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The Power Lineman

It was a hot humid day in August. The rain had started sometime during the night and knocked out the power. I woke drenched in sweat, stumbling around the house searching for a flashlight. I hate living in the south in the summer and Georgia was extremely brutal this time of year especially without air conditioning. I made a call to Georgia Power and got the usual dead computer voice,… crew is in the area blah, blah, blah… your power should be restored by 8 PM!!

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The Devil’s Pact Side-Story: Sexting

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013
The Devil’s Pact Side Story: Sexting
Note: This takes place during Chapter 13 while Mary is texting Alice in bed, told from Alice’s perspective. It also serves as a prologue for Chapter 14.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
“Get the alarm, pudding,” my husband, Dean, muttered sleepily.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
I tried to ignore it, wanting to sleep a little longer. Dean shifted and then reached over me and slapped the alarm. He kissed my cheek, his goatee scratchy on my neck. He looked ridiculous with the damned thing. His face was too narrow, his hair too light a shade of brown, for his goatee to look at all normal.
“Morning, Alice,” Dean whispered.
I sighed, opening my eyes. “Morning,” I muttered.
My bladder was full and I puttered to the bathroom. Dean had to leave for work earlier then me, so if I didn’t use it now, I would have to wait until he finished showering. Even after six months of marriage, I still wasn’t comfortable sharing the bathroom with my husband. I was naked as I padded to the bathroom, a good looking gal I always thought, but Dean couldn’t be bothered to at least try and leer at me.
Sixth months of marriage and the fire was already gone.
Hell, it had been gone for months already. Two months ago, I had an affair with my yoga instructor, Esteban. I thought Esteban was perfect. He paid attention to me, something my husband couldn’t be bothered with, not since he got the promotion back in January. I was about to leave my husband when I found Esteban was spending the same quality time with two other whores he taught yoga too.
So, not sure what to do, I stayed with Dean. He was a great guy. We had a lot of fun when we were dating, he was making good money. It would be perfect if I could get my husband to pay more attention to me. And not just sex, although more than once a week would be nice, but talk to me, compliment me, confide in me. Maybe when he sees me prancing naked in front of him he could just throw me onto the bed and ravish me.
But then I reconnected with Mary Sullivan yesterday. I always had a secret flame for Mary, even since she was fourteen, when I saw her naked. She had just come out of the shower, nude, thinking she could dash across the hall to her bedroom. She was coltish slim with cute, just budding breasts and a fine down of red hair covering her pussy. She froze like a dear in headlights, and blushed so prettily as I gazed at her. I had never been attracted to a girl before, but Mary’s innocence filled my fantasies for weeks afterwards.
When I went to college, I messed around with a few girls, all red-heads, before I met Dean in my senior year. I enjoyed the fun I had with the girls, but I liked men more. Or at least until I found myself positively dripping like a bitch in heat when Mary walked into my office. I flirted with her and to my amazement, she responded. Apparently, her new fiancee, Mark, opened her eyes to all the fun she could have in bed, and eagerly took me up on my offer to go to a nearby no-tell motel I used to fuck Esteban at.
For three hours we made sweet love and I couldn’t stop thinking about her, since. Mary’s slim, coltish body had ripened into a beautiful young woman with pleasant curves. Her breasts were a plump handful, her ass nicely round, and her hips quite shapely. Oh, and her tongue was dynamite on my pussy. The girl knew her way around a woman’s twat.
I finished peeing and when I wiped myself, I shuddered in pleasure. I was wet and aroused from thinking of Mary. God, I had to see her today. As usual, I had my I-Phone with me. Usually, when I was in the restroom I browsed the internet. Dean always said I was like a man, taking a magazine to read in the bathroom.
Before flushing, I posed in front of the mirror and snapped a picture, capturing a nice, topless pic of myself. Flushing the toilet, I exited my bathroom. Dean brushed past without a even glancing at my breasts or ass. Oh well, if Dean didn’t want to appreciate my beauty, Mary would. I got back under the covers and slipped a hand down to my wet pussy, giving my clit a flick as texted one-handed.
“hey mary, cant stop think about yesterday. want get together today? 1 pm, same place?” I attached the pic I just took and sent the text.
God, I hopped she said yes. There was a hiss as Dean started the shower. He’d be in their awhile. He took long showers, to help him wake up he claimed, and then he had to shave his cheeks and style his hair. He spent almost as much time in the bathroom as a woman. I gently slid a finger up into my juicy twat. I had plenty of time to have a nice jill before he got out of the shower.
My phone chirped, Mary had sent a reply. “Can’t wait 2 suck those titties!” That text was followed by a second one. “Mark wants 2 buy all houses on block. Talk about it after fun! *-)”
I blinked, slowing the speed I fucked my finger into my wet twat. Her fiancee wanted to buy all the houses in a neighborhood. I was starting to wonder if Mary’s fiancee wasn’t lying to her. It sounded like he pretended to have a lot of money and like to dream big. And even if he did it was hard getting people to sell their houses if they didn’t want to.
“gl getting entire neighborhood to sell,” I texted back.
I closed my eyes and added a second finger. I was warm and sticky and felt so good. I picked up the rhythm, sighing hard through clenched teeth. My phone chirped and I quickly opened my eyes. “dont count mark out.” There was a pic attached.
It was Mary, nude. She was lying in bed, her auburn hair tousled, her freckled breasts perky, and her dusky nipples hard. Oh, God, she was so beautiful. I slipped a third finger in my twat and started frantically fucking them in and out. I imagined licking those hard nipples, kissing her red lips. I could almost feel Mary’s fingers slipping up inside me, her thumb rubbing on my clit, gently, in small circles.
“Oh, Mary!” I moaned quietly, “Yes, finger me! I’m so close, oh yes, yes!” My orgasm crashed through my body, my back arched against the bed, and I bit my lip to keep from shouting my passion aloud. I pulled my sticky fingers out of my twat. I closed my eyes and licked my sweet, tangy flavor off while pretending it was Mary’s juices.
I grabbed my phone, spread my legs and snapped a photo of my juicy twat. “just came looking at your pic.” I attached the pic and sent it.
“later today i’ll make you cum again :-p,” Mary texted back, along with a picture of her twat, vulva waxed smooth and stained with milky cum.
“is that marks cum?” I texted back.
“yep *-)! had a nice fuck!”
Jealousy stabbed my heart. “lucky, havnt had a d up my vag in a while :-(” I texted back. But why was I jealous? Was it that she was getting fucked and I wasn’t, or that I wasn’t the one fucking her? Was I falling in love with her?
Mary sent another pick. “wish this was you.” There was a black hair girl with pig-tails, blue and purple highlights streaked her hair, eating out Mary’s cunt.
“who that?” My twat tingled with arousal and my stomach roiled with jealousy. Fuck, I think I am falling in love with this red-headed angel.
“just a slut that I share /w mark *-).”
The shower stopped. Did I have time for one more orgasm. My twat was all juicy and excited. My jealousy and arousal mixed together into this irresistible force. My finger slowly slid back down to my twat, unable to resist. There was something so wrong at thinking about Mary with another person, another woman. Creeping closer and closer to my hungry hole. I pressed my thighs together. The tingling was so nice. My fingers found my clit and I started rubbing it in small circles.
My phone chirped. Another message from Mary. “going 2 make you cum so hard today.”
I diddled my clit faster as Mary texted me nasty messages after nasty message: “cant wait to eat your twat,” “going to enjoy your tongue on my clit,” “going to shove my nipple up your pussy,” and “just came on sluts mouth, cant wait 2 flood your mouth /w my cum.” Mary was such a nasty girl, her texts were stoking my lust and my jealousy. I was so close, my thumb swirling hard on my clit.
“Mary!” I shouted as I came, “Oh, fuck me, Mary! Not that slut! Fuck me!”
“You okay, pudding?” Dean shouted from the bathroom.
“Yeah, just stubbed my toe,” I shouted back, breathing heavily, and texted Mary, “just came again, cant wait for later. going to make you cum harder than slut! gtg work.”
Mary sent one last pic, posing in front of the bathroom mirror. One arm thrown up behind her hair, her perky breasts thrust forward, a tantalizing glimpse of the curve of her ass and just the hint of her tight pussy peaking out beneath her fiery heart. “just something to tide you ever, babe,” accompanied the pic.
As my husband left the bedroom, I sent one last text. “gonna eat your twat and drink your honey.”
“Who’re you texting,” he asked, pulling on his gray slacks.
“Oh, just Mary,” I said. “She was one of my bridesmaids.”
“The red-head?” he asked. There was a catch to his voice. Was that lust! Anger spiked my heart. Was my husband lusting after my lover! That bastard!
I thought about getting angry with him, but it wasn’t worth the effort. Hell, how could I be mad when I was the one cheating on him. “Yeah,” I answered, trying to sound normal
I got up and paraded naked past my husband, my thighs sticky with my juices, and still nothing. It was a good thing I had Mary, because a girl needed some appreciation of her beauty. Mary was right, if Dean didn’t want to take advantage of his hot, horny wife, it was his loss. Hell, I’m not sure I want his attention anymore. Not when I have Mary. I slipped into the shower and started washing with my apricot flavored body wash and remembering the shower Mary and I took yesterday.
I pretended it was Mary washing my body, soaping my breasts, gently squeezing them, and brushing the loofah softly over my sensitive nipples. Then she would wash down my flat stomach, my graceful legs, sliding up my inner thigh, closer and closer and closer to my aching twat. The loofah was excitedly rough on my clit, digging into the groove of my labia. She would rub the sponge back and fourth on my vulva, going slowly faster and faster, adding more and more pressure, until I screamed out my orgasm.
I had to catch the shower bar as I nearly lost my balance when I came on my loofah. I giddily laughed, high on my orgasm and the adrenaline that spiked my blood from my near catastrophe, I shakily finished my shower. I spent ten minutes trying to find the perfect outfit, something appropriate for work, but still really sexy.
I settled for the shortest pencil skirt I had, a deep, royal blue with gold thread woven through out. I found a blue crop top half shirt that exposed a good deal of my cleavage and left my belly bare, then pulled a dark blue blazer on over it. With the blazer on, you couldn’t tell my belly button was exposed. To be extra naughty, I wasn’t wearing any bra or panties. I settled for a pair of dark brown, thigh-high stockings that just came up to the hem of my skirt.
I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror after doing my hair and make up. I didn’t have the blazer on. I looked like a model, a slutty, sex crazed model. Mary was going to cream her panties when she saw me. And then I would get to lick her clean!

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The Shifts of Mike

‘Man that was intense’ I said to myself as I woke covered in sweat. Slowly consciousness crept into my sleep addled brain as I recalled the events of my slumber. It was her again, the short raven haired beauty that I had been lusting after in my dreams for weeks now, her name is Jamie, she is also my younger sister. Pulling the covers back I swung my legs off the bed and reached down to throw on a pair of boxers for the ritual morning trip to the bathroom.
As the shower was warming up I leaned over the sink just staring at myself in the mirror. That’s when I first noticed it, my eyes were green not their normal blue. As I stared in shock wondering what could have happened I watched as they turned back into the blue I have always known. Figuring it was still sleep fogging my brain I shook it off and dropped my boxers to the floor as I stepped into the shower. I stepped under the water feeling it was over me wishing I was anyone but me. Don’t get me wrong, I lived in a nice house with a great set of parents and my sister Jamie. I did pretty good in school, had friends and a fairly healthy social life, but it was how I looked I couldn’t stand. I was your typical run of the mill nothing special. At 5’9” 170 lbs I was just shy of being actually noticeable.
This is where my recent obsession has come in. Unlike me my younger sister Jamie got a double helping of looks. Just a month shy of turning 16 she stands a short 5’2” about 100 pounds even , long straight black hair that reaches halfway down her back. Her breasts as I found out later were a C cup and had been for about the last year now. Her stomach and legs were tight and toned from hours of cheerleading practice. Basically she was a vision of pure beauty, and the only girl that actually paid me any attention. Ever since it got hot enough to tan and I saw her in her new bikini this year I have barely been able to contain myself around her. Constantly excusing myself to go jerk off to her or sneaking around trying to get glimpses of her.
Even now in the shower as my dream comes back to me I feel my cock start to rise. Not wanting to waste a good erection and wanting to relive that dream I shut my eyes as my hand starts slowly stroking myself to full hardness. I go back to the dream, Julie underneath me, her legs folded up as I piston my cock into her hard and fast. I hear her moans telling me how big I am when I realize that in the dream its not really me fucking her, its me but a lot more muscled and with a bigger cock. As I think about watching myself enter my sister over and over again something feels different to me. I open my eyes and look down at myself and instead of the usual 5 inch skinny dick I see my hand wrapped around a 9 inch long 2 inch thick piece of meat jutting out from my body. My eyes widen in disbelief as my cock and my forearm are now the same size. Stuck in shock I hurriedly finish up my shower grab a towel and run back to my room.
Sitting on the edge of the bed thoughts of insanity run through my mind. Something is going on and I need to know what. With a deep breath I open my towel revealing the same small dick I’ve grown used to over the years. Now I’m lost. I must be losing my mind. Knowing what I saw and felt was real I decided to try and figure out what could possibly be going on. Since it was hard when I saw the difference maybe I had to be hard again to see the change. Being in such an excited state from two denied orgasms it was relatively easy to bring myself back to full hardness despite the nervousness of the situation. As my cock grew I was filled with excitement hoping for the best but after a few moments my cock was rigid and only the 5 inches I knew. Feeling slightly defeated I thought back to what was different and besides the obvious of not being in the shower anymore the only thing different was that at the time I was imagining myself with that same hard beast I had plowing into my sister. That scene coming back into my mind I started wanting that cock again. I started imagining it on my body jutting out. I looked down taking in my small cock wishing it to grow and before my eyes it started to. Slowly it gained in length and girth until I was back to being massive.
Over come with happiness at the possibilities for me now I stroked hard and fast while keeping my sister in my head. My orgasm was swift and powerful, as it hit rope after rope of cum shot out from my tip coating my chest in cum. As I squeezed the last of my cum out I fell back onto the bed in a daze and slipped into unconsciousness.
Waking back up for the second time that day I found myself in ridiculously high spirits. Who wouldn’t be?? I can change anything I want to physically about myself. Or at least maybe anything. I had to know my limits with this. Looking down at myself I needed to get cleaned up. Seeing what time it was I knew my sister had already left for practice and she wouldn’t be back until late that night, I didn’t even bother getting dressed. I went back to the bathroom and wet a washcloth to wipe myself down from the earlier orgasm.
While wiping myself down I looked into the mirror and started to play around. I started with my eye color again changing it from one color to the next finally deciding on brown. I then moved to my nose and just for shits and giggles I made it long and pointy like Pinocchio. Finally cleaned up I left my face the new way and walked back into my room closing my door. In my excitement I didn’t realize that my door didn’t completely shut. Now standing in front of my full length mirror I couldn’t help but laugh as I saw this ridiculous nose jutting out from my face.
Knowing that I basically had a do over at my disposal I started on becoming the way I always wanted to look. Adding a couple inches in height I was now 6 foot even. I set to work on my frame bulking me up a little bit and defining my muscles that would take months in a gym to achieve. Once happy with that I started on my face, not changing anything major just a little tweak here and there until I was happy. I enlarged my balls a little bit to match that of the destroyer now hanging limp between my legs. Once finished I memorized every inch of what I changed tweaking what needed it and leaving alone what was perfect. Taking a full look at myself I couldn’t have been happier. Looking like this there was no way girls would keep ignoring me. I would finally get laid.
Filing away what I wanted to look like I started playing around. Making myself fat and skinny, super tall and tiny like a midget. I added muscles and hair, took them away basically being absolutely ridiculous with my new found ability. Returning back to the new me I stood just admiring myself when all of a sudden it hit me. If I could change into anything why couldn’t I change into a chick. The thoughts of my possibilities started to excite me, bringing my impressive cock to life. I started off just seeing if I could do it. My chest losing its muscle as it started to expand out ending up with a pair of firm large breasts. Not being able to choose between the mirror and looking down I kept glancing back and forth as my hands came up to feel my first breast. My hands reaching their goal sent all the air out of my lungs and I fell back onto the bed slowly caressing my new toys. My nipples now even more sensitive began to harden under the movements of my hands. My cock was so hard it was actually beginning to hurt as I pinched down on my nipples causing an involuntary moan to escape my throat. Leaving one hand to play with my breasts I moved my other down and slowly began stroking my cock imagining it was my sisters breasts I was playing with. Getting so into it I started moaning her name which in turn brought me immediately to orgasm my cock exploding and sending my cum shooting out right onto my breasts.
As I lay there in my after glow I started picturing my sister in my head. I closed my eyes forming a complete picture of Jamie in my head. I pulled on every memory I had of her forming a complete image of her in my head. Keeping my eyes shut I imagined her and pushed that image of her onto my body. I could feel things moving and changing and when it all stopped with eyes still shut I stood up. Slowly I opened my eyes and staring back at me in the mirror was my sister.
So stunned at this, all I could do was stare as I turned around and bent over trying to see everything I could. Finally I let my hands do what my eyes were doing. I laid back on the bed closing my eyes and just ran my hands over every inch of my sisters body. Going straight to my breasts I started caressing and squeezing finally getting the prize I had been aching for. Under the ministrations of my fingers I could feel my nipples harden, moving down to them I gave them a pull when I felt a wet heat coming from between my legs. Going into very unknown territory I slid one hand down my stomach and in between my legs. I could immediately feel heat emanating from my folds. Gingerly I began exploring lightly playing with the area rubbing my fingers up and down coating them in the juice of my excitement. My breaths were now beginning to come in deeper and more ragged as my excitement grew finally resulting in a loud moan as my probing fingers found my clit.
Now feeling flushed and more turned on in a new way than I have even experienced I began to rub my fingers in circles over my clit, going faster and faster until I couldn’t even breathe. The only option my brain gave me was to keep rubbing. And that’s when it hit. My entire body being sent into spasms I twisted around as the most intense orgasm I have ever felt washed over me. With one final wave of ecstasy washing over me blackness edged in.

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The Boy Who Lived Down The Street(Part Nine)

Ok, so I asked for your opinion on how to finsh this part to whether tell you what she says or to have them have sex but no answered so if you don’t like the end of this part then I’m sorry. And thank again for all the nice comments you guys left me, and thier is one more part to this story and then thats it I won’t continue it because I already have another story I want to start putting up here. Hope you enjoy this part (:

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My fanatsies come true

He was my object of affection. The one that I masturbated about every night and morning. The one that sent tingles to my pussy when ever he leant over me or brushed up against me. I so desperately wanted him but I never knew how to get him.
Many days at the office were spent in day dreams of me and him fucking in every position, on every space in the building. Often coursing me to get very wet, and making me make frequent visits to the restroom for some immediate relief.
He was a beautiful man, 6ft, shoulder length blonde hair and green eyes. With a great body to match. He definitely looked after him self and all the females in the office appreciated the eye candy. But sadly to me he was off limits, as he was my best friends brother, and that was the only rule we had don’t fuck family members. I was still free to dream though.
It was a long weekend this weekend. Carey had invited me to spend it with her at their cabin. I couldn’t wait, finally sometime out of this hell hole. She would be picking me up about 6ish on Friday night and then we would be off.
Friday rolled around and I was excited to finally be getting some R&R. Work was the usual but I noticed that Luke wasn’t at work and I wondered why, deciding to ask Carey what was up when she picked me up. Once home everything was packed, so deciding to have a glass of wine to wait. Time went quickly and was nearing 6:30. I had already drunk half a bottle and was feeling kind of horny.
Maybe I could get in a little play time before Carey comes I thought. So pulling up my skirt and pushing aside my thong. I started to feel really good, my pussy starting to get very wet. Looking around the only thing that I could find big and long was the wine bottle. Spitting and licking the neck, getting it lubed enough for my pussy. I felt myself get more wet, I’d never had anything like this in me, but I knew it was gonna feel great.
Pushing the top into me, my pussy started to adjust to the size, so I inched more and more into me. Before I knew it I had almost half of the neck in me and it was feeling so good, pumping in and out of me. Just then my phone started to vibrate against my ass. Grabbing it and putting it where the bottle was entering me, made me moan and scream. Carey was ringing so I knew the vibration would keep going and make me cum. Suddenly out of no where I started to pee all over the bottle, making me cum hard and loud.
“ Hay Care”
“ Hay girl, sorry I’m late ill be there in 5”
Gee that was close I thought as I hung up the phone. For some reason I couldn’t help myself, I wanted to taste my pussy juice. To my amazement I loved it and wanted more. Ending in me licking and sucking the bottle neck clean. Cleaning up a little and discarding my thong I was waiting at the door way as Carey was driving up the drive.
“Finally lol”
We were finally on our way and the 2 hour trip was spent mostly talking about who we had fucked, how we had fucked and where. Pulling up to the cabin there were two other cars there. I must have had a confused look on my face.
“Aww yeh, Mum, Dad and Luke are up for the weekend as well” Carey laughed as she got out of the car.
“Hay Care. Hay Mel. How was the trip up?? You guys are late we were expecting you earlier”
“Sorry Mum had some errands to run before I left”
We settled in nicely, eating some dinner and then relaxing on the deck for a few quiet ones. Careys Mum and Dad were telling me of their plans for the weekend, asking if I would like to go. Hiking wasn’t really my thing and now that I knew that Luke was here I would much rather stay and perv at him all day. So I kindly declined. Carey and I carried on drinking and reminiscing when every one went to bed. Causing both of us to have a very bad hang over in the morning.
I was woken with the smell of bacon wafting into my nose. Crawling out of bed I was greeted by Luke who was cooking in nothing more then boxers. Drooling over his body while getting me some coffee. I was quickly snapped back to reality.
“So how was yah sleep Mel?”
“Great I love coming up here it’s so peaceful”
“Is Care still asleep?”
“Yeh she’s had a hard week, and was downing them faster then I was.” We both laughed as I sat at the breakfast bar.
“I’m going for a swim after brekky, wanna join me?”
“Um sure” Getting another eyeful of him before eating.
He was already in the water when I came out. I could see him in the distance just bobbing in the middle of the sea. Dropping my towel and heading in. I was sporting my new bikini, a black thong with a triangle that just covered my slit, and a top that was really just two triangles and string. It made me feel so sexy.
I swam right up behind Luke, he only noticed when my head popped up an I splashed him. Quickly turning around he had a shocked look on his face.
“Aw hay Mel, you scared me”
“Sorry” As I swam closer.
Just then a wave pushed me onto him. I then realised what he was doing. It was thick long and hard and it poked me in the thigh.
“Shit sorry Luke” Trying to back away from him.
But he held me pulling me tighter to him, making his cock slip between my thighs. Finally after so long I was going to get what I always wanted and dreamed of, his cock deep in my pussy. The waves were still pushing us together so I tightened my thighs around his cock and pushed my bottoms to the side. It felt so good his cock running through my slit and rubbing my very hard clit, and by the look on his face he was loving the feeling too. How I wished that it was sliding into my pussy though.
His hand were exploring my body as were mine to his. When the next wave hit us, my top had been moved exposing my right tit. The cold water made my nipples hard and made me shiver. Immediately Lukes mouth was devouring it like a hungry baby. He flicked his tongue over the tip of my nipple and it sent more shivers straight to my hot spot.
“Mmmm you taste good Mel”
“Wish I could taste more of you” As he slipped a finger into my ass.
That did it I had to have him. Parting my legs and pushing away from him a bit, I undid my bottoms and let them float to the top. Stroking his cock a little bit more I felt his hand cup my pussy and slide his finger deep in my hole.
“Mmmm a perfect shaven pussy. I cant wait to taste you later.”
I was hungry for cock, but my pussy was in more need. When the next wave hit I was ready. My legs were already wrapped around him and my ass was bobbing above his cock as it slid up and down my crack. Holding his shoulders I positioned myself so he was at the entrance of my hole and pushed down.
“Oh my fucken god Mel”
“Ride me”
I was in heaven his cock was huge and my pussy was adjusting to the size it felt so good to have him finally and didn’t want to let him go. He was flicking my nipples and rubbing them between his fingers sending more tingles all over my body. Pulling him close I wanted this fucking session to last forever but because he was so close to cumming when I surprised him he wasn’t going to last much longer.
As his thick shaft entered me I felt a finger pushing at my ass. He had an expression on his face to ask permission, so taking control I just pushed back onto it. Having any attention on my ass always increased my orgasm and he was working his finger perfectly. Not pushing it in and out but more exploring my shitter pushing against his cock every time he thrusted in. We were both in pure pleasure. So when he leant in and bit me my pussy started to spasm in the greatest orgasm I have ever had.
“Cum for me you beautiful girl. Your pussy feels so fucken good around my cock”
I loved to moan it always added to the pleasure. Knowing that I could scream was even better. Moaning and screaming I continued to grind on his cock.
“I’m gonna cum Mel”
“Cum in my pussy Luke. I wanna feel you cum“
“ Oh my fucken goooooooooooodddddddddddd”
When he came in me though it made my orgasm continue. Making me scream even more it was the best sex I had had to date but I was hoping to top it later.
As my back was to the beach when I looked at Luke his face had changed he was uneasy and tense. Turning around Carey was standing there waving at us and calling out.
Kissing him once more before turning and swimming back to the beach. I was still feeling pretty good,. As I got closer to the beach Carey pulled something from behind her back, it was bottoms and she had a very pissed off look on her face. She wasn’t as pissed off as I thought she was though and I would soon find out how she really felt.
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Trafficked Love Ch. 21

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?

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Sis Comes Home For Memorial Day – Part I

PrologueI became physically attracted to my sister Melissa when she was 15 years old and I was 18. Sis was about 5’2″, baby blue eyes, she had a nice figure with still a little baby fat as they say. Her breasts were 34 C which I knew from checking her bra in the laundry. The thing I found most attractive about her was her long chestnut brown hair which went down to her waist.
Often after she took a shower she would ask me to brush it for her if I wasn’t busy. I actually started to make sure I wasn’t doing much when I knew she was about to take a shower. I don’t think she ever purposely wore anything with the intention of exciting me. I did get to see her in a various stages of dress, long t-shirts girls like to sleep in, her swimsuits both one piece and bikinis, bra and panties, and a occasionally just a towel wrapped around her. My favorite was an old dress shirt of mine I had outgrown she seemed to like to sleep in. She never wore a bra with it and it would be unbuttoned to the point of exposing most of her breasts when she’d sit on the floor in front of me. It also gave me a nice view of her collection of thong panties.
Even though there was never any sexual contact my imagination would come up with some pretty hot fantasies of how things could get sexual between us.
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I am now 46 and Sis is 43. I’ve been divorced for 2 years now. Melissa kicked her husband out after finding him fucking his office assistant at his company’s Christmas party.
I knew from talking to her on the phone she felt it was her fault for letting herself go and getting fat and he didn’t find her attractive anymore. The last time I saw her she was overweight but far from being fat. I told her just that when we talked but convinced her it was nothing she couldn’t get rid of if she watched what she ate and started to work out. She thanked me for being honest with her said she’d try.
Over the next few months we talked on the phone and I could tell in her voice her spirit was coming back up. We never discussed her weight or appearance anymore. She had decided to fly back for Memorial Day weekend. I was really looking forward to seeing her.
A few weeks before she was due to fly in she forwarded me a copy of her airline itinerary. With a note asking if I would pick her up at the airport since her flight didn’t get in until 9:30 PM. She didn’t want to bother our folks to do it since they normally go to bed around that time. Her long time friend Amy who also sometimes picked her up had moved when her husband got a promotion and had to relocate to work in the company’s Midwest regional office. I replied back that I would be happy to pick her up.
I don’t know why but suddenly those memories of her when we were teenagers started to come back into my mind. The fantasies of being with her sexually were not far behind. I found myself in bed jerking off to those fantasies. My dreams that night were of my sister and I having sex but we were not teens anymore. We were both our current ages and she looked the same as I last saw her. After all these years I still wanted her and loved her more than a brother should love his sister.
When I went online to check my email the next morning there was an email from Sis.
“Thanks big brother I owe you big time. I’m not just talking about picking me up either. We can talk about it when I get there. Love Ya, Melissa”
I was really clueless to what she could be talking about. I was her brother she would never owe me for anything I did for her. I did want to do something else for her though. She seemed to be feeling pretty good about herself but I wanted to try something to boost her self esteem even more. What if she were to get some sexy outfits from a secret admirer?
I opened up my web browser to Victoria’s Secret web page and started checking out some of the various outfits. My memories of her wearing my old dress shirt prompted me to look in the sleepwear section first. I found a silk button up sleep shirt that looked like a man’s dress shirt. Instead of getting a plain white one like my shirt had been I picked one with blue pin stripes. Next I started looking for a pair of panties that matched it. Instead of looking at the thongs, I started to look at what they refer to as v-strings instead of g-strings. I added both to my shopping cart. Next I found a matching animal print bra and panty set. Finally I picked out a sheer black baby doll nightie with a matching v-string. I never realized they had hair care products so I picked a nicely scented shampoo and conditioner. I went ahead and purchased the items as though it was Melissa buying them for herself. I used one of those prepaid Visa cards you can buy in the store and use any name with you wanted. I created a fake Google mail account to send the order confirmation to.
Even though I knew the most I would get from this would probably be to smell her hair if she used the hair care products I didn’t care. The thought of her reaction to getting them and that somebody still found her to be sexy and desirable was enough for me.
I got to the airport and checked the arrivals. Her flight had landed about 5 minutes before I got there. The airport wasn’t too busy since she was coming in on a Thursday night to beat the holiday rush. I waited by the security checkpoint to greet her.
I almost didn’t recognize her when I saw her. She was wearing a pair of low cut jeans and a black tank top. Gone was the bulge around her waistline replaced by some nice tight abs and what looked to be a diamond shining from a belly button piercing.
She came up and gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek. That really caught me off guard because we rarely hugged each other and actually we both always seemed to deliberately avoid it.
“Look at you!, I exclaimed. “You look great. You’re even letting your hair grow long again.” I couldn’t help but take in her beauty even if she was my sister.
Noticing my gaze she turned around a few times so I could check out the new Melissa.
“Thanks bro,” she said kissing me again. This time it was a quick peck on the lips. “I took your advice and started eating better and working out. Once I got rid of the first 170 lbs, (referring to her husband I assumed) the rest was easier than I thought. I just needed the right motivation.” Teasingly she added, “I must have done better than I thought for my big brother to be checking me out. By the way, I think you need to practice what you preach.” She playfully poked my bulging waistline.
Changing the subject before I got myself in trouble I said, “Let’s get your luggage and I’ll take you to mom and dad’s house.”
“I have a better idea,” she replied. “Since they probably are already asleep why don’t we go to Coaches so I can see the old gang there. I know you don’t really go for that but it is Thursday so it will probably be just a few of the regulars. Besides since you don’t drink much, you can be my designated driver.”
Coaches was the neighborhood bar where she used to work before she got married and moved out of state. I almost said no because I was really uncomfortable around people I didn’t know. I thought about it and was thinking by the way she was dressed she was probably hoping to meet up with a guy she once knew. I was happy for her to be getting back in the dating game so I agreed. “Ok,” I told her. “You know you ask so little of me me I can never turn down your requests.”
We got her luggage and walked to the car. I loaded it in the trunk and opened her door for her while she got in. As we were driving to Coaches she spoke, “I really appreciate this Shawn. Who knows maybe you’ll meet someone. It’s been two years since you got divorced. It’s too bad Amy had to move. You seemed to really like going out with her.”
I know she wasn’t doing it on purpose but she was making it difficult for me not to admit my feelings that the someone I wanted to be with was sitting beside me. The only reason I dated her friend Amy is because the two of them were so much alike. I quit seeing Amy is because I came real close a few times to calling her by my sister’s name when we were having sex.
As I pulled into the parking lot I was relieved to see only a handful of cars. Melissa seemed to recognize a few a cars.
“Looks like there are a few people here tonight I know,” she said.
As we walked into the bar, everyone looked toward the door to see who the new arrival was. From what I could see there were about four couples there. A few of the women got up and came over and gave my sister a hug.
“Melissa, what a surprise,” one of them said. “Are you in town for the holiday?”
“Yes, I’ll be staying for a week,” she answered. “Everyone this is Shawn.”
Melissa introduced everyone to me. They were all strangers but I said a polite hello to each of them. We sat down and ordered a few drinks. When I ordered a drink Melissa looked at me with surprise. “I just need the one,” I said for her ears only. She looked at me indicating she understood.
“You found yourself a quiet one Melissa. That’s an interesting change for you,” the bartender pointed out.
“Yes, he is but he opens up once he gets to know someone. He’s one of the nicest guys I’ve ever known,” she told them. She never pointed out that I was her brother. Maybe it was just because it was all couples and she didn’t want to seem out of place.
Melissa spent the next hour catching up with everyone. She told them about her divorce. They seemed glad that she was getting over it and found someone new referring to me I guess. As we were getting ready to leave one couple invited us to their house for a cookout on Sunday.
“Thanks, but we already have plans to spend it with my parents,” Melissa said.
When we left to leave I opened the door for her and she got in. Smiling at me she said, “You’re always a gentleman getting the door for his lady.” Tonight she was right she did seem like my lady tonight. Everyone in the bar thought we were a couple. It felt nice.
As I started to head to take her to our parents house. Melissa said quietly, “Would it be alright if I stayed with you this trip. Mom and dad always try to go all out when I stay with them and I always feel like I’ve been a burden when I leave.”
“Sis, my place is not all that big. Besides I’d go all out to make you comfortable too, just like mom and dad would,” I told her. Deep down I was worried that being alone with her like that would reveal the true type of love I felt toward her.
“I’m not worried about how small your place is. We’ll be at mom and dad’s most of the time anyway. As for you going all out to make your little sister comfortable I expect that. I just won’t feel like I was a burden afterward because you’re not as old as our parents.”
“Ok, sis like I said before I never seem to be able to say no to your requests
Walking into my apartment she looked around while I set her luggage down. It didn’t take long because I lived in a small studio apartment. It had a small kitchenette with a bar type setup to eat at. I living area with with a couch and desk. The TV was set up so I could turn it around and watch it in the bed which was against the far wall. If you’ve ever stayed at Residence Inn it was a very similar layout.
“Well now that you’ve seen it are you sure you want to stay here?” I asked.
“We can make it work. It may be small but it is a lot bigger than the room we used to share when we were little.”
“Well sis,” pointing out the obvious. “We are a lot bigger ourselves now.”
“That we are big brother… That we are…. Now if it is alright with you I need to take a shower and get ready for bed. It’s been a long day.”
She grabbed one of her smaller bags and headed toward the bathroom after I told her where to find clean towels.
While she was in the shower I changed into a pair of sleep shorts and loose t-shirt that I usually sleep in. I also grabbed a blanket and pillow and set it near the couch. Sleeping on the couch would be no big deal for me. I often fell asleep on it watching TV or reading a book and never bothered to get up and climb in my bed. Finally I turned the TV around and put the remote on the nightstand.
“Well that’s a good trick to get a woman into your bed. If she wants to watch TV she has to share your bed,” she said mischievously.
She caught me off guard and I mumbled something about I just thought she might want to watch TV and I was going to sleep on the couch and read for a bit. Then I noticed what she was wearing. She had on the silk sleep shirt from Victoria’s Secret I had bought her. Damn it complimented her new figure nicely.
“Actually, I was wondering if you’d like your old job back,” she said holding up her hair brush. She walked toward me and sat down in front of the couch. As she sat she pulled up the sleep shirt so she wasn’t sitting on it. I could tell she had the v-string on. I had a brief glimpse of her bare ass.
I sat down behind her and took the brush from her hand and started brushing out her hair. It only reached halfway down her back now. The memories and fantasies came back to me. I looked down and noticed she had the top buttons undone and a nice view of her breasts. I kept brushing as I did years ago.
“I can’t tell you how relaxing it feels when you brush my hair for me. You’re the only guy who would ever do it,” she told me.
I really was at a loss for words. Even more so as I noticed her nipples were now poking out against her shirt. I am not sure but there may have now been another button undone because I could now see the top portion of her aureola. My cock was now hard as a rock and I had no idea how I would hide it from her.
A soft moan escaped Melissa’s lips as she started to get up taking me by the hand holding the hair brush.
“Come on big brother, let’s go to bed. Your bed is big enough for both of us and I’m not letting you sleep on the couch.”
Thinking quickly I grabbed the pillow I had gotten and held it so she wouldn’t notice my cock which was now sticking out of my shorts. As she pulled down the covers and climbed into bed she made no attempt to hide the bare cheeks of her ass from my sight. As I got into bed I wondered if all my dreams and fantasies were about to come true.
“Hey sis.”
“What dear brother?”
“I just wanted to tell you I had a really nice time tonight. Your friends at Coaches all made me feel comfortable. Everything about tonight it made me feel,” I stopped not sure if I should tell her.
“Made you feel what? I think I know but you need to tell me,” she prompted.
I swallowed hard not sure I could say it. Looking into her blue eyes the words came out, “Like we were a couple that was dating. Your friends they all thought we were a couple.”
She looked back at me saying, “I know. I felt it as well. I think we both needed a night out like this. That is why I didn’t tell anyone you were my brother. I wanted that feeling as well. Do you have to work tomorrow?”
“Not really. The Friday before a holiday weekend will be slow. What do you have in mind?”
“Take a guess and ask me,” she said playfully.
Things were starting to become clear as to how we both felt. “Melissa,” I asked “Would you like to go on another date together?”
“I would love that Shawn. I think I know where also. Can I surprise you?”
“I like your surprises,” I said thinking back to the way she looked when I picked her up at the airport. There is one more thing though.” I leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. “Goodnight.”
Melissa proper herself up on her elbow looking at me with surprise. “Oh shit, I blew it and pushed it to far,” I thought. Then she smiled at me like I’d never seen before.
She leaned forward and returned the kiss lingering for a few seconds before snuggling up to me. “Goodnight Shawn” she whispered into my ear.

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What a Bus Trip

The Army took me a long way from my family and I decided to take a bus back for the holidays. Things went way better than predicted.

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Seven Fair Maidens Part One

this story is part one of seven and is my first time writing this sort of thing. The story line is different so if you don’t like it tough shit. But if you do I’ll take comments happily.

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Watching Her First Porn – 2

Watching Her First Porn – 2
…we left off with Tanya and Sissy sitting on Sissy brother Brad’s bed playing with their pussy’s. Brad sat in his computer chair naked with a big boner. They all continued to watch Tanya’s first porn vid.
..Brad…
..I was so horny now waiting for the porn vid to be over and get them to give me another show and feel. They imitated the vid and both were licking my boner, when Tanya stopped the foreplay to watch more of the hot vid. They were real close to them both sucking on my boner. I anticipated them both giving me a hot, full cum blow job. I looked at them as they’re eyes were lock on the vid. I got to feel Tanya’s tits for the first time and it was heavenly. They were soft, good size and exciting. I got to feel my sisters tits finally.
…She had the sweetest nipples and moaned when I rolled them between my fingers. They were winning the ‘make me horny’ game and I didn’t mind one bit. Tanya kept glancing at my boner. Sissy was too as the guy in the film had the two girls stacked on their backs and began to stick his cock in one girl, then pull out and in the other one. He was…fucking them both. He got both women all hot wondering which on was going to get a blast of his cum.
…Surprise…the one girl on top, got off the other girl and stuck her head under the other girls pussy. She could now lick the girls pussy, the guys balls and the underside of his cock, as he fuck her. We all watched as she licked them both as they fucked faster. They all began to squirm and moan as cum began to run out the sides of the girls pussy. The girl underneath stuck out her tongue and let the cum run out onto it as they fucked. Next the guy pulled out and shot cum in girl underneath’s wide open mouth…..
…I looked over at Tanya and sis…they were frozen in amazement to what had just been shown. I freeze framed the vid showing the hot cum shooting in the girls mouth…..
…Tanya…
…I couldn’t even imagine guys and girls doing this. I was so horny, it felt like a fire in my pussy. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen and it made me beyond horny. My pussy began to drip. I looked over at Sissy and her mouth was open and her tongue was out. She was frozen in that position. I looked at Brad…he had both hands on his boner and breathing hard….
…So…. this was what my dad didn’t want me to see. I remember overhearing him say to a friend: “Watching and having sex just feels too good, and these damn kids today just can’t handle it!”
…I knew Brad was ready to cum again. I got on my knees and quick put my hands on his and started jacking him. I just had to put my lips over the head of his boner. The second I did…..he exploded his cum past my lips and I felt his hot cum shooting in my mouth.
….I can’t explain how exciting that felt….
…He took his hands away and let me jack him with my lips still on the head of his boner. Sissy joined me and we shared sucking the head of his boner. Every nerve in my body was tingling.
… Sissy’s tongue met mine at the tip of his boner head, causing him to jump and gasp for air. He had to stop us…he managed to say it was too sensitive…too sensitive…so we just continued to lick his shaft and the cum oozing out of the tip of his boner…..
…Three am. We were all in Brad’s bed. He was between us girls on his back. I had to feel his boner some more. I loved feeling my first boner and just seemed to not be able to get enough of it. His eyes were closed, with a grin on his face. He was feeling both Sissy and my tits. I rolled him toward me and the kissing and feeling began. I couldn’t resist our fever to be close to each other. I felt his boner slip between my legs. It was warm and wonderful…
…He then rolled over to Sissy and started in doing the same kissing and they felt each other. Sissy and I were on the pill as our dads made sure of that. She had sex once with a guy at school. I was still a virgin. Sissy decided I should have Brad as my first. She rolled him over on top of me and began to feel us both up.
,,, We fell into each other and I fell his boner resting on my wet pussy. We both guided his boner in me. He was cool and took it slow as I felt my first boner ease in me. Sissy was as excited as we were and she felt both our bodies. It became smother and hotter as I felt new feeling in my pussy. Soon we had a togetherness like no other. Now he wasn’t ’pesky’ Brad but ’beautiful’ Brad. We got lost in our own world as we kissed and licked us.
…There was a strong build up of good feeling coming up inside me. Brad felt my tits and nipples. Now my wet warm pussy took his boner with ease as I thought this was going to be the ultimate peak….then I felt something under my right leg. It was Sissy’s head. Like in the vid she worked her upturned face so she could lick us as we fucked. My head was spinning as I felt her tongue at the bottom of my pussy. When Brad felt it he began to get all excited and adjusted to give her room to lick us.
….How do you describe a feeling like this….you don’t…is was out of this world as I knew it. Sissy held Brad’s balls as he was making those noises just before he cums. I held Brad tight and a steady moan came out of me as we peaked together…….his boner went high speed and then went deep as hot cum shot in me. A new feeling hit me and my pussy automatically squeezed down on his boner…I yelled something and trembled. That feeling of hot cum shooting in me was awesome…. He pulled out and shot some in Sissy’s waiting mouth. She moaned and back in my pussy his boner went. Then back out to shoot another one on her lips. Every time he put his boner back in me I orgasmed again…….He pulled Sissy around and began licking her pussy. I had never heard her moan like that…..I watch her hips, legs and pussy squirm and twitch with pleasure….
… She had climaxed big as he licked her…….
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Unknown Beginnings

The whole of this story is not erotic, but if you are looking for the sex scene, please read chapter 2! Enjoy 🙂