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Training Sprite

As I sat in the front room of my house listening to the random and albeit annoying noise of the other occupants of my house I let my mind wander deep in to the depraved catacombs of my mind. My name is Alistair, Alistar Monty. I can’t say that I had a rough childhood but I can’t exactly say it was pleasant either. I’m currently 21 and still living at home with my Grandmother Mother and autistic brother. That in and of itself leaves a sour taste in my mouth let alone the fact that my house is a religious hot spot for every zealot there is with in a 30 miles. I stand 6′ misc” with broad shoulders that make it hard to find dress shirts that fit just right. I have a great interest in martial arts, having read and understand the theory of many different arts. Enough of the bland vanilla things though. I am a Master and I’m relatively new to the entire practice of Master and slave. Not to say that I’m new to the idea or fetish. Both of those I have been interested in since the tender age of a bout nine. One major thing about me though. My kindergartener teacher sucked and never taught me to share. Over body, over ability, over anything a slave has to offer. I value loyalty. Just something that came by after an almost blood brother and sparing partner decided to Take the woman I loved beyond anything I had ever love. And fuck her brains out behind my back. So after months of searching and finding ‘two days’ (women that agree and disappear after two days) I came in contact with an old friend. We talked for a little while and then I asked her ‘do you want to be my slave.’ well she said ‘YES!’
my slave Loretta who I affectionately call Sprite. Is about 5’4” tall with a lithe and slim figure beautiful A cup breasts that screamed to be teased and tortured. A nicely shaped and formed ass, a pair of thin lips that God (when he wasn’t fucking with the innocent people) must have taken years to craft. All of this comes with a dominant attitude and pair of beautiful legs. Sexy right? I think so to. The only downside? She lives with a 31 year old who works her as if he owns her lock stock and soul. I could be bias and hell I’ll admit I am bias but that old fuck can go and croak in my opinion. Though I try not to express this to her. I’m fairly sure she knows my views on him. From what I hear of him he flys off the handle bars, loud, obnoxious, rude, controlling, and just an overall dick. What scares me the most though is that he sounds like me. Any who with all of that aside and your basic intro to the inner workings of me. My mind slowly drifts back to reality as my Grandmother chatters away at me about something to do with her three seater sofa. The last words I register are “so you can take it and make it a two seater?” Only now realizing the shit that I have gotten myself into as I set body to autopilot and cursing my self for doing so in a space with in 50 feet of my family. Sighing inwardly I nod and smile up at her spouting off
“of course Grandma who do you think I am?”
Knowing that its probably not a worse task than designing your own lift for suspension bondage. Out of the peripheral of my half aware state I hear some fashion of an elderly squeal that sounds more like a dying klaxon alarm than any expression of joy. Being the only capable human in the house intitled me to such fun tasks as anything from changing remote batteries to turning a three seater reclining sofa into a two seater reclining love seater. Hooray for me, not really. Between taking 5 college classes being the only one who brings in money to the house and them. I barely had time to breath, but I always made time for her. For my Sprite and my my look at the time it was about time for me to go see her and give her a lesson I’ve been waiting to give her. Sprite has always had an interest in being a slave. We tried it once; kinda, when she was younger but it didn’t quite work out. Turns out unless you strap a 16yearold to a wooden x and face fuck them into submission they don’t tend to listen to you. Well now shes older and we are trying again.
The drive is always the hardest for me. The throbbing boner, the nervous stomach that threatens to present itself all over the sidewalk, the awkward silence as I drive not even listening to the radio let alone have the radio on. Finally I get to where we decided to meet up. I had reserved a room at a motel 6. I know not exactly classy or great but its all I can afford on $10 part time with literally half my check going to my ‘house.’ I had set up a pass code with the manager so that Sprite could get a key. She should be waiting for me in the room. She always had some sort of surprise planned for me. I loved that. Our first meeting I walked in to find her lying naked facing me on top of the bed. Her eyes screaming silently “RAPE ME MY MASTER MAKE ME YOUR BITCH SLAVE!!!!!!!” and I had done just that. And quite adequately for a virgin at the time. To this day her eyes shone with the same awe and passion as they did the first time. I think that is what excited me the most about her. Parking my 1990 Carola I climb out of the front seat and stretch a little. Getting my usual looks of ‘how did he fit in there?’ Ignoring them I walked over to the managers window and gave the dry and dreary attendant the pass code. To which I was presented my key. Room 206 top corner unit. After the first time I learned to limit the number of people around us. A sly look from the attendant gave it away that the first time we were lucky that Alfred (the man she was living with) didn’t hear her screaming ‘FUCK ME MASTER!’
I slowly slide the key into the hole. Noting the foreshadowing for what was about to happen that existed in this simple and daily exercise. Slowly swinging open the plywood door. Watching the edge travel in its predestined arc revealing more of the land beyond its square arch with ever inch it traveled. There in the middle of the room knelt my prize. Something I spent every night fantasizing about. Though this was a first. No surprise, she always had a surprise for me, today must have been extremely hard to get away from Alfred. I felt a little anger spur inside of me at the idea that he and his family watched her like a hawk as if she were some psycho serial killer waiting to break lose of her facilities and start a rampage. That wasn’t and isn’t the Sprite I know. The tender loving, compassionate, and kind side that so few people got to see. Pushing my feelings about Alfey out of my mind to keep them form souring my sweet treat before me I strode over to sprite. Letting the lightly door close with a small breeze.
Sprite knelt in front of me, sitting on her heels. Her knees roughly two feet apart so as not to obstruct her beautiful looking shaven pussy. Her arms where folded behind her back fingers touching her elbows so as to accentuate her chest and torso. Her beautiful pink nickle sized nipple stood erect and hard showing that her mind was at work playing scenarios of what was going to happen today. Along with hard nipples always came a soaked pussy. I half glided around her as if she where a lioness I captured on safari. She was my Sprite my nimble quarry and I planned to have my utmost fun with her.
Silently I crouched down behind her whispering softly in my deep voice.
“I missed you Sprite.” kissing her ear gently
“I missed you to my Master” she did her best to suppress a shiver.
I could tell that she was aching between her legs and needed relief. That was something that I planned to give her after mass amounts of teasing and training. I stood up and walked to her front. Without being prompted she moved from her position knowing exactly what I wanted. She undid my belt and button then unzipped my pants letting them fall to the ground. A sigh of relief came from me as my hard no longer pressed against the harsh inside of the zipper. Even though my boxer briefs the zipper stabbed and raked at the head of my cock. Sprite gently tugged my undergarment down letting it fall ontop of my pants. My throbbing manhood completely exposed to her now. She gently reached up not able to stop her fascination with pleasing me. I encouraged her to act on her own as long as she wasn’t in punishment or breaking the rules. Her soft hands gently slid across my underside and balls. The lust boiling behind her eyes. I could see her want her need to have me jammed in any hole I wanted. Exactly the look I loved. Sprite gripped my shaft and began stroking my cock. She knew I had been saving up for a few days. I’m not sure but I’m almost positive she loves to make me cum. A very good trait for a slave in my book. Her fingers rubbed from base to head with a gentle grip. Her wrist giving a little flick at the end making me twitch a little each time. As her one hand worked my shaft and head the other wasted no time gathering her own juice on her finger tips. I saw this and raised an eyebrow. Sprite had been instructed not to cum until I approved. Which had proven difficult for her since Alfey loves to fuck her as much as I do. Sprite smiles mischievously as she takes her dripping fingers and applies her juices to my balls. I feel myself relax gently against the slick feeling of her hand fondling my sac. I look down at her and see her passion as she stares down the length of my cock. Sprite had never found the taste of a man pleasing. Something I planned to change. I saw her try to work up the courage to take me into her mouth. Fearful that she might mess up. I stroked her hair. Something I did as a reassurance more than a command. Sprite smiled at me and switched hands. The drying juices produced a rather kinky sticky texture to which excited my throbbing need even more. The lack of release over the past few days in addition to teasing her constantly when ever I could made me very sensitive to her expert technique. Tensing stiff I managed to prolong my inevitable eruption only a few strokes longer. Under her masterful hands there was no way I could hold myself back. Sprite hated things on her face other than water so she quickly jerked down. Earning a wince from me at the sudden force.
Sprite whimpered now having been covered in my thick jizzim, having been horny since the word go, and knowing she was in for punishment. I smirked evilly as I she looked up at me.
“open your mouth Sprite”
Hesitating for a split second she did so sticking out her tongue. Part of today’s training was really more of a psychological one. Associating pleasure/’good’ with cum. Namely a good taste with cum. With out risking to much to fast I wiped a small amount from her left nipple as it threatened to fall to the floor. The humiliation of licking my cum from the floor/sheets would have to come after she craved the taste. I gently pressed the cum to the center of her tongue. A good spot to start since mentally she knows its there however the miracle of the tongue is that its devised up into different sections each specifically assigned to a single sensation. Sweet, bitter, salty, umame (savory/earthy) and sour. With 80%of the tongue dedicated to salty. However the center of the tongue is used for virtually no specific taste.
“close your mouth Sprite” I commanded
Doing so she looked down. I could see that she was contemplating what to think of what I placed in her mouth. I smiled to myself as her gaze was shifted away from me. It was working. I frowned as her gaze shifted back up to me. I looked into her eyes and saw what I was looking for. The single light of ‘this isn’t bad’ giving her a smile to reinforce the though I saw it balloon a little.
“stand and bend over slave” she did so realizing that she was still in punishment.
My eyes traveled over her bent over form. The beautiful curves that her ass made as each cheek flowed into gorgeous thighs. There it was. She hadn’t forgotten my surprise.
To Be Continued

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Just to see you

Leah curled up in her bed. Andy had only been gone 4 days and she missed him already. Even though her mom had originally forbid her from seeing him because he was 19, five years older than her, they’d managed to come through it strong. He’d gone away for a week on a mechanics training course and it felt like time was creeping by so slowly.
She lay thinking about him and the last night they’d shared before he left. Leah was still a virgin but she wasn’t totally innocent.
On his last night he’d gone down on her giving her the most amazing orgasm. Just thinking about it made her twitch, Her hand crept under the covers stroking its way gently down her stomach until she reached the top of her pj bottoms. Not wearing panties at night gave her much more easy access. Bringing her knees up she dropped them to the side and allowed her hand to glide over her soft mound wetness already forming along her slit. She dragged a finger back up from the bottom bumping it on her clit as she went, Shivering with delight her other hand soon joined the other one diving 2 fingers straight into the deep depths of her inner women. She squirmed. Fingers working in unison on her clit and in her hole. Shaking her body towards an intense orgasm. Her body spasmed and hot juice slipped down her fingers.
Relaxing back against her pillows she soon fell asleep dreaming of Andy and what might happen on his return.
Some noise outside woke Leah up she looked at her clock and saw it was 2:37 am. Not having to be up tomorrow she turned over and went back to sleep.
Andy Lifted his weight from the wall to the top of the porch standing on tip toe he could see into her bedroom where she lay sleeping. Gently he shoved at the window and it opened. Using all his strength he scrambled up the wall and in through the window. He landed with a slight thud on her carpet she stirred in her sleep but he hadn’t roused her.
He gave it a few minutes and crept t her bed. He wriggled under her covers at the end of the bed, placing his lips on her soft smooth legs. Andy could smell the coconut body lotion he loved so much. Cupping her ankle in his hand he kissed and caressed her leg and her thigh until the pyjama shorts she was wearing restricted him from going further. Sliding his body up hers she began to stir. Her eyes opened and looked straight at him. Startled confusion crossed her face. Reaching out a hand he caressed her cheek.
Looking deep into his eyes she leaned up and felt his soft lips and stubbly chin rest against her. Andy brushed his tongue against her lips, Opening her mouth Leah let him in. Tongues danced together while hands started to explore.
Leah ran her hands down Andy’s back until she got to the bottom of his t-shirt she slipped under it and dragged her nails slowly yet forcefully up his back taking his t-shirt with it.
He shuddered. She exactly how to get to him. The kissing stopped and Andy took of his top. Soon his mouth found hers again. Eager to feel her naked breasts against him he began a trail of kisses from her mouth down her neck over her breasts until he reached her navel. He pushed up her top kissing his way back up. Lifting the top up over her head he gazed at the beauty before him. Two perfect mounds developing perfectly in two perfect women’s breasts. Bending down he took a sensitive nipple into his mouth he began to suck and tease it with his teeth.
‘Oooh’ Leah moaned. Writhing around under him.
She could feel her wetness leaking down her bum onto her pj shorts. It was too much.
Wrapping her legs around his waist using all her body strength she pushed him over until she was on top. Taking his wrists she held them above his head and bent down placing her nipple just in front of his mouth. He reached trying to get it. She laughed and still holding his hands firmly above his head kissed him passionately wanting to taste him.
His hard on pushed up into her crotch just strips of materiel separating them both.
Pushing her long brown hair forward she used it to caress his chest and stomach until her mouth was level with the fly of his jeans. Her slender fingers unbuttoned them she dragged his jeans and boxers down until his rigid member popped out. He gave a little instinctive thrust as he felt her breath on him.
A hand placed itself on the thick member and a hot wet mouth on his head. Bobbing her head she attempted to take him all into her mouth but he was just too big. Beginning slowly she built up speed.
Andy began moaning and groaning. He couldn’t believe how good she was. Not wanting to cum in her mouth he pulled her up and lay her down on the bed.
He grabbed her pj shorts and looked at her through the darkness. Leah gave him a reassuring smile.
Pulling them down a string of her juice glistened in the moonlight through the window.
She opened her legs to him. His finger entered her. Leah was so hot and tight.
Andy climbed between her legs. The head of his throbbing cock just touching her slit. He pushed ever so gently. Leah’s cunt lips opened up slightly. Then without warning it was Leah that thrust up causing Andy’s cock to rip through her hymen.
He held still and she clutched at him. Soon the pain subsided and Andy began a steady rhythm.
Leah felt every pulsating vein in his dick as he slid it in and out of her.
She wriggled and writhed with pleasure. Not thinking anything could feel as good as it did.
Andy began to grunt and his pace quickened he need primal. He thurst into her almost viciously yet still not hurting her. Suddenly he stopped and Leah could feel him throbbing inside her squirting shoot after shoot of hot cream into her. This was to much for her own orgasm hit she twitch and pulsating milking every last drop from him.
Panting and sweating they fell side by side. Andy wrapped his arms around her.
‘ I have to be back in the morning I just drove to see you’ He whispered.
Leah feel asleep smiling cuddled up into his chest.
When she woke she was alone, She panicked had she dreamt it?
Smelling the pillow beside her a strong aroma or aftershave lay on it. That’s when she knew she hadn’t…..

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Shakie Shakie!

An elderly woman moves into a nursing home. Her daughter helps her unpack and get settled in. After a few days, the woman notices a male resident who sits out on the porch every day, all by himself. She decides to go over and talk to him.
She asks if she can sit with him awhile. He looks at her for a second and says, “Yeah, you can, but only if you’ll hold my dick.” At first she’s horrified and outraged. But then she thinks, “He’s lonely, I’m lonely…” Finally, she agrees. She gets a blanket to put over their laps and she sits next to him every day, holding his dick.
After a few weeks, her daughter comes to take her mother for a weekend visit. When the woman returns to the nursing home, the first thing she sees is the man on the porch next to another elderly woman. They have a blanket across their laps. The first woman knows what the second woman is doing. She storms up the steps and starts yelling at the man.
“What does SHE have that I don’t have?!” she screams.
The man just smiles and says, “Parkinson’s.”

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My American Virgin part 2

We walked for an hour. It was beautiful; the moon reflected off the ocean and the empty sand created a romantic setting. We talked the whole time. I told Paula that I wished I had met her years ago; that she was everything I wished for in a girlfriend.
Paula shyly asked, “Have you ever had a real girlfriend?”
“No,” I answered.
“Well don’t feel bad,” she replied, I’ve never had a real boyfriend.”
Paula grabbed my hand and I turned to look at her. “Joe,” she tried to say casually although the serious look on her face said otherwise, “Do you need time to visit the other people you are going to visit out here?”
She was staring at me, waiting for my answer. “Paula, there aren’t any people out here—I only came to California to see you.”
Her face softened and a subtle look of understanding and relief was reflected in her face. She whispered, “Hold me.”
Her arms went around my neck and her face leaned against my chest. My hands circled her back and gently pulled her body against me.
We stood that way for several minutes. The hug was not sensual like the highly erotic one we had on the dance floor, but I knew it was much more meaningful. At this moment we both knew our relationship had just changed to a much higher and personal level.
We finally pulled away from each other although I kept my hands around her waist. She smiled at me in a way that said many words not spoken; I kissed her lightly on the lips, and then we started walking again in comfortable silence.
Five minutes later I stopped and looked at her. She smiled and I kissed her. We clung together for long minutes, and then started walking again.
Paula finally said, “I have an eight o’clock and ten o’clock class tomorrow, so I won’t be able to pick you up until about twelve.”
“That’s fine.”
She continued, “We’ve been invited to a party tomorrow afternoon. Pam is graduating from Windy Hills and she’s older than me, but she has been a very good friend. She invited us to a house party in the mountains if you want to go?”
“That sounds great.”
“I have to warn you,” Paula continued, “Pam has been really good to me and she is a great person, but her crowd is a little wild. I’m not sure what kind of party this is.”
We had reached the hotel and as I turned to Paula I said, “We’ll have to go with the crowd and if it’s too much for us, we’ll back off.”
I kissed her good night in front of my motel room door and our tongues played with each other for long minutes. Finally the kisses ended and she got into her car to go home. I stood not moving and watched her car turn and disappear into the night. I wished she had stayed.
The next day I waited outside the door as Paula arrived. She smiled at me and said, “Get in. We’re going to Pam’s house and she’ll drive us to the party.”
I looked at Paula. The first two days she wore a blouse and a skirt, but today she was wearing a conservative halter-top and shorts. I could see about eight inches of her flat stomach and her broad, tanned shoulders were naked. Her legs were slim and tan.
She looked at me expectantly; I leaned over and kissed her.
I said, “I really like your outfit.”
She blushed at the compliment, but said nothing.
Ten minutes later we parked at the curb and went up to Pam’s house. I rang the doorbell. A pretty blond girl opened the door, looked at me and said, “So you are Paula’s secret lover.”
“Pam!” said Paula, “don’t be a shit.”
Completely unembarrassed, Pam said, “Well you are passionately in love with him, aren’t you?”
Paula blushed violently and said nothing. She realized that she wouldn’t be able to out talk Pam.
Pam said, “My boyfriend is in the kitchen. We have tons of food; as soon as we load the car we can head to the mountain house.”
I said, “Whoever owns the house is really nice to let us use it.”
Pam hesitated a second and then, “Well actually, it’s my folks second house. They let me use it for parties as long as the parties aren’t too wild.”
We went back to the kitchen and I was introduced to her boyfriend Dave. He was at least six feet-four inches tall compared to Pam’s five-foot five-inch body.
We packed the car and drove into the California foothills. It was about a twenty-minute drive up winding roads. We pulled into a long driveway and parked in front of a moderate house—probably three bedrooms or so. Behind the house, however, was a large deck and swimming pool. Shortly afterward others started to arrive. There were about eight couples that finally showed up.
Everyone changed into their swimming suits in the house and the water games started. Water volleyball was obviously the big game here. Paula had changed into a conservative two-piece bathing suit, but showing more skin that her clothes. Her stomach was really flat, but it was her slim legs and tight ass that were erotic to view. She seemed embarrassed at first when she caught me looking at her, but then beamed when I said, “I’m sorry Paula. I can’t keep my eyes off of you; you’re just really pretty.”
We played all afternoon. There were ice chests of beer and the consumption rate was at a good college standard. Paula had a few beers and whispered to me, “This is the most I ever drank.”
The water games finally ended and Pam said we should change back to our clothes as they started up the barbecue—hot dogs, hamburgers and potato salad.
Everyone ate a lot, and we moved into the family room of the house. The beer consumption continued, but it was mitigated by the huge consumption of food that we had eaten. Everyone was having fun. Finally, someone yelled to Pam, “What games are we going to play tonight?”
Pam sighed and said, “I forgot to bring them.”
The crowd started booing when Pam slyly looked up and said, “Well I did bring one board game.”
Someone asked, “What’s the name of it?”
“Getting To Know You,” replied Pam.
“How do you play it?” another party goer asked.
“It’s easy,” replied Pam. “You roll the dice and land on a square. The square is either a “have your partner take off one article of your clothing square,” or it’s an action square where you draw a card and do what it says. You only do it with your date and we will only play level one.”
She grinned lewdly and said, “You don’t want to go to level two guys.”
Pam looked at Paula and saw she was blushing. Pam said, “Just to be very clear, you can absolutely quit at any time and we won’t make fun of you. This is to have fun; we don’t want to embarrass anyone.”
Paula looked at me. I said, “Whatever you want to do, I’m with you.”
She thought and said, “Let’s start playing and see.”
The game began; it really was a silly little college game. People threw the dice and moved to their square. My first turn had me landing on an action square. The card said, “Kiss your partner for two minutes.”
Paula was embarrassed as she stood up, but once we started kissing she relaxed and seemed to enjoy it. Right at the end of the kiss, I gave her some tongue.
Pam yelled in a teasing voice, “Just good friends…NOT!”
Paula’s first turn was to have her partner take off a piece of her clothing. I took off her shoes and tickled the soles of her feet as she giggled.
The game continued and more clothes were taken off and more sexual commands were given on the action cards.
Paula lost another article of clothing. It was going to be her halter top or shorts. She looked nervous, but let me take off her top. Her full breasts stretched against her light bra and her nipples obviously were hard as they pushed against the material. She blushed, but then smiled when I raised both hands indicating a perfect score of ten.
One girl lost her shorts and then her bra. The players were quiet when her breasts sprung free and then they cheered as she jiggled them. Pam finally lost her bra. Her breasts were very large and sagged when the supporting bra was removed. She put her hands behind her head and turned around showing everyone—she really was an exhibitionist.
Another guy was down to just his shorts. The game was getting serious.
Finally it was Paula’s turn again and she landed on a take off an article of clothing. She was down to her bra and panties. I saw her blushing violently as she stood up. She looked at me in anguish. I glanced at Pam and she nodded at me. I said, “I think it’s time for Paula and I to quit this game; it was fun, but you guys are too experienced.”
Paula gave me a smile of relief and sat down next to me. She kissed my cheek and whispered, “Thank you.”
She grabbed my arm and leaned her head on my shoulder. Her breasts, still covered by her bra, pressed into me.
The game continued but it was close to the end. Pam drew an action card and said, “Shit.”
Someone said, “Read the card Pam.”
Pam read, “Have your partner finger you under your panties until you come.”
Her boyfriend started laughing as he gasped, “Poetic justice Pam. It is your game. Get your little butt over here.”
Blushing violently she sat on her boyfriend’s lap with her legs on the outside of his. He pulled her back so she leaned against him as his hands went under the elastic of her panties and started to tease her slit. Pam had her eyes closed in embarrassment, but minutes later we heard a groan. She got more and more aroused and suddenly convulsed as her hips thrust up against his fingers. Her spasms continued for thirty seconds or so and then she was quiet.
Paula had been watching closely and when Pam climaxed, I felt her squeeze my arm in excitement. I didn’t blame her—I was hard and a circle of pre-cum had spotted my shorts.
Pam’s boyfriend was laughing and said, “I guess we better call that the end of the game.”
He helped Pam to her feet. Pam looked at Paula and sheepishly said, “I guess I should have quit when you did.”
It was obvious that the party was coming to a close. Pam came up to me and said, “Why don’t you take Paula for a walk. I have to clean up or my folks will kill me. When we’re ready to leave, we’ll blow the car horn.”
I nodded and took Paula’s hand as we headed to the walking trail that Pam had pointed out. At first we said nothing; we were replaying what we just seen.
Finally Paula asked, “Do you think I’m a chicken?”
“Of course not,” I answered. “I’ve never played a game like and it got to me too.”
Paula stopped walking and faced me. “You don’t understand. I think I could play that game, but that’s not why I wanted to stop. No one has ever seen my breasts and I wanted you to be the first one—not fourteen other people.”
The intensity of her stare and the emotion of her statement got to me. I pulled her into me and whispered, “What a wonderful thing to say to me.”
Her hands pushed against my chest as she stepped back. She looked into my eyes and started and reached behind to unbutton her halter top. As it fell to the ground she undid her bra. It also fell to the ground and she stood naked above the waist facing me. Her breasts jutted out without sagging. Her dark areolas circled her very hard nipples. She stood with her hands at her sides awaiting my judgment.
“They’re beautiful, “I whispered. “You’re absolutely beautiful.”
I asked, “Can I touch them?”
She giggled nervously, “If you don’t I’ll kill myself.”
We came together and I cupped her breasts and gently caressed them. She whispered, “They won’t break honey.”
I squeezed harder and then leaned over and licked her breasts and areolas, and then her nipples. She gasped.
A car horn sounded in the distance.
“Shit,” she wailed in frustration.
She quickly dressed herself and we headed back to the house. Pam met us and said, “This is the last of us. For some reason my show got a few couples horny and they took off so eight of us have to squeeze in my car. The girls have to sit on the guys.
I slipped into the car and Paula followed and sat on my lap. She wiggled her butt to tease me. Two other couples piled into the back seat. I put my arms around Paula holding her bare stomach. As we started down the hill in the darkness, she took my hands and put them on her breasts. For the twenty minutes to Pam’s house, I teased her breasts.
We arrived at Pam’s, thanked her, and drove back to the motel. At the motel we stood against Paula’s car and kissed. She said, “It’s late and I didn’t tell Gran I would be late so she will be worried. I’ve got to go. Tomorrow is Gran’s special day; we clean the house, I drive her to get her hair done, and then we go food shopping for the week. I should be here by four o’clock. Is that all right with you?”
“Of course,” I answered.
She then looked at me turning serious. She asked, “Do you know what the biggest contradiction in the world is?”
I was confused. “No.”
She stared at me and answered, “How about a virgin on the pill?”
I answered quietly. “I’m a virgin too. When…?”
“When I knew you were coming…just in case…I thought it might be a smart thing to do. I didn’t know what would happen, but you are my best friend and…”
I stopped her talking with a long kiss. She pulled me into her and I knew she could feel my erection. Finally she stepped away from me and wailed, “I don’t want to leave you.”
I said, “Go home and take care of Gran. I’ll wait for you tomorrow.”
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Father/Daughter bonding

My daughter, Kayla is the apple of my eye, the very definition of a “daddy’s girl”, but at sixteen she has found different interests and our father/daughter time has diminished greatly. The times we spent watching horror movies together have been replaced by her going to the mall with her girlfriends, cheerleading and going on dates. So I have to say I was elated and a little more than surprised this past weekend when my wife went out of town to spend a week at her mother’s house and my daughter asked me as we ate breakfast that Saturday morning if we could “watch some scary movies tonight, just like old times.”
“Absolutely we can, angel,” I said to her while grinning from ear to ear.
“Great!” she exclaimed “Kendra and I are going to the mall this afternoon and I’ll pick us up a couple of movies while we’re there.”
After breakfast I headed outside to take advantage of the beautiful spring day to do some much needed lawn work and as I was shirtless and planting the spring flowers in the natural area by the front porch Kayla’s friend Kendra arrived at the house. We spoke briefly until Kayla opened the door to greet her friend and they went inside. As the door closed I could have sworn I heard Kendra say to my daughter “Your father is sooo damn sexy” but I decided that was just my wishful thinking as I have to admit I’ve had some naughty thoughts about Kendra in the past. And who wouldn’t? Kayla and Kendra could almost pass as twins. They’re both about five foot three and one hundred and five pounds of brown haired, green eyed walking dynamite.
They were still at the house deciding what they were going to wear to the mall when I finished my yard work and passed my daughter’s room on the way to my room to take a shower. Kayla’s door was closed but I know what I heard this time. Kendra and Kayla where talking about me and I stopped at the door to listen.
“Kayla I swear, your dad’s tattoos and bald head, he really turns me on.” Kendra said to my daughter.
“Shut up Kendra,” my daughter giggled “that is my daddy you’re talking about.”
“I bet he’s hung like a mule, too,” Kendra continued.
Having my ego sufficiently stroked and not wanting to get caught eaves dropping by my daughter I continued down the hallway to my room and jumped into the shower. I fantasized about fucking my daughter’s friend while I cleaned myself, toweled dry and stepped naked to the bathroom sink to shave my face and head.
My bathroom door opened and my daughter stepped in.
“Christ, Kayla!” I exclaimed in shock as I turned to grab my towel and wrap it around me, but in my surprise I turned toward my daughter instead of turning my back to her and I could have sworn I saw her eyes drift down to my eight inch cock before I could get the towel around me waist.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry daddy” Kayla said as she raised her hand to cover her eyes. I appreciated her effort to pretend she hadn’t seen me but it was too late, I knew she had even if I was wrong about her intentionally glancing down.
“It’s ok, sweetie, I’m covered up now.” I said and she lowered her hand “what is it angel?”
“I was just going to tell you that Kendra and I are going to the mall now but I’ll be back with some movies for us to watch.”
“Okay angel,” I said “Have fun.”
Once they left I got into bed to masturbate while fantasizing about my daughter’s friend but got to a certain point in my fantasy and the image of my daughter in my bathroom glancing at my cock flashed in front of me and I stopped. Kendra’s father Jack was a friend of mine and I would be pissed if he were fantasizing about Kayla. I had to show him the same respect I would expect from him.
Then the evening came. Kayla brought home two movies one I had seen, the re-make of “Texas Chain Saw Massacre”, but that was okay because I love the movie, and one I hadn’t “The Last House On The Left”. I was already in my Tommy Hilfiger lounging pants and a t-shirt and stretched out on the couch ready for the movies when my daughter came into the living room with popcorn and sodas for us both. She was wearing her white over-sized sleeping shirt with “Daddy’s Girl” printed on the front that I had given her as part of her fourteenth birthday presents.
She grabbed the first DVD and bent over to put it into the player and her shirt rode up just a little and I couldn’t help but notice how smooth, tanned and shapely her legs were. It didn’t surprise me, my daughter was beautiful just like her mother, but it did surprise me that it turned me on a little. She started the movie and sat in the recliner with her legs folded under her, Indian style, I glanced over at her and under her shirt I could see that she was wearing only a pair of pink panties under her shirt.
And I could see the outline of her sixteen-year-old pussy through her panties.
And that turned me on even more. I shamefully found myself paying more attention to her than the movie, “Texas Chain Saw Massacre” and I was relieved that as the movie became more and more intense that she grabbed the bottom of her shirt, clinching it tightly and pulling it down covering her panties.
“Thank God” I thought to myself before I noticed that her shirt was now pulled tight against her perky, young, firm breasts and her nipples were pushing out against the fabric. Shame rushed through me as I felt my cock begin to stiffen and I decided not to look at her anymore. I was relieved when she got up from the recliner and dimmed the lights saying “This will make it scarier.”
The movie ended and Kayla changed the disk to the movie I hadn’t seen “Last House On The Left” before approaching the couch and standing by my feet.
“Scooch!” she said.
“No” I smiled at her “The couch is mine”
“Scooch over daddy, please” she begged and not wanting to appear as if anything was wrong I did as she wanted and moved to the back of the couch so she could lay down in front of me. With her young, perfect body pressed against me and the aromas of her hair, her perfume, her skin wafting through the air I felt my cock begin to stir again so I moved my hips away from her pushing against the back of the couch. The movie was pretty good and I was glad it peeked my interest because it took my attention away from the perverted thoughts I was having about my daughter.
Until the rape scene. With sex on the screen, no matter how disgusting it was, and my daughter’s body against me my cock took a mind of its own and grew hard as steel. I pushed back against the couch even more but to my frustration my daughter recoiled from the dark images on the screen and her ass pressed firmly into my full-blown erection.
“Oh fuck,” I thought to myself, praying that she didn’t notice it but realizing there was no way she couldn’t have. Her ass was pressed firmly against it and despite my wishes my cock grew even stiffer. Luckily after the scene ended she moved forward a little and as the movie progressed my cock softened. Thankfully my daughter said nothing about it either.
That movie ended and even though it was still relatively early for a Saturday night we cleaned the living room and we both proceeded to our beds. When I got to my room I took my clothes off and climbed into bed wearing nothing but my boxer/briefs. Once under the covers I pulled the waistband of my underwear down with my left hand as I began thinking about my daughter and started masturbating with my right. Until my bedroom door flew open.
“Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?” my daughter asked, still wearing her “Daddy’s Girl” shirt and her hair pulled back in a ponytail.
“God Damnit!” raced through my head as I jerked my hand off my cock and released the waistband of my shorts.
“Kayla” I said with frustration in my voice before she interrupted me.
“Daddy, I’m scared,” she said.
“Okay, Angel.” I replied as she lifted the covers, got into my bed and before I could turn to my side away from her she laid her head on my shoulder with her arm across my chest and her hand on the opposite shoulder. We laid there in silence as I pretended to go to sleep, knowing there was know way I could with my cock getting harder and harder from her body against mine. And then she propped herself up on her elbow, leaning over me and staring into my eyes. Her young tits hung down with her nipples brushing against my chest, seductively.
“Daddy, was it the movie or me?” she asked.
“Was what you or the movie?” I asked back dreading her answer.
“You can’t answer a question with a question,” she said with mischief in her voice as her hand moved from my shoulder to my abdomen.
“Sweetie, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I lied and despite the shame and fear racing through my mind my cock still wouldn’t go down.
“Yes you do, Daddy,” she said, emphasizing the word daddy and smiling at me as she sexily bit her bottom lip “Was it me or the movie that made your cock so hard”.
“Shit” I thought. There it was, the truth was out, everything, my daughter had made me hard and she knew it. I breathed a sigh of agony trying to gather my thoughts when her hand slid down my stomach and under the waistband of my shorts, grabbing my still hard cock.
“So it was me” she smiled as began stroking my cock “I was hoping it was me.”
“Kayla” I said in a weak voice of shame and admission “Kayla, we can’t,” I continued meekly.
She threw the covers off of us and moved between my legs before grabbing the waistband of my shorts and tugging them down. I was powerless to stop what was happening and against my will I lifted my hips off the bed so that she could remove my underwear. She tossed them on the floor and grabbed my stiff cock. “Damn that’s huge,“ she said and then she bent down and took my eight-inch cock between her moist lips. I moaned in pleasure as her tongue danced across the head of my cock and down my thick shaft. Her head slowly slid up and down my cock, wetting it with her saliva as she stroked the base of it with her left hand.
“Oh, baby” I moaned, enjoying the eroticism of my own daughter sucking my dick. She brought me close to cumming before sitting up and lifting the tail of her shirt up and over her head, tossing it on the floor beside my shorts. As her shirt rose I saw that she had already removed her panties before entering my room, her pussy was shaved smooth and her pink pussy lips were already wet and glistening with desire in the dim streetlights shining through my window, her full, round tits stood firm from her chest and her nipples poked out hard and proud. I took in the beauty of my daughter’s face and perfectly toned body before she straddled my hips and grabbed my cock aiming it for her sweet, wet pussy and impaling herself on me. We both moaned in delight as her cunt slid down my cock and she grinded her clit against my pelvis. Her pussy felt like a liquid velvet vice squeezing my shaft and she arched her back and pinched both of her nipples as her hips rotated against me, working my cock around inside her before leaning forward and placing her hands on the tattoos on my chest.
“Oh, Daddy, your cock is so fucking big” she panted as she rocked her hips, sliding her pussy up and down my thick shaft “it feels so good”
She moaned again in pleasure as I began massaging her firm tits and pinching her nipples while thrusting my hips up into her as her pussy slid back down my cock, forcing the mushroom head of my dick deeper inside her.
I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her tight against my body and rolled us over with me now on top of her. I kissed her deeply as I began slowly pumping my cock inside her, making love to my daughter. Inch by inch I pulled my cock back against her tight, slick pussy walls until the head of my cock almost left her and then slowly pushed my way back in until I felt the lips of her cunt against my shaved balls until she wrapped her legs around my waist and with her feet on my ass urged me to quicken the pace.
“Fuck me daddy” she pleaded as my tempo increased, pumping my cock harder and harder into my daughter’s sweet little sixteen year old cunt.
“Fuck me daddy. Fuck me daddy” she screamed louder and louder as I drove my cock deep inside her. She raised her feet into the air and spread them as far apart as she could, her cunt tightened on my cock and I rose up to my knees, grabbing her ankles and pushing them over her towards the headboard of my bed.
She reached between us, between her legs and began furiously rubbing her clit, moaning in pleasure and still screaming, “Fuck me daddy”.
I was plunging into her as hard and deep as I could and her moans turned into high-pitched yelps as her fingers quickened on her clit. Her eyes were clenched tight and her head rocked from side to side, her pussy grew wetter and slicker as it squeezed against my pistoning cock “Oh daddy I’m cumming” she screeched as she arched her back and her hips thrashed against my cock attack and I felt her sweet pussy juices flooding over my cock and down my ball sack, drenching my sheets.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh” she moaned while her body’s twitching slowed and her breathing became heavy. Her cheeks flushed and her bangs were damp with sweat. My daughter had never looked more beautiful to me and I wanted to make her cum again.
“No” she protested weakly as I pulled my cock out of her soaking wet twat, but her protests turned to moans of pleasure as I bent down and kissed her pussy. Her cunt smelled and tasted wonderful and I eagerly pressed my face into her soaking my face with her juices as I pushed my tongue inside her and licked up through her lips to her clit. I danced and circled my tongue over her love button, kissed it, sucked it as she began pressing her cunt firmly against my mouth and gyrating her hips while her moans of pleasure once again turned to high pitched squeals.
It was only a matter of a minute or two before my daughter started screaming at the top of her lungs “Oh God Damn I’m fucking cumming again. Oh yes, daddy eat that fucking cunt, oh, eat that pussy” and her pussy juices once again flowed from her cunt, covering my face and neck.
She rolled over to all fours, pushing her ass in the air “Put it back in” she begged me as her hand returned to her clit “Daddy, push that big fucking cock back inside me.”
Back on my knees I grabbed her hips from behind as she guided my cock back inside her.
“Oh god, it feels even bigger,” she moaned.
I began fucking her as hard as I had before, furiously pumping my cock deep and fast into her soaking wet cunt. I grabbed her ponytail and pulled back on it as she moaned in pleasure. “Give it to me daddy, give it to me” she begged me “Fuck me hard, cum in my pussy. Cum in my pussy daddy. I pumped harder and harder until she reached between her legs and began rubbing my balls.
“Cum for me Daddy, Oooohhh, cum inside me. Dump that load in my fucking cunt,“ she moaned.
Her hand working over my balls was all I could take. I let go of her ponytail, grabbed her hips again and plunged one last time deep inside my daughter with one last powerful thrust, driving Kayla forward off of her elbows and forcing her face into the mattress. I threw my head back, my back arched, my body trembled and I screamed like an animal as my cock pumped blast after blast of cum deep inside my baby girl. I pulled out of her and watched my load pour out of her pussy before slumping to the bed. We both laid there on the bed, spent and panting from the exertion until my daughter crawled over to me, licked my cock clean and then draped her body over mine and we went to sleep.

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No tip?

I ran home from work a bed was being delivered to my house. It was 4:15pm and the truck was already there. I thought it was strange that he was by himself. I
mean beds aren’t heavy, but are also awkward. He was a huge guy about 6’4″ roughly 280lbs all muscle. He seemed annoyed that I wasn’t there to greet him but
I let him in and he carried my mattress, then boxspring, and finally the frame upstairs to my apartment individually. I felt bad and I explained to him that
I didn’t have time to stop at an ATM for a tip. He then told me “Well, then I have a tip for you”. I expected him to say something sarcastic but what I gotwas something very different. We were standing in the middle of my living room when he gave me the clip board that contained a delivery sheet.The followingexchange took place:
“Sign the sheet” he said coldly I did it then he threw it on my couch.
“Get down on your knees” He ordered while he unbuckled his belt and let it hang.
I asked sharply “Excuse me?”
He took two little baby steps toward me, put his big paw on the top of my head and informed that he wasn’t going to say it again. “I said, get down on your
knees” he said sternly.
It wasn’t his hand pushing me down it was his drill sSargeant like demeanor that intimadated me and I found myself sinking down to my knees.
“Unbutton, unzip, and take down my pants”. I didn’t say nothing, I just did it because this guy towered over me like a wall of muscle.
My hands trembled as I ufastened his button, pulled down his zipper, and yanked down his jeans and underwear in one swoop. My mouth gaped open, and my eyes widened as I stared at a flaccid dick that was about the same size as mine is hard. It hung down about 6.5 inches with plenty of rumpled foreskin, and roomto grow. The head was enormous like the size of a doorknob. The shaft was really really wide. It was like a toddler’s leg. From the base came a huge greenvein that split into two smaller veins and grew farther apart the closer to the head it got. I realized I was staring and snapped back into focus when he spoke.
“I told you I was going to give you a tip, didn’t I?” he said grinning sarcastically. “How about the tip of my dick?”.
“Now open your mouth” he growled.
“But I’m not gay” I tried to reason with him until a hand slapped the side of my face. It instantly felt hot.
“I don’t give a shit, OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK!” He was very aggravated and he put his hands defiantly on his hips almost as to beimpatiently waiting for me. I did exactly what he said to do. He sort of aimed himself between my lips and said “that’s it, take me in your mouth”. I leanedforward to accomodate him. I had to open wider as I felt his big cockhead brush past my lips, and finally come to rest halfway down my tongue.
“What are you going to do? Tell on me? Go ahead, but first suck my dick like a good little bitch”. He’s right. There’s no way my pride would let me tell anyone I was forced to suck another man’s cock. How embarassing. I started to slowly bob my head back and forth and clamped down on his shaft with my wet
lips. The first thing I noticed was how spongy it felt. The feel of his foreskin moving seperately from his fat shaft kinda sickened me a little but I forged ahead. He started to get more plump in my mouth as his giant member became increasingly engorged in my mouth. My mouth prodiced a lot of salivia and soon his slick shaft moved freely in and out of my mouth. I nevewr took the head out, but just as my lips would come in contact with the crown I would slide back down and take about 6″ back in my mouth. Other than my jaw muscles getting a little tired the actual act or sucking a big cock wasn’t that bad. It was wrestling with my pride that hurt. I mean, why didn’t I stick up for myself?
He rudely put a firm hand on the back of my head to quicken my pace and take me a little deeper. The head now was ramming into my throat. I didn’t gag but it was a little uncomfortable. I was a little grateful he did this because he took a lot of the pressure off on my neck and jaw muscles. It was now easier to please this man from my knees. I almost got a sense of this is where I belong before a larger, more dominat male. Physically he had about 4″ of height, and 70lbs of muscle. I worked out too but this guy was much more powerfully built then I was. He then grabbed the base of his thickness and started to cock-whip my face with it. He turned my head left to right and slapped my face all over with it telling me to “take it”. He finally stopped bouncing his extra large cock head off of my forehead when he told me to do it. I hesitated, but I grabbed the shaft and started to slap myself with it. God, it was so heavy! This was humiliating. I then had to rub myself with it. After I got done degrading myself nuzzling my face with his meat, he ordered me to stoke his shaft and lick his balls at the same time. I did exactly what he said. I could barely fit my fingers around the fat pole. His balls were big and heavy although the actual sac wasn’t. There were random coarse hairs that nausiated me. I suckled each nut as per his instruction until it was time to take his horse cock back in my mouth.
While it was out of my mouth I kinda judged the size of it using mine as a reference. I would say about 8.5″ long, maybe 5.5 to 6″ in circumference. felt like it weighed about 3 lbs. There were new instuctions. He wanted me to caress his ballsac, and stroke the base while I take him in and out of my mouth. I did exactly as he said. There were two hands now on my head by each ear squeezing my head while I sucked his huge cock. I didn’t mind though, I was actually enjoying it now. I could feel my prick was hard and leaking precum. The feel of his fleash in my mouth left it watering. I liked it. He then moved my hand off the shaft and made me take him in deeper. The head penetrated my throat and I gaged some. he repeated this process about 7 or 8 times. It hurt my throat but the last few times were a little easier on me as I swallowed the head as soon as it entered my throat. Then he said it:
“Yeah, I’m gonna cum soon. I know you want that big 5 day load and I want you to look in my eyes when I do”. I didn’t know how I felt about it. I mean the thought of that stuff in my mouth was disgusting, and there was no going back from having a man spew in your mouth. I can’t lie there was something so erotic about it though. I had that nervous excited feeling when you know your about to go over the edge of a rollar coaster. The build up was killing me.
“Oh yeah, boy here I cum. Take your medicine!’ He grunted. I immediately focused on his eyes. His movements became spastic his breathing a little erratic. He just seemed to be rubbing the first four inches slowly in and out of my mouth, His evil eyes were fixated on mine and I felt like his prey. His fingers dig into my head when I felt it. His huge manhood twitched and I felt a pulse of warm cum spray in my mouth. Then another. He controlled my head it almost seemed with every cumshot he pushed my head in to met it. He kept cumming and cumming. With each blast came a throb from his meat. When I would cum I would shoot 4 times tops, then the rest would dribble out. I think we were up to 7. I couldn’t believe there was an ejaculating man in my mouth and I was aroused by it!
The feeling of that large mushroom exploding in my mouth had me so hot I wanted to cum too. After several large shots, and my lips milking his cock of some more ooze he puuled from my lips. His glistening thick cock looked so appetizing and inviting I wanted him back in my mouth.
“Show it to me”. He commanded. I opened my mouth wide and showed him the contents of his nuts that now polluted my mouth. There was a strange aroma in my mouth but I can’t say it was bad.
“Now swallow it”. I gulped it down and I got the full flavor of it as it passed my tongue and slid down my throat. It was salty, bitter and somewhat unpleasant but not unbearable. “That’s right boy, take your medicine.” Exactly, it was like bad tasting medicine but it was so erotic to take another man’s load. I loved it. My cock was throbbing in my pants. Before he left he slapped me several times with his deflating cock and cleaned off the last emerging jizz on my face from the slit.
“Don’t wipe it off, wear it proudly like a badge”.

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Taking Beth part 1

Beth is finding it difficult dealing with her brother being inside and then he gets beaten up. Beth is then blackmailed but finds giving into the demands of the prisoner and being controlled by him to her liking

Ashley’s Holes

Cute Little Ashley provides her new boy friend with everything. This junior high tramp is real hot and Buck gets adicted real fast.

Sluts night out

Well what a first meeting, a women I had been chatting to on the internet was coming for a holiday to meet us. She sounded just my type, a real slut. We meet her from the station and took her to our house to freshen up and get unpacked. Amy had long black hair and large breasts, something Chas couldn’t keep his eyes off.
That night after an evening of drinks and chat we made our way to our rooms. Amy on noticing our large super king bed half jokingly said “enough room in there for three of us I recon”, “Why don’t we find out,” Chas replied, with a wide grin. Late into the night Chas fucked the ass off Amy and me, taking it in turns with each of us and fucking all our holes. Amy and myself even put on a show for the him using all the variety of vibrators and dildoes that I have on each other and licking all the cum out of each other’s cunts in the 69 position.
The next day we all went into the city to do some site seeing and shopping. We both tried on lots of clothes and were teasing Chas and other men by leaving the curtains on the cubicles open a bit so they could watch us getting undressed, showing glimpses of our naked bodies to them, and also several times to other shoppers that were around. It all became to much for them when they pulled open the curtain one time and found us naked and kissing and stroking each others cunts. Chas came in and very soon was fucking Amy while she had me bent over giving my cunt a good fingering. I’m sure several people must have heard the noise in there.
That evening we girls wanted to go clubbing but Chas said they he was tired out and anyway he wanted to watch some football on TV and have a few beers. We wanted to show off our new clothes. After a few exchanges of opinions it was decided that Chas stay at home and we go for a girls night out clubbing.
We tarted our selves up in our new sexy dresses, underneath we were wearing stockings, suspenders, tiny thongs and half cup lift up bras which pushed our tits up and on show even more, especially Amy with her large tits, and high heel shoes. We rang for a taxi and when it came said our good byes leaving Chas to there football.
We had a good night at the clubs, dancing with a lot of men and getting touched up a lot, hands groping our asses and stroking our stockinged thighs until we decided to head back home and have some fun with our men. Outside the club there was quite a queue for the taxis and not one in site at that moment, so we decided to start walking home.
We had been walking for about twenty minuets when we heard people shouting comments behind us. We hurried on quicker around several corners not watching where we were going. On turning the next corner we were confronted by several more men. They were all shabbily dressed and dirty and were obviously down and outs who lived rough around this area, a rough derelict area that we had strayed into.
We tried to get away but were caught by several of the men. “What have we here men,” one of them said. His breath smelled of stale cigarettes and alcohol. “Looks like we have a couple of tarts to play with tonight,” he said, grinning all over his face and to loud murmurs from the rest of them. His hand reached round and started mauling Amys tits, she struggled, “Lets have some fun shall we boys,” he shouted.
We were both dragged over to a piece of waste ground. We were both shouting. “No one to hear you here, well no one who cares,” he said. Hands started pulling at our clothes. The thin material ripping under the onslaught. The remains of our new dresses were thrown onto the ground, as were our bras and thongs, which were the next to go. We were now only in our stockings and shoes, our near naked bodies on show to all these rough, dirty, smelly men. “Look at the fucking tits on this one,” one of them shouted . “Yea, and this ones cunt is shaven smooth,” another said. Hands began to paw our tits; grubby fingers were inserted into my smooth shaven and Amy’s hairy cunts, and up our ass holes. “We’re going to have some fun with fucking the shit out of these slags tonight,” one of the bums shouted.
Even though we had been forcibly stripped and were going to be gangfucked I was soon getting those feelings from the attention my cunt was getting, and a quick glance at Amy I could see she was the same, her moth open moaning as she was grinding her hips down onto the hands that were molesting her intimate parts.
“I recon these fucking sluts are enjoying this,” I heard a voice say. “Lets get started then,” said another voice. We were dragged over to a dirty smelly mattress that was lying on the ground in the dirt. “Get down on your backs and open your legs you filthy cunts,” we were told. We lie down side by side and spread our legs wide. Soon two of the men had their ragged trousers down and we could see two large hard cocks pointing towards us. It was obvious they had not washed for a long time and their cocks looked dirty and slimy and were smelly. This seemed to turn Amy on even more as she started to shout to them to fuck us now, to fuck us both hard.
They both shoved their cocks in hard to the hilt, their balls slapping our Asses as they ploughed into us. As soon as they had cum two more cocks were soon pounding away into us. The first two had moved to the top and had ordered us to suck their cocks clean. The smell was pretty bad, but in our heightened sexual state we couldn’t of given a fuck and were soon sucking and licking hard on these smelly slimy cocks and around their balls. Amy was also licking around their ass holes, poking her tongue up into the hole.
Word had got around the neibourhood about these two nympho sluts taking on all comers and by now there must have been some where between twenty to thirty men there. One after the other cocks were rammed into us. Amy seemed to enjoy having them wipe their filthy cocks and slimy balls around her face or they would grab a handful of her long black hair and wipe their cocks clean in it. I had cocks squeezed between my tits and wanked off until they shot their load over them or in my face.
“Both of you bitches get on all fours, about time we gave those cute asses a good fucking,” we were ordered. We complied, turning over and getting on our hands and knees. A queue formed behind us and I felt the first cock being pushed deep into my ass. Amy was getting the same and she was moaning loud and shouting at them to fuck her ass good, make her cum. “We’re going to whore, don’t you worry we’re going to fuck you ass good,” he growled back at her. “Oh god, I’m Cumming again, yes, Ohhhh YESSS, FUCK US HARDER YOU BASTARDS, UHHHHHH AHHHHH,” we screamed out together as we both cum violently. “GET YOUR FUCKING DIRTY COCKS IN US,” I screamed at them.
“Let’s see how many cocks these whores can take at once,” I heard. We were positioned so that a cock could be inserted into both holes at the same time. I heard Amy cry out as two cocks were pushed into her cunt at the same time, another man was squeezing her tits and pulling and pinching her nipples hard. Her cries were soon stifled as two more were shoved in her mouth to suck. I had my ass and cunt filled and was sucking on two more cocks and wanking two others. All the bums were enjoying watching this show and couldn’t wait for their turns with these two nasty dirty sluts.
Cock after cock reamed our ass holes making us cum over and over again. They were smacking the cheeks of our Asses hard as they fucked us, which only added to the sensations making us cum even more. On seeing this they wanted to punish us more. Amy begged them not to hurt her too much. I said they could do what they liked to me if they left her alone. “Your decision slut,” one said, and I was pulled up and bent over the bonnet of a derelict car. I cried out as I felt the sting of a leather belt across my ass, then another. The crack of the leather on my naked flesh as well as my cries echoed around the building and into the night. Amy was made to watch as she sucked on more of the cocks. She was then dragged over and given a belt, “use it, “ she was commanded. She brought the belt down across my ass several times until I was pulled away any thrown back onto the mattress. “Whip the slags tits and cunt,” Amy was told. “No,” she shouted back. One of the men grabbed Amy and pushed her on her hand and knees then whipped her ass hard with the belt making her cry out loud. “Do it, or you will get it even more bitch,” he said menacingly to her. I nodded to her, “It’s alright,” I said to her, “Go ahead, It’s nothing I haven’t had before,” “You heard the fucking cunt, do it,” one of the replied. Amy brought the leather belt down across my tits, then again, I cried out. “Whip her cunt,” they shouted the belt came down between my open legs and onto my gapping cunt. I screamed out, they all laughed; again and again she whipped my cunt, I orgasmed hard and pissed myself, and screamed out loud as I cum. “That’ll do, you can kiss it better now,” they said to her. She got down besides me and kissed me, poking her tongue deep into my mouth. I’m sorry,” she said, “It’s ok”, I replied as I responded crushing my lips against hers.
We went down on each other licking and probing each other, drinking all the slimy cum out of each other cunts and squeezing and pinching each other’s breasts and nipples. A couple of large empty beer bottles were thrown down to us. “Here, use those on each other,” we were told to a round of laughter. We took the bottles and pushed them up each other’s cunts. They slipped in easily into our well-used gapping cunts. “Fucking hell, those two sluts can take the whole bottle up their big cunts,” some one shouted, “Yes look at them bringing each off with them, fucking filthy slappers,” another replied. “Lets fucking wank and piss over them while their at it, “ we heard a voice say. They all got out their cock and began to wank over us. Cum splashed down all over us as we lay there masturbating each other. It went in our hair over our faces, tits, every ware. Then after that we felt the first splash of warm smelly piss. Soon everybody was pissing over us. “Open your mouths slags, Let us piss in it,” they shouted to us. Their streams were directed to our mouths, filling them with the warm liquid to over flowing. Splashing over our faces in our hair. They pissed over our cunts where we were still using the bottles on each other and we massaged the slimy sticky mess into each other’s naked bodies. The mattress was soaked and the piss formed pools around us as we writhed around on it.
When they had finished pissing over us they still wanted to humiliate us more. “I know, how about letting the dogs fuck the whores,” one of them shouted. “Yea, lets get them,” came back a torrid of replies. “Get on your hands and knees you filthy slags,” we were ordered. “Fuck you,” we replied. With that several belts were laid across our naked bodies whipping our tits and cunts. We screamed out as the leather stung our bare flesh. “Fucking get in the doggy position,” we were told again. This time we complied moving onto our hands and knees side by side our asses stuck up in the air. We both saw some of the men leading a large pack of dogs. “That’s it, bring them to the bitches,” he laughed. We started to move but another couple of wacks across our upturned asses soon stopped us. I felt one of the dogs paws climb onto me, then it lurched forward impaling me on it’s large cock then fucking me fast like dogs do. “YES,YES, COME ON GUYS, LET THE DOGS SEE THE BITCHES IN HEAT,” I shouted. It Pounded into me, UHH, UHH, AHH, AHH, I was grunting like an animal, like the dog slut that i was. I could feel it’s cock swelling in me ready to empty it’s hot cum into my waiting cunt. I could feel the sensation building up inside me. “UHHH, YES, I’MMM CUMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGG AGAINNNN,” I screamed out, as it shot a large quantity of hot thick cum deep into my cunt. It tied with me for a while, then as it pulled out I was soon mounted by the next dog waiting to take it’s turn with it’s bitch.
I heard Amy grunting and moaning as another dog was well into fucking her. Her mouth was open and her head held back, her large tits swinging underneath her as it did so. She was obviously enjoying this. As soon as one dog had cum inside us another took it’s place. All the men were cheering at this spectacle of two grown naked women down on their hands and knees in the dirt being fucked by a pack of dogs. I must admit I was loving it. I had fucked a horse and donkeys before but never dogs and now I had a pack of them straining to fuck me. I was enjoying the sensations of their larger cocks in me, and watching my friend getting the same treatment. Listening to the crowd of filthy down and outs laughing at us, calling us whores, slags, and sluts.
By the end Amy and I had fucked all the dogs and were lying there rubbing our dripping cunts. “Fucking hell, the dirty cunts want more I recon boys,” one of the men said. “What about the donkeys in the field,” somebody shouted. “Yahoo, lets take big tits and her slut friend to the donkeys,” they all shouted.
Several of the men took hold of Amys and my arms and dragged us through the dirt into the field where we were lay over two large creates on our backs and held there. I was made to face Amy and watch. The donkeys were lead over and all of them were soon smelling around Amys and mine soggy cunts. In no time at all it was mounting us. Amy screamed out as its mammoth cock slid into her several inches, then several more on its next lunge. Amy was making animal grunts and moans as she was fucked by the donkey. Soon she had relaxed and was bucking back and forth taking in all its length. “YES, YES,” she was shouting. “I LOVE THIS BIG COCK, UHHHH, UHHHH, I’M CUMMMIINNNGGG, OH YES, FUCK ME FUCK ME,” she was shouting. It was such a sexy sight seeing Amy being fucked hard by this donkey, watching its huge cock disappearing up her cunt. Her tits and ass cheeks wobble as it reamed her out. I watching all this as another donkey was reaming me out with it’s big cock, streaching my already slack cunt even more, finally shooting it’s cum deep up my gaping cunt, only to be replaced by another animals cock. I was screaming out and my naked violated body squirmed and contorted as these cocks pummeled into me. I was soooo turned on, so sexed up, and my cunt now so slack that it’s cock easily went in, as I took it’s full length up me. It heightened my feelings even more watching the other donkey fucking Amy, and that all these men were seeing us naked, our most intimate parts being violated and used first by all the men, then the dogs, and now donkeys.
Amy,s was soon shooting large amounts of sticky cum into her and over her back, only to be replaced as soon as it got down by the other. This time it had no trouble as Amys cunt had been bored out by the first, so it was soon shafting her with its full length pummelling into her. Amy was once again groaning and crying out as she cum over and over again. Some of the men were mauling her tits and pinching and twisting her large nipples which excited her even more. All of them were crowding around us as not to miss seeing these sluts getting a good fucking by the donkeys. Once more it shot large amounts of cum into and over Amy. I gasped out loud, moaning as a third donkey mounted me, the last two,s cum squirting out as it pummelled me with it over sized cock.
Finally, all the donkeys had fucked us, and as the animals were lead away all the men were commenting on the size of our now wide gapping cunts. “Hell, look at this,” one man said as he shoved his fist into Amys cunt. “Not touching the sides,” he said to a laughing crowd. When he pulled his hand out it was covered in donkey cum, so he walked around and pulled Amys head up by her hair. “Fucking lick this off cunt,” he shouted at her. Amy sucked and licked until all traces were removed from his dirty hand. Another man done the same to me. Amy and me were then thrown together, and I was then told to scoop all the cum out of her and her do the same to me, then rub it into our tits and faces, then lick it off each other. We both put on a good show for them doing this caressing and licking every bit of each others bodies. Our tounges exploring each others cunts, poking them up as far as we could and licking and sucking the gooey mess out. Sucking and biting on each others tits, licking each others body clean.
Finally, they had all had enough. They all said they had enjoyed fucking and humiliating us two slut whores, and disappeared leaving us lying exhausted in the mess on the ground. We got up and found the remains of our dresses, we couldn’t find our bras or thongs, they must have taken them as souvenirs we reckoned. I found our handbags, which thankfully hadn’t been touched, and my mobile was still inside. I phoned Chas who turned up about fifteen minutes later. He could hardly believe his eyes at the sight of us,most of our bodies on show through the torn dresses and smelling of cum. We told him what had happened and he wanted to go to the police. We said not to bother as it was over now, there was nobody around and it was nothing I hadn’t had before, I didn’t know about Amy though. She said it was a first for her, but hell she had enjoyed it. She laughed, and said that she had had quite a lot of orgasms that night. “What a pair of fucking sluts you two are,” Chas said. “Yea, but you love it, don’t you, “ we both replied. “I’d better get you two home for a shower, you both stink,” Chas said. “You’d smell to if you had just been fucked, pissed and wanked over,” I said.
After we had showered and tided ourselves back up, we had to tell Chas all that had happened and what had been done to us. He loved the part about us being fucked by the animals. Of course after, Chas had a raging hardon, so we had to let him fuck us as well, although he slipped in easily into our enlarged cunts, so he fucked our ass and had blowjobs from each of us. Amy would remember this holiday for a while.

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A masked man goes into a sperm bank, points a gun at the woman behind the counter, and says, “Open the safe.”
She says, “This isn’t a real bank, it’s a sperm bank.”
He says, “Open the safe or I’ll shoot.”
She opens the safe, and he says, “Now take one of the bottles and drink it.”
After she opens the bottle and drinks it, he takes off his mask and the woman realizes the robber is her husband.
He says, “Now you see? It’s not so difficult, is it?”

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