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Friday Night Fun

brassy on Short Sex Stories

Friday Night Fun





As she walked into the room she frowned slightly, realising he hadn’t even turned to say “hello”.



She realised he was busy with work, staring intently into the computer screen, trying to fathom how to fill out some report or other. She could see he wasn’t happy.



She sauntered close up behind him, leaned over his right shoulder, and kissed him on the cheek, slipped her

Ashleys In Double Trouble

ANordoc on Incest Stories


Her parents were out of town. For Ashley that was one of the most important things to happen to her in her 15 years of life. Actually it was the most important thing to happen to her. Her parents Dan and Susan were out of town for two weeks, off in Cancun for an anniversary vacation, and Ashley was staying with her two older brothers: Tom, who was 17, and Mark, who had just turned 18.

There were very few rules while the parents were gone, because Mark, who was in charge, was pretty cool. He was fine with Tom doing whatever he wanted, because Mark and Tom hung out with the same people, and were usually together. Ashley’s only rules were that he wanted her in by 1:00 and she was

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n’t supposed to go to any parties with some specific people.

Ashley had told them she was hanging out with Mandy, one of her best friends, and that had gotten her brothers suspicious. Mandy hung out some guys that Tom and Mark didn’t like. The guys she hung out with were bad news. They were heavy partiers and they had a history of turning girls into heavy partiers too. So, Tom and Mark decided to keep an eye on Ashley. They called up one of their friends who frequented parties and told him to watch for Ashley and if she showed to up keep an eye on her and give them a call.

Ashley did show up at the party, but she didn’t drink. Mandy went off with some guy and Ashley felt kind of awkward. The evening picked up and she was hit on by some guys, but she kept it at flirting. According to the friend who was watching her Ashley was a pretty good girl all night.

While Ashley was at her party, Tom and Mark had a little party of their own. It wasn’t much, they had been out the last few nights and decided to just chill at home with some beers and watch TV. After a while they got bored with sitcoms and starting searching the high channels for a movie. Around channel 497 they found what looked to be a pretty interesting movie. It only to took about 5 minutes to realize it was porn, but they had had a few beers and they watched it anyway. For cable porn it was pretty heavy shit. They sat there watching it making jokes at the bad acting, until one scene started that made Mark sit up a little straighter.

“Hey, that chick looks a bit like Ashley.” he said.

“Holy shit, your right.” said Tom.

The girl in the scene didn’t look “a bit” like Ashley, she looked almost identical to her. Dark brown hair, a nice light tan, big green eyes, tiny little frame, and about a B-cup. The girl was really hot, and the guys knew it, but they also knew it was a little weird that they found the girl that looked exactly like their sister so hot. They watched the whole scene, trying to remind themselves that this was someone else, but the entire time all they could think about was their sister. After the scene was over they started talking, the conversation a little alcohol fueled.

They talked about Ashley, and they agreed that actually now that they thought about it, she was really hot. Then the conversation got a little dirtier, as they talked about whether they would fuck her if they got the chance. They both thought it was pretty wrong morally, but they decided that, yeah, if given the chance, they would.

There was a moment of silence, then Mark spoke up.

“Well, actually…” he said

“What”

“I was just thinking..”

“Well.. we could” Said Mark, and he started to explain his plan.

Ashley got home from the party at 1:06, and as she came through the door she got an apprehensive feeling.

“Your late” shouted Tom from the living room.

“Sorry, I lost track of time” she said as she walked into the living room.

There were beer bottles on the coffee table and Mark and Tom were staring at her intently.

“We got a call from one of our friends Ashley, he said you were at a party tonight.”

“What did we tell you about partying with those guys.”

“Well, Mandy wanted to go and I just….I dunno” At this point Ashley was scared, she had never seen this look in her brother’s eyes, they didn’t look angry though, they looked…..hungry.

“Did you drink?” asked Tom

“No, I didn’t have anything but water” She said telling the truth.

“Well, do you want to drink with us?”

“Um, I’m actually kind of tired.”

“Grab a beer Ashley, or Mom and Dad are going to get a call.”

Ashley didn’t know where this was going so she took the safe bet, and grabbed a beer. They sat in silence for a while and Ashley drank. After she finished one beer, she already felt tipsy, she was a tiny girl and not a drinker, but as soon as she was done Tom handed her another beer.

“No, thanks, I think I should stop”

“Drink Ashley.” Said Mark, so Ashley did.

After this beer Tom turned the TV on and flipped through the channels, until he settled on a repeat of the porn they were watching earlier.

“Wow Ashley, that girl looks like you.” he said, eyeing his sister. She was in party clothes, a tank top and a mini skirt, a she looked even hotter than the porn star to him.

“Uh, I guess.” she said look even more nervous, the beer was getting her pretty drunk, and her brothers were freaking her out.

“Let’s see how much you really have in common.” Said Mark as he leaned over towards Ashley.

“What?” said Ashley trying to scoot away. She couldn’t because she was already next to the arm of the couch.

Mark reached over and grabbed her by her waist, while Tom crossed from his chair and pulled off her shirt. Mark kissed her passionately, and Ashley unknowingly responded, allowing her tongue to play with his. She realized what she was doing and broke away.

“What are you jerks doing” shouted Ashley, but the beer in her system was making it hard to move away.

Tom next ripped off her bra and revealed her great tits, they were in fact a little bigger than the porn stars, but that certainly wasn’t a bad thing. Mark went to work sucking on her little nipples, which were getting hard from the contact.

Ashley was freaked out, but she let out a moan, because even though she knew it was wrong on many levels, her body was betraying her. She was getting turned on, her nipples were hard and she could feel heat building between her legs, she struggles to suppress these feelings. Ashley had never done anything like this with a boy, let alone two. The most she had done is masturbated, and once she used Mandy’s skinny little vibrator, that was when she took her own cherry. She was scared now because everything about her brothers was bigger, even their fingers looked big. She was still harboring some hope that they would only want to feel her tits.

This hope was soon crushed, when she felt Toms hand slide up her thigh, The fingers started to stroke her through her panties, and she felt herself getting wet. Mark stopped sucking on her nipples and flipped her on to her back. Tom ripped off her underwear and then her skirt, leaving her completely naked.

After this he pried her legs apart and kissed up her thighs, he slid his tongue over her hard little clit, and all up and down her pussy, making her quiver and shake. She had never expected it could feel like this to have a tongue invading her most private places.

Mark was getting bored so he unzipped his pants and stripped down to nothing. Ashley looked up towards him and her eyes landed on his cock. It was huge, especially to Ashley who had never seen one in real life before. It was 9 inches, which is big on any standards, but to Ashley it looked gigantic.

“Suck on it.” said Mark, but Ashley only gapped at him. He grabbed the side of her head with one hand and pinched her nose with the other. After a second she opened her mouth and he slid himself in. He was surprisingly gentle, but Ashley had to stretch her mouth to accommodate him. He made her suck for a while, then he had her lick up and down, all the while Tom was eating her out.

She felt Tom pull away from her pussy, and place a finger at the opening, it was bigger than Ashley’s but she was really wet, even though she was scared, and it slip in easily. After a while he slid in a second finger, this felt big in Ashley, but he gave her time to get used to it, so it didn’t hurt at all. As he did this with one hand he managed to pull of his pants and boxers with the other. Ashley pulled away from the cock in her mouth, and stared at Tom’s dick.

It wasn’t quite as long as Mark’s, only about 8 ½ inches, but it was still huge. It was also a little thicker than Mark’s, making up for the difference. Ashley knew now that they weren’t planning on sticking to foreplay.

“Are you still a virgin Ashley?” Asked Mark as her pulled Ashley’s head up towards him.

“Yeah”

“I don’t know” said Tom “ I didn’t feel anything.”

“ I popped it myself” said Ashley looking embarrassed.

Mark pulled her mouth back onto his cock and nodded at Tom. Tom slid one more finger into Ashley making her tense and writhe, coming harder than she ever had by herself. After a couple seconds Tom pulled his fingers out and lined himself up with her tight little hole.

Ashley started to shake her head, and try and protest, but Mark wouldn’t let her get her mouth off of his dick.

Tom rubbed the head and down her hot pussy, then placed it at the hole and pushed. The work he had done with his fingers had loosened her up so that it didn’t hurt very bad. But he was still a huge guy, and she felt stretched and extremely full when he had slid into her. Ashley moaned onto Mark’s cock as Tom filled her up, he started to slide in and out slowly, but Ashley still was rocked to her second orgasm. Mark pulled out of her mouth and said something Ashley couldn’t quite hear to Tom. Tom then flipped her over so that she was on top of him, with her tits pressed against his chest. Mark stood up and left the room. Tom slowed his pace and Ashley got a second to collect herself.

“Tom, this was Mark’s idea wasn’t it?” she asked out of breath.

“Yeah, it was” said Tom a little confused.

“Well you can stop Tom, stand up to Mark” said Ashley with a begging look in her eyes.

“Oh Ashley, It was Mark who planned it out, but I probably wanted to as much or more than he did.” and he almost laughed at the look of disappointment in her eyes. “Just enjoy it Ashley.” and he picked up the pace again.

After a couple seconds of heavy fucking, she heard Mark enter the room. She didn’t know why he had left, until she heard Tom speak.

“You get the lube?” he asked

“Bet your ass I did, or rather, bet her ass I did” said Mark, and he laughed.

Then Ashley heard the snap of the lube bottle being opened, and felt something wet and gooey being spread on her tight little ass hole.

“NO, NO, NO. ” shouted Ashley “Please, please don’t do that Mark, I’ll do anything, just don’t do that.”

“Calm down Ashley.” said Tom as he pulled her in and pressed her lips to his, cutting off her protests.

Mark put lube around her hole, and spread in on one of his fingers.

“Tom, maybe you should pull out for now.” he said

“You’re the boss.” said Tom as he slipped slowly out of Ashley.

“Good man.” said Mark, and he pushed his finger in up to the second knuckle. Ashley screamed, more out of shock than pain, the lube helped a lot, and she was trying to relax, she knew she wasn’t getting out of this, so she was going to try and make it hurt as little as possible.

Mark shushed her and Tom kissed her, after sliding his finger in and out and letting her get used to the feeling, he lubed up another finger and poised it to joining the first. Ashley whimpered but she couldn’t get away. Mark pulled out the first finger and slipped the two in together. This time it did hurt a little, Ashley felt stretched and uncomfortable. Then after about two minutes the pain went away completely and the fingers in her ass actually started to feel good. She moaned without knowing it into Toms mouth, And his boner jumped at the sound of it.

Mark finally lubed up a third finger, and Ashley was once again scared. He pulled out and slowly slid in all three. The pleasure disappeared briefly and pain like fire shot through her ass, but that went away soon and the pleasure came back. She moaned and sighed, and then the fingers were gone. She didn’t know for a second what was happening but it didn’t take long for her to realize. Tom pulled away from her lips and moved so his cock was touching where his mouth had just been. Ashley accepted him, and he filled her mouth. Just then she felt something big pressed against her asshole, and she knew the moment hade finally come. She pulled her head back to try and protest one more time. But Tom kept her firmly in place.

Mark’s 9 incher was nice and lubed, and so was her tightest hole, but he was still so big Ashley didn’t think she could take him. He proved her wrong as the head popped in. Ashley screamed onto Tom’s dick, and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. Mark slid in an inch, and waited until she quieted down. After she was quiet, he slid in another inch, then another until he was entirely inside her. Ashley felt almost sick. She had never in her life even considered anal sex, and now she had her brothers giant cock all the way in her ass. It hurt really bad, and he wouldn’t stop entering her. Just when she thought he was done another inch would come. After a second or two of letting her get used to it, he pulled back and then slid back in, it hurt for what seemed like an hour, but was only about 5 minutes. Then it started to feel good again, really good. She moaned and was screaming but this time it was from the pure pleasure of her brother filling up her ass.

“Ok Tom.” said Mark from behind her. “ I think she’s ready.”

“Ready for what” she asked between moans, but they only laughed.

“Ready for WHAT!?” she shouted.

“Just hold still” said Tom as he moved back down to his position beneath her.

“No, No way! I could barely take one of you at a time and now you want…AHHHHHH” she never finished what she was going say, because mid sentence Tom entered her extra tight pussy. She was surprised and him sliding in not only hurt like hell, but it also managed to send her into another of her countless orgasms. The crazy mixture of pain and pleasure was too much for her and she almost passed out. Instead she went into a daze where she lost track of time and place and only could concentrate on the pain as it melted away into unbelievable pleasure. The two giant cocks in her holes, filling her up beyond belief, sent her through at a stream of orgasms that never stopped coming. Vaguely she heard Tom and Mark talking, one of them said they were almost there and the other agreed.

She came too enough to here them say

“One….Two….THREE!!” and the both pulled out at once. The flipped her onto her back and came all over her face and chest. Getting it in her hair and on her lips, which she licked subconsciously, as it slid down her tits and over her nipples. They laughed and high-fived. Ashley was a little more awake now, she felt used and humiliated, raped in all holes and covered in her brothers come. By now it was 4 in the morning, and she was exhausted and crying on the floor of the living room. Mark grabbed her up and carried her up to her room, with Tom close behind. They laid her down in bed, and told her she was a good little slut. She passed out almost as soon as she lay down and they left the room.

The next morning when Ashley awoke, she was sore all over, and the cum had dried on her skin and in her hair. She got up and almost had to hobble over to her closet to grab her bath robe. She couldn’t believe what had happened last night, and she hoped her brothers would apologize for their drunken actions. She didn’t know what to say to them.

When Tom, who was in the kitchen with Mark, heard her get up, he yelled at her to come downstairs. She walked stiffly in her bathrobe, looking sore and disgruntled.

Mark look at her deviously.

“Well you had quite a party last night.”

“What?” she asked.

“Well, Tom and I have some video of you drinking beer, and having sex with two guys. You can’t see their faces, but you can definitely see yours.”

“But, that was you guys. You raped me, you don’t remember?”

“Oh, we remember, but mom and dad weren’t here, so if you don’t want them to see the video…”

“I can’t believe this.” Ashley said tears welling up in her eyes.

“Why don’t you go hop in the shower” said Tom “Get cleaned up, we’ll be up in a second.”

Ashley said nothing and walked out of the room in a stupor. She couldn’t see any way out of this situation. She climbed into the shower and turned on the water, feeling the hot spray caress her bruised body. She washed the dried cum from her breasts and hair. She was just getting relaxed when she heard the bathroom door open and her brothers come in. They climbed into the big shower and immediately started to grope her and poke her with their huge dicks. Ashley sighed and let them do what they wanted. Mark looked at Tom over Ashley’s head.

“I call ass this time” said Tom and Mark nodded.

Mark hoisted Ashley up and slid into her pussy, his slightly longer dick going in farther then Tom’s had last night. Tom got behind her and pushed himself into her ass, being slightly thicker he stretched her even more. The whole time they squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples, sliding in and out of her holes while she hung suspended, silent and crying.

It was going to be a long two weeks.

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Kate's First Time

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Kate was getting undressed and doing her best to not draw attention to herself because Sadie, Chrissie, and Lorna were up in the front of the locker room and she did not want them to know she was there. The three girls were giggling and being silly and Kate just knew they were going to be trouble if they found her. These girls were known for being really flirty and outrageous ever since high scho

Now and Then Chapter 1

Rakonat on Incest Stories

    Don sat awake watch TV late one night, it had been raining out and there was nothing really good on. He had spent most of the night flipping between baseball and a few TV movies, he didn't care for any of the teams on, and he owned all the movies that where playing that night. Groaning, he got up and headed for the kitchen, when he heard the doorbell. "Who rings a door bell at 11:30 at night?" Don wondered, figuring it was either a lost couple or some kids pranking the neighborhood. What he found was his 14 year old niece, clutching a backpacked soaked in the rain, she looked as if she had been crying.

    "Uncle Don, can I stay with you tonight?" Natalye asked, looking up to him with those puppy eyes. Natalye was the only

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child of his older sister, Mary. The fact that she was here meant something bad had happened at home.

    "Yeah come in, quick, don't want you getting sick." Don said, half asleep he herded her into the house and fetched her a towel. She wasn't wearing much, a white T-Shirt that read 'Angel' in pink lettering, and a pair track shorts, both clung to her like a 2nd layer of skin. Natalye wore tight close as is, and it was easy to see her underwear though the thin material. "What are you doing here? Is your mom OK?" Don asked, trying hard to push a lump in his throat down, he had always thought his young niece to be too sexy for her own good, this was easily classified as jail bait.

     "Yeah, mom's out of town...I had another fight with Doug." She said, dropping her bag and began toweling off, she had already taken off her shirt, modesty wasn't something stressed by her mother, and was already starting to unclip her white bra. Doug, her future step father, was possible the worlds biggest asshole. The man was a gentleman only in Mary's presence, anytime else he was a pig, never caring if he hurt anyone with his words or actions. In the past, he had been charged with attempted rape and forcing himself on a minor. The first time Don met him he wanted nothing more then to rearrange the mans face after the comments he made about Don's sister and niece. Now Don wondered if he would go to jail for murder in the next year if Doug didn't shape up.

     "Why don't you go upstairs and take a shower, I think I have some of your old cloths around here," Don said, trying his best not to stare at his niece's young petite form. She was only 5'4, about 2 inches shorter then her mom. Otherwise she was a perfect replica of her mother, the same blonde hair, blue eyes with a sparkle in them, the creamy complexion, with a pretty small tan line. What Don should have expected hit him like a ton of bricks, when Natalye took off her shorts, revealing not only a lack of underwear, but a shaved mound, with a small amount of stubble on the pubic area, the girl was more like her mother then Don wanted to risk thinking about. Watching the small but bounce its way up the stairs, her mood had increased dramatically since she new there was no way she'd have to talk to her mom's boyfriend for a while now. Tossing her wet cloths in the hamper, he dug out an old tank top of his and a pair of boxers for her to wear,hoping to get some more glimpses of his niece.

    As he waited for his niece to get out of the shower, his minded drifted to a place in time, almost 15 years to the day when his sister took his virginity. It had been stormy like tonight, and his sister came home crying, her boyfriend had dumped her for the "newer model", a cheerleader he had been sleeping with for over a month, and just decided to dump his sister because she didn't give out. He vaguely remembered his sister, 2 years older but physically smaller, collapsing in his arms crying her heart out. This was the 3rd boyfriend in almost 6 months to dump her because she didn't want to anything past oral sex. Don could understand both views, his sister was among the hottest girls in school, and she had a way of coming on to guys without even showing a little extra skin. Hell, he wanted to bang her since she gave him his birthday present 2 months ago, a courtesy deep throat blow job preceded by a full strip by his sister. She had been drunk that night and probably didn't recall anything, but it didn't stop Don from trying hard to re strike up the events.

    Without knowing it, that night he had when he held her, trying to calm her. As he held her, he had been stroking and patting her back, his leg had been moving up and down between her legs without any real reason why, he was desperate to stop her crying. The combined movements some how got her to stop crying, she kissed him on the cheek and went up stairs, mumbling a thank you for listening to her. After that she took 45 minute shower, that Don would never forget. Having the urge to go the bathroom, he went up to the door almost 10 minutes after she got in, but before he could knock, he heard the sound that would stop any man in his tracks...a womans moan of ecstasy.

    Lucky for Don the door was slightly ajar, and when he opened it, he almost came in his pants. His sister flat against the shower wall, both her hands where busy between her legs, one played with her clit, the other pushed into her own flesh, teasing herself into an orgasm. He sat at the door for the next twenty to thirty minutes, watching his sister as she pleasured herself over and over again, she had already turned the water off and sat on the bottom of the tub still fingering herself. Deciding to take a chance, he went back to his room and stripped naked, putting his robe loosely around himself, his cock stood out like the arrow on a compass, he moved quickly into the bathroom, his sister had managed to get from the shower to the toilet, her legs spread as she continued to play with herself, moaning softly and staring at the ceiling.

    "Sis?" Don said, trying to act surprised to find his sister molesting herself. To no shock of his own, she didn't respond, too caught up in her own pleasures to even comprehend her surroundings. "Screw it" He thought to himself, ultimately his goal but he dropped the robe and dropped in front of her spread legs and placed a hand on her inner hip and began to slowly rub her clit with his other. This interaction was all that was needed it seemed, for his sister gave a loud gasp and looked down to see her brother, playing with her pussy. The shear shock must have been the only thing stopping her from screaming, but she quickly tried to snap her legs shut, but she exhausted most her energy during her shower, and only the feeble jerk of her knees against her brothers shoulders resulted.

    "Don, no, you can't" She gasped, she could hardly speak but the lust in her eyes was undeniable. He had heard of girls getting horny, but this was ridiculous, she didn't even sound like she was convincing herself, she had one motive at that moment, to sexually get off, and her hands just couldn't quite do it. Spreading her legs again, he leaned in close and started to lick his older sister's hairless cunt, his tongue rubbing up and down her erect clit, teasing it a little before he started swirl circles around it and lightly suck on it. His sister's only response was to grasp tightly on the back of his head and try and pull him in farther as she moaned, her hips where already started to quiver. Taking his sister's invite, he licked her up and down, sucking up her juices as he went. He had never tasted something so sweet, or satisfying, he gulped it down by the mouthfuls and still wanted more of it. Soon he stopped messing with her clit and let his tongue find her pussy. When he stuck his tongue in her, her body naturally tried to squeeze it, Don resisted her bodies natural order and flicked his tongue around her insides like a fish out of water, it didn't take long for his sister to orgasm all over his face,  he never thought it was going to stop, her bod shook from head to toe as she screamed, by the time it was done, she had fallen from the toilet and managed to knock don over, sitting on his face.

    Gasping for breathe, his sister barely managed to speak "Fuck..me, I need you...Fuck" With some effort she managed to turn her self around, leaning on the toilet for support, she had stuck her butt in the air, he pussy was dripping her juices still. with out any hesitation or thought about protection or birth control, Don had gotten behind her pushed his dick into his sister's moist, warm flesh. After his tip sunk in, he found his sister's cherry, futilely trying to block him. one thrust and he found himself buried to the hips, her butt slapping against his pubic hair. Grasping her hips and thrusting deep into his sister, he pushed her slowly into the toilet, his sister only screaming with ecstasy and encouraging, wanting more of his cock. Her pussy felt like a vacuum, it contracted on his cock as it tried to suck him in, her warm juices made his entire shaft tingle, his balls began to tighten as he neared an orgasm. It wasn't long before his sister start to shake and stutter some more, another orgasm was already upon her.

    "I"M CUMMING!" Don screamed, "FILL ME! FILL ME WITH YOUR HOT CUM!" Mary had yelled back to him, looking over her shoulder to watch her brother let his load go free, squirting into his sister. His balls tightened over and over again, as he squirted more and more into his sister, he thought he counted 8 squirts by the time he finished, his cock still semi hard. Pulling out he and his sister laid on the floor, now a large puddle of sex juices mixed, as his sisters pussy leaked and Don's own cock still had some semen dripping out, taking him into her mouth, she softly sucked on his dick like a baby would a pacifier, drinking up his remaining cum.

    They had sat on teh bathroom floor till their mother came home, finding both her children naked on the floor, Don thought she was going to kill them. Instead she told clean themselves up and get ready for supper. The fact that he had cum in his sister, and that she wasn't on the pill, didn't hit him till the next morning when his mom took her to the clinic. When she came back she had given him the look of horror, she was going to have a child. 9 months later she gave birth to a boy that she put up for adoption, after that don never learned what happened to the kid. A few months after that Mary had a one night stand with med student, leading to Natalye's birth.

    Don finally heard the click of the bathroom door as his niece came out wearing a towel not quite her size, her B cup breast where barely contained and Don could clearly see his nieces slit, slightly red from recent probing, obviously she had learned her mother's favorite habit, masturbation. "Took you long enough, I was beginning to think I'd have to come and find you." Don teased as he tossed his niece the shirt and shorts, she shot him dirty look as she took the cloths and went to the spare bedroom, taking off the towel before she even went around the corning, giving Don a clear view of her little bubble butt. Only then did Don realize his erection, his penis had found its way through the buttons of his pajama pants, he now realized why his niece giggled at him when she walked in. Laughing at it, he got up and walked over to the spare bedroom, when he heard the familiar moan of a girl. "Damn..." Don smiled as he tip toed to the door and cracked it, his niece sprawled out the bed, her hands between her legs. "Like Mother, like daughter?" Don asked to himself. Pulling his dick back out, he slowly jerked himself to his niece fingering herself....

TO BE CONTINUED

Mano Ka'ao

uosdwisrdewoh on Transgender Stories

The plane descended toward the islands. They looked like beautiful green jewels in the deep blue ocean. Cindy felt like bouncing up and down in her seat. She was home!

Cindy's mother was a native Hawaiian and had lived on the islands all her life but shortly after Cindy was born she took a job in Chicago and hadn't been back since. She would never say why.

Cindy just felt drawn to her native soil. She'd always been a beach bum, weather permitting, and was a star swimmer in high school. She constantly read surf magazines too and was dying to give it a try. She had been bugging her moher as long as she could remember to take a trip there. Then finally for her eighteenth birthday Cindy's mom surprised her with a ticket. She could stay with her grandmother in Hawa

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ii for the whole summer before starting college!

Cindy stepped off the plane and a beautiful Hawaiian girl in a grass skirt and flowery bikini top put a lei around her neck.

"Aloha! Welcome to Hawaii!"

She leaned in and kissed Cindy and their breasts briefly touched.

"Aloha. Thank you." Cindy said, mesmerized by the girl's large dark eyes.

She wished she could stay here and kiss this sexy wahine some more. But the line kept moving and of course she didn't know if this beauty even liked girls or not. But she knew the beaches would be covered with beautiful women and men. She was going to love Hawaii!

Across the room she saw the sweet little old lady she knew only from pictures waving at her. She ran to her.

"Kupuna!"

"Cindy, Ipo! You're even prettier than your pictures! Aloha, welcome home!"

They grabbed Cindy's bags, she packed very light, little more than swimsuits, and left. But there was one thing she needed. They stopped at a surf shop before they even got to her grandmother's little house.

Cindy pretty much lived on the beach for her first two weeks. There were beautiful people all over. She made lots of friends and had lots of fun, light flirtations but mainly she was in love with the surf and the sun. She took to surfing like she'd been doing it all her life and was seriously thinking about entering some competitions. She knew this was where she belonged.

Then on the night of the full moon her grandmother asked her if she would come to a ceremony at a very ancient heiau shrine. She was interested but a little nervous. Cindy hadn't grown up with any kind of religion and was basically an agnostic. But it seemed important to her grandmother so they drove to the other side of the island and were now hiking across a long beach.

"Are you sure I'm dressed okay, Kupuna?"

She was wearing only her favorite blue bikini. Grandma had on a traditional grass skirt.

"You're fine, Ipo. Your clothes don't matter at all."

They climbed up over some lava formations and then splashed down into knee-deep water. Cindy's grandmother turned on a flashlight and led her into a cave. It was a long tunnel that stretched back farther than Cindy could see.

"This is amazing, Grandma! What is it? Some kind of lava tube?"

"Yes. It is a holy place made by the Akua."

They walked deep into the tunnel and Cindy saw light coming around a sharp turn in the tunnel. They rounded the corner and Cindy was startled to see that the tunnel widened here and was packed with people. They were all native Hawaiians. Some were her grandmother's age but many were younger. All the men and some of the women were bare chested in the flickering torchlight. She smelled some kind of incense.

A very handsome man with broad muscular shoulders held out his hand to help her out of the water.

"Aloha, Cindy."

"Aloha." How did he know her name?

All eyes were on her. She knew she was dressed wrong for this. Then an older woman stepped forward and started chanting. Everyone in the cave joined in. Cindy didn't know what to do. She only knew a few words of Hawaiian and nothing about this ceremony.

The old woman poured a dark liquid into a cup and held it out to Cindy. She took the cup timidly.

"'Awa." Her grandmother whispered in her ear. "Drink it all."

"Is it alcohol?" Cindy sniffed it experimentally. No, not alcohol. It smelled really bitter.

"No. Much better."

Cindy gulped the 'awa quickly and handed the cup back. It was terrible.

No 'awa was offered to anyone else. The cup and the bottle disappeared and the chant changed. It became louder and more intense. Cindy realized that this ceremony was all about her.

But she wasn't nervous anymore. She felt really good. They all started to dance a hula dance and Cindy danced with them. Her dancing was much more contemporary, however. She was starting to feel horny. The sweaty half-naked bodies rubbing against hers felt so good!

Hands were all over her, undressing her, and she loved it. She writhed and danced through all these people completely naked and unselfconscious. Two men stepped up to her. One was the hunk who'd greeted her. They scooped up handfuls of goop from a pot and started smearing it all over her.

The guy in front of her squeezed and carressed her greasy breasts. She jumped into his arms and rammed her tongue down his throat. She felt his hard dick against her hot swollen cunt through his thin grass skirt. She wanted to fuck him NOW!!

He gently pried her off of him and stepped away but he didn't look at all happy about it.

She was starting to feel weird. Well, weirder. Her skin was tingling all over, especially between her legs. Her head was spinning and she was hornier than she'd ever been in her life! No one seemed willing to have sex with her. She felt like she wanted to just rape somebody. But instead she put all her frustrated sexual energy into her wild, thrashing dance.

She grabbed an extremely pretty girl and kissed her while groping her luscious bare breasts just before she started to feel really dizzy. She staggered a few steps and then fell backwards into the water.

Cindy woke up on the beach near her grandmother's house. She was exhausted but felt wonderful. She was also naked and didn't see her swimsuit anywhere. It was still dark but she could tell morning was not far off. She had no idea what had happened last night. Hadn't Grandma taken her to a shrine? All she could remember was incredibly vivid dreams. Swimming and swimming and never needing to come up for air. She remembered hunger. She remembered chasing schools of little fish and catching them in her teeth, devouring them whole. This was too weird.

Well, one thing she knew. She needed to pee bad. Well the best way was simply to walk into the ocean so she stood up, reaching between her legs...and screamed. She looked down in horror, thinking she'd been mutilated somehow. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, a big beautiful dick. She pulled on it, not believing it was a part of her. But it was firmly attached. She cupped the balls underneath and probed her pussy with her fingers. She was intact. She just had something extra. Somehow.

Having to go to the bathroom bad enough can motivate you regardless of any circumstances so she just held on to the new dick and let it go. Peeing standing up(out of the water) was kind of fun.

Now she had to get home. It was twilight but not exactly dark and she was over a mile from her grandmother's house naked on a beach with nothing but a few leaves. Well, it wasn't getting any darker. She would have to find something along the way.

She started walking and found that she didn't feel embarassed at all. She was proud of her strong, sexy young body. And she wasn't even that alarmed by her new equipment any more. If someone saw her they saw her.

On the long walk she experimented with her fantastic new genitals. Stroking her dick and rubbing her balls felt so good! And she was very well endowed. When it got hard in must have been ten inches! She imagined some sexy wahine down on her knees sucking it. Or for that matter some guy.

She moaned and shot her load onto the road. God, that felt good!! She wiped the the cum off the bottom of her dick and sucked on her finger. Mmm, delicious!!

The sun was coming up when she got to her grandmother's house. She found Grandma sitting at the kitchen table.

"Good morning, Ipo." She didn't seem at all surprised to see Cindy walking in naked at sunrise.

"Kupuna, what happened last night? What's this??" She pointed to her dick.

Grandma looked down at the dick, noticing it for the first time.

"Ule. Oh yes, that happens sometimes. It's a sort of side effect. Sit down Cindy. I must tell you a story.

"You love the water don't you?"

"Of course."

"Did you ever feel like you could almost breathe under the water."

Cindy thought about it. "Sometimes. I can hold my breath for a really long time. Why?"

"Your mother told you your father died when his fishing boat sank. The truth is your father was an 'aumakua. He was a shark spirit.

When your mother became pregnant with you he told her the truth. Your mother never believed in the old spirits and she was scared. She told him she never wanted to see him again. When you were born he came to see you. He wanted to take you into the ocean. Your mother refused because she was afraid he'd take you and never bring you back. Soon after that she left the islands and never came back."

"So I'm-"

"Yes. We are all related to sharks but you are both. Just as you are now woman and man. You can change if you try."

Cindy held up her hand. She concentrated on the way she'd felt last night, wild and dangerous. Before her eyes her hand grew! Her skin turned a dull, scaly gray and webbing grew up between her fingers. Her nails became long and pointed and hard.

She got scared and the transformation immediately reversed itself.

"That was very good. You just need to relax and let it happen.

"I knew you would never really be happy away from your native waters, never knowing your true nature. That's why I convinced your mother to let you come here."

Cindy stayed in the house all day practicing her transformation. She could turn herself into a huge shark but she had to quickly change back because her gills burned for water. She could also stop the transformation at any point along the way from human to shark. This was incredible!

At dusk she jogged down to the beach,her new genitals a bouncing bulge in the front of her bikini bottom, threw off her clothes, and dove into the water.

She transformed completely into a massive twelve foot shark and shot through the water like a missile, propelled by her powerful tail. She explored the ocean in ways she had never been able to, even with scuba gear. She snapped up fish by the dozen and swallowed the chunks whole. She'd never felt so powerful or so right in her life.

She swam near a beach, hugging the shore when she heard the scream. Since the ritual transformation her senses were all extremely sensitive and she had excellent hearing even in her shark form. She slipped up onto the beach and grew legs to investigate.

She saw a white guy and girl thrashing around on the sand. Her dick(three feet long in this massive form) stood straight up at the sight. But something was definitely wrong here. She could smell fear and the girl screamed again.

"No!! Get off me!!"

Cindy roared and ran forward. Her claws sank into the guy's shoulder and he screamed as she threw him across the beach.

She looked down at the girl. Her long blond hair was in her face and her breasts were bare in the moonlight. She pushed her hair out of her face and looked up at Cindy with wide blue eyes. She screamed louder than ever. Cindy backed up a step to show that she meant the girl no harm. Her dick continued to stick straight up. Not much chance she'd get to put it in this girl though.

The girl continued to scream as she jumped up and ran down the beach as fast as she could.

Cindy was horny and needed to stick this dick in something now! She turned and saw the guy running down the beach in the opposite direction. Perfect.

She caught him easily. She grabbed hold of him and slashed his swim trunks to ribbons. He screamed like a little girl. Cindy shoved his face down in the sand with his ass sticking up in the air. She grabbed her three foot dick. No, that was a little much. She didn't want to kill him.

She shrunk her dick down to a mere foot long and slammed it into his helpless ass. He shrieked as she entered him and continued to scream as she pounded his ass mercilessly.

I'm letting you off easy, boy! I'm

She slammed her dick into him up to the balls and shot her fish seed inside him. She slowly pulled her dick out of his abused ass and looked down at him whimpering in the sand. Pitiful.

She turned and walked back to the water, eager to get back to swimming and find herself some food.

Two days later Grandma dropped a newspaper in front of her. The headlines said "MONSTER" ATTACKS COUPLE ON BEACH.

"Was this you??"

Cindy giggled. "I didn't hurt the woman. He was trying to rape her. I only gave him what he deserved."

"Well, you just be careful! Just because you're strong doesn't mean you're invincible."

"I will. I will." Cindy said, stiffling more giggles.

Now Cindy patrolled the waters around her island every night. She felt like a superhero.Though a constantly hungry and horny superhero.

She was swimming down deep, admiring the beautiful coral when something made her glance up.

FOOD!!

No, wait. That was a surfer.

Suddenly another huge shark, even bigger than her, shot past her and rammed the board from underneath. A woman screamed. Another damsel in distress.

Cindy raced after the other shark. She caught up to it and took a huge chunk out of it's tail. The shark turned and slashed at her with it's teeth. They sliced deep into her pectoral fin.

Cindy retreated and the shark tried to follow, limping along on it's mangled tail. She literally swam circles around it. The blood filled water was driving her crazy! She charged the other shark from above, ripping it's gill. It tried to turn and snap at her but she was much too fast.

Now she moved in for the kill from underneath. She disembowled the shark with one long slashing bite and went into a complete feeding frenzy.

Then through the haze of blood she saw the surfer. She was floating facedown with her long black hair floating in a halo around her head. Cindy made herself stop feeding and swam to the girl. She quickly grew arms to hold the girl and carry her back to shore.

She laid the girl gently on the beach. She was a beautiful Hawaiian girl and she was completely naked. Cindy pushed her hair out of her face. She wasn't breathing.

Cindy reverted to her completely human form and pressed her mouth to the girl's soft lips. She squeezed her nose shut and breathed into her.

Her shoulder ached but she saw that the wound was only a deep scratch now and that it had already stopped bleeding. She worked to revive the girl for more than five minutes. But it was no use. Her battle with the other shark must have gone on much longer than she thought and the girl swallowed too much water.

"Damn it!" She yelled with tears in her eyes.

She leaned down and pressed her lips to the girl's one last time. This time to kiss her. "I'm sorry. I tried."

The girl coughed salt water into her mouth.

"You're alive!!"

Cindy sat her up to cough up all the water in her lungs then cradled her head against her breasts, stroking her pretty hair.

"It's okay. I've got you. It's okay." She whispered soothingly in the girl's ear.

Finally the girl said "Thank you. I think I fell off my board and hit my head. At first I thought there was a shark but if there was I'd be dead right now.

"I know it's stupid to surf by myself at night but I just feel like I need to get in the water sometimes you know?"

"I understand." Cindy said.

The girl reached up and touched her bare breasts. "Where's my suit?"

"You weren't wearing it when I pulled you out."

"It must have come off in the water. That one fits terrible." She sat up and looked at Cindy. "So...where's your suit?"

Cindy giggled. "That'll take some explaining. I'm Cindy."

"I'm Aliikia. You can call me Ali."
"That's such a pretty name. Sometimes I wish I had an authentic Hawaiian name like that."

"Cindy's a pretty name too." She threw her arms around Cindy's neck. "Thanks again for saving me."

Cindy hugged her back, feeling their bare breasts pressed against each other. Her dick was getting hard again.

Ali moved back a little with her arms still around Cindy's neck. She looked deep into Cindy's eyes. Cindy felt like she was falling into those dark, beautiful eyes. Then they were kissing and groping each other passionately.

Ali's hand found Cindy's dick and she looked down in surprise.

"You're...not wahine, Cindy?"

"Sure I am, baby." Cindy guided her hand between her legs and gasped as Ali fingered her clit. "I just have something extra. I hope that's okay."

"Okay? It's amazing!" Ali grabbed her dick and started stroking it.

Cindy moaned as Ali leaned down to lick her breasts. Then she dropped to her knees and started kissing and licking her dick.

"Mmm, it's so big!"

Her head started bobbing up and down as she swallowed as much of Cindy's dick as she could. It felt so fucking good!! Cindy couldn't take it anymore! She grabbed Ali's head and jammed her dick down her throat. Ali gagged and struggled but Cindy held her tight as she shot her cum down her throat.

Cindy came to her senses and pulled her dick out.

The poor girl just almost drowned and now I'm choking her with my cock!!

"Ali, I'm sorry!"

Ali coughed and looked up at her with those beautiful eyes and with cum dripping down her chin. "Sorry?? That was incredible!!"

Cindy grinned. "Oh, then you'll love this!"

She got down on her knees and pushed Ali onto her back. She leaned down and kissed her, loving the taste of her cum on her lover's lips. She moved down to her large, upthrust breasts and sucked her dark nipples. Then she was between Ali's legs with her face buried in her cunt. She tasted so good Cindy could do this all night.

"Oh! Fuck me, Cindy! Stick that big beautiful cock inside me!!"

Cindy was happy to oblige. She thrust her enormous hard cock into Ali, making her scream half in pleasure, half in pain, and started pumping it in and out of her. Ali's long, beautiful legs wrapped tightly around her. She understood now why guys like that so much.

She was so tight! Ali was breathing hard and her nails raked Cindy's back and breasts as Cindy fucked her.

"Oh yes! Yes! God you're big!" (This was partly because Cindy's dick actually grew a bit as her passion increased.) Ali screamed and arched her back as Cindy came inside her.

Cindy pumped all her cum into lovely Ali then laid down in the sand next to her. They fell asleep holding each other, lulled by the sound of the waves.

They woke up a couple of hours later and snuck to Cindy's house under cover of darkness. Ali giggled and felt wonderfuly naughty walking down the road naked. They spent the rest of the night and most of the morning in Cindy's small bed.

"Where are we going, Cindy??"

Cindy turned and smiled at her beautiful girlfriend. She looked angelic in the light of the full moon. They were dressed similary in small bikinis. She pulled Ali close and kissed her.

She'd spent every moment with Ali since they met and was completely in love with her. She'd learned that Ali was an orphan. Her mother had died in childbirth and she'd never known her father. She'd lived on the islands all her life and was attending the University of Hawaii in the fall. Cindy, of course, had promptly applied at U of H.

"Don't be mad at me, Huapala, but I think we had the same father."

"The same father? What?"

"Don't worry. It's not on our birth certificates. We can still get married." She took Ali's hand and led her into the cave. "This is an ancient heiau. I just had to show it to you!"

Her sharkness told her.
hungry too! She thought. Too bad she couldn't tell him that through this huge mouth full of razor-sharp teeth.

Amanda from the Video Store continued

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She was tighter and more eager for it than I'd expected, letting out a little moan as I entered then pumping her ass back at me as I thrust faster and harder into her. There was just enough light in the garage that I could see her big breasts swaying side to side while I jammed her. That set me off even more.

"You like this, Amanda?" I asked, almost out of breath.

"Oh yeah!"

"You like being fucked don't you? Tell me!"

"Oh yeah do it! Fuck me harder!" She gasped. I kept after it for another full minut

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e but couldn't hold off any longer than that. As she squealed she was having an orgasm, I pulled out and shot my load all over her back.

I didn't even let her put her shirt on after that. Grabbing her hand, I guided her into the house and shoved her roughly against a wall where I proceeded to lean down and suck her left nipple into my mouth while I worked her other breast with my right hand. Surprisingly, I felt my cock start to rise again and pushed her down to her knees. She took it right into her mouth and started sucking.

"Lick my nuts!" I commanded. She went right to it. She worked each one and then returned to my cock, licking the length of the shaft then swirling her tongue around it and sucking it entirely back into her mouth. I lasted a little longer but when she leaned forward and I could feel her tits pressing into my legs, I lost it.

"I want to cum on your face," I said, "Get ready and take it..."

She brought it out of her mouth at just the right moment and I splashed my second load of the night onto her nose and cheeks, the slimey white goo dripping down and landing on her tits.

It took several minutes for both of us to catch our breath. I drew her to her feet and kissed her hard. Her big breasts shoved against my chest and damn if my cock didn't start twitching again. I took her by the hand once more and this time we went into the bedroom and took off our clothes.

"I never expected to be doing this," she said when we were laying together under the covers. "But you got me so horny. Damn you have a thick cock. That felt so good."

I kept playing with her tits while I asked her about the action she'd had with her female friends. She moved even closer to me. I let a couple of fingers trace down over her stomach and pushed them into her pussy. She gave another of her little moans and spread her legs so I kept adding fingers, feeling my cock go rigid when I had my whole hand pumping her. I keep a large vibrator handy for just such occasions and got it from under the bed.

(More to Come)

a night at the Vet - pt 3

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Both dogs retired to one of the corners of the pen, and were almost on top of each other. It was almost 10:00 and I started to wonder what would have happened if my mother walked in with the doctor and I had a dog on top of me and me cumming like I was enjoying it. I tried to get up and my legs didn’t want to straighten, I had been on all fours for over and hour.  I also realized I was exhausted and had to pee real bad.  I figured “what the heck” and just crawled over to the corned with a drain that the dogs had peed near. My legs didn’t want to move- but finally started to move. I got to the corner and used the bars to help myself up. I looked down at my thighs- they were covered with cum (both the dogs and min

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e) and blood (from my period and the loss of my hymen).  My started to squat and knees hurt too much, so I just opened my feet and pushed. I started to pee and couldn’t believe how much I went. The Sheppard jumped up first and then Dane and they started barking at me. I looked them and just yelled “hey –I don’t care if it’s your corner- I needed to pee.” I had no idea why they were barking and they had no idea what I was saying I’m sure. I got done and walked over to a neutral corner and  sat down. The dogs were still barking at me, but once I sat down they relaxed and went back to their corner. I feel asleep with my back up against the bars.

 

I was awoken some time later by a pull on my hair again. I looked up and the Sheppard was pulling my head again. I started yelling that I had had enough, but I could see the tip of his dick was already protruding from his sheath.  I was too tired to fight. I got on my hands and knees and let him mount me. He got in with only a few misses and re-shifted himself till he was doing his thing. Even though I was tired it didn’t take me long to start moaning in delight. I was getting turned on that I was being fucked, even though it was a dog. I started to moan in rhythm to his pumping after my first climax. The Dane came over to me again and licked my face. I thought ‘oh shit, not again” I had thought about the last session and did not want his huge dick all the way in me again.  The Dane shifted and I saw he was getting horny.

 

I don’t know what came over me, but I rubbed my cheek on the side of his body as he was licking my shoulder. He started walking toward my rear and I kept my face along his side. He seamed to react and turned his body, but away from me. He then backed up and had his balls in my face.  I figured if I could get him off he would want to fuck me. It took some nerve but I stuck my tongue out and made contact with his balls. They were leathery and luckily he as so tall that his butt hole was not in my face. I licked again and he backed up into me.

 

As I was licking the Dane and moaning; I felt the Sheppard’s ball hitting my labia again. I knew he would cum soon and knew I would too. He started banging my pussy and clit and I had to stop licking the Dane to scream. The Sheppard stopped humping and I waited for him to cum. But he did something else. He moved his legs forward and pushed his dick deeper in me. But it wasn’t his dick that was getting deeper, it was the ball. I stopped cumming as I got scared that he was going to bust me in two. I guess my pussy had loosened up after making it with the Dane or something. The next thing I felt was relief around my labia, but then pressure inside me, his ball was inside. He started pumping me again and it started feeling good again. I couldn’t believe the thing was in me and I was starting to cum again.

The Dane must have heard the change in me as he backed his balls up to my face again. I was cumming so hard that I wasn’t even thinking and I licked harder and harder trying towards his dick, but with no luck.

Suddenly the Sheppard stopped his movement and I concentrated closely, and then I felt it- I didn’t feel the squirts this time but I felt my pussy get very warm andI came again knowing that I had taken another load of cum.  A moment later the dog pulled back and his ball didn’t come out. Actually it was an unreal feeling being stretched and I continued my climax – till it started to hurt. We were stuck.  I kept trying to calm him down “just stay there…stop pulling” I said.  He was shifting all over and when I looked over my shoulder I couldn’t believe it, somehow he was b=now butt o butt with me. He started walking toward the corner and I had no choice but to walk on all fours to match his movement. Finally he was in the corner and just stood there. We were attached and the pressure on my insides and labia (from the inside) brought me back to utopia. The Dane came back toward me and licked my face (here we go again, he wants to fuck me). After he licked my face I put my head down and somehow he read my mind. He kept walking over me and soon I was looking at his pink dick, poking a few inches out of his fur.

All I was thinking about at this point is that when the Sheppard pulled out of me that I didn’t want the Dane to hurt me, his ball was much bigger than the Sheps and as big as my pussy probably would be in a few minutes, he might just try to do the same thing and kill me.  I had been ready to give a boy a BJ so why not give it try here and save my insides again.

Breathless... ...A torrid story of erotica, romance and passion

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Breathless...





...A torrid story of erotica, romance and passion









The day started off like any other day for Shannan. She was awakened by the soft kiss of the sunrise and the sound of the waves rolling up to her Malibu Beach Home. Her husband - like always -had already left for work early and hadn't bothered to make love to her or even kiss her

Bay Pharmaceuticals: The Squeeze

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Bay Pharmaceuticals: The Squeeze
By: SXCamaro

Jessica quietly smiled as people passed by her desk. She learned early that being a secretary at Bay Pharmaceuticals meant play down mental capacity and  show off some skin. Straight out of college Jessica believed she could find a position at Bay Pharmaceuticals that would employ her abilities and college work. She was not exactly a spring chicken anymore. Jessica saved for her tuition years before attending any university. By the time she started she had just turned twenty-five years old and finished up early at twenty-eight.  She had mastered in public relations and held a minor in business administration when she interviewed with the company a few months after graduation. The interview had been wonderful and they p
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romised great things for her. She was told that the job ladder required some entry level work before promotion into specific fields. To her surprise she was placed at a desk in the lobby of the main building and told to answer the phone, take notes, type, and order lunch. She felt like crying as she sat staring at the lobby. Years of hard work for what, a fucking desk job. She began typing the reports as they came in and slowly adjusted to her new way of life.

Jessica learned to enjoy her job slightly as the months went by. The pay was great and helped take the sting out of her position. She made triple what she could have hoped to make in Public Relations. She also found a new confidence with this secretarial job. She became “Jess” and everyone liked her. She also became aware of the attention she drew from the men. She wore low cut shirts accentuating her large natural C cup breasts. She also made it a point to hem skirts to show off as much of her gorgeous legs as possible. She worked out at least five days a week and had an athletic body that people would kill for. To top this off she threw on a pair of nylons and high heels that drove the middle age men wild. Quite unexpectedly she enjoyed showing off her body and it gave her power which reassured her that she still had control. Jessica had fallen into a routine of being the hott secretary that the guys talked about at the water cooler and wished they had a shot at. She replayed this image in her mind day in and day out she thought of this image.

One day Jessica decided to take a cigarette break having typed, answered, and ordered for well over six hours today. She quickly phoned her boss, Mr. Green and used her best baby voice and cooed the man into giving her an early break. Green brushed her off quickly with a annoyed tone. Jessica thanked him and hung up. He always seemed so upset and cranky when that Brennan man came to talk to address the board. They all seemed a bit creepy but it was not her place to question what went on inside the building. She was paid to be a secretary and she accepted that by now.

She quickly made her way towards the front door with her purse and out the front door. She sat next to the gigantic fountain near the Yankee Run River. She quickly lit up her cigarette and eagerly puffed away. Her cigarette break quickly had become her escape from the day and have a rebellious feeling. As she smoked near the fountain she was unaware of the security guard walking towards her.

“How are you today, Ms?” Asked the security guard.

“Not so bad. Little busy in there taking care of the front desk.” Jessica replied nonchalantly.

“Oh, so you are the secretary. Well its nice to meet you Ms…”

“Jessica. My name is Jessica but everyone calls me Jess.” Jessica replied.

“Okay Jess. Well it was nice meeting you and here you go.” The security guard pulled a piece of paper from a small pad and handed it to Jessica with a smile. “Have a nice day now, Jess.”

Jessica looked at the piece of paper and immediately felt her face flush. A ticket for smoking in a non-smoking area. She had not been aware that the state wide ban on smoking would be enforced at Bay Pharm. She saw people smoking all day out here and she had never had a problem before. She quickly cut her cigarette break short and tried to think of another place to finish her break. She wondered back inside the front doors and looked about. She then noticed a new door that she had never seen before. Stainless steel and unmarked. She decided that she would explore it quickly and return to her post. She walked to the door and pulled  it opened. She quickly peered inside and saw a long corridor with three windowed rooms at the end. Jessica peered up at the corners of the room and saw no cameras in the vicinity. She smiled knowing she had found a new place to sneak away to when she went on break. As she sat down she was approached by a young woman in her early twenties. She was quite beautiful large breasts, shapely body, and looked slightly upset.

“May I help you?” She asked of the woman standing in front of her. The woman hesitated to answer and Jessica glanced down at her log of incoming appointments. She read down the list and saw Melissa Patterson was the only interview left in the day. She quickly addressed the woman and she nodded in response. “Okay…Melissa Patterson. You have a meeting with the board of directors, the board chair, and project specialist. I will ring the room and see if they are ready. Please be seated and I will send you when they are ready.”
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The next day Jessica waited patiently all day long to try out her new smoke break room. She phoned Green at the appropriate time and was granted a break. She grabbed her purse and snuck to her get away. As she entered the room the security guard on duty notified Mr. Green of her intrusion. Green smiling to himself informed him to let her be. Green laughed hearing the news and phoned the Research Department about a new research opportunity.

Jessica smoked peacefully and with glee two cigarettes on her break. She felt like a child hiding in a club house sneaking off to look at a dirty magazine that they would surely get in trouble for looking at if their parents caught them. As she finished she brushed off her skirt and walked to the door. As she stood up she jumped. In front of her stood a man about six foot tall and slightly balding. He looked about fifty and had a corpulent body that seemed to match his messy clothing. Jessica although startled jumped again when he spoke.

“Why, what do we have here? Could this angel be sent to me? Are you the one that is the new research? Why are you here anyway?” Questioned the man as he sniffed the air. “Smoking are we? Why do this to your pretty self? What is your name?”

“I uh.. I’m Jessica…Jess I.. I am the secretary at the front desk…Who are you? I’m sorry I’m here. I just stopped for a cigarette and got lost I…” Jessica rambled nervously.

“Stopped for a cigarette? Jessica the secretary? Will she do?” The man again talked in a tone that gave Jessica the sense that he was absent minded and possibly dangerous. “Well I am the head of the Research Department. Dr. John Rhodes. Will you come with me this way?” He asked.

“Um I have to get back to work now so maybe another time Doctor.” Jessica said with a sense of urgency.

“Well if you ask me, smoking in a zero tolerance building is grounds for termination. I’ll call the guards and have you dealt with Jessica.” Dr. Rhodes said forcefully.

“Wait! Please don’t Dr. Rhodes. Please. I just wanted to have a quick break. I’ll do anything you want me to.” She said then thinking of her abilities. “I can please a man you know, Dr. Rhodes. I would be willing to do anything for you…if we just let this slide.” Jessica said seductively touching Dr. Rhodes shoulders and chest.

Dr. Rhodes was warned of her flirtatious nature and really had no desire to play games. “Listen, Jessica, Jess, or whomever you want to be. I need you to do a favor. Help me with my research and I will never mention you were back here smoking to anyone.” He said.

Jessica looked at him questioning his intentions. Dr. Rhodes sensing her uneasiness went on,

“ I hear you may want a job internally and I can help get you promoted if you just help me this once. Trust me it’s just a simple test and it will be all over in thirty minutes.”

Jessica felt a sneaking suspicion inside. Something seemed wrong but she needed to go along with him or she could lose her job. She agreed to help Dr. Rhodes and was instructed to walk into the first room of the three windowed rooms at the end of the hall way.

Jessica entered the room and it appeared to be much larger than she imagined. She had entered a room that was extremely wide and tall. Solid cement walls surrounded her and a single bench seat was bolted to the wall. The room was quite plain save for the six foot wide and four foot tall metal grate that lined the wall opposite the bench. Their also appeared to be a small metal grate six feet off the wall that had a circular hole in it. A weird creepy room she thought. She sat down on the bench and calmly waited for Dr. Rhodes to instruct her on her participation.

She sat for what seemed like an hour before a voice came over a video monitor and began to address Jessica.

“Jessica. This is Dr. Rhodes. I want to thank you again for agreeing to participate in this research. Please note that you must follow my instructions completely and you are being monitored by video camera so if you fail to cooperate I will patch the video feed to security and alert them of a break in.” Dr. Rhodes said sternly. “To begin with Jessica I would like you to walk over to the inoculation area Jessica. It is the small square metal object six feet off the ground.”

Jessica rose to her feet and walked to the area described by the Doctor.

“Good. Now place your arm in the circular hole and grab onto the metal bar at the end and say ‘confirmed’ when you are ready.” Dr. Rhodes stated.

Jessica felt weird but continued to follow the Doctor’s instructions. She put her arm in the hole. Grabbed the bar and said, “Confirmed.” As she finished saying confirmed she heard something come to life and begin to flash. She peered down and something whirling around her arm.

“Don’t worry, Jessica, it is just a tissue examination. I have to make sure you are good stuff before we get down to business. Okay, now when the scan is complete you will feel a slight pinch and a blood sample will be taken. You must remain still and do not let go of the handle or you will die. The machine could accidentally pierce through your arm and you will bleed to death.”

“Thanks for the advice, asshole.” Jessica said under her breath. She waited till the scan ended and then felt an intense shooting pain in her wrist. “Mother fucker!” She shouted.

“Opps, I guess it was a little more of a pinch than I thought.” Dr. Rhodes said laughing. “Alright, now… blood work looks great and we can finally begin our research. Now rotate the bar ninety degrees and we will begin research.”

Jessica grudgingly did so. She closed her eyes expecting another sharp pain. Instead she turned the bar and nothing happened.

“Oh my. It may be jammed.” Dr. Rhodes said over the monitor. “Look in there and see if something is blocking it.”

Jessica removed her hand and looked into the hole. Suddenly, she was sprayed in the face with a sticky sweet smelling fluid. She stumbled backwards rubbing her eyes. And coughing. Dr. Rhodes merely laughed and mentioned that he forgot to tell her about the spray. Jessica felt like crying this psychopath was torturing her. Just as she had enough of the man and wiped the fluid off her face she began to experience the strangest symptoms. She was becoming quite aroused. It started with a flushing of her face. She felt like she was having some weird hot flash the spread from her face to her breasts. As soon as it hit her bosom her breasts ached and her nipples became fully erect. The heat then spread through her arms, crotch, and legs. She felt like she was in the middle of some erotic situation. She could barely keep her hands from kneading her aching breasts and her swelled wet clitoris.

“Oh it seems that you are already experiencing symptoms.” Dr. Rhodes began. “I sprayed you with a pheromone and it accelerates the sexual desires of females. It induces high amount of chemicals to your brain and takes over the functions of your brain. The harder you fight your sexual urges the worse this will be Jessica.”

“Fuck you, Rhodes. I’m going to get out of here and the police will arrest you. Then I will sue your ass for every penny you have and this company.” She shouted.

“Shame, shame, shame. Well it looks like the first spray was only enough to get you wet you little cock tease. Let’s give you another so I can tell the guys at the water cooler what you look like. Open up slut.” Dr. Rhodes said.

Jessica immediately felt more of the sticky fluid spray down from the wall all over her as it filled the room. She fought but the doctor’s comment had struck a cord with her. She knew she was the hottie they all talked about banging in their free time. The thought of this pushed her over the edge. She unconsciously began removing her shirt and skirt and was soon left in her black bra, matching thong, garters, stockings, and high heels. She feverishly attacked her breasts with one hand and rub her clit with her other one. She was breathing deeply and quickly as she worked her hands over her body that ached with desire. She quickly found release as she worked her sticky wet body into a orgasm. She assumed that she would be done as soon as it came but to her surprise the orgasm only fueled the fire that burned deep within her body. She could feel her brain functions failing. She couldn’t think any longer. Jessica only knew and felt one thing desire. Desire to fuck and get off. This thought was all she could imagine besides pictures of men at the water cooler and Dr. Rhodes telling them about her rock hard body. She shivered at the thought and orgasm again and again. She kept rubbing her burning crotch until she passed out from exhaustion.

Jessica woke up several hours later. She stirred and tried to move. She found that she was extremely sluggish and her movement was limited to her hands and head. She seemed to be paralyzed from the chest down. As she looked around she noticed the room was considerably colder than earlier and the large metal grate along the wall was now opened.

“Awake so soon, Jessica? Well I’m pleased to say that the research was a success and that you will participate in one more project before I am done with you. You have probably already noticed that the spray has caused sexual desire upon contact and now left you slightly paralyzed. You see the chemicals are so potent they completely destroy parts of your brain. They especially target areas that produce Dopamine which controls bodily functions. Other areas are also affected in the process and basically you will not be using anything below your chest.” Dr. Rhodes said matter o factly.

Jessica felt shocked. She felt weird all over. As she tried to move she couldn’t. She brought her hands up and tried to pull her leg but only succeeded in brushing against her crotch and exciting herself again. “Hey, doc. If I’m paralyzed why can I still feel stuff down there? Are you sure you know what you are talking about?!” Jessica yelled.

“Hahaha. Yes I do. The chemicals do not kill nerve endings. They just destroy some brain tissue. Be careful if you get too excited you will be unable to control you sexual desires again and you will pleasure yourself until you go brain dead this time. Hahahaha!” Dr. Rhodes said. “Well now, since I can tell you are eager to get the research over with I will tell you the second part of my research. You see this spray only affects females. When injected or sprayed into a male it causes a growth spurt that is not that impressive. However, over long periods of time it adds up. We have been testing this process for a long time and we also discovered a increase of appetite as a side effect. So without further ado please meet our other test subject ’Squeeze’”. Dr. Rhodes said.

Jessica glanced to her left as a buzzer sounded and stared intently at the dark area behind the where the metal grate had been. Nothing seemed to be there till suddenly a pair of green eyes came into light followed by a long pink tongue flicking out from the dark. Then a slow quiet hiss was heard.

“Oh my fucking god! Something is in there Dr.! Please help me!” Jessica shouted. Jessica kept yelling for help as she turned her head in time to see the gigantic python emerge from the darkness. Tan with dark brown spots and a pink mouth. Slowly it slither on the floor towards the corner of the room. The snake had to be thirty feet long and a good two or three feet thick maybe more. The snake hissed at Jessica as it slither into a coil in the corner. “Dr. Rhodes! This fucking snake is going to kill me if you don’t do something! Get me out of here and I won’t say a word. Please, it might eat me!” Jessica shouted at the Doctor on the monitor.

“It might eat you!? I don’t think you have to worry about the might part, Jessica. It will defiantly eat you. You see, you are nothing more than a piece of meat. You are some stupid secretary that will become food for little Squeeze. Mr. Green informed me that you would no longer be needed and that you were a nice little cock tease. So partnering with his son Brennan I decided that I would film your little dinner date with Squeeze and fund future ventures into my research. I whole heartedly thank you for your sacrifice and Goodbye ‘Jess’” Dr. Rhodes said. “Oh, one more thing. I’ll leave you a present.” The monitor turned off and the spray began. The python immediately sensed he spray and became covered in it. Jessica began to feel the rush in her body again and could not help but pleasure herself. She became frustrated at her body she could no longer please herself sufficiently with her impaired body. Suddenly, the python slithered over to her and began flicking its tongue near her. The soft pink tongue touched her body and she shivered as it sent shock waves through her body and she began to moan. The python, sensing her arousal seemingly focused its attention on her crotch. Pushing her legs out of the way the snake began to flick its tongue over her vagina causing her to orgasm instantly. Jessica could barely think. She could only moan in pleasure at the strange arousal she was receiving from the snake. Jessica began to massage her breasts as the snake continued to flick its tongue all over her thighs and legs. As ‘Squeeze’ continued to pleasure her she noticed that he was slowly coiling himself around her. She had barely noticed in the arousal that three quarter of her body were inside his coils. Squeeze suddenly changed his attention from her crotch and looped his deadly coils around Jessica.

Jessica then realized that in Squeeze must have learned to sexual arouse his prey before crushing them and consuming them. She accepted her fate and began to feel the coils tighten around her. She stared up at Squeeze as his coils moved tightly around her. It seemed to her almost like he was passionately crushing her. The movement of the coils and the look in the python’s eyes gave her the distinct feeling of love. She stroked Squeeze gently on the coils as her bones began to pop. She felt no fear or pain during this. Finishing his job Squeeze loosened the coils and positioned Jessica to enter his mouth. Jessica strangely felt at ease and wanted to be eaten. Jessica could not shake the feeling that she needed to enter Squeeze and be eaten by the gigantic python. Was it her deteriorating mind? Was it the chemicals? Was she falling in love with a gigantic snake named Squeeze? She could not think clearly anymore and quickly extended her arms over her sensing the python was ready for its meal.

Squeeze’s mouth extended and slid over Jessica’s arms easily. She felt around the mouth and felt turned on once again. The slick, smooth, and soft surface caused her to begin gushing between the legs and drove her wild. She shivered as she was pulled into the python up to her breasts. The tattered remains of her bra slid down to her stomach and were gently ripped off as the snake moved further. Jessica could barely stand the wait and she pulled at the snake mouth to get more of herself in. As if answering her Squeeze swallowed her up to her crotch. Jessica couldn’t resist anymore and began to pleasure herself in the snake of a gigantic python. The very thought of her death drove her to an orgasm. She was thankful of this due to her hindered movements from the chemicals. Squeeze again moved further down her body and pulled her in up to her calves.

Jessica moaned as Squeeze’s mouth began to stimulate her to the point that her hands were unnecessary. She squirmed as her arms and head entered the snakes throat and were forced deep inside. One final movement and Squeeze had pulled Jessica into his gigantic mouth entirely. She was so engrossed her in arousal that she didn’t notice her high heels slide off her feet as Squeeze pulled her deep inside his mouth. She slowly moved through the snakes coils until she came to the gullet. As she entered she felt a new environment. Noticeably rougher than the mouth and throat and completely dark. As her feet passed through the muscle she noticed the lack of oxygen when the muscle closed tightly behind. As she felt dizzy from the lack of oxygen she noticed the tingling that began to creep over her body. She felt with her hands and noticed that her nylon stocking were quickly dissolving and melting into the fluid that was collecting around her body. She immediately knew that she was being digested and felt relieved. She smiled and quietly closed her eyes slipping into a deep sleep. She felt complete and lucky. She just wished she could have had time to thank that nice security guard.

White Whore Part 1

aujoe99 on Ethnic Stories

The day before I moved off to college, I did two things. I got drunk with my high school buddies one last time and I had sex with my secret guy friend. His name was Jason and he and I had been "secret gay friends" since we were fifteen. My gay exploits actually started when I was twelve with a neighbor who was sixteen at the time. He would take me riding around with him in his car and I felt so cool hanging out with him. One day he showed me some porn movies and during the blow job scene, he asked me if I would do what the girl was doing to him, and I said sure, and did it. Two weeks later, we started having sex and that went on for a year or so until he moved away. Anyway, back to me and Jason, we started our "friendship," in the same way basically, we were wat

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ching a porno that I had at his house and he just flat out asked me if I would blow him. Well needless to say, I spent most of that afternoon and half in night on my knees. That was the day that I pretty much became a cock slut and Jason wasn’t complaining, because he knew that he could get him some anytime he wanted. He was raised by a single mom who stayed gone on business trips a lot and so I was over at his house a great deal when she was gone. We were so open with each other back then, but to no one else, because I am officially bisexual and I didn’t feel the need to let anyone else know about it. Three weeks, and countless blow jobs later, I was over at his place as usual and he suggested that we take a shower. After we undressed and got into the shower, I started to give his already erect cock a few playful tugs, before taking it into my mouth. While I was squatted down sucking his rod, I started to play with my asshole and finger myself. When I could stand it no longer, I stood up and bent over and told him to fuck me, and he did and it was great. We had sex on an almost daily basis after that, but we still took time out to get some pussy every now and again. Anyway, fast forwarding to the present, we screwed one last time before I left and after we were done, he told me that his cousin Tyrell was going to be looking me up, being that he went to the same college and I did not know anyone there yet. Now Jason is white, and so am I, but his uncle Tim married a black lady who already had two kids, Tyrell being the oldest.

 

I was in my new college apartment maybe three days when Tyrell called and wanted to come over and say hi and hang out. When he got there, we sat and talked a while and decided to have a few beers. Well Tyrell is a complete light weight and after like four beers, he was feeling happy. Not only was he feeling happy, but he started being very blunt. He just flat out told me that he was gay and that Jason had told him about our secret fun. Then he wanted details, so I decided to humor him and said, "well there’s not a lot to tell, it’s pretty basic, he comes over, we get naked, I suck his cock, and then we have sex." He seemed to be getting mildly aroused and said, "tell me more." I too was starting to feel the effects of the beer and I just let it all out and said,"well I am totally different when I am with him, I become his whore and I wear panties for him and I suck his dick as many times as he likes and I let him give me facials, you know, stuff like that." That seemed to really get him hot and I could see a bulge forming in his pants. I was getting pretty horny myself and slut mode kicked in. I smiled and pointed at his crotch, and said, "getting kinda happy there aren’t you." He laughed and said, "yeah I got that way after envisioning you in

 

some pretty pink panties." Without any hesitation, I stood up and dropped my shorts, revealing to Tyrell that I was actually wearing some pretty pink panties. His eyes damn near bulged out of his head when he saw that and he said, "man I know some brothers that would love to get some of that, including me." I looked at him with a smirk and said, "oh really, including you huh? And who are these other guys?" And he said, "just some of my homey’s that I know, and yes that includes me." Before I could even respond he said, "would you ever consider being with a black guy, or black guys?" I thought for a sec and told him that I would as long as they were hung, because I have never had an actual big dick in my mouth or ass, but the dildo I have was patterned after a black porn star. He smiled real big as he stood up and dropped his pants, and out popped the biggest, most beautiful black cock I had ever seen. He took it in his right hand and said, "is that hung enough for you?" I couldn’t take my eyes off of it, so I just nodded my head yes.

He started to walk towards me and when he got to me, he put his arms around me and started to feel and rub on my ass. Then he whispered in my ear, "I want you," with that the slut within me came into full swing and I immediately hit my knees and took his huge man meat in my mouth. I took as much as I could and sucked it furiously, stopping occasionally to give it a good licking and jack him off some. It was such a great experience, I was in love with huge black cock and loved having one in my mouth. After ten minutes or so, Tyrell shot a huge load down my throat and I loved every second of it. When I was done Tyrell looked down at me and said,"so, how was it?" I just smiled and said, "it was great, I loved every second of it." He seemed pleased by my response and asked, "what would you say if I asked you to be my little whore from now on?" I thought for a minute and said, "what would that mean exactly? Like what would you expect from me?" Then he told me that it would mean regular sex and blow jobs for him and his friends and me doing whatever he and they wanted. I loved the idea of being a dirty little whore for a bunch of black guys, so I agreed to be his whore, starting right then. I was good at it and played the part well, after he stood there a few minutes talking to me, I saw that his cock had become hard again, so I said, "I want you to fuck me daddy," and he complied, he had me on all fours, just ramming the hell out of my ass, and it was absolutely wonderful. After he was done with me, he had to go and informed me that I would be having some visitors coming by soon.

 

to be continued....

Like a Lamb to the Slaughter

badlybent on Forced Stories

And t his is a my story.  Alltyedup4u@gmail.com

I was 15, and shy, painfully shy.  I didn’t wear make up, I didn’t date, I wasn’t a cool girl at school, I was overlooked and friendless.  What I did do was raise Suffolk sheep for 4-H.  I would show them each year at the county fair.  I would train, I could hold my lamb, place his feet, groom him, show him off to his best advantage to win the grand prize ribbon.  My dark blond hair would be pulled back and I wore a white tee shirt, white shorts and white sneakers, and that was the uniform of 4-H’rs competing for that grand prize.  What was also so

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ught after was your parents allowing you to set up a cot next to your sheep’s stall the night before the competition so that you could sleep over in the huge sheep barn on the fair grounds.  I got to do that, finally.  Mom and dad left me with money for dinner and the Carney attractions and left.  I walked the fair grounds alone.  I wasn’t ugly, I wasn’t beautiful, I was slender, but short, and still am, just 5’3, and at the time 96 lbs and my breasts, that had bloomed late, starting when I was almost 14, were at a 34 c and my bra was getting a bit tight as they were still growing towards adulthood.  I could have used a bigger size, but I wasn’t clothes conscious, or boy conscious enough to care.

My green eyes are my best feature, they are large and thick lashed and so much like my mom’s and she was always complimented on hers.  That day or freedom I walked though the fair grounds, past candidates hawking themselves and window salesmen hawking their windows and health groups hawking good health, next to Carnies hawking deep fried corn dogs.  I saw him there.  I bought my dinner from him.  He didn’t pay any attention to me, nor I to him really, I only remember him now because later in the fair week I would see him there watching me and smiling, warning me, enjoying my discomfort, I would later see him shadow the barn and talk with his friends and they’d laugh as I tried to cover the bruises on my thighs by pulling at my shorts, and he would lick his lips and smile.

The day I bought my dinner from him he didn’t look at me and I never looked at him.

That night was different.  When the fair closed after midnight we were all in the barn for the night.  I lay on my cot.  A few rent-a-cops patrolled the grounds.  Too few.  And the carnies, who had trailers and a camping area could be heard on the other end of the fairgrounds, laughter, some music, sometimes a yell or a fight, like listening to adults on a camping trip.  I drifted off.  Maybe at 2 am I woke.  I had to pee.  I slipped on my flip flops and walked out of the barn to the row of port-a-lets outside about 25 feet from the barn.  I was tired and hated the stinky portas, but held my breath and went.  When I came out I breathed again and yawned and was about to walk back when a big hand covered my mouth and another grabbed me around waist and lifted me.  I kicked and tried the scream into the big hand and tried to put my hands up to pull the arm away when the man carrying me told be to stop moving or he’d break my neck and he yanked my head back hard and it hurt enough for me to believe he would so I did what he told me too.  He walked with me, carrying me against his fat stomach and broad chest and I could hear him breathing hard as he made his way to wherever we were going.  His breath smelled horrible, he was drunk, and smelled like sweat and beer.  He took me to a silver camper hitched to a Chevy truck and kicked the door a couple of times and it was opened, by an older man, who drew back in surprise as the man carried me inside.  He locked the door behind us.  The man set me on my feet and he held my head and reached his hand towards his friend.  “Gimme my knife.”

“Shit man, Shit.” Said the older guy, who was maybe 60.  A raw boned guy with a scruffy beard and missing teeth.  But the man handed his fat friend the knife and the man held it to my throat.

“Listen to me bitch.  If you make a sound I’ll kill you.”  He growled.  “You are gonna do whatever I say and if you do I will let you live, but I’ve fuckin’ been to jail for this shit before and I ain’t going back, I WILL KILL YOU.”

I was wild eyed but I nodded.  He let go of my mouth and I stood there and he moved around to where I could see him in the dim light of the trailer.  His friend sat at their filthy table and watched, distressed.

“Boy, why you go do this shit,” he muttered low.  “I can’t be getting in more trouble, you can’t.”

“I don’t fucking know,” said my captor eyeing me as I stood there.  “I got done takin’ a piss and heard her and when she walked out I just did.  I fucking felt like some pussy and there she was.”

I started to groan with fear and he raised the knife and pointed it at me. “I said Shut the Fuck Up!”  I bit my lip.

“Take off your clothes” he ordered.

I shook my head and he raised a fist and I started doing what he wanted fast.  When I stood naked in their trailer I looked pleadingly at the old man but he turned away from me, drinking his beer in silence.

I looked back at the man who had abducted me and he was rubbing his crotch and smiling.  He was wearing jogging pants and a dirty shirt and it barely covered his belly.  His hair was long and thing and dirty and he was about as old as my dad.  He had hairy arms all the way to his shoulders and he was way taller then the room and had to bend a bit to keep his head off the ceiling.

“Git on your knees.”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer and pushed me too the ground by my shoulder.  I started to cry.  He pulled the front of his pants down and grabbed my hair and pulled it towards his stinky, sweaty crotch.

“Suck it bitch.” He growled.  He smacked the back of my head with his hand and I trembled as I lifted my hand and closed it around the first penis I had ever seen.  I had been raised catholic and had no brothers and literally had only seen a penis in drawings in a doctor’s office waiting room in a brochure.  It was thick, I couldn’t get my hand around it, and it twitched and felt hot and it smelled bad, like the portalet and he wanted me to put it in my mouth.  I gagged as I tried.  It was rubbery and sticky goo came from the hole on it’s head and I started sobbing.

“Shit man, just get her out of here now.” The old man said and I wanted to run to him for protection but the drunk told him to shut up again and he did, going back to his bottle.

He grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock into my mouth and I was shocked by how far it stretched my mouth open.  He moved my head back and forth as my hands were splayed on his stomach and thigh trying to push away.

“Use your tongue bitch, suck it good, yeah…yeah…yeah bitch, he groaned low as his hips moved against my face.  I couldn’t breathe and tears streamed down my face as he moved.

He got huge in my mouth but then he pushed me backwards and I gasped for air.

“Shut up cunt.” He said as he grabbed my hair and I yelped.  He threw me on the bed.  It was a filthy mattress, stained and hard and I lay sideways on it and he pushed me back on it his hand in my belly, holding me down as he leaned over me.  He grabbed my tits and squeezed them so hard I wanted to scream but he whispered, “Shut up, no noise, I mean it, I’ll kill you, shut up and take it slut.!”  I lay there as he pinched and mashed and bit my tits, I gasped and sobbed and looked to the other man who watched but did nothing.

I thought he was trying to tear off my tits, he slobbered on them and he kissed me, my mouth covered in his spit, my neck, my sore nipples, he moved his large hand down my belly, bruising it too, when he reached between my legs I yelled “No!” and he punched me deep in my tender belly and I almost threw up, and he grabbed my neck.

“What the fuck did I tell you bitch?  Huh?  You want to die?”  I shook my head, and he punched my stomach again and I lost my breath.  “Answer me…do you want me to kill you?  Cuz I will and I’ll still fucking rape you but I’ll kill you too!”  I shook my head harder and whispered “no”. and he moved his hand back to my pussy and said “God, I want you, I want to rape you so bad, I want my cock in the tight little cunt so bad.” And he pushed a couple fingers in me and I gasped and struggled but he fucked me with those fingers harder.  In and out.  Nothing had ever been inside me, I never even used tampons because mom said they were for married women.  My legs opened and I felt horrible for the wetness dripping down my butt crack as he continued using me.  “Fucking slut you want this don’t you…yeah…yeah…you want a big guy to rape you like this…you want it hard…I got it for you hard bitch…I’m gonna tear you up little girl, gonna make you a slut.  Maybe make you a mommy…you want a rape baby bitch?”  He laughed and his fingers pulled out of me and he moved his cock until it pressed at my hole.  He put his hand over my mouth and I knew what was going to happen and knew that it was going to be more then my promise not to scream would take, and he didn’t let me catch a breath, he shoved his huge, thick cock inside me in one punishing thrust, which pushed me across the bed and lifted me, My back arched and I screamed and screamed and screamed in his hand as he raped me, pounding my tiny pussy in and out like a jack hammer, long strokes that impaled me and made me lose my breath when they reached my lungs and stopped with a punch.  He groaned and moaned as he leaned over me like a bull, sweaty and smelly and relentless.  I was choking under his hand but my screaming had stopped, I couldn’t scream, I was drenched in sweat like I had come out of the rain and my legs were wide as he opened me up.  I could feel the blood I would find there later, leaking from me and he was calling me a whore and slut and groaning the word “yes” as he abused me, raped me, changed me.  My head rolled back and forth and I was in agony, and breathing shallowly, panting, moaning and feeling everything.  It was like being in a trance…waves of pain, feelings of disgust, and my legs opening wider as he raped me harder.  My hips moved under him, against him, letting him hurt me harder and deeper, I was moving with him and he grunted happily  I didn’t fight, I let the pain wash through me and I moaned and panted.  “Yes baby,” he groaned, “yes…yeah baby…yeah slut…fucking rape slut…yeah…yeah..yeah…ride it baby…you are good…you are made for this…you like it, you do…yeah…yeah.”  He complimented me, he was complimenting me as he raped me and I was humiliated and grateful, he was disgusting but my body, my pain, my cries, my reactions made him happy. And I took what he was doing to me, even as I sobbed and hated myself.  My cunt grabbed him, spasming, over and over, I was shuddering and panicked, I didn’t know what an orgasm was, I thought I was having a seizure.  Finally he exploded in me, I could feel his dick burst glob after glob of cum deep inside my aching, raped pussy.  I was weak as a kitten and shaking like a leaf, used and humiliated and scared of all that it was making me feel. 

He let himself grow soft in me, kneading my nipples, rubbing my belly, telling me I was a good bitch, that I did good and was a good fuck, the best he’d had.  He smiled at me and I closed my eyes and leaned my head back and cried.  He got up and wiped my juices and blood off his cock with the bed sheet and I lay there and closed my legs and curled up on the bed and sobbed.  After a minute or two I opened my eyes and saw him sitting at the table with the old man.  Finally the old man got up and walked towards me and I tried to sit up…it hurt but I tried to sit up.  I was going to leave finally.  The old guy took my outstretched hand had flipped me onto my belly, I cried out in despair.  I heard his pants unzip and heard him spit as hot spit hit my ass and he was rubbing my asshole and I tied to get up but he held me down and forced my face down into the bedding.  My ass burned as he entered me, the pressure of him forcing his dick in my virgin ass, the pain was excruciating and I screamed anew into the mattress, helpless.  I could hear my first rapist encouraging his friend.  “Yeah…yeah…that’s what she needs…yeah…fuck her in the ass…yeah…feels good huh?”  And the old guy never said a word but he groaned appreciatively.  Spitting on me, on my ass as he worked his way deeper and deeper inside me.  I dug my fingers into the mattress and screamed and sobbed, not making a sound that could alert a rescuer, afraid I would die, and afraid someone would stop the old man’s attack at the same humiliating time, taking the old man deep inside me the way I took the first man, moving my ass backwards into his assault.  Both were using me, hurting me, appreciating me, enjoying me, not ignoring me, raping me.  Before he came he pulled out of my ass and shoved his cock, up to the hilt, inside my pain filled pussy and filled me with his cum.  I could feel gooey cum running down the back of my legs.  The man’s cock twitched in me and he gently rubbed my back and reached around to give my tits, my swollen, sore tits a few squeezes and pinches, then he, reluctantly pulled out and threw me a towel.

“Clean up girl…git dressed.”

I did as he said.  His friend fell asleep at the table and the old guy took me by the arm and lit a cigarette and picked up the knife and walked me out the door.  He escorted me silently until we reached the toilets, then he pushed me into one of the stalls and put the knife to my neck and while the other guy was dangerous because he was drunk and angry this old man just looked at me and said.

“I been to jail three times for rape. And that ain’t how many times I done it, I did a lot more.  I ain’t going back.  I did you cuz you were there and the harm had already been done, so I took a turn, that ain’t an apology, you were a great fuck, but you ain’t worth another stretch and I should kill ya, shove you down the toilet hole.”  I sobbed,  shaking anew.

“But I ain’t”  He smiled and warned me.  “You weren’t a tease or a drunk ass slut, you were just a kid going pee in the middle of the night, so I’m gonna let you live.  You ain’t gonna tell.  No one.  If you do, I got other friends like him and I’ll make sure they find you and finish you.  Understand me?”

I nodded numbly.

And he left.  And after collecting myself, so did I.  I went back to my cot, It was about 4 am, or almost, and I had to wake in 2 hours.  I could barely breathe, and couldn’t sleep, and my body ached and I felt every throbbing ache and when I moved I would catch a sob and gasp.  I had been raped and I never would tell and during that fair week I would see him, the old man, and he would nod to me and smile, and I would shiver and could feel my cunt and ass contract painfully and the ache in my bruised stomach  knot up, and I think he enjoyed that.  I think he liked me, I think he wanted me, I think they both did, they wanted to hurt me, wanted me to feel fear, and pain and their cum inside me. And I was terrified by the feeling that I wanted to feel that again too, I was as much afraid of wanting to be raped as I was of the pain and the uncertainty that I would live through it again.  And that’s where things stand now, 7 yrs later.

Games We Play

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Games We Play by Fyre

Part One

There was a line drawing of a dick in the encyclopedia. Shirley and I looked it up under "Anatomy" and it showed one hanging off a male’s body. There were pages of plastic layering the different systems down on the bones. Shirley was a grade ahead of me in school and my bestest, bestest friend. She had the most amazing ideas, and we always had plenty to do whenever she was around. Sometimes I felt like Shirley was so sophisticated, and I was just a dork.

Shirley started with the skeleton page, then set down the circulatory system, then the muscles, the nerves, and finally the skin. The penis lay there on the page, all lifeless and flat, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how it was supposed to fill

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up with blood, expand till it was nice and firm, then go inside my cooter to make a baby.

At least that’s what Shirley told me was s’posed to happen. I laid back in the bed with Shirley. We made sure the doors were closed and my step-brother Manny was out of the house playing ball down the road. She pulled down her panties, and we both giggled. I looked at her bare cooter.

"I’m gonna touch it, okay?" I said.

She giggled. "Okay, I’m ready."

"Where do you think the dick goes?" I asked her.

She spread her legs real wide. "Here," she said, and poked her finger inside the folds of skin.

"Where’s the pee come out? Around here, right" I poked my finger about where I thought her pee came out.

"No, here, I think." Shirley redirected my finger.

"I wanna watch you pee." I said.

"I don’t have to go right now."

"Well, I do." I jumped off the bed. "C’mon!"

She pulled her pants up and we went into the bathroom. "You can’t giggle too loud," I said, "or Mama’s gonna come in here to see what we’re up to."

I pulled down my pants and sat on the toilet. Shirley crouched in front of me to watch. I spread my legs wider, but I just sat there. I couldn’t pee with her right there watching.

"Hurry up!" she urged.

"I’m trying."

I was trying, but what if I misshot and sprayed her right in the face? She was my best friend. What was she going to think if I peed on her?

I closed my eyes so I could concentrate, and I felt something brush across my skin. Down there. "Hey!" I yelled, bolting backwards and almost fell sideways into the hole in the toilet seat.

Shirley pulled her hand away.

"What’re you doing?"

"Just touching it."

"I’m trying to pee, here!"

"I know."

"Well, I don’t wanna pee on your hand."

We heard footprints coming down the hall towards the bathroom.

"Shhhh!" I glared at Shirley.

"Ladies." Mama said, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, Mama." I said sweetly. Shirley held her hand covering her mouth, but I could still hear her giggle.

I gave her a look.

In my nicest I’m-not-doing-anything-wrong voice, I said, "Mama, it’s too hot.. Is it okay if Shirley and I take a bath in cold water?"

Mama opened the door. She had that "what are you two up to" look on her face. Shirley stood up real fast. I squeezed my knees together and bent forward to get toilet paper. "Well, don’t make a mess. Keep all the water inside the tub."

"Can we use bubbles?"

"That’s fine." She closed the door. "And keep all of the water inside the tub."

"We will," I assured her.

 

I looked at Shirley and hopped off the pot. "Okay, then. Let’s take a bath. Last one in is a rotten egg!"

I rushed to turn on the water. I wanted it cool, but not too cold. Shirley was peeling off her clothes and tossing them on the floor behind me. I had my pants halfway off, so I kicked off my flip-flops and dropped my pants on top of them. I pulled off my shirt.

We scrambled into the tub about the same time.

"Where’s the bubbles?"

I opened a bottle and poured a capful under the faucet. Mama said one capful was enough. I gave the bottle a little extra squirt for good measure. Then we got in the water and sat there naked, looking at each other, listening to the water run, waiting for the tub to fill. Shirley looked different than me naked. Her titties were kind of pointed where mine were boring. Her pussy was fleshy, where mine was flat.

"It’s too cold," Shirley complained. "Let’s warm it up."

"Okay, but not too hot."

Shirley grabbed the shower head. We had one of those adjustable nozzles. "Have you ever used this to spray your cooter?" She asked me.

I shook my head. Frankly I’d never thought of such a thing.

She stood on tip-toe to take the shower head away from the wall. I didn’t even know it came off the wall!

"Don’t break anything." I said.

"Don’t worry. I’ve done this before."

"We better close the curtain. You heard what Mama said."

I pulled the orange and white shower curtain closed.

Shirley flipped the lever on the faucet to make the water shoot out of the shower head. "Make the water a little bit warmer."

I did. She tested it on her wrist. "Okay," she said, "open your legs."

I held my legs open, but the water had filled up almost to my knees, so the water from the shower head just sprayed on my legs.

"Move up and sit with your back against the wall. On the edge of the tub."

I got up and perched on the white porcelain.

"Spread your legs."

I opened my legs and Shirley directed the spray of water right on my cooter. The water was slightly warm. She twisted the dial on the shower head a little bit and the water pulsed against my pussy. Suddenly, it felt like my pussy was the most important thing on my body. It felt nasty. I covered myself with my hand, blocking the spray. "God, Shirley. Where’d you learn that?"

"I watched my sister in the shower one time. She didn’t know I was watching. She held the spray there, and kinda closed her eyes. I didn’t know if she was washing herself or what."

Shirley’s sister, Wendy, babysat sometimes. I tried to imagine her naked, holding this up to her cooter in the shower.

"Do it again." I told Shirley, moving my hand.

We took turns, sitting next to each other, the shower curtain closed, spraying each other’s bare pussies.

The tub started to overflow with water, so we had to stop that game. We turned the water off. There weren’t too many bubbles.

I wanted to see Shirley’s cooter up close. It was a little puffy. More puffy and pinker than mine. Suddenly I felt all dirty and wicked.

"Can I touch you there?" I whispered.

"Go ahead."

I put my hand on the bald pussy and rubbed, not daring to venture inside the crack. Her pussy was so smooth and covered with fine blonde hairs.

"Where’d you say the dick goes?"

She stood up and leaned forward. She peered down past her belly button. "It goes right here." She inserted her forefinger inside where one of the folds opened up. There was an opening there, but it didn’t look like much. I didn’t remember feeling anything like that down there before. But then I didn’t do much but wipe it off after peeing. I’d never really thought about it. I opened my legs. I poked my finger down where she was poking hers. Oh, it felt good!

"Wow!" I murmured.

"Definitely."

Shirley sat down with her knees flat on the bottom of the tub and her knees wide and kept rubbing herself. "I like it right here," she said, rubbing a tiny button that was right out front. I watched her open her legs wider and flick her finger across the fold that was there.

I rubbed my own button. It felt like there were sparklers going off inside.

"I think I’m gonna pee." I said, after a minute.

"Go ahead."

I stood up to go sit on the toilet.

"No, silly, just pee right here," she said, "I wanna watch."

"That’s sick!"

But Shirley held my legs and leaned in to look at my cooter. I felt her breath.

I felt so wicked. I wanted to do it...but... I couldn’t just stand there and piss on my friend.

Could I?

"Do you really want me to do it right here?"

She put her finger inside of my crack and started rubbing that bump.

"I’m gonna pee." I whispered. "I’m really gonna."

She kept rubbing, watching my face.

Where did she come up with this stuff?

I felt the little slip of pee start to come out and once it started, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I watched the yellow stream come out and start to squirt everywhere. All over her hand, all down my thighs, into the bathwater.

Some of the bubbles sizzled and disappeared.

I couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt. Just to stand up and pee like a boy, to not care where the pee went, to just let it spray down, all over the tub. Even to just pee on her hand. God.

"Rub me some more." I told her. I didn’t need to pee anymore, but I kinda felt like I did. I felt like I wanted to pee some more. Rub me some more.

Shirley rubbed my cooter for a minute, then she stood in the tub and whispered in my ear. "Jennie, I wanna tell you something."

"What?"

"You can’t tell anyone, ‘kay?"

"I won’t."

"You promise?" She had a solemn look on her face.

"I promise."

"I mean it. You can’t tell anyone. No matter what."

"I promise, Shirley. Cross my heart and hope to die."

She swallowed. What she wanted to tell me must be pretty important.

"What is it?" I urged. "It can’t be that big a deal."

"One time a boy wanted to lick me there."

Omigod. I couldn’t believe it. "Lick you? How? Whaddya mean?"

"He wanted to put his mouth on me and lick my cooter. Can you believe it?"

She had a dark, serious look on her face. I knew she was telling the truth.

"Did he do it?"

"Omigod, no. Of course not." She giggled, and put her hand down to cover herself. "But I think I would let you. Do you wanna try?"

"I don’t know."

I suddenly felt very embarrassed and started to sink all the way underneath the water. Then I remembered I just peed there.

I got out of the tub and pulled the plug. There was a gurgle as the water started to spin down the drain.

"We better go."

I grabbed a towel and started to dry off. I made sure to cover my cooter. Suddenly I didn’t want her looking at me there anymore.

"Hey, you’re not mad are you?" she said.

"No."

"Well, why aren’t you talking?"

"Do you wanna go jump rope?" I asked her. Last time she was here, I almost skipped doubles. I thought maybe we could try that again. Or play Trouble. We both liked board games. "We could go play Trouble."

"Okay." She said, pulling her clothes on.

Truth is, I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t have a clue of what I was supposed to say. Shirley thought about letting me lick her down there.

Later that night, after Mama sent me to bed, I laid with my hand against that button she showed me, and I rubbed it a little, but not enough to feel too good, and I thought about what she’d said. To tell the truth, I couldn’t get the thought out of my head. Some boy wanted to put his mouth down there? Whatever for?

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The Silken Family Trap Part VI

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The Silken Family Trap – Part VI

By

Michele Nylons

  From Part V

 I couldn't help thinking of Matron's large, well-shaped, pantyhosed legs all the way home. The fact that I had put her worn pantyhose on my cock and had sniffed the lovely smell of her cunt in her discarded hose was driving me insane with a newfound lust. That Matron had propositioned me and hinted that she knew I had a nylon fetish was also not lost on me, "But I bet you are the sort of lad who would have more fun If I left them on," what else could she mean?

I immediately started plotting how I might take her veiled invitation further, and even better in my mi

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nd's fantasy, get Mom or Sis involved. As I turned these thoughts over in my mind, I realised my best chance was to get my older Sister Eileen to play along. Even though she was only eighteen, she had assisted me in getting Mom to become a willing participant in our nylon incest games, so why not Matron too? Besides Mom had continually stressed that we needed to keep our newfound family pleasures a secret; so, Eileen it was to be.

When I arrived home I raced up to my Sister's room, I was in luck, she was home. I entered her room to find her propped on the bed with a set of headphones on her head, listening to her music. I plopped myself on the bed beside her and of course, immediately began to stroke her pantyhose encased leg.

"Hi Sis," I smiled as I slid my hand up and down her gossamer nyloned thigh.

"Hi Mike," she smiled back, removing her headphones.

"Trust you to go straight for my legs; without even the slightest invitation or provocation," she laughed.

"You just have to be in the same room and wearing nylons Sis, you know I can't resist," I responded, smirking what I hoped was my cutest smile.

"Well, you will never guess what happened to me today?" I inquired.

"Well, no Mike I can't; but judging by the big smile on your face, the hard-on in your pants, and the way you are pawing my thighs, I guess it had something to with sex," she teased.

"Well Sis, the hard-on is in no small part due to my playing with your sexy legs, but largely due to my adventures this afternoon."

I then went on to tell Eileen about the fantastic fuck I had had with Mom in the Matron's office at the hospital. I also told her about playing with Matron's stockings before I fucked Mom, and about how Matron had come in to her office later and basically propositioned me. I then started to explain to her my plan to get Matron involved in our sex games.

Before I could go on further she stopped me.

"Mike, that story where you bent Mom over the desk and fucked her has got to one of the hottest stories I have ever heard; slide your hand up my skirt and see what you've done to me."

Who was I to turn down such a request? I slid my hand along my Sister's slinky nyloned thigh and under her little pleated tartan skirt. I savoured the feel of her nylons on my fingertips, and the light material of the hem of her skirt sliding along the back of my hand as it disappeared into the lovely playground that my Sister was encouraging me to explore.

As my hand encountered the top of her leg I slid it slowly across her silky pantied crotch. I could feel the heat, and as my fingers ventured down between her legs, I felt the damp wetness there.

"Oh Mike," she whispered,

"Please, please, please," my Sister begged.

I pushed two of my fingers into her slit, rubbing the nylon of her hose and panties against her labia. I pressed harder against where I guessed her clitty might be beneath her underwear and was immediately rewarded with a sob of pleasure.

"Oh god yes Mike, there, that’s it."

I massaged her cuntal area slowly but firmly and felt my Sister's panties become soaked with her juices. She squirmed and rose herself up off the bed to meet my ministrations. Her back and legs arched as she rose her torso up, taking her body weight on her feet and shoulders, her skirt fell back revealing dark green nylon panties covering gauzy sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose. What a magnificent sight I though as I continued to stoke her hot pussy through the layers on nylon.

After a few minutes of making Eileen squirm in sexual bliss, I decided that I needed to attend to the now raging hardon that was bulging in my jeans. Without ceasing attending to my Sister, I removed my clothes and manoeuvred myself between her spread legs. I lightly rubbed my engorged member against my Sister's nylon encased thigh and quickly got into the same rhythm as the stroking I was applying to her cunt.

The feel of her delicate nyloned leg against my cock was scintillating, I could never get too much of the wonderful feeling of my penis against nylon. As I started to press my cock harder on her leg, I too started to pant.

"Oh yes Sis, I love this, absolutely love it!"

"Don't stop Mike, I'm close, please, put him in me, put Him in ME!"

I knew what she meant, and my Sister begging to be fucked was a request not to be denied. I reached my hand inside her panties and seized a handful of gauzy nylon and ripped open the gusset of her pantyhose.

"Oh Mike, yes, put him in NOW!" Eileen screamed.

I reached behind Eileen and grabbed the two pillows that rested on her headboard and pushed them under her arched back. I pulled on the gusset of her pretty green panties and eased it to one side. I kneed myself forward and positioned the head of my cock inside my Sister's swollen labia and let go of the gusset of her panties. The soaked panty material eased back across her crotch and came to rest against the side of my penis.

Eileen felt my glans nestled in her cuntal lips and she slowly began to ease herself forward, impaling herself on my turgid, throbbing cock. As my Sister slid herself onto my cock, I reached forward and grabbed her waist just where the waistband of her pantyhose peeked over the top of her panties. I took a firm grip and started to push her down onto my member, slow and hard until I was buried into her right up to the hilt.

As our pelvises butted together we both grunted,

"Ough!"

I moved my hands down my Sister's sleek hosed legs and lifted her claves up and around my waist. I felt her legs lock behind me and she gripped me against her, the sheer nylons sending shooting sensations of delight where they brushed against me. She used the grip she had on me to commence a slow steady fuck; easing my cockhead out of her until the crown of my glans was touching her inner labia, then pulling me back into her until our crotches were smashed together.

Eillen's juices were flowing faster as my penis eased in and out of her, her soaked panty slid along my shaft, heightening the sensations shooting through my body. She started to chant in time to our now steadily increasing thrusts,

"Fuck! Fuck! FucK! FucK! FuCK! FuCK! FUCK! FUCK!……………….FUCK MMMMMMMMMEEEeeee!!!!!!!!"

"Oh Mike fuck me honey, please, please, please!" she sobbed as the tempo increased.

My body felt like it had some sort of electric sexual energy flowing through it due to the sensations of my Sister's cunt gripping my cock, her pantyhosed legs rubbing back and forth as we humped, and the nylon panty teasing the shaft of my cock as it thrust in and out of her.

Our orgasms were fast approaching and Eileen sensed it too. She locked her long legs around me even harder, clutching me in her grip and slamming me against her, grinding her cunt against my pelvis and causing exquisite friction to scour her clit. Her silken legs spasmed and convulsed against me and her cunt quivered and pulsed in orgasm. My cock burst forth stream after stream of hot semen inside her as it pulsed and throbbed in concert with her climax.

"Sis, Oh Sis! I love you, I love it!" I groaned as she sucked the energy from my body.

"Oh Mike, you drive me wild, Brother of mine. I love you too!"

We both came down very slowly from our mutual climax, shuddering and groaning as the last of orgasms drained from us. Eileen's, legs slid down my side and came to rest splayed apart with me between them. I slowly allowed myself to fall forward on top of her as she released me from her grip. I started kissing her gently, planting lots of little kisses on her lips and stroking her hair and caressing her face as I kissed her. We lay like that for a while, kissing and caressing as my cock slowly deflated inside her and eventually plopped our of her puffed-up pussy lips and came to rest on her panty crotch as the silky material slid back into place, my cock no longer keeping it to one side of her entrance.

"Mmmm Sis, I could lay here for hours and do this," I whispered into her ear.

"Liar," she giggled.

"You'd get hard again eventually and want to do it all over again!"

"And so would I, so get off me you naughty boy and tell me about your plan for Matron!"

I eased myself from on top of my sister and lay close beside her, lazily stroking her thighs and buttocks and occasionally stealing a kiss as I explained my plan to trap Matron. Eileen asked questions and offered suggestions as I outlined my plan. She giggled occasionally and conspired with me to concoct what hopefully would be another 'silken trap'; this time for Matron.

We decided to strike while the iron is hot and hatch our plan for the next day.

That night Mom came home exhausted and after a quick dinner she gave us both passionate kisses goodnight and went to bed; I was to find out later, that on the way she left her discarded nylons hanging from my bedroom doorknob; a nice trophy for my collection.

The next afternoon I met Eileen at home, we both skipped school after lunch to prepare our trap. Eileen dressed in a black leather mini, white low cut blouse, tan pantyhose and red high heels. She flipped up her skirt and revealed a pair of black, lacy open crotch panties. I loved the look of those open crotch panties covering her pantyhosed pussy.

"Down boy," she laughed as I made a half-hearted lunge for her.

With her usual lashings of makeup and red hair worn in an eighties frizz she looked more like a hooker than a schoolgirl.

I then made a call to the hospital and asked for the Matron supervising Mom's ward; I was in luck, she answered.

"Matron Phillips," a husky professional voice answered.

"Hello Matron, it's Mike here, I spoke to you yesterday afternoon in your office?"

"Hello Mike, what can I do for you, do you want to speak to your Mother?" she asked.

"Oh no Matron! I want to talk to you about my Mother. Its personal, and I wondered if I could see you alone in your office?"

"Well that is really an odd request Mike, I really don't normally see family members of my staff, especially alone." She responded.

"Please Matron, I really have to talk to someone about Mom; it's really important." I begged.

"Ok then Mike, if you insist, be here at two PM then; I'll make sure your Mother is busy in the ward so she won't know you are here," she capitulated.

"Thank you so much Matron," I responded, trying to sound relieved.

'We're on!" I winked at Eileen………………

At two PM sharp we were outside Matron's office. True to her word, Mom was not in sight, in fact the nurses station was empty; no one had seen us enter the ward.

"Come," Matron responded to my knock.

'I hope to,' I thought to myself as Eileen and I entered her office.

"Mike, I didn't know you were bringing anyone else; is this your Sister?" Matron asked looking a little surprised.

"Yes Matron; meet my older Sister Eileen," I responded.

"Pleased to meet you Eileen. You look a lot older than your Mother says you are; eighteen isn't it?" Matron enquired.

I noticed Matron cast an evaluating look up and down my Sister's body. Her gaze rested on Eileen's lovely sheer hosed legs framed below the micro mini, then she took a long casual once-over up the rest of her, coming to rest on Eileen's heavily made up baby blue eyes and flaming red hair.

"Yes, eighteen Matron," Eileen responded, casting her own long deliberate appraisal back at Matron.

Matron was wearing the same tight, dark blue, business suit skirt and white blouse set she wore yesterday, except today she also had on a matching navy jacket. Black high-heeled pumps and dark hose completed the ensemble. Her application of makeup again leaned to the heavy side, dark blue eyeshadow and plum red lips; her glossy red hair, styled in a bob in contrast to Eileen's frizzy mane.

'Two redheads to play with, hope they are both as fiery as their hair,' I thought smugly.

"Well sit children." Matron motioned towards two seats in front of her desk.

Matron came around the large desk and sat on the corner, her skirt riding up and displaying an ample thigh encased in smoky grey hosiery. I couldn't help but look, and Matron saw my glance and smiled smugly.

"So what's so important about your Mom that you have to see me without her presence?" she came to the point.

"Well it's like this Matron, it’s a hard subject to talk about so I guess I'll just say it straight out. Mom is having sex with me," I blurted out.

Matron looked at me with disbelief and shock.

"I don't believe you, Jean, I mean your Mother couldn't possibly…….." she trailed off.

"Yes Matron, I can see what you're thinking about; yesterday afternoon, this office reeked of sex, I bet you could smell it," I countered.

"You handed me your pantyhose remember, you hinted that I had wanked in them, but I can tell by the look on your face you now realise that there was also the smell of pussy in here too," I added.

Matron now turned a deep crimson.

"Mike, I, er, the pantyhose, I didn't know. Oh my god…er; anyway we shouldn't talk about this in front of your Sister, and don't use those rude words" she stammered.

"Oh Eileen knows everything Matron, in fact Mom is having sex with her too, isn't she Sis?"

"Yes Matron, me too," Eileen responded quickly, smiling sweetly.

"But Mike, why, why, are you telling me about all this. It's terrible, it's illegal, it's disgusting!" Matron asserted.

"Well because after my Mom forced me to have sex with her in your office yesterday, you found me in a state of distress and the best you could do was try to seduce me yourself! Even after I asked you for help, the best you could do was try to take advantage of me!" I hissed at her.

"But Mike, that is such a blatant lie. You know it is!" she pleaded.

"Well explain that to the police when I tell them that story, or maybe I'll just tell just the hospital management. Either way it'll be hard to explain how I came to have your pantyhose in my possession, which will undoubtably have your vaginal secretions and certainly my semen in them."

"I'm no expert, but I've seen enough cop shows to know how forensics work. And of course my Sister here will back me up at how distressed I was when arrived home yesterday, wont you Sis?" I smirked.

"Of course honey, I mean Brother of mine; of course I will," Eileen smirked right back.

"I don't believe this, why Mike? Why are you are you doing this to me?" Matron pleaded, tears forming in her eyes.

"Well Matron, its because I am now an expert in getting what I want, and well, I want some of this, you see," I whispered as I leaned forward and placed my hand on her thigh.

This was Eileen's cue; she rose out of her chair and sat close to Matron on the desk. She placed an arm around Matron's broad shoulders.

"And you see Matron, I'm here to see that Mike gets what he wants," she whispered into Matron's ear.

"What are you doing?" Matron begged of us.

"Well I'm taking you up on your offer Matron, you were right when you said, ' But I bet you are the sort of lad who would have more fun If I left them on,' I said as I slid my hand further up her thigh and under her skirt.

At the same time my Sister turned and reached out with her other hand and undid Matron's jacket. Matron couldn't fight both of us off, but she tried to wriggle her legs and at the same time remove Eileen's hands, which were now unbuttoning her blouse.

"Now Matron," I said, "either cooperate or we tell our little story to the management or the police," I threatened.

Matron stopped wriggling and sat still, defeated.

My hand continued to explore under Matron's suit skirt, sliding up her nylons, then encountered a stocking top and garter.

"Oh yummy Matron, I've always dreamed of fucking an older women in stockings," I said stroking the plump flesh above her stocking tops.

I rose out of my chair and stood between Matron's, chubby, but shapely legs and commenced stroking them. I noticed now the smoky grey stockings had a black seam running up the back of them; I loved the feel of them, so sexy! I lifted Matrons skirt and looked underneath, slapping Matron's hand out of the way as she tried to stop me. She was wearing huge dark grey nylon panties, then I realised they were cami-knickers, silky nylon shorts with frilly lace around the legs and waistband. I kept stroking Matrons stockinged leg with one hand and started stroking her panty crotch with the other. I felt Matron stiffen as my hand went to her nylon covered cunt. I heard Matron give a muffled grunt and looked up, I took my eyes away from her splayed stocking encased legs and knickered ass to see what was happening.

Eileen had been busy too; she had Matron's blouse open and her hand inside Matron's matching grey nylon brassier, and was stroking her tit. My Sister started kissing Matron passionately; I could see her working her tongue. Matron was a big lady but still no match for Eileen who was holding her in place as she struggled.

I opened my fly and eased out my stiffening member, rubbing it on Matron's smoky, nyloned thigh and experienced that familiar exquisite feel of diaphanous nylon against my cockhead, making it tingle with delight. A snail's trail of pre-come glistened on her leg. Matron tried to struggle again and I held her legs tightly.

"Submit Matron, or you know what happens," I threatened yet again.

She relaxed again and gave a resigned shrug. Sis was smiling at me and said, "Look Mike, I think she's starting to like our attention."

Eileen had Matron's tits fully exposed and her large knobby nipples were swollen and a bright pink colour.

"Well I guess it's a matter of when rape is inevitable……….." Matron whispered.

"It is," I chuckled and recommenced dry humping her leg.

I worked my way forward between her legs and my cock came in contact with her stocking top. I rubbed it there whilst my hand slid down from under her cami-knickers to caress the expanse of flesh above her stocking. It was a very new and rewarding experience for me to play with legs encased in fully-fashioned stockings instead of pantyhose.

My sister was now kissing Matron in a series of long slow kisses and Matron was responding, not overtly but you could tell she was coming around and giving in to her growing sexual excitement. The sight of these two heavily made-up redheads kissing and fondling was exciting me further and I kneaded Matrons plump thighs harder and humped her stockinged leg with long slow strokes.

I moved my hand under Matrons cami-knickers and stroked the outside of her pussy. It was so hairy and felt huge, unlike the tight little slit my Sister has, and Mom's was also small compared to the puffy fat mound I was now stroking. I poked a finger inside the flabby outer cuntal lips and felt a warm moist cave, the inner lips nearly as large as her labia majora; Matron stiffened slightly and then relaxed, her legs opening further.

I eased two fingers inside her cunt and positioned my thumb over her clit, it was hard and felt huge compared to my Mom's and Sister's; the inside of her hot wet cunt was loose and I eased my two remaining fingers inside her with no resistance. My cock was still humping at her leg and Sis was still kissing her and stroking her nipples; Matron had raised her hand and her red nail-polished fingers gently held my Sisters head and stroked her hair. The bitch was really hot for it now!

Eileen was now lying across the desk and leaning over Matron as she played with her tits and kissed her. She shifted position and crawled right up on to the desk and straddled Matrons waist. This caused my Sister's skirt to ride up and expose her lovely pantyhosed thighs and pantied ass to me. With my free hand I started stroking my Sister's mound through the nylon of her hose and panty crotch, feeling the heat and wetness there.

She allowed me to do this for a minute or two and then reached back and with her polished fingernail, slit open the crotch of her pantyhose in a neat ripping sound. She spread the lacy opening of her open crotch panties, exposing her sex, and started to work her body up Matrons torso until her cunt was positioned over Matrons face. As my Sister slowly lowered herself I saw Matron's tongue reach out to meet the delicious cunt descending on her. The smell of hot cunt was tangible.

I positioned my now rock hard cock against Matron's fat puffy cunt, I had opened the leg of her cami-knickers and pulled my hand out of her cunt with an audible 'plop'. I pushed forward and it was like entering a hot buttery cave as Matrons labia opened and my cock slid effortlessly inside her. Matron's legs rose up and locked around me, I pulled off my shirt and dropped my pants so I could feel those silky grey seamed stockings against my body. Matron gripped me and commenced pulling and pushing my body back and forth in a slow rhythm as I fucked her.

The feel of Matron's cunt was so different to Mom's and Sis's. It was loose and wet instead of the tight little pussies I had become accustomed to. My cock loved the different sensations of the slack, hot folds of Matrons gaping maw. Her labia wrapped around the base of my cock as my crotch slammed into her. Matron was controlling our fucking, gripping me tight with her stockinged legs, forcing me to slow down my thrusting to long, slow, deep strokes.

Sis was now groaning and I could see she was pushing her cunt up and down on Matron's face, increasing the speed of her cuniligal face fuck. I could hear Matron's muffled groans and my Sister began to whimper.

"OOOOHHhhhhh! OOOhhhhhh!"

It was obvious Eileen was close to orgasm as she rocked harder and faster on Matron's face. Suddenly she arched her back and pressed herself down on Matron's face.

"Cooommmmminggg!!" Eileen moaned, pushing a hand into her mouth to stifled a scream.

Then Eileen fell forward, her body shuddering as the last of her climax shook her body. She rested like that recovering for a couple of minutes as I enjoyed the sight of her straddling Matron and coming down from her high. I tried to increase the intensity of my coupling with Matron. She would have nothing of it and continued to keep me locked in the vice grip of her big muscular legs, ensuring a slow steady rhythm.

My sister dismounted Matron's face as a rider would a horse and she rolled to one side panting, her skirt still hiked up and her long pantyhosed legs spread. Now I really wanted to increase my sexual pleasure and give Matron a hard fast fuck. I gripped her stockinged thighs, and using all my strength, I pulled Matron's legs apart. I eased back and my cock fell out of her plump pussy with a slapping sound. Matron started to panic until she felt me start to twist her body and realised I was trying to turn her over.

Matron assisted me and rolled over so she was face down on the desk. I pulled her back towards me until her heels found the floor so she was bent over the desk. She looked delicious, bent over in her high heels with her seamed stocking encased legs stretched taught. I ran a hand up her silken shanks and clutched the hem of her skirt, which had fallen back over her rotund ass. I pulled the hem up and tucked it into the waistband of her skirt, exposing her panty-encased ass-checks. I pulled her cami-knickers down around her ankles and pushed forward so that the crown of my glans was just inside her gaping maw, then I pushed forward with all my might.

My cock slid into her slick wet folds and her labia greedily wrapped around the base of my cock again as I entered her fully, my crotch slapping against her soft round white ass. I then grabbed hold of the garter straps that held up her stockings and used them as reins as I commenced a hard fast fuck, pounding in and out of her sloppy cunt.

"You naughty boy!" Matron whooped.

"You, naughty, naughty, naughty, boy!!!"

"Naughty am I Matron?" I howled, "I'll show you naughty!"

I commenced a frantic in and out fucking motion that was accompanied the sucking sounds of her pussy as I pounded into her. My balls and crotch were soaked and her thighs and ass glistened with her love juices. Then it happened! I pulled back too far and my cock fell out her, in my haste to slam it back into her, the head rammed into the slick membrane of skin that separates her cunt from her ass. The force of my thrust and the slippery juices forced my cock to move upwards and plunge into her ass. It took me a second to realise what had happened, but then I realised I was having my first anal sex experience. My cock was buried to the hilt in her warm tight chamber, there was a slight resistance to my thrusts and a tight pulsing and squeezing on my cock coming from the walls of her dark hole.

"AAAGGGHHhhh!" Matron moaned.

"You naughty boy!!" Matron screeched.

"You are a very, very, very, NAUGHTY BOY!!!" she screeched.

As I recommenced my hard and fast fucking motion, this time in Matron's ass, I realised the bitch was enjoying it.

"Take it Matron!" I whooped.

"Take it deep in your asshole!" I whooped again as I fucked in and out of her tight hole, her ass spasmed around my cock and I drove it deeper, and deeper as her fat ass wobbled and swayed under the anal attack.

"Oh you are a naughty boy Mikey!" she gasped, almost out of breath,

"I'm commmming" I hissed and pushed my pulsating hard cock deep inside her.

I felt my member drive in as far it would go and her ass muscles grip and spasm all around it. Her fat white ass was shoved flat against my crotch and her stocking legs were forced hard against the desk. My cock exploded a torrent of semen in long juddering jets and I felt the hot jism wash around the head of my penis which had created a dam in her ass tunnel. I pulled on the reins of her garters and moaned.

"OOOOOHHHHhhhhh!!!"

Matron was quivering against me, I couldn't believe she was coming; having an anal orgasm as I raped her.

We both slowly came back to earth from our shattering orgasms and Matron went limp, whimpering in the last throes of her climax. I eased back and my now deflating penis popped out of Matron's asshole; my semen began to mix with her cunt juices and ran down through the folds of her pussy and on to her smoky grey nylons, staining them with our combined come. She turned around and pulled herself upright off the desk, her heavy makeup ruined by the face fucking she had given my Sister and by the exertion of our frantic fuck. I could smell my Sisters cunt on her breath as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled my face to hers and gave a hard sloppy kiss, thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth. She pulled back and smiled at me.

"See! I knew you were the sort of lad who would have more fun if I left my nylons on," she said.

 

To be Continued………………………………….

"Here Mike," she smirked and handed the pantyhose that only minutes before had been stretched around my cock.

"You might as well keep them, by the look of the that little wet patch and the smell of semen, you were been busy with them before I came in," Matron said, a smile on her face.

"Maybe next time you visit I’ll let you take these off," she said pulling on the gossamer sheer nylons on her legs.

I was just flabbergasted and almost beyond speech.

"Thanks Ma’am, I would love to," I stammered and walked out the door my head spinning. I heard her laughing to herself as I walked away stuffing her pantyhose into my pocket.

"But I bet you are the sort of lad who would have more fun If I left them on," she chuckled after me.

 Part VI

The Rogue Charizard

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Misty walked out of her gym, she and just completed a training session and was wiped. She looked up into the air and saw smoke. She wondered whether it was a fire lit by the rogue Charizard that had been lighting fires recently. She continued the half hour walk home, when she was about half way, on the deserted road; a shadow swooped down from above. Thick claws grabbed her and she screamed in fr

Fleeting Moments (Pt. 2)

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What CAN a man expect from a wife who had had sex with his best friend? What can one do, when they discover the truth and realize that everything is taken away from him?

 

Some may feel excited about watching a wife being fucked, used by a stranger or friend…

But what about those who don’t? What about those who had devoted almost their entire life to the family, to love and only ask for loyalty and trust from them…

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What about those who lose their wife to some measly asshole, just because, oh, he was better built and thicker/longer in length inside his pants?

 

What happens to those men who have a cuckolding wife?

 

….I didn’t want to think further. My relationship with my wife Chelsea has gone from bad to worse over the past few months. No matter what she did to win my trust or loyalty back, It was almost hard to accept her forgiveness, when those brief memories continue to replay again and again in my head.

Those words.

The moans, the screams, the smell of sex that disgusts me....

 

Each time when I see her, I imagine her lips on Roys, her touch that is given to him willingly...

And frankly, why can't I just divorce that bitch and get it over with?

Cause I deeply love her. Cause I...let us say, that I hoped that maybe, just maybe, affection and care would ascend through the needs for lust, and the sins of sexual desire.

But who am I fooling? The biggest fool here is obviously myself. Can she merely say goodbye to Roy, just like that? Can she really ask me for forgiveness when she had been lying to me for all these years? I know there are places where I can't match up to...certain attributes or traits, but does that mean that she has the right to betray a pledged, for the sake of her own needs and desires?

And all in the end, I'm still wallowing in the aftermath left by her and Roy. Sarah is innocent, but a resulting consequence of Roy's personal involvement into my life.

Not my blood. Not my child. And does that give me, me, the right to abandon someone I have kept close to me for all these years, just because she is not my own blood?

...No. From another perspective, she is the one that would be injured the most if word of this leaks out. And as someone who had looked after her for all these years...someone who raised her, played with her, cried with her...

Sarah....

....

 

So, what to say now, after all those times during that occasion? The time that I caught Chelsea with Roy, and their affairs behind my back...?

Each time when I see Chelsea, I could see the disgusting affair continuing in her eyes, those look of lust, compassion, whenever she averts her gaze and especially when Roy is nearby at work. Even when I'm at home, I can tell how they're secretly meeting each other elsewhere, somewhere...her notes that she's shopping, her false flattery to win over my trust again....the faint smell of masculine oder when she comes back late at night....

The false smile, the fluttery looks from Chelsea when she's alone, near the phone...

…And Roy’s snobbish attitude, by his gloating persona. I really wanted to hurt him. Bad. Yet, if word got out about this...especially to those under my supervision, to those that I lead in my R&D Division.....

Laughing stock. That is what I would be. In this world, there is no one that would give sympathy for those who have fell, or those who have been backstabbed. In this world and society, there is only criticism...is it not?

 

In a viewpoint, Roy had control over me because of my wife.

He had fucked her.

He had used her.

And she loved it. Every damn, single second.

And I didn't do anything about it.

 

I was sick of it.

I am tired of it.

Can someone really understand the torments one has to go through, to wait for a miracle from a false salvation?

No one but the person experiencing it.

Maybe it was this type of conceptual thought that I loathe...that I loathed so deeply....

Maybe... because I was so bitter inside from that moral thought that I didn’t notice Sarah coming up to me one day when I got home late at night. The weather was terrible, especially at winter time. Even though I personally like the season of winter…believe me. Driving a car on frozen ice is not a fun thing to experience.

 

I had parked the car in front of the garage, taking my time getting the keys out. Turning off the engine, I looked through the windows at my once home. My home now has become a desolate, alienated place to me. My home was the couch in my office, a barren room fitted with only a table, a desk with PC, and a small window overlooking the parking lot in my company.

I didn’t notice Sarah in her sweater and jacket walking up to the car, a frown on her face. Obviously something had happened between her and my wife, but I didn’t care anymore about what my wife did.

Let her ruin herself in the end.

 

Still lost in bitterness, I jumped slightly at the sudden knock at the car’s window.

 

Was I that lost in my daydreaming? Jeez….

 

Shaking myself up, I turned my head and looked in mute wonder at Sarah, leaning slightly forward with her face close to the window, her breath fogging up the outside exterior glass. Her eyes locked contact with mine, and both of her hands were rubbing each other in front of her chest, trying to keep warm.

 

Innocent. That’s the only way to describe Sarah’s actions.

 

“Dad…I need to talk to you.” She began in a hesitant voice as I began to get out of the car. Her eyes were solemn, uncertain in question. I blinked, not knowing what’s going on. Did Chelsea tell Sarah about me not being her father? Did Sarah know? Did Sarah wanted to say that he’ll stay with Roy, her true father and move in a new family with her mother, leaving me?

 

What was it? And finally…the biggest question.

Do I want to know?

 

“Can I….talk to you alone about it?” She questioned, motioning towards home.

 

 

“It’s about mom, dad.”

 

Great. Just great.

"And you two."

Ah? 

“What about it?” I responded.

"It's just...."

By this time, I've reluctantly opened the door to the house and moved in, with Sarah following close by. Locking the door afterwards, I repeated her question.

"It's just....?"

"Dad...you and mom have been acting strange recently..." She murmured, while we both went up to her room for some private talks. Chelsea evidently wasn't at home, and from past logic, I was fairly certain that she won't arrive back until tomorrow, from the complaints I've heard from Sarah a few weeks ago.

She sat down on her bed, while I sat next to her, giving a distant gaze toward a small picture of me, her, and my wife down in the beach a year ago....

And we were all so happy then....

"You know?" Sarah continued, hands pressed on her laps while she murmured. "The house is so quiet lately....you at work, and mom being gone for so long...

It's really lonely....everytime when I come back from school, and see that the house is so..." Her voice trailed off.

"Sarah....I..."

...Okay, so I was neglecting my daugh - Sarah -- for some weeks...and it was true that I was using my own work to distract myself away from the things that were plaguing me..but--

"What happened, Dad..? We were all so cheerful and happy a few weeks ago.....what happened...?"

Are those tears I see near Sarah's eyes, or is her involuntary shudder near the shoulders......?

She was rubbing her eyes distractedly, a little curling up downwards as she gave some small sniffs, clearly results of....

And me, looking from such a position...what can I do, but to hold her and hug her close, as she sheds some tears on my shoulder...?

I tried to comfort her, but seeing her in such a frail state, what can I do?

What can I do...?

"Sarah....shh...it's all right. It's all right...don't cry...."

"Dad....I feel like you and mom are separating.....is that why its so lonely...? Dad...."

"No! No...we're not separating...."

Like hell it isn't, but at an age like her, sometimes blocking the truth helps more than to expose it directly.

"Shh....it's okay....I'm here. It's okay..." I whispered, nuzzling my head against her forehead a little bit. Unknown to me, the close contact of my hug over her body is slightly improper, if not indirectly arousing to some extent. I've been neglecting my own sexual drives for some weeks, determined not to fall under the same category or commit the same act that my wife had done with Roy...and with all that sexual drive on hold, coming into contact with Sarah is awakening my libido from the closeness of our touch.

Maybe the contact was one out of compassion. Or is it because that she's sad, that I feel this pain, this need to stay close to her?

Whatever the case, my logical thoughts were being clouded. Her tearful eyes were still being shed, and without exactly realizing what I have done --

I kissed her.

On the lips.

Her body stiffened in slight surprise, but I had my eyes closed. It was a light kiss..nothing too obscene nor harsh, and after a few seconds, I felt her push back, her lips touching mine, brushing against mine....

Just a kiss.

This is probably the time that I momentarily lost my train of thought, and that I committed the....the....


To be continued --

.......................

Okay, so I intentionally left the next section out (ergo, the sexual actions out) and depending on the comments, I'll continue where I left off later.

So, comments, anyone? Part three will come up soon!

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Weenie Measure

A true story from the 70’s …

The weekend before summer starts, only two more days of school and yes I know already that I have failed. I have not applied myself in any way other than sports. Why have I not applied myself? Boredom with school subjects as my mind was always on the opposite sex, I swear I could smell their hot bodies anytime I was 3 feet to them. Oh well, enough o

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f the past, I’m slipping down to my friends’ to see if he wants to play, its drizzling and not much fun sitting looking out the window.

 

Doorbell rings and I stand in the rain. Ring the doorbell again and knock, yes the door is opening and his mom ushers me in while closing the door again. “Can Steven play?” I ask his mom.

 

“Steven and his dad when to the farm last night, they won’t be back till late Sunday night.” She replied.

 

My face fell saying something really downtrodden like, “Guess I’ll just go sit at home in this rain…”

“Well if you are in no rush, I’m baking cookies … would you like some?” she asked. To which I readily agreed and she helped me off with my rain jacket and boots, leading us off to the kitchen.

 

I sat at the side of the table, my eyes watching my best friends mother in her mini-skirt as she bent at the waist to peek into the oven, my eyes were glued to her pink panties cupping her beautiful bum.

She peeked over at me say, “Not quite ready yet, a little longer.” As she smiled and sat in a chair facing me, her skirt hiked up just enough on her thighs and her knees just that much apart to tease me with a full view of her panty mound. We small talked about school all the while I was looking between her legs and only once in awhile looking at her face. She got up once more in a slow wide open leg movement allowing me a great view and once again bent to peek at the oven. “Almost ready, I’ll just stay here they be ready that fast, did you want to peek at the cookies too?”

 

I got up a little awkward having began to sprout an erection and kind of squatted down in front of the oven at the same time noticing my head was lower than her short skirt and looked up sideways to her ever so slightly parted legs and those beautiful panties. “I don’t think the cookies are where your looking but then you never know!” she was still smiling as she had caught me fair peeking under her dress. I blushed and slowly was going to get up. “You don’t have to move, if you like that oven view better.” She slowly opened her legs a little more giving me an unrestricted view of her panty-clad muff. “Bet that is more pleasing … oh, the cookies are ready.” She gave me a wink.

 

I stood beside her as she set the cookies on a towel, “These be too hot for a bit, got to let them cool.”

She looked into my big brown eyes smiling said, “Guess we’ll have to go take the clothes out of the washer and place them in the dryer, then the cookies should be ready.” And off I follow her down the stairs; I hand the wet ones from the washer to her as she loads to the dryer. White shirt, white slip, white panty, another white panty, a bra (holding it by the straps so its open, another bra, another panty, blouses and so forth and I kept looking at her body bending to place them in the dryer. “Well, you definitely seen all my undies now haven’t you?” I blushed again.

 

She walked slowly up those old stairs and my eyes feasted on her swaying bottom and her V between her legs as she would often glance down to check if I was watching, then she’d smile and wink.

 

As we sat at the table eating cookies and drinking milk she accidentally spilled her full glass all down the front of her clothes and being a fast kid I grabbed the tea towel and began dabbing at her tummy and the puddle of milk pooled between her legs. “Ohhh darn, I better get these off and soaked right away before they stain, are you going to help or eat more cookies?” And off we go again, me following those sash-swaying hips into her bedroom.

 

I stood just inside the door as she stood facing me slowly undoing her blouse, which she took off dropping it to the floor, and then undid her skirt that slipped from her hips to pool at the base of her feet. My eyes were bulging out as she beckoned me over, “Come unhook my bra please” she said with some huskiness in her voice. My hands were trembling as I struggled with the clasp and once free stepped back.

 

Her eyes were fastened to my crotch. I glanced down and to my amazement I was sporting my typical aroused penis having been so close to a full-grown woman who now stood naked before me except her pink panties that well displayed her mound. “Well, you certainly do compliment a lady now don’t you. I forgotten, how old are you now?” she said licking her lips.

 

“Almost 14 ½ …” I replied when I finally got some moisture to my mouth.

 

"No really? Am I the first woman you have ever seen then?” she purred. “By the budge in your pants I’d have sworn you were much, much older.”

 

"No, I’m just 14 ½ honestly.” I croaked and blushed even harder.

 

"Well, we’ll just have to have a weenie measure to see if you measure up to what my eyes see…” and with that she slipped past me out the door still naked but her panties. In a minute she was back with a cloth measuring tape, “Ok my boy, drop my pants so we can see if I was right or wrong!” 

 

I stood there with my swollen penis pushing my pants taunt being somewhat hesitant to do what she asked. “Fair is fair, you seen more then just my washed undies, now we have to have an official measure.” She said as she slowly leaned down to undo my blue jeans. She tugged them down over the budge and I stepped out of them. Then her warm hand was in my shorts waistband and I could feel them slipping down till they slipped down to pool at my ankles leaving my swollen hard boner pointing straight out. “HOLY … you are bigger than my husband…hop up on my bed and lay down for the official weenie measure.” She cooed as she sat on the bed and wiggled closer.

 

“Now, are you ready or do you think it may grow more if its touched?” she asked licking her lips.

 

“Maybe, I don’t know … its pretty big now.” I said kind of quietly.

 

"Well let mommy measure it right now and then we’ll see if it grows more.” She purred softly.

 

 

She stretched the tape at the head of my penis then while holding my penis and the tape in her fingers she pulled the tape back to the base, “Oh My God, you are … 10 ¼ long … lets see how thick you are … ” now wrapping the tape around the circumference, “OHH jezzzz your 5 ½ …” She was wetting her lips constantly now. “Now mommy will play with it for a few minutes and see if it grows bigger” and her hand went to work slowly pumping up and down, fingernails dancing across the skin and cupping my balls till me hips started pumping slightly.

“Ummm such a beautiful cock you have … (my face registered a surprise look) … yes my lovely big boy, your penis is called a cock, spelled C-O-C-K … and mommy is going to measure it again.” And she repeated the process. “Ohhhhh your 11 inches long and just a touch under 7 inches around.”

 

 

“Now for being a good sport about measuring your weenie, you get to see me now.” And with that she slipped off those pink panties holding them towards me as she slowly knelt on the bed one leg on each side of my legs. Her fuzzy muff looked incredible as she moved up closer to my head, slowly drawing her panties across my nose she said, “Smell … do you like? Holding the crotch of her panties towards my mouth, would you like to taste it now … ummm, you like? Now taste the place that it came from, you been peeking at it all day so far.” With that she drew my head up into her crotch telling me to lick it and when I was doing that good, she rolled off to the side pulling me with her. Slip down and lick all you want now, play with your fingers …” and I did as I was told.

Mere minutes she was moaning and groaning, urging me to suck and lick her clit, then her fingers were there showing me where to lick and I did, I was enthralled by that hooded little (well it looked like a penis) but tasted like sticky honey as did that opening in her muff of hair. I found a wondrous small opening that just sucked my finger in and was amazed at how much she thrashed around the bed. Her voice increasing to a deep throated cry of “I’M CUMMING … oh gezzzz … OHHHH … EEEEEaaaa” Which she did many times, then suddenly she was fighting to get on top of me and I lay back.

Her legs on each side of me, she took hold of my very swollen large penis and guided me to her hair muff, as she slowly sat down my penis slipped into her and I was enveloped in a very hot wet place.

“Now mommy is going to fuck her lovely big boy” and she rocked her hips back and forth all the while swearing that I was many inches bigger than her husband, soon I felt her vagina ease and then she went wild. I was thrusting into her as she set the pace. “Good boy … Fuck mommy … fuck her tight cunt … spread me wide … Fuck me good …” and I was in heaven.

 

“OHHhhhh ohhhh I’m cummmmming … uummmmm ooohhhhh yessssss mmmmmmmmmummm”

She did this many times as her hand play in her muff, “Such a big cock for mommy … ummm so big”

 

 

I knew I was getting close; my breath was getting ragged as when I masturbated at night and I no longer had control on my hips that thrust up into the creamy hot cunt, then to her surprise she was being coated with fiery hot splashes deep against the walls of her cunt and then she let go with more hot creamy cum…” She lay down panting on me, before rolling to her back. “Ohhhh, you put so much cum in me, I’ve never had so much even when my husband does it twice in a row”

 

 

Some time later, she was tracing circles on my belly with her fingertips asking me, “Did my boy enjoy it? Would you like to learn some more about a woman, I have some time to show you.”

 

 

I eagerly nodded in agreement and she urged me to kneel between her legs; she pointed out her thighs, her pussy as she held it apart showing me those beautiful large lips and her clit and of course her vagina that she said I knew very well already. She had me kiss her inner thighs working my way towards her lovely pussy instructing me on what to do all the while she moaned and ohm’s constantly especially when I licked and sucked on her lips till she was begging me to use my finger in her as I licked or suckled her now swollen sensitive clit. Her silky creamy juices flowed as I lapped up that savoury honey till she begged me to again fuck her.

 

 

And fuck we did! Over the rest of the morning and into the late afternoon my cock was pounding into her as she slowed or speeded my efforts. I learnt that she loved to be in control and refer to herself as mommy (which drove me wild) as I did everything I could to improve my efforts to please her.

 

 

Almost every time I splashed cum into her she would say, “Ohhh, you naughty boy, you just put more baby juice into mommy, do you want me to be pregnant? What would I say to my husband? You better move it around inside mommy (as I kept pumping into her).” She was amazed at how long and hard I remained through our fun times.

 

 

When it was time for me to go home, she washed me up so no one would know we had been doing “bad things” together and then she held me tight to her as she repeated said, “You can never tell no one what we been doing, if you keep quiet about it we can keep having fun together.”

 

 

Well, I kept my promise for 40 years (till now) and we did have much more fun together but that’s for a different story.

 

 

If you want to hear more please email me at opbone11@yahoo.ca, I love to know your experiences as well.

 

 

It was fireworks again, part 2

Rodger-the-Dodger on Incest Stories

It was Fireworks...Again Part 2

A young girl longs for the real thing and learns her lesson, again.

After my Daddy caught me and my boyfriend in bed and then taught me a lesson, I laid in bed. The boyfriend had fled after being kicked in the ass by Daddy while he was fucking me, then Daddy made me explode and then he left me, too. I just rolled on my side, my groin still throbbing from all the activity. I pulled a sheet over me, thinking of what had just happened. How would I ever face Mom? Or Daddy? Or myself? I was scared to get up and wash my face and clean up but I finally did. Mom wasn't home yet and I heard Dad out in the garage.

That night, we sat around the table and I had nothing to say. "My, you're the quiet one," said M

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om. "Big test tomorrow," I said. The answer seemed to satisfy my folks and we finished our meal in virtual silence. That night, Daddy came to my room. I knew it was late because I was in a deep sleep. "I wanted to kiss you good night, honey," he said and reached down to kiss me on the forehead. "What happened is just between us. Don't worry," he said and I nodded and looked up at his face. The room was dark and he was a shadow. Then he sat on my bed and I could feel him moving under the covers, holding my sex which was all calm and cool and nice. His hand was hot and his fingers moving over my smooth skin. I parted my legs so he could feel me better and he did. Moving his fingers over my slit and soon I was wetting them and he slipped inside. It felt good and I lifted my knees for more. "I'll be home a little early tomorrow," he said and then he was gone. I played with myself and went to sleep, wondering about the new day.

Getting through that next day at school, waiting for it to end, was tough. My boyfriend Ferris wasn't in class and I didn't have to look him in the eyes, thank goodness! I mean, what could I say after we had gotten caught in the act. In the early afternoon I was already home. I took a shower and put on one of my party dresses. I wanted to look nice for Daddy, didn't I. It was a short dress that showed off my legs. Then I heard our front door open. "Daddy, I..." He put his hand against my mouth, saying, "Honey, I was wrong. I shouldn't have done that to you. You're my daughter and I love you." I was surprised by this, suspecting he was going to fuck me again. He walked out of the room and I was standing there, dumbstruck. I followed him to the garage. "Daddy," I said and he turned around, "I won't tell anyone. Besides, I liked it...really." I put my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder. He was very quiet and let me hold him. "I want to do it again," I said, and reached down to his waist, unfastening his belt. The garage door was closed and we were alone. I reached inside his pants and felt his penis which quickly hardened. I held him in my hand and he was soon all over me, under my dress. He was stiff and hot, especially when he felt my body. I was naked beneath my dress and he squeezed my ass, pulling my cheeks apart and slipping in between.

He was unzipping me and we parted so he could whip off my dress. I had on a bra. Nothing else. "Let's go to your room," he whispered and we were soon on my bed, hot, wet, licking and kissing. "It was so good. You made me cry," I said. "You hurt my ear when you bit on it," he said. I smiled and bit on his ear again, not drawing blood this time. "You know you are a dirty girl," he said. "Please punish me," I said and he turned me on my stomach. I felt a hard smack on my ass. It scared me and I cried out, "Don't." Another whack, this time harder and then he pet my smooth young ass and whacked again. It sent thrills through me. His slapping hurt me and made me hot, all at once. Pleasure mixed with the pain and my cunt was aching for his penis, I reached back and grabbed for him but could catch hold. "SO!" was all he said. Then he turned me over. "I have to teach you another lesson, don't I," he said. I just looked up at him, his fingers all over my wet cunt. He lightly slapped my cunt, again and again and then he kissed me and I felt his stiff penis along my slit. I was sore there and he was soothing me with the tip of him. I opened my legs and was desperate for him to plunge into me. I waited, legs open, knees up and he took hold of me and spread me some more, all the time his penis playing with my opening, teasing and making me hungry. "Are you ready for another lesson, you little slut?" he said. I just looked at him, pleading for him to fuck me, afraid we might have taken too long and that Mom would be home soon and then what would I do to cool down.

"Please, Daddy," I said and he spread me some more. I reached for his penis and got it this time. I was taking control. "Fuck me Daddy," I said, pulling his penis into me, thinking he might quit. He held off, resisting my pulling of him, taking my hand away. I didn't know what to do I wanted it so bad. Then he lifted me and put the tip on my lips. We were suspended and then he entered me a little. It felt so good to have my cunt lips opened and to feel his cock begin to enter me. I sighed in relief. "I'm going to teach you your lesson you hot little slut," he said. Then he pushed deeper, withdrew and pushed into me again. This time he was thrusting and I felt his balls against my ass. This was the best part and he got violent with me, thrashing and pounding against my tender little wet cunt. He spread me and fucked me and I began to shudder as my whole body was on fire, again, just like yesterday and he was breathing in my ears and kissing my mouth and saying how good I felt. I flexed my cunt to hold him and he shot into me. We were both slippery with out come and out of breath. I was at that point again. Just then the front door opened and closed. Our eyes opened. Damn! We knew Mom was home. He didn't stop though. In our moment of fright and surprise he punished my cunt a few more strokes, I was on fire and couldn't stop either as I lifted and squeezed him and held my breath, bit my hand to keep from crying out. It was fireworks, again. Then he left the room and I lay there on the bed, a sheet pulled over me, wondering when we would get another chance. Hoping it would be soon.

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Amju66 on Gay Stories

i'm 26 year old guy working in a private company as a accounting incharge. This is my real story in my life and ofcource added some extra words to it and moreover i'm not good in english please adjust with my gramatical mistakes. My company is big one having multiple branches in india. This is my first job but still stick with it because i got good salary,reputation and many more. This relation happened to me at mysore where i worked almost 3 years .

In my first 1 year carreer starts at chennai and then moved to myore branch. I had good team of 5 members when i join there but later its turn to single man army. After 5 months team size reduced to 3 people due to revenue loss of our company . i have good time with those experienced guys but that happiness lasts soon. One person moved to

Akele me randi bulai

virajvi on Indian Stories

Hello friends mera nam viraj hai mai 20 sal ka hu mai rohtak me job karta hu akele he rehta hu meri pehle koi gf ni thi an to hai or mai use kafi bar chod bhi chuka hu par uski story mai bad me sunaunga mai tab naya naya rohtak me aya tha company me mere boht sare frornd bane ladko me to sex ki bate hoti he h to ek din mere ek frnd ne muje ek number diya ki kabhi sex ka men kare to bula liyo.
Mane mazak me wo no le bhi liya.
Ek dopahr meri chutti thi mai room pe he tha kafk der se mere rum ke upar wale floor pe jo land lord bhaiya bhabi rehte the unki awaze aa rhi thi mane boht tim bad upar jake dekha to upr se sex ki awaze aa rhi thi mai khudko rok nai pa raha tha par control kiya or wapas aa gaya.
do din bad bhaiya be kaha ki aaj rt ko hume jind jana h ek shadi me mainw usi waqt soch li

Sex With Strangers 5

ritcheydrew on Gay Stories

I just got home. I wanted you to know that I just got to do and be what another man wanted. A cock sucking mouth.
I'm really not ashamed or emberassed to admit it. I love the feel of the head of a cock and all it's shapes and forms pushing in and out of my mouth. I have tasted lot's of different kinds of sperm. I have smelled and licked and felt all the different types of flesh imaginable.
I love them all and crave more. I may be making a turn to a 'sadistic' side of this all. And maybe it's that I want to be used viciously by maybe not one guy, but more than one. I mean that's the next step, right? I take care of one guy.. why not 2, 3, or more?!
Well let's just concentrate on tonight. I met a guy I have been talking to online for about 4 months now.
I am not going to
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bore you with all the stuff leading up to it. I want to concentrate on what I want to remember.
We met in a safe place. My lights on my car blinked, then his went on. I left my car, walking straight into his headlights so he could get a good look at me. I got in the back seat and it was a larger car, maybe a Lincoln or something. Big room in the back. I was on the floor between the back seat and the front. I heard some moving around and noises like he was turning off everything. He got out, shut the door.
He got in the back door across from me. sat down. Now we have talked about what I wanted to do for him and his involvement.
I wanted a dick in my mouth.
He wanted to have a man suck his cock for the first time.
He sat there, and i did what I crave for... I unbuttoned his pants, kinda slowly unzipped his pants. He had no underwear on. I smelled the heat of his crotch, his breathing, yet I didn't see his cock. I was kinda expecting to have a hard-on but he was flacid. I had to snake my hand into his pants to find his 'penis'. It was not a large one. I played with his soft penis and rubbed his balls a bit. he was very hairy, and ok, well he was 56 years old. But I didn't care about all that. I could smell urine, sweat, and his ass all drifting outta his open zipper.
Fuck all the emotions. I grabbed his pants. I was just angry and didn't care a shit. I pulled his pants down and cupped his balls in my hand. I caught a glimps of his face, and he looked older than I expected.
Face down on his cock. I sucked his soft penis into my mouth and worked it like a limp noodle. After about 10 seconds I started to feel it get harder and his hips started to shift and push up. 30 seconds into it, he had a full erection. Sorry to say, it was only like 3-4 inches. (I have yet to find a guy with a HUGE cock.. still looking, cause if one exists locally.. i'll let him fuck my ass) So I was slurping and sucking hard down on his cock. I don't know how I know to do what I can, but maybe it's just that I have a a penis and know what I'd love to have done to me... so I was crouched sideways in the back seat of this old mans care, his hard cock in my mouth and he's making this "hungahungahunga" noise.
I kinda think he's done this before, because he started to call me names. "oh you young fuck face" and "fuck me you boy slut" I almost laughed a few times..
Even though he told me he had never had another guy suck his cock... come on. And I didn't care.
It only took me a total of 30-50 seconds to make him cum. It was not that warm in my mouth, it was not thick or heavy.. mostly precum and juice and probably more urine than cum. But I ate it all. I did the right thing and sucked on his cock till he was soft again. it's only polite.
That was tonight. And I'm still wanting more. I should of planned it better, and I think I really need more than one guy at a time. Forced Sex? Sure. Come visit me and we'll see.

ritcheydrew@yahoo.com