The Secret Encounter
This is based of a true story
This is based of a true story
A summoning spell goes horribly wrong…
Teenagers doing what teenagers do
I’ve lived with my mom since she divorced from my dad 10 years ago. She has always been very liberal in her parenting and so at 18 I was pretty much allowed to do whatever I pleased. Many of my friends would joke about getting my mom in bed, because of how young she looks. My mom is 36 but looks not older than a fit 20 year old, which made want every inch of her. She was stunning, with short brown hair to her shoulders and plump B cups that I enjoyed looking at when she wore low cut shirts. The best part of my mom though is her ass. She always wore tight jeans even around the house and it could show it off so nicely. Often I had to hide in my room since I’d get boners from looking at her bend over to pick something up.
The problem with my mom is that she lived a pretty sheltered life, so she isn’t really adventurous at all, but in spite of this, her closest friend is very daring. Natalia was my mother’s best friend and she would be around the house all the time. Natalia was much younger than my mother. She was a 26 year old blonde who loved to party and have fun every night. Often she would come by our house after hours drunk, going into my mother’s room to sleep. It was in one of these nights that I had an experience that changed my life. I always thought that Natalia was hot, but when she came home after a night out her clothes and makeup would make me crave her. Her tits were much larger than my mom’s and she was much shorter than my mom as well, but her slim figure only made her breasts seem that much larger. I knew Natalia was kinky, but I never really experienced it first hand, but it always made me wonder what my mom was up to when she was with her.
One night during the summer Natalia came knocking on the door around 12 after she had been out to town drinking. My mom eagerly opened the door and the both of them went back to her bedroom. My bedroom shares a wall with my mom’s, and since I got my new silent laptop I could practically hear everything that was going on in her room. Having heard them giggle I decided to hold my ear against the wall to hear what they were up to.
“Let’s take two each now and then we’ll see how we feel. How about that?” came Natalia’s voice through the thin wall.
“Are you sure that won’t be too much just to have some fun tonight?” my mother replied.
“Nah don’t worry I’ve taken way more ecstasy in one night and I was completely fine.” Said Natalia, and I realized that they were about to both take some ecstasy. But I knew my mom wasn’t going out tonight so I wondered what they were up to.
“Alright fine.” Agreed my mom and I heard both of them take a big gulp, swallowing the ecstasy soon to get them in heat. “What do you think we should try?” my mom continued.
“I was thinking maybe we can have some fun with your boy, he is 18 now after all.” Natalia replied, making my face red to the core. She was proposing that they have their way with me.
“Are you crazy? There is no way we’re doing that. I won’t have him see me like this.” She rejected and diminished my hopes that had just risen.
“This is what we’ll do, we’ll just have him come and wear some clothes, you know let him model for us. It will be fine, don’t worry.”
“I did buy him some nice shirts last time we went shopping and he hasn’t even worn them yet, maybe it’s not a bad I idea.” My heart was beating like mad, I still had a chance to with them.
I heard their door open and Natalia rushing to knock on my door. Jumping back in bed I told her to come in. As she opens the door and steps through I finally see the outfit she’s wearing. She had on a schoolgirl outfit with the shortest skirt imaginable. Even when she moved you could get a glimpse of her panties. She sat down on the edge of the bed and with one hand barely stroking my thigh asks me if I want to come model for them for a bit. I gladly agree and follow her to my mom’s bedroom where my mom was sitting on the bed wearing nothing but a bra and panties. These were her pyjamas and sometimes I’d see her like this in the morning but that was only for a brief moment. She tried to sit in a position which his as much as possible, but I could still see the appetising curves of her body.
“Alright I think you should start by taking off the clothes that you now have on.” Natalia quickly told me. “And can you help him do it?” she added looking at my mother.
“No come on… you can’t be doing this.” Pleaded my mom, with a frightened look on her face.
“We already agreed on this.” Replied Natalie, looking at my mom with conviction.
Although she hesitated a bit, she still came over to where I was on the edge of the bed to help me undress. Naturally this alone was making me rock hard, but on top of this the sight of my mom’s body only in her bra and panties moving towards me made me tremor with excitement. She first took of my top and Natalia cheered complementing my body. As my mom goes to undo my pants her skin constantly brushes over my skin and fills me with more lust. She finally takes down my pants and to no surprize my dick stands erect making a tent in my boxers. Natalia lets out a hoot as my dick nearly hit my mom on the nose as she took my pants down. By this time I had noticed that my mom was feeling hot as well, and the cotton panties that she was wearing were soaked in juices. The ecstasy must be already kicking in because even though my mom was acting ashamed, her body was reacting entirely differently, drenching her panties in her juices. Natalia noticed me staring at my mom’s crotch and shouted:
“Take of your panties and give them to him, he wants them.” She could not be more right. I would love to suck every drop out of those juicy cotton panties. My mom looked at her them at me and with some hesitation started taking her panties off. She still tried to cover herself and not reveal much, but it was useless. The sight of her pink pussy made my insides burn. I could not believe I was seeing my mother like this, and better yet am going to be sucking its juices. My mom took her panties and handed them to me. I stood there, with a raging hard on, but unsure if I should do it so boldly. Seeing me hesitate, Natalia grabbed the panties and put them in her mouth holding them with her so that all the white juices on the inside were sticking out. She then lent in towards me and put them in my mouth, making out with me while my mother’s soaking panties were in my mouth. The taste was exhilarating, and her hot tongue was nearly enough to make me cum right there. She then drew away from me, taking the panties with her. Then, looking at my mom she said:
“You’re going to have to have him tonight.” At this my mom turns red, and I see that even with that fearful face there is still lust in her look. She immediately bends over the edge of the bed, looks at me with the most innocent eyes and begs me:
“Please fuck your mother. Make me your slut tonight.”
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The continuing tale of Linda and Bobby
Just another poem of love, infidelity, commitment, remorse and whatever…
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— Room 431— [REM]
Phil is a master at BBQ’ and we all loved his annual feast; every August he and Margi indulged us.
This time round there were some extras. A few big wigs were in town; potential customers. A BIG-BIG deal was in the works… so these potential clients were brought to Phil’s BBQ…, a definite feather in Phil’ cap.
The meal was the usual, delicious. The booze flowed as usual… NO shortage of piss-tanks working for Brwoen-Grund Engineering and Development.
The number two man in Development is Joanne’ husband Lester. He is to be bumped up the ladder and take lead if this deal goes thru… Apparently it’s close. I was talked to but nothing more…
I guess I can take solace in being considered though. Truth be known I am happy for Lester, for one I have been thinking of leaving Brwoen-Grund… BUT, I digress.
There were three guys here from ‘B-F-H’ Corp. All of whom attended Phil’ BBQ…and all unaccompanied middle aged men.
It must have been about 11PM when things turned…from my perspective. By this time of night about half the people had gone home…the drunks stayed on.
There were people on the deck enjoying this beautiful summer night. The rest, six of us including me were inside… Margi was in the kitchen, which left Joanne with me and the other four-men in the living room… Margi returned to the living room. I was about to leave but she asked me to stay;
“There is going to be something special happening and you will like it”.
“What”? I asked… she just winked and left for more drinks.
I looked about; Lester was there, shit faced to be sure. One of the three special guests was there. I knew the other two had gone back to their hotel… Business they said. Phil, Margi and myself… Joanne was sitting in a chair quiet.
My mouth dropped when Jo got up, moved in front of this Big Wig from ‘B-F-H’ and undid his zipper. Dropping to her knees she pulled out his cock and began sucking on it.
I turned and walked out of the living room. This was Phil and Margi’s place and I couldn’t believe they would let this happen in their home. I joined the crowd gathered outside…There must have been 15 or 16 people on the deck.
I threw-back-a- fuckin-beer…, chug a lugged the hole fucking thing.
I was fuckin mad…I liked Joanne…always wanted to fuck Lester’s wife. That’s the kind of guy I am.
Lester’ wife is lovely woman and I had a thing for her.
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Joanne…I usually call her Jo;
Jo is in her early forty’s; she’ maybe 5’4”…somewhat heavy set, not unpleasant to look at…her legs are heavy with corresponding hips and ass. She wears her dark brown hair short, combed back on the sides.
Jo has ‘B’ tits for sure. I saw one of her bra’s one time when we were at their home, and being me I checked it out. BUT; other than some leg, nothing from Jo; she’s a conservative dresser and always acts the lady.
Her blue grey eyes are kind…even loving, if eyes can be described that way.
Other than her personality the thing, or should I say things I liked best about Jo are her ass and her front. Her pubic bone and stomach muscle protrude in such a way that any tight clothing she wears shows her dominate pubic bulge. I’ve only seen Jo in slacks once, and wow, does she have a nice box.
If that was all, fine, I would have left it at that. BUT Jo is a very beautiful human being and that intrigues me… I want to feel my cock in her…I want to make her cum…I want to dirty Jo. [I have a slutty rep and it’s well deserved]
So I had a thing for another man’s wife, who doesn’t. I had built this up in my mind though and when I saw Jo on her knees in front of this pot bellied fucker I got upset. My fantasy was broken. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
Eventually I got into a conversation with some of the people outside.
I guess it might have been a half hour or so when Margi came by asking me to come inside. By now almost everyone had left.
The aftermath;
Lester had to be poured into bed. Phil was in the process of closing up. That left a handful of people including Margi, Jo and myself. Jo wasn’t much better off that her husband Lester.
A hell of fucking way to get a contract I thought, I was pissed at Lester, and everyone else who had anything to do with my dream being smashed.
I heard Margi and turned;
“Bob, I need help with Joanne … I am going to put her in the bedroom downstairs…She deserves the best”.
Tis true. The downstairs bedroom was the best in-the house, the newest anyway. I’d spent a couple of nights in that room sleeping one off myself.
Phil had renovated a few years back. His basement Reno-was my first contract job in construction, helping old Phil as I called him. We hit if off pretty good and have been friends ever since.
I loved contracting and that is why I am considering leaving Brwoen-Grund.
Phil’s about 10 years older than his wife, Margi… Jeez, that is nothing considering both Margi and Jo are more than 20 years older than I. But I love fucking woman. It’s the quality of the woman that gives her – her worth, not her age, in my opinion.
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Joanne and my history;
About two years back I was feeling pretty good and acting the pig at the same time. As the night wore on I got horny, Jo was the object of my lust. I more or less ask her if I could fuck her. She slapped my face, and deservedly so…
She came to me about a half hour later and apologizes for hitting me, that’s the kind of woman she is… Ever since that apology I have had an intense desire to fuck her, orally, vaginally and anally…I even thought of raping her. She is something in my view.
I treated her with a hell of allot more respect after that but I was seducing her every time I had a chance. A contradiction, maybe; but I want her.
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Now, here I am helping her drunken soul to a room downstairs in the basement. Just me and a drunken woman… doh! Every fuckin man takes some advantage of that scenario.
“Can you handle her Bob”, Margi ask me.
“I think so”, I said.
“I’ll be down to check-on ya in a bit, gotta help Phil first”. Margi says, with a wink. “Oh Bob, leave some for me… I’ll be bringing my strap-on”.
With that she turned and left to help her husband.
I was stunned, and did not know whether she was serious, giving me a warning or the go ahead to fuck her long time friend. I didn’t know if any of the afore mentioned were true; I knew my dream or fantasy of getting to know more about Jo was going to happen in about five minutes.
Jo handled herself quite well for a woman that was in-the-bag. Better than I’d thought she would, or had hoped. But then again women usually do don’t they.
I lent her my hand whilst she traversed the stairs. After that she was more or less on her own. I followed at close quarters in case she fell.
Jo was wearing open toe-d heels, strap-less. I thought for sure she would take a tumble. NOPE. I can’t walk in those fuckin things sober; she did it pissed to the gills. ‘Chicks, they got some shit going’.
She made her way to the bedroom unceremoniously and entered, with me right behind her. I got a hard-on just watching her walk. She turned to shut the door and I walked right into the bedroom. Turning I closed the door.
Jo looked at me through her drunken haze and said something… I assumed NO. Had she said anything at all before tonight I would have left.
It was different now, and the tilt of her head told me she knew it. I had more of a right to fuck her after she given head to that pot bellied fucker than before when her reputation was flawless.
She stood there in that bedroom presenting her case and doing a damn fine job of it. Her slurring had miraculously disappeared. I stood there teetering on leaving when I decided that I would never have better chance.
I took one, two steps towards her. She’d taken a step back by the time I had my hands on hers; pulling her to me. She pushed back but I was not letting her go. She was drunk so her struggling wasn’t what it should have been.
I held her close to me hugging Jo for the first time; she was not one to give out hugs to people. Or maybe it was just me because I’d asked for a fuck. Whatever the case she felt very comfortable in my arms, a good fit. I let out a sigh, a moan…It just happened.
She looked at me without struggling;
“Why do you like me so much Bob”?
“Your a good woman Jo, sexy, loving…kind of hot…I love your ass”.
“But I am so much older than you Bobby”.
“A fine wine Jo…, tastes better with age”.
I had been holding her thru this conversation and getting quite used to it. She seemed resigned to being in my arms.
“Maybe vinegar Bob”…, A pause from Jo; then came a smile; “Gin tonight anyway”
With the hand I had on her upper back I moved the wide strap of her dress off her right shoulder, baring her from shoulder to neck. My mouth kissed her shoulder and lower neck before she had time to push the strap back-in-place.
She’ an older woman but her skin looked delicious and my lips danced across her as they tasted Jo’s body for the first time.
“Don’t Bobby, please”.
I spun Jo around; my right hand taking hold of her throat. My arm crossed her chest, mostly going between her tits, and holding her tight to me. Her wide soft ass pressing into me… God it felt good.
“You destroyed my fantasy tonight Jo”. I said, still bitter.
“I’m sorry”, she said…Offering no further explanation.
“I want compensation for my broken dreams”. I said being flippant. “The least you can do is let me feel you tits”.
“Don’t Bobby, please don’t”, she said.
My left arm slipped about her waist so my left hand could grab he right hip bone. Pulling her ass tight to me I pressured her throat forcing Jo up on her toes…lifting her ass higher. I ground my hard cock into that ass of hers, both of us fully dressed.
Jo never did a thing; Jo never said a thing. I rubbed my hard cock against her ass for half a minute, more or less.
—-the softness and the feeling of my cock rubbing in her crack…those cheeks felt fuckin fantastic.
“UGGH… Fuck you’re so hot I wanna rape you”. [Booze talking mostly]
Her hands grabbed my arm crossing her chest, pulling at it trying to free her throat. I humped her for a few seconds more then let her down. She gasped for air, but never said a thing.
My left hand moved the strap off her left shoulder; trying the same maneuver on that shoulder. Jo was too quick for me this time and had her dress strap back-up before I could kiss her.
Her right hand was trapped by my hug. But her left hand was free to interfere with my seduction of her.
Making room, I took Jo’ left arm forcing it behind her back. I placed her hand on my crotch, pressing it against my erection. I heard a sound come from her mouth, and it didn’t start out with, “Bob don’t”…
Jo’ fingers squeeze my erection.
I waited a few seconds as she felt my cock before slipping her dress strap off her shoulder again. This time there was no interference.
— Her dress had a semi -‘V’ style neckline so the dress sagged without the strap holding it in place.
Looking down I saw the upper swell of her breast. Her skin looked perfect from this angle. I liked what I saw… allot, mmmm!
— Forbidden fruit!
I heard a slight giggle and wondered if Jo was giggling over the feel of my cock or my delight at the sight of her breast. In either case I slipped a finger under her bra strap and moved it off her shoulder. Jo flinched at this move but nothing more…down the strap went. I pulled at it slightly moving the cup away from her breast.
—- AND there stood her nipple, erect and light brown in color, with a shadow of pink were it connected to her areola.
—- I looked at her nipple, studying it, loving its beauty. I was about to move my hand to it when Jo turned around. She spoke not at word but the expression on her face said it load and clear;
‘Undo your zipper for me please’?
—- I undid my zipper and watched her drop to her knees…taking my cock in her hand she toyed with it for a while, she played with it…staring at it as she did so.
—- I watched my cock disappear into her mouth…she sampled the tip…then more…
—-I watched her take the entire length of it into her mouth…working it in deep and out…licking the tip…the sides…touching my balls…
She got more and more excited…her head moving faster, her passion increasing.
Jo loves my young cock…her head bobbing…twisting…moving about…sucking my cock in every possible way she can in her loving mouth.
She pulls back and looks up at me… Her eyes filled with lust;
“Don’t go yet bobby, I don’t want to stop…God you taste good”.
I don’t know how I managed but I held on for a bit longer.
—- She could tell I was struggling. Jo looked at me with those beautiful lust filled eyes; my cock buried deep in that warm wet opening below her nose. She nodded and closed her eyes, sucking harder…caving her cheeks.
She moaned when I started to fill her mouth; lips sealing any gaps keeping all the white creamy liquid in.
My head tipped back… I fuckin spas-‘d … shaking all over…my thrusts were short jabs inside her mouth…her beautiful warm wet mouth. I held JO’s head tight …jerking as each shot of cum found her waiting mouth.
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… Room 431…
—- Bob awoke to the sound of the phone. Looking at phone the thru sleepy eyes Bob noticed the buttons labeled in French.
Ah…, Bouton-poussoir;
“Mr. Smythe, this is your morning wakeup call”, a recorded voice said.
Lying in bed he thought of how things change. As a younger man he never needed wake-up calls.
Bob knew he should get up and shower, 10AM was not that far off and he had important business matters to attend to this day.
—- Resting his head Bob thought about the dream he’d had, and was rudely awakened from by the phone…
JOANNE! The dream seemed so real.
One night they had, and yet he never ever forgot that bj…or her box for that matter.
His cock had never received such passionate attention before or since that night, and Bob had had allot of bj’s over the years.
AND Jo’ box…remembering how much he enjoyed eating her. Bob knew he’d made a big deal about Joanne and that added to the thrill. What a night it was to have a dream come true.
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Bob Smythe looked in the mirror at his reflection…, straightening his tie. Reflecting upon a time in his youth when few things made an impact on him. Bob had become a bit cold-hearted by the time he was 20 …, but that night with Jo was one that did impact him.
Bob smiled; she had slipped away in the night. For years Bob had thought it was so she wouldn’t be caught by her husband.
Bob maintained contact with Phi, Margi, Lester and Jo over the years. Even as his staggering wealth grew Bob never forgot his friends, any of them. It must have been over a decade later when Jo explained her motive for sneaking away in the night; highly flattering to himself it was.
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Bob finished checking out and walked over to the front entry of the hotel. He stood patiently waiting for his limo.
Joanne, he thought. His mind going back to a particular visit he’d had with her.
—- They’d been coffee-ing for over an hour. Bob an Jo had allot to catch up; it had been awhile since their last visit.
—- “Bobby, remember our special night “? Jo said.
—-“Yes Jo, of course I do”.
—-“Did you ever wonder why I snuck out on you during the night”?
—-“I presumed so you wouldn’t get caught by Lester”.
—-“Well that was a side benefit I suppose. No Bob the real reason was you”.
He remembered how she dragged it-out taking time to sip her coffee. She had fun with Bob Smythe that day he mused; that wicked smile gave that away.
She continued;
“I was a middle-age woman in love with a beautiful young man…, whose cock I’d just sucked, and loved sucking more than anything else I had done”.
She paused again, sipping her coffee…, and then smiled before continuing;
“NO Bobby”, she said…”I had been in love with you for a long time and I knew that if I stayed with you all night, as I wanted to do so desperately…in the morning all you would’ve had to do was ask me to go with you and I would have”.
She paused again but now there was a tear in her eyes;
“I never wanted anything so badly in my life Bob. And I suppose I was equally afraid you would not ask me to run away with you”.
Jo whipped her eyes;
—“That is why I left during the night. It took every ounce of strength I had Bob to leave that bed. I cried all the way upstairs’… It broke my heart to go Bobby”.
Another pause;
“There was many a night I lay awake in bed wishing you would have woken and pulled me back into that BED; so many times Bobby”.
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Bob stepped into the Limo and gave the driver instructions. AS the vehicle moved along the though-fare he thought about Joanne again;
—- After her revelation Bob recalled his reply;
“It’s been ten years Jo; I’m a different man now. [Pause]
In answering your un-asked question Jo…, you mean allot to me. Knowing how I felt about you at that time, when I was 20”.
[My turn to pause, not to tease her but to choose my words]
“Had I known how you felt about me Jo, I would have run off with you. Hell, I probably would have kidnapped you”.
Jo sat in her chair with tears in her eyes.
Jo was in her mid-fifties at the time of the visit. She had gained weight, not allot. Lester was past his fucking years so Jo was left alone sexually. [This I picked up from our conversation]
After some teasing I walked to her side of the table and dropped my drawers’. Her reaction was priceless; and so was the sucking. Ten years after and she could give good head.
Jo’ enthusiasm for sucking cocks is unmatched in my experience. I stood watching this woman whom meant so much to me work my cock with her mouth.
AS she tired I took her hand and hauled her off to bed. She was too embarrassed to have her top taken off, weight issues. BUT Jo’s pussy was exactly the same marvel it had been years earlier. I just had to fuck it.
After the excitement of penetration and her shyness…we slow fucked. This was only the second time in her life she was with a man other that her husband; even though it was the same man.
I encouraged her to go slow and get everything she could out of it. I intended to do the same. Our bodies worked together, moving to extract the most we could from one another.
I know she enjoyed herself. She told me afterward that it was the best sex she’d had since our last time together. I felt pretty good inside.
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Bob thought; Jo’ pussy was pretty-much the same as any other pussy’ he’d fucked over the years. The difference is that it was Jo’… in this way and this way only Bob could touch Jo most intimately. The way only her husband could, and no other man. He loved bringing her to a peak…feeling her body thrust beneath him…her gasps…her moans… and her OMG’s…but mostly HER loss of control.
AND yes, her pussy. Jo [Joanne] just felt like the perfect fuck. The way Jo moved her ass…such a strong need in her when they’d fucked.
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Bob smiled as he thought about Jo’ pussy. He couldn’t count the number of times he’d be fucking some woman and compared her pussy to Joanne’s.
THE limo stopped. Bob looked out and saw a middle aged woman walking. He liked the way she walked. Some women have that intriguing sway to their gait, most do not. He watched her as she walked and had a strong urge to fuck her.
‘With my money I could easily corrupt her Bob said to himself’.
He was feeling very evil today…all this Joanne stuff had opened a gate for a demon long caged in a dark recess of his mind.
Bob was just about to instruct the driver to turn so he could go on foot and approach that woman when his Blackberry chimed. ‘
Answering; “Hello Sally…, long time honey”.
“Too long I think. I’ll be there in 4 hours Bob”.
“I don’t need you for the meeting to Sally”.
“I know, it’s you I’m coming to see Bob. I’m in the mood for a spanking Robert”.
Bob laughed;
“I didn’t know you were into that Sally; kind of a daddy thing is it”?
“NO! More of a mother thing Bob… See you in four”…
Bob looked at his hand held device…, she’d disconnected; wtf…how the hell did she know. Her intuitiveness is uncanny to say the least he thought; downright frightening at times.
Bob spoke aloud without thinking;
‘Jesus, she must have a direct line to a higher up’.
Bob laughed quietly to himself; I will have to tell her that, she’ll get a charge out of it…
Sally… Bob though…it’s been months since I’ve seen her. Now there is a woman with an incomparable body; and her ass…my God Bob thought. She’ sheer perfection from head to toe. God I miss that woman.
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The Bruner family was on their way back home from vacation, and all of them were rather tired. Rock Bruner was proud that he had been able to finally afford the cross-country trip that he had always promised to his family, but until this year they had been unable to go. They’d been on the go for two weeks, had been to California and were now only several hundred miles from home. Rock’s wife Linda was in the front seat asleep, and the two teenagers, fifteen-year-old Mark and fourteen-year-old Becky, were in the back seat looking out the windows at the passing countryside.
Suddenly, a thunderstorm came upon them. The sky turned black and the rain pelted the windshield as Rock struggled to maintain the car on the slick road. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed and all at once the whole family was scared.
“Rock, we have to find a place to pull over. There’s no way we can continue on
in this storm like this,” said Linda, shivering with fright.
Mr. Bruner agreed. “You’re right, Linda. But there’s no town for miles, and I don’t see a house or shelter anywhere. There’s no place to stop.”
Becky exclaimed, “Look, Daddy! Over there! A big house!” Lightning illuminated the stormy sky and outlined a two story mansion just off the road. “Let’s see if they’ll let us stay there while the storm’s going on.”
Linda looked at Rock with pleading eyes. “Please, Rock. Let’s stop at the house. Surely these are dependable, nice people way out here in the middle of nowhere. We’ll be safer there.”
Rock agreed. “OK. I’ll stop. You’re right. We’ll be a lot safer there. Mark nodded his head, as if to say he thought so too
The family got out of the car and rushed to the huge porch to stay dry. Rock caught a glance at his daughter’s soaked t-shirt and just about shit. “Damn,” he thought. “Her tits look just like her mother’s did as a teenager.” Shaking his head for thinking about tits at a perilous time like this, he reached up and rang the bell. He heard no response. He tried the door, and it opened easily. “Looks like it’s abandoned,” he announced. “Let’s go on in and stay out of the weather.”
Becky spied an oil lamp perched on a nearby table. “Daddy, light this lamp so we can see,” she said. Rock pulled out a lighter, which he kept for the big cigars he occasionally smoked, and lit the lamp.
The room was huge, and seemed to be fairly spartan except for a large sofa and a few pieces of furniture. The family sat down on the sofa and began to dry out when suddenly they heard a noise. Rock turned around a look of shock came over his face as he saw three huge, bearded men walk into the room!
“What in the hell are ya’ll doin’ on this property?” the biggest of the men asked.”
One of the big guys pulls out a pistol and holds it against Rock’s head. Grinning, the other two men approach Rock’s lovely wife Linda and begin to paw her tits, right there in front of the kids. “Don’t move!” The man holding the gun to their father’s temple orders. “You just sit there an’ watch while your mommy gets friendly, or I’ll blow your daddy’s head clean off!” “Let’s see what we got here…”
One of the men tore open Linda’s blouse, exposing her large, meaty breasts. The were really something… Linda’s tits were still the stuff Playboy centerfolds were made of… giant mounds of firm flesh, perfectly round and upturned. As the horrified youngsters look on, each of the men took one in hand… squeezing and pulling at it, twisting Linda’s pert little nipples sadistically. Linda gasped in embarrassment.
“Stop!” Cried fourteen-year-old Becky, “Leave my mommy alone!” One of the two men pawing Linda slapped the other on the shoulder. “I can’t wait to get some of that!” he said, his eyes aiming over Linda and Rock’s fourteen-year-old daughter. “Oh no, please…” Linda begged, looking up at the men as they pawed
her mouth-watering jugs. “Please don’t hurt my baby…” The men looked at each other and grinned.
“I’ll tell you what…” said the man with the gun. “If you were to be real nice to us, an’ do exactly like we said, maybe we wouldn’t have to hurt your husband… or fuck your little girl.” he added as an afterthought. “I understand…” Linda Brunner said, unhesitantly.
“Linda…” Rock began.
“Rock, it’s the only way.” Linda turned to her two teenagers. “Kids… your mother’s going to have to do something… I…”
“Shut up, bitch!” one of the men barked, “You don’t speak unless spoken to. Now get to work.” Linda took a deep breath. She knew what these men wanted. Reaching out with both hands, she fumbled for the zippers on their jeans. Finding them, she pulled them down together, then took a deep breath and reached inside to fish for their cocks.
As she slid her hands into the two brother’s jeans, Linda’s eyes went wide with surprise. They were absolutely huge! As she pulled first one, then the other out of their pants, Linda stared, unable to help herself. Neither man’s cock was hard, yet both were a over a foot long and thick as Rock’s wrist!
“Oh my god! “Linda gasped, and all three men laughed.
“All us brothers got big dicks, missus.” said the one with the gun. “The biggest in the whole fuckin’ world, I’ll bet… Now you get to work on my brothers before I tell them to wet their dicks in little sweet-cheeks over there…”
“Alright…” Linda said, nodding. She took hold of both cocks at the base, pulling at them, feeling the weight of both massive lengths of flesh. The two vein-covered tubes of meat throbbed in her hands, jerking and twitching obscenely. Linda turned to face the man on her left and took his huge cock into her mouth.
“Oh god, mommy…” Linda heard her daughter groan in disgust as she tasted the strange man’s dick.
Linda felt horrible… absolutely humiliated for having to perform this act in front of her husband and two children, but Linda knew that their only hope lie in her pleasing these men. She knew she had to do everything in her power to make that happen, so she sucked him… really sucked him, taking his huge cock
into her throat like she did her husband, pressing forward, forcing the bulbous head past the restriction of her throat… swallowing… sliding her lips down the shaft… feeling the thick shaft slide down, down, until her lips pressed against his pubic hairs… letting her tongue flick out to carress his balls before pulling back… slowly… seductively…
“Uhhh man…” the guy said, looking at Rock. “Your wife sure can suck a mean dick!”
“Ummmmmmmm,” Linda gurgled as she pulled her face off of the man’s stiffening cock.
A string of saliva stretched from her lips to the tip of the man’s prick. Without a word, Linda turned and swallowed the second man, gulping his prick greedily… bobbing her head, her lips making wet, obscene sucking sounds on his dick.
“Will you two kids look at your momma…” One of the brothers teased, “She took to suckin’ our dicks like some kinda fuckin’ whore!” All three men got a kick out of that.
They laughed uproariously as Linda worked back and forth between them, sucking their giant cocks for all she was worth. “You know something?” The man with the gun said in Rock’s ear, “I think she likes suckin’ two dicks at once! Yeah…it looks to me like your wife is havin’ herself a good ‘ol time!!” Rock looked at
his lovely wife, her head bobbing… her lips sliding up and down first one shaft and then the other… her throat working as she swallowed the two brother’s thick, throbbing cocks. “Oh Linda…” he said, his voice full of pain and sadness.
Little Becky watched, absolutely horrified to see her mother working so hard to please these two men with her mouth. She found it hard to believe that she could even get her mouth over either one of them, they were so fat, let alone actually take the foot-plus lengths of meat all the way down her throat! She was
too young to understand why her mother had agreed to do this terrible thing so readily… All she knew was that her mother was letting these men put their things in her mouth… no that wasn’t true… she wasn’t letting them… she was doing it herself! She was sucking them!
Her older brother Mark was equally horrified, but found himself unable to resist staring at his mother’s large, meaty breasts. He felt guilty, but he had never seen tits that big or that perfect before, except in magazines, and the way those two men squeezed and pulled at them… Well it was kind of exciting in a
weird sort of way. If he pretended for a moment that it wasn’t his mother… that she was just some big-titted whore… NO! He couldn’t think like that! But it was too late — he couldn’t stop his own cock from hardening in his pants, and to his utter shame, one of the men noticed.
“Hey look! Junior’s gettin’ a hardon watchin’ his momma give us head!”
“No… it ain’t that…” said the other, “He like’s lookin’ at momma’s big fuckin’ titties.”
“Why don’t you show Junior your pussy, missus?” One of the men suggested. That one caught Linda off guard. She stopped, looking up at the men in surprise. “Now…” The man said, looking meaningfully at Becky.
Linda nodded, her face red with embarrassment. Linda reached up under her skirt and took hold of the waistband of her panties. Lifting her rump off the seat, she pulled them down to her knees, then leaned forward and let them fall to the floor around her ankles. She kicked them aside, then let her legs fall open,
exposing her pussy to the three men, and to her two teenage children.
“Look! She shaves it!” One of the men pointed out.
It was true. Linda kept her crotch shaved smooth and bare because that’s the way Rock liked it. Now, however, it made her feel more like a whore to have these men see her like that. A moment later Linda’s face got redder still, as one of the men reached down to grope her big, firm jugs with both hands while the
second crammed two fat finger’s into her cunt.
“Look at your momma’s pussy boy… You wanna know why she shaves it? It’s because she likes to show it off. Yeah, she likes to show her pussy off wherever she goes. Ain’t that right, missus?”
Linda had gone right back to sucking their cocks, leaving her legs splayed open. Now she pulled her mouth off of a fat, purple dick-head with a loud smacking sound, and turned to face her two teenage children. She knew what was expected of her, and she was determined to play the game just the way these men liked it.
“Yes…” she said, ashamed that her children might think she was for real, “I like to show off my pussy…”
“Where, bitch? Tell me where you like to show it off the most!”
Linda’s mind raced. She needed to think of something fast… something that these men wanted to hear. “I’m a teacher…” Linda began, and it was true.. She taught tenth grade English at a local high-school. “I never wear panties when I teach class.. I like to sit in front of the room and spread my legs, so all the
boys can see my pussy.” Please kids… please don’t believe any of this…
Mark heard his mother and reeled in shock. It never occurred to him that she was lying… He looked at her, sitting there with her pussy exposed, those two men groping at her big mouth-watering tits. She didn’t seem frightened and she certainly wasn’t trying to resist. Hell, she was as hot as any girl in any fuck-mag he had ever seen. He imagined her in class, letting her legs fall open, pulling her skirt up, showing it to all the boys, and his cock twitched.
“Yeah I knew you was a hot number…” one of them said, “Is that all you do is let them look?”
Linda looked up at the man, trying her best to act the part. Oh Mark… Becky… I’m sorry… “No…” she said, pulling on their cocks, rubbing them in her face as she spoke.
“Sometimes I make a whole bunch of them stay after class. I like to get down on my knees and blow them…all of them… sucking all their cocks one after the other… And sometimes I make them eat my pussy…”
“Hey… if she likes havin’ her pussy licked by young boys so much, why don’t we let junior do it?” one of the brothers said, grinning at fifteen-year-old Mark. “Yeah, let’s make him eat it!” Suggested another.
The one digging his fingers into Linda’s pussy nodded.
“Yeah, that’s a good idea. Hey boy… get over here an’ eat your momma’s pussy.” When Mark didn’t move, the man got up and drug the boy over, pushing him to his knees between his mother’s wide-spread thighs. “Eat your momma’s pussy, boy.”
“No!” Mark said in a frightened voice.
While the first brother continued grope Linda’s impressive knockers roughly, the second grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. “Make him do it, missus.” He said. “Make him do it or I’ll let the wind blow through your husband’s head.” Linda knew that the man was serious. They’d all be killed if they didn’t do exactly as they were told. “Yeah… show us all what a whore you are…” said the one with the gun.
That was it, Linda knew. That was what the men wanted. They wanted to see her degrade herself… to have to play the part of the whore in front of her family. Well if that was the only way to survive, then that’s what she’d do. Linda would be a whore now for these men and worry about the consequences later, when they
were safe.
Linda reached out and took her son’s head in both hands. She looked up at her captors. “Eat me…” she said, and pulled him forward, Linda pressed her son’s face into her crotch. “Lick it, Mark… lick my pussy.” Sensing how dangerous their predicament was, Mark began to lap at his mother’s gash.
“Uhhhhh…” Linda grunted, not faking, as her son’s tongue flipped across her clit and then dug deep into her cunt-hole. He’s good. She thought to herself. He’s done this before.
While Mark ate his momma’s pussy, one of the men switched places with the man holding the gun to Rock’s head. The third brother, anxious to join in the fun, pulled out his cock and moved up beside Linda. “Time to make it three cocks in your hot fuckin’ mouth, whore!”
Linda opened her mouth and gobbled up the third brother’s fuck-stick without hesitation. The other brother moved up on her left, and once again, Linda was moving her head back and forth, sucking two giant cocks at once. Only this time, her fifteen-year-old son Mark was between her wide-spread legs, expertly slurping at her cunt.
He’s too good, Linda thought as her pussy twitched. Oh god, Mark… stop
licking at my clit!
“Ommmmmmmm…” Linda groaned around the fat cock in her mouth, unable to help herself, then blushed as the three men laughed.
Mark dug his tongue into his mother’s cunt, tasting the juice that was starting to flow. At the same time he slid his hands up the front of her body, taking hold of her jugs, squeezing and pinching at the swollen, hardening nipples as he ate her. Part of him knew he was going too far, but another part of him was excited… delighted to have his mother’s fat titties in his hands, reveling in the taste of her sloppy, nasty cunt.
Oh Mark, what are you doing!?! Linda tried to fight the feeling in her cunt but it proved much too strong to resist. She pulled her knees up to her shoulders, opening her cunt to his tongue. Gasping in shame, Linda threw back her head and came on her son’s face.
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” she groaned, as the sparks went off between her legs, and her cunt gushed juice onto Mark’s tongue. She heard the three brother’s laughing again, and found to her surprise that it added to her pleasure. They’re watching my son eat my pussy! She thought, and a hot flash
shot through her body. Linda dropped her feet to the floor and lifted her ass off the seat, working her hips, rubbing her drooling fuck-hole into her teenage son’s face.
When it was over, one of the men pulled Mark to his feet. Linda looked up at her son, seeing her own cunt-juice glistening on his face. Beside her, the two men worked their cocks with their hands. “Get your cock out, boy.” One of them ordered.
The other grabbed Linda by the hair and pulled her off the chair, stripping her naked before pushing her to her knees in front of the boy. “Don’t worry about your momma, boy…” One of the men said, kneeling behind Linda. “We ain’t makin’ her do anything she don’t wanna do. You saw the way she sucked our dicks… all
three of us! An’ you heard her talk about suckin’ all them school boys… She ain’t nothin’ but a fuckin’ whore, boy… Why shouldn’t you get your dick sucked too?”
Reaching under Linda’s arms he lifted up the twin mounds of firm flesh. They were too much for even his large hands to handle, but he squeezed them painfully, the nipples poking up ino the air, looking hard and swollen. “Jus’ look at these big fuckin’ titties…” he said, jiggling them nastily. “I know you like ’em, boy…Go on an’ touch ’em.” Mark swallowed, and reached out hesitantly to take hold of his mother’s tits.
“Yeah, that’s it, boy… Squeeze your momma’s big fuckin’ jugs.” The man continued to hold Linda’s tits up so the boy could play with them, and grinned hugely when he saw the excited look in Mark’s eye. “Suck on ’em, boy…Go on. Suck on that nasty whore’s jugs.”
Mark leaned forward and put his mouth over one of Linda’s nipples. He began to smack and slurp away at first one and then the other, thinking about all the boys at school who had probably done the same thing…
Linda groaned helplessly, and the teenager’s breath quickened. She liked it! A moment later, he stepped back and began to fumble with his zipper.
“Yeah, boy. That’s right. Make the filthy slut suck your cock, an then we’ll all take turns fuckin’ her.” Mark pulled his dick from his pants and moved forward.
“Oh Mark, no…” Behind him he could hear his father gasp.
“Just suck my dick!” the boy hissed, and pushed his pecker into his mother’s mouth.
“Umphhh!” Linda gasped, as Mark began to fuck her face. It was disgusting… obscene… Linda didn’t know what had come over her son, yet she knew she had no choice, so she sucked it… sucked her own son’s cock with the same skill she had used on the three other men.
“How’s your son’s dick taste, missus? Is it good?”
“Roll her over onto her back.” One suggested a minute or so later. “Let the boy fuck his mother.” Little Becky sat on the sofa, watching the scene wide-eyed and terrified, as the men forced her mother to lie on her back with her legs spread apart. She was only fourteen, but she looked a lot younger because of her size. She was only four-foot-seven and about 85 pounds, and although she had dated once or twice, she had never let a boy touch her. That’s why this was all so unbelievable… like some kind of horrible nightmare. She heard one of the men speaking to her brother. “Go on, boy…. Fuck the whore.”
Becky couldn’t believe her eyes as Mark climbed between their mother’s thighs. He took his penis in one hand and guided it into Linda’s snatch, lowering his weight onto her, letting his cock slide up into her hot, moist channel. “Ohhhhhhh!” he groaned, feeling his mother’s tight wet pussy squeezing his cock. He had never done it before, and it felt even better than he had expected!
Once again, the man holding the gun traded places with one of the others. As the last brother took his turn guarding Rock, the other two took turns straddling his lovely wife’s head, pushing their cocks down her throat while his son fucked her pussy.
Rock was numb with shock and helplessness. It was bad enough that he was unable to stop the men from using his wife, but to have to watch while his only son fucked her, driving his stiff dick up into her pussy again and again… to have to listen to Linda’s gasps of shame turn to groans of pleasure as she sucked at the two brother’s dicks and lifted her cunt up to meet her young son’s cock.
“Uhgaah…” Linda grunted, pulling her mouth off of a stiff prick. “Fuck me…Ahh god baby, fuck me!!!” An instant later Linda’s pussy exploded.
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgoddddddddddddddddddd!!!” she screamed, squirming beneath her teenage son. She squeezed her fluttering pussy around her son’s penis and saw his eyes glaze over. “Squirt it in me baby…” She cooed. “Come on… Squirt it in momma’s pussy.”
However, the men had other plans for the boy’s spunk. One of them grabbed the boy by the shoulder and literally tore him from between Linda’s legs.
“Make the filthy slut swallow it.” He told the boy, pushing him forward. “Go on, boy… You know you wanna put your dick in your momma’s mouth an’ give her a nice, big mouthful of cum, don’t ‘ya!?!” Mark looked at the man and then nodded.
“Yeah…” he said and leaned over his mother, pushing his cock into her mouth. Linda’s pussy was still twitching as her boy leaned over her, and she took his cock into her mouth gladly.
She wanted to suck him…wanted to make him cum! Rock and Becky were unimportant now… as long as they behaved they’d be safe. All that mattered now was how much she wanted to get fucked, and how badly she needed to taste her son’s jism… to feel his hot, sticky load dribbling down her throat. She knew it was wrong… that it was incest… yet she had loved being forced to fuck her own son.
It had been dirty… so degrading! And she knew Mark had enjoyed it too. She looked up to meet her son’s eyes as he worked his cock in and out of her tightly sucking lips. “Oh god…” he grunted, “I’m gonna do it! I’m gonna do it in her mouth!”
Rock and little Becky watched, frozen in shock, as Linda grabbed her son’s ass, pulling him forward and taking his prick all the way down her throat… holding him there with her lips pressed against his pelvis as he unloaded his balls.
“Unghh!” he gasped, his body convulsing as he shot a jet of goo down his mother’s throat. “Uhhhgod…” Another squirt. He jerked his hips, pulling his dick from Linda’s mouth. His penis literally erupted with a force and quantity of jism that only teenage boys can produce, a thick white stream gushing straight into his mother’s open mouth.
“Mmmmmmm” Linda gurgled. She swallowed greedily, cum running from the corners of her mouth. “Fuck momma’s face, baby.” she begged. “Shoot it down my throat.”
Rock thought he’d be sick as he watched his son force his spurting penis down into Linda’s throat… all he could see was the way Linda’s eyes shone as she gulped again and again and again…In less than a minute it was over.
Mark pulled his limp dick from his mother’s mouth and rolled over onto his back, exhausted.
“Are the three of you gonna fuck me now?” Linda was hot as a firecracker. She lay on her back with her legs splayed wide, fingering herself and squeezing her massive jugs as she looked up at the men. “Are the three of you gonna fuck me now?” She asked again, her own son’s cum hanging from her chin.
“No, I don’t think so…” The man holding the gun said, grinning. “Ya’ see, we like the young stuff!”
As he spoke, the two other men converged on little Becky. “Stay away!” Becky pleaded, trying vainly to scramble over the couch, but the men caught her and held her between them.
Linda scrambled to her feet, but the man with the gun stopped her, motioning for her to get back on the floor with her son.
“Get down there an’ 69 with your son…” he commanded. “Get his dick hard an’ maybe I’ll let him fuck ya’ some more.” Linda obeyed, squatting on her son’s face, leaning forward to take Mark’s prick into her mouth, sucking him as she watched the men holding her struggling young daughter.
“Jesus, she’s so fuckin’ little!” said one. It was true. Little Becky barely came up to their waists.
“How old are you little girl?” One of them asked.
“F-fourteen…” she replied, sniffling.
The two men smiled at each other..
“She’s gonna have tits like her mother…” As he spoke, the man pulled up the front of Becky’s T-shirt, exposing the cutest, pointiest little set of teenage titties you’ve ever seen.
“God damn!” The man grinned, “We gonna pork us a pretty little schoolgirl!” Becky started to cry as the two men turned her around, and forced her to kneel on the sofa. They had her bent way over the back of the couch with her knees together and her cute little rear end stuck up in the air. One of the men held
little Becky’s arms while the other unbuttoned her cut-offs. Then he grabbed her shorts and panties in both hands and whipped them down around her knees, leaving the youngster’s sweet little baby-fat ass bared for them all to see.
Without a word, the man climbed up behind the youngster while his brother held her. He wedged the huge, swollen head of his thick, eighteen-inch dick in the crack of the tiny teenager’s ass and shoved. The fourteen year old screamed and the big man cursed. “Hold her still, will ya? I’m tryin’ to get it in her butt…”
“Oh god!” Rock hissed, as the realization hit him. They were going to sodomize her! These huge men were going to sodomize his tiny little girl! “Please…” he begged, “Don’t hurt her…”
Linda sobbed as she sucked on her son’s dick.
Becky looked up, tears flowing down her cheeks.
“Daddyyyyy!!!” she cried, and a moment later her eyes flew wide in surprise, as the monstrous cock-head popped into her tender, virgin anus.
“Aaahhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!” The little girl screamed, her face contorted in pain. The man hesitated with just the head of his massive cock in her sweet little schoolgirl butt. It looked like a god-damned baseball bat sticking out from between her baby-fat cheeks…the tight, puckered ring of her tiny virgin anus was clearly visible, twitching and jerking around the impossibly fat shaft.
The man grabbed Becky by her by the pony tail and shoved, driving more than half of his hard, fat cock up into the teenager’s spasming butt-hole. He turned his head, looked Rock straight in the eye, and grinned as he jerked his hips, whipping his cock completely from the little girl’s butt. The youngster’s mouth fell open and she sucked in a big gulp of air. He immediately placed it against the fourteen-year-old’s fluttering anus and shoved it back in to the balls.
“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!” Becky bawled, as the entire foot and a half of hard, fat meat was packed up into her bowels. “It burns, oh god daddy, it burns so bad!”
“Do ‘er again, Buck!” The one holding Becky said.
The one called Buck nodded and whipped his dick from little Becky’s buns, only this time he took hold of her ass with both hands and spread her cheeks. The poor girl’s abused and burning butt-hole was clenching and unclenching uncontrollably, looking so tiny in the big man’s hands. “Look at that, Chip…” He told the other. “Tightest little shit-hole you’ll ever fuck!” He moved in again, brutally slamming his prick back up into little Becky’s rear-end. He began to stroke the girl… working every inch of his oversized cock in and out of her ass-hole, pumping the entire length up into the fourteen-year-old’s little baby-fat buns so hard he knocked the wind out of her. Meanwhile, his brother had his cock in his hand, rubbing it in the crying schoolgirl’s face,
trying to get it in her mouth. “Suck on it, you little bitch… put it in your mouth like your momma did…”
Becky was bawling like a baby, babbling about how badly her ass-hole hurt, begging them to stop, yet at the same time she obeyed, licking at the thick shaft of meat dangling in her face… smacking and sucking at… reasoning on an unconscious level that this was the only way to make the pain stop.
“Man she can’t even get it in her mouth…” The man said, sounding disappointed. “And I really wanted to see sweet-cheeks with a mouthful of cock!”
“I got an idea…” said the man holding the gun to Rock’s head. “Let’s make her do her daddy!”
Both brothers agreed readily, and Rock was instructed to pull out his dick. He refused, and the man pulled back the hammer with a loud click. Having no other choice, Rock undid his pants and pulled out his flaccid prick.
Meanwhile, the two brother’s continued to abuse Rock’s sobbing teenage daughter. “Get over there, you little whore…” The man fucking Becky’s butt said. He simply reached under the small girl and lifted her up, keeping her impaled on his dick as he carried her over, dropping to his knees again in front of her old man.
“Suck your daddy’s dick, you little cunt!” The man holding the gun said. He leaned down to Rock’s ear.
“You just lean back and enjoy it mister… ain’t no hurry, cause me an’ the boys are gonna spend the next couple of hours pumpin’ your little girl’s butt!” Rock made a sound like a strangle groan, but didn’t move. There was nothing he could do. He watched helplessly, as the big man drove his monster cock deep into his little girl’s ass as hard as he could, over and over, obviously enjoying the way she whimpered and sobbed, commanding the youngster to suck Rock’s dick. He saw Becky lift her head, her eyes unfocused. “Daddy…” she said as her fingers closed around Rock’s limp penis. Craning her neck forward, little Becky took her father’s dick into her mouth. “There ya’ go, sweet-thing! Suck on daddy’s dick while I pump your tight little shit-hole!”
Linda felt Mark turn his head between her legs, so he could watch as the man sodomized his little sister. She felt his prick begin to stiffen in her mouth as the man drove his huge prick up into Becky’s butt-hole again and again.
My god… he’s actually enjoying all of this, she thought, and a moment later she felt her son’s finger pressing at her own anus, trying to work it in there. “No Mark… don’t” she said, and was instantly sorry she did. The man who was watching turned his head and grinned.
“Look…” he said, nudging the man cornholing the little girl. “Junior wants to fuck his mother’s shitter!” “Go give him a hand.” The other replied. “I’m OK here.”
The man walked over and grabbed Linda by the hair.
“Roll over, bitch.” he said, and Linda was forced to obey. She lay flat on her stomach, her firm, tanned buns sticking up invitingly. Mark didn’t need any encouragement. He climbed up behind his mother and pushed his cock up into her ass, and not gently either, but savagely, brutally like the man had done to his sister.
“Ahhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” Linda wailed, as Mark drove the Hershey Highway. Meanwhile Becky continued to suck her father’s dick while the big man reamed out her ass. The man who had helped Mark got up and approached his brother. “Lemme get some of that…” he said.
The other man grinned and whipped his slimy cock from little Becky’s ass-hole. The teenager grunted nastily and pulled her mouth off of her father’s cock, looking back over her shoulder just in time to see the men change places.
“Oh god no…” she groaned, but a moment later the second man’s cock had slid painfully up into her butt.
“Oh daddy, help me…” the youngster pleaded between grunts and gasps. “They’re takin’ turns…They’re takin’ turns in my heinie!!!”
The minutes clicked slowly by. The first brother to fuck Becky’s ass replaced the one holding the gun, and he too took his turn in the little girl’s butt. She still thrashed and moaned from the pain, sobbing and sucking away at her father’s cock. Linda on the other hand had quieted down. Rock was disgusted to see that after several minutes of butt-fucking she had begun to grunt like an animal, sticking her shapely ass up into the air so her son could plow it better with his dick. “How is that, boy?” one of the men asked.
“It’s tight…” Mark hissed through clenched teeth. “Oh momma, your ass-hole’s so tight!” Rock heard his wife moan and saw her reach back to grab the boys hands, pulling them forward, lifting the front of her body off the floor momentarily, so the boy could get hold of her gigantic jugs.
“Squeeze them while you cornhole me…” Linda begged, surprising Rock with her language. “Hurt my ass-hole, baby. Come on. Make it hurt!” Mark began to savage his mother, pounding his dick up her ass. Linda wailed and shivered, and said something Rock would never forget.
“You can fuck my butt anytime you want, baby… from now on… You just say the word and I’ll bend over for you. I’ll even bend over for your friends, too! Would you like that, baby? Would you like me to let all your friends do it too?” The three brothers broke into peals of laughter.
The minutes turned into ten, and then twenty. The three brothers had switched again and again, each of them having five or six turns apiece up little Becky’s ass. To Rock’s absolute horror, the tiny, 85 pound schoolgirl begin to mew nastily, and he saw her back arch and her ass begin to quiver. At the same time she began to suck him feverishly, her lips sucking and smacking at his cock in a way that was impossible to ignore. Rock felt his cock begin to harden in his little girl’s mouth.
“Oh it’s good now daddy…” Becky cooed, “Let me make you feel good too…” She went back to sucking her father’s cock hungrily, while around her the three brother’s laughed uproariously.
Mark had been watching his sister the whole time. Hearing her now was just too much for him. He grunted and shot his load up into his mother’s ass-hole. Linda gasped and clenched her ass-cheeks as tightly as she could. “Oh god yeah mom squeeze it!” he yelled, and pumped her like a jackhammer.
The man sodomizing Becky pulled his cock from her ass and threw her to the floor beside her mother and brother. “Make the little tramp clean your dick off in her mouth!” He told Mark.
As Becky’s older brother grinned and pulled his slimy prick out of his mother’s ass, the little girl rolled over onto her back, her mouth open and inviting. “I’ve always wanted to do this, Becky…” Mark said, as he slid his dirty dickinto his sister’s mouth.
He took both of the youngster’s tits in hand and squeezed them, letting his sister do all the work. Becky moaned and took her time sucking him clean, obviously enjoying the terrible act. Then, to the three brother’s immense enjoyment, Mark had an idea of his own. He pulled his little sister by the hair, dragging her over to where her mother lay, exhausted, cum oozing from her freshly fucked ass-hole.
“Lick it up…” Mark said, pushing little Becky’s face between the greasy cheeks of her mother’s ass. “Clean out her ass with your tongue!”
Little Becky obeyed instantly, noisily slurping and lapping at her mother’s filthy butt-hole, using her tongue to scoop the jism from her mother’s anus and then gulping it down.
Grinning, Mark climbed up behind her and parted her buns, looking at her tiny fucked-out anus. “Oh Becky…I’m gonna fuck your poop-chute!” he said, and sunk his still-stiff prick deep into his little sister’s rear.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Becky groaned, her face covered with the slime from her mother’s ass. She was so excited, she cursed for the very first time. “Fuck me, Markie… Fuck my rear-end hard!”
The men gathered round, encouraging the boy to ream his sister harder, laughing as he slammed his dick up into her. With every stroke the little girl moved closer to her very first orgasm. Uhhhhgod Markie…” she groaned, “Don’t stop… I… I… uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
The little 85 pound youngster thrashed and squirmed uncontrollably as she came, her ass-hole impaled on her big brother’s dick. Before she had a chance to stop, one of the men pulled Mark off of her and rammed his massive fuck-stick straight up the girl’s butt.
“Eeeeeiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!” Becky shrieked as she came again, harder this time, her ass-hole clenching on the fat shaft, pinching it as her ass bucked and twitched below him.
“Ahhhghhhh!!” the man grunted, and unleashed a torrent of hot jism up into Becky’s rectum. He turned his head to look at Rock. “I just busted my nut up your little girl’s butt…” he said, milking the last few drops into the teenager’s behind.
“My turn.” said the second brother. He climbed up behind Becky and inserted his fat prick in her butt. Almost immediately, the little girl began working towards another orgasm.
“Your little girl’s a natural butt-slut!” he told Rock. “Yeah,” he said, “This won’t take long…”
As he stroked the youngster, his brother forced the little girl to lick his cock clean, which she did, cumming again halfway through the project… shivering and shaking and moaning as she licked the slime from the cock. In less than a minute, he too pumped a large load up into the little girl’s bowels.
“God, this tramp’s hole is gettin’ nasty!” he said, as he pulled his filthy cock from Becky’s ass. He moved around in front of the girl and grinned as she licked it like a lollypop. It was the third one’s turn after that.
He followed the other’s example, fucking her brutally for a minute or so before busting his nut in the fourteen-year-old’s tight little ass. When they had finished, they made the little girl squat over her mother’s face, forcing the older woman to catch the jism on her tongue and swallow it, as it oozed out of her daughter’s ass. Little Becky squatted over her mother’s face, leaning forward on her hands. Every time her mother’s tongue flicked across her burning anus she twitched and spasmed. She could feel a great gob of cum still up in her ass… the combined cum from all three men.
She pushed her ass-hole down onto her mother’s stiff tongue, and reaching down she spread her cheeks with both hands, relaxing the muscles there. With a nasty farting sound, the cum dribbled out of her, slowly at first and then plopping out in a gooey glob right into her mother’s open mouth.
“Uhhhhhhh!!!” little Becky groaned, cumming. Linda slurped and gulped down the nasty mess, digging in her cunt with both hands. Still not satisfied, the men had the two females 69 next, enjoying the sight of mother and daughter slurping at each other’s pussies, the mother on the bottom and the cute little teenager on the top, with her tender ass-hole exposed.
The man with the gun motioned Rock over. “Fuck her butt-hole.” he said. “Lemme see you bust your little girl’s butt.” Rock dropped to his knees behind Becky, his cock in his hand.
He didn’t have any choice. He put the head against her slimy, drooling ass-hole and pushed, his cock sliding easily into the well-fucked hole. Little Becky pulled her goo-covered face from her mother’s crotch and looked back at her father.
“Don’t worry, daddy…” she sighed, “I like it now…” Rock closed his eyes and stroked her, easy at first, but harder and harder as the men urged him on. Soon he was really plowing her, fucking her butt-hole as hard as he could.
Becky was groaning and tossing her head, obviously enjoying it immensely. “Oh god daddy… it feels so good…. I’m gonna let all the boys at school put their things up there… an’ the teachers too… an’… an’… everybody!”
As Rock listened to his daughter babble on, he felt his prick began to swell in her tight little ass. He pushed her face into his wife’s cunt, listened to her slurp at the sloppy, greasy gash. He grabbed her firm little titties and stroked her… humping her teenage butt-hole like a wild dog.
“You do that, Becky…” Rock grunted, “You hear? I want you to ask every boy at school to put his cock in your ass…”
“Yes, daddy.” Becky moaned, “I swear I will…”
“You’re a little whore, Becky… A sloppy, tight-assed little fuckin’ whore!” Rock grunted and a jet of cum burst up into Becky’s butt. He quickly pulled his cock from her tight little shitter and pushed it right into her mouth.
“Swallow daddy’s cum, you little slut… Swallow it like you’re gonna swallow all those loads at school!” Becky groaned and drank her father’s jism. When she finished, the three men threw them their clothes, and then pushed them out onto the porch, slamming the door. The family looked at each other for a moment and then dressed, before starting back towards the car.
They walked for a mile or so, dense trees lining both sides of the road. Rock and Linda were walking behind their two kids, and Rock’s eyes fell to the damp spot on his daughter’s shorts… cum leaking from her ass-hole.
He looked to his right and saw Linda staring too.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” she asked.
Rock grinned. “Sure am…”
He took little Becky’s hand and led her into the woods.
“Come on, honey…” Linda said, leading her son by the hand. “Momma needs her butt fucked…”
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The conspiracy to end my virginity hadn’t gone anywhere near as planned. On the way to our romantic afternoon at the lake, my friends and I were hit by a drunk driver. The crash killed my best friend, Micah, took part of Tracy’s leg, and left me unconscious for the better part of a week.
He’s sitting there, telling me about Corey’s recent visit to the vet and I’m wondering to myself how it is that he turns the switch off and on so effortlessly. It’s almost as though he’s two different people. And it’s not a matter of when he’s been drinking or not, he can do it pretty anytime, anywhere, without any thought. “Yeah, Abbey didn’t go this time so it was a lot easier than last. Corey was a trooper with his shots,” he’s rambling and all I can think about is how I hope he’ll dick whip me later with his massive cock. For now though, I’ll keep listening and catching glimpses of his sexy eyes as we drive across the bridge in the rain. Looking at him, you wouldn’t suspect that he loves to dominate in the bedroom. But then again, looking at me, you probably wouldn’t suspect that I love the helpless, submissive feelings that run through me like a live electrical line when I’m around him.
It’s a long drive to my place due largely to short traffic and the rain but finally we get there. He’s been here before and I’m glad that he makes himself at home, immediately heading to the fridge. “Can I make you a drink?,” he asks as he pours himself a shot of vodka. “Sure, I’ll have a vodka and pomegranate,” I reply reaching around him to take a glass from the cabinet. Pressing my tits against him, I inhale his scent deeply. “Damn, he drives me wild,” I think to myself. He knows what I crave, and it’s not the drink. He turns around, pulls me into him, pressing my head to his chest. His left hand firmly grasps the back of my head, holding it against him and with his right hand he reaches for the hem of my black dress, yanking it upwards over my hips. In one swift motion he steps away from me, pushes me down so that my cheek is pressed against the kitchen counter, the chilled vodka bottle millimeters away from my nose.
“Listen carefully, I know what you want. And I can’t say that I blame you. But you have to learn that you’ll get what I want you to get, when I want you to get it. You either learn to behave yourself or you run the risk of not getting anything at all. Understand? ” At the exact moment I utter “Uh huh,” I feel the hot sting of his hand against my ass. I grasp the counter’s edge, holding on tight, knowing that he rarely stops with one hit, and that each one comes down with a greater fury than the last. I also suspect that he’s smiling behind me, knowing that I won’t dare cry out, lest the neighbors hear me. How it is that they don’t hear the deafening sound of the cracks to my ass is beyond me. Biting my bottom lips, I begin counting the spankings in my head, “two…. three…. Four…. Five, ouch that one really stung…….. six… Whoa!, Now that’s different.” He’s taken the chilled bottle and pressed it firmly against my ass to take away some of the heat from his firm spanking. “Now, what did you say you’d have to drink?” he casually asks. As he opens the fridge I pull myself together. There goes that switch. He’s done toying with me for now. He proceeds to pour himself another shot, makes me a drink, grabs a beer and before leaving the kitchen he gives me one of those sensitive, deep, wet kisses that soak my panties and confuse the hell out of me. “How the hell does it do it?” I wonder following him into the living room.
Heeding his words, I don’t push him for anything over the next few hours. Instead, I just take him. He’s relaxed, drink in hand, stereo on, feet up on the couch. He’s been talking for a while about his friend’s place which apparently, is a bit of a shithole. I’m stretched out on the sofa, facing him and he’s softly, and I suspect unconsciously, rubbing my feet and ankles while he talks. His touch is so soft, almost feathery. I try not to show any reaction to his touch but it’s difficult as any touch of his sends an electrical current shooting through my veins. And I’m secretly hoping that when I get up there’s not a stain on the sofa from my soaking pussy. The panties are absolutely no good now – hell, they were soaked when I picked him up hours ago. Lost for a moment in this thought, I don’t register his voice when he asks, “I need another drink. You want anything while I’m up?” He squeezes my ankle firmly and says “Where the hell are you? Did you even hear me talking about Greg?” I look up at him, “Of course! “
While he’s in the kitchen draining the vodka bottle, I quickly stand and give a quick glance to the sofa. “Whew! No stains, that’s good.” Hearing him rustling around in the cabinets I decide to clean up a little. In the bathroom I run a wad of toilet paper through my slit, soaking up the creamy juices that have been accumulating. One swipe won’t do it so I grab another fistful and wipe again. I’d love to take these wet panties off but I know better. He hasn’t told me I can, so I better not. I look at myself in the mirror as I flush the toilet. “When did you become such a slut? Why do you let him treat you the way he does? Correction! Why do you want him to treat you the way he does? You never liked to be told anything before. Shit, if anyone politely asked you suck their cock before you’d probably say no, just to tease them. And yet with him, you can’t get enough you dirty cocksucker.” I shake my head not having any answers and I head back out to the living room.
He’s turned off the lights and lit a few candles. I also noticed that he’s shut the vertical blinds. That’s a good sign. He’s not sitting on the sofa now. Instead, he’s positioned himself on the big velvet chair. “Get down on your knees and come over here.” I see him reaching for his zipper and I suspect he’s finally going unleash his cock. Slowly, I crawl over to him and I’m thinking he’s finally going to let me suck on his thick meat. “I don’t want to look at you, you hungry whore. Turn around! Put your elbows up on the coffee table and stick that ass high in the air for me!” I scurry into position, and again he beats my ass. The sting brings tears to my eyes. He’s a master when it comes to spankings. I’ve been playfully spanked once or twice before by other guys but he has it down to punishment as an art form. He elects not just to spank the fleshy, round curve of the ass cheek but also, just below the curve of the ass – right on that invisible line between the ass cheek and the upper thigh. That’s what hurts the most. Those are the hits that take me to the edge and make me fearful that one of these days he’s not going to listen when I cry out to him, begging him to stop, between my sobs and gasps for air.
Fortunately, this time he does hear me and he does listen. He stops, stands and sits down on the coffee table in front of me. He can see that he’s pushed me further than he has before and he can see that I’m about to break. He holds my head in his lap and he runs his fingers through my thick hair. He knows this isn’t easy for me. He knows he scares me. He knows I’m taking risks with him, with myself. He knows I’m struggling with wanting it and having it. “Oh baby, it’s okay. You know you’re just scared. You know I won’t hurt you. And most importantly, you know you want it.” He lifts my head so that I’m looking at him, staring into those intense eyes. “You’re a sexy woman. Why you have difficulty in grasping that I don’t know. But you are. And you bring this on yourself. “ He stands, unzips, drops his jeans and yanks out his cock. “Now suck it bitch.”
He grabs my hair with one hand, and wraps the other around his shaft. “Open wide and stick your tongue out.” I do as I’m told, opening wide, but he doesn’t feed it all to me. Instead, he teases me, giving me just the head, slapping it against my tongue, or striking me across the cheek with the rock hard shaft. I can see a few drops of pre-cum on the tip and I’m anxious to taste him. Despite his firm grasp on the back of my head, I manage to lick his swollen head and get that taste of what I’ve been craving. Rather than being pleased, he’s pissed and I feel his hand strike my cheek hard. This startles me but before I can even react, he’s ramming his cock down my throat. He fucks my face, first hard and fast and then slowing down a bit, guiding the shaft in and out of my hungry throat, allowing me to register my pleasure with soft moans. I try to stroke his head with my tongue but it’s near impossible, given that he likes to bury himself deep in my throat. When he finds that spot, he gives a soft moan himself and orders me, “Don’t move.” He gags me, my eyes welling up, struggling to catch my breath. He pulls out only long enough to me to gasp for air before jamming it in again and again and again.
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Part 4
For the next couple days, Lisa asked me a lot of questions and slowly relaxed around me. My interaction with the rest of my new family is almost strictly related to food. The only exception is the need to wash off Tom and Mary. They seemed to have shit on themselves a few times. Both of them were begging and pleading for me to release them, but I didn’t think they were ready yet.
After another day, I decided it was time to test the programming. I set the recording to stop in just as I would enter the cell. I wore my robe and placed a taser in the pocket.
I walked into Tom & Mary’s cell. I walked up to the computer and clicked off the script, turned towards them and said. “How are my two slaves this morning?”
Both were looking at me trying to shake their heads “good”, their eyes locked on me. There was no hate in their eyes. If I were reading their looks correctly, they desired to know what I wanted them to do.
As I removed Mary’s harness and mouthpiece, she said. “Good morning Master. How may I serve you?”
“After I remove Tom’s harness, you both will find out.”
I removed Tom’s harness and mouthpiece and he stated “Thank you Master, how may I serve you?”
I started “I have a small task for you. You are going to teach someone how to suck my cock. You will explain to this student, that since they are my slave, they are to learn how to please me and that their first lesson will be to learn how to suck my cock. Do you understand?”
“Yes master” they replied.
“We are going to start by showing Lisa how to suck cock.”
“But she is too young?” Mary replied.
At that point, I knew that the treatment hadn’t quite taken effect yet.
I instructed Tom and Mary to their table.
Tom turned around saying “No, I won’t get back on that fucking table! I refu…”
Tom’s comment was cut short from a violent shaking caused from the jolt of my taser.
“I don’t make requests. Mary, assist me moving Tom back onto his table. I want him to lie on his back.”
We placed Tom on his table we proceeded to secure his arms, legs and head. I handed Mary the Anal dildo and the nipple clamps. While I replaced the harness onto Tom’s head and inserted his mouthpiece and tongue clamp. I had Mary attach the other attachments onto Tom. I went over to the computer and started Tom’s portion of the program but with shorter pauses between jolts. In a matter of seconds, Tom woke up and realized that his nightmare had begun again. His ass, nipples and tongue were on fire and there was nothing he could do but scream.
I had not pleasured myself in a couple days so I pointed at Toms cock shouting at Mary “Start sucking” as I proceeded to step behind her. As Mary started to suck Toms cock, I slipped my cock into Mary’s pussy. It wasn’t long before Tom’s cock had responded to Mary. I pulled my cock out and had Mary climb up onto the table and sit on Tom’s cock. As soon as she had buried it all the way in, I stepped up and slammed my cock deep into her ass. I could feel Tom’s cock jump from the jolts right through Mary’s.
I hammered my cock unmercifully until I filled her ass with my sperm.
I quickly pulled out and told Mary to get up onto her table. As Mary walked to her table, she started to plead, “Master, I promise to do better. I will do as you command, just please don’t”
“Get on your table now” I commanded, cutting her pleas off.
Mary quickly got on her table. I tightened the restraints. I grabbed 3 of her instruments. The vagina dildo, and both nipple clamps. After I inserted the dildo and clipped on the clamps, I programmed the computer to randomly discharge the three points rapidly. Mary’s eyes opened wide and she screamed when the pain hit. I walked over and placed her harness on her head and inserted the mouthpiece. Mary was very cooperative, between the screams.
“I was very disappointed in the both of you. I gave you a task and you questioned it. You had doubts. Understand you no longer have children to worry about; they are my slaves. You do not have each other to worry about; you are my slaves. You will do what I tell you to do. Without hesitation! Trust me when I say, this punishment can get worse, much worse.”
The quick DP of Mary had not entirely fulfilled my needs and seeing Mary so eagerly wanting to please her master, I proceeded to stick my hard cock into Mary’s mouth. Mary did all she could to try to suck on my cock. The mouthpiece prevented her from biting my cock when the shocks hit. Mary clamped down on my cock with her lips and sucked with everything she could. Her tongue lapped and played with my cock like it was her final meal. It was not long before my cock was nice and hard. I shoved my cock all the way down her throat. Between her gags and the tightening of her neck muscles from the shocks, it was a pleasant feeling. I removed my cock from her mouth as she gasped for air.
Mary’s ass was still prepped from the previous fuck so I placed my cock head at her anus and shoved. I am not sure if she groaned because of me or a shock, but her ass tightened around my cock like a vise. The feeling of her ass tightening in irregular intervals was incredible. It felt like her body was a machine designed just to suck my cock into her ass. She was an electric anal cock vibrator. It wasn’t long before I unloaded into her bowels again. After I pulled my cock out of her ass, I replaced it with the anal dildo and also clipped the tongue clip. I also inserted Toms Cock tube before changing the program to include all of the attachments.
“Good night my pets” I said as I left to grab myself a shower.
Over the next couple days I watched Tom and Mary closely. I enjoyed fucking Mary while she was still plugged in. During the couple days, I gave then a few minutes occasionally to rest.
After those couple days ended, I decided it was time for another test. Stacey was trying to be defiant and not learning her Principles so she was going to be the instrument of the test.
I walked into the cell. They both watched me walk up to the computer and stop the programs.
“Good morning slaves. I have a new task for both of you. First, Posted on the door are your slave rules. You will need to start learning these quickly. Start with the Hand Communications and Positions. Second, Stacey has been denying her servitude towards me. She has already shown defiance to learning these Principles. Therefore I am going to place her in your hands. You are going to initiate her Sexual training. You are to abuse her, fuck her, suck her, slap her, and convince her that she is my slave and she is to serve me. I have verified that she is a virgin, so enjoy it. Train her well. I will provide you with toys. You will have 24 hours to complete her training. Do not fail me. Do you understand?
They both shook their heads yes.
I removed all the attachments and released them from their tables. I informed them that they had to be ready in about 16 hours and that they were also to shower, eat and grab some sleep. I would awaken them before their task was to begin.
“Yes Master” was all I heard before they quickly headed to the shower. I grabbed the computer cart and wheeled it into storage. I turned the monitoring system to the shower room and listened.
Tom: “I am glad the Master let us off the tables. I didn’t know how much more I could handle of that infernal machine.”
Mary: I am glad also. Stacey sure must have made the Master mad.”
Tom: “Well we had better hurry up and get some sleep or we won’t be worth shit. One thing is for sure, I don’t want to displease him again.”
Mary: “Neither do I”
They quickly finished their showers; dried off, wolfed down the food I left them. As I shut off my monitor, they were intently reading their rules.
I had a few errands to run that kept me out of the house for most of the day.
When I returned, I brought food for Lisa and Anna. I went to my study and took a look at Stacey. She was sitting on her bed staring into space. I turned on the video recorder to Stacey’s cell, gathered a few items together and headed to awaken Tom and Mary.
Both woke up as I opened their cell door.
“Good Morning Master!” they stated.
“Good Afternoon. Hope you slept well.”
“Yes Master, very well”
“Now here is a box of toys that you may need shortly. I wanted you to be ready when I need you. Mary, I want you to suck Tom and get him nice and hard, but do not let him cum. And as for you Tom, lick Mary’s pussy and get her ready also. I will return in a few minutes to collect you both. Be ready!”
“Yes Master!” they both exclaimed.
Stacey jumped when she heard me open her cell door.
“Hello my pet. How are you doing this evening?” I said
Stacey started to rattle off a bunch of questions “Where are my mom and dad? Where are my sisters? When are you going to let us go home? Why are you doing this to us?”
I cut her off saying “First of all, this is your home now. You are my property. Today is your first lesson. You are going to learn how to be a good sex slave. We can do this with me or with your parents. I would be the slow and easy way, or a fast and painful way with your parents. I prefer the slow way. The slow way is the least painful. Actually, it could be quite enjoyable for us both.”
Stacey cowered in the corner of her bed and shouted “I don’t care what way you want, you ain’t touching me you pervert! I am not your slave. My mom and dad would never do anything like that to me!”
“So you want it the painful way. I expected that since you have refused to learn your principles. I could give you a choice, I could chain you up and fuck you hard or I could bring in your parents to train you. I think I will just bring your parents”
As I turned to leave the cell I said “Be right back with your instructors“
I opened up Tom and Mary’s cell and said “collect your toys and follow me.”
As I walked towards Stacey’s cell, Tom and Mary were following closely behind like kids on Christmas morning.
As we entered the cell, I pointed down at the floor to the location I wanted Tom and Mary to stand. Stacey jumped up racing towards Tom and Mary shouting “Mom, Dad, What is going on?”
I grabbed Stacey before she could reach them. I scooped her up and held her away from them. She started screaming for help from Tom and Mary, but they remained frozen behind me. I threw Stacey down on her bed and held her there. I told her to stay on her bed until I leave and then she will be able to spend time with them.
“Let me introduce your instructors; Tom and Mary. You will refer them as your instructors. Tom, Mary, This is Stacey, your student. She is yours to instruct.”
I turned to head out the door I said “You have your task. I will check back later to check on your progress.”
“Yes Master” was the last words I heard as I walked out the cell and locked the door.
I walked down to my study and brought up the camera. I needed Stacey to be broken.
Stacey jumped up and ran to Tom and Mary jumping into their arms. “Dad, Mom, what is going on?”
Tom grabbed Stacey by the arm. “Did you refuse to serve the master?”
Stacey: “Of course. I wouldn’t let that asshole touch me!”
Tom reached back and slapped Stacey across the face. Stacey hit the floor and looked up in terror. Tom had never hit her before. Stacey looked at Mary expecting protection, but all she heard was “You should have listened to the Master. Now we will have to teach you how to act properly towards him.”
“WHAT! What has he done to you?” Stacey shouted
Mary reached over and grabbed Stacey by the hair, dragging her towards Tom. She pushed Stacey’s face towards his cock saying “And your first lesson is cock sucking. Open your mouth and start sucking!”
“NOOOO, MOM!” Stacey shouted. As Stacey said ‘mom’, Mary shoved Tom’s cock between her lips.
Stacey pushed against Tom’s waist with all her might to get away from them.
“OK, if she doesn’t want to suck, I guess we need to open up her other holes first.” Tom said to Mary.
Mary grabbed the cuffs from the box and quickly put Stacey’s hands behind her back. Mary rolled her over onto her back and sat on her face saying “If you won’t suck cock, lets see if you would prefer to start with sucking my pussy.”
Mary then grabbed Stacy by the arms and rolled her on top of her so that Stacey was face down looking at Mary’s pussy. Tom got above them and held Stacey down.
“Tom, now you can fuck her holes, and I get a great view!” Mary stated.
“When was the last time you ever got a chance to eat a virgin pussy Mary? You get her pussy ready and I will suck on her virgin ass. Of course, neither will be virgin much longer.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her ears. What has happened to her parents? They were talking about fucking me in my pussy and ass. How could they? Why are they raping me?
As Mary started licking on the pussy, Tom started sticking his tongue in Stacey’s ass.
They both playfully took turns moving back and forth between both holes.
“I think it is about time to deflower our student. And you have front row seating Mary.”
As Tom sat up and placed his hard cock at the wet pussy he said “I haven’t had a cherry in years. Not since I had yours Mary”
Mary started to lick Tom’s cock and Stacey’s pussy. Tom slowly started to push, as the head slowly disappeared into Stacey’s body.
“NO DAD! STOP, PLEASE DON’T!” Stacey screamed.
Mary reached down and grabbed Stacey’s head and pushed it into her pussy “You should be eating my pussy, not talking.”
As Tom pushed his cock in, he felt Stacey trying to squeeze him out. She was trying to prevent the invasion from her father. Tom felt her hymen resist and then finally succumb. Stacey screamed out in pain as she felt like she was being ripped in half.
Tom continued to push his cock until it had completely disappeared inside her pussy. As he pulled in back, Mary could see lines of blood on his cock.
Tom commented “Damn she is tight. I think she is even tighter than you were, Mary.”, as he continued his assault on the young pussy.
“Well, I was a couple years older and you had made me very wet before you stuck that beautiful cock into me. You didn’t have to hold me down to fuck me.”
Stacey couldn’t believe her eyes and ears. Nothing made sense. Why are they acting like this? Why are they hurting me?
Mary watched Tom slam his cock into Stacey repeatedly. Mary remembered the joy of him shoving his cock into her. The feelings when the Master shoved his cock into her in the garage. Tom looked so sexy fucking Stacey. Mary started to lick on Stacey’s clit.
Stacey stopped struggling. There was obviously nothing she could do to prevent this assault so she just gave up.
“Mary, I think she is trying to ignore us, don’t you think?”
“Well, I know she is not sucking on my pussy like she should, I think our student needs a little incentive to regain her interest into her studies. Why don’t you try the other hole?”
Tom pulled his cock out of Stacey’s pussy and raised it a little higher.
Stacey felt Tom place his cock at the entrance to her ass. She squeezed it tight hoping it would prevent him from what ever he had planned.
“NO, DON’T YOU DARE! STOP IT! YOU BOTH SICK! YOU’RE HURTING ME” Stacey shouted as Tom pushed.
“The more you resist, the more it will hurt. I will fuck your ass. You will get use to having a cock in your pussy and ass. Yours is my first virgin ass and I will enjoy it!” Tom shouted as he shoved hard. The head popped past Stacey’s sphincter muscle. Stacey screamed in pain and continued to scream for several minutes while tears poured out of her eyes. Suddenly, Stacey stopped screaming, stopped crying, and stopped moving. Stacey had given up. The people she loved had hurt her in ways she had never imagined.
This was what I was looking for. Stacey’s spirit had been broken. Now she was ready to be molded into my pet. I stood up from my desk and turned off the monitor. I grabbed some dinner and placed it in Tom & Mary’s cell.
Tom and Mary both looked up as I opened the cell door.
“Stop what you’re doing! Take all your toys and put Stacey on her bed. Return to your cell NOW.” I said trying to sound angry.
Tom quickly pulled his cock from Stacey’s ass and picked her up off of Mary. They removed the cuffs and put Stacey on her bed before quickly moving back to their cell. They both had looks of disappointment, confusion, and terror on their faces. They thought they had done something wrong, but they were not sure what it was. They thought they were going to be put back on their tables.
I followed them back to their cells. “You did good both of you. Here is some dinner. Since you’re both quite sexually charged, you may indulge yourselves for the rest of the night.”
Tom looked up at me inquisitively and said “But Master, we failed to train her.”
I looked at him “You proceeded as I commanded. Do not question the results. I gave you direction and you proceeded towards the completion as I needed. I determine when something is completed, I determine when you have been successful or if you have failed. You will finish learning your principles. From now on, questioning my commands will be punished. Now good night”
Both Tom and Mary said their good nights as I left their cell.
I headed back to Stacey’s cell. She has coiled up into the fetal position on her bed. She was not making a sound. I walked up to her and gently stood her up. I walked her from her cell into the shower room. I turned on the hot water and started to gently wash her abused body. Stacey just stood there with a blank look on her face. I washed and rinsed her hair. Then I soaped up a soft cloth and proceeded to wash her face, ears and neck. I stepped behind her, putting my chest against her back.
“You’re safe now.” I whispered into her ear.
I stepped back and washed her back and arms. Her body is so firm and soft. I stepped in front and started to wash her chest. My hands moving around those perfect mounds. I tweaked one of her nipples, but she didn’t respond. I continued to wash her stomach and waist. As I started to wash her privates, I motioned for her to spread her legs, which she did very nonchalantly. I was very gentle when I washed her abused pussy and asshole. Then I finished washing her legs and feet. I moved her under the warm water spray.
“Rinse yourself off and enjoy the warm water. I will return shortly with a towel.” I told her. I was going to give her some time to relax.
I went to my kitchen and put together some hot food and drink for us. I brought it down and placed into the larger living cell that will be Stacey’s new quarters.
As I walked into the shower room, Stacey was directing the shower towards her sore shoulders.
“Come here” I said as I opened up a soft towel, directing her to step into. She stepped into the towel and let me dry her body off. I turned off the water and directed her to follow me.
Stacey started to turn into her old cell, “No, this way” I said.
As we entered her new cell, I directed her to sit on the bed next to the table. I moved the hot dinner before her. She looked up at me.
“Go ahead and eat” I said
Stacey quickly devoured the first hot meal she has had in days.
After she finished I told her it was time to sleep. As I lay down, I had her lay down beside me, with her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her as I pulled the blanket over her.
“You’re safe in your Master’s arms” I whispered as I shut off the light.
At first she remained still, unsure, but after a while she relaxed. Her breathing slowed and she snuggled up tight.
By morning we both had moved. Stacey had rolled over and I was spooned behind her. Her head was cradled in my left arm and my right was wrapped across her chest up to her neck. She looked so peaceful lying there.
I started to lightly kiss her neck and shoulder. With my right hand I started to massage her shoulder and arm. She opened up her neck to me. Still not awake, as her body responded to my touch. I brought my hand down and gently rubbed her breasts. I could start to hear low moans coming from her. As my cock started to harden, I noticed that it was pressing between her legs. Her left leg was lying on top of my leg so I lifted my leg to place my cock against her pussy. I reached down and started to rub her leg moving slowly towards her pussy.
As my fingers started to rub her puffy lips, she spread her legs. This freed my cock allowing me to slide it up and down against her. I noticed that she was getting very wet and her breathing had deepened. While rubbing my cock, it had worked its way between her lips. All I had to do was press the head with my finger, allowing it to push its way into her. She was so wet, so hot, and so tight that I had to work hard to keep from slamming myself into her. I took my time, slowly inching myself into her. I would push in a little and pull back a little, only to push in a bit more. It seemed like an eternity before I was completely engulfed. I started long, slow and steady strokes. After a few minutes, Stacey started to push down on my cock as I thrust into her. She kept trying to speed things up, but I was determined to keep things at my pace. Several times I found myself trying to keep pace with her hips to prevent any movement within her.
Suddenly Stacey gave out a loud groan as she tried to burry my cock into her. When I looked at her face, she had a look of terror and ecstasy. Between the feelings that her body was feeling and the thoughts of me fucking her, she didn’t know what to do. Despite any thoughts of terror, her body was running on auto-pilot.
“Oh God. What’s happening to me? What are you doing to meeeee?” Stacey screamed.
I picked up my pace to maintain her state, but controlled it to preventing an orgasm. Soon she was grabbing at my waist trying to pull me deeper. She tried to move her hand to her pussy to rub her clit. I wrapped my arms around her to control her, holding her hands up above her waist. Stacey was trying everything she could to gain that sexual release. Anything she could to peak those unfamiliar, wonderful, terrifying, glorious, electric feelings running rampant through her body.
I stopped thrusting and said “Would you prefer me to stop?”
“Please don’t! Please don’t stop!” Stacey cried.
I started to slowly slide my cock out.
“You’re driving me crazy? Please fuck me. Fuck me hard!” She pleaded.
“Ask your master nicely and I might be merciful” I said mockingly
“Please Master PLEASE! I WILL DO ANYTHING YOU ASK PLEASE FUCK ME!” she screamed.
“Anything? I don’t ask for anything.” I said, “I demand everything, total obedience and total commitment. Your entire body is mine to explore, to use, to enjoy for what ever I desire. Your only desire is to please me.”
“YESSS! ANYTHING YOU DESIRE MASTER, ANYTHING, EVERYTHING! PLEASE MASTER, SHOW MERCY!” Stacey screamed.
I grabbed one of her hands and moved it down to her pussy to have her feel my cock sliding into her pussy. I wrapped one of my fingers around her wrist and started to tweak her clit. My other hand started to play with her nipples while I sucked on the nape of her neck. I picked up my pace and started to slam my cock into her harder and faster. Stacey kept pushing down on my cock trying to drive me deeper into her pussy.
“MASTER!” Stacey screamed. Every muscle in her body was convulsing.
I felt that molten lava rapidly building inside me. With Stacey’s body clamping down on my cock, I released a flood of seed deep inside her, flooding her cavity with its first taste of my passion. I continued to shoot into her for several more thrusts and I stopped. Stacey’s body stopped moving momentarily as if she forgot how to breathe. Finally she remembered and grabbed a deep breath.
We laid still for several minutes until our breathing slowed down some. Stacey grabbed my arms and wrapped them around her.
“Master, I know this was opposite from what my mom and dad did to me, but will it always be this way?” She asked.
“No it will not always be this way; it can be better, or worse. But it is not up to you to judge. You are my sub, your goal is to give pleasure to me or whom ever I tell you to. Sometimes you will receive immediate pleasure, other times it will be delayed, or it may not be at all. That is not your concern; your only desire will be to please. Think about this, before this morning, you wouldn’t have even let me touch you, and now you were begging me to fuck you. Think what you could learn if you are willing to let me lead you, what you will experience if you serve me”
“Yes Master, please teach me to please you”
“Do you know how to suck cock?” I asked.
“I tried it once, and he said I was good” replied Stacey
“Well then let’s see just how good you are. Here is what I want you to do. I want you to make me cum twice, the first time within 10 minutes, and the second time about 30 minutes after you get me hard.”
Stacey nodded her head in excitement as she quickly leaned over to start. My cock was semi-hard after the fucking we had so I thought it wouldn’t be hard to arouse me, but I was wrong. Stacey clamped onto the head of my cock and started sucking it like a baby bottle. She actually sucked so hard that it hurt and her teeth rubbed several times. It was quickly becoming too painful to continue. It was a matter of a few seconds and I had taken about all I could.
I grabbed Stacey by the head and looked into her eyes saying “We have a lot of work to teach you. Sucking cock is about giving pleasure, not just how hard you can suck.”
I could tell Stacey was not happy that she had not been able to please me.
“Start like this” I said as I grabbed Stacey’s hand and placed her finger in my mouth. I started to suck lightly while running my tongue around her finger. Then I slowly started to slide her finger in and out of my mouth.
“It isn’t about intensity, but touch and feel. There is more to a cock then just the head as there is more to your mouth then just your lips. Use your tongue, your lips, your throat, but generally watch your teeth. Lick and suck the entire cock, the balls and surrounding area. Breath through your nose and you will be able to take a cock deeper.”
Stacey started to lick my cock head and then moved down the shaft licking and sucking. As she started to lick my balls, I told her to take extra care with them because they were extra sensitive to pressure and pain. She worked back up to the head and slowly slid it between her lips. She began to explore my cock with her mouth. She slid the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked lightly. Her tongue was licking my cock head while she pulled my cock in deeper. She began to fuck her mouth with this object of her desire. She looked up at me looked up at me and read approval of her performance.
I pulled my cock out and pushed her down onto the bed. I straddled her head, placing my cock back into her mouth. I then spread her legs and began to lick her beautiful pussy. It didn’t take long for Stacey to start moaning and grinding her hips. I could tell that Stacey was quickly approaching an orgasm so I let up on the sensations. Stacey lifted her hips trying to stop the torture that she knew had begun. As she began to calm down, I resumed my sucking and tonguing of her delicious pussy. I had a wonderful view of her asshole and ensured that there were plenty of fluids flowing down. After a couple minutes, Stacey was again approaching her orgasm, so again I stopped my lashing.
“Please Master, don’t torture me again. Please master, Let me come!” Stacey begged.
I started to play with her clit with my fingers while I said. “If you want me to let you come, you have two things to accomplish. The first is to work on pushing my cock deeper into your mouth until your lips reach the base. To do this, you will have to learn to overcome your gag reflex and breathe through your nose while sucking my cock. The second item for you to accomplish is to prepare your ass for me. Reach your hands around to your ass and feel. You will notice there is spit and pussy juice on your asshole. You will use your fingers, and rub those juices into your ass. Then starting with one finger you will begin to fuck your ass. Then you will make it two fingers, then three, and then finally four fingers. Once I have felt your lips at the base of my cock and you are fucking yourself, in your ass with at least four fingers, I will let you orgasm. Until then, I will neither let you rest nor orgasm.”
Stacey reached around and felt the juices that had overflowed from her cunt. Stacey started to complain, but was quickly overcome by pleasure as I began my assault on her clit. Several times I brought her close to her orgasm and then pulled back before she started to push my cock deeper into her mouth. Several times she gagged, but she kept trying to push it deeper into her throat. After the fourth time she approached an orgasm she had engulfed my cock entirely. Her hands had grabbed her butt cheeks, but she had not started to play with her asshole yet.
As she approached an orgasm for the fifth time, she pleaded “Master, please don’t make me fuck my ass. Please let me come!”
I ignored her pleas as I pulled back again. As Stacey moved her finger to her moist asshole, I resumed my teasing her clit. Soon she inserted her first finger into her ass followed shortly thereafter with a second finger. By the time I had her close to another orgasm, she had three fingers buried in her backside.
I started to back off, but she picked up the pace of her fucking her ass and I could tell it was bringing her close to her desired orgasm. I stopped licking her pussy therefore preventing her orgasm. Stacey quickly inserted the fourth finger and began to rapidly fuck her ass. Right at this time, Stacey shoved my cock completely down her throat. She had done what I had commanded, so I began to lick and suck on her pussy. As she approached her orgasm, I could tell she was going to do all she could to do to ensure that she reached an orgasm. Stacey again deep throated my cock and shoved as much of her hand into her ass as she could fit. I continued my sucking, to the point where Stacey’s body began to shake and stiffen. Stacey lifted her legs and wrapped them around my head trying to prevent me from releasing. After a few seconds I lightly bit down on Stacey’s abused clit sending her out of control. Her body straightened out and she screamed.
Stacey remained still for a several minutes. During this time I turned around and moved down between her legs.
Placing her legs on my shoulders, I placed the tip of my cock at her anus. Not giving her time to fully recover, I started to push my cock deep onto her ass. As I started to fuck her ass, she started to push back. Stacey quickly grabbed my legs trying to pull me in deeper.
“Oh God Master, Fuck my ass.”
After everything, I knew that I wasn’t going to last too long. Soon I could feel that familiar build-up. I could tell that Stacey was also approaching that point of no return. Stacey’s body tensed up again just as I began to flood her ass with my sperm. I slammed my cock deep into her ass one final time.
As my cock went limp, it popped out of her ass. I crawled up beside her as she cuddled up next to me.
“Not bad for a first day of training. Maybe tomorrow, I may have you come with me into Anna’s cell for her first day of training.”
“Master, Anna has no idea of the pleasures. I would be honored to serve you in any way I can”
Stacey placed her head on my shoulder as we drifted to sleep.
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First time writing…. This is a story I’m working on. Just posting this begining to get some feedback and see how it appears on the site. Hope to have more / completed story up soon!
This is my first story, about a man in his early 30s and a teen.
The world has taken a turn for the worst as the monster labs have all been destroyed. Now nightmarish creatures roam the world in search of human prey.
a young man running from bullies learns that he likes both sexes.
Getting acquainted
—– 3 —
Ashley handed Carly the pills and told Megan and her not to take too much advantage of Aaron as she kissed them goodbye and left.
Aaron didn’t even attend his own parents’ funeral. He hadn’t left his room in five days. He couldn’t stand the pain, it felt like his brain was growing past the size of his skull and it was being smashed against the bone. He tried not thinking but hated wasting his free time attempting to become brain dead. The day before the funeral, he just gave up and tried thinking through everything hoping to get everything off his mind. Since then, he could barely stand up from the pain and hadn’t left his bed since, except the occasional crawl to the bathroom. Using the pills Ashley gave him, at the only effective dosage, only put him to sleep where he felt no pain but he could only watch as the days just passed by. The only comfort he felt was when he woke up to Carly holding him and they talked a while before his head slowly became unusable.
Megan tried avoiding Aaron while he was awake and only visited him while he slept. She couldn’t understand how Carly could be with him as he suffered so much. She spent most of her free time with her dad who was home for four days before he had to leave again. He left for a pilots conference cross country but would be back in a week.
Ashley, prolonging her major case the past week and a half, could hold out no longer and had to travel across the state to devote all her time on her client and the trial. She drilled numbers and names into Carly for emergencies and had set up their neighbors to check on them every day. She’d prefer them to go live with her husband’s parents for the time they’d be alone but with Aaron, things would just get too complicated, and nobody living close enough could take time from work to stay with the girls and Aaron. Carly begged and vowed that she could handle everything. She wanted to babysit that summer but her mom insisted that fifteen years old was too young; but now she had the perfect opportunity to prove she was responsible enough.
Carly held the pills in her hand and began reading the instructions. Her mom mentioned that they would be able to wake up a dead horse. Ashley didn’t let her know how many strings she had to pull to get the pills without a prescription though. She didn’t think it mattered much as her husband was taking him to the doctor when he got back from his conference. She gave him a pill the night before as well and he showed only positive signs in the afternoon before she left. She did though let Carly and Megan know that it did have strong influential effects on the user, so he could be easily manipulated. She joked that if the pills worked well enough, they may be able to get him to clean his room or the whole house. At that, Carly just showed a slight smile to please her mother over her not so well timed joke while Megan smiled wide thinking about other uses for him besides cleaning.
Aaron was feeling great, at least compared to the past week. He could think clearly and most all the pain was gone. He felt almost too happy, but he was not about to complain. He felt himself regaining his sanity through the naps that he took since Ashley gave him the pill but this time he woke up feeling great despite the overwhelming urge to take a piss. He sat up on his bed and walked quickly over the clothes covering the floor of his room and quickly skipped to the bathroom and unloaded his bladder into the toilet.
Carly walked upstairs to check on Aaron and found his room empty. She sat down on the bed and scanned the filthy dark room. She decided that she would clean it a bit since she couldn’t stand looking at the mess and hoped that maybe it would cheer Aaron up a bit.
Aaron felt like getting some sun and fresh air. He hated the dark messy dungeon of his room. He walked past his room seeing Carly picking up a shirt and throwing it to the laundry basket and feeling more like himself now, he decided to sneak by and let her do a little more cleaning before he showed back up. He snuck down the stairs, into the living room and past the kitchen onto the back patio by the pool.
Megan caught a glimpse of him and followed. She met him on the bench in the corner. Aaron quickly scanned her body, from her kicking white and pink tennis shoes, past her tiny ankle socks, up along her thin tanned legs to her short pink shorts, to her tight white t-shirt, and finally to her face and eyes who were staring back into his.
“You feeling better?” Megan asked with Aaron nodding.
“I heard you in the shower this morning,” she said.
“Yeah, but I think I need another one after sleeping in my bed, I feel so greasy,” Aaron explained. “I haven’t seen you much lately,” he continued.
Megan looked down to her lap and muttered, “I don’t like seeing people hurt… I’m sorry.” A strong feeling of selfishness struck Aaron seeing her saddened by what he said. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, apologizing.
“You do feel greasy,” Megan giggled, “now I’m going to have to take a bath. You should feel like this,” she said while pulling his other hand to her leg. She put his hand on her leg and rubbed it up her soft smooth skin up to her shorts. Megan stared into his face, testing his reaction to see how far she could go. “Maybe we should take a bath together,” she blurted out not being able to hold back as Aaron’s fingers lingered on her leg, inches from her vagina.
Aaron was surprised but couldn’t show it. His overly happiness influenced his decision a lot but he too also curiously wanted to do it and agreed with Megan. She released her grip on his hand and it fell, cupping her leg. Megan could barely stand it, being wrapped so close to Aaron under his arm with his other hand resting on her bare skin so close to the sensitive slit between her two legs. She stood up and told him she would get the bath ready now and walked into the house.
Aaron sat momentarily, confused and slightly scared of the thought. He didn’t know what was going on but just felt it was best to go with the flow, after all he was the happiest he’d been in a long time. But he couldn’t deny that that was the weirdest suggestion made to him by anybody, especially his cousin, although he felt that his touching her might have had something to do with it. He got up and left into the house to go up to his room.
Carly finished putting all the dirty clothes in the laundry basket and straitening up a few knickknacks and sat down on Aaron’s bed. She pushed herself back and leaned against the wall lifting her legs up and wrapping her arms around her knees. She heard, then saw Megan run up the stairs and into the bathroom. She didn’t realize that Aaron had left it. She was about to get up to look for Aaron when she heard him walking up the stairs.
Aaron walked into the room and stared at Carly. He scanned her, from her white and blue tennis shoes on his bed sheets to her ankle socks, up and around her small tanned legs into her open miniskirt, where he lingered, trying to view her panties but failed as her legs blocked any good view. He continued, up to and past her tight light blue t-shirt and to her face. He didn’t mean to be so blatant about his scanning and didn’t realize it was so obvious until he saw the look on Carly’s face. He was about to apologize when Carly asked him to come to her. He felt so ashamed and just wanted to leave but freely obeyed her. He sat on the bed and pushed himself up like Carly so he wouldn’t be tempted to look down backward into her skirt.
“Thank you for being there for me this last week,” Aaron said shamefully looking straight to his knees. Carly wrapped her arm around the front of Aaron and pulled her head to his chest and wiped her tearing eyes in appreciation. Aaron wrapped his hand around her body and kept apologizing hoping it would make her stop crying. She slowly pulled her head up to Aaron’s and quickly kissed him and pulled away to see how he would take it.
Aaron lately found Carly to be attractive but the past week with her, he felt much more for her. As she stood by his side and comforted him in his darkest hour, he began caring more and more for her. He never felt this way before and it somewhat scared him because she was his cousin but he couldn’t stop what was happening now if he wanted to.
He moved his mouth to her face and pressed his lips to hers. Carly’s entire body flared in heat as if being kissed for the first time by the boy she’d loved forever. She opened her mouth and tilted her head a bit and began pushing her tongue into Aaron’s lips. As Aaron opened his mouth, Carly pushed her body sideways, over Aaron’s legs and pulled him on top of her. When Aaron shifted over her as so she was under his entire body and could feel his penis bulging against her leg, she wrapped her arms under the tail of his shirt and began running her hands over his warm back.
Aaron didn’t know what she wanted in return and in no way did he want to hurt or offend her by going too far, compromising what they had going so he just let her do whatever she wanted to him holding back all the things he wanted to do to her.
Carly, locked lips with Aaron and her hands up his shirt and fingers wrapped over his bare shoulders gripping him to her body, began feeling terrible. She knew that Aaron was under an influence and was letting her do anything to him but he wasn’t doing anything back. She felt like she was just using him. She wanted him so incredibly bad but wanted even more for him to want her back. She pulled her lips from his and told him to get off her. Aaron just stared into her eyes.
“Get off me!” she repeated loudly. This pissed Aaron off as his ever increasing happiness instantly flipped into rage as Carly laid under him having just teased him and now rejected him. He pushed himself off her and walked from the room flaring with anger, confusion, and depression. He marched into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him. He looked down at Megan standing before him in nothing but her panties and short shorts and dropped to his knees throwing his arms around her and squeezed her body into his. He was tired of being mad and depressed and held Megan tightly, never wanting to leave her small, warm body.
Megan felt Aaron’s erection going limp against her leg and concluded that Carly must have screwed up big time with him. Megan thought Carly didn’t watch enough TV.
“Let’s get you into the bath,” Megan said softly. She lifted his shirt as best she could until he finally released his grip on her. She pulled the shirt over him and threw it by the door. Unbuttoning his pants, she pulled the zipper open and pushed her little thumbs under his boxers and pants and slid them down to his knees. Then she pushed her hips out toward Aaron. He looked down at her shorts and then to her face. She nodded and he moved his hands to her zipper and slowly zipped it to the bottom. He pushed his fingers in the hole rubbing her panties with his knuckles where he slid his hand up and undid the button, letting her shorts fall to the ground.
Now looking at the young almost naked body in front of him, Aaron began to forget about Carly and his penis began rising again. He looked into Megan’s face which kept glancing between his eyes and her hips which still protruded toward him. Aaron lightly touched the back of her calves and slowly teased his way up the back of her naked legs. He moved them just to barely touch and stimulate the skin all the way to her butt where he cupped her round and small cheeks. He moved his fingers under the rim of her panties and slowly pulled them down. He moved them past her vagina and let them drop to her shorts on the floor.
Megan put her hand over the top of Aaron’s head and pushed it to her vagina. Aaron’s nose pressed just above her vagina so he grabbed her naked butt cheeks and moved his mouth between her legs and slipped his tongue out and moved the warm wet muscle the full length of Megan’s tiny slit. Megan almost fell as she lost all muscles in her legs from the sheer enjoyment. She backed up and turned to sit on the bathtub edge while gripping her belly and gasping for breath. Aaron wrapped his entire mouth over her small vagina between her legs and began rubbing as much tongue as he could over her vaginal lips while breathing warm heavy breaths of air from his nose just above.
Megan could barely keep herself from falling back into the hot bath water as her vagina was being massaged by Aaron’s entire mouth. Aaron then began pushing his tongue into the tiny crack and licking inside the entire length of the slit. Megan began panting heavily and lost control. She grabbed Aaron’s head and pulled tightly as her entire reproductive system began spasming wildly as she released her orgasm. She let out a loud shriek as she wanted to pull Aaron’s face off her from the over stimulation but couldn’t and fell back into the tub engulfing her naked body in hot water. With her neck up and feet sticking out of the water, she panted heavily trying to calm down pressing her hand into her vagina lips trying to stop anything else from touching it. Aaron kicked his pants and boxers off and climbed in with Megan. He turned her around to go with the length of the tub and hovered over her.
“Just a minute,” she begged staring at Aaron and panting for air. Aaron pulled her up uncovering her nipples from the water and moved his mouth to them. He shaped his lips around her nipple and began sucking the skin around it while licking the nub. Megan dropped her head back in pleasure and sighed, “You’re going to kill me.” Aaron flipped the tip of his tongue over the tip of her nipple as he massaged her other nipple with his thumb. Megan moaned partly for help; she felt like she had never before and didn’t think she could handle this much.
Aaron then ran his tongue from her one nipple to the other and began sucking and swirling as much tongue as he could over it. He moved his hand down her back to her butt cheeks and pushed his finger down her crack. He forced his hand under her butt and proceeded rubbing her tiny butt hole with his finger. Megan rolled her eyes and released her breath. Then Aaron began trying to push his finger into her butt hole. The pressure of her hole parting tensed her butt cheeks and she closed her eyes, silently opening her mouth wide.
Aaron felt too much resistance so he moved his mouth back down to her vagina as she slid back into the water. He puckered his lips and released a concentrated stream of air bubbles between her small legs onto the slit. Megan closed her eyes again and squirmed around from the feeling. Aaron came up for air and dropped back down where his lips met her lips, and he plunged his tongue deep into her vagina and began feeling all around inside her with it. Megan jerked her legs and through her arms out of the water grabbing the sides of the bathtub. As Aaron’s lips moved over her vaginal lips and his tongue inside her, Megan could no longer hold back and her hips began bucking into Aaron’s face as her muscles gripped his tongue and she orgasmed inside his mouth, as she cried out in bliss.
Again, Aaron kept sucking and licking her vagina as she and after she had her orgasm. Megan pleaded, knowing he couldn’t hear her, to stop. Aaron drew his head up for air and dunked back under and began running his tongue all between her small legs. He moved his hands up to her chest and felt around for her nipples and began swirling his thumbs over them. Megan’s entire body shivered and she could feel another orgasm coming. To ease it, she gripped her legs around Aaron’s head and leaned forward trying to curl her body up. The sensation just grew inside her and she jerked back, thrusting her pelvis and soft vagina into Aaron’s face, releasing her most intense orgasm. She cried loudly in pure ecstasy as again her hips bucked against Aaron’s mouth and she released her young orgasm into his mouth again as he grabbed for her nipples between his index fingers and thumbs.
Aaron then slowly blew a stream of bubbles up from her clitoris to her chest. He removed his head from the water by hers and gasped for air. Megan looked to Aaron and grabbed his head and brought his lips to hers. She drove her tongue into his mouth and began licking her juicing out of his mouth. Then she pulled his head from hers.
“Go inside me please, cum inside me so you’ll stop torturing me, please!” she panted and sucked his mouth back to hers.
Not even thinking, Aaron complied. While Megan still lapped her juices from his mouth, Aaron pulled his penis up to her vaginal slit. He pushed his penis’s entire length inside of her at a steady pace. Megan, who thought she couldn’t cum anymore, now feeling his dick enter her, and feeling it go deep into her organ pressing against the other organs in her tiny body, couldn’t believe the pleasure she was still getting. Aaron wrapped his arm around her body trying to hold as much contact as possible as they sucked each other’s mouths and he drove his penis between her legs, into her small body.
As he continued moving in and out of her, she began breathing deeper into Aaron’s mouth. Feeling her tiny naked body breathing and panting against his naked body in the hot bath water invigorated Aaron as he came close to climax feeling the unbelievable tightness of his younger cousin’s vaginal tube run the length of his penis. He hit his max and began to cum, pulsing his sperm into the little girl’s body.
As the hot liquid cum shot inside her body into her womb, Megan ripped her mouth away from Aaron’s, tilting her head back and began moaning loudly as her hips thrust her entire naked body against Aaron’s, as her insides compressed themselves around Aaron’s shaft and convulsed her pink fleshy tube against the full length of his appendage.
Aaron, just finishing cumming began feeling Megan’s body convulse and her soft hot wet vaginal insides spasm against his penis. He gripped Megan’s little body hard as the head of his penis became over stimulated from her orgasm.
Megan felt Aaron’s grip and she too felt that her orgasm was a bit extreme and was taking a lot out of her, but still managed to grip her arms around Aaron’s body for comfort and safety. Megan kept moaning loudly as her already over stretched organ shrunk even more around its intruder. As she released her full orgasm, she gripped tightly to Aaron, as did he to her. When she stopped, she fell backwards releasing her grip almost losing consciousness from the strain on her body. She stared up at Aaron not knowing what to say or even if she had the strength to talk. Aaron keeping his penis locked into her tiny body slowly set himself on top of her. Seeing her so worn out, he rolled them over letting her tiny worn out body rest on his. Her naked form just laid on top of his being pulled down his sloping body from gravity locking her into place on his penis.
Then the door opened and Carly, rubbing her eyes with her shirt sleeves, walked in.
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Brandon has captured Mark, and Mary has a desperate plan to save him.
More of the story between Mr. Rich and Chavina
My first story that I have ever written, feel free to go easy if you want but good criticism is the best way to make my stories better in future. This was made for a friend, and so there might be a few jokes or ideas you may not understand, but yeah! 4430 words altogether that I hope you all enjoy!
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So there I was – basking in the glorious sun as I got off the old school charter bus that led us off to the esteemed Reward’s Day Out, the sun’s rays torching my already olive skin. I hear Scott yell from behind me “Move, you fat shit!” as he hurriedly gets off the bus, eagerly awaiting the many pubescent girls getting into their skimpy swimming outfits. For this was Summer, and this is when I lost my virginity.
*Fifteen minutes pass*
I see myself now in a queue, waiting for The Taipan. I’m not usually one for the whole going down a huge tunnel in a circular, overused boat, but I felt a strange energy about me, as if today was my day. Plus, I was standing behind the woman of my dreams, a one 15 year old Amelia Lance, who entranced me with her amazing ‘dirty-blonde’ hair, her amazing aqua eyes, her amazing physique (she was a full-time gymnast), as well as her full-fronted C cup breasts, which stood adamantly and proud as they jutted out of her chest, which were covered by a very skimpy and sly white bikini, which did almost nothing to help protect herself from prying eyes. Now, this image would not be complete without her absolutely PERFECT ass, covered by a matching white pair of panties, which had been through years of vigorous hard work in a gym, which then brought us all the way down her long, toned legs. What a sight.
I suddenly get hit in the head. It’s Scott again, demanding that I move forward and stop gawking at Millie’s ass, which she hears and shyly turns around and giggles at me, her cheeks set upon by a sudden rose colour. I turned and looked the other way while Millie had obviously tried to initiate conversation with me. I sighed to myself, what a stupid fuck I was. She turns around again, and slowly we all board the circular boat, ready to get pushed down into the Taipan. I move over two seats away from Scott, and Millie quickly seizes the opportunity to sit in between Scott and myself, while Scott demands to the young service lady that we stay as a group of three.
I mistakably put my arms up in the air as we are shoved into the dark abyss below us, my left arm savagely coming down, striking Millie’s bra as my seatbelt snaps. Amongst Scott’s squealing like a pig, I imagine Millie was now a bit frightened herself as her bra finds itself being my anchor onto the boat as it still clings onto Millie’s body, as we are flipped around like ragdolls in the pitch black tunnel. We are suddenly jerked, and Millie’s bikini loosens, and I am sent hurdling straight into her chest, my mouth narrowly avoiding a nipple as I continue to scream into her chest. We are then shafted to the right, and I then find myself finding it increasingly difficult to stay in the boat while still grasping Millie’s bikini. I then see light behind me, as we make our way to the exit, and I see Millie’s beautiful, uncensored boobs bounce around before my eyes, as her hands are fixated to the boat handles around her.
A surge of blood then interrupts my thoughts. I realize we are now in the open, and I glance back over to Millie, who has already abandoned ship with her broken bikini, and I find myself having very scarlet-clad cheeks as we slowly waddle to the sand shore, where a misguided service man greets us, asking us if everything is okay. I assure him everything is okay, and Scott promptly interrupts, telling the man that her bikini was caught on one of the handles, and undid itself while in the tunnel. We quickly make our escape back to a low-brow area, surrounded by ferns that loom over a stone walkway, not unlike a large, secluded corridor. I spot Millie sobbing in the corner, and Scott quickly abandons me as he tells me to make my ‘move’. Millie looks up at me as I sheepishly wander over, not sure if I should be ready to run at first movement, or whether I should be holding my ground. Her face is full of tears, and she feebly cries out “Winston… please…”
“Err, I’m really sorry about before-“
“Just come over here, I need to tell you something.”
I then slowly move closer, and sit down next to her, the unbelievably beautiful wreck of olive tan and white clothing searing with embarrassment.
“Winston…” she mumbles, “Don’t be ashamed of what you did… I’m not crying from what you did, I’m crying because…”
I then put my arm around her cautiously as I imagine her pouncing up and unsheathing mighty talons as she tenderises me to a bloodied pulp. She lets out a sob much louder than normal, and at that moment I realise her bikini was not broken in the tunnel, but that the knot had just come loose. Two bra strings then reveal themselves to me as I look towards her, as she gestures to me that she can’t do it herself. She makes no attempt to hold the bikini upright as she sits up straight, and I manage to only get a glimpse of ‘side-boob’, before my self-righteousness corrects my wrong doing, and corrects her bikini. I then look at her firm stomach as she continues to sob, and my mind turns off like a mechanism; my prime instincts killing off the thoughts in my head. She then lowers her head, and I hold her chin with my right hand and gently push it to my direction so that she is facing me. Her beautiful, tear-soaked eyes peer into mine, and I feel my penis make an instant pop-up tent in my pants.
“Look, I know what I did has made you in this state now, and for that, I apologize.”
“Winston, I didn’t want you to see me like this…”
I then instinctively remember what Scott had taught me from his many journeys into the pants of young women, and that crying females tend to be more open to sexual advances than others. I use this to my advantage as I launch forward, catching Millie off-guard as I attack her with my mouth, to which she reciprocates. We make wild and uncontrollable love in our conjoined mouths, her saliva mixing with mine as we exchange bodily fluid. This brief moment of ecstasy is then brought to an abrupt end as Scott, seemingly deliberately cock-blocks me as he rushes over and tells me that I need to go with him urgently. Millie tries to grab my hand, but Scott is too quick to pull me away.
We don’t get very far before Scott then stops, and I immediately backhand the fucker.
“What the fuck are you doing, Scott?!”
“Oi, remember – we have to get our names marked off before midday, or else we get busted. Jesus, you’re strong!” he says as he rubs his tender cheek. I look at my watch. Shit! It’s 11:54. I decide to leave Millie for now, for all I know, she’s already gone.
*Another half an hour passes as Scott and Winston have lunch and get their names marked off. Winston cannot stop thinking about Millie during their discussions.*
We then set off; nearly half an hour after we eat, and go to several different rides before Scott and I decide to take different routes, as my puny bladder churns in anticipation of release. I come back out of the toilets, and then bump into Millie, who is now looking rather normal, and has a bottle of sunscreen in her hand.
“Hey Winston, you don’t mind, well, err… Rubbing some sunscreen on my back, do you? I can’t reach it even though I’m ‘supposedly’ flexible.”
I respond with a daft nod as my eyes follow her movement, as she turns around and beckons me to follow. She brings us down to a small, isolated island in an area near the kid’s diving pools, and there awaits us a single beach chair, which I quickly seize as my own.
“Fine,” she stammers, “I’ll just take a swim.”
As she slowly walks into the deep part of the circular river (which encircles our area), I realize that I have never seen this part of Jamberoo before. My attention is then drawn back to Millie, who swims back to shore, water dripping off her gorgeous body, as she shoves me off the chair and claims it for herself, lying on her stomach as I fall into the sand beside it. She reaches beside the chair and retrieves the same suntan bottle, which I must have been holding for her while she went into the river. I mumble to myself as I sit myself upright, as the bottle is shoved into my hands.
“Don’t worry about what happened before. Worry about making sure I don’t get burnt!” she says.
My eyes devour her beautiful legs, tight ass, and beautifully tanned back, all glistening with water. She pulls her mostly dry hair out of the way. Without a word, I sit on top of her ass; I open the bottle and pour some of the coconut-smelling oil onto her upper back, and start to rub it in delicately on her beautifully soft, smooth skin. I start on her back, and spread the oil onto her shoulders and neck, and then down the back of her arms. I then pour some more lotion into my hands, and work my way down to her lower back.
“Make sure you get along my sides and under my bikini… And try not to undo my bikini again!” she says, half-giggling.
I sigh again, and I realize my hands are shaking ever so slightly as my heart pounds a thousand beats a minute as I run my fingers under her bikini strap, and slowly down the sides of her torso, to which she snickers slightly. I then reach for some more oil and quickly jump down to her legs, purposefully missing her nether region. I start behind her knees, and work upwards slightly, but then quickly retreat back down to her calves and feet, before I abruptly end the session.
“Okay, that’s it” I stammer.
“But, uh, Winston… You missed the top of my legs?” she answers back, as if demanding that they were to be done.
“U-uhh, y-you sure?”
Millie giggles. “Just do it, and make sure you get some underneath the edges of my swimmers, I really hate getting sunburnt.” I took a deep breath as I quickly squeeze more lotion into my quivering hands, and proceed cautiously towards to the back of her thighs; gently massaging her while I apply the lotion. As I get toward the top of her legs, she opens them seemingly automatically a bit wider, granting me a small venue of access so I could reach the underside of her panties. I see it – white purity as I apprehend that there is no hair poking out whatsoever – a sight I find quite curious, and I then reach up close to her panties as I feel heat coming from her pussy.
My mind was going nuts.
I very gently brush her bikini-clad cunt with my knuckles and proceed to pulling the edges of her panties off her skin as I slip fingers underneath to put lotion on her, accidently skimming her cunt with my fingertip, which causes her to jolt as I work up to her hips very quickly and unsavourily. At this point I notice that she is breathing very deeply, as I hear slight moans escape her mouth. I then work in the lotion above her ass line, and slightly pull her panties up so there is a definite crack-line showing under her panties. I finish with one slow slide from her hips, down her calves to her feet and back up, with a last brush past her ass, now revealing a bit more than I think Millie had anticipated. My dick then springs out of my shorts unexpectedly, and I swirl off of her and turn around to correct myself, as she surprises me with her quick movement as she grabs my shoulders with her hands and asks “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I just love this beautiful day on this beach… Seeing the cloudless blue sky, hearing the distant water… And yeah, loving feelin- err, being here with you.”
She seductively scratches my back with her bright red nails, and slowly brings her hands to meet mine, as she turns me around slowly, keeping my hands in hers. She then does something I will hopefully never forget – she plants my open palms straight on her breasts! My mind is now doing backflips as my vision starts to go wonky, and I look up to Millie as she quickly takes advantage of my groggy state as she hits me straight in the head with a sucker punch. Everything goes black.
“Ugh, my head…” I mutter, a throbbing pain making it hard to see my surroundings. As I stumble to get up, I slowly come to the realization that I am wearing no clothes whatsoever; free as a jaybird. Millie giggles behind me again, almost evilly.
“About time you woke up!”
I twirl around, dizziness striking my ability to see her, but I can make out a definite figure, sitting Indian style only a few feet away. I then force myself to focus, and I realize that she has something of mine – my thongs! She waves them up at me, and then apologizes for having to hit me in the head.
“It works this way. You’re too stupid to help yourself, so I’m going to play a little game.”
“Can I just have my clothes back? What if someone sees me naked?”
“Then they can admire you as I have.” She coyly admits.
“Fine,” I say, defeated. “What must I do to get my clothes back?”
“Whoa, straight to the point I see! No fun at all. But ok.”
She pauses for a moment. “To get each item of clothing back, you must do a favour for me for each one, including your thongs, your shorts, your undies and your gold ring.”
I sigh to myself again, looking at my hand and realizing my $500 gold ring has been taken, and emotions set in of fear and embarrassment of my naked self. For so long I had been self-conscious, and not actually thought of what others may think of my body. I realize my dick is fully erect.
“Ooh, someone’s horny.” She guffaws, as she slowly rises from the ground and walks away dominantly. “To get your thongs back, you must first catch me. Ready, GO!”
She sprints towards the other side of the island, and makes a quick dash for the river, but I quickly charge for her, and tackle her, pinning her to the sandy beach, my dick now pinned in between her clothed ass cheeks. She attempts to get up, but I quickly overpower her and take both of her hands as she squirms and spin her onto her back, pinning her legs under my own, and holding her hands to the ground, showing me an excellent view of her now glistening body; the smell of decadent sweat driving me insane and lustful.
I then quickly regain my thongs and toss them aside out of her reach, re-pinning her right hand down, as she lets out a saddened moan.
“Now, where is my ring?” I forcefully demand as I start to get infuriated.
“This is your second tas-“
“WHERE IS MY RING!”
“Fuck, stop yelling! If you must know, it’s inside of me somewhere. But you have to search for it.”
A deadly mix of lust and anger then breaks free from my entire body, as I fiercely look into her eyes, patiently asking her why she’d do this to me.
“Because, I really want you inside of me. I want you to be angry, so that my first time will also be my best. You can understand this… right?”
I then calm down a little, but she smirks and I instantly start to rage again, my grip on her wrists tightening immensely making her whimper in pain, as I let go of her left hand (my right hand) and then attempt to tear her white panties off of her, my feelings for her now becoming totally substituted by the new lustful rage. Her panties refuse to come off of her however, and are not tie-up like her bikini, so I am forced to slowly peel them off of her, down her legs and I keep them at her feet which I now raise into the air, as I stare at her beautiful mound between her legs, a perfect mix of a large outer labia and a small inner labia, and I see that she is inadequately moistened. I also realize that she no pubic hair whatsoever, and question my internal beliefs as I realize that this is both heaven and hell in its purest form.
I quickly make short work of her as I descend with my finger to explore her unholy depths, teasing her helpless vagina as I lightly touch her inner labia with two fingers, rubbing up and down, and gaining speed as I try and moisten her, so I can explore for my ring. I cannot lose that ring! She moans uncontrollably, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull as she experiences my unforgiving wrath. Her cunt quickly becomes swollen and red as I introduce my tongue to the fray, as she bends her legs across the back of my neck, her panties and legs trapping me, pushing me down further onto her pussy. I then take a deep breath as I start to suck on her vagina, sucking all the fluid out of her, which tastes a bit metallic. I then realize that I have hit the jackpot as I then spit on her vagina, swirling it around with my index finger as I get ready to probe her.
My finger slides in unchallenged, but soon hit her hymen, which I stab at with my fingers, making her squeal which gradually leads to a loud scream, and her pussy walls tighten, much to the dismay of my hand, which will now have more trouble finding the ring with blood everywhere. I fondle around for a while, mostly just to feel her amazing, velvet insides, but also while trying to find my ring. I raise my head back up to look at her face, and she seems to be having the time of her life, so I take my finger out, wiping the blood off of her cunt with her discarded panties and place my finger into her gaping mouth, letting her taste her own fluids, as she fervently sucks the juices off my finger, so I promptly take it out, and start foraging through her pussy again as I dive for her mouth with my own, my tongue darting into hers like a piston. She seems to be now radiating a very fine odour which causes me to deviate further, and without thinking, I ram four fingers into her delicate, deflowered pussy. Her stomach tenses rhythmically to my beating of her pussy now, and I start devouring her stomach, licking and sucking her slight abs as I work up to her bikini, which is still on her, covering her well rounded breasts. I then yank it off, the knot giving me grief, but I persevere with my free hand and yank it harshly, her bra snapping between the two cups, and I toss it to the side.
“You could have just unt-“ I interrupt her with a slap to the face, and she starts to look at me as if she starts to regret her decision to make me angry. I flick her left nipple, as I stare at the pink marvel, her areole a nice diameter, making her boobs look full and bouncy. I flick it again, this time much harder, causing her to wince in pain, as her nipples start to swiftly increase in size, hardening to their full potential. I then mouth her left nipple, and suck on it as I squeeze her right breast with my free hand, causing her to get the full experience.
I finally feel the ring, as my four fingers are inside of her, past the third knuckle as my fingers squirm around and finally feel the ring lodged between presumably the wall of her pussy and a small raised patch inside of her, which I repeatedly brush past in order to reach the ring with my middle finger, as she makes noises much more rampant and clamps her legs even harder, almost breaking my back as she starts to gyrate frantically, and then my entire hand gets drenched with her orgasm juices. Her pussy starts to free up, and my hand triumphantly escapes with the ring, out of her body. She breathes a very long sigh as she starts to calm down, I push my hand against her ribcage, feeling her heartbeat gradually decrease.
Millie then releases her death grip of me with her legs, as she brings them down to the ground controllably, and then catches me off guard as I attempt to stand up, touching my extremely aroused dick with her feet, which have red toenails, matching her fingernails.
Her soft, warm feet are not even covered with sand, which I question, as she starts to give me a footjob with the arches and toes of her feet, while I watch her stomach, leg and pussy muscles retract and contract as she does her thing, making me nearly burst even though she had only just begun. She sniggers as she pulls a cheeky and deviant face; she raises her hand to her mouth and shushes me as she whispers “Now it’s time for you to stick me for all you got. Beat me to hell, you know I deserve it. You do this, and I’ll tell you where your undies are…”
She closes her eyes as she lowers her hands again, and the heavenly footjob starts to cease, she settles into the chair more and bends her knees, making her feet touch either side of her ass. I grab her feet and then force them behind her head, which is almost no feat at all, her legs locking in place as I align myself, my dick now resting on her vagina as I tease her slightly before I roughly shove my 8 inch wonder into her hole, ramming her back wall, as I look at her face which lights up with pleasure and pain, as I quickly jack into action, quickly thrusting through her meat as her whole body jiggles, her boobs dancing on her chest as they make slapping sounds as they hit her face several times. The tip of my dick then finds the raised part of her insides again and I proceed to make sure I hit that section with every stride of my hips, which causes her to struggle for breath, as I think she is about to orgasm again. This spot feels awesome as I hit it with vigour, my dick tracing it all the way to the back of her love cavern.
I went on like a machine for a few minutes until my rage-fuelled lust for her started to wear off with my gradual exhaustion, so Millie substituted for me as she unlocked her legs from behind her head and repositioned them behind my back again, crossing them and locking me in, and I get an idea. To help speed her up to another orgasm, she brings me in much closer and starts to gyrate again, humping my dick from a semi-seated position, her velvet meat feeling much juicier now as the position changes, and I reach for the suntan lotion bottle, knowing the screw-off lid has a cylindrical tube inside, which I unscrew as she continues to work for me, and I stop her from fucking me temporarily as I prep her asshole with my finger as I slowly introduce the foreign object into her ass, and standing up her still on top of me as I lay down on the chair, and she starts to hump me dry again as she lets go of her usual death grip and rocks on top of me, while I hold the thin cylinder of lotion in her ass, for increased pleasure. I sit there for several minutes as Millie works her magic, her thrilling legs and ass providing a show as her vagina swallows my dick as she pumps up and down, up and down…
And then it happens. She goes for an orgasm, and splashes me with her mix of love juice, as her body then starts to fasten her movements, and I feel my body shiver intensely as her pussy walls tighten once again, and I start to orgasm myself. However, she doesn’t stop orgasming like last time, she seemingly has a double orgasm, and keeps producing her stuff on to my body, which is now dribbling down my legs and onto the beach. I then spurt all my spunk into her in one big thrust of my hips, as my world goes fuzzy again, and she freaks out, not knowing what it was as I let out a long groan. Fuck that felt good. She looks at me half disgustedly, as she realizes she is practically oozing cum, her vagina filled to the brim as her orgasm ends with mine in sync.
“Millie… I love you.”
Her face smiles at me, as she looks over to her ripped clothes and then back to me, her magical aqua eyes sparkling in the sunlight, her cum-stained hair flowing in the slight wind which has now picked up.
“I love you too… I still hope you love me after I tell you I burned your panties!” she laughs.
I smile, and tackle her to the ground, and then drag her to the river as she contests with me as I grab her by the shoulders and go into the river with her to wash off.
“How are we going to explain this to everyone..?”
I grab her head and bring her in close, as I whisper in her ear…
“Fuck the school; we’re walking the long walk home.”
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Waking up can sometimes be worse than staying down.
Working late can have its advantages
We spent the rest of the afternoon in mom’s bedroom, fucking and sucking in various positions, including with mom on top, riding me, which was great, as I could watch her ample full boobs jiggle and bounce as she rode me. Fuck that was good! I must have cum at least another four times over the course of the afternoon.
One of my favourite times was when mom knelt on the floor on her elbows and knees, and let me pull her buttocks wide open so I could lick and finger fuck her asshole. I opened it up wide and also let a few gobs of my spit enter her butt-hole, to help ease my finger in. I think she enjoyed it from the way she moaned and groaned with pleasure. To be truthful, I was becoming increasing aroused by the sight of mom’s asshole and wanted to stick my prick in there. But although mom had mentioned this in her “dirty talk”, she’d never actually said I could, and I did not want to push things too far, too soon. But from the way she had reacted to my fingering it, I had hopes she would let me fuck her ass sometime soon.
During our sessions during Sunday afternoon, mom never collected my cum. She either swallowed it if she sucked me, or let me cum inside her, and then let me watch it drip out of her pussy, which added to my excitement.
In the evening whilst we were eating, mom reminded me that we had to see Dr Taylor again the next day.
“And remember,” she said, “We mustn’t tell the Doctor just how far I have gone in helping you to cum.”
I nodded in agreement. I knew it wasn’t something we could talk about in front of other people.
After our meal we both sat in the living room to watch some TV before going to bed.
I was wearing my ‘house-gown’ with my boxer shorts on underneath, whilst mom had ‘dressed’ since our earlier fuck-fest in her bedroom, but sill quite sexily — wearing the tight fitting soft-jersey type material grey shorts with a low cut bright red blouse without a bra, which showed ample cleavage, and her nipples protruding through the thin fabric. She looked pretty hot sitting there!
Since mom had been helping me cum all weekend, the ache in my balls had been much less. But with the working week starting for her tomorrow, being a Monday, I wondered how I would manage.
“Mom, I’m going to feel a little strange during the daytime this week, as you won’t be able to help me cum like you have this weekend,” I said.
“I know dear,” mom replied. “I’ve been thinking about that too. I have to go to work and you have to go to college. We’ll speak to Dr Taylor tomorrow and see what she says. How are your aches now?”
“Well, I’ve been feeling pretty good this weekend as I’ve been regularly cumming.”
“We’ll have one session tomorrow morning before I go to work and I’ll have to collect a sample like we were doing before. Today has just been an exception.” She smiled at me as she finished the sentence.
We idled the time away watching a movie and soon I was feeling sleepy. Mom looked over at me and said, “Time for bed I think young man. Do you need to cum again before sleeping?”
I felt I could, and my sleepiness started to disappear at the thought.
I nodded.
“As I haven’t collected your cum all day, I think one last time without won’t matter too,” said mom as she stood up. “What would you like to do?”
Seeing mom standing a few feet away from me with her tight figure hugging shorts which were pressing sexily into her crotch, I felt like touching her there and feeling up her ass.
“I’d like to play with that wonderful ass and pussy of yours again mom,” I said. “I just can’t get enough!”
Mom walked sexily over to me, swinging her hips, and stood in front of me as I still sat seated on the sofa chair.
“Go on then,” she said, smiling, “Do what you like.”
I placed the four fingers of my right hand on the area of her crotch and just ran them along her pussy mound several times, up and down. I could feel her pussy hairs and slit through the soft thin material of her shorts as I did so. Mom reacted with a slight moan of pleasure and pressed her pussy mound back against my fingers.
Then, satisfied for a moment with that, I said, “Turn around please mom.”
“That’s too polite,” replied mom teasingly. “You’ll have to ask me in a different way, if you want me to do that. Talk dirty.”
I looked up at mom and decided to oblige.
“Turn around and show me that juicy thick fuck of an ass, mom.”
“Mmmm….yes,” replied mom, “That’s better.” And with that mom turned 360 degrees on the spot and presented me with her curvy large butt, which was just about level with my face as I sat, if not a touch higher.
I rubbed my hands over each buttock, through the soft material of the shorts, groping and cupping the flesh there greedily. Then, I pulled the material that was covering each ass cheek inwards so that it caught in mom’s ass crack, making her butt look even sexier as it tightly hugged her ass with each buttock partly showing. I bent forward and kissed each cheek in turn and then ran my tongue over the skin, savouring the taste and sensation. Fuck! This was good, and my cock getting was hard!
Then, I grabbed mom’s shorts at the waist and just yanked them down, giving her a bit of a surprise.
“Fuck, yea mom,” I said, “Your juicy ass is so fucking hot, I could play with it all day and all night.”
Mom didn’t say anything, but just stepped out of her shorts, so now all she had on was her bright red blouse which went to just above her hips, leaving her glorious backside and legs fully exposed and naked.
Then she wriggled her ass as she stood on the spot, knowing how much it excited me to see the flesh on her butt cheeks wobble and jiggle.
By now my dick was fully hard and wanting some attention.
I stood up behind mom and rubbed my cock along her ass crack, again slightly surprising her and making her exclaim, “Ooh, that’s nice.”
I slapped my hard on against mom’s butt cheeks for a bit longer, and then said, “I’d like to follow you upstairs with you like this, so I can watch your cheeks move, and then maybe you can suck me off and swallow my cum.”
“Ok,” replied mom, still with her back to me, and rubbing her butt sexily back against my hard on.
Then she started walking slowly away from me toward the door, her hips swinging, so that her ass looked even hotter as she walked.
Mesmerised, I followed her. When mom, got to the stairs she started walking slowly up them, again swinging her hips as she did so. Man what a sight! I was half drooling as I watched her climb with her butt almost in my face as I followed closely behind. I could not help slapping her ass once or twice with my hand. “Fuck yea mom,” I said, “Fucking hot ass.”
Mom reached the top of the stairs and walked down the corridor and into my bedroom, and sat on the bed. My hard on had been swinging wildly as I’d followed her, and now I just presented it to her face as she sat down. Greedily she took it into her mouth and started sucking me.
“Oh fuck yea mom,” I said, responding to the way she was blowing me.
She grabbed the base of my dick with both hands and really went for it, taking all my shaft into her mouth almost to the hilt.
Then she started playing with my balls, with one hand. I let my right hand wander down of mom’s left boob for a moment and then I just grabbed her head as she carried on sucking me hard. Then she let my dick out of her mouth for a moment and ran her cheeks along the side of my shaft as if savouring it’s length along her face.
“Talk dirty to me while I bring you off,” she said. “You know how much I like it.”
And without further ado she took my dick head into her mouth again and started sucking on me.
Happy to oblige, I said “Yea suck that dick bitch. Suck it hard and let me see you swallow my cum. I know how much you like it now. You’re a cum swallowing slut aren’t you? You just love taking my cream inside your mouth and swallowing it, don’t you?”
I grabbed her head and started pushing my dick into her mouth in time with her sucking, so that I felt like I was face fucking her.
I could feel her breathing hard through her nose as she sucked on me and she seemed in total ecstasy. Finally, I felt the cum rise in my balls and grabbing moms head hard, I thrust hard and deep and spurted in her mouth with a loud groan.
“Ohhhhhhh…Ahhhhhhhhh…” I said out loud.
Mom had clamped onto my dick with her mouth firmly as I came, making sure that this time she would not spill a drop. And indeed she didn’t, as she seemed to be swallowing the lot!
After she’d milked me dry with her mouth and cleaned all the cum off my dick, she smiled up at me and said, “Mmmm…. that was lovely, I love the taste of your cum,” and she licked her lips, letting her tongue linger outside her lips momentarily to show me how much she enjoyed it, like she had been eating some delicacy. Fuck, she knew how to tease me!
“Now have a good sleep and I’ll collect another sample first thing in the morning before I go to work, but I’ll have to use the semen beaker again from tomorrow.”
I nodded, and smiled back at mom.
She stood up, her tits wobbling in her red blouse, kissed me on the cheek and said, “Goodnight, hon. Sleep tight.” And with that she strolled out of my bedroom. Again, I watched her naked ass swing sexily as she walked away. Fuck!
I curled up in bed, and in no time at all fell sound asleep.
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I looked at my watch. It was 3.30pm. I was about to leave my college campus and head for Dr Taylor’s Clinic, which was a short bus ride down town.
Mom had told me in that morning she would leave work a little early, and meet me there. That was after she had wanked me off into the semen beaker of course, before she left for work. It was a little disappointing not to have her suck me off properly and let me cum in her mouth, but we had to use the semen beaker again to get some measurements, as we’d given doing that a miss, completely, on Sunday.
As I sat on the bus going towards the clinic, I wondered what Dr Taylor would say, and if my blood test results would show up anything. I still had a slight ache in my balls everyday, but as I mentioned before, this would normally clear up after I’d cum several times.
I thought back to our first visit to see Dr Taylor. I suddenly remembered the way she had looked at my dick and licked her lips. Then I remembered mom doing the same thing several times before she had actually started to suck me off. An image of my dick in Dr Taylor’s mouth flashed through my mind quickly and I smiled. ‘Don’t be stupid,’ I said to myself! Doctors don’t do that with their patients!
Soon, I reached my stop and got off the bus. A few minutes later I was climbing the steps up to the Clinic front door. I saw a mid-thirties looking attractive blonde receptionist at the desk and introduced myself.
“Afternoon, ” I said. “I’m Jacob Addington. I have an appointment with Dr Taylor for 4.30pm.” The receptionist looked down at her diary, and as she did so I could not help but look down at her quite ample cleavage which was showing. She was wearing a white nurse type uniform which had quite a low cut top, and her boobs were pushed quite firmly up to create quite a sexy cleavage. She looked damn hot!
“Oh yes,” she smiled back at me. “Please take a seat. Your mother is already here.”
As I walked into the waiting area of the clinic, I saw mom had got there before me and was sitting in a chair reading a magazine. She looked up and smiled at me. There were no other people waiting, probably because we had the last appointment of the day, although I think the clinic had two or three other doctors too. I gave mom a kiss on the cheek and sat down next to her.
The receptionist was a about 10 feet away from where we sat at one end of the waiting area, near the front door. She smiled reassuringly over at us. I couldn’t remember seeing her the last time I was here. The image of her ample cleavage still lingered with me.
Then mom said in a low tone so no one else could hear, “Remember Jacob, you mustn’t say anything about how far we have gone in our cum collecting sessions. Let me do most of the talking.”
“Ok, mom” I replied, as quietly back to her.
After a couple of minutes the phone rang by the receptionist, and after answering it she said out loud, “You may go in now.”
Mom and I got up and went over to the consultation room door. Mom knocked, and I followed her in.
“Ah, Mrs Addington and Jacob, do come in said Dr Taylor smiling broadly, from behind her desk, standing up in a white doctor’s coat, welcoming us.
She shook both our hands and beckoned us to sit down on the chairs in front of her desk.
Dr Taylor was a mature lady, of around 50 years, stocky in build, chubby and buxom with it, and with greying hair. She wore glasses, but as I looked at her I noted again, like the first time we had met her, that she had quite a pretty face and wonderful deep blue eyes, which had almost a playful sparkle in them.
As we sat down, Dr Taylor first looked at my mom and then me, and still smiling and looking quite jovial said “Well how are you both, and how have you been getting on since I last saw you?”
Mom took the lead and said quite enthusiastically, but a little hesitatingly as if slightly embarrassed, “We’ve been doing fine Dr Taylor. I….er…have been helping Jacob in getting some measurements for you, as you suggested. I have them here.” Mom pulled out the records sheet, which she had shown me on Sunday morning, and handed it to the doctor.
“That’s excellent,” said Dr Taylor smiling. She took the paper from mom’s hand and put it on the desk in front of her without reading it. “I’ll look at this in a moment. I’m so glad you felt able to help Jacob, as it can be difficult to collect samples,” she added, as if to provide some reassurance.
Then Dr Taylor looked hard at me and said, “Tell me Jacob, how are your aches down below?”
I cleared my throat and said a little timidly, “I do still have them, but it does help a lot when I er….er …you know masturbate. I mean when I…er…you know, spurt my semen.”
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor still smiling at me. “I’m glad that you do get relief at least.”
“Now,” she continued, “I do have your blood test results here,” she said pointing to a blue folder, which was on the desk in front of her. “But first let me see your semen measuring record.”
Dr Taylor picked up the sheet of paper mom had given her and read it carefully.
“Yes, I see you have been producing quite a lot, but from the totals you’ve worked out at the bottom, I can see it is generally within a similar range every day.”
She paused for a moment looking at the numbers. “Yes, that’s all fine,” she added. “Thank you for keeping this record. I hope it has not been too difficult,” she added, looking first at mom then me.
For the first time I think I saw mom blush at that remark, and she replied quickly, “Er… no doctor…it….its been quite an experience as it’s something a mother is not often asked to do, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, yes Mrs Addington. May, I call you Margaret.”
“Well, my friends call me Marge. That will do.”
“Marge it is then,” replied Dr Taylor. “Yes I do understand, and I’m sure Jacob has been grateful too.”
Mom looked slightly uneasy but just smiled back at the doctor.
Dr Taylor looked at me and said. “Aren’t you Jacob? You must be thankful your mom has been able to help you.”
“Yes, sure I am,” I said, in a tone more relaxed than I thought I would say it.
Mom then said, “Are you able to tell us what the problem is Doctor?”
“Yes, I can,” replied Dr Taylor. “I am pleased to say the blood tests have given us an answer to what is going on. So in that sense it is good news. However, the treatment I am going to suggest maybe a little more…,” she paused for a moment, “A little more unusual and perhaps difficult.”
I felt a tinge of concern and looked at mom, who I could see was also looking worried.
Dr Taylor saw our anxious expressions and said, “Oh, please, I did not mean to worry you like that. Once I’ve explained, you may not think it is too much of an issue to overcome.”
“Please tell me what’s wrong with Jacob?” asked mom.
Dr Taylor straightened up in her chair a little as if she was about to say something important.
“Mrs Addington….I mean Marge,” she said looking at mom, “The blood test show Jacob has a condition which although I would not describe as rare, is a little uncommon. I will not bore you with the name of the condition, and we did send the samples to another laboratory for confirmation. Luckily the condition is detectable through the blood tests. I will try to explain it as simply as I can.”
Dr Taylor looked at me then mom as she spoke. “As you may know, men and women both have bacteria present in their genital areas, which are kept at an optimum level though various means, including the body’s own immune system. In certain cases in men, the balance of this bacteria overwhelms their balancing mechanisms and can lead to aches in the scrotum area, which in effect has happened to you Jacob,” she said, looking directly at me and smiling reassuringly.
“But, the good news is that it is curable. Our medical history records show that virtually all young men who have had this condition have been completely cured. However, the recommended method is,….well,…..slightly unusual.”
“Well, it’s a relief to know you know what it is, and that Jacob can be cured.,” said mom. “But in what way is the cure unusual?” she added, almost taking the words out of my mouth.
Dr Taylor paused for moment.
Then looking at mom directly she said, “Because of the slightly unusual nature of the treatment, you may prefer that I speak to you directly and in private first, Marge, before telling Jacob.”
Mom listened and thought for a moment before replying.
“Er….well, no doctor. It’s all right. I know Jacob is mature enough to listen to what you will say, and I would like him to be present. He’s my son, and I know he will be ok with whatever you might say,” she replied, firmly.
I felt kind of pleased that mom had spoken up for me like that. But I guessed it was partly because of the sexual intimacy we had already shared.
“Alright,” said Dr Taylor, looking at mom and then me quite seriously.
“Occasionally, men much older than Jacob in their fifties and sixties can get this condition, but for them we normally prescribe tablets, which they then have to be take once a week for the rest of their lives. However, the best treatment for this condition, in a young man of Jacob’s age, is to naturally lower the imbalance of bacteria in the male genitals. The way to do this normally, is for a man is to have sexual intercourse frequently with a woman, as the different bacteria that are present in a woman genitalia, naturally help to restore the imbalance in the male, as they get passed on during intercourse.
Mom and I both listened in silence without saying anything. You could have heard a pin drop. And I felt a twitch in my dick as the doctor spoke the last sentence.
“Now for this to work,” continued Dr Taylor, “The intercourse must be without a condom, as obviously we require the male and female genital fluids to mix.”
Dr Taylor paused for a moment.
Then looking hard at me, she said, “Do you have a girlfriend at the moment Jacob?”
“Er…no,” I replied, rather embarrassingly.
“Well, here is where the slightly unusual recommendation for treatment I have for you comes in, in that case.”
Dr Taylor paused again.
“To be blunt Jacob, you need to have sex with a woman daily for the next 2-3 months, and then regularly thereafter, to restore your body’s balance and get rid of your aches. But if you do not have a girlfriend, then that is a problem.”
I sneaked a look at mom, who obviously was not going to say we had been doing it, and neither was I.
Then, I was shocked at the Doctor’s next lengthy statement.
She looked at mom and said, “Marge, I want you to know I am also a sex therapist and counsellor as well as a medical doctor. I see many different types of people who visit me in that capacity, and who tell me all kinds of sexual fantasies and fetishes. So nothing surprises me anymore. And of course the relationships between a sex counsellor and the client is completely confidential.”
“Er..yes…I understand that,” replied mom, slightly confused.
“So what I am try to say, is that one possible solution to the fact that Jacob has no girlfriend currently is ..,” Dr Taylor paused, “For you to perhaps go a little further in helping him with his treatment, if you know what I mean.”
I saw a streak of red run across mom’s neck and cheeks as she realised what the doctor had just suggested to her.
I think I must have blushed too.
Mom stayed silent. My dick twitched again.
Then trying to be more reassuring, Dr Taylor said, “As I mentioned, the relationship between a doctor and the patient is strictly confidential. I can only suggest what is best for the patient and it would go no further than between us, if it helps Jacob get over his little problem, or until he meets a fine young girl in the future hopefully.” Dr Taylor smiled as she finished the sentence.
Mom regained her composure a little and said, “Er…yes…I see what you mean doctor. I shall have to think about it.” She obviously didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell the doctor we had already fucked!
“However, I have an alternative option,” continued Dr Taylor. “Over the years during the course of my sexual counselling, I have seen a number of women, similar to your age Marge, who also have certain sexual issues and problems because their husbands’ can no longer perform sexually. I have handful of such women on my books now. All they require is to have sexual intercourse once or twice a week to help them overcome their problems. Dr Taylor paused.
Then continuing, she said, “I Also have a number of men a little older than Jacob — in their early twenties, who also come to see me with their sexual problems, for example, shyness in approaching women, or lack of experience in the sex act, and require just some initial guidance and prompt in the right direction. Now, being a ‘hands on’ type of sex counsellor, what I do, with the permission of all involved, is, I link up these young men to these older women, who have their husbands’ permission of course. And so the young men can resolve their sexual issues and gain some confidence, whist at the same time satisfying these mature ladies. It is a ‘win, win’ situation. The key is also that before I link up the young men to the mature, experienced women, I make sure both parties are completely free of any infection or STDs, so that they are able to enjoy themselves to the fullest extent, without worry. And I do follow up checks too. So what I am saying, Marge, is if you feel unable to help, I could link Jacob up to one or two of these ladies I know.”
As the doctor had been speaking, and what she had been saying sunk in, my dick had become semi hard. I couldn’t quite believe my ears. Dr Taylor could put me in touch with some older ladies of mom’s age for me to fuck to help cure my problem! Fuck!
I thought mom would blow up either in embarrassment or rage at the idea, but strangely enough when I looked over at her to see her reaction, see seemed quite calm. If anything, calmer than when the doctor had started talking.
“I see,” mom replied. “Well, Dr Taylor, I am so pleased to have chosen you as our doctor, as I can see your approach to treatment is very ‘hands on’ as you put it, and you have the best interests of the patient at heart, even if the treatments are slightly unusual. I’m also glad that you are so frank with us in your explaining the situation, and offering an alternative solution. I shall have to think this all over, as it is quite a lot to take in. But at least we know what’s wrong with poor Jacob,” mom paused, looking at me, “And how best we might be able to help him.” Mom smiled back at the doctor now, clearly much less tense and more relaxed in her chair.
Mom’s reaction surprised me and my dick was still snaking around in my pants at the thought of all these suggestions. I was trying to hide it by holding my hands over my crotch!
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor beaming back at mom. “I’m so glad we have an understanding.”
Then looking at me, Dr Taylor said, ” I hope you will feel comfortable with the suggested treatment Jacob and not feel shy. I’m sure you will appreciate it.” I thought I detected a glint in her eyes as she spoke to me.
I decide to play all innocent and I piped up, “Er…yes…. sure Dr Taylor, anything that helps me get over my problem.” Then, feeling a little braver and to add a touch of spice to the conversation, so that Dr Taylor might perhaps think I was more of a man than she knew, I added, “It has been quite nice and relieving at times when mom has been helping me, so I’m sure help in other ways from mom and from other ladies might be good too.”
I definitely saw a sparkle in the doctor’s eyes this time as I spoke, and my dick twitched again.
“Very good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Now, Marge, you have a think about what I’ve said and let me know how you might want to proceed. And remember this is all completely confidential between us only.”
“Thank you, Dr Taylor,” replied mom.
“Now, before you go today, I do need just one final test to perform which is to take a fresh sample of semen from Jacob. Once the treatment I’ve just suggested to you has been started I will also have to take fresh semen samples twice a week as we monitor progress through regular semen tests and blood tests. You no longer have to take daily cum measurements from Jacob now. Is that ok?”
I felt relieved we didn’t have to use the semen beaker at home again, but I think I must have not been listening properly to the first part of what the doctor had said as mom asked, “You mean you would like a sample now from Jacob?” and looking a little perturbed again.
“Yes. That shouldn’t be a problem should it? Do you feel you can provide me with one Jacob?”
“Er.. yes,” I said..” I guess so.” The truth was, aside from being semi hard already, hearing what the doctor had suggested, my balls were aching a bit, and cumming was just what I needed, as I’d only cum once that morning with mom helping me.
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Excuse me one moment.”
Dr Taylor picked up the phone and said, “Cynthia, as Mrs Addiington and Jacob are the last patients for the day, and it’s almost 5pm, you can go home now. I won’t be needing your assistance further today.”
I realised Cynthia must have been the name of the hot looking receptionist. Dr Taylor listened to a reply and then said,. “That’s right, we’ll be fine. Have a nice evening – bye,” and put the phone down.
“Right, would you like to follow me to my inner consulting room?” Dr Taylor got up and beckoned us to follow.
I had not noticed another door in the doctor’s room on the first visit, but the doctor led us to the far side of the room where there was indeed another door. She opened it and we all went in. The doctor then closed the door and bolted it from the inside. “I like to make sure we have absolute privacy,” she said. “Welcome to my inner consulting room. This is where I see clients who have sexual issues or problems of various sorts, and I try to counsel them and help them resolve these issues.”
As I looked around the room I noticed it had a much more cosy and informal feel to it compared to the doctors main consulting room. This was more homely and even intimate. There were matching lampshades, a luxurious beige carpet with a large roomy leather sofa and a separate sofa chair. At one end of the room a very comfortable looking milky chocolate coloured leather bound couch/examination table was placed in the centre space so you could walk around it, where I guessed people could lie down. There was also a door to another room attached to this one!
As I entered the room, for some reason my hard on had gone down completely. Perhaps it was the thought of what I might have to do in front of the doctor, rather than in private with mom, which is what I was used to.
“Now, Marge, I’ve brought you in here too because I thought it would be better if you might like to help your son produce his semen sample, like you have been doing at home. I would like to watch and assist if you wouldn’t mind so I can make sure everything is in order from a physiological point of view. Is that ok with you both?”
“I guess so,” said mom, but I could see she was a little embarrassed.
I just nodded.
“Now Jacob, see that door — that goes to a bathroom. I’d like you to be nice and clean, so would you like to take off your pants and underwear in there, leave your t-shirt on, and give yourself a good wash of your privates, wrap yourself in a towel, and then come back out here.
I nodded again and walked over to the bathroom door.
Dr Taylor asked mom to sit down and offered her a soft drink. “Jacob before you go, would you like a drink too?”
“Just water is fine,” I said.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Fuck! I couldn’t believe this was happening!
The bathroom was very nicely fitted with a bath and separate shower cubicle, and luxury tiles on the walls and floor. Next to the wash basin were a number of cream coloured towels of different sizes.
I took off my trousers and boxer shorts and gave my dick and balls a good wash using a small towel and soap. Then I rinsed myself off by wetting another small towel, and finally dried myself using a larger one. The large one was big enough to go around my waist, so I wrapped the towel around my hips and walked back into the room where Dr Taylor and mom were waiting.
“Excellent,” said Dr Taylor as she saw me come in. I took a sip of my water which she handed me in a glass. “Please lie down on the couch over there, and we’ll join you. Keep your towel over you for now.”
I did as instructed. My dick was completely soft now – my earlier arousal had completely gone!
I lay down on the couch, which was in the centre area of the end of the room so that people could walk around it, with my t-short still on, and the towel covering me from below. The couch was very comfortable and had a high back so as I lay there I could almost sit up. Mom and Dr Taylor came over.
Dr Taylor was holding a semen-measuring beaker like the one she had given us to take home.
“Just relax now Jacob. I’ll just ask your mom to take a sample like she does at home.”
Dr Taylor then lowered the head end of the couch a little so as I was lying, my back was about at 30 degrees, and I could relax my back and head.
“Right Marge, just do whatever you normally do to get the sample from Jacob at home. I assume you masturbate his penis into the beaker?”
“Er.. yes, that’s right,” said mom, not giving much away.
Mom stood on one side of me and Dr Taylor stood on the other as I lay on the couch.
Mom pulled the towel way from my crotch and legs to reveal my dick. I was now naked from the waist down. I could sense Dr Taylor looking at me dick intently.
Mom started to stroke my dick to try to get some life into it.
I was still limp. And I thought I should say something about that.
“Sorry, I think maybe because I’m in a strange place, I’m not worked up enough just yet,” I said truthfully.
“Marge, do you provide any stimulation for your son? For example, do you let him touch you?”
Mom hesitated for a moment. I could sense she was unsure just how much to let on. Then she said. “Well sometimes I do. I let him touch my bottom and sometimes my breasts too, as that can help him to cum quicker.”
“Well don’t let me stop you then. Just do what you normally do,” said Dr Taylor encouragingly.
Mom turned her ass towards me a little and I started to caress it through her skirt. My dick responded a little, but I was still not really getting properly hard.
“I think perhaps you need some more stimulation,” said Dr Taylor, after watching this for a few minutes, and seeing I was still not getting properly hard. “Tell me Marge, do you let Jacob see you partly undressed?”
I knew mom was fighting her feelings not to tell the doctor too much, but to my surprise at her openness she finally said “Well as you been so frank and open with us doctor, I will also be honest with you and say yes. Occasionally, I have let Jacob see my breasts and my bottom. But I would always wear some panties to cover my crotch area,” she added, lying. She obviously didn’t feel comfortable to reveal any more just yet!
“Well, may I suggest you remove your top and skirt in that case so Jacob can be properly stimulated? I think he does need more help, poor thing,” said Dr Taylor sympathetically.
Mom stopped wanking me and started to unbutton her white blouse. She then took it off, revealing a white full cup bra underneath. Then, she unzipped her skirt from the side and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing quite conservative white panties underneath which didn’t reveal much of the flesh of her ass. She picked up her skirt and placed it on the sofa with her blouse.
She was now wearing just her white panties and bra with black medium height heels. She came back over to me, and not looking at Dr Taylor, perhaps to avoid eye contact because of how she was now dressed in front of me, pulled her panties into her ass crack partly, so as to make her ass look more sexy, and then began stroking my dick again.
“That’s quite a nice touch, to make you look more stimulating,” said Dr Taylor pointing to what mom had done with her panties in pushing the fabric into her ass crack.
“Well, he does like bottoms a lot, so he tells me,” replied mom, to my surprise, revealing one of my likes.
“Well that’s quite natural,” said Dr Taylor smiling at me.
I started stroking mom’s ass again, which was now looking much more alluring, but Dr Taylor looking on at me from one side was not helping my erection still.
I think the doctor noticed my discomfort.
“I think we need to do something else here if we are to get you going young man,” she said. “I did say I was the type of sexual counsellor who believes in a hands on approach, so what I can do if you like is to stand nearer you Jacob, and you may also touch my bottom lightly through the material of my skirt, as you like bottoms so much. Are you ok with that Marge?”
“Er…yes sure,” replied mom.
Dr Taylor removed her white coat to reveal surprisingly low cut beige blouse and dark brown knee length skirt underneath. She came and stood next to me about level with my chest so my right hand could reach her ass. She was much rounder in shape than mom, and more of a bubble butt, I noticed, despite her chubbiness.
“Now don’t be shy young man, you can squeeze and feel my bottom as you like whilst your mom does her bit.”
I couldn’t quite believe this was happening. With my left hand I was feeling up mom’s ass cheeks as she stood in her underwear to my left and with my other hand I was stoking Dr Taylor’s ass through the material of her skirt as she stood to my right!
My dick started to become hard and responsive finally, although I still felt a little awkward.
Dr Taylor placed the semen beaker on the couch so mom could get hold of it in time.
Then to my surprise mom said. “Dr Taylor I hope you won’t mind, but I’m going remove my bra so Jacob can see my boobs. That normally does the trick at home.”
“Well, I am glad to hear you have such an informal arrangement,” replied Dr Taylor looking more pleased now.
Mom unclasped her bra and threw it on the sofa. Her glorious, full, melon like globes with large brown areole came into full view. Mom’s thick nipples looked exceedingly tempting and suckable.
“And I must say you have a very fine pair of boobs,” said Dr Taylor seeing them in their glory.
“Thank you.”
Before going back to working on my dick mom lent over my face so her boobs were in reach of my mouth. I don’t think she had planned to do this but just did it instinctively. Seeing this, Dr Taylor said, “And I see you let him suck you too. Excellent! That should really do the trick. Look!”
Dr Taylor pointed at my dick, which was now fully hard, as I had taken mom’s juicy tit into my mouth as she let her boobs fall over and stroke my face, and she saw it’s full length and hardness now for the first time. “Jacob, you do have a fine erection. I am going to call it a cock if you don’t mind, as I think it is easier to help you to cum if we use more common words.”
Dr Taylor keenly looked at my hard on, and licked her lips, and I could see she wanted to touch it. “Can I make a suggestion?” she said.
“Go on,” said mom.
“How about if you stand over Jacob like you are and let him play and suck on your fine boobs, and I collect the semen sample? It may make things easier,” said Dr Taylor.
“Sounds ok to me, ” said mom. “You ok with that Jacob?”
I nodded. It would be good to have another woman’s hands on my dick.
I was started to feel much more relaxed being in the doctor’s presence now, as she seemed to be enjoying what we were doing too. She moved over to my left where mom had been standing and mom came over to the right of me, still leaning over me slightly so I could suck and play with her boobs or ass with one hand.
Mr Taylor started to wank me. The feel of her hand on my dick was quite exquisite and her technique arousing. She was clearly an expert in this from the way she was stroking me!
My dick was now at full stretch, but I did not feel like cumming just yet.
“May I touch your bottom again Dr Taylor?” I said, feeling brave.
Without saying anything, Dr Taylor angled her ass back at me so I could reach it, and I started to grope at her fleshy ass cheeks through he material of her skirt.
“That’s right. Feel my ass young man and cum for me,” said Dr Taylor as she continued to wank me, whilst I felt up her butt.
At that moment I would have loved it if either mom or Dr Taylor had given my dick a quick suck. But I did not feel brave enough to go so far as to suggest that.
Mom then surprised me again by saying, “Let me use my boobs on his cock for a moment. That should do it finally.”
Mom moved down the couch a little so she was now opposite to Dr Taylor a who let go of my dick, and let mom wank me with her boobs as she held them tightly around my prick and moved up and down.
Dr Taylor looked on pleasingly. “I’m so glad to see you are so free with each other in this way,” she said.
Seeing mom do what she was doing to me in front of the doctor triggered something off inside my head, and I started to get extremely aroused now at the idea of mom sexually pleasuring me in front of someone. I’d gone from being very shy about it initially, to now getting really turned on by it, and I felt the cum rise in my balls.
“I’m gonna’ cum in a minute if you carry on like that,” I said out loud.
Mom continued wanking me between her fleshy tit mounds for another minute or so and then stopped and let Dr Taylor take over. The doctor grabbed the semen beaker in one hand and started pumping my dick hard up and down. She was just in time as after just few strokes I came, gushing into the semen beaker.
“Ahhhhh..AHH…OOOOOHHH,” I shouted out as I came, jerking my hips upwards several times as I did so.
Dr Taylor continued to expertly hold my cock and pump me until my cum waves subsided and she’d collected all my cum in the beaker. I pushed my head back against the couch and closed my eyes, enjoying the high of my orgasm as the doctor’s hand still held my dick, and mom stood topless, wearing just her panties, next to her. Fuck, that was so good!
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It was a warm summer day Kylie my oldest daughter was 17 with big tits and a great add and my youngest daughter Candice was 15 and had juicy tits with a bubble butt. My wife and I divorced ages ago Im notes 34 and this is how I got my daughters pregnant.
It was a warm summer day Kylie was just coming in from exercising I could see her tits through her shirt I got rock hard when I saw her. She said daddy Im going to take a shower I responded okay baby. She was in the shower when I got up and noticed she left the door open I whipped out my dick and started jerking off my strokes were fast and hard. I was climaxing when she saw me it was an awkward silence. She saw my dick hard white 81/2 inch cock. She said something that I’ll always remember she said don’t worry daddy I can help you she got on her knees and sucked my dick in the hallway. Her sloshing sound made me so hard. She took my balls and sucked them. She put her tongue in between my balls and I let out a big groan. She gets up and I turn her around and fuck her in the butt she was so tight in her butt she was screaming a lot it was a mix of pleasure and pain. She matched my thrust real hard. She screamed saying daddy I love it. I picked kylie up and took her to the couch I fucked her on the couch she was in my lap her pussy was so tight I couldn’t take it I had one more big thrust in me I thrusted in her pussy and as soon as I came she yells and cums the same time I do. As soon as we cum Candice came in from soccer practice and saw us and just stood there….
What the hell get up klyie as klyie got up she saw my dick and stammered saying wow it’s big. Kylie said come on Candice just try it Candice got on her knees and started sucking my dick and started with my balls . She felt amazing her warm mouth felt good and her figures tickled my balls I couldn’t take it and fell on the couch Kylie got on the couch and put her pussy to my face and I ate her out. She moaned while I moaned from my dick being pleasurd. Candice I screamed god I want your tight pussy now. She yelled I want the cock so bad, then Kylie screamed just fuck already. Candice got up and plopped on my dick and I pushed in and she screamed louder than Kylie and Candice road me like a rabid dog. I yelled yeah god your pussy tight!!! Candice yelled fuck me hook balls deep I did and she came right in my lap, and I grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard and said for I want you. She looked me in the eye and said make me your bitch. As soon as she said that I grabbed her butt and shoot cum in pussy so hard she started shaking. Kylie came on me and it tasted soo good. After that we fell asleep.
I woke up and found a note on my chest it read daddy last night was great my pussy is so wet just thinking bout it from Candice and Kylie. I smelled blood and rightfully so dried up blood was on my dick. I took a shower then went to eat. Kylie snuck under the table and started sucking my dick I jumped to see her, and she pleaded daddy one more time please please please one more time my pussy is so wet god daddy I don’t care were fucking I found Candice with her legs wide open and she said come on dad eat up. I ate her out and she came in my mouth her sweat juice was tasty. Kylie sucked me then stopped she turned around and said you know what to do. I fucked her and grabbed her tits they felt great. I turned her around and licked her tits the wetness of her tits got me hornier. I then pounded her butt balls deep she screamed oh yeah daddy yeah this is what I want now my pussy. I got her lifestyle and Candice on her back I fucked Candice firts her tits plopping on Kylie back got me ready to cum I then switched to Kylie her pussy still tight begged for more. I pounded her pussy then blasted cum inside her pussy. Candice sucked me dry after that and we went into my room . I stuck my dick in Candice pussy and we fell asleep.
I woke up at 1 Kylie was licking my dick saying we’re ready. Candice kissed me and said daddy our pussys are wet again. Candice then said I have an idea
Candice then lifted Kylies leg and and ate her out Kylie moaned yes yes yes I want it keep going baby sis grab my tittie . Candice did and then moved to her tits and sucked one by one. Then they go 69 2 minutes in Kylie squirts all over Candice. Candice then came all over Kylie. They fell asleep on my legs and I dozed off to.
I woke up and for a few days things went on as normal we didn’t have sex for weeks. I was playing with myself when they walked in they smiled and said your still horny and giggled. I said what did you guys want, and they said uhh dad we have very bad news. I said what, then Kylie said dad in pregnant and Candice said so am. I stammered saying what what. Kylie said dad im having twins and Candice said me to. I was so shocked I said how . Candice said daddy you’ve pounded and cummed in our pussys so much it’s obvious. We went to the doctor and he diagnosed us pregnant. Daddy im scared but I’m just so fucking horny daddy me to said Candice. I gestured them over to me and they ran to me taking off their clothes . There tits got bigger and so did my dick. They sucked me off and Kylie went to get into position for me to fuck her. I said wait wait wait you guys are pregnant I can’t. Guys we need to grasp this before I knew it I was banging klyie and grabbing her tits I went in her like never before. Then I came in her she screamed daddy yes uhh. Candice then said hey dad their all girls you know what that means. We’re gonna have a big orgy, and you’ll be the center of it all. As we played down klyie and Candice put my hands on their stomach, so I could feel there stomachs. I felt Kylie s stomach move and she said aww he’s kicking. Candice then said daddy I responded yes, she said does this mean we’re your wife , and I said squeezing her tits it means anything you want it to be. She then jerked me till I blew my load all over her stomach. Kylie then grabbed my balls and kissed me and said I love you and game me a good squeeze, and we went to sleep this time my cock was in Kylie s pussy.
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