Ashley sat down at the table with her father and ate her breakfast which consisted of cereal, toast and orange juice.

”I can’t wait till mom gets home from her business trip so I can have a real breakfast,” Ashley said.

”Hey, you know I can’t cook,” He said with a grin.

”I know, unless it’s made in the microwave,” She said.

”Aint in the truth,” He said with a laugh. “Oh hey, my boss is coming over tonight for dinner, if he likes it, I might get that promotion I’ve been talking about,” He added.

“Oh really Daddy? That’s great, I’m sure you’ll get it,” She said.

 

 

”Thanks baby, dress up a little, I want to give a good impression,” He said.

”I know the drill Daddy. Gotta go, see you later,” Ashley said. She kissed her father goodbye and went off to school.

 

            When Ashley got home from school, she went up to her room and started on her homework. School was a drag, like most days. Boring work, boring teachers and on top of it she was assigned a science project due next week. She hated science with a passion. She often thought why she should be forced to take it; she didn’t aspire to be a scientist. In addition, some guy grabbed her ass while she was walking down the hall with her friends. After slapping the taste out of his mouth and kicking him in the balls, she got an apology out of him. All in all, her day hadn’t been too good.

 

 

“Hey Daddy, how was work?” She asked.

”Long day, and a lot of work. What’s new?” He said.

”Same here, so what time is your boss coming over?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

”Honey, I have bad news. Well, actually its good news too but anyways, Mrs. Moore down the street is going into labor and she needs a ride to the hospital. I have to take her right now, so just serve my boss dinner and make him feel it home. Give him whatever he wants,” He said quickly.

 

 

 

Ashley heard the car screech out of the driveway and down the street. Ashley sighed again and continued preparing dinner.

When she finished, she set the table for three and cleaned up the kitchen. She then went upstairs and put on her favorite black dress. The top of the dress was a tube top. It was a little revealing, but it wasn’t over the top. It was a little short though; it ended about 3 inches below the bottom of her panties. She didn’t care though, and headed downstairs and waited for her father’s boss to arrive. Finally, at around 7:10, she heard the doorbell. She checked herself in the mirror near the door, making sure her hair was okay, and answered the door.

”Hi, you must be my father’s boss, I’m his daughter, Ashley,” She greeted with a big smile. He looked like most bosses, old with wrinkles, grey hair, a little husky and dressed in a suit. Ashley guessed he was in his late 50’s.

 

”Come in Mr. Trotter, dinner is ready,” She said.

 

”He had to leave at the last moment; he said he’ll be back as soon as he could, it was an emergency. He is really sorry he had to leave on such short notice,” Ashley explained.

 

”I’ve already made dinner, and my dad shouldn’t be too long, so let’s just go ahead and eat,” Ashley said.

 

Mr. Trotter agreed and they made their way into the dining room. Ashley took his coat and hung on the coat rack. She then joined him at the table, and they began eating while making small talk. He asked her about school, she asked him about his work, and soon they began running out of things to talk about. So Ashley decided to make her father look good.

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“You know my father really enjoys working for you and your company,” Ashley lied.

 

”He really appreciates you coming tonight,” She added.

”Well even though he’s not here, I’ve enjoyed the hospitality,” He said.

”Speaking of that, is there anything I can get you?” She asked.

 

 

“How about you?” He asked.

 

 

”Well… Ok, fine. One glass won’t hurt,” She said.

After pouring herself a glass, they both retired to the living room where they sat on the couch and continued with the small talk.

 

 

 

”One more will do, thank you,” He said.

 

Ashley went into the kitchen and poured him another glass. As she was making her way back to the living room, she thought of how she could get her father that promotion. Then it hit her. She could help her father get the promotion while helping herself as well. She returned to the living room and gave Mr. Trotter the wine. She then purposefully knocked a pillow from the recliner onto the floor, and bent down to pick it up. She made sure her backside was facing him so he could get a nice view of her ass. As she bent down, her tender ass emerged from beneath her skin-tight dress and pink panties. She kept the pose for about 5 seconds before standing up and putting the pillow back. Mr. Trotter looked as if he had just seen a ghost, but quickly wiped the look off of his face and acted like he hadn’t seen a thing. Instead of sitting on the opposite end of the couch, Ashley sat right next to Hank.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

”Slide your panties to the side, just in case your father comes back. That way it doesn’t take as long for you to get dressed again,” He said.

 

Ashley stood on her knees, straddling his legs. While she lifted her dress around her waist, he unzipped his slacks and pulled them down to his knees along with his underwear, exposing his rock hard cock.

 

“Oh it’s so big,” She lied. Ashley had seen bigger, but it would do.

 

She slid her panties to the side and positioned herself above his cock. He grasped his cock and held it directly below her hole. He instructed her to sit down on his cock. Ashley had never been on top before, but she had a good idea of what she was supposed to do.

Ashley lowered herself onto his cock, spreading her lips, slowly sitting down. She moaned as his cock breached the walls of her pussy. She pushed until her pussy lips touched his balls. She then began jumping up and down like a jack rabbit. Hank’s cock pushed in and out of her pussy as the young girl hopped. A slapping sound could be heard as her gorged ass slapped against his thighs. Her breasts bounced up and down right before his face while she rode him. Ashley began moaning uncontrollably; being on top was so much better for her. Hank wrapped his arms around her waist, then making his way to her ass which he grabbed with force. He squeezed the supple meat of her ass, giving it a hard slap. Ashley let out a yelp as he slapped her ass. She continued thumping up and down while he spanked her ass. Her butt jiggled like jelly with every slap. Ashley felt herself cumming and stopped bouncing on his cock. She wrapped her arms around his neck bringing herself into him. She then began grinding hard on his cock back and forth with speed. Within a few seconds she began to cum, her pussy pulsated as she began screaming. She bucked her hips hard while she came, pressing her nails into his back. She began to cum back down, and began rotating her hips in a rhythm on his cock. His cock twirled inside of her as she circled her hips like she was using a hula-hoop. Hank began moaning; he had never had sex this good. The best sex he ever had was coming from a 14-year old girl. Hank continued to allow her to do all the work. He enjoyed the sounds of her groans as she gyrated her hips on his cock.

 

“Oh Mr. Trotter, it feels so good,” She said.

 

Hank grabbed her hips and began bouncing her up and down on his cock once again. Ashley helped him by pushing herself up. They got into a rhythm, she’d push herself up, and he’d pull her down onto his cock. They continued this rhythm, which satisfied them both. They both picked up speed; Ashley impaled herself on his cock as she came again. She arched her back and moaned hard; her female juices leaked down his cock while she came, acting as lube. Afterwards, she leaned back and began bouncing again. She brought her right hand to her pussy and began toying with her clit. Ashley rubbed it rapidly while she plunged up and down on his penis. She soon came again, screaming at the top of her lungs as his swollen cock battered in and out of her. Ashley was sweating at this point, her tan complexion glistened and her forehead had streaks falling from her hair to her eyebrows. She licked her lips as Hank began groaning.

 

“Shit I’m cumming, lay down on the couch,” Hank ordered.

 

Ashley listened to Hank and ceased her bouncing and removed herself from his cock. As she did, some of her juices poured from her pussy onto his lap. She lay down on the couch and watched Hank stand up, grip his cock and begin pumping. A few seconds later, squirts of cum began spewing onto her face and chest. When it began spurting onto her hair, she wanted to shield herself from it, but decided it was best that she didn’t. She wanted her dad to get this promotion and she knew guys liked to cum all over a girl. So she took it like a slut and he finally finished spurting and sat down exhausted. Ashley lay covered in sperm. Her hair had streaks of white going through it while another streak ran from her eyelash down to her lower left cheek. The rest was scattered all over her dress and chest.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

”Oh it was nothing, really,” She said.

 

”But wait Mr. Trotter, I thought we were going to discuss that promotion?” Allen asked.

 

 

 

”No problem Daddy,” She said.

 

”Really?” Ashley asked.

 

”Sounds good to me,” She said with a smile.

 

 

 

 

 

To be continued...

Dave started to panic. If he got caught, his mom would kill him -- so he scrambled around for some paper towels to clean up his sticky mess. He could hear Carol calming down and thought about how all the boys at school talked about getting their girlfriends off. He had just witnessed his first female orgasm - it was his mother. When Dave had the mess mopped up he stood and looked to see what was going on in the living room. He was ready for a quick exit but realized the show wasn't totally over yet. As Carol struggled back to equilibrium, Julie sat back waiting to be scolded. She thought she had crossed the line with her physical advances and was sure Carol would be very upset with her. Julie's own pussy was moist and ready for action but that would have to be Carol's decision. Julie watched her mother anxiously as she caught her breath and regained her composure.

Carol's orgasm had been very intense and her mind raced as her body descended from a peak it had not experienced in many years. Carol's conservative side had formulated a plan of retreat from this dangerous and incestuous situation but her soaking wet pussy and her very horny still vibrating body was telling her she could live out the rest of her fantasy. The internal debate was very short, settled clearly in favor of further adventure, and Carol decided to see if she could bring Julie to a similar euphoria. She took a quick look at the wall clock which read 9:00 and said "I love you, Julie. I have two hours to make you feel like a complete woman. You will never think about Jack again."

Carol leaned into Julie and their lips met for the first time that night. Carol's kiss was very passionate; Julie took a minute to catch on, but soon their tongues were dueling and Julie started to moan her approval of the proposed process. Dave's dick was coming back to life and he kept the paper towels close so he would be ready next time. Carol started to kiss her way down Julie's neck and, in one quick motion, grabbed Julie's top -- pulling it over her head and off. Julie settled back on the couch again as Carol worked her way down to Julie's breasts. She was sucking one of the hard nipples and slid one hand farther down over Julie's stomach; massaging lightly as it went. In all the excitement Dave hadn't immediately noticed that both Carol and Julie's skirts had ridden up. He first saw that Carol's matching beige panties were absolutely soaked. The crotch was drenched right through and all he could think was how he would love to get a taste of that. Carol's hand slid under Julie's skirt and when she found nothing but a patch of beautiful blonde hair she pulled back for a second and said, "Jack has no idea what he missed - does he?" Julie just smiled a sheepish smile as Carol returned to her work.

Carol moved her palm over Julie's mound and started to run a single finger up and down Julie's slit. Dave could only see the light downy hair and a bit of a groove until Carol took two fingers and spread Julie's outer lips. He had seen lots of nude magazines and even a few pornos so he knew what he was looking at but seeing his first real pussy was incredible; because it was Julie's he was hard as steel and ready to blow his second load. The pink inner lips were glistening; he knew Julie was feeling just as horny as Carol. He stopped stroking his cock to extend his pleasure a little longer. Carol slowly slid a finger into Julie's pussy and Julie pushed her hips to meet it. Carol was working the finger in and out and was getting a steady reaction from Julie's hips when she slid her finger to the top of the opening and started to rub just below the top of Julie's outer lips. Dave couldn't understand what she was doing but suddenly Julie started moaning really loud and her head was going from side to side. Carol was wiggling her finger back and forth and Julie was going nuts. That was when Dave realized that she was rubbing Julie's clit. He had heard some of the guys talking about it and that a women's clit was supposed to be as sensitive as a mini-penis but he had no idea whether that was true or just locker room bullshit. He was getting a great education now because Carol was showing him just how to send a girl over the edge. Carol would slide her finger down into Julie's pussy to get it wet and then return to rhythmically rubbing her clit. Julie was getting steadily more excited; her head was rocking from side to side and she was moaning louder.

Carol kissed her way down Julie's body, following the pioneer path of her hand. She hesitated at the belly button considering whether she was ready to change her relationship with her daughter forever. She briefly thought she could stop now, never repeat this, and salvage her mother-daughter relationship or she could continue and move to a lovers' relationship between two women. This debate was as short as the first had been earlier; her fantasies had played this very situation out a hundred times and Carol knew she was ready to start a new life with Julie. She continued down Julie's smooth nicely tanned stomach and ran her tongue in an initial dance along the lips of Julie's pussy. The taste was much sweeter than she had dreamed and she couldn't believe this was finally happening. Julie's body gave a little shudder in response and Julie whispered, "Suck my pussy, Mommy. Suck my lonely pussy." When Carol heard Julie say this she momentarily lost her composure and started thrusting her tongue in Julie's pussy while she massaged her clit with a finger. Julie's body responded quickly and she was moving her hips to meet Carol's tongue. But Carol knew what her original plan had been; not a quick merely satisfying release, but instead a slow and deliberate arousal leading to unforgettably intense orgasm. Carol returned to licking around Julie's pussy lips with the occasional intrusion between the lips finished by a teasing flick of the tongue across Julie's clit. Julie's body movement slowed down again but she thrust her hips whenever Carol's tongue slid inside her anxious pussy. Carol reached both her hands up so she could gently pinch and lovingly massage Julie's beautiful nipples and breasts. She continued to tease Julie's pussy with her tongue, gradually spending more and more time with her tongue darting about in her pussy. Julie's arousal increased steadily as did her moaning. As she was reaching a peak, Carol decided it was time for the grand finale. She slid her middle finger in Julie's pussy with the palm of her hand pointing up and started massaging her g-spot. While she placed her chin on her palm, she locked her lips onto Julie's clit. Julie grabbed Carol's hair with her both hands holding Carol's face to her clit and renewed her screams of "Suck, Mommy! Suck my pussy!" This time Carol gave Julie what she asked for. A mind blowing, energy- and emotion-draining orgasm unlike any Julie had ever experienced.

Dave was beyond control, too. Listening to the screams and watching his mother's beautiful breasts swinging forwards and backwards as her head moved around in Julie's crotch. He only had to give his engorged member a couple of gentle rubs and his whole body pulsated with a shattering orgasm. His knees went weak and he had to grab the counter to keep from falling over. In all the excitement he forgot all about the paper towel in his hand and he looked down at his seed all over the floor, again. If he had any remaining strength, he would have panicked. He prayed the ladies would stay in the living room or they would get a nice look at his slowly wilting six and a half inch throbbing love muscle. He couldn't see them in the mirror anymore because he didn't have the strength to straighten his legs. He could hear Julie whimpering as she recovered. After slowly regaining his strength, Dave cleaned up the mess, again. As he was cleaning he noticed a musky tang in the air that wasn't his. The smell was Julie's sex aroma and it was intoxicating. Recovering Dave looked in the mirror again then quickly glanced at the back door -- checking the path to make a hasty retreat if necessary. But the show in the living room was still not over.

Carol had worked her return back up Julie's body and was giving her a very passionate kiss. Julie looked exhausted but as she caught her breath she gave Carol a loving look and said. "That was incredible! You've done that before - haven't you?"

Carol replied, "Let's just say I learned more at university then academic nursing techniques."

Julie decided she would like to return the favor for her mother; she looked at the clock which read 9:20 and said to Carol, "I want to try that." Carol just smiled a slow grin. Julie reached over and pulled Carol's blouse out of her skirt and finished unbuttoning it. She pulled it and the bra off and briefly massaged Carol's breasts for a few moments. Then she stood up, pushed her own skirt down her long silky legs, and stepped out off the small pile on the floor. She pulled Carol to her feet, kissing her while reaching around her trim body to lower the zipper on Carol's skirt. Julie fell to her knees, sliding Carol's skirt and soaked panties down her short firm legs. Julie was surprised and somehow pleased that there was no hair on Carol's pussy. She was absolutely bald. She could see the engorged lips of her pussy flared like a butterfly and dripping with anticipation. Julie just smiled up at her mother and said, "I like this. It is so sexy. You'll have to show me how to shave mine." Carol just returned the smile proudly as Julie pushed her back on the couch and spread her legs. With Carol's soaked panties now on the floor the expanding odor of sex permeated through the entire first floor of the house. Julie put her lips to Carol's pussy and was trying to do the same things Carol had done so successfully.

In the kitchen, Dave was hypnotized by the smell. He couldn't believe that his mom's pussy was bald and he didn't know if he could get off again but his re-erected dick was willing to try.

Carol was giving Julie tips on what to do and it didn't take long for Julie to start hitting the right spots because Carol's breathing started to get heavy again. Julie found the taste very different. It was tangy but she knew she could grow to like it. Carol started moaning louder and louder, moving her hips to the rhythm of Julie's tongue. Carol's body was bouncing around like crazy again and Julie reached up with both hands and latched onto Carol's nipples. Carol's nipples had always been incredibly sensitive and she loved to have them bitten and pinched. Carol started screaming, "SUCK MOMMY'S PUSSY! HARDER BABY, HARDER! PINCH MY NIPPLES!" She grabbed Julie's long blonde hair, mashing Julie's face in her pussy. Julie pinched Carol's nipples so hard that her fingers went white and locked her mouth on her clit. Carol was gone. She was screaming and bucking and her whole body convulsed for about two minutes. She screamed and bucked and yelled right through one orgasm and into a second as Julie continued the assault on both her clit and her nipples. As Carol slowly came down from her second orgasm Julie let go of her nipples. Julie kissed her way up Carol's body and, when she reached her face, gave her a long passionate kiss. Carol could taste her own sex on Julie's tongue and moaned in continued delight.

There was sweat pouring off both Carol and Julie; Dave thought for sure they must be done but he was wrong again. Carol pushed Julie back and stretched out on the couch. She told Julie, "Sit on my face so I can do you at the same time." Julie straddled Carol's face and went back to work on Carol's beautiful bare mound again. Julie's breasts were hanging down and swaying slightly as she licked Carol and worked her fingers in Carol's dripping pussy at the same time. Carol pulled a pillow under her head and wrapped her arms around Julie's gorgeous ass as she started licking and rubbing Julie's tight young snatch. Carol's breasts fell to the side a bit and Dave could see one of her nipples was really red from the abuse Julie had given it. The two women started to get into a rhythm; as Carol moaned into Julie's pussy she would cause Julie to moan, which in turn would set Carol off again. This went on for several minutes with the level of the moans getting steadily higher and higher. Finally as they were both screaming into each other's pussies, Dave was pumping his cock like an old style water pump. The smell of pussy was incredible and he lost it for the third time. Carol and Julie continued for several minutes reaching simultaneous orgasms. These orgasms weren't as strong as the earlier ones but the mutual orgasms were a perfect end to the beginning of their new relationship.

Dave had been able to use the paper towel this time so he didn't have a splattered mess to worry about; the volume seemed a bit lower as well. He figured they would absolutely start to get themselves dressed soon because it was after 10:00 -- so he snuck out the back door. Dave grabbed one of the chairs off the deck and, breathing deeply, sat down beside the shed to give Carol and Julie time to clean up. He sat there reflecting on the most incredible day of his young life. He had won his first tournament and now this. He smiled thinking about the two sixty-nines in one day - one on the course and one on the couch. WOW! He thought about how gorgeous both the women had looked and decided he had to get him some of either Carol or Julie or maybe both. He was still a virgin but he knew a hell of a lot more now than he did that morning. Dave sat there for about twenty minutes. He heard and then saw his mother opening most of the windows on the back of the house. Evenings tend to cool off in June and he felt it getting cooler so after about twenty minutes he went in the back door making lots of bustle and noise so he would be heard.

When Dave entered the living room, his mother was sitting calmly on the couch with a book in her hand. There was no sign of Julie who presumably had dashed upstairs still half naked when they heard him enter. Carol looked up at Dave and smiled. She asked him, "How was your night?"

Dave replied, "Alright, John's car broke down a while ago so I had to walk home. I'm heading to bed. I had a long day and I'm kind of worn out."

Carol stood up to give him a goodnight kiss. As Dave approached Carol he noticed her nipples were still hard making little tents on the front of her blouse. It was obvious she hadn't put on her bra as he could see the darkness of her nipples. Dave smiled at his mom, glanced at the window, and then looked directly at her nipples and finally at her face as he said, "Kind of chilly out tonight." As soon as he said it he couldn't believe what he had done. He had made it abundantly clear that he was looking at her nipples. He expected her to tell him off or at least cover herself. He could feel his dick getting hard again.

Carol was surprised by his comment but knew he was looking at her half exposed breasts. She had never really thought of Dave in a sexual way because her husband Roger had always satisfied her. She had suspected that Dave had been going through her underwear drawers for several years because her lingerie was never in the same place as she had put it. However, she wrote this off to the curiosity that comes with puberty. Carol decided to see how Dave would react to a bit of flirting so she walked up to him and gave him his normal goodnight kiss. Then she said, "I'm so proud of you for playing so well today." She hugged him as she said it but it wasn't a normal mother-son hug; this was a 'mold your body against a lover' hug. Dave felt his mother's hard nipples poke into his upper stomach and, before he could push her away, his cock jumped to full attention and was throbbing into her stomach as if trying to enter her belly button. Carol held him tight and enjoyed feeling him squirm as his engorged cocked tried to bust through his shorts. Dave finally pushed her back and said goodnight as he scampered up the stairs. Carol watched his firm ass bound up the stairs to his bedroom and thought, maybe.

When Dave got upstairs he couldn't believe what had just happened. He felt so embarrassed because his hard dick had been poking right into his mother and she seemed to be enjoying it. He went to bed with his mind in a quandary over whether it was an accident or was she teasing him or was it just his imagination.

As she casually hiked around a bend in the trail, Abigale saw two figures far ahead of her.  From their uniforms Abigale knew they were students, a boy and a girl.  She watched as the two ran, hand-in-hand, towards the open door of the old brown barn and enter.  Abigale was disappointed that her destination had already become occupied, and was about to turn around and hike back down the valley.  Instead, she began to wonder why the students had come up the valley, especially when they should have been in classes or at their studies.  This afternoon was not a free one for the students, and Abigale brought herself up and strode purposely towards the barn, ready to act the part of a faculty member of St. Sebastiens.

Joseph and Mingxia had both been students at St. Sebastiens for many years.  He was the 19 year-old son of an American Senator studying to become a priest and missionary.  He wanted nothing more than to travel the world and help the needy children of the poorest nations, and bring to them the word of God.  He was now a novice-priest and had duties outside of the classroom that included driving faculty up and down the mountain in the school's sedan.

Mingxia, called Xia by most of the faculty and her friends, was a 16 year-old asian girl that Father Murphy had rescued from a brothel in Manila when she was only 13.  She had been forced into prostitution after her family had sold her for food money to feed the other children of their family.  She had been their oldest daughter, that she knew, but everything else about her family was lost to her.  She had been drugged often, raped by soldiers, sold as a sex-slave to officials, and turned into a whore by the time Father Murphy had discovered her.  The priest had secreted her away to Canada and she had lived at St. Sebastiens ever since.

Xia had become a model student, but she still had a deep craving for the lustful activities she had left behind.  It was these cravings that Joseph had been helping her with for the last year on a regular basis.  They had climbed up into the loft and from behind the stacked hay bales Joseph pulled out a heavy woolen blanket, which he then lay out near the loft's door.  They would be able to see the magnificent sights of the valley beyond as they gave in to their carnal desires, as well as spot anyone approaching.  This time, however, they failed to notice Sister Abigale's arrival.

Xia was already stripping out of her school uniform blouse to display for Joseph her rounded, dark nippled breasts.  Joseph loved her dark skin and straight black hair.  Xia awakened within him a strong lust for Asian women that he welcomed with a stiffening cock.  Xia's dark brown eyes glistened with her own lust as she then watched the tall, handsome older boy strip away his own uniform.  She had left her blue skirt, white stockings, and black shoes on and dropped to her elbows and knees on the blanket.  She smiled back at Joseph as she presented her naked backside to him, and his lengthening spear.  Although he was only 6 inches when hard, his cock was thick and spread her wide when inside her.  She loved it!

"Come on, Joey," she said in her thick Asian accent.  "Give me your cock.  Fuck me with that big, hard manflesh.  I want you to make me cum!"  She wiggled her butt and pulled her skirt higher up her hips.  She seldom wore underwear, liking to be able to get a hard cock inside her aching pussy without delay reguardless of when or where she was.

Joseph knelt behind the younger girl.  "You slut-whore!" he grinned.  "Get ready to be fucked!"  He took hold of her slim hips with both hands and with a gentle prod of his hips his cockhead poked between the gaping folds of her well-fucked cunt. 

"Oooohh, yes!  Fuck me!" she gasped and leaned back into his grasp as he leaned forward into her.  His cock pushed steadily up the length of her vaginal tunnel, lubricated by the thick juices of her cunt. 

"Uuummm, God yeeessss!" Xia moaned as her pussy began to flutter through the first of her orgasms.  Although she had been fucked for as long as she could remember by men of all types, she never failed to have a mild orgasm as their cocks buried themselves within her body. 

"Oooohhh, yeeesss!  Fuck meee, Joey!  Fuck me good!" she gasped and dropped her head down while rocking her head back to begin meeting his frantic thrusts. 

Joseph enjoyed nothing better than fucking Xia.  His cock seemed to fit so well inside her willing pussy.  It had been nearly a week since he'd had a chance to empty his scrotum inside a hot pussy and when Xia had suggested they take a hike after the noon meal, he was all for it.  He pounded his thick cock into her and drove her nearly flat onto the blanket.

"Fuck mee!  Fuck meee!" she demanded as Joseph's cock pistoned inside her steadily.  "Harder, Joey!  Fuck me harder!  I want to cuuummm!"  Her body trembled and she whailed as another, stronger orgasm made her body quake beneath his weight.  Xia could become a raging whore at these times and images of her immoral past would flood her mind.  So many of the priests and boys of St. Sebastiens have had their lustful way with her willing body in the past, and she knew it was her place in the world to service any and all who would desire her.  She would always be a whore to cock.

Joseph's heavy balls slapped at her sensitive, protruding clit rhythmically and set off yet another series of orgasms that rocked Xia's soul and drove her to fuck back at him ever harder.

"Ooohh, God!" Joseph cried out.  "So good, so goood!"  He moaned as the fire within his balls built and with a sudden gush, he emptied his semen within her spasming cunt. 

"Uuuunngghhh!" he grunted as he shoved his cock to the very bottom of her pussy and held it there as he fired blast after hot blast of cum into her womb.

"Oooohhh, fuuuuuuucck!" she groaned beneath him.  She felt every throb of his cock, as well as every spurt of seed into her body.  So much cum had been deposited within her body, and yet she never failed to enjoy the feelings the hot semen filled her with.  She trembled through yet another orgasm as Joseph's cock spit its last drop into her.

But Joseph wasn't done yet.  He had built up a heavy load of seed over the past week and one fuck would not satisfy him that afternoon.  Xia was of a like mind, as always, and let him roll her onto her back after his cock had slipped from her aching pussy.  Joseph reentered her with a hard thrust that forced much of the creamy mixture of his and her mutual orgasms from her slot, to dribble through valley of her ass.  The wool blanket was soon wet beneath her ass with the sticky mess.

"Come on, Joey, fuck me!  Fuck me again and again!" she cried out as she began to hump her hips upward to meet his downward thrusts.

"Take my cock, you whore!  Yeah, fuck those hips up!  Take that dick!" Joseph grunted as he pummled Xia.  The smacking of their sweaty bodies together, mingled with the demands, grunts, and gasps the two made as they mated with carnal desire, could be easily heard below the loft, by Sister Abigale.

The sounds of intercourse coming from above her in the loft had begun to heat up Abigale's loins.  She knew it was her duty as a faculty member to intercede and report the incident to Sister Eunice and Father Murphy.  St. Sebastiens was a different place, though, and the fulfillment of fleshly desires was almost commonplace among both the faculty and the student body.  She herself had become a member of the Order of Querini-Zaccaria to better understand, and use, her carnal lusts.

Abigale found herself climbing quietly up the wooden ladder to take a voyeur's position behind the bales of hay.  She then watched in silence as the young man whom she knew only in passing furiously slammed his cock in and out of the gaping, drooling, dark hole of the young Asian girl.  Abigale was amazed that the girl could take such a beating and still be begging for more.

Xia's legs flailed about above Joseph's back and her hands dug into his pounding hips as he drove himself on to a second, more powerful, ball draining climax.

"Oooohhh, Gooodd!" he growled as his balls drew up tight.

"Yeesss!  Fuck meeee!  Give me your cuuummmm!" Xia cried out.  "I'm cuummmiiingggg!"

"Aaaaggghhhh!" Joseph groaned as his cock began to spit the seed of creation deep into her womb, refilling her to overflowing with hot semen.

"Aaaaahhhhh!" Xia screamed as the heat of his seed sent her orgasm higher.  Her pussy clamped down hard onto her embedded shaft and pulsed around it, milking the juices from him.  Both growled and groaned through the intensity of their mutual climax.

Joseph collapsed atop Xia, exhausted.  Both panted deeply for air from their sexual exhersions.  She held him tightly with her arms and legs and used the muscles within her cunt to massage his softening cock, until at last he slipped from her.  Cum leaked from her gaping slot as Joseph rolled off of her to lay panting beside her on the blanket.

Abigale felt it was time to make her presence known, but she held back when Xia suddenly rolled up to her knees and began to pull her blouse back on.

"I've got to get to class, Joey," she explained.  Xia leaned in and gave him a deep kiss before she got up and dashed off.  Xia didn't see the nun as she quickly dropped down the ladder and ran lightly out of the barn.  Xia was very athletic and a good runner.

On the blanket, Joseph had begun to doze off.  As Sister Abigale stepped from the shadows and approached the teen, she admired his solid body.  He was only six years younger than she was, she knew.  He was breathing gently as she knelt down on the blanket where Xia had been so recently fucked.  The boy's cock lay spent upon his thigh, glistening with both student' cum.  The smell of sex filled Abigale's nose and mesmerized her.  Before she knew what was happening, she had taken Joseph's flaccid member in hand.  The stickiness of the juices sent a craving into her belly and Abigale leaned over to begin licking them up.

The tastes of Joseph's spent cum and Xia's gooy cream were delicious on Abigale's tongue.  She began to lick, and then suck at the young man's cock until it began to harden once again.  This time it was between her lips.  The thick six-inch cock filled her mouth and she began to bob her head up and down the length.  Abigale's slurping became noisy in the quiet loft as her cravings began to drive her on.

Moments later, Joseph awakened under the oral attention upon his manhood.  But it was not Xia's dark-haired head bobbing along the length of his cock, but the habit-hooded head of one of the nuns!

"Oh, God!" Joseph cried out, startled.  "What are you doing?"  He tried to crawl back away from the nun, but her mouth on his cock felt so good, and she seemed to be insistant upon sucking him to full hardness.

Abigale let the young man's cock slip free of her mouth and turned to look at Joseph's handsome face.  He saw her then, and her youth and beauty was startling.  He had seen Sister Abigale around, but had no idea that she could possibly have the carnal cravings some of the other, older nuns had.  He sat up and took her head in his hands, and after gazing into her sparkling brown eyes, he planted his lips to hers.

Joseph tasted the remnants of his and Xia's flavors on the nun's lips and tongue, and it got him eager to fuck once again.  He was, after all, a young and virile man.  Joseph began to pull at Sister Abigale's garments and within minutes he had her naked 34b breasts exposed and cupped in his strong hands.  He leaned forward and began to suck at the tiny pink nipples, and drew moans of lust from the nun.

"Ooohhh, soo nice," she sighed.  He let one nipple free of his mouth and turned his attentions to the other.  "Aaaahhh," she moaned softly.  Joseph squeezed her tit flesh in his hands as he sucked on her nipples.  He twisted the free nub and Abigale gasped at the sharp spike of lustful pain.

Joseph then pushed her onto her back and shoved her robes up to her belly.  Her white panties were soaked and her planted his mouth onto her pubic mound through them.

"Aaaahhh!" Abigale sighed as the boy began to mouth her hot pussy through the fabric.  He pulled the crotch fabric aside a minute later and attacked her aching slit with his tongue.

"Oooohhh, yeeesss!"  she hissed loudly.  His tongue lapped away at her groin and quickly brought her to orgasm.  Her juices squirted into his mouth, surprizing him with the power and volume.  He gulped the warm cream down with loud slurps.

Even before Abigale had begun to come down from the heights of her climax, Joseph freed his gooy mouth from her crotch and climbed atop her.  He grasped his hardened cock and found the nun's slit with the tip.  He looked into her silently pleading eyes as he nudged into her vaginal opening.  He pushed his hips down and was surprized not to feel the wall of a hyman within.

"Ooh, my," he grinned down at her.  "Very nice."  He then rammed his thick cock down into Abigale with a single, violent thrust.

"Oooowww!" she gasped beneath him as her vagina was forced open, wider than she had ever been.  He body trembled and she felt her insides clamp down on him, as if trying to spit his member back out.

"Please, nooo!  Don't hurt me!" she gasped.  "Be gentle, be gentle."  Her legs wrapped around his hips, drawing his thick cock deeper into her.  She pushed her habit robes around his shoulders and begged, "Fuck me, Joseph.  Fuck my body.  Use me as your receptacle.  Fill me with your cock, and your cum."

Joseph began to suck at her tits as he began to rock his hips against hers.  His cock slipped along her tight, clenching tunnel smoothly, drawing gasps from her throat with each thrust.  He moans became long and drawn out as he fucked her with ever more powerful strokes.  He pussy relaxed and caressed his hardness.  They gasped and grunted as their efforts became stronger.

"Give me your cock!  Give me your cum!  Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Abigale begged.  "It feels so good inside me.  Fuck me!"  Her body trembled beneath him as wave after wave of climaxes rushed through her.  Her pussy walls clamped down rhythmically and soon succeeded in triggering the boy's own orgasm.

"Aaagghh, I'm cummming!  I'm cummming inside you!" Joseph cried out.  He pushed his cock to the very core of Sister Abigale and held it there as his semen pulsed painfully into her willing body.  Her pussy walls milked him, much as Xia's had done an hour before, and his balls ached as the last of the hot seed drained from them.

Joseph again collapsed, this time atop Sister Abigale.  He panted heavily for a long time until his cock had softened and slipped out of the nun's juicy pussy.  She sighed beneath him at the vacancy and warmth of his cum leaking from her battered cunt.  Abigale slipped into a light slumber beneath Joseph's weight.

When she awoke, Joseph had gone and her habit robes had been straightened up.  She had been asleep for a while, she realized, and quickly got to her feet.  She returned the blanket to its hiding place behind the hay bales then made her way down and out of the barn.  Each step of her walk back to the Abby grounds was accompanied by a sloshing between her legs and a deep, welcome ache inside her loins.

Sally

 

I look at my watch, and see that it’s 4oclock. Typical, the day I get back from a week of working my ass off in Greece and my family isn’t there to welcome me. I’ve been working for a friend of my wife who already owns holiday homes in Majorca, Tenerife, and Sicily, and now wants me to build one in Crete. Rich Bitch! I think to myself, the only reason she has so much money is because she’s a fucking gold digger.

 

While I sit in the living room watching the footy and stuffing my face with some vanilla dessert Sally had left for me I start to relax and my eyes begin to droop. My thoughts go back to my boss, Rebecca, and I imagine that bitch sat in a room rolling around in her husband’s gold. Suddenly repomen come out of nowhere and start taking away all of her money. Her strong face suddenly softens and she starts to cry as all her money is taken away from her; a smile passes over my sleepy face. That gold-digging hoe is finally getting what she deserved I think, as I dream about the form of her led on the floor crying. Her back shudders as she is taken by the sobs, her shoulders move up and down in a flowing sweeping movement. Just at that moment the form of her stops moving, and the sound of her crying disappears. The sudden silence scares me and I stop smiling, what’s she doing now? Just as the thought hits me, she looks up right into the face and I see her tear stained eyes burning into me. I’m extremely shocked and slightly scared as she looks at me. Her face has hardened again, her eyes pierce my body, and I can feel myself start to shrink underneath her gaze. I can’t help but admire her strong persona but I feel small. Her eyes look me up and down and I feel an uncomfortable feeling build in my stomach, but strangely the feeling starts to go down to my balls and I feel my dick start to harden.

 

The environment changes, and I look around with confusion. I’m in a bathroom and I can hear water running and a voice singing. As I try to figure out which bathroom I’m in, or why I’m here, something hits me (not literally of course). It isn’t singing that I can hear, but moaning. I snap my head around to see a sight that will stick in my head forever. Led on the bathroom floor, in writhes of passion, is the stunning figure of Rebecca. She is completely naked and lost in the throes of self-sex. I feel my dick start to harden a second time in my pants, while I take in her body. Her slender legs are spread out wide while her hands run over her bronzed naked body. Her gorgeous pert breasts are a perfectly formed C cup and her nipples are standing out hard from the touch of the cold and the feel of her fingers pulling on them. Her fingers run over her flat stomach to her naked hairless pussy. She slowly spreads her pussy wide by her fingers using her middle finger to slowly run up and down her wet slit. As her finger runs over her clitoris her body shakes slightly. She grabs her nipples hard beneath her fingers and moans out loud. She slowly begins to rub her clitoris with her middle finger while pulling hard on her nipple, deep in the spasms of passion. Her soaking wet pussy shines as if enticing my dick and teasing me, making me harder than ever, forcing me to release my cock. I slowly unzip my pants and pull out my solid cock. I look up and see her now fingering her pussy hard with three fingers. Sliding them inside her slick wet pussy while her other hand runs down her stomach and starts to join her other. She starts rubbing her clitoris and begins moaning out loud. I furiously begin stroking my hard cock, and a moan escapes me. She looks up at me. Shocked I try to force my cock back inside. I can’t. I look up at her face, worried about what she will do. Confused, I see that she is staring directly at my cock, biting her lip. I stop trying to push it into my boxers and stare at her, curiously. She looks up at me, with a look that would make a gay man turn straight. Her bright blue eyes staring into me, and the sexiest grin on her face.

 

“Make me cum and you can fuck me like a real gold digger” she whispers, lying back down on the floor tiles. I feel like I am about to cum there and then and quickly strip off. I slide up next to her and kiss her hard, stroking her tongue with mine, biting on her succulent lips, tasting her. I shudder as I feel her body underneath mine. I roll on top of her and look into her luscious eyes with passionate titillation.

 

“Do you want me to fuck you, bitch?” I say to her running the head of my dick up and down her soaking wet slit.

 

“Yes, the old man doesn’t give me what I want anymore, I need a tomboy” she replies, her eyes staring at my naked body while her fingernails scrape down my back grabbing my ass.

 

“What is that exactly?” I tease, grabbing her hands and pushing them onto the floor

 

“You’re cock, I’ve fantasized it about the day I met you” I can’t take it anymore and force my whole cock into her. Her pussy is dripping wet and swallows me into her straight away, filling her with my whole length. I feel her pussy around my cock and moan into her neck, biting her hard while I start to fuck her on the bathroom floor. Her hands grab my ass pulling me even deeper inside her with every thrust. I feel the head of my dick smack against her g-spot and she lets out a loud moan

 

            “Yes, there! Right there, oh fuck me. Fuck me harder with you’re married cock. Mmm fuck, you feel so good inside me, yes, fuck it again,” she moans louder and louder as I feel my hard dick hit her g-spot more and more often. Every time I fuck her sweet dripping pussy I feel it spasm around my dick. I can feel her pussy tighten while my dick gets deeper inside her. Faster and faster I fuck her, hitting her g-spot every time I enter her.

 

            “Fuck I’m going to cum baby, keep going don’t stop, don’t ever stop” she screams and moans. She pulls me onto her. I fuck her faster. I fuck her harder and deeper with every thrust, my cock filling up every inch inside her pussy. She moans and screams my name. Fucking her I feel her pussy tighten and grip my dick hard.

 

            “Oh my god I’m Cumming,” she manages before the pleasure takes control of her body. Swept up under the tide of the fuck, I feel her pussy grip my dick hard, sucking it into her, keeping it in place. As her head is thrown back, she lets out a moan, and her pussy vibrates against my hard sensitive head causing my balls to tighten. Suddenly my dick is gripped so hard, it is forced from her pussy and a jet of sweet cum squirts from her pussy all over my naked body.

 

I wake with a start. There is water everywhere; I look up into the face of my wife grinning down at my hard cock with an empty glass in her hand.

 

“Nice dream?” she asks hungrily

“You have no idea” I reply

 

..to be continued, (maybe)

 

We talked for a while and it was agreed that Catherine could also come to America and stay with us when we married. Nichole told me that Catherine would come to my hotel tomorrow and meet me and we could make the necessary plans.

The next morning just after rising, there was a knock on the door. When I opened the door there stood a 17-year old girl with deep brown eyes. Her hair hung down to her waist. She had a model's figure - no, not the skinny ones on the runway, I mean the one's you see in Victoria's Secret - full breasts without being wide, small waist and nicely shapped hips. And, she was absolutely beautiful.

"John, I'm Catherine, Nichole's sister. May I come in?"

"Sure," I stammered. "Come on in. Have you had breakfast?"

She hadn't, so I ordered breakfast for us. We talked and ate and I told her that she could also come to America and live with us.

"First, I guess I should tell you why I came to your hotel. Did you really fuck my sister and her daughter?"

"What?"Â I was totally at a loss for words.

"Nichole and Anna told me you fucked them and gave them the best feelings they ever had. Nichole said you were better than her husband ever was. Anna said you were very easy with her for her first time and she can hardly wait to have sex with you again. I have had one experience with sex and it was on a park bench with a boy and he lasted all of 30 seconds before he was squirting all over the place. Then he told all his friends. I want to experience what my sister and neice did, and that is why I am here."

"What would your sister say? I asked her to marry me."

"She is the one who sent me here. She wants me to experience your gentleness, also. Besides, when we move in with you, all three of us are going to have to share you."

Then she stood and untied the wraparound dress she wore. When it opened she was nude underneath. She had very little pubic hair and her breasts were standing up nicely. Her nipples were hard and erect. The sight also made something else hard and erect.

Catherine shrugged her shoulders and the dress dropped to the floor. She stepped over to me and kneeled down putting her hand on my crotch. She started rubbing up and down on my enclosed dick and it was beginning to get very uncomfortable. I stood and started to remove my pants when she undid the belt and unzipped my pants. I allowed them to fall as she pulled down the waistband of my shorts freeing my stiff dick from it's enclosure.

Catherine reached out and grasped the shaft telling me how large and pretty it is. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and stepped out of my house slippers reaching down and pulling her to a standing position. I pulled her close to me allowing her breasts to rest on my bare chest as my stiff dick pressed on her abdomen. She was going up on tiptoe trying to get my dick between her legs. I turned around, picked her up and carried her into the bedroom lying her on the bed. As I lay her down, she leaned over putting her lips over the head of my dick.

"Before today is over, I want you to teach me how to perform oral sex."

What could I say? Of course my answer was, "Okay."

I kissed her deeply and she caught on with kissing very fast. I think she had some experience here. I placed my hand over her breast and slowly massaged it tweaking her nipple while I moved down to feast on the other breast. When my mouth covered her nipple there was a sharp intake of breath. I continued kissing and massaging her breasts and she started to moan.Â

Slowly I moved my hand down to her abdomen rubbing the top of her slit, moving slowly down to her labia. Instinctively she spread her legs giving me better access to her treasures. I kissed my way down until I was able to take her mons into my mouth and now she was moving involuntarily with my tongue and fingers. When I stretched the skin over her clit with my lips and started to flip her clit with my tongue she was almost out of control. I inserted my finger into her and she had a powerful orgasm bucking up and down.Â

I backed off a bit to allow her to come down some, then I was back at it again licking and nipping and inserting two fingers in her. She became a wildcat grabbing my head and cramming it down into her pussy moaning and mewing as she threw her legs around my head. When I inserted my finger up into her and pressed on the underside of her clit while pressing down on it from the outside with my thumb she had another orgasm.

Again I allowed her to come down a bit and took her back to the brink. Just as she was about to orgasm I stopped and spread her legs moving upward over her. My dick found the opening and I pushed into her about 2 inches.

"Oh my goddddddd! That feels wonderfullllllllll" as I pushed into her another couple of inches. When she relaxed a little I pushed all the way into her until I felt my balls strike her ass.

"Oh, fuck me! Fuck me! Don't stop! That's the most wonderful thing I have ever felt. Fuck me! Hard! Harder!"

I obliged pulling out almost all the way and driving back into her as hard as I could. This time when she climaxed it caused her to cry. She wrapped her legs around me and crossed her heels holding me as tightly as she could. Her hands were pulling me as tightly into her chest as she could and kissing me so hard it hurt. I knew I was about to explode and told her to let me pull out.

"NO. FUCK ME. CUM IN ME! DON'T STOP FOR ANYTHING! FUCK ME - FUCK ME- FUCK ME!"

I felt it start deep down inside me and when I came it caused the inside of my dick to ache as I shot stream after stream of semen into her. Finally, fully sated, we stopped moving. I lay upon her and she slowly relaxed the grip she had on me with her legs. I pulled up to look at her body and kissed her nipple again. This brought on another small orgasm. I moved my hand across her stomach lightly causing her to jump and that brought on a small orgasm, also.

"Oh, stop. I can't take anymore."

Slowly I rolled off her looking at her beautiful body and face thinking that when they come to my house in New York I am going to be so tired with all three of them.Â

We showered, played some, and then I turned her around, bending her over and took her from behind. I slowly raised her up so I could hold her tits and reach her clit. What I did not anticipate was my dick hitting her clit's underside every time I stroked into her. We both came about the same time.Â

We finished cleaning up and I hired a cab to take us back to Nichole's flat. When we arrived, Anna ran out to greet us.

"Oh, you look so satisfied. Didn't I tell you he would satisfy you thoroughly? Isn't sex with him wonderful?"

Nichold came out from the kitchen, took one look at us and smiled. "I'm so glad you understood and helped Catherine experience sex so completely. Let's have some tea."

We had a cup of tea and some dainty cookies. As the girls were cleaning up, I went to the bathroom. When I came out, all three of them were naked and waiting for me, but that's another story.

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Were her childhood a normal or good thing she may even have turned out to be nothing more than an exceedingly morbid artist, but this young skunk was not so blessed. Her parents were shunned and despised by their family, and neither was much inclined to honest or hard work. They lived in a cramped apartment in a truly foul stretch of urban landscape, where two adults and as many as nine children at a time lived.

Neither parent was filled with any identifiable love for their offspring, both treated the children as something slave labor, and lavished physical, emotional and sexual abuse on them all. Both had forced Janet to perform oral sex on them since she was old enough to know the horror of it, seemingly for the pure sadism of it, and her virginity was ripped to shreds at age nine by her father and older brother, while her mother held her down and laughed.

We enter into her life at age thirteen. She has been ostracized at school do to the associated reputation of her sisters and the well known cruelty of her parents. Her family no longer even maintains the apartment, living in a single cramped trailer on the outskirts of cheapest and darkest of trailer parks. She feels well and truly alone, and in many ways she is.

It is a bright spring Saturday and one of the rare few that she has the luxury of solitude. The three of her sisters still young enough to live at home are at the movies, her mother is working Saturdays turning tricks at a poorly disguised whorehouse, and her father is doing what he does every Saturday, getting drunk and doing unpleasant things with a few friends of his.

She lies on the cot she sleeps upon with a dog-eared copy of “the Shining” that she managed to pilfer from a used bookstore, since she can barely hold onto money in her home. For her the day is perfect, an old Megadeth tape dug out of a garage sale blares in the back ground while she breezes through a good book. The one thing that shatters the perfection is the fact that goddamn motherfucking dog of her neighbors own will not shut the fuck up.

For a time she tried ignoring the dog by distracting herself with things she enjoys, the curves and feel of her body as she lounges In a sport bra and panties, it being too hot to be fully clothed when you’re covered with fur and the AC is non functional. She moved her body and banged her head to the bass line of “Peace Sells” and sang along while living a youthful rock star fantasy in her head, day dreamed about running away and living a life without constant assault and hate, and in a small black part of her mind she dreamed of opening up a vein and escaping that way.

Try as she might however her perfect day remained just out of reach as the fucking dog would not shut up. Not once. She marveled at how the animal could just keep going like that with no stopping, it must have been barking for hours now.

At first it had been simple background radiation that broke her conversation occasionally, but it had slowly niggled it’s way to the front of her brain, and it seemed to pulse with physical sensation, and she imagined vaguely that was what a brain tumor would feel like.

Frustration broke, she opened the door to her trailer and bellowed “SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!” at the dog, and even as the words left her throat she realized hers was the first sapient voice to be heard in the whole yard. Not odd all things considering. Most people had been paid recently or at least collected their unemployment checks and so would be out trying to buy as much alcohol as they could.

Most of her life she had been filled with fear of everything. For some reason this had changed in recent months.

Maybe it was the constant whispered gossip in the halls of her school that had begun to prick her pride, maybe it was her developing hormones, or maybe it was something that had been there all along, lurking in some unplumbed pit of her soul. Whatever it was now she was filled with a deep red rage.

Across the dusty street she could see dog, it was chained to a rusting engine block and was straining against it’s chain at her. Now it was barking more intently, as if to say “how dare you tell me to shut up you stupid anthrop cunt?!”

“HEY!” she yelled into the door “shut your fucking dog up!” No answer. She banged and yelled more before turning away in disgust, as she did she something just to the side of the makeshift steps caught her eye.

She seemed distracted to Timber and she was bent over, her rump on a nice inviting display through her dull grey panties. She stood up suddenly with something Timber couldn’t quite make out in her hands.

More anger, red and thick crept over her and an idea sprung to mind.

She turned around just as the animal’s chain broke and it lunged forward.

Timber’s head was just within the same sweet spot a baseball inhabits when she slammed the baseball bat into the side of the dog’s head with every ounce of strength in her body. The dog was slammed directly to the side and into the trailer’s door with such force that he smashed right through the flimsy thing and slammed into the back wall of the trailer, knocking down a piece of tacky two dollar art and a crucifix before bouncing off the wall and directly onto a cheap glass coffee table.

Not even pausing for a moment she turned and entered the empty trailer and looked at the dog staggering to it’s feet in the ruins of the smashed coffe table. The part of Timber’s face that had taken the impact seemed to be only a loose sack of mushy flesh and fur and blood and teeth dropped out of his gaping mouth. One of his eyes had slipped out and was hanging comically by the retina on the side of his face he let out a high pitched whine and tried to stager away from her as a bloody streamer dripped out of his ear and his eye socket began to leak blood onto the floor.

Timber let out a yelp as Janet soaked her panties. Blood sprayed out and her nipples hardened as it splattered her. Dear God she wanted to fuck right now. Anyone, anything, she felt like the sexiest thing on the goddamn planet. She felt like fucking God.

She brought the bat down again and again, each time feeling a hot, wet pulse in her genitals. She could feel her juices running down her legs as the dogs skull caved in and she smashed through brain.

That did not stop her. She lifted the bat up again, trailing brain and blood and chunks of viscera with it and brought it down again. And again. And again.

Dog blood sprayed the trailer and splattered her and she fucking loved it. Teeth and fragments of bone, where scattered in with the gore that had spread through the trailer. Janet finally stopped pounding the dog’s head into the floor (since it no longer really had a head to speak of) and brought the gore streaked bat up to her face. She closed her and licked it’s side. She tasted blood and chucks of brain and she dropped the bat a began licking the blood and chunks of gore off of her hands greedily swallowing down the viscous remains.

She bent over and bit deep into the meat of the dog’s stomach and relished it as her sharp teeth pierced the skin and blood pooled in her mouth. She ran her tongue over the dead flesh and fur, gathering up the blood that was dripping out, and then she bit down and tore out a great chunk of skin and meat from the dog’s gut.

She reared back and pulled the chunk into her mouth, then she slowly chewed and savored the flavor before diving back into gnaw her way into the dog’s guts, and all the while she fingered herself with the speed and fury of a runaway train. Orgasms washed over her like glorious waves of pleasure as she tore deeper and deeper into the dog’s innards.

She pulled herself away from her frenzied masturbation and used both hand to tear open the dog’s abdominal cavity as much as she could. She looked breathlessly down at the spilling steaming guts as a new bride would upon her husband’s naked body. Then she plunged both hands into the mess of blood and organs ripping them out and tossing them aside as she hunted for the dog’s heart. As she did, she unconsciously raised the liver to her mouth and tore off a chunk of it, chewed and swallowed and then tossed it aside before resuming her search with both hands.

She bit into the organ and slowly chewed, as it seemed wrong to rush. Then she swallowed and bit further in. She repeated the processes until she had eaten the whole of the heart.

And as it did horror she began to shake with the horror of it all.

As she was doubled over Timber’s corpse, vomiting until there was nothing left at all in her, and few thoughts went through her mind. Excuses to explain this horror to anyone who confronted her, Timber had after all attacked her and she had panicked and been caught up in the moment. Plans to hide the body and dispose of the weapon . The burning need to shower. The constant repetition of the phrase “dear God what did I just do?!”

Behind all this in the back of her mind, unacknowledged for it’s implications, was the perfect, crystal recollection of the whole event. The simple grinning, horrible fact of it all was she had liked it. She had loved it. She wanted to do it again.

I hope you've enjoyed this horrible little thing. I certainly enjoyed writing it. This my very first story, so any kind of comments or criticism is welcome.

The spring and summer 0f 2003 passed in a haze.  I can’t remember much of that time.  I know it was bad.  It was hot and we had too many people in each tent, the MRE’s taste like shit after day 4 and you watch people who got there after you leave before you.  You get to thinking your tour will keep getting extended, or you’ll get KIA’d a day before you’re supposed to leave and it fucks with your mind.

And of course, there is no place to jack off.

Some guys hide in the porta-johns, others would climb into parked vehicles, some would do it in their sleeping bags at night but I just couldn’t bring myself to do any of those things.  I can’t smell piss and shit, or sit in a hot fucking truck or even worse, be entombed in a damn sleeping bag in 120 degree heat just to yank my cock.  So I suffered.

Around late July or early August we had a bunch of new people sent to us.  But no new tents so we had to cut our tiny living spaces in half.  My old area was now shared with some Major who seemed as gay as he was pompous.

I think that guy jacked off twice a night every night for the first week he was there.  I got sick of hearing his hand rubbing against his sleeping bag and was going to say something about it when I decided I was probably just jealous.  I’d seen the pictures of his wife and if I was him, I’d be doing the same thing.  I’d been 5 or 6 months without a single jo session.  It was hot, I was frustrated, and he was lucky to have that hot piece of ass to go home to whenever we got the hell out of here.

Inevitably, everyone gets to know each other pretty well.  You can’t help it when you sleep less than a foot away from each other.  Major T. and I were no different.  He was actually pretty cool and he’d always share his care packages with me before passing things out to everyone else.  We talked quite a bit.  What we missed most about home, what we’d be doing if we were still in the States, girls we’d fucked, where we grew up, why we joined the Army, etc.  One memorable conversation had us deciding what 3 things we wanted most at that moment.  An easy decision for me:  a blow job, 18 hours of sleep, and a Dr. Pepper.  (There was NO Dr. Pepper in Iraq until December)

He asked me one day if I had a girlfriend in country and I kinda looked at him crazy.  A lot of soldiers hook up with someone for a deployment and they spend their time sneaking off to fuck in the backs of trucks or in the shitters.  One couple was even caught in the water buffalo!  I never drank from that WB again.  With all our talk, I figure he’d know the answer by now.

 I told him no and he said he’d asked only because he’d never heard me jack off.  I instantly thought of my first impression of him being gay and the look on my face must have made him realize how he sounded.  He hurriedly went on to explain that he’d been seeing this girl and she wanted him to bring another guy along that night.  He was wondering if I’d like to go along.

I told him no thanks, I don’t dig the idea of fucking some slut even as my dick started to stir in my pants.  He kept trying to convince me and I finally asked him who it was.  I was shocked when he told me.

“Anderson, the fueler girl.  She has some friends who let her use their air-conditioned offices at night to watch movies.  I ran into her one night when she was headed over there and she invited me along.  One thing led to another and, well…” he trailed off.

I knew the girl.  Andy is what we all called her.  I’d known her before we deployed and the girl is HOT!  She’s definitely not a slut.  When she’d get off duty back home she’d put on regular clothes and you could see what the baggy uniforms hid all day.  She was really pretty, awesome figure, smart as hell, and refused every GI who asked her out.  Me included.  I had spent many nights before we left with my dick in my hand and her in my mind.

I told him how she’d shot me down before and if she had to be a slut if she wanted him to just bring any guy with him that night.

“Not just any guy.  There’s only 2 guys she’s willing to have me bring; you or that tall guy in Operations.  I forget his name.”

My dick stirred a bit more.  I felt it roll over off my leg and stiffen just the tiniest bit.

“I’ll think about it.  What time?”

“1800.  Let me know before 1600 so I can ask that other guy.”

 

At 1730 I was a wreck.  I had already showered, shaved, and found a clean pair of underwear.  My heart was pounding in the back of my throat, the blood was rushing through my brain creating a sound akin to a wind tunnel, and my dick was so hard I thought maybe I should have forgotten about putting on underwear at all.

I was waiting for Major T. to show up and having a conniption.  He was late and I was starting to think he’d been playing a joke on me.  I’d kill him if he was.  I was also trying to figure out where this office was.  The airfield we lived on was pretty nice since we’d built it up over the summer, but there were less than half a dozen buildings.  Only two were of any size where there would be offices and neither seemed likely.  There was the Terminal where all the Big Wigs worked like the General and his staff, and then there was the control tower where the aviation guys worked and lived.  Where the fuck were we going?  Where the fuck was Major T.?

He eventually showed up but he was pretty late and we had to walk fast to be there on time.  He said he didn’t want to piss her off.  She could be a little pouty with him and while it was sexy as hell, it also meant he ran the risk of REALLY pissing her off.

He led me to the Terminal and my mid was swirling with questions, pent up frustration and a sudden fear that literally stopped me in my tracks.

“What’s up?  You coming or what?”

“Uh, that’s the problem, actually.”

“You didn’t just, uh, in you pants…?”

“NO! But, well, see, Anderson is really hot.”

He looked at me like I’d just been awarded my Master’s Degree in Stating the Obvious.  “No kidding,” he finally said.

“Well, it’s just that it’s been a really long time for me and she’s really hot and I was just thinking how bad it would be…,”  I broke off at the sound of his laughter.

“You’re worried you’ll shoot your load in less than 30 seconds.”  There was no malice in his voice.

“More like 10,” I said.  “Maybe I should kinda go over there,” pointing at some trees, “and, uh, prepare myself before I get inside.”

“If you really want to, but she’ll probably like it if you don’t.  Trust me.”

I was still uncertain.  I kept imaging this hot chick laughing at me when I shot my load as I was still unbuttoning my pants.  And if she laughed one of two things would happen.  I’d either not be able to get hard again, or I’d get hard and she wouldn’t want me after all.

“My first night in that office I had my pants around my ankles and she was reaching out to grab me and I shot my wad in her face before she even touched me.  She loved it!”

I was dumbfounded.  I just stood there trying to figure out what on earth this girl found arousing about something like that.  I also kept imagining her face with cum dripping down it and my cock swelled even more.  I was decided.

We entered the terminal and Major T. led me up these nice marble stairs, down a hallway that looked like it should be in a NYC crack house, through a room full of computers and to a large polished wood door.  The contrasts in this place were adding to my confusion.  This whole experience was like some fever-induced dream where you find yourself wandering around a mad house with crazy people jumping out at you and mirrors distorting your reflection so much that you forget what you look like.

“Before we go in there I want to set a couple things straight.  You cannot tell anyone about this.    Also, you’ll have to leave your weapon there,” he pointed to a weapons rack against the wall where a SAW was already locked in.  “If you need a lock there’s some on the counter there.”  I locked my weapon in and Tom passed me his.  When both were secure, I turned back to him.

“I am married and will get into a lot of trouble if anyone knows about this.  I’m also an Officer and she’s only a PFC so they’ll get me on that, too.  I’ll lose my wife and son if I get found out.  You tell anyone and I’ll kill you.  No exaggeration.  I will end your life if you jeopardize my future with my wife and son.  I’ll kill you if you tarnish his girl’s reputation.  I don’t want people thinking she’s a barracks slut because she isn’t.  If you can’t abide by this, leave now.”

“I won’t tell a soul, Sir.”

He smiled then.  “I knew I forgot something.  My name’s Tom.  As long as were here I’d prefer you to call me that.  And I’d prefer to call you by your first name, as well.”

“No problem.  I’m Jake.”

“Andy’s still Andy, by the way.  I guess even her folks call her that and always have.”

“Anything else?”

By way of answer he opened the door.  On the other side was a lavish office, even by American standards.  Never mind we were in a bombed out city in Iraq, the Land That God Forgot.  Huge mahogany desk, leather winged back chair, big flat screen TV with a stereo, marble floor with deep pile rugs, big comfy couch against one wall, and in the middle of it all, there was Andy.

She had her hair down and I realized I’d forgotten it was curly.  I’d forgotten she had a beautiful smile and cute dimples hiding under her combat façade.  She wasn’t just the fueler girl, or a machine gunner putting her life on the line for convoys.  She was all of those things, but she was a woman, too.  Talk about contrasts.

“You guys coming in, or what?” she smiled.

I heard Tom gulp beside me.  I knew how he felt.  I took a shaky step into the room, unsure of what to do.

Tom walked purposefully past me and they hugged.  And then they kissed.  I just stood there while watching these two share the most passionate kiss I’d ever seen.  They broke off and she started unbuttoning his shirt.  She took it off and the T-shirt, too.  I watched her run her hands down his chest and my groin tightened in jealousy, lust, and voyeuristic thrill.

Her eyes seemed to drink him up as she started removing his pants.  I felt weird when his bare ass came into view.  I started to move to the right so I wouldn’t be staring straight at it, but then she knelt in front of him and I changed direction.  I’d never seen another guys hard dick before, but I really wanted to see his go into her mouth.

She licked at it as she fondled his balls and then she took the whole thing in his mouth in one swallow.  I was unbuttoning my pants to free my cock when she beckoned me nearer.  I took a few steps but she kept motioning me forward so I kept walking and unbuttoning until I was right next to Tom, standing over her.

She took her mouth off him.  “Take it out,” she panted.  “I want to see you.  I want to see you make yourself cum while I suck him.”

I kicked off my boots and pulled my pants off.  My socks did that really cool trick socks do when they come off with your pants.  I had lost my uniform top sometime so I was just standing there in my T-shirt.  I took hold of my cock for the first time in 6 months and started stroking it.  Andy’s head was bobbing up and down on Tom’s dick not 6 inches in front of me.  I felt the cum boiling in my sack and with a series of loud grunts I shot my load all over the right side of Andy’s face.

For the first time since I was about 14 my dick stayed hard after I came.  I kept stroking it and milking it until Andy took me into her mouth.  I shot another full load into her mouth and it built in intensity when I realized she was swallowing.  I’d never met a chick that swallows before!

Tom was standing next to me stroking his cock as Andy milked the last drops from me.  He had a smile on his face when I looked at him.  “Told ya, man.  She’s the greatest!”

I nodded my agreement and closed my eyes.  I nearly fell over when Andy took her hands off my ass.  I was so drained that I could barely stand.  Andy led me to the couch and lay me down.  She did a little strip tease in front of me before climbing on top.

“Tom, honey, I’m going to fuck Jake really hard while you watch.  I want you to shove your cock in my ass just before you come.”

I almost came myself when she said that.  It had been so long since I’d had my dick in a wet pussy and as she slid down on my member I thought I was in heaven.  She was breathing very heavily and her tits were bouncing up and down in front of my face.  I was thrusting madly upwards, trying to match her stroke for stroke when I felt Tom shove into her.  Feeling his cock through her wall made every thrust into something so exquisite I never wanted it to end.

He let out a low groan and then they both stopped moving.  About 10 seconds later I felt his cock pulse and then the cum emptying into Andy’s ass.  Each shot created another pulse and the sensation it caused running up my own hard shaft made me blow my wad, too.

“Oh, god, oh, god, oh my FUCKING god!  You’re both cumming!  I have a man cumming in my ass and a man cumming in my pussy!  Oh!  My!  God!”  Andy shrieked.  With that I felt her pussy clamp down on my dick and her orgasm flooded over me.  Tom and I both had our arms around her but that didn’t stop her from shaking uncontrollably as she came.

I’ve always been jealous of how long the woman’s orgasm is.  It seems to go on forever and that night as I felt her pussy convulsing around my cock as the last contractions in Tom’s balls pushed his cum upwards against me, I came again.

I fell back on the couch and let my arms fall by my sides.  I felt Andy relaxing on top of me and then she and Tom were laying down on me.  I had never been so satisfied in my life.  I would have slept there just like that if it weren’t so risky.  We didn’t need the office owner to come in next morning and find us there like that.

I could hardly get dressed and they had to help me gets my boots tied.  I waited in the hall, retrieving our weapons while Andy and Tom said their goodnights.  I was so tired that I didn’t have a single thought in my head.  As Tom led me back to our tent he asked if I wanted to go back the next night.

“Dude, are you kidding?  What do you think?!”

 

 

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