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Morning Bells (Part Four: Chicago)

Hey I’m sorry if it took so long to come out with this chapter i actually stayed up last night and spent about 6 hours writing it so i hope everyone enjoys, if you have any questions or ideas please let me know i try to reply to all the comments i get. Thank you to all the readers that continue to follow the story!

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Sleepover At Misty’s

Misty begs her Daddy to let her have some girlfriends over. They had new nightgowns. They wanted his appreciation. He appreciated them. They wanted his attention. He gave them his attention. They wanted to feel sexy. What they ended up feeling was pregnant!

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Missy: Day Eleven

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Best Friends Prego Wife Pt 2

“This is for you,” she said, holding the blue vibrator. She held it to her lips and slid it most of the way in, never taking her eyes off of mine. “But not yet.”
Nicki laid the vibrator down on the sink and lowered her piss dripping pussy down on my face. I wrapped my hands around her big beautiful ass and pulled her down onto me as I started eating her. Somehow she tasted even better now that she had before. My tongue found just the right spot and she had an orgasm. My face was soaked with piss and cum. I swallowed all of her juices as my tongue darted in and out of her hairy cunt. One of her hands slid back and started rubbing my cock through her panties. I ran two fingers down her ass crack.
“Oh, you like my ass don’t you, bitch?” she whispered. She let go of my cock and started to rise. I tried to pull her pussy back down towards my, but once again Nicki slapped my hand away. “Bad boy! You do what you’re told to do, not what you want.”
Nicki got on her hands and knees, raising her ass into the air. Her pregnant belly hung down bellow her. She turned her sexy ass towards me and I could see her tight little hole.
“Lick me, Mark,” she ordered. I did as I was told. I buried my face in her ass, tasting her little pink ass hole. She wiggled and moaned as my tongue tried to force its way inside. I put one of my hands around and started rubbing her clit as I licked her from behind, and used the other one to spread her ass cheeks even more. I’d never licked a girl’s ass before, but it was definitely a turn on. “OH yes, eat that ass, bitch, eat it! Eat it!”
I knew she was about to cum again and I stopped rubbing her clit long enough to slid two fingers into her pussy. At once it started to spasm as she cummed again. I stopped eating her as and slid my middle finger into her little tight hole. She screamed in delight as I finger fucked her ass and pussy together.
When she finally stopped cumming she pushed my hands away and turned to face me. She pulled my face to hers and started kissing me hard on the lips. While our tongues wrestled she started rubbing my cock again. This time she pulled it out of her panties so she could really start to stroke it. I moaned into her kiss. After a moment she smiled and pulled her lips away. She knelt down and started sucking my cock while her hand played with my balls. I leaned my head back and moaned loudly. I could hear the sound of her lips as they slid quickly up and down my shaft. I looked down at her and she smiled up at me. We both knew I was about to cum. Suddenly I was shooting warm cum into her mouth. She kept sucking as I orgasmed, some of the warm, sticky semen leaking down from the corners of her mouth. My whole body felt weak, and I felt myself falling down on my back. Still she sucked. The feeling was so good it was almost painful. I’d never had a girl keep on with a blowjob after I’d finshed.
With a wet sound she let my now limp cock fall from her mouth. She made a satisfied sound and pulled her panties back up to cover my cock. Nicki slid up my body and once again started kissing my passionately on the lips. I could taste my own cum, but I didn’t care. I kissed her back with just as much enthusiasm. Finally she stopped kissing me, and for a long time we just lay there, covered in cum and piss and sweat.
“I think we’re ready for more,” she whispered after nearly a half hour. “You should be recovered by now, bitch. Get on your hands and knees again.”
I did as I was told. Being dominated was new to me, but I was very quickly coming to love it. Nicki smacked me hard on the ass cheek one time, and then she was pulling the panties down to reveal my bare ass. She ran her hot little tongue from my ball sack, all the way up my ass crack and I could help but moan in pleasure. It was another new experience for me. Then her tongue focused in on my asshole as I had on hers earlier. One hand reached around and started rubbing my limp cock again. And then she slid one finger into my ass and I moaned her name loudly. She giggled as she pulled it out and went back to licking.
I guess you might say I’ve been homophobic all of my life. The idea of ever taking anything in my ass was enough to scare me to death, but suddenly I knew what was coming and I wanted it. In just a few hours Nicki had changed my entire outlook on sex, and I wanted her to fuck me. I think I needed for her to fuck me.
I felt her spit in my ass, and then I felt the pressure of that blue vibrator as it found my asshole. I moaned as she very gently pressed it in and out of me, slowly working it in deeper. When she finally got it all the way inside, she switch on the motor and I moaned again. I moved my hips against her as she worked the toy in and out of my ass, all the while she was still rubbing my now hard cock.
“Ah, you like that, don’t you?” Nicki asked. “You’re as dirty as I thought you were. Yeah, my little bitch likes it in the ass, oh yes he does.”
“Harder,” I begged, and she fucked me harder.
It wasn’t long before I was shooting cum on her bathroom floor. She kept fucking me even after I was spent.
Then I heard a noise from somewhere else in the house and Mike yelled, “Hey, is anybody home?”

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Wet and Wild

What could be better than Atlanta in the summer, having a cookout with your friends, chilling in the backyard, and having a ole good time? My crew is ranked high up on the roster of the who’s who of the Black Urban Professionals who have migrated to the ATL from New York, DC, Chicago, all over to make our mark. You’d think with all our collective success there’d be a lot of drama and egos to be stroked but all my peeps are down to earth and really chill. Being as we are all transplants, we sort of formed a bond and we all hang together. None of us went to Morehouse or Spelman, none of us belong to the super-huge mega churches that require a W-2 form and a pint of blood to join. There’s me, my name is Nowell, and my boy Tracy who is a lawyer for the DA’s office. He would make a helluva lot more money working in a private law firm but he’s all about fighting crime and balancing the scales of justice. Then there is my boy Ezra, financial wizard extraordinaire and banker to the stars. Well, they aren’t really stars but they are the first and second generation rich, white, fat-cats who live in Buckhead. I have my own cleaning business, specializing in cleaning office buildings at night and I’m pleased to say that I’ve done well for myself. And no, before you ask, I don’t hire no damn undocumented workers thank you very much.
My homies Theresa and Vivian were in the house as well, prettying up the scenery. T is a professor at Ga. Tech and Viv works at the CDC doing what exactly I don’t know but I know it’s some crazy shit that turns my stomach every time I hear her talk about work. I learned my lesson and stopped asking a long time ago. Rounding out the group was my special little shorty, Imani, who is running her own spa and retreat off RDA Blvd. No disrespect to the Georgia belles or the southern peaches or whatever the home grown ladies from the dirty south call themselves but I prefer my women with a little more spunk and a lot less subservience than the native ladies seemed to offer up and Imani had the perfect mix of intellect, beauty, creativity and FI-YAH that suited me perfectly. We’re going on two years together and, truth be told, I am planning on putting a ring on her finger and making her mine but I want to plan it out perfectly how I’m going to ask her but me and my procrastinating ass just haven’t taken the time to work out all the details.
My house is always the central meeting place for everybody because I have the big pool, the enclosed backyard and the gigantic grill that looks like something they’d install on Extreme Home Makeover. I was having a little theme party of sorts. It was my Latin night, nothing special, informal really, but I had some smokin hot salsa CDs, all the fixins for do-it-yourself fajitas, a couple of pitchers of mojitos and a chest full of Corona’s on ice. I gotta pat myself on the back sometimes for being able to pull off my little theme parties with such little effort and a lot of success.
We were all chillin in the back yard, dancing and making up words to songs in Spanish, well, they weren’t real words, we were just trying to sing along to the steamy Afro Cuban melodies. We’d played a game of Spades and Tracy and Teresa spanked everyone’s ass, like they always do, and made sure to gloat and brag for the rest of the night. While Imani and I are officially the only real couple, there is always a lot of flirting going on amongst the rest of the crew even though I have no first hand knowledge of anybody ever seriously hooking up. I do know for a fact that Tracy has a thing for T and I’ve seen Vivian and Ezra flirting on more than one occasion. Imani often fantasizes that they will hook up and we will all live in the same subdivision and have kids and the whole nine but, to date, e’rybody was just trying to make sure that the friendship didn’t get fucked up so extracurricular lovin was off limits. Imani and I were together before the crew so we were exempt. In fact, we were the anchors of the crew, we both brought our friends to the table and everyone just clicked.
“Damn, Nowell, these Mageetos are good as shit. I gotta make me some of these.” Ezra was letting the alcohol go to his head.
“It’s pronounced MO-HE-TO silly, and sit your drunk ass down before you fall in the pool and bust your skull open.” Vivian was playing mother hen but she looked more like a Sports Illustrated cover model in her skimpy little bikini and that thingie that wrapped around her booty. Ezra wasn’t really that drunk; he was just playing it up so he could pull Viv on his lap and get his feel on. He winked at me as he snuggled in her neck and whispered sweet nothings. Knowing E, it was more like nasty somethings rather than sweet nothings.
Tracy and Teresa were in the Jacuzzi, talking about the meaning of life and cosmic, karmic shit like they always do. The rest of us could have stripped down butt naked and done the limbo and they wouldn’t have noticed. It was all about intellectual connection with the two of them and whenever we got together, the two of them always ended up in some deep philosophical discussion about the meaning of life. It’s not that they rest of us were uninterested or incapable of participating in the dialogue, it’s just that they only seem to have eyes for each other whenever our little get togethers go past 9 PM.
I poured Imani another drink and I popped another beer. “Nowell! Are you trying to make me pass out? I’ve barely finished my last drink. Besides, I have to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
I grabbed her hand and pulled her close. “Wait, dance with me first. I love this song.”
“You’ve never heard this song before,” she resisted, pulling away, “come on, let me go.”
“Just because I’ve never heard this song before, doesn’t mean I don’t love it. Besides, I love you and I want to dance.” That was all it took and she was in my arms and we were doing the forbidden dance. My shit was getting rock hard and it was a good thing it was now dark outside because the glow from the citronella candles wasn’t bright enough to illuminate the big bulge in my trunks.
Dancing didn’t last too long before we were interrupted. “Hey, y’all, it’s getting late and me and Teresa are going to head out.” The girls started kissing each other goodbye n’ shit and Ezra and I pulled Tracy to the side. We wanted to know why the speedy exit was in order and why he looked like he had just hit the lotto. “Maaaaan, me and Theresa gettin’ ready to take things to the next level. I’m following her back to her place, yo. She’s the one; I don’t know why I been frontin’ for so long. She’s everything I’ve been looking for in a woman and the friendship is there . . . man, I gotsta roll, I’ll holla at you cats manana. Adios, I’m outta here.” Ezra and I were giving him pounds and congratulating him when we looked over and saw the ladies were huddled together whispering and looking like sexy-ass Charmed sisters, only the chocolate version, getting ready to cast a power of three spell on Tracy. I broke that shit up quick fast before they could talk Theresa out of anything and started passing out more drinks in congratulations of our friends when they left.
We couldn’t stop talking about Theresa and Tracy after they left, hoping things worked out, hoping they didn’t fuck up our friendship and force us to choose sides if there was a messy breakup. Overall, the tone was positive. They were both great people and they seemed to have a shitload of chemistry between the two of them. Neither of them was prone to drama or bad breakups in their other relationships so we were pretty assured that they had the makings of a long term joint. We were all sitting around chilling, when out of the blue, Imani blurts out, “So Vivian, when are you and Ezra going to hook up?”
If you could have seen the look on both of their faces you would have peed your pants. They both looked like deer caught in headlights, coughing and stammering, trying to play it off. Vivian played it off and said, “Ohhhh, I’m not Ezra’s type.”
E-Z-E put that shit in check with the quickness. “And what is my type?”
Vivian looked uncomfortable and got up and got more beer. She bent over and I had to look away real quick before I felt a hand upside the back of my head for staring. That big ole booty was looking de-mutha-fucking-licious. Iman’s not jealous and I try to be respectful but damn, a brotha can appreciate a fine thick azz when he sees one. She came back with two beers, “Anyone else want one,” trying to avoid the question.
“I’ll take one but I want to know what you think my type is. You don’t think I’m attracted to beautiful, intelligent, sweet, successful women? You think I like chicken heads?” Ezra wanted an answer. “I’ve been feeling you since the day we met but you was always talking about dude in LA, Gerald, and I wasn’t trynta holla when you were into some other guy.”
Viv looked like she was offended. “First of all, his name was Levar, where the hell did you get Gerald from? Second, that was over a year ago. You haven’t heard me mention anyone since then, at least nothing serious. I just thought that because you never really tried to push up that you weren’t attracted to me.”
I grabbed Imani’s hand and pulled her over by the pool because I could tell things were about to get serious. She was protesting, saying she wanted to stay and clear things up, defend her friend that, in fact, she had stopped talking to Levar at least a year ago. I know my boo and she has been dreaming about the possibility that all our friends would get together since shortly after we first introduced them. And know her like I do, she was going fuck shit up if she interfered. I explained to her that it wasn’t about Levar Burton, Gerald Levert or anybody else under the sun at that moment, it was about the two of them admitting that they were attracted to each other and that they’ve both been fighting it.
When we looked over, Ezra had pulled Vivian down on his lap and they were talking. We could see Vivian take the initiative and lean over and kiss Ezra softly. “See,” I said, “just let them work this out. They’ll be fine.” Things went from 0 to 60 in the blink of an eye. I guess all that pent up attraction to one another had to find some sort of release. E flipped Viv over and lay her back on the sofa thingie, I keep forgetting the name of it but Imani always tells me what it is. Vivian’s legs wrapped around him and they started doing a slow grind. I have to admit, it was sort of sexy to be watching them like that.
I glanced at Imani and she was showing signs of arousal as well. Her nipples were poking out and I could clearly see them through her bathing suit. She was breathing heavy and her eyes were fixed to the two brown bodies that were going at it. It was hard not to get turned on by their display. Except for the fact that they were both wearing bathing suits, our friends fucking right in front of us like they didn’t give a damn if the whole world could see them. The moonlight, the mojitos, the making out all made my dick harder than Chinese calculus.
I started mirroring Ezra’s actions while Imani kept her eyes focused on our friends. When he would kiss Vivian’s neck, I would kiss Imani’s. She tried to push me away but I could tell from the gentle moans she was making that she was really turned on. Ezra undid the tie on Vivian’s top and let it fall to the ground. He lowered his mouth to her hard nipples and started licking them, causing her to arch her back and cry out into the night. I did the same to Imani and she went crazy, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me to her tits.
My mouth was going from one nipple to the other, sucking and licking, feeling her pussy grinding on me, when I heard Ezra clear his throat. He and Vivian were standing watching us, Vivian with a towel held across the front of her. “Hey, yo, uhmmm, do y’all think it would be alright if we uhmmm, crashed in the guest room tonight. We uhmmm.”
“Yeah, go right ahead,” I cut him off mid sentence, “mi casa, es tu casa,” I said, laughing to myself about continuing the Latin theme for the night. They were off before I could even get the words out of my mouth hardly. Imani was saying all kina shit about how everyone hooked up on the same night and how excited she was but I wasn’t tying to hear none of that. I pulled her bottoms off and I drove my tongue in between her pussy lips. They were slick with arousal and she tasted food as fuck. She grabbed the back of my head and started humping my mouth.
“Stop, stop, stop,” she said all of a sudden. I heard her loud and clear but I didn’t listen to a word she said. I started sucking her clit softly while I was trying to untie my trunks and get my dick out. “Stop,” she said, trying to scramble away. She pointed to the window that was the back bedroom of my house and I stopped long enough to look up to see what she wanted to show me. I’m a bachelor so the term window treatments was only something I’d heard when watching Trading Spaces with Imani when she was at the crib. I didn’t have blinds, curtains, shades, I didn’t even have a ghetto ass bedsheet hanging up. I called it my contemporary minimalist look, Imani called it being a trifulling. Anyway, we could see our friends, in front of the window plain as day, going at it. Viv was facing the window and looking down at us and E was behind her with his mouth plastered to her sexy ass. Imani said, “This is getting a little too carried away, let’s go inside. Besides, I’ve had to pee for the last hour and I can’t hold it much longer.”
“Yeah, I know,” I whispered. I started licking her pussy again, driving my tongue up inside her. She protested that we had to go inside, that she didn’t want to be seen, that she had to go to the bathroom and probably a few more reasons I didn’t pay attention to either.
By the time I slid my fingers in her pussy, she shut the hell up with all that complaining and she was saying, “Nowell, that feels so fucking good, oh yeah, eat my pussy, suck my clit, damn, mmmm, tongue fuck me.” I went into overdrive. I tried to lap up all her sexy juices but the more I licked, the more she made. Her clit got hard and I gave it the special treatment. That did the trick because then next thing I knew, she was saying, “What are you waiting for, I need that dick so fucking bad.”
That was exactly what I wanted to hear and stood up and took my trunks all the way off. I glanced up at the window for a second and Ezra was holding Vivian, her arms and legs wrapped around him, and he was sliding her up and down on his dick. My dick was eye level with Imani, who was seated, and she grabbed it and started sucking it– stroking it. It was deep, if I closed my eyes, I could feel the most amazing pair of lips sliding up and down on my dick and if I opened my eyes I could see two people fucking right in front of me. Thinking back, I should have kept one eye open and one I closed. Anyway, when my dick was nice and wet, I sat down and pulled Imani on my lap. She was facing me and I was sucking those titties harder this time.
I grabbed my dick and I said, “Sit on it, ride me.” The heat when her pussy lips touched the head of my dick almost made me see stars. Hell, I thought I could see the fucking Aurora Borealis for a minute there when she started sliding up and down on me. Talk about ride or die, this chick was squeezing and grinding and working it like nobody’s bizness. I grabbed her ass with both hands and started doing my job to work my dick up in her and hit every spot she had.
“Oh shit, stop,” she was chanting, but she was still riding me. I wasn’t letting her go and she was meeting my every thrust by grinding her pussy on me and making my dick feel like it was enveloped in a heavenly body. “I’m serious Nowell, I have to pee, let me go.” She was out of breath and I could tell she was only minutes away from reaching her special moment.
I grabbed her ass and held on tight. I started working my dick up in her harder. “Go ahead.”
She threw her head back and gave into the pleasure momentarily but kept saying, “Please, stop, I really have to pee, let me go, come on.”
I had wanted this for a long time. Tonight was the night. The stars were aligned for everyone and I wasn’t about to let this opportunity pass. “That’s right baby. Go. Go ahead and piss on me. Piss on my hard dick while I fuck you. Shower me, mami. I want to feel all that hot piss on my dick and balls while you ride this mother fucker. Piss right on me.”
There was a look of terror in her eyes. Mostly because I think she knew it was too late. I’d been masterminding this up all night. Little did I know that we’d have an audience to watch us but there was no turning back. Imani raised up so that just the head of my dick was in her pussy. The look on her face was one of pure, unadulterated pleasure. We’d talked about it before, about why I wanted to feel her piss on me and she was open-minded but hesitant. For me, I wanted to feel there was nothing my girl couldn’t share with me, that we were connected in a way that most people weren’t. I wanted to know that I was giving her dick so good that she wouldn’t stop for anything. Mostly I wanted to just fuck the piss outta her, plain and simple. I grabbed my shaft and it felt thicker than it had ever felt before. She shut her eyes but I couldn’t keep my eyes off that spot. It felt like and eternity and I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to give her an excuse to back out at the last minute. All I wanted was to feel her hot flow over my dick, balls, and running down my ass.
“Oh shit, I’m really doing it,” she softly whispered as I felt the first drops of piss. At first, it was nothing more than a few dribbles. I reached up with my hand and twisted her nipple like I was turning on a faucet and she let out a moan and the flow started getting stronger. She was moaning and licking her lips. “It feels so good, so natural, I like it,” she said, “do you like it too? Is this what you wanted?”
She didn’t even have to ask. It was like nothing I’d every experienced before. The sound was loud as her stream shot out on me. It was so fucking hot, damn. She was pissing on my hand, my dick, my body was getting wet with her pee. My dick got even harder than before and she was moaning so loud that I’m sure Vivian and Ezra could hear her clear as day. I moved my hand and she sat down hard on my dick and started grinding her pussy on me. Her stream seemed harder and I was trying not to bust a nut so fucking bad. The sound our bodies were making was driving me crazy as we were both getting wetter and wetter.
Imani looked sexier than I’d ever seen her before. She looked powerful and in control. She got up and walked over to the chaise lounge, that’s what it’s called, and spread her legs. “Come on Nowell, fuck me.” I knelt at the foot of the seat and I stared at her pussy. It was swollen from being aroused and getting fucked and it was still wet with piss. I held her legs up, my fingers digging in to the back of her thighs. I pinned her knees back and before she could say boo, I was licking her pussy.
I couldn’t believe I was doing it. I was tasting her pussy, wet with her fresh, hot piss. It tasted so damn good, sweet almost. Well, not exactly sweet but it tasted damn good, like her special gift to me. It was such a fucking head rush. She grabbed my head and pushed me away. I looked up and she had a glazed look in her eyes. Before I knew what was happening, I felt her piss hitting my chest. “FUUUUCK!” I stuck my tongue out and I instinctively tried to get it in her stream. She expertly stopped just before I could.
By that time, I was so turned on I couldn’t see straight. I got between her legs and aimed my dick and . . . . “Nowell, wait.”
Uhhh, whatever, I was not about to wait for shit, I was going to fuck her silly, stupid, ridiculous. She grabbed the base of my dick and said, “Wait . . . piss on me.”
What the . . . ? The alcohol must have been going to my head because I could have sworn she said . . . nahhhh, I must have been hearing things. Sure enough, when I shook my head to clear the cobwebs, I heard it again. “Nowell, piss on me.”
I sat back on my knees and I looked down at her. I glanced over at the window and I couldn’t see Vivian and Ezra anymore. They could have been on the bed, on the floor, they could have been in the kitchen for all I knew. I can’t piss with a hardon and I was all prepared to explain that when I heard, “Oooh, yeah, cover me with your hot pee. I want to feel it on my tits. Give me that hot golden shower.”
I have never concentrated harder in my life in such a short period of time because somehow, within seconds, I willed myself to pee right there, hard dick and all. I controlled my flow with amazing skill, if I have to say so myself, and Imani luxuriated in it like it was a special treatment at her spa. She was holding her tits together and looking up at me and telling me how sexy it felt. She started sticking her tongue out, tempting me. I was frozen. Before I knew what was happening, she stuck her finger out and put it in the flow of piss and brought it to her mouth and started sucking it.
I lost it. I grabbed her hips and I pulled her to the end of the seat. I could see the drops of piss hanging from the tip of my slit and I rubbed them along hers. “Mmmm, fuck me, Nowell, fuck the piss out of me.” I took her words literally and I rammed every inch in my dick inside her. She was soaking wet with slippery juices and the sounds of our fucking were accentuated by the slapping of our bodies together with the pee that was between us. I reached down and kissed her. I could taste the slightly salty sweet taste of my piss on her lips and I’m sure she could taste her own on mine. I went into overdrive and I was deep stroking, long stroking, hard stroking, I was working up a sweat.
Her nails were digging into my back and she kept chanting, “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” and all of a sudden, I could feel her pissing on me again. She was pissing while I was fucking her and she was nutting all over me. That did it and it pushed me over the edge. I pulled my dick out and shot my cum on her pee soaked, sweat stained stomach.
When I regained consciousness (don’t laugh at me, shit, I was tired), I went into overprotective mode. ‘Are you okay, are you alright?” I kept asking her if she was okay with everything that had happened.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the pool and dove in. I followed and we kissed and she held my face gently in her hands. “I’m more than fine. It’s not something that I want to do every day, but I enjoyed it. It was really hot and sexy. I liked it.”
The next morning, I was kicked out of bed at 7 AM to hose down the deck and clean up our mess. Apparently, Ezra had similar duties and was up a little after me, in the kitchen cleaning something in there too. I called Tracy and asked him how his night with Theresa went and he was damn near speechless. “Maaaan, you have no idea. All I can tell you is . . . it as wet and wild.”
“Oh yeah,” I said, “I can only imagine.”
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Lucy’s Tale (Part 10 – Final Part)

Part Ten
OK let’s get this straight. I am a teenager and like most teenagers, I have told my Mum lies over the years. Never anything big, but lies nonetheless. This was something completely different. Mum and the ‘rapist’ arrived home just after 7pm. I couldn’t even look him in the eye.
One of the first things Mum said to me made me feel sick to my soul. She said how delighted she was that I had asked John if I could call him Dad from now on. The little tear of happiness in the corner of her eye told me how little she really knew of the man, but as I have learned since, the fear of the victims always prevents them from revealing the truth to those who are closest to them. I was no different.
John stayed busy in the kitchen, obviously keeping an ear open to the conversation and I told Mum that it was only right. Then Mum went on about how good a guy he was and something in that sentence made me flip. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach yet managed to force a smile. I had to get away from this conversation and said I was going to go and get changed for a swim before it went dark. Mike had made his excuses as soon as they had got home and had been performing long, languid strokes up and down the pool. I made my way through the kitchen, avoiding eye contact with John and made my way to my room.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and started to dig through my case for my dry bikini. I heard footsteps on the stairs and panic filled me instantly. I pulled on the bottoms quickly and then as I tried to put on the top, the cords were all tangled and my frustration was making it impossible to sort it out. I felt my heart beating faster and I saw the handle moving on my door so I covered my boobs with my hands and called out, ‘I’m not decent!’
The door opened anyway and John strolled in.
‘Please Daddy, I don’t want Mum to catch us alone like this!’ I pleaded, hoping my politeness would help.
‘It’s OK Lucy, I just wanted to check up on you!’ he said in a whisper as he brushed my hands aside and squeezed my nipples roughly. I stifled my yelp with my hand and watched him fish out his hard cock from his shorts.
‘Not here Daddy, please! Not now!’
John, pushed me down to my knees and just looked at me and nodded at his huge tool. I knew I was beaten and opened my mouth and he instantly pushed it in deep. I began a flicking of my tongue on the head and under the shaft and John, knowing he had to be quick, began wanking himself furiously, his clenched hand punching into my face every few strokes. He didn’t care and kept the pressure on the back of my head to keep me impaled.
This didn’t last long and I heard his breathing change and I expected the blasts of come to squirt any second but at the last minute, he pulled away and aimed his shots at my face and chest. All five heavy shots covered my skin and he just laughed at my spunk splattered body.
‘Now clean it up you little whore!’ he spat
I reached for my towel and he slapped it out of my hand, ‘Don’t fucking waste it! Eat it! Eat it all!’
‘Sorry Daddy!’ I said, stifling my fear and tears. I began to scoop up the mess and placed it in my mouth and swallowed. John put his cock back in his pants as he watched and only when it was all gone did he turn and leave the room without a word. I took a wet-wipe from my make-up bag and wiped off the remaining mess, checking myself in the mirror for any that might be in my hair. I then put on my bikini top and made sure I adjusted it to cover the red welt left by John’s rough fingers and walked downstairs. John had his back to me in the kitchen and my eyes wanders to the knife block which sat close to him on the kitchen surface. Could I make it to the knife block before he turned around? Would I be able to stab someone? If I missed, or didn’t manage to kill him, what would he do? I realised I had stopped still, staring, when John turned round. His voice, because Mum was in earshot, was his usual bouncy, friendly, ‘Best Dad in the world’ voice.
‘Hey Lucy, what’s up honey? You Hungry? Food will be done in twenty minutes so enjoy your swim and I’ll call you when it’s ready ok?’
I stared at him, stone cold and emotionless. I turned to the door and faking my best bouncy voice and wanting to be sick, I called, ‘OK thanks Dad!’ I then trotted past Mum and dived into the pool and swam straight to Mike. As I surfaced, I knew the music from the radio in the kitchen would drown out my words with Mike. He could see I was sobbing as I came up and I could see his pain at not being able to hold me. Through my sobs, I told him what had just happened and that I couldn’t take any more. He tried to calm me a little so I told him about my staring at the knives and wanting to kill him right there. We both had a half smile at that but we also knew that neither of us were killers!
To anyone watching us, we just looked like we were stood in the pool chatting to each other, but we were softly holding hands, my back to the house, Mike keeping an eye out as we spoke.
‘Do you trust me?’ Mike asked earnestly
‘Totally!’ I responded instantly, ‘I love you too! For the record!’ I added with as sweet a smile as I could muster.
‘Look Lucy, I have been doing some thinking and …. and well … I think I have a plan! But we have to play this out for at least a day while I can set it up. He may ….. he may rape us again in the meantime though, but I promise, if my plan doesn’t work, we will disappear. I have enough money to look after us for a while at least. Are you OK with that? Can you be strong for me?’
‘What’s the plan?’
Mike looked solemn, ‘I don’t want to tell you the plan yet. I think it will be better if you don’t know! Please trust me on this one! OK?’
I knew from his face that Mike was deadly serious and I sensed that his plan was quite devious, possibly dangerous, so I just nodded and blew him a kiss. Under the water, he squeezed my hand, just as John called us for dinner. As we made our way out of the water, we both muttered that eating was going to be pretty tough. Food was the last thing on our minds right now!
I wanted to retch with every piece of food I swallowed but I ate as much as I could. The sadness in my soul was almost overwhelming and holding my sobs at bay was all I could think of. As soon as the food and painful small talk was finished, I made my excuses and went to sit by the pool in the fading light with my book. I stared at the words on the page, my back to my family, now unable to stop myself from crying. The more I thought about this whole situation, the less I saw an answer. Mike said we may have to endure John’s demands again but the pains in my lower body made me wonder how I could. I was 16 and would have welcomed death right now as an alternative.
I managed to calm myself down a little, knowing that Mum would surely come over at some point and I tried to lose myself in the novel I was reading. It didn’t really work because visions of John trying to choke me with his cock kept bursting into my mind. I even laughed sarcastically to myself at one point. I had enjoyed it so much when Mike had taken over control on a few occasions and it had even been responsible for putting me over the edge into an exquisite orgasm. I guess the difference was just one word. Love.
When Mum finally came over, she was already a little tipsy from the wine she had been drinking with dinner. She sat next to me for a while, chattering more to herself than me and I kept my face in the shadows to hide my red eyes. With every passing minute, I believed that I would be saying goodbye to my Mum permanently within the next day or so. That hurt a lot.
Before too long, Mum got up, kissed the top of my head and said goodnight. I was pleased to see her taking John upstairs with her. With that and the fact that I had been forced to drain his balls just a few hours ago, I had a good chance that my, and Mike’s, ordeal was over for today. Ten minutes after they had gone to bed, Mike returned to the back garden, a half smile on his face.
‘Where have you been?’ I asked, intrigued by the smile.
‘I’ve been busy my little Angel!’ he said with a slightly larger smile, ‘Tomorrow morning, we are going out early, before those two wake up. I need to drop you off somewhere safe first and then I have a few things to sort out. I think we have an answer to all of this problem. It is NOT going to be easy and when I explain it to you, if you have any doubts, just say so and we stop!’
I thought for a minute before I said, ‘You said earlier that it was best I didn’t know. Would it work better if I didn’t know everything?’
‘You are a smart cookie Lucy but the plan means you may well get hurt by him again and it’s not guaranteed to work!’
I took Mike’s hands in mine, ‘I trust you Mike, just tell me what I need to do, when I need to do it and I will do as you ask! I trust you! I want this over!’
Mike took my hand saying we should go to bed, just in case John came back down. At least in our room, any screams would wake Mum. As we reached the side of the house, out of sight from all windows, he pulled me close to him and brought his lips to mine. We kissed softly at first and then the heat between us increased and our tongues sought each other in their usual duel of love. His hands gently caressed my body through my t-shirt and for the briefest moment, nothing else filled my mind except the pure adrenalin rush of love. We broke the kiss and just held each other close. We walked up to our room, undressed and climbed into our own beds without another word. I knew already that tomorrow was going to be a long and challenging day.
When Mike woke me up in the morning, I could tell it was very early as the sunlight had not breached our window yet. My lover was wrapped in a towel from his shower and he ushered my sleepy body out of bed and gently patted my bum to get me to go to the bathroom. I showered quickly and was pleased to find that the aloe vera gel had taken most of the pain from my pussy and it felt almost normal again. A quick inspection also showed the redness to have almost gone as well. I pulled a big bath sheet around me as I climbed out, threw a quick dollop of gel onto my hair and ruffled it into a kind of ‘fun and wild’ style, the shortest time I have ever spent on my hair and was quite pleased with the result. I took my eyeliner, put a tiny amount around each eye and decided that would be enough for today. As I entered our bedroom, I discarded my towel which brought a tiny growl from Mike which gave us both a little smile. Somehow I didn’t think there would be too many of those so I wiggled my bum at him as I threw on a bikini and put my white shorts and ‘Hello Kitty’ vest over the top. As soon as I was ready, we left the villa and headed into town.
As we approached a cafe, I pulled my phone from my shoulder bag and glanced at the time, it was 6:45. I groaned inwardly at being up so early but I felt remarkably positive about listening to my instructions for the day but no sooner than I sat down, Mike said he had to shoot off. He saw the disappointment on my face but explained that he had to get some other things in place for the plan. I resigned myself to being on my own for a while and ordered a coffee as I saw Mike trotting down the road and out of sight. Before he left, he gave me strict instructions to not answer my phone unless it was from him and to try and keep out of sight in the cafe. I found a little corner table in their courtyard, took out my book and settled in for a long wait.
Four hours, five coffees and a bacon sandwich later, Mike came into the cafe, several bags in his hands and a notebook hanging out of his pocket and a smile to melt my heart. He stopped in front of me and in a confident voice he announced, ‘We’re ready!’
Over the next hour I was given my role to play in this exercise. Mike told me everything I ‘needed’ to know and he gave me a lot of instructions ‘just in case’ things didn’t go to plan. We were trying to set a trap for John and Mike had drawn every piece of knowledge he had of his father to construct the plan. He had realised, that the sex between him and his Dad had been quite rough but nothing compared to the violence he had shown on me and that meant I had to be the ‘bait’ in the trap. This terrified me but I was prepared to trust Mike on this one and I believed that he had put some ‘extra security’ in place. He wouldn’t elaborate on this too much as he wanted me to react as naturally as possible. I assured him, my fear was going to take care of that.
Once we were happy with our plan, it was time to start the wheels running. I picked up my phone and sent a text message to John.
‘Daddy, we need to talk! When I get home later, ask Mum if she needs some shopping, then ask me to come with you please. Just you and me, not Mike. This is important! Lucy x’
I hit the send button and gripped Mike’s hand tightly. My heart was racing and I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone bleeped. With shaking fingers, I hit the ‘Read’ button to see the simple ‘OK’ reply. It was on!
While we were out, Mum had sent a message to say that she was preparing a late lunch around 4pm. We decided that this was good timing so we were back home with plenty of time. We were both surprisingly relaxed and conversation was much easier than the night before. Half way through, John suggested the shopping trip and I accepted his request for help, saying I needed some toiletries too! We finished lunch, cleared up and then John said he was ready to go. As we were leaving, John said to my Mum that we may go for a bit of a drive too. I gulped hard . John clearly saw this as a chance to abuse me again. Mike had predicted this comment to the letter.
We got into the car and John’s demeanour changed immediately, ‘So what’s all this about Lucy?’
‘Nothing special Daddy, please don’t be angry! I ….. I …..I just want yu to be a bit more gentle with me! I mean I have always really liked you and when Mum first met you I …. I had a bit of a crush on you but you really hurt me the first time and I didn’t like that!’
John thought to himself, expressionless and continued to drive the short distance to the shops. His face then started to show disgust as he turned to me, ‘Who the fuck do you think you are talking to? You are a little tramp and I will carry on fucking you as I see fit. Do you understand?’
I lowered my head and nodded as he turned into a parking space outside the shop, ‘Bit of a wasted trip isn’t it, for you?’ He sneered.
We climbed out of the car and I stopped just at the front and said, somewhat louder, ‘I only wanted a holiday! I just wanted time on the beach, I didn’t want this! What if I say NO?’ I stared at him, out in the street his anger was boiling over.
Making many heads turn he bore down on me and just inches from my face he screamed, ‘Oh you want a fucking beach do you? The same beach as you shagged Michael? Ok let’s go there then!’ He then grabbed my arm and threw me against the car. My head banged on the window and I fell to the floor, scuffing my arm as I landed. I looked up at him and wept, ‘Please no, please don’t make me!’
With one hand, he dragged me off the floor and with the other he opened the car. He threw me into the passenger seat, ‘Shut the fuck up you little tramp!’ As he walked around the car, the eyes of passersby were on him and he screamed something at them, climbed in the car and tore off down the road towards the beach which had been a place of pleasure such a short time ago. My tears were real and the blood on my arm from the fall was now staining my white shorts.
The car skidded to a halt behind the dunes and the whole area seemed deserted. John dragged me from the car and into the wooded area. His pace was so great, I was stumbling behind him, trying to break his vice-like grip on my wrist but it was no good. He dragged me through brambles, that you would normally step carefully over, and the sharp points ripped at the skin on my legs as he dragged me further inside the shaded area. Then we reached a fallen tree and john barked his next order,’Strip!’
‘No.. no …. please No John!’
‘THE NAME IS DADDY!’ He swung his open hand at my face. The crack resonated through my head as I spun and landed face down over the log. I felt his weight press down on my back and then his hand ripping my shorts and bikini bottoms from me in one short hard drag. Then I heard running from one side and a voice calling for John to stop what he was doing. It was an English voice and as I turned my head, the tears in my eyes meant I could only see the shape of a guy running towards us. I heard the voice again, it was Dave! As he came closer, John left me on the log and ran at him, arms flying in assault, screaming abuse at this intruder. I saw fists flying and then Dave turned and ran away. I was petrified. This was not part of the plan! Before I could even think about running, another full fisted punch hit my ribs and then John’s fat fingers started pushing at my arse hole. I screamed with pure pain and another slap hit my face. I screamed more so his hand went hard over my mouth, ‘Shut the fuck up you little whore! You will learn one way or the other!’
He pulled his fingers out of me and spat heavily on my hole, then I knew what to expect as his huge cock began to push at me. I was nervous, I was tense and that didn’t help as he rammed himself in. The pain shot through my body, my poor hole stretching beyond its ability, and I was praying to faint. Every time I screamed, he punched, bit or slapped me and continued pumping his massive prick inside me as he tore my vest and bikini top from me. Then I heard more shouting but it didn’t sound English. Maybe some other people had seen and were going to help me. The shouting got louder and John began to hurl abuse back at them as he continued to fuck me like a naked rag doll, but the shouting got more insistent. John’s punches got harder, as did his ramming of my poor bottom and then suddenly a loud noise and John fell on top of me, pushing all breath from my lungs, John was silent, still.
I felt something dripping onto my face, I tried to move from under him, I was stuck. I moved a hand to my face to feel what was dripping on me. It was thick heavy blood. I screamed a hysterical scream and then felt everything go dark. My last thought was of relief. Death was finally taking me!
When my eyes opened, everything around me was white. Lots of lights above me on a white ceiling. I couldn’t seem to move very well but I didn’t feel any pain. I managed to lift my arm and it was in a long white sleeve. My confused mind came up with the one logical thought. ‘I’m an Angel!’
My eyes closed again and I went back into unconsciousness but when my eyes opened again, I had a better vision, Mike was stood above me, smiling! I tried to sit up but soon gave up on that idea as pains throughout my body suddenly reminded me they were there.
‘What happened?’ I asked croakily
‘It worked Lucy! Not as we planned but it worked!
At that moment my Mum walked in and he stopped talking. Mum’s eyes were red and puffy and without saying a word, she just hugged me and sobbed into my shoulder. It was hurting some of my bruises but I didn’t care. After a few minutes, a nurse pulled my Mum from me and said I needed rest. They both kissed me softly and the nurse put a needle in my arm and I felt sleep drifting over me.
When I woke later, I saw a sealed envelope on my locker with my name on it. I opened the note and read carefully.
‘My Darling Lucy,
When I set up our plan, my hope was to use Dave and Kathy to help us get some video proof of what John was doing to you and either get him to stop or to give it to the police. That was why we got you to go to the shop and do your protest in a public place.
When Dad had me alone, he got the info about the beach out of me so that is why we had you mention the beach outside the shop, I guessed he would take you there. If that happened, I guessed he would want to rape you there which is why Dave was waiting to try and stop him. I didn’t expect his assault on Dave and when he realised that Dad would have beaten him to a pulp, he panicked and ran back, but we didn’t anticipate any of the public calling the Greek police. Even less did we expect Dad to be so engrossed in raping you that he would ignore the police.
They shot him. He’s dead!
I know he was my Father, but he stopped being my Dad when he started fucking me. He stopped being a human when he started raping you. We are free.
I have also told your Mum about us. She was a bit shocked at first but she already had a lot to think about and she feels guilty about what Dad did to you. All she wants is for you to be happy, so I think all is good.
I love you so much my little Princess and I will help you to get well and then we can begin our life.
Love you always
Mxxx’
Epilogue – One year on!
As I lay here in bed, it is hard to believe everything that has happened. We sold the house in Surrey and moved back to Yorkshire. Mum took a longer time to recover mentally than myself or Mike, but she is doing good now. She is happy that Mike and I are so much in love and has already started to hint that she wants to be a Granny!
As I turn to my beautiful man, taking his permahard cock in my hand, I shudder at what could have been. I lift myself on top of him and slowly lower my hot wet pussy onto his manhood, never tiring of the joy it brings. I look deep into his eyes, knowing I have my man for life.
‘Make love to me Mike!’ I whisper, knowing I will never be disappointed.
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The Life and Times of an Expatriate, Chap. 6-7

This is a story of a widower rediscovering young love overseas. It is not pure, graphic sex continuously. Some chapters do not even contain any sexual matter. But it does build to a strong finish that should satisfy the reader. This is my first written story of this type, so constructive feedback is appreciated.

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The New Genie Chronicles

This is yet another spin off series of the ever popular Genie Chronicles. Please note I am not the real Joe Brolly. I am merely a writer who has been inspired to continue his legacy. I may not be the greatest but I like to think I’m good. This may seem rushed but that is only because I wish to get to the actual story quickly. After the beggining of this chapter it will get better, so bear with me.
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Alex slumped down on the couch of his house in the better part of Los Angeles, California. He lived in a large house that was almost always empty thanks to the fact that his father was never around. 
Alex’s father was the head of a large record label based in hollywood. Almost all of his dad’s time was spent in the office and he rarely came home before 10 o’clock at night. Alex turned on the flat screen television and started channel surfing to pass the time. 
While one would think that Alex would be a popular and well liked person thanks to his wealth, he wasn’t. And that was fine with him. He would rather be labeled a geek by his peers and have a few good friends than be labeled rich and popular and have a bunch of friends who only cared about money. 
 Alex sighed and settled on reruns on MTV and went to the kitchen to get a soda. As he returned to the couch henoticed movement out the window and frowned. He put the dtink down and went to the door, opening it and looking around for anybody who might be around.
He recieved a barrage of eggs and toilet paper for his troubles.
The 16 year old cursed loudly at the kids riding away on their bikes and threw a roll of toilet paper at them. As he slammed the door shut he stormed up to his bedroom and started going through his closet to find some new clothes to wear. He couldn’t believe that anyone could possibly be dumb enough to actually egg a house, especially the house of one of the most powerful men in LA. He sighed as he changed to clean the mess.
After changing into a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt Alex went downstairs and grabbed a bucket of soapy water along with a wash rag before heading outside into the heat. The summer was just coming to a close and with it cane the beginnings of fall, but today seemed to be unbareablly hot. Alex wiped the sweat from his briw and set to work cleaning the dried egg yolks off the side of the house.
He had only gotten about halfway through before a glint in the sunlight caught his attention. He sheilded his eyes from the glare abd looked at the object on the ground. A small wooden box was laying on the ground across the yard, a miniature mosiac made of gems embroidered onto the top of it. 
Alex walked over to the box and picked it up, picking it up curiously. It had a lock on it that had a familiar key hole on it, though he couldn’t place where he’d seen it before. He carried the box inside, forgetting the mess for the moment, and took it to his room. He sat down on the desk with it and examined it closely, looking for any way to get it open. As far as he could tell the only way was to find the key. He attempted to break the lock with a screwdriver but it wouldn’t budge. 
Alex sighed in frustrstion and sat back in his chair. He wished he coukd find the key and get the box open. He felt as though he needed to get it open for some odd reason. He opened his desk drawer and pulled out the necklace he kept there. It was just a pice of yarn with an old key on it that he’d had for years, but it was special to him for some reason. He chuckled as he though this could be the key he needed, but it was impossible. Still, he decided to humor himself and attempted to slip the key into the keyhole. To his surprise the key actually slid into the small opening with a soft click. The lid popped open and an odd pink mist billowed out of the opening, engulfing Alex. He tried to fight it but he slowly slumped over onto his desk, unconcious. 
Alex woke hours later and groaned as he sat up and rubbed his stiff neck. The box was still on the desk with the key still inside. He sighed as he found there was nothing inside and stood up to strech, assuming he had fallen asleep.
“Hello Master.” A quiet voice said from across the room. Alex whirled around to see a girl, about sixteen, maybe seventeen, lounging on his bed in a position that showed off all of her body, and oh what a body. Her long, raven blacl hair contrasted nicely with her pale, flawless skin. She had the most amazing stormy gray eyes Alex had ever seen and  a breath taking smile that made his heart beat and his cock begin to swell. She wore nothing but what seemed to be a multitude of silk strips that clung to her body in all the right places, showing off her large breasts and ample amount of cleavage. Her tits made her already amazing figure look even curvier and accentuated her hips. Her legs were long and toned, connecting at a firm and enticing bottom that begged to be groped. 
Alex just stood there, staring at her until he heard her giggle. “Master, you are staring.” She said in a sultry voice. Alex jumped and snapped out of his trance, becoming painfully aware of his hard member. 
“Uh…Sorry.” He muttered, trying to cover himself. The girl just giggled. “It is quite alright, Master, would you like me to remove my clothing so you may have an unobstructed view?”
Alex’s jaw dropped at the offer. Was she really offering to strip for him? Who was she anyway’s? Why the hell did he care, she was hot! So with that the teenager’s horny mind straightened out and he stood up straight and confident. “Yes. Strip for me.” He said in a commanding tone. Where had that come from? 
The girl grinned her sexy grin and stood up in front of him. “Yes master!” She said enthusiastically as she begab to remove the silk that covered her skin. Alex was nearly drooling at this point. Was she really going to do it? what was her game? how far could he take this? 
“Um…not that I’m not enjoying this but wjo are you? Why are you doing this?” Alex asked as he watched her large breasts come free. She had the cutest nipples he’d ever seen quarter sized Areaola’s with small pink nipples about the size of a pencil ereaser. 
“I am yours, Master. I am your Genie servant. I do this because you wish it.” She said seductivly as she finished removing her clothing. Her pussy was shaved with a small amount of moisture already leaking from her pink lips.
Alex raised an eyebrow at the naked beauty before him. He didn’t believe a word she said but he decided to play along. “Uh huh. You’re a Genie.” He said, crossing his arms. “Alright then. I wish to touch you.” 
The genie’s eyes lit up and she nodded enthusiastically. “Yes master!” She said, spreading her arms and legs for him. Alex, being a horny sixteen year old, went strsight for the breasts. At first he only lightly grazed her nippled with his fingers for fear of her getting angry. When she only closed her eyes and moaned softly he tentatively cupped her glorious tits and began to knead them gently. Genie gasped and bit her lip lustfully. “Oh, Master.” She moaned. Alex grinned at her moans and slowly leaned his head in, taking her left nipple into his mouth. She moaned loudly and tangled her fingers in his hair, holding his head on her boob. 
Alex continued to massage her other breast with his hand and used his free one to slide slowly down her flat stomac and over her inner thighs, avoiding her pussy. She groaned and bucked her hips in an attempt to get him to touch her there. Eventually he could wAit no longer and he cupped her bare mound in his hand, rubbing gently against it. The genie moaned in appreciation and threw her head back, shuddering as a small orgasm washed over her. 
Alex moved away from her then and smirked. “Alright what’s your game?” He asked her now that some of the fog had cleared from his mind. The genie just frowned. “There is no game, Master.” 
“Yeah right. No girl like you would come anywhere near a guy like me unless there was somethimg in it for her. So who sent you?” He asked, becoming annoyed. 
Her lip quivered ever so slightly. “No one has sent me to you Master. I am her only to please you. Are you not pleased with what we have done?”
“Oh I’m plenty pleased. But I wouldn’t have done that
if I was thinking straight.” The genie looked down. “I am sorry, Master.” Alex just waved it off.
“Whatever. And stop calling me that. My name is Alex.” He said as he started looking aroumd for cameras.
“Yes, Master. I mean…Alex.” She said shamefully. “What are you looking for?”
“Cameras, mikes, anything that might be planted in her to make me look idiotic.” Aled said as he continued looking. 
“There is no camera, Ma-Alex. I am truely your servant. Allow me to prove it.” Alex sighed in exasperation.
     
“Fine.” He said, looking at her still naked form. “If you’re my genie then I wish for my perfect blowjob.” He said, sitting on the bed.
The genie’s eyes took on
a far away look for a moment and Alex felt a tingling in the back of his head before she nodded. “Yes, Alex!” She said happily, dropping to her knees in front of him. Alex’s eyes widened at the prospect of this stunning beauty blowing him to orgasm. His cock became even harder as her delicate fingers slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. She slipped her small hand into his boxers and wrapped her fingers around his stiff member, stroking it softly as she pulled it out. Alex wasn’t large by any means, only being about six inches in length when fully hard. He groaned as his dick was toched by another for the first time and he leaned back on his elbows to enjoy the view. 
The genie only stroked him for a moment before she leaned down to kiss the head, causing Alex to gasp and his cock to jump. The genie giggled and licked him from base to tip before taking the head into her mouth. Alex moaned at the sensation and tangled his hands in her hair. “Jesus.” He moaned.
The genie giggled at this, causing a vibrating sensation around his cock as she went deeper on him. Alex continued to moan and groan as she bobbed her head up and down in his lap and thrust up at her. She didn’t seem to mind as he shoved his cock down her throat and fucked her face relentlessly. 
Being a virgin, Alex didn’t exactly have very high stamina, meaning he was quickly building up to a massive climax. As the genie felt his cock begin to swell she sucked on him hard and bobbed up and down much faster. This was all it took as Alex groaned and began to fire jets of cum down her throat. She swallowed eagerly, not losing any as she let him slip out of her mouth. A few more small jets flew out and landed on her breasts as Alex slowly fell unconcious from the intense pleasure.
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Like I said. I rushed this part. It will get better starting next chapter. I promise.

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Poem

Like A Butterfly

poem was inspired by astronaut Story Musgrave. And of course the Columbia tragedy. Credit for the first two lines of the poem goes to him. Seven years ago next month and it still brings tears to read it.
Like A Butterfly (Columbia)
like a beautiful butterfly bolted to a bullet
beautiful and fragile but not afraid to fly
up toward Heaven through the vast beautiful sky
she breaks free and flies on her own
gliding around earth like few have ever known
the butterfly is silent as she spreads her wings
but the Heaven echoes as the Angels sings
seven brave astronauts on the journey of their life
brothers and sisters, fathers, mother, husband and a wife
each one living their own dream
but together they are one team
each one has looked to earth from high above
and thought about the ones they love
and looked up at the stars and beyond
looked back to what we have and what’s yet to be done
seven astronauts unaware of the Angels on their wing
they don’t hear the sad song, they now sing
they know the danger of travel in space
but not the grim task, the seven Angels face
a beautiful butterfly bolted to a bullet
beautiful and fragile but not afraid to fly
up toward Heaven through a vast beautiful sky
seven new Angels take flight
seven new stars, adorn the Heavens tonight
huey (hippiepoet69) copyright 2-4-03
I dedicate this to all that have made one of mankind greatest dreams come true, space travel. Especially those who have given their lives for not only their dream but ours.To all astronauts, cosmonauts and all those who support them. God be with you. huey

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Essay

A Happy Ending

Hey i’m a normal guy who has a thing for this Woman Nicole she is a great friend of mine and i’m hoping one day she will be more than just a friend ;)!

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Blackmailing My Sexy Neighbour

This is a story of Blackmail, Exploitation and Control. If you are not interested, do not read it.
She walked into her bedroom and set down her briefcase. She was finally able to let loose and relax; it had been a long day at the office. She untied her hair and waved through her silky brunette locks with her elegant fingers.
The show was about to begin.
She unbuttoned her grey coat and tossed it aside; revealing a white blouse that I was quite accustomed to seeing. She paused before unbuttoning the buttons of her blouse one by one.
My heart began to race.
She tossed her blouse aside. I particularly liked the bra she was wearing. Lacy black with flowers imprinted. Medium sized, encasing her big beautiful breasts and at the same time pushing them up into perfect position. This bra was no doubt one of the reasons she has such a successful business career.
Next she peeled down her long gray business skirt and hopped out of it. She went with conservative black cotton panties today, though I’ve seen her wear much more “exciting” underwear, nothing could look bad on that prize of an ass.
She bent down to pick up her skirt, I found myself drooling as her beautiful heart shaped ass stuck out.
My eyes followed her intently as she walked around her room hanging up her clothes. She then walked into the bathroom for her nightly shower before bed.
I stepped back from the telescope I had set up in my tree house. I whipped out my rock hard penis and started wanking it intensely. I quickly masturbated to the thought of fucking my smoking hot neighbor Carly Dawn.
My name is David Stone, and call me a stalker or peeping tom if you want, but the truth is that the only thing I have going for me in my life is that a sexy goddess named Carly Dawn lives next door to me and apparently hasn’t heard of curtains.
My life’s been pretty tough since my Dad moved us out here to Boston for economic reasons. Now I was by no means popular back where we lived but since I moved here I haven’t made many friends. My grade 10 year here sucked big time, I’m kind of a pale, nerdy skinny kid and I get picked on a lot. But thank goodness that school is over now, and I have the summer to just relax.
Ms. Dawn came out of the shower; I rushed back to my telescope. She was in a sexy night gown. She got on her bed and started to put lotion on her long sexy legs. After this she decided to get some work done on her laptop.
Ms. Dawn is a 24 year old successful business woman. She is a bright woman so I don’t really believe she sleazed her way to success but I do like to fantasize about her sucking dick for a promotion. I’ve never really talked to her that much other than the odd neighborly conversations. She seemed like a really nice person and always talked to me politely, if only she knew how badly I wanted her.
After staring at her for a while, I decided that she wasn’t just going to magically start stripping for me, so I climbed down from my tree house and headed inside.
I gave my Mom and Dad a smile and said good night as I retired to my room and went to sleep.
For the past few months I had been spying on Ms. Dawn, but it was that Summer that both of our lives changed.
As the summer went on I found that there wasn’t much to do. I was ridiculously bored.
As the summer heat increased so did my horniness, soon just watching Ms. Dawn undress to her bra and panties just didn’t cut it. Some lucky days she would even go for a swim in her backyard pool, but not nearly often enough. I spent endless summer nights hatching plans and theories to fix my needs. My naughty voyeurism had grown into an obsession.
I decided that I needed to see more of Ms. Dawn.
One thing that I had going for me was that I was really good with technology and computers. I went to a local shop I knew of and bought small wireless webcams. They were pretty expensive; I had to take some money out of my Dad’s wallet. The way I thought of it was that he owed me after pretty much ruining my life by moving us out here.
The next part of my plan was the hardest. I had to break into Ms. Dawn’s house. I wasn’t much of a lawbreaker, and the even the thought of what would happen to me if I got caught was enough to make me hyperventilate.
I would wait for Ms. Dawn to leave for work, I would walk up to the back door of her house, and I would chicken out.
This happened 3 or 4 days straight.
I took a week off and let my desperation build up, one night I decided I would do it the next day no matter what.
The next morning I woke up sweating. I peered out my window just in time to see Ms. Dawn’s black Porsche cruise down the road. I got my kit ready.
I waited an hour, just in case she forgot something and had to come back.
She didn’t come back.
I put a ski mask over my face and left the back door of my house. I hopped the fence separating out properties and walked briskly to her back door. I got out my crow bar; ready to break in like they do in the movies.
I twisted the door knob and almost laughed out loud when the door opened. It wasn’t even locked!
I walked in, the whole house smelt like pleasant like perfume or something. The house was very nice, it was a lot bigger than mine. It had beautiful furniture and expensive looking portraits and pieces of art everywhere. But I wasn’t interested in these, I was on a mission. I walked upstairs to her bedroom. I entered her master bathroom, it was huge!
I opened up my kit and took out some of the wireless webcams. I installed one right below her big bathroom mirror, one across from her toilet and one in her shower. The cameras were very small and completely see through except for a small black dot in the middle. I was confident that she wouldn’t see them.
I walked into her bedroom and installed two cameras that gave different views of her bed. Seeing that my work was done I excitedly walked out of her room ready to leave. I walked by her laundry room, and thought to make best of the situation. I scavenged through her hamper. I picked out a few of the smallest and smelliest bras and panties I could find and I left.
I returned home and practically ran upstairs to my room. What a rush! I checked out my computer.
SUCCESS!
I could flick through each of the different cameras, and the clarity was unbelievable, I actually felt like I was still in her room! They were definitely worth the money. I masturbated with one of Ms. Dawn’s thongs and then stashed them under my bed.
Ms. Dawn’s return seemed to take forever but her Porsche finally pulled up into the drive way. As I saw her walk inside, I quickly grabbed a bag of chips and ran up to my computer.
She took a while making her way upstairs but sure enough she entered her bedroom. Then she put on the routine I’ve seen so many times. She relaxed and slowly discarded her blouse and skirt.
Today she was wearing a conservative white bra and white cotton panties. She entered the bathroom. This was what I’ve waited so long to see!
She looked into the mirror; the way the camera was positioned made it look like she was staring right at me. She slowly reached back and unhooked her bra. She caught the bra and set it on the counter. Her breasts looked amazing; I almost fell back on my chair! They were big but at same time nicely rounded. They were positioned beautifully on her chest. Her age allowed for absolutely no sag.
She gave a quizzical look as she took each boob in each hand and seemingly weighed them out. She squeezed each one lightly and started playing with her light nipples.
Looking satisfied she looked down and stepped out of her panties. She had a clean shaven pussy. She set the panties on the counter and walked away. I watched her sexy ass cheeks sway rhythmically with each stride.
She sat down on the toilet
I switched camera views. She started peeing. Now I’m not much of a toilet porn guy but I couldn’t look away. I watched intently as urine flowed from her beautiful pussy.
She cleaned up and entered the shower. She turned on the hot water and turned on the shower, a jet of water hit her head as she started washing her face.
Next she stuck out her chest and let the hot jet wash her bare breasts. She lathered her tits up with soap and started massaging them.
My dick was rock hard; anticipating what was next.
After scrubbing her boobs clean, she washed her toned stomach. Next she started scrubbing her pussy. This sent me crazy as she made sure every crevice of her vagina had been scrubbed.
Next she turned around and let the shower hit her backside. She watched as much of her back as possible then moved on to her glorious ass. After scrubbing the surface of her cheeks she split them apart and soaped up the crease.
After a long hot shower, she turned off the water, stepped outside and dried herself off with a towel.
Next she squirted some body lotion on her chest and started lotioning up her boobs. This sent me over the top, I accidentally jizzed all over the screen!
I quickly cleaned it up so I could watch what this sexy goddess did next. She proceeded putting lotion over her entire body, she took and especially long time on her ass.
Much to my disappointment she decided to cover up and put on her small nightgown that I was so used to.
She walked out to her bed and turned on her laptop and settled into bed with it. I kept watching her. She eventually fell asleep, but still I watched her for hours. I was entranced by her beauty.
Over the next couple of weeks I scheduled my day around her showers and bathroom breaks, she would take a shower in the morning before work and a shower after work. On weekends she would shower only once but would pee and poop quite often, which I grew to enjoy watching.
However I found that instead of satisfying my needs, my obsession grew. The more I saw her the more I wanted her.
Watching her on the computer was still thrilling, but I wanted her to be mine, in real life.
I spent hours thinking of a plan to get her. Then it hit me. Blackmail!
I went on the computer late one night and put together the sexiest shower scenes, undressing and even toilet scenes all into one long and hot video.
Then I prepared an email. It read
“Take a look at this, if you don’t do everything I say this will be unleashed on the internet and you can kiss your business career goodbye.” Then I attached the video and sent it.
I flicked on the camera that was in her bedroom. She was on her laptop. At first she had a quizzical look on her face, then slowly it transformed to horror as she saw the video.
A response came back quickly
“You pervert, you have cameras in here don’t you?”
She got out of bed and started looking around feverishly
I responded
“Smart girl, from the angles in the video you are probably smart enough to know exactly where each camera is. But I advise you if you so much as touch a camera I will leak your rather embarrassing video.”
She checked her laptop and responded quickly
“Ok you win, what do you want? Money?”
I replied
“No darling, I simply want you.”
“You sick fuck, you aren’t getting a piece of this. I’ll take you to court for blackmail”
“Sweetheart, you decide, I know how busy you are. It would probably cost you months of pay to take this to court, not to mention the money to pay the lawyers. One night can make it all go away.”
She thought about it and replied
“Fine, I will give you one night.”
“Good, unlock your front door. Lie on your bed completely nude, tie your hands back with your bra, blindfold yourself and gag yourself with the thong that you wore today. I will be over in 10 minutes,
I watched the camera intently. She was fighting tears. She walked downstairs and returned. She went into the bathroom and grabbed her dirty thong. She stuffed it in her mouth, she used a piece of cloth to blindfold herself, and then she used her bra to handcuff herself.
She got onto the bed belly down and stuck her ass out in the air.
I snuck out of my house and walked up to hers. I quietly opened the door and snuck in. I walked upstairs and into her bedroom.
The sight of her in real life was a hundred times more magnificent then watching her on film. The camera didn’t do her justice.
I was ecstatic. Being a nerdy kid growing up, this was the first naked woman I’ve ever seen, and it was the girl of my dreams!
Her skin tone was delicious; she had a golden aura about her as she was slightly tan giving her a peach color.
As I approached my prize my heart started racing. My cock was already rock hard. All of my planning and scheming had led to this. This was my prize.
As she heard me approach, she squealed, she was understandably frightened. If only she knew how much I loved her, there was nothing I would do to her to hurt her.
I slowly put my fingers on her outstanding ass. This sent a shiver down her body. I massaged her luscious ass cheeks. My dick was actually hurting because it was throbbing so hard.
She was very submissive. To her understanding this would be a onetime thing.
I split apart her ass cheeks and took in a deep whiff of her ass. It was a magnificent aroma. I turned her body around.
There they were. Her perfect breasts; staring at me; begging me to have my way with them. I got on top of her. My dick was touching her pussy through my pants. This sent a jolt through my body.
I took each breast in each palm and started lightly squeezing. She was breathing heavily. I had never felt breasts before. They felt magnificent, so smooth and soft yet resilient in their own way.
I brought my face towards hers and kissed her on the right cheek. Her first reaction was to turn her head away but I was persistent and followed. Then I turned her face and kissed her left cheek.
Then I took the panties out of her mouth with my mouth and spit them aside. I kissed her on the lips. This was my first kiss on the lips. I slipped in my tongue and started exploring her mouth. I pressed her body close to mine; her breasts squeezed against my chest as I French kissed her.
I’m sure I wasn’t a good kisser but I felt electric. I took off my shirt and tossed it aside, I wanted to feel her body against my bare skin.
I withdrew my tongue from her mouth and held her closely. I slid down. I licked her right nipple; this made her shiver. I started suckling her right nipple while playing with the other one.
I put as much of her right breast in my mouth that would fit and started licking and sucking away. Her body squirmed against mine.
Her left nipple stood up, I started sucking it and played with her right breast with my hand. It was all wet from my saliva.
Her breast was so soft in my mouth, I felt like biting it but I didn’t want to cause my sweet heart any pain.
I gave her another kiss on the lips and I decided that I couldn’t wait anymore, I had to have her.
I took off my pants and boxers. I brought my pulsating dick towards her pussy and gently touched the lips. This sent another orgasmic jolt through my body.
I slowly entered her pussy. The feeling was sensational! Her pussy was so warm and wet and tight, my dick felt so at home in it.
I thrust in and out. This was obviously my first time having sex, but I watched plenty of porn so I knew what to do. I clumsily thrusted in and out. It felt so good!
She breathed heavily. I continued playing with her breasts.
About a minute in I felt my body shaking and I orgasmed. I stepped back and lied down beside her. I put my arm around her.
She was surprised; she probably expected it to be a lot longer.
I didn’t care, I felt so unexplainably happy and safe.
I untied her hands and slipped off her blindfold. She looked at me and instantly stepped out of bed.
“You’re just a kid!” she continued “In fact you’re that creepy kid from next door aren’t you?”
I replied
“Well I think I’m a man now.” I smiled
She answered
“Ok whatever, just get out of here now kid and I’ll pretend this never happened.”
“Actually, I would appreciate it if you walk your cute butt over here and give me a blowjob.”
“Fuck off kid, get out of here or I’ll call the cops and get you sent to juvie for blackmail.”
I smiled
“Go ahead, call the cops. See whose side the law takes, the adult woman who claims she’s getting blackmailed or the 15 year old kid who has video evidence of an adult willingly having sex with him.” I pointed to the camera “not only will your career be over, but you’ll be serving big time in the slammer.”
She was silent. She knew I was right.
“Ok I’ll give you a blow job if you leave me alone after.”
“Oh no sweetheart, you’re mine now, I have complete control of your life now, you’ll go as far in life as I allow you. As soon as you disobey me I can ruin you. In a sense I’m your god. Now come give your god a blow job.”
I sat on the edge of the bed, eagerly awaiting my beautiful neighbor to suck my dick.
She was in shock. She didn’t think I could be this sadistic, but she knew there was nothing she could do; I could ruin her life with a click of the mouse.
She walked over to me and got on her knees on the floor. She took my dick in her hand and put it in her mouth. It was still limp and wet from a combination of semen and pussy juices. I could tell she wanted to puke as she took it in her mouth.
She started sucking. It felt so good, different then sex but almost equally as thrilling. I lasted much longer this time as it took me a while to get hard.
Finally I exploded in her mouth.
She bobbed her head up and down, gradually getting faster and faster.
I got up.
“Thank you for that sweetheart, I trust we’ll be getting to know each other quite well this summer.” I smiled and walked out of the room.
I practically skipped my way home; I had to sneak in because it was pretty late. I snuck upstairs to my room. I felt like crying out in joy. Even when I put the plan together I didn’t expect it to go this smoothly. I thought that something would go wrong; this seemed too good to be true!
I checked my computer and looked at the video of Ms. Dawn and I fucking. It really just looked like we were doing some kinky role playing, she was very submissive. And the blowjob looked 100% consenting.
I was sure this would hold up in court, but I hoped I would never have to go that far. Hopefully Ms. Dawn would be smart and do what I told her to.
I got as much sleep as I could but I got up very early. Then an idea hit me, I grabbed some cameras and decided to pay my sex toy a visit.
I snuck into Ms. Dawn’s house through her back door and crept upstairs to her room.
She was sleeping peacefully in her night gown. I admired her beauty for a moment before I crept to her bed and lied down beside her. I untied her night gown; exposing her breasts. I lightly touched her left breast, circling the nipple lightly. I gave her a kiss on the cheek. Apparently she was a light sleeper as she woke up and screamed at the top of her lungs.
She came to her senses
“How did you get in here?”
“The backdoor was unlocked, oh yeah that reminds me I want the front door unlocked at all times, I feel like such a lowlife having to sneak in through the back.”
“Anything your highness?” she said in disgust and sarcasm
I replied
“Actually yes, there are some ground rules that I am going to apply to our little game.
Number one; you must stay completely naked at home. You have such a beautiful body it’s a shame you ever cover it up.”
Number two; Take these cameras. Install one in your car and the rest all over your work place, I want to see you at all times during the say. I will also need some money to buy more cameras to install in the rest of the rooms in your house.
Number three; Give me your phone number. You will receive texts throughout the day and nights giving you tasks to do that will please me. You must do the task instantly.
Number four; you must call me master at all times. I am tired of the disrespect you’ve been showing me.
These are 4 very simple and clear rules, they will be easy to follow, and any violation will result in punishment
Are we clear Carly?”
She was in shock
“Yes”
“Yes?”
Yes Master.” She corrected herself.
She was fighting back tears, still trying to comprehend how this 15 year old boy had managed to gain complete control of her life.
I brushed back her silky brown hair and wiped a tear from her cheek. Her light blue eyes looked so beautiful filled with tears.
“You have to understand that I care about you and I won’t do anything to hurt you or ruin your life, just follow my rules, maybe you’ll have fun.”
I don’t know how much my words helped her, but it was a message I felt that I had to get across.
While she was getting dressed for work in the bathroom, I took her credit card from her purse and left to go back to the tech store; leaving her with some much needed privacy.
Since Carly knew about this now there was no need in getting the small cameras, instead I picked up some bigger high definition ones. I also bought a bigger high definition flat screen monitor for my computer. It was all quite expensive but I’m sure Carly could afford it.
When I got back to her house she was gone; leaving me time to work. I installed a camera in each bathroom, in the hall ways, the living room, on the deck and by the pool.
I returned home and installed my monitor, the clarity was incredible. Then I checked out my new views. I was looking into Carly’s parked car. Then I switched to what looked like a conference room, then into what was Carly’s private bathroom and then finally into Carly’s spacious office where my darling was busy at work doing some paperwork.
I watched her intently. Only she could make doing paperwork look so sexy.
I texted her
“Good, you’ve done well. Be a sweetheart and take off your coat, it should be a crime to cover up those magnificent breasts with that much clothing.”
She checked her phone, read the message and gave me an annoyed look. But sure enough she shed her coat and hung it up on the rack.
Her obedience excited me
She was wearing a pretty conservative white blouse but it still clung to her big breasts tightly.
I sent her another text
“Unbutton the top 2 buttons.”
She did so; exposing some sexy cleavage.
“Take off your bra.”
She gave me a quizzical look through the camera. Then she texted
“I can’t I have a meeting with my boss, he could be here any second.”
I replied
“Do it.”
She knew she had to do what I told her.
She went into her bathroom. I switched views.
She took off her blouse and unhooked her bra. Then she put her blouse back on, leaving the top 2 buttons
open. She looked so sexy.
Her breasts looked like they were begging to be released from her blouse.
“Good, you look beautiful; now put the bra on your desk so your boss knows you aren’t wearing a bra.”
She gave me another look like she didn’t want to do it. She hesitantly put the bra on the corner of her desk.
“Good, now I know you won’t want to do this but unbutton your blouse one more button.”
She shook her head. She refused to do so.
I sent her another text
“Check your email.”
She did, opening up the video of her sucking my dick. She closed it quickly.
She gulped and slowly unbuttoned her blouse one more button.
Her breasts almost popped out of her shirt entirely!
They were half way out of her blouse, her nipples were barely covered.
As she was adjusting her blouse to make it work best, the door opened and her boss walked in.
She stood up to greet him; this gave her breasts a jiggle and they almost popped out again!
“Why Good afternoon Ms. Dawn”
“Good afternoon Mr. Seymour”
They shook hands
Her boss looked like an asshole, he was old. Probably in his 50’s or early 60’s but he looked strong minded. He had the typical rich arrogant prick image.
He sat down on the opposite side of the table from Carly. This was a meeting that would decide whether Carly got a promotion or not, she had never had much luck with Mr. Seymour before.
He noticed the bra on her table, but said nothing. Instead of looking Carly eye to eye he stared exclusively at her breasts and made no attempt to hide it. This made Carly extremely uncomfortable, she was used to using her brain to get ahead, not her body.
She went through financial figures and graphs and charts. Mr. Seymour just nodded in approval, obviously distracted.
This excited me.
I sent her a text
“Hike up your skirt, then drop something that he will have to pick up.”
She quickly read her phone
She had no time to argue with me, she knew she had to do it. She hiked up her skirt way up to almost her crotch area, her panties were visible.
Then she clumsily dropped some papers on Mr. Seymour’s side of the table.
This knocked him out of his trance as he bent down to pick up the papers.
She hiked up her skirt a little more, this definitely caught his attention, his eyes climbed her long radiant peach legs all the way up to her exposed black panties.
He finally returned with her papers and put them on her desk. She thanked him and continued talking.
His hand slowly reached under the table and touched her softly on the leg. He let his hand rest on her knee before stroking the smooth thigh.
Carly kept talking, trying to ignore the wrinkled hand creeping up her thigh. Finally her boss interrupted her
“You know Carly I’ve been waiting for this for a while.” He smiled
Carly remained silent. He continued.
“You’re a smart girl, it’s about time you figured out how to take advantage of your assets.”
He smiled sadistically
“Keep dressing like this, and you get your promotion.”
“Thank you sir.” Carly replied. I could read her mind, she had such mixed feelings, on one hand she was happy that she got the promotion she so badly wanted, but on the other hand she got it for all the wrong reasons.
Mr. Seymour continued.
“Come now, to my office, let’s celebrate.” He snapped his fingers and walked out of the room, motioning her to follow him. She did.
Damn, I couldn’t see them anymore; I really wanted to see that old bastard give it to her.
I waited around, watching intently for her to come back. It was hours before she finally returned to her office. Her hair was a mess, her makeup was screwed up, obviously the boss gave it to her good.
She entered the bathroom and fixed up her hair and makeup. I texted her.
“Tell me all about what he did to you.”
She replied
“I will when I get home, I’m really tired right now, I’m coming home.”
She packed up and walked out to her car. About half way through the car ride, the car came to a stop as she pulled over. She was obviously disgruntled.
“What happened?” I texted
“Damn, cop pulled me over.”
This gave me an idea
“I want you to flirt your way out of it. If you get a ticket you will be punished when you get home.”
She looked confused
“How, I’ve never gotten out of a ticket.”
“Unbutton your blouse and act like a slut.”
The cop walked up to the car. He was probably in his 40’s, he was really tall and built and had a thick
beard, he looked experienced.
Carly unbuttoned the top few buttons of her blouse and stuck her chest out. She still wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Is there a problem officer?” she asked in a seductive voice
“Yes m’am, you were 10 miles over the speed limit.”
She replied
“Oh how clumsy of me.”
She stuck her chest out more
The officer noticed this
He smiled for a second before continuing
“The city has told us to take speeding very seriously m’am, my partner and I are going to need to search
you to make sure you are not on any illegal substances.”
He called his partner up. He was a scrawny guy, much younger; he couldn’t have been older then early
twenties.
“M’am could you get out of the car?”
Carly stepped outside.
The older cop led her to the passenger side of the car.
I switched views to the camera that showed what was going on outside, I watched eagerly.
He instructed her to put her hands on the roof of the car and spread her legs. I saw him smile at his young partner who looked equally excited.
He began patting her down with his big rough hands. He skimmed past her arms and back. He put his
hand on her waist and slowly patted upwards. He stopped at her breasts and started squeezing them through her blouse.
Carly exclaimed
“What are you doing?!”
“Well M’am looks like you have some deadly weapons under your blouse.”
The other cop started laughing at the cruel joke
I didn’t know this kind of stuff happened in real life; it was wrong but very exciting!
Carly screamed
“Please stop!”
“Listen slut, you wanted to flirt your way out of a ticket. I’ve been around for a while, it’s gonna take more
than flirting, you’re going to earn it.” He smiled
He kicked her legs farther apart; causing her skirt to ride up. He took out his knife and cut her skirt all the way up to her waist, he tore off the rest and cast it aside.
“Well well, you don’t see an ass like that every day do you Tommy?” he laughed as he admired Carly’s tight and round thong clad bottom.
“Let me touch it.” The other cop whined
“Shut up rookie you’ll wait your turn!” The older cop screamed
He gave her a hard spank on her right cheek; causing Carly to let out a sharp yelp.
The officer laughed before once again sliding his hands up towards her breasts. He ripped her blouse open causing most of the buttons to break and causing her big breasts to pop out.
He started mauling her bare breasts with his brutish hands.
“Mmm, so big, so soft, so perky.”
There wasn’t much traffic on that particular road and the car was blocking the view of what was going on from any passing cars.
After manipulating Carly’s breasts in each and every way he could, he reached for his handcuffs and handcuffed her and told her to stand up straight and face him.
She looked so sexy; her torn blouse could do nothing to stop her bare breasts from pushing out as far as possible, and her luscious ass looked perfect in that small black thong.
He gave her another sharp smack on the ass.
“Suck my dick bitch” he said cruelly
He unzipped his pants, unleashing a monster dick! It was hairy and thick and it must’ve been 12 inches at least!
Carly gulped, before getting on her knees. The rough pavement hurt her knees.
She couldn’t imagine how she could fit that monster dick in her mouth, the very thought of it made her want to puke.
Her eyes began to tear. The officer ran out of patience, her grabbed her head and forced her mouth to accept his dick.
He forced it deep down her throat: forcing her to bob her head to keep from choking.
He ran his coarse fingers through her long silky brown hair as she blew him
He lasted forever, he almost seemed bored as he played with Carly’s tits and hair casually, Carly must’ve been wondering how much longer he could last.
As he mauled her tit’s Carly started bobbing her head as fast as she could; desperate to get this over.
“Mm there you go.” He said
He slowly started moaning and after what seemed like an eternity he exploded in Carly’s mouth.
Wow I had never seen that much cum come out of a cock before, Carly was overwhelmed. He picked up her torn skirt from the side of the road and laughed as he cleaned off her face with it.
“Go head kid, your turn.”
The younger cop was ecstatic, he walked up to Carly and whipped out his cock, it was pretty long; probably about 9 inches; but nowhere close to as thick as the older cop.
“Stand up.” The older cop instructed Carly.
She did
The younger cop bent her body over so her mouth could suck his dick, the older one walked up to her ass and slid her thong down her legs and cast it aside.
Carly started sucking the fresh cock, the older cop inspected the hot ass and pussy that was in front of him. He split her ass cheeks and took a big whiff of her ass.
This was enough to resurrect his big dick.
He grabbed a hold of her waist and started ruthlessly fucking her pussy from behind. Carly let out the loudest scream I’ve heard in my life.
The younger cop showed a mean streak himself as he gave her a hard slap in the face and forced his cock deep down her throat; reducing her loud screams to muffled moans.
Carly found it excruciatingly hard to suck on the cock in front of her as her pussy was getting ripped apart from behind.
A few minutes in the young cop exploded all over Carly, he then simply stepped back and enjoyed the show that his veteran partner was putting on.
And believe me it was quite a show
Carly once again started screaming at the top of her lungs, the cop however showed no signs of slowing down.
He reached around her body and once again started brutally squeezing her tits; adding to her pain.
Soon Carly, not being able to support her own weight, collapsed to the ground.
The cop however held her waist and legs up as he continued ruthlessly fucking her.
Carly’s face and chest rested on the rough pavement, her once shrill screams now reduced to quiet moans through sheer exhaustion.
Finally after what seemed like hours the cop withdrew his dick from her pussy and put his penis head on her ass hole and deposited another huge load in Carly.
He gave her a smack on the ass and let her waist fall to the floor with the rest of her body.
“Now that’s how you get out of a ticket in my town honey.” He laughed
He gave the other cop a high five and walked back to his car. The other cop took off Carly’s handcuffs and joined his partner in the car and they drove off; leaving Carly naked; collapsed on the rough pavement.
Carly lied there for a while, not having the strength to get up. Finally she managed to stagger to her feet. She picked up her thong and clumsily slid it back on. Her skirt was no longer in usable condition; she left it on the road as she got back into the car.
She adjusted her ripped blouse so it covered as much of her chest as possible and then she started to drive home.
After watching for a little while longer I told my parents that I was going to sleepover at a friend’s house and I headed over next door.
I made myself comfortable in Carly’s bed; eagerly awaiting for her to come home.
Eventually the door opened. Carly walked into her room
“Oh fuck not you again.”
I decided to let that go
“Come sit down sweetheart, I’ve been waiting a long time for you to come home.”
She walked over to the bed; she was noticeable limping from the pounding she took earlier.
She sat down on the bed beside me
I put my arms around her; I slipped off her blouse and started playing with her breasts.
I slowly put my mouth around her left nipple and started sucking.
She suddenly pushed my mouth away and stood up
“You know what I’ve had enough of this! I’ve been getting used all day like I’m some kind of slut!” she screamed angrily
“I let your first comment go but you are way out of line! Now come here so I can punish you.”
“Fuck You.” She replied coldly
“Listen bitch, you think the day you had today was tough? What do you think will happen to a hot piece of ass like you in prison? You know what; I would actually love to find out.”
I picked up the phone and dial 9-1
“NO NO NO!!!” she begged
I stopped
“Good, now walk your ass back here and sit on this bed, you’ve been a bad girl, you need to be punished.”
She submissively sat down on the bed beside me.
I took her in my arm, I bent her body over my lap.
I’ve wanted to do this for a while.
I slid her thong down.
SMACK
I gave her a hard smack on her left ass cheek.
“OWWW!” she screamed
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A light red color that began to take over her ass cheek
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Her screams evolved into howls of pain
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Tears flooded freely from her eyes
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A deep color of purple in the shape of my handprint spread over her ass cheek. I compared it to the golden peach color of her untouched right ass cheek.
I didn’t want to do any permanent damage to her beautiful ass so I decided to switch cheeks
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A fresh sense of pain hit her
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The thrill of disciplinarily spanking a grown woman provided me with an unequaled sense of pleasure.
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Her howls of pain probably could’ve been heard throughout the neighborhood, I didn’t care though.
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I didn’t stop until the purple color on her right ass cheek matched the left.
“Now for the second part of your punishment, anal.”
“Please no, anything but that.”
SMACK SMACK
I struck her hard on both ass cheeks
“OOOOOOOOOWWW!!!” she screamed
“What do you say when I give you an order.”
“Yes master.” She obliged
“Good slut, and next time you disobey I will use a belt.”
I split apart her heavily bruised ass cheeks and licked her ass hole. I loved the taste of it, I continued licking it.
Mm I could eat a meal out of that ass
As I explored her ass with my tongue I sent shivers down her spine.
I whipped out my dick.
I slowly entered her ass hole
She screamed. her pain was almost unbearable as my whole length was in her ass hole.
The feeling for me was unbelievable. It was so much tighter around my dick then her pussy, much drier and warmer.
Slowly I started thrusting in and out of her ass, gradually going faster; causing her to scream louder.
I had masturbated so many times that day that I lasted surprisingly long. I soaked in each second I fucked that glorious ass.
Finally I came; much to the relief of Carly.
“Now, will you ever disobey me again?” I asked
“No Master.” She responded
“Good, now go get a shower, you’re filthy, and we have a long night in front of us.”
“Yes Master.” She said as she immediately got up and limped into the bathroom.

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Fantasy

Bouncing Bella – part 3

3
BELLA
I hated him so much. Nothing about any of this was ok or alright but how was it my fault it felt good. I was packing everything up. Chrissy was finishing off her sandcastle and dad was still standing in the water. 
After sitting down and crying then getting angry and then crying again I jumped up and grabbed the first esky then headed up towards the car. It was about 10 minutes to get up the sand and down the path to the car park. I needed this time to think. I knew I could not be near dad while he drank. And what made me pack beers today. Why would I do it. First of all I didn’t think anything like this would happen outside in public. 
Once I dropped it in the car I headed back to grab the other one. Chrissy was heading into the water towards dad when I got back. I figured she was having a swim cos she knew we were leaving soon. 
I grabbed the second esky and headed back up to the car muttering to myself how it wouldn’t hurt dad to help. I dropped it in the boot and sat down to catch my breath before seeing the shower block. I jumped up and headed over. I needed to wash this day away. 
BILL
The alcohol was still pumping through me. My cock was hard. Yes I had crossed a line days ago but this was a whole other line. In my mind was a battle right now. 
Bella wasn’t anywhere to be seen. I was on my knees in the water. It wasn’t deep. The water only came up to my belly button. Chrissy was sitting on her bum in the water in front of me. The water came to her chest. She pulled her bathers down her arms then i watched her hand disappear as she pulled them down her belly and over her little bottom. I reached forward and pulled them down her legs faster than I meant. The water was still today but I couldn’t see under the water very well. Part of me thought this was probably a good thing but another part of me wanted to see. 
My breathing was getting heavy I was trying to calm down before she noticed I was acting strangely. 
I had to snap out of this. I had to get out of here. 
“honey maybe daddy should just carry you to the showers and you can wash off there. Maybe bella can help you” I smiled at her trying to get across how that was a much better idea. 
“but daddy” she squealed “its hurting now and it takes ages to get back to the shower and car” now she looked like she was going to cry. 
” okay okay honey show me where it hurts the most then you can go and start washing in all off”
She nodded and began the riggle with her hands under the water.  Then she stood and moved forward until the water only came up just above her knees. First she moved her legs apart and pointed to the top of her thighs. “in here daddy” she moved closer ” up In here. Right at that moment I had a clear view of her tiny hairless pussy. So small. So delicate. 
I couldn’t turn away. I knew I had to but i couldn’t. I started to reach up. I don’t know what I was planning on doing. But before I could get anywhere she quickly spun around. 
“and in here” her hand spread apart her arse cheeks. I could see the sand. I could wipe it away. My finger would wipe across her tiny arse hole. 
“ok darlin go sit back down over there in the water and wash it off” I had to get her to move away. My cock was hard. Chrissy nodded and moved back to where she had been and resumed her original position sitting in the water. 
“I can’t daddy. When I move the sand all gets in worse” she stood up completely naked and walked past me again until the water was her waist where he stood. Now standing behind me and shielded by me from the beach. 
She started moving around again I just sat there watching I moved back away from her abit until I could sit and still have the water cover the bottom of me so Chrissy wouldnt see my hard on. 
She turned back around and yelled back to me “you said you would help me dadddddyy” I knew I couldn’t go to her. 
“it’s okay darlin you can do it you’re a big girl” as I said these words my hand found the waist band of my shorts and i grabbed my cock and stroked it slowly. I must have closed my eyes because next minutes Chrissy right there “what are you doing daddy” she started at me quizzically. From where she was standing with the help of the murky water all Chrissy could see was my hand in my shorts “do ou have sand stuck tooooo daddy” all I could do was nod but I didn’t move my hand. 
“look daddy here comes Bella” I turned and saw Bella as she spotted Chrissy standing naked in the water. Then her walked turned to a run. I smiled but didn’t remove my hand. Chrissy was safe from this monster I had become for another day. I had already crossed this line with Bella. Yet hadn’t crossed the worst yet. I still had enough fucked up reasoning in me. Bella was here to save her sister. I smiled to myself as she stormed towards me. 
BELLA
I thought once I had gotten out of the shower dad and Chrissy would be at the car waiting but they werent. I didn’t want to walk back down the beach after I showered so I waited a few more minutes then realized they weren’t coming so I headed back down the path towards the beach to hurry them up. 
As I got to the edge of the sand I started scanning the beach. There. Dad was still in the water and I could just make out Chrissy standing away from him. As I got down closer to the water i spotted Chrissy walking back over to dad i was just close enough to make them out. I could see most of Chrissy standing up and she was naked. At that moment dad looked up and me and I started to run. Why was Chrissy naked with him. What had he done. This was all my fault. I should never have left her alone with him. 
I was still running as I hit the water
“what are you doing” I screamed at him “why are her swimmers off” 
Chrissy was staring at me. She looked scared. I saw red and stared at our father accusingly then Chrissy tugged on my arm “daddy said I could take it off to wash the sand out because the shower is to far away.” I turned back to dad and noticed one of his hands was down his shorts. His arm was moving slightly in the water, he was jerking off. I looked back up at his face. He was smirking at me. 
“Chrissy” I said smiling at her trying to sound calm and happy. I didn’t want to scare her “it’s ok you go over and wash off I’ll stay here and wait for you” She nodded and started to head away from us into deeper water. As soon as she was out of ear shot I grabbed her swimmers from dad and glared at him “what the fuck are you doing. What you did and still do to me is disgusting. Don’t you ever ever lay a single fucking finger on her” I screamed  in his face. Chrissy was far enough away with the wind and water she could not hear this. I was so angry. When dad spoke he was still slurring a bit. “don’t you ever speak to me like that again young lady” he spat at me one hand still in his shorts still moving. Going faster it seemed. 
“I didn’t touch her, I was admiring” he smirked. I felt sick. I was still standing near him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me down into the water. His expression turned from the smirk to anger. “if your so worried about your baby sister who might I add is as much my property as you, you can get in here and help your daddy out”, i pulled away from him “get off me” I squealed. 
“fine” he pushed me off him but didnt let go i glared at him and his smirk returned “go wait in the car Bella baby. I’ll call Chrissy up and we’ll be up once I’ve helped her get all clean. Like I helped you earlier. If I remember correctly you rather enjoyed that” his hand moved to my thigh and he squeezed hard pulling me back towards him. 
I looked off over at Chrissy just as she turned and waved all smiling and happy. I forced myself to put on a big smile and waved back. I couldn’t let anything happen to her. I had to be her protector now. I turned back towards dad. 
I looked at this man who was meant to protect me and care for me. I hoped he could see the hate in my eyes as I sat down. He knew as long as I would protect Chrissy he would win. 
BILL
I was out of control. I knew that. But to be completely honest if Bella had not come over when she had I don’t know what I would have done to Chrissy. 
I pulled Bella down to my lap hard. I know she felt my hard cock because I heard her squeal as it stabbed at her pussy hole through her bikini bottoms. I didn’t waste any time I started to grind her slowly back and forth over my cock. Not moving too much because I could see Chrissy looking over a little confused to why Bella was on my lap again. I waved and yelled out to her to go a little deeper and wash off like she was meant to be doing. She nodded and moved even further away. That was my queue to moved Bella a little faster. 
I pulled at her thighs to spread them apart over my legs. Then leant in close to her ear. I started to kiss along her neck line. 
“why do you keep doing this daddy” Bella whispered I could hear the tears in her voice. 
That word, daddy, had the opposite affect on me in my current state than it should have. I moved both hands further up her thighs while still grinding her over my rock hard cockI rubbed one hand over her pussy with only her bikini bottoms between my hand and what I wanted. I leant in close to her ear to answer her question “daddy does this because he can princess. And because I know there’s a part of you that wants this. I’ve watched you and you love it. And I know you don’t want daddy to have to look somewhere else do you, I know you want to protect the ones you love. Don’t you Bella” I hadnt stopped moving her back and forth nor had I stopped rubbing her. I heard her start to cry. It made me push harder. 
I felt her give up on that small bit of hope she had that kept her fighting against me even when it didn’t work. It made me move faster.
I felt her go slack as if saying just do what you want. I guess she just wanted it over with. But it made me want it more. I had seen her enjoy things I had done. And now I needed that to justify what I was doing. 
I looked up to check where Chrissy was. I caught her quickly turn back away from us. She wasn’t looking so I went ahead. I wrapped one arm around Bella’s waist holding her arms against her sides pushing her down against me hard and started pushing up into her as I rubbed up against her. My other hand was still rubbing her pussy but seeing as she wasn’t going anywhere I pushed my hand up under her bikini bottoms and rubbed fast and hard at her clit. She was slimy and wet. My finger slipped in between her lips with ease and I felt her draw in a breath i kept it all and rubbed up and down faster and faster. Her breathing became rapid. Short. I could feel her pushing back on to me and up to meet my fingers. I knew not to say anything. I couldn’t break this spell she seemed under. Now I had my reason.  I was not in the wrong she wanted this. 
I became greedy. I wanted more. I pushed my finger inside her tight pussy. Not stopping for a second just going straight for hard fast finger fucking. 
Her head arched back. She let out a loud moan and I feel her cum over my fingers and hand before feeling it wash away again with the water. 
She dropped her head then and the tears really started to come. I looked up. Chrissy was turned looking off to the side. Had she been watching. What did she think was happening. 
Now Bella was trying to pull her legs back together. My hand was still between them. 
I use that hand to move her bottoms down a bit and to the side and place my hard cock against her pussy and continue rubbing her back and forth over me. Bella stops fighting me and shivers occasionally. I get bold and starts to go harder, faster until the head of my cock is starting to try and enter her cunt whole. Just the thought of this makes me cum and as I do I reached up to Bella one hand gripping her hair and pulling her head back to me violently while the other I place in the side of her face and push my fingers in between her lips feeling her tongue brush over it. I feel the wetness of her cheek. I can still feel the tears falling down her face. I pull her harder back into me and I whisper in her ear as I let out one last groan “daddy loves you”
BELLA
My entire body shivers with pleasure and cramps up with horrible sickening feelings at the same time. We are in our way home now. Dad is sober and therefore acting strange not really talking or looking at anyone. He looks sad and I start to feel guilt when I realize he does not deserve any sympathy. 
Chrissy kept trying to talk to dad but was only getting one word responses. “daddy why was Bella on your knee again. We’re you bouncing her again. Cos you never bounce me” 
I looked up waiting to hear a response to this. He said nothing. 
I turned to Chrissy “daddy was just a bit lonely and needed a cuddle. Next time daddy is lonely you can be the one to cuddle him ok.” I hoped she didn’t ask any more questions. I looked at dad. He had a sad smile on his lips. Though I don’t understand what he could be smiling at. 
After an hour or so of driving Chrissy fell asleep. I kept wanting I try and talk to dad while he was sober but I didn’t know how to begin. 
“ah dad?” he looked at me.  I opened me mouth but he just shook his head. 
“I’m sorry” he mumbled ad gave my leg a soft squeeze. I couldn’t reply. I wanted him to know sorry wasn’t enough but I was tired. I fell asleep before I could say anything. And when I woke next dad was laying me onto my bed. I jumped startled at seeing him leaning over me while I slept. He jumped back mumbled more apologies and left as quick as he could. I guess I fell back asleep. 
I dreamt that night that dad had come into my room while I slept. And when I woke I found myself naked from the waist down with my legs spread really wide and he was finger fucking me. He kept saying sorry over and over and over again his hand moving faster and faster and faster until I finally woke up sweating breathing heavy. I sat up turned my lamp on and looked around my room. My door was shut. No light coming from underneath it. I was still in my bathers and sundress I fell asleep in so I got up and stripped off. Grabbing a pair or undies and a singlet I started to get dress again. I slipped the panties up and as I did my hand rubbed against my pussy. I was wet. Not just a little but dripping. I grabbed some tissues and wiped myself then chucked my clothes on and jumped back into bed. 
I lay there a while thinking about my dream. My hand drifting back towards my pussy. I was wet again. My fingers slid up and over my clit down around my arse hole with ease. I kicked my blankets off and lay down flat on my bed. Legs as far apart as I can physically manage. One hand down the front of my panties going wild on my pussy. The other hand squeezing my breast hard. Rubbing the nipple. I was bucking my hips up to my hand and I know I was making a little noise. 
My fingers swiftly darting over my clit the down my dripping wet pussy lips towards my tight arsehole where I push softly before moving back up and pushing my index finger inside myself as far as u can then back up to my clit. I arch my back and close my eyes. I become lost in it all. All I can feel is myself. Im so close to orgasm its feels amazing and I feel my panties move down giving me even more access to my own wet pussy lips. It feels like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I push inside with 2 fingers hard then out and back in faster and faster. I plant my feet firmly on the bed and lift my arse up in the air now rubbing wildly on myself. I start to really let go. I can feel it coming. I can’t even tell if I’m loud or not at the moment. Right as I feel the explosion of pleasure ripple thru me I drop me body back down flat on the bed. Still not opening my eyes. I move my hand back to my clit and touch it lightly. I jump at my own touch. It’s so sensitive. I move my hand away and smile to myself. 
Then I feel the weight in the bed change. My eyes snap open. First thing I notice is my door is now open. Dad is sitting right in between my legs.i can’t close them. My undies are in his hand. As if sensing me he lifts them to his nose and inhales deeply. All I can smell is beer. How much has he drunk. “how long have you been there?” I snap at him “this is my room. My private space GET OUT” 
He grabs at my hair and pulls me close. “shut up before you wake Chrissy. I’ve been here long enough. You were so caught up in yourself you didn’t noticed me remove you panties or rub your arse hole. Or do you just pretend not to noticed because really you want it” he spat the last words at me and pushes my back down on the bed. 
“well is that it slut” he whispers in my ear as he leans down over my naked body. I can feel that he is naked as well. His hard cock keeps getting pushed up against me and rubbing on me as he moved around on top of me “do you like daddy watching you. Do you like daddy touching you. C’mon baby girl tell daddy you love him touching you” he was pressing down on top on me. I could feel his cock against my tummy as he kept talking in my ear. I could feel his hand wrapped around his dick gripping hard stroking back. And forth slowly as he breathed loudly in my ear saying things that made me shiver in both disgust as much as the opposite. He grabbed onto a chunk of my hair and leant in close again “I said do you like your daddy touching you” he pulled my hair harder and forced me to nod “say yes Bella baby. Don’t lie to daddy. Liars get punished. Tell daddy you want him to touch you , tell daddy your a slut that wants it” he laughed but there was no humor in his eyes. Just anger. He moved his hand from my hair onto my throat “tell me slut” with that he started to squeeze. 
I coughed trying to speak. He let up a little. I used this to try and get out from under him. “fucking tell me you little Cunt. Stop trying to fucking lie” he grabbed back on harder than before squeezing until I started to see swirling colors. Then he stopped and asked again ” what do you have to say to me Bella”
I coughed and felt the tears start to fall before I could try to stop them. I looked straight into his eyes and tried to make his see my pain “I … want … you to … touch me … daddy. ” I burst into tears again at this “and ” he says calmly but starts to squeeze a little anyway “I’m a slut that wants it” I spit at him like it’s venom. He throws his head back laughing
“oh well Bella baby if you insist. Spread them legs wide now won’t ya” he knew I couldnt shut my legs if I wanted to. He had made sure of that. He was softly rubbing his hand up and along my legs moving higher slowly. Once he reached my pussy he moved softly he didn’t push. His fingers moved down my pussy lips and straight to my arse hole. He pushed softy like I sometimes do. Then a little harder. Then harder again. Now it hurt. A lot. I tried to move up but he just used my movement to flip me onto my stomach. I felt him spread my arse cheeks.  His finger started pushing back up against my arse hole. Getting harder and harder until I let out a loud cry. Then I felt something different on my virgin bum hole. I could still feel dads finger pushing on it a little faster than before but the pain wasn’t as bad it was sliding in a little each time. I could still feel something else making everything feel better. It took a while but I realized it was my fathers tongue Moving in and around my arse hole. Dad pushed his hand under the front of me and then His hand rubbing fast as possible I’ve my clit. I had my face pushed against my pillows attempting to cover the moans I couldn’t control. I tried to move away this was humiliating. But removing the finger from my arsehole he reached up and pushed down on the back head until I started to struggle to get enough of a breath in. Then everything went black. 
BILL
I was out of control. I was laying in my stomach between Bella’s long tanned legs. I had one finger deep in her arsehole along with my tongue pushing in on it as well. She was dripping wet. My other hand making the most of it in her clit. She was breathing hard. Moans escaping as much as I knew she was trying to hide them. 
Bella started to try and squirm up away from me. Not ready for this to end I removed my fingers and pushed her head back into her pillows. I had a handful of hair. Still rubbing up in her pussy I moved mouth from her arsehole and pulled myself up pushing my hard cock into gap along her dripping wet crack. I let go of her hair and head and started to rub against her. After a few minutes I relized she wasn’t fighting it. 
“princess, do you like this?” no answer. I pulled back and rolled her over. She wasn’t moving. I freaked.  I started shaking her calling her. I felt for a pulse. There. She had obviously blacked out. Now I had my legs either side of her. I pulled her singlet top over her head. 
Now I had my naked teenage daughter naked, passed out and dripping wet. 
I slapped her face a few times seeing if she was indeed out cold. Her lips were parted and I couldn’t resist. I moved up her body and rubbed my cock along her lips, it was dripping with pre cum all over her lips and down her chin. I was squeezing it out as I moved my hand along my penis. 
I pushed my cock in slightly between her lips. I felt it touch her tongue, I shivered I was close to cumming. But I knew I had to make the most of this situation. 
I moved back down til I was back between her legs. 
Running my hands from the top of her thighs slowly down towards her ankles, I lifted them up onto my shower and positioned myself ready to fuck my Bella’s virgin cunt hole. 
I rubbed my cock over and around her pussy lips which were still wet. 
I paused. What the fuck was I doing? Was I really about to cross this line. 
I pushed the head of my cock carefully into her Pussy. 
At the she wasn’t awake. She doesn’t have to know. 
I pushed in a tiny bit deeper and exploded. I wanted to ram my cock into that tight hole so hard but I pulled out and let the cum flow onto her stomach. 
I collapsed next to her completely exhausted. I cleaned her up and tucked her up in bed still naked. 
Then I fell asleep in my own bed naked as well. 
BELLA
I woke confused. Bits came back slowly. Dad in my room. Choking me. I blacked out. Woke up alone. I felt ok. 
I walked to the mirror. There were bruises on my neck and legs. I covered them pretty well with make up. 
I headed to the kitchen only to find Chrissy. 
“Daddy said he was working in his office all day” she smiled and bounced off back to her bedroom to play. 
I spent the morning cleaning the kitchen and doing washing. A friend of Chrissys had come over and they were playing quietly in the bedroom. I had seen dad twice both times her was grabbing beer from the fridge. A nasty smile played on his lips when he looked me over. It made me feel sick. 
I needed to stay busy and not think about him. Just keep my distance and keep an eye on Chrissy. 
I grabbed te vacuum cleaner and turned towards the hallway. Chrissy and her friend came running my way giggling. I asked what was so funny but they both giggled harder and ran back to Chrissy’s room. 
I was vacuuming the hall when the plug pulled from the wall and stopped me right outside dads office door. I could hear little girl talking. 
Oh god. Had Chrissy and Ruth gone back into the office. 
I opened the door as silently as possible. I could see dad sitting at the computer and after a quick scan I realized the voices were coming from the computer.   
What I saw on the screen stopped me in my tracks. 3 little girls, 2 of them looked maybe 7 the other about 12. 
One younger girl lay naked on a bed where the older girl rubs softy at her little fanny. The older girl is straddled over a pillow grinding on it. The second younger girl is doing the same. 
Dad has one hand on his desk, leaning closer I the screen as it zooms I in on the young girl rubbing herself on this pillow. His only hand is rubbing hard on his cock.  And he is breathing heavy. 
I go to pull The door shut before he notices me but it hits my foot and dad spins around still rubbing his cock. 
“were you enjoying the show” he sneers at me. 
“sorry I’m um going to check the girls” I stammer out and turn to retreat. 
“wait baby come here” he shouts after me but I pull the door shut and move as quick towards my room. 
I pause outside Chrissy’s.  I can her the girl laughing and playing. I stop and listen. It doesn’t sound like dad is following me. So for the second time today I open the door quietly just a quick peek to make sure all is good. 
And I wonder if what I see now is worse than before. Ruth who is only a year or so older than Chrissy is naked legs either side of a pillow. Chrissy is naked also but has blankets pulled across her lap. 
“those girls on your dads computer were doing it like this” Ruth said seriously Chrissy nodded and watched on while Ruth started rubbing her fanny in this pillow. 
“move the blankets Chrissy ill do the other thing” Ruth pulled at the blanket as she said this. Chrissy looked unsure then nodded and pushed the completely off. I could not believe what I was seeing. Chrissy had her legs spread apart, Ruth rubbed and poked at Chrissy’s fanny. Chrissy mainly only laughed. Then Ruth pulled Chrissy up and had her sitting on the pillow in the same fashion in front of her. They both laughed and tickled each other as the moved together on this pillow. 
They didn’t know what they were doing. How long had they watched dads movie. Did he know? Did he let them? 
I was lost in thought when I went to leave and I heard Chrissy say my name the same time as dad did. 
I froze. I looked at Chrissy. The look on her face looked as though she didn’t think anything was wrong. But Ruth looked scared embarrassed and guilty. Did she know what she was doing. 
I tried to pull the door shut but dad pulled against it. I stumbled back. Ruth and Chrissy both squealed. Then dad let out an almighty laugh. 
“well well girls what do we have here” he chuckled. Stumbling slightly. How many had he had?
“dad” I started but Chrissy cut me off
“we were just copying the little girls on your movies. They looked like they were having fun”
“and you Ruthy, are you having fun?”he purred at Ruth. 
“um yes I guess so. It feels nice here” Ruth pointed to her fanny. 
I watched dads eyes go wide 
He smiled and inched forward “really Ruthy, show me where?” she pointed again. He moved closer again “so it just feels good on the top there does it” she grinned at her. Ruth shook her head. “um no kinda in there a little bit” she shoulder shy. “so point for me Ruth so I understand” 
Ruth moved her other hand down and pulled her fanny lips slightly apart then put her finger in a little. “there” she smiled. 
Dad moved in and went to touch. 
“dad no” I half yelled “dad can I I’m talk to you outside. 
He stared at me as if remember who I was or where I came from. “in a minute Bella.” he grinned and turned back to the girls. I was frozen. So scared. Dad leans in and touches Ruth on the edge of her fanny lips then smiles at her proudly making her beam. 
” you girls haven’t done anything wrong or naughty, now Chrissy baby did it feel nice in the for you too?”
He inched towards Chrissy as she nodded shyly. His smile was huge. 
“dad, talk now. Outside” I grabbed his arm he smacked me away. 
“do you want to show daddy where too” she hesitated and dad quickly added “be a really good girl like Ruthy here” Chrissy sat up straighter and moved her legs apart. “in here” she pushed in at her fanny and whispered. Dad moved in to touch and I grabbed him harder than before. 
“girls gets dressed. Dad needs to talk to me now. Just go play normal. Don’t do that again please.” dad was grinning as I pulled him from Chrissy’s room and into his. I slammed the door and turned on him. 
“are you mental” I screamed “what are you going to do if Ruth goes home to re tells this story, and how dare you lay your hands on them.” I could not control my self, I stepped forward and slapped his face hard. 
He just stood there and stared at me before calmly saying “Bella, I would like you to remove your pants and undies please” he was calm but that look in his eye was dangerous. I was scared. I started to shake me head. “do as I say or go tell Chrissy to come here or better yet save Chrissy and send me Ruth.” he layed back in his bed and closed his eyes “make up your mind Bella” 
I pulled my pants down then my undies and was left standing there in only a thin singlet top. 
Dad opened his eyes and sat up grinning eagerly. He picked up a pillow and threw it over to me. 
“you know what to do”he laughed. 
I started at the pillow then up at him. “are you serious”
He got up and walked over to me, grabbing me by the hair he pushed me down onto my knees using his free hand to position the pillow under me. My pussy was pushed up hard against the pillow dad was on his knees behind me. Forcing me to keep grinding back and forth. At first it rubbed and hurt but as my pussy grew wet it felt better. Dad was fully clothed at least. But he was grunting as he Pushed into the back of me. 
“moan baby, moan for daddy baby” he grunted in my eyes. I did nothing. He grabbed my hair harder. “moan now bitch”
I moaned a little just trying to get him to stop hurting me. His free had now rubbed my moist pussy. “louder” I got a bit louder. Noticing my moaning was turning me in more. “a lot louder than that” he pulled back hard
“dad the girls are next door” I snapped back. He wasn’t discouraged. “I told you I wanted louder.” I moaned out really loud. His hand got faster in my pussy and I let out another before u realized what was happening. The pillow below me was wet all down the side. 
“that’s it girl, keep it up, maybe a little more” I did what I was told before he felt the need to inflict pain. My moans came out louder and faster and he started to join in with me. A knock at the door sent me into silence. I tried to scramble up and cover myself but dad pulled me back into him “did I say stop moving” he whispered at me and started forcing me back and forth again. Still rubbing me. “or tell you that you could stop moaning” I started rubbing back and forth and moaning a little not like before but he seemed satisfied. 
“who’s there” he sing song answered the knock. 
“it’s us” Chrissy and Ruth replied in unison. 
“oh good girl come in I want to show you something” I tried to turn and look at him he pushed me back. 
I stopped moaning he pushed at me til I started again. I looked up and was met with but Chrissy and Ruth watching me in this pillow with dad behind me still grunting. Not ashamed at all. My moans were now sounding more like whimpers. Chrissy looked on at us with curiosity in her eyes. But Ruth’s eyes went straight to my fathers hand on my pussy. She smiled. 
BILL
Today was turning out ok. 
Right now I had Bella half naked straddling a pillow pushed up against me. Her pussy was so wet my fingers kept slipping in. 
Now Chrissy and Ruth and walked in. Both so innocent. I going to show them that Bella was wrong before. It’s ok from the girls to do stuff like this. As long as daddy can watch. 
I felt on top of the world. 
Chrissy was watching us both. But Ruth was watching my hand rub furiously over Bellas pussy and she was smiling. 
I leant in close to Bella’s ear.
“moan louder, and fucking smile” she did as she was told and Chrissy spoke up. “what are you doing with Bella daddy” 
“it looks fun” Ruth added before I’d answered Chrissy. 
“I was helping Bella get that nice feeling in here” I pushed my fingers in between Bella pussy lips and Chrissy looked down for the first time. 
“why is Bella cryng” Chrissy asked. “maybe you can hop out just until Bella feels all happy again Then maybe you can come back in” Chrissy nodded and walked towards the door. “c’mon Ruthy let’s go back to my room ” Chrissy asked. 
“Ina minute Chrissy. I’ll catch up.” 
Bella hung her head.
“what can I help you with Ruthy” I asked smiling at her. My hand was still rubbing Bella and small moans were escaping. Ruthy just kept watching. 
“can I um maybe touch it” she asked shyly. 
“what” Bella asked alarmed. 
“if that’s ok. Ive never touched one with hair.” 
Now I could help but smile. Ruth was maybe 8 tops. Where was this coming from. 
“of course, Bella doesn’t mind do you Bella?” I placed my hand under her throat as I said this all she did was shake her head, I nodded at Ruth to continue. 
She got down on her knees and pushed one fingers into the hair then pulled down Bella’s lips. She was smiling when she looked up at me. 
“it’s all warm and gooey” 
Then her finger found its way down to mine and she pushed inside Bella along my finger. She never took her eyes off me. 
At that moment I realized I was being seduced by a child.  And to be honest I wanted that girl alone with me but I knew I should just get rid of her for a while. 
“okay sweetheart. Back to Chrissy.” I’ll come see you once I’m finished here” she nodded and stood but didn’t move. 
I wondered how far this little girl would go. 
I stood and told Bella to lay in the bed. She stood and walk over knowing by now there was no point in defying me. 
Ruth never took her eyes off me as I positioned Bella how I wanted and spread open her legs wide. 
“off you go princess. This is grown up stuff now. Your just a little girl” she turned and headed towards the door looking rather upset. Then stopped and turned back. 
I locked eyes with her as I removed my top then my shorts. Leaving me completely naked with they hard cock sticking straight up in front of me. 
I walked towards the bed. Bella tended. I checked to make sure Ruth seen the next bit. 
Ruth was captivated. I leant down and licked softly between Bella’s pussy lips. 
I heard both Bella’s and Ruth’s breath catch in their throats. 
Bella moaned as Chrissy asked 
“what does that feel like”
“it feels wonderful for a girl Ruthy baby” I got up from the bed and walked towards Ruth naked. She was wearing a top and a short little frilly skirt. 
She smiled up at me as I stopped I front of her
“now darling I told you this was adult time. Your not an adult yet princess” I took a risk and reached down to her thigh. Her smile didn’t waver. I moved up further until my hand was sliding under the hem of her skirt, she moved forward a little and lifted onto her toes. I ran my fingers lightly up the inside of her thigh then took a deep breath moved over to feel her tiny fanny covered in little knickers. But there wasn’t any knickers to feel. She mustn’t have put them back on or maybe hadn’t worn any. 
So My hand rubbed up on her child sized fanny making her giggle and me start to sweat. 
“you’ll be a big girl like Bella soon sweetheart just go play with Chrissy for a while so I can finish playing with Bella. Then maybe we can play”
She smiled and left. I closed the door behind her. 
“wow Bella, you may have some competition”  I laughed. 
Bella just stared past me. I couldn’t be fucked with her bullshit right now I needed a beer. 
BELLA
It was a new disgusting low. And what was wrong with ruth. 
Dad just got up and left. I can’t move. I’m tired. I’m scared. And I’m over it all. I roll over and look for dads old stash of alcohol under the bed. There. Vodka. 
I unscrew the top and take a long drink. 
God what was Ruth teaching my sister. Why was this happening. 
Another long skull. 
I can feel it going to my head fast. 
I sit up. The pillow dad had me on is lying at the end of the end. I pick it up. It’s still wet. 
I glance at the closed door then rise up onto my knees and stuff the pillow between my legs pushing my pussy into the side. 
I start riding it slowly at first until I feel the wetness return to my pussy. Then i get faster riding it more like a cowboy now. My nearly full bottle of vodka is now nearly empty but I’m happy. I can’t remember why I was angry. This feels good. I lean back over the side of the bed swapping my now empty bottle for a half full one that was there. 
Then I mount my pillow again and away I go. 
My bottle gets lighter and so do I. 
My free hand finds my clit. 
It’s feels great. 
My vision is a little blurred but I can still see. I can feel myself getting closer. I bucked and moan. Then collapse back Ina heap on my fathers bed. 
After a few minutes I decide to get up and wind up landing on my face in the floor. I notice my nearly empty bottle and finish that off before attempting to stand again. 
I didn’t think I’d make it to the door. 
I lay there on the floor for a while thinking. 
Then I suddenly remembered Chrissy. I stood slowly. I had to go make sure she was ok. 
I passed my own room. Empty. Then Chrissy’s room. Also empty. Whe I got the kitchen I found Chrissy up at the bench. She looked upset. I could tell she had been crying. I froze. What if dad had hurt her. It would be all my fault. I decided there and then that I would whatever I had to to protect Chrissy. 
I moved toward her slowly. Then realised I was still only wearing a singlet top. I pulled it down enough to cover my pussy. 
“Chrissy , sweetie what’s wrong?” 
“it doesn’t matter” she snapped at me. 
“Chrissy you can tell me anything.”
“dad cares about you more, loved you more” she choked up a bit. 
“no he doesn’t bub. I promise. He loves you more than anything.”
“no he doesn’t he even likes Ruthy more!” she screamed at me. 
Ruthy. Shit I forgot about her. Where was she. Where was dad?
“what do u mean, where are they anyway” 
“they are in the den, daddy took us in there so we could watch some more movies with him. And then Ruth asked if she could sit on his knee” she was sobbing now “and daddy said yes but when I asked he told me to wait. When I asked again he yelled at me and told me to come inside”
She ran over and gave me a cuddle. 
I know There was a thousand other questions I should have asked, but the first thing that came to my head came out “what was on the movies Chrissy?” 
” lots of stuff. Mainly movies about little girls who are really good and help there daddy’s , daddy said the girls were all having lots of fun, I liked the movies” she looked at me with tears in her eyes. 
“oh sweetheart. They aren’t movies for kids. You shouldn’t be watching them. Why don’t you go play in your room and I’ll go get Ruth” I asked. 
“I don’t want to play with Ruth anymore. I want her to go home!” Chrissy yelled back as he stomped to her room. I heard the door slam. I was just happy she was safe. 
BILL
I took both girls to the den so they could see some more movies. 
The first one was of 2 little girls playing with each other while a man sat and watched. 
And yes I was trying to make it a reality. I kept making comment but it seemed only Ruthy got the hint. I watched her try and put her hand between Chrissy’s legs. But Chrissy moved. Ruth tried 3 more times each time kooky at me after Chrissy moved away I nodded trying to tell her to try again. 
Then Ruth asked to sit on my knee. I remembered the no panties thing and quickly agreed to it. 
She got straight up and I didn’t have to do a thing she started grinding. Chrissy kept asking to get up and I kept telling her to wait then I snapped. I told her to go inside and wait there. 
Now It was just me and Ruthy. It was strange though. I was used to having to force Bella and part of me enjoyed that.  But I didn’t need that with Ruth. 
“can you please put your hand on there again please” she half turned to ask.  How could I say no to that. 
“oh of course I will sweetheart, you can call me daddy if you want” 
She jumped off and for a second I thought I blew it but all she did was squeal “daddy really that’s so cool I don’t have a daddy, but now I do” she climbed back up this time facing me and started back up running on me. I moved my thumb to her fanny and rubbed lightly. 
“Ruthy baby”
“yes daddy”
“do you want to try something new with your new daddy”
She nodded eagerly “ok daddy”
I slid her off me, and yes sold was the right word she was bloody wet for an eight year old. 
“put your mouth around daddys cock”
She nodded and got staright to it. 
Oh my fucking god. She was sucking like a pro. It took all my willpower not to ram her head down my cock but I knew she wouldn’t be able to. O and on she went getting new in her mouth than I thought possible. When I finally blew my load I pulled her back and shot it all over her face. 
“baby have you don’t that before”
She smiled shyly and replied “lots of times. Mummy’s boyfriend showed me how”
I was gob smacked. “what?”
“um yea I do it for Danny sometimes”
“does your mother know” 
“yes she watches”

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