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Taking Beth part 1

Beth is finding it difficult dealing with her brother being inside and then he gets beaten up. Beth is then blackmailed but finds giving into the demands of the prisoner and being controlled by him to her liking

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Doggy Styles 3 – Loving Duke

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Awakening pt. 5 (3)

I looked down into the valley towards the temple, surrounded by statues of naked gods and women. The sun shone through the clouds and the lone oak tree, which sat atop the hill I was on, swayed gently, leaves glittering in the sunlight.
“Going well?” a voice asked behind me,
“Not bad, well, pretty good, actually,” I said, smiling to myself. I sat down amid the roots of the tree and turned to face my mother, with the sun behind her, her body was framed with an almost angelic halo and her hair, which she’d made gold since I last saw her, flickered like tinsel on Christmas.
“Oh really?” she asked, smiling knowingly, “Do tell.” She sat beside me in the roots of the tree, the sun slowly crawling lower in the sky on its arcing path.
“Well, there’s Jess, whose now got a new girlfriend, the ex of the guy who was originally bullying her. There’s Hannah, who despite my demands, still remains a slut,” I smiled thinking ahead, “She’ll probably need another visit,” I added.
“What about you?” my mum asked, smiling kindly.
“What about me?” I replied, turning to face her a bit more.
“Have you seen anyone yet?”
I thought about it for a while, flicking through all the girls at school, I’d nearly reached the end of the list when I realised there might actually be someone.
“I dunno, maybe,” I said finally.
My mum just sat there smiling.
“Oh god yeah!” I cried after a minute, “How’s Emma?” I asked, feeling guilty I hadn’t thought about her in such a long time.
“Oh she’s fine,” my mum said brightly, “She’s really settling in well,” ever since, that fateful night when mum had bumped into my eating out my sister’s friend, and my sister’s lips wrapped around my cock, Emma had gone to live in my mum’s mansion type house, in Olympus.
“You can see her soon, if you want?” she said,
“Oh yeah please,” I nodded enthusiastically.
“Good,” my mum paused for at least two whole minutes, “She misses, you,” my mum said quietly, “Every night she asks if she can see you, this time I can say yes.”
We both sat in silence as a remembered my little sister, I hadn’t seen her for nearly three years, she’d be eleven by now.
“Oh that reminds me,” my mum said, sitting up. “You’re other powers, I forgot all about them!”
I sat expectantly,
“Right,” she started, “You already know about the ones I’ve already told you. You know, invisibility, teleportin’, the voice thing . . .” she let the sentence fade.
“The ones you don’t know are much, much cooler,” I grinned in anticipation.
“There’s a problem though,” she said, my grin didn’t so much as die as had a catastrophic stroke.
“In the same way you unlocked your original powers, you have to unlock new ones,” she paused, “By honouring me,”
“By shagging?” I asked,
“Yeah,” she said slowly, disliking my crude description.
“Like, for example,” she said straightening back up. “If you wanted to be able to converse with animals, you would have to honour in a specific way, let’s say, by masturbating in a certain position, or something like that,”
“Oh, right,” I mumbled, damn rituals! “Can I actually talk to animals?” I asked a little les glum.
“Yeah, I think so,” my mum said, “Anyway, next time, when I come talk you to see Emma I’ll show you another temple so you can get a few ideas.” I grinned,
“Yeah, that’d be good.”
“Good,” she repeated, “I’ll see you in a bit then,” she smiled. A second later I was stood in the middle of my room, hearing weird giggling noises next door.
I changed out of my school clothes and into some footy trackies and a Man U top. Stepping outside, I knocked quickly on Jess’s door and leaned inside.
“You two still at?” I asked smiling. Suffice to say, they were. Jess was lying on her bed, her boobs bouncing as she giggled, a bed sheet covering Becky, who was between Jess’s legs doing something I’m sure involved tongues.
“Oh my god!” exclaimed Becky who fell of the bed, sheets unravelling and leaving her naked on the floor.
“Hi Ry,” said Jess, un-fazed. Becky however, had scrabbled up some sheets and had made a desperate effort to wipe Jess’s Juices off of her face, and cover her naked body.
“Wh . . . What the . . . omg!” Becky managed,
“God,” I moaned, smiling, “Calm down,” I looked back towards Jess, “I’ve got football in half an hour, you wanna come?” Jess frowned for a second before nodding, slowly.
“Yeah, yeah okay, I’ll come,” she looked questioningly at Becky, still on the floor,
“Yeah okay whatever!” she cried, desperate for me to leave,
“Right okay then, half an hour, yeah?” I looked at Becky one last time before I shrugged to Jess and went downstairs.
By the time Jess and Becky had showered and dressed I was on seven hundred and sixty three kick-ups (yes . . . with my powers = P).
“You ready?” I asked, looking the girls up and down. They were both wearing jeans, and Becky had borrowed a top of Jess, they’d both grabbed two coat-like jackets from jess’s room and made their way downstairs.
“Yeah, were ready,” nodded Jess, Becky arm hooked around hers.
We walked to the astro-turf pitch we trained on, and on the way we talked about random stuff like which actors they thought were fit, and their favourite celebrities and other meaningless gossip.
When we got there, Jerrad probably the closest thing I thought of as a friend, called out to me,
“Hey, Ryan, You scored pretty good there mate!” he was grinning like a fool as he saw my face,
“She’s my best mate, you retard,” I laughed as his face dropped, “an’ that’s her friend,” I laughed as his joking melted off his face,
“Oh well,” I consoled him, “Unlucky there.” His face rose a bit and we headed off to the rest of the team and the manager, who everyone called the ‘Chief’.
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After the warm-up and we were three nil, down, (I try not to use my powers too much at football, I want to be good, but not a cheat.)
Jess laughed as Jarred, who was on the other team, slipped past me and a defender and slotted one right in the top-corner.
“Ryan you moob!” she laughed, “I could do better than that!” I looked at her for a second, and then at the chief,
“Hey, Chief, we’re a man down, can Jess play,” some of the other lads laughed at the thought of playing a girl, but the Chief just shrugged so I yelled to jess and soon she’d thrown of her coat and ran through the gate that led onto the astro-pitch.
“Bring it.” She said, grinning, as we kicked off.
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Soon after we were four three down and Becky had been invited by the Chief’s wife to sit in the car with a coffee so she was happy.
Two minutes later a played a cross through the air to the feet of Brad, one of our players, who then lobbed it into the box. To our entire amazement, Jess leapt in the air, spun, volleyed the ball in mid-air, and landed, spinning as the ball shook the netting behind.
All of us stood in a kind of stupor as we replayed in our heads what had just happened, before the Chief clapped his hands and had us finish.
Me and Jess laughed along with the rest of the team as we walked back to the Chief’s car. I got there and was taking to Jerrad when Jess came up and tapped me on the shoulder,
“Where’s Becky?” she asked, worried.”
“Dunno,” I shrugged and asked the Chief’s wife where Becky had gone, apparently she went to find a bin fifteen minutes ago, but then she’d been stopped by some lad, and they’d gone the second she looked again.
Jess looked at me, thinking the same thought ‘Tyler’.
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Fifteen minutes earlier.
“Thanks, Mrs Heath,” said Becky stepping out of the car, “I’m just gonna’ go find a bin.”
Becky stepped out and saw Jess slide tackle the ball away from someone almost twice the size of her and then hit the crossbar.
The carried on walking, not really watching anything in particular, when she bumped into someone.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry I didn’t –” she stopped as she saw Tyler in front of her.
“What, d’you want?” she asked, half afraid, half annoyed,
“You!” he growled, and the half afraid flooded her entirely,
“Wha-” Becky managed before he grabbed her with both hands, clamped on hand over her mouth and hauled her into a side-alley.
She tried to scream as his hand went between her legs but his other hand was still over her mouth.
As if sensing her intent, her pulled out a roll of tape and clamped her jaw shut.
Then, with his other hand freed, he tore the coat of her shoulders and attacked her shirt.
He ripped it in two in his violent grabbing and her large boobs flopped out got pressed against cold brickwork as he spun her around and bit off the clip of her bra.
He resistant her attempts to defend herself and grabbed her jeans pulling them too her knees, he pulled her frilly white panties (also borrowed off Jess ;D) down to her knees squeezed her shivering butt cheeks.
He got to his knees and ravaged her butt hole with his tongue, revelling in every movement she made to stop him, causing him yet more pleasure.
He stood after a minute and released his cock, seven inches long and easily two wide, he entered her from behind, pounding against her and grunting every time his balls slapped against her cheeks.
He felt the blood pumping around, and she clenched to try and keep him out, but it only heightened his pleasure. She writhed against him like a trapped snake but she struggled to move at all.
He groaned as he launched his seed deep into her arse. Her grunted again as he spun her around to face him and began playing with her tits.
He bit them hard and nibbled them so that squeals of pain escaped her mouth, even taped up.
He squeezed them as hard as he dared, and then, when his cock had re-filled itself he aimed his rod into her as-yet, un-penetrated-by-cock vagina.
He grunted as he ploughed back into her and her clenched muscles squeezed him. He violently licked her tits and she whimpered in fear, a fight having fled from her limp body as soon as he had rammed himself inside her.
The pleasure of finally taking her after so many un-fulfilled breams was beyond imagine. Every movement, be it the heartless attempts of defence or the pump of blood heightened his pleasure and he cummed deep inside her after only two minutes.
He re-dressed, her and himself, whispering in her ear, “
“There’s more where that came from!”
“FUCK IS THERE!!” someone roared in the entrance of the darkened alley, and rugby tackled him into the garbage cans behind him.
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I can’t remember what I yelled as I took out Tyler from the side, I just remember thinking ‘I’m gonna kill this bastard’.
I found myself kneeling on top of him and threw I punch at his face, I felt a satisfying ‘crunch’ follow my knuckles, and a launched another furious punch to the side of his head.
I was about to lay him a third before Jarred, who had seen me and Jess run off, grabbed my shoulders and with a grunt haul me off of him and step between us.
In my anger I shoved him aside and kicked the kneeling Tyler in the ribs, sending him crashing to the floor.
Some more hands grabbed both me and Tyler and hauled is out of the alley. I remember the chief yelling in Tyler’s ear that he’d never get over this!. And when I saw someone, brad, I think it was, tie Tyler up with his own tape I began to calm down.
I leant against the bonnet of the Chief’s car and answered the dumbass questions some copper was asking me. Soon enough Me, Becky and Jess had all lumped into the back of Chief’s car and were following the cop car in front.
all coments welcome as always, any advice whatever. also any ideas on ryan’s powers would be greatly appreciated, i got kinda stuck on that part =)
oh yeah, i nearly forgot, enjoy!

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True Story

Dreams come true

Hi. My name is Matt. I’m from Norway, and I actually wrote this when I was 15. About a year after it happened. Note that it’s the first time I wrote anything, at all, and that there might be some spelling or formulation errors aswell .

Fantasm

Witches Brew-CAW 9-Resubmitted

Witches’ Brew
The Five
She awoke on her sixteenth birthday with a strange feeling deep down in the pit of her stomach. Something had happened. Something had changed. She got up and went into the bathroom where she stood in front of the mirror in shock. Her poker straight blonde hair had turned auburn, curly and she now had piercing green eyes from the baby blue she went to sleep with last night. As she stared at herself in disbelief her aunt came into her room to wish her a happy birthday. She also stood in disbelief at the bathroom door.
“Oh my god Nica, I thought it had skipped you, I thought you were safe from it!” she mumbled.
“What did you say? What do you mean skipped me?!” She turned sharply and stared intensely at her aunt Monica.
“I thought the gene had skipped you honey. I’m so sorry. I should have told you,” she stammered.
“WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME!!!” Nica screamed at the top of her lungs.
“It’s the family gene/curse, whatever you want to call it. It happened to mostly every female in our family around the age of fourteen, I guessed you had been spared from it but I guess your just a late bloomer,” she tried to explain as Nica was pacing back and forth in front of her pulling her hair.
“What do you mean curse??” she squinted at her aunt.
“Sit down Nica please, I have to tell you something very important and you need to sit down,” Monica said grimly.
Nica sat on the edge of the bath with her short night shirt on as Monica put the lid down on the toilet to sit on it, she placed her hands on Nica’s knees reassuringly.
“Nica sweetie, we are witches,” she said with a blank expression on her face, waiting on a reaction from Nica.
“WHAT!?” she squealed.
“We are witches,” Monica repeated again.
“What do you mean witches? Witches aren’t real! It’s all hocus pocus, make belief and stuff! Isn’t it Monica?” she said quietly.
“We are very real honey, we just keep it a secret because of how people react like you just did and you are one of us. Do you understand why everyone thinks it’s make believe?” she asked quizzically.
“Better and easier to think something isn’t real than to try and understand it?” Nica said sounding a lot older and wiser than she is.
“Yeah Kiddo, much easier. But you have much to learn and I can teach you a lot more than you can even begin to imagine. You have two years of catching up to make up for,” Monica smirked as she spoke.
Nica raised her arched auburn eyebrows high with anticipation, excitement and a little disbelief. Aunt Monica told her to go in a shower and left her a dress on the bed for when she got out of the shower with a note saying “Come to the basement, ASAP M. x”
She picked up the little red and black shift dress and shook her head thinking this is definitely not my taste but put it on respectfully and headed down stairs to see what her Aunt Monica was up to. As she approached the basement she could hear a bubbling sound like a pot of water on the stove.
“Aunt Monica?………Aunt Monica?…….” she called out but nothing, empty silence.
Nica opened the basement door to see Monica and two other women standing dressed in similar dresses, different colours but the same style. She was about to speak when Monica told her to be silent and enter the circle with perfect love and perfect trust. She walked in trusting her Aunt knowing she would never put her in danger, the three women looked at each other and nodded.
Each of the woman were beautiful and special in their own ways, Monica was of Italian/Scottish decent about forty years old with long dark hair and beautiful tanned olive skin and dark brown eyes. The second woman was called Tasha she was of Polish decent with pale skin, ice blonde hair and the most beautiful blue eyes, she was twenty eight. The third was Nali she was thirty two and of African decent with the most beautiful glowing dark chocolate skin, she looked good enough to eat, with hazel eyes that could hypnotize anyone. Then there was Nica sixteen years old Irish/Scottish decent auburn haired, pale skinned with piercing green eyes.
What do these four have in-common? Why they are all witches here to help initiate the newest of their kind into their world of spells, incantations, potions, lotions, love and lust.
Nica was sat on one of four chairs around a very old round table in the center of the room, the other women proceeded to sit as well after lighting candles, spreading salt around the circle and placing a knife and a chalice full of wine onto the table. Each of the woman took the knife in turn to cut their hand letting the blood drip into the chalice of wine, once all had placed their blood in the chalice they each took a drink asking for a certain power or wish.
Monica asked for power, to be the most powerful witch in the coven, Tasha asked for someone to love her more than anything in the world, Nali asked for the power to change, to shift and Nica well she may have been the youngest but she was the smartest, she asked to have the power over men. They all expected something to happen immediately, nothing, nothing but sheer disappointment.
They sat for an hour to see if anything would happen but sadly no it wasn’t to be, they thought Nica would complete the circle but they were wrong. Nica didn’t complete the circle she empowered it, she was the circle, she had the power and had not even realised until they decided to part ways until the next meeting.
Monica and Nica cleaned up after Tasha and Nali left disappointed they had been waiting for the day that the change happened to Nica but it hadn’t happened when it was expected. When it had happened today their spirits were high with hope but again their hopes were dashed when the circle of power didn’t work.
Nica went to bed early that night without dinner because she felt so exhausted and her aunt had told her it was to do with the change so never put anymore thought into it. The next morning she woke up and got ready to go back to school, she put on her usual clothes but realised her body had changed. Her little girl frame had disappeared, she now sported feminine curves with 36C breasts that appeared overnight and a tight little bubble butt and a small waist.
She tried to hide it under a jumper but there was no hiding those breasts so she decided to use her new body to her advantage, she went into Aunt Monica and asked to borrow clothes as she was still asleep she just waved her hand and mumbled yes. This gave Nica free reign of what to choose, she looked through Monica’s closet and decided on a black pleated mini skirt, white fitted shirt with her school tie and black over the knee socks with pink lace panties.
She put the clothes on and stood in front of the mirror and thought to herself this will make the boys drool, maybe even a teacher or two. She giggled to herself making sure not to wake Monica up, she fixed her hair making sure all the curls were perfect and put the finishing touches to her make up with some black eyeliner to make her eyes stand out more.
Nica went into the kitchen and made some breakfast before leaving for school. She took a photo of herself on Monica’s cellphone and left a note saying “Check out the photo on your phone, woke up like that, decided to use it to my advantage. Borrowed some clothes hope you don’t mind. See you after school, Nica x”
Nica’s best friend Sara picked her up in her car, Sara’s seventeen and just passed her driving test, lucky for her she’s daddy’s little princess. He bought her a brand new car which means Nica gets chauffeur driven to school, saves her walking or getting the school bus.
“What the fuck happened to you Nica??!!” Sara screamed with excitement.
“Don’t ask, it’s been a long weekend Sara,” Nica sighed.
“How are you gonna explain this at school?” she gazed at Nica’s new body.
“Whats to explain? I was overdue a growth spurt!” Nica got defensive.
“Don’t shout at me, I’m on your side. Your gonna get a lot more of this from a lot worse people then me honey.” she hugged Nica as she looked at her not realising she was right.
“I hadn’t thought about that, I guess I can’t hide forever. Can I?” Nica asked already knowing her answer.
“Hell no! You need to show that body off. I would.” she boasted.
“Okay, let’s go then but don’t leave me today Sara. Please?!” Nica pleaded to her.
“Of course I won’t!” she grabbed Nica’s hand.
Sara drove from Nica’s house to school which takes about 15 minutes, she never letting go of Nica’s hand the whole way there. They have been best friends for the past twelve years since they first met in kindergarten age four. Nica had just moved to live with her Aunt Monica a month before hand when her parents were killed in a car accident were she miraculously survived against all odds.
When they reached school Sara parked her car, got out and went round to get Nica out the car only letting go of her hand to get out. Sara opened the door and reached her hand out and Nica placed her hand in Sara’s and squeezed. Sara rubbed her thumb against the back of her hand reassuringly that she was there for her no matter. They stood together next to the car as Sara locked it, people started to notice that Nica was no longer shy, boyish Nica that she was Nica the hottie.
“Are you ready for this? If you’re not we can just go! Drive anywhere you want to go, I’m with you Nica. Just you and me baby.” Sara grinned at Nica.
“I’m ready, as long as you’re with me nothing can go wrong,” Nica smiled.
They walked towards the main doors where everyone hangs around before school starts, they were met by wolf whistles and shouting. Nica closed her eyes and put her head down trying to make it go away when Sara pulled her close, tilted her head up and kissed her forcefully on the lips. Nica kissed her back slipping in a little tongue, the whistle and cheering stopped it was like they had gone deaf. Everyone was watching with open mouths shocked that this little shy girl became a hottie over night and is now french kissing her best friend in front of basically the whole school.
They broke their kiss to see that not only was it their fellow pupils that was watching but also some male teachers, the two of them laughed and walked into the school as the bell had went. Still holding hands, never letting go even as they sat in class next to each other.
The principal sent for Nica and Sara half way through second period they got up when the assistant principal came for them and walked out together still holding hands, they sat outside his office waiting to be called in. The principal called them one at a time Sara first meaning they had to let go of each others hands, Nica sat very nervously still unsure about her new body, family and life of being a witch. The door opened and Nica stood up as Sara came out crying she opened her arms to hug her but she ran past her ignoring her. Sara had never done anything like that before, it must have been the principal, he must have done something or said something to change her.
Nica marched in guns blazing to see Principal Brown sitting at his desk looking very pleased with himself, she was about to change that.
“Hi Principal Brown, what have I done wrong?” she said sweetly.
“Well Nica that public display of affection was completely inappropriate! This is a school not a brothel. What has happened to you? You used to be such a good student why are you acting like this?” he asked me in an icy calm tone.
“I happen to love Sara and I don’t think our public display of affection was any different than a boy and girl kissing on school property. Which does happen all day everyday Principal Brown! And as for what happened to me, I grew up, I’m not a child anymore. I’m expressing my individuality. That’s why I’m acting like this. What are you going to do about it, Sir?” she said sarcastically.
“Well there is a few things I would like to do to you but…..,” he stopped mid sentence.
“But what Sir?” Nica leaned forward on the desk flashing her cleavage.
“Nothing Nica. Forget I said anything. I didn’t mean anything,” he stammered.
“Oh but Sir I think you did mean something. I think you want to bend me over this desk and spank me till I scream, maybe more than that? Maybe get me on my knees under your desk and blow you while you’re having your meetings?” she giggled watching him squirm.
“NICA! That is a completely inappropriate conversation to be having!” he shouted as she walked to the door, locked it and put the key in her panties.
“Well, what are you going to do now Principal Brown? No interruptions just us two,” she raised an eyebrow as she sat on his desk facing him.
“Nica get out now! This cannot happen not now not ever!” he placed his hand on her knee.
“Why did you make Sara cry?” Nica asked as she uncrossed her legs flashing the principal a little preview of her pink lace panties.
“I told her I would send one of you to another school if you didn’t stop the public affection immediately!” he smiled.
Nica stared at him intensely hypnotizing him into a trance to do whatever she wanted. His hand moved further up her thigh past her sock onto bare flesh feeling the tingle his touch gives her she thought to herself, “I might enjoy this more than I though I would.”
“Principal Brown…,” she said in a low seductive voice.
“I want you to do as I say and whenever I command you to do so. In return you can have anything you want from me. Do we have a deal, Principal Brown?” she whispered in a seductive voice.
“We have a deal, Nica,” he replied in a zombie like voice.
“So Principal Brown, what do you want from me? Truthfully I want to know what it is you wanted to say earlier,” Nica said as she opened her legs slightly.
“I want You! Oh I know you’re a tight little virgin and I want that cherry on my desk now!” He jumped up from his chair pushing his crotch between her legs as he held her arms.
“All in good time, Sir.” she whispered seductively putting him back in a trance.
“Now do as I say, leave Sara and me alone and you will have my cherry on your desk soon.” Nica pushed him back into his chair.
Nica got down off the desk and straddled him on the leather chair wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately, slipping her tongue into his mouth massaging his tongue gently as he came out of his trance. He realised what was happening and was bedazzled with the feelings knowing it was wrong but at the same time the lust that grew inside him was overpowering ever other emotion and logic.
“I need you now Nica!” he whispered with lust in his voice as he grabbed her ass and was grinding against her.
“Tonight, rent a room somewhere nice, call me to let me know where and what time, you don’t want you wife finding out do you?” she said as she nibbled on his earlobe.
“Oh you fucking tease! Okay okay, give me you cell number and I’ll call or text you to let you know.” he hissed as he licked and nibbled her neck.
Nica pushed Principal Brown back on the seat as she got off him, he grabbed her ass and pulled her back as he nibbled a little on her uber sensitive nipples through her school shirt making them so erect they were impossible to hide. She pulled his hair making him release her innocent nipples from his sensual grasp she lent down and kissed his lips and walked away to retrieve the key from her panties. She unlocked the door then went back and sat opposite him on the other side of the desk taking a piece of paper and writing down her number and sliding it across the desk, he placed his hand on top of hers as the assistant principal came in she pulled her hand away leaving the paper in his.
“Come along Nica, we have to go find Sara before getting you two back to class,” she smiled sweetly.
“I think I know where she will be. I can go find her myself. You don’t have to come looking as well. I know you are so busy these days Mrs. Brown,” Nica smiled sweetly as she charmed her with her newly found powers.
“Only if you’re sure my dear?” she chirped.
Nica nodded and headed out of the office as no one was around she ran as fast as possible to their secret place and there was Sara, sobbing her heart out crying. She spotted Nica and ran towards her. As they got closer they flung their arms open and hugged each other tightly. They sat down still hugging, Nica trying to calm Sara down as she had been here herself whilst she was in the office with convincing Principal Brown to let them stay at the same school.
Nica explained to Sara the plan was to seduce the Principal to get him to sign the form permitting them to stay and she would do anything to get that form signed, of course Sara was more than eager to offer a helping hand or two. They left school early and went to Nica’s house, Monica was at work so they decided to rifle through her sexy clothes, underwear and toys. As they were looking at some toys Sara found a book, a very old book, she handed it to Nica as they both looked at one another with intrigue. They opened the book to find it was a book of spells and potions for lust and control over the desired one.
“What the hell Nica? Is Monica a witch?” she asked shocked by their finding.
“Erm…….well, promise not to say to anyone?………. We both are witches aunt Monica and I, I only found out yesterday that’s why I changed because it was my time to turn.” Nica babbled uncontrollably.
Sara stared at her blankly unable to comprehend what she has just been told and the fact they had been best friends for twelve years not knowing this about Monica.
“I’m also a witch Nica, my mother is Nali. She told me there was a newly turned witch but never even mentioned it was You! I turned early at the age of thirteen when it wasn’t noticed as much as you were,” she whispered.
“What do you mean you’re a witch? Why didn’t you say Sara? Why keep it a secret from me? We don’t keep secrets,” Nica sighed in disappointment.
They both knew what they had to do tonight. All they were waiting on was the call or text message to say where and when. Principle Brown was in for a shock of a lifetime when he realises he is getting two for one to sweeten the deal. They both packed a bag with things they might need and took the book down to the kitchen to make a little love potion to make sure everything went to plan.
They huddled around the island in the middle of the kitchen with a pot on the stove heating up liquids and melting solids as they chanted the words from the book over and over until it was ready. They poured it into a hip flask and added some rum to disguise the taste. Nica’s phone buzzed as she received a text message saying “Hilton Hotel, room 203, after 7pm,” she read it out to Sara.” By this time it was 6pm so they decided to freshen up by getting into the shower together for a little girl on girl rub down.
They both pinned their hair up to save time restyling as the shower heated up, they both helped each other off with their clothes in sync. Nica removed Sara’s jumper, tie, and shirt before kneeling in front to unbutton her skirt sliding it down over her tight ass straight to the floor. She stared up at Sara looking at her gorgeous body in a bra and panties set. Sara placed her hands out and pulled Nica up and returned the favour by pulling her close and taking her tie off then her shirt and skirt. She reached around Nica’s back unhooking her bra letting her newly found C cup breasts jiggle free, she walked around to her back running her hands down over her shoulder’s to then cup her pale milky white breasts and running her thumbs over Nica’s rose coloured nipples.
Nica took Sara’s hand and walked to the shower opening the door, sliding her panties off and removing Sara’s underwear for her before stepping into the shower and pulling Sara in behind her. The hot water cascaded of over their young bodies as they held each other close in a deep embrace, passionately kissing one another as they let their hands roam over each other naked bodies, as they touched, caressed, rubbed and enjoyed each other. Nica got down on her knees and pushed Sara to the wall spreading her legs apart as she started to lick her clit and rub her lips at the same time making Sara moan gently. As Nica sped up her tongue motion she slipped two fingers gently inside Sara making her arch her back and lower herself onto her fingers more, Nica picked up speed with her hand being more intense as she was fingering her with three fingers now as she licked and rubbed her clit. As they were getting into it Sara heard someone downstairs, she was trying to tell Nica that Monica was home from work but she couldn’t as she was in the middle of cumming and Monica walked in on them in the shower as Sara was cumming.
“What’s going on here?!” Monica shouted.
Nica fell over as she was so startled that she was home and she didn’t hear her, Sara tried to cover herself up while Monica was staring at the two of them and what they were actually doing.
“Aunt Monica! What are you doing home?” Nica stammered.
“It’s quarter to seven Nica, what the hell?!” she looked at them ashamed.
“We have to go! Sara we have to go!” Nica shouted grabbing a towel.
They both grabbed towels and ran to Nica’s bedroom to get ready, Monica followed then to find out what was going on and why they were acting strange towards her. They slammed the door in her face locking her out whilst they grabbed sexy underwear and little outfits to get Principal Brown going. Monica was banging on the door telling them to let her in but nothing not a sound, no one was there, they had climbed out of the window and took Sara’s car and headed for the Hilton Hotel.
Monica called on Tasha and Nali for an emergency meeting to find the girls because they don’t know how much danger they were actually in with the Principal, they all knew what the principal was like with the special girls and they needed to gather around the circle and chant to try to find the girls before it was too late.
They looked into the mirror to see the Hilton Hotel and the girls going into room 203 with Principal Brown holding the door open with a big smile on his face. Monica, Tasha and Nali ran to their cars and drove to the hotel as fast as possible to try and save them from losing their powers before they’ve learned to use them.
As the three elder witches were driving to the hotel Nica and Sara were explaining why they were both there as Sara poured the principal a drink laced with the potion they had made earlier. He looked astounded as he listened to them explain their proposition. He took a seat in the brown leather chair watching the girls help each other undress revealing Nica wearing a black silk bra and panties set with stockings and Sara wearing the same black silk bra and panties set but with fishnet tights on, Sara picked up Principal Brown’s drink and strolled over with to him swaying her hips. Nica sat on his lap as Sara walked behind him and rubbed his shoulders as he drank his drink unaware of what was in it or what they were trying to do to him.
“Just relax Principal Brown,” Nica hissed sexily looking deep into his eyes as she undid his tie.
“Call me Richard girls, please.” He placed his free hand on Nica’s thigh.
Sara pulled his hair tipping his head back towards her as she dove in for a passionate kiss, Nica pulled off his tie and undid the buttons on his shirt kissing down neck and chest as she slipped onto her knees on the floor at his feet. Richard pulled away from Sara as he could no longer feel where Nica was in the room, Nica smiled up at him from the floor as she reached up to his belt and undid it. Sara came around to join Nica in front of the principal, she then reached down to Nica and pulled her up kissing her so hard they bumped heads, their hands roamed freely and without a care as they kissed giving the principal a show he’d never forget.
Sara’s hands pushed Nica’s bra straps down as she kissed down her neck and across her chest, she reached around and unhooked her bra letting it fall to the floor as her breasts were gently set free her nipples became instantly hard. Sara moved down kissing over her breasts working slowly toward the nipples teasing the aerolas with the tip of her tongue before completely covering them with her mouth to lick and suck on them slowly. Nica closed her eyes and ran her hand through Sara’s hair pulling on it slightly as she sucked and licked her very sensitive nipples. By that point Richard had gotten up from the chair after finishing his drink, removed the rest of his clothes and laid down on the bed to watch the two girls kissing, touching, sucking and licking each other, this is when he became very aroused by them.
He thought to himself, “If I can cum inside these girls before they have been bound to the circle I can steal their powers for myself to make me one of the most powerful warlocks in the country.”
“Sara, Nica come join me here,” he said as he patted the bed next to him.
“Well I guess you enjoyed what you saw by the looks of things!” Nica sniggered.
“Are you jealous Pricipal Brown? Do you want some of us?” Sara teased as she licked Nica’s neck.
“Get your asses over her now! And I told you two to call me Richard! Don’t make me spank you,” the principal demanded.
“Oooh, promises promises, Richard,” the two girls said in harmony.
He raised his eyebrows thinking to himself maybe he was in over his head as he started to feel funny then realised that they had gave him some kind of potion but he was about to have his fantasy fuck so was not going to say a word that he knew what they had done. They walked over to the bed holding hands as Richard grabbed Sara’s bra and ripped it clean off her body, she gasped at the shock of it and Nica jumped back letting go of her hand. He took that opportunity to pull Sara on top of him rolling over on top of her pinning her down he licked her nipples like a hungry cat that just got some milk. She wriggled under him as he furiously licked and went onto suck her nipples as Nica could do nothing but watch, she started to say a phrase over and over nothing happened. She ran over to the bed pushing him to try get him off Sara but it was too late she had started to cum and was enjoying it, he grabbed Nica and threw her on top of the bed as he pulled Sara’s panties down finishing her off by just rubbing her erect clit a few times making her cum so hard she passed out.
“Now it’s your turn,” he said smugly with a grin on his face.
“It wasn’t meant to be this way!” she exclaimed.
“You gave me the potion, you have to deal with the consequences Nica!” he told her sternly.
She looked at him shocked that he knew about the potion and still drank it knowing what it would do to him, the lust, the passion. He reached down to her panties and ripped them of her body leaving scratches, he pushed her legs apart and placed his hand on her lips rubbing back and forth gently then picking up speed. It wasn’t too long before she was gasping, moaning and dripping wet.
“Well Nica that didn’t take very long, you seem ready for cock. Are you?” he questioned her not really caring about her answer.
She couldn’t answer him as he was still rubbing her clit and sliding a finger in her tight pussy making her moan, grunt and breathe heavy. She grabbed onto the bed sheets as she was about to cum he stopped rubbing her clit and fingering her, he got off her and stood at the bottom of the bed looking at the two girls that he had made dripping wet. He thought to himself, “This is what i love about being a principal!” He then climbed back onto the bed, cock in hand stroking to Nica’s pussy before lowering down onto her and positioning the head just between her labia at the opening of her wet pussy. She begged for him to fuck her, this just made him want to slam deep and hard right into her immediately after she begged. He tried to control it but the potion was too much it took over him, he plunged into her right up to his balls feeling every muscle and bump inside her. She gasped and cried out as their pelvises met with a thud, this woke Sara up as she had passed out with pleasure next to them.
She turned to watch when she saw the pain and pleasure on Nica’s face she reached over and started to play with her nipples to help ease the pain and increase the pleasure. Just as Richard and Nica were cumming together there was someone banging on the door. Nica, Sara and Richard all knew who it was and none of them wanted to open the door when suddenly it burst open and the three elders Monica, Tasha and Nali stormed in. Nica was cumming as was Richard when they burst through the three elders pulled the principal off of Nica as they knew what he was trying to do, as they did he came all over Nica and Sara. They dropped him on the floor and Monica and Tasha grabbed the two girls wrapping them up in bed sheets and sitting them on the couch as Nali closed the door.
“What the hell were you two thinking!?” Monica and Tasha shouted as Nali tied Principal ‘Richard’ Brown to the chair.
“He was going to send us away to separate schools, he was going to split us up! He said he would do it if we didn’t do as he said or asked,” Sara cried as Nica held her in her arms stroking her hair.
The three elders looked at each other and went into a huddle whispering so quiet no one could hear them, the three turned to the principal held hands and started to chant a spell. Nica and Sara looked on with astonishment not believing their eyes, they were watching the principal being bound to the chair, tightly bound.
“We bind you Richard Brown from doing harm to yourself and to others, we bind you Richard Brown from doing harm to yourself and to others, we bind you Richard Brown from doing harm to yourself and to others,” the three repeated.
They chanted this until he had no remaining hold over the girls and they could speak and join the elders to bind the principal and complete the chant.
The elders got the girls ready to go back to Monica’s house. Nali drove them back as they had much to discuss, as for the principal Monica and Tasha got him ready and also took him back to the house, they had something planned for him, something very interesting indeed.
Tasha took him to see Nali who put a silence spell on him as he was trying to cast, then she put a black hood over his head and sat him on the couch. The three elders changed into black cloaks with nothing underneath and the two girls had to wear white cloaks with nothing underneath either. Nali took Principal Brown outside as the others gathered the candles, they followed Nali outside who had lit a fire and placed five seats around it with the principal sitting on the ground behind them. They each joined the circle by age each standing until everyone was there then they sat down. Nali led the binding as she was the one with the most experience.
“By the power of Air, Earth, Fire, Water and Nature we bind thee, by the power of air, earth, fire, water and nature we bind thee, we bind thee, we bind thee!” they all chanted until a bolt of lightening came across the sky hitting the fire making The Five all fly back off their chairs. They all got up and made sure everyone was okay forgetting about the principal who is the key to their binding.
Nali went over to him once she realised he wasn’t moving she checked his pulse to make sure he was still alive, he grabbed her hand and gasped for air. Now that they had been bound together in the circle they had released the full potential of their power, all that was left to do was for Nica and Sara to get Principal Brown to cum inside them to transfer his powers to them.
The elders Tasha and Nali laid the principal out on the garden pulling his trousers and shirt off holding him down as Monica started to lick his cock to get it hard for the girls to get his seed, she started slow by teasing him with just the tip of her tongue over and around the head as one of her hands worked his shaft whilst the other gently cupped and rubbed his balls. She then took the head of his six inch cock into her hot wet mouth sucking hard as she slid up and down the shaft twirling her tongue as she went. She then let her hand do the work on his shaft as she went onto suck his balls into her mouth running her tongue over them she could feel him ready to cum, she stopped and called on Nica.
Nica lifted her cloak and lowered down onto his rock hard cock as she slid onto him and rocked back and forth. He started to spasm making him grab onto the grass and dirt as he shot stream after steam of hot cum inside Nica forgetting he was losing his powers in that transfer of fluids. Nica kept riding him making sure she was getting all she could from him, he came again but just a tiny spurt into her. The elders then got the sacred chalice and got Nica to stand over it as they collected the cum from the principal, they then gave it to the two girls to equally share between them to evenly distribute the powers from him. The Five then offered the principal as a sacrifice to complete the transfer of power to the two new witches in the circle. Nica and Sara then both held the special knife and cut open his chest, removed his beating heart and watched him die. They could feel the power grow inside of them as the heart stopped beating in their hands until it was no longer and the transfer was complete.
The Five were the strongest circle of witches in the country and what they didn’t realise was that he had more power than they ever had imagined possible making the girls the most powerful witches in world.
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Their Valentine Surprises

Part 1: HIS VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE
She had been flying for many hours and awake even longer. The overnight British Airways flight from Tampa to London Gatwick, then a commuter flight to his city. For a matter of four days she had conducted an intense, online relationship with a married British businessman. She was, in fact, his online mistress, arising each morning at 3 a.m. to cyber him (and herself) to orgasm. A mere nudge on her IM screen would bring her running to the computer at any time of day like one of Pavlov’s dogs—and she would always perform to his satisfaction (and hers). She loved her sexual role in his life; even thinking about being his mistress made her warm and wet. Apparently the businessman’s wife didn’t object to his online sex play, but laid down a firm rule against any face-to-face contact. The mistress occasionally kidded him that taking her from behind wasn’t really face-to-face. He’d just laugh and tell her to get back to sucking his cock like a good little slut. And when he talked to her like that, it greatly enhanced her performance—and the result.
The problem she faced the previous day was that Valentine’s Day loomed on the fifth day of their relationship, and she was mystified as to how to handle it. It was too early in the relationship to do—or expect—anything significant, yet no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn’t come up with the ‘perfect’ non-gift. The idea finally hit her on Feb. 13 and she rushed to arrange and catch her flight to England. Once she was on the plane, though she might fleetingly second-guess her decision, she was determined to go through with it. ‘In for a Euro, in for a Pound,’ was her feeling.
She knew what she was doing was pretty crazy, but she’d had more than her share of crazy sexual adventures and wasn’t too worried about that aspect. But, it has been over a year since she had been with a man, since before she left an abusive marriage. There had been a few very enjoyable flings with women, and a couple of wildly-adventurous, half-drunk orgies, but she knew she craved the taste, the feel, the touch of a hard cock. If things worked out, she was about to break a long dry spell. And try as she might to dismiss it as impossible, she knew, too, that her bold move might either end her brief but very satisfying role as an online mistress—or it might elevate it to a new level. That brought a smile to her face, and she blushed a bright red when a flight attendant passing by stopped to comment: “Looks like you’re having a happy thought.” Oh yes, a very happy thought.
A taxicab took her to his office—without a minute to spare, for it was twenty til noon GMT. She paid the cab driver double to wait for her, and entered the huge reflective doors of the office complex. It took her only a minute to find his office. A quick stop in a ladies’ room reassured her that she had somehow survived the travel looking fairly presentable, and she quickly donned the rest of her costume.
Standing now in the outer office, she looked perfectly calm and collected in her uniform-like black pantsuit, with white dickey and black bow tie in the V of the suit jacket. A short-brimmed black cap hid all her hair and was pulled down low nearly to her eyes. A pair of large sunglasses hid much of her face. She thought she might pass for a messenger, but also knew she might look a little too good. She carried a small attach?ase.
The receptionist looked up from her work.
“Yes, can I help you?”
“I have a special delivery for Bruce.”
“I’ll take it.”
“I must give it to him personally.”
“He’s very busy right now.”
“I won’t be long.”
A spark of recognition gleamed in the receptionist’s eyes and she turned to her phone console and pressed the intercom button.
“Bruce, there’s a special delivery for you,” and lowered her voice to a whisper, “I think your wife sent you a stripper.”
The intruder blushed a bit, but kept her composure and thought, Hmm, close.
The receptionist returned her gaze to the woman and said, “You can go in but he’s very busy and he has to leave in 10 minutes for lunch with his wife.” The warning and the accusatory tone were clear.
She opened the door and entered Bruce’s spacious office and took a moment to take in the details, for he was turned away from the door, typing rapidly on his computer
Without turning around, he said, “Just a moment, let me just finish this trade or my wife won’t be able to afford to pay you.”
She smiled as she realized that the deception was still intact. Finally Bruce turned toward her in his swivel chair, saying, “Okay. Let’s see what you’ve got. I have to leave here in 10 minutes.”
She removed her cap, shook her head once and her long, straight blonde cascaded down her back. Keeping her sunglasses on, she unbuttoned the suit jacket and shed it in a single motion by simply shrugging her shoulders once. One more quick move and the dickey-and-tie disappeared. She stood topless before him. She smiled when she saw him staring at her nipples with puzzlement. She knew they were her best feature, and wondered if he was beginning to catch on. His startled look told her that he more likely was wondering how his wife could know that his online mistress had long straight blonde hair and pencil-eraser nipples.
When she removed the oversized wrap-around sunglasses and finally broke into a huge smile, she saw his jaw literally drop.
“Oh…my…God! Gay!?! How did you…how could…you’re not…”
“BA,” she said, and then added, “frequent-flier miles.”
As he came out from behind his desk to greet her she stopped him with an outstretched hand. He clearly intended to embrace her, maybe even to kiss her. That would be going way too far. She had agreed to his wife’s rule about no face-to-face meeting, and was about to further to violate it. But kissing or hugging would, in her mind at least, be even worse. After all, face-to-cock wasn’t face-to-face, she thought wryly.
“The rules, Bruce. But, I’ve come to collect my Valentine’s Day present and there’s no time to talk.”
“But I didn’t get you anyth…”
“No time to talk Bruce. I’m here for my Valentine’s Day present.”
“Oh, shit, Gay, I didn’t know…”
“Not another word about it. I’m about to collect my present now.”
Gay dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbed eagerly at the impressive package that was barely hidden by his wool suit pants. She took the zipper in her teeth, looked up at him with pleading blue eyes and slowly lowered it. She then reached inside and extracted a long, lovely cock and immediately surrounded it with her hungry mouth, laving its entire surface with rapid movements of her tongue. She repeatedly brushed her hard nipples against his slacks and they brought heat and wetness to her loins.
He touched her head everywhere, with long slow strokes along her blonde hair, gently sliding the backs of his hands along her soft cheeks, fingertips tracing the lines of her neck. She felt petted and reveled in the attention.
Her fist grabbed the hardening member and pulled back the foreskin completely, revealing the full purple glory of his engorged cock. Her long tongue explored every crevice and ridge of his cock and spent time circling the base of the cockhead. A few random flicks of her tongue-tip teased the small opening from which would flow her present.
He reached down as far as he could with grasping fingers and found her nipples even more extended than he had ever imagined them to be. He took each between a thumb and forefinger and teased them—tweaking, pinching lightly, pulling a bit. She knew now that the trip would be doubly pleasurable for if he kept it up, she, too, would come. Her own wetness was already soaking her panties and she was glad for their last-minute addition, for she rarely wore them.
“Keep teasing them, Bruce, they love it,” she said as she reached into his pants to bring into view the rest of the package, paused briefly to admire the balls, then went to work with her tongue, tasting each and teasing the opposite with gentle, nimble fingers. She took each into her mouth completely and sucked gently, releasing each with a wet plopping sound.
Returning her attention to his glistening cock, she licked its length on all sides and took the swollen glans into her mouth to suck it, lick it and scrape her teeth along its sensitive surface. Reaching a free hand inside his pants she massaged his buttocks, then gently probed the entry to his anus with a circular motion.
He continued to play with her nipples as she began to take more and more of him into her mouth and throat with increasingly forceful thrusts of her head. Speeding up and feeling his cock begin to pulse she went into the frenzied face-fucking deep-throat mode that she knew would soon bring his release. As his cockhead continued to bang her throat, she began to tease his O-ring more insistently and managed to mumble muffled words from around his plunging pile-driving cock, “twist them, hard, now,” and thrust a finger into his anus.
He began to shudder and so did she as he began to maul her sensitive nipples. His forceful orgasm coated her throat and the inside of her mouth and she worked her tongue to try to capture every last drop. As his pulsations began to subside, hers continued throughout her body and she tried to maintain her concentration on gobbling down every last drop of her Valentine’s Day present. When he had finally stopped squirting into her, she used her tongue to clean his penis, milked the few last drops from it with her busy hands, then gave a final sucking kiss to the tip of his glans, savoring a final taste.
On wobbly legs she regained her feet, wetness pervading her crotch, her entire body flushed red, her face one giant smile as she said, “Thank you for my present, Bruce. It was exactly what I wanted. Now we must both go. You don’t want to be late.”
She put on the suit jacket, buttoned it across her bare breasts, placed the dickey in her pocket, donned the sunglasses, turned to leave and hesitated, tossing him the black cap like a Frisbee.
“A souvenir,” she said as she strode out of his office, still flushed from her own orgasm, a huge smile still on her face from the thought of his.
—
Before returning to her waiting taxi, she put on a sheer blouse she had kept carefully folded in her attach?ase.
At a hotel near the airport she quickly checked in for one night to await her morning flight back to Florida. As an afterthought, she asked if there were a pool and maybe someplace to buy a bathing suit. The front desk clerk sent her to the concierge to obtain a pool pass, and the friendly concierge informed her:
“You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly. How long will you be with us?”
“Just tonight, I’m afraid. I flew over for one short meeting today and am returning to the States tomorrow morning.”
“Short visit. Successful, I hope?”
“Oh, yes, successful.” I blushed, then broke into a wide smile as I added. “As a matter of fact: Mission Accomplished.”Part 2: HER VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE
Sitting in my hotel room at last, eating a room-service club sandwich and drinking iced tea, I reflected on my impulsive act of earlier in the day. By the time I flew home tomorrow morning I would wind up flying 9,000 miles round-trip to give the man I served as on-line mistress a blow job as his—and my—Valentine’s Day present.
I had violated his wife’s one, clearly-stated rule against face-to-face contact (though I smiled as I reflexively defended it as not face-to-face but face-to-cock). I had discovered that he was, indeed, a very tall (probably 6-6) and quite handsome businessman of some means who had a very suckable cock, and that he was as mesmerized by my nipples as I was myself. I had risked the online relationship by violating the rule and wouldn’t know its future until I got home tomorrow and checked my email inbox. I wouldn’t check now; I wanted to savor the day and the surprise I had successfully pulled off. I loved Bruce’s sense of humor and his gentle manner as much as his impulsively abrupt commands without warning: ‘Suck my cock’ ‘Let’s fuck now’ ‘Take off your clothes and play with yourself’. This may not be the stuff of romantic poetry, but it thrilled me and I would hate to lose it. I wasn’t used to being told what to do, but found that it stirred something inside me in ways that I hadn’t experienced before. I also knew that there might be an upside to my impulsive flight to England, that the violation of the rule might lead to occasional further encounters, and that my distance from him might make them infrequent, but that might also enhance the intensity of them.
Tonight, after a long flight and an anxious morning anticipating my Valentine’s Day surprise for Bruce, I knew that I would sleep well. But this afternoon, I felt restless. I should probably have just bought a bathing suit and gone swimming, but I was intrigued by the concierge’s words: “You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly.” ‘Very friendly’ sounded pretty good to me for, as emotionally satisfying as was the blow job I gave Bruce, it wasn’t entirely satisfying sexually. As a matter of fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I’d really like to finally experience the feeling of a man inside me. It had been far too long, and the brief contact with Bruce had really just awakened my desperate need for cock.
So, instead of my usual exercise of swimming laps, I decided to go to the gym. Maybe ‘very friendly’ meant there’d be men there, or even a woman would be okay. Cybersex had been great, but I knew that I needed to satisfy flesh—and for flesh to satisfy me. As I put on the little pair of shorts and the too-tight sports bra that made my always-poky nipples very visible, I wondered if there’d be some young hunk in the gym, a muscular Adonis who would want to ravish me. Not usually my type–I usually go for the buttoned-down look–but it seemed to match my sex-starved mood. As I put my hair in a ponytail and looked in the mirror to check out my ‘look’ I was quite pleased with the fuck-me appearance I presented. It certainly matched my mood.
When I walked into the gym facility, I felt as though I were entering a maze. The bright lights emphasized the pristine whiteness of all the mysterious equipment and I felt bewildered as I looked around the room. There were two women talking to one another on adjacent Stairmasters. Somewhere in the back a loud noise told me that someone with some expertise was working out on a machine. I headed that way, hoping that it might be the ‘very friendly’ attendant. You were punishing some sort of machine with powerful thrusts from your arms that made your pecs and abs—hell, your entire body–flare into definition. You made it seem almost effortless; instead of sweat dripping from you, there was just a fine sheen that emphasized your body’s perfection. You were sooooo not my type, well, except for right this minute. I wanted to turn you into a salt lick and was pretty sure my tongue was hanging out of my mouth when you stopped pumping and asked, “Can I help you?”
“Well, um, er, I guess you could if you’re the friendly attendant,” you hear me stammer. At that, you sat up and for the first time I saw your lovely face and tousled brown curls. Then, in a move so fast I didn’t see it happen, you were standing in front of me, taller, nearly towering over me, maybe 6-2.
My goodness, you are an Adonis, I thought. You were staring holes at my little sports bra and my nipples were trying their best to create those holes for you; as always, they were betraying my innermost and most lurid thoughts.
“Well, hehe, I don’t actually work here, but I’m pretty friendly and I’d be happy to try to help you. My name’s Dan. What do you want to do?” Your youthful face makes me wonder if you’re even out of your teens, but you are beautiful and I want to tell you that I want you to fuck me.
I held out my right hand and you took it gently in yours as you say, “Hi, Adonis, my name’s Gay.” You chuckled, and I blushed, at my Freudian slip, but you heard me try to recover. “I don’t know much about gyms, Dan, but I’d like to get a workout.” Your eyes opened wide and I knew I might as well have asked you to bend me over the nearest piece of mystery equipment and slip it to me. “Er, you know, get the blood flowing.” Oh…my…God! I must have sounded like a complete slut. He must think I’m some desperate old broad who’s craving…. Er, well, I guess I am.
“I don’t think getting the blood flowing is a problem, actually, hehe,” Dan said, smiling, maybe blushing a little. My eyes went straight to his crotch—I mentally slapped my forehead for doing yet another obvious thing—and, sure enough, he had quite a tent in the front of his little gym shorts. Oh yeah, I told myself. This is going to happen. I bent over the strange-looking machine in front of me, grabbed something that looked like the head-rest on top of an automobile’s front seat and asked, “What goes here?”
He leaned into me and his raging hard-on pressed into my butt crack. I wiggled my ass gently and rubbed his manhood, taunting and teasing, thinking only one thing: fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. His voice cracked a bit as he said, “Well, nor-, uh, normally your head.”
I bent over until my head was well below my butt, put a hand on the headrest and said, “Let’s get some exercise, Dan.”
As he began to slip my little gym shorts down over my ass, he cautioned, “I may not last very long. I’m pretty excited. But I’ll be able to get hard again in a minute or two.”
“Oh yes, you will, Dan. You can count on that.” I stepped out of my shorts, now clad only in sneakers and a sports bra, and felt his big cockhead poised at the entrance to my achingly-hungry, hot, wet pussy. I spread my stance wide, and pushed back against him, thrilling at the feeling of his manhood beginning to enter me. He thrust forward, tentatively at first, then fully impaling me with his rock-hard sword. The feeling of finally being filled again brought a tear to my eye. It had been too long, way too long.
Soon he was pounding into me with urgency and as his pace quickened I realized that he would soon be squirting his precious juices into me. I reached down between my legs and felt his full balls, teasing them a bit. My pussy was involuntarily sucking him off each time he entered me. I began to touch myself and immediately felt my own orgasm begin to rumble from deep within me. My beginning spasms brought a gasp from him, and he unleashed a remarkable series of spurts into me—at least a dozen—before slowing a bit, still sliding in and out of me as he wound down and I continued my internal earthquake. At last he pulled out of me and my shaking body sought balance from the headrest against which I still clung.
Recovering slightly, I turned to him and saw him glistening with sweat, muscles toned, a shy, self-satisfied smile on his face. I smiled at him and ran my hands down his muscular torso, then dropped to my knees before his semi-erect cock. As his massive load of cum ran out of me and down my thighs, I focused on our mixed juices covering his manhood. Still struggling to regain normal breathing, I licked his cockhead, savoring the salty-sweet mixture that is unique to every coupling but rarely unsatisfying. I tasted every inch of his long member, top, bottom and sides and concluded by licking my lips. My mouth absolutely craves strategic body parts, loves to feel them respond to me, loves the changing flavors as they perform their instinctual operations.
My hand grasped his cock and stroked it gently. It was clearly ready for more action, but I can’t help myself. My mouth went for his balls and I gently teabagged him, taking each nugget into my mouth, sucking gently, and laving it with my tongue. His cock was throbbing as much as my erect nipples and swollen clit; I grabbed the upright flagpole in one hand, regained my feet and pulled it down to try to straddle it, but he was just a bit too tall. He cupped my asscheeks and, almost effortlessly, lifted me, and I guided him to reentry into my waiting pussy.
I found myself impaled again, backed against a wall, leaning against it, and suspended by his strong hands on my bottom and his magnificent member deep, deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and I steadied myself by placing a hand around his neck. My other hand grabbed my sports bra and pulled it up until it was a necklace. His eyes widened when he saw my long, pink nipples, which were throbbing again with excitement and seeming to scream for attention. He immediate latched onto one and sucked hungrily, and began to slide in and out of me. I grabbed the other nipple with my free hand and begin to abuse it, tugging, twisting, pulling, and he got the idea. Tentatively at first, he his used his teeth on the other, biting gently. Still plunging into me with regularity, he then began to bite harder. I gasped at the pain-pleasure combination and pulled his head to the other nipple.
Consumed by the lust that surrounded me and continued to thrust deep inside me, again and again, my head lolled from side to side; my eyes lost and regained focus. When our two pairs of blue eyes met, I managed a big smile and my free hand reached down to cup his heavy ball sack, fondling the nuggets and spurring him to deeper penetration and a faster rhythm.
“I think I’m about to cum again, Gay,” Dan grunted through clenched teeth. Oh yes, you certainly are, young man, and so am I, so am I.
“Come for me, Dan, and I’ll cum all over your cock, drenching it.” In fact my self-lubricating system was already doing that. His final forceful thrust began a series—perhaps another dozen—of ejaculations by this remarkably-virile young man, and set off fireworks inside me that had me clutching anything I can hold as my body completely lost control and shuddered violently in spasm after spasm that left me as limp as a dishrag. As Dan gently set me back down on my feet, my wobbly knees couldn’t hold me up. The sweet young man held me as I regained my land-legs. Our fluids dripped down my thighs. My breath was short, but recovering. My joy was immeasurable. I stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
“You know, Gay, I think I’m a little smitten,” he says as he strokes my hair and cheeks, softly, almost lovingly, and wipes away the little tears of joy that form at the corners of my eyes. “I could definitely get used to this.”
“You know what they say, Dan. You never outgrow your need for MILF.” And I staggered off to the shower room to clean my cum-soaked loins and to try to regain some degree of composure.
Under the scalding shower, I shuddered again at the ecstasy just given me by this wonderful young hunk—and I can’t help myself. I touched my nipples lightly and, as always, they sprang to attention again and sent jolts of electricity directly to my well-fucked pussy. One hand continued to tease, pull and twist my tender nipples while the other dove between my legs to touch my still-sensitive, coral-pink sex. I thrust two fingers inside myself and felt the recently-invaded space clamping down on them, accepting them hungrily. Two fingers pumped relentlessly and my thumb began to taunt my still-engorged clit, which again began to emerge from its hood. I couldn’t stop. The thought of the muscular young man had me creaming all over my hand and dripping down my legs again. I couldn’t get his cock out of my mind as I fucked myself toward what would be a third wonderful orgasm in a memorable workout at the gym.
I heard voices outside the shower room and knew there were women approaching. But, I couldn’t stop. I finger-fucked myself relentlessly and teased the button that awaited one final push. My eyes were closed against the rushing water from the shower, but when I heard the voices suddenly stop, I knew they must have been shocked when they saw this wanton slut fucking herself like a bitch in heat. I clamped my thumb down directly onto my swollen bud and bit the inside of my cheek to keep from screaming in ecstasy as I experienced yet another wave of wonderful spasms. They went on–and so did I with my fingers. At last I removed my hand, brought it to my lips, and sucked my juices from it. When I stepped aside and opened my eyes, I was staring at the two women.
They turned to leave, one with a dismissive exaggerated roll of eyes, the other with a wink, a smile and a comment over her shoulder, “Way to go girl!”
I blushed, then smiled, and managed to reply, “You should have seen the first two.”
From far down the hall I hear, “Oh, we did, we did.”
I was at first embarrassed at the thought that they had watched me sluttily seduce Dan into fucking me twice in the gym then fuck myself silly in the shower like an insatiable whore. But, I quickly realized that the warmth I felt wasn’t from embarrassment. In fact, I was utterly thrilled that my wanton behavior had an audience. As I thought to myself, ‘God, you are such a fucking slut,’ I felt myself grinning broadly.
—–
I slept through much of the long flight home to Florida the next day and thought very little about the events of the previous day—or their consequences. Only when I was finally back in my little beach place did I check my email and find one from Bruce: “Sorry we couldn’t spend more time together. I hope Dan proved to be an adequate Valentine’s Day present. Bruce”
I sighed contentedly, giggled a bit at his cleverness at finding me yesterday, and immediately replied: “Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
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The Kidnapping 2 – sleep deprivation

This story might be a little more confusing it contains two different POV’s the female character (written by me) and the male (written by Adam, Edited by me) it’s written how he would like it to happen the darker parts are his POV the rest is mine. This is the second part if you haventaready pleae read the first part before reading this…
The cold winds loudly rattle against the windows as the branches from a nearby tree scratch aggressively against it, consistently banging as if to wake me from my sleep. Slowly I open my eyes and look toward the south facing window , I scowl at the branches that silhouette against my curtains as they seem to decide that now I’m awake they can be quiet and my room fills with beautiful silence. Stretching I look at the red flashing alarm clock noting the time is only 9:05am.
“Ah sod off!” I mumble to myself as I roll over and stuff my head under the cold unused pillow beside me. It only takes seconds before the banging starts up again which causes me to curse loudly and throw my covers off my legs “fine I’m up. Look are you happy now?” I moan to the window which conveniently as gone quiet again. Stomping to the bathroom I turn the shower on and leave it to run a while as I pop down to the kitchen and put two slices of bread into the toaster. The room fills with the sound of Shontelle’s voice as I turn on the radio and dance around to her song ‘impossible’. As the toaster pops up I sway and slide my feet over to the cupboard to pull down a plate and out it next to the butter and apricot jam, quickly covering both slices I take a bite and head back up to my room.
I put the plate on the end of my bed and move to jump in the shower, cleaning myself off quick as my stomach rumbles a warning to feed it. Sitting on the end of the bed my hair wet and dripping down my back, my feet curled beneath me I devour the rest of my toast before moving to the vanity mirror to dry my hair.I lay there as fear grips me for the hundredth time since the first time I woke up in this bed. I need to think of a way to get out of here but my mind just keeps wandering, I can’t seem to concentrate on anything for long. My body aches all over, I think the tablets Debbie gave me last night must be wearing off because I’m starting to feel really tired and my eyes are starting to droop. It’s cold and lonely down here and without the chance to sleep all I have done is try to hear anything I can to figure out where I am but I haven’t had any luck with not being able to concentrate, now hopefully I will be able to close my eyes and get some much needed rest. It’s clear that I won’t be that lucky when I hear the soft padding of footsteps coming down the stairs. I try to look at her but my neck is stiff and it’s easier to just look up at the ceiling and count the strange red dots spread over it.
Its 10:15 by the time I make my way down to the basement to see three. I find him laying on the bed where I left him last night, his eyes looking up to the ceiling and soft mumbling coming from his mouth; it’s not loud enough to hear so intrigued I take a few steps towards him. Seeing the movement from the corner of his eye he looks towards me; I smile as he looks down at my body slowly taking in my curves which is barely covered with a short white lace dress. The strange thing is although the mumbling has stopped his mouth still moves silently. He moves his puffy eyes back to the ceiling and the mumbling starts up again.She walks into the room and round to the side of the bed so I can see her, I feel my body start to relax like it’s been waiting all night to see her again, my eyes travel slowly down her body noticing the bright white see through lace dress that’s clinging to her body like a lover snuggled close to every perfect curve. I feel my cock twitch at the sight. I need to fight this it’s the only thing I can do. So I move my eyes back to the ceiling and start counting the strange marks all over again.
“How are you feeling today?” I ask and smile but there is no reply, just more mumbling.
“I guess that brings us to rule number three.” I continue “When I call or ask you something you answer straight away”.
His eyes move to mine, his anger clouding his pale features.
“Fuck you” he growls looking away.
“Now, now three that is no way to talk to your mistress is it?” I ask climbing onto the bed and up over his legs, my hands rest just under his armpits knowing this will give him a full view of my boobs. For a second His eyes reach down to my breasts as he licks his lips and his cock twitching before determination sets in and his eyes move up to mine. Looking me right in the eyes he sneers
“You. Are. Not. My. Mistress.”
He leans his head up inches from mine, our lips a breath apart. Anyone else and any other situation I would think he was about to kiss me but the anger covering his face makes it clear this his way of daring me to do something.
“My name is ADAM not three. And I will talk to you how I damn well please” he growls never taking his eyes from mine
I know he means to piss me off and make me give up but he doesn’t realise this is the exact reason I love doing this. This is why I chose him. If they gave up so easy it wouldn’t be fun. He will give in they all do but his determination is what I like most, breaking an Alpha male that is strong emotionally, physically and mentally is what it is really about, what really turns me on.
“Are you sure about that?” I say moving down the bed, bending down and taking his semi hard cock in my hand. His eyes keep contact with mine and I see he is bracing himself for pain. I stroke my hand over his balls as I watch his defences lower and pleasure take over, lowering my head I flick my tongue out and lick my way up his cock, leaving little kisses all over it. Still looking him in the eyes I ask
“Wouldn’t it be better to admit the truth?” I take him in my mouth sucking him until he’s as hard as he was last night.
“Think about it. If you’re good to me I will be good to you.” Climbing back up his body I sit on his chest, bending over just enough that my lace covered boobs are inches from his mouth which he opens automatically. His tongue reaching for my nipple which is just out of reach. I start rubbing my pussy over his chest and moaning
“Don’t you think?” I ask again taking my boobs from their confinement and letting them hang, seemingly reaching for his mouth “do you agree” I whisper
“Yes” he moans back as I lower myself into his mouth, the heat from his tongue scorches my nipple in the most delightful way, I arch my back as he hungrily tries to suck more into his mouth.OH god she’s so hot, her breasts are perfect. She leans in and I begin to suck, swirling my tongue around her erect nipple. I want her so much. I want to fight but my body wants to give in. If she is the prize it can’t be that bad. For a second I consider giving in, just a second after all to have her like this without being restrained would be worth it
“See” I whisper “that feels so good doesn’t it?” I lower myself so I’m straddling his waist; my hot now damp pussy rubs against his long, hard cock “admit your mine!”
I take my boobs away from his mouth and press them against his cool chest “tell me your name and you can sink this hard cock into me” I kiss him softly on his lips feeling him open them for me as I slip my tongue in and caress his.
Moving myself over his cock I reach back with my hand and pull my lace thong to one side, he gasps as the heat from my uncovered pussy touches him, pushing against my mouth to deepen the kiss he makes a slight growling noise.
“Tell me your name” I whisper again as I lift his cock to the opening of my pussy and rub it against the wetness. A sudden change comes over him and he turns his head away from mineNO. I won’t be a number no matter how much I want her. I can’t believe I nearly gave in, she isn’t just talking about being with her, and she is talking about me giving up my life to belong to her, my wife, my job, family. NO FUCKING WAY
“My name is ADAM” he growls the anger coming back in full force
Disappointment runs through me, it’s not that he’s holding out but I have turned myself on and now I’m horny and need to cum. I can’t fuck him if he doesn’t at least break on one rule
“Fine you still won’t admit it you won’t get off” I growl back thrusting my face into his before sitting up and thrusting his cock deep into my pussy, he throws his head back as he fills me tightly going ball deep inside me, pleasure washes over him, removing all traces of his anger and hatred. He tries to pull out to thrust back inside me but I don’t move, finally he looks at me again. With an evil grin I laugh.
“This is for me not you, you won’t admit your fate then you don’t get pleasure.”
I laugh again as I bring my knees up in front of me and place my feet under his arms
“You will stay buried deep inside me as I make myself cum but there will not be enough movement to bring yourself off.”
He watches as my hand moves over my stomach and down between my thighs, I pull my thong right over as I spread my lips wide open for him, with his eyes clued to my hand and its movement I throw my head back as my right hand moves in slow circular motions over my clit. His breathing gets faster and shorter as he tries his hardest to push further into me.
“Oh god three,” I moan “Oh fuck yes, it feels so good” moving my fingers faster I feel my body start to heat up and my stomach begin to tingle, I move my hand down looking at three as I stroke his cock where he fills my pussy extracting a moan from him. As I move my hands back to my clit I give it a slight pinch which nearly pushes me over the edge,
“Oh three… you fill me perfectly, like god made you just for my pleasure” I moan as I stroke my clit, his eyes following my every stroke lust and hunger covering his beautiful face.
I pinch my clit again to bring me over and watch his face as my internal muscles clench him hard as my juices cover his cock.It’s starting to get so painful, my cock is so hard and I need to cum so badly, but she doesn’t move her hips and there is no friction. Watching her play and her pussy get wetter and wetter as she gets closer makes my need to release that much harder ‘You Won’t succumb I don’t belong to her’ I think to myself as I hear her breath catch, listen to her say how good it feels and how I fill her perfectly, then I feel her inner muscles clenching my cock hard. I throw my head back, fuck I want to cum. the feeling of her juices running over me, the warm liquid feels amazing as it runs down my shaft and over my balls. No!! I can’t think like that … That’s what she wants!
Pulling my knees towards his waist I lean forward so I’m on my hands and knees over his stomach and chest with him pinned beneath me and his cock still filling my pussy.
“That was amazing three. Imagine how great it would of been if you had participated, if you gave in, admitted your mine to do as I please”
Kissing him softly on the lips I lift my hips and hear his still hard cock slap against his stomach. Lifting to my knees I slide two of my fingers through my pussy before smearing my juices over his lips and pushing them into his mouth.
“Well I will be back later” I say not giving him a chance to talk before I leave the room using a little door behind the bed.
As I close the door I hear him shouting but the sound proof door soon cuts him off. Turning around I am confronted with the most amazing view of one hanging from a large wooden X, her hands and feet tightly secured with rope, her mouth is stuffed full with a ball gag too wide for her mouth and a vibrator positioned so it continuously vibrates against her clit. I’m interrupted by a tall figure standing in the corner.
I knew he would be here after all I asked him to be, Ignoring him I walk over to one and lift her head to look into her glazed over vacant eyes, smiling to myself I walk around her examining the ropes that have bound her for the last seven hours. Angry red marks cover her wrists and ankles and I can see her wrists especially have rubbed so much it has caused the skin to break. Reaching up I take her hands and pull them down towards me forcing a scream from her pretty pale mouth
“Naughty girls deserve to punished” I say as I pull harder.
The Wet track marks that run down her face towards her chin are smeared with dirt and her body is still tense and convulsing with pleasure from the pink rampant rabbit stuck between her thighs. Moving in front of her I lean forward until our noses touch
“If you weren’t such a useless bitch I wouldn’t need to do this!” I hiss my face contorting with anger and my voice becoming darker and menacing
“Sor…sorry miss, I’m so sorry… Please” she mumbles over and over as she tries to move away from me, fear emitting from her skin
“Maybe I should tell Matthew and let him come punish you” I threaten; although it might be nice to have him here he always was a good fuck.
Her eyes fill with tears again “please no I’m so sorry I deserve to be punished please punish me.” She begs.
I walk towards two who stands and bows as I look at him; I put my hand on his chest and kiss him softly on the lips, my right hand moving past him to the little shelf behind him. Picking up a black handle dagger I pull away from him and smile as I turn back to one. I cut the rope from her wrists and watch her fall hard to the floor; her face smacks off the concrete as I bend down to cut the ropes from her feet.
Taking her by the upper arm I drag her up, I notice the blood on her face caused by the fall and stop to look closely, running my finger through the blood and pushing against the broken skin pulling a whimper from her before pulling her out the back door. The ice cold winds wrap around my body making me shudder, I look at her naked body glad I’m at least clothed. We walk over to the middle of the garden and I stand her in front of me, and tell her to stand with her arms out wide and feet spread
“You will stay like this until me or two calls you in.” I say leaving her and walking to the house. I turn and stand in the door way for a few minutes to watch as she stands there, her eyes lowered to the floor and her body shaking
Soon I get bored though and decide to go into the kitchen and make myself a hot chocolate and a sandwich to eat while I sit watching the Jeremy Kyle show and think about three alone in the dark basement and one out in the freezing cold. After about an hour all of which two has sat by the back door watching one to make sure she doesn’t drop her arms I let him call her in and to tell her to go have a hot bath. He helps her inside and guides her to the bathroom they share so he can fill the tub with hot water.
I’m bored now so I Decide that three has gone without food or water for long enough, I take a big glass of water with a long pink straw back to the basement with me. Maybe he can entertain me for a bit. I don’t like being bored.
“Watch her in the bath; I don’t want her touching herself. Once she’s done she can have a slice of dry bread then cuff her to her bed comfortably, she can sleep the rest of the day” I say as I pass two on my way down to the basement.
The room is cold with the window still open, I find three with his eyes closed but he is still mumbling so I’m sure he hasn’t has a chance to sleep. His eyes look blood shot when he looks towards me and the puffiness around them seems to have got worse though it does nothing to dim his good looks.
“I have something you might like” I say holding the glass out towards him. His eyes automatically light up and his dry lips part
Careful to keep his eyes diverted he leans his head up and opens his mouth. Clearly the idea of water is enough to drive rule number one into him at least. As I press the straw to his tongue I hear gulping noises and see the glass empty quickly, its only seconds before he slurps the last bit and leans his head back with a sigh, his eyes closing.All day I lie awake unable to get that vision out of my head, her fingers caressing her wet pussy and the smell coming from her arousal. It has tormented me the whole time, but now another need has taken over. My mouth is desperately dry. Luckily I hear her footsteps again , I don’t understand why but every minute I long for her return, I hate that my body is betraying me but now she brings a drink. I look at the glass careful not to look at her, I don’t care about trying to get free or defying her rules at the moment, I need the drink more. As the straw reaches my mouth I gulp it quick worried she might decide to take it away again to punish me.
As I finish the last bit, my body already starting to feel better I close my eyes and lean my head back.
“Now that you have hydrated yourself I need to cum again, and this time you will use your tongue” I hear her say, as she pulls her thongs down over her hips and climbs onto the bed beside me before straddling my face.
I realise I have been waiting for this since this morning, the vision that has haunted me all day is now real and right above my mouth, I run my tongue up her inner thigh catching the droplets of juice running down her spread legs, her hands reach for the bed posts as she bends down and her pussy lips reach my mouth. I reach up and slide my tongue inside her. She arches her back with pleasure gyrating to guide my tongue to her swollen clit. It smells divine and tastes so good satisfying my craving. My tongue slides around her clit.
‘Oh fuck she tastes so good.’
I feel her bounce on my face, covering it with her juices. she’s close I know it the sound of her breathing coming so quick; I suck her clit into my mouth and tug gently with my teeth as she explodes all over my face. I gag with the amount of cum she drops down my throat, she cums hard but I keep going I’m desperate for more of her moans as my tongue goes deeper and harder. She begins to moan loud and hard encouraging me to move faster. The taste is so good, sweet and tangy at the same time like strawberries. I want it all over me. And the moment arrives,
“OH FUCK” she screams loudly as I’m drowned in more of her delicious cum. I slow my licking but lap every bit I can reach
trying to get my breathing under control I push my legs down his waist and drop on top of him, I notice his breathing is as quick and short as mine, resting my face in the crease of his neck I caress my hands over his chest and up his neck. I lift my head and look him in the eyes as I descend my lips on his, licking my tongue over his lips and tasting my juices I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and gently graze it with my teeth.
“Jesus three, that was so good. Even better than Tw…” I stop realizing I was about to mention another slave when three doesn’t even know about them, his closed eyes open slightly as they fill with confusion. I lean back down and press my lips to his before climbing off him “you know three, you clearly love eating my pussy, you love me sucking your cock and we both know you want to fuck me so what do you have to gain from fighting this? You could have all that whenever I want and you would love every second of it believe me” I say to take his mind from my almost slip up “well anyway that was fun” I say with a wink “I might pop in later with another drink for you before bed” I finish off as I walk away back up the stairs.
It’s only 5:46pm and I’m still bored, I can’t think of what to do.
‘God I hate Saturday afternoon’ I think to myself as I walk to my room and I start to remove the white lace dress before climbing into the shower.
As the hot water pelts against my skin rinsing away all traces of the sweet smelling bubbles that were covering my smooth naked body just seconds before I lean my hands on the back wall of the shower facing the spraying water and bow my head letting it spray hard against my aching shoulders. Shocked I hear a small cough behind me, I turn to find two standing with his head bowed and a phone in his hand. Confused I move away from the spraying water and reach for the phone, two would never interrupt me in the shower without a good reason he knows all too well what I would do at such an interruption
“Hello?” I say cautiously into the phone
“Hey baby, how are you?” I instantly relax and lean my back against the cool shower wall as the comforting voice of Matthew fills my head
“Oh Matty, it’s so good to hear from you, I was just threatening one with calling you, how have you been?” I laugh
“I’m good baby girl, what’s she done now?” his voice darkens slightly as I bring up his ex and the fact that she may have done something to piss me off
“Oh she tripped and let on to my new slave that we weren’t alone. She has been tied all night and left in the freezing wind and rain for an hour.”
“A new slave huh? What’s this one?” he laughs, he often says that I seem to be getting too into the idea of owning people, that one day I will have my own sex army we both laugh about it but I have to admit the idea does intrigues me. An army of men and women whose sole purpose and pleasure is to please my every sexual need and want without a second thought is a pleasant thought.
“A man I found on the roadside, he’s very strong minded. So anyway how about you? What have you been up to?” I ask as I climb out the shower and wrap a large, soft black towel around my body, holding the phone between my shoulder and my ear before making my way to my bed and throwing myself onto it
“Well actually… I have a few days leave from work and Rose is taking the kids to Manchester to visit her mum so I was thinking about coming down to see you, if that’s ok!” I can hear the smile in his voice, he knows full well that I won’t mind and even if I did it wouldn’t stop him. Matthew is the only man I have and will ever let dominate me, I might like hurting people, having slaves and dominating others especially those that are older and stronger than me physically but Matthew is in a league all of his own I’m actually surprised his wife has no idea of his sexual preferences.
“Okay? Are you crazy of course it’s ok” I’m now grinning like Wallace from the show Wallace and grommet. Thoughts already are popping into my head of what he will do to me and to one. Though I know I will enjoy both and she won’t enjoy either which makes it all the more fun. The last time he came to see me one was covered in bruises and blood, I had a lot of bruises myself and two had a black eye but that was it. I think I will have to put my foot down this time I don’t want him breaking one completely and I want three to just be mine to dominate.
“great well I’m just leaving work now so I’m going to pop home and shower and change then I will drive down, I should be there tomorrow morning” he laughs as I hear banging I the background indicating that he has just reached his car
I hang the phone up with a silly grin on my face
“This should be fun” I think to myself
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my best frndz mum

Bob had been my best friend ever since I could remember. Since we were little kids, I spent almost every school holiday over at his place. Being the only child in our families, we were like brothers to each other. Furthermore, our parents were close family friends so my Mum would just leave me Bob’s place for days at a go without the least of worries.
Now Bob lived in a huge mansion in the middle of a plantation, coz his father was managing the place for a large international corporation, and as one the benefits, his family gets to stay in that mansion as long as he works for them. The place was surrounded by acres and acres of greenery so it was very peaceful and no one ever drives by. However, Bob’s father was very busy and always travelling around, so I saw very little of him. His Mum on the other hand, was a full-time housewife and rarely left the house. Aunt Serene was a lovely, gentle lady with a very kind heart; she saw to everything in the house including the cooking, laundry and the overall household chores. But being the wife of a rich plantation manager also meant that she could afford the best-looking clothes and beauty products available! Aunt Serene always looked her best no matter what she was doing, be it during dinner, dipping in the pool, or even while vacuuming the living room! When I was there during the holidays, she’d make sure both Bob and I had awesome snacks to eat, various activities to do and even gives us hugs and goodnight kisses before bedtime! And every time we played in the pool, she’d make sure to apply sunblock lotion for us and stayed in the pool with us to make sure nothing goes wrong. As a result, I really liked Aunt Serene even from a very tender age. However, one incident made me very strongly attracted to her in a very different sort of way.
One day, after we had enough fun in the pool, Aunt Serene told us that she had prepared an extra special local snack for teabreak, and asked us to go shower before enjoying it. Both of us were excited (and very hungry, to be honest) so we dashed from the poolside all the way to her bedroom bathroom for our shower. We usually took our showers there because it was the only bathroom that could fit the two of us at the same time. Being the little boys that we were, we yanked down our trunks to the floor and had a quick shower, each boy trying to be faster than the other. As usual, Bob finished first, dressed up and again dashed to the kitchen towards the awaiting snacks. I followed closely behind but before I could get to the table, I remembered that I had left my trunks on the bathroom floor! Mum always said that it is rude to leave clothes strewn around, so I let out a long sigh and ran back up the stairs, hoping that Bob would not finish my share!
As I approached the bedroom, I noticed that the door was closed. However, In my eagerness, I forgot to knock and opened the door to enter. The room was empty as we had left it, but there was the sound of running water. “Damn it! I must have forgotten to turn off the shower!!” I thought. So I walked towards the open entrance of the bathroom and as I neared it, I saw a sight that I would never forget. Aunt Serene was standing in the shower, back facing me, without the shower curtains closed, and more significantly, without any clothes on!! I mean, I was used to seeing her in the pool with only a bikini on, but in the nude?!! It was definitely a first for me!! Aunt Serene always took good care of her figure and oh how it had paid off! I just stood there staring, unable to move or speak!! She continued washing herself and humming a tune at the same time. Then she turned a little to her left to get some shower foam. And that was when she saw me!! I was dead meat!! I knew it!!
But to my surprise, Aunt Serene didn’t freak out or scream at me like I had expected! Instead, she calmly and gracefully placed her left arm over her breasts to cover them while turning to face me, although that movement also caused a cleavage to form, enhancing her already full bosom! “Looking for this?” she said with a slight smile, picking up my trunks and holding them out in my direction with her right hand. “Er… yeah…” I said shyly, slowly inching forward to retrieve the piece of swimwear. As soon as I got hold of it, I muttered a quick ‘thank you’ and sped out of there!
From that day onwards, I started to look at Aunt Serene’s attractive body in a new light, as if I have never noticed it at all before! Whenever she walked past me, I would steal a glance at her buttocks. Whenever she bend down while going the housework, I would hope to catch a glimpse of her cleavage. But nothing realy happened, and I continued to spend my holidays at Bob’s place over the years.
But in life, nothing remains forever. In my case, Bob had to move abroad as his father was transfered to another country to take care of a new plantation. I never saw Bob or Aunt Serene for several years, although we kept in touch by telephone or mail. Slowly, those phone calls and mails grew less and less…… I finished my studies, got a job in another city, and had a life of my own.
Then one night, I received an unexpected call – it was Bob!! I was elated and we chatted on the phone for hours!! There was just so much to catch up on! And I was even happier when he told me they were coming back for good!! He went on to say he wanted to introduce his new girlfriend to me and that we could all hang out together, just like old times! He said that he and his girlfriend would be coming back first with Aunt Serene, as his father had to settle some matters and would only joined them later. I took note of when theyd be arriving and immediately applied for leave just so I could be back in my hometown to meet him after so many years!
After a few weeks, the day was finally here!! I had told Bob that I’d drive over to his old place to spend some time with him and also get him back to speed on how much has changed since he left. I was really excited on my way there and my mind was just going wild over the things we’d do during my stay there! It’s be just like old times indeed!
I pulled into the large parking lot and got my stuff out. The place looked pretty much the same as I remembered it – peaceful and serene with lots of flower beds in front, and the pool by the side. As I got to the door, I rang the doorbell and waited with my heart beating like crazy! Gosh was I excited, like a little boy again! After a few moments, the door opened and in the doorway was a familiar, gently face. It was Aunt Serene!! It was as if she didn’t age a day! In fact, she looked slimmer and more shapely than before! But her lovely, warm smile remained the same, and she spread her arms to give me a welcome hug.
“Oh my goodness how you have grown!! You’re a fine young man now! And you’re so tall!”
“And you look even more beautiful than before, Aunt Serene!”
“Oooh, you flatter this old lady……. but I like that nonetheless!!” and we both burst into laughter.
“Come on in and have a seat!” she said and led me into the living room to sit on on the sofa. Aunt Serene was wearing a dark blue dress with a rather low neckline. I couldn’t help but notice that right away!
“So…. where’s Bob at? Is he sleeping again?” I asked, since he was nowhere to be seen.
“Well, about that…… I have some bad news to tell you. You see, just a day before we were to fly back here, Bob’s girlfriend Katie met an accident and had to be hospitalised. Bob wanted to stay by her side while she was admitted so he asked me to come over first. He said he was really sorry and will call to apologize soon. In fact, let me just give him a ring to tell him you’re here.”
Aunt Serene got through to Bob and then passed the receiver to me. Bob said he felt really bad but he had to accompany Katie. He promised that he’d be here in a few days, as soon as Katie was discharged. Anyway, I felt relieved to hear that it wasn’t anything serious and she should recover in about a week.
“I hope you won’t mind staying here while waiting for Bob”
“Of course not! I bet you need all the help you can get unpacking your stuff anyway!”
“Yeap, but that can wait till tomorrow. You must be tired after the long drive here. Why don’t you go up to my bathroom and freshen up? Oooh, and then you can come join me in the pool!!” Aunt Serene chirped.
Her bathroom? I started to feel turned on already!
I took my stuff upstairs and changed to my board shorts and went outside to the pool. Aunt Serene was already in her bikini, applying sunblock lotion on herself. She wore a white bikini top with small yellow flowers on it, and a matching bottom. I must admit she didn’t change a bit! In fact, I think she had an even better figure than before! She had a tanned complexion, firm buttocks and a very full bosom. Her bikini top was obviously straining to contain her heavy assets!
“There you are! Could you be a dear and help me apply some lotion on my back, please?”
I jumped at the opportunity and began touch her smooth skin, being as gentle as I could, enjoying every moment, occasionally peeking over her shoulder to glimpse at her breasts. The view was amazing from where I was seated, I must say!! Aunt Serene then helped apply sunblock on my body, caressing my chest, arms, back and even my thighs. I prayed that she didn’t notice that growing lump at my crotch area! If she indeed saw it, she certainly didn’t show any sign of it!
Then she led me into the pool and we swam and frolicked about, chatted about my life, as well as her life overseas. She kept quite close to me in the pool, occasionally putting her arms around me, and showering me with attention. However, during our conversation, she did mentioned that she found out her husband has been having an affair, and that because of that, they haven’t been on talking terms. They slept on the same bed, sure, but they might as well be on different continents. She was just holding on for the sake of Bob. I listened to her and comforted her in every way I could. After a while, she felt better and we changed to happier topics such as my first crush in school and stuff.
Hours went by and soon, the sky started to turn orange. Aunt Serene got out of the pool and dried herself.
“I’ll go upstairs to have my shower first, then make dinner. You can stay here a while longer, or you can go watch TV in the living room.” she said.
I nodded and watched her walk back into the house, a devious thought forming in my mind. Would history repeat itself? Would I get to see her in the shower again! I wanted so much to see her naked. No, in fact, I HAD to see her naked again!
So after a few minutes of pondering, I nervously made my way upstairs to the master bedroom still in my swimwear and a towel draped around my neck. I could hear the sound of running water as I got closer. The door wasn’t closed! I tiptoed silently into the bedroom, and just like that fateful day those years before, the bathroom door was left open!! And beyond the door was the most amazing sight!! Standing under the shower was Aunt Serene, back facing me, without a single piece of clothing on!! The bikini she was wearing a while ago ended up as just a small pile on the bathroom floor.
Water was flowing down her smooth back, her perky buttocks, thighs and calves. Her arms were held up as her hands were running through her short hair. If only she would turn around to show me the rest of her gorgeous body. And after a while, she did just that! Well, not to show me her body, of course, but it seems she was about to reach for the shower cream when she realised I was standing behind her! And just like before, instead of reacting in shock, Aunt Serene just gracefull lifted her left arm across her chest to cover her breasts.
“Oh, you’re up early! I thought you’d spend some more time at the pool” she said calmly. I’ll still need some time in the shower. You can wait in my room if you want….”
“Ah, I’m so sorry to interrupt, I thought you were done so I came in to have my shower. Sorry for not knocking when I came in,” I lied nervously.
“That’s all right, sweetheart. You know…..actually, since you’re up here already….. why don’t you come join me?”, and as she said this, she lowered her slender arm which was not doing such a good job in covering her huge bosom anyway.
I could not believe what I just heard. And I could not believe what my eyes were seeing! Aunt Serene was now standing naked in front of me, with her big, heavy, breasts in full view! She had very nice nipples and light pinkish areolas. And now that they have no support whatsoever, they was a little drooped, but most probably due to their sheer weight than because of Aunt Serene’s age. Oh my god, her breasts were more beautiful and bigger than I had imagined! My jaw must have reached the bedroom floor!
“Er…join you? You mean…..?”
“”Why of course, honey. You can come join me in the shower. I have seen you and Bobby in the shower before, you know…. when you were younger! Are you getting shy in front of Aunt Serene now?”
I took a few steps closer, entering the bathroom now, but still some distance away from her. I did plan on seeing her naked, but I didn’t plan on what to do next!! I certaily didn’t plan for things to go this smoothly! She had totally caught me offguard!
“But…Aunt Serene, I mean….. but you’re…. you’re….”
“Naked?” she cooed.
“Well…. yeah…..” my tougue was tied and my heart was beating like crazy!
“You don’t have to feel shy about that. I certainly don’t mind you seeing me without my clothes on, you know. Afterall, we have been so close for so many years….. unless…. of course….. you feel uncomfortable about me being naked around you”
“Oh, of course not. Not at all….. I just thought…”
“Then get over here already, you silly boy” she held out one arm towards me, beckoning for me to enter the jetting stream of the shower with her. I thought I heard a hint of seduction in her voice, but I wasn’t sure at the moment. I proceeded forward until I was sharing the fountain of the shower with Aunt Serene.
“Now let’s get this off…..” she reached for the tie-strings on my board shorts and her nimble fingers got it loosen in seconds. She let it slipped down my legs, gently moved me to the side so I may step out of it. She then used her right foot to flick it away, joining her bikini in that swimwear heap.
Aunt Serene then proceeded to apply shower cream on my body, starting from my chest and outward to my arms, neck and back. Her gentle touches and the upclose view of her breasts swaying while she did her work turned me on even more, and I could feel an erection coming on. She then started to work her way downwards, but suddenly stopped.
“Oh dear me, sweetie….. are you having an erection?!”
“Oh Aunt Serene….. I… I just…. can’t help it. I’m sorry about this…..” I stuttered. “It’s just…. you’re so sexy…. and ….. you’re all naked…..”
“Oh gosh, are you turned on by me?!”
“Erm……..well, yes Aunt Serene. You… you do have a great body!!”
“This old body of mine? Are you sure?” she looked at me with a wry smile and her hands on her hips.
“It’s true Aunt Serene….. I really think your body is… so hot! And…. your breasts…..they’re just so full and beautiful!” I wasn’t using the best of my vocabulary then as my thinking was obviously impaired under the circumstances!!
“Oh, you’re so cute, sweetie! It’s nice to know that there’s still a guy who finds my body attractive. I’m really flattered. So….. you like my breasts huh?”, she didn’t wait for me to answer. “Then….. would you like to touch them?” Her hands were still placed on her hips, but her smile was getting a little wider.
I let out a nervous smile. “Well…. can i really?”
“Go on, honey. Like I said, you don’t have to be shy with Aunt Serene. Besides, it’s been a long time since I allowed someone to touch me”.
I slowly raised my hands in front of me and lightly touched her breasts. They were so smooth and soft, but firm at the same time! It’s amazing how she managed to maintain her body like it was. She must have used some of those bust serum or whatnot I’ve seen advertised in the papers.
“You like that?”.
I just nodded, eyes still transfixed on her breasts. Gosh they were heavy!
And since Aunt Serene said I didn’t have to be shy, I gathered some courage and started to gently squeeze her breasts. She let out a soft ‘mmmmmph’ of approval. That gave me more confidence it what i was doing.
“Darling….. now you’re starting to turn ME on!”
“I could do more, Aunt Serene, if you’d like……”
“Oh really? Show me what you have in mind then.”
I lowered my body till my face was at the same level as her chest, and started sucking on her left breast!! Aunt Serene immediately let out a soft moan and put her hands around my head. I concentrated on her nipple because it would take too much time to cover the whole of her breast! I alternated between gentle sucking and flicks with my tongue. Her nipples were getting erect and I knew I was doing things right!
After a while, when I was temporarily satisfied, I moved on to her right side and repeated the routine. Although this time, I sucked and licked harder and opened my mouth wider to cover as much of her breast as possible. Aunt Serene’s moans grew louder and were mixed with some groans.
“Oh dear me, this feel so good!! Ooohhh! I haven’t felt this good in so many years!! Shall we go to the bedroom, baby? You can continue there.”
I gave a few final hard sucks on both her breasts and stopped to turn off the shower. We barely dried ourselves with her towel and she led me to her king-sized bed. Aunt Serene sat herself at the edge of the bed. She wasn’t her calm, usual self anymore. She was visibly excited, and she wasn’t trying to hide it!
“Now let Aunt Serene see how much you’ve grown.” Aunt Serene wrapped her fingers around my erect penis and started gently stroking it. “Mmmm, you’re really all grown up now!”
“Yes, I am, Aunt Serene. Do you like how my body looks?”
“I like it very much! In fact, I’ve always liked you, sweetie. You’ve always been such a good boy!”
It was my turn to smile now.
“Can you let Aunt Serene have a taste of this?” she said, still stroking my penis.
“Of course, Aunt Serene, you can….. do anything you want to me!” I offered.
Aunt Serene put her lips around my penis and started working it up and down, moving from the head all the way down the shaft to the base and back up again. Again there was that gentleness that made it feel especially good! Her nimble fingers were also at work again, gracefully fondling my balls while she sucked. My penis got even harder then before! I let her work her magic in the dimming evening light, enjoying every moment of it, occasionally looking outside at the tress gently swaying in the evening breeze. It was hard to imagine that there I was, in my best friend’s mum’s bedroom, with her sucking on my penis and playing with my balls! It was out of this world! And there wasn’t a single person for miles around!
After several moments, Aunt Serene stopped, slurping the saliva that was left on my penis.
“I want you to do something for me…… but you must promise not to let anyone know about this, all right?”
I nodded.
“I want you to make love to me, baby…… right here, right now! Will you do that for your Aunt Serene?”
Aunt Serene laid on her back and spread her legs for me, revealing her moist, dark reddish pussy.
Well, having your best friend’s mum give you a blowjob is one thing, but fucking her takes it to a whole new level!! But I wanted her badly nonetheless. I was ready to enter her, and there was no doubt now that she wants me inside her too!!
I didn’t have to answer. My hard and wet penis gently touched her pussy, and I slowly but gently guided it to enter. Aunt Serene uttered a deep moan as I slid my penis inside her, untill I was in all the way!! I then rested both her legs on my shoulders and made myself confortable for the action that was to come. There was an intense look of anticipation on Aunt Serene’s face. I paused for a slight moment, just to heighten that anticipation, then started thrusting.
Each thrust was firm and at just the right speed, and our moans and groans filled her bedroom. Her big breasts were swaying and shaking with each motion. I was really doing it! I was really having sex with Aunt Serene! Making love to her, having forbidened sexual intercourse with her. All those years of peeping at her cleavage, admiring her in her bikini, looking up the stairs to catch a glipmse of her panties – all accumulated to this grand finale!! I has conquered Aunt Serene!
But I wanted more action! So, I exited her halfway, much to her surprise.
“Why are you stopping, honey?” she panted.
“Turn around, Aunt Serene” and I helped her turn around. She got into a doggy positon, expecting that I’d do her that way. But I push her down gently so she was lying on her tummy, and knelt on top of her
“Oh, honey, what’s this you’re doing?”
I didn’t answer. Instead, I made her arch her buttocks upwards towards me. Then, I parted her pussy with my left hand, while guiding my penis in with my right.
“Oh you naughty boy…. you, you…. where did you learnt his?” Aunt Serene managed to utter before I started pounding her again, harder and harder. Her moans grew louder and louder.
“You like this, Aunt Serene?”
“I….. yes! Of…..yes!! Just keep fucking me!”
I went on and on without skipping a beat, until her moans turned to whimpers and back to moans again.
But nothing lasts forever and soon, I was getting to the point of no return. I gave a final few thrusts with all my might and withdrew again from Aunt Serene. But this time, cum came spewing out onto Aunt Serene’s buttocks and lower back. I massaged my penis until all its contents was on her back and lay next to Aunt Serene. She turned around to face me.
“Oh wow….. you were…. good….. very good!” Aunt Serene said between breaths. “I’m really…. glad I had…. you all to myself today…..”. There was a smile of satisfaction on her sweaty face.
“And for the next…. one week… Aunt Serene!”
My holiday had just begun!

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Forced To Be Female Part 1

This started when I was 18 years old. I did some bad things that I would rather not go into and was sentenced to 15 years in Florida Department of Corrections.

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Cindy the black cock slut pt 3

Cindy is a very popular girl…being far from home, out in the big world where she can do what she wants and be her own person without family and friends who are prejudiced or outright racist to deal with.  She has become addicted to strong black men with large cocks and giant appetites for sex, having a nice white husband on the side.  It should be the other way around, NO? This is one episode I recall less than a year after we got married:
 
We had been at Ft. Riley only a short time, less than 4 months, and found out that if you are not a hunter, or a farmer there really isn’t too much for you to do there.  Cindy, my wife and I we both from large or midsized towns and pretty much hated the place.  We both were looking for exciting things to do, Cindy it turns out found exciting guys to do, as it turned out.  
 
It was a hot summer day in Kansas, the kind where the corn or wheat fields seem to suck up all the aid and kill any kind of cooling wind.  I suffer from migraines every once in a while and today was one of those days.  It was so bad that on this day the Doctor advised me to go home, take the strong medication he had given to me and lay down in the dark.  We had only one car, so my buddy dropped me off at home to rest.  It was about 0900, and I shut myself in our bedroom with the curtains drawn and lights out and air conditioning running.
 
I had been asleep for what I figured to be an hour or so when I heard the door open to our apartment and people talking and laughing.  I heard Cindy’s voice, but the others were male voices who I did not recognize.  From what I could make out there were at least 2 others, with deep voices and with southern accents and most definitely black men.   I had not told Cindy I was going home, since this was before cell phones, and I did not want to bother her at work so she obviously thought I was working.  After a few minutes, the voices stopped and it got very quiet in the apartment.  I quietly got out of bed and crept to the door and cracked it open just a bit to see what was going on.  
 
From my vantage point I could see my wife, Cindy’s head being held by a large black hand.  She was obviously on her knees and giving some guy a blow job and he was helping her by pulling her head towards his cock, which I could not see.  Behind her emerged another black man, very tall and muscular who was completely naked.  He stepped forward behind Cindy and he held his enormous cock in his hand, poking her in the back of her head, as if needing her attention.  She turned her head from the first cock, and grabbed the second and started sucking his, still stroking the first one.  Soon the first guy takes off his shirt and pants and she is alternating between the two large cocks, sucking  and stoking each one furiously.
 
After a few minutes, one of them says “let’s get those clothes off you, bitch”, and she stands up as they each help her off with first her top and bra, and then her pants.   Soon she is standing between these two big black gentlemen (or bastards, as I am thinking) as they explore her ass, cunt and tits with their hands.  She is kissing the one guy now, who I can only see from behind, while the other guy is literally lifting her up by her hips, aiming his rigid cock at her love hole.  I see her reaching between her legs to grab his black missile, guiding it to her waiting pussy.  Bending over slightly to give him a better angle while hanging onto the first guys shoulders, she starts to moan as he inserts himself inside of her pussy.    Please go easy, she says, as he begins his assault upon her pussy, and she holds the other man by his hips, once again pleasing him by taking his stiff rod in her mouth.     After a few minutes of working his cock into my baby’s pussy, he starts to enjoy himself, thrusting his black cock into her deeper and deeper, churning his hips around making his cock  explore every corner of the inside of her vagina. She is moaning loudly with every thrust, holding on the other guy for dear life, still holding his dick in her mouth, moving up and down with the beating from behind.  
 
“You should get some of this tight pussy, bro” he says and he pulls out of Cindy and they begin to change places.  Before they begin again, Cindy says, “let’s get on the bed and starts heading for me in our bedroom.  I frantically jump into our closet and pull the door shut as the three of them enter our bedroom.  One of them says, “damn its dark in here” and flips on the overhead light, illuminating the room.  I am frozen in the closet afraid they will see me with the doors cracked just enough to allow me a full view of the bed and all of the activities going on.  Cindy is now on the bed on all fours, with one guy in back pointing his massive dick at her pussy about to begin his assault on her pussy, the other guy laying sideways across the bed giving Cindy his cock for her to work on.  The guy in back starts fucking her harder and faster for what seemed to be 10 or 15 minutes, stopping every so often before getting too close to coming, then starting again.  Finally, he cannot contain himself any longer and shouts “I’M CUMMIN,” and pulls his dick out with a pop and shoots his load all over her back and ass, the first few streams almost reaching her hair, the rest landing in her arched back area.  The guy then jerks his dick to milk the last bit out , smacking Cindy on the ass with his big night stick.   He then backs off the bed and heads to the bathroom to wash up, I presume.  
 
Cindy then stops sucking the other guy and positions her pussy over his cock, inserting it in slowly, lowering herself onto his pole bit by bit until the entirety of his cock disappears into her hole.  She is now riding him for all she is worth, bucking her hips making his cock rub her insides until she climaxes on top of him and she grinds her hips into his pelvis, enjoying the hard black dick still inside of her.  They switch positions, and he is now on top of her, her legs straight up in the air, him holding her ankles as he pushes his big cock in and out of her, looking down at her drawing in the scene so that he gets maximum satisfaction out of it.   “You love this black dick, don’t you, bitch?’” he asks as he slides his big black dick into her , taking his time to push as much of it in as he can, then slowly drawing it back out. “ Yes”  she says. “Please don’t stop fucking me, I will do anything for you”.   He fucks her like this for a few mor minutes, then picks her up turns her around and again fucks her from behind, both of them standing at the end of the bed, she holding on to the headboard as he pumps his dick into her faster and faster obviously going in for his own climax.  “Yes, yes fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” she screams as he continues his banging of her from behind, making loud slapping sounds with each thrust into her.  Finally he bucks his hips hard a couple of times as he deposits his nut into her exhausted pussy, his ass cheeks clenching together pushing his dick in all the way he can as he keeps his grip tight around Cindy’s hips not letting her get away from receiving his full load of cum.  They fall to the bed together, spent from the sexual workout they just finished, with his dick still inside of her.  They remain on the bed for a few minutes kissing and talking about how good it was until they eventually get up and go into the bathroom.  I hear the water run for a couple of minutes, then hear them all in the other room dressing and talking about getting back to work.  I hear the door close and lock as they leave me there, shocked and turned on at the same time.  I jerk my dick on the bed, lying in the same spot where Cindy had just fucked her two black bulls.   My migraine has now disappeared, too.    
 
 
 

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Taz and Babs

Taz or more accurately Thomas Alexander Stevens sat in the car next to his sister as the left the only house they had ever known.