L&C school of Writing 2
his the second in the series..i advise you read 1 before continuing to get an idea of where it started..
his the second in the series..i advise you read 1 before continuing to get an idea of where it started..
I awoke up with Rex lying next to me reading some kind of magazine, and rubbing his semi hard cock through his pants, as I tried to look to thee other side of me, I realize that my ankle was chained to the bedpost, I had some kind of device that was sticking out of my pussy and ass, and I had clamps on my nipple and my clit. Some how they had the clamps connecting to each other, I wasn’t sure how but all I knew is then I moved all the chains would moved with me so I had to be careful.
“I see that our little whore is a wake, are you hungry or thirsty?”
“Yes Master I am”
“Well why don’t you get me a blow job, and we will go get you something to eat and drink besides my juices?” Rex said taking out his cock and grabbing my neck.
I rolled over making sure that nothing was pulling or anything coming out of me. I put my head down on him and I started to lick his cock slowly. He reached under me and took of my nipple clamps, and starting tugging on the chain, that led down to my clit. Each time he pulled the chain my body would quiver. I rolled over in between his legs, grab a hold of his cock and started deep throating him. I was moving my head up and down as fast as I could, and at the same time I was stroking him and letting my saliva run down his balls. I felt his hands grab my hair and started pumping my face. This time he didn’t make my nose bleed. I felt his cock starting to pulse, I knew what was coming next, and I had to get my self ready for a full load. I tried to relax and open my throat as much as possible, but still there was going to be a lot of cum. I heard him starting to moan, he starting to push my head down his cock down as fast as he could and I felt his hot cum squirting in my mouth, and down my throat. This time I wasn’t bad, it was sweet, and not as thick as the first time. Maybe I got the two guys mixed up? I did have a blind fold on, and I was trying to get away from them.
“Make sure he is clean, we don’t want to waste any of your protein shake.” He said with a light laugh to his voice. I made sure that I licked his cock from top to bottom and round his head, to make sure I didn’t miss a drop. I sat up on my knees and watch him starting to dry him self off with an old shirt. Then he sat the rest of the way up and started to unhook my chains.
“Later we are going to pierce your nipples and clit.” I looked up in the air with a big old sigh, when he said that. I didn’t dare to say anything at this point, I was still chained to the bed and I had the devices stuck in me.
“Now it’s your turn to cum for your Master.” He reached over to the end table and grabbed some kind of remote. He started to laugh, and then he motion for me to lay back and spread my legs. He unchained my ankle, and switched me around so I was spread eagle in front of him. He turned on the devices with his remote, starting out slow then going fast. It was nothing I ever felt before, it was an electrical vibration, and it felt great. I grabbed my nipples and started tugging hard on them, then rubbing my body then my clit. That was a bad mistake he took out a pig whip out and slapped me with it. He started to whip my inner thigh, and followed by he slapped my clit hard.
“Don’t touch you clit or cunt again, with out permission, understand me?”
“Yes Master, I understand”
“Now I want you to have a hard orgasm before we go eat, lay back and let me do all the work.”
As I lay back, he started to crawl on top of me slowly; he never took his eyes off of me when he started to kiss my thighs, to my moist pussy. He started to flick his tong over my clit. Its almost he knew every particular spot of my body, that would drive me up the wall. My breathing was getting heavier and more out of control and he knew. He took my clit in between two fingers and started licking me harder and faster. I was tugging and pulling on my nipples harder and harder.
He whispers “Cum for me baby, cum hard for me.” He stops the device in my pussy and took it out, and drove his fingers up me. All I could do at this point is let him be in control of my body, I had to close my eyes and relax as he was going to make me have a hard orgasm.
He tuned the metal toy up my ass on high, as he was eating out. I felt him put his arms under me and grab my hips, so I didn’t fuck his mouth or get too out of control, he was in command and he wanted me to know it. I was started to cum, and he knew, so he stuck his fingers deeper in my pussy and started to play with my g-spot, that did it. All I could do is grab the bedpost, he drove his mouth harder in my pussy, I arch my back and cum.
“OMG” I screamed and moan “Please fuck me Master, please” I begged him while he was still eating me out after I came. Then I started pleading for him to stop, he was driving me wild up the wall. I couldn’t catch by breath, it felt like my heart beating out of my chest. “Fuck me please Master, please Fuck me.” I said between breaths. He stopped for me second, kissed my clit, and he watched me jump, he laughed, and crawled over my body and up to my ear and started whisper.
“Later! Now let’s get dress so we can go out and eat! We laid out some clothing out for you.”
“Yes Master”
He took out the sex toy out of my ass and laid it on the bed, then he handed me an old shirt to clean up with. He pointed to a chair over in a dark corner that had my clothing on it. I walked over and there was a pair of high heel dress boots, pair of black leather pants, black lace thong, socks, and a backless halter top.
“Before you put your clothing on, I want you to do your hair; there is a brush and other hair stuff over there on the vanity.”
“Yes Master, is there any way you want my hair?”
“Down”
He led me over to the vanity, sat me down and grabbed the brush. He tilted my head back and started brushing my long red hair. My long, wavy, dark red hair reached my ass crack. I knew he was in love with my hair, because he was playing with it when he was brushing it. The only problem I had with my hair being down was is was so thick and I was shedding like a cat. I hated it. At one point I wanted to chop it off and donate it to some salon. But my “previous” Master found out what I wanted to and beat my ass raw, I was told that if I ever thought about cutting my hair again with out his permission he (hire someone) would kill me.
“I guess we can tie it back in a low pony tie, I didn’t realize your beautiful hair was so thick and long.”
“Yes it is Master, and Thank you for understanding.”
Rex put my hair in a pony tail, so how he made look like there was no rubber band it in. After he was done doing my hair he brushed he wiped me down with a cool washcloth, and let me put on my clothing. Rex sat back in a chair and watch me put on my clothing. So I made sure that I put on everything slowly. I started with my thong; I snapped my g-string to make sure that he was looking and that it was in the right place. That got his attention. Then I starting to put my pants on, one… leg…at… a … time, slowly pulling them up over my cute, tight butt, I made sure that I wouldn’t lose his attention. I zipped and buckled my pants.
“Hold on before you put anything else on, I have something for you.”
“Yes Master?” He went in his closet and took out a lash, collar, and a nice belt. I had a worried look on my face. I was wondering what I did. Was he going to hit me with that metal studded belt or what? The small cat collar, was black, fine leather, and had small metal studs sticking out.
“Here I forgot to give you this belt to put on, and you are going to wear this collar and leash when we are out.”
“Yes Master”
He turned me around, my back facing him; I felt his cock pulsing through his pants when my butt was pressing against him. I felt a small hard yank, when he was putting on my collar, to make sure that it wasn’t too tight or loose. Then he wrapped his arms around me and started to put my belt on me. He turned me around and he started to kiss my nipples slowly and up on my neck; I reach his crotch and started to grab his cock through his jeans.
“May I please have a protean shake Master?” I said pouting
“Yes, get on your knees and finish was you started you bad girl. You should be punished.”
I got on my knees, I started to unzipped his pants, rubbing his cock through his underwear, looking him in his eyes. I took his cock out through the fold of is underwear and started sucking it fast. He grabbed my hair and started pulling and pushing, making sure that I got all his cock in my mouth. It seemed as soon as I started sucking his cock he came hard. He pulled my up by my collar, and gave me a deep, long, kiss with his cum still in my mouth. He started rubbing my breast with one hand and placing his knee between my legs. I started humping his knee; furthermore he turned me around again, and reaches down my pants and started playing with me. I felt so relaxed, I came quick and hard.
“That’s what I wanted to see, now get dress.” As I bent over to grab my top, he spanked me on my ass. “Oh, nice, tight ass, the boys will like you tonight!” He said with a sexy playful voice. I stood up and I started to tie the strings of my top; he grabbed the bottom ones and helps me with them. He snapped on my leash and started leading me down the hall way where we meant up with Snake.
“I need a Blow Job before we go if that’s all right?”
“Yeah that’s fine I have to get ready any ways. Here’s her leash”
“Get on your knees and start sucking.” Snake said while pointing to the ground
I wasn’t too happy but I knew if I didn’t do what he would ask me I would get in big trouble. I reached up and unzipped his pants. “Ouch that hurts, be careful” Oops he wasn’t wearing any underwear and I grabbed some hair and skin. I made sure that next time I unzip his pants I put my hand down there first to protect him. I pulled out his cock and started sucking it. It taste like he just took a piss, but that didn’t bother me as much as he grabbing my head and pushing his cock deep down my throat with out me relaxing and making me gag on it. I bit. He smacked, I bit a little harder, and he went limp.
“Don’t do that next time and you wouldn’t have that problem.” I said with laughter in my voice.
“Fucking whore.” He yelled, and he smacked me across the face
“No I don’t think you would be fucking me for a while, you’re a little small at this point.” I started laughing out loud
He throws his hand back to hit me across my face and missed. I tired to run away from him, but he grabbed my leash and yanked me back on my ass. I tried to reach up to unhook my self. But before I could Rex was standing right in front of me, stirring down at me with a pissed off look. He grabbed me by the throat and picks me up.
“Now you’re not being very nice, now I have to whip your ass before we go out and you’re going to be sore.”
“Please Master you Miss understood what was going on.”
“Look in that corner. See that black speck? That’s a camera, I saw and heard everything.”
“Oh shit.” I looked down at the floor and started to whimper.
“Now I haven’t hit nor did anything to you yet. Stop that fucking crying”
“Yes Master”
Rex grabbed a chair and sat down in it. He grabbed me by my loop of my pants, to make me back up to him. He started to unbuckle my belt and pants. I grabbed his hand to make him stop. But some how he over powered me, he let my pants and thong drop to the floor. He bent me over his knees and started to beat me hard with his belt. I felt the welts growing with every strike. He stops for a second and reached behind him again. “Spread your cheeks” I did what I was told, I spread my cheeks, as soon as I did, he stuck a big butt plug in my ass. I dare not the scream or whimper. I started crying harder. “For being disobedient this will be up your ass for the rest of the night. If you take it out, I won’t beat you with my belt, I will beat you with a wipe, to top it all off, I have a remote that controls everything. The butt plug will get larger, smaller, or vibrates.”
“Clean you’re fucking tears up and come over here and sucking my cock.” Snake snapped his fingers and pointed down the floor and holding his hard cock in one hand.
“Yes Master”
I got up started pulling up my pants, when Rex reach over and told me “no, leave them down.” I walked over to Snake got on my knees and started sucking his cock hard. He grabbed my hair again and forced his cock in my mouth farther. I stopped him by pushing him back with some force. Rex got up, walked over to me and told me to put my hands behind my back and keep them there. Rex took out a pair of hand cuffs and put them on me. Snake was in full control of me now. He was fucking my face hard, then I felt him load my mouth with his cum. I was starting to have problems swallowing it down because there was so much and so thick, but I did it; I leaned back over and cleaned his cock up with my mouth.
“Good little whore.”
“Yes Master.” I said with some tears streaming down my face.
“Sit on that plug for me please”
“Yes Master” I sat down and another bigger bump went up my tight hole. Then I felt Rex inflating the plug to make sure that it wouldn’t come out. I got up and Rex fixed my hair, wiped my face and helped me with my pants.
“I am hungry, let’s get going?”
“Yeah sounds like a good idea.”
I was having problems walking after that last beating and that toy up my ass. Snake open the house door for me I could smell the fresh rained; before I got out the door he grabbed my leash, and put a blind fold over my eyes again. They helped me down the stairs and in to their truck. They sat me in the middle on them and buckled me up. I could hear the doors close and Rex starting the truck. They started a few miles down the road when Rex said “Fuck it, take that dam blind fold off, its not like she knows where are anyways.”
I could see that we where in the middle of no where. We where driving down a dirt road in the middle of the woods. I was trying to figure out where we were. But I couldn’t. I didn’t recognize anything. We finely hit the highway after 10mines or so. Everything was glissading with rain drops and the sun was setting. All I had on mind at this point was getting this dam butt plug out of my ass, get the hell way from them and where the hell we were going.
We finely hit the point of destination, it was another big out on a lake that there was some sort of party going on. We parked in the road, Rex stopped the truck and we all got out. He patted me on thee ass to make sure that the plug was still in there. “If you are good, I will take it out. So act happy and smile or else.” He grabbed a hold of my leash and we all walked in side. Snake went his own way as we where stopped by some guy, which started talking to Rex.
“Is this her?”
“Oh Yeah and she is clean and primed” Rex said
“Good should I get everyone around?”
“Not yet, let me talk to a few people and drink a few beers.” Rex
“OK let me know when you are ready.”
“No problem.” Rex said smiling
Rex and I walked around talking to different people, and Rex let some people fondle me a few times. I was starting to get pissed off. I didn’t know these people who where grabbing me, and I wanted them to stop and I didn’t care if I got in trouble. The next person that grabbed me, I took a hold of his hand and yanked it away from me, and in addition I elbowed him in the gut. Oops I should have looked behind me; it was Rex and one of his best friends. Rex looked at me while holding his gut and dragged by me by the leash to a room upstairs. He throws me on the floor and starting to beat me.
“I am sorry Master I was sick and tired of people groping me”
“I don’t give a dam what you want. You’re lucky it was me that you hit and not another person, now strip.”
“NO!”
“Do it now!”
“Or what dam it.”
“You don’t want to find out.”
I grabbed a hold of my leash, and started running to the door and opened it, I ran down the stairs, “GRAB HER” Rex yelled. Someone was trying to grab but I slipped throw is hands and ran out the door a fast as I could. I heard Rex running down the stairs and out the door. “GET YOUR FUCKING ASS BACK HERE NOW, YOU FUCKING WHORE, OR ELSE.” I was still running with out looking behind me. I wasn’t paying attention to anything around me, but what was in front of me. Suddenly I felt someone grabbing me and knocking me to the ground. I looked back and I was Rex. “Fuck you, you fucking bastard let me go.” He reached in his back pocket and grabbed some hand cuffs out, and slapped them on me. “GET EVERYONE READY, I AM BRINGING HER IN BOB.” Rex picked me up and throws me over his shoulders again. I was kicking and screaming as loud and hard as I could. For some reason it didn’t bother him at all. He walked in the door and down to the basement, where someone put a blind fold over my eyes.
I suddenly felt Rex throwing me down on something soft, flipped me over, he untied my shirt, and then he started to undo my pants, till I started kicking him. I felt him hit me hard across my ass and making the butt plug go bigger.
“Please no” He acted like he didn’t hear my plea.
“Please no Master, I will behave myself, I will do anything to get my self out of trouble and pain.” He looked at me, waited for a minute, and started again with the butt plug.
“Master No” was starting to cry by now in pain and agony, he still looked like he was pissed at me, he throw the remote down, grabbed me by my throat, bend me over and starting to fucking me hard. I heard him moan as he came quick and hard.
“This was the last straw; no you’re going to get punished.” I felt his hot juices running down my leg.
“Master please.” I felt the butt plug going smaller now. Before it went down to normal size, I felt his hand grabbing the shaft of the plug and yanked it out hard and fast.
“NO, Please NO” I was in tears; I tried to curled up in a tight ball.
“Help me out Man” Rex said while someone was sitting on my back and grabbing my hair hard. “Open your mouth.” I did what I was told, but that was a mistake, I felt him stick the dirty plug in my mouth. “I this will shut her up for now.” I was trying to scream in my throat, and then I felt someone putting a strap at the end of the plug and around my head, tying it taunt making sure that it wouldn’t come out of my mouth. Then I felt the plug going bigger and bigger.
“Well we don’t have to worry about her biting any one.”
“Yeah that’s true, maybe she will learn to behave, and obey?” some man said with a deep voice.
“Hello Puppet, I see that you got your self in trouble again” Master Mark said, when I heard my “real” Master’s voice I know that I would be in trouble. “What did she do this time boys?” as he was grabbing my hair.
“Do you really want to know?” Rex said lifting up his shirt showing his bruise, that I just gave him. Both of my Masters were now angry with me now. I know I am going to get one hell of a beating, and they didn’t care if they hurt me or not. More the pain more the pleasure for them. I had to do something to get my self out of trouble, but I couldn’t say or do anything, I was now bound and gagged, all I could do is make some kind of noise out of my throat.
“Mmmmmmmmm”
“Well I guess its time to give an attitude adjustment again, I thought the first one was enough, and I guess not, she has to learn the hard way.” Master Mark said rubbing his cock
“Yes sir what do you have in mind?” Rex
“Letting the boys have their way with her after I give her a nice beating.”
Master Mark grabbed my hair and started dragging me by it. We went to an adjoining room where everything was going to take place. I felt my Master attach my bound hands and hook them to something. Then I heard a clicking sound, my feet were now off the ground. I felt my Master starting to pull down my pants and underwear. His hands where felling me up and down. I could feel him put a few fingers up my honey pot, and then taking them out and smelling them.
“Well I can smell that you just got fucked not to long ago, I have to have a talk to those boys. I will be back.” I heard open and close the door. I heard him starting to yell at the Rex and Snake because I wasn’t “fresh,” and they didn’t use protection when where fucking me, and for not cleaning me up after they where done with me. He was also pissed off for the fact that I had bruises and cuts on my face. Dam I am glad that they are getting yelled at, at this time and not me. I want to see them get in trouble; maybe I wouldn’t get punished as bad. But I also knew that I was going to get some kind of punishment, because I did bodily harm to someone else, with out cause. But I did have cause; I was being fondled by strangers, but that wasn’t good enough cause for my Master. I was starting to worry are crying. Because I knew that I was going to get a good beating. What do I do know? Take it or fight back?
“For what you two do to her, I am not going to pay you guys.”
“That’s fine we are going keep her and use her for our own personal use then.” Rex said calmly
“No you won’t, I am going to take her home with me and clean her up.”
“You know what agreement was, we keep her till you pay us off, or we…” Rex was starting to get a little pissed and started raising his voice.
“Fine I will pay you two off, but I won’t ask you to do any thing for me again. Here’s the money I owe you.” Master hands Rex the money with disappointment and disbelief
“Thank you. So what are you going to do now?”
“Clean her up again, punish her, fuck her, and have her used by everyone else here, before I take her home with me again.”
“You know where everything is; let me know if you need anything. Nice doing business with you.” Rex started to talk away, then he turned around, by the way boss, I have tape of everything that we did to her and what she did to us. Rex tossed the thumb drive to Master Mark with all the info on it. Master Mark look at it, look up at Rex and said thank you.
I heard the door open up and close again. The room seemed to be cooler then before. I was now in a cold sweat, I knew that I was going to get punished, but how and how. My heart started to pound out of my chest, my breathing more rapid. I was scared stiff. I felt his hand on my nipple, touching softly. What was going on am I going to get punished? I could feel his eyes looking up and down my body. I could smell his sweet cologne and body sweat, I could feel him breathing and leaning closer to me.
“You’re a very dirty and naughty puppet, what am I going to do with you?” he whispered softly in my ear, with his fingers on my nipple.
“I think that we need to get you all cleaned up inside and out?” I could his lips getting closer to mine, he slowly and softly starting to kiss me. His other hand reaches up and starts touching my other nipple softly, then I felt him starting to tug hard on them. I let in a big breath, and then I felt him starting to nipple and tugging on my bottom lip.
“What do you think my Puppet?” he whispers again, all I could do is nod slowly and moaned.
He started to unchain me and throws me over his shoulders. I heard a door open, he sat me down on the cold floor, and I heard him starting some water, and reaching over and closing the door. I felt him rub my face softly, I was pushing back on his hand, letting him know that was feeling good and I missed him.
“Miss me didn’t you?” I nodded
“Want me to take your gag out”
I nodded again, he reach over, and pulled off my blind fold off, and unhooking my gag. I tried to open my mouth so he could take it out, but he put his hand over my mouth letting me know that he wasn’t ready to take it out yet. I titled head at him wondering why he didn’t want that out, then he started to speak.
“I know what happened, I know what you did, and I saw and heard it all on my laptop. I am very disappointed with you young one, and you will get one hell of a beating, now I am going to take that gag out of your mouth and I don’t want you to say a word understand, then I am going to put in the bathtub and have your sit there for a while. I am also thinking about putting enema up you, for part of your punishment.”
I nodded my head, opened my mouth little by little. When Master Mark took out the plug from my mouth, my jaw started hurting from that butt plug being in my mouth for so long. I had that nasty taste in mouth from the dirty plug, and I was thirstier then hell. I had really bad cotton mouth. Master Mark looked at me. “I am glad I brought you your toothbrush, and other stuff, they really roughed you bad this time.”
I cleared my throat and tried to answer him, but I couldn’t, my mouth was too dry and my throat was raw from screaming at Rex for some long, so all I could do is nod.
“Need something to drink?”
I nodded yes, and had a tear rolling down my cheek. Master Mark handed me his bottle of Coke, and wiped my face with his warm gentle hand. I knew that he still cared about me, but I was still wondering why he hired those guys to raped and beat me. I took a swallow of the Coke, it burned all the way down. Yip it was good old fresh Coke, it burned all the way down my parched throat, but I didn’t care, I had something wet in my mouth.
Master Mark picked me up from the floor, and untied my hands, and helped take off the rest of my clothing, and then he helped me in the tub. Was water was soothing and warm. I sat down and tried to relax a little, I took the washcloth and ran over my body trying to clean up the grass and dirt that was on me. I looked beside me and I saw that my Master hanging up the enema bag, I swallowed hard and look back down in the tub, I had to get another enema today, dam. I said to myself.
“Get on your knees and put your ass up in the air.”
“Yes Master”
“Did I tell you to speak my puppet?” he looked pissed “Well did I?”
“No Master”
“Then get that dam ass up in thee air, you’re going to get cleaned again.”
I did what he said, I got on all fours and I put up my ass up in the air, trying to keep my head above the water. I felt a little playful slap on my ass and then he pushed me in the water, he put is under my pussy and was trying to push my ass up a little further. I felt him put his finger up my ass and started fucking me with it, he took it out, and I looked back and pouted. He gave me that playful but serious look. I look back down as I was still pouted.
“You’re a dirty little girl and you need to be cleaned out.” Then I felt him guiding the nozzle up my ass. I flinched a little, after he put the nozzle up me, I felt the luke warm water rushing in me, and then I felt him rubbing my pussy. I started to moan with pleasure; he put a finger up me. “I see this dirty little puppet is wet, I wonder way?” putting his finger a little deeper in me, I felt him starting to fuck me harder and harder with his finger. I felt my clit starting to tingle; all I wanted right now was his cock in me.
“Please fuck me Master.” Then I felt him put two fingers in my pussy, one up my ass, and one on my clit. He started fucking me harder and harder with his hand. “Master I want your cock in…” I felt my orgasm come on hard and strong, suddenly I felt him taking out the nozzle and putting in a small butt plug.
“Sit and be quite” reached in the bathtub and grab my washcloth, he put some soap on it and started washing me. He started with my back, to my shoulders, around to my chest; he lifted my breast and washed under them, then cycled my nipples. All I could is lean back and relax, my Master was washing my body like he used to. He then started washing and rubbing my belly, then down to my pelvic bone, he never reached my pussy, and then he washed my legs and feet.
“Bad girl, you are so dirty, what am I going to do with my puppet?” He started back up my legs and between my thighs; he slowly ran his hand up to my pussy. “Spread them” he pushed my legs open, and started washing my pussy and ass. “Dirty girl, I have to clean that filthy pussy and ass.” He shook his head and started washing my pussy a little harder.
At this point I was starting to have cramps in my stomach, I needed to let go of everything that was in me, but my Master had other plans. He pulled on my hair and started dumping bath water over my hair, and my body. He put shampoo in my hair and rinsed it out. “Get up” he told me with a firm voice “spread them” he reached behind him and grab a douche bottle, he stuck it up me and started sneezing, I took a deep breath, and the dam thing was cold. I looked at him and he was starting to laugh, “Cold?” I gave him that look… you knew it was cold… and he laughed a little harder. He reached up and grabs the shower head and rinsed me off with warm water. He took my hand and helps me out of the tub and dried me off.
I was starting to hold my stomach to let him know that I was in pain. “Oops” he said with a laugh to his voice “Bend over” Suddenly I felt him stick his hard cock in me.
“Oh god” I cried out loud, his cock felt so good in me.
“Now I know I didn’t tell you to speak.” He said sarcastically, so he starting to pump me harder and fast. I heard the water sloshing in my stomach
“I know that you will be clean after I am done.” He reached down and pulled out my plug and stuck his cock in as quickly as he could.
“Oh god Master.” I cried out.
“Dam your ass is tight tonight, what are we going to do with you, what should we do for your punishment?”
He started to pump me fast and harder over and over again. I felt his cock starting to pulse I knew that he was ready to explode in me, I braced my self against the tub as he was pumping, he took his cock out half way and jammed it back in, then he pushed his cock as far and hard as he could when came. Before he took out his cock, he reached down and smacked me hard on thee ass. Then he took out his cock and sat me down on the pot, and walked out of the bathroom to let me do my business. He left the room and left the door ajar.
“Mater I haven’t ate all day, can we get some food soon?” I thought the water was never going to end coming out of me. I was in pain. It almost felt like i was a water balloon and I had a leak.
“Yes I was thinking about us going to my cabin in the woods, it’s going to be a long drive, and I haven’t ate anything all either.”
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I met my current wife when I was in my late 20’s. She was a few years older than me and had a nine year old daughter. I had been a bachelor for a little over year since my divorce and had sewed my wild oats enough. I was ready to settle down once again and give a committed relation another try. Heather, my wife, and I clicked immediately. She had been in an abusive relationship and like me was looking as well to settling down after being single for 2 years.
In addition, her daughter (Samantha) needed a father figure in her life as her biological father was a dead beat. Samantha was a loving child. She and I became close quickly. After dating for 6 months Heather and I decided to move into together. We rented a 4 bedroom house so Heather and I had a room, Samantha had her own room, and my son and daughter had room when they visited every other weekend. We lived together for a year and finally got married. Everything was great, Heather and my relationship was wonderful. We complimented each other perfectly, our outlook on life was the same and our sex life was unbelievable. I have never met a woman like her, her sex drive and desires are identical to mine. She is open minded and willing to do anything sexually, as long as it is pleasurable.
We lived in complete harmony until Samantha hit her teenage years. She became increasingly independent and the once loving relationship we shared turned sour. I became the root of all problems in her eyes. I was too demanding of her in school, I was out of touch with teenage needs, I was too strict. The same song and dance everyone in this situation has to face. During the same time my son and daughter came to live with us. All this placed a heavy strain on Heather and my relationship. Samantha had a half-sister from her biological father’s first marriage. When Samantha turned 17 she dropped out of high school and went to live with her half sister.
Her and her sister lived together for about a year. Things were rough from the start, Samantha took the same all about me attitude up there and soon they were fighting at every turn. In the mean time, Samantha had met a young man that lived in the town her sister lived in. He was 24, had his own place, and a well paying occupation. His name was Kyle and soon she moved into his house.
During this time Heather had only heard from Samantha twice. Samantha accused Heather of siding with me against her and therefore refused to communicate. She would only talk to Heather as long as Heather called her. As you can imagine this killed Heather, but she marched through it. We had my son and daughter to raise and they had entered their terrible teens as well. We both worried about her all the time, but knew we could not do a thing for her until she learned what it was she had to learn. Kyle and Samantha’s relationship grew and after a year Kyle proposed. This was the pick that broke the ice for us and Samantha. She so wanted to share this with her mother. She called telling the good news and asked for her mother’s forgiveness.
They got married and for the next 5 years they seemed really happy. Samantha gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, Christina. Once the baby arrived their relationship changed. Kyle no longer looked at Samantha the same, he did not treat her same. He did not want to spend time with her. Things got really bad and Samantha and Christina came to live with Heather and me. Needless to say a nasty custody episode pursued. After what felt like an eternity, Samantha won custody and Kyle was out of her life.
Heather and I agreed it would be best for her and Christina to stay with us; we had plenty of room. I told her it would be best for her and Christina if she enter college and worked part time. Heather had become a stay at home wife a couple years prior and would be able to watch Christina while Samantha was away. Up to the point that Samantha had moved back to our house our relationship stayed on rocky ground. When she would visit we would be nice and even a little loving to each other, but she never really desired to be close to me. She seemed to still hold resentment toward me. During the custody battle I paid for everything and helped guide the fight so she would prevail. After that and the offer to put her through college the ice melted. She broke down one night and apologized to Heather and me for everything she had put us through and that she did not deserve what we had done and was doing for her.
Life was great once again. I must take a moment to explain a few more things before I get into the heart of this story. As I had stated before Heather is extremely sexual and open minded and she shared everything with her daughter. So Samantha knew full and well about her mother and me. See once all the kids had left the house to live on their own, Heather and I entered into an alternate and open lifestyle. We knew friends that would get together and if the sexual urges would arise would have group sex. We started exploring a sexual world I could never imagine. But I will save those stories for later. Heather had shared most, if not all, of our adventures with Samantha.
One weekend when Kyle had visitation with Christina, Heather and I took Samantha to a club that catered to our lifestyle. Both the girls dressed in the sexiest outfits they could find. I must say I had never seen Samantha look so sexual, I had never thought of her that way before. I had always noticed that she looked a lot like her mother, but this night she was unbelievable. Heather is 5’3” dark skinned brunette, 38C-24-36, 125lbs. Even though she is 45 you would swear she is in her 30’s. Samantha is 5’4” dark skinned brown haired, 40DD-22-34, 125lbs. She is 25. Together they look more like sisters. I could not help myself, every chance I got I explored Samantha’s sexy body with my eyes. I think on a couple of occasions she noticed, but did not say anything.
We had a blast that night. We met up with some friends we knew and they had an after club party setup. We told Samantha she was welcome, but things would probably get sexual and if she wanted she could take the care and go home and we would get a cab in the morning. She wanted to go with us. Heather and I grinned and said alright, but once there she had to live with what happened. She said she was s big girl and it was time for her to enjoy life.
Once we arrived it was not long until couple our female friends got naked and in the hot tub. I joined the 2 ladies in the hot tub while Heather entertained their husbands in one of the back bedrooms, she so loves multiple partners. I had completely forgotten about Samantha being there, as my attention was focused on the 2 lovelies working my cock and mouth into submission. While we were all having fun she had met another couple that showed up late. They were more her age and immediately all 3 were attracted. To Heather and my surprise she spent the whole time in another bedroom with them. She had never had group sex before nor had sex with a woman before. Well both those cherries were popped that night.
I was sitting at the bar relaxing and catching my breath whiles my 2 lady friends finished themselves off on the couch. I look up and Samantha entered the room without anything on. She sees me sitting there, turned red and pauses. I am mesmerized. Even though I had just fucked a marathon race with two fine ladies my dick started to immediately get hard. This made me extremely uncomfortable, especially since Samantha was staring at it as it was growing. It felt as though we were frozen there forever, I finally broke the awkwardness by telling her it was ok everyone else is naked as well. She grinned and entered the kitchen to get a drink. Not much later we all got dressed and we left for the house. It was 6 am in the morning when we got home. We were all 3 tired, so we took showers and hit the bed.
I could not get the image of Samantha’s naked body out of my head. As I was laying there all I could think about is how wonderful it would feel to hold her, kiss her, to feel her warmth. I felt so guilty; she was my step daughter I should not be feeling this way. My cock was raging hard and hurting. I had been fucking all night and here I was with a full erection and ready to go like I had not had any pussy in a year. I knew I could not get to sleep in this condition, so I turned to Heather and rubbed it on her ass. She immediately responded to my touch and to how hard I was. I told her I wanted to finish the night buried in her ass. She purred, reached into her nightstand and produced a bottle of lubricant. I applied it to her tight little asshole and my raging cock. I slowly slid it into her hot anal cavity as she lay on her side. My cock was so hard that I needed her assistance in pushing back to get it past her anal ring. Once in she started bucking back and forth. She started moaning loudly and begging for me to fuck her in her ass. I am sure Samantha could her us which turned me on even more. I wanted her to her me fucking her mother. I wanted her to know I was pleasing her. As I start to pick up the pace and take over I envisioned it was Samantha I was ass fucking. It was Samantha that was screaming and begging for me to take her ass. My mind was a blur of erotic images all of Samantha taking my cock. I heard my wife scream out in pure ecstasy as she was thrown into one climax after another. This only heightened my arousal as I knew for sure Samantha was listening; only the dead would not here Heather at this point. I felt the head and shaft of my cock expand; I was not going to last much longer. With a vigor like I had never felt I thrust my full cock deep into Heather’s ass. I exploded like I had never exploded before. I pumped a huge wad of cum into my wife’s hot tight ass.
As I regained control I slid to the side and lay back down. Heather rolled over and asked what just got into me, she had never felt me let loose like that before. I told her she drove me crazy and that I just could not help myself. I hoped to god she did not sense my desire and passion was a product of my thoughts of Samantha. She knew Samantha had experienced a wild night and that she walked out in front of me naked. I laid there until I passed out wondering if she suspected anything.
I woke up around 5 pm that evening; I smelled something cooking in the kitchen. I got up to investigate, as my stomach was eating itself. I walked in the kitchen and saw Heather in a tight little pair of boy shorts and no top cooking some hamburgers. Samantha was sitting at the kitchen island in a house robe, which was not tied all that tight and revealing much of her legs and ass as well as a fair share of cleavage. They both greeted me good morning and laughed about it being 5 pm. Samantha asked me if I was worn-out, especially after that wild ass fuck she had to listen to before we went to sleep. She went on to explain that she and probably the whole neighborhood heard Heather scream for me to fuck her in the ass. I apologized and laughed. We all chuckled and nothing else was really said.
For the next couple of months Samantha would meet the couple she met and the house party whenever Christina was with Kyle. She would leave on Friday and return on Sunday. She was opening herself up to a whole new world of pleasure and fun. She was somewhat of a prude during her marriage, as Kyle was not that experienced nor exciting in bed, but now she wanted to experience it all. She had never been with a woman, now she loved pussy. She never liked to be cummed on or have cum in her mouth, now she was a cum hound. The one thing she had never tried and was not willing to was anal sex. She was extremely curious, but said she was to afraid of the pain and to do it she would really half to trust the guy. We teased her and said if it ever happened she will never go back to getting it in the pussy only.
During those couple of months Samantha and I became extremely close. She constantly thanked me for everything I had done and was doing for her. She also kept apologizing for all the trouble she caused me. I told that is what a being a father is all about, to ignore the garbage and be there when your kids need you. We would run errands together and sit in the evenings and talk. We would flirt a little, but nothing to over the top. It was great to be close to her once again, and talk openly about all sorts of things. Our conversations would always end up about sex, which left me with many fantasies involving her.
Heather’s sister had sold her house and asked if she would mind driving over and helping her sort and pack things up. Heather wanted Samantha or me one to go with her, but Samantha could not leave school and I had to stay to watch Christina while she was not at home. Heather left the next day, a Wednesday, and would not be back for a week. The next couple of days were uneventful, while I was at work Samantha was at home and while I was at home she was at school. One of us had to be at home with Christina. Friday evening came and Kyle stopped by and picked up Christina for the weekend. As usual Samantha stayed away from the house so she would not have to put up with him. He still wanted her back and would make a spectacle of himself.
Kyle left after making small talk forever. I settled into my game room and started playing poker online. After about an hour I heard the front door open and heard Samantha call out if I was there. I yelled back that I was in the game room; she came in and gave a peck on the cheek and a hug. She held the hug for what seemed a little longer than normal. The feel of her firm large breasts on my chest and arms lit the fire I had been containing for awhile. As she left the room I could not take my eyes off of her ass, I immediately saw images of it turned up, naked, wanting my touch. She stopped in the doorway and looked back at me; she had to notice I was staring at her ass. She grinned at me and asked if she could take a shower in Heather and my shower as it is more spacious and she needed to shave her legs. I agreed and was left with the image of her showering and shaving those luscious legs.
I attempting to get back into my online poker game, it was hopeless. The last thing I was thinking about was cards; all I could think of was the beauty in my shower. I placed my seat on post and folder and shut down the computer. I got up and fixed myself a gin and juice and settled into the living room and turned the TV on. Samantha came out about 45 minutes later in her robe with towel on her head. She saw my drink and asked if I would fix her one. I agreed.
I asked if she was spending the weekend with her friends again. I was surprised and elated to hear her say no, she could not leave me hear all alone all weekend. She said that would not be fair. I told her I was a big boy and she did not need to feel like she had to entertain me for the weekend. She said that she was tiring of spending every open weekend with them and that she thought it would be fun hanging out with me. At that point she shot me a seductive little look and asked if I did not want her to entertain me. I thought for a moment and decided to push the issue a little. I winked at her and stated she could entertain me any way she would like. At that she said well I should have a great weekend according to her plans, and then she wheeled and went back to our bathroom to finish getting ready. I was left wondering what she had in mind, was I reading to much into what she said? I told myself to stop having an over active imagination, she is your step daughter and is just playing around with good ole dad.
I returned to my TV and forced myself to forget about all my sexual thoughts, soon I was engrossed in the show I was watching. After awhile I started getting curious as to what was taking Samantha so long., she usually is in and out after her shower is done. Just as I was about to see what she was up to she called out for me to assist her in the closet. What in the hell was she doing in our closet? I get up and entered our bedroom. I came to a complete stop as Samantha was lying on our bed in a red sheer teddy, white thigh high stockings, and red platform shoes. She had raided my wife’s sexual outfits and I must say was filling this one out wonderfully. I could not take my eyes off of her. She was lying on her side with her head resting on her hand and top leg bent at the knee. She asked me if I licked the outfit on her. I actually do not remember what I said, but I take it by the look on my face and bulge in my shorts she knew I did. She slowly raised herself up and motioned me to join her. I walked over to the bed and sat down.
She slid over to me and laid back so her head was in my lap and started to rub my face and chest. She started talking about how helpful I had been with everything recently and that she wanted to show her appreciation in a special way. My mind was firing a million different ways. I felt guilt for being here while my wife is away, I felt guilt for lusting for Samantha, and I felt so aroused at the same time. Samantha was so hot, sexual, and sensual as she lay there in my lap. I wanted to touch her, take her, but at the same time I wanted to run as far as I could to get away.
She saw my confusion and anxiety. She took my left hand and placed it on her right breast, it felt so full so much more than her mother’s. My cock was so hard I know she felt it pulsing on the side of her face. I could not help myself; I started to fondle her breast with wild abandon. Samantha started to explain that she had been having dreams of me and her together. She told me that she had noticed my watching her and that she wanted to share herself and make me happy. With that she slightly turned so she could grasp my ever hardening cock. At that point I knew I could not stop what was about to happen. I did not want to. Samantha and I were going to enjoy the weekend and not worry about anything beyond that.
I move my hand from her breast down her stomach, as I moved I felt her shiver slightly. I realized at that moment she was as turned on and wanting as I was. That made my cock even harder, I looked down and saw a large wet spot in my grey shorts from my pre-cum leakage. Samantha was looking at the same spot, she looked up at me and with a smile she pulled my shorts down. I do not wear underwear so my hard-on sprang out like a baseball bat. She took the head in her hand and rubbed the pre-cum all around. As she did this I reached her honey spot and to my delight she was soaked. I gently rubbed her engorged and wet clit. She moaned ever so softly, I felt her warm exhale on my stiff cock. Samantha gently started kissing the shaft of my cock, flicking her tongue around it in circles.
I had never felt sensations like that before. I was amazed and becoming more excited by the second at how talented my little girl was with a cock. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the erotic feelings coming from my groin. I slowly raised my hand from her wet pussy and breathed in her sexy aroma. The sweetness of the scent drove me wild. I had to taste her right there and right then. My lust and desire for her had taken over. I asked her to lie back on the bed, that I must taste her. She grinned the most erotic grin I had ever seen and slowly moved herself from my lap. She scooted up in the bed and laid her head on the pillow and slowly opened her legs. I stopped and took a moment to drink the site of her in; my cock was aching at this point. It must be released from my shorts. I took the time to remove my shorts and t-shirt. As I return to bed Samantha is staring at my cock with wanting hunger. She reached out and took it in her hand and rubbed the head, another drop of precum escaped onto her fingers. She smiled and put her fingers in her mouth and seductively cleaned them.
Remembering my desired intent, I slowly removed her platform shoes and thigh high stockings. I rubbed and licked each luscious leg as I removed the articles from her body. She was quivering and moaning from each touch. I looked at the little thong she had on and it is soaked. I lowered my head to her pussy a gently pushed my mouth over the wet material. I exhaled a warm breath into the material, which caused Samantha to let out a deep throaty moan and push her hips up into my mouth. She started grinding her pussy into my face, placing her right hand on the back of my head. I felt her swollen clit rub back and forth over my top lip. She was grinding with such force the clit popped each time it entered and exited my mouth.
I pulled back from her wetness and with one subtle move I pull the soaked thong down and off of her. Since the night of the house party I had imagined what the inner sanctum of her pussy would look like. I can say it was better than my imagination ever dreamed of. Since I was married to her mother I figured a resemblance would be there. Heather’s pussy is the tiniest thing I had ever seen. Well Samantha was a carbon copy, a perfect little camel toe. The lips small, just enough to provide protection when it was all folded up. A small but budding clit that engorged so much it stayed rock hard when excited. A hole that is nothing but pure muscle, even as excited as she was the hole was clamped shut demanding to be forced open.
I lowered my head back to her pussy but this time slowly licked from the clit to hole, making circles around and in the hole. The response was immediate; her right hand once again grabbed the back of my head, her hips thrust forward, her breathing deep and throaty. She pushed my head so hard into her pussy I thought she was trying to push my head into it. I pushed my tongue into her tight hot hole; she let out a primal scream and started bucking wildly. I could tell by the way her pussy was sucking my tongue it would not be long until she had her first orgasm. She settled into a slow grinding rhythm as she fucked my face. I could tell she was totally engaged as she had no thoughts of my ability to breath; she wanted her entire pussy covering my face. Just as I was about to have to pull back for a breath of air I felt her tense up, I knew it was coming. With one last thrust I felt her pussy literally grab my tongue and pull it inside then squeeze it for all it was worth. I could not remove my tongue from her tight little box. I all of a sudden felt her pussy release my tongue and in a wave she was squirting cum everywhere. She was shooting hot cum down my throat, in my hair, all over the bed. She started to tremble and scream uncontrollably as she continued to squirt repeatedly. She squirted at least 5 times. Then as sudden as it had started it was over. She collapsed all the while bucking and gasping for air. I must say I was a little taken back myself and had to gain control. I had never experienced anything like that before. I pull myself up on the bed so my head was next to hers. I reached over and took her hand and ask if she was alright. She looked at me with the fullest and warmest eyes, grinned and said she was wonderful. She asked if I was alright, I answered that I was but was a little wet and needed to wash my face. She laughed and told me she had never done anything like that before and could not explain what came over her. She said she liked it though and hoped to experience it many more times. I told her if I had anything to do about it she would. With that she got up went into the bathroom and returned with a damp wash cloth.
As I was cleaning my face she slipped out of the teddy and returned to the bed. I looked up and standing over me on her knees was Samantha totally nude. Her heavy large breasts heaving up and down with each breath she took. She took my extremely hard cock in hand once again. She slowly stroked it up and down, then shot me a devilish smile and said it was my turn. With that she leaned forward and took half of my 7” cock in her mouth. The feeling made my mind explode. She worked up and down on my cock until I felt her lips at the base. She pushed slightly more and I felt the head pop into her throat. She tensed, moaned slightly and started rocking her head from side to side. I had never felt my cock so deep in a woman’s mouth before, most of the time they would gag near the base and pull back up. Not Samantha, she had it buried and was working it like never before. I was feeling sensations that words cannot justify the description. I instinctively placed my hand on the back of her head and grasp a handful of hair.
My cock was so hard I felt as though it was going to rip down the sides. Her throat started to contract and then loosen around my cock head. I could not hold back much longer, I warned her I was close. She pushed harder on my cock and worked it with more vigor then before. I felt a swell build deep in my balls and make its way up my cock shaft. Samantha must have felt it as well as she opened her mouth slightly. I was past the point of return; I pushed her head down on my cock and thrust my hips up. I shot what felt like a gallon of cum into her throat. She was swallowing as fast as she could. Once the first blast of cum made its way out and into her throat I pulled back so she could breath, the second blast filled her mouth full and once again she swallowed it all down. I could not believe it but I felt a 3rd blast and with that I pulled out and unloaded on her lovely full breasts.
I collapsed back on my side of the bed, my head swimming. Samantha laid her head on my chest and I hugged her into me. She was gasping to catch her breath, as I was. We both lay there quite, recovering from what just happened. Samantha was the first to talk. She told me she had never wanted to drink a man’s cum as much she had wanted mine. We chatted for a few minutes, but we both were spent and drifted off to sleep holding each other.
The next morning I awoke with Samantha still lying on my chest. I admired her body as she was sleeping. I gently rubbed the small of her back and slowly worked my hand to her lovely ass. She started to stir to my touch. She slowly opened her eyes, adjusted to the light, and grinned at me. I told her good morning and that I needed to get up to potty, with that she rolled over and I went to the bathroom. When I returned she had fully awakened and was lying on her side. She was so beautiful lying there.
She motioned me back to the bed as she went to the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and the faucet turn on; she was washing the sleep out of eyes and face. The bathroom door flung open and she came running, jumped on the bed, and crawled on top of me. As usual I was sporting my morning wood, this morning even more so. Once on top she sat up, causing her pussy to push down on my hard cock. She started rocking up and down teasing my cock. She was teasing herself as well, her pussy gave her away as it started to open and dampen. I pushed up from the bed and she let out a familiar moan. I pulled her forward and kissed her passionately. Our tongues danced inside of each of our mouths. She continued to grind her pussy on to my cock. She pushed herself back up, reached between her legs, grasp my cock, and in one smooth move pushed the head inside her hot, wet, and tight pussy. The feeling was indescribable. The heat she was generating was beyond belief. She placed both hands on my chest and as she looked me in the eyes she lowered herself on my cock until the whole thing was buried deep inside her. When it hit bottom we both moaned and our eyes rolled back.
Samantha slowly started to grind my hard cock in and out of her pussy. Each time she would push down I would push up, penetrating her as deep as I could. Her rhythm sped up; she leaned back and started driving her pelvis into my cock. She was a woman possessed; she lost all contact with her surrounds and surrendered to her lust and desire. She fucked my hard cock with reckless abandonment. The entire time she was fucking me she was screaming my name and demanding I fuck her harder. I could feel her orgasm building; the inner walls of her pussy were pulsating. They were literally sucking my cock. The pressure was mind blowing. The closer she got to her orgasm the harder it became to push my cock back into her. She was engulfed fully in the passion and sensation coming from her pussy. I started to feel that all too familiar swell in my balls.
At this pace I knew I would not last much longer. Samantha must have sensed this as her pussy started to spasm and squeeze; I felt her juices increase as my balls were soaked. This sensation made my situation hopeless to stop. The hot cum moving from my balls entered my shaft and pushed so much blood into it I felt my head slamming the bottom of her pussy. This was the magical touch that set her off. Once again I felt her pussy spasm, but this time it clamped down on my cock and felt as though it was attempting to rip it from my body. She started to squirt everywhere again. As I pulled back I would feel a steady stream spray up my chest. I could not hold back any longer. I pushed up with all my might, driving my cock as far as I could. I felt as though the head exploded inside of her. I cummed so hard I started shaking. I did not realize it but I was yelling to the top of my lungs. The sensation was beyond explanation.
Samantha collapsed on my chest. We were both breathing heavy, trying to regain our senses. Once our heart rates and breathing returned to normal, we kissed passionately. We broke our embrace, and Samantha rolled to her side of the bed. We were both soaked in sweat and each other’s sexual fluids. We did not care, we were in ecstasy. After about a half hour of small talk and kissing we decided to shower and head out for a bite to eat, as we had fucked through breakfast and lunch was approaching.
While on the way to lunch Samantha laughingly said that I put her mother to shame as far as yelling while cumming. I told her that with her I could not help myself. She smiled and said she would take as a compliment. I teasingly said she was not a quite one herself, she grinned again and to my surprise stated that was just from my cock being in her pussy and that she could only imagine how loud she would be if it was up her ass. Again she had that same erotic playful look that I had seen the night before. The rest of the drive was uneventful, but I could not get my mind off of her comments. I know she had never had a cock in her ass, guys had tried, but she never allowed them to get much in before stopping them. So the thought of being the first man to introduce her to anal orgasms turned my limp cock into another raging hard on.
During lunch we talked softly, so nobody could over hear us. She playful teased me by telling me how wet her pussy was thinking about the orgasms she had experienced. My desire for her ass was getting the best of me. I had to know if she was thinking of it, or better yet willing to offer that part of her to me. I looked into her eyes and told her how great our weekend had been so far and that I did not want it to end, that I wanted to share everything with her and ensure she experienced everything she wanted to.
Again that devilish smile crossed her lips. She told me she knew I was referring to her ass. I admitted I was and that I was sorry and did not intend to push her into something she did not want. She looked straight at me with the most sincere look and said I was not pushing her there, that she wanted to do it. She told me she had always wanted to feel what it was like, but never trusted anyone enough to let them try. She saw and heard how much her mother enjoyed it and did not want to miss out. She explained that I was the only person she would trust to help through the first time. The thoughts of burying my cock in her hot little ass drove me wild. I could not wait to eat and get back to the house.
Samantha, while sexually charged, wanted to go shopping. Wouldn’t you know it she wanted to go to a sex store. I thought she was there to buy a toy or an outfit. She immediately went to the store clerk and asked if they have any anal numbing cream. The older lady guided her to the counter where it was at. As she turned to head back, she shot me a dirty look. She seemed a little pissed that I was with a young hot woman. Maybe it was that she knew I was going to break Samantha’s ass cherry. Either way I laughed and paid for the cream.
Once back in the car, Samantha said the cream would help relax her and maybe numb some of the initial discomfort. Her mother had explained to her that anal sex is uncomfortable for the first minute or so, but once she is relaxed the sensation is great. Samantha did not have a high threshold for pain and wanted all the help she could get. I felt sorry for her and told she did not have to do this. She was adamant on doing it. Again she said that I would be the only man she could ever trust to take her ass for the first time. She knew I would be gentle, that I understood how to take my time, and that I would be patient while she got used to it. If I did not help her with this she may never experience it. With that I conceded and thanked my luck stars that I was to receive such treat.
The rest of the ride home was consumed with small talk. When we got home we went our separate ways, as Samantha had some studying and homework she had to complete and I had stuff around the house I had to get to. Heather called soon afterward. The normal questions came up how are we, do you miss me, what do you have planned to do. Up to this point I had not really thought of Heather that much, I had been all consumed by Samantha. I started to feel guilty once more. What was I doing, what if Heather found out? She would disown Samantha and throw me out for sure. Samantha must have been thinking the same thing. She came out and we sat down to discuss everything that was happening. We both felt guilty for doing these things behind Heather’s back, but we did not feel guilty for enjoying each other. We agreed that she would never be able to find out and that we would put it all on the down low once this weekend was over.
With that Samantha took off to get shower, I figured I would do the same. I got finished first and fixed us both a drink. I took Samantha’s hers. I entered the bathroom in time to see her rubbing lotion all over her body, especially those large lovely breasts. Knock Knock mister woody was back….
I left her to finish and went to the kitchen to fix a snack tray. Neither of us wanted to eat anything heavy that evening. After a few minutes Samantha appeared in the kitchen wearing a sexy black silk nightgown. The top was low cut and almost showing her large brown areolas. Her nipples were rock hard and sticking out like stiff pencil erasers. The site was mesmerizing. She enjoyed the way I was looking at her; I could tell she very much liked being desired. Oh how I ever desired her. We finished our drink and had a few snacks.
We fixed another drink and retired to the living room. I turned the stereo on, Samantha so loved to dance. The Gin was relaxing her and she started a sexy dance to a modern song on the radio. She was so hot and seductive. At that point I would have given her my life savings if she would have asked for it. The song changed to a slower more seductive one and Samantha did not miss a beat. She danced over to the sofa I was sitting on. She worked her body better than any stripper I had ever seen. At the end she ended up stradling me with her tongue buried in my mouth. The passion between us was so intense. As she straddled me I reached back and cupped her ass. She moaned that oh so erotic moan I had heard all weekend, the sound of it made my cock fill full of blood. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy. She was so ready to fulfill her deepest and darkest desires. Without any words we communicated it was time to retire to the bedroom.
Once in the bedroom Samantha turned to me, kissed me deeply and passionately, and removed my clothes. She kissed and licked the head of my extra stiffened cock. She told me to lie back in the bed. As I made myself comfortable she moved around the bed looking at me like a cat stalking a mouse. Pure desire was in her eyes. She slowly pulled the nightgown up and over her head, exposing her nakedness to me. She crawled in the bed and rolled to her side. On cue I move down to her ass, she pushed it up and into my face. The aroma was delicious. I gently kneaded her ass cheeks in my hands, making sure my thumbs caressed her budding hole. Each time my thumbs would brush her hole she would thrust back trying to push them into it. I told her to relax, enjoy my touches, and not to rush anything. I explained that anal sex is as much about the buildup to it as the actual action itself. She relaxed and I commenced with preparing her. After kneading her ass and watching the hole relax a bit, I started kissing her cheeks. I slowly moved until I was kissing the inner part of her ass. I purposely avoided her hole, making her want me to kiss it. As my lips gently touched her little brown button she bucked with anticipation. She was so sensitive by this time, again I calmed her down.
She responded as I asked and snuggled into me a little closer. I returned my mouth to her pulsing asshole. This time I slowly licked it, the sensation was driving her mad. She was moaning from deep inside her the most sexual sound I had ever heard. I had to concentrate on what I was doing so I would not get so fired up I would rush things and ruin it. As I was rimming her wonderful asshole I felt it relax and give away to my tongues probing. Step one accomplished. Her ass opened to my explorations. She moaned and mumbled repeated how wonderful it all felt. Her pussy was soaking the bed she was so turned on.
I felt it was time for the next step, while continuing to kiss and tongue her ass I gently moved my thumb to the rim. Once she felt the gentle pressure I applied with it, she tensed and the hole closed. I expected this and slowly moved in the same circular motion I had with my tongue. Within a few minutes she had became at ease with my thumb and her ass opened once again, but this time just a little wider. I told her to relax as I reached back to the nightstand and retrieved the astroglide lube. I applied a small amount to my thumb and returned to her asshole once again. I circled her asshole a couple of times and then moved it completely over the hole. I gave her a moment to realize it was there and to become comfortable. Once I sensed she was ready, I pushed my thump gently past the anal opening. She let out a gasp and her ass tightened around my thumb knuckle. I stopped and gave her to time to relax once again. Once I felt her relax I pushed a little more of my thumb into her. This time the ass did not resist, I slowly pushed the entire length of my thumb into her ass. She was breathing a little fast. I asked if she was ok and she said yes it was just a little uncomfortable. I told her that would pass in a few minutes.
As she got used to my thumb in her ass she relaxed once again and I felt her anal walls starting to squeeze on my thumb. I positioned my thumb so it was pushing on the bottom of her pussy wall from inside her ass. I could tell this sensation was new to her, but she appeared to be enjoying it. After a few minutes of this she started to move her hips. I keep my thumb in a stationary position letting her do all the moving. Eventually she was driving my thumb in and out of her ass at a steady pace, suddenly she came to a dead stop and I felt her entire insides tense up. With one big push she had her first anal orgasm. She screamed to the top of her lungs, she pushed back so hard on my thumb and hand I thought she was going to impale herself on it. Her pussy squirted stream after stream. After she relaxed I removed my thumb from her ass and let her rest.
She caught her breath and told me she now understood why her mother licked anal sex so much, that was the most mind blowing orgasm she had ever experienced. She told me she had to have my cock in her ass, if my thumb made her feel that way she can only imagine what my hard cock would do to her. I told her to lie on her back as that would provide the easiest and least uncomfortable position for her first time. She eagerly got into position.
I reach over and took a pillow and had her place it under her ass, this way her ass was elevated and made for easier access. The rush of excitement was almost to much for me to hold back. Here I was on my knees between my step-daughters spread legs, looking at her upturned ass and knowing I was moments from feeling the inner sanctum of her never before explored anal region. I had to pause and get a grip on myself. I did not want to shoot off like a teenage boy experiencing his first piece of ass. I decided it would be best to apply some of the numbing cream we had purchased earlier. It would take about 10 minutes to take affect, I would use that time to relax her as well as myself. As I applied the cream to her asshole, she moaned softly to my every touch. I slowly worked the cream around her puckered rim, then slowly inserted my finger so as to apply some to the entire anal ring. As I had hoped the application of the cream was relaxing her and her ass was opening up. After 10 minutes was up I raised up kissed her deeply and passionately, she responded by lifting her hips up and grinding her crotch into me. She was on fire, her eyes was full of lust and desire. She whispered to me to take her in the ass and how much she longed to feel my hard cock inside of her. With that I applied a liberal amount of lubricant to both her ass and my rock hard cock.
I lowered myself between her spread and inviting legs. She pulled them back slightly and offered an unobstructed entry into her ass. I placed the head of my swollen cock on her pulsating asshole and pushed slightly, not enough to penetrate but enough to apply pressure. She flinched slightly and as expected her little asshole tightened up. I kept the head of my cock pushing on her asshole, but did not go any farther. I wanted her to get used to the pressure and relax before I actually entered her. Within a few moments she relaxed and her asshole opened once again and started to suck on my cock head. I told her to remain relaxed as I was going to push the head inside her. She nodded and I pushed the head into her ass ring. She flinched a little but did not tighten her ass. The head of my cock slipped into her asshole and pushed past the ring. I stopped at this point to let her get used to it. I could tell she was uncomfortable and asked if everything was ok. Through throaty breathes she said yes, but asked for me to wait to put any more in. My cock is fairly wide and both of us knew the widest part was next to be slid into her ass.
Her asshole started flexing on my cock, which drove me wild. Samantha started slightly gyrating her hips and a look of pure desire came across her face. She opened her eyes, reached up and placed her arms around my neck, and slowly pushed her hips up and into my raging hard cock. As my wide shafted entered her asshole she let out a long breath and grinded her teeth. I could see she was in pain, but her desire was pushing her past it. Once the widest part passed the anal ring the rest slid comlpetely in with no problems. Samantha stopped and remained motionless, once my cock was buried in her ass. The look on her face was a mix of pain and pleasure. Her asshole was squeezing, pulsing, and attempting to push my cock out.
Samantha took a few deep breathes and I felt her relax. Her asshole calmed down and began to form a tight grip around my engorged cock. The feeling was heaven sent. I knew at this point I could not move, it was up to her. I asked how it felt to have my cock in her ass, she replied she had never felt anything like it. She felt so full. I told her I would not move that she could do everything at her own pace. She slowly started to push her hips farther into me. Slowly at first, but shortly her rhythm increased. She was grinding my cock deeper and deeper into her ass. I felt her anal wall constrict and wrap around my cock. Her breathing increased and she started to grunt and groan deep in her chest. She was now fully engaged in the pleasures she was experiencing in her ass. Her grunting got louder, her thrusts harder. With an ear piercing scream she was taken away by her second anal orgasm. This time though she was filled with hard cock. Her pussy was pulsating, her hips grinding more and more on me. She looked at me and screamed for me to her. She continually screamed for me fuck her up her ass. With that I leaned forward and started pushing my cock into her at first, then I pulled back slightly. Her ass clinched but gave away. I pulled back and then thrust my cock deep back into her ass. This set her into another series of spasms. Her ass was starting to suck on my cock. As I would pull back it would grip it, not wanting to release. When I would trust back into it her ass would open and take it all. I was gentle at first, to ensure she was comfortable. She was way past any discomfort, she was in another realm. Her head throwing from one side to the next. She started beating on my chest and begged me to fuck her harder.
I could not resist any more, I had to take what I had dreamed of for months. I gave into my carnal desires and started fucking my sexy step daughter as hard and deep as I could in her ass. It was sure bliss. Lights were swirling in my head. My ears was being pierced by her screams and shrieks. I lost all control and the animal in me took over. I no longer cared about hurting her, all I wanted was to be as deep in her ass as I could get. I pulled her legs up over my shoulders and pressed forward on her, her screams of approval was all I needed. I started to jack hammer her asshole with everything I had. I was slamming it as far, hard, and fast up her ass as I could. Her ass was completely open to my assault, taking every bit of it. Samantha was in an erotic trance, her eyes was open but I could tell she was not present. She was in a wash of constant anal orgasms. Her screaming had been replaced with deep breaths and moans. She was no longer thrashing around, her only movement was that for which my thrusts were causing. She was completely locked into the pleasures she was experiencing.
The site of her in this state pushed me to my limit. I felt my cum swelling up from my balls. As it entered the shaft of my cock I quickened my pace. This jolted Samantha from her trance. She realized I was about to cum and she wanted evey drop deep in her ass. She started to beg for me to cum deep in her ass. She was screaming for me to push as deep as I can when I cum, she wanted to feel it spray deep in her ass. I could not hold back, with one last forceful thrust I buried my cock as deep as possible and busted loose. It felt like a fire hose was spraying. I felt my cock spew an endless stream of cum deep into Samantha bowels. I was shaking and screaming uncontrollably. Samantha the whole time had head thrown back screaming as her ass and pussy both exploded into an unrelenting orgasm. We both pushed into each other with all our might, until the sensations started to subside.
I started to get concerned that I had hurt Samantha during my loss of control. She said far from it, that she had never felt anything so pleasurable in her life. Finally it was time to remove my now softened cock from her ass. I pulled back and with a pop my cock exited her lovely ass. A long stream of cum followed behind it. We laughed about the mess we made and went to clean up in the bathroom. After cleaning we returned to the bedroom and cuddled up in each others arms. Samantha kissed me deeply and thanked me for showing her the pleasures of anal sex. She said she did not know any guy she would trust to do it to her. I told her in time she would. Then she said that until that happens she had me. I agreed knowing that I could never tell this girl no. I wonder to myself at the moment, should we be forthright and tell Heather about us. She is extremely open minded and life would be much simpler if she was aware of Samantha and my desires. Samantha was thinking the same thing as she looked at me and ask should we tell mom?
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A story of an Australian woman’s experience in perverted sex! As a young woman to middle age.
Tahir helps, learns a great deal about the war
On preparing to return home from an out of town trip, a man got a small puppy as a present for his son. Not having time to get the paperwork to take the puppy on board, the man just hid the pup down the front of his pants and sneaked him on board the airplane.
About 30 minutes into the trip, a stewardess noticed the man shaking and quivering. “Are you okay, sir?” asked the stewardess
“Yes, I’m fine,” said the man.
Later, the stewardess noticed the man moaning and shaking again. “Are you sure you’re alright sir?”
“Yes,” said the man, “but I have a confession to make. I didn’t have time to get the paperwork to bring a puppy on board, so I hid him down the front of my pants.”
“What’s wrong?” asked the stewardess. “Is he not house trained?”
“No, that’s not the problem. The problem is he’s not weaned yet!”
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Aroal sighed as he steered his mount down the dark path leading up to the Darkmoon Faire. The young hunters mount, a beautiful Silver Covenant Hippogryph that his parents had got him as a farewell gift, seemed to sense its master’s annoyance at this unexpected trip making a cawing sound. Ahead of him was his brother Wimond, who was on his Charger, turned his head.
“Come along lad,” he said. “We’re almost there.” This only caused the eighteen year old hunter sighed, wishing his brother could have gone without him.
It wasn’t even a full year since Aroal had left Goldshrine to travel the world and help the Alliance. He had thought that he would get to do it on his own, like most young men and women do when they reached his age. But his parents were worried and had asked Wimond to watch over him on his travels as well as to make sure nothing bad happened to him. Every day since then Wimond did nothing but order his younger brother around. Telling him how to do things he already knew but in some way was doing them wrong, what pets to capture, what profession he should be, and so on. So much for his independence.
Very rarely was he ever left alone. But when those rare occasions occurred, he made the most of them. Sometimes he would hunt for a pet he really wanted or would challenge others to duels. One of his favorite things to do was to hang out at a tavern and listen to the stories some of the adventurers would tell. Not all of them were epic, but they were all more interesting than anything he had done. He wanted to see the Outlands, travel to Northrend, and see so many other places. And sometimes he felt like these stories were the closest he would ever get.
Today, Wimond was meeting up with some of his fellow paladins at the Faire. Aroal didn’t know what they were going to do. Must likely get drunk and talk about how the Horde will never truly embrace the Light. He had heard it so many times in the past that it had become way too predictable. Personally, he didn’t care if the Horde believed in the Light. Aroal was a practical human and believed that everyone had the right to believe in whatever they wanted. So what if the Horde believed in the Light or not? How would the Alliance like it if some other race said that their religion was wrong?
Soon the two came upon the opening gate of the Darkmoon Faire. In the center of it was a magic eye that was looking back and forth as if it were trying to find someone or something that wanted to interrupt everyone’s good time. Inside, the place looked like a mess. Junk littered the streets as well as in between the booths. But despite the messy grounds there was an excitement in the air that could not be explained. Everyone was enjoying the games, the food, and the music.
As the two rode by, Aroal noticed some of the women looking at them with interest. The young hunter was slightly shorter than most humans, about five foot three. He had short brown hair and matching brown eyes. He wore dark mail armor that allowed him to hide in the shadows better so he could act like a sniper with his crossbow. His brother, on the other hand, had long blond hair, a matching beard, and blue eyes. His armor was silver and shined in the sun from the hours that he had spent polishing it the night before. By contrast, Aroal looked more earthly and rugged while his Wimond looked like he never left the temple.
As they neared the food stand, Aroal saw something that nearly caused his heart to stop. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. She had long black hair the touched her shoulder and nearly hid the four tentacles on her neck and her two horns were curved back in a sweeping motion. Her light blue skin had an exotic beauty that Aroal didn’t see in the other races of the Alliance. She was wearing a green two piece dress that showed off her curves as well as her lovely stomach. The top part only covered her large breasts leaving the back exposed while the bottom part went from her hips to the ground. He watched as the Draenei walked towards a tent, her rear wiggling back and forth slightly in a sexy fashion. She paused there for a moment and looked at Aroal, gave him a sexy smile, and then went in.
“Here we are,” said Wimond, his voice pulling Aroal back to reality. He looked around and saw that they were now in front of several tables, one of which had several paladins with mugs of beer already in hand. All of them looked just over forty and seemed to be already in debate mode. Dreading staying with them, Aroal decided to try and make a desperate attempt to get away.
“Hey Wimond, if it’s all the same to you, I’m going to try my luck at some of the games,” said Aroal. Wimond blinked at this.
“You sure?” he asked. Aroal nodded vigorously. “Very well, just be back in a couple of hours. Mother and father will have my head if something were to happen to you.” Nodding quickly, Aroal sent off in the direction of the tent he saw the Draenei enter.
On mount, it didn’t even take a minute to reach his destination. The tent, he noticed, was one of the ones that since the Faire had moved to the island had been closed. Now, however, a sign outside read Darkmoon Spa and standing in the doorway was an Orc bodyguard. Aroal hesitated for a moment, intimidated by the Orc’s gruff appearance. But his desire to see that Draenei up close overpowered his fears. He got off his mount and then tied it to a nearby post. He was then about to enter when the Orc held up a hand to stop him.
“Ten tickets to enter,” he said in a gruff voice. Aroal began to search his pockets and bags. Luckily for him he had been here several times in the past and easily had the needed ten tickets. He handed then to the Orc who inspected them for a moment to see if they were real or not. Once satisfied he stepped to the side to allow the human to enter.
Aroal entered the tent to find himself in a small, but comfortable waiting room. There was a sofa, a couple of chairs, and a table with a couple of scrolls on it. There were also three other entrances to the room. Down each one of them way a hallway with several door on both sides. Sitting on the sofa was a grey hair Dwarf. He smiled at Aroal who returned the smile and then sat in one of the chairs. A minute or two went by before a green haired female Gnome in a bright pink dress entered the room from one of the hallways. She looked at the two of them with a smile.
“Mr. Bluntbread, how nice to see you again,” she said in a squeaky voice. “I have your usual all sent up in room number five.” The Dwarf nodded as he got up silently and walked down one of the hallways. The Gnome then looked at Aroal. “Well I have never seen you before. Is this your first time here?”
“It is,” answered Aroal honestly.
“Well then let me explain a few rules,” said the Gnome. “It’s twelve gold for a half hour and seventeen for a full hour. You can have your pick of any girl here as long as she’s not with anyone else. If you hurt or threaten any of the girls you will be kicked out by my friend up front and will never be allowed back in. If you wish for something…’special’ you will have to give me at least a days notice to set it up. Do you understand?” Aroal nodded. “Good. Now, I only have one girl available right now. Kluhina, would you please come in here?”
Aroal heard a door open followed by footsteps down the one of the hallways until the girl called Kluhina entered the room. She was an Orc, maybe seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a similar fashion as the Draenei he saw earlier except her dress was purple. Looking at her, he had to admit that she was more attractive than most of the other females of her race. Her face was smoother and her muscles weren’t as bulky. Like most Orc’s, she had brown eyes that matched her long, braided hair that went down to her ass. Her figure was curvy, but not was curvy as the Draenei’s. But her bust was larger. She stood there with a slightly embarrassed expression before she looked away.
“Kluhina here is new,” explained the Gnome. “You’ll be her first customer if you choose her. Or you could wait for some of the others to become available.”
Aroal stood there for a minute thinking. He really wanted to meet that Draenei girl and have her rub his back for a while. But he didn’t know how long she would be with someone else. Then there was the fact that he would have to get back to his brother before he came looking for him. Also, Kluhina didn’t look that bad.
“I don’t mind,” he said as he reached into his pockets to pull out the gold. He handed the Gnome an hour’s worth of money which she accepted.
“Please follow me,” said Kluhina. Aroal was surprised by her voice. It sounded soft and gentle, unlike other female Orc’s he had heard that had a rough edge to their voices. She then took his hand and led him down one of the hallways until they reached the door at the end. She opened it to reveal a table shower. “Please take off your cloths and put them in the basket,” she said as she pointed at a basket near the table. “When you are done, please lay on the table.” And with that she left.
Aroal shrugged before he began to undress. He had never been to a spa before or anything like that. Perhaps this would help him relax and unwind a bit. Piece by piece, Aroal put his armor into the basket as well as his weapons. When he got to his loincloth he hesitated for a moment before he put that in the basket as well. He then laid on the table on his stomach, waiting.
After a moment or two, Aroal felt a pair of hands on his back. He could fell the suds on them as they washed his back, clearing off a thin layer of dirt. The young man closed his eyes as he savored the feeling as the hands began to rub lower and lower. Suddenly, Aroal felt her hands on his ass as she began to clean them as well as his thighs. When she was done, Kluhina dumped a bucket of warm water on the soapy areas.
“Let’s flip you over now,” she said. The hunter complied and moved so that he was on his back. As soon as he did this his eyes bulged as he realized that Kluhina was as naked as he was. Her skin was perfect, not a single scar on it. He watched as she then began to soap her own body up which caused his cock to become rock hard. She looked at the seven inch member with a small smile before crawling on top of the table. Kluhina then positioned herself so that their chests were on top of each other and then began to rub her soapy body against his. The feeling was incredible, she was just so soft.
What she did next surprised him. She paused for a moment, looking into his eyes before kissing him. Aroal’s eyes widened in surprise. He could feel her tongue pressing against his lips, asking for permission to enter. He allowed it in and as their tongues began to explore each other’s mouths she continued to rub her body against his. Together they moaned into each other’s mouths as the kiss deepened. Aroal could feel his arousal growing stronger as his cock began to press against her slit. She felt it as well. After a while she pulled up from the kiss. Both of them were now panting and wanting more, but the table shower wasn’t over yet. On all fours Kluhina walked backwards a bit while keeping a lusty gaze on her client. Once her chest was above rod she lowered her body and placed the member between her soapy breasts.
Aroal moaned in pleasure as Kluhina began to move up and down. The soap allowed for a more slippery sensation to her already soft skin. The feeling was…indescribable. The young hunter shut his eyes tightly as he tried his best to keep from cuming too soon. He wanted it to last as long as possible. But then, without warning, she stopped. The Orc masseuse got up, filled up the bucket once again, and poured it on his body.
“I don’t think you want this over yet,” she said as she produced a towel and began to dry off his body. “After all, you did pay for the hour.”
Once Aroal was nice and dry, he was taken naked down the hall to another room. This one had a normal looking massage table. There was able a table that had a couple of candles, a bottle of oil, and several other items. Kluhina told him to once again lay on his back on the table. As Aroal did, she walked over to the table. A few moments later he felt her hands on his back. The massage was descent, but after what he had seen thus far told him that he wasn’t here for a massage.
Aroal had heard about these kinds of places before. According to one tavern, there was a place in Stormwind like this place. Well, except there was most likely no Horde masseuses there. He did know that both the Alliance and the Horde had made prostitution illegal. He also knew that they checked out neutral towns like Booty Bay and Rachet, performing raids to ensure that nothing like that happened there. Aroal didn’t know how they managed to get away with it, considering they had no claim to neutral goblin towns, but he knew they happened. Aroal never thought he’d ever find one of these places, let alone be serviced at one. But he was.
Suddenly Kluhina stopped the back rub.
“Are you ready for the main event?” she whispered into his ear in a husky voice. Aroal nodded. “Then turn around.”
As soon as Aroal was face up on the table, Kluhina climbed up with her rear facing his head. With her hands she began to stoke his member a few times before putting it in her mouth. As soon as it entered it became harder than it had even been before. Kluhina let out a happy moan as she began to bob her head up and down while she sucked on it. Every once and a while she would release it just to lick the shaft and play with the humans balls. While this was going on Aroal was staring at her pussy, watching it slowly begin to drip. He licked his lips before he reached out and grabbed both sides of her ass. He pulled down and brought her lower lips closer to his face. Once he had done this he gave her pussy a slow lick. Then he gave another. Once Aroal decided he liked the taste he went to work on her slit, lapping it with his tongue. Kluhina moaned in ecstasy as he seemed to know where all the right spots were. It wasn’t long before she found herself grinding herself against his mouth. Then he began to suck on her clit. Bells and whistles exploded in her mind as she cried out in pleasure. She tried her best to regain control of her senses and tried to focus all of her efforts into making him cum first. Kluhina sucked harder than before as well as increasing her pace. And before long Kluhina came on his face while Aroal shot his load in her mouth.
“You’re good at this,” panted Kluhina after swallowing his cum. “I don’t know how your girlfriend can survive this.”
“I don’t have one,” replied Aroal. This caused Kluhina to snap her head in his direction.
“Seriously?” she asked in amazement. Aroal only shrugged. Kluhina couldn’t believe it. She had been with many others in the past and none of them had ever made her cum. Most never even tried! Could he be a natural? “Well then, let’s see if you are as good with your cock as you are with your tongue.” Kluhina smiled as she turned around, pressed her sweaty naked body against his, and began to kiss him deeply once more. As Aroal returned the kiss he felt the Orc’s hand reach down towards his cock which was slowly regaining its stiffness. As the two explored each other’s mouths her hand went to work pumping his shaft until it was nice and hard once more. It didn’t take long under Kluhina’s skillful hand for it to stand at attention once more. She then broke the kiss as she got into a sitting position before raising her body up above the human cock. Using one hand to hold it in place Kluhina lowered her body onto the member slowly.
Aroal let out a gasp of pleasure as he felt her warm, wet insides surround his cock. It felt so good he felt that he could cum at any second. Yet he held on, determined to make this last as long as possible. She then began to move, slowly at first. Little by little she began to move faster and faster.
“Fuck,” shouted Kluhina as Aroal began his own thrust which caught her by surprise. “It feels so good!”
“It’s time,” said the Gnome at the doorway. “Please finish up.” Both of them grunted in frustration as they were forced to stop and both left very unsatisfied. Kluhina helped Aroal get dressed and then walked him to the door. Before he left she gave him one last kiss.
“I hope you come back soon,” she whispered in his ear. “I’d love to feel you cum inside of me.”
About ten minutes later, after playing all the games and getting more tickets, Aroal was back at the food court. His brother and his friends were all drunk off their asses and thus making asses of themselves. One of them kept calling a Blood Elf serving girl a slut and another kept laughing about how their chief was a cow. All Aroal could think about as he watched them was that the next time he came here it wouldn’t be with them.
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Barbara’s second adventure
This is a story with the sister from my story “Forrest” I decided to keep them separate because they are of such different types.
I was becoming more adept at my sexual travels using the artifact, and began to experience a deep gratification from my efforts. My next journey took me to a place where I could have the satistaction of being in charge, and to mold the scenerio to my deep gratification.
I hadn’t even begun to tap the outrageous resources here, the possibilities were almost literally infinite. My dick became hard just thinking of what I might do next.
The next free weekend I locked myself in my apartment and room, and lay down to have some more nasty fun. I felt quite relaxed, and my peter needed to be relieved. I went through the beginning process, and found myself standing in the incredible hallway of pleasure.
I walked leisurely down the hallway for quite some distance before stopping at a door title of interest. It read: ‘Excentric billionaire training female cocksuckers.’
The idea appealed to me and I stepped inside, and looked around. I indicated 24 hours duration, and closed the door. The familiar anteroom was there, and when I opened the door at the end of the room…everything about this destination became known to me.
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At once I understood what was going on here, and my role as owner and operator of the facility. I was a multi billionaire, and I indulged my sexual fantasies by offering certain women one million dollars to be trained as compulsive cocksuckers. The women must never have sucked cock, and must be between the ages of 18 and 50, and very pretty, with a great ass. That was always a primary requisite!
I would pay them one million dollars at the end of ninety days, and not before, if they opened themselves completely to my influence, and the training of my large staff of experts, to be conditioned to suck pecker and eat semen compulsively, and irreversibly, an addiction that would be permanent for the rest of their lives.
I walked into the main training area and my staff gathered around me to give me the latest progress reports, and fill me in on the newest, and most effective brainwashing techniques.
This facility was state of the art, with no equal anywhere in the world according to my estimate. At present there were twenty attractive women being conditioned here, and they were in various stages of addiction.
I went into my large office and told my assistant to bring in the newest recruit for indoctrination. I always enjoyed these intro conversations…It was quite embarrassing for the women, who had never indulged in giving oral sex before.
The huge sum of money offered them, however, broke every barrier of shyness and embarrassment. I sat at my desk and a very pretty woman age thirty five walked in, and stood looking at me.
She wore a tight skirt and had a perfect ass. “Sit please”, I offered, as I stood up and walked around to her. She sat in a comfortable lounge chair, and crossed her pretty legs. “So you want to become a cocksucker for one million dollars?”, I smiled at her, leaning against the desk.
She blushed terribly, and recrossed her legs and cleared her throat. “I…ah…well…ah…”, she couldn’t seem to verbalize her meaning. Finally she looked down and said…”Yes, that’s correct.”
I smiled at her in a friendly manner…”There’s no need to be ashamed Julie…if you complete the training you will be a very rich woman.” She shifted again and looked directly at me…”It’s worth it to me…”, she managed…”I can’t even imagine that much money…and just for doing oral copulation.”
“Have you ever sucked cock before?”, I quizzed, standing over her now. She looked up and sighed…”No I haven’t…but I’ve fantasized about it many times.” “We will train you completely”, I continued, “in the end you will greatly enjoy eating dick and swallowing cum.”
She blushed again and licked her lips.
“Alright the process begins now”, I said sternly, “tell me Julie..what are you?” She looked up and down again…”You mean…”, she uncrossed her legs…”I…I’m a cocksucker!”, she gushed, looking shyly at me.
I grinned at her…”No, not yet…”, I murmured, as I took her chin in my hand, “but you will be.”
“Before we begin your training Julie I want to show you something.” I moved very close to her and my crouch was a few inches from her face. She looked at my zipper blankly. I reached down and unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick, which was beginning to harden from our conversation.
I peeled back my foreskin and touched her lips with my pisshole…”Open your mouth Julie”, I whispered, holding the back of her head firmly. She parted her lips and my dick was dripping on her blouse as I pushed it in her mouth..
She just sat there and let me shove my meat in her pretty mouth, but she didn’t suck it. I slowly fucked her oral cavity, looking at the top of her head. “Ah Julie, semen is good for you…it’s got so many good nutrients.”
Julie nodded her head a bit a grunted. “Umg..huh.”, was all I heard as I slowly porked her cute mouth. I pulled my dick out again and looked down at her…”Tell me what you are Julie”, I panted. She licked her lips and swallowed…”I’m a cocksucker…”, she whispered, “a dirty cocksucker!”
“You are a dirty cocksucker Julie, I can tell already!”, I said cheerfully, “and we will teach you to like doing it all the time and eating large amounts of semen. Having my peter in your mouth is a good start girl.” “Now we will begin your journey toward the one million dollars.” I pushed a button and a female assistant came in. She waited for me to speak.
“I fucked Julie’s mouth just a bit and she did very well…begin her full training now, she’s a bit shy at the moment.”
The assistant came over, smiled, and took Julie’s arm and led her away. “Just put yourself in our hands hon”, she said…”you’ll like eating cum…when we’re through with you.” They left the room and I put my dick back in my pants and zipped up.
I went to the main training cubicles to view the prospective millionaires being put through their conditioning phases. The first cubicle was being used to train Lindsey…a very pretty brunette.
Lindsy had her panties off and was sitting on a special fuck penis, and was being conditioned to adjust to the taste of semen. A glass containing fresh cum sat in front of her. She still had her blouse on and a special porcelain bowl was beneath her face in the event of vomiting.
Although the women were given anti nausea drugs, they sometimes vomited from the taste and idea of eating male ejaculate. This was normal, and in time, while they were brought to orgasm by the specially designed vibrating rubber dildo inside them, they began to associate swallowing the tangy cream with great pleasure.
This process took weeks but in the end, by use of special conditioning drugs, and deep hypnosis, they were eventually able to drink one third of a glass of freshly donated cum, and greatly enjoy the taste and consistancy, while experiencing an intense orgasm.
We had hundreds of male semen donors, constantly jacking off into collection containers, to keep our trainees well fed. The males were carefully screened, to insure their production of safe, viable seminal fluid.
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When the women reached the point where they could gulp down the one third glass of cum and enjoy it…they were ready for the horse semen.
This required a complete new adjustment, when we informed them of the type of semen they would be eating, and often resulted in more retching, but in time they were able to drink the large volume of horsecum while yelling in pleasure, as globs of horse jazz dribbled from their mouth.
All of the activities here were extremely confidential, and protected, and no videos or other forms of recording were ever made of the women during the training process.
The special drugs, deep hypnosis, and other sophisticated forms of conditioning that were used soon addicted the humiliated trainees to an intense and unrelenting need to eat cum of any kind. The rubber dicks fucked in and out of their wet cunts driving them into a frenzy of orgasm, and the nurses saw to it that plenty of semen was supplied to them to satisfy their needs.
When a trainee was highly addicted to eating seminal fluid, her next phase of training began. Sitting on the same dildo device, the women were presented with erect male cocks to suck, one on each side. The women were never allowed any kind of sexual release, except for eating cum or performing fellatio on the endless line of male volunteers.
The males wore special head masks so that the women never actually saw them…only the man’s penis was visible to the woman while she performed oral sex on him to completion.
The female trainees were subjected to constant verbal conditioning by the males, in the form of obscene epithets, such as cocksucker, cumeater, suckslut, etc, so that the women were brought to intense orgasm hearing these words as they swallowed the mouthfuls of salty scum.
Soon the trainees were sucking off ten or twenty males in one session…and eating the hot orgiasmic fluid, having gone over the edge of the limits of their own self image.
They were cocksuckers clearly and simply. Next the women began intense hypnotic conditioning…to insure that they continued on with their oral fetish after their payment and release. They would be permanently imprinted with an irresisible craving…the intense need to suck every peter that they could wrap their lips around.
They would be highly addicted to sucking cock in general, and unwashed dicks inparticular. They would seek out cocks to suck day and night, and could never be satisfied no matter how many loads of thick slime they swallowed.
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One trainee, Lucy, was ready to leave and to collect her one million dollar reward. I always enjoyed this moment, and made sure I got a good blowjob before they were released.
Lucy sat in a small cubicle wearing a tight, fashionable women’s suit, and her face was beautiful as she looked up at me. I walked in and closed the door. My crouch was a few inches from her pretty face.
“Well Lucy you’re ready to collect your money and leave us…but before you do, I need relief…you know what I mean don’t you?”
She became very nervous and squirmed in discomfort, looking at the bulge in my pants, two inches from her mouth. She started to breathe very rapidly, and trembled as I unzipped my fly and pulled out my weiner. I stroked it until it was hard, and semen dripped on the front of her blouse.
She looked at my pecker next to her face, and slowly ran her tongue around the perimeter of her bright red lips.
She grabbed my dick and started to shove it in her pretty mouth. I pulled back and chastized her…holding my dong just out of range. She had a puzzled look on her face as she looked up at me.
“You’ll have to beg me you little cocksucker!”, I grunted wickedly, and I slapped her mouth with my stiff dick.
She groaned and twitched and began to masterbate herself as I rubbed my wet pisshole over her mouth. “You beg me you dirty little cocksucker or you won’t finish in the money!” I was greatly enjoying her humiliation and looked down grinning sarcastically as she pleaded with me. “You know I need to suck that peter”, she groaned, “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“Please, please let me suck your pecker off, please, I know I’m a dirty cocksucker and I know you have to embarrass me.” “I need to eat your fucking dickwad…please call me dickwad while you fuck my mouth…I’ve got to eat dick several times a day thanks to your training. Please just let me suck your pisshole and taste your urine…please just let me do that!”
I stroked my peter and looked down at her…”Open wide dickwad and stick your tongue out…I need to jackoff!”
She opened her mouth widely, her eyes squinted in pleasure as I beat off over her tongue. She was groaning and moaning as I shot a thick glob of dick snot over her tongue and face.
She went into orgasm very quickly…her lower body jerking in pleasure, and she looked up at me, her eyes glazed over, craving the funky dick snot filling her oral cavity.
I pumped my hips again and again, holding the back of her head, squirting hot cum on her tongue, and soon it filled her mouth to overflowing. She looked up at me and moaned out loud, her mouth wide open and full of white foamy goo.
“Umph…uggh…ulp”, was the only sound she could make and then I nodded at her. She gulped the hot tangy glue down, swallowing several times as she ate the disgusting mess. I emptied the contents of my balls over her tongue and she ate it all, going into intense orgasm as she gulped. Soon she was finished, and slumped down exhausted, and my limp peter hung by her face dripping cum.
“Good fucking blowjob Lucy…you cocksucking little slut!” She licked her pretty lips and cleaned around her mouth with her tongue, and swallowed the globs of paste there. She looked up at me satisfied and exhausted.
“Ok girl…go get your money, it’s over!” She grinned at me widely and wiped her face off with a handkerchief as she left. The front of her blouse was covered with thick gobs of cum but she didn’t even seem to notice.
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She collected her one million tax paid dollars and is now a rich woman.
She would, however, have to satisfy her disgusting habit on a regular basis…but with that kind of money I think she could live with it.
The session was near an end and I returned to the anteroom until I was propelled back to my bed. I slept exhausted for eight hours after this journey. It took that much out of me.
It’s good to know there are a lot of pretty cocksuckers somewhere out there in ‘sexworld’ looking for lunch…and I was partly responsible.
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A slutty daugher seduces her mother
I am debating on if this should be the final part or not. Depending on how much people like it I will do another part
“Aux Ed” – school fantasy (mmf, mff, public, mast. young)
(First story submission – will post more if received positively)
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John Burke had always wanted to be a teacher. He cruised through college, obtaining his precious teaching license and even managed to get a job before anyone else in his class. He was 22, tall with piercing green eyes and a great smile that made people comfortable and at ease. Now, he was gearing up for his first term at West High School – teaching 9th and 10th grade history. He was very happy about the way his life was going.
John managed to survive the first two days of meetings – saying hi and being nice to all the veteran teachers who he would likely ask millions of questions. He was given the keys to his classroom and was very happy to have found him placed next to Ms. Robins – another younger teacher who just started at West last year. They spoke across the hall as they unpacked, mostly talking about how unprepared they were. It soon became obvious that there was some attraction between the two as “Nicole” as Ms. Robins liked to be called was also single.
John would have loved to pursue something with Nicole – she was short, with a great, firm ass and very large and full tits or her frame, but he soon became much too busy with school. The overwhelming flood of homework, class preparation and planning soon took up most of his day. His dating life suffered and he frequently did not get out of school much before 7:00 at night.
It was a Tuesday night when John noticed something strange. He had a killer headache and the usual mountain of work to do so he had to leave. He went home for a couple of hours, took some aspirin and decided to come back to school to get ready for the next day. As he fumbled with his keys to his classroom, he noticed Nicole’s light on. He walked across the hall to say “hi” and something cute about misery loving company – but as he approached the door he was intrigued to hear the sounds of sex coming from her room. He stood at the door and distinctly heard Nicole’s voice pant “Fuck me” and “oh that is it”. John realized that either she was in there by herself, or managed to find a boyfriend since they last spoke the previous week.
Feeling quite horny himself, it had been six months since he last got laid, John decided to linger at the door a bit more. It soon became apparent that Nicole was not alone as she muttered something about a “big, hard cock” and “licking the cock head”. This aroused John even more as he peered through the crack in the partially-closed door. As he looked around, he was shocked to see two of his 9th grade students (a boy named Steve and another named Andrew) fucking Nicole. Steve pushing his cock into Nicole’s exposed pussy while Andrew offering his cock for her to lick, suck and tease with her tongue. And as wrong as he knew it was, he could not resist watching these 14 year old young men fucking Nicole. It was obvious she was quite skilled as Andrew soon blew his load all over her very large tits, covering the large areoles with the hot, white liquid. Not too much later, Steve came all over her light blonde pussy hair and stomach completing the pasting Ms. Robins was apparently quite proud of.
John was still at the door when Nicole got up off her desk, patted the ass of each boy and grabbed a towel to wipe herself off. He didn’t hear what she said next as John, and his now-hard cock, made a quick retreat back to his classroom – not wanting to be caught watching Nicole’s illegal sexual escapade. About fifteen minutes later, he was startled to hear a knock on his door. “We have to talk,” said the re-dressed Nicole. “There are some unusual things about this school that you need to know about. Me fucking Andrew and Steve is part of it, but really just the beginning.
Steve looked wide-eyed as Nicole told the story. Apparently the district he was teaching in had significant problems in the past with sexually transmitted diseases and a high rate of teenage pregnancy. In fact, five years ago over 30% of the senior class tested positive for an STD and more than 10 girls were pregnant. The school district decided to take action, drastic action. It was agreed that students were going to have sex no matter what their parents or the district communicated to them about abstinence. Now, the focus was to channel this sexual activity into a controlled environment.
As Nicole conveyed the story – at the beginning of each year, every parent has the option to enroll their student in an after-school program called “auxiliary education” – commonly known as “Aux Ed”. Almost 90% of the students had signed up for the program when it began and, now in its third year, the school has almost 100% participation.
The program itself is really an advanced sexuality class, with a few twists. In the program, students were taught the general ways to have safe sex (putting on condoms, inserting diaphragms, etc.) – but they were done with real models in the classroom. Second, students were instructed as to the ways how to have sex that leads to the enjoyment of everyone. This part was what Ms. Robins was involved in as John spied. Parents approved of this program and volunteer teachers are recruited and utilized to help instruct the students in all aspects of sex. Nicole was recruited last year by a group of parents and eagerly accepted. She is now a lead teacher in the program.
“So the big question is,” coyly asked Nicole. “Did you like what you saw?” John gulped hard remembering the very erotic site of the two young students shooting cum all over the short, blonde teacher’s body. “Very much so,” nervously whispered John. “I was very aroused.”
“Was?” asked Nicole. “It looks like you are confusing the past tense with the present.” Her hand snaked down John’s t-shirt to his jeans. She paused when she reached his crotch, feeling his hardness through the fabric.
“Do you want to see what makes me such a good teacher?” the sexy, young Nicole said as the quickly unbuttoned his jeans. “It will be so nice to have a grown man’s cock for a change. These boys try hard, but don’t really know how to please a woman.” She pushed down his jeans and boxers, exposing his throbbing cock to the cold classroom air. Nicole’s hand firmly gripped John’s cock as he bent down to kiss the short teacher. Her tongue plunged into his eager mouth as he could feel the built-up lust seeping out of her every pore.
John knew that he wouldn’t last long if Nicole even came close to sucking his cock as she did her students. He took her by the hand and sat her on his desk. Their eyes locked and he quickly made short work of her blouse – lifting it over her head and exposing her large breasts and her sheer bra. She reached around and unfastened the bra, letting it fall as he stepped out of his pants and quickly removed his shirt. His nakedness in contrast to her bare top and her clothed bottom.
“That isn’t quite fair,” muttered John as he unfastened her pants and pulled them off, taking time to note that Ms. Robins neglected to put her panties back on after her last fuck-session. His fingers quickly moved in and ran softly and quickly over the trimmed pussy that only had a thin strip of blonde hair running down to her clitoral region. After inserting a finger, he could feel her wetness left over from her last session. Adding another finger, he saw her bite her bottom lip and gasp once his tongue began to flicker over her exposed and erect clitoris. This girl was ready to be fucked, and John was going to be the man to do it.
Grasping his very erect and hard cock, he pushed it inside of her. He was not overly large in any sense, but her pussy stretched to take in his girth. As Nicole laid back on the desk, John pushed into her further and further. The great feeling surrounding his cock was further heightened as he watched Nicole reach down and begin to lick her left nipple. The large breasts heaving and the nipples fully erect, aching to be touched.
John took this opportunity to fully fuck this little nymph. He began to move back and forth, faster and faster with no regard to the force he was slamming into Nicole’s cunt. She moaned and whimpered as he continued to fuck her faster and faster. Her hand snaked down to her pussy, tracing circles around her clit – further increasing her pleasure.
With more speed, John could feel the cum welling up in his cock. It had been a long time and he hadn’t even had time to masturbate this week. With one final push and grunt his cock spewed forth cum into her very wet and, newly sore, pussy. He continued to cum into her until it began to drip out of her and onto his desk. As he removed his cock, a stream of white jizz leaked out down Nicole’s thigh. Using his cock, John wiped the fluid off of her firm thigh and moved up to straddle her large, voluptuous tits. Nicole hungrily inhaled his cum-covered cock, cleaning it from the base of his shaft to his cock head.
Once John had removed himself from Nicole’s large and soft tits, he began to get dressed. Nicole was clearly shaken, cum still leaking out of her sex. “I guess I found a new teacher for Aux Ed. That is, if you are interested. You could teach our students a lot and I know they would be appreciative.”
John couldn’t hide his smile as he watched Nicole get dressed and clean up the cum that now covered his desk. He knew he was going to love teaching at this school.
Nicole dropped off an Aux Ed teacher’s handbook to John the next day. It was just a blank binder with the words “Confidential” marked on all sides. The morning went fairly smoothly as he endured another tedious fire drill and tried not to focus too much on the site of his fuck-session with Nicole the previous night. At lunch, he managed to sit down with the handbook and review the Aux Ed material.
Inside the binder, John became amazed. Here is listed all the students in the school that enrolled in the Aux Ed program (nearly 100% at this point) and some very intimate details about them. For example, under “Gretchen O’Toole” it mentioned that she was a senior, her parent’s names and that she is open to all sex, except anal. Lost virginity in the program during her sophomore year. Reading more, John examined the information contained for “Andrew O’Toole” – Gretchen’s brother and the student Nicole was “teaching” the previous afternoon. For Andrew, the information stated that he was a freshman, a virgin as of the previous September and his mom caught him tit-fucking his next door neighbor (also a student in John’s class) during his 8th grade year. The listings went on and on. Most students stated they were “open to all” sexually, with a few exceptions (like Gretchen) and that virtually all seniors and juniors lost their virginity in the program.
There was also some additional information designed to help the teachers facilitate the class. One of the primary focus areas was teaching the students how to correctly perform oral sex, while another was to provide them a safe and disease-free situation where they can have sex freely. All students appeared to be free of disease (as they were tested at the beginning of each semester) and almost all the girls were on birth control – making the need for condoms limited.
Nicole came by later in the day to see if John had any questions, which he replied “not really.” She invited him to a formal afternoon session the following day in her classroom where she will introduce me as a new instructor in the program. She also stressed the need to be discreet – but since almost all students were involved in the program, the school was fairly open for talking about the program.
The next day, John could not keep focused at all. Not only was his mind racing as to what the formal session would be like in the afternoon, but Andrew O’Toole was in his afternoon class and he could not get the image of him exploding all over Nicole just a few days earlier. Finally, after a day of very limited teaching on his part, John felt nervous as the final bell rang. Most students filed out of the classroom, and John shooed the remainder out with some mention of an after-school meeting. His stomach was in knots, but there was no way he was going miss this meeting.
About 15 minutes after the final bell, Ms. Robins came by to take John to the meeting. She was joined by the foreign language teacher Mr. Turner – a tall black man that was very soft-spoken. In fact, John had to strain to hear him say “hello” as they walked down the hall. As they entered the oversized classroom, and site of the meeting, it appeared to be like any other event. Teachers were at the front of the room – about 10 of them from the 9th and 10th grade wing – and most of the students from the freshman and sophomore class. John looked out and saw some of his favorite students in the front two rows, including several very pretty young students that he reminded himself to read up on later in the teacher handbook.
Nicole started the meeting and went over some general information (date for the next meeting, etc.). Next, she talked about the need for all students to sign up for a job at the upcoming holiday event and then she mentioned that she wanted to introduce new faculty.
As soon as she mentioned this, a loud round of applause broke out among the students. Obviously, they were very interested in this portion – which seemed very strange to John. Nicole looked at John first and stated, “Our most recent addition is Mr. John Burke. He is our history teacher, as we all know, but what you may not know is that he is a great fuck.” This caused the entire room to erupt in applause and cheers. John felt his face getting redder by the minute. “In fact,” continued Nicole “I personally ‘interviewed’ him two nights ago and I can tell you that he really knows what he is doing.”
“Obviously, Mr. Burke understands what the program is all about, but he is not yet fully aware of his need to commit to the program. As we all know – Aux Ed is not the place to be modest. So, if you will allow me Mr. Burke – let’s show the students what you have.”
John looked confused as he approached the podium – thanks largely to a shove by Mr. Turner. Now at the front of the classroom, Nicole whispered in his ear, “I hate to do this to you, but part of joining this group is showing everyone what you have underneath.” With that she quickly unbuttoned his shirt as he began to protest. Before he knew it his pants were also unbuttoned and he was standing in front of all his students in nothing but his boxers. As the chants of “Take it off! Take it off!” fill the crowded classroom, Nicole quickly yanked down his boxers – exposing his manhood to all in attendance. Again, applause filled the classroom as he stood before the students as naked as the day he was born.
Feeling dizzy from the events and the rush of blood to his already red face, Nicole spun Jeff around – spanking his well-defined ass. After 1-2 minutes of parading by Nicole, Jeff was able to make his way to the back of the classroom, partially hiding himself behind the other teachers in the front.
Thankfully, the attention that was focused on Jeff was not pointed toward another teacher. Ms. Williams, the 9th grade science teacher, was absent apparently during the first meeting – which led to her being required to undress as Jeff did previously. With very little prompting, she removed her blouse and bra – exposing her small tits with long, engorged nipples and pulled down her skirt. Jeff noticed her beautiful legs and tried his best to relax – lest his cock begin to become erect and inflict even more embarrassment on him. Ms. Williams finally stripped off her baby blue panties, exposing one of the most interesting pussies Jeff had ever seen. Her clit was quite large, but her inner pussy lips extended far below her outer lips. Jeff had seen these “meat curtains” in various porn magazines and on-line, but never up close. Ms. Williams took great time to show everyone in the audience her pussy – even sitting on one of the desks and spreading her legs as far as they would go.
“Accepting those with different body parts is part of the program too,” whispered the teacher next to Mike. He was unsure of her name, but he was certain that she was one of the sexiest women he had ever seen. She was older, but possessed a sexy look and demeanor that very few men could resist. “Like yours,” she continued. “I think you are the only uncircumcised cock on the faculty this year. Something I find very appealing.” Jeff almost said thanks, but was taken aback when the sultry teacher actually reached out and squeezed his cock – forcing blood into the organ and making it swell.
Fortunately, the meeting was just ending as Nicole mentioned something about ongoing work and the upcoming event. Jeff was given back his clothes and, after a quick smack on his behind courtesy of an unknown assailant, he quickly got dressed. Thankful that he was able to control his typically-hard cock on this one occasion. He walked back to his classroom in a daze, wondering what he had gotten himself into.
John spent the next ten minutes gathering his things. He was just about finished when he heard a knock on his closed door. Before he could say anything, two of his students – Alexa and Lindsey – entered the room. They were both giggling profusely, so John assumed (correctly as it turned out) that they were in the room when he was stripped naked. “What can I do for your girls?” John inquired.
“We just wanted to know how excited we are that you have joined the Aux Ed program,” said Alexa. “We think you are going to be a great addition.” While she was speaking, John took some time to really look at both Alexa and Lindsey. He had seen them in class, obviously, but now he was starting to see them differently. Alex tended to wear a lot of black. Black eye liner, black skirts. She was a bit chubby, but with a very pretty face. Her boobs were well developed for a 10th grader and it was apparent that she had no problem stating her mind. Lindsey was a bit different. She was tall and lanky, and John remembered that she just turned 14 at the beginning of the year – only about two months ago. Her tits were almost non-existent, but her long legs led up to an amazing ass that John was dying to get his hands around.
“Well, I am glad girls. And that is nice of you to say. Tell me – did you enjoy the show?” retorted John.
“Very much so,” blurted out Lindsey, looking a bit ashamed at her eagerness.
“In fact,” stated Alexa. “We kind of wanted to return the favor.”
John gulped hard, feeling the sexual tension filling his classroom once again. “And just how will that happen?” he asked.
Alexa walked over to the tall man and stated “Just sit back Mr. Burke. We think its only fair. You showed us, so we will show you”
And with that Alexa quickly stripped off her tight black shirt, exposing her pale skin and her very large breasts – covered in a somewhat lacy black bra. John’s eyes enlarged, eager to see what else would develop.
Lindsey began to take off her pants. Slowly unsnapping them – in a shy and awkward manner. He panties were not what John expected. They were a soft green fabric (velvet, maybe?) in a thong cut – framing her exquisite ass perfectly. John glanced over at Alexa next as she removed her skirt – stripping down to her very sheer panties. John was very clear that she had no pussy hair and was eager to see her cunt without the thin fabric covering.
John’s cock continued to swell and become erect as he watched Lindsey unbutton her blouse. Her boobs were so very small, John was amazed that she even wore a bra. Regardless, she removed her top as both girls sat across from John in their bra and panties.
“We’ve wanted to do this for a long time Mr. Burke,” stammed Lindsey as she watched Alexa remove her bra. Her beautiful boobs had small, pink nipples that pointed straight ahead. Alexa rubbed them and moaned – more for the effect on her teacher than anything else. Lindsey removed her panties, exposing her naked pussy. “I really don’t have much hair on my pussy,” she said. “I hope that is ok.”
“It is beautiful.” stammered John as he unknowingly began to rub his cock over his pants. He was rock hard and couldn’t believe his two students were stripping for him. Showing him each and every inch of their teenage flesh.
Quickly, both girls removed their remaining garments, standing naked in front of their favorite teacher.
“I touch myself and think of you a lot,” said Alexa. “And Lindsey does too. We were so happy to see your cock earlier. It really turned us on.”
With that both girls, almost on cue, began to move their hands across their chest, towards their stomach and to their pussies. John’s cock was pushing so hard against his pants, he had to adjust himself. Alexa was the first to sit down on one of the desks. She began to move her hand quickly and with great abandon. Swirling her fingers across her clit and over her engorged pussy lips.
Lindsey continued to stand as she was actively inserting one finger into her pussy while using her other hand to rub her clit. After almost losing balance, she also took a seat – spreading her long, tan legs extremely wide. Giving John an amazing view of her pussy.
John could not resist any longer, his cock was ready to explode an he needed a release. Watching these two girls masturbate in front of him was too much to handle. He pushed down his pants as his cock sprang to life. As he did so, he heard Alexa moan “That is it Mr. Burke. Show us that beautiful cock.” Lindsey sped up her assault on her pussy with her fingers – her small boobs fully erect with what could only be described as hard erases jutting from her chest.
John began to stroke his cock as both girls pleasured themselves before him. He watched Alexa’s tits bounce as she fingered her swollen pussy rapidly. Lindsey moved her hand and began to insert a finger into her ass while using her wrist to rub against her pussy. He could smell their sex from his position as he stood and began to stroke his stiff cock.
In very short order, Lindsey came with an amazing grunt and moan. Her heart was clearly beating hard as she continued to watch John stroke his cock. Alexa spurred her teacher on. “You like watching us play with our pussies, don’t you Mr. Burke. You want to cum all over us, don’t you?”.
In very short order, Johm could feel the cum welling up inside of him. He walked the five feet that separated him from his students and continued to beat his cock. The first stream of cum landed all over Lindsey’s small tits and stomach, the second over Alexa’s hair. He continued to jack his cock as cum continued to ooze out over his hand and the two sexy students.
Seeing this sent Alexa over the edge. He orgasm was so violent that her knees buckled and she was clearly hyperventilating. She panted “I came so hard. It is never like that when I masturbate alone.” The now-spent teacher offered his young students a towel to clean up, but they politely refused as they got dressed.
“We like to shower together at the end of the day,” stated Lindsey in a matter-of-fact fashion. “Besides, I want to feel your cum on me for a while.”
“I am glad I could help,” said the teacher – as his cock began to retract. “I look forward to seeing you tomorrow in class.” As he drove home, he eagerly awaited another day at West High School.
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A young man finds out the pleasure of helping the Party and finds hope for the future.
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I service my mistress while she works
A man walks into a clock store and approaches the blonde attending the counter. The blonde says ” Can I help you? ” The man pulls out his dick.
The blonde says, “I’m sorry sir but we only deal with watches and clocks.
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My summer romance changed my life forever.
Do-gooder Milf attracts attention at Church
He finds her at the bar, takes her home, and then she sees….
Indian wp,em get more than a lesson in beach volleyball.
Oh I had just got off the phone with dom when suddenly Matt called. I answered and he asked me if me and Dom wanted to go camping with Chris, Kody, and Jack. Matt said that everyone was in except me. So I went downstairs and aked my parents. They said yea and I rushed back up to my room. I got back on the phone and said to matt yes I can go. He said Cool see you tomorrow.
Now since me and 5 other guys are camping together I figured that I was gong to have the best time of my life. Tommorow came and matt pulled up everyone inside the car. I threw my stuff in the back and we were off. The Car ride felt like an eternity. Then after 4 hours of driving Matt’s Parents Dropped us off at the camp site we reserved. Matt’s parents said well come pick u boys back up in 2 days. Wow two days.
Everyone grabbed their things and started to set up camp. Luckily we had a trailer so we wouldn’t be sleeping on the ground. After we finised camp we started a fire. We sat around for a bout an hour hen Kody stated that we should play truth or dare(Most Likely always dare). Kody being 5’5” and 165 lbs and being 14 started the game by asking Dom to take his shirt off. Dom heard and not to be called a sissy took of his shirt revealing his amazingly toned stomach. Then it was my turn. I dared matt to take of his pants. You probably can guess what he did. Then It was doms Turn. Dom dared Chris to Kiss Jack. Chris being a pretty short 14 year old pulled jack over and began kissing him. They didn’t stop and we just moved on to matt. Matt asked me to come take his shirt off. I got up from my chair and walked over to his pantsless body I said Hey matt a little chilly everyone laughed. Then I took off his shirt. As I began to take his shirt off it begn to rain. We ran into the trailer soaked. We all got on new clothes and went out to the living area. We turned on the tv and wateched it for awhile. By 11 aclock Jack, Kody and Chris had gone to sleep in the bunks.
It was just me, matt, and dom. We walked into the bedroom and layed on the bed. Pretty tired we tried to fall asleep but couldn’t. Then Dom turned oover and began rubbing my chest. He then worked his way down my stomach to my crotch. He began rubbing my cock through my underwear. I let outb light moans of pleasure. Then suddenly I feel matt start kissing me on the neck. I began tom moan louder and louder then I told them to stop. They did and I rolled over ontop of matt and began to make out with him. Then dom reached over and grabed and started caressing my as. This made me so horny. Then I got off off matt and removed his shirt and pants to reveal black briefs that were very cute.
Then I grabbed matt and began to lick his nipples. I concentrated on them because I new matt would love it. While I did this dom moved over and began licking my sack through my underwear. This made my cock go wild. Dom removed my boxers and began strking my cock. While dom did this I grabbed his dick and matts dick and began to stroke them. All of us weer moaning and talking dirty. O matt u sexy bitch rock my cock rock my cock. Oh dom shit dom I’m gonna cum ohn dom. Then unexpectedly dom took 1 finger and shoved it up my as. He moved it in then out this sentme over the top and I came all over matt. Matt begans to lick up all my cock juice. But dom didn’t stop. Then suddenly I elt a pain then I realized dom just shoved his now 6” dick into my as. I began to moan intensely. Then matt wanted to be fucked to so he spread his legas and I slowly inserted my dick into his hole. I was finally in and then I saw a tear fall from matts eyes. I asked if he was okay. Matt said that it was a tear of pleasure and that he wanted me to make him his bitch. So ibegan again. Me fucking matt and dom fing me was sending me over the edge. I new that I was to climax soon. Matt grabeed his dick and began to stroke it as I moved in and out. Then I felt matts as get really tight and he shot cum right onto my face. I thought that was amazing. But This was what sent me over the limit. I felt dom began to quicken knowing what was about to happen. Then sudden;ly I yealled hly fuck dom oh yea ofh and dom shot his load into my as. It was a feeling that I had only felt oncer before. While dom cam in my as. I shot my load into matts as. He let out scream after scream. And then we both pulled out. Us three just sat there and began to cool off. We all fell fast asleep cuddled together.
We awoke to the sound of a bang I found out that matt had fallen off the bed and hit the floor. I was cuddled up with dom when I woke up. We Got dressed and walked out of the room. Jack and Kody were sitting were sitting at the table while jack was cooking breakfast. Kody asked so I heard a lot of commotion coming from your room last night what happened. Oh nothing just us having a pillow fight. Kody being a smartass said oh teally and I was dancing with a male model. We all had breakfast then took turns taking showers. While I was showering guys took my clothes so I walked from the showers back to site. They immediately showed me my clothes and I said I hate you guys you now come on. We all got our boots on and walked down the path to the beginning of the trail. We walked for a good three hours then stopped for lunch. Me and Dom both had to use the bathroom so we went to gether we walked around the tree and began to piss. We talked then suddenly dom kissed me on the lips. I said ave it for later. He said but I want you know. I said it would be suspicious so I walked away and he followed.
We Began walking agin and made out of the trail by 6 acolck. We then made dinner and sat around the campfire this time we just sat and talked. Then at about 10 we all heded inside. We all sat around the tv and watched old school. We laughed had popcorn and soda than we all went to bed well at least hats wwhat kody thinks. At around 1 acolck at night jack and chris come into our room. Jack took chris and began to make out with hime. Matt had actually fallen asleep so I grabbed dom and began kissing him and grabbing his beautiful as. I removed his shirt and tossed him on the bed. We made out the I slowly removed his jeans revaling a pair of tight black boxer briefs. I began licking around his balls and cock. As he started to grow I got hornier and horniere. Then I felt matt wake up. He said what are u guys doing. He eventually realized what we were doing and joined in. He first removed his shirt the his pants revealing a pair of blue briefs. He removed those and begand kissing up and down my bck. Then dom removed his and my underwear revealing my now 6” inch cock. Matt reached around me and began stroking my cock. Dom and matt switched sides and dom began to lube up his dick. Then I felt a sharp pain I new that dom had just shoved his dick in my as. I let out moan after moan after moan. Then I felt matts lips start moving up and down my shaft. Jack and Chris by now have left the room. I elt dom begin to pick up the pace I began telling him oh yeah dom fuck yae fuck me bitch oh yeah fuck oh yea fuck me. Then matt stopped sucking and walked around behind dom. Matt lubed up his dick and began to shoveit into doms ass. Dom let out screams of pleasure which then made me scream. They both fucked in sync. Then I Heard dom go oh I’m gonna cum. I told dom I want it in my mouth this time. He pulled his cock out and I began to suck. Matt moaned then screamed and came in doms as. Then a few seconds after that I felt doms juice flowing into my mouth. I grabbed him and began to swap the cum. We all put our underwear back on and fell asleep.
The Next morning we packed up camp. Then had breakfast. Then at about noon matts parents arrived. They hooked up the trailer and we went back home.
When I Get More Ideas I will write a part 3
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Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor
Chapter Nineteen: It’s So Very Hard Being Sorry.
Disclaimer: Not mine, I own nothing. I’m not making any money
WARNING: Harsh Language, adult themes, sexual situations (i.e. smut), bad spelling and grammar.
Author’s Notes: This story is a broad farce with over the top humor (a good deal of it is crude and sexual) and OOC actions (that’s Out Of Character if you don’t know). Also, this is my first smut-ish fic. If you don’t like sex and sex-based humor, do NOT read this!
Chapter Nineteen Summary: Harry and Hermione fight while Ron gets the point.
You Know Who Sends Minister Biscuit Bouquet of DEATH!
Special Report by Sarah Chambers for the Daily Prophet.
The body of Rufus Scrimgeour, Minister of Magic, was found in his office early this morning by the cleaning crew.
The Magical Law Enforcement has not released an official statement yet, but inside sources tells this reporter that the Minister received a gift from an anonymous citizen late yesterday.
“It looked like a bunch of harmless biscuits in a wicker basket,” my source told me. “I gave one of them to the misses last year.”
But alas, it wasn’t harmless. Either He Who Must Not Be Named or one of his followers charmed the biscuits to be implements of a heinous murder! The tiny chocolate chip filled treats were bewitched to fly and cram themselves into the Minister’s nose and mouth totally blocking the victim’s air passages.
“Oh, it was ‘orrible,” Festus Montgomery, the janitor who found Scrimgeour’s body, said sadly. “He ‘ad two biscuits in each nostril and a couple dozen jammed in his gob.”
With his airway blocked by biscuits, the Minister slowly suffocated in a horrible chocolaty and crispy manner.
The interim Minister is S. Pippin. Until yesterday, Miss Pippin was the Under-Secretary in charge of Wizard-Goblin relations. An emergency session of the Wizengamot will commence later this afternoon to elect a new Minister. Interim-Minister Pippin hopes to sway the Wizengamot in hopes of making her new position permanent.
As to the motive to Minister Scrimgeour’s killing, there is talk in the halls of the Ministry that he was targeted in retaliation for the recent raids against suspected Death Eaters. A number of previously unknown Death Eaters were taken into custody when they were named by Hogwarts student turned Death Eater, Draco Malfoy. Malfoy could not be reached for comments as he is still recovering at St. Mungo’s. Mr. Malfoy’s injuries are said to have occurred while practicing what is commonly known as “rough sex” with his rumored life-partner, Harry Potter.
*
Harry was not in a jolly mood. To be more accurate, one would call his mood “angry” or even “pissed off.” It wasn’t just the news of Scrimgeour’s assassination that brought him down so much. Nor the more troubling fact that the Daily Prophet was still convinced that he and Draco were gay lovers. No, his mood came from the fact that Hermione hadn’t touched him in days. Yes, Harry was upset that Voldemort had struck such a blow. However Harry hadn’t gotten any play since his hint at suggesting a three way.
Hermione was being very cool toward Harry. For two full days after he made the typical male mistake of actually speaking what was on his mind, Hermione made it a point not to stay in the same room as Harry. And as if she didn’t think Harry was getting the hint that she was ignoring him, on the third day Hermione started to make it obvious by sitting opposite of him during meals but refusing to look in his direction or even acknowledge his presence.
A number of house-elves took a great amount of joy in Harry’s suffering. Apparently it was big news with the house-elves that the Great One and the One of the Mark were on the outs. The tiny creatures would laugh at Harry while making obscene gestures at him. Sometimes, Harry could even hear them sing in the kitchen as he walked by:
“The One of the Mark don’t be getting any!
Soon his nuts do be shriveling!
Which makes we’s all happies!’
The One of the Mark don’t be getting any!”
/It wasn’t hard to believe, but /’Harry, Jr.’ was taking this dry spell worse than Harry was. The organ sulked about all day long and would often take its frustration out on its luggage. It wasn’t long before ‘Harry, Jr.’s baggage turned an interesting shade of puce. Harry tried to alleviate his discomfort with his own hand, but ‘Harry, Jr.’ would have none of it. Whenever Harry would try to wank off, the organ refused to play. As if it was saying that it wouldn’t play with anyone but Hermione.
Over a week after the “three-way faux pas” incident, Harry was in a sour mood and sitting alone in the Common Room. Hermione was in the library studying while Ron and Luna were in his room having sex. Harry took offence at Ron and Luna’s actions; they were mocking the fact that he hadn’t had sex in days whereas they would seemingly only take breaks for a snack before going at it again.
A startled and painful scream emanated from Harry and Ron’s room. Harry grabbed his wand and dashed up the stairs to find a naked Ron staggering out into the hall while clutching his bottom.
“Ron, what’s wrong?” demanded Harry as he desperately tried to not look at Ron below his shoulders. “Are you hurt?”
“Yes I am,” snapped Ron. “Bloody hell!”
“Is Luna okay?”
“Oh, she’s fine,” Ron said bitterly. “She’s the one who hurt me.”
“What happened?” Harry demanded. He was irritated that Ron wasn’t answering him directly… that and Harry was upset over seeing Ron naked… again.
“Well, Luna was… /you know/… while I was on my back…” Ron began. It was clear that he was very upset and deeply embarrassed.
“Riding you?” Harry asked for clarification. Ron’s description of “you know” wasn’t very enlightening. As Harry knew from experience, there were a number of things one can do on one’s back.
“She was blowing me, okay!” snapped Ron. “Anyway, she stopped and she started talking. I don’t know what she was saying because I wasn’t paying too much attention to what she was saying, you know what I mean.”
Harry did in fact know what Ron meant this time. When Hermione pleasured Harry, he never paid too much attention to anything else.
“But I thought she was talking to someone,” Ron continued while still clutching his bum. “Then I heard her say something like ‘are you sure he’ll like it?’ Then the next thing I know… she…she… it hurt!”
“What did she do?” Harry asked. He was wondering if she had accidentally hexed him. Or perhaps she used her teeth. But that wouldn’t explain why Ron was holding onto his naked backside.
“Ron, what the hell did she do?” Harry repeated when the red haired wizard hesitated to answer.
“It was that bloody ghost again!” Ron blurted out.
“What ghost?” Harry asked. But the sick and worried expression on Ron’s face told Harry the answer. “Gryffindor!”
“He told her to… do something to me.” Ron said vaguely.
It slowly dawned upon Harry. He recalled the time Gryffindor watched and critiqued Harry’s cunnilingus and Hermione’s fellatio and how the perverted old ghost suggested that Hermione should stick her finger into Harry’s bum while she blew him. It was clear that Gryffindor had given Luna this same advice and, unlike Hermione, she had followed through.
“Ow,” Harry mutter sympathetically.
“‘/Ow//’/ he says,” Ron grumbled. “You weren’t the one who got a finger stabbed in his hole.”
Grumbling about how “the mood” was ruined, Ron sulked off to the showers. A giggle sounded from the room Ron just exited.
“Hermione does get quiet wet doesn’t she?” Luna commented happily.
Harry opened the door to find Luna, with a bed sheet wrapped around her like a improvised toga, sitting across from the ghost of Gryffindor. While Luna was being polite and looking Gryffindor in the eye, the ghost was staring directly into the blonde witch’s ample cleavage.
“That boy has one powerful tongue,” Gryffindor speculated. “Maybe you should have him give a go on you.”
“Oh, no, I’d never do that,” Luna said calmly as if it was a normal occurrence for a ghost of a Hogwarts’ founder to suggest that she should cheat on her husband. “Besides, I’ve asked Harry to give Ronald tips on cunnilingus.”
“Maybe they would let Ron… and me… watch Harry work?” Gryffindor said hopefully.
“I could join in and observe as well,” Luna added dreamily. “It would be wonderful to learn something new. I am a Ravenclaw after all and I do so love to learn new things!”
“Great!” exclaimed Gryffindor. “And if the boy gets tired, you can hop in and finish Hermione off.”
Luna responded by giving the ghost a disapproving eye. Seeing that Gryffindor was blatantly looking down her ample cleavage, he didn’t see this look.
“I take it you got bored with Mrs. Black?” Harry asked and finally announced his presence.
“Goodness no, boy,” the ghost exclaimed. “I tired her out.”
“How the hell do you tire out a magical painting?” Harry asked and immediately regretted the question because Gryffindor replied by giving Harry a rather rude gesture with his tongue and two fingers.
“Harry, Godric brought up a good point,” Luna stated.
Harry was stunned, Luna was agreeing with Gryffindor!
“Which point was that, love?” the ghost asked. “Was it about the bum-plug, gurgling, hammock, or watching?”
Apparently while Ron and Harry had been talking outside the room, Luna and Gryffindor had been discussing a number of things.
“The watching,” Luna said dreamily.
“LUNA!” Harry ejaculated in surprise… not that way you dirty minded pervs.
/ /”Harry, you are obviously very good at pleasuring Hermione with your tongue,” Luna explained. “From what Hermione and I have discussed, a portion of your art lies in your technique, not just your Parselmouth abilities. And Ronald would be too embarrassed to talk to you about such techniques.”
“But he would be less embarrassed if he watched me eat out Hermione?” Harry asked in shock.
“I could give him the proper motivation,” explained Luna. “The reason wouldn’t be out of pure perversion if Ronald and I watch; our relationship would benefit from what we learned.”
“You noticed she said it wouldn’t be /’pure perversion’/,” Gryffindor commented. “That means a part of her would like to watch.”
“Yes, Harry and Hermione make an attractive couple,” admitted Luna. “However, my main interest is that Ronald is a visual learner; if he watches you perform cunnilingus, he may be able to use the techniques on me.”
Harry was completely stunned. He stood in the doorway with his mouth opening and closing like a fish. Luna was requesting a show! She tried to sugar coat it, but as Gryffindor pointed out, she still wanted to watch Harry eat out Hermione!
“Think about it, won’t you?” requested Luna as she stood up and walked to Harry. The blonde witch placed a friendly kiss on Harry’s cheek before adding, “Who knows, maybe Ronald and I will return the favor and you two can watch us?”
Harry was completely flummoxed; not only had Luna wanted to watch Harry and Hermione, but she offered to return the favor! Luna strolled out of the room and headed to the shower.
“Excuse me, but I have to go make up with my husband,” Luna said and disappeared into the bathroom.
“I like her!” Gryffindor offered. “She’s got moxie!”
“Just sod off you pervert!” snapped Harry.
“My, aren’t our knickers in a bunch,” the ghost mocked. “What’s your problem, not getting enough tail?”
Harry stared daggers at Gryffindor.
“Oh ho!” Gryffindor chuckled. “Hermione’s holding out on you!”
“Shut it!” Harry snarled.
“What did you do to piss her off?”
“Leave me alone!”
“Did you try knocking on the back door?” the ghost persisted and Harry did his best to ignore him. Perhaps, that way Gryffindor would grow bored and leave. “Did you bring up a threesome?”
“SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP!”
“Harry, Harry, Harry,” the spirit said solemnly while shaking his head. “You can’t just go up to your witch and say ‘How about a threesome!’ You have to ease her into the idea.”
“Sod off,” Harry said under his breath.
“You have to start out subtly,” Gryffindor continued. “Let’s set up a little scenario, why don’t we?”
“Let’s not,” Harry muttered and walked out of the room. Unfortunately, the ghost followed Harry into the Common Room.
“For example, Luna is sitting on the other side of the room. You should whisper small things in Hermione’s ear like, ‘Isn’t Luna pretty in that dress?’ or ‘I prefer Luna’s hair up, don’t you?’ That way you get a feel if Hermione is attracted to Luna…”
“JUST SHUT UP!” Harry shouted. “IT WAS A MISTAKE, OKAY! I REALLY DON”T WANT TO SHARE HERMIONE, EVEN WITH ANOTHER WITCH! I SAID SOMETHING STUPID IN THE HEAT OF THE MOMENT!”
Harry stormed out of the Common Room and into the hall. He slammed the portrait closed but he could still hear Gryffindor shout, “What if the other witch is really hot?”
As he stomped out of the castle, Harry pondered over his mistake. He didn’t really want to bring another witch into bed. In all honesty, it would be very awkward before, during, and after the act at best. Would Hermione have been jealous if he spent too much time on the other witch? Conversely, would she be irate if he didn’t focus on their guest more than her because doing so would be rude and improper? Also, Harry’s performance would be put to the test. With Hermione and another witch there would be four breasts and two vaginas and only one ‘Harry, Jr.’. That’s a lot of pressure for a bloke.
It was a stupid teenaged fantasy that Harry regretted voicing. For the rest of the day, Harry felt horrible. Guilt ate at his stomach until the bile crept up and burned his throat. He actually got physically ill because of his guilt. And Harry didn’t even try to sleep. It would’ve been pointless to do so. His sleep would have been marred by a nightmare of a woman with too many breasts and an enormous vagina.
When he had returned to the Common Room, he saw Hermione begin to head up to her room. She looked at him contemptuously before she disappeared from view, which just made Harry feel even more pathetic and hurt.
*
The next morning, Harry was pleasantly surprised to have Hermione cuddle up to him on the couch.
“I heard what you said to… or yelled at… Gryffindor yesterday,” Hermione informed him. “I’ll glad you realized it was a mistake.”
She showed Harry just how glad she was by kissing him passionately. He cupped her face and relished her kiss. He had missed her touch so much over the past few days that he was starving for more.
When they broke apart, Hermione’s lips were swollen and her eyes were dark with lust. She bit her lip before saying huskily, “Let’s get out of these clothes and use that paddle I got from Courtney.”
The two lovers dashed up to his room and Hermione quickly opened his trunk and began rooting around in it. She pulled out his Invisibility Cloak and Marauders’ Map as she asked, “You put the toys in here, right?”
“Yeah, it’s under my robes,” he replied and began to toe off his shoes.
In a moment, Hermione withdrew the paddle and held it high like a precious treasure.
“My bottom is going to be so-o-o-o red!” she cheered happily.
As Harry started to unbuckle his belt, a thought occurred to him; “Um, Hermione,” he began.
“Yes, love?” Hermione replied while unbuttoning her blouse which appeared to be a little difficult since she was still clutching the paddle in one of her hands.
“You said you heard me yell at Gryffindor yesterday?” Harry asked.
“Yes, I was up in my room,” she informed him. “I took a couple of books from the Library up there to read.”
“But later, you walked by me and shot me a nasty look,” Harry pointed out.
“Well, yes,” she said sheepishly while loosening another button. “I thought you needed to suffer just a little bit longer.”
“WHAT?” Harry cried out. “I was miserable! I was worried sick. I actually threw up! And you thought I needed to suffer even more?”
“Harry, that was in the past,” Hermione said in a soft tone trying to calm Harry’s anger. “But right now, I’ve been naughty and I deserve a good spanking followed by a wicked shag, okay?”
To prove her point, Hermione brought the paddle down on her bottom. ‘Harry, Jr.’ was more than willing to let bygones be bygones. All the organ really cared about was play time with Hermione. But Harry himself was quite upset. Hermione had let him stew in his own self-pity even though she had forgiven him in order to make him suffer a little longer. He buckled his belt back up.
“What are you doing?” Hermione asked.
“I reckon that I’m going for a walk,” Harry said as he slipped on his shoes. ‘Harry, Jr.’ was protesting, the appendage wanted to play, damn it!
“But we haven’t had sex in eight days!” Hermione argued.
“I’m very mad right now,” Harry said slowly and turned to the door. As he walked out of the room, Hermione called out;
“You can take it out on my bum!” she cried out. “There’s even a paddle for Merlin’s sake!”
*
Harry normally didn’t hold a grudge, but Hermione had pushed his buttons too much. She had toyed with him and now he was paying her back. He was still angry that she had intentionally let him suffer. He ignored her much like she had done to him.
Mind you /’Harry, Jr.’ /did not like this at all. The organ voiced its complaints by strangling its baggage until they turned a nasty blue color. But Harry ignored the organ; he wanted Hermione to feel sorry for hurting him.
Hermione was a determined witch and she tried to sway Harry from his course. She first tried dropping hints in front of him by saying such things as/ “the dew is on the flower”/ and “I have an itch I can’t scratch.” After that failed, she resorted to less tactful hints like “Get over here, Harry, and shag me!” She even attempted to jump him while he was in the shower.
But Harry would have none of it. And he continued to ignore Hermione.
*
It was upon them; school was about to start.
McGonagall called Harry, Hermione, Ron and Luna into her office. It was very clear to Harry that the Headmistress was taken back by his and Hermione’s appearance. Both of them had a scowl etched on their faces and bags under their eyes. It had been some time since they had last touched each other and it was showing.
“Are you two okay?” McGonagall asked.
“Fine,” both Harry and Hermione replied. Well, Harry muttered a barely audible ‘Fine’ and Hermione bitterly snapped her response.
Pressing on, McGonagall explained, “I have created a Portkey to take the four of you to King’s Cross station.”
“Why?” asked Ron. “We’re already here. What’s the point of traveling to King’s Cross just to take a train back?”
“First of all, you are a Prefect and Harry and Hermione are the Head Boy and Head Girl. Therefore at least the three of you need to be present on the train,” McGonagall lectured. “Secondly, I feel that just the presence of the four of you on the train will make the other children feel comfortable. There still is a war on and if Mr. Potter is there, many people will feel safe.”
“Will the Express be attacked, ma’am?” Luna asked.
“I doubt it,” answered McGonagall. “The train has a number of charms and wards around it. But I think that Mr. Potter’s mere presence will have a calming effect on many people.”
“When do we leave?” Harry asked in a pathetic way. On one hand; his balls were aching so much that he was considering giving up on his quest to make Hermione suffer. But on the other hand, Harry was an obstinate little bugger and he wanted Hermione to pay.
“Right now,” McGonagall said and pointed to a length of rope lying on the desk in front of her.
Harry saw Hermione look at Luna before the brunette witch requested “Can you give us fifteen minutes? Luna and I have to fetch something.”
“We do?” Luna asked Hermione.
“Yes we do,” Hermione said knowingly.
“Make it quick,” McGonagall stated. Hermione grabbed Luna’s hand and dashed out of the office.
In a few minutes, the two witches were running back into the office.
“Are we all set now?” McGonagall asked and Hermione nodded her head. “Very well, here are the things you and Harry need to discuss with the other Prefects on the train.” The Headmistress completed this statement by handing Hermione some parchment.
After Hermione tucked the parchment in her robes, the four teens touched the Portkey and landed at King’s Cross.
Over the next hour, students and their families wandered in. Harry noticed that the station wasn’t nearly as full as it had been in the past. He remembered that McGonagall had anticipated that less than half the student body would be returning. By the looks of it, Harry guessed that McGonagall was overestimating a good deal.
A minute before the train was due to depart, Molly and Ginny came scrambling out of the hidden entrance to Platform 9 3/4.
“How is it that with only one kid, you still manage to be late?” Ron asked his mother.
“Oh hush, Ron. Help your sister on board,” Molly retorted. The Weasley matriarch turned to Luna and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Hello Luna, how are you, dear?”
“I’m fine, mother,” Luna replied. Molly glowed when Luna called her /’mother’/.
“Now keep Ron in line this year and make sure he studies,” Molly told her daughter-in-law. It was clear to Harry that Molly had gotten over her anger at Ron and Luna and had finally accepted Luna.
“I will, mother,” Luna kissed Molly on the cheek and climbed onto the train.
“You two behave this year,” Molly told Harry and Hermione as they too boarded the train.
Once they got on, Luna walked up to Hermione and said, “I’ll be in compartment six.”
“Thanks Luna,” Hermione said and led Harry and Ron to the Heads’ Compartment. In a few minutes, Harry and Hermione were scheduled to begin the Prefect meeting.
Before they reached the Heads’ Compartment though, Hermione stopped in her tracks.
“Oh, I almost forgot something,” Hermione announced. “I’ll be right back.”
The brunette witch turned and ran back the way they had just come from.
“You two still fighting?” Ron asked as they continued to the Heads’ Compartment.
“Yeah,” Harry replied.
“Hey you two,” Ginny said after sticking her head out of her compartment. “Have you seen Neville?”
“I think he is near the end of the train,” Harry informed her and pointed down the hall.
“Thanks,” Ginny said with a smile and started to head in the direction Harry pointed to.
“Wait a tic,” Ron commanded. “Why the hell do you want to know where Neville is?”
“None of your business,” Ginny shot back.
“The hell it is,” Ron countered. “I’m your brother.”
“I’m a big witch Ron. I can do whatever I want.”
“Well what is it that you want to do with Neville?”
“Like I said; none of your business.”
As the siblings argued, Harry felt something brush past him. He turned to see what it was but he saw nothing.
After a moment, Ron gave up and moved on to the Head Compartment.
The Head Compartment was a set up like a meeting room. A desk was at the back of the room and a few rows of seats were placed in front of it. A tablecloth with the Hogwarts’ seal covered the desk.
“I see you found it okay,” Hermione commented distractedly as she entered the compartment.
Harry was taken back at Hermione’s appearance. When she had left him just a few seconds ago, she was looking haggard and worn out. But now she looked well rested and relaxed.
“Are you okay, Hermione?” asked Harry.
“Of course I am, Harry,” Hermione responded with a song to her tone.
She walked to the table and was about to take the left seat when she stopped and looked at something under the table. Hermione then proceeded to abandon the left chair and took the right seat.
“Sit here, Harry,” she said and pointed to the chair that she had almost taken.
Harry took the seat and asked once more, “Are you sure you’re all right?”
“Yes I am,” Hermione responded after blinking very slowly. “It is very nice of you to be concerned.”
In a few moments, the Prefects from all years and houses strolled into the compartment. Harry noticed that a number of Slytherin Prefects had not returned. After all the Prefects had been seated, Harry turned to Hermione. The brunette witch returned Harry’s look.
“Yes Harry?” she asked while she stared at him with her eyes wide.
“Um, McGonagall gave you the list of things to talk about,” Harry pointed out.
“She did?” Hermione asked.
Harry was taken back. If he didn’t know any better, he would’ve sworn that Hermione was on drugs she was acting so strangly.
“Yes, you put it in your robe pocket,” Harry reminded her.
A rustling sound came from somewhere near Harry’s feet. A second later, Hermione reached under the table and withdrew the parchment. It was obvious to Harry that she did not retrieve the paper from her robes but from somewhere underneath the table. As if someone had handed it to her. But before he could inquire as to what was going on, Hermione began the meeting.
“Very good, let’s begin,” Hermione stated in a sing-song voice. “First; as you’ve probably noticed, a number of students have decided not to return this year…”
As Hermione talked, Harry felt something tug at his zipper. He was about to recoil away from the table and hex whatever it was that pulled on his zipper when a scrap piece of paper was placed in his hand. Harry read the note written in Hermione’s handwriting on the paper.
“Luna is using Polyjuice to look like me.”
/ /Harry turned to Hermione to ask her what was going on. Before he could voice his question the brunette witch sitting next to him stopped reading and blinked very slowly before saying “Hello, Harry” as if she had just met him.
Then it dawned on him. The note said that Luna was using Polyjuice to look like Hermione! It wasn’t Hermione sitting next to him reading McGonagall’s note; it was Luna disguised as Hermione. That would explain Hermione’s dreamy and distracted tone.
Harry looked down at his lap and saw Hermione’s disembodied hands working on his zipper. Hermione was obviously hiding under his Invisibility Cloak and sitting under the table. In a few seconds, Hermione’s hands had freed ‘Harry, Jr.’
“Since there aren’t as many students this year doesn’t mean we, as Prefects, have an easy job,” Luna continued to read.
Hermione’s mouth appeared out of thin air and she engulfed Harry’s penis. The raven haired wizard gasped as Hermione worked her mouth and tongue on his flaccid organ. Mind you, it wasn’t limp for long. ‘Harry, Jr.’ got so excited to play with Hermione again after such a long time that it almost instantaneously sprang to life in her mouth.
Harry stared with wide, terror filled eyes at the group in front of him. There were sixteen people sitting no less than ten feet away from him and Hermione was giving him a blow-job! She was giving him head in a confined and somewhat crowded public space! And Harry was terrified that they were going to be discovered.
“How would it make it harder for us?” a fifth year Prefect from Hufflepuff asked Luna disguised as Hermione.
A soft slurping sound from Hermione reached Harry’s ears. To him, it sounded so loud that it echoed off the walls and he was positive that everyone heard it. Harry was expecting one of the sixteen Prefects to ask/ “what’s that sound?”/ any second. If Harry was thinking rationally, he would have realized that the clanking sound of the train on the tracks covered Hermione’s soft slurping. But as stated previously; Harry – and men in general – do not think rationally when they are being pleasured.
“Professor McGonagall fears that because the small number of students, some bad apples will feel the need to act up,” Luna answered.
“Why?” Ron asked with a touch of mirth in his voice. “Fred and George left two years ago.”
A number of the people in the room laughed at the memories of havoc that the twins wrought. Harry wasn’t one of them. He was trying desperately not to moan as Hermione continued to work his penis.
“That is true, Ronald,” Luna offered in Hermione’s voice. “But Professor McGonagall feels that some of the students who were too shy to do such things before will blossom, if you will, with a smaller class size.”
Even though Harry was terrified of discovery, ‘Harry, Jr.’ couldn’t care less about the other students just a few feet away. The organ hadn’t played in so long that it seized this opportunity.
“Another issue that many people will not like is Quidditch,” Luna continued.
“What about Quidditch?” Ron asked, his tone serious and deadly.
Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Harry’s face. And he was quite sure that his skin was flushed and red as well. He was on the verge of a panic attack. Harry was positive that someone would somehow put two and two together, stand up and say “Hey everybody, Harry’s getting a blow-job!”
/ /”The Houses are very small this year,” Luna pointed out. “I doubt that there will be enough skilled flyers from each house to form a proper Quidditch team this year.”
“What?” Ron and a few other Prefects shouted out in disbelief and immediately started arguing with Luna.
“Harry, you’re Head Boy,” Ron shouted. “Do something!”
Harry, who had not been paying as much attention to the proceedings as he should have, only heard two of Ron’s words. And those two words were “Harry” and “Head.” Our hero immediately believed that Ron had called him out and exposed the oral sex.
“Bu-b-bu-but I-I-I” Harry stammered in panic.
“Listen, it isn’t fair to us who don’t have a lot of people,” a Ravenclaw argued. “We have only one returning team member this year. The other four who were supposed to come back dropped out!”
“So what?” one of the Gryffindors challenged.
A full out argument erupted. Some people were contesting that it wasn’t fair to continue the games if they didn’t have full teams. While the other side argued that no one should be given special treatment just because of the small House size.
While the Prefects argued amongst themselves, Luna leaned over and inspected Harry’s lap. Harry could see Luna examine the fellatio with Hermione’s eyes. She watched the real Hermione suck and bob on ‘Harry, Jr.’ for a few seconds before turning her attention to Harry and saying, “She’s really good at that, isn’t she?”
“Maybe we can work out an arrangement with McGonagall,” one Hufflepuff suggested. “Maybe have some players from one House fill in for another team to even out the numbers?”
“What are you crazy?” Ron demanded. “There’s no way in hell I’d play for Slytherin!”
“Don’t worry, Weasel,” one of the few Slytherins countered. “We wouldn’t want you anyway!”
With a muffled grunt, Harry came. It was like a floodgate had been opened inside of him. All the tension and stress that had built up over the past two weeks just poured out of him. That and he came a lot too. It had been building up for quite some time, you see.
Panting, Harry turned to see that Luna was still watching his lap.
“Oh, she really does swallow! You are a lucky wizard!” Luna punctuated her statement with soft but elegant clapping.
“FINE!” Ron hollered. “WE’LL TALK TO MCGONAGALL AND STRAIGHTEN THIS ALL OUT!”
All the Prefects except for Ron filed out of the compartment. Most of the prefects were still mumbling as they left. Luna, who still looked like Hermione, sauntered over to her husband.
“Ronald, I want you to take me to the loo and make love to me,” Luna said in Hermione’s voice.
It was as if she had slapped Ron hard across the face. He stared at her in shock. He then looked at Harry, his expression full of disbelief and worry. It was evident that Ron was worried that Harry was going to pummel him because Hermione had made a pass at him.
“H-H-Her-Hermione, are you m-m-mad?” Ron stammered.
“No, I’m not,” Luna said in Hermione’s voice. “I’m very randy however because I just watched Harry get oral sex and it turned me on.”
“Who gave him head?” Ron squeaked. It was clear the poor wizard was completely lost and didn’t have a clue as to what had just happened.
“Hermione did,” Luna pointed out. “Harry is very lucky; Hermione is a talented witch who apparently likes to swallow.”
“But you’re Hermione,” Ron stated. “How could you watch him get head when you were the one doing it?”
“I’m not Hermione, silly,” Luna chuckled. “I’m your wife.”
“Luna?” Ron asked.
Harry, who was still panting, only half listened to Ron and Luna’s conversation. He was still coming down from his ecstasy… and Hermione was still licking his bits clean, that was very distracting to Harry, but in a good way.
“Yes, before we left the castle, Hermione and I fetched some Polyjuice from the Potions Lab as well as Harry’s Invisibility Cloak,” Luna explained. “Hermione wanted to make up with Harry, but he was being obstinate. So she came up with this plan, you see.”
“Not really,” Ron admitted.
“Well, that doesn’t matter,” Luna dismissed. “The Polyjuice only has a few minutes left and I want to make love to you in this form. It ought to feel extremely weird to have sex in a body with such relatively tiny titties. So let’s get cracking.”
Luna grabbed Ron’s hand and ran out of the compartment.
“What just happened?” Harry asked.
Hermione got out from under the table and sat in her lover’s lap.
“Luna is going to shag Ron,” Hermione pointed out after lowering the cloak to reveal her face.
“But she looks like you,” Harry stated.
“So?”
“Isn’t that like cheating?” Harry speculated. “I mean, yeah, Ron is having sex with Luna, but she looks like you. So wouldn’t that be like having sex with you?”
“Not really. It’s sort of like a very complex form of role-play,” explained Hermione.
“What’s a role play?” Harry asked.
“Sometimes couples pretend to be something they’re not, in order to spice things up,” Hermione answered. Harry gave her a puzzled look so she continued. “For example, a couple will dress up in costumes and act like they are different people. The woman sometimes dresses up as a nurse while the man dons a patient garb. The couple acts like he’s a sick patient in the hospital and she pretends to be a randy nurse who seduces him.
“Instead of dressing up as a nurse and a patient, Luna used Polyjuice to change her appearance. Luna will make sure that Ron understands it is really her and not me. So it won’t be cheating,” Hermione concluded.
The brunette witch kissed Harry’s lips before saying; “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings.”
“Don’t worry, you made it up to me,” Harry replied with a smile. “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings too.”
Harry was about to kiss Hermione when she suddenly got off of his lap and sat on the table in front of him.
“You’re not getting off that easily. I showed you I was sorry with that blow-job,” she said and spread her legs wide while hoisting up her skirt. Harry gulped when he saw that his girlfriend wasn’t wearing any knickers. “Now it’s time for you to show me you’re sorry.”
Harry closed his eyes and quickly thought of a snake before saying in Parseltongue “Yes-s-s, Hermione.”
The brunette witch shivered with desire as Harry bowed his head into her lap. Harry could tell that she too needed release after such a long time. And he was more than happy to give it to her.
But because of the sounds of the train’s brakes being engaged and the subsequent lurching caused by the vehicle’s abrupt stopping, Harry wasn’t able to complete his task. Instead, Hermione went sliding off the table and landed directly on his face as they both crashed to the ground. The breaks continued to squeal and Harry could hear (albeit muffled) people screaming in shock and surprise.
It took Harry and Hermione a moment to untangle themselves from each other, but the moment they did, the door to the Heads’ Compartment blew up in a thousand little pieces.
“Time to pay, you little bastards,” a Death Eater threatened as he stepped through the remains of the door.
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