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First, let me apologize if there are formatting errors. I write in standard style in a word processor and that means I use standard line spacing and indentation. Sexstories presents stories as a block of text. That meant I had to got back through a couple thousand lines of text and reformat everything so you all didn’t get a block of text that would be really hard to read! I hope you all enjoy the story, and that you take the time to comment and/or vote for it! Thanks, Lukas.

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There was a very rich man who was obsessed with parties.he organised party for anything he bought be it small or big.
Once he bought a new underwear and decided to do a party.but when getting ready for party,being in hurry he forgot to wear his NEW underwear.
He went to the stage to announce the reason of the party and dropped his pants on the floor thinking he was wearing the underwear.
Seeing him all men stood up in shock.then the rich man told them “gentleman please sit down let the ladies also see”
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Brad’s first time with friends

Angie couldn’t wait to see Brad again. Even though Brad was still a child, almost 15 years younger than she was, she found him incredibly exciting. Angie could have almost any man she wanted. With her long dark hair, pretty brown skin wrapping a knockout body, green eyes & pretty face she could take her pick of many many men. Yet somehow she chose her next door neighbors 11 year old son.
Here’s one of the encounters that happened that summer.
Angie had watched over Brad most of the summer while his parents were at work. She and Brad made love several times a week since they began. She pleased him, he pleased her, she taught him that sex was a natural healthy act. Brad was a good student.
One day Brad’s mom asked Angie if she wouldn’t mind watching Brad and a few of his friends that were coming over for his 12th birthday – it was going to be a sleepover party, but the guests would be showing up for pizza and cake at dinnertime and Brad’s mom just found out she had to work until 11:00 that night. Of course Angie agreed, and her mind started racing, how could she turn this evening into some pleasure for her and Brad’s guests.
As she dressed to come over and welcome Brad’s guests, she had an idea. She began dressing extra special for the birthday party.
Angie always loved stockings and garter belts, they made her feel sexy. So she put on her white garter belt and white stockings. She had a matching white lace push up Bra that was very revealing; it exposed most of the cleavage of her perfect breasts and dropped so low it almost exposed Angie’s small brown nipples. A pair of white thong panties slipped easily over the garter belt.
“This is a good start” she thought as she found a very sheer white camisole and slip. She put those on over the Bra, thong and garter belt. She looked good. The camisole was short enough to expose her firm belly above the top of her slip. Her smooth, shapely legs looked good coming out from under the slip as they reached down to the white high heeled shoes. “hmmmm”, she pondered, “these shoes may be a bit much for the parents”. She decided to wear so more modest shoes while she greeted Brad’s guests, she would change into the spike heels later.
Over all of these she slipped a white, slightly frilly but simple dress. She was ready.
The guests arrived on in the late afternoon and Angie let the boys play a while before ordering pizza. When the pizza arrived, Angie put her plan in motion.
“Come on in boys!” she called. The gaggle of laughing boys, ages 10 to 13, came running in for pizza. They all sat around the big table in Brad’s big open kitchen and watched Angie as she brought drinks from the counter to the table. When she brought the pizza she sat down and began to eat with the boys. Waiting a few moments, Angie made her move.
“Oh No!” she cried as she ‘dropped’ a piece of pizza face down on her white dress. It made a big greasy tomato sauce spot on the lap of her dress. She jumped up and quickly explained “oh my goodness, I’ve got to wash this off of my dress right now before it stains”. As she moved towards the kitchen sink she pulled the dress over her head, the boys sat stunned and staring at this glorious woman who was now somehow dressed, but not covered by the sheer fabric of the camisole & slip.
“Take it easy boys” Angie smiled as she looked back at her audience, “I’ve still got plenty of clothes on’. She turned and began washing the spot of her dress in the kitchen sink. The boys sat dead quiet, not believing their luck as they studied Angie’s back. They stared at her white high heels, they gazed on the stockings that ended on Angie’s smooth thighs and were clearly visible under the sheer cloth of the slip. They gawked at Angie’s perfect round butt that jiggled as Angie scrubbed and scrubbed the dress. They puzzled over the garter belt and saw it was what held the stockings up. The thong panties were invisible from this angle, and the thin straps of the bra under the sheer camisole were just a suggestion of what was on Angie’s front side.
As Angie scrubbed and scrubbed, she stepped back from the sink a little, spread her legs and pushed her butt towards the boys as she leaned into the sink and pretended to focus on her dress. She knew she was giving the boys quite a show and made the most of it, wiggling her butt, pushing it up in the air towards the boys. She began to ache as she felt the moistness under the thong.
“There we go!” Angie said after several minutes and turned halfway around and held the dress up to inspect it, she knew what was really being inspected was her trimmed pussy under the thong, her smooth flat brown belly and the perfect breasts that were bursting to get out of the pushup bra. “I’ll just lay it here by the window to dry” she said as she laid the dress in the afternoon sun.
As she walked back to the table she could see the boys staring at her, she could also see the small bulges in their trousers. Except for Andrei, Andrei was Brad’s 13 year old black friend, and he had no small bulge, but a big one!
“Goodness gracious boys” she said, “you act like you’ve never seen a woman before” as she glanced down at herself. As she looked back up she said “What the heck? You can see right through these” as she pretended to try to cover up. “Well I guess you’ve already seen me…” and she took off the camisole and slip.
She was now standing right in front of them, legs slightly apart, her back very straight, her fists on her hips as the boys marveled at her athletic body.
“You guys want to make a trade?” she asked
“A trade?” some of them asked.
“Yes, a trade” she continued, “I’ll trade you my bra for all of your trousers and underpants”
Young boys love breasts, they may not know much about pussies but they do love nice tits, and it took only a second for Brad to say “I’ll trade!” as he took off his pant and tightly-whiteys and stood there with his little boner standing almost straight up. “C’mon guys!” he yelled and the other boys followed his lead. In a blink of an eye, there was a pile of boy trousers and underwear and 7 little pink boners standing at attention. As Andrei stepped forward, his throbbing black dick completed the lineup.
“A deal’s a deal” Angie said as she unclipped her Bra and tossed it in the pile. The boys all swallowed at once as her breasts swayed just a few inches from their faces. “You can take turns touching them” she said, “but I get to touch you too” as she kneeled down. “Billy, you first” she instructed as Billy eagerly stepped forward and began to run his fingers over her soft skin and hard nipples. Angie reached under him and tickled his balls, and gently squeezed his penis for a few moments. “Next!” she said as the next boy stepped up quickly and Billy sadly moved away.
She let each boy feel her breasts as she played with their hard little dicks, Andrei’s big dick was almost as big as a mans!
“OK boys” she said, “Brads mom will be home before too long, if you can all keep a secret I’ll give each of you a special treat”
“We can keep a secret, we can, we can!” they all shouted.
“All right, each of you takes turns and gets one minute to use my face anyway you want, you can have as many turns as you want, but you should use that time wisely and put your dick in my mouth as soon as you can” she said bluntly, “and everyone has to drink 3 glasses of lemonade before we start, the special treat is over when one of you has to go to the bathroom, OK?”
The boys couldn’t respond because each of them was gulping and pouring more lemonade.
“Out by the pool” she said as she walked onto the back deck. The pool was surrounded by a privacy fence so no one could see what she was doing. Angie hopped onto one of the pool chairs, sting backwards, she scooted her pussy towards the back of the chair as she swung her legs over the back. Now she was upside down in the chair, leaning back she draped her head off of the seat and gave the boys full access to her face.
The boys quickly tried to finish their lemonade as they gazed on the bronze beauty sitting upside down in the chair, long hair hanging down to the floor, mouth open, waiting to service each of them. The white stockings and high heels still on, the thong had disappeared.
“Me first me first!” several of them cried as they rushed into the back yard. Tommy got there first and started rubbing his little boner all over Angie’s face. He gasped as she drew him into her mouth and sucked him eagerly, like a puppy on a mother’s teat.
Some of the boys were already jacking off at home so they knew what was going to happen, and they loved it. The younger boys who hadn’t started masturbating yet loved it too, thought they didn’t know exactly why.
Angie tasted each one, licking and kissing whatever they put by her mouth. It was Tommy who laughingly put his butt on her face as a joke; his eyes opened wide in surprise as Angie grabbed his hips, pulled him to her mouth and obediently licked his asshole clean. “Boy’s don’t wipe very well” Angie thought and started to get a little disgusted, but she loved being ‘used’ and kept on
Each boy then pushed his ass on Angie’s mouth and each boy’s rectum got cleaner than it had been in years. Angie licked around each one’s sphincter and when it was clean she drove her tongue up into each asshole to finish the job. The boys loved it. Once they had their assholes cleaned Angie called out “every boy get 3 minutes now, I want you each to squirt in my mouth!”
“You can make me suck harder by twisting my nipples like they were speed control knobs” Angie said huskily and the first boy pushed his little rod into her mouth and grabbed both nipples hard with his little hands. He twisted hard as hard as he could, trying to twist them off as Angie squealed in pain and pleasure and sucked his dick ever harder as his hands instructed on her ‘speed control knobs’
It only took a few moments of this hard sucking and squealing for the first boy to start hunching her face faster as his little prick squirted boy cum into Angie’s mouth and onto her face. Each boy did the same until Angie’s tortured breasts were red and raw and her face and mouth were covered in cum. Only Andrei didn’t get any on her face since his dick was big enough to stretch the back of Angie’s throat and squirt his cum directly into Angie’s belly.
“I’ve gotta pee” one Ricky said just as the last boy squirted his few drops of boy cum around Angie’s mouth.
“Wait!” Angie said as she quickly jumped up from the chair and kneeled by the pool. Her white stockings were now torn, her breasts were a angry, fiery red, her pretty face & hair were glazed with a layer of fresh cum. “Use your pee to rinse me off” she begged and Ricky urgently stepped towards her and let a thin stream of urine rinse over Angie’s eyes, her nose and then directly into her mouth.
“Everybody now!” Angie commanded, knowing the lemonade had done its work. As the boys peed on her face and in her mouth she started rubbing her pussy feverishly. She writhed and moaned and groaned as she rubbed her clit faster and faster in front of these boys. The last two boys put their tiny soft penises directly into her mouth and peed while Angie sucked and swallowed and then sucked and swallowed even more.
Angie bounced up and down, rubbing her knees raw on the concrete as she approached orgasm, ripping her white stocking to shreds as the remnants hung from the garter belt. “Oh Oh OH OH AAAGGHH” she moaned as the boys looked on wide-eyed as this woman turned into a wild animal as she climaxed.
Breathing hard, almost gasping, Angie looked up smiling at the boys. They smiled back.
She rolled over and dropped into the warm pool to rinse off. As she swam, she asked “who wants to come to Brad’s 13th Birthday party?”

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Daddy’s Big Debt

It’s my first story of this kind. I classify it as hardcore, so if you’re not into this stuff, please don’t read any further. If you do, I hope you enjoy. Please leave comments. =)

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Brother in-law part 1

We met in 1983. I was a little more than eleven at the time. At first I couldn’t stand Michael. I thought he was a jerk, who always had a rude remark or answered in a way that made me feel like I was being talked down to. At this time he was dating my sister they had met in college. Every other weekend she would come home to visit. After about a year or so I got used to Michael being around. And soon found myself wanting to be around him every chance that I got which wasn’t easy seeing they were hardly ever around but I would purposely sit next to him on the couch maybe sitting to close. I didn’t totally understand with seeing as I was really young maybe 12 now. But my heart would race and my palms would get clammy whenever I was near him even or in the same room.
In 84 we moved to a big house and my sister and Michael soon dropped out of college and moved in with us he stayed on the weekends still and soon it became an everyday thing.
In 85 my sister and Michael got married and started their own family which meant that I didn’t see Michael very often or my sister. They had their first child in June of 85 a boy named Christopher. He was such a cute baby and he grew up to be a handsome well-matured man. We are very close and we share everything. Well almost everything.
The year is 1999 and I had needed a place to stay. My sister and her husband graciously opened their home and let me stay with them. The man I was with at the time was a total ass and I needed to get rid of him. He wasn’t staying with us and was sleeping out of his car or over at some friend’s house. We didn’t hook up very often as I had gotten a job working with my sister trying to save up enough money to get a place of my own again but when we did hook up there wasn’t much talking just fucking, and fucking was all this man was good for; Steve and I never in the 18 months that we were together made love. We fucked hard. He would drive his nine-inch cock deep into my pussy. Pulling my hair and riding me from behind. I would straddle him and ram myself on top of his cock, and I loved it. I think that one reason why I stayed with him so long because I knew what I would be giving up.
One night my sister had to work late and I did not so my Michael came and picked me up after work. Steve was there when he showed up to get me. My sister and I worked in a restaurant, we all decided we’d get something to eat. Steve wasn’t being very nice to me and hurt my feeling way too many times in front of Michael. When Michael and I got home that night, we were sitting around the computer drinking some spiced Jamaican rum and coke, and Flipping through some porn sites together when, our conversation changed pace a little. “ Are you happy with Steve?” he asked
“ I guess” I answered
“He doesn’t treat you very well”
“I know I just need the time to break it off with him”
“ I just don’t like the way he treats you, you deserve so much better”
Many of my friends would tell me this and I just brushed it off I knew he was a jerk but hearing it from my friends meant nothing but when Michael said this to me it made an impact and I knew what I had to do. I knew I had to tell Steve it was over.
It was almost time for my sister to be getting home. I stood up to leave and he pulled me in close. Looking into each others eyes he made my center jump and come to life. His hug was what I had needed in sometime it was a genuine hug that made me melt. He bent in for a kiss and I received it. It was just a little kiss on the lips and nothing else happened that night. I went to bed and laid there for sometime. I couldn’t get what had just happened put of my head. I had always drempt about kissing Michael among other things my pussy was now throbbing and like other times when he invaded my head I need to release the pressure that swelled my pussy lips and caused my pussy to leak love juice. I reached down and ran my hand over my pussy feeling my wetness I took off my panties and threw them beside the bed I placed my hand back over my pussy and squeezed it lightly arching my back off the bed. I stroked myself for what seemed like two minutes before I was already getting off my breathing quickened and my juices were flowing down the crack of my ass I had two fingers inside me as I used my other hand to rub my clit I could feel myself begin to cum my legs tightened and my breasts swelled I came for about what seemed to be a whole minute. With the thought of Michael touch still burned in my center, I needed more from him. I wanted more from him but being as he is my sister’s husband I just couldn’t cross that line but the next day I could feel his heat even more every time he looked at me or came into the room hell just thinking about him caused me to sweat down below. About a week later Michael and I were sitting on the couch together watching late night Tv my sister and the kids had all gone to bed my hands were clammy and I wanted him so much to touch me again. He must have read my mind because he reached over and started rubbing my pussy through my pants. Oh my god I thought is it really happening, is the man I have liked for so long actually touching me? I know that sounds kid like but it’s exactly what ran through my head. Being still kinda shy. I wasn’t sure I should reach over and stroke him but I took a deep breath and said the hell with it. I ran my hand over his hard thick cock I could tell it was painful just from how hard it was he needed to be released from under Michael lounge pants I went around the waist band of his pants and drew my hand in closer to his cock which was already oozing pre-cum. Stroking him a few times, as Michael continued to rub my crotch through my pants I too had on lounge pants I pulled the waist band of my pants away from my body and allowed his hand to find my hot wet pussy his fingers felt so great he ran his fingers over my lips and over my clit before putting his fingers inside me he went slow at first and than faster by this time I had Michaels pants pulled down so I had total access to it leaning over as Michael continued to finger fuck me I put his cock between my lips running my tongue over the head before swallowing him Michael cock is about 6 inches long but about 4 inches around. He filled my mouth fully could take him to the back of my throat but there was no way I would ever be able to swallow him I continued to work my mouth and tongue over him feeling his cock tighten I knew it wouldn’t be long. I could feel my own orgasm build I worked myself over his fingers I kept sucking him as he blew his hot creamy load over my tongue and into the back of my throat. His cum tasted so yummy, I could eat his cum for lunch. I sucked every last drop of his load as I came over his fingers. My whole body twitching I could feel the fire corse throughout my whole body. We fixed ourselves and laid back against the couch. Our breathing is quick. We look at each other with pure bliss. All I could do was smile, but than my sister comes to mind how could I do that to her, her husband she let me stay here and I just sucked her husband off. I went to bed. His face still burnt in my mind.
When we had the time, we would try to talk but time was never really a thing that either of us really had my sister and I had the same work schedule and she would bring me in to work and drive me back home so that didn’t happen very often one Day She had a different schedule or something and I needed Michael to bring me in and pick me up since he worked right down the road I would just walk down and wait for him seeing he had longer days than I did after he had closed up the store and we were waiting. For people to leave we stayed behind. Io followed him around waiting for him to get done everything. He walked over to me and started kissing me our bodies meshed together we hadn’t kissed since that first time and I had so wanted to feel his lips on mine again but we knew there wasn’t much time as she would be expecting us home soon so we had to rush we always have to rush as we must never get caught it would cause way too many people to get hurt. He leaned up against a display I unzipped his pants and freed his hard cock from his slacks. I went to work. Working over his cock with my mouth again, It felt so good in my mouth as I was sucking him I thought how good it would be just the two of us to get ways for a night I knew that would never happen but it is a nice fantasy. It didn’t take long for him to fill my mouth. Gently squeezing his balls with my hand I sucked him dry. I stood up as he zipped his pants I thought we were done but I guess we weren’t he turned me around so I was resting against the same display a display that held huge TVS he undid my pants and pulled them down around my ankles pulling down my panties with them his mouth found my crotch a wave almost electric coarsed throughout my body I wave of heat rose to my neck and face. I moaned loudly. Reaching a hand behind my ass he tilted my crotch closer to him so he could get his tongue into my wet snatch, which was now dipping with my own pre-cum. He worked me over with a talent I had never been given before. His tongue playing hide and seek with my clit causing me to ache. My center couldn’t take it very long. I felt my body begin to twitch. The balls of my feet begin to hurt and I came with a fury.all over his face he lapped me up the best he could. Flicking his tongue over my clit, We put ourselves back together, he went in to wash his face, Before we headed home the whole ride home I kept looking over at him and smiling that was so nice. No real words were exchanged on the drive home.
A few weeks later, with only our Monday night adventures, im not sure why, but she had to leave early in the morning and I didn’t. I knew about this and thought the whole night before how it would be so nice to wake up with Michael in the room with me. I had gotten off three times the night before thinking about it. Each time I was about to get off I’d hold back just a little causing my orgasms to be intense causing me to want to scream out. Bitting my lip was the only way not to. After the third one I was spent and drifted off to sleep I was completely naked. With the hopes that I would be joined in the morning, To my delightful surprise Michael also took the opportunity and joined me. I was awakened by his gentle touch as he stroked my back with soft hands. At first I almost though I was dreaming and as I slowly became aware of my surroundings I realized it was true. I didn’t let him know at first that I knew he was there. And continued to let him feel me. I couldn’t take it anymore and finally rolled over. Kissing him full on the lips our tongues meeting slowly at first I sucked him in our passion running over as we had never had sex before and I wanted him inside me so bad but he had other things he wanted to do to me first he kissed his way down my body. Stopping at my tits he took a nipple in his mouth and ran his tongue and lips over it my back arched off the bed as if I was trying to get him to take the whole thing in his mouth. He repeated on the other one squeezing my breasts in his hands he brought them together and ran his tongue over them both quickly. His hands stroking my sides as he moved his head down my body reaching my center he puthis mouth on my sex, he flicked his tongue over my clit lightly at first causing me to moan looking up at me he put his fingers to his lips “shhh.” I knew why, the kid’s rooms were right next to mine and we really didn’t need them hearing anything. He continued to devour me whole, taking me in as if it were his last meal it wasn’t long before I was flooding his face he lapped up my juices but, didn’t stop I slowly pushed him away taking his cock in my hand I eased him back so he was lying on his back now. I took him in my mouth. I worked my mouth over him feeling the softness of his cock skin and the hardness that occasionally came across my teeth biting the head gently he groaned softly. I continued to suck him and stroke him wetting my palm with my spit. I worked my hand over him quickly easing my head down I took one of his balls in my mouth sucking on it like I did his cock but not as hard. Still stroking his now rock hard cock I could see the veins bulging out I ran my tongue over it sucking him side ways the entire length before swallowing him again. I wanted him inside my dripping wet pussy (no scratch that) I needed him inside me straddling him I aimed his cock into my hot hole and with no difficulty my pussy swallowed him whole. I moved up and down on his rod feeling it hit the back of my pussy getting up on my feet I held onto his shoulders and rode him fast and hard his cock scratched every itch he had caused me I just knew that one time was not going to be enough and I knew that this was going to be an every chance thing from here on out. I came again quivering on his cock I could feel my juices run down the sides of his cock and pool at the base reaching down I stroked the part that was not inside me reaching around I caressed his balls as I continued to fuck the man I had loved since maybe 12. Easing off of him, he took me from behind fucking me hard. I met his rhythm with my own. And fucked him back I wanted him inside me as deep as he could go. I felt another wave rush over me and I came again. As I felt his cock swell inside me, he too came. Filling my pussy with his hot cum I could feel it hit the back of my cervix and slowly drip out of my hot hole. I was trying really hard not to be loud burying my face into the pillow but he made me feel so good. Holding each other we kissed not yet uttering a word to each another, words did not need to be spoken for we knew what the other was thinking and feeling. He had a funny feeling he told me later and got up and left smiling back at me through the door before closing it. Im so glad he had that feeling because my sister came home about five minutes later.
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Welcome to the Family

I hope you enjoy my story. Bits of it are true but mostly a work of fiction, I’ve changed the names to. I look forward to some feed back

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Nora 1

Nora’s mother is trying to have a baby by a married stranger. This starts giving Nora ideas…

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SCENE IN AN OFFICE

This is the second in an occasional series of stories called ‘Scene in a …’, all of which are a single scene in a particular type of location. They are ‘point of view’ stories, and you can imagine that you are either the narrator or the ‘you’ character – I hope you enjoy the result as much as I have enjoyed writing it! This is happening in an office, somewhere in your town, right now.

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I Love My Little Sister!-Part One

Part one: I love my little sister!
I remember being eight years old, in a hospital and worried. My mother had been swelling up and now she had broken something, so she was rushed to the hospital. I had no idea what was wrong or what would happen next and even now, I don’t mind telling you how scared I was when the doctors told me to leave the room as mom screamed in what was obviously intense pain. Hospital doors are made so that screams can’t be heard from outside unless they’re really loud and you’re really close, which I was, so I could. After an hour of uncertainty and fear, the doctor opened the door. Mom wasn’t screaming anymore, so I ran in and found her…holding something. A towel, maybe? I came closer and saw that it was a baby.
Mom looked at me and smiled. “Meet your new baby sister,” she told me. She sounded so meek, but the child had my interest now. As soon as I reached out to touch the baby with one finger, she reached back and cooed contentedly. Mom smiled at the sight and whispered to me.
“Her name is Kari.”
From then on, if anybody wanted to bother her, they would answer to me! A lot of people did try to bother her throughout school. She was the girl in grade school all the boys would pick on so their friends wouldn’t tease them for having a crush on her. In junior high, those same friends hit on her relentlessly. I got in a lot of fights and a lot of suspensions for her, but I don’t regret it. Not only was I sticking up for my little sister, I also got to defend a pretty girl in distress.
Yes, I would call her a pretty girl. So would you, if you ever saw her. Strawberry-blonde hair that she usually kept straight with one of those arch things girls put in their hair sometimes, blue eyes and, ever since she turned twelve, nice breasts. Not that I was checking her out at twelve, of course, but when you’re around someone all the time, eventually you will notice things like that. When she was twelve, I thought she had potential to be gorgeous. Now that she was sixteen, she had proven me right. Those breasts had since grown from little bumps into lovely mounds, shaped very nice. I know because she often sends me pictures of herself whenever anything happens to her, good or bad. The good times made me want to share them with her and the bad times made me wish I could still protect her.
But I couldn’t anymore. I hit twenty-one years old and decided it was time to go make my mark on the world. And to do that with any of the skills I had, I had to leave the state. Kari cried the day I left, which was heartbreaking, but I promised her I would come back as often as I could. She still cried but she let me out of the surprisingly strong bear hug she’d been using to keep me from getting in my car. She e-mails me several times a day, often when her teachers say she shouldn’t.
Today is Kari’s first day at a new school. The one she went to before was the target of an arsonist thats been hitting this town lately. That or someone had insured the building recently. In any case, the first day of her previous schools were never easy for my sister. The boys hit on her, the girls instantly became bitter toward her for not wanting the attention they would have killed for and teachers would make her introduce herself in front of everyone, something she hated to do. Kari never did come to enjoy being the center of anyone’s attention since it usually wasn’t a good kind of attention that people paid her. Today she e-mailed me, saying she was scared and that she wished I was there with her. I didn’t tell her, but I got the e-mail on a plane on my way there. I couldn’t very well miss my dear sister’s second first day of high school, could I?
My sister’s e-mails aren’t always what you’d call sisterly. Whenever I mention that the girls here aren’t biting, her reply always comes back with “If only we weren’t family”, and later “If only you weren’t so far away”. And when I do find a girl for the night or a few months, her jealousy is obvious even though the internet. Once she actually told me that she would be a better girlfriend than the one I was with at the time. She may be right, since that bitch ditched me for a guy with a yacht a month later.
Kari tells me that she’s never had a boyfriend and that she isn’t interested in any of the guys at school. When I ask what kind of guy she likes, she says simply “a guy like you”. That message came back with an attachment of her kissing the camera.
Speaking of attachments, a month after I left, Kari had her eyes checked and it turned out she needed glasses. Having always been so open with her, it was no secret to Kari that I like girls with glasses. My first girlfriend had them, which was partly why I approached in the first place. Anyway, when Kari got them, she sent me a picture of herself in them, which I said looked cute. Barely fifteen minutes later, another set of attachments came featuring her in her glasses and various outfits, most very revealing. How revealing, you ask? Well, lets just say that since she was fourteen at the time, I was very lucky nobody with law enforcement saw them.
But enough about that. The plane had landed, the rental car had brought me to the house I grew up in and the time was 3:45. Kari would be home any minute, expecting an empty house (mom got a new job which turned Kari into a latchkey kid). Won’t she be surprised.
Kari’s car, a beater that had me thinking about everything from thermal breakdown to locking brakes soon as I saw it, pulled in the driveway less than five minutes after I had gotten there. I hid behind a chair and opened the front door. She opened it, looking confused and cautious. “He-…hello?” She sounded more than nervous, meaning the joke was over. I stood up and she dropped her bag. Kari vaulted effortlessly over the ottoman between us, landed against my chest and wrapped her arms and legs around me on impact. She’s a light girl so it didn’t hurt or anything, but it did knock me back against the wall. Thats ok, I thought. If she was that happy to see me, I could endure a non-painful push back. I put my arms around her and she rubbed her cheek on my shoulder and face affectionately.
“So,” I said, soundly ludicrously casual considering. “How was your day?”
“Best of my life,” she sighed.Part two: I love my big brother!!
For as long as I’ve been alive, I’ve loved my big brother. What’s that? “Every sister in the world says that,” you say? Well, I’m a little different.
Matt, my brother, has always been so cool. He would show me all kinds of interesting things when we were kids, like the woods behind the elementary school I went to and this really cool view of the city from up on a hill. I think that was when my love became different from other little sisters’. What girl could help but melt and fall for the guy who showed her her first sunset while he held her hand? He taught me all the little things, too, like how to tie shoes and stuff. When some boy would pick on me, he always came to help me, like a superhero.
He was so amazing, I wanted to be just like him. Or I did when I was really young. But ever since I was like six, I didn’t want to be him, I wanted to be with him. I wanted him to love me like I loved him, not just as a sister. It wouldn’t happen, of course. I’m too realistic to think he would ever seriously date me, but as long as I could daydream, in one place at least, we were a couple.
When he told me and mom and dad that he was going to become an actor, I had absolute confidence he would succeed, though now I can’t help but wonder if he would have stayed in this town with me if I hadn’t said so. That didn’t matter. I could never tell him something like that just so I could see him everyday. Acting was his happiness, and he needed to go after it.
I’ve never cried more than I did the day he left. Not after falling out of a tree, not when they shot Bambi’s mother, not ever. I think it was because for those times, he was there for me and when he left, he wouldn’t be anymore.
When Matt said he wanted to be an actor, what he meant was that he wanted to do voices in cartoons. And Matt, being the talented man he is, got jobs at two major studios his first year, something he says is a miracle in the business. I expected nothing less from him. The voices he used when he read to me were incredible. Even though the shows he’s on aren’t very funny, I never miss a minute of them and I even saved up to buy one on DVD. He thanked me for the seven cents he got from it.
Now, I don’t care how much like monkeys you consider the boys around you, when you’re a fourteen year old girl, you’ve got love and sex on your mind. I know I did. Not only that, you’re interested in your new more mature body and you want a special man to be interested in it too, right? I’m a little embarrassed to tell you this, but when I got these glasses, I sent a pic to Matt and guess what he said? He said they looked cute on me! I guess I got excited because I sent him like twenty more pics and some of them were pretty R-rated. I didn’t show him my boobs or anything, but pretty close in some of them. I can’t believe I’m saying this in writing, but I kinda hoped he was jacking off to me. You can’t imagine my disappointment when he only briefly mentioned how ”cute” they all were.
Even if he wasn’t ogling me, thinking about him doing it led me to my first sexual arousal, then my first time playing with myself. I thought about Matt, alone in his apartment looking through the pics I sent him, masturbating while imagining he was having sex with me. I wasn’t entirely sure what a man’s stuff looked like then, I’m still not really, but just the thought of him thinking that was too exciting not to act on. Dad came home before I could climax, though. Someone always does. Did they bug my room or what?
Today I had to go to a new school since someone torched the one I used to go to. Just when I was in a comfortable loner’s niche, I have to re-establish myself as the girl who isn’t interested in anyone there romantically. The day dragged and every single one of the teachers made me introduce myself. Apparently the boys in my classes have never seen a girl who was uncomfortable in front of so many people, because they either thought I was weak or adorable for blushing. Can’t I just be shy when twenty or thirty people are gawking at me like anyone else? I have never been come on to more than I was today, and I may have only been more embarrassed when I sent Matt those glasses pics, but at least that felt good too. Today was just miserable. The only thing worse is knowing it’ll happen again tomorrow and the next day and the next day and the next…ugh!
Where are you, Matt? I need you today.
My car, which I’ve affectionately started calling God’s Gift to Mechanics, managed to get me home again, despite it’s best efforts to die on me many, many times.
Oh my God. The door is open and mom and dad are at work. Plus they never leave the door hanging open like that. Maybe…uh, maybe they called an exterminator or something. I go in. I’m so scared. The only thing I’ve got to fight someone off with is my bookbag, and it isn’t that heavy. I wish I was strong like Matt. If I was, I would never be afraid of anything. Matt, if you can hear me, please…
He heard me. Matt is here, in the house. He’s really here! Everything but him is a blur and he’s coming closer. It seems like it takes forever, but now I’m hanging on Matt, my big brother and he’s hugging me back! I feel safe again. I feel so happy, it’s like the rest of the day never happened!
“So, how was your day,” he asks me.
With my cheek on him and with him holding me like he used to, it’s the…
“Best of my life.”
Eventually, I let my feet touch the floor and lean back to look at him (and to let him look at me, which he does!). I don’t know how, but I managed to not kiss him right there. “How long are you going to stay this time,” I ask him, hoping he’ll say something like ‘just long enough for you to pack because I want you to come live with me’.
“Why, are you sick of me already?”
“Of course not,” I kinda gasp. “Can’t you tell how happy I am you’re here? Or do you need me to take my shirt off and show you how excited I am?” Oh my God, I just came on to my brother! I hope he says yes…
“Uh, no, that won’t be necessary. I believe you.” The way he stutters when he says it gives me hope. “I’ll be here until Monday.” Oh, I forgot to tell you. Today is Thursday. Which means I have three days plus tonight to convince him to stay with me or me to stay with him. And while I’m at it, I should find out if he’s attracted to me. I’m sixteen now, so I’m legal, so if he is I can try to get him in bed without worrying about it being illegal.
Suddenly, I feel very wet.Part Three: My little sister loves me
Kari looks a little distracted since I told her I’d be here until Monday, so I ask her ”something on your mind”. She opens her mouth to say something, turns beet-red and shakes her head. I shrug and hug her again. Her body is soft and smells feminine, so you can hardly blame me for keeping her close for a little longer than planned. She didn’t mind. in fact, she looked a little unsatisfied that I’d let her go when I did.
We sat down on the couch. More accurately, I sat on the couch. Kari sat on my lap sideways. One of her breasts was right in front of my face, so close that, if I thought she wouldn’t scream and slap me, I could have licked it without moving my head at all. Maybe she wouldn’t. She did seem to be moving herself so that every few seconds, her closest breast would touch my face. It would be so easy to start sucking it…
No. She was my sister and if I tried that, she would hate me. I held myself back from what I was thinking about doing.
Kari and I caught up with each other until mom and dad came home, and I repeated the story for them, along with Kari’s occasional “Isn’t that cool?”. My parents married at thirty, so by now they were old enough to be tired right after work and they went to sleep fairly soon. Then it was just Kari and I, which seemed to make her very happy. She turned on the TV to a digital music channel, an R&B channel. A song I hadn’t heard before came on in which every other word was “kiss”. Kari looked like she had something she wanted to say to me, but like she was stopping herself just before it got out. After the song ended, she let out an audible breath and looked at me.
“Big brother? What…what’s it like to kiss someone?” She blurted it out. This must have been what she wanted to say before.
“You’ve kissed mom and dad, right?”
“Not like that,” she said. “I mean a real kiss. The kind of kiss you used to give your girlfriends.”
“Oh,” I said, a little nervous. The way she was looking at me reminded me a lot of how a girl would look at me when she wanted taken. “Well, I really wouldn’t know how to describe kissing a guy. You do like guys, I assume?”
She lay her hand on mine and said a very soft “yes”. Her lips quivered slightly and her eyes were slowly closing. No mistaking it, this was a “kiss me” face. My sweet little sister wanted me to show her what a kiss was like, not just tell her. She continued in a very soft and pleading voice. “Will you give me my first kiss, big brother?”
I couldn’t say no. My hand caressed the side of her face and our lips met. She tasted sweet, but felt shaky. Her skin felt burning hot on mine. I could feel the air coming in and out of her nose rapidly and in short, almost panicking breaths. I honestly couldn’t tell if she was really turned on or afraid.
Surprisingly, she pulled back first. She was breathing hard and was looking at me like that kiss wasn’t nearly enough. “I can’t hold it in anymore, big brother! I love you! I don’t mean like a sister, I love you like…like love-love!” As she finished saying this, she pulled her skirt up, her face darkening as more leg was revealed, until she was showing me her panties, white cotton and damp. “I need to tell you something else,” she said as I could only stare at her face and then her panties. “I could always hear you having sex with your girlfriends, and I wanted it to be with me instead. I was too young to know exactly what was happening at the time, but I knew you were both being intimate together. I wanted to feel that way with you. I still want that, and I’m not a kid anymore. I want to have sex with you, Matt.” No matter how obvious it had been made in the words that had led up to it, to hear her say “I want to have sex with you” was still a bit shocking. I hesitated and Kari cupped my hand in hers. “You’ve always been there for me. Please, be here for me now.”Part Four: My little sister/big brother lusts for me!
This was all so sudden. I had only been here a few hours and my sister was pleading with me for sex after asking me to kiss her. Her eyes were teetering between joy and tears, maybe so whatever I answered could be shown quicker.
“Please, be here for me now.”
“Thats fighting dirty,” I whispered as I kissed her again. This time, she was closer to calm. Her breathing started erratic like last time, but I kissed her long enough for her to even it out.
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My big brother was finally kissing me, and my wildest, best fantasies couldn’t even try to compare! As the kiss went on, I felt less like a scared junior high girl and more like…well, like a woman. The kiss felt so natural and right. When I told my friend about the pics I’d sent Matt, she acted disgusted and said I was into incest. I’d never heard that word before, but it sounded like a bad thing. Well, I know what it means now, and she was wrong. It didn’t feel dirty or wrong or like a sin. I love my brother and now it at least feels like he loves me too.
What could be wrong about that?
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Kari was becoming more active in the kiss, stroking my shoulders with small delicate hands and subtly moving forward so it took me by surprise to feel soft weight on my lap.
However, after a moment of kissing this way, she again separated our lips. “I want to show you these.” She took a deep breath and lifted her top, showing her white cotton bra. Her breasts looked so soft, I wanted to reach up and free them from their cloth prison. Kari looked nervous.
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I looked down self-consciously at my chest. I wish I had bigger boobs. I wish I had known Matt was coming so I could have worn a sexier bra instead of this boring white one. It isn’t even lacy or have designs on it or anything. He didn’t like it, I knew it. He was staring at it, not saying anything.
Then he touched me! His hand came up slowly and he put it on one of my boobs! I gasped and I think my back might have arched a little, I’m not sure. I was too occupied with Matt’s hand on me. It felt so strong, but was playing with me so gently.
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“Why hold back,” I asked myself. Kari wanted this and I wasn’t exactly against it myself. My hand touched her breast, which made her gasp and arch her back in a way that pressed it against my palm. She smiled and her hips started rocking very slightly. I don’t think she even realized she was doing it, but I sure as hell did. Feeling her wet and getting wetter panties moving back and forth on my dick under my pants was impossible to ignore.
My free hand slid up her back to the hooks of her bra. Even I was surprised at how fast they came undone and her bra fell halfway off of her body. She made no effort at all to catch it and in fact pulled it off the rest of the way.
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I suddenly became aware that I had started moving my hips when I felt something moving under me. At first I couldn’t tell what it was, but it dawned on me soon enough.
My hips were grinding on my brother’s lap and it was giving him an erection! He likes it! I was so happy, but before I could do anything with it, his fingers went up my back, making me shiver in pleasure. Suddenly my bra was loose. He must have undone it while I was shivering. I was so glad to be rid of the ugly thing, I shucked it off without thinking that now he could see my boobs.
I sat on him perfectly still as I waited for what he would do next. I gasped and this time I know I arched my back when he kissed my nipple and then started sucking on it! I heard myself moan quietly.
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I took Kari’s breast between my lips and used them and my tongue to stimulate it. She responded with a soft moan and by pushing it against my face more. She became more and more vocal, moaning at first, then gasping and finally using words.
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It felt so amazing! I tried for maybe five minutes to tell him how much I loved it, and even after that all I could say was “yes…yes…I love it…oh, big brother!”
Once the words started, they came out easy. Maybe too easy. I started telling him how I loved him and always looked up to him and things like that, which was fine. But then, I said something I didn’t plan on saying.
“Oh, big brother…let your little sister suck you too.”
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I stopped tasting her breasts and pulled my head back. Hearing her say that made me almost fully hard and I know she felt it from her gasp and smile. Kari climbed off my lap and got down on the floor in front of me. Very gently, or maybe nervously, she unzipped my pants and was utterly stunned when my mostly hard cock sprung out.
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His thing was huge! I looked it up and down in amazement. “D-do I…what do I do?”
“Huh?”
“To…suck it…”
He told me to wrap my lips around it and move my head a certain way, which I did. His response was both immediate and, from the sound of it, overwhelmingly good! That made me confident in what I was doing, and I took more of it into my mouth. I felt so proud to be pleasuring him so much. I felt something tickle my panties in a very nice way and soon I was making the same sounds as Matt.
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Kari was surprisingly good at sucking dick for having only moments ago asked how to do it. She made me feel so good, I couldn’t keep all the pleasure for myself. Unfortunately, from where I was, all I could do was rub her with my big toe, but she loved it. She moved herself around until she found a spot that felt the best (I knew it was her clit, but I don’t think she knew it, since she had to search for it) and ground on it, moaning and breathing hard through her nose as she sucked me faster and deeper.
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I love sucking my big brother’s thing, but I loved his toe on me even more! There was this little kinda thing that when his toe touched it, I felt like I did just before mom or dad got home and stopped me from finishing my fantasy. The pleasure was immense, almost too much to handle! I was glad I had “something” in my mouth to keep me from being too loud.
My whole body started to feel strange, like being nervous, but in a good way! My pussy was moving on it’s own and…I……felt……ohmygod…!!!
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Kari felt like she was gasping, moaning and screaming all at the same time. From how wet her panties got and how fast they got that way, I realized that she was cumming. She played with her breasts to heighten the pleasure, and the sight and feelings were making me not so far behind with my own orgasm.
“I’m…oh, fuck…!!…Kari, I’m gonna cum….!!”
“What?”
“I’m gonna ejaculate!”
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“Oh.” I must have been good at sucking him because he was about to climax too! That meant he was going to shoot sperm out, didn’t it? What was I going to do with it? What could I do with it to prove I wanted to be his forever, not just tonight?
Then I knew.
I sucked him again, bracing myself for what was coming.
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Her reaction proved beyond a doubt that she wanted me to cum in her mouth. Just the idea of shooting my load into my little sister’s mouth, and it being her preference, made it happen.
I threw my head back and then forced it forward so I could watch Kari’s face and breasts as I came hard in her mouth. It shocked her at first, but her eyes closed halfway and she sucked me some more to get it all out. If I weren’t so short-sighted, I would have tried to hold some back for another round, but instead I gave her all I had to give. It felt like a pint.
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Matt groaned and then something started shooting out hard into my mouth. I thought he was peeing at first, but once I realized I’d made him climax, I just wanted more. It felt like there was a pint of it and that wasn’t enough. It tasted vaguely of….something sweet and familiar, but I couldn’t picture it. But the taste wasn’t important. What mattered to me was that the hot fluid he was giving me was undeniable proof that I had had a form of sex with him and that he had enjoyed it!
Besides, I loved it! There was something so…profoundly good about my big brother ejaculating in my mouth, I knew I needed him to do it again and again and again! Even as he ejaculated now, I kept trying to get more out of him. For a long time, he gave me what I wanted, what I had only just had for the first time but was instantly addicted to. I swallowed every gush eagerly, hoping there would be two gushes to replace it. He didn’t ask me to, but he didn’t need to. I wanted to swallow it.
But, like all good things, it ended. He stopped shooting it, then stopped oozing it and dripping it. He was out of sperm, or close to it. I gulped down the last of it, crawled up next to him and lay my head on his chest.
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Seeing Kari swallow my cum in big gulps without me asking her to just made more come out of me, which she seemed more than happy to receive.
Once I gave her all of it, she wiped her mouth and sat next to me with her head on my chest. I held her and she hugged me.
“I love you, big brother.”
“I love you too, little sister.”
“Will you take me tomorrow?”
“Take you as in….take you?”
“Mm-hmm. Take me to bed and make love to me.”
“Is that really what you want?”
“More than anything in the world.” She kissed my cheek.
“Yes. If you still want that tomorrow night, I’ll make love to you.”
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I was ecstatic! He promised he would, and my big brother never breaks his promises! I kissed him and cuddled with him until I fell asleep.
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Kari fell asleep on me, which was very nice. I always enjoyed cuddling with girls after sex, and would have liked to fall asleep with her, but mom or dad would be down before we woke up, and if they caught Kari topless and me with my dick out, it would be very very bad.
I got me and Kari’s naughty bits covered up (Kari sighed and smiled as I dressed her, muttering “Matt…” in her sleep. God, she’s cute!) and let myself drift into sleep with her.
To be continued…

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Gangbanged in a Night Club Toilet? story 12

Firstly, my name is Lucy and I’m 24, 5ft 5 with long thick blond hair, 32c breasts and I weighed at that time about 110. Most people would say I was nicely put together, my ex always said I was well fuckable. When I think back over these last few years and the number of men I’ve had sex with, is frankly shocking for most people to comprehend. My need to be fucked, used and treated like a whore is something I have difficulty controlling.
It has been several months since I broke up with my X, and my need to be fucked was almost constant. Things were getting out of control. My sister was starting to get fed up with the number of men I was bringing back to the apartment and she sat up worrying if I didn’t go home at night. It was becoming difficult to get fucked, used by a stranger without my sister getting upset.
I needed to find a way to keep my sister happy and still fuck when I needed too. At first, I would fuck guys in the toilets of a night club or bar and still go home alone at night, which kept my sister happy.
Occasionally, when the need got too strong; I would go into sex shops. I could easily find someone to have sex with in one of the video cabins. Usually older guys with glasses who probably hadn’t had a real woman in years.
One Saturday night, I met a guy in a nightclub not far from home. He wasn’t great looking, but he was the first guy who tried to chat me up and I was dripping wet and desperate to be used. I wore a little black dress and black bra. I left my knickers at home. I knew why I was coming here. To find a guy and fuck him in the toilet. Knickers would just et in the way .
I took a guy by the hand and led him into the toilet. I tried to drag him into a cubicle where he could use me but he had other ideas. He grabbed me, lifted my little black dress up around my waist and picked me up. There were 5 or 6 guys in the toilet, staring at us as he dropped me onto one of the three sinks and pushed my legs a part, exposing my bare neatly trimmed pussy to everyone in the toilet.
“Grab her kegs,” he said to the group of men.
Within seconds my legs were being held apart by two guys I’d never seen before. I watched as the guy I’d come in with undid the belt on his trousers, pulled out his hard cock and rubbed the head against my pussy lips.
“What you waiting for,” I moaned.
“What do you want?” he whispered into my ear.
“Fuck my cunt,” I mumbled loud enough for everyone to hear.
“What a whore,” I heard one of the guys say.
Within seconds I felt him thrust into me. His bare cock felt so big inside me cunt. He pulled out and rammed it back inside hard as I cried out.
“Fuck me harder,” I moaned.
He rammed his cock in and out of my cunt as fast as he could manage. My pussy lips were swollen and my juices started to drip from my cunt and drop onto the floor.
“You’re such a fucking slut,” he said loudly.
I heard the door start to open and I turned my head towards the door. He stopped fucking me with his cock still buried deep in my cunt.
He looked towards the door. “Bloke the door and you can fuck her when I’m finished with her,” he aid loudly.
One of the guys pushed the door closed and put his foot against it, blocking it in place.
I felt him pull his cock from my cunt and ram it back in hard and fast. My heart was pounding in my chest at the thought of all these guys watching me get used like a whore. I started to wonder how many of them were going to fuck me afterwards. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and cried out as I came for the first time.
“I going to fucking cum,” he shouted and rammed his cock deep inside me one last time. He arched his back grabbed hold of my tits with his hands and squeezed them tight. I felt the warm rush of spunk shout inside me. Rope after rope of hot sperm filled my womb and I came again.
He stood there for a few seconds ad pulled away from me. His cock slid out of my pussy and his cum poured from my cunt onto the floor. For a second, while he did his pants up, I wondered what his name was. But I didn’t really care.
I watched him walk towards the door and slip out before they blocked the door again. I counted them now. There were four of them left, two holding me legs, one holding the door closed and one stood in front of me.
The guy in front of me was fat and bading but he didn’t look that old. Maybe 30 or so. He moved between my legs and pulled his fat cock from his pants. I knew he was going to be the next to fuck me. My heart pounded even faster as I saw him take his cock in his hand and rub it for a few seconds.
“Get her tits out,” the guy as the door shouted.
The fat guy in front of me pulled the straps of my dress down and then yanked the top down releasing my black bar covered tits. He yanked on my bra down popping my C-cup tits out so they could all see. As he grabbed his cock and began feeding it into my cunt I felt more hands grabbing at my tits and squeezing them hard. The guys at my sides were each using one hand to hold my legs apart and the other to fondle my tits.
I felt the guy between my legs ram his cock into soaking wet pussy. “Don’t cum in her,” one of the others said. “She’ll be too wet for the rest of us.”
He didn’t answer, he just carried on. Slamming his cock into me, he screwed up his face and yanked his cock from my cunt. He wrapped his hand around his cock and began to pump it hard.
“Get her on her knees, he shouted.
The two guys released my legs and pushed me from the sink. I landed on my knees on the piss covered floor. A second later a hot rope of spunk splashed on my face. I opened my mouth to catch the rest of his salty cum in my mouth. I swallowed it.
“You filthy slut,” he said squeezing the last few drops of spunk from his cock and rubbing them into my cheek with his bell end.
One of the guys who’d been holding my legs apart pulled me to my feet. “Bend over slut,” he said.
I did as I was ordered. I was dripping with sweat and my pussy lips were vibrating. I bent over for him. I reached down and started to rub my clit with my right hand as I waited for this guy to fuck me; I looked up into the mirror as he stood behind me. He was licking his lips. I’d never seen him before, a complete stranger was about to take me from behind and use me as a cum pot. My mouth filled with saliva with anticipation and my pussy inched with the need to be filled.
I felt his cock pushing against my pussy lips. My head resting on the sink as he slid inside me. I didn’t even notice him pull his cock from his pants, but it was buried in my cunt up to the hilt. He grabbed my waist with his hands and began fucking me.
“Fuck her faster,” someone said loudly.
“Make her your slut,” another voice said.
“And hurry up, I want me turn with it,” he said. That turned me on. Was he calling me it, or referring to my pussy as if it didn’t come attached to another human being. It didn’t matter. I wanted him inside me.
He guy pounding me from behind must have got over-excited. After only a minute he pulled his cock from my pussy and splashed his hot spunk all over my arse. Less than a second later the next guy was inside me. Ramming himself into my cunt hard and fast.
“Fuck that slut,” the guy at the door said. I looked over at him. He was the best looking of the five and the only one who hadn’t penetrated my body with his cock. I could see the way he was looking at me, desperate to touch me. To fuck me. To use me like a cumslut and fill me with his spunk. I’d seen men look at me like that before and I was always too weak to say no as they treated me like a fuck toy. I wanted him inside me, more than I’d wanted the others. The guy behind me groaned out loud and I felt his hot sticky spunk fill my cunt, missing with the load already inside me. I was looking forward to finally getting fucked by the guy at the door.
I second later the door was forced open by the bouncers. I was stood there with my tits out and spunk running down the inside of my legs.
“Get out all of you,” the bouncer said. The guys were walked out and they stood there as I fixed my dress and washed out my mouth. There was a crowd of guys at the toilet door, all waiting to get in and use the toilet. The bouncers walked me to the exit.
“Don’t come back,” one of them said and shoved me out the door.
I looked around and I could see the three guys walking away indifferent directions. They didn’t know each other after all. They’d just shared some slut they found in the toilet giving it away. And that was me.
I hurried after the guy who’d held the door closed and grabbed his arm as he walked down the street.
“You didn’t get to fuck me,” I said.
He smiled. “My cock’s so fucking hard for you,” he replied staring at me.
“You want to take me somewhere. I’ll do anything you want.”
“God yes,” he said pushing his hands down over my arse.
I took hold of one of his hands and led him down a dark street. We found a dark alcove behind some bins. He pushed me against the wall and drove his tongue into my mouth.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he said. “Get on your knees and suck my cock,” he ordered.
“I dropped to me knees and watched while he pulled his 8 inch cock from his pants. It was bigger than any of the others. I didn’t really care about how big it was. It’s more about being treated like a cheap slut and the amount of cum I end up with than the size of the cock.
“Suck it slut,” he moaned. “Suck my cock like a good little whore.”
I sucked and licked has hard cock. My head bobbing up and own as I rubbed the base with my hand.
“You’re a good cock sucker” he moaned. He pulled his cock from my mouth. “Get up slut,” he ordered.
I stood and looked up into his eyes. I could see his need in his eyes. I wanted him inside me. He lifted me from the ground and I rapped my legs around his back. He pressed me against the wall and I used my free hand to direct his massive 8 inch cock towards my throbbing pussy.
He slid easily into my cum filled cunt and fucked me against the wall.
“ahhhh,” I maoned. “Make me your slut.”
He quickened his pace, slamming into me as hard as he could.
“You’ve got too much cum in your cunt,” he moaned as he pounded and trust deep into me as fast as he could.
He dropped me to the ground and turned me round. He pulled my hips out and I lowered my head to give him easy access to my arse.
I felt his bell end press against my sphincter and slowly push into my arse.
“You like it in the arse whore.”
“Yes,” I moaned. “Fuck my arse. Fuck it hard,” I begged.
He pushed harder inside me. I relaxed my sphincter until I felt his balls slap against butt cheeks.
“Now I’m going to fuck you you slut,”
He pulled his cock from my arse and slammed it back in hard and I cried out in pain. He didn’t stop. My pussy juices and the spunk from my cunt acted as a lubricant and he fucked my arse harder and harder.
“I’m going to fill you with spunk you filthy slut.”
I felt his hands snake around my body and cup my tits, squeezing them hard.
I heard something next to the bins and I turned my head. There was a homeless guy, maybe in his fifties with greasy grey hair and stubble on his chin. He was watching me get used like a whore and I started to cum again, screaming out loud.
“Cum in my arse,” I cried.
My stud started to groan out load and ram his cock harder and harder inside me. Then I felt it. Hot ropes off spunk shooting deep into my bowls. It felt so good. My legs buckled under me and I fell to the floor. I lay there whilst he looked down at me exhausted.
He turned his head to the homeless guy. “Why don’t you come over here and fuck her?” he said.
I started to shake my head no, but my stud said, “don’t be a selfish slut. He probably hasn’t fucked in years. Let him use you.” He said it as an order and I lay there on my back on the floor.
I watched as he did up his pants and usher the old guy towards me. The tramp was kneeling there, smelling of alcohol and sweat. He reached down and pushed my legs apart, my tits emposed to him.
“Fuck her,” my stud said. “She’s your whore now.”
He dropped down on top of me. Pinning me to the ground with his weight. I felt his cock pushing into me. He groaned and moaned constantly and frantically, his desperate need to come inside me took him over.
My stud turned and walked away, leaving flat on my back with a fifties something year old tramp who smelled lying on top of me, riding my cunt for all he was worth. Then I felt it, hot streams of spunk flowing inside me, filling me and leaking out of the sides. He stood up, but away his cheesy covered dick and said; “thank you.” He turned and left me there, on the floor in a dark ally. I took a few minutes to recover myself and then slowly walked home with spunk seeping from my arse hole.
When I got back to the apartment my city was sat in front of the television. It was about 2am, but she often waits up for me.
She looked at me, “Fucking hell Lucy. You stink of cum. How many guys did you let fuck you tonight.”
“Not that many,” I replied
“You know, if you’re going to fuck this many guys you may as well get paid for it. At least a brothel would be safer,” she said. “They’ll all wear condoms when they fuck you.”
I thought about what she said. She was right. Why didn’t I work in a brothel? A could fuck several guys a day. I wouldn’t be able to get cum in my pussy or arse, which I loved but I wouldn’t catch anything either. I knew that I could always swallow cum or drink it out of the condoms when they left. I decided I’d give it a try.

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A Slave with Two Masters

I had been searching for my true Master for a while. I found him but couldn’t be with him for over two years. Finally we are together and he introduces another Master for me to serve as well

Fiction

how the doctor helped me out

God I hated it only being me and my mother some times. Like when things came up that was really hard to talk about with your mother because your father was an asshole and ran off on us when I was a baby. I was having a problem and needed a doctor, but didn’t want to tell my mother why.
I was a shy kid and didn’t have many friends; I hung out at home a lot but didn’t have internet like all the other kids. So it was just being home reading and watching TV. I didn’t know a lot about sex yet and didn’t know that I was different from other guys either.
I was having pains in my balls and didn’t know why; so I told my mother that I needed a physical for school because I was going to be a senor that year. I bought it and scheduled one for the following week. Later she told me that my old doctor retired and that the client had a new one. I told her ok and waited for the day of the appointment.
That morning I got up and showered and headed down stairs for my mother. She came down a couple minutes later and we headed to the doctor’s office. When we got there I was getting the pain I would get and the reason why I needed to come to the doctor. I had to wait for what felt like years till me name was called. A nurse came out to the waiting room and called out my name’ I got up and walked to the doorway as my mother got up too to follow me in. I turned to her and told her that I didn’t need her to come but she told me that was fine and she couldn’t stand the wining children anymore. This was not what I wanted be couldn’t tell her why I wanted to be alone; I thought that once we where in there I would figure out how to get her out of the room.
We got to the room and the nurse took my temp and blood pressure stuff and handed me a gown to put on and wait for the doctor as she walked out and closed the door. I looked and my mother and she told me that I didn’t have any thing she hasn’t seen before; i told her to turn around and close her eyes. She did and I took off my cloths all but my boxers and put on the gown.
About five minutes later the doctor came in and they weren’t what I was thinking. The doctor was a young redhead with those deep rich blue eyes and a killer body. I know that I was shy and all but I was still a guy. I didn’t take my eyes off her till she sat down; just looking at her body and how good it looked even in scrubs. The doctor started to tell me that her name was Dr. Jamie Cole but she just like to go by Jamie; I was snapped by this and stumble my words as I told her that my name was Harry. Jamie started to give the basic physical checking my breathing and heart and having me laid back and push on my stomach. Then she sat down and started to run through all the back ground questions; my mother helped me with some. When we got to the end she asked was there anything else that she needed to know about before we ended. I turned a little red in the face because I didn’t really want to tell this to a female doctor. Coming here I thought I would get a guy and this would be easier to do, but no luck. She saw that I was turning red and told me that it was ok that she was a doctor and not to worry.
I told her that it was hard because my mother was in the room; so came close to me and I whispered in her ear that I was getting these pains in my balls a lot. I told her that the pain would come and go to a point that it hurt a lot, and then if my dick got hard it would hurt more. The doctor giggled a littler making me turn even more red; she sat back and told me that I was fine and that I was having what kids called “blue ball” and it was from the build up of sperm in my balls. When she said this I turned deep red in the face because my mother was sitting right there.
Jamie told me to stand up and pull down my boxers. I told her that my mother was there, but my mother told me that it was ok and that she would just turn around. She did and I nervously pulled my boxers down for the doctor. When I got them to my knees I stood back up and the doctor picked up the gown a little to have a look. When she did; she let out a gasp with a “oh my”. I asked what was wrong and the doctor said nothing; it’s just I’ve never seen one so big. With that my mother turned around and her jaw almost hit the floor. “My. My sweety” my mother said and I yelled at her for looking and tried to push down my gown.
I didn’t know that a nine inch long very thick dick that I barely got my hand around was different, but I didn’t like my mother looking at it. The doctor said it was alright and that if she was my mother that she would want to see it too. I had a special cock and there was no shame in seeing it. She asked how many times a week did I jerk off and I told her that I did it once or twice a month. The doctor then said that was the problem because I was making a lot of cum and not releasing it. She took hold of my balls and asked if they were hurting now and I nodded yes; I guess it was the size of my cock got her horny because as she was looking me over she was stroking my cock at the same time. This was making me hard and when I had a full boner I tried to pull away but Jaime told me that she was going to help me with the pain. She asked if I was having sex and I told her no as she continued to stroke my cock.
By now I was beet red and to make matters worst my mother was there too just looking at my cock. The doctor was stroking my cock and the feeling was better then anytime I would jerk it myself. Then there was a new smell in the air; I didn’t know what it was but it smelt good. I turned my head to where the smell was coming from and there was my mother rubbing her pussy through a pair of wet panties. This was kind of hot for me seeing my mother with one high heel shoe on the edge of the counter and her pencil shirt pulled up above her thighs. She had nice legs and I guess the sight of my big dick was making her as horny as me.
The doctor turned to my mother and asked if she wanted to help with the problem I was having. My jumped at this and came over to me and put her hands around my cock and started to stroke it with Jamie. After a couple of minutes of this the doctor stood up and got behind my mother and as she was telling me that next I would need some visual to help with the problem. She started to unbutton my mother blouse; as Jamie undid the top and open it to revile a black bra that covered her big tits. My mother just kept jerking my cock and working the balls.
The doctor then undid the bra and my mother’s tits fell out and sagged down. Jamie took my mother tits in her hands and squeezed them and pinched the nipples. This was pushing me over the edge and I told them that I was about to cum.
The doctor quickly grabbed a cup from the counter and told my mother to get as much cum in it as possible. My mother took the cup from her and stroked my cock a few more time before and blew my load. The cum was so much that I got a lot all over my mother’s tits before she got the cup in front of my dick. By the time I was done the cup was about half way full and my mother had cum from her face down to your saggy tits.
The doctor handed my mother a towel to clean up, but she was just fine with eating my cum from her. Jamie took the cup and my charts and told us that she would run the cum and to hear back in a week and come back in. She also told my mother that she should help me so I didn’t get backed up again if I needed it. My mother smiled at me as she closed up her blouse. I got dressed and we headed out to the waiting room; as I was signing a form so the doctor could run the test another mother standing next to my mother tapped her on the arm and told my mother that she had something on her cheek. My mother took her finger and scooped it off and sucked it off into her mouth. She smiled at the lady and told her that she was helping her son with a problem and thanked her for pointing it out. I heard this and turned red as I looked the lady in the face and saw that she relies what it was. I grabbed my mother’s hand and pulled her to leave the doctor’s office.
In the car I told my mother that I wouldn’t need anymore help, but my mother say that she was going to make sure that I didn’t have this problem ever again.

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