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ANAL ASSAULT Part-1

This story is about an unforgettable dark experience that I had while I tried to masturbate outdoor in nowhere and just got a rather dark turn out experience of being gang raped.

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Reading Allowed, Pt.9

With this chapter our story comes to an end, at least for now. My writing partner for this series, lamignonne, has entered a very busy period in her life and won’t have time to write in the foreseeable future. I will, however, post some of my solo stories occasionally, and you can also purchase my two collections of short erotica and my erotic-romance novel here: http://www.fictionwise.com/ebooks/a43330/Zen-Mackie/? Thanks to all the readers who left their comments about this series – feel free to get in touch. –Zen

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Weird Kid

This is my first REAL attempt at a story. I’m going to take my time with this one; if you don’t like the lack of sex in it then I’m sorry. If all goes well I’ll post some more of it. Be Gentle.
Weird Kid
I was never really accepted by my peers. I was always the outcast. just because I did things out of norm. While played football, I watched MMA. While they complained I would work hard. If they smoked and drank I would silently curse them for those stupid things to themselves.
My name is Jack O’Conner, and I’m one weird kid. When I was younger talked a lot. It seemed that when I was asleep I would store up all my thoughts for the next morning. And when my mother would say “good morning sweetie” I would unleash all of my stored up thoughts in on movement of my lips. It must have been extremely annoying to have to listen to random bits about my scattered and frantic dreams.
When I turned 12 I was already attending Elementary school. I wasn’t exactly the most popular. In fact I wasn’t as social as I had been a few years before. I had no friends, and liked to keep to myself. It may have seemed like it was all on my own doing, but it wasn’t. I wanted to be social with people, but it was really hard for me; partly because I was very shy and that I couldn’t relate to anything others did. I was always fascinated with computer games, and reading books, such a quality was and still is very hard to find in people. So with that I was classified as a “Nerd.” And slowly after that I was weeded out of activity groups, and all my “friends” slowly faded away; people in general stopped communicating with me.
But now I’m 16, and it seems that what had happened for four years is going to continue. I walk the halls of my high school a social outcast, ignored and forgotten. To try and fit in I gave my hand at football, it seemed as though I had broken my cardinal rule; Never get involved with others. I created that rule, because it seemed that I would make quite a fool of myself if I attempted to do things with others. And as you may have guessed it was a complete failure, and it was slightly crushing.
There is one thing that I appreciate about myself. I won’t brag, because I know there are others that are better looking. But, I’m 6’4″ and I tip the scales at 235 lbs.
 
I do think that the one “good” thing that came out of the unwarranted hate; was that I had plenty of extra time to work on my physique. Most everybody would spend that time with friends, or at some sort of sporting event; not me. I would come home from school every day, complete my daily assignments and then head to my in-home garage. I would do rigorous workouts either at my house or at the school weight room. It would consist of Running, Free weights and punching bag striking. The only downside was that it seemed to worry my mom; she thought I was depressed or angry. I am neither, I’m actually quite grateful for their hate towards me. It allowed me to build up defensive barriers that are so desperately needed in today’s society.
But, I’ll get along with what I have to say. My story begins at the middle of my sophomore year in high school. I was 16 as I said, and it was just one of those average days. It was a Wednesday morning, and it was a cold one. “Shit” I thought to myself. Everyone was wearing at least a jacket, and it was April! But it didn’t bother me, seeing as I had a car and my license.
“Jack! Jack! Hurry up! Your gonna be late!” my mother wildly yelled from the kitchen. I didn’t utter a response. I just threw on my favorite red shirt, and faded jeans. I realized the time and quickened my pace down the hall towards the front room. “Ma…….” I stopped mid sentence, I wanted to speak but I was in complete shock; almost to the point of fainting. Taylor Behnke, the prettiest girl in my sophomore class was sitting on my couch! “Uh…uh…Hey” I stupidly sputtered at her. “Hey Jack” she sweetly voiced. She said it so lightly, that it made me almost faint again.
“Oh good, you met your new carpool buddy!” I was dumb struck. “Her mother asked if you could take her with you to school.” I simply nodded my acceptance, I felt it was little too eager; but oh well. I would try and hide my fright of her; she was such a beautiful girl and I’m a shy dweeb. It was slightly nerve racking. “Well, Taylor we have to get going.” I followed her to the door, “Good bye Sweetie!” my mother yelled at me. I blushed deeply as Taylor lightly giggled.
As we drove to school I kept glancing over at Taylor; god was she beautiful. She could move cities with her looks; 5’5″, Brown hair and the deepest blue eyes. She woke me out of the trance with a “What’s wrong?” I suddenly realized that I had been caught staring at her, “Erm, nothing…sorry.” I muttered. I was quiet all the way to school after that. I quickly noticed the routine. I would take her to and from school with me and then drop her off at her house after school. Except Fridays, she would usually wait for me; partly because she did homework in the library and that I lifted at the school on Fridays. And it was one of those Fridays that changed it all for me. It was rainy and cold again, so not many people stayed after school for anything. So I had the weight room all to myself, so I decided to get on with my lift.
It was somewhere around 30 minutes into my workout when I heard a loud “Stop!” I would of normally let this go, but given the conditions I couldn’t. I exited the room, and saw light coming from one of the many darkened classrooms. I slowly opened the door and noticed 2 of the school’s Football players surrounding a girl, I heard her voice again and it was Taylor! They we’re failing at attempts to grope her and get her shirt off. “Stop, please!” she pleaded with them, and they just nodded their heads no and laughed at her. I clenched my fists as I felt my rage boil over, and without thinking I sprinted full speed into the first one and knocked him over. As he was rolling out of the way, I stood up and brought my foot straight up and into the second guy’s abdomen. I followed the kick up by slamming my fist into his jaw, shattering it. He crumpled into a heap on the ground; Bloodied and beaten. The first guy must have gotten up at this point because he tackled me to the ground. I quickly sprawled and got up to my feet. I brought my knee crashing into his face, followed by a few fists to his disgusting mouth. And just like his friend, fell into a bloody heap on the ground.
I was sweating and my arms were pulsing with shocked veins; and they were covered with blood. Taylor just looked at me in complete shock and awe, “go wait for me by the principal’s office.” I gruffly said. She quickly sprinted out of the room, I looked back at the two men laying on the ground. “If I ever see you talking to her again, I’ll do more then beat the piss out of you.” I stated coldly.
I drove Taylor home in dead silence, when I dropped her off at her house she looked me in the eyes and said “Thank you.” She followed it up with a kiss on my lips. It was unlike any feeling I had ever felt before. I blushed slightly and said “No problem” she smiled and left me in my car. For the first time, I felt weird. I didn’t exactly understand what it meant, but I wish I could have another one.

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A bad day gets worse

This is my first time writing anything like this. It came out to long to finish the whole story. Please let me know what you think and if I should continue the story from here.

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a life of service 6

hey … round six …leading in a new direction .more comments… let me know what u think
He held her by the pony tail with his left hand as he used his right hand to click through the photos he had on his phone which he held above her head where she could not see them. He sat comfortably on his couch in the living room as Sandra knelt between his legs.
She wondered where he got these panties from. They where small on her. They looked like a girls panties. But she obeyed with out question when he told her to put them on. She was not surprised that when she joined him in the living room he merely grabbed her hair and forced feed her his hard dick. Sometimes she could cum from him just using her mouth. It made her hot that he used her throat for masturbation. She sometimes liked begin diminished to nothing more then a hole for her master to cum in.
The panties hugged her cunt tightly which gave her camel toe. They gripped her ass cheeks. They had mascara on the inside of them from when he had put them over K’s tear soaked face. He had told her that this is what made Kate crack and that was that, but now that she had them on and he was watching something on his phone that clearly turned him on she knew there was more to it.
She rubbed his cap on the inside of her cheek as she stroked his shaft. It would not be long now she tasted his bitter precum. She pulled him out of her mouth to lick his shaft but he just forced it back in deeper now. She felt his cap on her tonsils. She heard him talk dirty but she could not tell if it was to her or the video. She felt the hair on the back of her head pulled and she slid his shaft out of her mouth. With out even looking down at her he told her ….
“Slap you’re self in the face with it”
She slapped him on her tongue and lips and her rubbed his spit soaked rod all over her face making a mess of herself for his enjoyment but he never even looked down at her, he just watched the videos on his phone.
“Master” she begged “fuck me please I need you’re…….”
“Shut up. Use your mouth for something useful” he cut her off
She felt him force his dick into her throat back and forth roughly and quickly she tried to fight back but he only used her harder. He crammed his cock all the way, her face pressed in to his belly. She could feel his sac on her chin. She tried to move her head back, from side to side to try and get some air as he suffocated her. She felt as if she was going to be sick when he pulled her head back and stood up. Still with a hand full of her hair he pulled her to her feet and then forced her back down and bent her over the coffee table. He let go of her hair and placed his hand on the side of her face as he pressed her head onto the coffee table. She could hear him breathing fast as he stroked himself off. She could feel the hot cum as it soaked through the panties on to her asshole. She felt his dick on her ass as he rubbed it on the panties getting all his guck out on her. She could feel him move the panties over as he forced his full length into her clenching asshole. She could feel it as it dilated to 4 times its size to accommodate his girth. She felt her anal cavity stretch into her guts to welcome his length. She felt pain then she felt bliss. Then she felt him pull out of her and pull off the panties roughly as she laid limp on the coffee table as he left her and headed for the bedroom. Then she felt shame.
Sandra woke late Sunday morning. She rolled over to cuddle with her man but he was not there. He must be up already she thought. She sat up in bed holding the blankets over her lovely figure as she looked out the window. The sun shined its warmth on her body, hair wild and crazy. He always told her that she was so beautiful in the morning. She climbed out of bed then and walked naked to downstairs for a little Sunday morning loving. Strangely he was not in the kitchen. Maybe he was in Kate’s room. She went back upstairs.
Master had moved her out of the pit to the upstairs when she began to be more inline with his ways. But she was still under lock and key at night and when he wasn’t home, but she had a bed and bathroom and all the comforts of life. It had been the same for Sandra. Soon she will be free to wonder as she pleases.
When Sandra got to the door unlocked it and went in. No one was there but she heard the shower and head to the bathroom. She called for Kate and heard her call Sandra in. Sandra just climb in the shower with Kate and was sad to see she was alone. Kate kissed her good morning and began to wash her all over. Kate had definately taken a liking to Sandra. The two had become very close in always.
“Where is he“Kate asked Sandra?
“I don’t know I thought he was here with you, He’s not home I guess” Sandra answered
“What should we do today then” Kate asked
“I have an idea” Sandra whispered in Kate’s ear
For the hour and a half drive on that early Sunday morning their conversation flowed freely and brushed on many topics, mostly personal things about their lives. Kelly had wisdom beyond her years that he could enjoy. It was maybe eight in the morning and it was a lovely day as they pulled up to his cabin. It was small but lovely perched on a little forested hill. They stepped out of his car and up to the front door. He fiddled with the lock briefly but they where soon inside. He lit a smoke and turned to Kelly who removed her jacket to reveal a tight wool sweater which hugged her bust. He eyed her as she did this. She also made sure he got a good look at her ass as she bent over to unlace her boots. He needed to figure out a way into that tight teen snatch. Just as he thought that she turned to him, walked to him took the smoke from his hand and with her other hand grabbed his package
“I didn’t come here to ski I came here to get dicked” she said as she took her pull off the smoke.
He just smiled as he lowered his zip. Her hungry eyes flashed when she saw his impaler. He moved her then to the kitchen table were he laid her down on top of it and undid her pants. He went to her side then so he could kiss her while he slid his hand into pants and under her panties to massage her clit. Her tongue slid into his mouth and her hand went to his cock, to glide up and down his length. He turned her around then so that her legs were before him. He began to peal of her jeans and underwear to reveal her hairless smooth clam. He eat her there on the table. He licked and suck on her clit as she moaned in ecstasy. He slid his fingers in and up to her rough patch and stroke gently.
“Oh my god …. Fuck please… don’t stop.” She moaned.
He caressed her strong thighs. She was soaked and quivering ready for the taking but he was patient. He brought her close to orgasm and back a few times till she thought that she couldn’t take anymore and that’s when he stood suddenly and slid his fuck stick in her all the way. Kelly came so hard cuz of the sudden entry that her cum shot out of her onto him but she didn’t even notice. He placed her legs over his shoulders and began to pump away. The whole experience was just one big orgasm to her. And she loved it. In her ecstasy she pulled her sweater up over her tits for him to fondle, which he wasted no time in doing. Enjoying her huge jugs, bouncing all over as he rammed her.
“You can fuck me anytime, anywhere you want” she cried with her eyes closed and her mouth twisted in ecstasy. Her hands held his as he clutched her tits.
“Tell me the places you want me to fuck you and how you want me to fuck you” He asked her to see what she was made of.
Kelly was cleaver she knew what he wanted to here.
“I want you to fuck me in my dorm and in your car while I’m in my uniform. I want to suck your dick at the drive thru. I want you to dick me in front of the girls in my class. I want you to tie me up and have the camera on while you do it. I want to suck your dick while your friends watch our videos. I want you to fuck me while we watch videos of you fucking your girlfriend. I want to swallow your cum for money. I want you to fuck my tits right now”
He pulls out of her and climbs up on the table to place his rod between her hot tits. As she begins to fuck him with her tits she looks up at him and says “I’ll do anything you want for money….anything.”
He cums then as she tit fucks him, his load hitting her under the chin and pouring down here neck into her hair. She collects it with her hands and slides them all over her torso and strokes him with her jizz cover hands.
“I think you stand to make a lot of money” ….
Kate was drilling Sandra doggy style with her strap-on when Master entered her room. They where so busy fucking they never heard his calls. They froze and turned to look at him. Sandra smiled and said
“You were gone and I needed……”
“Good morning my loves. You both look so fucking hot right now don’t stop” He smiled at them as he opened the legs of the tripod and turned on the video camera that he had grab out of his bed room. “I’m going to sit and watch a bit before I join”.
Sandra began to pump herself on K’s strap-on. Kate had her by the hair and thumbed her in the ass. Sandra’s mouth was open as her eyes locked with his. “Fuck me harder” she begged. Kate gave her everything she had.
How beautiful a sight this was he thought, two perfect women fucking each other. Two perfect pairs of breast bouncing almost in harmony. The sound of two women fucking. He began to stroke himself after he found his place in the sofa chair in the corner of the room.
Sandra pulled herself off of K’s rod and stood before her. ”My turn” She said.
Kate removed the strap on and laid down on the bed ready for a fucking but Sandra had other plans. Sandra grabbed K’s hand and brought her before master.
“Clean it off before I fuck you with it” Sandra ordered. Kate complied, licking and sucking the strap-on clean.
Sandra ordered Kate to kneel before master, right at his lap. She did, still licking her toy. Sandra knelt behind her and reached for the strap-on, putting it on and slowly sliding its head between her lips. Kate moaned in pleasure as its length entered her. Sandra began to drill her, deep and slow, there tits bouncing in harmony
He stroked his rock hard shaft inches away from Kate’s face; he felt her hot breath on his sac. Sandra’s pace quickened as she knew Kate to be enjoying herself. Masters eyes were fixed to Sandra’s awesome breasts. He thought of the teenager he had just fucked that morning and of the drugged prom queen Lisa he had analized a few days before.
“Fuck her ass” is all he said and Sandra complied, sliding the rod out of Kate’s dripping clam and into her tight back door.
He watched as again there magnificent breasts began to sway tempting him to grab them. Just then Sandra reached forward and grabbed Kate by her hair and pulled her back, then grabbed her wrist to give her the “chariot”. Kate complied but with protest.
“Bitch” Kate grunted “fuck me hardier”
“Little cunt wants more” Sandra replied just as she gave an extra hard thrust.
Kate screamed in pain and ecstasy, her body twitching, convulsing as Sandra fucked her without mercy.
The sight of them fucking each other was unbelievable. He stood then. Kate leaned back, placing her head on Sandra’s shoulder so that there faces were next to each other.
“Give us your fuck sauce” Kate said
The three of them were astonished by the vulgarity of her comment, but by no means did he hold back.
His first gulp of cum landed square on Kate’s forehead, another on her chin. Then next gulp caught Sandra in the eye. She twitched but held her place, her mouth open and her tongue out. He took her invitation and forced his dick in all the way till her chin was on his balls. He moaned with pleasure as he continued to unload in her throat. He released her then and Sandra gagged a little as she slid him out of her mouth.
How marvelous they looked fucking each other with his jizz on there face. His cum now running of Kate’s forehead and into her eyes.
Kate’s hand slid to her clam and began to make tiny circles around her clit. Sandra fucked her hard now. It took about 30 seconds for Kate to climax. Her juices gushing down her legs.
The rest of the day was spent lazily on the couch the three of them together, watching movies or chatting. The phone rang that afternoon. Sandra answered it. She came into the living room with her hand over the receiver.
“It’s for you” she said to her master. “Its some guy who says his name is master black.”
He snapped to attention and ordered them both up stairs grabbing the phone from Sandra’s hands.
“Master Black” he said
“Master blue…your time has come, Next weekend at the farm house. I trust there will be no issues” Said the voice on the phone.
“Yes master Black”
The line went dead and he hung up the phone.

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Church Girl Pt. 1 +2

Her name was Jessica she lived in the same condo place I did and we went to the same church. She was 12 and she was beautiful. She had dark chestnut hair, bright green eyes, and soft pale skin. She had huge boobs for her small frame. One of the cute things about her was that she was so naive her parents kept her really sheltered so she knows like nothing, my parents were friends with her which is probably the only reason they had no issues with her hanging out with me. I felt creepy masturbating to her mainly because I’m 19. I used to talk to her on aim. One day when I was slightly drunk so I started chatting with her about how big her boobs were and how much I wanted to see them.
Gregisdead48 – You have like the biggest boobs I’ve ever seen on a girl.
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Gregisdead48 – Do it. NOW!
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I had originally thought she signed off because I was creeping her out. Then I went through my mind to make up excuses in case she told her parents. Then there was a knock on the door. I went to look at hole and I saw her red faced from the cold looking at the ground. Shit, possibilities ran through my head. Was she really coming over to fool around? I opened the door and let her in without a word. She kinda just sat on my couch and looked around. I sat next to her.
“Do you want a beer?”
“I don’t know, I’ve never had alcohol before.”
I went into the kitchen grabbed her a beer, but then I thought better I poured half of it out and filled it with a much stronger whiskey. If she’s never had alcohol before she won’t even notice. I came back with it.
“It tastes bad…”
“Drink it quick you’ll feel drunk”
“I don’t know, I don’t want to throw up.”
“You won’t throw up from one beer I promise.”
She downed it. She had this cute expression on her face that showed how badly she hated it. I turned on the TV and waited a few minutes for the alcohol to kick in.
“Do really think my …. are that big?”
I couldn’t believe it she wouldn’t even say boobs, she was so sheltered. But, she seemed ashamed of her boobs.
“They’re better when they’re bigger I swear, I’ll bet they’re beautiful.”
Then I sucked it up and just went for it.
“Would you mind if I touched them?”
She looked really unsure. I immediatly regretted saying it. I just knew this was going to go south and she was going to tell her parents. Then when she looked in my eyes I saw more curiousity with a small amount of fear then disgust.
“I’ll be gentle….Please”
She leaned in and kissed me. Her lips were so soft and slightly wet, her breath had a hint of alcohol on it still. Her lips twitched just for a moment. I put my hand on her shoulder, and slid it slowly down so it rested on her right boob. She shyed away from my hand for a second, but I just moved it with her. I grabbed her breast not hard, but firm. I started to kiss down her neck, as I went for her other boob. I was gripping them over her shirt. She was breathing heavy. She started kissing my neck softly at first, then she started sucking on my neck. I reached my arm around and undid the hook on her bra. Then I came out from her kiss and took the straps of her bra and pulled it down so the bra came off without her even lifting up her shirt, I threw her purple lace bra on the floor. Now she looked more afraid than curious now, but it was too late to go back. I put my body weight on her and pushed her to lay on the couch. I put my hands just over her nipples, they were hard. I rubbed her nipples hard. I went to take her shirt off her my dick was hard as a rock imagining what her huge tits would look like without her shirt. Then she freaked out and pushed me off.
“I’m sorry I just… I’ve never even kissed a boy before. I can’t….”
“It’s okay, you wanna just watch some TV?”
She seemed so relieved when I said that. I sat up and pulled her up with me. I had my arm around her neck and my other hand holding her knees so that they touched mine. She made a slight move probably so she could put her bra back on, but my arms held her in place. She made peace with the idea of watching TV with me without her bra on and put her head in my arm pit. I kissed the top of her head. Then as she let her guard down watching TV I brought my hand down her shirt, and the next thing she knew I had pinched her nipple. She gasped and threw her head back in a mixture of pain and pleasure. I leaned over and whispered in her ear.
“Do you enjoy this?”
She nodded.
“Say it.”
“I enjoy it”
“What time do your parents get home after school?”
“5:30”
“Everyday after-school you are to be at my house until 5 o clock. Do you understand me?”
She nodded, I continued to play with her tits while watching TV till about 5 then, I let her put on her bra and go home. Afterwards I blew the biggest load I’ve ever seen myself have thinking of my cum dripping off her huge milky white tits.
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It was 3 o clock, I was waiting by my window. I saw Jessica walking toward my house. I was worried she wouldn’t hold true to her deal. Worried I had gone to far twisting her nipples, worried I had frightened her. Then I saw her stop in front of my house, she looked nervous and scared. I rushed to the door and opened it before she had a chance to change her mind. I took a good look at her, she was short only about 4″10′, whereas I am 6″2′. Her face was slightly messy because of the wind outside, it had to have been pretty cold because her nose and cheeks were a bright pink. She had a V-neck T-shirt on which showed just enough cleavage to turn me on. Her hoodie was zipped up to her stomach and she had on 70’s style flared jeans. I moved aside to invite her in. She timidly walked into my house. I pulled up some guts and told her what I wanted from her.
“Go in the bathroom and take off your shirt, but zip your hoodie up all the way.”
She didn’t even say anything, she just got to it. As soon as she came out of the bathroom I went nuts, I grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall I kissed her hard shoving my tongue in her mouth. She wasn’t ready for it, she pulled away and tried to get out of my grasp. I held her tight, I pulled away from her face and grabbed her zipper pull with my teeth and pulled it down to the end, I wasn’t able to undo the last bit of her zipper so her bra was out it was a strapless number light green with rhinestones in it. I started kissing her stomach and was making my way up to her tits. By now she had stopped struggling, so when I got to kiss her soft lips again. I pulled her over to the couch, I pushed her so that she was laying down. I finished unzipping her hoodie, again I put my hand behind her back and undid her bra. She really started struggling then.
“Please stop. I …. just….”
“Look It’s undone we’ll just leave it on you until your ready.”
She seemed soothed by my comments. We continued to make out. I was bulging in my pants and brushed my bulge against her leg. She must have been freaked out because she moved her leg away. That’s when I got angry, I grabbed her bra and ripped it right off her. She freaked out and slapped me. I grabbed her by her wrists and held her down she struggled and started thrashing her body around.
“I’m sorry, but they’re so beautiful. I just had to see them.”
Jessica struggled less then, but she was still trying to get her wrists free.
“Don’t struggle it’ll just hurt more.”
I went and kissed her nipples. Then I started licking her tits all over. She finally stopped struggling, allowing me to let go of her wrists and grab a hold of her tits. I looked at them. They must have been DD she had smaller areola and her nipples stood on end and looked like pink frozen peas. I also noticed the small yellow bruises she had on them from yesterday. I almost felt bad that I had hurt her. But, then again her nipples just looked delicious so I started to bite them. She whimpered. When I released one to go to another she put her chest out like she was afraid it would stop. I went on to her left tit and looked at her face she had little tears in her eyes from the pain. I bit even harder, I looked up at her she was crying now. I went up and licked the tears from her face. I bit her lip and she started panting in my mouth. I went back to her tits, and turned I saw the clock and was pissed. It was already 5:10. I got off her.
“Get your cloths on, your mom will be home any minute.”
She did just that, she could barely look me in the eye. So when she went to leave, I held up her face in my hands.
“I love you.”
She got the biggest smile on her face. Just before she left.

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Mom my Uncle and I

Mom, uncle & me:
CHAPTER ONE
My name is Paul; I’m 34 years old and a career diplomat. I am 6’1” inches tall and still weigh 190lbs my football weight in college. I convinced my Mother to write her side of this story so you will be getting two sides.
Growing up I had a wonderful childhood, fishing & hunting with my Dad and a loving supportive Mother. I was a very good football player and won a scholarship to a top college. I played defensive end and outside line backer. I did not get drafted by the PRO’S so I joined the diplomatic core so I could travel. I spoke French, German, Spanish, and a little Italian thrown in.
I had never thought of my Mother sexually although when I was sixteen I accidentally walked in on Mom taking a bath. She had just stood up in the tub to dry off when I walked in on her. I froze when I saw her standing there stark nagged. Mom was still a beautiful woman at 33. She was 5’7 and weighed about 125 lbs. She had been a Gymnast in college and still worked out 4 times a week at the gym. Her 35c breasts with very nice pink areolas were still firm and her nipples pointed straight at me. She had just a little hair above her pussy and the rest was shaved off. Her pussy lips were full and for about forty-five seconds we just stood there in shock looking at each other.
I mumbled and stammered. God, Mom, I’m sorry I didn’t know you were in here. I rushed out and ran to my room. I had a hard on from seeing her like that and began to jack my self off. I didn’t have a lock on the door so when she walked in she caught me in the act. She had on her terry cloth robe and when she froze in the doorway it parted a little and I could again see her pussy. She said “OH, I’m sorry Paul I should have knocked.” Her face turned a deed shade of pink and backed up and closed the door but not before she took a long look at my cock. Now I wasn’t huge but I did have a nice 8 inch cock and about three inches around.
That night she came to my bedroom and again apologized for not locking the door. I think it is best we forget the whole incident, Ok? I said, sure Mom, but I want you to know you are very beautiful & terribly sexy women. She turned that shade of pink again and left. I noticed a slight smile on her face. We never spoke of it until just recently. It took quite a while for me to get that image out of my brain. Every girl I fucked for the next three weeks I imagined it was Mom. Finally I got that image out of my mind, but I never looked at Mom quite the same after that.
I spent a lot of time over seas, Germany, France, England and Switzerland. I fucked a lot of foreign women over the years. Most German women were full bodied with big tits. The French women were small with small breasts but they really like to suck cock if you ate their pussies. They didn’t bathe all that often so it took some time to get used to eating their pussies. The Swiss were exceptionally clean. Not easy to bed but when you did they would fuck your brains out. The English women were a little stiff with an odd since of humor, however once you got them in bed they liked to fuck, but very few would give you a blow job and they hated it in the ass.
Dad died four years ago while I was in Switzerland. I flew home for the funeral and stayed with Mom for a week. She was pretty broken up. Dad’s brother gave a great eulogy about his life. Mom spent most of the time I was home in my arms crying. The last night before I left to return to Switzerland Mom came into my room and crawled in bed with me. She said she wanted to be close to me before I left. We fell asleep curled up in each others arms. I woke up about six AM and found I was curled up behind Mom with my cock between her legs. The head of my dick was right at the entrance of her pussy. Without thinking I shoved myself a little closer and my dick pushed her gown into her pussy a little. I began to slowly dry fuck her, I heard her grown softly and say Dad’s name. I thought what the fuck am I doing? She thinks its Dad. I pulled away from her and went and took a cold shower and left that afternoon.
Two years ago I flew home to take a new post in the US. I called home and the operator said the number was not valid (I found out later they had changed the area code three years previously). When I got home a note said the door bell was out of order so I knocked but got no answer. I remembered where we kept a spare key so I used it to go in. I threw my bags on a chair and went looking for Mom. When I found there was no one downstairs I went up stairs. As I approached my Mothers bedroom I heard this moaning. I thought what the hell is going on. Her door was ajar so I looked in. I was flabbergasted at what I saw. There was my Mother flat on her back with her legs over this mans ass and he was fucking her like crazy. I could see her juices running out of her pussy and down the crack of her ass. I said MOM. They both looked at me and it was then I realized it was my uncle fucking her. YOU’RE FUCKING DADS BROTHER I SHOUTED. The last thing I heard as I left the house was Mom pleading for me not to leave that we need to talk.
CHAPTER TWO
My name is Pauline and Paul my son is named after me. Two years ago when Paul walked in on me and Fred my brother-in-law and his Uncle, I almost shit a brick. I tried to get to him before he walked out the door but it was too late. As I laid in bed sobbing after Fred left I wondered if I had lost Paul forever. I began remembering our life together. The things we did together and then I remembered the time he walked in on me and surprised me getting out of the tub. It shocked me but not near as bad as when I walked into his bedroom and caught him jacking off. When I saw him like that I had a hot flash that went from my neck to my toes. Looking at his very large cock in his hand caused my pussy to get very hot. When I left I was ashamed of myself for the way my pussy reacted, after all he was my son. That night when I went to his bedroom to apologize I got real upset with myself because when he told me how beautiful and sexy I was my pussy turned hot and got real wet. When I went to bed I finger fucked myself until I climaxed. My mind kept thinking, what it would be like to have that cock inside me. “Christ Pauline what kind of pervert are you, he is your son” I thought.
I remembered the funeral and how Paul took me in his arms. I flushed when I remembered the night he left and I went to his bedroom. I remembered the next morning when I woke up and felt his cock at the entrance of my pussy. How when he began to dry fuck me how my pussy juices began to flow. I wanted to lift my gown and let him shove that big piece of meat into my love hole. I later hated myself for being so horny so soon after my husband’s death. I thought if I made Paul think it was his father he would continue to dry fuck me and maybe do it for real. Boy was I wrong, no sooner than I mentioned my husband’s name than he jumped out of bed and ran into his bathroom and took a shower.
I remember how lonely I got after my husbands death. We had had a very good sex life. We made love right up to a few days before his death. He was a good lover and really knew how to eat a women’s pussy. I felt myself flush as I thought about it.
Fred started coming over to visit about a year and a half after my husband’s death. Fred had been single for about ten years. We went to a dinner & show occasionally or we just sat around chatting and watching television. One night we went out for dinner and had two bottles of wine. When we got home I was pretty far gone. I fixed him a drink and I went in and changed into my gown and robe. When I came back I had another drink and we chatted awhile until I knew I better get to bed before I passed out.
I told Fred he could stay the night and sleep in Paul’s room. When I got up I felt a little woozy and Fred grabbed me before I fell over. We stood there with his arms around me. Suddenly he pulled me to him and kissed me. Shoving his tongue in and began to explore it. I don’t know why but I responded kissing him with a passion I had not felt in a long time. I felt his hand on my breast and he tweaked my nipple as it popped out. I felt him untie my robe and lift my gown, inserting two fingers into my vagina. My pussy was already gushing its juices. He shoved his two fingers in and out of me and I climaxed before he had done a half dozen strokes. I came three more times within a few minutes of his finger fucking. I Groaned Oooooooooooh god it’s been so long.
He picked me up and carried me upstairs to my bedroom. He removed my robe and gown and laid me on the bed with my legs hanging over the end. He kissed me passionately before he began to fondle my breast as he sucked on the other. His tongue ran around my nipple while his fingers played with my other nipple. My tits were heaving and I was breathing so hard. My heart was pounding like it was coming out of my chest.
He slid down between my legs and when his tongue touched my vagina my pussy exploded in a huge climax. I cried out OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD as he shoved his tongue deep inside my pussy. He brought his tongue up and slid it across my clit. I remember saying OH SHIT OH SHIT I’mmm; I’m commmmmming again, oh shit yes.
He started running his tongue up and down my slit, and then he shoved two fingers up my hole and started sucking my clit. OH SHIT FRED, DAM YOU I CAN’T STOP CUMMING.
I was shoving my pelvis hard against his mouth as he licked sucked and finger fucked my raging pussy. It had been over two years since I had had anyone in my pussy. When he lifted his head I almost laughed because his whole face was covered in pussy juice, even his eye brows. He slid up my body and at the same time as his mouth covered my right breast his cock was entering my honey pot. He slowly pushed the entire length in and I felt him bottom out. He began to push in and out of my hot juicy hole ever so slowly. After a couple of minutes he increased his speed and about every minute he would go a little faster until he was pounding my pussy like a mad bull. I was cumming about every two minutes. I couldn’t believe how long Fred was able to fuck me like this without cumming. It lasted about twenty minutes when he shoved my legs above my head and he rammed his cock down and exploded his love offering right into my cervix opening.
We lay there with both our chests heaving and gasping for air. Sweat was pouring off both of us and we were both exhausted. WOW I said, It’ been a long time since I got fucked like that. In fact I’m not sure if I ever got fucked like that. An hour later we were at it again, not quite as heated but almost. He fucked me in the morning just before we went to work. As I drove to work I thought shit, I better start taking the pill because I knew I wanted more of last night. I sure hoped I wasn’t already pregnant.
Fred Moved in with me and like his brother wanted to fuck all the time. The beauty was he made love to me and not just fuck me, his stamina was mind boggling.
CHAPTER THREE
After I left the house I realized I had left my bags at Moms house. I rented a cheap room at a local motel and crawled into bed. Even though I was dead tired from the travel I couldn’t go to sleep right away. I lay there thinking about what I saw. Shit why was I so surprised, Uncle Fred was very much like Dad. Same size, same personality but three years younger. I thought Mom must have been very lonely after Dad died and I also knew that Dad and Mom had had a very active sex life. So why was I so upset? It finally dawned on me, I was jealous. Mom at 52 was still a beautiful sexy woman. She has an athletes body and still works out three times a week. Seeing her wonderful breasts that hardly sagged as she lay there with Uncle Fred’s cock pumping in and out of her very wet pussy had actually turned me on.
The next morning I sheepishly retuned home. Mom was waiting for me, she had taken the day off work and Fred had left for work early. She had made coffee and asked me if I wanted breakfast. Just a piece of toast I said. She was in her gown and her light robe. She started to speak and I placed my finger over her mouth. I said Mom you don’t need to apologize for anything. I realized that you must have become very lonely after Dad died. Uncle Fred is so much like Dad that I don’t blame you. Seeing you with his cock in your beautiful cunt shocked me at first but last night I came to the conclusion that the reason I was so up set was that I was jealous.
Mom looked at me with a flushed face and pulled me to my feet. She gave me a big hug and said, “Oh honey, I’m so glad you are not mad at me.” We stood like that for a long time. She leaned forward and gave me a kiss on my lips that lasted longer than I ever remembered being kissed by her before. I realized at that moment my cock had gotten hard and was pressing against her. I reached down and gently pulled her robe apart, allowing my cock to slide between her legs. I reached down and lifted her legs up and pulled her gown up at the same time. Her knees were on my hips. I lifted her high and put one arm under her ass as I undid my pants and let them fall. I pulled my underpants down below my ass and eased her down on my stiff cock.
As my cock entered her pussy, still wet from Uncle Fred’s cum the night before, Mom suddenly realized what I was doing. She pushed at my chest and struggled to get free from my grasp. “PAUL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, FOR CHRIST SAKE I’M YOUR MOTHER” she screamed. I pulled her ass hard to me and my cock sunk all the way into her pussy. I put my head against her breasts as she was pounding my shoulders with her fists. “PLEASE DON’T DO THIS” she continued. Her wiggling and struggling was causing my cock to rub up and down her clit. She was getting wetter by the second. She began to cry. I’m sorry Mom I won’t stop, ever since the night of Dads funeral I’ve wanted you. I think you have wanted me too but were afraid to admit it.
“Please Paul, we can’t, its incest” she whispered in my ear. Please stop before we do something we will regret. I felt her pussy responding to my movement as she spoke. I laid her butt on the edge of the table and began to drive my stiff cock in and out of her. “OH Paul, please, oh shit; stop, please, your going to make me CUMMMMMMMMM. I felt her ass quiver and she began to buck her ass up driving my cock even deeper inside her. I can’t stop Mom I cried, I want you so bad.
I continued driving my cock in and out of her pussy. The more I fucked the wetter she got. She started a series of climax’s and began to scream, “OH SHIT PAUL, WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO ME IS A SIN BUT YESSSSS IT FEELS SO GOOD TO HAVE YOUR WONDERFUL COCK INSIDE ME. Yesssss oh god yessssss, I’m cumming so fast I Ihink I’m going to pass out. OOOHHHHHH IEEEEEEEE. She didn’t, she just started murmuring little incoherent words I didn’t under stand as she came, and came, and came still more. I felt that familiar feeling in my ball sack and I lifted her legs high above her head and buried my cock head hard against her cervix and shot a tremendous amout of cum into her hot love hole. Her ass quivered and her pussy muscles sucked at my cock as I shot spurt after spurt into her wonderful vagina. It had been several weeks since I had been laid and I l had stored up a substantial amount of cum. I fell across her chest and we stayed like that for several minutes panting and trying to ketch our breath. “Oh god honey, you’re just like your Dad, but with a bigger tool,” she grinned; “you’re some lover”.
I picked her up and carried her up stairs and laid her on her bed with her legs hanging over the end. I removed her robe and gown and lay down beside her. We kissed, and our tongues explored each others mouth. I began to fondle her wonderful breasts that were still pretty firm, for being 52. I took her nipple between my finger and thumb, pinching and rubbing it. The nipple sprang out about a quarter inch as I fondled it. I moved my head down and took the other breast into my mouth and sucked, rolling my tongue over the nipple. “OH MY GOD, I CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT YOU DO TO ME” she panted loudly.
After about five minutes of sucking and fondling her boobs I slid down between her legs. I ran my tongue up and down the entire length of her pussy. Before I could even slip my tongue into her hot hole she grabbed the sides of my head and shoved my face hard against her cunt. Her pussy was so wet her juices were running down her leg and into the crack of her ass. I ate her pussy for almost a half hour and would have continued except Mom grabbed my head and pulled me away from her pussy. She cried, “OH GOD I CAN’T HANDLE THAT ANY MORE, I NEED YOUR COCK BACK INSIDE ME.” Sin or not I’m hooked Paul, you can fuck me any time, any where, any place. We fucked again for close to an hour and then again about five in the morning. I knew she was mine from now on. Then I wondered, What about Uncle Fred?
CHAPTER FOUR
When Paul returned that morning after catching my husband’s brother fucking me I was so relieved that I had not lost him. I wasn’t paying a lot of attention as to what he was doing until I felt his cock slide into my vagina. I was so shocked that my first reaction was to fight him off; but as we struggled and I felt his huge cock which was bigger than either my husband’s or his brother rubbing my clit I couldn’t help myself. I found my body responding to the feel of his cock sliding in and out of my pussy. I came very quickly.
I pleaded with him to stop because I was his Mother but deep down I knew I wanted him to continue fucking me. And boy did he, by the time he finished I had cum so many times that the kitchen floor had a two foot ring of wet pussy juice. I was so exhausted I could hardly stand. I was glad when he picked me up and carried me upstairs because I don’t think me legs would have been able on their own.
I didn’t think I would be able to cum another drop or fuck for a couple of days, but when he began to fondle my titties and eat my love hole it was a whole new ball game. We fucked several times the next day and again Sunday. By Sunday night I was completely exhausted and my pussy was wiped out. Fred had called and I put him off. I told him I was working on easing Paul’s pain from seeing us together. I sure was doing that. I asked him to find a place to stay for while.
The End
EPILOGUE
It was a struggle for awhile trying to satisfy the two of them without their knowing that I was fucking them both. Fred didn’t know about Paul and I and Paul didn’t want to know
if I was still fucking Fred. For the next 90 days I was fucking one or the other every day. Quite often it was several times a day but especially on the days I fucked them both. It finally resolved it’s self. Paul was leaving to take a post in Washington DC and then Fred asked me to marry him. When I told Paul about it I was quite surprised when he said go for it, Fred will make you happy. But then he added with a smile, when I came to visit he would still fuck me. I smiled and agreed. I was so happy I fucked Paul until he finally cried, enough, you wore me out I’m crying uncle.
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Boyhood sexual experience with a man-teen

My experiences however unwelcomed, made me very sexual, that I started writing about my gay sex experience; it?s erotic of course, due the nature, the lurid details of sexual acts that I experienced in my young Latino life, from early years too young to manhood, I learned.