Alexis – a ‘moment’ in time
As in prologue
Laura, a lesbian, has fallen into debt and is being blackmailed into taking part in research to “cure” her lesbianism. She has recently begun dominating and abusing her girlfriend Erica to allow the research to continue at home…
Suzi’s body is further modified with huge breasts and is now in a constant state of arousal.
Continuing an 18 year old’s introduction to sex, courtesy of his Mom’s best friend, and now his Mom!
I couldn’t help yelling ‘oh fuck, oh fuck’ as Ned discharged the second load then gave a deep thrust and shot his third and final load of warm satisfying creamy cum inside me. My next 2 guys had me one after the other behind some bushes they started off roasting me but the guy l was sucking said he wanted to fuck my sloppy pussy.
Wife gets to experience our friend again while I entertain his missus.
New York city is tormented by mysterious monsters attacks and no attempts to track the suspected aliens are successful. The government’s solution is to form an all new super hero team named G.S.P. to protect the city. The veteran heroes assembled know the hardship of being heroes and how sex might be an useful relief, but are they really prepared for what happens when an innocent (?) bystander hurt during one of their missions is something they have never encountered before?
This is part two of a small series following Lily as she escapes her abusive father, to find herself in the hands of another man, who may be just as cruel as him.
At last David takes both girls
Shooting my Cum – my Daughters Fetish
My wife and son in law took a driving trip to their home town, a days drive away. My daughter Darla decided to spend the night at our house. That evening I was in my robe on the couch when she came in just wearing a skimpy nightie. We had always been best buddy’s. She was a daddy’s girl, and fought with her mom at times. She snuggled up to me and we started to talk. She was a married woman now and her body was fully developed and very hot. She was 5’4”, big tits, long flowing hair and the face of a model.
“Daddy, how come you never made a move on me growing up?”
I gulped.
I decided now she was old enough to tell her the what the real story was.
“Well…it wasn’t easy, in fact I longed to feel your body and fantasized about having sex with you many, many times…. but I figured you’d find your own man, and I’d stay out of it.” I said.
“Daddy!…I never knew that!…I had fantasized about you too…oh – my – god!”
“Karl is an ok husband but I have needs he just won’t fulfill. I like exciting sex, exploring, try different things, get a little kinky, but he’s just the same old thing.” she said.
I told her I found this very interesting because her mother was the same way. Same old thing. She scooted closer to me and whispered: (“..do you want to hear some of my desires and you can tell me yours?”) I got a hot feeling in my stomach and my dick. I reached over and turned down the light. Our eyes adjusted to low light and she turned and lay across my lap. I held her close, our chests touching. We continued, but whispered. (“Daddy, tell me what you wish mom would do.”) I looked in her beautiful eyes and….
…the words just came out of my mouth.
I said: (“How about I just show you?” ) She leaned her tits into my chest and said: (“Ooooo yes daddy!…show me.” )
I had never been around my daughter when she was sexually excited. I felt and heard her breath in my ear. Her hand trembled a little as she slowly put it inside my robe and felt my chest. She and I both were really turned on, my hands just followed my desires. I ran my fingers thru her beautiful long hair, and started kissing her face, working up to her lips. I let my hand feel her tits for the first time.
They were so soft and full. Her nipples were firm and so inviting. She had the sexiest moan I had ever heard. A moan of wanting me. My boner was hard against her ass. She squirmed against it. Her fingers danced around my lips. She slowly brought her lips to mine and we started with our first kiss as new lovers. She had a low moan like a purring cat. My legs came up as we slowly laid down, face to face. This put my dick between us. She started to rock on my dick slowly, rubbing her pussy on it gently. I felt her warm tits as she put her hand on mine and we felt them together.
Our emotions burst loose and our tongues went wild in our mouths. She finally broke for air and whispered: (“…all this time I’ve wanted you daddy. I’ve never been this excited… (gasp)…in my whole life.”)
Darla thought….
(’Vince, (my daddy), has an animal in him like me. It’s time we let the animal in us out, and I’ll show him what mom could never show him. I just want to devour him, I want so suck on that big boner I feel rubbing on me. I’ve fantasized about him eating my pussy like a savage lover, making me screaming hot then fucking me hard and long till I pass out with passion.
I think now I’ve found the one person to tell about my secret fetish.
I get off big when I watch a man shoot his cum. My dream has always been to watch my daddy shoot his cum close up.
That started when I first saw the boy next door jack off by my window. Time after time he did it in the bushes. I watched every time I could. He did it every day. He had a crush on me, but I just didn’t care for him. Watching him shoot his cum up in the air got addicting. I began to finger myself as he did it. I would orgasm as he shot his cum. It got better and better. Soon I was using both my hands to get off with. One to feel my G spot and one to fast rub my clit. I loved it and I would tease myself before he showed up to cum. I got so I could get myself so hot, I had these mind bending climaxes that buckled my knees watching him shoot his cum high in the air.
Dad…….
My own daughter Darla had unleashed an inner lust me that had been waiting to get out for all these years. I watched her grow up with that beautiful body of hers. I never touched her but I fucked her so many times while pretending to be fucking the wife. I almost called the wife ’Darla’ a couple of times
…..now were going to make up for all the time. I’ve wanted to fuck her so bad, and now was the time.
I started pulling her nightie and panties right off her body and she trembled with delight. She jerked at my robe to pull it open. She turned around and couldn’t get her mouth on my boner fast enough. We made new sounds of joy, like two people enjoying each other. I grabbed her hips and dove my face into the sweetest pussy in the world. She didn’t have one hair on her pussy.
My tongue went crazy licking every inch of her slit. I felt her hot tits on my stomach, as she ground them into me. I stuck my tongue in her pussy as far as it would go. I let my chin rub on her hot clit as I rubbed it firm. I felt her fingers dig into my butt cheeks and pull my dick deep in her throat. We both began to tremble as we knew a super cum was on the way. I felt the biggest load getting ready to shoot I had ever felt. Her pussy began to pump my face as my tongue licked her clit relentlessly. I felt her fingers grab my balls to squeeze them as my cum was now here.
She quick pulled her lips off my dick as both her hands held it. She watched and felt the huge streams of my cum shoot out. She moaned loud and climaxed hard. She peaked at seeing me shoot my cum.
That hot cum landing on her lips, in her mouth and on her face became her ultimate fulfillment.
Her juices flowed out of her shaking pussy, flooding my tongue. I couldn’t get enough of her as I dove my tongue in her pussy for more. She savored my first shots of cum, quick swallowed and opened her mouth for more. I had never shot this much cum in my life. I just kept cuming, shooting more as she watched me shoot more in her open mouth.
Darla thought about what was happening….
…I’m shaking inside so good, I’ve fantasized about this for years, but figured it would never ever happen. Watching him shoot his cum was what I wanted to see. Watching it shoot in my mouth is now my personal climax maker. It jolts me like no other feeling. His hot cum in my mouth is the ultimate, he’s thinking of me and it’s mine to take and swallow. I love his cum and now I want a lot more.
I wonder if I should tell him the time I saw him and mom drunk. They were making out on the couch and moaning. I heard the moans and quietly got out of bed. I peeked at the top of the stairs and watched them. He slowly took her clothes off and his too. He was getting ready to fuck her when she passed out. He was so ready, he looked over at my picture on the table. He placed it over her face.
He got up on his knees over her and started stroked his dick. My face over moms body. I got chills in my pussy like never before. I couldn’t help but rub my pussy fast. I watched him shoot his cum. I orgasmed so hard, I almost moaned out loud. He kept shooting more and more on my face in the picture as I orgasmed with him. I got so dizzy I went to my knees on the stair top landing. He almost fell off the couch he got so weak. Finally he picked up my picture and stumbled to their bedroom.
I wanted that picture with his cum on it. He was thinking of me when he shot his cum on it. Later I found it and I still have it hidden. I like to look at it when I masturbate thinking about him.
Knowing he shot his cum, thinking of me became a fixation in my mind from then on. It never left but only became a dominate picture in my mind.
I wanted to see him shoot his cum again.
I continued to masturbate thinking about it, I had dreams about it.
I pictured my ultimate desire fulfilled….. I would be watching the cum shoot out high and feeling it land on my lips and open mouth….. tasting his cum, and feeling more cum shooting on my face,
That was my ultimate, and It gave my pussy a pulse every time I thought about it.
My husband only wants a straight fuck once a week for 5 minutes, and so does mom with dad. Well, forget them. I have my daddy now, and we make each other happy with our desires.
For years I felt this would never happen ….but it is happening right now…..
Dad……
Her tongue worked to get every stream of my cum. She rubbed the end of my dick on her face, it was so sensitive it cause me to moan out of control. Her tongue circled the tip, and I got really dizzy and fought for breath. My lips on her clit caused her to buck her hips out of her control. She began to mumble strange sounds of joy. Her pussy pulsed each time I let my tongue enter her slit. This was the longest cum we both had ever had. It took our breath and our minds, leaving us only enough thought to moan, over and over.
All went quiet, except for our soft moans and our gasping for air. My memory went off the scale. I was unsure of the reality of what just happened. We could only close our eyes and let it take us away.
We slowly woke up to waves of contentment flowing thru us. We were so weak, we could hardly move our body’s. When she felt me move, she tried to hold me tight to her, but she only had weak shaking arms. I some how got up and covered her up with a blanket. I stumbled to my bed, and fell in.
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Darla thought to herself…….
I slowly started waking up from what I thought was the hottest dream I’d ever had. I then realized I was on dads couch. I smiled as the reality of what happened came into focus. I smelled my perfume and our sex. A shot of tingles ran thru my pussy. I relived what we did, over and over and more tingles jolted me. I looked around and it was 5am, still dark out. I smiled as I realized we had a whole day until my husband and mom came home. I headed for the shower. Dad was already in, so I used the downstairs one. My pussy felt so hot as I showered, that had never that happen before.
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Dad…….
I fixed her and I some breakfast. We sat just smiling at each other, eating quickly. We began planning our future. Darla and I liked to fish at my mountain cabin. Her husband and mom hated fishing. So….we planned a lot of fishing trips for the two of us.
We went up to her old bedroom and laid on her old bed. She told of the times she masturbated in it, and I told of stealing her panties and laying them on her bed and cuming on them. I fantasized I was fucking her. She said she fantasized I was shooting my cum as she watched and then us fucking.
Slowly we began to peel off our robes. Our hands trembled a little as we slipped our hands around our body’s. We took or time feeling us naked. Darla whispered: (“..tell me how bad you wanted me daddy?”)
I began to tell her when I first got excited over her. Her eyes closed as she rubbed her pussy. I told her the age and what I thought looking at her body then. She grabbed my hand and we both now rubbed her pussy. (“..yes!…go on daddy”) I went in to vivid detail about all the things I fantasized about us doing. Licking her pussy, feeling her tits, being her first fuck, going 69 with her. She could take no more and pulled me on top of her. Our hearts were throbbing with excitement. We felt us like never before. I think we touched every spot on us and either kissed it or licked it.
We took our time, letting it build up knowing we were going to both cum so wonderful. Her trembling hands gently guided my head down to lick her pussy. She squirmed when I teased her clit with my tongue. I put three fingers in her slick pussy and watched her face as I felt her G spot. Her head went from side to side feeling the deep pleasure. It was time for what she wanted and dreamed about. She rolled me over on my back, turned, and put her pussy slowly down on my lips.
She began to stroke and kiss my dick. She loved to lick and excite it. She massaged my balls and her pussy rode my tongue licking her clit. My moans told her I was going to cum, and cum big. Her pussy began to fuck short and fast strokes on my tongue. She felt my balls start to tighten up. I moaned loud as it vibrated her pussy. She put both hands on my dick and jacked it as fast as she could. She began to shake, her eyes watching for what she longed for. My dick push up high as I moaned and shook….I felt the first huge cum stream go up my dick and up into the air.
She gushed out her shaking pussy. Every time another shot of cum shot out, she gushed more. She held her fingers above my dick to feel me shoot on them. She was at her ultimate moment. She turned quick and put my dick in her to feel more cum shoot in her pussy. She fucked me fast to get every ounce of pleasure out of both of us. She just kept on squirming and gushing and moaning ……then she quietly collapsed and tiny moans were all she could do.
I had never cum that much in my whole life, and my dick and balls were numb, except for the tip. Her pussy seemed to tease it for any cum left. My dick jumped slightly with each massage her pussy squeezed out. This went on until we slowly passed out together.
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We counted the seconds until our ’fishing trip’ at the mountain cabin began.
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We were able to sneak in one cum session. We both went to the sporting goods store in my van. She massaged my boner all the way. When we parked around back, we jumped in the back and I got on my knees over her head. She began to stroke me fast while I reached back and fingered her pussy under her skirt. She watched with big eyes as I shot big shots landing in her mouth. She moaned so hot. I felt her pussy tighten on my fingers and the gush of her pussy juice.
On the drive back to the house, she said: “I have a new fetish daddy.”
I thought…. oh my god!, now what.
She leaned over, put her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear: (“..I want to put my mouth over your dick and feel your cum hit the back of my throat.”)
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A dark and sadistic tale set in Victorian England
This is the story of how Samantha and Brian started experimenting and exploring.
Lorelei asks Michael for a favor.
A week after Naomi had her hot orgy with Alex and Cristina she found herself showing a prospective buyer through the Sutton home. Alex and her mother were out having supper so that Naomi could show the home.
Her client was Megan McAllister, a strikingly pretty young woman of about twenty who had inherited a fortune from her father. With sleek black hair, finely chiseled features, and huge blue eyes, Megan wore skin tight ragged jeans that outlined her pussy lips and a skimpy halter top that seemed barely capable of restraining her jiggling tits. She carried a denim bag slung casually over one shoulder.
“This place could be beautiful with the right furniture,” the young heiress commented as the two walked down the long upstairs hallway. Megan poked her head into a carpeted and draped room, flipped the light on and then off, then moved to the next one. “It’s really quite impressive.”
In contrast to the almost sloppy way she was dressed, Megan had driven up to the house in a low sports car that Naomi would have guessed cost a small fortune. Such were the privileges of the very wealthy, Naomi couldn’t help thinking to herself, actually feeling somewhat overdressed in her pleated skirt and business like blouse.
“There’re four bedrooms in all,” Naomi volunteered helpfully, following the girl. “And five bathrooms.”
The bathroom at the end of the hall was right before them, and Megan said, “Speaking of bathrooms, I could use one right now?”
Leaving the door open, the shapely young woman stepped into the large bathroom and quickly pushed down her tight jeans. Unconcerned that Naomi stood just outside the door, Megan sat on the toilet and kept right on talking while she pissed.
“It’s a lovely house,” the girl perched on the toilet seat her jeans down around her slim legs. Naomi had not been particularly surprised to discover that Megan was not wearing underwear. “I might just buy it.”
Looking away, Naomi said, “The Ms. Sutton wants to sell as she is going through a divorce. I think the price is very reasonable.”
“Damn!” she heard Megan curse. “I’m sitting here with a dripping pussy, and there’s no toilet paper. I hope I have some tissues.”
Naomi turned to see the slender-hipped girl rummaging through her denim bag. Megan’s bare legs were tanned and smooth, her firm ass was perfectly round, and from where Naomi stood she could glimpse just a hint of the her shaved pussy mound.
Slightly aroused at the sight in spite of herself, Naomi let her eyes take in the half-naked girl without being overly obvious about it. The thought of her last encounter with Alex and Cristina made Naomi’s breath quicken almost imperceptibly.
“I guess I’ll just have to drip dry,” Megan sighed finally, unable to find any tissue.
And when she set her denim bag on the tiled floor, it tipped over, spilling its contents. Keys, makeup, hairpins, math books and other small items poured out in a jumble.
Most intriguing to Naomi, however, was a huge vibrator in the shape of a man’s stiff cock. At least eight inches long, it was made of smoothly polished plastic and was black.
“That’s my pacifier.” Megan giggled when she noticed Naomi staring at the vibrator. “I get a better tinge out of it than any man’s cock could give me.”
“Really?” Naomi asked with genuine curiosity. “I’ve never even used one.”
Picking up the huge plastic cock, Megan flipped it on and held it out for Naomi to see. The vibrator hummed in her hand.
“You can look at it if you want,” she offered, handing it to Naomi.
While Megan scooped everything back into her denim purse, Naomi examined the faintly buzzing plastic prick. As big around as it was, she could only imagine that it would stretch her tight cunt if she ever tried to use it on herself.
“It really vibrates!” Naomi said in almost a whisper. “It’s getting me horny just holding it in my hand.”
Giggling, Megan told her, “It’ll make your clit stand right up! Here, let me see it and I’ll show you how it works.”
“Okay.” Naomi nodded eagerly, giving the humming vibrator back to the girl.
Squatting in front of the toilet, Naomi watched with ever-quickening breath as Megan kicked her shoes and jeans away and scooted her bare ass forward on the toilet seat. The pretty heiress stretched her long legs out in front of herself and spread her knees wide, the lush slash of her pink cunt gaping lewdly when she did so.
Naomi found herself staring up into Megan’s glistening pussy, her eyes widening. The dark-haired girl’s puffy outer cunt-lips were so large they protruded wetly, their pink surfaces slick with oily wetness and trembling slightly.
“Take a good look. I love showing off my body. I am a rich fucking exhibitionist” Megan breathed in open invitation, spreading her bare thighs wider. Then she suddenly pushed the vibrator into Naomi’s hand. “Here,” she said. “You help me.”
As Naomi watched excitedly, Megan took the slippery folds of her thick cunt-lips in her fingers and slowly pulled them all the way apart. The tight pink hole of her pussy contracted wetly, the slick passageway throbbing with a quick flurry of little spasms.
“See how tight my cunt it,” the girl on the toilet said with a certain amount of pride. “And it gets wet so fast, when someone is looking at me like this. Do you think I have a hot fucking cunt Naomi?”
“Oh fuck yes,” breathed Naomi, feeling her own juicy cunt filling with juices and running into her thong. “God, Megan I can’t believe how big your clit is!”
With her fingertips, Megan had pulled aside folds protecting her pink clit.
Swimming in glistening juices, the quivering nub of Megan’s clit was fully as large as a small marble. It throbbed delicately, swelling and distending even as Naomi watched.
“Yes, big and sensitive. I love showing off my cunt at jean shops at the mall. The young clerks don’t even say a thing as I leave the door of change room open. The watch as I spread my legs and show them my clit, and they love it. I can come just by rubbing it with one finger if a hot young girl is watching me.”
Settling back against the tank of the toilet, Megan said quietly, “ Naomi, touch the vibrator all around my cunt, but don’t put it right on it yet. I like to save that for last.”
Trembling, Naomi kicked off her shoes and then sat down cross-legged between the other girl’s knees. Megan had her ass at the edge of the toilet seat, and the plump shaved cunt bulged out, her fingers still holding her slippery cunt-lips apart. Naomi scooted in closer to the girl’s pussy.
With only the very tip of the humming plastic cock, Naomi touched just below Megan’s large clit.
“Ohhh fuck!” Megan groaned, the smooth muscles in her thighs jerking. “I got a tingle straight up my cunt! Keep doing it! Ohhhh! Do it until I come! Oh yeah and I am a squirter.”
Leaning in so close that she could almost taste the pretty girl’s pussy, Naomi started touching the buzzing vibrator all around Megan’s pulsing cunt.
Megan’s blue eyes closed to half-slits and her heavy tits started rising and falling quickly with her heavy breathing. With a barely controlled wiggle, she squirmed her bare ass on the hard seat, her slender hips pumping gently.
“Stick the fat end of that cock up my cunt few times!” gasped the young heiress, as her juices began to drip from her pussy, and into the water in the bowel. “Ummmmm! You are good at this. You like my tight cunt don’t you Naomi. I want you to fuck me with the vibrator! Push that black cock up my cunt! Ohhhhhh fuck! I’m so wet!”
Gliding the smooth plastic prick up and down along the length of Megan’s gaping pussy, Naomi was so turned on that she was trembling. She slipped the tip of the vibrator into the Megan cunt-hole and pushed hard.
Megan groaned, “ Oh fuck my young cunt loves it Naomi. Ram it all the way up my cunt! Go on, it’ll fit! Just shove it really hard! Uhhhh! Ohhhh!”
Even as incredibly wet and slippery as the girl’s cunt was, the huge size of the humming plastic cock made it a very tight fit. Pushing, working it in and out, and then pushing some more, over and over, it took Naomi a few minutes to get the vibrator fully into Megan’s dripping pussy.
“It’s really in there!” Naomi moaned, her fingers slick with the Megan’s cunt juices. Gripping the base of the solid plastic prick, she started sliding it in and out of the dark-haired girl’s snatch with short, quick strokes of her hand. “God, you’re cunt has so much juice, it almost looks like you’re peeing!”
Groaning with passion, Megan slid her hands up along her slender middle and began squeezing her huge tits through her halter top. Her nipples poked stiffly against the fabric, two dark rings with hard, pointy tips.
“Damn, you’ve got beautiful tits!” Naomi told her, still ramming the vibrating cock up the girl’s tight cunt.
Sitting cross-legged on the floor as she was, Naomi’s pleated skirt had inched up to the edge of her filmy panties. Her bare thighs were shiny with sweat, her smooth calves rounded tautly. As fast and as hard as she could, she kept ramming the buzzing cock into Megan’s pussy, her hand moving furiously.
“Ohhhh, fuck me harter, deeper!” Megan moaned, shuddering. “Push that big cock as deep as you can in my cunt! Ohhh! It’s vibrating the hell out of my pussy! Harder! Fuck me harder with it! Uhhh! Oh Naomi my cunt’s throbbing all over!”
Meagan quickly reached around and undid the back of her halter top. She pulled it away from her trembling body, then dropped the handful of fabric to the floor.
The sight of Megan’s naked tits made Naomi suck her breath in with a sharp sigh. The pretty heiress’ tits were two perfect and firm, the round undersides of both were damp with sweat. Tilted upward and pointing outward slightly, Megan’s bare tits were lipped with the biggest, darkest nipples Naomi had ever seen in her life. Rings of deep crimson, the girl’s nipples throbbed warmly and became even more distended.
“Wow, what huge nipples you have!” Naomi breathed hotly, just the sight of them making her want to suck them. “And your tits are beautiful!”
Bending her knee outward suddenly, Megan brought one bare foot up and rested it on Naomi’s inner thigh. While Naomi repeatedly jabbed the humming plastic prick up her cunt hole as Megan worked her foot up under Naomi’s skirt. Megan then pressed her toes against the sopping crotch of the blonde woman’s panties, wiggling them back and forth on her clit overtop of Naomi,s wet thong.
.
“Ohhhh, that feels so fucking good!” Naomi groaned, shivering at the wild sensation Megan’s toes gave her clit a tweak.
With one hand still cramming the huge vibrator up Megan’s hot cunt, Naomi reached down with her other hand and pulled the filmy crotch of her panties aside. Raising her ass slightly, she took Megan’s foot and pressed the girl’s toes up into her slippery cunt lips. Then, rocking back and forth, she held Megan’s foot to pussy and rubbed her wet cunt-hole along the Megan’s wiggling manicured toes.
“You’re going to make me come on your beautiful fucking toes!” Naomi said shakily, pressing Megan’s foot still tighter to her snatch. “Uhhhhhh! My cunt is to really get wet!”
“And I’m starting to come!” Megan gasped right back. “Slide the vibrator out of my cunt and use it on my clit! Uhhhh! Uhbhhhh! I can feel it starting! Ohhh, I’m going to come you fucking bitch!”
Naomi pulled, the vibrating cock put of the girl’s tightly gripping pussy with one fluid motion. Pressing the slippery shaft of it lengthwise along Megan’s trembling cunt-lips and she pressed the tip of it into the groaning girl’s throbbing clit.
“Ohhhhh fuck yes!” Megan gasped, and began coming immediately, sending a fine spray of sweet cum all over Naomi’s face.
Naomi held the cock head down on Megan’s clit and sucked her cunt lips into her mouth. “Ohhhhh, it’s so good!” “It’s vibrating on my big fat clit! Press it tighter! Uhhh! Ohhhhh God! Ahhh!”
Squirming under the impact of her climax, the sexy heiress with the big tits thrust her bare hips up and held them poised and grinding on Naomi’s mouth as cum spewed into the older woman’s mouth. It was more than Naomi could swallow and it ran out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin.
Megan groaned from deep within herself, her hot cunt juices squirting out of her pulsating cunt and into Naomi’s open and hungry mouth.
“I’m still coming! I’m still fucking coming!” she cried, her head rolling from side to side. “My clit’s throbbing so much I can hardly take it! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh! My cunt is on fire!”
When finally her bare ass sagged back onto the toilet seat, Megan gave a last shivering shudder and closed her eyes trying to regain her breath.
Naomi stood up and reached up under her skirt, she pulled her soaked thong down. She pressed them under Megan’s nose and the young woman moaned and sniffed at them, then pressed the soaked crotch to her nipples, pinching them hard through the slick material of the thong’s crotch.
Naomi quickly stripped off her blouse. Her bare tits jiggled free, her nipples already hard.
In only her pleated skirt and nothing else, Naomi said, “ Megan, please use the vibrator on my cunt, I’ll suck your tits and eat your pussy while you’re doing it.”
Megan opened her eyes with a lazy smile. “Okay, you hot bitch,” was all she said.
They left their things in the bathroom and wandered down the hallway hand in hand. They stopped at the first bedroom they came to, then went into the room giggling. Naomi flipped the light on. It was obviously Alex’s room.
“Fuck, there must be a hot little teen in this room,” Megan said, giving Naomi’s hand a warm squeeze, “lets soak her sweet little bed with your cum Naomi.”
In her other hand, Megan carried the huge black vibrator. “Now I’m going to make you come like crazy.”
The sexy, dark-haired heiress pushed Naomi back on Alex’s bed then knelt on the carpet between the older woman’s legs.
Naomi pulled the younger woman too her and kissed Megan passionately, her tongue probing into the sweetness of her mouth. She ran her hands eagerly up and down the pretty girl’s supple body, squeezing and caressing her firm smooth flesh.
“Oh, you’re really horny, aren’t you Naomi?” Megan breathed hotly, her soft lips sucking wetly at Naomi’s. “It won’t take long to make you come!”
Still in her skirt, Naomi trailed her mouth wetly down the Megan’s neck. She kissed her flesh feverishly, then moved down along the curve of her large firm tits.
“Ummmmm!” Megan sighed dreamily when Naomi started sucking at her huge nipples. She held the vibrator in her hand, waiting for the chance to use it. “You’re making me horny as hell!”
Getting up on her knees on the bed, Naomi gave each of Megan’s ripe nipples a few more hungry sucks, then slid her mouth down along the girl’s flat stomach.
“I love your skin,” Naomi said with a tremor of anticipation as she neared Megan’s smooth wet cunt. “It’s just so silky!”
Naomi licked the soft flesh on either side of Megan’s pussy, then pushed her stiff tongue firmly into Megan’s wetly-gaping cunt. Inhaling the strong scent of it, Naomi eagerly licked down into the slick center of pink cunt-flesh, probing with her tongue tip into Megan’s pussy.
“Ohihhhh!” Megan moaned, spreading her damp thighs. “Eat me, Naomi! Ummm, it feels so fucking good! Ohhhh! Suck my cunt! Suck on my clit hard! Ohhhh fuck yes!”
Sucking as much of Megan’s slippery pussy as she could get in her mouth, she nuzzled her face into Megan’s wet cunt lips. She probed deeply with her tongue, sliding it up inside of the cunt-hole and licking out and over her huge engorged clit.
“Your cunt tastes so good!” Naomi whimpered, smacking her lips moistly at Megan’s protruding clit. “You’ve got such a sweet pussy!”
Naomi sucked and lapped at the firm cunt flesh until Megan was gasping for breath. The pretty girl on the bottom squirmed her ass and spread her knees still wider.
“I’ve got to get at your cunt!” Megan moaned weakly, reaching out and squeezing the firm back of Naomi’s bare thigh. “Spread your legs! I want to fuck you so fucking bad.”
As soon as Naomi moved her knees apart on the carpet, she felt Megan’s hand slide up under her skirt and between her legs. Megan’s eager fingers found her pulsing cunt and probed into it, her fingertips pushing up into Naomi’s wet cunt-hole and wiggling around.
“Ohhh! I love it!” Naomi gasped, pushing her hips down so that Megan’s slender fingers stabbed deeper in her cunt. “Shove your fingers as far up my pussy as possible! Ohbhhh! Keep playing with my cunt while I eat yours! Ummmmm! Uhhh!”
And then Naomi edged over until she was almost on top of the Megan’s writhing body on Alex’s. Without taking her mouth from Megan’s juicy pussy, Naomi aligned herself so that she had one knee on either side of her head.
“Now use that big fucking cock on my pussy!” Naomi moaned huskily, spreading her shapely legs so that her dripping cunt dipped down close to Megan’s face. “Ram that big cock up my cunt! Make me come with it! Make me come all over your beautiful face!”
Bringing both arms though the gap between Naomi’s damp thighs, Megan pushed the back of the pleated skirt up over her bare ass. She picked the cock-shaped vibrator up turned it on, then wedged the vibrating tip of it into the wet slit between Naomi’s quivering cunt-lips.
Naomi stiffened with a groan. “Ohhhhh! God, it’s like a million tiny spasms racing through my pussy! Push it all the way up me! Ohhhh! I love the way it feels going in my cunt! Ohhhhh God! It’s so damn big and hard!”
Inch by inch, Megan shoved the humming plastic prick up Naomi’s wet cunt. Her pretty face directly below the sloppy pussy lips. Naomi’s juices dripped down onto her cheeks and mouth and chin.
“Deeper!” she moaned, still mouthing Megan’s gaping pussy hungrily. “God, it’s shaking me to bits! Ummmmm! I can feel my cunt sucking at it! Give me every hard inch of it!”
Then, to get at Megan’s slippery snatch better, Naomi gripped the smooth backs of the girl’s thighs and pulled them back until Megan’s firm ass came up off the floor. She locked her elbows under the backs of the dark-haired girl’s knees and pressed down, Megan’s ass raising higher and rounding firmly.
Holding Megan’s legs down with her forearms so that her tight cunt gaped more than ever, Naomi lingeringly tongued her way up and down the girl’s pink juicy cunt.
“Oh fuck, I love the way you’re eating me!” the horny heiress groaned, her hand working the huge vibrator in and out of Naomi’s slippery pussy as fast as possible. “The way you’re sucking my clit, I might fucking cum before you do! Uhhhh! Lick me, Naomi! Suck my big fat clit!”
Lost in a haze of lust, Naomi groaned again and again with the tingling tremors the humming cock sent deeply into her foaming cunt.
She urged breathlessly, “Push that huge cock deeper in my cunt! Fuck me hard and fast with it! Uhhh! Ohhhhh! Slam it up my cunt hole! Ummm! That’s it! Faster, do it faster!”
Sliding her hands down the backs of Megan’s rounded thighs, Naomi pulled ruthlessly at the squirming girl’s slick cunt-lips with her fingers and the pinched the huge clit along with them. Naomi groaned and began grinding Meganhuge clit between her engorged cunt lips. Creating the kind of friction on Megan’s clit that was driving her crazy. Megan jerked beneath her, then jerked again when Naomi pinched down hard on the the sensitive covering that hooded her quivering clit.
“Ohhh, fuck yes! Yes!” Megan gasped when Naomi’s sucking lips enclosed her throbbing clit. “Suck it right there! Suck my clit till I come! Ohhhh! It’s so damn sensitive! You’re going cum so fucking hard! Ohhhhh!”
Sucking hard at the little flesh cock, Naomi teased at it with the tip of her tongue until Megan was sobbing with pleasure.
“Uhhhhh!” she moaned, straining to straighten her pinned legs. “You fucking bitch, Naomi! It feels so good, it’s driving me out of my mind! Ohhhhhh! Suck it!”
Naomi mouthed Megan’s pulsing clit eagerly, teasing and tickling it with her lips and tongue and teeth. She moved her hand down, her fingers sliding into the damp crack of the straining Megan’s perfect ass. Probing, she slowly worked two fingers into Megan’s tight asshole.
Megan panted, “Ahhh! Suck my cunt harder! I’m coming! Uhhhh! You’re bringing me off with your mouth! Ohhhhh! Jab your fingers farther up my asshole! Ohhh! I’m coming!”
Straining with all her might to kick her legs free, the climaxing girl jerked and shuddered uncontrollably and a surge of cum washed over Naomi’s face. Naomi sucked the thick cunt lips into her mouth as a second wave of cum forced its way into her mouth and down her throat.
“Ummmmmm! Oh fuck here cums another swallow my creamy cunt juice, you fucking pussy sucking bitch!”
Still sucking the thrashing girl’s pink clit feverishly, Naomi brought her off three times in a row with her hot mouth and cum ran down her face and onto the bed. Megan began to pick up the pace with the cock again.
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The realty agent thrust her bare ass back, her dripping cunt taking the humming vibrator deeper into its tight wetness. What felt to her like millions of tingling electric spasms suffused her tightening cunt with pleasure so intense she thought she’d pass out.
“Oh, fuck yes!” she rasped hoarsely, her fingers clawing at Megan’s throbbing asshole. “Keep shoving that thing up my cunt! Uhhhhhhh! Megan I’m gonna cum all over you! Ohhhhhh fuck!”
With one hand frantically pounding the vibrating plastic cock into Naomi’s juicy pussy, Megan searched with her other until she found her asshole. She gouged her fingers into it, stretching open the puckered hole as wide as she could.
“Oh, yes fuck my shit hole!” Naomi shuddered. “Uhhhh! Don’t stop! Uhhhh!!”
Naomi’s cunt erupted as her body went out of control her legs stiff, her hands slapping at Megan’s ass, a torrent of cum spurted around the sides of the big cock and drenched Megan’s beautiful face.
Megan pulled out the cock in time to take the second blast of cum full on her beautiful face. Megan groaned and sucked Naomi’s cunt deep into her mouth as a third and final flush of cum left Naomi’s convulsing pussy.
Naomi and Megan strained and groaned through so many blistering climaxes that they lost count. The wet suction of Naomi’s mouth made Megan come almost non-stop, the buzzing vibrator Megan plunged into Naomi’s slick cunt doing the same thing for the wiggling blonde girl.
“Ohhhh stop!” Naomi sobbed finally, sliding her mouth off of Megan’s dripping cunt. “My cunt and clit are so sensitive, I can’t take anymore!”
Sliding the humming cock-shaped vibrator out of Naomi’s swollen snatch, Megan gasped and lay her pretty head back pillow. “Come here and kiss me.”
Naomi raised up, then turned around and crawled onto Megan’s sweaty body. She kissed the girl lingeringly, her hot pussy pressing into the plump bulge of Megan’s cunt, her hands finding her firm tits.
Teasing at Naomi’s lips with her tongue tip, Megan breathed, “We’re going to have to do this again sometime.”
“We sure are.” Naomi giggled softly. “How about in fifteen minutes or so?”
And when she pressed her quivering cunt tighter to Megan’s, she felt the dark-haired girl’s thighs spread wide.
Both women were startled by a soft young voice behind them.
“Next time can I join you,” Naomi rolled over, it was Alex, her hand down her tight jeans her eyes fixed on the two women.
“Alex how long have you been standing there?” Naomi said startled.
“Long enough to get so fucking turned on I can’t stand it. Mom dropped me off then went out shopping she won’t be back for hours,” Alex said with a smile.
“Oh Megan, this is Alex uh the occupant of this room, and my fourteen year old lover” said Naomi.
“My pleasure, Alex, did you like what you saw,” Megan said spread her legs in front of the hot young teen showing her cum filled pussy.
“Fuck yeah, but what will mom say when she finds those cum soaked sheets in the wash?”
The three of them laughed as Alex striped eager to join the two women on the bed.
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Jill Vinston wandered the halls of the Walace state Guardhouse. She hadn’t been able to find any of the other X.P.Q.R members since first arriving in the mansion, and she was starting to worry that she’d never see any of them again. There were still more locked doors in the house, but she didn’t have the right keys, so she had been searching the guardhouse for anything useful. So far, she hadn’t found much, aside from more zombies and an unusually large beehive at the end of one of the halls.
Jill entered one of the rooms to find a bookcase that had been pushed aside to reveal a hole in the floor. In the hole was a ladder. Jill descended the ladder to find more halls, these made of cold, stone, and there was a reek of mildew. Going further down the hall and around a couple corners, constantly cautious with her Beretta ready, she realized why. The floor tilted downwards and it was obvious that not very long ago had been covered in water.
Jill went through the double doors at the end of the hall and entered a large room with a giant tank in the center of it. The tank was smashed and empty now, probably the reason that there had been water flooding the basement. She started to circle around the tank, wondering what could’ve been inside. As she turned one of the corners, she saw. Three sharks, one of them quite large with two smaller ones, flipped and flopped on the cement floor. They weren’t normal sharks, they looked mutilated and rotting.
Figures, Jill thought to herself, everything in this place is dead and rotting but still moving around. There were three doors in the basement, aside from the one she had entered from. She entered one to find what looked like a conference room of sorts… and something much stranger. It appeared to be plant roots, but they had broken straight through the ceiling and they were huge. Jill hadn’t seen anything up above that looked like it would have roots. Still, she didn’t want to get to close, so she turned and exited the room.
The other two rooms proved to be just as useless as the first. She saw how the water had been drained… but by who? And the same mystery person had raided the supply closet next to the drainage room and had taken every useful thing. Sighing, Jill left the basement and headed back upstairs. There was only one final room to check, through another set of double doors near the back of the guardhouse. Jill entered the room quickly, sweeping her gun for anything that might attack, and then gasped.
In the center of the room was a giant plant, clearly what the roots belonged to. There was a large pod in the middle and sweeping vines sprouting out from it with a mossy substance covering the entire room. Jill was stunned at the size of it and before she had a chance to react there was a loud thud as one of the tentacles slapped into the door behind Jill, closing it. That got the woman’s attention, turning to grab at the handle, but it wouldn’t turn. Then she felt one of the vines grip around her leg and yank her away from the door.
Jill let out a shriek and her pistol went flying as she was lifted up off the floor towards the plant. More vines appeared to ensnare her, grabbing her at the wrists and ankles and spreading her out before the giant plant monster. Jill struggled fiercely, trying to get herself free, but it was no use. She started to wonder how this monstrosity would kill her, because there was no doubt it would. But the plant had other plans.
Plant 42 was quite full, after having fed on the other two that had entered its lair. They had been fully cocooned in the moss that covered the walls and there was no way for Jill to realize that the corpses of Chris Eddington and Barry Starton were now mere lumps on the ceiling. After two large meals like that, Plant 42 wouldn’t be hungry for a while, now it was just bored. It’s vines had started to move over Jill’s body, quickly discovering she was a female. Plant 42 was neither male nor female, but it had found that female humans were more fun to play with, and up until now it had only been able to play with the zombies.
Feeling the warmth of Jill’s body with its vines told Plant 42 that she was no zombie. If it had a mouth, it would have smiled. Instead, it just extended its tiny barbs from the vines and started to cut Jill’s clothes away, very carefully. It didn’t want to cut or hurt her, just disrobe her. Jill watched as the vines sliced her shirt and pants off of her body.
What the hell was it doing? she thought. Why doesn’t it just kill me and be done with it?
A little over a minute later, all Jill wore were her boots. Her large breasts heaved with Jill’s heavy breathing and a coating of sweat covered her body. She still didn’t know exactly what was going on, but eying the vines long enough had given her an idea that she didn’t like. Plant 42 lowered its barbs again and then the vines started to move over Jill’s body again, caressing it. They moved over her tits, legs, back, ass, and crotch. One even moved up and stroked over her face. Jill started to weep. She had been right, this plant thing was going to rape her. She didn’t want it to happen, the vines were so long and thick, but it seemed she didn’t really have a say in the matter.
The vine that had been rubbing up against Jill’s crotch finally brought its tip to her cunt lips and started to push into the woman. Jill cried out as she felt the vine starting to penetrate her. It stretched her wide and her tears came more rapidly. The vine pushed more of itself into Jill, feeling her vaginal walls clench together, trying to push the invader out. The vine just went deeper, enjoying the tightness. It pulled back and thrust into her, starting to find a rhythm.
As that vine entered, the one on Jill’s chest wrapped around each of her tits and pushed them together, before sliding through her cleavage and beginning to titfuck her. This wasn’t as unpleasant to Jill as the vine in her pussy was. The vine brushed against her nipples every once in a while, caressing them to hardness. But the roughness of which her breasts were being handled nullified any of the pleasure she felt. The vine moved up and down Jill’s chest, through her tits, and finally went even farther up, entering her agape mouth. The woman’s eyes widened at this new violation. She started to cough and gag, and was thankful when the vine pulled back down, only to have it re-enter seconds later.
Jill made the mistake of thinking things couldn’t get any worse, only to have a third vine push in between her ass cheeks. No, she thought pleadingly, please, no, not that. But the plant monster wasn’t psychic, and even if it had been, it wouldn’t have listened. It shoved its third vine into Jill’s anus, causing her whole body to jerk. She managed to let out a high pitched scream, which was allowed to carry on for a short time, since the vine on her tits had stopped plunging into her mouth. Her scream was cut off, though, by a fourth vine that was interested in her lovely mouth. This one came from straight above her, so it could push itself down into her tight throat as it wished.
Amidst the triple penetration and the tit fucking, Jill’s sanity slipped. She lost all rational thought and concepts of pain and pleasure and suddenly, it all felt incredibly good to her. Her crying turned into slutty moans of pleasure and she started to thrash back and forth, not trying to escape, but to get more of the vines into her. She bobbed her head on the vine in her mouth, and thrust her hips back and forth, between the ones in her cunt and ass. She couldn’t do much for the one between her boobs, but it was doing plenty itself. Jill felt the ecstasy build inside her body, until she was brought to a mind numbing orgasm. Her body rocked hard and she screamed loudly, even with the vine in her mouth.
As she started to come down from cumming, Jill’s sanity started to return and she realized what she had just done. She was absolutely sickened with herself, but it didn’t stop the vines from continuing to thrust into her every way they could. This continued for quite a while, Jill’s spirit cracking and finally shattering. She didn’t cry, she didn’t moan, she just hung there, letting the vines have their way with her. Finally, she felt a rumbling of sorts, coursing up all of the vines. It felt almost like a vibrator to her. Then she felt the cum start to blast into her, coating her insides and shooting up over her tits. It was green in color, almost glowing and it tingled as it touched her skin, inside or out. She was forced to swallow tons of the plant cum, and still it spilled out of her lips. Similarly, her cunt and anus were filled to beyond capacity, while her chest was totally covered with the goo.
When the plant had finished shooting its loads into and onto the woman, it simply released her, letting her fall to the ground and splatter into a wet pool of the cum. The plant curled up its vines to sleep and Jill, amazed that she had been set free pushed herself to the door, finding it unlocked now. She left the room and shut the door behind her, leaning against it heavily. She was naked and covered in the slime. Unknown to her, it was highly poisonous. Not enough to kill her, but to weaken and disorient her, even causing hallucinations. But she didn’t know this, she just knew she felt exhausted due to the ordeal she had just been through.
And it wasn’t over. Jill hadn’t been sitting there a whole minute before she heard the buzzing of the bees from down the hall. She forced herself to her feet and ran for the door to the next hall, entering and pulling the door closed behind her. Jill was breathing heavily and starting to get a little dizzy. She felt ridiculous, walking around in nothing but her boots, but she didn’t have her choice. Her clothes were still with the plant, and besides, they had been shredded. So she went on, stumbling every once in a while.
Jill entered one of the dormitory rooms, knowing there was a bed in there, and maybe some clothes. Her eyes widened with joy at the sight she saw. “Chris!” she exclaimed, moving to him and hugging him, not thinking about her current slimy nudity. The real Chris was dead, in the same room with her clothes, but again she didn’t know that. She was actually hugging a zombie, the smell of death strong off of it. The hallucinations had started to set in.
The zombie hadn’t been dead long enough to forget the allures of a naked woman. His cock started to harden as the woman hugged him and he found his constant hunger for flesh was met with an equally strong hunger for sex. Jill felt the hardness press against her firm stomach and smirked. “Chris, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were more happy to see me then usual.” Then she remembered she was naked. “Oh… yea…” She looked back up at the rotting face in front of her, to her looking just like a living Chris.
“Why don’t you say anything?” Jill asked him. Her words were like mush to the zombie. He didn’t know what she was saying, but he knew he wanted her. He moved his hands to her breasts, squeezing. Jill was surprised by this, but felt a heat start to grow between her legs. “Chris… don’t…” But she didn’t want him to stop. She had been attracted to Chris ever since she had first met him. Now that they were trapped in this hellish mansion and their chances of survival were slim, why not give in to temptation? At least her last sexual experience wouldn’t be of being gang raped by a plant. She brought her face close to his and kissed his lips, moving her tongue into Chris’s mouth.
Part of the zombie’s rotting mind told him to bite down now and eat the squiggling morsel in his mouth, but he still had enough human side left to remember how to kiss. He shoved his gray, bloated tongue back into Jill’s mouth, continuing to squeeze her breasts and pinch at her nipples. Jill moaned into the zombie’s mouth, pressing her nude body close to his. She moved one of her hands down, continuing to kiss him, and slid it down the front of his pants. Her fingers wrapped around the hard cock she found there and gave it a jerk.
The zombie moaned, one of the only vocal things he could do anymore. This made Jill smile. “Like that, huh?” She moved her hand back and forth on the cock some more. She gasped as she felt one of Chris’s hands move between her legs and push a finger inside her. The zombie started pushing his finger in and out of the woman’s pussy. This went on for a few minutes, before Jill pushed Chris down onto the bed and yanked his pants off, letting his rod spring free. Not having to undress herself made things easier and she simply straddled him, letting the hard on slide into her body.
Jill and the zombie moaned together and started to grind into each other. The zombie placed his hands on Jill’s ass and pulled her onto him harder and harder as he thrust up to meet her. Jill cried out and lowered herself over Chris, kissing at his neck and moving up to his lips again, moving her tongue to play with his. His dick felt incredibly inside her and she felt an orgasm approaching.
Thomas had just finished killing Plant 42, a task which had been incredibly easy after it had tired itself out fucking Jill and had gotten the Shield Key. He was on his way back out, when he heard moans and screams which could only be fucking. Curious, Thomas poked his head into the room they were coming from and could barely contain his laughter. There was Jill Valentine humping with wanton pleasure a zombie, and loving every minute of it. This was better then fucking Lara Croft’s corpse and spraying her brains all over the wall earlier. As much as he would have liked to ram his cock into Jill, this scene was much too entertaining to interrupt. Instead, he unbuttoned his pants and started to stroke his already hard member as he watched the couple fuck from behind his dark sunglasses.
Jill didn’t even notice the door open, or Thomas jerking off. The poison was ravaging her brain heavily, causing her skin to come to a boiling temperature. She was pouring sweat, even more so then a regular sexual act caused her and she was developing tunnel vision. All she could see was Chris’s face as she pounded onto his cock, her pleasure increasing with every hump. Finally, she tensed her body and came, feeling Chris cum with her, his seed spilling into her body. She didn’t even notice the burning sensation of the infected cum. She collapsed on top of her lover, breathing heavily and her heart pounding so fast she thought it might explode.
In such close proximity, the smell of the zombie worked its way through the hallucination to Jill’s senses. “Chris, honey… you need a bath. You stink,” she said to him between gasps of air. She looked down at him smiling, but something looked odd about him. She narrowed her eyes and looked closer at him, then screamed as the sight of the zombie came into clear focus. But it was all too late. The zombie’s lust had departed with his cum and now he was left only with the other hunger. As Jill screamed, the zombie bit into her throat.
Thomas was torn between a sadness at seeing another such beautiful babe being killed and total amusement at the sheer hilariousness of the situation. In the end, both feelings were drowned out as he himself came. His cum shot out and landed on the floor as Jill’s scream turned into a wet gargle as the zombie tore her throat out, blood spilling all over the bed. Jill fell forward against the zombie again, limply. Her flesh grew pale quickly and her breathing slowed. She looked over at the door, noticing it was open. The last thing she saw as the darkness of death claimed her was Thomas putting his dick away, a cold smile on his face.
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Babysitting Kyle tonight seemed like a bore. I’m a 14 yr old girl who needs excitement and pleasure. Kyle who is 9 was excited I’d be babysitting. Apparently his parents forgot to mention jake my friend from school would be home too. I’ve had the biggest crush on him since 4th grade. As their parents left Kyle went to play his video games leaving me and Jake alone on the couch watching some jersey shore. Right as the part where jenni and some random dude were getting it on he glanced over at me and started rubbing his junk through his pants. I pretended not to realize but it got to the point that I had to have him in me. Both of us were virgins and I knew it was time. I looked at him and ran my tongue along my lips. Sitting there in silence jake reaches over and passionately kisses me. I slowly run my hands up and down his abs much like he does to my breasts. He slowly reached to unbutton my short shorts and plaid hollister co shirt. Underneath I’m wearing a matching purple lace bra and thong. I unbutton his jeans and yank them off when he pulled his American eagle shirt off. Now I’m straddle over top of him. He’s massaging my boobs and I reach into his boxers and pull out a massive 6 in dick for a 14 yr old. Not knowing what to do next, in the heat of the moment he leads me upstairs and into his bedroom. There I pin him up against the wall and kiss his oh so sweetly. After a few minutes I lead him tithe bed and position myself for him to enter me. Talking his time to pop my cherry and hymen he glides his cock into my virgin pussy. It felt so amazing to feel jake inside of me. It hurt like crazy that the faster and harder he went I cried and moaned in pleasure. Getting used to the fact I wasnt a virgin anymore I bucked my hips to the rythem of jake fucking me hardly. After a while I pushed him onto the bed back first and straddled his cock with my hands and sat on his cock. I jerked up and down gradually gaining speed. After that I gave him a bj until he came all over my face. My first orgasm of the night was him eating me out. Ever since then we’ve been together. I live when he fucks me every day after school. What cute fuck buddies/couple. Btw this is a totally true story. I’m still dating jake and we still constantly fuck(:
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As we finish up we hear moaning and groaning coming from the living room. I throw my bra and thing on and he puts on his boxers to go see what all the racket was. It turned out after we went to his room to fuck for the first time we left the tv on. Playing on the tv was some teen porn. Shocked by the sight it turned us on once again. Ripping each others clothes of..it was time for some rough ass sex! We jumped I top of each other and rode each other like two horny horses. I knew it was time again so I grabbed his massive cock and worked it with both my mouth and hands. He bucked his hips in pleasure as I sucked him off. He gained a hard on boner and came into my tight mouth. Swallowing with pleasure I layer back and let him take control. He stuck his head in between my thighs and began to eat me out for the second time tonight. It was around 11 pm now so we knew we had only an hour left of fucking. Taking control after I came into his mouth and onto his tongue we bolted up the stairs for some wild steamy shower sex. He ran into the room sized shower and turned each and every shower head on. Thinking ahead I grabbed the lube and a dildo from his bag. Forgetting about damn protection we lubed each other up and kissed passionately. Fucking for a half an hour will have to do until next time so we did exactly that. The rest of the time we spent cooling off and washing the cum off our bodies. As soon as we heard the door shut we jumped out of the shower not knowing how to explain our nakedness or the fact that our clothes were left downstairs on the living room floor. You could hear the pounding on feet walk up the stairs. Panicing we ran into jakes bedroom and hopped under the covers. We figured sex in a bed was better to explain than sex in the living room and shower. In walked jakes dad who didn’t look an inch mad. Matter of fact he looked happy. He said he’s been wanting jake to fuck me forever and told us whenever we want to fuck I’m welcome here. We were amazed he took it so well. So tired and all out of cum we walked down the stairs to receive our clothes that were just lying untouched on the carpet. I ended up staying the night with jake. Surprisingly my parents agreed and let me stay as long as I slept in a different room than jake. What my parents didnt know would t hurt them so we slept in the same bed fuckig each others brains out the whole entire night. Knowing my parents would never approve of this whorish behavior I never told them. I kept it a secret until one day they could make and I in the midst of one of my numerous organsms. They were picking me up from babysitting and decided to see what the racket was upstairs. Low and behold we were fucking. Jake and I were banned from seeing each other be we found our ways. Now he is my live and we enjoy fucking each other each babysitting job(;
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Linda meets Adrian but where it leads she could not have imagined.
how college students educated me
A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy!
She was only babyitting three little boys, so how did she end up a whore for their……………
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Club Fatale, Pt. 4
Chapter Six – Enter Devon
I woke in the morning, my cock still inside Enya’s warm pussy. It was so tight that I could feel myself harden immediately.
I pulled out and rolled the girl onto her back. I quickly straddled her head and fucked her face until I got off. She moaned the whole time and I sprayed my jizm all over her youthful features.
Rolling off of her, I pulled my pants on and walked into the living room.
I stopped short. In the living room was Emmanuelle, seated on a sofa. With her was an unfamiliar dark-haired woman, sitting beside her. Jana knelt a few feet away: her eyes wet with tears.
“Emmanuelle?” I said, surprised. “Good morning! I didn’t hear you come in. Who’s your friend?”
She took a deep breath.
“I have some bad news. I’m afraid that Karina won’t be returning to you, Evan,” Emmanuelle said. Her voice was flat and slightly rushed. I could tell that she was trying to get some unpleasant business out of the way as quickly as possible. “The Commodore sends his regrets and a suitable replacement for your loss.”
She gestured.
The brunette beside her stood and I checked her out: long legs, large breasts on a slender frame. She was an older lady, perhaps Emmanuelle’s age, but still a very fine specimen. Beautiful features. Blue eyes. If older, she was clearly superior to Jana’s sister. A Grade-AA, unless I missed the mark.
“So,” I said. “The old dog went and offed her, did he? Or did he just not feel like returning her to me?”
“Things got a little out of hand, last night,” Emmanuelle said. “I apologize and offer my sincerest regrets for any inconvenience, Evan. I… You have to understand that these things happen from time to time.”
I realized that she was scared.
“What’s wrong, Emma?” I asked. “An accident like this hardly justifies such discomfort on your part.”
“She’s upset,” Enya said, as she emerged from my bedroom, “because according to the rules of conduct set down by father, you now have the opportunity to claim redress for grievances against him…”
“And that means?” I prompted.
“My life is yours, Evan,” Enya finished. “Your property has been destroyed by another. You now have the opportunity to use me as you see fit. You can do anything you wish to me and not even father can interfere.”
I felt a sudden thrill run through me. It wasn’t every day that a beautiful young woman informed you of something like that. I saw Jana sobbing on her knees: grieving over her sister. I looked at Emmanuelle waiting with bated breath. I stared at Enya: seemingly unafraid of what might come.
“It’s alright, Emma,” I said. “I don’t blame you or hold any grudges against the Commodore. Enya will return with you.”
Emmanuelle smiled, relieved. The tension ran off of her.
My attention was already turning to the brunette. “What’s your name, sweet thing?” I asked.
“Devon,” was the answer.
“Devon what?” I pressed.
“We don’t often tell our family names here, master,” the brunette said. She had a curious accent: part English, part something I couldn’t identify. “I am Devon: your woman. That is all that is important…”
I nodded. That much was true. “Inform the Commodore that I accept his gift, Emmanuelle, and thank him. There will be much pleasure in this one.”
I stared at Devon. Her return smile rivaled one of Emmanuelle’s.
Emmanuelle broke out into a grin and spoke. “I’ll take my leave, now. And thank you for taking care of Enya, Evan. I’ve rarely seen her so… satisfied.”
“We had good times,” I said.
Enya and I shared one last look before she left.
“Until next time, Evan,” the mother said. And the old Emmanuelle was back. I could see the sultry look in her Dresden-blue eyes. Whatever problem had been between us before, she had gotten over it.
“Until later, my dear.”
I watched Emmanuelle leave with Enya. Then I turned to my new acquisition.
“On your back,” I said.
Pushing Devon’s dress up, I entered her and took her upon my couch. I fucked her mightily for over an hour before coming in her pussy and leaving her spent. Afterwards, I went to seek out Angelique.
Chapter Seven – The Mistress of Snuff
The first day of snuff class came.
Mistress Angelique was my instructor. At five-foot-eight and a hundred and twenty pounds, she was a knockout with a dazzling figure. Raven-black hair curled about her muscular shoulders and mischievous blue eyes sparkled beneath dark, furrowed brows. She wore a tight corset of a lacy black that contained bulging breasts; black stockings that sheathed her toned, athletic legs.
Angelique had a riding crop and she used it like someone out of a fetish movie.
Behind her were three bound women: a blonde, a brunette and a redhead.
“Mr. Evan Anderson,” Mistress Angelique began. “You are here because you wish to know of the art form called snuff.”
I opened my mouth. The crop cracked me across the buttocks.
“That was a statement,” she said. “Do not speak until you are asked a question.”
I closed my mouth.
“Snuffing is an art form of unbelievable antiquity and lineage,” the dark-haired goddess said with conviction. “It was passed down from father to son through ancient days: unbroken, unsullied. It was hidden away from the eyes of mortal men, practiced by wicked priests, mighty kings and gods that walked among men. From ancient Egypt, Persia, Greece and Rome to the dark ages of medieval Europe, through the middle ages and the renaissance, it was performed in dark corners and secluded places. On the nights of Samhain and Imbolc, Beltane and Lughnasagh, Celtic bards would snuff the daughters of nobles and kings upon their pagan altars, slicing their throats with golden sickles and ejaculating onto the dying girls’ faces. According to their code, Viking raiders were required to fuck to death the first woman they captured every season, while her female kin were forced to stand by and watch. At wartime, the Samurai warriors and lords of feudal Japan would assemble every day to take the most beautiful peasant girl from their enemy’s lands and, together in a circle, drown her in gallons of their sperm…”
She stopped and I stared at her. Despite myself, I was growing intrigued by Angelique’s lecture.
“You wish to ask a question, Mr. Anderson?”
I shook my head.
“Then on to business,” she said.
“Firstly, Mr. Anderson,” Mistress Angelique continued. “If you are to become a full and respected member of Club Fatale, then you must have a first-class, working knowledge of the tools of the trade.”
Angelique rounded me, dragging the tip of her crop across my shoulders like a harsh caress; her lips close, her voice soft.
“There are three main implements of torture involved in the art of snuffing: the garrote, the knife and the whip…”
Angelique’s delicate hands pulled aside a tablecloth to reveal several examples of said implements: knives of every shape and size, garrotes of wire, silk and old fashioned rope and several whips, some barbed, some knotted, some made of the finest silk. Those would sting the greatest of all.
“There are three main devices of execution involved in the art of snuffing: the gallows, the guillotine and the pool…”
Angelique gestured to the far side of the room and the lights rose. There was a full length gallows with a long rope and a trapdoor, a monstrous guillotine with a shining, razor-sharp blade and a full tank of water just the right size and height for sinking a girl and drowning her in its icy-cold depths.
“But, more importantly, there is one main tool involved in the art of snuffing…”
With a thwack of her riding crop she smacked my cock.
“It is right there between your legs: the world’s most magnificent creation. It is the cock which gives you the ability to be the greatest artist. It is the cock that defines you, that drives you, that feeds your lust for destruction. And if there is one truism that I have learned in my lifetime, it is that man is the ultimate destroyer…”
She looked up at me. “Choose,” she said.
“Choose what?” I asked.
Angelique glared at me and gestured to the three bound women.
“Why, which one will die, of course,” she said. “All three of these women before you deserve that and nothing less. Not because of their crimes to this Club, nor by their economic fates that put them in such a tenuous position. No. They deserve their fates because of the virtue of their sex. They are women. What use is there for them but to please men? Always in life, even in dying.”
She turned and studied the three and I did as well.
“First we have Brittany: age 38, blonde hair, blue eyes, housewife from Kansas City. She was acquired when her husband sold her to a brothel while out of the country. She has proven incapable of following the rules as expected and must be disciplined and terminated. She has quite a chest on her and would scream long and hard as she expired.”
“Second is Mona: age 23, red hair, dark eyes, business student from Italy. She was kidnapped specifically for a Club member, but he tired of her and her rebellious streak. She has proven too difficult to train and tame. She is athletic and, so far, has been adept at surviving suffering. But she cannot last forever and it would be such a thrill and a challenge to break her.”
“Third is Natalie: age 31, black hair, brown eyes, a common whore from Russia. We purchased her from the Russian mafia for a mere thousand dollars. That was six years ago and she has proven herself quite the survivor. She was scheduled for snuffing once before, but she survived the ordeal and, in the process, made twenty men come.”
She turned to me: “Housewife, student or whore; which will it be?”
I met the eyes of each female in turn, weighing the possibilities. Angelique watched me decide.
“I want them all,” I said.
“Ah! I see that you are indeed a man of uncommon depth and desires,” the brunette mistress said. She stepped up to the blonde. “This one first, then,” she said. “How do you wish to do her, Master Evan? A fast snuffing or a slow one?”
“I want to know everything,” I said. “Teach me everything.”
The brunette mistress proceeded to teach me. First the whip. Mistress Angelique showed me how to place a blow upon the flesh for simple play or for maximum pain and maximum damage. Over several hours we used nothing but the whip upon the blonde. Brittany screamed and only when her screams rose to an intensity that Angelique approved of did the Mistress allow me to enter her. I fucked the blonde housewife from behind, pulled her head back, strangling her with my whip, and came inside her.
“Should I strangle her to death, mistress?” I asked.
“Now, Master Evan, where is the fun in the that?” she chided me. “The thrill of the kill must be savored.”
I released the blonde. She gasped desperately.
Angelique took up a second whip and together we scourged Brittany’s body into a bloody mess: back, thighs, stomach and breasts. A blow from Angelique struck the blonde’s sensitive pussy, making her cry out in abject pain. My next blow caught her across the face, nearly taking out her eye. The next drew a jagged red welt across her breasts. And so on and so on, until she was hanging limp and half dead.
“She’s finished, Master Evan,” Angelique told me. “Get behind her and enter her.”
I did as instructed. My iron cock went in smooth and tight. She was so ready for me. I started moving inside her. She moaned listlessly.
Angelique took a knife from the table: a long, straight medieval blade.
“Pull her head back,” she said.
I did, by the hair.
Angelique struck, slashing the blade across Brittany’s throat. Blood sprayed and the blonde cried out in indescribable agony.
“Pull back, harder!” Angelique cried. “And fuck her dying body, Master!”
A gout of crimson shot forth and coated Angelique. The brunette mistress pulled her corset down and bathed her breasts in Brittany’s blood. I humped the blonde with wild abandon, thrusting deep and hard. Brittany gurgled and convulsed for nearly a minute, spraying blood from her torn throat as she expired.
Angelique leaned forward, over Brittany’s shoulder and our lips met. We kissed, enflamed, and I rose. My cock slid from the dead pussy.
“That was the first kill I ever participated in,” I said, voice impassioned.
“Then fuck me in her blood!” Angelique said, desperately.
I threw the black-clad mistress to the floor in the pool of Brittany’s blood and swiftly mounted her. I fucked her deeply, my cock harder than I had ever remembered it. We panted together, like two predators after a hunt and a kill. Beneath me, she writhed in the crimson pool. She came, convulsing, on my cock. Crying out, I came as well, sending my burning semen deep into my delicious mistress.
“Take me to the beach and fuck me again,” she said. “Our training is done for the day. Leave this slut’s corpse to hang.”
I did as she asked. I fucked her in the sand before the ocean, coming inside her for a second time. The afternoon passed into night. We spoke like lovers and I found my attraction to her growing exponentially.
When midnight came, I took her to my beach house. Together we used Jana and Devon, hurting them for our mutual satisfaction and pleasure. While Devon licked Angelique’s pussy, I strangled Jana until she passed out. Angelique got behind Devon and caught her in a sleeper hold. As I fucked Jana’s pussy, I watched my dark angel choke the elder brunette beauty to unconsciousness.
We fucked for hours upon their unconscious bodies.
I rose in the morning.
My cock was as hard as an iron bar. Angelique’s firm fingers wrapped around it and she jacked me slowly.
“You need release, master…” Her eyes flicked to Jana. “Take her. She’s prime meat.”
I felt a raging fire rise in me. I wanted her, badly. I sat up and moved to straddle the blonde girl’s head. Jana woke as my cock pressed past her lips. Deeply, I throated her. Angelique held her head as I did, watching me with beautiful, blinking eyes. I fucked deeper and harder, punishing the girl.
It wasn’t long before I was ready to come.
Angelique moved to get behind me, straddling Jana’s chest. Her warm pussy pressed into my butt; her hips moved with mine. Whatever I felt, fucking Jana’s face, it was like she was feeling it along with me. “Take her, Evan… Now, here with me,” Angelique cooed softly into my ear. Her delicate chin rested lightly on my shoulder. “Make her the first… your first… our first, together…” She nibbled at my ear.
I knew that she meant it. I had never gone all the way. I wanted to. I wanted to do it with her. I wanted to make her proud of me.
I thrust my cock down Jana’s throat for the last time. Jana struggled upon me, realizing that this was the end. It was impossible for her to breathe with me sitting on her chest, cock buried in her throat. She couldn’t escape.
“Watch her Evan,” Angelique whispered to me. “Watch her while you take her, while you destroy her life. Even now, she clings to it. She wants to live. That is the beauty of snuff, my sweet. You hold sooo much power over her: ultimate power. There she goes… there she goes… just about…”
“NOW!” Angelique hissed. “COME DOWN HER THROAT, EVAN!”
The tightness of Jana’s throat and the arousal of her coming demise were too much. I cried out and came.
“Oh, yes!” Angelique said into my ear. “Oh, god! Look at her, baby! Look at her FUCKING DYING UPON your cock!”
Together, we watched as Jana drowned in my come. Angelique’s chin was on my shoulder and she watched in silence as I took my first kill.
I turned my head to kiss her.
“How did that feel, lover?” she asked.
“Indescribable. I’m glad that I could share it with you, my love,” I said.
My gaze turned down and alighted upon Devon. The brunette Brit had watched us the whole time without saying a word.
“See how she watches you,” Angelique said in my ear. “So patiently. She knows that it will be her, the next time. She knows that it will be you who ends her this way…”
I looked into Devon’s eyes and imagined her last moments while Angelique kissed my neck and shoulders…
The next day was the same. And the next. Three days passed and still we did not advance past the whip. Angelique set me about working upon Mona. It was only when I could draw a howl from the young redhead without marking her skin that Angelique agreed to continue to the next stage.
The day after that, Angelique taught me the secrets of the knife. Standing close to me, whispering sexily into my ear, she showed me the arts of pain and torture with the blade and how they could transform into pleasure. Mona screamed at first, and for several days, but eventually her cries turned to howls of indescribable pleasure as I learned to cut and thrust with precision.
Every once in a while, at least once a day, the Commodore would come by and watch. He seemed very intrigued about what we were doing. At times, I heard him muttering to himself, saying that I had promise, that I could be the one.
The one what, he never said.
People began talking about me; my intensity, my dedication, my concentration. I took little heed of them, lost as I was in my quest for perfection and my desire for Angelique.
My feelings for the dark-haired vixen grew by leaps and bounds. I knew that I had met a kindred spirit in her. When darkness fell, we would fuck on the sandy beach, teasing each other with pain or pleasure until the hours took us into the more erotic confines of my bedroom. During those erotic nights, I made long, lasting love to her and wished it would never end.
When we desired excitement, we would walk along the beach where the new girls were brought to be raped and snuffed. We would drink together while I received a blowjob from Sophia, the tanned Caribbean bartender. We sampled the cuisine prepared by Sonya, the Commodore’s personal chef.
We even dined with the Commodore and Emmanuelle on Bonfire Night, drinking thousand-dollar wine over generous cuts of finely cooked Patricia.
Jacob delivered the redheaded Cameron to me, as he had promised: my prize for unknowingly helping him acquire the beautiful Tori. Angelique and I broke the attractive young girl in like a prized mare. Together, we fucked her with the assistance of the darkly beautiful Devon and left her unconscious in a puddle of our combined juices.
It was a good life and I didn’t have a care in the world.
I had practically forgotten about my previous existence. But my businesses had been left in good hands and the one time I checked up on them, I found no problems. They were booming, even; my business model was pointing to a record year.
I called Jacqueline twice, but I found myself strangely distanced from her. I kept thinking of her in compromising positions.
I had fever-dreams of her; bound and whipped, with Angelique standing behind her, knife caressing her neck. I would step up to her, thrust myself inside of her and take her violently while she begged for release. Angelique would watch from behind and hump herself into Jacqueline’s ass. Then, at the moment of climax, the knife would slash and my daughter’s blood would gush onto my chest and cock.
And the last thing I would say to my young, innocent daughter before she died was that she had fulfilled her destiny.
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Patty refused to fuck her son again that day, as often as he
pestered her for another chance to slide his seemingly always hard
cock into her pussy. Refusing him wasn’t easy. She spent most of
the evening finger fucking, locked in her room and feverishly rubbing
her wet pussy, all to thoughts of the joy she’d experienced with her
son’s huge prick.
The next morning, Walter came to the breakfast table completely
naked, with an enormous throbbing hard-on that was already leaking
tasty looking cum juice. He made a valiant effort to fuck his mother
again, squeezing and fondling her body as she served him breakfast,
making her look at his magnificent cock. Again, Patty turned him
down.
Again, she had to spend the next several hours finger fucking.
She knew it was worth the effort. Her torrid fuck and suck session
the day before had been a one-time degenerate episode that could
never be repeated. What kind of mother spread her legs and opened
her pussy for her very own child?
Early that afternoon, Patty dressed and went shopping. The
first thing she heard when she let herself back into the house was
the frantic moaning and screaming upstairs. Patty just stood there,
unable to believe her ears, instantly feeling her pussy growing wet,
hot and sticky under her panties. Then she rembered what her son had
said the day before. He’d decided to keep his promise. He’d brought
home some young girl to fuck.
“Oh, fuck me, Walter!” The girl was obviously in the throes of
ecstasy. She sounded very young. “Unngh! Oh, fuck me with your big
cock, fuck me hard! Make me cum, Walter!”
Patty put the groceries on the kitchen counter. She was
trembling. She went upstairs, her mind already filing with obscene
images, of her hung son slamming his dripping prick into some lucky
little slut’s gooey cunt.
The voices grew louder. Her son’s bedroom door was open. Patty
told herself not to look, told herself that the sight of her son
fucking another girl would again put her incestuous lust for him over
the edge. Patty couldn’t help herself. She stood in the open door,
staring in.
The girl was young, blonde and slinky. She was on top of
Walter, who lay on his back, smiling up at her, his hands folder
behind his head. The girl had a very quick, nimble ass, and she was
now gyrating it in a frenzy, frantically pistoning her wet little
pussy up and down Walter’s cock.
“Gonna cum,” the girl panted. She clutched Walter’s shoulders,
shuddering as she slammed her hairy little fuck hole onto the base of
his prick. “Fuck me, Walter. Love your prick, Walter! Fuck me,
fuck me….”
“Get out,” Patty hissed.
“Oh, shit!” the girl said.
The girl leapt off the bed, making Walter’s cock slide out of
her pussy with an obscene popping sound. Patty advanced on her
menacingly. Thirty seconds later, the anonymous little slut was
gone, having set a potential world record in wiggling into her
clothes and dashing down the stairs.
She was alone in the house with her son again. Patty stood at
the foot of the bed, breathing hard, staring at her son’s enormous
cock.
“What was the meaning of that?”
“I was horny,” Walter shrugged, with a grin. “I told you I
might bring some chick over, Mom. I mean, if you won’t fuck me
anymore, why shouldn’t I?”
“You’re disgusting,” Patty hissed. “A girl that age, fucking
her like that right in your room. With the door wide open. You
ought to be ashamed of yourself. Can’t you ever think about anything
but your big cock?”
“Nope. Matter of fact, I’m thinking about it right now. Why
don’t you let me fuck your tight pussy again, Momma? Shit, I’d shoot
my cum up your pussy than that chick’s any day.”
“You’re disgusting.”
“Come on, Mom.”
He got off the bed, naked, his enormous fuck organ wagging
obscenely before him as he advanced on his chaste, secretly sex-
starved mother. Patty just stood there. She knew she could have
left, or yelled at him again. But watching Walter’s gigantic cock
boring into the young girl’s pussy had made her so, so horny. Her
cunt was throbbing again, beating as it oozed juice into her panties.
Patty needed a good fucking very, very badly.
“Take your hands off of me,” she said feebly.
But she didn’t mean it, and they both knew it. Walter led her
to the bed. He put her on her back, letting his mother lie there as
he stripped off her clothes. Her large, stiff-nippled tit melons
wobbled tantalizingly as he pulled off her huge bra, and Walter paused to
nurse on his mother’s tits, to slurp her red nipples deeply between
his lips.
Off came her shoes, her skirt, her wet, cunt juice-smelling
bikini panties. Then the fuck-hungry mother was completely naked.
Walter joined her on the bed, crawling up between her legs.
“Cock ’em up, Mom.”
“No, Walter. You know it’s a sin. You don’t really want to
fuck Mommy again, do you?”
“I said cock ’em up.”
“Oh, Walter….”
Shamefully, hornily, the mother then did as her son asked. She
raised her knees high over her shoulders, spreading them, completely
opening her wet, throbbing, curly-haired pussy hole for the invasion
of his cock. Walter grinned, mounting his mother. He fit the spongy
tip of his prick between the pouting petals of her very tight cunt.
“Man, I’ve really got a hot load now,” he panted. “I was just
about to shoot off when you walked in. I’m gonna cum so fucking hard
I’ll probably knock you off the bed!”
Patty didn’t answer. She was too busy looking down, excitedly
watching her son’s immense cock-lance boring into her pussy. The
stiff prick stretched her pussy lusciously, making the walls clasp
and grip exquisitely around the invading thickness of his cock.
For nearly a full day she’d fantasized about this, about again
feeling her boy’s prick slamming back into the pussy that had birthed
him. Now it was deep inside her again, boring deep inside her cunt.
Shamefully the naked mother stared wigging and humping, fucking her
horny, itchy pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of Walter’s cock.
“Yes, Walter, it feels so good now,” she panted. “It’s time to
fuck Mommy again, honey. Unnggh! Fuck your mother, lover, fuck your
mother’s horny cunt!”
She cocked her long legs up higher, draping her ankles over his
shoulders, completely opening her gooey pussy hole for the skewering
shaft of his cock. Her hung son started fucking. He braced his
knees on the bed, looming over his mom, supporting his weight on
straight arms. Rhythmically he fucked her tightly grasping pussy,
spearing his big cock in and out of her cunt.
“Fuck me, fuck my pussy!” Patty gasped. She humped to meet his
strokes, her enormous tits bouncing and shivering, undulating every
time her son fucked her deep wit his cock. “Unnngh! Oh, shit,
Walter, you’ve really got a bit one! Give Mommy a good fucking now!
Harder, honey, harder! Fuck Mommy’s cunt till I can’t even walk!”
Walter moaned, experiencing the luscious tightness of his
mother’s pussy. It seemed impossible that she had ever given birth;
her cunt was tighter, and sucked his cock more sweetly, than that of
the girl he’d been humping only minutes before.
Now his cock was all the way inside her syrupy fuck channel,
buried to the balls. Patty felt completely overwhelmed by the size
of his fuck shaft. It stuffed her belly, reaching into the depths of
her womb. Her horny son started working his ass rapidly on top of
her, spearing his big prick in and out of the clinging sheath of her
pussy.
“Do you like the way I fuck you, Mom?” he panted. “Do you want
me to fuck you harder, Mom? Do you like the way I fuck your tight,
juicy little cunt?”
“Yes, baby,” Patty squealed. She started bucking her hips in a
frenzy, eager for harder, deeper thrusting of the wonderfully big
cock. “Fuck your mother, baby. Mommy’s cunt’s so juicy! Unngggh!
Harder, honey, please do it harder! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, Mommy needs
a good cum so much!”
Walter sprawled flat on his naked mother, crushing her giant
tits under his chest. Then he started fucking her pussy as fast as
he could. In and out his huge cock sawed, spearing into her womb.
Patty humped and shuddered beneath him, grimacing and twisting her
head from side to side, overwhelmed by the ecstasy of being fucked
with her own son’s prick.
“Mommy’s going to cum now!” she gasped, almost shouting out the
words. “Harder, Walter! Unnggh! Fuck your mother, fuck your horny
mother! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”
Her pussy spasmed violently in orgasm, spewing juice onto
Walter’s hammering cock, sucking the aching stiffness of his huge,
pounding prick. Walter kept fucking as hard as possible,
relentlessly drilling his organ into the depths of her pussy hole.
The cum lasted for nearly a minute straight. When it was over,
Walter was still ramming his cock into her belly as hard as he could.
He hadn’t cum yet, had kept himself from filling his mother’s belly
with his hot, spewing seed.
Which meant, Patty quickly realized, that she could suck it out
of his big prick instead.
“T-t-take it out, Walter,” Patty panted, deeply ashamed of what
she longed to do next. “Please, stop fucking Mommy’s pussy.”
“Gotta cum,” Walter grunted.
“I know. I….I want to suck it now. Please, Walter. Mommy
wants to suck your cock so bad.”
Walter stopped humping, pausing to smile knowingly down at his
mom. Then he slid his throbbing prick out of her pussy and rose from
the bed. He stood up, his cock pulsing as he waited for his mom to
get on her knees in front of him. Patty did it. It made her feel
like even more of a slut to kneel like this in front of her son, to
be on her knees looking up at him as she popped his cock into her
mouth and started sucking to draw out its load of spunk.
“Give me some good cocksucking, Mom….”
Patty stared hungrily at the huge cock throbbing in front of her
face. She gripped it in her fist, sliding her hand down to the base
to hold his cock in position. Then she popped the cock knob into her
mouth, and then she started sucking it.
It tasted especially good now, from fucking two wet, creamy
pussies in a row. Contentedly Patty gurgled as she nursed on the big
prick, thrusting her tongue into the cum hole to lap up the oozing
jizz. The cock knob was already very fat and puffy, and the cum
cream oozed out every instant. Patty’s pussy got itchy again as she
thought of how much cock juice was jacked in her son’s balls, of how
heavily he would soon be showering her tonsils with cream.
“Man, you like putting my cock in your mouth, don’t you, Mom?”
Patty didn’t answer. She was too busy sucking cock. Loudly and
wetly she slurped on the tasty prick, hearing her own gurgling,
smacking sounds of cocksucking pleasure filling the bedroom. The
prick grew even stiffer, beating on the roof of her mouth. Patty
thrust her left hand between her thighs, beginning to rub her wet
pussy. Shamelessly she finger fucked and sucked hard cock at the
same time.
Her mouth was stretched to bursting, contorted obscenely as she
struggled to accommodate the blood-beating thickness of her young
son’s cock. Patty bobbed her head, her blonde tresses bouncing on
her shoulders, urgently fucking her mouth with his cock. She
tightened her fingers around the base of his cock, and then she
started beating his prick meat much harder than before, urgently
whipping her right hand up and down the pulsing stalk of his prick.
“Gonna shoot it,” Walter gasped.
He clutched her head with both hands, lunging forward, cramming
another half-inch of his cock between her lips.
“Suck it, Mom, suck it good! Unngh! You’re a great cocksucker,
Mom! Oh, fuck, cumming now!”
The giant prick started spewing, spraying rich gobs of cum juice
down the cock-loving mother’s throat. Patty nursed feverishly on her
boy’s giant cock, loving the taste of his cream. Again and again,
the sappy white stuff sprayed out of his cock tip, spurting on her
tonsils, running down her throat. Patty clung shamelessly to the
huge, squirting cock, jacking and sucking it, feeling her belly
filing up with cream.
At last the sticky white cock juice stopped blasting out of his
hard-on. Patty popped the big, wet cock out of her mouth, panting as
she stared intently at the cock knob. She felt completely depraved
now, unable to suppress her constant craving to fuck and suck with
her own son. If she’d gone this far with him, she might as well go
the rest of the way. It had been a long, long time since she’d felt
a prick anywhere near as huge as her son’s boring into her tender
little shitter.
“You’re….you’re a dirty boy, Walter,” Patty panted, still
jacking his fuck pole slow and hard. “You’re a dirty boy for wanting
to fuck your mother like this. Don’t you feel dirty for letting
Mommy suck your cock?”
“No.”
“I’ll….I’ll bet you fantasize about fucking Mommy’s tight
little asshole too, don’t you? That would be just like you. Do you
fantasize about fucking my hot little asshole when you jack off,
honey? Is that where you’d like to shove this big cock of yours
next?”
Walter just grinned in response, his prick throbbing harder than
ever. Patty rose unsteadily to her feet. The idea of asshole
fucking was morally repugnant to her, but that meant nothing to the
puckered, pink hole that was now already throbbing lewdly in and out.
It just happened to be the case that Patty had been born with an
unusually sensitive, itchy little asshole. Whenever her cunt got
wet, her asshole usually felt hot and tingly too.
“You’d better get some Vaseline from the bathroom, Walter. I
guess you’re never going to get over your sick desire to fuck your
mother unless I let you fuck my asshole too.”
Walter disappeared into the bathroom. Patty grabbed a pillow,
thrusting it under her belly to elevate her slim hips. She felt
completely ashamed of herself, knowing how badly she needed this
torrid session of assfucking with her son. Shamefully she gripped
her rounded little white ass globes, spreading them wide, revealing
her pink, puckered shit orifice to her only son.
Walter returned to the bedroom, finding his mother sprawled on
her stomach, holding her ass cheeks open. He grinned, again joining
her on the bed. Patty heard him moving behind her, uncapping the
Vaseline jar. She whimpered as her boy started pasting the lube
liberally all over her little shitter.
“Stick your fingers in, Walter. Get Mommy’s little asshole nice
and juicy.”
Walter did as his mother asked, straightening his fingers,
thrusting them into the gripping interior of his mother’s shit
tunnel. Patty groaned, fucking her tight, itchy asshole onto his
hand. Then she heard a new sound behind her as her son basted his
huge cock liberally with Vaseline.
“That’s enough, Walter. Time to fuck Mommy’s asshole now,
honey. Hurry, honey, give Mommy’s asshole a good, hard ass fucking!”
Walter mounted his naked mother, aiming his swollen cock tip at
her rubbery shit hole. Patty gasped with intense pleasure as she
felt the cock cleaving into her bowels, instantly stretching her
burning asshole to the bursting point around the invading thickness
of his prick.
It had been so, so long since her last asshole reaming. Patty’s
asshole was already sucking and spasming needfully in response to her
son’s cock, sucking and gripping Walter’s prick to welcome it into
her body. Patty bit her lip, suppressing the slight pain she felt as
her asshole stretched to accommodate his cock. Then she started
humping again, wiggling at the same time, trying to help her hung son
stuff every inch of his fuck pole into her narrow, gripping ass.
“Fuck your mother, fuck Mommy’s little asshole!” she pleaded.
Patty released her buns, no longer needing to hole them open.
She thrust her hand under her belly and started finger fucking,
rubbing her aching clitty as hard as she could.
“Mommy needs assfucking, Walter!” she panted. “Deeper, baby,
really ram it in now! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, fuck Mommy’s asshole as
deep as you can!”
Walter grunted as he heaved on top of her, forcing his immense
cock deeper and deeper into the Vaseline-slickened heat of her
asshole. Then it was all the way inside her, buried to the balls,
his huge prick pulsating as it soaked in the indescribable tightness
of her shit tunnel.
Patty started humping harder, moaning and crying as she
shamefully fucked her stretched, tingling asshole onto his cock.
Walter pulled out slowly, then rammed his prick back into her bowels.
Then he settled into a hard, fast rhythm, slamming his prick in and
out of his mother’s horny little shitter.
“Fuck my asshole, fuck my horny little asshole!” Patty pleaded.
She finger fucked her pussy in a frenzy, simultaneously thrusting her
asshole onto his cock. “Unngggh! Mommy’s got such a horny little
asshole, honey! It needs fucking super bad! Oh, shit, please do it
harder! Oh, darling, fuck Mommy’s asshole as hard as you can!”
Walter did as his mother asked, ramming his cock up her shit
chute as hard as he could. The enormous fuck organ had swelled even
stiffer, and Patty sensed that her hung son would soon be basting her
bowel tract with another load of cum.
The orgasm burst suddenly deep inside her, making her pussy gush
onto her fingers, and her asshole spasmadically grip and milk around
Walter’s hammering cock. Patty shrieked with shameful pleasure,
humping and bucking and thrusting as hard as she could.
“Fuck my asshole, fuck Mommy’s horny asshole!” she cried. “My
asshole’s cumming now, Walter! Fuck it, fuck it good!
Cuummmiiinnngggg!”
Walter collapsed on top of her, ramming his cock to the hilt in
her tenderly sucking bowels. Then his load of cock juice spewed out
of his balls. It lashed out of his cock tip, spraying into his
mother’s asshole, deluging her shitter with an ocean of cream.
Hornily the naked mother flexed her shitting muscles around the huge,
erupting cock, helping him draining his balls completely in her ass.
* * * * * * * *
She had to do something about Walter’s craving to fuck her.
Patty paced her bedroom several hours later, trying to ignore the wet
ache in her pussy, wondering what she could do to end her shocking,
incestuous liaison with her son.
She’d make him see a counselor. Yes, that was right. A
counselor could help him deal with his uncontrollable sex drive.
Patty went to her bureau, finding her address book and thumbing
through the pages. She still didn’t think that her own lust had
anything to do with the fact that she’d let her son fuck her. She
blamed it all on him.
Margaret Kelly. She was a therapist of some sort. Patty had
heard about her because Margaret Kelly sometimes worked with young
people referred by Walter’s school. Margaret was supposed to be a
mother too, with a growing son of her own. Having a record of school
referrals was as much endorsement as Patty needed. She’d make sure
that Walter saw Margaret Kelly as soon as possible, to discuss his
shocking desire to suck and fuck his very own mother.
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