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True Story

Jesse’s Mother-In-Law

Linda wants to be sure her daughter’s Fiance is good enough for her daughter, but instead learns that her daughter isn’t good enough for him, at least in bed.

Fantasm

Ravenous Dream

The better part of this was actually a recent dream that I thought was worth remembering. That being said, even though it is sexual, it isn’t a typical sex story. In fact I think it reads much more like a horror or melodrama. Either way I didn’t want to lose it from my mind. Please remember this is a dream, so in that some portions are going to seem unreasonably weird. I have taken a few liberties with it to make it flow as a story should, connecting otherwise disjointed ideas or story lines, introduction of proper nouns, addition of certain details to make it more appropriate for this venue, the necessities to make it readable. But I have done my best to keep its distortion to what I consider a minimal.
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Let me start by telling you about Launa. For all intents and purposes Launa is me. She isn’t me in the sense that I live inside her skin and make her decisions for her. But she is made of the same essence as I am. I know her every thought, her every emotion, every whim, need, and lust, regardless if I am with her physically. She is my lover. And despite knowing everything a person could possibly know even about themselves, she still carries a mystique with me. She is very tall, eye level for me, which makes her too tall for a woman by the standards of most; many men despise having to look up to a mate. But I find her height perfect for me. It is so easy for me to get lost in her deep blue eyes, listening to her thoughts, feeling her as an unrivaled compliment to myself. Her hair is made of dark red spirals that reflect both her excitement and danger to me. That life in her is after all also that life in me, and I adore that aspect of her. She is too thin for average taste, mine also for that matter. Had she been anyone else, without her completeness I wouldn’t have given her a second look based on this. But for her it is worn so beautifully. She doesn’t seem to move like people move. Rather than a series muscle contractions that will accomplish her desired task, her movements just seem to flow from her acutely deliberate desires. There is never the slightest hint of an extraneous or unconscious movement on any inch of her body. At any instant in time if you were to paint her portrait, you would have guessed that there was no better pose, she could have never have been more intimate or more flattering.
There is also Ellie, and Ellie is such a gift to me. She too is every bit as much a part of me as Launa; but she carries a uniquely different role as part of our whole. She isn’t my daughter in the sense that I feel Launa is her mother, by this I mean your standard biologic definition. But then again there is no such male figure for her. Launa is her sole parent by classical definition, a result of parthenogenesis if you will. But she is again my very essence and my daughter in every other possible sense. The prepubescent little angel’s hair is very strait and very black; much shorter than her mother’s at only shoulder length. Her pale blue eyes look so beautiful but so sad. Even when she is happy, it makes me emotional just to look into them. It is clear that they hold much more behind them than people would expect from the small frame. Her thoughts and emotions are as developed as that of any adult. Yet her child-like charms and fancies are present, and they pull at me no less. One of her childish qualities that I adore is her love for her pet. She has spider that plays the role of her best friend, her favorite toy, and her own child. Her relationship with her spider is every bit as developed as one could expect between two people, and I do so enjoy the vicarious pleasure that I get through her from it.
We live on an upper level floor, expansive in its own right. There is a single stone fireplace at the center of one wall and a single window on another. The floors are a rich light wood with beautiful texture and grain. The walls and ceilings are in fact the same thing; the wooden planks arch together to form a pinnacle in the center of the room. It is much like living in a nicely polished attic, except there is no feeling that there is anything odd about it.
The scene starts as Launa gets dressed in a stunning red sequined gown. It is sheer dress that barely hangs from her small breast; it almost appears as if it is held up by her nipples alone. But as always, there isn’t the slightest hint of error or uncertainty about her. She knows that the provocative little piece will always wear just exactly as she wants it to. She is ready to leave. She knows I will not be coming, she didn’t need to ask. Tonight for her is a hunt, and my presence would likely interfere with her nefarious intentions. So she approaches me with a fierce open mouthed embrace. As she bites my tongue, my lips, and my neck, my hands admire her body that is so irresistible to me. Feeling her small breast and bullet like nipples through the thin material makes me grow hard, and her long thin fingers make sure to acknowledge that fact. But we know this is just a tease; there is much to be built upon tonight.
As she leaves I turn my focus to Ellie, who though obviously very happy playing with her spider ask me to join her. Of course I sit down beside her on the floor, pushing back her hair away from her face so I could more marvel at her beauty. I feel so happy and sad while looking at her, either way it feels so good just to be with her. We play games like make believe and fetch with a tiny piece of paper and her spider. But it isn’t long until I am becoming more aware of Launa.
Launa has made her way into the party; a rather over sophisticated and pompous environment by my own standards. It is quite a grand house and very self indulgent; I don’t think that would have struck me so bitterly had it not been for the required level of reserve to accompany such a place. Her elegance fit it beautifully though. But we know she isn’t there for your standard social call. She is much more like little Ellie’s black widow who gives the image of being something like her mate. She flows about the large house taking in the idle chatter and great art as she passes. Suddenly, like a breaking tide she slows for some voices from across the room. She picks up on a small group of guys engaged in a competition of braggart style propositions. She turns her head to catch the eye of one the men, and hold it. For three seconds he doesn’t speak, he doesn’t blink; he just stares across the room into her eyes. Then Launa turns and walks on, she has set the bait for The Mark. The men continue to talk, and the proposition that should have been out of earshot, is not so for Launa. The Mark boasts to his friends that he will have her. He is so confident, so egotistical, and so delightfully perfect for the game. With that Launa continues her stride to the balcony with The Mark psychologically en tow. As she slows to the ledge she is met by the pseudo-friendly voice.
“I will have to say that I don’t know that have ever seen anyone that could claim my attention quite like you just did.” He says with a great smile that looks practiced for sincerity.
“Forgive me, I didn’t mean to stare. You looked busy and I….” Launa replies with an equal measure of feigned sincerity.
Interrupting the mark replies, “You need not worry about that, there is just something about you that told me I needed to speak to you right now; sort of like I was meant to. Do you ever get that feeling?”
With a patently calculated glance to the ground before eying the sky, Launa replies “All the time, I can’t imagine all the beautiful order out there without thinking there must be some place for each of us in it also; something other than the rational.”
“A fan of the stars? Me too. Why do you think they have the phrase ‘star crossed lovers?’ The statement itself implies that there are lovers out there that the stars are aligned for.”
“I like that………You seem like a very easy person to talk to.”
They continue on, for some great length. The stars, the paintings, the guests, stories about family members, stories about old lovers; at every turn Launa lays the bait of seeded conversation and The Mark indulges in the elaborate aggrandizement of his own wit. In a few hours he is utterly convinced that she is absolutely fawning over him.
The Mark finally stands close and places his arm around her waist to whisper in her ear, “I am so glad I met you tonight.”
“I don’t want to go home alone tonight…………Can I come with you?” She replies with impeccable candor.
“I was hoping so. I would be honored. Shall we make our way?”
“But didn’t you say your brother was here with you? I know family is as important to you as it is to me, and I would feel horrible if he was left without a ride because of me.” Launa poses.
Not being the least bit suspicious, The Mark replies. “It is no worry he can find his own way.”
“I insist we give him a ride, it would be unconscionable to me otherwise” she says with such direct eyes and tone that he is unable to consider any other alternative.
With that the three leave. The seemingly innocent surface conversations to the brother’s house revolve entirely around Launa learning just how close they actually are, what they had been through together, how much they mean to one another. But as soon as the brother was dropped off the reconnaissance is complete. Launa grabs The Mark by the hair and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Her hand reaches for his crotch and his for her breast.
After a brief feel she pulls her head away and orders, “Hurry up and drive.”
As he places the car in gear she undoes his pants, pulling his swollen cock out and into full view. It looks so very large next to her incredibly thin fingers. She slides her fingers across its surface with the inhumanly fluid and deliberate motion characteristic of all her actions. She then intentionally lets slide the most devilish of smiles. She knows this first glimpse at sincerity would most definitely be misinterpreted, and she likes the idea of knowing she has given it to him and he is incapable of acting on it. With that she drops her head into his lap and takes his throbbing member between her lips. The strong suck exhibited is paired with a gentle rocking of her head reminiscent of an intensely mellow song. It is pure sensuousness and elegance as only she is capable. Pulling into his driveway, she presses the tip of her tongue to his leaking hole so that the most artistic string of body fluids is drawn between them.
Just as the front door shuts she pins him to the wall. His button down shirt is torn open and her tongue is in his throat. With a twist of her shoulders her thin red dress falls from her freely. She is beautiful. The naked slender powerful figure forcefully unfastens The Mark’s belt and pants without her ever freeing his mouth for him to breath. As soon as the two bodies are both naked, eclipsing the light from window, she throws him to the floor.
She straddles his cock, gasping as it penetrates her. She rides him like a whirlwind. She is dancing upon his cock with all the fury and grace of tempest. Her fluid yet unpredictable flails are accented by her arms, and more particularly her nails that thrash in lovely successive motions. Catching his chest again and again, time after time her claws tear tiny lines in his skin. I know the sensation well; he is most certainly going to feel a great pain from the wounds later, but right now the delightful sting is just fuel for the entirety of the sensation that is to fuck Launa.
I have the slightest hint of jealousy but I know well the game; I know this is something I will suffer for the greater of the whole. I take some comfort in that I know her intimacy with him is not the same intimacy that she has with me. It is mimicry, an especially elaborate one but mimicry none the less. It is no secret between us however that she enjoys what she is doing. For her this isn’t just necessary foreplay; she is an actress that loves her character and loves her role. And why should I deny her that? There is too much love between us and too much happiness to be wrought through her play for me to get hung up such trivial sentimentality. Just as I know her every thought she also knows mine, so that is where the conflict ends and we accept it for what it is.
As his breaths become more belabored, Launa bears down. She digs her fingers into his chest, making handles for which she can grip. Her thrashing takes on a more regular pattern. Her hips roll forward and back on him like crashing waves. Her newfound rhythm hasn’t lost any passion; it is simply honing in to force his cum from him. The minor screams he has released up to this point don’t compare to those from his present state. As his cock begins pumping inside her he lets out the most guttural tone that he has likely ever released in his life. Throwing her head back, Launa joins him with the wail of siren. Together the cries create a melody in my ears; a harmonious clash of pleasure and pain. There couldn’t be a more satisfying tone.
She bites at his lip as she raises her hips from his still swollen cock. Sitting beside him, she first grazes his wounds with her fingers while tracing her way down to his prick. Her tongue then follows; not ignoring a single scratch, not one torn bit of flesh is left unattended. It stings him greatly but as he tries to cry out she drives two fingers into his mouth. He bites down on them trying to take the focus away from the pain of her tonguing his exposures. Her mouth finally reaches his still pulsing cock. With her mouth she delivers a short series of invaginations before standing to take in the sight of him.
“Stay just where you are.” She says as if he really had a choice. “I can show myself out.”
He is drained both physically and mentally. At the point of exhaustion, he was likely not even capable of thought. Had it not been for rapid beat in his chest and its hard rising and falling, his vacant face would have looked dead.
Replacing her gown on her lovely figure she coyly exclaims “I will see you soon.”
Phase two was complete but we were far from done. In fact our complex little game had just begun. It was now time to make another late night call: The brother’s house was the next destination of the night, and though no one would have ever thought it, he will be getting off easy. He is a peripheral, just an extension of The Mark as far as we are concerned. And we are far from done with him.
Launa arrives with such a cool and collected manner that I admire in the face of my own eager anticipation. The brother, though quite surprised by his awakening, won’t take long before he invites Launa in; as if he ever had any choice.
“Hi…What’s going on? Is everything ok?” He asks upon opening the door.
“Couldn’t be better. I need to see you.” Launa replies with a smile that is so beatific yet so devious.
“Please come in.”
The scene unfolds with splendid duplicity. Just as the front door shuts she pins him to the wall. His night shirt is torn open and her tongue is in his throat. With a twist of her shoulders her thin red dress falls from her freely. The naked slender powerful figure forcefully tears his boxers without her ever freeing his mouth for him to breath. As soon as the two bodies are both naked, eclipsing the light from window, she throws him to the floor.
Like his brother, she straddles him, but this time without the same level of reserve. This fuck is much more violent, much less controlled. The tearing of her nails into his skin is much deeper, deep enough that it overshadows the normal pleasure he would be getting from his cock pierced in her delicious cunt. With a shocked scream he tries to throw her from him. Looking at the two one might guess it a simple task, but he finds himself unable. After all she is not just her, she is me, or at least has me in her. Her expressions of delight in his torment are now fully loosed; she knows he has reached a point from which he can’t return. She leaps from his cock, pinning his arms to the ground with her feet. She holds his head in her hands as she licks his face. Her extremely long extremely thin features look inhuman perched as she is. She is more like a praying mantis preparing to devour the head of her mate. And devour she does. She sinks her teeth into his flesh, again and again into his face and his throat. While not actually eating his flesh she is readily consuming the gushing blood. The whole while, her cunt is leaving streaks on his chest where her wetness is rubbing up against him. Her thumbs find his eyes and bury themselves entirely. His screams fade with his struggling. Thus concludes the scene, but not the plan for sensation.
Launa and I are now present at the funeral, and this is where we expect the pinnacle of the passion to be laid out. Death has such a way of binding people together by some sort of hyperactivity of our human emotions. Funerals are not for the dead after all, they are for the living, and we planned to drink it in heavily. Many of the speakers are too weak for my taste. Different people grieve in different ways but I find the caricature’s commonly expressed by many people to be particularly lame. Based on these obligatory speeches, one might conclude the deceased was a work of fiction created for a Sunday morning cartoon. This is not what we are here for.
But as The Mark begins to speak there is an instant surge within us. This is unmistakable true feeling. His unashamed weeping and deeply contorted face are just the physical manifestations of what is really going on inside. He is a wreck. He doesn’t describe his brother with the same silly clichés that many of the others used, instead he truly breaks down. He speech is a speech of personal loss; his reflection that he had lost a part of himself. There will never be anything to replace what he had spent his entire life building emotion into, and we are watching the culmination and explosion of those emotions. He has never been so far from his baseline; no orgasm, no pill, no line has ever made him feel anything remotely as powerful as what he feels right now. We feel so fortunate to experience this intensity vicariously through him. Even though our tag along emotions clearly pale to his, his emotions are so powerful that they still pull us into a much heightened state.
After the completion of the formalities we wish a single acknowledgment before we take our leave. Some part of the ego begs it of us. It just wouldn’t feel complete if we didn’t. Through the crowd Launa locks eyes with The Mark. She delivers an evil smile, and we disappear into the crowd.
Launa and I quickly find ourselves alone and we are quite ravenous. My hands grip her hair as she takes my face in hers. Our deep kisses foreshadow the more visceral acts to follow. I take her ass into my hands, spreading her cheeks as I bite into her neck breaking the skin. Her nails tear their way down my chest as she finds my erect cock. Her firm grip is so delightfully painful on my shaft. She returns the gesture of tearing into my neck with her teeth as she forces me inside of her. She claws at my back as I thrust inside of her with an absolute delight. Soon, she hooks her legs around me and throws her head back. Her hands dig into my collar so she can support herself. I watch as her small breast and exquisite nipples bounce in front of me. For an instant I feel at one. But I am suddenly overcome by a horrible shock.
It is Ellie. We were too cocky with The Mark and he knew the score. He had found her. He was at our house. I take off running at blinding speeds to get back. I am tearing through everything in my way, people and trees alike were thrashed aside as I cut my path to her. But he was going to have his time, I couldn’t stop that. It seems he had been a very quick study, because he knew the value of vicarious harm and elaborate planning. Instead of directly harming Ellie he forces her to watch as he takes her spider. Knowing how much it means to her and her to me, he forces poison upon it. It stumbles about in obvious pain and disorientation. Ellie cries aloud, tears streaming from her face as she watches in horror at the suffering of her closest friend. As I run I too cry. Tears streak sideways on my face as I rush to meet them. After all her pain was my pain, I feel it every bit as real as if I were her.
I finally arrive and he is not in sight. Ellie is holding her spider in her hands wailing. I quickly kneel around her holding her as closely as I can. I love her so much and it pains me that she is so sad. We sit for minutes as I try to calm her. It then occurs to me that I can fix it. I can save her spider with the essence that runs between Launa and Ellie and me. I gently take the spider in my hands and place it on the base of my neck. The dying spider latches on to me. Just as I thought, my essence empowers it. It starts to come round much to the delight of both Ellie and I. We are so happy that we were able to save such a dear friend, but I know it is now time to bring our game to an end. The Mark has gone beyond the stage of being toyed with, I have to end him.
As soon as I am sure that Ellie is contented, I take off in search of The Mark with an insatiable fury. It has been to my peril that I underestimated him once and foolishly I have done it again. Once I have made great distance, scanning for him in my enraged state, he reveals himself again. He reveals himself through Ellie. He is still with her!
She cowers in terror of the menacing figure. Her spider now revived and wary attacks him. But its bite does something I didn’t expect and couldn’t have been more terrified by. It passes my essence on to him. I am now one with him, and through him have I never felt so much self loathing. I have harmed him and he knew it, and now he would hurt himself more than any man ever would just to get back at me. He grabbed Ellie, now fully prepared to take his own plan to the next phase. At that moment I lost my visual of them; I am too overwhelmed. I simply can’t bear to watch. Every time he hurts her it hurts himself, but the damage is magnified in me. I have never experienced the level of horror and impotence that I feel not being able to help her. Though not seeing his actions, my heart is very much aware of every injury inflicted upon her.
When I finally break through the door, my face is stained with tears and stretched to immobility by my rage. He is standing over her, waiting, staring. She lies lifeless with her chest split open at his feet. It only takes a second before I fly at him, smashing into the wall. He is much stronger than I would expect, I know it is because he is now part of me. We exchange punch after punch. In no time we are both quite ragged and bloody. In the end he can’t overpower me. On top of him I take his head into my hands and continue to slam it to the floor until it exists no more. With every successive slam I am killing him, but I am also killing a part of me.
My rage is soon sated, my enemy is no more. But he has hurt me; I have hurt me beyond repair. I once again kneel by Ellie. I cradle her head in my hands and press mine to hers. As I cry over my lovely little girl the sequence ends.

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SEVEN MONTHS WITH MARIE: PART TWO

Foreword: So, I sent Marie the link to the first story and she loved it! She said she can’t wait to see which story about her I write next. She asked if I was going to write one particular event which I hadn’t planned on sharing, but she thinks I should. I told her that that story was really more hers than mine so she has volunteered to write it herself. I told her to go for it and I’d post it, so that will be coming later. For now though, here’s what happened next.
Seven Months With Marie- Part Two
Summer 2004
Marie and I had been dating for a few weeks and I could not have been happier. It was Saturday and I had the day off. Unfortunately, Marie was working. I looked out my window and saw that Karen (My landlady and co-worker whom Marie and I had had a threesome with) was home, so I got dressed and walked over.
I knew Marie was only working the lunch shift and would get off around 3pm and I couldn’t wait. I knocked on Karen’s door and she invited me in. Karen offered me a Bloody Mary as I walked through the kitchen. “Sure.” I happily accepted as I saw Alexis (the bartender from the Tiki Hut who looked like a lesbian) sitting on the couch drinking a Bloody Mary of her own.
“Beach sex guy!” she shouted. “Do you remember me?”
“Of course. You work at the Tiki Hut right?” I answered.
“Among other things.” Karen answered for her as she handed me my drink.
“Karen was telling me that you guys had a pretty wild night.” Alexis said. I was surprised that Karen had shared that information with anyone. Maybe Karen wasn’t as private a person as I had thought.
“You told her about that?” I asked Karen as I sipped my drink.
“Well, I had some questions.” Karen answered. “I had never been with a girl before, but Alexis here has plenty of times.”
So I looked at Alexis and asked the Politically Correct question. “So you’re gay?” I didn’t really need to ask. Alexis had a beautiful face. Her hair was brown and very short. Her body was thin and muscular. She had almost no tits to speak of (which I actually found kind of hot) and she was generally sort of masculine.
“Guilty.” She answered.
I turned my focus to Karen. “So now you’re wondering if you’re gay?”
“No, no. Nothing like that. I love guys too much to be gay. I was just telling her that I did really enjoy being with a woman too.” Karen finished.
Alexis then butted in “I think I’m the only lesbian that Karen knows, so she thought that I was going to have some kind of magical answer like the wizard of Oz or something.” I had to laugh at that. Alexis was funny and I enjoyed her openness.
Karen clearly didn’t want to be the center of attention. She sat down next to Alexis and looked at me. “So how is everything going with Marie?”
“Better than great!” I answered. “She’s smart and hilarious. I don’t ever feel like I have to slow things down with her. Then there’s the sex which is just ridiculous.
“How so?” Alexis asked.
“Well, I guess I’ve always had a pretty healthy appetite when it comes to sex. I suppose you already heard about our little adventure with Karen here. It’s just incredible. It seems like she’s up for just about anything. She’s totally nuts like me and I can’t get over it. We’ve only been dating for a couple of weeks and we’ve already done so many things together, and a lot of it was her idea. She’s just too awesome.” I rattled.
Karen and Alexis both sat on the edge of the couch, staring at me. “Like what kind of stuff?” Alexis prodded.
“Okay.” I said looking at Karen. “Do you remember that party at Reed’s last weekend?” Karen nodded. I looked at Alexis. “Reed lives on the inter-coastal and has a little dock behind his house. Anyway, during the party, she took me out there and we ended up stripping down and having sex right there on the dock as boats were going by!”
The girls were listening intently. “The next day, we went over to her sister’s house for lunch. We were only there for about five minutes before Marie took me into the bathroom for a quickie.” I had their undivided attention. “Just last night, I took her out to dinner. On the way home, she stripped completely naked in the car and gave me a BJ all the way home, and then when we got there, she didn’t even bother getting dressed before she got out of the car and ran inside my house. She’s so wild, I just love it! I really met my match.
Alexis took a sip of her drink. “You sound pretty happy, but it also sounds like it would be hard to keep up with her.” I had never thought of that. She was right. I was going to have to step up my game.
Marie called me when she got off of work and invited me over. I was so excited that I am pretty positive I broke several traffic laws on my way there. I knew she wanted sex. That was the best thing about being with her. There was never any pretense and hardly ever any foreplay really. She was like me. An animal.
I got to her house and found the front door unlocked, so I let myself in. I found her in her bedroom sitting nude on her bed. Her long dark hair fell over her shoulders and down her back. The afternoon light coming through the window bathed the edges of her body in an orange glow and she looked like something out of an old detective movie. She was smiling and she had something in her hand. It was a small bottle filled with clear liquid. “Take off your clothes.” she politely suggested.
I slowly disrobed in front of her and stood next to the bed. She popped open the top of the bottle and poured some of the liquid into the palm of her hand. My cock was already as hard as it could get. She closed the bottle and dropped it beside her and I read the label. “Astro-Glide.” (I had never actually used ‘lube’ before, but let me tell you…WOW! If you’re using lotion or whatever, do yourself a favor and go get some of this stuff. It’s AMAZING) She reached up toward my eager shaft with her hand cupped so as not to spill any of the liquid. She then placed her palm on the underside of my cock and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She then spread the lube all over me and slowly began to stroke me. The sensation was unbelievable. I stared down at her and watched her eyes as she studied each movement of her wrist. She looked so thoughtful and it made my heart bounce in my chest. Then she looked up at me and very seriously asked “Has anyone ever told you that you have a beautiful cock?”
I immediately remembered the evening when Kasia had told me I had a ‘pretty dick’ and couldn’t help but laugh at the memory. “I have actually heard something like that before.” I smiled. You should know I don’t have the world’s biggest dick or anything. On a good day I am a little over 6 inches, hard, but I will say it is pretty wide. Apparently though, it is asthetically pleasing to some.
“It’s beautiful.” She said. She seemed to be in a little trance, just staring as she slowly stroked it. What kind of stuff do you think about when you jack off?” she asked.
“Honestly, for the past few weeks, I’ve only thought about you. Of course, you’ve kept me so busy that I’ve barely had the need.”
“That’s sweet.” She said. “So what did you used to think about?”
I never felt the need to lie to her. I felt safe telling her everything. I had never really had that kind of connection with anyone. She stared into my eyes and kept softly stroking my cock as I told her all about the threesomes I had had with Belinda and Marcela. I told her about living with Belinda and Kasia and how the three of us had also shared a bed. She asked me for details and I gave them to her. There was never an ounce of judgment or jealousy. Only fascination.
“Do you only think about the past? Do you ever imagine things? Fantasize about people that you know?” she asked.
“I guess not.” I answered. “I’ve watched a lot of porn, but it pales in comparison to my memories.” I said. “Why? What do you think about?”
Her hand slid up and down my cock. “When I finger myself?”
“Yeah.” I moaned.
“All kinds of things.” She answered. “If I see a cute guy at the grocery store, I might think about him. A cute girl at the gym. Whatever really.”
Normally I would have felt threatened by that, but she had allowed me to be completely honest and I owed her the same respect. I could understand her. I was really only curious. “Do you ever think about other people when we have sex?” I asked.
“No.” she paused. “Well sort of, but not how you might think.”
“How then?” I moaned as she tightened her grip on my cock.
“I imagine you fucking my friends.” She answered.
“Really?” I asked. “That’s so hot. Which ones?”
“All of them really. I imagine watching you fuck them. After that night at Karen’s, I just want to watch you fuck everyone I know. It might sound weird, but it’s always hotter in my mind if it’s with someone I know.”
I was getting really hot by then. She was quickening her pace and her hand felt wonderful on my cock. “What else do you fantasize about?” I asked, hoping to get more juicy images in my mind.
“Well, sometimes, when we fuck and it gets really hot…” she trailed off.
“What?” I asked.
She hesitated for a moment and then continued. “I want another cock… Or even three or four.” She said.
“Like how?” I asked.
“Like being gang banged.” She said. “I get really hot thinking about sucking your cock while some other guy fucks me really hard. Or maybe you fucking me in the ass while he fucks my pussy and I can feel you both inside me.”
At first, I was not really into this line of thinking, but as she jacked me off and I imagined what she was saying in my mind, it actually started to turn me on even more. “Yeah.” I decided to go with it. “And while I fuck your ass and some other dude fucks your pussy, there’s another guy ramming his cock down your throat?”
“Oh yeah.” She moaned as she jerked my cock. “I want to know what it feels like to be used like a little fuck toy.” She said as she jerked me even faster. “Have a big fat cock like yours in every hole.” She continued. I was panting heavily by then and she knew I was going to cum soon. “And at the end, just be surrounded and every time I turn my head I get another cock forced into my mouth.” I threw my head back. “And then everyone takes turns cumming all over me until I’m just dripping wet.” She finished.
The visual I had in my mind of her being so completely dirty sent me flying past the edge and I felt my body jerk and my knees go slack as I shot a huge load all over her face. She opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue. My cum went everywhere. Into her hair, on her face and down her neck. It was literally dripping off of her chin. “God, you’re so fucking dirty!” I moaned. “I love it!”
She went to the bathroom and came back with her face clean and wiped my cock off with a T-shirt. I had so much to think about that my mind was going ape shit. I woke up at her house the next day and realized I had to go to work. She had the day off though so I knew I wouldn’t see her again until probably after midnight.
All night at work, I thought about all of the things she had told me. I went over all the fantasies that she had recounted as I waited my tables. I had to force myself to stop thinking about it a few times because I could feel an erection developing. I finally reached the end of my shift and couldn’t wait to be back with Marie. I called her as soon as I got off. She sounded drunk on the phone. I wanted to be drunk too. She told me she was at her friend Michelle’s house and then I heard her ask Michelle if it was cool if I came over. Michelle was obviously drunk too. I heard her yell “Fuck yeah! And tell him to bring his beautiful donger too!”
“Shut up dummy.” I heard Marie whisper/giggle.
Michelle also worked at the restaurant. She and Marie were very close friends and when they got together they loved to party and they partied hard. As I drove over, I figured that Marie had gotten drunk and told Michelle about how pretty she thinks my dick is. She must’ve also shared a story or two about how sexually adventurous we had been together. Michelle had developed a reputation for being somewhat permiscuous around the restaurant. Marie had even told me that they had made out once when they were partying together. Michelle wasn’t bad to look at. She was tall and had medium length dirty blond hair. I’m not sure exactly how long it was because she always kept it in a pony tail. She was thin and very tan. I got the impression that she spent most of her days off lying on the beach. I was beginning to form a plan.
When I arrived, I could hear them laughing from outside. Yes. They were definitely drunk. Marie had this casual way of talking about sex that made people let their guard down. I imagined she had already laid most of the groundwork for me. I approached the door and stood outside and just listened for a few minutes. When the laughter finally subsided, this is what I heard.
Michelle: I’ve totally heard stories about Karen, but I didn’t think she was that crazy! Holy shit!
Marie: She was totally into it. I think she has a thing for him, but I’m not really worried.
Michelle: If she thinks his dick is as pretty as you seem to think it is, maybe you should be.
Marie: Right? I can totally get him to show it to you. He doesn’t give a fuck. He’s awesome.
Michelle: Even if I did want to see your boyfriends dick, WHICH I DON’T, it would only be out of curiosity. Facts are facts Marie! Dicks are NOT pretty! HAHA!
That was my cue. I knocked on the door. “Come in!” I heard them say in unison. All I could think about was how Marie had told me that she fantasizes about watching me fucking her friends. This was a very rare opportunity and I was not going to miss it when it knocked.
“I’m sorry, but did I just hear you say that ‘dick’s aren’t pretty?” I asked, smiling as I closed the door behind me. Both girls started laughing hysterically.
“I hope you don’t mind baby, but I told Michelle that you have the most beautiful dick I’ve ever seen. Her contention is that dick’s CAN NOT be attractive.”
Michelle butted in “Don’t get me wrong though. I love dicks. They’re functional, but I’ve never seen one that was actually pleasant to look at. If anything they’re kind of funny looking. No offense.”
“None taken.” I said as I walked into the kitchen. “Can I grab a beer?”
“I don’t have any beer, but you’re welcome to whatever you can find in there.” Michelle answered.
I began to make myself a rum and coke. “Dicks don’t really look funny to me, but I guess that’s because I’ve had one my whole life.” I shouted from the kitchen. I walked back into the living room, drink in hand, and finished “But I’ve never thought of them as ‘pretty’ either.”
“Baby, if you thought dicks were pretty, we probably wouldn’t be dating.” Marie laughed. “But I totally think you have a beautiful wiener.” She finished before sipping her drink.
“Well, I like it.” I said smiling.
“Michelle thinks I’m crazy!” Marie pouted. “Can you just show her?”
Michelle was watching and laughing. “I am not a piece of meat!” I shouted pretending to be hurt.
“Please just keep your dick in your pants.” Michelle laughed. I knew the timing wasn’t right yet. I was still sober and they weren’t. If I made a move then or did anything too bold, it would be out of character and I could have this whole opportunity blow up in my face. I looked at my drink.
“You guys got a huge head start on me. I hope you don’t mind if I try and catch up.” I said as I chugged my drink. Marie and Michelle both hooted as I finished it and headed to the kitchen to make another. When I returned, I brought my drink and also the bottle of rum with me. I took a chug from the bottle and sat it on the coffee table. “I have to side with Michelle on this one. Dick’s aren’t pretty. I’m glad you think mine is, but in general they’re just not attractive. Like, I think of boobs as being attractive. Looking at it purely from a design standpoint, they’re perfect. You have three concentric circles. Tits are like, nature’s bulls-eye.” They were both laughing as I continued my speech. I had them going now. “Plus there are two of them.” I continued. “And Marie has the best tits I’ve ever seen. If you want to show Michelle something beautiful, you should show her those.”
Marie was laughing too hard to take a drink. “I don’t think Michelle will get the same kind of satisfaction from my tits as you do.”
“Probably not.” I smirked as I took another big chug from the bottle.
I kept drinking and refilling their drinks too. I had been there for about an hour and we were playing ‘Never have I Ever.’ Basically, the rules are: You go in a circle. When it’s your turn, you say “Never have I ever—“ and then you say something risque that you have done. If anyone else has done it, you have to take a drink. We were all good and drunk by then and I decided to make my move.
I knew that most women have been told more than once that they had a pretty pussy. It’s a pretty common fact that most straight men think that they are pretty. It was my turn to play and I made my move. “Okay. Never have I ever been told by more than one person that I had ‘attractive’ genetalia.” I said as I took a swig of my drink.
Just as I expected, both girls drank. Then Michelle looked at me and asked, “So someone besides Marie told you that?”
“Yep.” I said proudly.
“Okay, okay. Fine.” Michelle drunkenly smiled. “Let me see it.”
“Seriously?” I asked trying not to appear eager. “I’m afraid it’s been built up too much. I don’t think I can live up to the hype.”
Marie put her hand on my thigh. “Come on, just show her. Even if she doesn’t think so, I still do.”
Here was the crucial part. In order for this to be more than just me flashing them, I had to do it the right way. I had to get Marie turned on. If I just stood up and pulled it through my fly, it might just seem like a strange piece of meat to them. I had to be bold and take it a step further.
“Okay, I’ll do it.” I said and I rose from the couch and stood in front of them. Marie smiled like a child and Michelle chuckled a little. Instead of just pulling it out, I pulled my shirt up and dropped it on the floor. Then slowly, and maintaining eye contact with Michelle, I unfastened my belt. I popped the button and unzipped my fly and then pushed my shorts and underwear all the way down to the floor. I stood up straight and put my fists on my hips. “So that’s it.” I said.
They were both staring at it. I didn’t yet have an erection, but I was aroused. My cock had grown fat and heavy so it appeared a bit bigger than it normally might’ve. Marie smiled. “Well?…”
Michelle broke off her gaze to look at Marie. “Okay. It is nice. I don’t know if I’d call it beautiful, but it is pretty nice.”
I made no attempt to pull up my shorts. I needed Marie to get worked up, so I just stood in front of them, basically dangling it in her face. Both their eyes went back to it and just stared for a moment. Then Marie said “You have to see it hard.” I loved Marie. She could take something so devious and make it sound so innocent.
“Okay.” Michelle smiled. They kept staring at it.
After a moment I confessed “Well, I can’t just ‘make it’ hard.”
“Do you want me to talk dirty?” Marie asked.
“Okay.” I said.
Marie was on a mission. She didn’t hold back for Michelle’s sake. “I want to put your cock in my mouth and just hold it in there and feel it getting harder and harder. Then I want to spit all over my hand and jerk you off.” I could feel the blood beginning to pulse down there, but I tried to hold it back. Marie loved a challenge and I planned to give her one. The rum helped, but only so much. I thought about baseball, or movies. Anything to keep from getting hard too fast. I needed things to escalate. “I want you to rub that fat cock all over my face. I want to feel you deep in my pussy and feel your balls banging against my asshole.” Think earned run averages.. Think runs batted in. Think. Think.
I heard Michelle say “Damn Marie. I knew you had a dirty streak, but fuck!” Now we were getting somewhere.
Marie looked over at Michelle and continued. I did my best to put on a mental block but it was tough. “Then I want to watch Michelle suck your cock.” Michelle’s eyes widened as she looked back to Marie. “I want you to grab the back of her head and fuck her throat.”
“Fuck.” Was all Michelle could get out.
Marie was really getting into it. I was about half way to being fully erect. The clock was ticking. I was counting on Marie to escalate things. She didn’t disappoint.
“I want Michelle to spit on my chest so you can fuck my tits.” She said as she lifted the front of her shirt. “Feel that fat cock slide between my tits.” She continued as she pulled the front of her bra down. When she let go of it, it pushed her perfect nipples upward and it looked so hot. There was no more fighting it, but it was okay. I was almost where I wanted to be. Michelle was looking at Marie’s tits by then and that was all the distraction I needed. My cock was completely hard and I reached up and started stroking it. Marie smiled and said “Yeah, Johnny. Stroke that fat cock.” Michelle’s eyes darted back to me and she saw me stroking my fully erect cock in front of them. She was dumb founded.
It was time to take charge. “Kiss her.” I commanded Marie. She grabbed Michelle’s head and turned it toward hers. With that she pushed her lips hard into Michelle’s and forced her tongue into Michelle’s mouth. Michelle didn’t resist a bit. She aggressively kissed Marie back as she stared at my cock from the corner of her eye before finally closing them and losing herself in the kiss.
I continued to jack off as I watched them kissing. I watched Marie get Michelle just as worked up as she was. I watched and waited for the right moment. Finally, it was time for my next bold move. I stepped closer to them as silently as I could. They both had their eyes closed. I stood between them and slowly leaned forward on the balls of my feet and slowly slid my cock in between their mouths.
Michelle’s eyes popped open, but Marie’s did not. Michelle looked at her, then up at me. We were both so into it, that Michelle went right back into it. They continued to kiss and lick each other’s lips as I gently rocked my hips and slid my cock in and out of their kiss. I finally left it there for a bit longer and Marie took the cue. She started to lick the side of my shaft in long strokes and Michelle watched and soon followed suit. Then Marie took me into her mouth and started blowing me. Michelle backed away and watched as Marie formed a tight ring with her lips and slid it up and down my shaft. “Fuck.” She whispered again. The plan was working, but the deal was not sealed yet. I had to push just a little bit further.
I pulled back and started jacking off again, and just as I had intended, Marie went back to kissing Michelle. I watched them kiss for a few minutes, just waiting for it. I knew Marie. I knew she would do something. I just didn’t know what. Then it happened.
I watched as Marie slowly raised her hand and placed it over Michelle’s breast. She lightly rubbed on it and Michelle moaned softly into her mouth. I waited until Marie felt Michelle’s nipple rise to her touch and found it with her fingertips and gave it a gentle tug. That was it. It was time.
I stepped toward Michelle and rubbed my cock against her cheek. Instinctually, like a baby when she feels her mother’s nipple, she turned her head and wrapped her lips around my cock.
She drew me deeper into her mouth and I knew we had crossed the threshold. Now it was just a matter of choosing a direction. We were all in and going for the ride. Marie looked up at me and bit her lip as she raised her other hand to Michelle’s other breast and began to deeply massage them through her tank top. Michelle was now sucking me in long deep strokes. Her mouth was wet and she was very slow and gentle. I watched as Marie’s face gave away her thoughts. She was going right where I wanted her to go.
She dropped down to her knees beside Michelle and reached for the elastic waistband of Michelle’s boxers. She then slipped her fingers under the elastic and gently eased them down. Michelle never broke her rhythm on my cock as she pressed her feet against the floor and raised her ass off of the couch just enough for Marie to pull off her shorts. She wasn’t wearing any panties. I looked down and noticed the dark triangle of trimmed pubic hair between her legs. Once her shorts were out of the way, she sat back down and spread her legs. Marie knelt down by my feet and placed her hands on Michelle’s thighs as she leaned in and pressed her tongue against Michelle’s clit.
Michelle moaned onto my cock as a bolt of lightning shot through her body. Marie pressed her face harder into her mound as she quickened her strokes on my cock. Michelle’s mouth felt wonderful, but she was no match for Marie in the Blow Job department. I placed my hand on the back of her head and applied slight pressure as I rocked my hips a bit faster. Michelle was receptive and soon she placed her hand on the back of Marie’s head and pulled her into her harder.
I caught Marie stealing glances of Michelle sucking my cock and I could tell that it was really a huge turn on for her. I was trying to get Marie to take the lead. I knew about her fantasies and I wanted her to push them on us. My plan was working.
Finally Marie pulled away from Michelle’s pussy and looked up at us. She sat down next to Michelle on the couch and gave her pussy a few last rubs with her fingers as she said. “I want to watch Johnny fuck you.”
I took a step back and Michelle stood up and took her shirt off. I pulled her into me and kissed her hard. I reached up and massaged her breast as Marie stood up and took off her own top and then her bra. I then laid Michelle down on the couch and climbed on top of her. Marie took off her shorts and panties and sat down on the floor, spreading her legs as I guided my cock into Michelle.
“Fuck that pussy.” Marie goaded as I pushed deep inside of Michelle. Marie wet two of her fingers in her mouth and slipped them into her pussy as she watched me fuck Michelle. Michelle began to moan louder and louder as I followed Marie’s every command. “Fuck her baby. Fuck her hard.” Marie was then rolling her nipple between her fingers and pulling on it violently. “Bury that cock in her little pussy.”
I was pounding Michelle furiously and she was loving it. Moaning so loud I was afraid her neighbors might call the cops. I watched her face tighten up as her breasts bounced with each thrust. I looked over at Marie and found her rubbing her clit faster than I had ever seen her do it before. Her face twisted in knots as she would occasionally slip two or even three fingers deep inside of herself before pulling them out and violently rubbing at her clit again. “Yeah! Yeah! Oh, Fuck that pussy!” she was shouting.
It has been my experience that most women cum a lot faster when they are on top. I could tell that I wasn’t going to last much longer, and I definitely needed Michelle to orgasm if there would ever be a shot of a repeat of the night’s events, so I pulled out of her and plopped down on the floor, pulling her along with me. I pulled her thigh across my lap with her facing Marie and lowered her onto my cock. I grabbed hold of her hips and began thrusting deep inside her again and made sure that she could see everything that Marie was doing and that Marie had a clear view of us as well. It had to be perceived and remembered as a shared experience.
Michelle really started to get into it and was riding me vigorously. We both watched Marie as she rubbed her pussy faster and faster. I could tell that Marie would be cumming soon so I reached up and wrapped my arms around Michelle and squeezed her nipples as she bounced on my cock. That totally did the job for Marie, and we watched as her body shook and tiny squirts of white fluid dripped from between her fingers and down her asshole.
Michelle had found her rhythm by then and was getting close to cumming too. I flexed my hips upward and pushed my cock forward as far as I could in hopes of finding her G-spot. I think I did, because She screamed and I felt a warm gush of fluid surround my cock. She was a trooper though. She didn’t stop, but rather bore down and tightened her inner muscles around me and grinded harder and harder until I knew I was going to spew.
“I’m cumming!” I shouted into the night as I pulled her off of me and stood up as quickly as I could. I grabbed my cock and started jacking off, using Michelle’s juices as lubricant. Marie clammered over to me and knelt in front of me as I jacked my cock. Michelle then stood by my side and slipped her hand under mine. I let go and Michelle began to jerk me as I kissed her and squeezed her tits. It did slow things down a bit, but she did an amazing job. After about thirty seconds, I was on the verge of climax again. “Fuck. Fuck!” I muttered as Michelle drew my load from me. We both stared down at my cock and Marie’s waiting face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. I sprayed my cream onto her face and into her mouth as Michelle stroked it out of me. She actually managed to get most of it into Marie’s mouth.
Once I was completely spent, Marie opened her eyes and closed her mouth. She smiled as Michelle and I both heard her swallow my jizz. She then picked up her shorts and wiped the rest of my cum off of her face before standing up and kissing Michelle.
When they broke apart, Michelle turned and leaned toward me. “You guys rock.” She said as she kissed me deeply. Then Marie and I kissed. I was on a role. I had only been with Marie for two weeks and had already had two threesomes, not to mention some of the best sex I’d ever had in my life.
The three of us sat around naked all night, drinking and talking dirty. We all had a good time and I felt confident that we would be visiting Michelle again. She was a part of it now, just like Karen was. My mind wandered. How far could I possibly take this? How far was Marie willing to go with me? How far was I willing to go with her? They were all questions that filled me with delight.
Before the sun came up, I got them to put on a little show for me while I jacked off. Then Michelle told us that she wanted to watch the two of us have sex. We never did sleep that night. We just hung out naked together pushing one another to go one step further. It was brilliant. I couldn’t wait until the next time the three of us got together. I was completely crazy about Marie and I knew she felt the same way about me. Yes indeed, I had definitely met my match.
To be continued…

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Fiction

A Sister in Need…..

This work of fiction is mine and is not to be copied without my permission, first time writing a story please keep comments positive or constructive, I don’t condone incest which is why this is a work of fiction so please don’t call me a sick pervert I have no control over what gets me horny and I can safely assume that neither do any of you. Be warned this story contains incest, anal, watersports, and enemas if none of this is your bag or any of it for that matter press back now, you have been warned.

True Story

Massage Gone Awry

This is a true story. I have given hundreds of massages to athletes and nothing ever happen, then my friend asks me to do him a favor and give his extremely hot wife a massage.

Fantasm

It all started when…… Part 1

This is a work of fiction that i hope i can create a series out of. Please do not take any of this to heart again it’s only for viewing and erotic pleasure please no comments about how i’m a racist sexist bastard it a waste of time and space. Thanks Enjoy.

True Story

Tit Slave

My wife and I have had a good sex life over the years. But sex can become mundane and every so often you have try new ways and ideas. My wife is in her forties and has a 42-32-40 figure and in good shape. But we needed something new to spice up our love life.
I decided to work on her biggest asset, her huge tits. She has incredible large (DD) tits and loves to have them played with and sucked. I started her off with nipple suckers (all types), chains with weights and eventually a breast pump. She has gone from a 42 DD bust to a 46 E with two inch nipples that when not aroused are at least one inch long. Also, her nipple diameter has increased to three quarters of an inch.
The nipple suckers, weights and breast pump have done their jobs. When we first started she would cum very quickly when trying these new toys. But now she needs new experiences to keep her pussy cumming.
So we tried going out in public and slowly got her to show them off. I convinced her to go for rides along the river with just a t-shirt, blazer and dungarees on. Eventually she would get bolder and show them off.
I even had her riding around at night along the river with either her chains and weights on or a pair of small snake bite suction cups that just cover her big nipples. This would drive her wild and make her cum over and over.
The next step was to have her wear the t-shirt outfit and stop at an intersection and ask a guy for directions. She couldn’t stop cumming after the first time. She asked the guy for directions and all he could do was stare at her big tits. Her nipples would start to grow and the guy, I bet, was cumming in his pants.
One night we even asked a woman at an intersection for directions and she couldn’t stop staring at my wife and this really got my wife off that night. She even let two guys go with us to show the way and got out with them and let them feel her up and eventually suck her off. She did not let them play with her pussy or screw her because she still was scared to go that far.
This past summer on a hot night, we went out again and this time she let a woman show us the way and we parked and the woman sucked her off for a good hour before she finished.
When we got home, my wife was horny and wanted to be fucked. We use a condom because she is still afraid she’ll get pregnant and couldn’t wait. Just as we were starting to head to the bed room our door bell rang. It was the next door neighbor. It was about 1 AM and this surprised us and I went to the door and let them in. They wanted to borrow our VCR camera to take to a family outing the next day.
I let them in and my wife gave up thinking I was going to screw her tonight and it seemed that the neighbors wanted to talk. She invited them into the kitchen for coffee and kept her blazer closed so her tits and nipples weren’t sticking out.
I got the camera and we sat down to drink our coffee. When I asked for some milk, the neighbor volunteered to get up and get it out of the refrigerator. When he came back he poured some into my cup but when he started to pour it into my wife’s cup he missed and got it all over her blazer and also on her t-shirt. My wife jumped up and the neighbor started to rub the milk off of her but it really looked like he was feeling up her tits. My wife resisted momentarily but then started to let him feel her up. To my surprise, his wife didn’t say a thing but just watched him slowly feel up my wife’s tits through the blazer,
My wife was really enjoying this and so was my neighbor’s wife. I also was getting a hard on just watching my wife get a good feel. What happen next totally amazed me when he told her to unbutton her blazer. She didn’t hesitate and unbuttoned which made her confined tits burst out. Her nipples were fully out, all two inches, and wanting more. The wife just said “Damn, those are big fucking white tits and nipples.” This made my wife squirm and thrust her tits out even more.
What really got my wife going was probably that she was being felt up by a black man. She never tried to show off her tits to a black man or woman but I knew this really turned her on. Next he told her to push her fucking big tits out and keep them out. She did without hesitating. He then told my wife to look at his wife and let her feel up her tits and nipples. She shuddered when the neighbor’s wife black hands started to feel her and pinch her nipples. She was cumming but they weren’t through with her yet.
He told her to take off the blazer and pull up the t-shirt. She did and now both of them had their hands all over her massive tits. They pinched and pulled her nipples until she let out a cry. “Shut up bitch,” he said to her and she immediately stopped. “My wife is going to suck your big white nipples and I want you to feed her your nipple and tit,” he ordered. My wife thrust her tit and nipple as far as she could into the black womans mouth.
“Bitch, look at my cock,” he told her and as my wife did she could see his cock getting bigger and bigger as the wife sucked hard on her nipple. “You want more?” he asked my wife and she said yes. “What did you say?” he asked her. “Yes please, suck me more,” she replied.
He then pulled up her free tit and started to nurse off of her nipple. Slowly he pulled more and more of her tit into his mouth. My wife is big and he sucked in a lot of tit and nipple. I was surprised at how much he could get into his mouth. Now the wife started to order my wife by telling her to watch him suck her like she was nursing him like a baby. My wife was now following his rhythm and giving him all she had as if he was milking her.
“Take his cock out and jerk him off, bitch,” she told her. My wife unzipped him and pulled out his big cock. “You want him don’t you bitch,” she said. My wife started to shake her head no and he just sucked her harder..
“The bitch isn’t cooperating honey. We’ll have to break her,” she said. Now his wife sucked my wife’s other tit into her mouth and they both sucked as hard as they could and it looked like they were trying to get milk out of her.
“You want to let us milk you, right bitch,” he said. My wife shook her head yes. “Well then do as we say and you will get your wish,” he said. Now they both quit sucking and mashed my wife’s nipples over and over until she almost passed out. “Now bitch, do as we say.” My wife nodded yes.
He told us to follow them to their house and both of them led my wife out the door by holding her nipples. He still had his black cock out but didn’t even try to put it into his pants. “Come on bitch, lets go,” he said to my wife. Take the camera also he told me to follow.
We walked out the door in plain site to all and crossed the street with him and his wife pulling my wife’s nipples and his cock hanging out. We went into their house and they took my wife down the stairs to their basement with me filming all of this. He told me to watch how they were going to get my wife to do anything and everything they want.

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Fantasy

Misha, Grace Part 2- Danielle Comes Home Early

I’d had the most amazing night so far with my little sister and her hot friend. I had never imagined my visit would have resulted in a sexual revolution. As I sat in the hot tub with these two nubile young girls I had just plowed, there was some noise coming from the driveway. It was the hunting dogs at the lower house, something had set them off and they were barking up a storm.
Misha and Grace looked at each other with a surprised look on their faces and before I could ask them what was going on, they had hopped out of the Jacuzzi and headed for the back door of the house. As Misha was closing the door behind her I heard her exclaim in a loud whisper, “Mom’s home early!”.
Not knowing how much time I had and not wanting to be running into the house completely naked, I decided the smart move would be to stay put since all of my clothing was in the house. I had hoped that Misha & Grace had the sense enough to pick the items up in the living room as they entered the house but there was no way for me to know, so all of these scenarios are racing through my head. How the hell am I going to get out of this mess? What will Danielle do if she finds out there was any foul play at all. I’m 20 years older than either of these girls. What if she calls the cops on me? Would she do that?
I sat there pruning for what seemed like an hour, (probably only a few minutes), thinking about the trouble I could be in but hoping there was no evidence left and that Danielle had gone straight to bed. Then, the door opened. At first, nothing, then Danielle emerged wearing her robe and house slippers. She closed the door behind her and strolled over to the edge of the hot tub, leaning over the side she looked at me and smiled.
“Have a good night?” she asked. My stomach was now in my throat. Not knowing if I’d been caught or not I decided to take a shot at innocence.
“Ya, sure, It’s been nice & quiet just the way I remember it.”
“Good” she said, “Mind if I join you or are you about done out here?”
“Of course not, come on in.” I replied, “I’ve been here a while but I can stay a bit longer”
At this point, I was relieved in thinking I had gotten away with the sexual encounter with my 15 year old sister and her friend but still a bit nervous as to how I would explain the fact that I was stark naked in the Jacuzzi without so much as a towel. And then…
“You don’t have a towel.” she said.
“Ya, I forgot to bring one out”
“Well, that’s OK, I don’t have one either” she replied.
Then Danielle climbed to the top of the hot tub stairs and stood at the edg, shook the slippers off of her feet and began to undo the belt on her robe. As the belt fell away and the robe began to loosen, I tried not to look too closely and stared into the water, but as the robe fell away, I was surprised to find that she too was going to skinny dip. My eyebrows raised up and I tried to look away but couldn’t help myself and found my eyes wandering back to get a glimpse. She turned to face away from me and step back into the Jacuzzi butt first. This was just what I needed, the opportunity to get a great look at the ass I used to fantasize about as a young man.
Danielle was only a few years older than me and very hot! I guess she was about 5 feet tall and very thin like my sister. A nice firm, round ass and perfect hand sized breasts. As she sank into the water, I followed the bubbles that climbed the crack of her ass and then up the small of her back. She turned around as she reached the bench seat and I watched her very erect nipples as they sank slowly into the water in front of me. Now completely fixated on her hot little body, I realized what a fool I had just made of myself and my eyes moved from the water where here tits had just been to her face. She hadn’t missed a beat. She said, “Jason?” “Did you just look me over?”
Not wanting to be too forward and not knowing if she could see my hard on through the bubbles or if she even knew I was pant-less, I said, “Sorry about that, I guess I’m just tired from the long drive and didn’t even realize it”
“Oh Jason.” She said, “Still playing the shy boy routine are you?”
Not really entirely sure how to respond I just said “Ya”
“You know Jason” she said as she headed out to the center of the tub and closer to me, “I know what you used to do in your room after we had been alone and talking in the living room.” “Remember those nights?” she asked.
She was referring to the spank sessions I used to have, especially after dad had passed away, I used to fantasize about Danielle all the time and not just when I came to visit. She was one of my best spanking fantasies for most of my life.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yes Jason, really, and I probably had almost as many good fantasies about you over the years too.”
Now my cock was raging hard again and I had new and exciting ideas racing though my head when under the cover of the bubbles I felt her hands glide up my thighs and come to rest just below my balls. Fixed on one another, we stared into each others eyes.
“Why Jason! You’re not wearing a suit either!” she exclaimed.
“Nope” I said almost breathless.
Her hands continued to roam, one hand found my balls and cupped them ever so gently as the other hand wrapped around my cock and rested with soft but firm grip just above the base. My eyes rolled back in my head and I laid my head back against the side of the tub. She began to slowly stroke my cock and massage the patch just behind my balls. I looked up again to see her face now only a couple of inches from mine. Any thoughts of wrong were now far gone from my head and I leaned out to get a taste. Our lips met. The water from the Jacuzzi acting as additional lubricant made for a very wet, very hot, sloppy kiss. As our tongues rolled around together she continued to jerk me softly and the finger that had been massaging the patch behind my balls had migrated back to the crack of my ass and was now tickling my asshole. She bobbed her finger in & out of my hole just slightly and driving my absolutely CRAZY!
Gaining some composure back I thought to myself, how about some reciprocation? So I reached down to feel a nicely trimmed patch below her belly. I followed it down until I could feel her swollen lips. Slowly and softly I began to run my fingers the full length of her lips from her asshole to her clit. We moaned softly together. It was a very nice moment and had brought me back completely after a sex-capade that I would have normally considered to have wiped me out for the night.
I didn’t want to ruin the moment but at the same time, I realized I was pruning like crazy, I suggested we get to a more comfortable place to continue. (And if you’ve ever had sex in a Jacuzzi, you know, it’s not very good. The chlorine water kills your natural lubricant).
Danielle agreed and we began to exit the tub. As we stepped out, she grabbed her robe in one hand and my cock with the other and led me to the doorway. I hesitated and looked towards the part of the house where Mishas room would be. Danielle leaned into me and gave my cock a good squeeze and said, “It’s OK, they’re fast asleep.”
We entered the house and stepped softly to Danielles room closing the door behind us. She pointed to the bed signaling me to lay down there and she continued on into the bathroom. A moment later, she emerged with a bottle of lube in one hand and a tiny anal vibrator in the other. “Who’s that for?” I asked. “For you of course, I have plans for something else in mine.” She answered. She then explained that since dad had gone, she had been forced to find new ways of pleasing herself and that she had used this device many times on herself while fantasizing about my cock in her ass.
She climbed up on the bed and straddled me just above my rock hard cock. I could feel my tip touching her crack as she maneuvered for position. She set the vibrator off to the side and then dumped a large wad of lube in one hand. She reached around behind her and wrapped her lubed hand around my member giving a grip and spilling lube all up & down my cock. She then began to stroke me from tip to base to ensure total lubrication. I was in such heaven, I reached up to cup her still perfect little hand size tits and gave a very gentle squeeze. After a couple of moments, she lifted her body up over my cock and positioned my cock to her wet hole. My head pierced her hot, wet lips and I could feel the tightness of her sweet cunt beginning to engulf my head. Holy CRAP! This woman was almost as tight as her 15 year old daughter! She nudged downward and my cock disappeared inside my stepmother. I thrust upward feel her lips spread at the base of my cock and my balls against her ass cheeks. She gave a slight sigh and looked down at me with a sexy grin. She then planted both hands on my chest and began a back & forth thrusting motion dragging my cock head against the walls of her pussy as it went in & out. Her pace quickened as she grew hotter and her hands gripped my chest tighter almost digging her nails into my skin. It was a bit painful but added to the thrill. She continued for a while at a fast pace and then slowed down a bit, then slowing some more and nearly still. Then with her head all the way down, her hair draped down on my chest, she peered between her legs and lifted herself upward until only the tip of my cock was still inside her, then slowly down again until my cock was buried. “I love watching.” She said quietly and flexed her inner muscles to grip my cock as hard as she could, then lifted herself up and then down again and again slowly gripping my cock with her pussy each time she reached the base.
After a few minutes, I reached up to her head, pushed her hair back behind her shoulders to reveal her gorgeous face and said “I like to watch too.” Then I rolled her over, my cock still in all the way to the hilt and positioned her on her back with her legs bent and her knees all the way back to her chest. This gave us both a very nice view and I continued to slowly pull my cock out to the tip, then back in all the way where she would grip my cock again with her pussy. GOD DAM-IT!!!
I then began to quicken my pace as we bucked back & forth in unison. She became more & more stationary as the speed picked up until she was nearly still as I pounded her as fast and as hard as I could. The slapping of our bodies as they collided was loud and getting louder as the lubricant spread further and further out from its origin. The headboard began to crash into the wall behind us and the old wood floors were beginning to creek. If the girls had gone to sleep there was little chance they were sleeping through this!
After a good long pounding I began to bring us back to a soft, slow pace. I looked at Danielles face which was still a bit crinkled as she was still gritting her teeth and breathing heavily. I went in to try to kiss her and she pushed back until she had pushed me off & out. She sat up & grabbed my arms forcing me back against the headboard. I sat upright as she backed her way up to me. She grabbed my cock and hastily shoved herself down on in. Then taking my right hand, she pulled it up to her face and began to suck on 3 of my fingers as she rocked back & forth slightly on my cock. I looked forward to see that she had a mirror on the desk in front of the bed so I was now watching my cock enter her from across the room. She then took my hand from her mouth and down to her clit where she furiously pushed in a swirling motion and then left me to continue. I followed her direction and continued to ravage her swollen clit with my saliva soaked fingers. With the other arm I wrapped around her body and caressed her tits, and ran my hand up & down her entire body, stopping only briefly each time I reached her breasts to give them a good squeeze. I ran my hand from her patch up her belly, through the valley between her tits and up to her neck where I stayed for a moment. This got her very hot and she began to buck roughly on my cock.
She reached up over her head to grab hold of mine as once again the pace quickened. I fucked her as hard as I could while still furiously rubbing on her swollen clit. This went on for a couple of minutes until her head bucked and she shouted, “Oh Fuck Jason YES!” “I’m CUMMING!!”
I slowed my pace to a near stop. Her pussy gripping my cock with vengeance as her body trembled. I could feel each phase of her orgasm through my cock and it was incredible!
As her orgasm subsided and she began to relax, she looked into the mirror where she could see me smiling and asked, “Did you jerk off earlier or what?”, “How in the world are you lasting so long?” I wasn’t about to tell her the truth but just then a voice came from across the room, “I can answer that.”
I couldn’t believe my eyes! (Or my ears) It was Misha and standing next to her was Grace, both of them still totally nude! Accept for Misha’s socks of course. I had no idea what to say at this point but as soon as I saw them, my cock jumped and grew a bit bigger. As I was still inside Danielle, she felt the whole thing.
“Have you been a naughty big brother Jason?” Danielle asked.
“Fuckin’ A” Grace replied grinning from ear to ear. Then looking at Misha, they both giggled a bit.
Danielle reached down and grabbed the base of my cock which was the only part not inside her and with 2 fingers squeezed tightly and said, “Why don’t you girls come over here and help me finish him off?”
Without a word, Misha & Grace hopped up on the bed and positioned themselves between our legs. Misha reached down & grabbed my cock where Danielle had just been and continued with the job. Grace leaned in and began a tongue war with Danielle while stroking Danielles clit the way I had just been. My hands moved from Danielles body to Grace, I felt all up & down her hot little body, caressing them both as I watched them squirm over me. I didn’t know where to go with my hands so they just went everywhere from Grace to Danielle and back to Grace. After a few minutes, Danielle moved from her perch on top of me and positioned Misha in her place. Her back against my chest, I could feel the heat of her body as my cock came in contact with her pussy’s entrance once more. Misha sat down and her hot box swallowed my cock. Danielle then moved grace face down in Mishas crotch and Grace began eating on Mishas clit. I watched as Grace devoured Misha and this making Misha squirm and rile atop my hard on. Meanwhile, Danielle had gone to the bathroom again and this time had come out wearing a strap on that was almost exactly the same size as I am. She lubed it generously and headed to the back of Grace.
At first, she knelt down and buried her face in little Graces box. This made Grace moan which made Misha moan which made me almost lose my load! But I kept it together and watched as Danielle stood up and positioned herself to enter Grace with this fat red, white & blue fuck toy. She leaned inward and I could see Grace’s ass widen slightly as the strap on entered her. Grace moaned again with a little more grunt this time and Danielle began to fuck my sisters friend from behind. Misha then turned her head to see me and said, “Lets do side by side.”
So she moved to a spot beside Grace and I got up and walked over next to Danielle who was really enjoying fucking Grace. She looked over at Misha’s ass in the air next to Grace and as I lifted my cock up to Mishas lips, Danielle smiled with delight and whispered in my ear, “Wait Jason”, “let’s do this together.”
She pulled the dildo out of Grace and positioned it just outside the now soaking wet lips of Grace. We looked at each other and at once, both of us entered the sweet hot nubile pussies knelt in front of us. As we fucked slowly in unison, Danielle looked over at my cock sliding in & out of her young daughter and grinned. “Let’s switch” she said gently.
I obliged and we swapped fuckholes. I took Grace, Danielle entered Misha. We fucked for a while quickening the pace. It was just a show for Danielle but I couldn’t help myself. Once I get going, I just go faster naturally. We would fuck the girls from behind for a bit, then switch and fuck a bit longer. All the while, Misha & Grace with their heads turned in towards each other would kiss for a while, then pull away to bark out loud and moan with pleasure, then back to those hot, wet kisses. I think Danielle enjoyed it as much as I did. Then after a little while she broke off and grabbed the little anal vibrator she had left earlier. I reached out for it but she moved it away from my grasp and said, “Not for you!”
She handed it to Grace and said, “That’s the only other toy I have at the moment but I didn’t want you to be left out for the next few minutes”
Then Danielle crawled up on the bed and took the position I had been in with her dildo pointed straight up. “Over here Misha” She said. Misha climbed up over the rubber dong and slowly sat down until it was all gone. Mother fucking daughter too! Holy Fucking Shit!!!!!!
Just then Danielle leaned her head around to see me standing there staring and as she thrust upward into my sister, asked me “Are you going to join us or what?”
Without another moment passing I climbed up on the bed behind my sister and pushed her forward revealing the strap on buried deep inside her and exposing the tight little ass I had fucked earlier that night. I grabbed the bottle of lube and dumped and pile on the small hole. Using my cock, I spread it around and then took position. As I pushed, the head of my cock slipped in and Misha yelped. I looked over her shoulder to see Danielle biting her lip with pleasure. I pushed in further slowly gaining entry until I had reached the end. I laid over the both of them under me and slowly began to thrust back & forth. Danielle followed and we began to double fuck my baby sister. We found a good opposing rhythm as I fucked inward in Mishas ass, Daniell would be pulling the dildo outward from Mishas drenched pussy. We rocked back & forth slamming the two tiny holes until Misha screamed out loud and her ass cheeks squeezed so hard on my cock I thought we had broken something. Then as we lay still, I could feel Misha trembling under me and her breathing slowing. “That was the most fucking unbelievable fucking orgasm I’ve ever fucking had” Misha said as her body fell limp under me.
I looked back over my shoulder to see Grace in the corner on a chair frantically rubbing her clit with the small vibrator Danielle had handed her. “My turn?” she asked.
“Oh you must!” Misha exclaimed as she squirmed her way out from between Danielle & I.
Grace jumped up and climbed onto the bed. She turned to face me and backed up onto the dildo. “I want you on top” Grace said looking at me as she lowered her un-lubed ass over the dildo. As she pressed down onto the rubber manhood, she took my hands and guided me inward and over her body. Her pelvis bobbed up & down as she rocked the dildo in & out of her ass. Her pussy soaking wet needed nothing else but my cock. I moved in and began to press my head into Grace’s hole. As I entered, she gave a soft moan and wrapped her arms around me pulling me in tight. We locked into a passionate kiss as I began thrusting inward still somewhat gently. As I reached full entry and my cock completely engulfed inside of Grace, she held on tight with her arms around me and wrapped her thin little legs up over my ass and locked them with her ankles. Danielle began thrusting as well and we soon found a good rhythm again. The pace swiftly quickened and soon I had to prop myself up with my arms so that I could keep the rhythm and keep pace with Danielles ass fucking.
“Oh! FUCK! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, FUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!” Grace creamed! She had made it as well, Danielle and I again slowed a near stop as Grace fell quiet and we let her body finish it’s earthquake like orgasm.
Danielle again looked over the shoulder of the young girl between us and this time she said, “Your turn Jason”.
“Huh?” I answered.
“Get your ass over here boy!” said my stepmother.
Somewhat reluctantly I pulled my cock from the perfectly puckers lips of Graces hot snatch. Grace got up from where her ass was perched. I turned around and began to back up to where the strap on pointed upward. When I turned around, there were Misha & Grace following me back. As I steadied myself over the dildo, still very unsure I would enjoy this, Misha added a handful of lube to my crack. Her application felt divine, rubbing her little hand up & down my crack and slipping a finger in my hole with each pass. This relaxed me enough that Danielle could begin her assent. She slowly pushed upward until the rubber head was at my entrance. She reached around my waste as to ensure I wouldn’t try to escape and began to pull as she pushed upward with her hips. It hurt when the head of the rubber cock went in but she paused and after a moment, it was not so bad.
I slid down the strap on, Mish & Grace took hold of my cock, Misha with her hand wrapped at the base of my cock and Grace gripped just below my tip. They began to gently jerk me off while trading positions over my tip to suck on it. Meanwhile Danielle began her thrusting. Knowing how sensitive my hole would be, she took it easy on me at first but soon found it too irresistible and the 3 of them began to increase their rhythm. Everything sped up and the rhythm was again fast and hard. My stepmom fucking my asshole with a strap on and my little sister and her best friend feverishly jerking me off and slurping every bit of pre-cum from my tip.
I looked up to see the view of the girls on my cock and as I was taking it in, I noticed the view in the mirror across the room. A perfect view of my ass getting pounded by a dildo and two HOT young things fighting for a sip of hot cum. That was my trigger! I could feel the pressure building and before I knew it I was blowing my load all over the faces of Misha & Grace. They traded position back & forth each to catch the next blast of sweet salty. Danielle held her position deep inside my ass and watched her girls get painted with hot white goo.
Never in my life have I had a more powerful orgasm! I shot load after load and the girls took turns sucking on my tip and then licking the overflow from each others face, kissing passionately as if it would be the last time they’d ever get any.
My orgasm finally subsided and we all lay lifeless on the bed, every face with a satisfied grin and beet red from the struggle to get there.
Danielle sat up after a few moments and said, “It’ll be light soon, what’s say we catch the sunrise from the Jacuzzi and then have some breakfast?”
Misha followed with, “OK, then let’s play some cards…”

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9 year old adventure

Okay this is my first story about me and a friend we will call Dylan for now. All the events that happen in this story are 100% true at all times they happened when I was 9 and Dylan was 14. If you have any comments about my story please feel free to tell me so I can know how I am doing.
The first story I will tell is the first experience I had with Dylan. It was a nice summer day in early July it was not long after the 4th of July and we were all hanging out the weekend after the 4th. All of us that were there was me, Dylan, Dave who was 10, And my best friend Brianna that was 9 also. Brianna and Dave were two other kids that lived on our road. We were spending the day swimming, playing tag and other things that we always did. When the sun started to go down and we had to go home we had the idea to spend the night at my house. My mom said we could but Dave’s parents wouldn’t let him so it was me, Dylan and Brianna . If your wondering why my mom let two boys and a girl stay at the same house and in the same room it is because we were so young my mom never thought about us having sex.
After we were at my house for we did the usual little kid games we played hide and seek, boardgames, video games, and watched TV and Movies. After we were tired we decided to go to bed Brianna got my bed and Dylan and me got the floor. After we made our bed and were lying on the floor we were watching TV and a commercial can on about Girls gone Wild. I was watching the commercial not thinking anything of it because of my age. But I looked over at Dylan noticed that he was moving a lot ( at that time I had never jacked off before and I didn’t know what he was doing ) and I asked him what he was doing. He looked over at me without stopping and said “making myself feel good”.
I asked him how that made him feel good. He said “rubbing yourself like that makes you feel good”. And after a couple of questions I had a small understanding about masturbation. And when I knew about what it was he told me to join him so I pulled my small 3 ½ dick out and started rubbing it. It was already hard when I started rubbing it and doing the really did feel just how he said. After a while of rubbing my dick I remembered that one time I had walked in on my mom and dad without them noticing me and I watched as my mom was rubbing my dads dick then she put in her mouth.
With remembering what I had seen my mom do to my dad I went down under the covers and on top of Dylan. At first he wasn’t expecting me and I jumped him but after he knew I was there he stopped rubbing himself. I quickly grabbed him with my hand and then took him in my mouth. His dick was much longer than mine from what I can tell it was 6 ½ long and it took me a while to be able to keep him in my mouth. After sucking him for a while I got used to it and I really started to enjoy it. I loved the taste and how my tongue rolled around the head and down the shaft. After a while he stood up and had me suck him on my knees which I liked this way better it felt easier.
After about five minuets of us in this position I heard a noise come from behind me and before we could stop Brianna was next to me and Dylan. I instantly stopped and looked at her she had a huge expression of surprise on her face and she couldn’t even talk. She asked what we were doing and I couldn’t find any words to say but after a second I noticed she didn’t have any pants or panties on and I went right for her private area ( at this point you may be a little confused about how I knew abut pussies and not masturbation well that is all thanks to my parents and their idea that I could wait for masturbation but I should learn about sex. ) Before she knew what to do I had her on the ground and I used my tongue to please her as well after about four minuets of eating her pussy I stopped and she had stopped freaking out. She calmly got up and asked what I was doing to Dylan. I told her about what had happened to us earlier and how we got to that and then I remembered she wasn’t wearing pants or panties so I then asked her about it and she had told me she had a crush on Dylan and had hoped he would get in bed with her.
Suddenly my innocent best friend wasn’t so innocent anymore. Then I thought of something that maybe our fun night didn’t have to stop. I said “well if you want Dylan so bad he is right there. She quickly blushed and her face got bright red. “Well” I said. “Shut up” she said. “Okay I’ll do it” She said in a sexy tone. I led her over in front of Dylan and got her on her knees I was also on my knees. I grabbed his dick and started sucking it gently. I then took my mouth off it and let Brianna try she tried sucking it to fast and chocked on it. I had to walk her through how to suck it without chocking. After that she was sucking like a pro.
We then tried a new position where I got on one side of his dick and she got on the other side. When I would go down one side she sucked the head when I came back up she went down and I sucked the head. We were doing this for about ten minuets until Dylan said he was gonna cum I had no idea what he meant but Brianna must of because she pulled off her top and showed she wasn’t wearing a bra her boobs weren’t very big but she got them prematurely and when she pressed them together they stuck out and made good looking breasts. She pulled me close to her and told me to open my mouth and the Dylan cam soaking me and Brianna with his cum all over.
After about two minuets of exhausted breathing he asked both of us if we wanted to have sex. I was curious about it but Brianna was saying no. Finally I said “sure” he looked at me and smiled saying “great, can’t wait”.after he went and got some cream from the bathroom and told me to get on all fours he then put a layer of cream on my ass and on my hole he then had me suck his cock. He turned me around and began to insert himself into me. The first push hurt like hell but I soon found the pain replaced by pleasure.
He continued fucking my ass for what seemed like forever but was around ten minuets. Brianna had moved down to my ass where Dylan’s cock was going in an out of my ass and began pushing and pulling my ass cheeks. She eventually pulled out his cock and started rubbing it until Dylan said he was gonna cum again she got his cock back in my ass as he started cumming. He filled my ass up with his cum up to the point that it started to come out. He pulled his dick out and Brianna sucked it clean. I could tell I was going to have a great summer.
Hope you liked it please tell me if you want more of my stories because I do have many more.

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My Muslim Widow Aunt Seduces Me

Aunt Sheen is the typical Muslim woman, complete with Hijab and Abaya. Looking at her you wouldn’t be able to tell the immense lust and desperation she had for sex. Although I had already slept with a few members of my huge family Aunt Sheen was the last person I thought I would get to fuck.

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trying part 2

The first part of my story met with mixed results so I hope this time I put my story across abit better.
As Saturday was getting closer I was walking around in an almost constant state of arousal as Geoff had been a bit distant from me but typical man said nothing was wrong and so I kept the topic of Saturday quiet as It looked like he was regretting what had happened.
But as soon as Geoff was out the door each morning I would go and get a large carrot from the fridge and go back to bed I didn’t even need to get myself worked up my body was craving an orgasm as soon as I was awake, sometimes more than one.
On the Thursday i went shopping and as I looked at the carrots for the right shape I looked over at the cucumbers and just felt myself redden thinking about sliding one up between my lips, I got two large carrots and a cucumber that was slim one end but thick the other, the rest of the shopping was done in a daze and I just wanted to get my little friends home, unfortunately when I did get home Geoff called to say he was on his way home.
That night I cooked a lovely meal including using up the carrots that I had been using during the week which made me smile each time he ate one, after the food I tried to get my man interested in a little bit of fun but he just said he was to tired, fucking barstard.
My night time dreams started as the same scenario each time I follow Geoff into the back rooms and I strip naked and he parades me around if anyone shows any interest he gives me to them to use as they so wish, but the dream Thursday i was now fantasising about groups of men looking at me and I was walking around on my own bending over myself freely to anyone that wanted me, Geoff no longer came into it.
When I woke up I was covered in sweat from the night and Geoff asked if I was ok and I just replied that I had had a bad nightmare, he just shrugged his shoulders and left to play soldier, as soon as he was gone I got out of bed and went straight to the fridge I picked up the two carrots and just looked at the cucumber wondering if I should or not, I put my hand down to my lips and realised how wet I was, I took hold of the larger end of the cucumber and held it up in front of me with my other hand I guided one of the carrots to my lips and only gave a small push but being wetter than I ever had been a good few inches went straight in my legs clamped around my hand and carrots as the sensation surprised me as I relaxed I pushed a bit deeper and then felt the second carrot pushing its way in again I shivered and clamped my legs waiting for the come down and as I did so I pushed both carrots in without trouble until my fingers were brushing against my soaking pussy, I was still sat on my legs infront of the open fridge as the intense orgasm shook my body feeling like it was going to rip me apart, I fell onto my back trying to catch my breath as I started to gently stroke around my lips and felt the carrots fall out onto the floor and then looked over at my other hand still holding the cucumber lifting my hand I let the larger end fall to the floor and held the smaller end in my hand and brought it round to my wide open legs and before I had chance to have second thoughts I started to work it in finding it although larger than anything I had taken before was going in a few extra inches at each push until atleast 8 inches were buried as I started pushing in and out I started to fantasise that I was performing for a group of men all standing there wanking there big hard cocks grabbing my tits and arse pushing cock after cock in to my mouth and arse as a great big cock pounded and stretched me.
With my free hand I found one of the carrots and lifting my arse I pushed it in all the way not careing that it hurt and then grabbed the other and started sucking my own juices of it just as I would a mans cock, as I did so I would feel the carrot in my arse coming free and would ram it back in and saying things like its your turn to use my arse now pretending it was a different mans cock, the carrot for my mouth I would wipe around the mass of juices pouring out of my lips until the most amazing orgasm ever ( up until then ) hit me like a firework I rammed the objects into me as far as they would go as my body stiffened so much I thought I would shatter my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I felt exhausted but full of life at the same time.
I opened my eyes and realised that I had fallen asleep right where I was the cucumber was still embedded in my now sore pussy and as I carefully pulled it out I spasmed another small orgasm making my legs shake and my body weak again, I turned over on my hands and knees and realised the carrot in my arse was still there I pulled it gently and put it to the side knowing which barstard would be having that for his meal tonight.
I cleaned everything up and went for a shower realising I had fallen asleep for quite a while and Geoff would be back in an hour or too, when I came backdown I could smell my pussyjuice everywhere so getting the mop a small bit of water and lemonfresh floor cleaner I masked the smell and set about making myself as normal as I could and around 4 i started preparing the meal making sure I knew which carrot would go on which plate.
At 5 geoff came in with a face like thunder saying that he had been put on guard duty on Saturday and that as off Monday they were all on 24hours notice to deploy. I asked him what about our plans for Saturday night and he just looked at me as though I had asked him for a new car or something.
I ran down stairs crying and he came down and apologised and said that he would take me to get my little rubber friend on Sunday, I smiled at him and said thankyou for remembering his promise but then he added that, that was all it would be to get a toy then home as he wanted to spend the night at home with me before he went to barracks on Monday.
Damn shit, but then I realised I was home alone all day Saturday and Saturday night, and so I told him that I was going into the city up the road to get him something special for Sunday, but realy I knew it was me that intended to get lots of nice cock sized presents from whom ever wanted to fuck any of my holes and I had all night to get lots.
Part 3 soon my trip to the sex kino.

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