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A mum and dad take their boy to a nude beach, when they get there the dad walks off the mum sunbathes and the boy goes to swim in the sea, after a few minutes the boy goes running up to his mum saying “mummy mummy i saw two men with bigger willies then daddy” and the mum says “well the bigger they are the dumber they are” so the boy says “oh okay” and goes back to play in the sea. the boy then comes back a few minutes later saying “mummy mummy i saw two women with bigger boobies than you” and the mum says ” the bigger they are the dumber they are” and the boy replies “oh okay” and goes back to play in the sea. the boy then comes running back to his mom a few minuets later saying “mummy mummy i saw daddy talking to the dumbest women on the earth and the more and more he talked the dumber and dumber he got”

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Afternoon Delight

This is my first shot at writing an erotic story so go easy on me, but please leave comments! 🙂
Joey was a typical 16 year-old guy. He went to a high school in a small town in Florida where he was the starting quarterback for the football team. He was not incredibly muscular for his age, but he had a very fit physique. Be it that he was being recruited to play football in college, he put very little stock in his grades and consequently did not do to well. He was not stupid by any means; he just cared a lot more about football than his schoolwork.
And now our story begins:
One day, after a long and hard (hahahaha) practice, Joey went home and thought it more prudent to immediately fall asleep than to do his school work. He had been doing this almost every night this year.
He woke up the next day, rolled out of bed with a raging boner because he had not been able to service himself in a long time, and his girlfriend, Pam, had been giving him a real case of blue balls lately. In a dazed state he sauntered into the bathroom where he got relief by draining the main vein. He then proceeded to shower and do the rest of what he did every morning in preparation for school.
The school day flew by because he knew that there would be another long practice tonight. In every class he was berated for not doing his homework but he kept his head up. Currently he had a C average in all his classes except for one, his last class of the day, chemistry.
He ambled into his chem class talking amongst his friends. They all proceeded to sit down and prepare for class but Mrs. Taylor, their teacher, was nowhere to be seen. After five minutes of waiting, a very flustered sub comes into the room with his shirt half tucked in, talking to himself about who knows what. He tells the class that his name is Mr. Collins and that Mrs. Taylor will be out today and that they have to do the work that she had previously assigned to them. Obviously, be it that there was a sub, the kids did absolutely no work and therefore had to do what they were supposed to do in class at home. So Joey was digging himself a deeper and deeper hole in his chemistry class.
The rest of the day passed with nothing else interesting happening. Joey went to practice; it was hard and strenuous as always. After, he showered, changed, and went home where, once again, he proceeded to immediately fall asleep. That night his dreams were filled with nothing but sex. The same dream kept repeating itself:
He would get home from football practice and Pam would be the only one in his house. She would be lounged out on the sofa wearing only lacy lingerie, calling his name: “Joey, Joey, I have been waiting for you all afternoon. Why don’t you come over here and relax.” He would slowly walk over to the couch and embrace Pam in his arms. He would then begin to smooch her passionately and she reciprocated with great affection. This would go on for what felt like hours until he finally worked up the courage to go further. Joey would then gently run his fingers up and down her thighs, but never getting too close to her vagina. His soft skin of her thighs sent an electricity up and down Joey’s arm. He could feel in her new vigor how wet this was making her so he wondered how far he could go until suddenly Pam would say “Oh Joey I have been wanting you for such a long time. Please. I am finally ready to become a woman. I need you.” She would then completely break their embrace and stand up, and proceed to take off the bottom of her lingerie, exposing her beautiful young pussy to him. He would look down at it and see that she meticulously shaved everything so that she was completely bald and then his eyes would continue their voyage down her beautifully milky smooth body until they found her pussy. It would be gleaming from all the juices that she would now be leaking after all the kissing and groping. “Oh Joey, do you like it? I think it looks stupid with no hair,” Pam said in a kind of sad tone. Joey, not being able to think of anything smart to say just threw her back onto the couch and proceeded to unbutton his trousers. His now throbbing cock popped out of the fly of his boxers and hit the flaps of Pam’s pussy. “WOW, I never thought it would look like that or it would be so big!” Pam exclaimed. In his dream, Joey’s dick was a full ten inches erect, but in real life, it only amounted to about 8 erect, which he was still quite proud of. “Oh Joey, Stick it in me! I need you to take my virginity! Give it to me!” Pam yelled out. Just as Joey was about to insert his throbbing tool into his girl’s incredibly moist pussy the door of his house would open and his parents would walk in and he would wake up from the great dream.
The next morning he woke up at the usual time, more tired than he had been in a while from all the arousal he was dreaming he was getting through the night. Again he went through the usual morning routine and went to school.
This day was the same as every other until his chemistry class. Joey walked into the class a little late and was met by a glare of utter resentment by Mrs. Taylor who was leaning against her table ion the front of the room, just about to start her lesson.
Joey would have guessed that Mrs. Taylor was in her early forties but her appearance did not give this away. She was rather slender, but tall: about 6’ 2”. She had quite a curvy figure even though she did not have the greatest ass in the world; it was more like one of those very tight asses that you see on those women that work out a lot. This came as no surprise as she was the wife of one of the gym coaches who just also happened to be the football coach. Her greatest asset, though, were definitely her breasts. It was rumored among the teachers that she had some work done on them because there was no way she could have such huge breasts for such a slender frame. Joey, having relatively little experience with cup sizes, would have estimated that she was in the D range but he could have easily been wrong.
“So, now that Mr. Rutherford has decided to join us, we can finally start the lesson.” Mrs. Taylor began, “Today we will be discussing electronegativity….” This lesson was especially grueling for Joey because he couldn’t keep his mind off of the dreams he had the night before. He just kept playing it over and over again in his head. “Why couldn’t I have at least put it in once?” he thought to himself as his penis was beginning to get engorged with blood. Right then, Mrs. Taylor decided to take a lap around the room while the students were working on some problems. By the time she got to Joey, he had a decently noticeable tent going in his shorts. As she walked by, she bent down and rested her breasts on Joey’s shoulder and whispered “I am glad you are so excited about electronegativity.” Immediately Joey blushed very deeply and as he turned to watch her leave she turned back and winked at him but then continued on. He forced himself to clear his mind of everything except for chemistry and powered through the rest of his work and the rest of the class.
As he was about to leave when the class was over Mrs. Taylor called to him “Mr. Rutherford, would you please stay here for a moment, we have to discuss something.” Terribly embarrassed, Joey, stopped, turned around, and started to walk back towards his teacher. Looking at her, he couldn’t help but to notice how nice she was looking today. She was beautifully tanned everywhere, her beautiful blonde hair was flowing down her neck, she was wearing a beautiful sun dress that really accentuated her assets, and finally she had a little flower in her hair that amplified her already stunning complexion. Making note of all this, he couldn’t help himself from getting aroused and once again he could feel his dick starting to grow.
“Joey, what can I do with you? I notice you are never paying attention in class, and your grades show it: you are failing right now,” Mrs. Taylor said.
“What? How could I be failing? I try real hard ma’am it’s just that I get home late from practice and I am just so tired that I don’t have the energy to do the work.”
“Well you are going to have to find a way to do it Joey, because you and I both know that you need this class to graduate. And if you don’t graduate you will never be able to play football in college, let alone go to college in general.”
“Oh Mrs. Taylor, please, please, what can I do to raise my grade now? There has to be some extra-credit? Or maybe I can make up all the work? Please Mrs. Taylor; I have to pass this class.”
“I can see that you do care so maybe we can work something out. So what are you willing to do?”
“I will do anything, Mrs. Taylor, I just really need a decent grade in this class,” Joey said in a pleading tone.
“Anything? Anything at all?” Mrs. Taylor asked with a devious smile. “I have an idea, how bout when you are done with your practice this afternoon you come back here and we will talk some more about it?”
Joey was very confused but was hoping that this would be a way to solve all his grade woes so he agreed.
“Oh, and please when you do come back here,” Mrs. Taylor was saying as he was leaving, “keep on all your football gear and uniform and don’t shower or anything either.”
He went to practice and it proceeded like any normal one except that he couldn’t keep his mind off of Mrs. Taylor and the sun-dress she was in. He just kept imagining how it gently fell onto her beautiful wide hips and how it hugged up nicely to her large and supple breasts. How her beautiful tan skin and scent of buttermilk drew him into a trance every time she was near. But what was he doing? He knew he could never do anything with her; besides the fact that she was one of his teachers, she was also his coach’s wife.
But as soon as practice began, it ended and Joey was walking out of the locker-room in his full uniform, to the questioning gazes of all his teammates. AS he got closer and closer to the chemistry room, his heart began to beat faster and faster, in anticipation of whatever might be coming. As he turned the corner into the classroom, there she was, sitting at her desk, as how she had been when he left her earlier that day.
“Um ma’am, I am here just like you asked,” Joey said in a timid and maybe even frightened tone. He was sweating profusely from both the grueling practice he had just endured, and form the swelteringly hot chemistry room he was now waiting in for a response from his gorgeous teacher.
“Ah yes Mr. Rutherford, we are here to talk about your grades,” she said as she rose from her desk and went to close the door. “So now do I have your word that whatever happens in here will stay between just you and I?”
Flabbergasted, all joey could muster was a very quiet “yes ma’am.”
“Well just in case, if I ever hear that if you tell anybody about anything I say or do, I will tell all your colleges that you cheated on all your tests and threatened me if I didn’t give you good grades. Alright, well now that that is out of the way, I thought of one way you could possibly raise your grade: fuck me so hard my brains explode.”
“WHAT? There is no way I can do that Mrs. Taylor –“
“Please call me Brandi, Joey,” she interjected.
“Ok, Brandi, there is no way I could have um, intercourse, with you. You are coach Taylor ’s wife and you are my chem teacher. This would be highly inappropriate. There has to be another way I can raise my grade,” Joey pleaded.
“Oh don’t worry about that impotent little bastard. Do you wanna know why he works all you guys so hard? Its cause he can’t get a stiffy anymore. Why do you think I got these?” she asked as she sensuously removed the straps of her dress and exposed her breasts which were completely bare because she must had taken off her bra while he was in practice. Her beautiful pink nipples were beginning to puff up and stand like little towers atop her beautiful orbs. “I was hoping that these would be able to make him hard again but I guess he is just not interested in me anymore. Why don’t you come over here and suck on them, I can see how you are oogling them. Have you ever seen a woman’s breasts before?”
“Um Ma’am, I really don’t feel comfortable doing this at all. I just don’t think it is right,” Joey continued to protest.
“Well if you don’t get over here and suck on this nipple, you can kiss your college dreams goodbye.” And with this being said, joey timidly walked over to his teacher’s huge, sumptuous orbs and without having any experience just began to suck on one of the nipples. As he continued to suck, he began to get the feel of what he was doing; he would first swirl his tongue around the actual nipple, and then gently nibble on it, to send jolts of electricity throughout Brandi’s gorgeous body. As he continues this process, his other hand began to migrate over to her other tit and he lightly caressed it and fondled with it, paying especial close attention to her exposed nipple which was standing at full attention now. “Oh Joey, you suck so good. Keep doing it just like that, you are doing it perfectly. Oh yes it feels so good!” Brandi whimpered as she was getting more and more aroused by her young student.
After a few more minutes of this, she somehow found the strength to pull his suction grip off her tit, and proceeded to pull down the rest of her sun dress. Joey peered down to see what treasures were down further, and sure enough the hot pink thong she was wearing was completely soaked through with pussy juices.
“Hey, you little perv, stop looking at my pussy!” Brandi said in a serious-enough tone that Joey thought she was being serious.
“Oh, um I am very sorry Ma’am, I won’t do it again.”
“It’s ok Joey, I was just joking. You gotta loosen up. And I can see your pants need to loosen up a little too,” Brandi said with a smirk. Joey didn’t notice this but his football pants got extremely tented while he was sucking on her nipple and now you could really see the outline of his jock-strap through the thin pants.
“Are you sure Mrs. Taylor? Are you sure it is ok I take them off?” Joey asked. And with a silent nod of approval from his now nearly nude teacher, joey untied the knot and let his pants fall to the ground, and thus exposing him in just his jockstrap and pads and jersey to her. He then proceeded to undo his pads and take of his jersey so that they were both in the room alone with only their undergarments on.
“Wooooo-weeeee. Wow do you look sexy in just that little thing. I love seeing my men in only jocks. How bout you give me a little turn so I can see you all the way around.” Joey did as he was asked and this caused the wet spot on Brandi’s thong to get even larger. She slowly walked up to him, making sure to move her torso so that her breasts would jiggle and arouse her boy-toy even more. “Well how bout I help you with these? I can see your friend down there really wants to get out and join the party as well.” As she said this, she slipped her fingers between the elastic strap and his skin and pulled down his jock to expose his magnificent 8” uncut cock. When her fingers and nails ran down his hips, and then thighs, and finally legs, all he could think about was slamming his cock into her pussy and watching her tits jiggle back and forth.
“WOW! I never expected you to be this big. You are even bigger than my husband. I can’t wait for this,” she said as she grabbed his cock. With dick in hand, she pulled him over to her desk and made him sit on her desk as she pulled herself up on top of the desk.
“Are you sure we should be doing this Ma’am? I just still don’t feel right about this,” Joey asked, even though his mind was telling him not to say anything at all. “And I have never done anything like this before.”
“Oh don’t worry about it babe, I will handle everything,” Brandi said as she straddled him and thus his face was at the same height as her pussy. She then slid down her moist thong so that they fell around her ankles, and now her exposed pussy was just floating right in front of Joey. Purely out of instinct, Joey decided to lean forward and started darting his tongue in-and-out her pussy. He soon found her clitoris and slowly began to write the alphabet with his tongue on her clit, which was giving her quite noticeable pleasure, as her pussy juices started to flow faster and more freely. “Oh Joey baby, that’s the spot right there, oh don’t stop. Just-keep-licking. OH YES!!! Right…….there! UGHHHHHH!!!!” He heard her moan right before he felt a big contraction in her pussy and then her whole body started to quiver and shake, and he knew he had just given her an awesome orgasm.
“Oooooooooooooh wow, that was so good,” she exclaimed, “but now it is my turn, just lay back and let me handle everything.” He did exactly as he was told and reclined more on the desk so that now his dick was standing straight up into the air like flag pole. As Brandi once again positioned herself straddling him she slowly began to lower himself onto his man rod. Right as his head slowly began to sink into her pussy he let out an audible gasp as it just felt so good. His super-sensitive head penetrated a little deeper into her already moist pussy and Joey was in ecstasy; all he could think about was how good it felt having his meat engulfed in his extremely busty teacher. “Oh yeah you like that don’t you?” Brandi asked as she had almost lowered herself completely down onto his shaft. As she finally lowered herself all the way down onto him, she could feel his big dick rubbing up against both the entrance of her cervix and her clit and she almost lost it right there, but just moved up slowly and then down again.
“Oh Mrs. Taylor, your pussy is so nice. I love the feeling so much,” Joey managed to groan out as she was beginning to pick up her pace riding him. Up and down and up and down she continued to pump herself on top of his dick. They were both being carried into their own special worlds of sexual satisfaction and thus Joey began to pump harder into her and she thrusted herself harder down on to his dick while both of their lower halves started to gyrate causing his dick to go deeper and both their pleasures to increase.
“JOEY YOU ARE SOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD. Keep giving it to me. I NEED your cock!” Mrs. Taylor yelled out in between moans of pleasure. They were both getting closer and closer to that point of unspeakable climax as their sweaty bodies collided creating that flesh on flesh slapping noise. Harder and harder she slammed down onto him and harder and herder he pumped into her, getting his dick so deep it was hitting her cervix with great force each time. When all of a sudden, “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH YYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!” Brandi screamed out and Joey felt her extremely wet pussy clamp down hard onto his dick and that was all he could take.
“HERE IT COMES…I AM CUMING IN YOU MRS. TAYLOR……UUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!” Joey yelled out as he shot stream after stream of hot sticky cum into his teacher’s pussy. He shot 8 solid streams into her and the rest just drizzled out of the tip of his now deflating dick which still was in his teacher. Soon after he came back to earth from orgasmo-land he pulled himself out of her cunt and wiped his messy dick on his jersey.
“Wow, Joey, I never thought you would be that good. I have not came like that in years,” Brandi said as she walked over to her younger fuck-buddy and began to smooch him affectionately. As their tongues were darting in and out of one-another’s mouths, Joey came up with what he thought was a brilliant idea. All of a sudden he grabbed her around the waist and half carried, half guided her back to the desk and laid her down on top of it so her pussy and ass were hanging off. By this time, he was hard again and inserted his dick right away. “Oooooh Joey, I love a boy who can take charge. Give it to me as hard as you can!”
Joey did exactly this. He kept going in and out, in and out, in and out. With each thrust he picked up his pace a little bit and Brandi thrusted back into him every time his hilt was pushed up against her. He went at it like this until he could not go any faster and then kept his speed up and kept fucking her at a mind-bending speed. He could feel she was getting close again by how much pussy juices were flowing out of her and down his legs and he just kept pumping away, dedicated to have her cum again before he did. And he did not have to wait long, only a few moments later he felt that familiar contraction and once again his dick was stuck inside her pussy as her whole body was shaking and her pussy would not let go of his dick.
“JJJJJJJJJOOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYY UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!” She yelled out and this combined with the still incredible pace Joey maintained pushed him over the edge and he once again shot his seed into her. Although this time his shots didn’t have as much force it was definitely the same quantity of cum, as he could feel it all leaking out of him and into her. They both just lied there on top of the desk for a good five minute with Joey’s cock still in his teacher’s cunt and the mixture of their two juices leaking out of her pussy and beginning to form a puddle on the ground.
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“UNDERWEAR”

Underwear
By Blueheatt
___ That night we were watching porn in my room and he was flipping around porn pictures and stopped at a site to view some. It was young guys cross dressing. We giggled at some of the guys wearing women’s clothes. We clicked around and that’s when I saw them. The same bra and panties I couldn’t find. I stopped and carefully looked at the pictures some young guy was wearing. The last picture he was wanking and shot cum. I noticed Trav got a big hardon. I admit the guy looked very much like a cute young girl. I got a little aroused myself watching him/her.
I saw something….
….he had a sheet up to hide where he was but one bed post was showing…..then it hit me who the guy was. My younger brother!…Sam.
He called himself ’Samantha’ in the pictures. Trav said the young guy made a cute sexy looking girl in the bra and panties that Trav was familiar with. I didn’t say anything at first, I just watched the pictures again and again. Trav got very aroused and said if ‘he’ was only a ‘she‘.
I realized now how this all got started.
I had a very private slumber party when our parents were gone for the weekend. I told Sam to keep his mouth shut about it. He smiled and said ok, but he wanted to watch ’things’ going on. I said ’maybe’ we’ll see how it goes.
My three very close girlfriends all gathered in my bedroom. OK….I like to have sex with girls too, and Trav does not know this. Sam was aware of the sounds we made and listened at my darkened doorway in the hall.
Sandy spotted him and decided to have a little fun with him. I tried to stop this but the girls all got him and pulled him in the room. Sam was young, skinny and under developed. The girls all said he would make a cute young ’girl’.
Us girls all had one thing in common, we all had the desire to get a real young girl and lick her pussy and get her sexually excited. We all had it done to us by girlfriends, older girls, sisters, aunts, and even moms got us all horny for the first time.
Next thing I knew, they’re holding him and putting makeup on him. You could tell he liked the attention. Out came some hair pieces and a bra and some panties. I was shocked at how developed his cock was. It was slowly getting bigger as the girls all fussed over him. These girls were already horny from playing with each other and me.
I just let ’things’ happen.
We had a new girl to play sex with….but… who had a cock. Poor Sam didn’t stand a chance.
We ….were all over him to make him real horny too. His cock got bigger and bigger. He got his first tongue kisses and his boy tits felt up. Someone whispered to him to ’jack’ his cock for us. He was shy…so we all jack it for him. Sandy was hot to give him a blow job when he shot cum big, all over our hands. He moaned, then got up and took off for the bath room.
He didn’t return, so we had sex with each other all night. I told him the next day that ‘nothing happened‘…right? He smiled and agreed….but got a panicked look and made me promise not ever tell any guys about the ’nothing happened’ night. We never talked about it again…but I wondered what he must have been thinking about what ’never happened’. Those pictures of him cross dressed like a female, told me it must have had some effect on him.
Let me fast forward to today for a minute, because we later did have a talk about the night that ’nothing happened’ one night.
I brought it up and here’s what he told me:
“ I was all excited about watching you girls having sex play. I knew you did by the sounds I heard in your room. I like to wank listening and thinking about it. I’d never been with a girl yet and I was coming of age and the thought of fucking girls made me cum when I wanked.
When Sandy grabbed me and drug me in your bedroom I was so stunned I just submitted to her giving me a close up look at 4 girls half naked. I just put up with the make up and girls clothes on me. This was all arousing me to a new level. When you gals all jacked on me…I had the best cum of my life. I panicked and ran out because I was afraid you all would think I was gay, which I’m not. Later on I got aroused by looking in your drawers and feeling your bra and panties. It kept going. I tried on your bra and panties and got more horny, and I had great wanks from it.
I found a buddy at school, Jerry, and slowly we found we both liked to cross dress to get horny, and then wank. We did a sleep over at his house and crossed dressed for each other. He was so sexy looking dressed like a girl and we both got so aroused we wanked each other.
By now we both had girlfriends and were getting sex, but the cross dressing still made us real horny. That was about the time we took pictures of each other and the pictures made us horny. Dressing like a girl and seeing him aroused was a big turn on for both of us. We were not gay, but we began to make ‘exceptions’.
Watching each others excited cocks get big hardons and thinking like girls, we both wanted to suck on that excited hard cock. The first time his parents were gone, we got all dressed and both got extra super horny. We turned the lights low and pretended we were girls. We turned 69 to watch each other cum. At about that same time our cocks went in our mouths. We felt our tits and hair and moaned like a girl. We were girls sucking a guys cock and it was taking us to a new peak. We just kept pretending as we both blasted cum in our mouths. It was somehow ‘ok’ as a girl giving a guy a blow job, but even more thrilling. When we were back to our regular guy clothes we didn’t get horny or have any sexual attraction to each other at all. It worked for us.
The pictures ended up on the internet and then you spotted me.”
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Listening to Sam was making me very horny. A girl dressed like a guy did nothing for me, but a cross dressing (CD) girl…she had a cock, and the idea of getting together with ‘Samantha’ was a real turn on.
I whispered to Sam, “I want a date with ‘Samantha’, she’s got me hot and I want to have sex with her.” Sam smiled and said ‘Samantha’ already had a boyfriend but….she was definitely interested in having a girlfriend and he would set up a secret date with ’her’.
I decided not to tell Trav anything about this.
Trav had grown a new interest in certain CD’s and the pictures got him a hardon. I didn’t want him near Samantha and our top secret affair we were lining up. I admit, I wanted Samantha all to myself…….
It was a weekend when Trav and my parents were both gone. I stopped Sam in the hall and said: “Is tonight good for Samantha?”…he said out of breath…”I was just going to get you and tell you Samantha would love to get with you tonight. She’ll come to your room about 9pm tonight…ok?”
I showered and dressed up for her. I waited in my room for my date. At 9pm my door slowly swung open. I had soft light on and there she stood…‘Samantha‘. She had on a long sexy dress, high heels, long flowing hair and perfect makeup. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I said quietly: “I’ve been so waiting to meet you Samantha.” She didn’t speak but slowly came over and held out her hand. I held it and she had me stand up. Our bodies came together in the sexiest hug ever. I looked down her low cut front at my missing bra. I just had to reach in and feel her little tits. She did the same to me and we started unbuttoning our dresses, a little at a time. We felt our asses and body’s. Our excited breathing was awesome. She was a hot beautiful young girl. I felt a rising lump between her legs. Her gentle hands felt my tits and nipples. She guided her lump between my legs slowly, but firm ….right on my pussy. She started kissing down my cleavage. Damn, she was making me hot….
This was all new to me. I loved to feel girls up and lick their tits and pussy’s, but this girl had a cock and I wanted to feel it with my bare hands. A new excitement was happening in me. I had my girl and guy desires being turned on full at the same time and it was taking me to a new level of extreme arousement I didn’t even know existed. I loved to feel my heart pounding and the twitching and wetness in my pussy.
I slowly hiked up her dress and felt her cock inside my missing panties. It was very warm and I could feel her heartbeat in the throbbing of her cock.
She kissed down my now open dress and onto her knees. I got a wave of heat travel through my body, something I’d never had before. She inched down my tiny panties with her teeth. I felt a burst of wetness in my pussy. She lowered me to sit on my bed. She leaned me back and took my panties clear off. She bent my legs at the knee and opened them up. I felt her hair as she began to lick my pussy. My clit was throbbing with each lick of her tongue.
I want her cock in me bad and wanted her to hurry….yet …take your time as I got a floating feeling. It was an awesome site to see and feel a very young girl…. licking my pussy.
She slowly turned and got up on the bed, while she kept licking my pussy. She rolled me to her and lifted my one leg. She scooted her sexy panties ever closer to my face. I grabbed and squeezed her butt cheeks. I licked her panties over her now hard and erect cock.
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Let’s fast forward again so you know what Sam told me later about what he was thinking that night…..

“I got real horny when you said you wanted a date with ’Samantha’. My CD buddy Jerry was the only one that had a sexual desire for me as Samantha, and now…. not only a girl, but my own sister wants to have sex with me. Most young guys think about having sex with their sisters but don’t tell hardly any other guys because is was so taboo.
I was getting a double turn on, as a guy who would love to fuck his sister, and…as Samantha the girl I pretended to be to get turned on. Jan your a looker with your big tits, a great ass and very sexy. Your also very sexy to certain girls and know hot to turn a girl on real good. I use to listen at your door to you making your girlfriends all hot by tribbing and then going 69 with them. The moaning was a real turn on for me.
You were hot for Samantha and she was hot for you….and so was Sam. Getting to feel those big tits and lick your pussy was over the top exciting. Now I was getting the action, not just listening to it. Licking your pussy almost made me cum in my panties. Going 69 was next as I got in position and I felt your tongue on my cock….
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Back to our ’date’ night. Instead of having my fingers in a girls pussy, I had a cock to play with. I pulled off her panties and went for her cock, licking, sucking and jacking it. She was teasing my clit and massaging my G spot perfect. I jumped with my first orgasm she gave me. I deep throated her and heard her moan. She fingered my pussy faster and sucked my clit harder… I started jacking her as I kept her cock in my mouth. I was going crazy as I wanted to feel her cum shoot in my mouth. We both began to moan as it built up and up. She moaned long and my pussy clamped on her fingers in a glorious climax. She sucked hard on my clit as I squirmed with the feelings. Hot shots of cum filled my mouth and overflowed. Oh my god she could cum a lot, pumping and driving her cock deep in my mouth. We moaned, squirmed and shook at the new high we were having.
A girl had just shot cum in my mouth just as I had a climax…..the strongest most intense one I‘d ever had….
I didn’t have to wonder how Samantha felt, she read my mind. After a little time to recover we both wanted her cock in me. We turned and up came our dresses as she lay on top of me. We both held her cock and rubbed it on my wet pussy.
I had sneaked rubbing pussy’s with girl before at school, in a car and when no one was around to see us. We both had on dresses and we just filliped up our dresses and pulled our panties down… I was on top. I put her legs up and pressed my pussy against hers and we got hot. Oh it was a high that I’ll never forget….she kissed me and drove her pussy so that our clits touched….I held her tight as it got higher and then we both climaxed at the same time…we moan and ground our pussy’s for a long time….
It was exciting. The same excitement was happening now but more so with Samantha who had that beautiful cock.
I get real excited when another girl gets real horny and aggressive with me to feel me up and rub pussys. Samantha was like that. She was pumped to fuck me after wanting to for so long. She held my arms down and let her cock tease my clit. It was almost to much as my pussy orgasmed all by itself. The moaning and squirming was intense.
I began to whisper to her…..(“..oh fuck me….fuck me good…put it in now…I want it so bad…Samantha fuck me now…”) the words just came out as she held me down. Her cock found it’s way to my entrance. She wrapped her arms around me and pushed her cock all the way in. My pussys squeezed around it and orgasmed again.
She started a slow fuck and let it build up a little faster. We both made those heavenly sounds as our bodies moved totally together. Feeling a girl on top of you and a cock in your pussy was awesome. I felt like I just entered a trance on a ride to heaven. Our legs intertwined as our hand went crazy feeling our tits. We squirmed and moaned as it was on its was. She went with deeper strokes in me as my pussy gladly welcomed them. She took one hand and massaged my throbbing clit…two steady moans came out of us as I felt her cock swell up to its peak size. She began to get weak as the first shot led the way to our skin slapping peak….last deep trust by both of us and all exploded.
We both yelled as a blast of hot cum shot in me, then continuously over and over. My pussy locked up to hold her in tight. We became animals fucking hard and fast as her load filled my pussy to the max. We got out of breath and dizzy as we couldn’t stop fucking….no time to even think as we were out of control with the feelings…..oh…my….god…we have gone to a new heaven…..it made us slowly black out with the intense pleasure……
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MY DAUGHTE IS A CUM DUMPSTE 3

I would like to apologize for the delay in continuing this story. I have received a series of requests to continue it and I am humbled that my perverse thoughts and writing style appeal to so many. It’s tough times and working two jobs while keeping this hobby quiet has proven difficult. But without further delay, here is the next chapter of my first ever publication.
I was rarely the first to rise, but I was feeling rather relieved by the prior days activity. My daughter was turning into every pervert’s wet dream and my wife was none the wiser. Part of me, the very small portion of integrity and self-respect that remained had made an un-negotiable promise. I swore to myself that I would not have sex with Renee. It’s not because I did not want to, but I felt that there is a limit to any perverse thought. I felt at this moment, my limit was the absolute refusal to take her virginity.
I walked into the bathroom and started the water to the shower. As the room began to steam, I undressed and stepped inside. My dick has been steadily hard for two solid days. Part of me chuckled as I thought of a stupid Viagra commercial and the recommendation to see a doctor if it lasts more than four hours. I lathered up my cock and balls and got a crazy thought. It had been about a year since I last did some manscaping. A perverted smile came across my face as I picked up my razor.
Although it had been awhile since I last shaved my balls, I was able to get the job done like a seasoned pro. I shaved them clean as a whistle and trimmed my pubes into a thin triangle. I even ventured the razor into my crack and did the best I could to shave around my asshole and gooch. I even thought about going to a distant salon and considered a wax. But that is not a serious consideration. I fear the embarrassment and pain declined that mental option.
As I stepped out of the shower to dry off I was feeling rather sexy for the first time in a long time. I strutted back into the bedroom with my wood and new trim on proud display. Stacey was still sleeping as I walked up to the bed. I was thinking of a fun way to wake her up to show off my new toy. As I approached my bed I noticed my phone was blinking. Knowing I had a new text and it was probably from Renee I anxiously picked up my phone right as Stacey began to stir.
Before I could open the message I heard “mmmmm is that for me big boy…?” from Stacey in her sexy but not really awake voice. In truth I did think much about Stacey when I did it, but I had no problem with her enjoying it. Stacey reached out and grabbed my cock with her hand and gave it a few short tugs as I stared down at her. I hadn’t forgotten my phone in my hand and I didn’t want to make any obvious way of hiding it. Fortunately I didn’t have to. Noticing the phone in my hand she said “someone is feeling naughty this morning… But honey I look terrible. Let’s not take any photo’s right now. Let me go pee then I will take care of my little friend here.” With that said she leans forward and briefly licked the head of my dick and trotted into the bathroom. She slapped my bare ass as she passed by.
Although I was excited to get some, I was sadly more excited to see what my daughter had sent me. I quickly turned on the screen of my phone and smiled when I noticed I had gotten three new messages but only one was from Renee. The others were from work friends, I would check them later. I had only one that peeked my interest.
I opened the message and involuntarily grunted when I opened the picture message. It was a photo of Renee’s sweet hairless pussy with the newly acquired dildo plunged to the fake balls inside. The photo was not of high quality but it was still the hottest photo I had ever seen. My dick was literally bouncing with excitement and if I hadn’t had so many orgasms the past couple days then I could have ejected my trembling squirming juniors from my steel hardened prick. My manhood was nothing to be particularly proud of, but with the new manscape and its particular hardness I was strutting around like a peacock knowing two women in my own house wanted it. I use the term “woman” loosely when im referring to Renee. She will be starting High School in August and I reserve that descriptive term for later in her development. As of now she is just a crazy young girl who has educated herself well on the kinkiest of all foreplay and sex via internet pornography.
Just then Stacey walked out of the bathroom with a grin and a skip towards me. She was wearing only a bra and a smile. She shuffled up to me and planted a strong kiss on me. “We don’t have long because I have work, so nut quickly okay?’’ she said as she grabbed my cock and pulled me towards the bed like a leash.
Stacey sat on the bed and gave my prick three deep plunges in her mouth to get it lubricated. I was so aroused I knew busting a nut quickly would be easy. Stacey bent over the bed and looked over her shoulder at me with her “fuck me” eyes and said “If you dump your load quickly I will bring you home some ice cream”… It’s odd that it was just then I realized how much she really knew me. She knew motivating me with food in a form of dirty talk would get the results she wanted.
Without delay I entered her and sunk my dick to the hilt. She screamed out in delight “Oh yeah Daddy YEAH” as I began my thrusting. Hearing her say that placed Renee right in my thoughts. I immediately pictured Renee replacing Stacey on the bed. Her smaller/shorter stature getting jolted by my thrusts. At that moment I felt the upcoming orgasm hit me hard and my knees buckled as I thrusted as hard as I could. I felt every last drop of my swimmers dive into the depths of her sopping pussy.
I backed out of her quickly with a loud sloppy flop. I always liked doing that so I could watch my cum spew from her womb. As I observed the leak I smiled from ear to ear and took a seat on the bed next to her. I gasped my breath while she lay there for a moment. She slowly stood up and waddled back to the bathroom while my spunk slid down her legs. It’s odd, but I find that sight extremely erotic.
I fell back on my bed and grabbed my phone thinking Renee may have sent me a message. Sadly she hadn’t. I stood up and got dressed in some pajama pants. The ones with an opening fly, and I pulled on a t-shirt. As Stacey scurried out of the bathroom towards the bedroom door I followed her. She needed to leave right away if she was going to make it to work on time. Her hours really are awful.
As we walked through the living room to the kitchen I was stunned to see Renee sitting at the breakfast bar. She was sitting on a stool in an outfit I feel was straight out of a stripper supply store. She was wearing the classic schoolgirl outfit. From the toes up she wore knee high white socks, a black and red plaid skirt that draped over the stool, and a white tank top without a bra highlighting her clearly erect nipples and small breasts. She even polished the outfit off with pigtails and a ribbon. It was the sexiest outfit I had ever seen. It was obvious that she was intentionally dressed like a slut and the truth is… I absolutely fucking loved it. The problem is, there is no way Stacey was not going to notice as well. Trouble was brewing.
Renee was sitting there eating a bowl of cereal as Stacey stomped into the kitchen collecting her things from the countertops stuffing them into her purse. Renee was staring at me with almost teary eyes. They were not eyes of sadness, but more of an anxious yearning. Her face appeared sweaty and her hairline was damp.
Stacey approached Renee and kissed her on top of her head. “Have a good day at school sweetie… please get some laundry done tonight.” Stacey said to Renee. Stacey then approached me and gave me a peck on the mouth. She whispered “later stud” and gave me a small squeeze on my butt. Stacey then scrambled out the front door. I couldn’t believe Stacey didn’t say or appear to notice Renee’s outfit.
I approached Renee who brightened the room with a huge smile as I approached. “Good morning daddy…” she spoke in her most innocent voice. “I’ve been waiting for you… I’m having SOOOO much fun with my new toy. Thank you again daddy I absolutely love iiiiiiiit” she said trailing off at the end.
I was puzzled by her behavior as I sat in the stool next to her. Renee then sat up straight and started shifting her hips forward and backwards violently. She arched her back and let out a loud cry and displayed every symptom of an orgasm. I saw a flood of liquid drip down the legs of the stool she sat on. I couldn’t believe my eyes. She literally just had an orgasm on the stool without doing anything. Renee started breathing more casually and sighed in in obvious relief. She turned and looked at me with a blushing smile on her face. “I really needed that…” she said as she collected her composure.
She obviously noticed my puzzled face. She said “I have to go to school soon… and this cereal is not what I want to eat.” Renee slowly and shakily started rising off the stool until she was almost standing on the stool pegs. Renee swung her leg off the stool and stood next to the stool. I choked when I noticed the source of her behavior. The dildo I gave her the day prior was standing erect on the stool. She had been sitting on the stool with the dildo plunged into her pussy the whole time.
I was so fucking turned on by this that I reached down and unbuttoned the fly of my pajama pants. Catching my drift, Renee jumped to me and reached into the fly tugging my cock out almost violently. Renee gasped when she realized my newly shaven ball sack. She instantly attacked them orally and sucked a nut into her mouth with a slurping sound. “Daddy?” she mumbled. “Yes sweetheart” I said with my head arched back. “You just fucked mommy didn’t you… I can taste her.” She said as she took the head into her mouth. I didn’t exactly know how to respond, and I didn’t want to lie so I nodded in a yes. Renee pulled my dick from her mouth and said with an almost pouty tone “it tastes good. Do you want to fuck me now too?” This was that moment that I was preparing myself for. As badly as I wanted to take her… I still could not take her virginity. It was just too wrong I convinced myself.
“I just cant do that to you sweetheart…” I said with less conviction than I wanted. “But daddy… why not… Im your slut…” she replied after pulling her mouth free momentarily. As erotic as this moment was, I still was not budging on my decision and I said the only honest answer I could think of. “Sweetheart… I love you and I love what your doing to me… But I cant take your virginity… It’s just too far.” I immediately regretted my words the moment they left my mouth. I was just praying my cock would not leave hers.
“I gave my virginity to my new toy right there… I named it DADDY” she said pulling away and steadily stoking my knob. I was approaching an orgasm. I really just want to push her to the ground and ravish her. She let go of my cock and stood up. I was devastated that she let me go. Was this the end?… I really fucked up this time.
Renee grabbed “DADDY” from the stool with a pop. She retuned between my legs and set the dildo on the linoleum floor between my feet. Renee hiked up her skirt with her left hand and spit a long string of saliva into her right hand. She used the spit soaked palm to wipe her bare pussy. Renee then lowered herself onto the dildo and I watched as the head penetrated her womb. She used slow rocking motions to slowly ease herself onto the toy. With a groaning sigh Renee said “that’s better. I’m gonna fuck my daddy one way or another.” Renee then leaned forward and hands free lifted me into her mouth. She leaned forward as far as she could before she gagged. Determined she kept it in as long as she could before she pulled back gagging again. She looked into my eyes as her eyes began to well and her face flushed from the continuous choking and pleasure in her pussy.
“Daddy listen to me…” Renee said with a serious stern face and voice. “You can do anything… ANYTHING… you want to me… I want to try everything there is… I’m you toy.” My mind went to a dark place at this moment. Getting a green light to explore every sour thought I ever imagined guilt free prompted an evil chuckle. That statement changed my life.
“Stand up slut!” I barked, giving into my deepest awful thoughts. Visibly surprised by my changed demeanor Renee jumped to attention with a confused look. I grabbed Renee around the waist and picked her up to my chest. I planted our faces together and buried my tongue as far into her mouth as I could. She let out a moan as I did this. A THUD rang through the kitchen as I dropped her onto her ass on the kitchen bar. I put my hand over her face and pushed her hand causing her upper body to fall back on the bar. I dropped to my knees and took in my first close up of her perfect bare pussy. I did not waste any time before I went to town with my mouth. I pulled out all my learned skills. I licked her clit, I tongued her hole. Hell, I even tongued her tiny asshole. Renee bucked and squired all over the countertop as I applied my talent. I knew she was going to bust any moment. She was screaming and moaning “Daddy…Oh Daddy!!!”… I used my hand to stimulate her clit and opened my mouth around her opening. One last ear shattering scream caused the flood gates to open and a river of fluid shot from her pussy with more force than I expected. I was without a doubt completely drenched from head to shoulders. As she subsided her orgasm I stood up with a bulging mouth of pussy squirt. I reached over and grabbed Renee by a pig tail and sat her up. I cupped her neck/chin with my hand and angled her face upwards. Renee understood what I wanted and opened her mouth. I leaked her fluid from my mouth into her mouth small amounts at a time. She graciously swallowed every drop I provided her. After the last drop was drunk, I pushed her back onto the bar. I removed my pants and walked around to her face and dropped my balls onto her nose. Without hesitation she opened her mouth and allowed my aching balls into her mouth. She lathered them softly and gently. Without intention I stumbled forward a step and my balls fell onto her neck.
I felt a sensation I had never felt before. Renee without missing a beat, starting licking my asshole. I jumped at first but the new feeling was… fantastic. My dick was throbbing at the new pleasure. I backed up and dropped my cock into her mouth. I was possessed and did not control myself. I began thrusting without giving her the opportunity to lube and adjust to the new activity.
Renee was gagging and gargling but I did not stop. I pumped as much as I could before hitting the wall of her throat. I didn’t want to kill her, but I did want her to understand what I wanted my “toy” to do. I felt my orgasm bulging in my groin Renee obviously sensed this and acted in a way that I again had never experienced before. Renee forced her middle finger into my asshole and pressed forward towards my cock. The sensation at first was surprising and made me jolt. But I unloaded the largest flood of semen I have ever seen. Renee used her free hand to stroke my cock as her mouth waited open underneath. By the time my unearthly orgasm subsided her mouth was filled to the brim with hot frothy cum. I took a step back and Renee released her finger from my ass. She stared at me upside down and closed he mouth. She rolled to her stomach while maintaining eye contact. She gulped hard. I could see her straining and forcing herself not to gag. Her eyes were watery as she opened her mouth and displayed an empty oral cavity.
“Did I do good daddy?” she said with her sweet upbeat personality. She smiled and giggled a little. “That was very good baby girl… very, very, very good.” I said before walking to the bar and sitting on the stool. “Now, go clean yourself off and get to school…” I said with a slightly more authority tone.
With a pouty face Renee left to her room. About 30 minutes later she came back downstairs in slightly more appropriate school clothing. I met her at the front door and gave her a kiss. Her pouty attitude instantly changed as we began making out. I was hunched over so far to reach her face that I think I could have touched the ground. As I released her and stood up she bit her lower lip and gave me her best “fuck me” face. I pulled out my wallet and gave Renee my credit card. Surprised and confused she took it from my hand. “I think you should be able to order whatever toys you want… Just don’t get too carried away. And a little something for me wouldn’t hurt either.” Renee instantly leaped into my arms and planted a wet kiss on my face. We kissed for about a minute before I heard the school bus honk. We both jumped at the sound and I sat her back onto her feet. With a giant gin on her face Renee opened the door and ran to the bus.
Unfortunately I was leaving for work tomorrow. I am a roofing consultant and I have a three day job that I leave for tomorrow morning. Hopefully I can handle going more than 45 minutes without a spooge release. I walked over to the couch and took a seat. The smell of young pussy filled the house. I was in bliss for this moment.

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The Brothers Return

Derek had never mentioned his brothers in any of our long chats at his house or during break at school. I never asked because I assumed it was a sensitive subject. I had no idea.

Wave to the Moon, It’s Watching!

“WAVE TO THE MOON. IT’S WATCHING” – Deadeye Dick
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Clay looked down at the boy’s hair. It was combed back in a tight, soaking bunch just above the back of his neck. Clay never expressed how great that hair made him feel. The boy, fully aware of his own attractiveness, probably never knew.
“I mean, it’s not like we’d do anything serious. You know? I mean this could be a one time thing. Just kinda seeing how it..I dunno, how it feels.” Clay paused, bit his lower lip. “You know what I mean?”
The boy took awhile to answer. Typical. When he wasn’t running his mouth – his cute mouth, Clay thought with a twist of his stomach – he was combing that hair. One swipe wasn’t enough. No, it usually took twenty to satisfy.
He yanked a piece of grass from the earth. He twisted it, stuck it between his teeth. Then he said: “Yeah. Yeah, I know. I always wondered how it was. But it’s up to you.”
“Well, I..”
What else? Christ, the idea was hard enough to bring up. What else could there possibly be to clarify?
“I mean, where would we do it?” the boy asked. A thin strand of green saliva rolled off his chin. “We’d need a place, and a time, I guess. I never done this before.”
“Me neither,” Clay said.
The boys were sitting on a slopped hill overlooking Camp Greenwood. The mess hall building stood the tallest and ugliest, painted a rancid puke green. One of its windows, the cracked one on the left, glistened in the afternoon sun. Clay had to squint when he glanced downhill, but the boy was wearing a pair of cheap pink sunglasses. He was on his back, staring up at the sky. Clay stood over him. Thinking of what to say next.
“They’re always doing camper check up after supper,” the boy said, the grass blade bopping along between his lips. “And in the morning they do it again. And then again after breakfast. So when are we doing it?”
“Fuck.”
Clay spat. He reached in his pocket and unwrapped a piece of gum. He chewed, not really satisfied. Barely any sugar. The boy once joked that Clay chewed more gum than a chain-smoker smoked.
Clay spat again.
“How ’bout this?” The boy lifted himself from the ground, using his elbows. His hair was corkscrewed in the back and sprinkled with dirt. Soon the plastic comb would be out. “How about we meet here tonight after lights out, or something. After the counselors are sleeping and the guys are sleeping, we’ll come down here.”
“Uh, yeah. I guess that’ll work,” Clay said, distracted.
“But we’ll make it quick. Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
Clay knew. He popped another tasteless piece of gum. He knew.
What about the guys? What if they found out?
“Here would be good I guess, but what about Patterson? He always stays up at midnight.” Clay stopped, chewed. The boy was nodding slowly, as if keeping rhythm to a song stuck in his pretty little head. “We need an excuse.”
“We don’t need one,” the boy said at once. “Patterson doesn’t even like you.”
“If he doesn’t like me, he’ll turn me..us in.”
“Nah, he won’t.”
Clay suddenly felt angry. It crawled up his throat. It made his gum, already lacking flavor, taste like soap. He spat a third time, right beside the boy’s pretty blonde head. “What the fuck are you talking about?” he asked.
“C’mon,” the boy said. He hopped to his feet and spat himself, the grass blade dancing and twirling as it fell. “C’mon.”
2 =
Camp Counselor Rickley didn’t want to be your friend. He only wanted to help, but he wanted to stay put on a strict teacher-student level. Clay was fine with that. In fact he felt relief when Rickley announced this himself on the first day of summer, when Camp Greenwood opened its two oak entrance doors.
When Clay and the blonde boy walked into Rickley’s office, he was leaning back on a hard-looking meta chair, his feet propped up on his desk, reading a thin Sci-Fi novel. He was halfway through, his lips slightly pulled apart as his eyes scanned the pages. A grotesque alien and a sexy muscular woman graced the cover.
“Rickley?” Clay said softly. He gave the office door two quick taps just to make sure. Rickley heard. He looked up in mild surprise and marked his place with an old Pokemon card. “Could we talk to you?”
“Sure guys,” Rickley said. He leaned forward. His hair was dry, burnt orange, and tied up in a last-minute ponytail. His skin had a greasy gleam to it. Perhaps the harsh fluorescent lights above were to blame. Clay wasn’t sure. Considering the problem on his shoulders at that moment, he didn’t care. “Sorry guys about the chairs. You’ll have to stand. Sorry.”
“No problem,” the boy said. “We just wanted to ask one question.”
Rickley smiled. A strictly professional smile. A bit ugly. “Shoot.”
“Well, we..” Clay started. He looked over at the boy for support. The boy shrugged, reached into his pocket for his plastic comb. So typical. And this was his idea. “..we wanted to move cabins. We have Cabin 4. We were thinking about Cabin 6. Maybe 7?”
“Uh, well…Why?”
“Well, eh..”
The boy stepped to the plate this time. Four swipes and the comb was gone, retired for the time being. He cleared his throat. “Patterson is so annoying. He’s annoying us.” As if for emphasis, or evidence, the boy added quickly, “And he hates Clay.”
Rickley crossed his pale arms and sighed. His eyes fixed on Clay, then switched over to the blond boy.
“I don’t like Patterson that much,” Clay said. He was being honest.
He knew Rickley heard the honesty. “Sure, guys,” he gave in. “But you better go pack your stuff now. It’s getting dark.”
Clay held back his smile, but the boy couldn’t help a crooked grin. Clay saw it before the boy could put it away. His heart fluttered. His cheeks flooded with warmth.
“Thanks!” the boy said.
“Yeah, thanks Rickley,” Clay said.
“Sure, yep,” Rickley said. He got up. “But one thing before you guys go and pack. You guys remember what I said on the first day?”
Clay looked at the boy. The boy looked back. Their faces were blank. It must’ve been a funny sight, because Rickley chuckled: gawk, gawk, gawk. “I just said to try to tolerate your cabin-mates,” he said. “Even if they’re buttheads. Right?”
Clay nodded.
“Sure, Rickley,” the boy said. “C’mon, you know Patterson’s an asshole.”
“I know anyone can be buttheads, kiddo,” Rickley said patently; professionally. “Watch your language in my office.”
3 =
Clay finished first. He picked his box up and carried it outside Cabin 4’s entrance, holding his breath under its respectable weight. A few books and t-shirts there, two or three CDs here, and he was finished. Piece of cake.
He waited for the boy. He couldn’t hear him – the boy was, and had always been, a silent packer – so he sat down on his box and counted the leafs.
What’s happening tonight? He couldn’t help the question wandering into his head. Once it was there it demanded an answer. What are you going to do? What the fuck is happening?
Clay had spent so much time planning, so much time nervously imagining the feel of the boy, what the boy would do without clothes…Now he couldn’t even answer a simple question. A question he asked himself.
Here’s the bottom line: Clay didn’t know. Nothing can be planned perfectly, Clay was aware of that. Nothing is perfect. The night would just have to unravel, blossom. If it happened, it happened. If it didn’t, well….
“But we’ll make it quick,” the boy had said, not four hours before. “Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
So what exactly did the boy mean by that? Did he plan on doing this with Clay again? Did he like Clay? Did he have a-
“Clay! C’mere a second!”
Clay perked up a bit. He hopped off his box and poked his head into the boy’s room.
The smell hit first; a strange mixture of sweat-dried socks, cologne, and bubblegum. Then his eyes adjusted to the room’s dim light, and he could see the boy hunched over his own box, his arm under his bed, his tongue stuck out in frustration.
“Help me with this,” the boy told Clay.

They settled on Cabin 6. It stood closest to Burnblack Hill, the boy assured. He was right. The boy assured Clay that the interior would be cozy, that the other campers would have a helluva hard time hearing them. Again, the boy was right on the money.
They stumbled in, dropped their boxes.
“Lookit this,” the boy said loudly. He smiled. He clapped Clay on the back. “Ah, yeah. This is good.”
“Yeah,” Clay said. It has a rug. Lookit the rug.”
“I know, man, I see it.”
The floor was spotless. The windows were streak-free and sent back perfectly-made reflections; Clay and the boy, standing side by side. A table had been nudged into one corner. Books, papers, and candy wrappers littered the surface. The boy picked up the thickest book, thumbed through it.
“Textbook.”
He dropped it and began a rhythm; stare, touch, smell, chuckle. He treated Cabin 6 like a high class four star hotel room.
It could have been a hotel room, expect for the TV. Someone had broken it.

Hours later.
The smell of cigarette smoke hung in the air. The boy was sucking on a crumpled Camel. Clay hated cigarettes. He tried to persuade the boy not to light up, but it was pointless. Like trying to kick his own gum habit.
He pulled the covers over his nose and counted the brown ceiling tiles. He was naked. The boy was naked.
The boy didn’t bother with covers. His dick sat limply on his left thigh, shaven, swollen with greenish veins. Clay gave it a friendly hey-how’sitgoing-look, then turned on his side.
“So what are we doing now?” the boy asked. He blew smoke, and it all seemed to swarm Clay’s side. He coughed. “Sorry, man. So what you want to do now?”
“I, uh…I dunno.”
“Well, we have to do something. I mean, you’re supposed to do something after you’re naked. Like, I dunno…do something.”
Do what? Clay thought. His own penis, smaller and hairier, twitched to life, as if it to was waiting for something.
“I think we should, uh..” the boy paused. He dragged on his cigarette in the meantime. Coughed. Continued: “I think we should suck each other.”
Clay sat up. Something pierced his heart then, reminding him of the feeling he got whenever his name was mentioned during the morning announcements at school. The feeling always subsided on his way to the office, but that was at school. This feeling stayed.
“Here, I’m putting out my cigarette. Get ready, you’re goin’ first.”
Jesus. Jesus fucking Christ.
Finally happening. Clay could hardly believe it. He could hardly throw the cover off his lap, his dick was so erect. It looked almost purple in the moonlight leaking in.
“Nice,” the boy said, rubbing the tip. Clay moaned and shut his eyes. “Man, you want it. Don’t you? Keep your eyes closed.”
Clay propped his head on a pillow, pushed back so the boy would have room to…work. He clutched Clay’s thighs. He spread them until Clay heard his pelvis crack. A cool draft swept over his asshole, his ballsack, and he moaned again.
“Woah.”
“What?” Clay asked. Eyes closed. Fists behind his head.
“Your asshole’s really hairy. And your thighs-”
“Just do it,” Clay said forcefully. But he had a smile.
“Well..alright.”
Those were the last words Clay remembered. Then the pleasure paralyzed him, wiped out his entire thinking process. “Oh, god,” he moaned in Cabin 6.
4 =
Clay took the bedsheets in his fists. By now he was sweating like a bitch. His bang were drenched. His back felt sticky and itchy. But he didn’t fucking care. The pleasure was too great, too big.
His feet were up. The boy had his mouth full. His head was bobbing up and down in a rhythm even the mattress joined in on. The springs creaked as Clay screamed.
“Ah!”
“Goofhod?” the boy said against skin.
“Yeah!”
The boy heard loud and clear. He kept up his rhythm. It was so perfect, almost rehearsed. His hands ended up on Clay’s stomach, playing with his curled chest hair. Then his finger traveled south, tickled Clay’s lower thigh, the space just below his ballsack, just above his…
“No, man. Not yet. It’s gonna hurt.”
The boy took his mouth off Clay’s cock, which was dripping and throbbing. He started a slower but more comfortable rhythm with his free hand. “Nah, it won’t. It looks lose. I can’t believe I found it with all this hair.”
“Very funny. Just c’mon and keep going.”
The boy continued.

It built slowly, starting at Clay’s throat and then spreading to his stomach, the tip of his penis. Familiar, of course. He’d jerked off at least a million times since his first pump-pound in fourth grade, when he was only eleven.
But this feeling felt different. The fourth grade feeling built a dinky lego bulding. This feeling – the Camp Greenwood feeling – was building a fucking skyscraper. Building the Effel Tower and squeezing the Empire State Building on top.
Rhythm; up down, lick, suck, down up.
“Uh..”
He couldn’t control his feet. He had them wrapped around the boy’s midsection, his toes buried in the boy’s smooth ass cheeks. When he got tired of clasping the bedsheets, he decided on stroking the boy’s beautiful blonde locks. The boy didn’t mind. This was an exception. The boy, Clay supposed, gave in easily with a dick in his mouth.
“Little harder,” Clay said.
The boy made it harder.
“AH! FASTER!”
The boy picked up the pace. His lips were smeared with his own spit, and Clay’s cum.
Speaking of cum…
“Ah! UH!”
“Cuphmi’?” the boy mumbled.
Clay nodded. No more words. His tongue was frozen as the feeling hit every inch of his body. He cocked his head back as far his spine would allow, as far as the mattress would allow, and screamed.
Building, building. Bubbling to the surface. Soon he’d cum. He’d fucking choke the boy, but he couldn’t help it.
“Ah, AH!”
The shape was just below the water. Clay could see it, dark and looking lovely. Soon it would burst through the surface and drench everything. The boy’s face. The bedsheets. The ceiling, fuck if it could. Fuck it it couldn’t.
“AH!”
Suddenly the boy’s lips were gone. The shape dropped a little, and Clay – picturing all this in his head – struggled to see it. Struggled to persuade it.
He caught his breath. “Wha-what are you doin-”
“Shut up,” the boy said, and climbed on top of Clay.
Clay opened his eyes. The boy was sweating, his face so close to Clay’s..He kissed his lips, and he tasted Chap Stick. Clay was sure his own lips tasted like gum.
“Hey!”
But the boy wasn’t listening. He grabbed his cock, stiff and at least seven inches, thrust it into Clay’s ass, and began a third rhythm. Much more violent. Much more forceful, and sloppy, and determined.
The boy grunted. Clay shrieked.
“OW. NAH! C’MON, STOP!”
Another grunt. That was Clay’s answer. He couldn’t even see the shape in the water now. His dick went limp. He punched the boy on the chest. The boy laughed.
“C’mon, Clay. Dude. Just relax. Relax. I need to do this.”
“Fucking STOP!”
“DUDE. RELAX.” Like a teacher talking to a retard. “Close your eyes.”
Clay tried. The pain kept them open. His asshole was ripping down there, he could feel it. Something was dripping down his leg, he was sure it was blood. Not cum. Not the boy’s.
“Relax. Rela-ugh. Relax.”
Pump. Pump. Thrust. The shape came back, and so did his erection. The boy’s rhythm was better than ever.
Everything was back on.
“Ah!”
“Ugh, uh, AH!”
“AH!”
The sounds of sex echoed against the walls. The springs creaked. Clay had his hands around the boy’s neck, the boy had his lips on Clay’s cheek. Their damp bodies collided, stuck, and the sound joined the others.
Clay had to cum. The feeling was back, and it was somehow stronger.
“Man, I’m cumming!”
“Hold on,” the boy answered.
Another thrust. The boy’s dick was smeared with sweat and shit. He didn’t look down, only felt Clay’s pleasure, smelled the smells.
“I’m..AH!”
“No-”
“AHHH!”
He couldn’t hold it back. You can’t hold a dolphin down, you can’t tell it not to break the ocean surface. The shape broke the surface. Clay came everywhere. He could almost hear the pinched squirt. He certainly saw the squirt. The boy’s chest caught everything. On the third pump, the bedsheets were the target. “Uhhhh.”
“I aint done yet,” the boy pronounced. He gave his final thrust strength. “AH!”
It was all over. Clay felt as if someone had loosened his bowels. Everything came out, the blood, the cum, the shit. His asshole twitched. He farted. The smell seemed to haunt the air. It stank of shit, and blood, and cum. Clay tried to cover himself, but the boy pulled his hand away. “Let it out,” he said, panting, wiping his chest. “You’re probably going to shit blood.”
“I don’t care,” Clay said. He was staring at the sliver of moonlight outside. It must have watched everything from up there. It almost seemed to applaud.
PROLOUGE =
Clay cleaned himself up. He found a fresh pair of boxer shorts, slipped them on, checked himself in the bathroom mirror. He looked horrible. But he looked happy.
When he walked out, the boy was on an armchair, flipping through the textbook he’d found earlier. He was still naked, but clean. No sweat.
“C’mere,” he said, his eyes still on page four-hundred. Clay sat down next to him. His asshole kept twitching, and walking made it worse.”You smell good.”
“Thanks,” Clay said. He kissed the boy on the cheek, and looked down at the textbook.
“Read this poem,” the boy said. “Right there, at the bottom.”
It was written by a guy named Otto Baumberger. Baumberger’s picture was included beside the text; handsome, with a long salt-pepper beard and thick eyebrows. Wearing a suit and tie. Frowning.
Clay read:
“I will build a window,
I will open a window,
What will you see?”
Clay remained silent as he finished the last word, the last question mark. He ran a finger over Baumberger’s picture, as if that would reveal the poem’s mystery,
“I like it,” the boy said. “I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about.”
Clay didn’t have a clue either, but he liked the picture the poem painted inside his head.
Clay and the boy, holding hands outside a beautiful home. Clay and the boy kissing. A carpenter working on the windows. He finishes. It’s Otto Baumberger himself. Yeah. His beard is dripping with sweat. “There ya go,” he says, motioning to the final window, which happens to be the biggest. Clay and the boy wander over, hand in hand, cheek to cheek. They look through. Clay cries, and the boy soon follows.
They’re looking at a decked out living room. They’re looking at grand kids and parents, and themselves, and little kids, and a Christmas tree, and a roaring fireplace, and Clay’s father, proud of his son. His gay son.
“I’m cold,” Clay said “It’s cold in here.”
The boy smiled. He dropped the textbook and Otto Baumberger down on the coffee table. He spread his hairless thighs. His asshole looked loose, which didn’t surprise Clay.
Never done this before my ass, he says to himself before starting a little rhythm of his own.
= THE END =

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Potential Part 23

A teenage boy’s normal struggles with growing up are complicated by his porn brain and pantie fetish, or at least that’s what he thinks. There might be more to the story.

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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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