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17 year old Rick gets to live out his fantasy
Females who dance around like sluts should be turned into obedient sex-dolls
I wonder if you can figure this one out?!! Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs are roaming in the forest when they come to a lake. The water looks enticing and Snow White decides to take a bath. She tells the Dwarfs to turn around while she is taking a bath in the lake. The Dwarfs protest vehemently because they want to take a bath too. Snow White relents and says, “When I get into the water and you hear the splash, you can turn around.”
Snow White undresses, and as she is about to jump into the water, at that very moment, she is startled by a frog who jumps into the water before she can. The moment the Dwarfs hear the SPLASH, they turn around and see Snow White standing NAKED.
Now, given that this incident is an idea for a TV ad, what product is being advertised? Come on now, this should be easy for a person of your mental powers. If you
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Dinner was pleasant. My wife and I were out at a nice Italian restaurant with my wife’s brother and our sister-in-law. The food was fantastic, the wine was delicious and the conversation was flowing; all of us sharing stories and laughing.
Well, most of us, anyway. Our sister-in-law, Jenny, isn’t quite as outgoing as the rest of the family. She has the occasional anecdote to share, but mainly her life revolved her children. She didn’t seem to have many of her own friends and she was a stay at home mom, so she only had so many stories to share. She realized that the average person, even relatives, could only listen to so many stories about her children, so she mainly remained quiet and listened to everyone else.
The conversation did turn back to Jenny’s preferred topic as the evening rolled on when my wife asked about their plans for a third child. It was no secret that Jenny desperately wanted to have at least one more child, while Jason wasn’t as keen on the idea. In his opinion, they had two beautiful children and they weren’t getting any younger, so why not just be happy with the family they had?
As the conversation continued, Jason decided to share a story with us that illustrated how badly Jenny wanted a third child. He began:
“Seriously you guys, she wants another kid so badly that she practically raped me!”
“Jason!” Jenny exclaimed, trying to keep her voice down, but obviously shocked at the story he was about to tell.
My wife and I had the same reaction, yelling, “WHAT?!”
“Yeah,” Jason continued, obviously not caring about Jenny’s objection, “I got home one night after work and was exhausted. I ate dinner, played with the kids for awhile, but I just couldn’t stay awake any longer so went to bed around 9:30.”
My wife and I were leaned in, listening quite intently. Jenny knew there was no way to stop Jason once he was in the middle of the story, so she just sat there blushing as he continued.
“All of a sudden in the middle of the night, I feel something moving on top of me. I opened my eyes, and there’s Jenny on top of me!”
“Like, trying to get you to wake up to have sex?” my wife asked.
“No!” Jason says, “We were having sex! She somehow got me hard while I was still asleep and she was having sex with me. That’s how badly she wants to have another kid! She doesn’t even care if I’m an active participant! She just wants my stuff!”
“So she was “milking” you!” I blurted out.
We were all roaring with laughter. Well, all of us except Jenny who just sort of chuckled, trying not to be a stick in the mud. You could tell she was pretty embarrassed, but I had to give her credit; she took the story like a champ. I know a lot of people who would have stormed out at that point or at least fumed for the rest of the meal. Not Jenny. She sat there and enjoyed the rest of the evening with us.
We changed subjects, had desert and after everyone had their fill, we paid our tab and left. On the way home my wife and I talked about the “milking” story. We just couldn’t believe Jenny would do such a thing; it was so out of character for the woman we knew. We laughed about it a bit more and the two of us occasionally took to calling Jenny “the Milker” in our private conversations.
But as with most things, time passed and the reference began to fade.
A few months later, Jason and I went out drinking with some friends. With the two little ones at home, Jason doesn’t get to go out with the guys very often, so when he does get the chance he likes to make the most of it. I’m not one to reign anyone in and I enjoy my nights away, as well, so our nights out often end in fun, a few foggy memories and a pounding headache the next morning.
This particular night was no exception. Beers were followed by shots, which were then followed by many more beers. At the end of the night, neither of us was in any shape to drive home, and since we were closer to Jason’s house we shared a cab back to his place where I was going to crash until the morning.
Jason set me up in their guest room and stumbled off to bed for the night. I passed out pretty much as soon as my head hit the pillow.
At some point in the night, I began to have a dream about sex. This is nothing new and it actually happens quite often when I have a lot to drink. You’re out in a bar, lots of pretty girls are around and the images stick with you through the night.
The dream was extremely vivid. I couldn’t see what the girl looked like, but the sex itself seemed so real. I could seem to actually feel my hard cock sliding in and out of a wet hole. I wished the dream was real, but knowing that it was just a dream I tried to keep my eyes closed and hope the dream would last. Since I was gaining consciousness I knew it would end any minute now and I would be disappointed to find myself in a bed by myself, but I tried to hold on to the dream as long as I could.
To my surprise, the dream wasn’t ending. In fact, it seemed to be getting more and more vivid. I could still feel my cock engulfed in a tight hole. I could hear the girl in my dream moaning as if she were right there. Maybe I had remembered the night’s events incorrectly? Did I somehow get home that night? Was I possibly in my own bed? Even possibly having sex with my wife?
I was afraid to risk waking up and ending the dream. On the other hand, I would have to miss out on actively having sex if this happened to be real. I decided to chance it and wake myself up.
I opened my eyes slowly, not sure if I was going to see my wife on top of me or an empty room. I shocked when I saw neither.
Directly in front of me was a pair of unknown, but quite large, milky-white breasts. I looked down the silky smooth stomach and watched as the woman’s hips straddled my own and moved rhythmically back and forth over my pelvis; my penis buried deep in the woman’s womb. I looked back up the body. Her arms were extended with her hands in the middle of my chest for support. Her back was arched slightly, breasts protruding forward and her neck was tilted backward with her eyes closed; enjoying the ride. My sister-in-law, Jenny, was fucking me as I slept. To use the expression we had developed, she was “milking” me.
At this point I was left questioning what to do. On the one hand, I was at that moment cheating on my wife. Plus, I really liked my brother-in-law and, even though I had no idea what had been happening up until this point, this was still his wife that I was having sex with. On the other hand, neither my wife nor Jason would probably care – or possibly even believe – how I came to have my dick buried deep inside of Jenny. And being inside of her felt so good and her tits looked so wonderful bouncing on the chest above me. Do I just close my eyes and enjoy this, let Jenny leave when it’s finished and act like nothing happened?
I didn’t have time to make a decision. As I was debating this in my head, I saw Jenny open her eyes and look at me. She could tell I was about to say something and simply whispered, “Shush, shuuush.”
Jenny leaned forward until her face was a few inches from mine. I could feel her dangling breasts rubbing against my chest. She began to talk quietly as she continued humping her hips on my shaft.
“Just relax,” she tried to reassure me, “just relax. No one will ever find out about this. Just enjoy it.”
“Jenny, what about Jason? What about the kids? What if someone wakes up and comes in here?”
“Wakes up?” she replied, “Oh, you still think it’s the middle of the night. It’s actually 9 in the morning. Jason got called into work and will be gone all day. Saturdays the kids spend with their grandfather so they’ll be gone all day, too.”
She kept sliding slowly up and down my shaft. She was obviously enjoying this immensely. I was too, it felt great! But it was wrong, too.
“Jenny, we shouldn’t be doing this,” I began to protest, but she cut me off.
“Relax,” she said again, “I just want your cum and then we can be done with this if you’d like. Mmmm, if feels so good though. Doesn’t it?”
She just wanted my cum? What? I knew she wanted another child, but this was crazy! How would she explain it if I knocked her up?
I tried to explain that point of view.
“Jenny, I know you want a third kid, but …”
Again, she cut me off. “I’m not trying to get pregnant. I’m not stupid!” she said. “You can only get pregnant at certain times of the month and this isn’t one of them for me. I couldn’t get pregnant if I wanted to right now. Like I said, I just want your cum.”
“What?” was the only reply I could come up with; not exactly witty or anything, I know!
“Jason wasn’t lying about the story when he woke up with me having sex with him, but he was wrong about the reason,” she explained. “I’d love to have another child, but getting pregnant wasn’t my plan that night. And it wasn’t my motivation the other nights I’ve screwed him while he slept and never woke up to notice.”
She had me puzzled.
She continued, “I just love cum. Sperm. Jizz. Whatever you want to call it. I just love it. I need it. I always have. I love to feel it fill my insides. I love to feel it coat my tongue as a guy cums in my mouth. I love to feel it shot all over my body.”
“So Jason won’t give it to you?”
“He will, and does. But he has to work so much that he’s exhausted when he gets home and is asleep by the time we could have some “alone time” from the kids. And when I get a craving for some cum, I NEED to have it. I planned on getting some, lots in fact, today, but then he was called in to work. And then I remembered you were here and I couldn’t help myself.”
Holy crap that was hot! Jenny, timid, shy Jenny, just confessed her cum addiction to me. She was still riding my cock. She was taking it in longer strokes now. She would pull her hips up until just the head of my cock was left inside of her and then she would slide slowly down until my balls were pressed against her ass.
“So?” she asked. “Can I have your cum? Can I feel it shoot inside of me? We can stop after that, if you’d like, but I would love to feel your cum all over me today. You can shoot it wherever you want.”
I knew this was wrong. I knew we should stop. But I hadn’t stopped it when I first knew what was happening, so I was already cheating with my sister-in-law. We had been screwing for awhile now and I was getting fairly close to cumming anyway, so I might as well finish I thought.
I had been a passive participant the whole time up until the moment. I had kept my arms at my side letting Jenny do all the work. Now I was going to join in. I reach around and grabbed her ass and squeezed, pulling her down onto my member until I bottomed out in her.
I looked her in the eyes and asked, “Wherever I want?”
Her eyes twinkled as I asked that question. Jenny knew she had me. She knew she was going to get what she wanted so badly – cum! And she knew she was going to get more than one load from me.
She smiled and replied in a sultry voice, “Wherever you want. In my pussy; on my face; in my mouth; you can even explode all over my big tits and I’ll lick it off of them for you.”
Fuck, so hot! Whoever knew Jenny would be such a cum slut!
There was one place I most definitely wanted to plant my seed though, and she had not mentioned it.
“What about deep in your ass?” I asked as I slipped a finger between her crack and rubbed her ass hole.
“Oh fuck. No, not there. I’ve only done anal once and I didn’t like it.”
I knew she was desperate though and would give in. “Well, you said ‘wherever’ and that’s where I want to cum. Either you let me cum in your ass or we will stop right now before you get any cum. You will have to go all day without fulfilling your craving. And who knows whether Jason will be too tired when he gets home from working all day after being up late last night …”
Now I had her! “OK, you can cum in my ass. But later. I want to feel it in my pussy first. Then I want to feel it shoot either on my face or tits. Then you can have my ass. Deal?”
“Deal!”
Jenny then picked up the pace. She started moving up and down my cock faster, determined to now get the first of what was going to be many loads today.
I reached up and for the first time felt the weight of her large breasts in my hands. I squeezed them, fondled them, and then brought them to my mouth.
I ran circles around her nipples with my tongue and then bit her nipple. I then sucked her breasts into my mouth, trying to suck in as much as I could.
“Oh fuck, yes!” Jenny moaned, “Suck my nipples. Bite them, pull on them, lick them, suck them! Yes! I love it.”
I went back and forth sucking one breast before moving to manipulate the other one. Jenny kept fucking me. We had fucked so long that I couldn’t believe she hadn’t gone dry, but the anticipation of the cum that was about to fill her kept her soaked.
I was finally about to cum and so was Jenny. She took her breast from my mouth and sat back into the position she was in when I woke up. She put her hands back on my chest for balance and I grabbed her hips, helping pull her on my cock faster. She was bouncing up and down on my cock and I watched her supple breasts bounce with the same rhythm.
Finally, I reached the point of no return. “Jenny, I’m going to cum. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m about to cum. You want to feel me cum inside of you?”
“Oh yes, fucking give it to me! I want to feel it shoot inside of me! Give it to me now!”
And I did! I thrust up as she pushed down on my cock and I shot deep inside of her, filling her with every ounce of warm cum I had.
As I finished shooting and the last drops oozed out, Jenny just sat there, as if she were waiting for something. Eventually, after a minute or two, I could feel my own cum run back down onto the head of my cock.
“There it is,” she said. I wasn’t sure if she was talking to herself, me, or both of us. She raised off of my lap, my shrinking cock popping out of her pussy, and she hovered for a minute. She looked down with intent and we both watched as my sperm slid out of her pussy and dripped onto my cock. I could see her trying to push more out and covered my cock with my own cum.
“Oh I love feeling it slide out of me. That feels so good!”
“Are you ready to start building up your second load?” she asked me.
“Sure,” I replied simply. Jenny then lowered her head into my crotch and swallowed my cum covered cock. I could feel her sucking up as much cum as possible into one mouthful, and then she looked up at me, took her closed mouth off my cock and then opened it to show my load on her tongue. She closed her mouth and swallowed.
“Yum that’s good!” Jenny exclaimed and then went back to sucking my cock, still with a bit of cum on it, to get me hard and ready for round two.
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Dedicated to my favorite movie ever, the original of course (I FUCKIN’ LOVE YOU BRUCE!)
Thanks for the great feedback on part one.. I had to bring the next part to you guys! Be sure to go read part 1 if you haven’t already. Hope you enjoy, please remember to leave any feedback you may have.. positive or negative!
I was 17 at the time and I wasn’t the most popular kid in the school. I wasn’t ugly or anything, if anything I was often told by my friends I was rather handsome, but not popular.
I have a chestnut brown hair and was one of the taller people in my class. I wasn’t muscular like those on the football team but I did have some. I’m also very proud to any had an 8 inch cock which was fairly thick as well. Anyway there is this girl; popular, hot (seriously, she has straight girls swooning over her) and way, way out of my league. Her name’s Isabella.
Now I had, like every single guy within a two mile radius of her, asked, or at least tried to ask, her out on a date. She of course said no. But that all changed one day after receiving a magic item which granted me three wishes. It’s a cliché, I know.
It was an amulet I received from my parents, apparently they had found it on one of their digs in Egypt when I was young and had intended to give it to me but they forgot and it had stayed in their bag for six years. Anyway they gave it to me and I put it on.
Nothing happened at that time but once they left to go shopping or something it whispered to me.
“ I am the amulet of {yeah forgot} and I will grant three wishes for a small drop of your blood!” this freaked me out. I should have been scared of the fact it was talking or exilerated by the offer of three wishes or even the unknown horror of wondering what it wanted my blood for. But no. I said:
“I’ll need to call my lawyer to discourse the terms in more detail” The amulet didn’t talk for a bit. Then it repeated the offer. I, having recovered somewhat responded with question in order of most to least important.
“What are the limitation of these wishes? How can you talk? And why do you want my blood?!”
“no limitations. I’m Magical, ask no further it will hurt your pea sized brain. And all I want is to go home! That’s why I need your blood!” I didn’t think, or even care, for any better answer than that!
Getting my pocket knife out I cut a small hole in my finger and dropped a splat of blood on the amulet. I almost heard a sigh of relief when the blood touched the metal surface.
“Alright, your three wishes?” the amulet asked
I, like an idiot kid in the candy store, immediately, and un-thoughtfully, blurted out the first two wishes.
“I want my bank account to have three billion dollars and for my second wish I want legendary endurance!” Now they weren’t too bad but I probably should have checked to see if there was something I wanted more, like the intelligence I seemed to be lacking at this point!
“And your final wish?” I stopped at this point and considered. To be honest even today I think I could have made a better choice blindly blurting it out.
“I want the ability to control women’s minds” I should have said people’s.
“So let it be!” and then the amulet was gone. And I felt no different. I decided to go after to the nearest cash machine; while I was at it I would test this new endurance. Went well. The nearest cash point was almost two miles away and I ran it at full speed with little difficulty. And sure enough in the bank was 3 billion dollars. I was ecstatic. I decided then and there to lose my virginity by the end of the week with my mind controlling abilities, and who else than the hottest girl in school. The next day I saw her getting her books out of her locker. I haven’t described her have I? Long blond hair, the face of the Goddess Aphrodite (Greek god of beauty), slim but toned arms and legs a beautifullt proportioned ass and breasts which had to be D cup atleast! I decided to fuck her at school. It would be more exciting this way! I thought at her what I wanted to do.
Go to the back of the school at 5 o’clock. Bring no one with you.
She stopped, for a moment, before carrying on as if nothing had happened. The day passed agonizingly slowly until the bell went and we were let out. I went home and got ready for my meeting with Isabella.
I arrived 20 minutes before 5 and waited them out by checking to see no one was here (not even the teachers were which was good) before she arrived the second it turned 5 o’clock. She stood before me, unconfused at my presence here. I decided to experiment a bit.
“Come with me” and I led her to our History class room. She followed obediently and silently. I had got my hands on the school keys after winning a bet with the janitor. Once we were inside I closed all the blinds so no one could see. There she was, standing there waiting for me. I wanted this to last.
“take your jeans off!” I demanded. She obeyed. She was wearing a frilly white panties underneath.
“Sit on the teachers desk and masterbate” I demanded. She obeyed. She jumped onto the teachers desk and began to masturbate, her right hand finger her pussy and her left holding her panties to one side. My cock was already semi-hard just by thinking about it but now it was trying to force it’s way out of my Jeans. Like I was going to stop it.
I took off my trousers and underwear and let my cock hang free. I began to masturbate myself strong my cock at an increasing rhythm as I watched Isabella finger her pussy. It occurred to me that she looked as if she was near Cumming.
“Do not Cum. Keep fingering yourself but do not cum” She continued fingering herself, her face becoming contorted in her pleasure as she screamed and thrashed on the desk. I was surprised I had not come yet. I could feel a growing pleasure but I usually came within ten minuites and yet it had been nearly twenty. Another part of the Endurance wish I guessed.
I eventually became bored with this after thirty minuites and allowed Isabella to cum. thankfully I had taken the precaution to tell her to stay conscious otherwise the release would have caused her to. I let her lie there twitching as the orgasm continued to course through her body.
“Come over here and suck my cock” I commanded. She moved over to me and knelt down and began to suck my cock. The sensation was so much greater than anything I had had before. Her tongue curled around the head. I had never had my cock sucked before but I could tell from the head she was giving she was no newbie to it. The porn stars I had watched had done the same thing, although their were probably much better still.
After several blissful minutes Isabella moved on to deep throating, taking only 5 inches to start with and eventually taking the whole 8. After around ten minutes after she started I finally came, shooting my load onto her tonsils. She then swallowed the lot, scooping up any of my sperm which had dripped out of her mouth before sucking it off her finger, making a low humming noise as she did it. She continued by cleaning off my still rock hard cock with her tongue causing it to twitch in anticipation. Once my cock was ‘clean’ once again I ordered her onto the teacher’s instructing her to spread her legs, after she had removed all items of clothing.
I looked over her body which was lying in front of me completely at my mercy. I had dreamt about this for years, ok it was only one year. I had heard that women, on their first time, suffered from pain when the cock entered the pussy. I didn’t know if she had actually slept with someone before but I wasn’t going to pound her on the off chance that she might be a slut. So I asked her.
“Have you had sex before?” I asked nonchalantly
“Yes” I wasn’t surprised
“How often?”
“Once” she replied. Now I was surprised. After breaking that boundary I would have thought she would get fucked like a dog in heat. Feeling better about knowing I didn’t have to hold back, and that I was about to fuck Isabella against her will, I placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy and rubbed it against her cilt. She began to squirm a little and her pussy began to overflow with juices appearing. I then put it in. It was incredibly tight. She let out a loud moan as my cock hit her cervix, her breasts wobbling because of the impact. I began moving backwards and forward as I fucked her, picking up speed as time went by. Her moans grew ever louder until she was screaming.
“FUCK, OH FUCK YEAH! FUCK ME HARDER JOHN FUCK MEEEEEEEE” just to let you know my name is John. I continued to fuck her faster and harder until she gave one massive scream as the orgasmed. Her pussy clenched my cock soo hard I was unsure I would be able to get it out again. Pussy Juice gushed out of her as she continued to orgasm.
I gave her a moment until it died down a bit. She was obviously a little dazed but she would come round quickly. I wrapped my arm around her back and lifted her up so I was the only thing supporting her. Moving my arms around carefully I positioned myself to a position where I could fuck her without dropping her, by which time she had come round and had her hands grasping my back for support.
I began moving her her up and down making her ride my cock. Her pussy much have been very sensitive at this point as she very quickly began to moan very loudly. I continued to pound her pussy harder and harder, just as she asked. I felt myself on the verge of Cumming and I knew she was near her third. I picked up the pace
“Lets come together Master” she begged. I was surprised but happy she enjoyed fucking me so much I gave one last thrust before sending several long shot of come up into her pussy as she orgasmed. I gently let her down onto the desk again and let her ride out her orgasm as she twitched silently. After several minutes she sat up with a slight smile on her face.
“You will not tell anyone what has happened this night. You will however retain all memory of what has occurred and if you wish to fuck again come to my house at 6 o’clock, make sure you arn’t followed!”
I stood up, got dressed and left with a huge grin. All I could think of at that point was “I got to fuck Isabella”. This is only the start.
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I came from a large family; most of my brother’s and sister’s were enough older than me (I’m the youngest) that mostly they’d moved out long before I started to have sexual urges. But my youngest sister Anna was only a few years older and we were fairly close. She was lying on the couch taking a nap. My siblings and I always had a hard time sleeping at night so, typically, we’d end up taking a nap sometime after we got off the bus from school. I’d recently noticed my sister’s body was pretty well proportioned. I guess when you live out in the middle of nowhere with no internet and no cable you start to get your eye candy where you can. Whatever the reason, even though I’d looked at her I’d honestly never thought of letting it go anywhere past that. Nevertheless I had the sex drive of about ten normal kids my age, there’s a good chance that it was mostly just that the massive cascade of endorphins and dopamine that getting off triggers helped me to feel less depressed. But hell who isn’t depressed when they’re a teen.
Well that day my sister had decided to get particularly dressed up, she was dating some new little tool and the excitement of a new relationship hadn’t worn off yet. I’d always had a thing for a tight sweater and a pleated skirt, and the yellow V-neck cashmere sweater and dark plaid skirt just above the knee certainly fit the bill. While she was sleeping her legs had spread enough that I had a pretty good look at her inner thigh up until about an inch or two away from where her panties should have been. I took a good look and then went to make some food in the kitchen.
I had a massive erection but I was still a little uncomfortable with the idea of jerking off to my sister. I ate my food and even managed to get my wood to go down, but I couldn’t help but keep wondering what her panties would look like on her. Of course I knew what underwear my sister owned we all had to take turns doing laundry so I’d seen most of it before. Seeing it on her however, was something I’d never done. For that matter I still hadn’t seen any girl in real life in her bra and panties yet.
I went into the living room and tried to watch some TV to keep my mind off of it, but the only place to sit with a good angle for the TV was the couch she was on. I sat at the far end determined I wasn’t going to pay any attention so I started watching afternoon cartoons hoping that would keep my mind on more wholesome topics. If you’ve ever thought cable was boring try keeping a teenage mind off a near exposed pussy with nothing but public television. I started thinking about moving her skirt so I could get a good look at her, and almost instantly I was so aroused I could barely sit still. I felt my heart pounding everywhere; it even seemed like my eyes had a pulse.
I couldn’t help myself. I stood up and crept over to kneel next to her on the floor. I slowly over what seemed like an eternity inched her skirt up. The feeling was incomparable. The lust, the shame, the fear, all combined to release a cocktail of hormones unlike anything else I’ve ever felt. Then finally I got my first peek it was her striped g-string. I hadn’t ever realized just how beautiful looking up a skirt could be, the smooth skin of her upper thighs flowing into a the dimples surrounding her vagina and then the main even ever so discreetly covered by a patch of fabric that taunted you with the absolute nearness to glory.
I grabbed a blanket and threw it over her so she would assume that’s what had moved her skirt up if she even noticed. Then I went into her room and fished a pair of panties out of her laundry hamper. They were soft blue cotton panties with no designs on them, nothing special so I didn’t think she’d miss them for a while. I headed over to my bathroom with her underwear in balled up in my hand. Simply the idea that something that had her juices on it was in my hand had me so horny I thought I might blow before I even touched myself. I locked myself in the bathroom and immediately proceeded to masturbate with the crotch of her panties. When I came it felt like I would never stop pumping sperm into the, now, sopping wet panties.
As soon as I came and hid her panties I started to feel guilty. Wasn’t it wrong to get turned on by your sister, even more so to jack off to her? For the next couple of days I avoided her as much as possible, I guess she couldn’t figure out why because she came up to me after school one day and said we were going to hang out since we hadn’t really been doing anything together and she missed me. She’d just gotten her license so we drove around listening to music and talking apparently things hadn’t worked out so well between her and the most recent jackass that she’d dated. Not even a week into he’d started telling people she’d had sex with him. I didn’t want to ask if it was true or not because either way the topic would start my mind down a road that I had been trying to avoid.
We got home and went and I had her help me with my homework, she was really good at math and for whatever reason algebra I was like Greek to me. By the time we were done with all the homework it was time to go to bed. My sister knew I slept better when there was someone else in the room, since I frequently had incredibly vivid nightmares when I was alone, so she said I could sleep in her room if I wanted. I wasn’t sure if I should or not but I had no way of saying no without telling her why so I went in the other room and changed into my pj’s and came back in. The half-bath in her room wasn’t finished so it only had a sheet for a door and when the light was on you could clearly see her silhouette. The last thing I wanted when she came back in was for her to see a raging hard-on so I quickly got into bed and laid on my side with the covers over me. She came back out and to my surprise she only had a baggy white shirt on, or at least as far as I could tell.
She turned off the lights and climbed into bed next to me, thank God it was a queen sized bed or it would’ve been much harder to keep from letting her feel that my dick was rock hard. We talked until we both drifted off to sleep, but I woke up in the middle of the night and went to get a drink. I noticed that moving her so I could get up and get some water hadn’t woken her so I carefully climbed back in to make sure I didn’t disturb her sleep any more than I had too. When I was back in bed I remembered that I didn’t know what she had on under the shirt.
It seemed like an eternity that I tried to fall back asleep but curiosity kept my mind racing. After what was probably an hour I finally decided I would find out. First I rolled onto my stomach so I could put my arm across her and act like it fell there when I rolled. I waited a few minutes to make sure she wasn’t going to wake up and then I slowly felt my way up to her left breast. Never having felt a breast before I was amazed at how it felt. It was so firm but soft, and pleasant warmth radiated out from it. The nipple felt like a short pencil eraser and I spent a good while gently tracing both breasts with my hand. The left breast seemed a little larger but other than that they were perfect. I knew from the labels in her bras that she wore a c-cup but to me they felt massive.
I knew from the second that I touched her breast that I wouldn’t be getting any more sleep that night. Once some of the immediate fixation with her breasts eased, I slowly and gently felt down her body. She was athletic; always loved basketball and volleyball, and her body had the firm give of relaxed muscle. All of a sudden I felt a panty line and my dick jumped. For whatever reason this forced all of the realization of what I was doing to the front of my mind; I was feeling up my sister and about to feel what was in her underwear. Again that intoxicating cocktail of emotion and hormones washed over me. I felt like I could fuck through rock if I had to right now.
I gently rubbed her stomach in a way that slowly pulled her shirt up. Once I felt skin to skin contact I knew the path was open so I moved myself a little lower so I’d be able to play it off as though my hand just fell between her legs while she was asleep If she woke up. I started out but gently running my finger along the outline of her underwear. She was wearing a pair of silky panties and that turned me on even more. For a little bit I just let my hand rest cupping the entire area around her pussy. It felt like I was soaking up all the heat of her sex and that somehow it was fueling my actions, almost like I couldn’t have stopped if I had tried.
I had to make direct contact with whatever was putting out that inviting energy. So I gently worked my finger under the elastic on the side of her panties, just an inch or two about her opening. The gentle pull of the elastic and the brush of soft skin on the back of my knuckle were phenomenal. I was expecting her to be hairy; I guess I’d never though of my sister as a sexual entity until recently so I was surprised when I came across skin just as smooth as the area surrounding it. I worked my way slowly down at first keeping toward the side, not knowing how my sister’s body would react, and certainly not wanting to wake her. Finally I gathered the courage to touch her slit and was thoroughly surprised to find that it was really wet and slippery. I had always just imagined that girls were normally dry. I ran my middle finger up and down a couple of time to get a fair amount of my sister’s juices on it and slowly worked it back out. It felt a little thicker than my pre-cum and it smelled kind of musky. I decided to taste it and I was pleasantly surprised. It was unlike anything else I’d ever tasted, slightly bitter but with a smooth taste at the end.
I gently worked my way back in and this time slid a third of my finger inside of her. She moved slightly when I did this so I stopped exactly where I was long enough I was sure she wasn’t waking all the way up. I gently rubbed all around inside her, she sloped gently in and back and on the top side there was a little knob of spongy flesh when I brushed against that her breathing changed and sometimes she would make little half moans. The texture of her pussy was something unique soft but applying a constant gentle pressure. Just behind the mound of spongy flesh there were gentle ridges that I would have never noticed if I wasn’t moving so slowly to keep from waking her up.
I knew I had to stop and go relieve myself or I would try to take it even further, and I was nowhere near ready for the consequences of that. So I went in the bathroom and had the most intense jerk of my life. When I came it felt like the orgasm went on forever and I know I mad some noise. I wiped myself off and threw the tissues in the trashcan then went to get a drink. When I came back my sister wasn’t in the bed. Instantly post orgasm relaxation turned into full on panic. Had she noticed that her panties had been moved, did she hear me jacking off, if she had did she know it was to her? A thousand scenarios where whirling through my head and I just froze where I was. The toilette flushed and a little later she came back out, nothing seemed to be different with her so I tentatively just got back in bed. She just said “Thirsty?” and I quickly nodded. Then we slowly drifted back to sleep.
The next day she had plans with some of her friends so she didn’t come home till I was going to bed. I heard her in the next room moving stuff around when she got back, and I started to think about her getting undressed. I remembered I had a pair of her panties and I got them out and jerked it into them again. That done I fell asleep with them balled up in the bed next to me. I’d forgotten about them but the time I woke up the next day so when they weren’t next to me I thought nothing of it. I got ready and went to school just like any other day. I heard Mark (the guy who was telling people that he’d fucked her) telling people that my sister had “a bush like the Amazon.” This normally would have made me irate but it was doubly so since I knew now that it was all bullshit. I went up to him and fortunately for me even though he was two years older he was small for his age, because without even thinking I said “how ‘bout you shut the fuck up before I kick your fucking ass bitch.” Apparently he hadn’t seen me because his jaw dropped and he just nervously chuckled and said “oh… sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it.” I knew I didn’t have anything else I could say so I just stared at him for a bit and then left, still fuming mad.
My sister heard about it and came up to me a few hours later and gave me a big hug and thanked me for standing up for her. I felt a little guilty knowing if she knew why I had gotten so mad about his story she wouldn’t be thanking me at all. She just thought I was shy about it and told me she’d have a surprise for me when she got home after her play practice that night. I wondered what it could be but I just assumed she’d get me some candy or something on her way home; after all I hadn’t actually done anything other than yell at someone.
She got home and I was in my parents’ room talking to my mom about what we were going to do for summer vacation. She came in said hi to our mom and then left, I wondered when she’d give me my “surprise” but when I left my mom’s room she was in the shower already so I just assumed she’d forgotten. I went into my room and changed into some shorts and got ready for bed. I decided I’d sleep better if I jacked off first so I started masturbating, I hadn’t noticed that the shower had turned off until I heard my door start to open. I was just quick enough to get my hands on top of my blankets so hopefully she wouldn’t notice. She came in and asked if I was awake and I just lifted my head and said “yeah go ahead and turn on the lights.”
When she turned on the lights I saw that she was still wrapped in a towel but that didn’t really catch me off guard because it wasn’t uncommon for us to talk while wrapped in a towel if we thought the other would be asleep before we were fully dressed. She came up beside the bed and said so I guess you’ve been wondering what my surprise is. I just nodded and hoped she wouldn’t seem my boner and think it was due to her in her towel. “Well” she said “I guess I shouldn’t keep you waiting, but first you have to promise you won’t say anything till I’ve had a chance to explain.” I was pretty confused but still focusing more on keeping my erection from being noticed than thinking about what she could be surprising me with.
All of a sudden she dropped the towel and she was wearing a light blue strapless bra and blue cotton panties. All of a sudden I remembered that I had left the panties in my bed next to me but I didn’t know where they’d gone. My mind was reeling and I was desperately trying to think of something to say. She just put a finger over my mouth and said “remember your promise”. So not knowing what to say anyway I just nodded and let her talk. She looked a little embarrassed but she just started out with “I didn’t know how else to bring it up.” “The other day when you slept in my bed I woke up while you were rubbing my belly but it felt really good so I didn’t know what to do.” My jaw dropped and all that came to mind were the worst possible scenarios. She continued to tell me that at first when I started to move my hand down that she was going to stop me but she was so turned on that when she felt a hand on her pussy she felt like she just had to have more. “I never let anyone touch me there before” she explained, “but it felt so good I didn’t want it to stop, and I didn’t know what to do so I just pretended I was asleep.”
The other day I came into your room in the morning to talk to you about it but when I found my panties all of a sudden it seemed so much weirder and more shameful to me. I didn’t know what to do so I took my panties and put them in my room then decided I’d think about it before deciding what to do. I was going to ignore the whole thing but I was so touched when I heard you’d stood up for me to Mark that I decided I’d give you what you seem to want so badly. I mean it felt really good and if nobody finds out it should be ok.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, was my sister actually saying she was ok with me touching her? I looked her over a little more closely and I realized there were faint white stains all over the panties she was wearing. When I looked back up she just smiled shyly and said “surprise.” Talk about understatement of the century. When I didn’t say anything she started to look worried and said “if this weirds you out or if you just kind of slipped up when you touched me forget I said anything, but please don’t tell anybody.” The fear in her voice almost broke my heart; she was willing to go out on a limb like this for me. Instantly I was filled with a whole new kind of lust for her, but I wanted to make sure she really wanted to do this first.
I pulled her in to sit next to me on the bed and asked her if she was sure this is what she wanted. She just nodded and we sat there quiet for a while. Then she said “it’s not like I hadn’t thought about you this way before, I just didn’t act on it because I was worried what you’d think and that somebody would find out.” Then she reached out and started to rub my thigh through the blanket. “You’re not exactly little and you couldn’t possibly have thought I never noticed your morning wood when you slept in my room.” I guess it made sense but it had certainly never occurred to me that my sister would be turned on by my cock.
Then Anna reached up and grabbed my throbbing penis and gently started stroking it. I instinctively pulled her in and started kissing her while softly massaging one of her breasts. I was already half wound form jerking off before she started and I’d never been touch by anyone like this before so I came almost instantly. She just looked down and smiled and said “guess I’m better at this than I thought I’d be.” I was embarrassed that I came so quickly but she said if I got hard again later that she’d still be around. Then she laid down next to me and asked me if I would kiss her while rubbing the outside of her vagina. I kissed her and she opened her lips and slid her tongue along my lips while I was kissing her, so I did what she was doing, I found it amazingly arousing but my fella wasn’t having any part of getting hard again any time soon so I just focused on getting her off. We kept kissing and I lightly ran my fingers all around her pussy and thighs making a point to pull away just before I actually touched her. She started shaking every time I came near her slit and I took off her panties, I waited a while just kissing her so it would be a surprise and without warning slid one finger in her and used my thumb to rub the outside. I was amazed at how tight just one finger was and couldn’t help but wonder how a hard dick would ever fit inside. She gasped and bit my lip when I slid my finger in her so I started to pull it back out and she said in an almost panicked voice “no it feels so good, you have no idea.” I gently moved my finger in and out while rubbing in a circle on and just above the spongy area, and again her breathing became heavier. This time though she started rocking her hips to match my motion. A few minutes later she pulled me tight to her and her body shook gently then she felt like she just melted next to me. I leaned back and asked how she felt and she just smiled like she was in a daze and said “thank you”.
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A true story of my first time with a tranny
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My name is “Nikky”…I was molested from the age of 7 to high school. There were various situations and people at different times. I think these instances continued due to priors that made it seem to be “OK” for the next one to take place, but all the while knowing it was wrong. I am an African-American female & black people don’t talk about being molested…hell, we don’t talk about sex! Everything is on the hush or swept under the rug. This caused me emotional issues in my adolescent & adult years.
When I was 27yo this turned taboo for me as I found myself replaying scenarios of some those acts during solo masturbation. I felt disgusted, dirty & embarrassed. I tried cleaning up my thoughts but several weeks later I did again. I struggled with the guilt that something that had affected me negatively I was now reliving during masturbation & bringing myself to climax. I’ve analyzed my dilemma & figured something triggered it & will write about that later. I’ve searched the net for reasons why this was happening & couldn’t find anything that involved women let alone BLACK WOMEN! So if there are any black women who can relate please share your experiences & other taboos. My stories are TRUE!! Names are changed.
This story takes place when I was 7yo. My mom & Aunt Beatrice both lived in the same apartment complex & worked nightshifts (12-8) and so my cousin Tiff 9yo (Aunt Beatrice’s daughter) & me were left in the care of my Aunt Pat who was my mom & aunt’s cousin. She was married to Uncle Tony and had a daughter named Tanya the same age as me. She lived close to our school so she was the best candidate for the job cause in the morning it was a short 10min walk there. She’d walk us there & my dad’d pick us up after school and drive us home. Aunt Pat would babysit us mostly weeknights & Sundays. She was the one who took us to church & church functions but was far from uptight. Although she carried herself as a conservative woman in public, that wasn’t the case in her home sometimes. She’d be loose in her ways with Tony & careless around us kids. She’d wear housecoats with nothing underneath & at night see through nighties with no underwear. I’d often see some sneaky & flirty things between them.
We’d be dropped off at Pat’s around 7pm. Pat had a routine for us, at about 8 we’d have a bubble bath, all 3 of us girls would get in play for a while then she’d come in wash us with a washcloth then rinse us off under the shower, then towel us off. Nothing out the ordinary. Then she would have us run to her bed lie naked on our backs while we played what she called “powder angels” which was her sprinkling us with baby powder & we’d roll around to get as much as we can on our bodies. It was fun; we’d giggle laugh etc. After we were done we’d put on our panties & nighties & head for the living room. It was a one-bedroom apartment & the only extra bed was Tanya’s day bed in the living room. It had that extra bed that can be pulled from underneath & that’s where we’d sleep. This routine would vary over time.
One day our routine got weird…we were done with our bath & running into the room when we noticed Tony on the bed watching TV…we screamed, hid ourselves & tried running out the room. Pat blocked us & motioned us back in & said it was ok. We climbed onto the bed naked & played “powder angels” although not as enthusiastically as we’d normally do. She tried cooing us to let loose & we “sorta”…but it was awkward. Tony seemed to not mind us he was into his show & never said a word. After that day Tony would sometimes be present & always the in the same manner just watching TV while Pat cheered us on.
Some while later, when playing our game “powder angels” Pat gasped and said to Tiff that she had fur down there…we all laughed, except for Tiff who looked embarrassed. Pat reassured her that it was a good thing becaused it meant that she was growing into a lady. She asked Tony to take a look. Without reluctance he came over to look. He peeked briefly & said nothing. We put on our nighties & went to bed.
Surprisingly one night during bath time Pat came in with her house coat on & sat on the side of the tub with her legs in the tub while she watched & played around with us. Tony came in to pee. He could see us in the tub as he came in but his back was to us while he peed. I can hear the stream. When he was done he turned around to us & as if done on purpose flashed us his dick, he shook it & tugged on it. He looked over at Pat who had that flirty look in her eyes I’ve seen before. She washed us with the washcloth & then got undressed & showered with us to rinse us of. I remember seeing her bush & tried not looking at it. We toweled off & headed for the room. Tony was there sitting on the bed as if waiting for us this time.
Pat was naked & so were we. We got on the bed & was on our backs waiting for her to play our game but she went over to Tony & begged him to play our game..she asked him to sprinkle us all..her too.
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THIS IS A ROMANCE STORY, NOT JUST HUMPING AND FUCKING ALL THE TIME. Constructive critism always welcomed
A daughter gets help with her homework and gives her daddy help with something else in return. *A story requested by a member*
My sister and I find a mutual point
chapter 5 of this continuing story as to how my wife would react to all of the things tat happen to her in this story
Estelle was sitting alone at the bar as she studied her surroundings, the soft beat of a 90’s pop song thumping in the background. Her attire consisted of an extremely low-cut, black dress and a pair of black stilettos adorning her feet. Acrid smoke filled the air as her gaze grazed over the numerous clusters on the dance floor before landing on the lone man in the corner who was staring at her intently.
His cold gray eyes surrounded by crow’s feet and graying locks instantly reminded her of her father. With just the idea of someone looking familiar to her father, Estelle felt a warmth beginning in the belly of her being, a soft tingle resonating in her body. Her father was definitely not a looker, but she had always had a significant crush on her father. In fact, she couldn’t remember a time when she didn’t want to have her father’s hot cock pummeling her young, tight pussy.
Beneath her dress, Estelle could feel her large nipples hardening on her small breasts. The stranger from across the room could see the small shadows of her hard nubs. His body responded by making his semi-erect cock twitch.
The strange gentleman stood from his cramped table and made his way to the black-haired Estelle with confidence. “Good evening pretty lady,” he began when he settled his bottom in the chair next to his new female companion. “Do you mind sharing the night together?”
Such a straight forward approach made Estelle’s eyes bulge, her lids pulling back fully in shock. He didn’t want to know about her past? She didn’t have to talk about her job? No grilling about why she was wearing such revealing clothes? Not looking a gift horse in the mouth, Estelle agreed to his suggestion.
“..but don’t you want to know my name? Or tell me yours?”
The gentleman shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly then turned to the barmaid and ordered another round of vodka for Estelle.
“I’m Charlie by the way,” he said while his eyes looked up and down her body from up close, his eyes pausing over her deep cleavage, the sides of her tits bulging out of the arm hole. The obscene staring, along with his unusual resemblance to her father, made Estelle’s nipples tingle.
“Estelle,” she answered pertly before sipping her drink. Interesting, she thought as he drew a gulp from his now-full glass.
“I’m in town visiting a couple friends, so I have a very nice hotel room,” Charlie proposed simply. “I have toys and a video to add to the fun. If those aren’t enough to keep us entertained, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind being a slut in front of a camera.”
His blunt words plunged her into a silence, a throaty cough clearing the shock from her brain. If this stranger was going to be so blunt, so was she. “To be honest,” she started impishly, “I have no need for any of that as long as I have the ability to role play. I wouldn’t mind having a porno rolling as I’m teasing or sucking your cock to get you ready for sex, but that’s only if you want it.”
Charlie’s brow curled up with interest, lazily begging her for what sort of role play she had in mind. So she continued, “I have a great interest in father/daughter role play, though I promise you that I have never done it.”
With the last word falling off the tip of her tongue, Estelle drained the remains of her glass and asked her companion if he was ready to go. Their clicking footsteps left Charlie’s glass of vodka on the bar top.
Broken mirrors glinted in the night as the couple traveled down an alleyway, Charlie’s hand softly squeezing and slapping her ass as they went. Within a few minutes and a couple of blocks, the hotel he was staying at loomed before them with grand haze of gold and white.
The room was neatly organized, the bed promptly made with perfection in mind. A long couch was planted in front of the suite’s television set and Estelle could see that there was enough room for her to kneel in front of a sitting Charlie as she eased her head up and down his length.
Estelle excused herself to the bathroom, taking her time to carefully remove her black dress and hang it gently on a silver hook. As she studied her black lace sweat heart bra, with matching garter belt and panties, she thought of Charlie and her father. When Charlie smiled at her she saw a small glint in his eye that was similar to her father’s and made her cunt stir with desire, Charlie’s deep laugh left her nipples begging to be sucked and played with just as her father’s laugh did, and Charlie had all the physical characteristics of her father: how could she not have deluded herself to believe that her father was in the suite’s living room?
Her hips rocked from side-to-side as she closed her eyes and imagined that she was riding her father’s cock, the dampness of her pussy becoming truly recognized. Estelle placed her hand over her panty-covered mound and let her fingers barely graze along her slit. Wetness filmed her fingertips with every pass along her slit, her fingers pushing ever so gently into her wanting hole. Beneath her panties, her labia parted and swallowed her panty-covered finger.
With the material kissing its way into her opening, Estelle’s body tensed and shook, her white knuckles gripping the vanity’s edge. Having thoroughly drenched her panties and needing to clean her fingers, Estelle quickly cleaned her fingers before opening the door and sashaying to her father.
Two girls were shyly teasing one another’s thighs on the screen, Charlie’s pants unzipped as he sat watching them. Estelle watched the scene unfold to their shy touches turn into a shy kiss, which then turned into a passionate kiss with shy fondling of each others breasts. Her love tunnel softly stirred as she listened to the smacking of their lips and soft moans, Estelle’s own moan deaf to the untrained ear.
Seeing his one-night lover in such sexy attire made Charlie’s cock twitch again with excitement, her hips wiggling suggestively as she walked to his spot on the couch. She stood in front of him with her legs open wide enough so the light showed where her garments were soaked. The soft curve of her torso disappeared as she lowered to her knees, her hand rubbing up and down Charlie’s inner thigh.
From his knee, her honey brown eyes watched him. “Daddy, what are those girls doing to each other?” she asked with feigned innocence, her hand continuously rubbing the inner curve of his thigh. Just the act of asking in her small voice made another jolt of electricity warm her chest as the slope of her breast was interrupted by her hard tips.
Charlie’s chest vibrated as he moaned. Though he hadn’t told her, he also loved to role play as a father. “Nothing baby,” he chimed as he tried to ignore her teasing hand, “they’re just being friendly with each other.”
“Can I be friendly with you daddy?”
The simple question hardened his cock immensely, only gathering enough strength to nod his head with closed eyes. Her hand slipped into the hole of his boxers and pulled out his hard pole.
Estelle’s eyes didn’t see Charlie as she stroked the cock that was in front of her, she saw her daddy and his cock. Seeing her father’s cock made her greedily lick her lips. With a determination to taste her father’s cum, Estelle leaned her head forward and circled his bell. The warm wetness of her young tongue on his old dick sent shivers through his body, more shivers throbbing along his spine as he felt her talented tongue slide up the shaft of his lifted cock.
By now the women on the screen had progressed from their fondling embrace to a tricky 69 position. Their moans were loud and their clothes were placed so that their bodies were revealed quite adequately. Seeing two naked women with their cunts being eaten out while his daughter licked his cock expertly had Charlie growling with satisfaction.
His growl made Estelle purr with gratitude as her lips enclosed around the girth of his iron rod. She could feel the hardness in her mouth as her tongue swirled around the top of his meat, her head bobbing down in short jabs. One of her small hands climbed onto the couch and went to hold her father’s hand, the other sliding of her milk-smooth thigh to her aching crotch.
She pressed on her clit through her panties as her tongue licked the under side of his shaft, her moan of relief reverberating around his cock. The vibration of her moan made Charlie grip her hand tighter and she moaned again. Thinking her daddy was gripping her hand in such a position, Estelle forced herself to take more of his cock into her mouth, the length beginning to force its way down her throat.
Having the confines of his lovely daughter’s throat squeezing around the circumference of his cock, Charlie moaned throatily and placed his free hand on Estelle’s bobbing head. Her small throat bulged as it stretched to accommodate the intruding member’s girth, but the stretch wasn’t enough to keep Estelle from giving chokes for air. Her nostrils flared and tears threatened to form as she swallowed his cock, the sounds of her small chokes secretly turning Charlie on even more.
Now fully erect, Charlie’s cock speared into Estelle’s throat with the small dilations of his thrusting hips. Unexpectedly, cum shot out of his cock tip as his shaft lodged itself into her throat. Tears rolled down her eyes softly as she vehemently choked on her daddy’s large girth, her hand squeezing his with extreme force in a desperate attempt of getting him to withdraw.
Charlie emptied his cock and released Estelle from his grip. One more glimpse at the television screen showed that the two women were now rubbing their sweet, tight pussies together. The supple, youthful skin on the screen made Charlie want to run his tongue up and down their wet mounds.
A soft thud brought his attention back to Estelle, who had sat back on her heels, her hand resting on her chest as she gasped for gulps of air. Softly, Charlie pushed his daughter’s shoulder until she was laying on her back. With his hands, her father parted her long legs to see the wet spot of her dented panties, the tell tale sign of her fondling while she had sucked him off.
The sight of her wet crotch made her daddy’s shoulders slump with want, his head dipping forward to suck on her genitals through her panties. His tongue licked up and down her slit, the taste of her cum tingeing the taste buds on his licking muscle.
He pulled off her mound to peal back the damp material and toss them aside, her musky aroma greeting his nose. Charlie closed his eyes as he deeply breathed in his daughter’s scent of arousal, a pulse beginning to pick up in his fuck organ.
“Oh, daddy, yes!” cried Estelle as she felt a warm tongue sliding from the bottom of her slit to the top of her clitoris. Her hands tangled in his hair as one of his reached up to fondle her full breast, the other sliding up and down her slit.
Estelle whimpered with pleasure as she felt her father’s finger slip between her folds with the help of her juices, a yelp of excited surprise filling the room when she felt his finger enter into her wanting hole.
Her entire body shivered like a leaf as Charlie worked his finger in and out of her velvet walls, his tongue bathing her clit. Charlie’s other hand was busy pinching and pulling the hard tips of his daughter’s sweet nipples.
“Mmm daddy,” she purred and sighed as her orgasm worked up as Charlie slid another finger into her waiting hole. “Oooh—just like that!” she screamed at having his fingers thrust into her depths harder.
She thrusted her hips up, wanting his fingers to pound into her open cunt harder, her clit smashing into Charlie’s face. Feeling her wetness and knowing that she was so close to giving a torrent of her sweet nectar, he sucked her clit hard and batted his tongue wildly against her bud while his fingers curled up and mercilessly pounded her canal.
“I’m gonna co—Oh fuck, I’m coming. Oh daddy, I’m coming on your fingers and all over your face! Oh, oh, oh, oh!!” Estelle cried, her mind losing control of her body as she exploded and girl cum squirted out around Charlie’s fingers and onto his face. Her tense body shook, her arms jerked in different directions as her makeshift father continued to work his curled fingers into her pussy, his fingers hitting her g spot with ease, and her mind was blank as she tried to think a coherent thought. Incoherent screams turned into incoherent mumbles before Estelle lost consciousness.
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Victoria and her husband go bisexual
Sorry it took so long but here is part 2 i do hope you enjoy it. part 3 will be up soon
New episode to the story, THE BOSS’S SLUT. Mary Borden who approaches Tina and Charles about a business venture in India. Success, though, will require Tina’s very special talents.
A young man wakes up to find himself no longer in his cozy bed back at Fiore, instead rising from a soft patch of dirt with nothing but his socks, his underwear, and a vague memory of his training as a Pokemon Ranger. The rest of his past is a blur, but he’ll soon find that he won’t have much time to rediscover it.
I watch as my neighbours kids and dad play in the garden
My first time joining the mile high club
A pain slut is taken to the club to “go for the record.”
This is my first story, please let me know if I should continue or if I just suck too much ass to keep writing.
Three women go out to the bar and really tie one on. The following morning they run into each other at work. The first says, “Wow, I got so drunk last night that I was running around the bar with out my top on.”
The second says, “That isn’t nothing. When I got home I couldn’t get the room to stop spinning and I fell down the stairs.”
The third says, “That isn’t nothing. When I got home I blew chunks.”
The other two say, “That isn’t so bad.”
The third says, “You don’t understand, Chunks is my dog!”
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