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Diary of a Niece: The Belt, Then Becky

Dear Diary
I have been here for two months now and I have endured (even sometimes enjoyed) several spankings by Uncle and even a few from Aunt alone. Uncle seems to be very strict about being at the dinner table on time but I was late one time. As soon as I walked in Uncle pulled my chair from the table and ordered me over to him. He lectured me on punctuality and the fact his and Aunt’s dinner was getting cold while they waited for us. I knew a punishment was coming so I wasn’t surprised when he ordered me to pull my jeans and underwear down to my knees and bend over with my hands on the seat of my chair. I had a full view of Aunt sitting at her seat waiting for him to finish so we could eat. It seemed forever for him to be ready and the humiliation of having my ass bared and stuck up in his full view actually made me moist between my legs. I dared to look behind me at Uncle and saw he was removing his belt. This was a first and I knew it was going to sting a lot.
Whap! “OOwww!” I screamed. It stung much more than I expected. But Uncle never let up. I was over twelve minutes late for supper and I was getting a stripe from the belt for each minute! About the sixth strike, I looked over to my Aunt to see if she would intervene but to my surprise she had put her hand between her legs and was rubbing herself! By the time he had hit me by the twelfth time I was crying in earnest. I could feel my cheeks on fire and without looking I knew they would be striped red. Uncle stopped and started to replace his belt and I began to pull my jeans up.
“No.” he said. “You will sit through dinner just as you are. Now pull your chair in and sit down and eat. Not a word from you.”
With tears streaming down my face, I sat on the chair and felt every blow from the cruel belt as I did. We began to eat in silence when I felt a toe nudge my knee. It was Aunt forcing my legs apart with her foot. I was afraid Uncle would see but he was intent on eating the wonderful meal and never noticed that I had spread my knees wide for Aunts foot to reach my wet womanhood and begin to stroke it right there under the table! I stopped eating and closed my eyes and began to enjoy Aunt’s erotic massage of my clit with her foot. Suddenly Uncle looked up and asked what was wrong! Aunt immediately took her foot away and I began to eat again.
“Because you were late for supper you can clean up and do dishes, young lady” Uncle ordered. I stood and began to pull my clothes back on when he barked, “Naked!” I was shocked. But one look at his stern face and a glance at the smile on Aunt’s and I obeyed. I knew Aunt loved to see me naked. She had come in to my room as I showered quite often and watched me dress. But I had never been nude in front of Uncle. However, I did as told and removed all of my clothing and stood in front of them both, my breasts perky and nipples hard from the coolness of the air and my ass still red and sore from the belt. Quickly I cleared the dishes while they watched and filled the dishwasher and started it. Uncle and Aunt left the kitchen and went to the family room. I finished cleaning and gathered my clothes and went to my room. There I lay on the bed and relived the stinging of the belt and my Aunt’s face and foot job and rubbed myself to orgasm. I had a fleeting doubt about staying any longer but it passed quickly. I fell asleep wondering when and what my next punishment would be and even began anticipating it!
For the most part the rest of my life was normal in every other way. I had school to attend and friends there who mostly lived in dorms or sorority houses. I suppose I could have envied them their freedom from rules of parents and Aunt and Uncle but I really didn’t. Remember, I have a beautiful apartment and when I am not being “punished” Aunt and Uncle are very loving and nice. They never refuse me anything I may need, encourage me to study hard and even to go out and have fun with people my own age. If I occasionally break the rules, my punishments are painful but always exciting to me in some strange way. Besides, leaving Aunt and Uncle meant leaving school and going back home. This was not an option I cared to exercise at all. Especially since Uncle’s punishments are getting more interesting.
The day after I received my belting from Uncle, my last class for the day had been cancelled. My friend, Becky, invited me to her dorm room to listen to a new CD she had just bought. When we got there, Becky remembered she had a dress that was a bit small for her and asked me if I would like to try it on. If it fit, it was mine. She took it out and I stripped off the dress I was wearing I turned around to put it on her bed and heard Becky gasp at the sight of the stripes Uncle’s belt had left the night before peeking out from under my panties.
“What happened to you?” she asked in surprise. I didn’t know what to say and stammered something about breaking rules.
“You poor girl! That looks so painful!” She remarked softly. “Here, maybe I have a oil you can put on it and make it feel better. Take off the panties and lie down” She retrieved a jar from her nightstand and without even thinking I had removed my panties and laid face down on her bed. It was a moment before I realized I had automatically submitted to an almost total stranger and my face began to burn with embarrassment. Then Becky spread the oil on her hands and began to massage it into my red cheeks. I had to admit that the oil felt good as she continued to rub it up and down both cheeks of my ass. Then she started to rub it on the insides of my thighs where Uncle had not even hit me and gently nudged my legs apart. Then Becky spread the oil on her hands and began to massage it into my red cheeks. I had to admit that the oil felt good as she continued to rub he oil up and down both cheeks of my ass. Then she started to rub it on the insides of my thighs where Uncle had not even hit me and gently nudged my legs apart. I wanted to protest but it felt so wonderful I didn’t want her to stop. She murmured something about some punishments being harsh and then I felt a flutter of soft kisses all over my buttocks. Meanwhile her deft hands were spreading my legs farther apart and rubbing further up between my legs. She rubbed my inner thighs and began licking my ass cheeks, following the stripes Uncle had left. It felt so wonderful that I spread my legs wider of my own accord and lifted my cheeks to her mouth. But instead of going for my cunt as I so much wanted her to do, she grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them wide and I felt her tongue licking my anus. I gasped in shock but lay perfectly still while she licked and rimmed my anal hole. It felt strange and even taboo but wonderful all at the same time.
“Get up on your knees!” She said and punctuated her command with a sharp slap across my already sore ass. I cried out as I raised my hips and got up on my hands and knees. Becky lay on her back and positioned her face directly under my cunt, then roughly grabbed my ass cheeks and brought my pussy down to her mouth. Obviously she had done this before because she licked and sucked me almost to climax and then stopped. When she felt I had calmed she started in again. As she slurped my juices her fingers massaged my anus. I was tense, not knowing if she was going to shove her fingers up there like Aunt did and yet almost wanting her to. I remembered the awesome climax I had when I felt the stabbing pain and wanted to experience it again. I started to push my anus against her fingers and she got the message. She started running her tongue back and forth across my clit and then slipped a finger up into my asshole. I cried out from the pain of it and my juices flowed all over Becky’s face as I came hard. I rolled off of her and pulled her up to lie beside me on the bed. We kissed and I licked all of my cunt juices off of her face.
“Let me return the favor.” I whispered and she moaned and nodded. As she was still dressed I slipped my fingers down her jeans and began to rub her nub back and forth. I never stopped as she slipped her jeans and panties off and gave me a full view of her shaved pussy. I slid my fingers down to her cunt hole and they slid easily in. First one and then another. I wondered if she could take three and tried. She moaned and raised her hips to meet the thrusts of my fingers. Not really knowing why, I reached for the oil she had used on me and poured some over my fingers and her cunt. Then I slid the three fingers back in and fucked her with them some more. As she grew more excited I took my hand out and then put in all four of my fingers. She moaned loudly and pushed against my hand. She began thrusting her hips so hard against my hand that she was pushing herself almost to my knuckles! Then I bent down and put my mouth on her clit and began licking and sucking it while she bucked against my hand.
“Oh, oh, oh ,oh!!!! I’m Cumming so hard!!!” she cried out wailed as she gave a final push against my hand and then collapsed back down to the bed. We both lay there, exhausted and saying nothing but seeming very content. Presently, I got up, tried on the dress, which fit perfectly, even if a bit shorter than I was used to and then went home.
I still managed to be home a bit early but explained to Aunt about the class, the dress and studying a bit with Becky. She was pleased and asked if I might want to go with her to her ladies day card party on the following afternoon and maybe wear the new dress, if I like. As I had only one morning class I said I would love to come but I had to get a jump on my normal studying tonight then and went straight up the stairs to my apartment to do exactly that.

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Playing Dare with Sis Part 2

This is a fictional work and all characters are above 18 years old. Themes involve a brother blackmailing his sister into sex with him and his friend, as well as group sex. Do not read if you are not interested in this theme.

Do I have to? Part two…

FOR IL-PAM, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!!
Since I had sucked the big trucker’s cock it was all I could think about. It led to so my jerk sessions Remembering the taste of his salty cum, the spongy
head on my tongue, his wide meat between my lips, but most of all the amazing feeling of it throbbing and gushing his warm seed into my mouth. There is NO
sensation like that of a large cock cumming in your mouth. I went back several times hoping to get another taste over the course of the next two months. I
went home dissapointed each time. Didn’t know his number, and I never knew his name. That part killed me. A man ejaculated in my mouth, and I happily
swallowed everything he had to offer. And I never knew his name.
After a night of tanning in the nude, body hair removal, and doing squats at the gym left me horny. My girlfriend dug the whole male stripper look so much I
did that for her right down the the waxed eyebrows. No facial hair, about 7% bodyfat. She loved it. I am about 6′ 210lbs cut. Not very big, upper body wise
but I took after my mother’s side of the family and had thick thighs and a bubble butt. Showered and dressed at the gym. Thinking about felatio so much I
forgot to pack underwear. My thin black dress pants clung to my butt cheeks a little as I over lotioned.No matter. Made me feel naughty as childish as that
sounds. I went down the strip club AND HE WAS THERE! I sat right next to him and immediately started I guess, flirting with him? He wasn’t so receptive and
actually a little rude so I got up and sat all the way in the corner of the bar, inthe last seat. He joined me a few minutes later sliding past me into the
very last seat in the corner. We talked and I FINALLY learned his name, but didn’t seem at all interested in mine. His name was Greg. I noticed Greg’s big,
long bulge in his pants and stared at it. I wanted it soo bad! He noticed me staring at it and sort of fixed himself pointing it straight upward through his
thin sweat pants. Eventually I turned my attention to the stripper to the right. She was actually kinda hot! She had a Puerto Rican flag lower back tramp
stamp with hearts around it. Had that Jlo bubble butt thing happening too. Huge tits. For a minute I forgot about his large penis until he asked me if I was
ready. I got that weird-scared feeling in the pit of my stomach again. I was excited to take him in my mouth again! He stood up first and pushed his chair in
all the way. I stood up also and he motioned for me to go first. It was a tight squeeze. He leaned up against the wall while I tried to slide past. When I
got to be directly in front of him I felt his hard-on on my ass cheek. I had to sort of lean forward over his chair to create room. “Wait.” He said. “Stay
right here”. I felt his hands immediately on hips. His pole also found its way in my crack. He pulled me back into him and I started to straighten up a
little. “No stay just like that” he directed. I was slightly bent over the back of his chair when he started to grind himself against me. What was he doing?
It felt good, but this was not what I was expecting at all. We both might as weel have been nude. I wasn’t wearing any underwear with my pants clinging to my
ass cheeks and he was wearing thin sweatpants. I felt everything. He had forced himself beteen my ass cheeks and was pleasing himself behind me circling his
hips, and dry humping me! It did feel good though. I pulled me hard into him whilee he pushed his hip forward. I felt myself get hard. My face got red as I
realized the stripper was pretending not to look. “Do you like that?” I felt his breathe on my ear. I got the chills all through me. I did so I said “Yes,
Daddy. I do.” The rubbing and pressure made my lower ass tingle with delight. “OK.” He stated. “Let’s go out to my truck.”
When we got in the truck he stood inbetween the driver and passenger seats leaning on them. I was put on my knees facing him with my back to his bed.
Basically facing the opposite way as last time. he din’t say a word but had a look on his face like he was expecting something. I knew what to do. I reached
up and pulled down his sweatpants there was an amazing bulge testing the taught fabric of his boxer briefs. I couldn’t help it. I reached up and massaged his
huge lump, and gave it a gentle squeeze. I then slowly pulled down his underwear and revealed the thing I hoped to be feeding off of the rest of the night.
It was about 3/4 erect. It was pointing almost straight towards my face as If it knew. What a beautiful site! All I could do was stare at the imense mushroom
head. It was so appetizing and inviting. I knew what I had to do first. “Um, Sir.” I asked in a meek voice. “Your cock is sooo big and juicy. May I suck it
please, Daddy?” “I’m not sure.” he says. “Do you deserve to suck on my big dick? Will you do a good job?” he asked. “Yes, Daddy Ive been good and I PROMISE
to suck your fat dick really good, Daddy. I promise to make you happy!” I hopefully replied. “You may” he replied. I put my hands behind my back glared at
the delicious looking large tip in front of me licking my lips. I then looked up at him and locked eyes. I opened my mouth really wide and gently closed on
the head. I slid my wet lips off his mushroom put my lips together and kissed it. He smiled. I opened up wide again and with eyes eyes trained on my mouth
the whole time I engulfed the whole head and clamped down on his thick shaft. I started to bob slowly. He moaned softly by making the yummy sound
“Mmmmmmmmmmmm.” I had waited two months for this moment and it was worth it. It started to plump in my mouth. Taking his manhood in my mouth was like I was
starving and I just took the first bite of a well marinated, juicy, medium-rare steak. I moaned with a yummy sound of my own. I wanted to please him and with
his mighty pole in my mouth I started to take him deeper in my throat. I was determined. I repositioned myself on my knees so I was a little higher, and
leaned so I could offer more throat. I had about 7″ in my mouth comfortably when it hit an obstacle. I relaxed my throat and swallowed the head several
times. Each time I took him a little deeper. I stopped to breathe heavily out of my nose, then pressed on. It was too big for me but I pushed passed and just
like that my lips were wrapped around the very base and I had a nose full of pubic hair. I paused, proud of myself and breathed some more and stayed there
getting used to this sensation. It was uncomfortable, but I could manage. Then He grabbed my head with both hands and held it still and started to face fuck
me. His cockhead remained lodged in my esopugus as he fucked only about 3″ in and out. “Yeah take that big dick down your throat you little cocksucker.” I
had all to do to take it but I did not want to dissapoint my Daddy. He then let go and his hands wound up on his hips. I released him from my throat and
started back to bob back and forth from the head to about 3″ from the base. Again, slowly like he liked it. I tasted my throat on his meat and was very aware
of my breath. I just started to think I could nurse from his monster all day when he pulled it from my mouth and said “that’s enough.” I was confused. “Turn
around and stay down.” he said. I listened and faced the small bed. He was behind me and got on his knees. “Put your hands flat on the bed and don’t move
them until I tell you, you little bitch”. He dictated. “Yes, Daddy” I obeyed. I felt his hands go around my waist when he started to unbuckle my pants. He
startled me, my stomach quivered. It tickled. The next thing I knew my pants were down to my knees as I wondered what he was doing. He took my shoes off, and
yanked my pants completely off me. I realized I was nude from the waist down accept for my socks. I still had a polo shirt on. Somehow made me feel more
naked then if I was completely nude with just my backside completely exposed. I was very aware of my ass and I felt hot from embarassment. “Yeah, now you’re
going to give me your little boy-pussy.” I know it was a stupid question but I couldn’t stop myself “Umm, Daddy, Sir, are you going to fuck me in the
ass?””No” he said sarcastically. “I’m worried about your health and I’m giving you a free prostate exam”. He was condescending and made me feel stupid. It
wasn’t that I didn’t know what he was doing, I just couldn’t believe it. I was scared and I didn’t sign on for this. That feeling in the pit of my stomach
returned. “Now get up on the edge of the bed, and put your palms flat down, and your face in the mattress.” He commanded. I listened. I felt a little
helpless. He stood up behind me and put his right hand on my hip, and his left hand held my shoulder tightly. Whem he did that I felt his horsecock poke
awkwardly against my bottom. My knees were at the very edge, my lower legs and feet were off the bed completely. I was obscenely bent over in the doggiestyle
positon. I felt the head press against my defensless virgin sphincter. Could I have ran out of there screaming? Probably. He just had this Drill-Seargant
like authority over me. Not only was I intimidated by him I had this overwhelming feeling of not wanting to dissapoint him. He pressed forward. It didn’t
hurt, it actually tingled my asshole a little. Ever since my brother had a little “accident” in summer camp I always thoroughly washed and scrubbed all my
crevices very well. So I had some confidence in that. Then it popped in past my weak drawstring like defense. The head was in and my sphincter tightened on
the shaft right underneath it. It hurt to be suddenly violated like that for the first time by something this size. Then he started to push into me. It hurt,
but not too bad where I couldn’t handle it at first. I just had this overwhelming sensation of something going in the wrong way and I didn’t like it. He kept
going as I grunted taking it in the ass for the fist time ever. My anal virginity was gone to add insult to injury. Not sure my masculinity or pride can
handle this one. We’ll see. I had no choice. He kept forcing deeper into me slowly and I thought he never stop and then I felt his groin area flush against
me. My entire rectum was filled with man meat. The tip felt like it went too far, as if it were into my bowls. It hurt, but he didn’t care as my bodily
language was obvious that I was in pain. I was sweating, breathing heavy, and writhing. “Aaaaaahhhhhhhh” he groaned while he started to cicrcle his hips and
try to get into me deeper. Then he pulled out about 4″. Instantly I felt relief. Then back in again. I couldn’t take it. I wanted to get out of my own skin.
Then, each time he slowly pumped his fat dick inside me, I began to loosen. It didn’t hurt so much anymore. Almost like I my ass was becoming acclimated to
being reemed by Godzilla’s tail. I felt a tickle in my lower ass. I figured it was right near my prostate as it was being unvoluntarily massaged by a
massive, hard intruder. I sort of unclenched, and relaxed. It got a lot easier and felt a lot more pleasurable. In the matter of a couple of minutes I went
from nothing but pain to liking it in the ass. It started to feel really good. Then he started to spank me, and told me to “take it!” At first it startled
me, but the quick sting faded and my sphincter tingled with delight. “Yes, Daddy spank me!” I begged. “Oh, you like that!?” SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! He
spanked me harder and beginning to fuck me harder. It felt soooo good. I wondered if I could cum like this. I think maybe I could. The small truck cabin
filled with the noise of him crashing his pelvic area against my bent-over ass cheeks. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! “Oh yeah take it you bitch!” he called out.
“Yes Daddy, fuck me harder!” I wanted more. He spanked me several times more. I loved it and and moaned each time he did it. He then stopped suddenly. “No
Daddy, fuck me. Spank me, please!?” “Oh you want more? BEG!” I quickly pleaded with Greg to fuck & spank me like a bitch “Umm, Daddy-Sir Please fuck and
spank your little bitch, please Daddy, please, please, please!!!” With that he shoved into me hard from just having the head in me. Bang! My body was hurled
forward. It hurt deep inside me, but it felt too good. “MOre Daddy, please MOre!” Taking really long, sudden and quick strokes into me excited me. I could
definitely cum from this. I moaned like a drunken cheerleader while the entire football team took turns on her from behind. Then he grabbed me by my hips
roughly and held me still while he fucked me hard and fast. Oh my god I was going to cum if he kept up this pace! “Oh yeah, I’m gonna cum in your little boy
pussy bitch” he said. I wanted him too I wantted him to bad! “Oh Daddy use my boy pussy and cum deep inside me, pleeeeaasee!” I whined for it. My body rocked
back and forth with his thrusts and you could hear his furious pace in which he took me from behind Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! His pelvis cracked against my
bubble butt while his meat missile thrusted all the way inside me. Then his furious pace slowed, and became awkward.”Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!” he let out a loud
groan and began to cum in me. Quick, deliberate, deep thrusts in followed be a pause, then again, then again while moaned behind cumming wildly. He only let
out about 4″ then back in whith each cum shot that painted my inner walls. “Take it you slut, take my cum up your ass!Take it, tak it bitch” His words made
me even hotter. I was right there but his orgasming interrupted the amazing rythem I needed to cum myself. I didn’t care. I grabbed my cock and pushed back
and squeezed his thick cock. My gooey, wet ass felt sooo good. I squealed loudly and began to shoot on his bed. I saw a white flash and came so hard from my
inner ass. I don’t think he noticed what I was doing he was so involved in defiling my my tight unused ass. His own orgasm wound down while I was still
shooting cum. He began to pivot and rotate his hips and moan in pleasure it felt sooo good i didn’t want it to end. Soon we were both breathing heavy and
exhaused while he was still in me. He pulled out of me with a nasty slurpy noise. “Get dressed and leave I need to go home!” He ordered. “Thank you Dadddy,
when can I have some more cock again….

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Extra Large Condoms

A woman walks into a drugstore and asks the pharmacist if he sells size extra large condoms.
He replies, “Yes we do. Would you like to buy some?”
She responds, “No, but do you mind if I wait around here until someone does?

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Convict On The Loose

An escaped convict broke into a house and tied up a young couple who had been sleeping in the bedroom. As soon as he had a chance, the husband turned to his voluptuous young wife, bound-up on the bed in a skimpy nightgown, and whispered,
“Honey, this guy hasn’t seen a woman in years. Just cooperate with anything he wants. If he wants to have sex with you, just go along with it and pretend you like it. Our lives depend on it!”
“Dear,” the wife hissed, spitting out her gag, “I’m so relieved you feel that way, because he just told me he thinks you have a nice, tight butt!”

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Summer With My Granddaughter, Part 4

This is the next part in the continuing series about a Grandfather’s travels with his Granddaughter. If you do not like this type of story about an older man making love with his young granddaughter, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS STORY! If you do, then enjoy.

Cassy

This is my first story… It is about incest and if you don’t find yourself comfortable with the theme, please leave. If you are into (/reading) it, then let me know how you liked it. Also this is the first part of the many parts i will be uploading. The build up is slow and if it is not what you are looking for, either the theme or the slow-y build up, please leave. 🙂

A Letter From Beyond

Dear Mom;
I have decided to tell you everything, because I know you can take it, and I know how much you worry. You can decide on how much to tell dad and the others.
This is a hard story to tell, so please bear with me. First let me assure everyone that I was not kidnapped, at least not in the earthly sense, and I’m certainly not dead. In fact there is a good chance that I will live for centuries. And tell my friends and family that I am happy and in good health. Damned good health.
You’ll never believe where I am writing this letter from, so I won’t bother telling you until I relate my story. Not that telling it will make it more believable, but it might help me retain my sanity. It started with my college job…
As an assistant librarian it was my job to finish organizing the books, then lock up each night. It was a boring job, but it helped pay my tuition. It played hell with my dating life, not that I’ve had much since high school. It’s hard to take full time college and a full time job too. I wouldn’t recommend it to anybody. In Junior High my parents wouldn’t let me date so I wouldn’t sleep with anybody and screw up my life. In high school I had a full time job and didn’t have much time to date. Now, there’s not even time for sleep.
I’m normally considered a pretty sexy girl, I have long brown hair, legs that could kill, and average sized tits that were just firm enough to gain attention without looking fake. I was happy with my body, and once I grow used to my hectic schedule I might be able to resume dating. It’s not like I don’t get offers, but most of the offers come from geeks.
The absolute worst part of my job is locking up and ten o’clock at night, then riding my bike back to my apartment in the darkness. There were two ways to the main college entrance and my apartment beyond. One took me over five miles of smooth, street light lit roads, and the other through one mile of dark woods on a well-worn path used as a shortcut. I took the shortcut, of course, it got me home must earlier, which translated into more study time and more sleep. But it was a horrifying ride surrounded by the darkest woods imaginable, trying to follow the path using the shaky light from my battery powered headlight. I knew if a campus slayer decided to kill defenseless college girls on our campus, I would be the first victim.
During my trips through the woods I have caught couples in the act of making love, deer snorting and running off, and racoons too stupid or too slow to get out of the way. Ok, they aren’t stupid they’re adorable, but they have scared years of life out of me.
There were also many unidentifiable sounds, sounds so scary that I didn’t stick around to identify them. I was scared shitless on that path, if I had been smart I would have bought a cheap car rather than using my bicycle, but I was counting every penny and a car costs lots of pennies.
Oh, why am I beating around the bush instead of telling my story? Ok, here it is. One night I was taking the woods path when I suddenly found my surroundings lit as bright as day. Since there was no sound I immediately thought “asteroid”. I know, it sounds stupid now, but I had just seen the movie. You had to be in my shoes to appreciate how scary the situation was.
I pulled my bike over to the side of the path and shaded my eyes as I looked up at the light. It was hovering above me. The next moment every nerve in my body tingled and I blacked out.
I felt myself falling. My eyes sprang open and I found myself in some strange chair, falling toward the floor. With a clank, my chair suddenly stopped. With a slight whir, I felt my legs being opened to cooler air. It was washing over my pussy. In horror, I realized that I was sitting in the chair naked. I tried to pull myself out, and found I couldn’t move. The chair had formed itself around my body, becoming my prison, although it was extremely comfortable.
“Oh shit!” I gasped, still struggling despite the futility of it.
“Sounds like the new girl is awake,” a voice came from my right.
“Who… who is there?” I called excitedly. “Can you get me out of here?”
“Sorry dear, we are all in the same fix. Relax, they won’t hurt you.”
“What are they doing? Why am I here?” I asked in growing horror. The picture of the hovering light was still vivid in my mind.
“It’s milking time, girlie,” the voice said with some humor. “We are the cattle.”
“What’s that mean. Do they eat us?”
“Somewhat, but not in the horrid way you’re thinking,” another girl said with a laugh.
“I wish somebody would give me a straight answer,” I groaned.
“You want straight answers, I’ll give you one,” the last girl said in a more serious tone. “You have been captured by an alien ship. This entire ship is filled with women, both theirs and ours, because men die from the radiation created by their drive. We are their enzyme donors, they milk us and use our fluids like the old wooden ships used to use limes on long voyages. There is virtually no chance of escaping, but after three or four days of absolutely royal treatment, you won’t want too,” the girl said, then gasped.
“What’s the matter?” I asked in terror.
“Milking time, sweetie, it’s the best,” the woman sounded like she was on drugs. I tried to look around at my surrounding in the half light to see the women around me. It was impossible. I saw more chairs like mine, all sunken into the floor like mine with only the heads protruding, and all facing out in a circle. From what I could see behind me there were seven other chairs.
“Oh yes, contact,” the sexy voice said from my right.
“Viv, you are such a slut,” a good natured voice said from behind me. “Get ready, new girl. Relax and enjoy it, you’ll get used to it, but never stop liking it.”
“Ow,” I screamed as a needle pierced my left breast. In a moment the right breast was punctured too.
“Shit, we forgot to warn her,” Viv said suddenly.
“Sorry, girl, they inject a hormone to start your milk. They get enzymes from many sources. That’s the only pain you’ll ever feel, I promise.”
I felt somebody washing my pussy and inner thighs, and my eyes widened in terror.
“There’s somebody between my legs,” I gasped in horror.
“What the hell do you think we’ve been talking about?” Viv said with a laugh.
I heard a woman moaning behind me. Soon she was joined by several others. It sounded like a room full of women having sex. I felt the area of my pubic hair being washed again, then dried carefully. To my horror, I felt a cold device placed at the entrance to my pussy. In a moment it slid up inside my body.
“They’re putting something inside me!” I gasped to the room at large.
“Relax and enjoy it,” the other voice gasped.
“Relax, how can Iiieee…” I said as the device came to life inside me. It was pulsating, vibrating, and giving off an electrical charge that made my pussy and ass explode with excitement. There was no way to explain how wonderful it felt, or to explain how such a small device could feel so wonderful. I chalked it up to alien technology.
I felt my pussy thrusting forward obscenely with each pulsation of the milker. I could feel the suction inside me, although I could not hear the liquid being sucked from my body. The soundproofing in the room must have been phenomenal.
“Oh shit, this is so good,” I gasped into the room filled with pants and little screams.
“No shit, it’s the best,” Viv said from her chair. “Get ready, they always do you twice to get the most juice,” she gasped in the throes of passion.
Each time the milker surged, an electric shock smashed through my pussy, into my abdomen, and up to my tits. It was so exciting, far better than normal sex. All I missed was the touch of another person.
The milker kept thrusting it’s way inside, it’s suction was so strong it closed me up inside during each pulsation. With the vulgar machine milking my pussy, and my slender legs being forced open for the world to see, I couldn’t have felt more helpless, or more sexy. I never wanted the feeling to end.
The fire started in my loins, building with a liquid fire I knew would fry my brains, but I welcomed the terrifying event with overjoyed pants and excited murmurs. With a scream, I felt my loins being devastated by the biggest orgasm I had ever felt. Wave after wave rocked my lower body. I smashed my pussy into the wonderful milker, trying to get more depth out of it. Just as my orgasm quieted, the milker was turned off, leaving me totally satisfied and spent. I heard the second woman chuckle from my left.
“Pretty good, huh?”
“Oh it was heavenly,” I gasped as my body melted into the black padded chair.”
“Yeah, it doesn’t matter how many years you’ve been here, it still thrills you to the core.”
“Years? How long have you been here?” I asked in alarm.
“I think… probably about fifteen years,” the woman said thoughtfully.
“What year is it?” Viv asked from my right.
“2000,” I said, realizing that I would never escape.
“I’ve been here 18 years and haven’t aged a day,” the other woman said in wonder.
“One of the benefits of space travel, Kitten,” Viv said with a laugh.
“Ah… Kitten, we don’t spend all that time in these chairs, do we.”
“Hell no,” Kitten laughed, joined by several other voices. “Just wait until you see our harem, as we call it. It is absolutely palatial.”
“Wait until you see the view from the control room,” another voice said eagerly.
“Or the women in the control room,” Viv said playfully. “If you’ve ever wanted to see a room full of living dolls, here’s your chance. Not one of them is over four feet tall, and each one is absolutely beautiful.”
“I think they look too plastic,” another voice said.
“Uh oh, here we go again,” a voice warned from behind me.
Seconds after her warning, my pussy was attacked again. I didn’t think I could survive another orgasm like that, but I was willing to try. My pussy was even more alive this time. The machine surged in and out of my crotch, I could feel every small centimeter of it’s length deep inside me. I was tingling from my hair to my toes. The device was sucking me dry, the electricity was setting me on fire, even my tits were burning, craving attention.
“I am so hot,” I cried aloud.
“Honey, this is nothing compared to how you will feel when you’ve been on the medicine for a week,” Kitten said in a low sexy voice.
“What medicine?”
“The medicine that makes you the sexiest, most responsive creature on Earth,” Kitten said with relish.
“I don’t want any more needles,” I gasped between surges.
“No needles, one pill will last you a lifetime,” Kitten said in a louder, less controlled voice.
“Shit, I’m coming,” Viv said from my right.
I wasn’t coming yet, but I was burning. My loins seemed to be filled with fire, churning with the liquid heat of a massive orgasm. I was so hot that I craved the orgasm so I could relax and cool the fire in my loins. But there was a lot I missed. I wanted to feel hands on my tits, a mouth on my pussy, and another on my lips. I wanted to crawl up inside somebody and die.
“Oh shit,” I gasped, feeling the crest of an orgasm building inside me. “Oh shit, this is so big,” I screamed. I felt myself trying to hold back the orgasm, now a little afraid of it. I knew it would kill me, I would go up in a spurt of flame.
I bucked and jerked in my chair as the orgasm tore through my loins, clenching and unclenching my pussy and ass as it struck, faded, then struck again. I screamed a long, drawn out scream with my eyes tightly shut, waiting to die from the strongest orgasm I had ever felt. To my surprise the spasms began to lessen and die out. I was still alive and in one piece. My body was drenched in sweat from head to toe. I was shaking and gasping for breath.
“You don’t have asthma do you?” a voice asked from above me. I screamed and jerked back, then saw a beautiful woman standing above me. The chair suddenly began to raise up out of the floor. My legs closed and I realized that the milker had been removed. When, I didn’t know. As the chair clanked to a stop, the black pad holding me tightly against my chest suddenly slid away and I found myself sitting in a fairly normal chair with the beautiful woman admiring my body.
“I’m Viv,” she said, extending her hand. I shook it in awe and looked around myself. Other women were leaving the room. One absolutely ravishing black woman approached my chair. I knew she must be Kitten. As she stood beside me in the subdued light, I saw that she must be half black and half white. She was one of the most beautiful and sexy women I have ever seen. She had freckles, of all things, that made her look absolutely beautiful. “I’m Kitten,” she said with a smile, extending her hand.
“Janice,” I said as I took it and held it while I gawking at her body. It was so curvaceous and so perfect. I just wanted to touch it, even though I have never had lesbian tendencies. Something about Kitten…
“I told you, the medicine makes you the sexiest woman on Earth,” Kitten said and stretched lazily. The stretch alone was the sexiest thing I have ever seen. Now I knew how she had gotten the nickname of Kitten. She acted like one.
“I am so confused and feel so funny,” I said, following Kitten to the door, watching the sexy sway of her naked ass.
“You have been blessed, girl, whether you know it or not. We are living in the stars, visiting the strangest places you have ever seen, and our every wish is waited on hand and foot. You have never dreamed of living like we do here.”
“This is the harem, our home,” Viv said as she stepped up beside me at a huge rounded door. As the door slid aside I found a wonderland of soft pillows, entertainment of all forms, and women laying around, eating, or making love in almost ever corner of the room. Off the main circular room were dozens of doors. Glass partitions separated different areas of the main room. As girls came out of the assorted doors I saw living quarters in most of them. Viv led me to a larger door. As it opened the wonderful smell of food wafted over me. I almost fainted in sudden hunger. Viv helped me use the automat to choose my food. I ate quickly, afraid it would disappear. She later showed me the main bathroom, where I took a shower, and my new bedroom. It was fantastic, but not as fantastic as the control room. That was the most amazing room of all.
“Here we are,” Viv said at the entrance to the control room. “I want to see your face when these doors open,” she said with an impish smile. The doors opened and I was transported to the land of munchkins. Each tiny woman was busy at a panel or in a chair. They were tiny replicas of Earth women, in all colors, from oriental to black. They were absolutely perfectly formed women, not midgets with short arms and legs.
I marveled as a short little oriental doll hurried past the door in front of me to man a control panel.
“They are so beautiful,” I breathed quietly.
“Perfect,” Viv said proudly. “And they make love like you wouldn’t believe. The milker helps supply what they need, but good old fashioned oral contact supplies them and you with what they want.”
“But they look like little girls,” I said uncomfortably.
“Yeah, kinky huh?” Viv smirked. “Don’t worry, the average age of each girl is probably 110 years old. We don’t age on the ship like they do on Earth.”
“That oriental girl is so sweet it’s hard to keep from hugging her,” I whispered to Viv.
“Why stop, if you like her tell her. She can be relieved for a sex break.”
“I couldn’t,” I said, turning red.
“Sisi,” Viv whispered to the china doll. The girl flipped a switch and turned, smiling prettily at the girls in the door.
“Sisi, show her your tongue,” Viv said with glee. Sisi looked embarrassed, then extended her tongue to an incredible seven inches. She quickly slid it back in and looked around the control room to see if any of her shipmates had noticed.
“The tongue is a sexual organ to them,” Viv explained in a whisper. “But have you ever seen a tongue like that in your life?”
“Hell no,” I sighed in excitement. I could imagine how that would feel in my pussy. Hell, I would feel it in my womb.
I suddenly found Sisi standing in front of me. I looked at Viv and saw her smirk, so I knew she must have said something while I was daydreaming.
“Come,” Sisi said in her dainty voice. I looked at the hand in mine and found it about the length of one of my fingers.
“This is so strange,” I told Viv as Sisi led me away.
Sisi led me to a light blue room with a dark blue bed. There was nothing else in the room. For some reason it reminded me of a massage parlor.
“You are not afraid?” Sisi asked with a timid smile.
“Not any more,” I looked down at the little doll. She was undoing her filmy dress. In a moment she dropped it to the floor, now standing in a second white, cotton looking dress. She undid that and suddenly stood naked, letting me admire her perfect little body before she jumped up to sit on the bed. I was already naked so I meekly sat on the bed beside her.
“Your turn,” Sisi said expectantly.
“Pardon?”
“It’s your… move,” she finally said with a dainty frown on her face.
“Oh, I see,” I said nervously. I reached down and gently forced Sisi back on the bed. Quickly crawling up on the bed beside her, I leaned over and looked down at her tiny face. I closed my eyes and leaned down to kiss her. I found her lips small, but very eager. Her hands seemed to be all over my body at once. I finally broke the kiss and began kissing her neck. In a few minutes I found myself facing her tiny handful of tits. They were adorable. I immediately captured one nipple in my lips and began sucking. In a moment I changed and sucked on the other one, then worried it with the tip of my tongue. Sisi hissed and arched her back. She was very responsive.
Sisi suddenly rolled me over and kissed me on the lips for several minutes until I couldn’t breath. She broke the kiss and slid down to lick my tits. When she took my right nipple in her tiny mouth and began sucking, I realized that she was copying my actions. When she switched and worried my nipple with her tongue, it confirmed what I had suspected. I didn’t know if this was her first time, or she was trying not to do anything I would find repulsive, but at that point I was on fire again and didn’t care.
My eyes were on her tiny elfin ear, just a few inches in front of me. I leaned forward and stuck my tongue in her ear. She froze, breathing hard as I explored her ear until my aching neck forced me to lay back in exhaustion.
“That was wonderful,” Sisi said, placing her fingers on her ear. I rolled over so I was on top of Sisi. I rolled her over on her stomach and began kissing her tiny butt cheeks. She groaned in pleasure. I looked up to see her looking back, her face consumed by passion. It seemed that everything I did put Sisi in a state of complete rapture. It made me feel very powerful.
“I loved the taste of her firm little ass, but my mind was already on the little love nest below my chin. I licked my way through her asshole and below, and to my amazement I sniffed her perfect little pussy for the first time. I had been smelling something like apple pie since the moment we started, and now I found the source of the smell. Her pussy smelled like apples and cinnamon. It was the most incredible smell and totally unexpected.
“Wow, you smell great,” I said in awe as I rolled her over on her back.
“Thank you,” she said shyly. I wanted to ask if it was a natural smell or some kind of douche, but the look on her face made me stop. Either way I planned to enjoy it.
“Taste me,” Sisi begged. I looked at the beautiful, serious face and my heart fell for the little doll. I lowered my mouth to her little pussy and kissed it gently. With a groan of pleasure I pressed my lips against the pussy and plunged my tongue up inside her. She hissed and arched her back, thrusting her pussy into my mouth.
It tasted somewhat like cinnamon and something else I couldn’t identify, but I love the taste and smell. I could have spent hours there just munching on her little mound. But as I ate the tiny beauty a vision of that long tongue sprang into my mind. I realized that if we were to 69, the tiny beauty would have to be on the bottom, which she was. All I had to do was walk my knees around on the bed until my own burning pussy was near her face. It took only seconds. Sisi grabbed my ass and pulled it down to meet her mouth. The tongue shot up inside me, I stiffened and screamed.
“Did I hurt you?” Sisi gasped.
“Hell no. Don’t stop,” I begged, then moaned as the tongue filled my cavity once more. It felt even longer than seven inches, it was incredible. It withered and curled around inside my pussy like a bunch of snakes. I could feel it touching everything inside my pussy and loins. I was so hot.
I sucked brutally on the tiny little pussy. It didn’t take long to find that the entire little mound would fit inside my mouth. I sucked with my lips, while my tongue probed her depths and tickled her clit. I wet a finger and slid it into her tiny asshole. She gasped into my pussy and redoubled her efforts. The tiny mouth on my crotch felt obscene, but the tongue was absolute heaven. In a moment I knew there was not one spot inside my loins that her tongue hadn’t touched. My loins were on fire and my orgasm was building with a terrible heat.
“I’m coming,” I mumbled into her sweet little pussy.
“Me too,” her innocent little voice came from between my legs. I felt the fire building until I screamed and humped my pussy against her tiny mouth. She too came but made less noise than I did. I kept my mouth glued to her pussy, thrust my finger in and out of her ass violently, and strummed her clit as fast as my tongue could move, but even with all that stimulation it seemed like she barely came at all.
I was totally satisfied with my orgasm, but highly disappointed with hers. I pulled my finger out of her ass. Sisi gave a little cry and seemed to come again, but even that one seemed small and subdued.
“You are so delicious in every way possible,” I said to Sisi, but she turned her back and looked down at the edge of the bed. In a moment she handed me a wet paper cloth. I wiped my mouth, then the finger which had been inside her ass. She wiped her own mouth and genitalia with another wet cloth, then took both and tossed them in an opening that suddenly appeared.
“You are very good,” Sisi said with a smile, standing to put on her uniform.
“You didn’t seem too excited,” I said, a little sullenly.
“We show few emotions, but feel them as strongly as you,” she assured me as she slid on the filmy dress. Sisi came up to me, pulled my face down and kissed me passionately before disappearing through the door. In horror I realized that I didn’t know how to open it. As I approached it opened automatically.
“So how was it?” Viv asked impishly.
“Wonderful, but she didn’t seem too excited.
“She wouldn’t. It was her first time, otherwise she wouldn’t have shown excitement of any kind. Wait until you try old stony face over there,” Viv pointed at the oldest woman on the bridge.
“Who’s she?” I asked, craning my neck to keep track of the beautiful woman with stately beauty.
“Diho, the captain,” Viv said. “But don’t get any ideas, she’s the Zet half of my pair.”
“What pair?”
“A pairing of a Zet female and a human female. You and Sisi are a pair now, she belongs to you and you too her. It’s kind of like a marriage.”
“You never told me,” I said, somewhat mad. I turned to follow Viv as she left the control room.
“No need, you were picked the moment you arrived. Sisi has been unpaired for over a year, she is also new. You were picked up on Earth for her. But if you just can’t wait until you and Sisi are together again, you can make love to a human female as often as you like. It creates a healthy supply of juice. By the way, there are twenty humans on board right now, so milking won’t happen again for a few days.”
“Uh oh,” Viv said with a smile as we entered the harem, “speaking of making love, I think Kitten has her eyes on you,” Viv said, clucking at Kitten as she slinked toward me. I felt I couldn’t breath with Kitten so close. Then Kitten reached out and stroked my chest, and I gasped as fire filled my body.
“Wow, the medicine is doing it’s job,” Kitten smirked when I almost fainted at her touch. “You are going to be so much fun,” Kitten said with a wink, then she leaned forward and gave me a passionate kiss, complete with tongue…
We just landed at the college. I am finishing this letter and mailing it from the box in front of the library. It’s 1:00 o’clock AM, everything is quiet right now except for loud music far away. It sounds like a party going on in one of the frat houses along the park. I miss music. I will have to try and find some, before we leave earth.
The alien crewmembers of my ship are out cruising for a new girl. The last before we begin our intergalactic jaunts. I hope she’s pretty and I hope Kitten likes her, because I am totally exhausted. Kitten needs a new toy, somebody other than me.
Oops, it looks like they’ve found the girl they are looking for. Time to go.
Hugs and kisses, Janice

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Dr. FeelGood Is In The House

Dr. FeelGood Is In The House
Thaxter Jones is stalking a sexy hot redhead with a figure that is making him so horny for pain on her and pleasure for him. They’re in the bottom of a parking garage and she’s walking to her piece of shit Benz jet black in color four door with all the accessories added from the $60,000 deal that she paid for. He licks his lips yearning for her blood and that sweet pussy and keg tapping ass of her’s so he unzips his fly letting his dick hang out behind his black leather trenchcoat already rock hard for her he moves in closer licking his lips letting his fangs come out for play to feed as he rapes her senseless. Quicker now he is behind her invisible to her eyesight and as she unlocks the passenger side door Thaxter presses his bod against her’s lifting her coat up he whispers in her ear “You scream bitch and I’ll kill you” she nods and says nothing as he tears her panties free, yanks her coat off, lifts her skirt up and sees thigh highs and kisses the right side of her neck and she lets out a whimpering moan as he says “God I love Thigh Highs baby” as he rams his cock into her o-ring over and over again spanking her while she cries for him to stop in her mind but dares not to scream for help knowing the consequence of that action.
He cums thick in her ass and moans saying “Wow! now turn around I wanna pop that cherry good and hard” and she does looking him in the eye with a look of fear and stimulation she leans against the car and says “I kinda like this” touching his dick briefly only to have his cold left hand hold it in place and she is forced to jerk him off but she pulls her hand back and replies “No finish it dumb ass” Thaxter growls and raises a hand but doesn’t hit her instead he grabs her top with the other and rips it open and moans burying his face in double d tits and rock hard ribbed nipples biting and tugging on them then he sticks his pecker into her virgin pussy hard listening to her cry out he laughs like Joker massaging her breasts and pulls her nipples and he penetrates with no shame over and over again as she wraps her right leg around his left holding him to her he smiles and nibbles on her neck on the left side as she cries out “Fuck me Thaxter Rape me Thaxter”
And he does for a good 30 minutes.
After he finishes with her dripping wet pussy he says “Now that my pole’s greased you wanna clean it off?” and she replies “Your not gonna kill me?”
“No not yet anyway I’ll make you into something better” he replies rubbing his saturated cock for her and she watches and licks her lips and says “Cum a little for me big boy and I’ll clean your pole” she answers tearing off her top and kneeling before his giant cock at which point he is jerking off and in fact does cum a little and she moans and takes it into her mouth bobbing her head and pumping him up to explode in her mouth.
Thaxter is watching her and pulls her hair hard and she yelps and slides his cock out of her mouth “Relax babe it makes me hornier for you” he says ramming his cock back down her throat causing her to cough a little and groan and once again she pulls his cock out of his mouth and pumps it between her giant tits moaning “OOoooo Thaxter Jones I want you to fuck me again baby” he moans and responds “I’m gonna jizz on your tits then I wanna jizz in that pretty mouth of yours bitch” so she pumps him and bobs her head over and over until he jizzes on her tits and in her pretty little mouth. Thaxter holds her head in place tightly as his dick is halfway in her mouth and his right hand is pumping into her mouth until it hurts his cock next he pulls her up and just as he goes to bend her over she stops him “I wanna lick your cum off my tits Thaxter dear” and he watches as she pushes her tits together and licks her sweater puppets moaning and he replies rubbing her twat “You dirty little cunt god you make me so fucking hard!”
After that he rapes her sweet round ass again pulling her hair tight as he penetrates over and over making her orgasm nonstop and him cum just the same. Then she pulls him into the car, puts both the seats down, puts the parking brake up and mounts it while Thaxter sits in the backseat stark naked watching her ride the parking brake masturbating for him in the parking garage inside her car he pulls and twists her nipples making her cry out louder and louder begging for more after that was over they went back to his apartment in Hell’s Kitchen where he was born and raised.
As soon as they got to his place they got out and he lead her into the intersection and said “Let’s fuck in the street cum burper” and she said “Call me your little cum burpring slut”
Thaxter pushed her down onto the wet dirty street and rammed his cock into her pussy and smiled “My little cum burping slut” and she moaned gyrating her hips against his legs wrapped around his waist he raped and fucked her senseless then carried her up to his apartment where they had more sex that included bondage, cutting, and turning the sexy redhead into his vampire bitch.
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Diary of Billy Bob Chapter 9 (Our Daughter is 13)

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) ConclusionBilly Bob Chapter 9 (Our Daughter is 13)
Melony’s thirteenth year was a resounding success, according to her and her mother. Not only did she participate fully in our Sunday afternoons, but she brought some new vigor and vitality to them. Leah and I had, over the years, forgotten some of the positions and techniques that we had enjoyed so much when we were first married. Prodded by Melony, we remembered them and introduced Melony to them as well. There wasn’t a single one that she didn’t enjoy to the fullest. She particularly loved being fucked by her father on an old blanket out in the back yard in the full sun with Leah hunkered down over her face so that she could tongue Leah’s clit and slit at the same time.
When school started the next fall Melony started bringing home one or more of her classmates to do homework or to just talk with the radio blaring in the background. Leah was fond of sharing these times with them and got to know a few of the girls quite well. Well enough that she decided to test to see how far she could go with them. Initially she would just talk a little bit about when she was 12 and how she and Rachel would talk about sex. Then she would add that they had gone farther than just talking but had taken each other’s clothes off and touched the other. If she found them to be interested rather than repulsed, then she told them that she and Melony often didn’t wear clothes in the house and ask if that would be alright with them. And, yes if they wanted to take off their clothes too then let us all do it. It only took a few times of being nude, with several other 13 year-olds and an “adult” woman of 27, that the girls became quite comfortable. Melony was of course enjoying this whole charade, knowing exactly where her mother was leading them.
Two of the girls, Peggy and Barbara, seemed to particularly enjoy the freedom of being nude and also being able to talk about taboo subjects with an older woman. Leah found that they liked being hugged and didn’t object to doing that while nude. She made a point one day of hugging Peggy, then Barbara, and lastly Melony, and while hugging Melony she played with her breasts, caressing first one nipple, then the other. Melony of course responded by caressing her mother’s tits and then lightly kissing one nipple and parting. Nothing more was said at the time. This was just a natural mother-daughter relationship, no big deal.
When they had a chance to be alone Barbara was the first to ask Melony if she and her mother were always this intimate. To which she replied, Oh yes. They were at complete ease with each other and had no hesitation in touching or pleasuring each other. Peggy asked, “What do you mean by pleasuring?” “Oh that can mean a lot of different things” replied Melony. “Mostly we just do whatever comes naturally. We know the likes and dislikes that each has and just try to be nice. I know that if I’m even slightly uncomfortable with her attentions that all I have to do is say no, and they will stop.” She reached out for Peggy’s hand and brought it up to cup her breast, then released it. “See how easy that was? If that bothered you, I certainly won’t do it again. However, I hope that you will accept it as a complement and a sign of how much I care for you.” It was time for the girls to go home so nothing more was said.
The next time the girls came home with Melony, it was Barbara who suggested that they get rid of the clothes. After Leah was nude, Barbara asked her if she would mind if she hugged her and proceeded to do so. Leah accepted this graciously and then, while continuing to hold her, asked Barbara if she would be OK with being treated the same as though she were her daughter too. To which she received a very formal “Yes, I would be honored.” Leah kissed her on the mouth and then on both nipples, saying that she loved having another daughter. It was then Peggy’s turn and she kissed Leah longingly and let her tongue slide delicately across Leah’s lips. She was rewarded with Leah’s tongue penetrating her mouth and dancing with her own tongue. Then Leah turned to Melony and said my new daughters are turning me on, will you please help release my tensions?
Melony got behind her mother and played with her breasts for a little while, pinching her nipples till they hardened as the two girls looked on with rapture. Melony then reached down with one hand to Leah’s clit and started a gentle manipulation of that organ. Barbara and Peggy were open-mouthed by this time. Leah told them to just sit back and enjoy as she was doing. Surely they had masturbated in privacy and having it done by a second person in front of others was just a little step beyond that. She was certainly enjoying this and was coming close to have a nice little orgasm. Having said that, she did exude some liquid around Meloney’s fingers and stiffened her whole body, smiling largely. Melony sucked her fingers clean and smiled at her two girlfriends. “I told you there were different ways to pleasure another person, this is one of them.”
Girls, I’m sorry that I was so horny from just embracing and kissing you. I’m not usually that way at all. I do enjoy sex, perhaps a little more so than do many other women my age, but I also can control my urges. You will not have to hold back or be careful around me, so as to not encourage my horniness. I certainly didn’t mean to scare you. Peggy was the first to say that she frigged herself a lot and thought that there was something wrong with her. She was glad that even an older woman did that too and was very open about it. Barbara hastened to say that she too was able to achieve a climax by touching herself and was really turned on by what had just happened. Would it be alright for her to release her tensions? Leah called her over to where she sat and asked her to sit on her lap.
As Barbara sat down Leah reached around her and massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples. Melony had walked over behind Peggy and tentatively hugged her in spoon fashion. As Peggy relaxed, Melony massaged her breasts and ran her fingers around each nipple. Mother and daughter continued their ministrations of the two girls by gripping their mons tightly and then slowly inserting one finger as far as it would go. This was swirled around the interior to enlarge it slightly and then a second finger was entered. A thumb caressed the clit and then chaffed it delicately. As the fingers were slid in and out the two girls began to moan in unison. Peggy was asked did she like what Melony was doing and she gasped yes, and please don’t stop. I’m so close. Mother and daughter reacted in synchronism by quickly moving the girls into sitting positions, kneeling in front of them, and applying their tongues to the girl’s clits and bringing both to orgiastic climaxes within minutes. Both girls had a beatific expression as they started coming down from their high.
It was Peggy who suggested that it would only be fair to return the favor, if that was alright with Melony. Both mother and daughter reacted by lying flat on the floor and asking the girls to lay on top of them in a 69 position. This had to be explained, but as the girls understood they responded with enthusiasm. Four tongues searched for sensitive spots and the two beginners were apt pupils as they discovered the thrill of a tongue salivating in their vagina. Leah taught them how to prolong the ecstasy by slowing their strokes and making their touch much lighter. They experienced the ultimate thrill of having their clit sucked and licked as they had multiple orgasms. The girls were now ready for more exciting times and learning new ways of pleasuring each other throughout the rest of eighth grade, and Leah was equally ready to help them along.

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dirty back roads – chapter 3

He lay there watching her sleep for a little while. His cock still hard from drinking in her naked young body. Now sharing the same bed, the same sheets, she lay sound asleep just inches from him. He stroked his hardness in her direction, sure that if he were to cum it would find it’s way to her perfect flesh. He shook his head and tried to regain some fatherly composure. He could not in good conscious try to have a sexual relationship with his baby girl, even if she was having congress with the dog. It was not his place. He needed a drink. He sat up and contemplated the situation. With a long sigh, he rose and headed off to the kitchen for some whiskey. With every step his thirst for the drink grew, until he was salivating as he shakily poured himself his first shot. His mind raced with visions of his daughter’s tiny body shaking and writhing under the thrusts of his old dog Rufus. Her innocent lust, unabashed desire for these new delights. He wanted to protect her from the world, but also to give her all the joy possible. He poured himself several more shots before he began to swig directly from the bottle, and his thoughts began to blur. He slumped down in his chair and nodded off for a bit. He groggily awoke in the middle of the night, not unaccustomed to this predicament of alcoholic slumber in whatever chair he was in. He rose rather unsteadily and staggered off to bed. When he slipped into his bed sheets, he was drunk enough to mistake his daughters warm body laying naked in his bed for that of a mystery woman. He was happy for his new prize, as he clambered clumsily under the sheets toward her. His eager wandering hands found their way to her little hole and his fingers probed her, finding her warm and still wet with the dog’s cum he climbed onto her and grunted into the back of her neck as he guided his drunken cock into her little pussy. Her tight slit felt so good on his cock as he fucked her little body pinned under his lumbering weight. Her face buried in the pillow, as his thrusts brought him closer and closer to his release.
She whimpered into the pillow as he drilled her. Awoken in such a strange manner, unable to move, but feeling the nice fullness like Rufus delivered, but different… slower and more deliberate. She could smell the whiskey on her fathers breath and fear shot through her. She wasn’t sure what to do, so she just lay there silently, not wanting to provoke his anger. She tried to relax and just enjoying the sensations he was delivering. Soon his thrusts quickened and his whole body tensed up as he groaned heavily in her ear. He collapsed against her, his body draped half over hers as he quickly fell asleep without even pulling out of her. She didn’t mind. In fact she had enjoyed the feelings, and could still feel his cock twitching inside of her. He woke her up again a few hours later, groggily resuming his course of action, and filling her little hole with another load of his cum before collapsing on her again. She had never felt so close to her father. This was like a dream come true. She only hoped that he’d make her feel as nice as Rufus did.
The rooster woke them both up in the morning. Her daddy twitched inside her, she could feel him hard again, grinding against her. He groaned and slowly roused to a conscious state… a state where he could begin to digest the situation. Here he lay on top of his little baby girl with his cock hard and inside of her – he was in fact slowly fucking his sweet daughter as his revelation unfolded before him. He threw himself off of her and recoiled in the sheets on the far side of the bed, silently wondering what he’d done. His little girl rolled over and faced him, her eyes wide. He stared back at her, wondering what she must think of him… what a monster he was. His self loathing was instantly quelled by her sweet innocent smile which grew bigger than he’d ever seen it. He reached out and swept her forehead with his fingers and apologized, hoping against hope that he hadn’t hurt her. She giggled and told him he was being silly. She sat up and asked him why he had stopped, because she thought it was a really nice way to wake up. His jaw nearly dropped, as his mind reeled from her reaction. He was beating himself up for no reason. His daughter was so special, and their new relationship was not something to turn into a shameful darkness, but a loving exploration.
She crawled across the bed to her daddy, and snuggled up against him. He opened his arms and wrapped his sheet around her naked young body. Running his fingers along her perfect smooth flesh and marveling at his luck. He kissed her neck so gently, and with each kiss he felt her pressing herself more firmly against him. His hard cock was twitching against her buttocks. His baby girl wiggled her ass against him. He whispered in her ear how much he loved her, as his hand slid down her side, savoring the smoothness of her young perfect skin, seemingly his for the taking.
She snuggled into her daddy’s warmth, feeling so safe and warm, but also a longing… a wanting she didn’t fully understand. She really liked it when her daddy had his thing inside her this morning. It had felt very different than Rufus, and it didn’t make her feel the same either. She wanted to try it again, but wasn’t sure what to ask for. Before she could say anything he began to rub his hands over her body. His fingers slid down her side, and she giggled because it tickled, and because it tickled she squirmed and pressed her wriggling little body even harder against her daddy. She felt something pressing between her legs, something hard and hot. As his hands moved over her body, she wiggled and giggled and felt his breath hot against the back of her neck. His hands slid up over her chest and he lifted her onto him as he rolled over onto his back. Now she was wriggling just against his body, and could feel the hard hotness pushing against her bum.
He held her body against his with one hand, while the other moved down to her hole. He slid his fingers through her cum filled slit and prodded the opening. He couldn’t believe what he was about to do. But there was nothing that could stop him now. Gripping his shaft, he unwedged it from underneath his little girl’s butt and guided into her tight little pussy. He eased it in slowly, and felt her body respond immediately. She arched her back ever so slightly and pushed back against him as he slowly entered her with his length. He slowly filled her, then equally as slowly withdrew, his first witting violation of his daughter’s physical body. This went beyond mere naughty thoughts, beyond jerking off in her room, beyond everything that was reasonable and right. But it felt so damn good. His conflict may have heightened his sensitivity, or perhaps it was the taboo thrill of fucking his baby girl. maybe it was the fact that she was so small and tight, but whatever the cause, he had never been so hard, so lustful, so driven. His cock felt like it was a mile long and a mile wide as he slowly pumped himself into her. She was enjoying it too, he could hear her faint panting on top of him. He began to stroke her little clit with his thumb, while continuing to hold her body tight to him with his other arm. He had never enjoyed a sexual act as much as he was enjoying every single thrust into his daughter. He fucked her like this for what seemed to be an eternity. Time slipped away as they silently bonded in this new wonderful way. So tenderly he loved her. He whispered in her ear what a good girl she was, how good she felt on top of him, how happy she was making him. He felt her body tensing, as he rubbed her little clit faster. He drove his cock into her deeper and pushed her little pelvis down onto his length as she started to cum and he whispered in her ear how much he loved her, his beautiful baby girl. His one and only.
If he could have seen her face as she came, as she heard his words, we would have seen the true definition of bliss. She had had so many new and wonderful experiences and feelings lately, but this was miles above those. She was somewhere else. Transported. Peaceful. Loved so completely. But all he felt was the enormous eruption in her loins, his cock buried inside of her while every muscle on her body shuddered against him, her pulse, her heat, her guttoral moans ebbing into gentle whimpers as her body yielded to it’s exhaustion and she melted onto him. Her spent limbs going slack at her sides, and her head lolling back against his jaw. He inhaled deeply as her hair fell across his face. He thrust once more into her hot little cunt, still clenching him spasmodically before his came too. His cock bursting at the seams inside her hot little hole. His seed gushed into his little girl, quickly spilling out, as his cock filled her every inch of her, with plenty to spare. He held onto her still, loving the feeling of their orgasmic bodies speaking their own muscular language. His cock twitched as her pussy clenched. Two happily spent bodies, bonded forever by this union. Staring at the ceiling through wisps of his beautiful girls hair, watching as the sun cast its earliest rays high across the room. He wondered as he lay there, just what the future had in store for him. A hopeful smile across his face, and a long lost sparkle twinkled in his eye once again.

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Superman-The Triad Chapter 3

Chapter 3 – Lois’s story
Fucking Luthor. He can’t do this to me. My head was hurting and I felt funny. As I opened my eyes, I saw my body on the medical bed. I knew it was me but it couldn’t be me. I am lying here on the floor.
I look down at myself and see a man’s body instead of my normal sexy woman’s body. It is Superman’s body. I look back at the bed and it is my body on the bed. With my new super hearing, I can hear the heartbeat and know that my body is still alive.
But what has happened to me. Luthor had to change my body with Superman’s body somehow. Why and how did he do it? I see a mirror over on the far wall and walk to it. I don’t see myself at all but see Superman. His broad chest and wide shoulders, hidden behind the blue suit. His steel gray eyes and cute little lock of curly hair hanging down. I look down at the crotch and see a bulge as I realized that the warm feeling that I am experiencing is part of an erection. I am getting turned on by seeing myself in the mirror.
I mean by seeing myself in Superman’s body.
I turn and see myself on the bed, still asleep. Luthor is on another bed and is also sleeping. I reach out and squeeze a piece of metal and the metal collapses in my hand as if it was made of tinfoil. As I squeeze my hand, I feel raw power flow through my body. I feel strong and powerful. And good. I have never felt this good before.
I look at my body laying on the bed. It looks so weak and frail and small. So pale and fragile. I look at the naked breasts and wonder why men find them so magical. I have seen women with breasts that I enjoyed looking at, but my own breasts never thrilled me.
For the first time in my life, I admitted to myself that I did not like the body that I was looking at. When I was a little girl, I always wanted to find some magical way to become a man because girls never did anything but play with dolls while boys got to play all the sports and to go everywhere. Then my gangly little girl body started changing into a young woman’s body and boys started hanging out around the house, trying to impress me and to get into my panties. I quickly learned that I had a power that I could use to control them and to get them to do what I wanted. As my body shaped up, my power over men increased. I became very manipulative and learned how to obtain whatever I wanted, by just flirting a little.
But it was not enough for me. I wanted a career and to prove myself in a male dominated world. So I left home and became a reporter and chased tough assignments. I learned how to dress professional and seductive. I learned how to use any method to obtain the story and the byline. But it was never enough. Women would talk to me about their husbands and soap operas that they watched. Or give me favorite recipes. I wanted men to talk to me about the football game, and to ask me to work on old cars with them as we drank beer. And I loved hearing a good dirty joke.
I guess that I had a classic case of penis envy. I remembered my adolescence all too well and what I did to explore that strange feeling I got whenever I saw a penis. I kinda went overboard and let my budding breasts be licked and sucked and fondled by all too many boys. Then there was that night when I let my cherry get popped, and all of the many sexual encounters afterwards. I couldn’t get enough and would sneak out of the house and let myself be the star of a drunken gang-bangs. Then I woke up sick and miserable one morning. All I could think about was the hot, sweaty jousts in the back seats of cars, and all of the guilt and misery that I hid. I didn’t want be a whore. I was just curious about having a penis. A real penis between my legs.
And now I have one of those magical hot dog like things between my legs. I want to pull it out and look at it, but this is not the place. I want to see what it is like to have sex as a man. To live as a man. To have a woman waiting on me and to service me.
I remember college and a very beautiful woman. Her name was Janice Pentelton. When she walked by me, I felt a very different warmth as she smiled at me. I knew that she wanted me and would be available for anything that I wanted. I enjoyed her smell. Once she borrowed a scarf from me and I could smell her warmth radiating from my scarf when she returned it. I could smell her very personal musky odor mixed with her cologne.
When I first met Janice, she was in very good shape. Or so I thought. But she didn’t like her body and started working out at the gym with the guys every day. Before long, she had a build that most men would want to have. Before muscular women became the norm as they are now, she wanted to be able to take care of herself and did not like taking the standard weak women’s role. She discovered that she liked the way that high heels showed off her calves and strong bare thighs from playing tennis and she worked on the rest of her body to develop it to the same high standards. She liked to flex as well as jiggle. She became strong and confident and powerful, as she shaped her body into a mass of feminine muscle. Her calves were two solid diamond shaped bulges. Her thighs were solid trees of solid, sinewy muscle. Her ass muscles were two perfect semicircles of hard, twitching flesh. Her skinny waist showed off her washerboard abdominal muscles. Her pectoral muscles were solid, giving her impressive cleavage just from her muscle. Her back and shoulder muscles looked like wings. Her biceps and her triceps showed the many hours that she spent lifting weights.
I was dating the quarterback then. I always had to date the most desirable man. I felt better when number one was after me. If I had moved to Washington instead of Metropolis, I would be dating the President now. Janice came to my room one afternoon and we spent the whole afternoon laughing and talking as we sipped a little wine. Janice worked out all of the time and was beginning to get a very solid muscular build on her for a woman. I remember that day, that she was wearing a tight, low cut muscle shirt that was showing off the deep cleft of her fine, heavy breasts and the solid wall of chest muscle that was holding the breasts up. At that time, that sort of build on a woman was rare and some people hinted that she was a dyke. But I knew better. I remember her smile as I eyed her powerful limbs, thick and brown, veined and taunting, bared by a revealing tank-top stretched to bursting by her big breasts. And what can I say to describe her long killer legs. After she left, I called the quarterback over and let him fuck me for the very first time.
I set Janice up with one my boyfriend’s teammembers. We went off to a cabin for the weekend. As Larry was fucking me, I was listening to the bed in the next room, as Janice groaned and moaned. The next morning, we let the guys go fishing while we relaxed in the back yard in our bikinis.
Janice suggested a backrub and I let her. I didn’t stop her when she unfastened my top and continued rubbing lotion into my back. When she commanded me to roll over, I did, but I kept my arms crossed as if to protect my boobs. Janice gently moved my arms away and finished covering my body with lotion, making sure that she rubbed it in. She told me that my breasts were dry and needed a second coat. I shut my eyes and let her coat my breasts with the warm lotion and then rub it into my skin. I was in seventh heaven and when she lightly kissed each nipple as she finished, I almost shuddered with delight.
Then she asked me to rub the lotion on her. She removed her top and bottom and rolled over. As I rubbed the lotion into her greedy skin, I watched her butt flex and could almost hear it whispering my name. Her flat stomach showed it’s chiseled muscularity on her abs. Her huge, muscular body was ripe and shining and brown with magnificent breasts that restored the femininity to her wonderful body. As I looked at her long hair flowing down her back, I felt a very strong sexual desire for her.
She rolled over and I was rubbing the lotion on her front and having a difficult time controlling myself. She spread her legs so that I put lotion up in the area where I wanted to put my head. I was feeling very dizzy and wanted her very much. Just as I decided to learn how to become a muff diver, the guys returned. The rest of the weekend went downhill. I didn’t want Larry to touch me and pretended that my period was starting.
I was too young and didn’t know what I really wanted and desired. I wanted her to become my lover, but I was afraid that I would get a reputation as a lesbian. So we never did anything with each other, but desire each other. I wonder what she is doing now and if she still has that same wonderful body?
I stare down at my very unfamiliar erection that my thoughts were having on this male body. It has changed position within it’s confinement. It is almost as if it had a mind and will of it’s own. I felt it slowly stiffen and rise up the center of my body as it hugged my belly from the tight jerkin. When I was Lois, I wanted Superman to fuck me. I tried every trick in the book but he played hard to get. So I turned on the sexual charm and accepted his challenge. He might get to fuck me but I would really win our contest.
I used to lie in my bed and think about what it would be like to have his cock buried in me. And then I tired of my dreams. I restored the wonderful feeling by pretending that Janice was in the bed with us and we were doing a threesome. I went to the local bookstore and bought a big long thick dildo and used to pretend it was his cock in me. And now his cock is my cock. To do with as I wish.
I tried to get Clark Kent in bed once after a party. I think it was more a result of the wine than of my desire for him. He is worse than Superman about trying to run from me. I like Clark, but he does nothing for me. He is a good reporter and I like working with him, but I don’t really want him as a sexual partner. I don’t know why I tried to screw him.
I look back at my body and think about fucking it. But for some reason, I don’t want to. Isn’t that strange. My own body doesn’t turn me on.
My cock feels so hard. I can feel the foreskin easing back as it grows to it’s maximum hardiness and length. It must be eight inches. Shit. I am a man now and can lie about my cock’s length. It is ten inches at least.
I focus on one of the straps holding my former body to the table and watch as my X-ray vision melts the strap, without causing a fire. Then I use my X-ray vision and look at my former body under the clothes. Although I know every pimple and imperfection on it, I have to look at it, to prove to myself that I am no longer that person. I know that I was her, but I am not her now. I am also not Superman. I may be in his body, but I know that I am not him and do not want to be him. I have these strong desires running through my body and I don’t know how to react to them.
I walk over to my former body and touch it. The skin is so fragile. How did I ever survive in that body. With one quick easy snapping motion, I break all of the straps holding her in place. That’s right. Her. It is not me lying on that table. That is no longer my body.
I am very confused. I feel very different. I feel very strange. I feel very strong. I have to go away and examine what I feel and discover who I am. I have to know who I am.
I leap into the air and barely make it through the opening because my aim was off. I quickly rise to a high altitude and go out into outer space. I look back at Earth and know that I cannot return to my former body. I am Superman. Now and forever.
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I came back to Earth and flew across the ocean. I landed on Mount Everest and enjoyed the scenery for a moment. Although it had to be freezing cold up here, I was not feeling any discomfort at all. And this beautiful vista was mine to enjoy whenever I wanted to come here.
I leaped again and kept heading west. When I reached the ocean, I dived into the water and flew slowly through the water, watching the fish as I followed them and easily kept up with them in their domain.
Then I headed up back into the sky and back toward America. I focused my eyes and discovered how to activate my telescope vision and to use my X-ray vision with it. I focused upon Luthor’s laboratory and saw that my former body was conscious now and was talking to Luthor. As I stared at my half-naked former body, I knew that they could take care of themselves now. As for myself, I had to find out what happened to Janet.
I changed direction slightly and headed to my old college town. I wonder what my former classmates would do if they know that their former alumna was now the most powerful alumni of their school.
With my x-ray vision, I was able to search the school records as I flew there. I found Janet’s address and traced her to her new home through other records in the City Hall. She is married now.
I imagined what it would be like to find her and to let her see me in my new body. I would tell her who I used to be. She would look at me and remember how she used to feel about me. She would stand there in silence, wanting to know why I came back. I would pull her tightly against me and our lips would come together in a very passionate kiss. She would get very turned on and would push my jersey and cape off of my shoulders and began to undo my belt. She would run her hands over my warm, firm chest and lick my neck as I undress her.
I would step back and look at her perfectly sculpted legs and let my gaze flow to her stiff nipples. Then I would take her back into my arms, pressing her up against the wall as I kissed her deeply. My hand would brush up along her thigh until my fingertips found her mound.
I would spread her legs, placing soft kisses on the inside of each thigh, hearing her groan as my lips finally made contact with her clit and rubbed my hungry tongue against her most sensitive spot. I know what a good tongue can do when used right. Most men like to rush but women really like a slow darting in and out.
Then I would pick her up and fly away to a lush green mountain top where I would undress myself completely. She would curl her fingers around my throbbing shaft and draw me to her as she laid back to receive me. She would stroke me softly as she took my cock into her warm, wet lips. She would run her tongue over me inch by inch, and slowly, take my hard cock into her mouth. She would suck on my cock until it was almost ready to explode and then would beg me to give it to her.
I would move carefully at first, stroking in and out slowly, gently, until I picked up speed and intensity until I was plunging into her as hard and fast as I could without hurting her. She would cum hard as her juices flowed down my throbbing cock, causing me to cum also.
I landed on the door step of the address that I had found and rang the door bell. Although I could look into the house, I decided not to. My cock is hard from the most wonderful daydream that I just experienced.
The door opens and she is standing there. I don’t know who was staring more at each other. Me or her. Gone was the trim, healthy, young woman that I remembered. In her place was an overweight, kinda grubby woman. She was wearing an oversized shirt and had a baby on her hip. Where she had always been very neat and kept her body in good shape in college, she was now overweight and her unbrushed hair needed coloring and styling.
“Superman” she whispered.
“Hello, Janet. Uh… A mutual friend of ours, asked me to look you up while I was in town. Lois said to tell you hello.” I said, hearing my voice for the first time.
“Lois who?” she said with a quizzical look on her face.
“Lois Lane, from your college.” I said, feeling just a little embarrassed and wanting to leave.
“Lois. I haven’t thought about her for years. Did she ever get her a job as a model? She was always so pretty and had such a nice body. I married her former boyfriend after college. This is our third child.” she said as she shifted the child.
I took a quick glance with my x-ray vision at her chest. Her once solid chest was now nothing but flab. Her large, wonderful breasts, were sagging and drooping from the volume of repeated child nursing. Her hips had rolls of fat hanging over and her wonderful musky smell had become very rancid smelling to my over sensitive nose.
“No, she became a reporter. I am sorry but I must go now.” I said as I turned and leaped into the sky.
As I flew away leaving a very puzzled woman standing on her front step, I almost shuddered to think that could have just as easily been me. I almost fell into that married woman trap.
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Belinda 2

Note: Yeah I hate these too so I’ll be quick. Interesting note is right after I posted this I ran into Belinda across the street at the mailbox wearing cut off shorts and a white button down shirt. Insert Twilight Zone music here. I may have to get to know her a bit better.
Belinda – 2
I didn’t get a hell of a lot of sleep last night. Physically I was spent from yesterday’s gardening. Tired and sore. I’m not the kid I used to be damn-it. Mentally I was wide awake with Belinda’s show replaying in my mind. I’m not sure if it was the body aches that kept me tossing all night or the constant woody that kept me from easily turning over. I just know Monday Morning’s alarm was even more harsh than usual. My dog was far more willing to get up than I was. I turned and rolled myself into a sitting position where I argued with myself that it was really still Sunday before giving in and slipping on my sandals and robe and letting my dog out. One of the best things I ever purchased was my pod coffee maker. It makes a perfect single cup in about a minute. I pushed the button before getting the creamer from the fridge and pouring some into the waiting mug of soon to be life-blood. The delicious aroma of fresh coffee filled my kitchen. Always makes me feel better. I was half awake staring out my window at my wall of shrubs, waiting on my coffee to finish, when something from last night popped into my mind. Belinda had drunkenly admitted to me that she had been watching me. I pondered that as I took my first sip. She said that she had watched me in the morning and in watched me in my office from her bedroom window. …..Watched me in the morning….. Right now I’m doing the same thing I always do; robe, coffee and wake up. Fifteen minutes from now I would be back for more coffee but by then I’m usually fresh from the shower and naked. The ground floor of my house is about three feet above ground level so the only way to see in was from the second floor of her house which would also give her a clear view of my office. I kept myself from glancing up at her window because it also occurred to me that she may be awake right now. Unlike me she has to drive to her office. Would she be taking the time right now or in the next… 13 minutes after my shower. I’m thinking now. I’m thinking that after I left she had the same night of tossing and turning, while thinking about what we did for each other, that I did. Right now she’s in her window teasing a nipple and fingering her clit while watching me. The thought was making me hard and I’m going to take advantage of that.
I put my coffee down cause I would really hate to spill it. With my robe tenting all I had to do was move it aside and my cock was free. I was thinking of her fingers sliding in and out of her while she sat on that chair while I slowly stroked myself. I loved how soft my skin is and how I can feel the veins in my member. I wanted to give her a good show so I let my hand drift down to my balls a few times. I let some saliva drop from my mouth onto my cock to add lubrication and a nice visual shine. It wouldn’t be too long before I had that familiar feeling in my balls so I had to figure out an exit. I wanted to tease her not show her everything she wanted. I wanted her watching more so I didn’t want to give her what she wanted to see right off the bat. I wanted her thinking about what would have happened. At queue my dog piped up. Her barking was the perfect exit. I dropped my cock and closed the robe to go let my dog in which also took me out of Belinda’s view. Smiling at myself I kept the rest of my morning as normal. Maybe cause a little extra frustration.
My office is on the second floor of my home. I’m one of those people referred to as lucky because I only spend maybe two days at the main office a year. People think its wonderful because I can listen to my music as loud as I want, don’t share a bathroom, wear what I want (or lack thereof) and can do just about as I please as long as my work gets done. The reality is I never see people face to face so the job had made me somewhat a hermit and the only way I ever get a sick day is if my ass is tied to a toilet. I tend to spend a lot of time in my office and not getting out much have taken to an online video chat program that is an exhibitionist’s and voyeur’s wet e-dream. That is what she meant when she said watching you in your office. She can see right in my office window and she’s been watching me watching and performing for others. She has probably seen me masturbate dozens of dozens times. Last night was either payback or a thank you and I bet she has been thinking about doing it for months. Maybe years. The last omission that she made was that she has watched me and my girlfriends. They have never been in my office, any of them. Nor have I fucked any of them next to my coffee pot. Bedroom, living room, dining room, bathroom and even once in the garage and once on the front porch. Theoretically she could have watched from her bedroom perch into the dining room and could have been walking by when I was doing Karla on the front porch. Any of the others she would need a different vantage point and my bedroom would require her to be right at the window on the north side of the house. The opposite side she is on. In fact all these rooms are on the main floor which leaves me to one conclusion. She peeps. Okay two conclusions. She peeps and my dog aint worth shit as a guard dog.
Question is, now that I know one of her secrets and we have masturbated for each other live how do I take advantage of it. How do I use that for my advantage. One thing about sex online is that you get a hell of a lot more once you master the art of the tease. I am the master. I need to get her more actively involved. Simple she needs to play in my world. In my office I opened Word and simply printed out my cell phone number and taped it to my office window and left it there all day and all night.
The next morning rolled around pretty much the same as the first. Get up. Let dog out. Coffee. I stood there mug in hand staring out my kitchen window at my hedge again. This time I picked up my cell, looked at it for a minute and then set it on the window ledge. I walked away to let my dog in and fed her. When I came back I had a text.
“I liked yesterday morning better.”
I texted back, “Me too. What do you have up there a telescope?”
“Something like that.”
“Maybe I’ll give you a peek later if you’re good.”
“I wasn’t good last night?”
“That was last night. You have to earn tonight.”
“How?”
I didn’t reply. She asked the same question again but I just left it alone. Not long after she left for work and I headed upstairs to begin mine. I didn’t hear from her again until just after noon when my phone beeped. I had a text from Belinda.
“You can take the sign down now.”
“Awww is it interfering with your view?”
“YES! I want to see you!”
“Send me a sexy pic. If you want to see me then I get to see you too.”
“Noooooooo! Come on take the paper down. I have to go back to work soon!!!!”
“You want to watch me stroke my hard cock?”
“OMG Yes!!! ”
“LOL. Pic first.”
“I don’t have time. 🙁 ”
“I can wait until you get home.”
“Damnit Michael!”
With that I saw her drive away in her truck, flipping me off as she drove by. I couldn’t help but smile.
About 9:00pm my phone beeped. Belinda sent me an image titled “How is this?” She was in her bathroom wearing her cutoffs and the same white button down blouse from before. This time the shirt was wet and the bikini top was missing. The fabric wasn’t very thick so I could easily make out the shape of her breasts and see her hard nipples pushing against her shirt. I needed more.
I walked into my kitchen and undid my pants before I got into her view. I was already hard from the picture Belinda had sent so all I had to do was slide my hand under my shorts and begin to slowly stroke. While holding the phone in front of me I slowly walked by the window. When I was out of sight I pulled my hand out and sat on my couch.
Beep. “Hey where did you go?”
I replied with, “Took you long enough. I had given up on you.”
“Went to the bar after work because of you. Where did you go?”
“You didn’t like?”
“No. All I saw was your hand in your pants. Where did YOU GO?”
“You have to give to get.”
“I gave last night. Wasn’t that fucking enough?”
“I want another. Full frontal. Make is sexy and I’ll answer your question.”
A few minutes passed and an image came in. This time she was topless and holding a pink vibrator that she was teasing her nipple with. God she looked too hot.
I texted “Living room.”
My living room has two windows. The north window is completely obscured by my insanely large HDTV. Bachelor remember? The west side window leads to my front porch which is currently overgrown with ivy. I’m not really into yard work. My TV is hooked into my network so it was nothing to send Belinda’s last picture to the TV. It fell apart a little when it was enlarged so much but still looked good. I turned off the lights, the only illumination was from the screen of my TV, took off my clothes and stretched out on my couch. My head was towards the window where Belinda would be watching. She would essentially be looking over my shoulder. I kept myself hard by lightly stroking myself until my phone beeped. It was Belinda texting me.
“That’s my picture. 🙂 You look yummy.”
“Was wondering where you were. I was just thinking of last night when you licked my cum off my hand,” I replied one handed while I intensified my stroking.
“I thought about it all day. I want more.”
“mmmm I wouldn’t mind holding your head while I slide in and out of your mouth.” I let my hand drift down to my balls.
“OMG I would love that. I want that!”
“I want to put you back in your chair. I want my fingers inside you. My tongue on your clit.” I moved my hips and back a bit to emphasize my motions.
“Im sooooo wet. I love watching you play.”
“After I make you cum I could slide this hard cock into you.” My hand wrapped around my cock and I took long strokes.
“Its been so long. I need you.”
“Slowly slide in and then almost all the way out before sliding in again. Long full hard deep strokes.” I heard the handle to my door jiggle.
“You should let me in.”
I kept going. “Pull you off the chair and into my lap impaling you on my cock.”
“Open the door.”
“Riding me up and down. Slamming my hard cock into your wet pussy.” She knocked on the Window. I quickened the pace.
She texted “OMG im dripping. Open the door so I can fuck you NOW.”
“You want this?”
“Fucking hell open the door pleeaseeeee!!!!!”
“You slide off. I stand and you take my cock in your mouth. I erupt filling your mouth full of cum.”
“OMG yes I WANT that! Let me in”?
I could feel the pressure building. I quickened the pace and came hard, shooting ropes of cum up my chest. I lay there panting for a moment before scooping up a glob of cum. I stood and walked to the window. Belinda was there looking disheveled; hair out of sorts, wild eyes and pants unbuttoned. She put her hand on the window. Two of her fingers were very wet. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and licked my cum off my fingers. I could see the want in her eyes. Slowly I reached down and picked up the remote, blew her a kiss and shut off the TV sending us both into darkness. From the other side of the glass I distinctly heard “Damn it Michael” as I walked away to clean up. I did not look back. I simply went to the bathroom to clean up and then climbed into bed. I did not look at any window and I did not check any of the text messages I heard coming into my phone that I left on the couch. I just laughed and went to sleep.
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The next morning I got up as usual and grabbed my phone. While my coffee maker poured me a cup I thumbed through all four of them.
“You really should let me in so I can clean you up.”
“You left your phone on the couch???”
“That was cruel.”
“Fun but cruel. Fine.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
Those were the only texts I had form her until late that night when she asked me to join her at one of the local bars for a drink. Bar may be a bit of a stretch. Hole in the wall is probably a better description. No one is their right mind would call the Silver Saddle a bar. Its only advantage was its reputation for making strong drinks. It took me all of about 15 minutes to get there. Belinda was sitting at the end of the bar surprisingly alone. The only other people there were the bartender, a couple of cowboys with their girlfriends playing pool at one of two poorly lit tables and a guy trying to balance his beer on a Galaga machine so he could fish out a quarter from his pocket. The Eagles was playing on a CD Boombox behind the bar.
I ordered a Stoli tonic (I’m pretty sure I saw the bartender dust off the cap) and headed for Belinda. She was wearing a tight short red dress. Not something you would wear to a bar on a casual basis. Her purse was on the bar and red high heels on the floor. The drink in front of her was almost empty so I motioned to the bartender to get her another. I fished a $20 out of my wallet and dropped it on the bar next to her. She looked up with a big smile and leaned over for a hug which I gratefully returned.
“You were great last night” she purred in my ear followed by a hard slap across my face. “You dick! You should have let me in! I can’t believe you did that to me!”
“You dissevered it after what you did to me.”
The bartender set our drinks down. I thanked him and downed almost the entire drink. He took the $20 and walked away.
I continued, “besides, I did nothing more to you than you did to me.”
“I know but I didn’t think you would do it back to me!!! I was sure you would let me in.”
“You enjoyed yourself didn’t you?” I asked. She just smiled at me. “So been a voyeur long?”
“Im not that drunk to answer that yet,” she replied.
The bartender returned with another drink for me and a $5. “Ah were going to need a couple of shots of tequila it looks like. I fished out another $20 and dropped it on the bar.
“Each?” he asked.
I laughed. “Sure, what the hell.”
The bartender grabbed a couple of lowball glasses and poured two fingers of Jose in both. I looked at him and said “I like this place.”
He took the $20 and said “So do I,” before walking off to the cash register.
Belinda looked at the glass, “Are you trying to kill me?”
“The bartender may be trying to kill both of us.” I picked up the glass and slammed it down. I had to steal a lime wedge from his bar buddy. Those two huge swallows were burning. Belinda had no problem and waved off the lime. The bartender grabbed the bottle of Jose and started over. “Give us five minutes to make sure we survive the first one okay?” He just nodded, set the bottle down and started wiping down the bar.
I turned back to Belinda. “So, how long have you been a voyeur?”
She blushed a little. Maybe it was the tequila….. “Fine, not until you moved in okay. John was always drunk and it had been a long long LONG time since we had sex. I saw you out doing yard work one day and I happened to be particularly frustrated so I watched you for a while.”
“You watched me?”
“Okay I didn’t just watch you.”
Apparently the five minutes had passed and I was too distracted by Belinda because the glasses had tequila in them again and my change was gone. Still no limes. I looked at the bartender and he just shrugged.
“What do we drink to?” She didn’t wait. The tequila was gone in an instant. She set the glass on the bar upside down.
“You turn the glass over so he knows not to refill it.”
Glad she told me that earlier. I tossed the tequila back and flipped the glass when I set it down.
She looked at me. “I want you to take me to your home and fuck me like one of your other girlfriends and we need to do it now before the tequila hits and we can’t drive.”
I stood, pulled out my wallet and looked at the bartender questioningly.
“You’re good” he said so I pulled out a $10 for him and dropped it on the bar, picked up her shoes and purse and put my arm around Belinda. Out the door we went and over to her car.
“Follow me to my house and wait for me,” said Belinda.
“Sure but…..”
“Just follow me.”
Five minutes later she parked her car behind her house and motioned me to wait. I watched her run inside and sat there for what seemed like forever as the tequila buzz intensified until she came back out. She had definite problems keeping it straight even though she is barefoot. She yanked the door open and jumped in slamming it behind her.
“God I’m drunk!” she laughed before grabbing me and placing a deep kiss on my. Our tongues met and danced together for a minute before she leaned back. “Come on lets go and take us around the block before you bring me to your house.”
I was barely 20’ away before she was ripping open my jeans and pulling my cock out. There was no tender kissing the head or licking the shaft or jerking it off. My hard cock went straight into her mouth and throat. Her lips were at my balls in seconds. She held herself there for several seconds. I could feel her shift positions by the way my cock moved in her throat. Her gag reflex was trying to kick in and she was resisting it. Another 20 seconds later she came up with a gasp for air. Her lips were shining and drool had accumulated at the corners of her mouth.
“I want you to take me in your house and fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before. I want you to fuck me on your dining room table and I don’t want you to hold anything back do you understand?”
I took my fingers and weaved them in her hair and pushed her back into my lap. She took the queue and took me in her mouth and throat again. This time I began to thrust. Her gag reflex kept trying to kick in but she made no effort to pull back or push herself off of me. I rounded the last corner and pulled up in stopped in front of my house and pulled her head up. She came up gasping and eyes watering.
“Like that?” I asked.
“Just like fucking that!”
I buttoned up my pants and pulled her from the car and led her inside my house shutting the door behind us. Belinda walked into the dining room and stood there looking out the window at her house. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her. My hands drifting over her body until they came to rest on her hips. I used my fingers to scrunch up enough fabric of her dress to get a good hold and then pulled it up over her head and off her body. She was left standing in just a black lacey bra, no panties. Returning to my position behind her, I ran my fingers into her hair and put my lips to her neck. My free hand ran down her body and found the wet lips of her shaved pussy. She tried to reach around me but as soon as she found cock, I stepped back and took her hands.
“No. You don’t get to touch” I told her.
I led Belinda the few steps to the table edge and moved a chair out of the way before setting her on top and pushing her legs wide open, whispering to her to keep herself busy while I take off my clothes. She smiled while I stepped back. She used her fingers to spread her lips open before sliding two fingers inside of her. She leaned back resting on one elbow never breaking eye contact as I slowly took off my clothes. There was no reason to rush to this sex starved exhibitionist. A small puddle was forming underneath her as her fingers worked in and out of her. Naked, I walked over slowly to her and dropped to one knee putting me perfectly level with what I so badly wanted to taste. I ran my tongue up the side of her lips and took full control of her clit before removing her fingers and replacing them with my own. She began arching her back with each breath, exhaling as a moan. It took only minutes to send her into her first orgasm which I was very pleased to discover became extremely loud when I locked my lips over her clit and applied a little suction and increased tongue pressure while she shook and screamed.
Keeping my fingers in her and parting them slightly I stood and slid my hard cock into her slowly. She shut her eyes and arched her back at the slow intrusion. I removed my fingers leaving all cock and quickly slid the rest of my shaft inside of her, balls deep, causing her eyes to shoot open and taking the air from her lungs. She sat fully up and kissed me deeply tasting herself on my lips, a taste she is surely familiar with I’m sure. I reached around and unclasped her bra, peeling her arms away from me so I can get the straps off of her. I tossed it over by the dress.
She hissed, “fuck me its been too long since I’ve had a cock in me….. fuck me….. hard”
I began to thrust harder and quicker taking my cock as deep as I could with each long stroke into her. If she wanted fucked hard and dominated who was I to say no? Our skin was slapping together rhythmically as she kneaded her own breasts, pinching and pulling up on her nipples. I didn’t have to wait long for her second orgasm. The quickness of its onset surprised even her. While her walls clamped down on my cock she squeaked out a scream. It was almost enough to send me over the edge but I wanted more. As soon as her orgasm stopped I pulled her off the table, spun her around, bent her over and slammed my cock back into her.
“Give me your arms,” I said.
She obliged by bringing her arms up behind her like she was about to be handcuffed. Something I noted for future reference; bring handcuffs. I put both the thumbs together in my right hand and raised her arms up forcing her to keep her chest flat on the table while I continued fucking her. The motion caused the table to sway in time with the thrust. On one hand I didn’t want to break my table but on the other hand she felt too wonderful inside to stop and it had been way too long since she had been fucked good. Her panting, moaning combination was increasing with pitch and volume. I let go of her arms which she quickly used to grasp the table edges. Not missing a beat I raised her left leg up and placed it on the table and keeping my arm on the table to give her added help. This opened her up wide allowing the tip of my thrusting cock to bottom out inside her. She was so wet from her orgasms that each time I pulled my cock out in preparation of thrusting back in, some of her own juices leaked out and were dripping down our legs. This was better than I hoped for. I worked up some saliva and let it drip from my mouth onto her asshole. Using my thumb I rubbed it around, causing a sensation she really liked, and then slipped my thumb in with little effort. I continued fucking her while I worked my thumb around watching her for any show of resistance. When it became evident that there was none, I slipped my cock out, repositioned and began to slide it in her ass. I had more than enough lubrication provided by her pussy to easily plunge my cock into her ass. She gripped the table edges fiercely as her moans turned into a high pitch squeal. Once I was all the way in I had no problem picking up the stroke and penetrating her ass fully. I rode her ass for all its worth; hard and fast. She loved every second of it. That familiar pressure was beginning to build. I wasn’t going to last much longer so in one stroke I slid out of her ass and all the way into her pussy slamming home the last two inched as I erupted deep and aggressively within her sending her into a final loud orgasm which, for her, ended up in blackness as she passed out. Her body limp I felt the final few spurts of my cum milked from my cock.
Panting I stood there regaining my composure before letting my semi-hard cock slip out from within their walls. She was completely unconscious. I lifted her and carried her into my bedroom and lay her softly onto my bed. I stood, shakily from the sex. The effects of the tequila were fucked out of me. Gazing down I admired her beauty. Perfect tanned skin, nice curves and toned muscles. I wanted much more of this beauty but am not the kind of guy to fuck someone who is passed out. It will have to wait. I opened up my nightstand and took out two items. The light blanket I used to cover her up so she stays warm. The handcuffs are to keep her close in case she wants to play in the morning. I locked one wrist to the headboard before climbing up and lying down next to her.

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Aunt Pat seemed child like for a moment almost like she was one of us. The way she begged him & rubbed her body on him to gain the favor. He obliged. She jumped onto the bed lying on her back & wiggled herself under the powder. She opened her legs & said that she wanted to be sprinkled “down there” we all giggled. He said we should all get sprinkled down there. Pat said it was ok & told us to open up & he sprinkled us. Then she pulled him to her, whispered something to him & they kissed. She wrestled him onto his back & undressed him & said to us it was his turn to be a “powder angel”. We laughed & were excited at what was happening. When she got him undressed his dick was hard…we said nothing! Aunt Pat stood up on the bed, covered in powder, sprinkling powder down on Tony all over his body & hard dick. He pulled us to him as if tickling us while Pat cheered us all on. It was naughty; it was nice. I remember his breathing as he put me on his chest & belly making me lie on my back, running his hands over my body; I remember the feel of the powder & his touch. It felt good. He never touched my pussy but he grabbed my thighs pulling them up to my chest spread them wide while telling Aunt Pat to sprinkle me “down there”. He took turns doing that to us all even their daughter Tanya. There was that sneaky flirty look in both their eyes. I don’t remember if he cummed or not.
That was the start of us 3 cousins experimenting with each other sexually when we can get away with it. Tanya & I in adulthood had a couple of sessions, even a threesome with one of her boyfriends.
One Sunday morning Aunt had to do our hair for church & so she sat on the couch with her housecoat on & one by one we had our turn sitting on the floor in front of her in between her legs. When it was my turn I sat down with my back to her while watching TV. I could smell her pussy it was doing something to me; I wanted to reach in & touch it. I snuck a couple of peeks as at it. We left for church. You would’ve never known looking at us in public, in church that any of those things were taking place. After church we had dinner, our bath & settled in the living room for a rented movie. Tanya had fallen asleep & was in her bed across the room. Tony was on one end of the couch & I was sitting in his lap. Aunt Pat was sitting next to him her head on his shoulder & her legs on the couch. Tiff was on the floor in front of the TV. The only light in the room was coming from the TV & I could see Tony playing with Pat’s tits, her head was on one of his thighs now. His breathing was changing & sounded familiar. He stroked my legs with one hand while he played with her with his other. His dick was hard under my ass. He told me to get off & join Tiff on the floor. I knew they wanted the couch to themselves. Tiff was really into the movie & oblivious to what was going on, I on the other hand wanted to see what they were up to. Pat went into her room & came out with a blanket & covered herself with it. Tony was now sitting with his back to the armrest with his legs sprawled on the couch & Pat laying between them. I kept peeking & saw her head moving between his legs. After a while Pat was sitting up between his leg both of them covered but could see that they both were moving. Then they stopped. I remember nothing else but being woken up for school in the morning.
I never understood Tony’s reluctance to touch our pussies. At times I wanted him to touch mine. When I think about him now in my fantasies during masturbation it’s his breathing I think of the most. I think about Aunt Pat too, the frenzied look in her eyes when we’d have our sessions.
We had wrestling & tickle fights with Tony. We would have horsy hump rides with them both. One day it was just they & I. Aunt Pat was in her nightie with no panty on, he was buck naked & I was with my nightie with my panty on. He says to Pat that he wants to play horsy & lays on her back & begins to hump on her ass she starts to moan. He then turns to me picks me up, makes me straddle her ass & tell me to hump the horsy. I do. He then turns me around lays me on my back on Pat’s raises my legs up & start to tell me how nice I am & how much of a good girl I am, all while looking at my crotch. He bends down & kisses me on my pussy, softly over & over & over again, Aunt Pat’s body begins shiver. He pulls me off her, stands me up & removes my panty. He sits me back on her ass with his hands around my hips he guides my movements making me rub my bare pussy on her ass. I hump her like I hump my cousins when we play. Aunt Pat starts whimpering & her body shaking. Her head buried in the pillow. It was feeling good I didn’t it to end. I wanted to live with them. My pussy felt good & hurt at the same time. Aunt Pat’s body shaking scared me but not enough to stop, her cries his breathing his sweat all of it was filling my head. Pat turn slowly & I rolled off. She says “Fuck me now Tony!”…He starts to kiss her body &…

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