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The Guilt Will Kill You
A story of relationships, sex, and maybe romance
Double-Dong Darling
My name in Martha. I’m 43, divorced, I have two grown kids who are out on their own. I won’t go into the specifics of how and why I became a lesbian. Just a couple of years ago I got involved with a woman who teaches science and biology at a local school. One thing led to another and one night she asked me over for dinner and afterward we proceeded to get drunk and I started telling her how long it had been since I’d been fucked. I got hot and horny talking about sex and finally Carol excused herself and when she came back a few minutes later she was wearing a robe. “Martha, I can take care of your problem, if you want me to.” “How?” “With this.” She opened the robe and she was totally naked. Her breasts sagged a little but what drew my attention was the large Mulatto-colored dildo that stuck out from her brown pubic curls. I was too drunk and too horny to be repulsed or offended. Carol took my silence as assent and the robe slipped to the floor as she walked to where I sat, watching that big beauty nodding as she walked. She stood next to me, that dick just inches away from me. “Do you want it?” Carol whispered. I took that dong in my hand and kissed the soft/hard knob. Carol pushed it into my mouth and reached down and roughly started feeling my boobs through my dress. Then she pulled me to my feet, led me to her bed, removed my clothes and started loving my tits with her tongue. I laid on my back and Carol kept her mouth attached to my left nipple as she worked herself between my legs and prodded my cunt entrance with that brown dildo. Raising her head, the look on her face was one of sexual power, raw lust and command. “I’m gonna fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before,” she told me. I believed her. “Fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours, Carol. Fuck me forever. Well, she didn’t fuck me forever, of course, but she did fuck me for almost two hours and made me come several times. My husband had never fucked me to climax (he’d always shoot his load and go soft after five minutes or so) but “Nathan” (that’s what Carol called the light brown prick) never went soft. She fell asleep on top of me (we were too exhausted to move) and I slept with Nathan’s solid eight inches in my vagina. We awoke, showered, then I strapped on the engine and fucked hell out of her pussy. No, I’d never done it before but I’m a fast learner and I had Carol begging me to stop. Well, Carol eventually moved in with me and we got along great. My daughter wasn’t thrilled with my newly-realized sexual orientation, but she didn’t make a fuss. My son seemed unconcerned, but his wife was a different story. Susan was 22, had short, black hair, and start ed stopping by to chat after night school on Wednesdays. She soon confessed why. It seems she had been “involved” before she met and married my son. Her lover, she told me in confidence, had been a woman who lived next door, was married and had been fifteen years older than Susan. “”I’ve never told this to anyone,” Susan said. “I’ve wanted to tell someone, but I was afraid. I thought you might understand. ” I did and I assured her it didn’t change the way I felt about having her as my daughter-in-law, as long as she loved my son. She assured me she did and she left. Over the next several weeks, Susan told me many intimate details about her affair with the woman, and I do mean details. Even I got excited and turned on by some of her accounts. Susan even invited Carol to hear how the neighbor had deflowered Susan with a dildo, a story which had us all turned on. That’s when Susan surprised me. “Martha, would you be offended if I told you I wanted to make love with you and Carol?” I looked at Carol, not knowing what to say, completely at a loss for words. Carol was as stunned as I was and neither of us knew what to do or say or how to respond. “Oh, no,” Susan said, jumping to her feet, a look of shame and regret crossing her face. “What have I done?” I rushed to her and put my arms around her. “It’s okay, Susan,” I assured her. “I’m not angry. Flattered, surprised, but not angry.” Her firm breasts, braless and round, pressed against me as we hugged. Without speaking, without thinking, I lifted her chin and kissed her, a soft, tender kiss that quickly became heated and passionate as Susan’s tongue sought and found mine. Our hands roamed freely and our mouths tried to consume each other. It was Carol who brought us back to reality. “Hey, you two, I want in on this.” Susan and I broke our kiss and then laughed nervously. Susan and I agreed not to tell my son (her husband) and the three of us headed for the bedroom. How can I describe what it’s like making love to your daughter-in-law? Strange? Exotic? Romantic? Unusual? That and more. I felt no shame, no regret. I ate Susan’s sweet snatch and she ate mine as Carol fucked her with Nathan. Susan was a pussy eater, all right. She was almost as good as Carol. I pulled out our doubleheaded dildo, an eighteen inch latex engineering wonder. With half of it in me and the other half in Susan, we made wild, passionate love. I fucked my own daughter- in-law. Carol fucked my daughter-in-law while I ate her delicious young cunt. It excited me to no end to know that I was fucking and sucking the same luscious pussy my son fucked. (Susan told me that my son wouldn’t eat her. ‘Like father, like son,’ I guess. Susan’s pussy tasted marvelous and quite juicy and Susan was an accomplished cunt eater herself. I brought out the 18-inch double-headed dildo Carol and I had in our arsenal of sex toys and my daughter-in-law fucked each other well. In a nutshell, Carol and I are still very much in love. Susan is an added dimension in our lives. She is still very much in love with my son and it isn’t like she was cheating on him. She and I share something my son can’t offer so she isn’t denying him affection and even enjoys sex with him even more. Susan and I are closer than most in-laws, I guess. Very close. Martha, Address Withheld Sap Sucker I’m 50, female, and constantly horny. I guess I’m a nymphomaniac. I have to have something in my cunt during almost every waking moment. I usually fuck myself with huge dong before I can fall asleep and I sleep with the thing stuffed in my hole. I also have another vice, which is why I live near a college. I love to suck cock and swallow cum. It’s taken me a few years but I’m well-known in the fraternities and men’s dorms on the campus. A weekend doesn’t pass that I’m not part of some party somewhere, sucking and fucking frat boys or helping celebrate something or other by taking on a bunch of studs. I love eating the virile cum from some college boy, all fresh-tasting, thick and creamy. I especially love to give freshmen their first blowjob. I should say blowjobs because these young men are usually so excited that they come fast but stay hard for a follow-up suck. Take last weekend was a big thrill, for instance. I was invited to a party where there were about 50 guys. Oh, I have one strict rule: NO drugs of any kind. No alcohol, no cigarettes, either. Alcohol makes cum taste awful and drunks have a tough time getting it up and off. So all the guys were hard and raring to go. I was in a room with a big bed and I felt like doing it all, so I said I said I wanted the guys with the biggest dicks to prong my ass and cunt and I’d suck off the rest. Turns out the biggest prong there was a fat ten inches that belonged to a tall, skinny guy. I sat on one prick that tickled my pussy with eight inches of meat while the thin man packed my shit chute. Then I started sucking cocks, short ones, thin ones, long, fat, circumcised, uncircumcised, smooth skinned or vein-covered, white, black, Oriental, and each one offered a tasty helping of joy juice. I also hang out at the local theaters and the adult stores, but I still only mess with the young men, mainly because it’s less likely they’ll have some disease which I definitely don’t need. My liquid high-protein intake keeps my figure trim, exercise in and out of bed keeps me in shape. I love sperm so much that I even eat it fresh from a just-fucked cunt. I sometimes get called to visit Donna, a 30-year old who loves fucking almost as much as I do. She loves being eaten out after she’s been fucked and I love the special flavor of the mix of her sauce and some young stud’s spunk. Donna is a tutor for the campus jocks and has the pick of the cream(s) of the crop, so I get to eat some prime stud seed from her gash. Then Donna fucks me with a knobby fake cock she has till I get my cookies. She won’t eat me, but I don’t mind. I guess I’m a whore because I do take money for what I do. Cash. A typical party can mean several hundred bucks, plus my various other encounters brings in a sizeable income. But being the widow of an investment banker, I certainly don’t need the income. Hell, I’d do it for free. I usually give the money to anti-censorship causes, AIDS research and the like. Sex should be fun for everyone.
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I Watched My Wife With An Older Man 4
I Watched My Wife With An Older Man – chapter 4
My name is Cleo. I’m Pat’s friend, and I’m writing his story as sort of a therapy device for him. Pat’s terribly confused about his life these days. I have written numerous articles and stories for other men, and I hope some of this finally helps him cope. Here is Pat’s story:
It’s been several months now that I had my friend, Cleo write the last story concerning mine and Anna’s unusual marital arrangement. I’m afraid you’ll have to read my previous chapters in order to see how we arrived at this state in our otherwise orderly lives. Anyway, the “older man” in these chapters is Walt. Walt was supposed to visit us again two months ago, but the company he and I both work for sent him overseas to rescue a failing segment of the organization. That’s what he does. He’s like a hired gun, and I guess there’s where he gets his aggressive attitude that Anna finds so stimulating. She’s been like a lioness in heat lately, ever since he sent the email that he wouldn’t be coming to Dallas for quite a while. Up to now, he’s been visiting us regularly about every two months, and that seems to meet her – and I guess, my needs. Since receiving that last message, I’ve lately observed Anna covertly looking at other men, usually big rough, older guys that probably remind her of Walt. To be honest, Walt’s big cock. In any event, she seemingly looks downward or off to the side, but is actually hungrily staring at some guy’s crotch, if she thinks I’m not looking – which I always am. In a way, I suppose I’ve also grown addicted to Walt’s visits, watching him pound her pussy while I jerk off. Oh, Anna and I still make love occasionally but that doesn’t seem to take the edge off for either of us. Neither of us have the dynamic orgasms during our sex as we do when Walt joins in. I guess we need what Walt provides both of us, and now, he wouldn’t be coming for several more months. Anna was so depressed that her depression finally rubbed off on me too. I needed to do something.
I know for a fact Walt is the only guy Anna has fucked in all the years we’ve been married. She’s not typically a slut, but since we’ve let Walt into our lives I’ve noticed subtle changes in her. Last week at our community gym, there was a big muscled black guy in jersey shorts lifting weights and I saw her eying his bulging crotch as she rode the incumbent bike. He was a huge ugly dude but I suspected Anna hadn’t even noticed his facial features, so intent was she on watching his crotch move under the soft fabric of his shorts. I also suspected she was sopping wet, as she never took her eyes off that fat cock the whole time. That surprised me, for Anna is a southern gal and I don’t think she has even known a black guy before. I covertly watched, fanaticizing about them going off into a remote corner and watching her suck his cock. She finally caught me watching and turned her head, but not before I saw her face, flaming red. I just had to go into the restroom and whack off, deciding to approach him the next time I saw him working out, maybe feel him out on this subject, see where it goes. Just the thought of it made me hard.
I get all kinds of responses to my earlier stories I’ve posted about this, some telling me what a pussy I am to let my wife fuck another guy, but others who, like me get off by watching their wives. Some have even asked if they can fuck her while I watch. Lately, I’ve considered exploring that option but I don’t think Anna would go along with it. One guy in particular sends a response once a week, even pictures of his cock which is every bit as long and thick as Walt’s. He suggested I show his pics to Anna and let her decide if she wants it. So far I haven’t acted because I don’t know what her response would be to my shopping her around the internet.
Walt finally called one day while I was in the other end of the house, but I could hear her subversive tone and suspected it was him calling. I immediately picked up the extension and heard her say, “You have to come before then. I . . . uh . . . need to see you.”
“Miss my cock, huh?”
“Walt . . . please, can’t you make it before then?”
“I have the weekends only. That would only give me about a day and a half before I’d have to start back.”
“Please.”
“Tell you what. You know what I want. You promise I can do it and I’ll come.”
She knew what he was talking about. So did I. He had been pressuring her to let him fuck her asshole, but his large size just hurt her too much. The last time, he’d made it inside her about three inches before she started crying.
“You know I can’t,” she sniffled. “It would ruin me forever.”
“No it wouldn’t. Take my word for it. You want me to come back, you have to promise.”
After a few more minutes of back-and-forth, she finally relented, “I promise I’ll try. Hurry.”
“You won’t try. You’ll do it,” he said.
“Okay,” she replied, her voice sounding faint and tiny
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The next weekend Walt telephoned that he was on the way, wanting a ride from the airport. Anna was on pins and needles all day, like a bride who was both excited and scared. On the fifteen minute ride to the airport she squirmed and fidgeted in her seat, a wild hungry look in her eyes – Just a bitch in heat, I thought angrily. I speculated if I could touch her cunt it’d be sopping wet. She’d never been like that for me when I returned from a trip. I also noticed my dick was as hard as wood and I was having trouble breathing. Anna went inside the terminal to meet him while I drove around until they came out. Without even a word, they both crawled into the back seat of our SUV. I’d suspected they would and had already adjusted the rearview mirror so I could see the entire back seat. I was barely out of the parking area when I saw her hastily unzipping his pants, reaching inside and extracting his cock, which simply flopped out like a giant sausage. She stared hungrily at it for a moment, slowly stroking it. In seconds it was a hard slab of meat with thick purple vanes running through it. I saw her lean forward, lovingly sliding her mouth around its knob, licking it from top to bottom, her eyes closed. It was clear, she was loving it. She then engulfed half of it, moaning softly. It was only fifteen minutes to our house, but she was nearly frantic trying to taste his cum before we arrived, as I watched her cheeks suction his cum from his balls, not even attempting to hide the loud slurping sounds as she slobbered over his throbbing cock. We were still two blocks from home when he suddenly grunted and she started swallowing frantically, making tiny little sounds of contentment as she milked his sperm, swallowing his entire load. His balls must’ve been full because it took a long time. Finally, she licked a few drops from its tip, and reluctantly put it back inside his trousers. I rubbed my cock through my pants, being careful not to blow my own load in them. I was so close though.
Pretending I hadn’t noticed their behavior, I pulled into the driveway and they quickly headed inside as she tossed breathlessly over her shoulder, “I’ll help Walt unpack, Darling.” Her face was flushed, frantic.
I’ll bet you will, I thought, buying into the charade.
Inside, little squeals immediately took me straight to the guest bedroom door where I peeked in and saw Walt with his face already between her long tan legs as she clutched his hair and squirmed around on his tongue. In less than two minutes she screamed loudly, clamping his head between her thighs, gyrating against his face as she pulled the back of his head to get his tongue even deeper inside her sloppy pussy. Then she collapsed, exhausted from her effort. Walt continued licking her for a while as I retreated hastily. That seemed to take the edge off for them and they both acted more relaxed for the rest of the evening. As for me, I had to go into the bathroom and whack-off to find relief.
Later, I was in the kitchen making coffee when Anna came up behind me and whispered, “Please don’t watch us tonight. Okay?”
“Why?”
“Just because.”
“Why? Because he’s going to fuck you in the ass?”
She stepped back, surprised. “How . . . did you know that?”
“It’s all over your face,” I lied, not wanting her to know I’d eavesdropped on her earlier telephone call. In any event, I wasn’t going to give her a break. “No deal,” I said walking away.
Around 8:30 PM they were already staring at each other hungrily again. By 9:00 they just stood and walked into Walt’s room, leaving me alone with the TV. I followed immediately, stopping at the open doorway. Walt practically ripped her shorts off, as she did the same to him. In less than a minute she was on the bed, clutching his ass cheeks, with his cock stuffed down her milking throat. His pot-belly nearly covered her pretty face, but I could hear her loud wet slurping sounds as she sucked it hungrily. After a while, he started to grunt and pulled away, but she kept holding him in deep, unwilling to let him go. I could tell he was very near to cumming, and that is exactly what she wanted him to do. Walt had other plans it seemed, as he pushed her mouth off his cock, tumbling her onto her back.
“You hungry bitch,” he growled at her. “Get on your hands and knees.”
She turned around, looking over her shoulder at him in fear. He got behind her and rubbed just the head of his cock across her pussy as she groaned. He let her savor a few inches of his thick meat before he pulled it out and produced a tube of KY, rubbing it onto his cock and into her asshole. He slowly inserted a finger, then another. I knew she liked this when she was fucking, but that was as far as she’d ever let me go. She knew what was coming next, her eyes wide with fear as she stared at me as though hoping I’d intervene. Fat chance of that. She was finally getting exactly what she deserved. I loved her and didn’t want to see her hurt, but I was having trouble breathing and my dick was so hard it ached. If I moved I figured I’d erupt.
Walt grabbed her hips in his huge hands and pushed his cock head against her puckered anus, shoving, grunting with the effort. Anna screamed but Walt just kept pushing until the fat knob was inside her. Then he let her rest. Anna was sobbing into the pillow.
Walt said, “If I stop, I go. That what you want?”
Anna was a proud woman and it hurt me to see her grovel like this, but she said, “No. Please don’t go. Just do it. I’ll be all right.”
Walt grinned like he’d known what she’d say all along, grinding his pelvis forward again, as another couple inches of meat disappeared into her asshole. I hated his grin. I hated him, but I couldn’t move a muscle, locked into what was happening. I watched Anna’s tear-streaked face twist with anguish, her eyes clinching tightly.
“Play with your pussy,” Walt growled as he pushed harder.
Anna’s hand went between her legs, rubbing frantically. After a few moments of this I saw her fingers were wet and she seemed to be handling it a little better. Walt’s horse cock was over halfway inside her and he was still pushing, determined to reach his goal. I noticed his cock was thicker at the base and wondered how he’d ever make it all the way in. He’d be inside her colon if he did. I felt I could cum without even touching myself. Walt paused, motionless, just letting her hang on his cock like a frog on a spit. The hand in her pussy was flying now, and she was starting to make little sounds and move her ass a bit. Soon, she began rotating her ass in small circles, pushing backward against his unmoving cock. Grabbing her hips again, Walt suddenly buried his cock to the public hair inside her, his pot belly resting on her ass as she came apart at the seams, moaning, crying, sliding up and down the torturing cock buried in her asshole. Mesmerized, I watched as my beautiful wife squirmed like a woman possessed on another man’s large cock; her long dark hair flying wildly, small animal sounds coming from her pretty twisted mouth while she attempted to shove her entire hand into her gapping pussy. It was awesome. I’d never witnessed anything like it. Oh sure, I’d seen porno films where women are paid to act as if they’re enjoying being fucked in the ass, but this was my beautiful wife! My Anna! And she wasn’t acting! Walt had had enough by this time and suddenly began pounding her ass like there was no tomorrow. Anna simply went berserk, screaming and crying into her pillow as she finally came, wave after wave wracking her slender body for a long time. Then, Walt grunted loudly, threw his head back and his entire body went stiff as he also cried out and came hard, pouring load after load deep into her bowels. I simply touched my cock and shot all over the bedroom carpet.
I lay in bed and listened as Walt fucked my Anna again the next morning before she drove him to the airport. It was loud and prolonged, lasting for nearly an hour before I heard Anna cry out as she came. I was simply too spent to move. We didn’t speak about it, and I didn’t try to ass fuck her for nearly a week. When I finally did, she didn’t complain, in fact, I think she enjoyed having something smaller than Walt’s ham-sized cock in there. I know I did. Something had happened to Anna that night with Walt’s cock in her ass. She was almost insatiable after that, whenever we made love. I couldn’t keep up with her anymore. She wanted everything, several times. I tried, but couldn’t last long enough to completely satisfy her. I knew we had crossed over some kind of threshold. I decided to start looking for some local help. I still didn’t know how Anna would accept that, but I could see she was growing more and more sexually frustrated, and that my cock wasn’t enough for her anymore.
My chance came about a week later – the big black weight lifter. His name was also Walter. Just my luck – another Walt. He appeared even uglier up close. He said everyone called him “Bear” though and I liked that just fine. He kind of even looked like a bear and the guy was an animal, lifting twice the weight I could, muscles bulging, sweat pouring off his thick ebony chest. Anna watched us as we chatted, and finally I motioned her over. She initially shook her head no, but after a couple more attempts she finally stood and walked over. Bear’s eyes nearly popped out his head when he saw her up close. She was wearing this little form-fitting work-out suit that I’d always liked, dark hair stacked on top of her head falling down in uncontrolled ringlets. The white shorts made her tan legs look even longer. She looked delicious. Bear was practically drooling as he shook her hand, holding it just a few beats too long, as her face colored. He said he and his wife were from New York, new to the neighborhood. He was alone for the moment, his wife caring for a sick mother back in NY. I immediately invited him over for a drink, watching Anna’s confused face. My compulsive behavior proved to be a big mistake.
Bear has since taken over our home and our very lives. He has proven to be a bully and sometimes cruel, but anytime he wants, he can have Anna groveling at his feet, anxious to do anything he wants. Even I can’t stand up to him – hating what he’s done to us but reveling in his debasement of both Anna and I. His wife Tia is beautiful but every bit as sadistic as he is. I have found out things about myself I never knew, dark things. Anna never speaks of Walt anymore. Maybe I’ll write more about how our lives have spiraled out of control since this couple has been invited in. I long for the days we had before we ever met Walt – or these two black devils. I wonder if Anna ever does.
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High School Reunion
I hope you enjoy! Please comment below any thoughts you have. Also check out the story Hostile Takeover. All my stories take place within the same fictional universe. This is purely science fiction and will eventually get weird. But for now, it’s just plain jane transgender sex between old classmates.
Vickie’s Abduction part 4
They all agree that he has given them the most exciting sex of their entire lives and do not want to lose that. They all agree that he has shown them the pleasure of the dark kinky side of sex which excites them all.
New York College Adventures (Background/First Time)
So! The point of this story is one thing and one thing only. To chronicle my sexual adventures as a promiscuous student in NYC (which are TRUE and still going on!)! I’ll have to catch up on the first few stories, but once I’m done with that, hopefully each encounter will be recorded in detail 😉 I hope all of you readers enjoy!
I’ll warn you guys in advance. This post is nothing more than an insufficient account of the events that led me to having sex with guys. Don’t worry, the sex should come in by the next post! If anyone has any questions, or wants to know the nitty gritty dirty details, let me know!
When I was a freshman in high school, I was definitely straight. The thought of even TOUCHING another guy pretty much made me want to throw up! I had told myself repeatedly that I would only date girls, simply because virtually no one my high school in southern Delaware is gay.
Sometime in March when I was 14, I was jerking off to some straight porn, until I accidentally stumbled upon a picture of two guys going at it. I guess some sort of switch was flipped in my mind. I was so attracted to it for some reason. I kept thinking “Holy shit. This is just wrong,” as I unconsciously searched for more.
Needless to say, the habit grew on me, and eventually I would watch nothing but gay porn. Personally, I just found two guys having sex to be more aesthetic than a guy with a girl. The chiseled to slim features, the ability to switch roles, two loads instead of one, various types of men (I absolutely adore twinks!) everything about gay sex seemed so hot! But I still told myself I was nothing less than straight.
I started to visit gay teen chat rooms when I was 15, hoping I would find someone else to talk to. Little did I know, I would just be dealing with idiots who wanted nothing more than kiddie porn and roleplaying over the phone or IM.
My sexuality did straighten out for a while once I got a girlfriend. I stopped the porn, the sexual thoughts about men, and the stupid conversations with those ridiculous gay teens because I fell in love for a good while.
Unfortunately, our relationship didn’t last very long, and I ended up leaving Delaware to go to New York City for college. After not having done anything sexual for a while, my attraction to men increased. I had this burning desire to try having sex with a guy at least once. And so, I ended up discovering Craigslist and Adam4Adam.
For a boy who was surrounded by nothing but straight men, I was pretty satisfied that there were at least a couple of services to allow men to meet men for sex. I was pretty scared when I actually posted my first Craigslist Ad. Being a complete virgin (besides a couple of blowjobs), I had ridiculously high standards. He had to look cute, he had to be white, and he had to have a place to stay. I eventually managed to find someone who fit my criteria to lose my virginity to, and boy was I surprised at who I found…
For the sake of his privacy, I’ll just refer to this guy as M.
He was blond. He was white. He was ridiculously cute. He was polite. And best of all, he responded to my Craiglist ad! At the time, I was moving in some sort of emotional state between excited and apprehensive. I was worried that he’d turn out to be an axe murderer in an alleyway, or perhaps some old fat guy sending me fake pictures – so I wanted proof. But of course, this guy was totally out in the open, and he agreed to Skype me!
The moment I looked into his eyes over the screen, I knew he’d be my first. He gave me directions to his apartment, and I left my room as my legs began to shake. I practically flew over to his apartment, anxious to know what sex feels like. Along the way, I was plagued with thoughts like “What if he has HIV?” and “What if he hurts you?” I could care less at the time. I had the drive. I had to know what gay sex was like.
I arrived at his apartment door after running the entire 17 minute walk in under 10 minutes. I felt like puking while knocking on the door since I knew what was supposed to happen.
The first thing I noted about the apartment was the excellent condition it was kept in. The bedroom walls were a beautiful deep red, and everything looked very clean and organized. I was extremely happy at the fact that it wasn’t the same as the last place I had done anything sexual (a K-Mart bathroom).
Once he opened the door, the butterflies in my stomach quickly went away. I felt comfortable within the first two seconds of seeing his face. I sat down on his couch, and we talked about how we both went to the same school for a little while. Since he was a junior, he gave me some advice on how to live by yourself and how to choose housing. After the minutes dragged on, I asked to use the bathroom – hoping it would be enough of a distraction to get the conversation to change pace a little. Thankfully, it worked.
Once I came back, he leaned in. As soon as his tongue moved into my mouth, I quickly got into the swing of things. Our hands were flying all over each other as I straddled him on the couch and tore our shirts off. After making out for a bit, he suggested we move things to the bed. Bit by bit, the rest of our clothes were torn off as well.
Once things were heated enough, I decided to be a little adventurous. I slowly kissed down the length of his body, all the way down to his perfectly sized dick. It wasn’t small by any means, but I was thanking God that it wasn’t the size of a grown man’s arm! I gently licked the tip, and slowly moved down from there. I heard him moan a little bit, which turned me on even more. Then, I moved the lower half of my body to his face, and actually engaged in my first ever 69. I guessed that he had more experience since he started to go down extremely fast on me – almost making me cum.
Of course, my major intention wasn’t to do oral. I moved back over to him and kissed him a little bit more. Eventually, I could feel his cock pressing up against my ass. He laid down as I straddled him. I figured it was finally time! He slowly tried to push it in, and I could feel a slight burning sensation. As I moved down, I quickly realized that the pain was sharply increasing. Although I had never done this before, I knew what I needed. I whispered “Got any lube?” He directed me to the bottle on the nightstand next to us, and after a quick application, we tried again.
The feeling was nothing short of incredible. I absolutely loved the feeling of him sliding into me. We started out in with me just getting used to the feel of a cock inside me for a couple of minutes. Afterwards, he asked if I wanted to try another position. It wasn’t my intention to change my tone of voice, but I said “Missionary” with such childlike wonder that he couldn’t help but smile and laugh at my naivety.
Once we switched positions, he started to go all out. The speed started to rapidly increase as he drove down into me harder than expected. MY moans began to escalate to the point where he stopped and asked me if I was okay. I asked him to go a little bit easier. Fortunately, he complied. He lifted my left leg, and started pounding into me from a different angle at a gentler speed. Slowly, he moved faster and faster until he whispered “Wanna try doggystyle?”
I could have died at that moment. I had always wanted to try doggy, so my excitement showed when I eagerly said “Sure!” I let out a little pant as he pulled out and pushed back into me during our repositioning, but quickly started feeling waves of pleasure as he started to pound me deep and hard. I had finally reached the point where there wasn’t much pain anymore, and I could take a good, solid pounding from M. It was heavenly!
I heard him moan a couple of times, as he started to shove into me a a little more slowly. Waves of pleasure and shock ran from my ass to my brain as I realized that M didn’t have a condom on. I didn’t really feel that much inside of me until he pulled out, when I could feel a couple drops of his cum leave my newly opened hole.
As I cuddled next to him for a while, I was completely unaware of how NSA sex was supposed to work. I stayed a little too long and made it awkward as hell, but he was very nice about the whole ordeal. I haven’t heard from him since then, but he was hot and polite enough to the point where I am glad he took my virginity!
Immediately after, I started wanting more. I wanted to feel sex with a guy once again. So I went on Craigslist, Adam4Adam, and a couple of blogs to see how I can expand my sexual appetite. And that’s how I became the cock-hungry teenager who wants nothing more than to enjoy himself with other men!
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King Dong
Kathy’s idea was to jerk her uncle’s shorts down at the family reunion and embarrass him. It didn’t occur to her that he might not be wearing underwear. So, when she yelled “GOTCHA!”, everyone looked and saw the secret no one had known. Uncle Bob was a monster! Well part of him was monstrous anyway. And Kathy wasn’t the only one to notice.
My Introduction To Black Cock.
I pull up in front of the small house in the middle of the block and take a deep breath. Am I really going to go through with this?, I ask myself. I’m already here and I know I’ll regret it later if I leave now. I bolden myself and exit the car, walking up the narrow walk to the door. Before I could knock the door is opened by a tall black man. Holding the screen door open with one hand, he extends the other to me and says:
“You must be John.”
“Yea, you’re James?” I reply meekly.
“Yes. Nice to finally meet you.”
He invites me inside and I get a chance to actually see what he looks like. I met James on the Internet and have only seen pictures of his dick. He was about 6’1″ and had a muscular build. I followed him into the living room and had a seat next to him on the couch. We small talked for a little bit and he asked if I was ready. I looked over at him to say something and seen that his dick was out. Was I that nervous that I didn’t even notice him do that?
“You like what you see?” James asked when he seen that I was staring.
“Yea, but I don’t know if I’m ready for..”
“Just grab it, you don’t have to do anything else.” He interupted.
I hesitantly reached over and grasped his unerect cock. I started to gently squeeze and massage his member. His dick was starting to come alive in my hand. By the time he was fully erect he laid his head back and closed his eyes. He looked even bigger in person then he did in the pictures. I noticed that I was already fully erect and had to shift a little to accomodate for it. I began to stroke his cock and he let out a small moan. I couldn’t believe that it was my efforts that made him do that. His dick was oozing a little precum, and with my nervousness easing and him not looking I decided it was now or never. I wanted to taste it.
While still jacking him off, I moved onto the floor in front of him, on my knees. With out opening his eyes, he spread his legs apart for me and I moved between them. With one hand on his cock and the other bracing my self on the seat next to him, I lowered my head until my lips came in contact with his swollen head. I licked at the tip and tasted his salty precum. There was no going back now, I wrapped my lips around his mushroom tip and moved down, only taking in the head, swirling my tounge around it.
With a moan he let out: “Suck it, suck my cock.”
Following his command I started bobbing my head up and down. I was only able to get about half of his nine inch cock in my mouth, but that seemed to be good enough for him as he was now holding the back of my head and moving his hips up and down in time to meet my own rythem. He stopped his own pumping and told me to stand up and take off my clothes. I reluctantly pulled my lips away and stood up and took my clothes off and helped him out of his. He sat back down on the couch and I was about to resume my spot between his legs when he told me to get on the couch on my knees next to him. Of coarse I did as I was told and I again had a mouthful of black cock again. I was now in a better position to get more of his dick down my throat with out gagging too much.
He put his hand back on my head, pushing it down, almost forcing his whole dick into my throat. His other hand came to a rest on my ass, which he started massaging. After acouple minutes of this he tookhis hand off my head and grabbed lube from the end table next to him and squeezed some onto his fingers. Very slowly, James began to work it into my asshole. Slipping one and then two fingers into me, he began to finger fuck my ass, with his palm slapping my cheek as he did so. Although it hurt at first I soon began enjoying it and got lost in the moment, furiously sucking his cock while my virgin ass was being stretched.
“Are you ready for the real thing?” He asked me.
“Stick that big black dick in me” I panted.
He got up from the couch and applied more lube to his cock, leaving me doggy style on the couch and moved behind me. Roughly grabbing my ass cheeks he placed his dick between them and slid it up and down, his manhood rubbing against my hole.
“Beg me. Beg to be fucked. Prove you want it.”
“Oh please, fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…”
“You’re a slut for black dick, aren’t you?”
With out giving me a chance to reply, he started shoving his head in me. I hurt more than I imagined it would have. He began to move back and forth, forcing a little more into me with each push. I dropped my face into the cushion to stifle a scream and felt a puddle of my own saliva that had pooled up from the blowjob I had given him. Pain was slowly subsiding from my backside and was replaced by pleasure as he shoved deeper in me. He was nearly all the way in when he began to pull my ass to meet each of his thrusts.
His pace was increasing and he was moaning and groaning loudly. I had never felt so abused and completely enthralled at the same time in my entire life. I was loving it. I knew that this was what I was meant for, being a fuck toy for black dick. Giving in to my destiny, I started begging for more.
“Fuck me, fuck my tight white ass!”
Rudely pulling his prick out of my ass, he flipped me onto my side and grabbed one of my legs. He reinserted his entire thick, black cock back into me with one thrust. In this position I was able to grab my own dick and begun to jack off. He was jackhammering my tender asshole with wild abandon, pulling out almost completely and then fully impaling me with his entire length. With a loud groan, he yanked his dick out and knelt next to my head. Knowing what was coming next I opened my mouth and laid flat on my back, ready to swallow his load. He barely made it to my face before he started cumming, the first shot hitting me on the chin, but the rest landed right where it was supposed to, in my mouth. This turned out to be too much for me as I was cumming on my own stomache. I eagerly swallowed all the salty spunk down.
Standing up he said: “Not bad for your first time. You really are a slut for black cock.”
I just smiled and gave him a wink.
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Daddy Knows Best
Kristin angers Daddy and he exacts punishment..
Yukio’s Adventures Part 4
The continuation of a naughty nympho’s exploration of America
House Slut 12 – The Bet
Tegan has a week off from her duties and it gives her a little time to reminisce about the changes in her life
Twin Japanese Nieces Pt1
Reposted by poipular demad and numerous e-mails
Topless Tuesday
A new job changes my whole life. Casual Friday is one thing but Topless Tuesday is so much better.
Punk Slut Sis
this is my first story if u enjoy it please allow mw to know.
Caught fucking himself with a dildo
Straight Joe gets caught by a married couple fucking himself with a dildo. The wife dominates them both.
The Submissive Position
My sister learned about the submissive position and was anxious to know more.
Unleashing Mary
Mary makes a request of her son not knowing she is about too take advantage and release both of their hidden desires.
Titcage (Chapter 40)
Claire’s work at the woman-demeaning lobby group has helped to bring about a world in which women are nothing but sextoys for men. The victim of this process herself, Claire now finds herself pregnant, lactating, and being taken to something called the “Slut Ranch”…
Extre lessons
This is my first story so please rate and comment so I can write better stories in the future, sorry about the lack of major details this was just a trial.
The Battered Lamp Chapter Eighteen: The Windy Bow
Zaritha attacks Fumi.
Unpaid Overtime #2
When we got to Jessica’s house, we got out of our vehicles, and walked inside. She had a two story house with a full basement. As we walked in, Jessica took her and Katie’s bras that she had from work, and threw them on the living room couch with her purse. Katie set her purse down on the couch as well.
“So, what do you guys want to drink?” Jessica walked into her kitchen and opened up a cupboard. It was her liquor cabinet. She had almost anything anyone would want in there. “Come here, pick your poison.”
Katie and I walked over to the cupboard and looked through it for a minute. “I’ll have a vodka-cranberry. You got cranberry juice?” Katie asked.
“Yup, it’s in the refrigerator. Jeremy? Whaddya want?”
“Oh, I’ll be easy, just a rum and coke. But make it a double. It’s been a long, hard week.” I looked at Katie, “No pun intended.”
Katie said, “Yeah right. No, I agree it did seem like a long week.”
Jessica poured our drinks and led us downstairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Jessica turned on the lights. Her basement was big; she must have had the wall taken out to create more room. It was set up like a large bar. Neon lights on the walls, a dart board in the corner, there was a pool table and a full wet bar with two taps for beer. It was very nice. “Look, there, the grand finale,” Jessica pointed to the opposite corner. She had a small stage built and s shiny silver pole went from floor to ceiling. “Let me turn on the stage lights, hold on.” Jessica walked over behind the bar, flipped a switch and three spotlights turned on all facing the stage.
“That’s great! I love your basement. It’s big.” I told Jessica as I took a swig of my cocktail.
“Thanks. Yeah, we took the bedroom walls out a couple of years ago to make more room.”
“We?” I asked.
“Yeah, my boyfriend at the time and I. We broke up about a year ago and I kept the house. Let’s not talk about him, he’s an ass hole! So, Katie, are you ready to make some money?”
“Uh, no, not yet. You know that I need to get a couple of drinks in me before I even get close to that thing. Let’s play some pool for a bit.”
“I knew you would say that. I know how much you like wood sticks and balls.” Jessica said, walking over to take the cover off of the table.
“Shut up, you like ‘em too, and you know it. I honestly wanted to play a game or two of pool.”
“Hey,” I chimed in, “I have an idea. Let’s play cut-throat. And, to make it more interesting, I think if when you miss a shot, you either have to take a shot or take an article of clothes off. What do you say?”
Jessica got a big grin on her face, “Hell yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Katie, you in?”
“Yeah, sure, why not. I’m probably gonna be the first one drunk and naked anyway. Why not speed up the process?”
“Sweet, I’ll let you two fight over who wants to break. I’ll go last.”
“Katie, you can break, you’re the guest. I gotta warn you Jeremy, I don’t lose often. Ask Katie.”
Katie nodded her head. “That’s fine; I haven’t played in a while, so I’m probably not that great anyway.”
I racked the balls in the triangle and Katie broke. The game went on and after a while, Jessica and Katie only had their underwear and skirts on. I still had my shirt, pants and boxers on, but it was my turn. I got the cue, and went on a rampage, clearing the table. “Huh, looks like I won. Sorry girls. Another game?”
“Sure,” Katie said. “Do we start completely over? Or do we stay like this?”
“That is up to you two.”
Jessica spoke up, “I say we start over and make it fair.” We all put our clothes back on and I broke, sinking the 7 ball. I lined up for my next shot when Jessica walked over behind the pocked I was shooting at. She turned around, and bent over, exposing her ass to me, and the small g-string that barely covered anything and split her right up the middle. “Oops, I think I dropped something. Let me grab it.” She stayed there, like that, until I shot the ball. I missed badly. “Huh, Mr. Pool Shark missed a shot. Katie, pants or shirt?”
“Pants.” Jessica came over to me, unbuckled my belt and undid my button and zipper. She pulled my pants down to my ankles and pulled them off. My erection was sticking almost out of my boxers. As Jessica stood up, she brushed her hand against my hard-on, making it pop out of the opening in the front of my boxers.
“Well, well, what is this?” She grasped it, knelt down and studied it closely.
“I think you’re supposed to put it in your mouth Jessica,” Katie said as she walked over to us.
“Oh, like this?” Jessica opened her mouth, aimed my cock at it and inserted me into her mouth. “Hmmmm. That is nice.”
Playing along, Katie walked up, got on her knees and said, “What does it taste like Jess? Let me try it.” Jessica removed my cock from her mouth, but still holding it in her hand, guided me into Katie’s mouth. “Wow that is good. I need one of these all the time.” Katie bobbed her head back and forth on my rod as Jessica stroked me. Katie reached up to her shirt and started to unbutton it.
“Oh no you don’t. You can’t get away with it that easily girl,” Jessica said. “I know what you’re doing. You still gotta get up on the pole and strip for us.”
“Damn, at least I tried to get out of it. Well,” Katie chugged the rest of her drink, “Let’s go then.” She stood up and walked over to the stripper pole. Jessica stood up, still with my cock in her hand, and pulled me gently over to the chairs in front of the pole. I sat down, Jessica picked up Katie’s and my glasses, walked over behind the bar, turned on the music and refilled our glasses.
Jessica walked back over and handed me and Katie our drinks. Katie had another sip, set her glass down and started to move with the music. Jessica filled up her glass again, and came and sat in the chair next to me. She handed me a paper-clipped stack of Monopoly money and had one for herself. I looked at it and grinned. “I can’t give you real money, I don’t make that much,” Jessica said as she took a drink then set her glass on the table. We started tossing our fake money at Katie as she danced. She turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles. She slowly stood up, sliding her hands up her legs, over her ass, across her stomach, pulling her shirt up a little, and brought her hands to her hair, pulling it up on the top of her head. She reached out, grabbed the pole and spun herself around it, ending up sitting on the stage floor with the pole pressing up against her crotch. She brought her right leg up around the pole and turned so she was on all fours, facing away from us. She crawled backwards toward me, putting her feet on either side of my head, and backed her ass up to my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the small string going up her ass crack. “That’s hot!” Jessica said.
Katie crawled back fully onto the stage, spun around on her knees, and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. Jessica and I each took a few fake bills and set them on the edge of the stage. Katie unbuttoned her shirt all the way, but left it on. She bent over and picked up the money by squeezing her tits together on it. She stood up on her knees, holding her tits, then let go of them, letting the money fall to the floor. She stood up onto her feet, turned around and started to unzip her skirt. She slid it down her legs, bending over at the waist, and kicked it off at Jessica. Jessica caught it and threw it to the side. Katie brought her hands up the back of her legs and slipped her thumbs under her g-string. “Yeah, take it off girl!” Jessica yelled over the music. Katie slowly slid her g-string down her ass, stopping half way. She stood up, turned around and opened up her shirt, baring her beautiful chest. I felt the blood rushing back into my cock so I took a few more dollars and threw them at her. I saw Katie’s eyes as they drifted down my body to my re-hardening cock. She slid her shirt off of her arms, twirled it around in the air laughing and threw it at me. I tossed it to the side and refocused on her body.
Katie reached for the pole again, and spun around it a couple of times. She got back down on all fours and started to crawl toward Jessica. Jessica took a couple bills and put them in her mouth. Katie, rolled around so she was on her back and scooted toward Jessica, ass first. “Come here sweetie, I have something for you,” Jessica said. Katie moved so her feet were on either side of Jessica’s shoulders and brought her pussy up to Jessica’s face. Jessica moved her face up and laid the money on Katie’s shaved mound right above her pussy, and then she grabbed her g-string with her teeth and pulled her head back. Katie scooted backward on her ass letting Jessica keep the g-string in her mouth. Katie was now naked except for her shoes. I looked over to Jessica and saw that she was looking down at my cock that was growing harder each second. Katie turned around, got up on all fours again, and crawled back to the pole. My eyes turned to her glistening pussy while Jessica’s were still fixated on my cock. I watched as Katie got up on her feet, keeping her hands on the floor, and spreading her legs. Her pussy and ass were right there, waiting to be touched. I reached out but she was too far away. As I brought my hand back to my lap, I felt Jessica’s hand grasp my hard-on.
“Huh, what’s this mister?” She started to slowly stroke my shaft. She brought her other hand over and slid my boxers off.
“Now that’s not real fair,” Katie said. “Jessica, you’re the only one with your clothes still on. Come on Jeremy, Let’s get her naked too. I reached over and peeled Jessica out of her shirt as Katie leaned down and slid her mini-skirt off, pulling her g-string with it, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. Jessica spread her legs a little and returned her hand to my cock. Katie got back up on the stage and continued dancing. She lay down on her back, spread her legs and started to rub her pussy with one hand as the other one grabbed her breast. Jessica looked up to see this. We both watched Katie for a little while. Jessica then turned to me, leaned over and aimed my cock at her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and made circles around the tip. Katie crawled over behind Jessica and spanked her. “NO! That’s mine.”
“Oh, sorry,” Jessica said as she sat back up.
Katie got back on the stage on all fours again. She crawled over to me, looked at Jessica and said, “See?” She grabbed my cock and put me into her mouth. She slowly slid her head down, taking the length of my cock into her mouth. She got her lips all the way to the base of my shaft the first time down. When she brought her head back up, she looked at me and smiled. “Do you like that Jeremy?”
“Oh yeah, that’s great. You can do that again.” I said.
Jessica stood up out of her chair and walked over behind me as Katie swallowed my cock again. Jessica put her hands on my chest and ran her fingernails down my chest and then back up. As she did this, she pressed her tits into the back of my shoulders. I could feel her nipples sticking out and poking me. I brought one of my hands behind me, found her leg and started to rub her inner thigh. Katie pulled her head up, releasing my dick from her mouth, turned her head sideways and licked my pole top to bottom and back up. The feeling was amazing. I tried to slide my hand up to Jessica’s crotch, but with her shoes still on, she was too tall. I grabbed her leg and pulled her around to the side of me. I pulled her leg up and put her foot on my leg, opening up her legs right in front of my face.
I leaned over and started to lick and kiss her inner thighs as Katie continued the oral assault on my cock, taking me into her mouth and bobbing up and down. Jessica started to moan the more I kissed her thighs. I slid my hand around to her ass, squeezed it, and pulled her pussy into my face. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her clit. Katie pulled her head off of my cock and crawled up onto my lap. She sat down on my lap, pushing my cock up against my abdomen. She started to grind her wet pussy against my shaft. Jessica was getting nice and wet as I continued to lick her clit. I slid my thumb underneath her and inserted it into her wet slit. I brought my other hand to Katie. I found her stomach, ran my hand up to her chest, flicking her nipples with each finger as I went over them. Then, I took my hand, slid it down her chest, over her stomach, and down to her clit. My thumb landed on her clit and I started to rub it as she continued to grind on my cock. She started to grind faster on me the more I rubbed her. Jessica reached down with her hand, grabbed my cock, pushing Katie back, and started to stroke me. She stroked me a couple of times then aimed my cock down at Katie’s wet pussy. Katie raised herself up over my hard-on, and lowered herself onto me. This time, she was hot inside. It was nice and warm earlier, but now she was hot.
Jessica let go of my cock as Katie lowered herself all the way onto me and continued grinding. I never stopped licking Jessica’s clit; I moved my tongue faster over her clit. Jessica started to moan more. My brought my hand up from Katie’s clit to her chest and started to pull on her nipples. “Yeah, do that Jeremy. I love that!” I pulled harder on them and licked Jessica’s pussy faster. Jessica kept moaning more and more. “Shit, if it’s really that good Jess, you wanna switch? I need a good pussy licking.”
Jessica took her foot off of my leg as Katie stood up off of my cock. “Yeah,” Jessica said, “I want to feel his cock in my pussy.” They switched places. Katie put her leg up on me as Jessica had hers and Jessica positioned herself over my cock. She grabbed it and lowered herself on me. “Oh my God that’s big Kate.”
“I told you it was. I thought you could handle it no matter what size it was?”
“I though so, but damn,” Jessica replied. She lowered herself slowly half way onto my cock then she brought herself back up taking me out of her. She was trying to catch her breath. Jessica lowered herself again. I felt my head press against her wet slit as I started to lick and kiss Katie’s wet pussy. I ran my tongue from her clit, over her lips, to her g-spot and back. I could hear Katie start to moan a little so I moved my tongue around her clit faster. Jessica had re-inserted me into her and was trying to get her tight pussy all the way down on my cock. She was so tight it almost hurt. It felt so good to have such a tight pussy engulf my hard-on. She gasped and pushed herself down onto me and finally got the length of my cock into her. She sat there for a minute trying to catch her breath and make her pussy relax and open up to accept my rather large cock. Jessica slid back up and down again, moving slowly. I could feel her start to loosen and I could feel her juices lubing me up. She started to get more comfortable and began to move up and down on me a little faster. Katie was moaning now from my tongue going crazy on her clit. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her slit more. I moved my tongue down and stuck it into her pussy. She tasted so good. I pushed into her a few more times then returned to her clit. I brought my hand up to her crotch and stuck one finger into her. This was pretty loose so I stuck a second one in, then a third. I had three fingers in her snatch and my tongue on her clit. Katie was moving her hips back and forth with the movement of my hand and tongue.
Jessica was bouncing up and down easier now, taking the full length of me into her cunt. She started to moan louder the more she fucked me. I was pumping against her movements, making sure I was penetrating her all the way. Katie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me hard into her pussy. She started to scream and moan louder. She grabbed a handful of my hair, and said, “Open your mouth Jeremy. I’m gonna cu…OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES!” She yelled. I felt the small spray of her juice hit my tongue and lips. She tried to pull me mouth into her more but I couldn’t get any closer. I rotated my head side to side, keeping my mouth open around her pussy, but rubbing my top lip on her clit as much as I could, causing her to go crazy. The feel and taste of her cum in my mouth, made my balls tighten up. I twitched my cock inside of Jessica. She returned it by squeezing my cock with her already tight pussy.
“Oh my God Jess, I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum!” I said in ecstasy.
“Go inside me. I love the feel of cum in my pussy.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I got my shot Wednesday. I’m good. Now fuckin’ cum in me.”
Her pussy tightened up around my cock more as I felt my balls push the cum up my shaft. I pushed up into her hard and let my cock explode into her pussy. Jessica screamed out of pleasure as she climaxed. She leaned toward me, grabbed my head out of Katie’s crotch and directed me to her chest. “Bite ‘em. Bite my tits,” she commended me. I obliged. I opened my mouth stuck my tongue out to find her nipple, and started to bite down on it. Katie reached her hand in between us and started rubbing Jessica’s clit. Jessica screamed more, tightened up her pussy and held her breath. I could feel her juices dripping down the base of my cock and onto my balls.
“Oh my God that was great!” I said, gasping for air. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I mentally had to tell myself to breathe. I finally caught up with my heartbeat and pulled my head out of Jessica’s chest. I picked my head up and looked at Katie and Jessica. I was speechless, but they knew exactly what I was thinking. They each smiled at me, leaned down and kissed me, then each other. Jessica slowly stood up off of my cock, sliding it out of her dripping pussy. Katie bent down to lick Jessica’s juices off of me. She inserted me into her mouth, running her tongue over the tip, making me pull my sensitive cock quickly out of her mouth.
Jessica took a couple steps back and sat on the stage. I looked at her pussy. It was dripping wet and it appeared to be stretched out from my cock. “Look,” she said, pointing at her pussy. “I’m all wet and stretched out now. Damn that was a great fuck. Jeremy, your cock is amazing! I haven’t fucked like that in a long time. Holy shit.” She leaned back, putting her hands on the stage and caught her breath.
Katie stood up, letting my softening cock fall out of her mouth, and said, “You sure know how to eat a girl out too. That was great! I’m so glad I had the nerve to talk to you earlier. Otherwise, Jess and I would be out at some bar, getting hit on by some guys that we don’t even want to look at. Thanks for coming over.”
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Suzi is Rebuilt as a Sex Toy ch 04
Suzi’s body is further modified with huge breasts and is now in a constant state of arousal.
Butterscotch Part 5 (new edit)
Please also read parts 1-4 of Butterscotch and please leave a comment.
Friday night alone for Rachel part 3
**I just want to say that I in know way approve of any form of non-consensual sex.
He held his weight on his arms as he hovered over me. He moved one of his knees up between my legs until he was rubbing my pussy with his hairy, fat knee. I was still wet from my earlier orgasms, that now seemed forever ago. Even through everything that happened, as he ground into my wet pussy, I could feel my body spark with recognition of the stimulation. After all, only thirty minutes or so had passed, so I was still riding both my orgasmic- and marijuana-induced highs. Mentally, I knew that I had not enjoyed anything that had happened, but after a life-time of zero action my virgin body was slowly being driven to a familiar frenzy. He smiled his smug grin again when he saw the effect he was having on me.
“Give Daddy a kiss to show him how much you love him,” he said as he leaned down. He pressed gentle kisses against my lips. It was almost loving and totally bizarre. Why can’t he just fuck me and get it over with? Why is he doing this to me? I hated his soft touches more than when he was beating me; it felt more wrong somehow. He ground his pelvis into my hip, and I could feel his still hard cock.
He moved his weight to one elbow and gently cupped my jaw and pulled my mouth open slightly. He slipped his tongue in my mouth, softly exploring inside. He shifted his knee away and, without warning, thrust two of his fat fingers into my pussy.
“Daddy’s little girl has such a nice little girl pussy. You already got it wet for Daddy, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I squeaked out as he playfully wiggled his fingers in me.
“Daddy’s little girl is a little slut, isn’t she?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied meekly.
“That’s okay because Daddy knows that his Good Girl is still a virgin. That you have been saving yourself all for me.”
I gasped. Was that part of the game or does he really know I’m a virgin?! I knew in my gut that he somehow knew that. He had been watching me for God only knows how long, and he knew that I had never been with a man.
I screwed my eyes shut, hoping to just disappear. Like if I waited long enough to open them again, I would be somewhere else. His mouth returned to mine. He thrust his tongue gently against my own, in and out of my mouth in time with his now thrusting fingers, my still wet pussy letting him easily glide in and out.
He quickly began speeding up both his fingers and his tongue. As hard as I tried to mentally separate myself from what was happening, I was helpless to stop my body’s reaction. He added a third fat finger and started rubbing my clit in small circles with his thumb. My pussy felt so full, and I released an unexpected moan. I felt him smile against my mouth, and I cringed when I realized my mistake. I felt so disgusted with myself. His mouth met mine, and he licked a trail down my jaw back to my ear. I could hear his labored breathing as he worked my pussy.
“Does Baby Girl like what Daddy is doing to her pussy?”, he asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied, hating myself a little.
“If you ask him nicely, Daddy will let you cum.”
That was basically the exact opposite of what I wanted to do. But, it didn’t really seem like it mattered tonight what I wanted to do. As much as I hated it, I couldn’t do anything about how good he was making me feel. I clamped my mouth shut for fear that I might let another embarrassing moan out. I locked up all of my joints and tensed my muscles, just trying to keep my hips from rising into his hand. I could feel my pulse rising as I started breathing harder and harder. He started pushing his fingers in and out of my cunt faster and faster. He wrapped his lips around my ear lobe and sucked hard, making me let out an involuntary squeal. His mouth then moved down my neck to my collar bone, which he started bathing with his tongue.
I couldn’t keep it in anymore, and I let out a long, loud moan. As the sound left my mouth, it was like all my resistance with it. I relaxed my body and bent my neck towards his tongue. I without a doubt hated this man. I hated him touching me, how he talked to me, the way he was making me feel. I hated that my first time with a man would be with this hairy, overweight bastard. But, the mind is a tricky thing. It does strange things to protect you from emotional trauma. Illogical things. My logical thoughts on the situation were that I wanted to rip this man’s dick off and make him eat it. However, deep in my mind where I hide all of my darker desires, I had always fantasized about being taken just like this. I would touch myself and think about some unknown man of the tall, dark, and handsome variety tying me to my bed and having his way with me as I pretended not to like it. And, in this most harrowing turn of events, it was this fantasy that my mind latched on to in an effort to keep me from going crazy. I was openly panting now, and I just allowed myself to feel what was happening.
He was very skilled, and I knew that I was only a few moments away from cumming all over his hand. I could feel him smile against my throat. My hips began rising to meet his hand. He quickened the actions of his plunging fingers even more, and his thumb pressed harder on my clit to the point of bordering on pain. He switched from gently laving my neck with his tongue to alternating between sucking hard and racking his teeth across my skin. At the first feel of his incisors, I groaned and bucked my hips. He chuckled. I could feel my blood humming in my veins. I allowed my body to completely take over. And just as I felt myself climbing towards ecstasy, he stopped all his movements. I whimpered loudly and brazenly humped at his motionless hand that was still buried in my pussy before giving up.
“Now, now, Baby Girl,” he admonished as he moved to look me in the eye. “I told you that you have to ask Daddy nicely to make you cum.”
“Please. . .” I begged, knowing that my pride was really hanging by a thread at this point.
“Please, what?” he said. He smirked. I hated his damn smirk.
“Please, Daddy.”
“Please, Daddy what?” He said, losing his patience a little.
“Please make me cum, Daddy.”
“Hmmm. I don’t know if you really want it. . .”
He pulled his fingers out about half an inch, but it was enough to have me shout, “No!”
“You have to make Daddy really believe that you want it, Baby Girl.” At my hesitation, he continued to pull away his hand, and I panicked.
“No! Please, Daddy! Please make your Baby Girl cum! Please, I want it so bad, Daddy. I’ll be such a good little girl. Please, Daddy, make me cum!”
“Such a good little girl. . .”he said softly, before resuming his ministrations on my aching pussy. He stuffed his fingers in and out of my pussy roughly, and I fucking loved it. He began pumping his hard cock against my hip. I moaned, feeling waves of sensation crashing down on me. I knew I was close. Just as I felt my pussy tightening against his fingers, he leaned over and bit my nipple. I came all over his hand with a shout. I stared up at the ceiling and tried to catch my breath. My mind was swimming, and I felt lightheaded. I barely registered his movement before he was positioned between my thighs.
“Oh, you make Daddy so very happy, Baby Girl. Daddy loves you so much.” Before I had time to tense up, he had thrust into me to the hilt. He cock was a monster, and it knocked the damn wind out of me. He gave me only seconds to adjust, before he began slowly sliding it out until only the head remained, and then thrusting all the way back in. Though I may have been a virgin, between my own fun with my vibrator and his finger fucking, my pussy had little problem accommodating him. There were a few moments of discomfort as my body stretched to adjust to this new invasion, but they passed quickly, leaving me feeling delightfully full.
He started building up a slow momentum, and I could see sweat gather on his upper lip and at his hair line. Every few thrusts he would pause to grind against my pubic bone, driving me wild. He bent over my body and slipped his mouth over my nipple. He sucked hard, and I moaned unintelligibly. He bucked especially hard into me once.
“Say my name, Baby Girl,” he demanded.
Happy to oblige at this point as long as he kept doing what he was doing, I said, “Don’t stop, Daddy!”
I received a simple, encouraging, “Good Girl,” before he returned to my breast. He picked up the pace now, continuing to pull in and out almost all the way. I had never been so full, had never had anything so deep in my pussy. I felt absolutely stuffed with cock. He moved away from my breast, much to my disappointment, and lifted his head up to look me in the eye. He slid his arms under my back to brace my shoulders and, while still maintaining eye contact with me, started pummeling me with his dick. The unexpected increase in speed and power had me groaning loudly. If I had any presence of mind still left in me, I would have recoiled from the look of triumph on his face. My hands ached to grab and hold onto him; his hold on my shoulders was the only thing keeping him from fucking me off the side of the bed. My hands, still being tied behind my back, settled for fisting themselves in the comforter beneath me. He was pumping into me so fast and hard, I started having trouble trying to catch my breath in between moans and pleas. The lower half of his body pinned my own to the bed, keeping my hips from rising to fuck him back. The hair on his belly and thighs scratched me, the sweat on his body dripping onto mine and making me itch. In that moment, I was only aware of the feelings of pleasure he was evoking in me, wanted or no. Not how under normal circumstances the feel of his bulbous body pinning me to the bed or the sight of his middle-aged face leering just above my own would have caused me to recoil. I just knew that I need him to keep going.
“Oh, please. Please, Daddy, I need to cum again. Please, Daddy, make me cum,” I begged. I was right there, I knew. I just needed a little more. I needed to cum badly, and I knew I needed him to make me cum. I needed to feel his hairy belly and thighs on me, his rough hands holding me, his round and weathered face looking down at me with hungry, possessive eyes. I need all of it, all of him, to make me cum.
“Yes, Baby Girl. That’s it. You love your Daddy, don’t you?”
“Oh, yes, Daddy! I love you so much! Oh, your little girl loves you so much.”
“I know, Baby Girl. I knew when I first saw you that you were such a good little girl, and I was right. Do you know how I know you love me? How I can feel it?”
“How, Daddy?”
“Because I can feel how much you want me right here,” he said, punctuating his point by pulling out completely and then pushing back in exaggeratedly slow before resuming his vigorous fucking once again. “You’re so wet for your Daddy. Daddy could fuck your little girl pussy for hours. Oooh, and you were such a good girl and kept your pussy so tight for your Daddy. You like Daddy fucking your little pussy?”
“Oh, yes, Daddy. Fuck your Good Girl. Please make your Good Girl cum! Please, Daddy!”
“Mmm. You want to cum on your Daddy’s cock, huh? You gonna cum all over your Daddy?” As he spoke, he subtly picked up more speed. His movements became more frantic, and his face was screwed up almost into a grimace from the effort he was exerting in fucking me. His left hand moved under my back and arms to grab onto the opposite shoulder while he right hand headed for my breast. He roughly squeezed and pinched my tit. He leaned his head down to rest his sweaty forehead in the crook of my neck.
His monster cock was drilling into and stretching my pussy to the point of pain. My brain was all over the place trying to keep up with the sensations. I felt caged in by his bulk, but my body was flying high. I was right on the cusp of my orgasm.
“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop, Daddy!”
“Cum for me, Baby Girl! Cum for your, Daddy!” With that, he bit into the flesh of my neck where it met my shoulder. I screamed in pain even as my orgasm peaked. It was incredible, like lightning flowing through my veins and shooting sparks of electricity across my skin, coalescing where his teeth were sunk into my neck. He didn’t slow his pace at all, fucking me through it. I could feel my pussy clenching his dick in waves as well as my girly juices gushing out of my cunt and down my ass onto the bed.
He continued fucking me as my body came back down. At that point, I was limp like a cloth doll. For a moment after my climax, I was relaxed and hadn’t a thought in the world. Then it was like my brain was switched back on and pushed into overdrive. I remembered that I was supposed to be hating this, that I should have been fighting him. I remembered that I was being raped, and I wasn’t supposed to like it. One moment I was having the most earth-shattering climax of my existence, the next I felt like crawling into a hole from the shame.
He saw the expression on my face and abruptly stopped. He leaned forward on his elbows and stroked my face with both hands.
“Wasn’t that good, Baby Girl? Do you like what Daddy did to you?”
“Yes, Daddy, I liked it,” I replied weakly, my voice sounding peculiar in my own head. I was done. I was just ready for it to be over and for him to leave. I was so exhausted.
As if reading my mind, he said, “I know you’re tired, Good Girl. Daddy’s almost done.”
I was confused when he backed up and pulled out of me. He got off the bed and gingerly flipped me over onto my stomach. He lifted my hips so that I was on my knees with my face buried into the comforter and my ass towards him. I just let him move me how he wanted and hoped that he meant what he said about this almost being over.
He plunged back into my pussy at the same break-neck stride as before. Though I was very wet and had loosened up some, the new position made his cock feel even larger. I wasn’t into it anymore. I was indifferent and uncomfortable. His hands held onto my hips as he rode me.
“Uhhh. You feel so good, Baby Girl. Oh, I may just never stop fucking this little girl pussy. And look at that pretty little ass. So lovely.” He smacked me on the ass. I squeaked.
“You’ve been such a good girl, Baby. Daddy loves you so much.”
His grip on my hips was starting to hurt, as was the tension in my shoulders and neck from my awkward position. “Oh, pretty little girl ass,” he groaned right before pulling out. For a moment, my hopes lifted and I thought my ordeal was through.
I could hear him behind me, jerking his cock with his hand. He caressed my ass a couple times with the other hand. I then felt him move back in close, but this time I felt his wet cockhead on my still-virgin asshole. Somehow, my brain had forgotten to register my ass as a viable fucking hole for my rapist.
“No! Please not my ass, Daddy! I can suck your cock again! Please no! ” He spanked me hard, and I cried out.
“This is MY ass, Baby Girl! And I can do what I want with it.” He leaned forward, and he pushed forward agonizingly slowly into my asshole. I held my breath to keep from crying out. I tried to relax as much as I could, but that only helped him out. It didn’t lessen the burning pain. It felt like my ass was on fire. And he was going so slowly. I wasn’t sure if that was better or worse than him just ramming it all in. After what felt like an eternity, his monstrous head finally popped into my bottom. I shook slightly with a silent sob, but was determined to not move or make any noise.
To my surprise, he didn’t start fucking my ass with wild abandon. Instead, I could feel him jerking what of his cock was not already in my ass. My mind flashed to my face-fucking from earlier, and I felt that the end was in sight. Then he spanked my ass again. And again. And a third time. He leaned forward over me and whispered, “Did you know that every time I spank you this pretty little ass squeezes my cock?” With that, he rained blows on my ass, which was already bruised from his previous spanking. I couldn’t keep silent anymore.
“Please, stop! Please! It hurts so bad! Please stop, Daddy!” I howled.
“OOoooo, I’m gonna cum. Gonna cum in your tight. Little. Girl. ASS!” He roared as he came. His cock spurting in my bottom disgusted me. He pumped twice in my ass, very shallowly, and then slowly pulled out. His cock hurt just as much going out as it did going it. I was openly sobbing again. My ass was in agony. He gently moved me so that I was lying on my side, then laid down in front of me.
“Daddy’s got to leave now, Good Girl. You did so well. Will you be good while Daddy’s gone?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I said so softly that I wasn’t sure he heard me.
“I know you will,” he said, smiling kindly. He leaned forward and kissed me on my brow. “Daddy loves you.” And with that, he was gone. No “Count backwards from one million” and no “Don’t call the police or I’ll call back and kill you”. He just slipped out, presumably back out whatever way he came in.
I laid there for a while after he left, just staring into nothing. I hurt all over, but I had neither the energy nor the will to move. I knew there were things I needed to be doing, but I felt like I physically was incapable of doing anything except lay on that bed. I felt dirty. I felt like there was something wrong with me for me to like what happened to me. But, I did like it. And I couldn’t deny it. Not even too myself.
Eventually, the light in the room got brighter, and I realized it was morning. Refraining from looking in any mirrors, I made my way down the hall to my desk to get my scissors. After awkwardly slicing through the duct tape on my wrists, I stretched my arms in front of me and rolled my shoulders a few times. I wasn’t prepared for the blood to rush back in, causing a pinprick sensation in my arms, hands, and shoulders. I gritted my teeth in pain and started flailing my arms around like a crazy person, as if I might just shake the feeling out. I went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet in the shower. While waiting for the water to warm up, I finally looked at myself in the mirror.
My lips were swollen. My bite mark on my neck was very prominent. He didn’t break the skin, but you could still easily make out his teeth. I turned and gasped when I saw my ass. I knew that it hurt like hell and would be bruised, but I wasn’t prepared for how big of a bruise. It covered my whole ass practically and was a dark, angry purple. I opened up my medicine cabinet and took out three max strength Aleve, swallowing them down with a handful of water from the sink. After hand-testing the water temperature, I stepped into the shower. The water stung my inflamed skin at first, then soothed all my throbbing body parts. Well, most. The shower could do nothing for my sore pussy and ass.
I knew what I should do. I should go to the police. They could sweep the house and take a rape kit. But, I already knew that’s not what was going to happen. I had drugs in my house and in my system. And I had orgasmed twice. That alone was enough to make me want to at least wait before telling anyone. But the truth of the matter was that I had liked what had happened too much. Being taken and forced against my will comprised basically all of my sexual fantasies. Without any conscious input or thought, it seemed I had already decided to keep my mouth shut.
I stayed quiet about my rape, but people noticed changes in my behavior. I started wearing more revealing clothing, going out more. About three months later, I started getting prank phone calls. Only a few, but they were in the middle of the night from a blocked number. Whenever I would answer, no one would respond. I could hear breathing, so I knew someone was there. I just thought it was some kids playing around. The fifth time it happened, I had had enough.
“Hello! I know you’re there! Look, if you don’t stop, I’m going to report this to the police. They can look up your number and address!” I said in my most menacing voice. Then, I listened to the breathing on the other end. I closed my eyes and really listened. I had heard that before, also low and in my ear. My heart sped up, and I could feel my skin warm all over.
“Daddy?” I whispered.
A chuckle, then a sigh. “Baby Girl. . . “
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My Life #6
My Life #6
Friday night a week before the fourth of July I was over at Carl and Carla’s house. We were all exited about the coming orgy we were anticipating. I said two things we need to do if we are going to really have a fuck fest. First I have to figure a way to get dad out of the picture. There is no way dad will accept what we have in mind. Second, we can’t just expect mom to be a willing participant unless she gets primed first. Dad always works in the garden every Saturday when he is home. Carla I need you to figure a way to keep him preoccupied while we take care of mom. So you and Carl come over about ten tomorrow morning and this is what we are going to do.
Mom, dad, Bobby and I had breakfast about nine and then dad went into the back yard and began to prune and weed the garden. We had an immaculate garden due to dad’s passion for gardening. Carl and Carla were right on time and I told Carla to go into the back yard and make sure dad doesn’t come into the house for at least and hour. I had already primed Bobby as to what he was to do. I took Carl into the hall way and peeked into the kitchen.
Mom was just finishing doing the dishes and I watched Bobby come up behind mom and give her a big hug and kiss her on the neck. He lifted her night gown and put his hand between her legs. She spread her legs as he rubbed her pussy. Bobby didn’t have any cloths on and he shoved his cock up into mom’s pussy and began to slowly fuck her. I heard her moan as his cock slid in but she said, “Bobby, we mustn’t your dad.” He spun her around and forced her over the kitchen table and continued to fuck her. He said, “Dad won’t be coming in until lunch like he always does.
Mom was moaning and enjoying the fucking she was getting. I motioned for Carl to go stand behind Bobby. I then came into the room and said, no fair. I jumped up on the table and pulled my gown up and shoved my pussy into mom’s face and she began to eat my pussy. Licking and sucking on my clit. I motioned for Bobby to let Carl take his place. Bobby frowned because he hadn’t cum yet but reluctantly let Bobby take his place. Mom hardly noticed. I whispered to Bobby that as soon as mom was really into Carl’s fucking, he new what he was to do.
Carl was really pounding mom’s pussy. After mom made me cum a couple of times I slid off the table and Bobby slipped onto the table and lifted mom’s head and inserted his cock into mom’s mouth. It took mom about thirty seconds before she realized that she was being fucked by one person and giving head to another. She looked up and when she saw it was Bobby she was sucking she pulled away and said, “What the hell is going on, who is that behind me.” I said Mom, its Carl. Bobby promised him he could fuck you because he has been fucking Carl’s mother Carmen. “Bobby is fucking Carl’s mother? Jesus Bobby, who aren’t you fucking?
Carl’s cock must have started rubbing Mom’s “G” spot because suddenly Mom said, “Oh my god, Oh shit don’t stop Carl honey Yesss that’s it right like that Ohhhhh
Shit yes, you got it right OHHHHHHHHHH and Mom let go a steam of cum that came squirting out of her pussy all over Carl’s pants and the floor. Carl kept pumping into mom a half dozen more strokes and then shoved his cock up tight into mother and I could tell by the look on his face he came. Carl cried “Oh Mrs. Browning, (that’s our last name) you’re so hot and I’ve wanted to fuck you from the first moment I saw you.
Bobby saw Carl cum and jumped down from the table and shoved his cock back
into mom and began to fuck her hard. Carl still had a semi hard on so I told him to get on the table and let Mom suck his cock. He did and she began to suck and lick her own pussy juice as well as Carl’s cum off his cock.
I peeked out the window to see how Carla was doing with dad. Carla was sitting on the swing with her leg slightly apart. I new she had stopped wearing underwear and dad was trying not to notice, but he kept looking back at her. He was half sitting and half lying on the ground as he weeded around some flowers. Carla opened her legs wider and I thought dad’s eyes would pop out. I was fascinated watching Carl work dad. About that time I heard Bobby and Carl change places He was pounding her fast and hard and mom was now sucking Bobby’s cock and making all kinds of strange noises.
I looked back at Carla and dad. Suddenly Carla stood up and walked over to Dad. She stood right next to his head and she had her legs spread open so dad could only look straight up at her pussy when he talked to her. It looked like she asked him a question because she pointed at some flowers. Dad looked over to where she was pointing and when he looked back I couldn’t believe what Carla did. She straddled Dads head and sat down on his face. She reached behind his head and forced his mouth to her cunt.
He struggled at first trying to lift her off his face. But then Carla began to grind her pussy lips into his mouth and then the struggle stopped. He grabbed Carla around the ass and began to eat her pussy. I quickly left Bobby and Carl doing mom. I quietly went into the back yard and snuck up on them. Dad had an enormous hard on. I sucked in my breath when I realized he was as big as his brother uncle Paulie. I reached down and slowly unbuttoned his shorts and pulled his sipper down. He was so busy eating Carla that he didn’t notice it. I straddled him with out touching him. I quickly reached down and yanked his cock out. It was huge, the same length as Uncle Paulie but fatter.
I shoved my pussy down on his cock. Because I had gotten so hot watching mom getting fucked and then what Carla had been doing to dad made my pussy was well lubricated. I got about four inches in before dad started to lift Carla off his face to see what was going on. I gave a big push and his whole cock went into me clear to my cervix. “HOLLY, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’R DOING?” I said what does it look like. I’ve wanted to fuck you for the last two years but could not figure out how to do it. When I saw you eating Carla’s pussy I new this was my chance. So lay back and enjoy eating Carla’s pussy and your daughter fucking you. BUT I’M YOUR FATHER, and what about your mother what if,” he croaked. She is very busy in the house and won’t see a thing, I said
Carla forced his head back into her cunt and said; don’t stop Mr. Browning I’m ready to cum. I wrapped my arms around Carla and began to play with her tits as I rose up and down my dad’s huge cock. Dad’s cock was hurting me it was so big around and I gritted my teeth and road him hard. My pussy was climaxing about every couple of minutes and I quickley loosened up. I slowed down my pumping and just enjoyed moving up and down that big pole. Suddenly dad grabbed my hips and shoved his cock hard up into me and I felt his hot cum splatter against my cervix and back wall of my pussy. I came so hard I collapsed against Carla’s back.
After about ten minutes Carla and I took dad to the Garage and for the next hour we took turns fucking him. Carla seemed to be able to take dad’s huge cock a little easier than me. It was past noon when we walked back into the house to get some lunch. Bobby and Carl were sitting at the table. I asked them where mom was. They thought she was taking a shower. Dad said that’s sounds like a good idea. I’ve been sweating like a pig working in the yard. Carla and I looked at each other and grinned.
After dad left I said I guess we don’t have to worry about what to do with dad next week. Bobby looked at me and said, “You didn’t?” I grinned and said both of us. “Well I’ll be dam” he said. I asked them how many times they had fucked Mom? Bobby said, “Carl fucked her four times and I fucked her three. I would have gone for four but Mom said she was too sore and her jaw’s felt like she had lockjaw. We all laughed, and Carla said were going to have a ball next week.
Later that night I became really horny thinking about dad’s cock. I played with my pussy for awhile making myself climax a couple of times. Then I thought what the hell. I snuck into Mom and Dad’s room and took a peek. They were both sound asleep. Dad was on his back and Mom was turned away from Dad. They only had a sheet over themselves. I gently pulled the sheet back on Dad’s side. He was sleeping in just pajama bottoms. I took his cock out and began to suck it. It took awhile to get him hard and when it did I could hardly get my mouth around it.
I straddled him and inserted the head of his cock into my slit. Mom turned over onto her back. I just froze for what seemed like forever but she soon was snoring lightly. I shoved down on Dad’s cock and about four inches went in. Suddenly Dad woke up and looked at me and then at Mom and whispered, “christ, you’ll wake your Mother. I shoved his cock fully into me and leaned over and said, shush I’ll do it slow and easy and Mother will never know. Remember she said how tired she was.
I began slowly riding up and down Dad’s beautiful cock. I had been doing that for about fifteen minutes when I looked over at Mom and she was staring at me. She didn’t say a word just shook her head ever so slightly and smiled. I grinned at her and began to ride Dad a little faster. He had his eyes shut, so I reached over and slid my hand under the sheet and between Mom’s legs. She spread them and I began to finger fuck her. She scooted up a little so I had better access.
After about five minutes I heard her let out a little groan as she came. Dad opened his eyes so I leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth. I slid my tongue inside his mouth and began to explore it. He reached up and grabbed my hips and shot his load of sticky cum into my love hole. I leaned down on his chest and rubbed my Moms’ clit vigorously. I felt her lift up her ass and new she had climaxed. I slipped out of bed and went back to my room. I dreamed of being fucked by a whole line of men. By my Dad, then my Uncle followed by Carl and Bobby and even my cousins.
Sunday Dad caught Bobby fucking Mom in the laundry room. I thought the shit had hit the fan, but to my surprise all he did was shake his head and said, “I guess it I can fuck my daughter my wife has the right to fuck our son. And fuck we did. Carl and Carla came over and we took turns fucking each other. Mom got the most fucking because Carl couldn’t seem to get enough of her. Bobby and Carl fucked Mom in tandem for about two hours in that morning. We took a lunch break and then Bobby and Carl fucked her until she said she couldn’t fuck any more and needed a break.
Dad fucked Carla and me twice in the morning and twice in the afternoon after lunch. I think he faked Cumming. Then the boys took turns fucking Carla and me. Twice they fucked me at the same time. Carl fucked my pussy and Bobby in my ass. Then they reversed it. Every time Dad seemed interested in fucking me more I was already getting fucked by the boys. Carla got equal treatment. Bobby and Carl never seemed to get tired. I don’t think they came all the time but they always seemed to be able to get hard.
Carl left about four and Carla said he went home so he could fuck their Mom. He was still fucking her every morning before she left for work and she still came home for lunch for a quickie. At night both Bobby and Carl would fuck her. Some times Carla would join them and usually ate her Mom’s pussy’.
Dad went to work Monday and Bobby had gotten a part time job at the hardware store working four hours a day. Since it was now summer vacation Carl came over and fucked Mom all day long. They would rest about two hours and then he would fuck her again. Mom felt flattered as hell but I felt a little neglected. As soon as Bobby came home from work I made him fuck me because it had made me horny watching Mom get fucked so much.
We all agreed to cool it Wednesday, Thursday and Friday so we would all be refreshed for the Fourth of July which fell on Saturday this year.
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The recovery
