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YACHT TRIP BY SEA WITH MOM Part 1

I walk to my cabin the right opposed of Mom’s cabin. As I close my door the way it close Mom was still standing there looking at me. Lucky my cabin was near the toilet and basin

Poem

Venus and Adonis – A poem by William Shakespeare

Venus and Adonis is a narrative poem by William Shakespeare published in 1593. It is probably Shakespeare’s first publication.
The poem tells the story of Venus, the goddess of Love; of her unrequited love; and of her attempted seduction of Adonis, an extremely handsome young man, who would rather go hunting. The poem is pastoral, and at times erotic, comic, and tragic. It contains discourses on the nature of love, and observations of nature.

True Story

Stephen’s Huge Cock Pt. 1

Disclaimer: These events are 100% true.
This whole story starts in the summer before my freshman year. I had been going through puberty for quite a while. My hormones had been raging. I was always wanting to masturbate every chance I had. I watched porn like any normal teenage guy. I watched straight, bi sexual, and gay porn. There was just something about gay porn that intrigued me. I don’t know if it was their beautiful cocks or the guy’s looks.
Now let me tell you about myself. I was 14 at the time. I was 6′ 2″ and around 200lbs. I had about a 5 3/4″ dick. I guess that’s a little bigger than normal, but I was always afraid I was “small”. I have a brother named Kurt. He had lots of friends (of course I did too), but he had one that stood out in particular, Stephen. Stephen was 18, at the time, had had just graduated from high school. He was around 6′ 3″ or 6′ 4″. He was very muscular, he had played on the high school’s varsity football team. Stephen weighed around 220 or so.
My brother told me a story about Stephen one day. Kurt said, “Stephen fucked his girlfriend and she said, ‘Stop! It hurts! I think your dick is too big for my pussy.’ Stephen just jacked off on her tits since he couldn’t fuck her.” This really happened. I was so amazed that someone I knew had a huge dick! That story got me so horny! I would fantasize about Stephen’s huge cock. They were the best orgasms I had in a long while.
This is where the story really starts. It was a normal summer day. I was home alone because my parents were at work and so was my brother. It was my parent’s anniversary that day, so that meant they wouldn’t be home for most of the evening. My brother, Kurt, had invited Stephen over after he got home from work. They mostly hung out in the garage, talking about hunting and fishing. I had walked into the kitchen at the right time. Stephen was walking out of the garage door to take a piss right outside of the garage. I quickly ran to a window to see if I could get a peek at his huge dick. I had trouble seeing it at the first window, so I ran to another one. Finally, I could see part of his shaft and his beautiful dick head! Stephen quickly turned around, for some unknown reason, and looked straight at me. “Oh crap! I hope he didn’t see me!” I yelped. I ran back to the living room and acted like nothing had happened.
After a couple of days, my parents had to attend a party. Kurt had invited Stephen over again, but Kurt wouldn’t be home until 6:30. So it was around 5:00 and I was relaxing in the living room, watching TV, and I hear a car door slam. I thought Kurt was home early, but no, Stephen had pulled in. “What is Stephen doing here?” I said to myself. He knocked on the door, and I motioned him to come in. He came in and I said “Kurt won’t be here for another hour and a half.” “Oh, well do you mind if I stay here until 6:30 then?” Stephen asked. “I don’t care.” I replied.
We sat in the living room watching TV. Then after 10 minutes Stephen said “The other day, I took a piss outside of the garage.” “Umm, ok…” I said confused. Stephen replied, “Were you looking out of the window, trying to see my dick?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said. “Were you or were you not trying to see my dick while I was taking a piss? You don’t have to be ashamed, especially when you were trying to look at my huge dick.” Stephen said. I said guiltily, “Alright, yes I was.” “I knew you were and I don’t mind one bit!” Stephen said reassuringly. We sat in silence for about 2 or 3 minutes and I “broke the ice”. I stammered, “C…Ca… Can I see it?” “See what?” Stephen asked. “Your supposedly huge dick.” I said. “Oh sure! I’d really like that. Its been a while since I’ve had a decent hand job.” Stephen replied.
I slowly approached the love seat, where Stephen was sitting. I sat down beside him and slowly lifted my hand towards his crotch. He helped by unbuttoning his jeans’ button. I unzipped his zipper. Stephen readjusted his cock so I could easily get it out through his underwear opening. I reached inside of his underwear and “unleashed his beast”. It was the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. It must’ve been at least 9” long and he wasn’t even fully erect. I took his huge cock in my hands. I immediately got the hardest erection ever! “Wow this is a lot bigger than I expected.” I said. I started to rub down his cock and masturbate it.
“I have an idea.” Stephen said. “What?” I asked. “Why don’t you give it a little suck?” Stephen asked. “I guess.” I replied. I slowly licked the tip of his cock. Then slid my mouth down over his shaft. His cock was so big that when I deep-throated him, I only went half way down his shaft. I kept sucking slowly on his big dick. I then started to pick up the pace. Stephen started to let out quite moans, so I stopped before he came into my mouth. “Do you have a condom with you?” I asked. “Yeah! I always carry one in my wallet.” Stephen replied. “Let me see it.” I said. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out aTrojan condom. He gave it to me and I ripped open the package and rolled it down his shaft. I quickly ran into the bathroom and grabbed the baby oil. I drenched his protected cock in lube.
I straddled his lap and took ahold of his huge cock and guided it to my asshole. I felt the tip of his dick head touch the entry way of my asshole. I guess my horniness got the better of me because I would’ve never “jumped the gun” on fucking a dick that huge. I slowly slid down on his shaft. The pain was kind of bad at the beginning. But it felt so good! Stephen let out a soft moan as I slid down even further. I kept sliding down.The pain started to come back as I reached the bottom his huge shaft. I slid back up his thick shaft. I kept sliding up and down on Stephen’s cock. Stephen started to moan louder and his breathing shortened. “Tell me when you are gonna come. I want you to count down for me.” I said. “Alright.” Stephen replied. I picked up the pace. It felt like I was in heaven. “You might want to get off. I’m about to come.” Stephen said. “Alright.”I replied. “Take the condom off and give me a blow job, so I can unload in your mouth.” Stephen said. So I grabbed his condom and pulled it off. I started sucking his cock again. His breathing shortened and he arched his back.
Finally after 2 or 3 minutes Stephen said, “I’m gonna come! 3… 2…” I started to quickly suck him off. I felt his dick muscles tighten and then I felt the first round of Stephen’s sweet spunk. He let out the loudest moan. He shot load after load down my throat. I had trouble swallowing. He shot load after load faster than I could swallow. Stephen’s breathing started to slow and his loads of his sweet sperm started to slow as well. “Get up and stand right in front of me.” Stephen said. “Ok.” I agreed.
After I stood up in front of Stephen, he licked the tip of my dick where my salty pre-cum had started oozing out. Stephen started to suck me off. It wasn’t long before I let my huge load blast all over his beautiful face. I started to slow down. I wiped his face up with my hand and shoved it in Stephen’s mouth so he can lick up all my cum. Stephen sucked it all up and even sucked on my fingers.
After we had cleaned up, Stephen said, “Let’s do this again sometime.” “Yeah! I really liked it.” I replied. And by that time, Kurt had pulled in. “Next time we do this, I have another friend who has a big dick, too.” Stephen said. “Yea! Awesome.” I replied.

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The Sex Shop – story 16

Firstly, my name is Lucy and I’m 24, 5ft 5 with long thick blond hair, 32b 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. I didn’t find it difficult to get guys. They just came to me and I had difficulty saying no. Young, old, good looking, ugly, thin or fat. If they had a dick I needed it inside me.
I’d been working at the brothel for a little more than four months and I was still fucking Faith’s Dad whenever he came to London for business. But there were some days when that just wasn’t enough. I hadn’t worked for three days and it was mid week, which basically meant I hadn’t fucked for three days. I know that that doesn’t sound like a very long time to go without, but for me, a girl who needs to be fucked or finger fucked (at the very least) on a daily basis it felt like an eternity.
It was periods like this that I felt unsure of myself. Days when I knew I’d have difficulty in controlling my urges and I’d do something stupid like fuck a stranger in an alleyway or go into a bar I hadn’t been in before, wait till a guy tried to chat me up and then ask him to take me somewhere and fuck me. Often that would be in the toilets of said bar, the back seat of a car, behind some bushes or on one occasion bent over a wheelie bin.
My heart was pounding in my chest and it felt like my blood was boiling inside me. I checked out guys walking past me in the street wondering how it’d feel to have them inside me. My knickers were soaking wet as I turned the corner and felt a wave of relief. There was a sex shop on the corner. I remembered seeing it before but I’d never been in. I’d been to a few sex shops before and I knew a lot of them had cabins where you could pay to watch porn. I had a vibrator in my bag so at the very least I thought I could get myself off before continuing on my mission to do some grocery shopping.
I walked straight into the shop without looking around outside and closed the door behind me. I surveyed the shop. There was one guy I could see checking out some DVDs. He was maybe 55. I walked past him and looked at the title. ‘Daddy does teen’.
I walked to the counter. There was a younger guy, maybe 30 behind it. He looked up at me and smiled.
“We don’t get a lot of women in here,” he said. “Especially women who look like you.”
I smiled. “Thanks. Eemm, do you have cabins here?’ I asked.
“To watch films?. No, sorry. We have a porn cinema down stairs. But there are normally a few guys down there wanking themselves off.”
“That’s ok,” I replied. “How much is it?”
“Normally it’s £10, but you can just go down if you want,” he smiled.
He pointed out the stairwell and I started towards it. He called me back before I got there. The old guy looking at the DVDs left the shop and we waited for the door to close. “You know, if you go through the door on the left there’s a glory hole.”
He smiled at me. “If you want.” He added.
I looked around. “There’s no one here.”
“Someone walks in every 5 minutes around here.” He held up his hands and added, “ it’s up to you.”
I turned and walked away towards the stairs, but the idea of doing a glory hole was making me wet. Just before I reached the stairs I changed direction and went through the door. I was inside a small closet, with just enough room for a stool. I sat in front of the stool and looked directly into a dark hole. I sat and waited for what seemed like an hour, but was probably only a few minutes.
I was a little scared and excited. I hitched my skirt around my legs pulled my panties off. I sat back down on the cold stool and played with my clit. Suddenly a dim light came on on the other side of the hole. I looked through but all I could see in front of me was a pair of jeans so I pulled my head away and waited. I knew the guy behind the counter was wearing shorts and so I wondered who was on the other side of the hole.
I semi-hard cock poked through the hole. It was big and black even semi-hard. I wrapped my fingers around it and massaged it to full erection while the voice on the other side moaned. I took the cock in my mouth and licked the tip. I spat on his cock and rubbed my saliva up and down before deep throating him as best I could with the wall pressed against my head. I rubbed my clit as my head bounced up and down on his cock sucking and licking while massaging the base with my hand. I heard him moan and thrust his cock forward as much as he could.
“Suck it slut. Suck my big black cock like a good little whore,” he shouted.
I wanked and sucked him harder, egged on by his filthy mouth.
“Harder slut.”
Then I felt it. His hot sticky, salty spunk striking the back of my throat and coating my tongue.
“Drink my cum you filthy bitch.”
I swallowed as fast as I could, but rope after rope splashed out of his japs eyes. I chocked and pulled away as the last squirt struck my lips. I caught my breath and licked his black cock clean.
When he pulled his cock back through the hole I stood up and pulled my skirt down. I picked up my knickers, wiped the cum off my face and then I slipped them into my handbag and turned to leave. That’s when another cock came through the hole. It was big and white and attached to grey pubes. I couldn’t go without giving the old guy a day to remember so I sat back down. I drank the old guys cum, then another three guys after that before I opened the door and left.
I looked around the shop, the guy was still standing behind the counter. He gave me a dirty smile and I wondered if I drunk his cum. The though that I might have, got my pussy tingling. The idea that I might have let him cum in my mouth but I didn’t know if I had or not was exciting. So much so, even with five different loads of cum in my stomach, I was hornier than when I walked into the shop.
I smiled back at the guy behind the counter and went down the stairs. I could hear the sounds of fucking coming up the stairs. It was obviously a porn film. I stopped at the bottom of the stairs. There was a guy stood I front of me. His back towards me looking at the film on the big screen. I walked up behind him. With the noise of the film he didn’t hear me or see me. He was lent against the left wall of the passage and I could see that he was rubbing his cock as fast as he could.
I stepped up beside him; lent my stomach against his right side and looked at him. He was a shocked to see me standing there so I reached out and grabbed his cock knocking his hand away. I wanked him hard and fast and his left hand went for my tits. Pushing inside my red v neck t-shirt he squeezed them hard. His right hard went around me, found the hem of my skirt and inched it up around my waist. He pushed and finger up my arse and a moaned.
I looked across, from right to left. There were maybe thirty seats. Three older guys sat, watching the film slowly rubbing there cock. Then I noticed the fourth, just a half meter away to my right. His left had reached out and rubbed up the inside of my legs until he found my pussy and massaged my clit with his fingers.
Suddenly the guy standing in front of me moaned and his cum flew from his cock as I continued to rub it frantically. His spunk coating the aisle between the two sides of the cinema. He turned away and almost ran back toward the stairs.
I felt a pair of hands around my waist. “Cum here bitch,” he said and pulled me down into the seat. My back pressed against his stomach. I dropped on top of his cock.
“Wait,” I moaned.
“Shut the fuck up. The only reason a girl like you comes to a place like this is to get fucked. So stop fidgeting and let me get my cock in you.”
I stopped moving and I felt him directing his hard cock towards my pussy. But before I could do anything he used all his strength to pull me tightly against him, thrusting his hard cock straight up into my arse.
I screamed out in pain. I couldn’t believe how much it hurt. And yet it felt so good to have this stranger inside me. Then I noticed the other three men in the cinema. All looking at me, alerted by my scream.
The guy with his dick in my arse signalled for them to come over. They all stood in at the same time and walked towards us, there cocks out.
When they stopped in front of me the guy behind me said. “This filthy slut came to get gang fucked. Help me get her cloths off.”
The guys in front of me pulled at my t-shirt, pulling it over my head leaving me just wearing my red bra. With each movement I rode up and down on the cock in my arse. Feeling it ripping the flesh inside me each time he tried to thrust up inside me. He unclipped my bra and suddenly my tits were out in the low light.
One of the guys must have been close because he stepped up and shot his cum on to my tits before directing his cock into my mouth so I could suck it clean. He buttoned up his trousers and left.
When he was gone one of the others said “What a waist. I’m going to cum in her cunt.”
He quickly pulled his trousers off and climbed into a position in front of me. With some manoeuvring of my little body his slowly pushed his big fat cock into my tiny little cunt stretching it wide.
I lent back as they lifted my legs over the seat in front. I was now sandwiched between these two strangers and with each hard thrust of a cock in my cunt my body lifted off the cock in my arse and then dropped back down onto it as the guy in front pulled his cock from my cunt.
He fucked my cunt harder and faster forcing my arse up and down on the second cock filling me.
“Ahhhh,” I creid. “Don’t stop. Fuck me harder. Please,” I begged.
I could feel tears running down my face as the road me like a cheap slut. “I feel like a real slut,” I moaned. “I’m a whore,” I creid out.
“You’re a fucking filthy slag,” the guy behind me shouted.
“I’m cumming,” they shouted in unison and I felt a hot stream of spunk flow into my arse. A second later a second thick load of cum filled me cunt.
“She a fucking cum filled slag is what she is,” the other said as his cock dropped from my cunt.
I screamed out loud as I orgasmed. My arse clamped down on the cock inside it and my pussy lips vibrated as cum dripped out of it. Everything went white for a second and then they tipped me onto the floor in the aisle. Stood up and started to get dressed.
The final guy, the only one who hadn’t cum looked down at me on the floor. His cock was out and hard. I rolled onto my back and opened my legs for him. It didn’t seem fair to let every guy here either fuck m of cum on me and leave him unsatisfied.
He dropped down on top of me positioned his dick at the opening to my cunt and pushed his old cock inside me. He was easily the oldest guy here, 65, maybe a little older. I was surprised my the force he used to drive his cock inside me and pull it out again before fucking me rigorously. He breathed heavily as he thrust away.
I cried out as I came again.
“Fuck her old timer,” one of the guys said.
“Yes, fuck that young cunt,’ the other shouted and then they walked away.
“Call me Granddad,” he mumbled into my ear as he continued to thrust his hips, ploughing his dick into my cunt.
“Fuck me Granddad, please,” I begged. “Make me cum Granddad.”
I moaned as he fucked me. “I’m cumming,” I screamed; arched my back and tipped my head back I let out the loudest scream as I came for the final time.
Then I felt my pussy filling with hot spunk as the old man collapsed on top of me. “Thank you little girl.”
“That’s’ ok Granddad. You made me cum.”
He smiled at me before climbing to his feet and putting his cock away. He left without saying another word. I slowly got dressed and made my way up the stairs. When I arrived at the top I could see it was dark outside.
“I’m just closing up,” the cashier said.
“So much for getting some shopping done,” I said.
“Do you want to go for a drink?” he asked.
“A drink or do you want to fuck me?” I asked.
“Ok, I want to fuck you,” he replied. “But you look exhausted.”
“How about we get a drink,” I smiled, “then you can take me back to your place. Then I can take a shower before you take your turn,” I replied.
“As long as I get to fuck you tonight,” he smiled.
“You can fuck me all night. I think I’ll be too tired to go home by the time you’ve finished with me.”
He grabbed his coat and keys from the table. “Let’s go,” he said and grabbed a DVD from behind the bar.
“Where we going to get a drink,” I enquired.
“My place,’ he smiled.
“So much for giving me the time to get some rest.”
“Don’t worry, I got us a film to watch.”
I looked at the title ‘teenage gangbang’ and smiled.

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Fiction

“MOM CODE I”

Mothers Code
By Blueheatt
….. For some reason, all us mothers have a code that is taboo to ever talk about. We don’t talk about our sexual feelings for our sons or daughters. It’s somehow so taboo, so unthinkable, so naughty, we never talk about it. (except in low whispers with a friend who will never ever tell we talked about ‘it’)
Mothers will say (outwardly) how disgusting, sick, weird or say that any sexual feelings about our sons or daughters is just nasty. They’ll say how a mother that does that should be somehow punished, their kids taken away from them, shunned, and be outcasts from society.
Oh…. you may have a very close friend that you talk in whispers to, maybe after a few drinks, that will express her true feelings about her sexual feelings about her kids. I had such a friend.
We broke the code…..
…..and It stayed broken between us.
Every chance we got, we talked about it, because?…it made us excited sexually, plain and simple. Let’s just call me, Julie, and her Lynn.
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A few years back we both had 12 years olds, my boy, and her girl. We were comparing notes about them. A few glasses of wine, and I broke the code. I asked her if she ever got turned on when she felt her little girls body. She got quiet for a while. Then a devilish smile, she leaned real close to me and whispered: (“…oh god Julie!, you too?”) and that was the start of us talking hush hush about our sexual feelings about our kids.
Our husbands were out of town one weekend, and I wanted her to spend the night with me. We put the kids in other rooms and we got together in my bed. We both were dying to talk privately together. We said just talking bout it was making us both hot and turned on, big time. We turned out all but a night light and closed and locked the door. It was all quiet now, total privacy. We were both getting wet in anticipation. She whispered: (“ Before we start, ..do you masturbate?..”), I giggled and said (“….hell yes!..”) She smiled big and said: (“When I secretly think about my girl touching me, or me touching her, I always like to masturbate while I think about it….do you mind?”) I said: (“..may I join you?”), we giggled quietly. We took off our panties, opened our legs and started in rubbing our vagina‘s. Our open legs touched and that made it all the more exciting. Masturbating together with a close friend was very hot, and very taboo.
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She told me how it first started with her,….
When she gave her little girl, about 9yrs old, a bath, is when she first got the ’tingles’. Feeling her smooth little body all over while washing her was more and more a turn on. The little girl liked it when mommy washed her little vagina, and giggled. One time she got brave and got in the bathtub naked with her.
Her little girl was wowed at mommy’s big titties and the hair between her legs. She asked: “Mommy, can I touch your titties?” Lynn told her:
“Oh yes, I’m your mommy, it’s ’ok’ to do that.”
“Julie, my little girl started touching, feeling, then stared my nipples. She then just started sucking on my nipples and playing with them. I got so hot when she did that, I closed my eyes and gasp for air.
Then she felt my pubic hair, and ran her little fingers through it and she liked to comb it with her fingers as a comb. Then she rubbed her little face on it.
The first time I let her do that, I orgasmed hard, and shivered and shook. She smiled and asked if I was cold. I said:…. “Oh no…(gasp)….mommy just got a nice feeling from her doing that.” She said she got tingles when she touched her little bump, right here. She opened her little legs wide, looked down, and put her finger on her little clit.
I should have felt very guilty….but I didn’t…it felt good to have a wonderfully intense orgasm that way, and I wanted more. I told her that all this was our ’girls secret’ and to never tell what we did in the bathtub. ….’Ok?’ She, at 9yrs old then, said she would never tell anyone ever, and that was our secret just between her and I,…………. and she never has.
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Lynn’s story got me so hot… I felt dizzy. My fingers were wet from feeling my vagina, and my clit was so sensitive, I could hardly touch it.
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I told how I started getting tingles in my vagina when I felt my son’s body. Dressing him, bathing him, and feeling him for no other reason that to get a sexual feeling. Little boys are more curious and he loved to look at my tits. I let him take long looks while I dressed or changed clothes. I slowly put on or took of my bra. I felt my own tits and played with my nipples as he watch, wide eyed. At nine years old, we too had a talk about secrets and I made him understand. He agreed and to this day we have our ’little secret.’ He got little hardons now, and ’mommy’ would rub it and make it feel good. He love that, and if we were alone, he would request we go do ’that’ we called it. I would take him in the bathroom and lock the door. I loved jacking on his little dick and the first time he had a little shot of white cum shoot out….I orgasmed.
It was so hot as I held his little dick in my hand and felt his first cum between my fingers. When he left, I got really bold and licked my fingers… his little cum was erotic tasting and I orgasmed again when it touched my tongue.
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We both were now breathing hard after telling the events so far. We closed our eyes and rubbed our vagina’s faster. I felt her hand grab my leg to steady herself. She was trying not to moan as she lifted up her hips up high and shook as she had a big intense orgasm. I was right with her, and steadied my self with my hand on her leg too. I unconsciously squeezed her leg as I moaned and lifted my hips high,….shook hard and had a big orgasm too. We shook for a while, and moaned quietly. Our hands still on each others legs. Feeling each others orgasms that way was a very erotic event we had never had before. We lay quiet…then she whispered:….(“….I think (gasp) we’ve found a new turn on, Julie.” )…I agreed and whispered back: (“..Later, I think (deep breath) I think next time I would like to turn around, so we can face each others vaginas (gasp) and we can watch us do ’that’ again, I have a powerful urge to watch your vagina orgasm, very close up next time.”)
It was a very exciting and wonderful night. We’ll keep what we did late in the night….very private,…..for now.
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Well I’m here to finally talk about the ‘code’. We both felt, if our kids said they didn’t want do something, we would always honor that and not do it, but so far, that has never happened.
Our kids are a little older now, and we still have our special ‘secret’. Her daughter and her still go in the bathroom and have their ‘private’ time, my son comes in my room and we too have our….’private’ time. Sneaking a hot feel still takes my breath away. We get so hot so fast when you only have a short time to touch our body’s.
Now days, I can make him cum in my hand in a short time. He can make me orgasm so fast, I almost faint. Lynn and her daughter carry little vibaratiors with them and can orgasm each other fast without moaning…(usually,)….. (I’ve heard them as I listened at the bathroom door before…that always gets me so hot.)
What they don’t know is Julie and Lynn, we have our, ‘private’ time too, when we talk about the latest happenings with our growing kids. We wait until we can spend the night all alone with each other, we get naked, and…..well…. the story’s gets us so hot we…..turn off all the lights……
(whispering….”do you mind if I put my hand on your leg Lynn?” …“Of course not Julie, you know you always can,…. Wow, your trembling, you must have a hot story for tonight. If you don‘t mind, I think I‘ll put my hand on your warm leg and just masturbate while you tell it.”
(This was the way we like to tell the latest hot story’s. Somehow the human contact, makes us so very hot as we talk.)
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“….Well, (gasp, pause), you better hold my leg tight as I tell you about my son. Last week he reached up under my dress, then sliding his hand down my panties and ran his finger down the center of my vagina, in the middle of my living room!” ….“Oh god Julie!, I would have loved to feel that!”
“Well Lynn,…(gasp)….I was standing there in my living room when I felt my sons warm hands wrap around me. He started kissing me on the neck and feeling my tits so good, I lost my breath….next thing I know, I feel his hand slide up my leg. Inching up slowly to the top of my panties. Then I feel his warm hand move down inside my panties and slowly slide down my lower tummy, headed right for my already damp vagina. I felt his finger combing thru my pubic hair, and on to my vagina…I shivered with anticipation, hoping where his finger was headed. He found it….. my wet clit, and his finger danced around it. Oh Lynn…my knees got weak, I got hot flashes and pushed my vagina to his finger. I felt his hardon against my butt cheeks. I reached around and pulled his hips tight to my butt cheeks. Oh god Lynn…his finger was massaging my clit now, right in the living room, where anyone walking or even driving by might see us! I finally whispered to him: (“It’s mom’s turn, son.”) I turned around and un zipped his pants. I reached in and he wasn’t wearing any underwear. (gasp)…my heart was beating fast as I felt his big warm dick. I carefully pulled out his dick, and started stroking it. My back was to the windows, but he had my skirt pulled up and had pulled my panties down some. The risk was so intense, I felt my vagina start to seeping more juices. I couldn’t think…did I lock that door?….I didn’t know for sure…his finger on my clit was causing my brain not to work…all I knew was I wanted to orgasm so bad and now. He knew it too, and started rubbing my clit firmer and firmer while squeezing my tits. I cupped one hand over the head of his dick…I was going to make him cum big and I wanted to catch it all in my hand. It all happen so fast. I felt my orgasm building up and up and I tried not moan loud but I just couldn’t and let out a “ Oh Baby…Yes!!!!”…and my knees buckled as I had a glorious orgasm just as he shot hot cum in my hand. He filled it up so fast, I had to rub some on my vagina to keep it from spilling out on the floor. He kissed me and told me what a beautiful mom I was and that I was the best mom in the whole world. My head was spinning as I kissed him back and let my tongue do the talking. We were both so weak but managed to keep standing. We straightened up, I just left his cum on my pubic hair, and pulled my panties up over it. We sat down and panted as I leaned my head on his shoulder.
The door opened.
I forgot to lock it! My husband came carrying some stuff and just said: “Hi folks,” and didn’t even hardly notice us. I spent the rest of the day with my sons cum in my pubic hair so I could sneak a feel with my fingers and a taste and smell if I was careful too.”
Lynn was breathing hard and rubbing her vagina. Her fingers dug into my leg as her hips squirmed. I was really hot too, watching her and feeling my own vagina and feeling her hot leg. I don’t know where I got the courage to say this, but I nervously whispered to her: (“did you (gasp) need some help reaching your climax, Lynn?” )…She moaned and whispered back: (“..if you’ll do me,…(gasp)…I’ll do you Julie.” )
We had never done that before. We had the best and most wonderful night we‘d ever had….with our ‘private time’.
The next night we got to be alone again. We got naked with a low light, while she told of her and her daughters latest encounter. This time we had taken us to the next step. We had whispered about doing ‘a little more’ between us. Our trembling hands ventured out to our desires.
I had my hand resting on her pubic hair and she had hers on mine. We very slowly started fingered each other as she told her story. Our fingers trembled with the new pleasure. My heart was beating with excitement. Lynn rolled toward me, and rested her face on my tit as she talked. Soon her leg slowly moved over mine. I was so excited, I know she felt the wetness in my vagina as she eased her fingers slowly in it. I know I sure did in hers, as my fingers were so wet as I massaged her big clit. (She had big one too, and I loved playing with it, making her gasp.) We loved the way we told our stories in our new positions. We had new urges and they were very taboo and very exciting. We kept them totally secret and private. It was getting so we liked feeling each other as much as we did our own kids and we both knew it. We both secretly wanted to do more each time.
Lynn had another story……
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“Well, Julie….(big breath)….last weekend my husband and my daughters boyfriend went on a overnight fishing trip. We had the whole house to ourselves all night. We both got hot when we found out. The minute they left, my daughter and I headed to have a private shower. Oh Julie, her tits are bigger now, I loved to get behind her and feel them in the warm soapy water. She reached back and rubbed my vagina so good. Something was driving us to get closer and do more. We had never had ‘girl sex’ but she was leading the way. I didn’t resist at all Julie …I couldn’t …I was weak and felt it was going to happen…..Then she whispered in my ear:
(“mom…let’s ‘do us‘…ok?, please?”) …then she kissed me, long and so wet. I froze as I felt her tongue slip slightly in my mouth. I was kinda in shock but the jolt in my vagina was awesome! We had never kissed like that, ever before.
I whispered, out of breath: (“Oh my (gasp)….my little girl is growing up and wants to do more now?”)
(I didn’t quite know what ‘do us’ meant.) She said that she likes guys and sometimes girls to play with. We had never done ‘do us‘, but I was game as I loved feeling her body. We felt us in the warm soapy water and she showed me how she liked to have me massage her little clit, as she did mine. This was new for us and we got real hot and out of breath. I got weak as she rubbed my clit so fast I…..I…well…I orgasmed right in the shower.
I just couldn’t help it Julie! She held me close and tight. She kissed my neck and rubbed her own clit fast and then….shivered and moaned:…(“….ohhhhh mom!,…. I want you in bed so bad.”)….I got a tingle shock in my vagina!
Julie, it was so naughty and so taboo but so exciting, We held our wet soapy butt cheeks and I started rubbing her clit fast….then, she moaned so long and shuddered as we parted our legs and pressed and ground our soapy clits together.
Julie….mom’s and daughter’s making each other orgasm was so risky if anyone ever found out…I got so hot as she washed me slowly to cool me down. I wanted this wonderful shower to last and last. We finally got out, so weak, dried off and got into bed and just felt each others naked body’s for a long time.
Julie, she’s was just like me and loves the feel a female body on her hands and fingers.
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Feeling Lynn’s hot body against mine was reminding me of a time when my son crawled in bed with me. I started telling her this story. I pulled Lynn close to me as we felt each others body’s. Our fingers doing our thing.
“Lynn, I’ve got a story about when my son crawled in bed with me one time.” She said: “Oh good!,…. but I need to orgasm real bad, will you help me after words?” I said: “Of course, I whispered: (we’ll do a cross masturbation after words)…Ok?” She squeezed my vagina and said: “Ok!!!” We had talked about masturbating each other and how…‘someday’ we ‘might’ try it.
“ Well Lynn, my husband had just left for work. My son knew I was alone in bed. He was about 13 then, and no school that day. I took advantage when he got under the covers in my bed and rolled him on top of me. Oh Lynn….he felt so good on me in only his little boxers. I felt his back and legs and soon his growing boner started pressing against my vagina. He said he had a really hot dream. He didn’t say who the girl was, but did say she was older, about my age. I asked him if he had a ’wet’ dream about this girl. He said no, he woke up before they could have sex. I knew ‘this’ mom could make him cum big, so took more advantage. I ask him to describe the girl. Lynn, he described me in every detail. I said:…“Awww that’s to bad you woke up before you two could have hot sex.” I pulled the covers up over us and said why don’t you put your boner between my legs and we’ll pretend I’m that girl. He sleepily reached down and pulled out his boner and put it between my legs. I had my panties on and I felt his warm boner against my inner legs and vagina. I clamped my legs together tight and rubbed his body wildly. He started pumping me and breathing heavy. I took his hands and put them on my tits. I started whispering in his ear: (….”..oh yes baby…oh hell yes…cum in me… oh jeeez you feel so good in me!…fuck me baby…take me…take it home baby…Oh….OH….OH!…..EEEEYES!.. I felt him explode between my legs as he moaned ..”Oh…OH… MOM!”…
(mom?)…I knew he was having a dream about me!, and his slip of the tongue verified it. He flooded my legs and soaked my panties outside my vagina. He collapsed on me as I rubbed his smooth body over and over as his boner just kept pulsating the last of his cum out between my legs.
Ok, I admit it, I orgasmed when his hot cum shot out and I felt it on my vagina. Lynn, it was the closest ever, to him having sex with me. It was so wonderful, I’ll never forget it…ever.
Lynn was straining for me to finger her faster, and I was so ready for her to do the same. I turned so we faced each other and we fingered each other and bucked our hips together. She grabbed my fingers and speeded them up in her vagina. My thumb rubbed across her clit as she felt my G spot in my vagina. It started…. we took short gasping breaths…and here it came…our first dual climax, as it jolted us and peaked! I almost cried as we moaned and squirmed out of control, we both moaned…“YES BABY YES!!!yesyesyesyesyes!!!!!!!!!, and shook hard!
…We held each others hand that was in our vaginas and guided it in and out to where the peek feeling was. We were so spent we slowly just let the pulses have their way and felt the spasms prevail.
We kinda passed out for a while. Then later, still moaning and holding each other we drifted to sleep.
Her daughter and my son came over the next day, they just happened to arrive at the same time. Lynn and I ended up in the kitchen talking. I looked around the corner at my son, and he and her daughter were sitting close and talking. Soon his arm went up on the back of the couch and she scooted closer. (“Lynn,” I whispered, “come look.”)…she looked and started to grin. Her daughter came in and said she had been playing tennis and could she take a quick shower. I said ’Sure, go right ahead.’ We continued to talk and then I noticed my son was gone. We listened quietly. I tip toed to the bathroom door. I heard them giggling quietly. I motioned for Lynn to come listen…we both grinned and quietly tip toed away.
We sat in the kitchen and talked. Soon her daughter came in smiling with her wet hair. A few minutes later my son came in…wet hair.
Lynn whispered: (“Look as his wet hair Julie!….do you think they took a shower together???”)
Her daughter had to go somewhere and my son walked her to her car. He leaned his elbows on her window sill, as they talked, and we watched. He looked around and gave her a long hot kiss. We giggled and wondered what was going to become of this. We talked quietly. “Julie, if they compare notes….oh my god! Their two moms are ‘feelers‘ and they both love it, and we both know they like to feel and touch us also.
I wonder of our ‘little secret’ will come out when they talk? We better have a talk with them and let them know it’s ‘ok’, to share our secret with only them.”
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*Julie and Lynn were to late. Jen, Lynn’s daughter, and Ken, Julie’s son had already talked and shared with them only, the ‘little secret’. Ken told his mom Julie later in private, Jen ask him if his mom, like hers, well….a….sort of…..a…..feel him extra good. Ken said hell yes and I like it. Jen said ‘oh my god!’ I love it when my mom feels me too! Secret out, but only with the two of them. Then the feeling and touching urge between the two of them skyrocketed. This happened while they sat on the couch. They planned their first ‘feel up’ in the shower. Ken told his mom Julie, “Finally a girl who like to be felt up all the time! She likes to feel me up too. We went crazy in the bathroom, we took each others clothes off in a flash. Feeling us up all the way. Then….well that’s all I’m going to say for now, mom. Julie smiled and felt his big boner and said: “You don’t need to say anymore son. Jen and Lynn are the only ones we can ever share our ’little secret’ with. When the time comes, I’ll tell you what Lynn and I talk bout in private.” “Mom, I had no idea that Jen and Lynn were ’feelers’ like us.” Ken felt his mom’s tits and kissed her neck and said: “I think were all gonna like what’s coming ahead.” He felt his mom’s ass as she pulled him in tight to her pussy and whispered in his ear: (“Oh baby, (gasp) I know we will“………)
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Titanfall: Isaac Gets Lucky

Hey everyone, hope you enjoy my second ever story on here. put a lot more time into this one, so I hope you like it. NOTE: (Any criticisms of my writing are welcome, as I am always looking to improve my skills)

Fantasy

Filthy femdoms: forced oral-part 4

After weeks in captivity I had begun to change inside. The smell of shit in my mouth and nose had become second nature, and I actually began to develop a fetish for the funky odors to which I was subjected daily.
New conditioning methods were added on a regular basis…and my tongue had grown noticably in length and muscular development. Now I was introduced to a new training technique…in which I actually ate my daily nutrition from rubber anus models. My food consisted of a substance with exactly the same color, consistancy, odor, and
taste of feces.
As I sucked the rubber assholes lumps of brown food were forced out for me to eat, and now my total daily nutritional allowance came from the conditioning room. My liquid needs were satisfied by other models made to precise specifications…and I had to suck the urethra of the female models to obtain my drink. The liquid was exactly the taste and odor of real piss, and I drank mouthfuls of it as I ate the nasty brown food.
My vitamin needs were satisfied by the ingestion of mouthfuls of thick liquid from cunt models. The taste and smell was exactly the same as the real thing. So I was eating simulated shit, piss, and cunt juice for my daily meals. Paradoxically the foods were
supposedly very high in nutrients and vitamins…which didn’t help their palatability at all while I was feeding on them.
I hadn’t eaten regular food for two weeks now, and would have given anything for a hamburger and fries. I actually couldn’t tell the difference between the fake food and the real thing, and eating the disgusting substances from the females here became ordinary to me. I had developed a severe fetish for going down on every woman in sight, and was reduced to a panting, licking, swallowing animal by now.
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One day I was taken to the area where prospective female customers came to see the captive male slaves, and once again the Madam was there, standing with her arms folded. She had a slight smile on her face, which I found a little unusual, and I knew I was about to be degraded again. I was intensely horney from the aphrodisiac given me, which had been increased four levels of intensity since I arrived here, and frankly, at the moment I would gladly eat her farts when she commanded me or do anything else.
There were three very pretty women, in their thirties, and they were quite stunning, wearing expensive business suits, and they looked at me strangely…as if they knew something that I didn’t. I stood there naked, hands cuffed behind, as usual…and the Madam reached behind me and grabbed my swollen balls. She pinched them between her fingers and my eyes opened widely, but I didn’t make a sound, knowing better than to do so from past experience.
“This is one of my best tongue slaves ladies,” said the pretty Madam…”he now eats shit without being forced…he really likes it…and we can’t feed the scumbag enough!”
Each of the women possessed a perfect, and well formed ass, and they came over and looked at me closely, staring into my eyes. One of them grabbed my peter and pulled on it painfully, and my hard dong was stretched to it’s limit by her gloved hand.
“Open your fucking mouth dirtbag!”, she commanded, pinching my hard dick. I opened as wide as possible immediately, and she stuck her finger inside and pulled my tongue out. She pulled it out painfully and I gagged a bit as she stretched it. “I see what you mean,” she said, looking briefly at the Madam…”nice fucking tongue.”
She looked into my eyes directly, and her stare was quite penetraing and intimidating…”So you fucking eat shit!” I nodded my head up and down and said yes, my mouth still fully open. She let go of my tongue and pinched my nose…”Do you like
to eat long wet farts!”, she grunted, pinching it painfully. I nodded again, desperately eager to please her, knowing that I could be severely punished later by the Madam.
“Show me!,” she breathed, letting go of my sore nose. She pulled her expensive skirt up over her hips and pulled her panties down to her knees. The Madam pushed down hard on my shoulders and I dropped at once, knowing what I had to do. I was breathing rather hard now, in an intense state of arousal, and when she spread her
perfect asscheeks revealing her dark, hairy crack, I couldn’t control my self and dove in with my tongue and licked the dark smelly hair around her open bunghole.
I cleaned the slight shit stain from the hair surrounding her smelly butthole and began to suck her round, glistening anal sphincter hoping for a mouthful of the gas I was becoming highly addicted to.
“Suck my raw stinking asshole you dirty bastard, and you’d better eat every fart or you’re going to piss me off!” She groaned and her anus stretched outward expelling a large puff of internal gas. It was loud and echoed throughout the room.
My cheeks bulged out from the odorous kiss, and as she continued farting I allowed the funky gas to fill my nostrils and ate it, actually swallowing each nasty gust of fart wind. It was obvious that she had eaten a large amount of beans or something similar, and as I sucked the putrid gas from her stinkhole little dribbles of shit stain began to accumulate around my mouth, which I swallowed eagerly.
By the time she had relieved herself completely I was becoming light headed from the smelly methane gas, and my eyes were glazed over in pleasure as I kneeled there.
She stood and pulled her panties up and smoothed her skirt down. She looked seriously at the Madam…”He’ll do,” she said pleasantly…”this dirtbag will do.” “Good!,” the Madam said, as she looked down at me with her usual contempt… “That will be ten thousand dollars for the evening, and one of our staff will accompany to insure the usual safety proceedures.
The woman waved her hand absent mindedly…and pulled out a roll of bills from which she removed the ten thousand dollars.The woman smiled briefly as she looked at me…”I think we can get ten thousand worth of use out of him.”
One of the wardens came in and stood with an equipment suitcase, and I was immediately whisked out of the door and to the limosine. My mouth was duck taped and I was unceremoniously shoved into the car trunk, and lay there on a thick pad as the car sped off. My stomach was churning and queasy from fear and shock, but I knew that I had to control myself whatever the cost.
We drove for what must have been two hours, and as I was jostled by the moving car my fear and dread grew…I had no idea what they were going to do to me…and still could not believe that the Madam had ‘rented’ me out, like I was a videotape or something.
The car finally stopped, and the trunk was opened, and I looked at them pleadingly, sick with dread. I was taken inside the large estate house by two women who showed no sign of emotion, and quickly ushered, still naked, into the lobby and then down a long set of stairs to the basement. We entered a small room with a bed, and the tape was removed from my mouth.
I was locked in there, hands still cuffed behind me, and the two house servants left without a word. I layed down on the bed and tried to get some rest, but I was trembling with anticipation, fearing the unknown. I felt that the Madam would not want her property damaged, and I suspected that I would merely be subjected to the same kind of oral filth that I had experienced at the other place.
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A few hours later the woman who had ‘purchased’ me originally came in, accompanied by the two female house servants and the warden from the mansion. The warden sat on a chair beside me and pulled out a pint bottle of a chalky white gel. I knew it was the intestinal nullifier and I took it and drank it down. The gel was tasteless and had the consistancy of pudding and I finally managed to get it all down.
Then she gave me an injection from a large hypodermic syringe. I knew by experience that it contained powerful antibiotics and equally powerful aphrodisiacs and anti nausea drugs. It was a super cocktail that had been used on me many times before, and I must admit that it was extremely potent.
She got up and left the room and the other women surrounded me. The hostess looked at me with a sneer and pinched my dick again.”You will not fucking speak while you are here, she said, “and you will do precisely as directed…am I fucking understood…nod if you understand!” Without hesitation I nodded my head erratically,
up and down in an exaggerated manner and she smiled derisively.
“We’re having a dinner tonight with my special female friends in attendance and you will be out guest of honor and will be our entertainment for the evening.”
“Let’s just say I don’t think you will forget this night,” she smiled wickedly, and they left me alone once again. Even though I had a basic idea of what would be expected of me I still didn’t know exactly what it would be. The suspense was filling me with butterflies of dread, and I lay down again and tried to sleep.
I did finally drift off and must have slept for a few hours when the door opened and I was pulled from the bed uncerimoniously by the two female house servants.
I was taken upstairs and to a large bathroom on the ground floor. I could hear the guests as they finished their dinner, and dreaded what might come next. I steeled myself and was prepared for anything. We stepped into the bathroom and the door was closed behind us.
I immediately saw a strange looking toilet stool. Raised a bit off the floor and wider than normal. There was a flat encasement behind the toilet that extended into the wall.
They opened a door into another room behind the toilet and took me inside. I was beginning to have an idea of what was going on and when they made me lay down on a sliding platform on the floor behind the rear of the toilet on the other side I had no doubt.
The thought of it gripped my stomach like a vise, but at this point there was nothing I could do and had to play it out the best I could.
They strapped me onto the platform surface securely and placed a special head restraint over me so that my face was looking upward. They then slid me back and under the toilet on the other side and I soon found myself staring upward out of the bottom of the toilet lid.
My face was about six inches under the lid and I grimaced, knowing what was coming next. They attached some kind of electrodes to my penis and balls and came back in to look down at me. Such a view was beyond my comprehension, what it actually looked like under a toilet lid from the prospective of the toilet bowl, and I was
stunned and weak from shame and fear.
The inside of the bowl was much larger than normal and there was an empty area around my head…apparently to allow the waste to fall to the sides and be evacuated. There were some strange looking hooks inside at the front and rear of the stool and I soon found out what these were for.
I was so agitated by now that I was sweating profusely and trembled with dread as they continued to prepare me. The plastic hooks were pulled out and placed over my upper and lower teeth and stretched forward and backward until my mouth was wide open to the limit.
I looked up at the ceiling as I lay there, just wanting to get this whole thing over with and get back to the other familiar surroundings that I had been in…however unbearable.
My hostess came in and looked down at me with a disgusted expression. “You fucking crap mouth son-of-a-bitch now you’re going to really get what you want. How does it feel!” She got down close to the stool lid and looked at me. She gathered saliva in her mouth and spit into mine several times as I looked up at her in desperation…she was enjoying this to the fullest and I knew I
would get the full treatment without mercy.
Soon a group of attractive women came into the bathroom and gathered around the stool looking down at me. They were laughing and snickering to each other and I could tell that they were high on something and were bent on my utter humiliation. They wore fashionable clothing and must have been well to do from their manner and conversation. They were treating me like the low form of life that they imagined me to be…and I was ashamed and hurt to be used in such a manner.
The hostess spoke to me again…”We’ve just had dinner and you know what happens after dinner,” she grinned widely, “yes you know what I’m talking about don’t you?” My eyes were wide open in disgust and she stood up and turned around pulling her dress up. She pulled her panties down and sat slowly onto the stool, her well formed ass resting right over my face. Her asshole was directly over my mouth and began to bulge outward a bit…the first indication of what I knew was coming.
She farted loudly and a lump of shit began to ease out and was nearing it’s release into my open gullet. “Here’s you dinner you worthless bastard!,” she groaned as she strained, “you better eat it all or you’ll get your balls and dick shocked and I’ll tell your Madam.”
With a final push she forced the chunk of crap out and it plopped into my mouth. when she had released her entire load of crap she stood up and they undid the mouth restraints. I immediately began chewing the smelly mass, and as the women yelled in pleasure I began swallowing, gulping the filthy waste down within a short
time. “Look at this fuck!, “she yelped to the women…shit eating motherfucker!”
They refastened the restraints pulling my mouth open again and another woman stepped up, and looked down on me with a wicked lust that could not be described. She also pulled her skirt up and panties down and lowered her perfect ass over my face. The women were laughing intermittantly and the woman over me giggled loudly.
She moved back so that her cunt was over my face and a streamer of warm piss shot into my mouth, and I was able to gulp it down as it accumulated.
Then she looked down at me one more time and spread her open asshole over my mouth. Her anus stretched as she strained and a gusher of soft crap shot out and filled my oral cavity. She got up right away and they loosened the hooks to let me eat my meal. I gulped it down, it was much softer and I didn’t have to chew it nearly as much.
Two more women did their bowel movement into my mouth, and I had eaten four loads of shit so far. I knew I was reaching my limit and the hostess saw this and told me that I was to spit out each load after that, and just swallow the residue.
The looks of absolute revulsion and disgust on the women’s faces before they crapped in my mouth was something I’ll never forget. My face was thick with human waste, and the torment continued on and on until fifteen women had finished their bowel movements. I had become intensely horny during the first several mouthfuls but
was now quite agitated and miserable and wanted it to be over.
The hostess had been taking pictures and videos of the action which she claimed would be shared with many of her friends worldwide, and when the last load was deposited in my sore mouth they were all anxious to leave.
Soon I was alone with the staff and they went into the back room and pulled me out on the other side. My entire front area was nothing but crap and with rubber gloves on their hands they got me up and pulled me to another room where there was a large shower area. I was released and allowed to clean myself as much as I wanted. It took me awhile but eventually I had removed the smelly brown residue and tried unsuccessfully to clean it from my mouth and nose.
I should have been used to that by now but I knew I never would be and when back in my room I had all night to think about it as I slept fitfully.
It was without doubt the most humiliating experience of my life…and the scar from this episode would be with me for good, I was sure. What was even more humiliating about it was that I was getting my nuts off much of the time, enjoying my degradation.
The next day I was taken once again to the limo and shoved in the trunk. The ride back was not pleasant but I was so happy to be returning to the Madam that I didn’t mind at all. The hostess lady had been kind enough to show me many of the photos she had taken of me, before I left, and assured me that the pictures, and the videos would be put to good use.
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When I returned to the mansion the Madam greeted me with a frown, telling me that I had been on vacation and that I would now have to make up for lost time. She had me on the floor immediately sucking her asshole, and I was so happy to be back that I gladly inhaled her long sqeaking fart, and cleaned out the inner juice that it
produced. I kissed her ass all over savoring the soft skin and the degraded feeling, and knew that I was indeed her slave, and that she had turned me into a raging suckass for the rest of my life.
I knew I would be free eventually from this place, and I put everything else out of my mind except the thought of that day.

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The Wish (Chapter 1)

This story has elements of magic in it, so if you aren’t interested in that, I wouldn’t recommend reading any further. Also, note, that this is a major introduction episode. There will be some sex, but this is going to be a story, not just fap material. So, if you’re still here, I hope you enjoy! (Not going to spoil what the wish means yet, though!) One more thing, though, is that I’m working on new parts for both of my other stories, so look out for those!