Published Sex Stories

She said no and meant yes

Storky on Forced Stories

My friend and I had been masturbating together for a few months and had recently begun to suck each other off. We hadnt begun to ejaculate so we could suck and not have cum in our mouths. We really enjoyed sucking and wanking each other off - it feels better when somebody does it for you. We had only just started sucking and that was great. It was our first time doing 69 together as before we just sucked each other cocks till we came.

This afternoon his sister who is  13 came in and caught the two of us doing 69 on each other. She got all nasty and said she would tell on us. I had played with her before and I had fingered her and she had masturbated me. Her brother didnt know we had done it so I didnt say anything or threaten to tell on her for masturbating herself.

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d to stop because of her and she threatened to tell on us. I couldnt say much because of what we had done together before and I didnt want her brother to know what we had been doing together a few times already.

I went home which was only a few houses away and not long after she came to my house and said she was sorry but she had to do that because her brother had begun to pester her to let him  fuck her and she said brothers and sisters shouldnt and wouldnt let him.

She said she would do it for me if I liked and I could finger her so we could still be friends. She undressed herself and I di the same and got on my bed. She was wanking me and asked what it felt like to be sucked and I said it felt great and would she like to do it to me. She said no she wouldnt like my cock in her mouth and I said it was all right nothing came out of it.

She still said no so I left it. She was still happy to wank me and let me finger her. I was really giving her a great time and fingering her and rubbing her clit and she was really having fun. She had an orgasm pretty soon after. Then she said after she came she didnt feel ,like it any more and I said I wanted her to finish it for me and she said she didnt want to.

I got a bit wild and I grabbed her and got on top of her and I said I would fuck her if she didnt. We struggled and I was too strong for her and I managed to get her on her back and get her legs over my shoulders spread her cunt open and got my cock and forced it into her. I was holding one of her arms down as well and she was really fighting me off. The feeling of it going into her was fantastic, I could feel her cunt all tight and wet and warm as I forced it deep into her. As I got it in I held her other arm and looked down at her and she looked beautiful, she was mad and fighting me. Her nipples were all red but she didnt have much tit yet. She was shaking her head and I had not realised how beautiful she was when she was mad.  

It felt absolutely fantastic, it was my first time fucking a girl and I never believed it could feel so good. I was so excited that I had my cock in her, and she was trying to buck and fight me off her but I got down right on top of her and held her down. I kissed her nipples and she stopped fighting me and as she did I looked at her wild face and before she realised it I was kissing her. I had never felt so good ever before, I was fucking my first girl and kissing her and she was all fired up and wild - I never would have believed it could feel so good.

As I kissed her , which I had not done before , she calmed down and let me keep kissing, he legs were now forced right down on her shoulders as I lent forward to kiss her and my cock was as far as it would go into her. She broke away and said its ok I will let you now just let me get my legs off your shoulders, I promise you can keep it in me. 

I leaned back and she got her legs off my shoulders and sort of wrapped them around my back and pulled herself onto my cock, it felt fantastic, then she said kiss me again and I did and as I kissed her she and I fucked each other as she started to fuck me at the same time I was fucking her. My cock kept popping out and then it went straight back in without having to touch it.

We did it for about 10 minutes before I came and that was the end of it.

Afterwards we both said how good it was and she said she wanted me to do it again after. I did.

After that we did it nearly every day until I started to ejaculate.

That stopped us for a while but by then we were both doing it oral on each other so we got bye on that until I got some condoms and we started all over again. Her brother tried to fuck her a couple of times but she screamed and kicked him where I told her to and sfter that he didnt try again. She was mine.

  

Truth or Dare

Lizzie on Lesbian Stories

Truth or Dare…………….

I unclasped my black lace bra and it slowly slid down my arms leaving my round tits fully exposed. My nipples became erect immediately upon contact with the cool air. One of my best friends, Tess started to caress and suck my left breast as soon as my tits were e

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xposed. My other friend Kate, was busy fingering her pussy while Tess and I had our encounter on the sofa……………………

Our evening started out innocently enough, earlier that day we had all been bridesmaids in a wedding.   After the reception we headed back to Tess and Kate’s condo for more champagne. We sat in the living room, all of us still wearing those hideous long black satin dresses.   Kate refilled our glasses as soon as we downed our drinks. Kate and Tess had been lovers since meeting in college 5 years ago. I met them when I joined the accounting firm where they both worked.

Kate was the one who suggested that we play strip poker; I was just buzzed enough from the champagne to second the motion. Tess lost the first hand and promptly stood up and slid out of her satin shroud. Tess was not wearing a brassiere, and as her dress fell to the floor, she caressed her breasts making her nipples very erect. Kate lost the next hand and slipped out of her black satin nightmare and long slip. Unlike her lover, Kate had on a very reveling sheer black bra with thong panties to match, topped off with black thigh stockings.   Tess lost the next hand, stood up and pulled her long black slip off as well as her panties, leaving Tess in only black thigh highs and stiletto heels.  

I lost the next hand, removing my dress, leaving me in my black lace bra and skimpy panties. After I had removed my dress, both Kate and Tess complemented me on my body, I have to admit I look pretty good; I have large round breasts, long legs, and a firm ass. Kate then decided we should play truth or dare; she dared me to kiss Tess or answer a personal question. Before I could decide, Tess put a lip lock on me. I have to admit when she put her long hot tongue in my mouth I enjoyed it and reciprocated; we kissed for several minutes. I had never kissed a woman before and found it strangely exciting.

When Tess and I were finished kissing, Kate asked Tess “Truth or dare?” Tess quickly replied “Dare” “Ok then, Tess I dare you finger your pussy for us.” Tess wasted no time in spreading her legs and began pleasing herself in front of us. I watched mesmerized as she slid her right hand down to her smooth hairless pussy and rubbed her clit to an erection. All I wanted to do at that moment was slide my hand down my panties and finger fuck myself. I had never been so turned on in my life.   Kate then told Tess, “That’s enough for now Tess, it is Jana’s turn.” I wasted no time in asking Kate “Truth or dare?” Kate quickly took dare, and I dared her to remove her panties and bra and play with her clit.       As I watched Kate pleasure herself, I slipped out of my damp panties reveling my red manicured snatch and unhooked my brassiere, Tess began to caress and suck my right breast. I began to finger her sopping wet cunt and bring her to a climax. Kate came over, and she and Tess pulled me down on the sofa, Tess began to finger my wet pussy while Kate kissed me and fondled my tits. She and Tess began to take turns fingering me and sucking my clit, I lay on the sofa with my legs spread wide and they did me. I climaxed twice before they were through.

When they were done with me, I started to bite and suck Kate’s tits until she started to moan. I got on my knees and worked my way down to her shaved pussy; I pulled her lips open and began to flick her clit with my tongue. In no time at all, she climaxed and then it was time for Tess………………………

 

 

 

 

 

 

I like to see mom`s home

Dirtyboy127 on Incest Stories

 

Note : This story is completely fictional!
My momma habitually visits her parents, they are living in the next town it is more than 150 miles away from our town. Both are above 70 aged and lives with their elder daughter (she is widowed with no children) she is 45 and she indulgence them very well. My mom has two sisters and one brother the other sister is her younger and the brother is the eldest he is living in abroad and the younger sister is in our state, which is next to our district.

One weekend mom planed to visit my moms parents she asked me to go along with me to visit them because the journey is very bored to her I tell her sure , it is a winter time there is my aunt saraswathy welcomes us, some about her She has a amazing figure like la

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rge ass cheeks, very large boobs. I love the shape of her body and Navel. She always wears a saree below her navel mostly revealing her figure. As time went I wanted her real bad, she is simply irresistible sexually, though she is conservative by nature but she knew how to wear a saree. Who knows if she knew that she had a good figure? Frequently either while taking bath or otherwise I would fantasize her and masturbate 

After we had gossip with her for a while, she asked to freshen up and boiled water for bath, as their geyser was out of order. Both of us mom and me are too tired. so we go to our room there is three bedroom one is used my grand parents, next room is my aunts and the other is small for visitors there is a single coat bed is put for the guest so she request me to share her bedroom it is convenient to me, all the bathrooms are bath attached. When the hot water was ready she arranged it in their bathroom and asked me to proceed for bath before eating for our dinner. I undressed in the bathroom and started fantasizing about her and massaging my cock. She is gorgeous and very attractive, especially you feel like you should have sex with her on seeing her dressed up the way she dresses revealing her sexy figure in a saree. After I had ejaculated, finished my bath and ready to dinner. After the dinner mom and aunt wash the dish and talk with their parents some family matters I am bored about their talk so went to see a movie on TV

After an hour mom gone to bed she ask me hony! Are you no to go sleep? aunt is wait for you. ok momma just I will go. I replied her but my aunt came to me tell me she is very tired so she want to sleep come on it is very late to bed. I walked with her to the bedroom. This is the first time I Sleep with her, In home I have a room so I am alone in my bed it is a long time since any body share with me the bed. My aunt is no won her nightdress it is very sexy o see her in that dress her boobs and asscheeks are extra bulged over the dress It is increased my heart beat and my sixteen year old prick is getting hard I covered the blanket over my body she dressed her long hair before go to sleep and tied with ribbon. Then she lay down next to me. “hony are you sleep”? No “amma” (I call her as my momma) I answered. then she gave me a hug. I felt a warm shiver go all over my body.

I could smell her perfume, but not as I always had. There was something else that I wasn"t aware of in that smell now. I turned over and finally fell asleep. I woke up to feel my aunt hugging me close and to my cock, which had swelled. Luckily, I had been
laying on my side so it didn"t touch her. But I want to turn her side after some time I slowly turn to her. I also hugged her after a while I slowly take my hand to between her thighs and placed it accidentally on her mound. This time she woke up and she ask me “hony anything else you want to drink water?” are you any trouble to sleep? No ! amma! I replied still my hand placed her mound she moved moreover close me. My cock is began to grown it is now touched her belly she feels that she ask me “hony is it hurt you?” “nnnnno amma” I afraid to her anything wrong happens. She slowly take her hand and grab my cock out side of my underpants. She hugged tightly with the other hand again, this time though aunt could feel her nephew push hard into her, I could feel her titties pressed hard into my chest and her nipples were burning into me over the night dress it is very large size. I pulled my aunt closer, tighter and pressed my still very erect cock into the soft flesh of her thigh with her hand, But suddenly she said to me hony its ok, I know about boys and I know that sometimes these things happen, but I"m your mommy ‘s sister like your mom hun, you shouldn’t have those feelings for me". I moved back to the bed and tell her "amma I’m so sorry I am so ashamed, its just that i cant help it, i get this feeling, all the time, and seeing you like that I just couldn’t stop myself" Ok hony sleep but I won’t to sleep in my eyes my aunts huge ass and boobs are dancing how could I sleep after some times again my hand placed her mound this time my finergs touched her hairy cunts top again she woke up and take my hands and tell me “What the hell do you think your doing?” she yelled as she pushed me away from her, I already tell you it is wrong “We shouldn’t be doing this…it’s wrong.” “ But… I love you very much amma I can’t control myself and “I have dreamed about you doing that for the longest time”. "son, that’s incest- it’s disgusting and immoral." But…’amma”! Ok hony I do some for you then she pulled my throbbing cock from my underpants and she move her hands up and down it feels me her soft hand like hole I dreamed it is her cunt just two minuets she do but I cant spray my sperm. She asked nonchalantly “at what time you jerk when you masturbate”. Half an hour I take to jerk amma I replied her she kneeled between my thighs and slowly take my cock knob in her mouth. She sucked fervently, and it is every close to coming suddenly she stoped and she take her dress up in the darkness I coud’nt see her massive body but I feels her naked ass cheeks touched my thighs then she slowly sit my thighs my organ is now easly goes her wet cunt A wet, slurping sound occurred as all of my teenage meat stabbed inside her
experienced cunt. She let out a cry of surprise and total pleasure. Her eyes opened wide and looked at me in wonderment. But I kept on fucking her cunt, and finally she just closed her eyes again and fucked along with me.. She moaned ‘aah .. aah ..aah’. I could make out the curvy shapes of aunt"s desirable body. Her 42dd breasts bounced over me. I reached out with my hands and played with them. She moaned with pleasure and I
felt her cumming. She made no effort to stop, and neither did I. She leaned closer to me, pressing those breasts against me. "Suck them, suck them like you used to your “amma”
when you were smaller," she demanded out of me. then she moved her cunt to my face and order me lick baby lick your ammas pussy I like her pusssy smell her cunt lips are very big and it feels like a two lips and he clitoris is a thump sized I like the size so first I lick her clit like a chuyingam I pull it from her cunt it is like an elastic rubber She moaned I could feel the steam rising from it, She has hairy pussy it spreads hip to hip and back to her asshole I ran my fingers through the hair they would lightly touch her pussy lips making her terribly horny.

“Aaaaaiiiiiieeeeeeee…ahhhhhh…”

I moved my hands slowly catch to her Ass.I pressed and squeezed her sweat ass hardly I tried to separate her ass cheeks.I can"t suceed completely because her heavy asscheeks are very huge.

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Then she fell beside me and pull mr her body and my head push to down

I know what she want Her hand fiercely pulled my head into her cunt as her orgasm hit her. 
She let out a long groan and shrunken on the bed. I didn’t let her go and lifted her big legs over my shoulder I continued licking her cunt. My deft tongue attacked her clit again and again and she responded by inundating my aching tongue with her spending. 

I intended to continue nonstop but she forced my head away from her cunt and covered it with her hands. 

“Please stop.” “It’s tickling.” she murmured me I stood from my place and slipped beside her. Do you like ammma? mm! she answered are you ever lick pussy before son. No amma this is very first time But your are a very good pussy licker I like it do you want more play with your “amma” yes I replied with blissfully then climb over me and put your thing in to my pussy I climbed over her big body I feels her big boobs stood like two mounts I lick one its nipple it is like a bullet. My hand left her tits and roamed over her body, exploring the delicate curves…enjoying the feel of her hot flesh. I caressed her naked thighs…the thick patch of bush covering her cunt mound, feeling the wetness of her orgasm seeping out of her fanny. Finally, my fingers grabbed her big ass cheeks.


I pinched her swollen nipple with my teeth, lapping my tongue across the tip. I bit her teat little hard.
“Ohhh…! Son…” Her hands gripped my head and she pushed my face into her creamy tits.
I chewed and sucked, while my hands began squeezing her ass cheeks…my cock still rubbing against her wet cunt.

I chewed and sucked, while my hands began squeezing her ass cheeks…my cock still rubbing against her wet cunt.

I took old of my cock and rubbed its head against her heated snatch. 

I felt my cock swell with a maddening rage. 

I grabbed her leg and lifted it high in air. With other hand I forced my cock into her pussy. Her cunt was soaking wet…my cock easily moved into her well-lubricated snatch. amma whimpered with delight. 

My cock sliced into the soft scorching depths of my aunt’s cunt. It felt like a hot enclave around my cock. 
“amma yours is so fuckin" hot,” I groaned, ramming again my cock into her bighotsnatch“Do you like my cock inside you?”

“Ohhh… yessss!” She squealed…her body quivering with pleasure. “Ohhh…son it feels so good inside me.” 

I took my free hand to her boobs and gripped them, squeezing and pinching them forcibly. I began humping her cunt from behind. I could feel her cunt-muscles tugging at my cock.
I was determined to make it a long lingering fuck, that both of us would remember for a long time. I was hell bent to enjoy the moment to the fullest.

I slowly pushed my cock out of her cunt until only the tip was buried inside then rammed it back into her horny pussy slowly,

“Please don’t stop.” she moaned, forcing her cunt back onto my cock. “Fuck me son, fuck me.”


My mind spun with delight as she begged me to ram her cunt.

“Take it amma Its all for you.”

I pushed my cock forward, forcing it deep inside her quivering pussy. She whimpered loudly as she felt my cock buried to the hilt inside her.

I fucked her harder, increasing my speed.

I could feel my ball slap her big ass with each stroke.

The scorching heat of her pussy, and the throbbing enclave of her velvety cunt muscles around my cock were driving me crazy with lust. I dug my fingers into her squiggle hips and slammed my cock into her pussy working it inside her well lubricated cunt in a to and fro motion. 

My hand left aunt’s boobs and it roamed into front of her cunt. For a moment, I felt the touch of my own cock moving in and out of her delicious cunt. Then I began playing with her clit, taking it between my fingers and rubbing coarsely. 

“Yeahhhhh…!” She screamed. She gripped my hand playing with her pussy and forced it to her clit. “Rub it son. Ohhh…yeahhhhh…”

Lifting her leg higher with other hand, I pounded her pussy relentlessly, my cock sawing into her bushy cunt with a frenzied speed. 

“Ooooooo…son.” She rolled her hips, trying to arrest the full length of my cock in her soft folds. “You’re better than your uncle he never fucked me like that. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh…harder…harder.” 

My hips began lunging faster to fulfill her request; my cock stabbed into her pussy…my groin smashing against her ass again and again. Aunt’s cunt was dripping wildly, bathing my piercing cock with a thick creamy coat of her love juice. I felt her warm sticky juices oozing into my thatch and to my swing balls. With every down ram my balls were banging against her bush covering her flashy pussy lips. 

“Yessss!” aunt was delirious with rapture. She squealed as I pounded into her pussy. “Ooooooo, sonl. Give it to me! Ram it!”

I increased my speed, slamming hard, and aunt “s screaming urging me to fuck her harder I want panting with effort. I could feel my balls getting ready to fill their first shoot into my aunt’s luscious pussy. 

“I’m gonna shoot amma” I growled with lust, lunging faster and harder. “Where do you want it…amma?”

“Come inside me…son,” She wailed. “I want it all…every drop of it.”

My hand, holing her leg high in air, had begun to ache by now; yet I continued pounding my mother’s pussy. I wanted her to be happy…very happy…at the end of our fuck session. My balls began to churn, any time ready to explode.

“It’s coming amma…I’m cumming.” I shouted with rapture drilling my cock in and out of her heavenly pussy.

My cock exploded, spurting hot thick globs of cum from my pisshole, Jet of cum shot from my dick. Like white-hot lava they landed on inundating my aunt"s pussy. Though my body became rigid with pleasure, I didn’t stop reaming her cunt…my cock continued plundering her pussy. It worked as it ignited my aunt’s orgasm also.

“Ooooooo…maaaaaaaaaaaaa…” She cried suddenly. “What’s happening to me?”

Her body went into a state of frenzied shiver…writhing and twisting. Her cunt muscles tried to squeeze my cock in her soft tight folds. Her head dropped on the pillow and she worked her thighs to clutch my cock into her grip.

I didn’t relent and lunged into her cunt again and again, though at a gentle pace now. I could feel her own spending suddenly flooding her pussy. I pushed hard my prick into her pulsating pussy.

I continued plowing her pussy with all of my might…my cock spurting thick gooey gobs. 

“Ooooooo…son, I never felt like that before.”

I lowered her leg; our bodies remained entwined…my fast shrinking cock still inside her pussy. It had stopped ejaculating and was gently floating in the mixture of our released love fluids. aunt’s pussy was convulsing occasionally indicating that she was still lost in rapturous feeling sweeping through her body. 

“You liked it amma.” I took my hands to her boobs and squeezed it. 

“That was wonderful…son…never felt like that before.” She spoke absentmindedly, releasing her grip from my cock.

My cock slipped out of her pussy, resting over her inner thighs at the junction of her cunt and anal crack. For a few seconds trying to calm down from the fantastic fuck I just had. And laid next to her. Both felt exhausted from their lovemaking. After some times she talk to me son it is very sin you know it I am like your amma it is punishable sin when blood relations each fuck don’t tell it anybody do you like me yes amma I told her Do you like to do with your amma I mean santha your own amma. No it is sin I don’t like to seem to be as her like my sex partner. (But in my mind I fantasize about my own amma every so often I masterbated when she take bath on her bathroom I tweeting her bath room) Some silence grown between us then we fell to sleep but the worse with my own amma it is happened. 
That I will tell next to you

To be continued...


Hypnotised at a Party, Makes Him My ex.

Sultrybuxombbw on Mind Control Stories

My husband, the one I had before Steve and I got together, and I were at a party, just casual wear and a little flirting. Well, he knew I was always horney but never did not just how until tonight. THere was a clinical hypnotist there and he was doing the usual party things, making people act like dogs and stuff. Well, Diane, my soon to be lover, was friends with, Gene, I think was his name. She brought me over and said, "Gene, do Teresa, make her my slave." Everyone laughed and I did too. I had known that she liked me but we had never done anything. Gene said he could try but I amy not be the right person. If I did not want to then he may not be able to do it. We had all had a few drinks and I had a nice buzz going so I laughed and said, "Oh hell, go ahead

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." I sat in front of him and he began speaking to me, softer and softer till I drifted off. Suddenly I was there again and I said, "Well go ahead, do me." Everyone laughed and said that he had me under for 10 min. I found later that he had made Diane my master and all she had to do was say the trigger phrase and I would do anything she said.

I sat down next to my husband and talked a while. Diane came over and put out her hand and said, "Come dance wih me Teresa." I took her hand and went with her to the center of the living room floor. She put her arms around me and her body against mine and her face on my neck and we began dancing slow. I felt warmth spread over my body. "Do you know what Gene commanded you to do?" she said. "What" I asked her. "He said you will do absolute,y everything I tell you too and you will remember all of it and you will not stop till I say so." "Yeh right." I said laughing not knowing everyone was watching and that the first command had already happened. "Okay, I will show you" she said, "Take of your clothes and keep dancing with me and then undress me and we will make love her in the middle of the floor." I saw myself step back and drop my dress and bra and thong to the floor and then move to her and undress her. We began kissing passionately there and soon were in the middle of the floor eating, sucking and licking each other all over. I saw everyone watching and some undressing and knew I was doing it but did not care.

Diane and I laid there after a  few orgasms and I began to suck her tits again and she stopped me, "Now dear, everyone in the room that wants you to give them oral pleasure, male of female, you will do. You will swallow every man's cum and eat every woman's orgasm that wants you to do them. Do it now." She kissed me and I got up and went to the first man I saw, "Can I suck you off?" I said and dropped to my knees in front of him and pulled his cock out not waiting for an answer. I became frantic, sucking him fast and soon he filled my throat. I got up and moved to the next guy, he was already waiting with his cock out. On my knees again I sucked him off and kept going around the room. 5 men and 3 women later my husband came over and took my arm, "Let's go slut." he said. "No, I can't, I have too many left to take care of." "Great, see my laywer when your finish." he said and left. I did not even care but kept on doing the men and women near me. I sucked so many that my jaws were getting sore but I had to keep going. Diane came o me and said, "Okay Teresa, that will be enough." and suddenly I stopped. I stood there waiting to be told what to do next and Diane said to the room, "Any ideas? What does Teresa do now." A girl whispered to Diane and she laughed.

"Okay Teresa, you are going on a scavenger hunt. You will go with some of us and we will find as many different people from different ethnic groups as we can. You will have sex with as many as we can find until we reach, 15 different ones. All out sex, understood?" "Yes" I said and started for the door. "Who is going with me?" I said. Diane and 4 more got in a van and I was totally naked and we drove to the store. There was a Pakastanie inside and I got out and went in and went behind the counter and unzipped his pants and sucked him as if we were in private. He filled my throat and I said thanks and went to the van. Two black guys drove up and I went to them and got in the back seat and they fucked the hell out of me and I sucked them off. We moved to the edge of the lot and I was waiting and soon a girl from Mexico came up in her car alone. I got out, still naked and went to her. "Can I eat your pussy?" I said and she just looked at me. I was on my knees and moved her against the car and lifted her skirt and pulled her panties aside and began eating her. She moaned and soon I had eaten her orgasm. I stood and walked to the van. I was out all night with the friends and Diane kept count. Number 15 was the most difficult but about sunrise I found a girl that was Chinese and she pulled me into her car and attacked me as much as I did her. When I finished they took me home and I walked in naked. Diane told me that the command was finished until she asked me to dance again. My husband had my bags packed and he threw me the keys to my car. "Get the fuck out" he told me and I took them, still naked and left and drove to Steve's house.  That was the best night that I had.

I am Mantanko...the white pussy destroyer chapter 1

porkandbeans on Teen Stories

My name is Mantanko...I am a 10,000 year old deamon who last lived as a
mortal in a small African village of what is now Botswanna. I was a warrior
and a tribal chief with manny wives when I was killed in the battle with a
neighboring tribe. My feirce heart was respected by all that I encountered
and my spear feared.....even by the spirit world to which I was sent. It
seems that even the d

More than perfect

mibrainisdead on Teen Stories

This is my third story and the sequel to “She Was Perfect”. The story is longer than the original as I tried to build a good plot with lively details to make the story more interesting. This part talks about Dave and Gwen’s date Sarah was walking. No, not walking. Marching. No, even that seemed to demean her state of mind. Storming –yes, storming was the right word. Sarah was storming towards the… thing that was called Dave Mathews. People all around her were getting out of her way from fear of getting verbally slashed into non-existence. She appeared alive with energy, static seeming to ripple along her shoulder length blonde hair. The reasons of her anger, though various and complex, could be simplified into two words: Gwen Mitchels. Her girlfriend had bee
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n spending an inordinate amount of time with her ‘friend’. She was getting better grades in English, sure, but there was something she was hiding. It had been three weeks since she had met the guy at his house. Ever since, Gwen had changed. She giggled at awkward times, was often caught daydreaming and was even spending less time on her phone! What kind of girl spends less time chatting with her best friend? Sarah thought. Something was wrong and she was determined to find out what. Even if it meant talking to Mathews. Mathews. The name itself repulsed her. She knew that guy was trouble. If only Gwen had listened to her… She glared at her prey, which was still unaware of its impending doom. She reached him and took a deep breath. She was going to need it…. * * * Gwen was feeling giddy. She had been thinking of Dave. Again. She always thought of Dave these days. She giggled. Everything about Dave made her giddy: his hair, his soft perfume, his clothes, his attitude… his body. Ah, his body. So many things she liked about it. She had fantasized, oh how she had fantasized…. She was going to meet him and get a little… something, to make lunchtime more enjoyable. She heard Dave before she saw him. He appeared to be in the middle of an oral scuffle but she couldn’t identify his ‘opponent’. She cleared her way through the small crowd, not more than twenty students, and found her best friend arguing with her new… hubby? Guy? Boyfriend? They hadn’t even dated yet…. Well, she found her arguing with Dave. Arguing was a small word. World War III came to her mind when she saw their faces. They were both contorted with fury and an unnatural… bestiality. Dave was clenching his fists so tightly they were blanching. And Sarah. She had curled her slender fingers into claws that reminded her of a vulture. Or a hawk. She opened her mouth in response to what he had said and what followed was the loudest and most imaginative swearing she had ever heard. Dave answered with anatomical references. She caught a glimpse of the exchange: scrotum sucker, balled-up anus, whoring vagina, unfucked… what was it? Whoa! She couldn’t believe he had said that. Sarah was stunned for a second then her eyes turned cold and her left hand swung towards Dave’s eyes. The latter grabbed her hand and his fist was a blur as it moved towards Sarah’s nose. Gwen closed her eyes and waited for the meaty smack and the loud pop that announced broken cartilages…. She opened her eyes a bit and saw that he had stopped a mere inch from the organ. He flicked out his index instead, brushing the tip of Sarah’s nose, and spoke in a tone she had never heard him use. His eyes were colder than the chicken her mom had thawed yesterday. “If you weren’t Gwen’s friend…” His voice trailed off, full of menace and unspoken agony. He turned and thundered off, leaving a discomfited Sarah and a shocked Gwen in his wake. She turned to look at Sarah who was still looking in Dave’s direction. Apparently, she didn’t notice her as she walked to the restroom and slammed the door behind her. Sarah started after her and quietly slipped inside. She saw Sarah bent over a sink, her blonde hair hiding her face. She was muttering something under her breath. Sarah took a deep breath and walked to her. “What was that all about?” Sarah whirled around, eyes wide. “What was what all about?” “That little exchange out there.” “You heard that?” Sarah asked sheepishly. “Difficult not to.” “Okay, it’s like this. You’re spending way too much time with that Dave shit. You’re not returning my calls, we barely hang out anymore and you even skip lunch. What’s got into you?” Gwen scoffed. “What I make of my time is none of your business. And since when have you become obsessed with me?” “We’ve been friends forever and you’re basically blowing me off!” “I’m taking some me time. So what? Sarah, you should learn to share.” “Share? With whom?” she asked suspiciously. “Like I said, none of your business.” She turned and left the restroom. She couldn’t believe Sarah was so childish. She went to the cafeteria and looked for Dave. He was alone in a corner, eating his Jell-O in silence. She took her platter and made her way to him. Nobody cast her another glance as she was wearing a baggy jean and a loose tee with a denim jacket. She sat down in front of her lover and met his eyes. He looked away for an instant before looking back. He was ready to listen. Not talk, not yet. She bit into her sandwich, chewed slowly, swallowed and took a sip from her juice. Dave was still looking her in the eyes. They ate, never letting their eyes stray from their required position. “What happened?” She knew she could expect an honest answer. Vague, no doubt, but still honest. “You saw?” “Yeah.” “Sorry about that. It was too much. I couldn’t take it. I snapped.” He shrugged, as if it could have happened to anyone. In fact, in could happen to anyone. “You haven’t answered my question.” He sighed and leaned back into his chair. “Sarah was asking about you. She was talking about stealing her friendship and bla and bla and crap. I was okay until she mentioned my mom. Something about a skank or a ho. That was too much.” “I’m glad you didn’t punch her lights out.” “I respect your friendship, I just don’t respect her. That’s why I stopped.” “You’re really sweet, you know,” she said, pinching his cheek slightly. She smiled and leaned towards him. “We still got ten minutes before the bell.” He looked up and cocked an eyebrow. “Only ten?” “Ten is enough.” * * * Sarah was going to her English class when she heard something move in the janitor’s closet. She silently came closer. She heard a grunt and a moan. This was probably some stupid kids getting some R-rated action. She put her hand on the doorknob and suddenly pulled it open. Her jaw hit the floor. Gwen was sitting in Dave’s lap, who was sitting on a bucket. Their faces were close together but Gwen’s long brown hair was hiding what they were doing. The closet was small and untidy. There was no doubt about what they were doing. She was still staring when they pulled back. Gwen turned to her and her eyes widened. She wet her lips with her tongue and tried to speak but Sarah slammed the door shut and stalked off. They were once again bathed in darkness. Dave cleared his throat and said one single word. “Oops.” “Yeah, oops.” “You think she’s mad?” “No, she’s thrilled. Of course she’s mad!” “Is that a problem?” “Yes.” She sighed. “I’ll try to make it up with her.” “There’s still two minutes.” Gwen smiled and kissed him again. It was kind of a ritual. Eat lunch, and then make out in the closet. Sometimes she’d give him a blowjob or he would go down on her. They hadn’t had sex since that magical night three weeks ago. They kissed in silence, tongues rolling around in their mouths until the bell rang. They got out of the closet and went to their classes. * * * Dave sat through Chemistry thinking of Gwen and Sarah. Mostly Gwen. Gwen’s lips, her hips, her thighs, her soft skin, her silky hair, her breasts, her bum, her body, her curves, her tongue, her… everything about her. Sarah was going to be a bitch, that was sure. He pushed those thoughts aside and concentrated on organic chemistry. * * * Gwen waited near the doors after school, looking for Sarah. She was going to make this hard, she just knew it. She spotted her friend while she was walking to her car. She walked over and tried to start a conversation. Sarah shot her a venomous look the second she opened her mouth. “I can’t believe you! Dave Mathews! Of all the people….” “What’s wrong with him?” Gwen asked defensively. “He’s Dave. That’s what’s wrong.” Gwen shook her head. “Well, get over it. We’re dating and you’re not stopping me. Even if it means that I never get to talk to you again, that’s fine with me. I don’t belong to you.” She turned and stalked off. Sarah was really a bitch. She saw Dave waiting for her near a lamppost. He had seen the exchange and was obviously going to provide moral support. She grabbed his arm, looked over her shoulder, gave Sarah a murderous stare and dragged her new boyfriend away. They walked in silence until they reached the park. She sat down on a bench and put her head in her hands. “Hey, hey, no crying,” Dave said, lifting her chin with one hand. He leaned towards her and planted a long, deep, passionate kiss on her lips. She responded with a firm hug that pulled him closer. Their lips were burning with desire. They must have looked like a pair of sex-crazed teens trying to get it on in a park. He finally stopped. Her cupped her face in his right hand and stroked her long brown hair with his left hand. “You are beautiful.” That simple statement made her blush. “Say… we haven’t officially been on a date yet.” He smiled. “Tomorrow’s Friday. Pick you up at eight?” “Yeah. Be on time.” She kissed him again, letting her hands run through his hair. They were still getting in his ears. She had told him to get a haircut. She rolled her tongue around in his mouth, feeling his, pulling him closer. She wanted him. She wanted him like a piece of well-cooked red meat. He must have felt the same, for he She broke the kiss regretfully and scampered off, leaving a very happy Dave behind her. She heard a mumble, something clearer. “What the hell am I gonna wear?” She smiled. Dave was a slob when it came to clothing. She was sure he was going to surprise her. * * * Friday night couldn’t come soon enough. Gwen had tried every dress in her closet, trying to find the right one. Her sister had even lent her a couple of her dresses. She couldn’t quite make her mind up. Her bed was crumbling under the clothes scattered on its surface. Her sister, Kate, was sitting on a chair by her table, watching her with a smile. “First date?” she asked. Gwen blushed. “Yeah.” She fished out a green dress, tossed it on the ground, looked at a blue denim skirt and a white shirt and threw them on a chair in frustration. Kate smirked and got up. She collected all the clothes on the bed and placed them delicately on a sturdy chair. She lazily lay on the stomach and propped her head in her hands. “So. Who is it?” “Dave Mathews,” she said. She was too busy looking for a suitable attire to blush. “Aaaah. The Dave Mathews. The guy from the English class. He finally asked you out.” She smiled when Gwen blushed. She saw her sister stop searching and sit on the bed, playing with her hair. Girlie talk was on the way. “I asked him out. Yesterday.” “What kind of date is it? Concert? Club? Dinner? Movie?” she enquired. She looked at the dresses and smiled. “Lips?” she suggested. Gwen turned the color of a fire hydrant. Yes, it was lips. Her sister had finally grown up. Kate was only one year older than Gwen but she had had her share of dates and lips. Gwen had always been shy. “I think I have what you need but I need some info first. Why lips on the first date? Is there something I should know?” Gwen turned an even deeper shade of crimson. “We kissed in the park,” she mumbled. Kate moved closer to her sister and nudged her side. “You kissed in the park,” she repeated. “Wow, that’s fast. I usually wait for the third date.” Gwen hid her face in her hands. “So, you two kissed. How was it?” Gwen lifted her head and gazed at the wall in front of her. Her eyes glazed over and she looked like she was spacing out. “Wonderful,” she finally said. “Tongue action?” Kate teased. Gwen nodded, a mischievous smile on her face. “There may have been some groping,” she said. Kate got up, went into her room and rummaged through her closet. She came back with a plain black dress in her hands. It looked too short, too insubstantial, too tight, too… revealing. Gwen shook her head. “I can’t wear that! It’s… it’s… way too short,” she said lamely. Kate cocked an eyebrow and stared at her sister. “You wanna get your lips or some sloppy goodbye kiss on the porch? Stand up and wear that thing,” she ordered. Gwen got up and took off her pajamas. She slipped into the dress and closed her eyes in front of the huge mirror. “I probably look horrible.” Kate sighed and shook her head. Gwen was so naïve. “You look stunning! Just open your eyes.” Gwen slowly opened her eyes. She stared at the figure in the mirror for a long time before whispering a soft “Wow”. She was indeed stunning. The hem of the dress hung three inches above her knees, making her look respectable yet sultry at the same time. The plunging neckline gave a good view of her cleavage but was not outrageously open. The material was loose yet it married every curve of her body and accentuated them without making her look like a slut. The thin straps looked like they could slide off her shoulders at a moment’s notice. She whirled in front of the mirror, checking herself out. Her hips didn’t appear too large and her butt looked quite … tasty. Kate was right. The dress was perfect. She looked at her sister and saw her wide eyes and her approving smile. “Dave’s not going to resist. If I were gay, I’d want you,” she teased. “If you were gay, you wouldn’t be in this room,” Gwen replied lightly. They were pretty liberal when it came to sexuality. Gwen looked down at her bare feet and sighed. She didn’t own any high heels, only Nikes and Sprandis. Kate miraculously produced a pair of small shoes that fit just right on her feet. They were very comfortable, just two inches high. “You save my life,” Gwen said, looking at her reflection. “I know. At what time does he pick you up?” “Eight.” “Okay. You can go at eight thirty.” “I’ll be late!” “It’s a girl’s privilege to be late, honey. He’ll understand. Now, makeup.” Gwen winced. She didn’t like makeup. It was so fake. Still, she let Kate guide her to her chair and let her do her magic. Some pink lip-gloss, a bit of eyeliner, some powder and the trick is done. Gwen looked just right. Not too much makeup but just enough to look supremely beautiful. She heard a honk outside, followed by the slap of a closing door and footsteps. She looked at the clock. Eight sharp. Dave was really punctual. Kate led her to her room and gave her a few tips and some advice on how to make the night enjoyable. Dave was downstairs talking to their parents in the living room. Kate went down and signaled Gwen to come down quietly. They listened to the conversation for a while. “… time do you think you’ll be back?” Gwen’s father asked. “I don’t know. What time do you want her back?” he asked. “Not too late. Tomorrow’s Saturday, so she can stay out a bit late, but no later than midnight.” “Alright. She’ll be here by eleven, Sir,” Dave said. Gwen nodded approvingly. He had all the right answers. She nudged Kate and entered the room. She saw Dave rise from the couch and take a step towards her then stop. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed and blinked. She enjoyed the look in his eyes. She gave him the once-over. He was wearing beige slacks, a plain black shirt tucked out with a yellow T-shirt underneath, a cozy blue jacket and his black Nikes. He looked great. He had made a conscious effort to impress her and her parents by looking respectable and cute at the same time. Her father got up kissed her on the cheek and slipped out of the room. There was a bouquet of blood red roses on the table. How romantic. He brushed himself and cleared his throat. “You’re… um… very…” his voice faltered as he looked at her. “Absolutely stunning,” he whispered finally. She smiled, took the roses, smelled them and dropped them in a vase. She took his hand and got out. “Let’s go,” she said. * * * Dave still couldn’t believe his luck. Gwen was sitting in his Dad’s black sedan and looking hotter than she had ever had. He could barely concentrate on the road. They drove to a restaurant near her house with excellent food and guaranteed privacy at a low cost. He was friends with the owner and got a special table when the latter saw his date. They ate, talking and looking at each other. They talked about the things two people in love usually do. Dave examined her carefully. She was wearing a beautiful black dress that seemed to mold her every shape. Her cleavage was delightfully exposed, just enough to make his mouth water. Her long brown hair was carefully brushed and shimmered in the soft light of the restaurant. Her lips were so lusty, they cried out for attention. Her legs were hairless, a definite bonus. She was eating her pasta slowly, enjoying the flavor of the Italian food. She looked up, noticed his scrutiny and blushed, making blood rush to her cheeks. She looked all the more beautiful with the color in her face. He couldn’t wait to kiss her. Kiss her like he had never kissed her before. They ate and went to see a movie, “The Prince And Me”, with Julia Stiles. It was quite good and he was able to hold her hand through the entire movie. Her skin was softer than he remembered. Her smelled the lavender of her hair and her soft perfume. They went to the beach, walking with their bare feet in the sand, shoes in one hand, holding their free hands. They talked and laughed all the way to her house. It was around eleven fifteen when they arrived. He looked at her and leaned towards her, kissing her. It was a simple kiss, just a peck on the mouth. He pulled back quickly and went out, opening the car’s door for her in a chivalrous way. He took her hand and led her to her doorstep. He noticed that her parents’ car wasn’t in the driveway and the lights were out. They stopped at the door. She turned to him. “So. Good night.” “Good night.” She turned back, visibly disappointed. She was about to open the door when he snagged her right arm and whirled her around, pulling her in a strong embrace. She hit his chest with a grunt and looked up to his eyes. He was smiling. Her heart was beating faster, he could feel it through her skin. She was scared, in a good way. His lips touched hers. She gripped his jacket’s collar with her left hand and cupped his head with her right one. His lips pressed against hers. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him, wanting her with all his heart. Their tongue were locked in an erotic ballet, right there on the porch. The fact that her parents could find them anytime excited him as much as her fragrance. She tilled her head up, giving him full access to her lips. He cupped her face in his hands as she slid her arms around him. Her chest was tight against his solid body. He wanted her right now, on this goddamn porch! She hungrily sucked on his lips, her muffled moans and grunts reaching his ears. He hoped her parents were out. He finally pulled back. He had to come up for air as much as she needed to. They were both red in the face. She rearranged her hair so that it was tucked behind her ears and smoothed her dress while he dusted his jacket and straightened his ruffled hair. He stepped back, panting slightly. She looked down for a second before looking up with a smile. She held his left hand lightly in her right hand. She rubbed it affectionately and stood on tiptoe, pecking him on the cheek. She opened the door and motioned him to get in. “Won’t you get a drink? Meet the parents at least?” “Alright. Sure they won’t be mad?” “You said I’d be back before midnight and I am. They’ll be happy to know their daughter is in such good hands.” She smiled suggestively, wriggling her eyebrow. * * * They went to the living room then Gwen moved to the kitchen to get Dave a Coke. There was a note stuck beneath a magnet on the fridge’s door. It said, “Gwen, we’re at the hospital. Mom twisted her ankle and is getting it checked out. Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious. She’ll be up in no time. The house is yours. I hope you get lucky. I’ll call you when we get ready to go.” Kate had left her the message and had put the time they had moved on the paper. Half an hour ago. From experience, Gwen knew they would be back in two to three hours. She smiled wickedly. More than enough? Or too little time? She couldn’t decide. She put the Coke back in the fridge and took off her shoes. These things were really comfy but her feet were starting to ache from prolonged use. She sneaked to Dave who was sitting on the sofa with his back to her. She put her hands on his shoulders and started to slowly massage them. She leaned on him, whispering in his ear. “My parents are gone for the night. How many do you have…?” her voice trailed off. He looked up in indignation. “What kind of guy do you think I am? I don’t walk around with a box of condoms in my pockets! That would be lacking respect towards you to think that I can get some every time we meet.” He sulked for a while. “Six,” he quietly added. Gwen smiled. She knew it! He always brought protection when he met her. She took his hand and led him upstairs to her room. The last time, it had been his room and his parents were absent. She hoped that Kate had cleaned up before her departure. She opened the door to find a clean and tidy room with an open window. Her room. She turned to her date. This was going to be fun. She reached for the door behind him and closed it. She pressed him against it, feeling his hard muscles through the layers of cloth. Her mouth was almost on his. His hot breath was slowly blowing on her face. She kissed him long and deep, locking the door at the same time. His arms found their way around her. She cupped his face and kissed him hungrily, just like the first time they had been alone. His hands slid to her bum and squeezed her cheeks. She moaned as he slowly massaged her buttocks. She played with his tongue, rubbing it with her own, pressing his face to hers more fiercely. She was compensating for all the time they had spent away from each other. She lost track of time. His hands had left her ass and were slowly sliding her dress’s straps down her shoulders. Her hands were busy unbuttoning his shirt. She pulled his arms to his sides and threw his shirt down. She lifted his T-short up and over his head. Dave let his arms fall slowly to her shoulders as he kissed her again. She was still fully clothed. She felt his member through his pale blue boxers. She pulled back and smiled. Dave’s eyes were lovingly watching her. His breathing had picked up and was warming her face. She kissed him on the right cheek, and then went on her knees. * * * Dave relished what was to come. He had finally kissed her like he wanted to. Gwen must have enjoyed it because she was now freeing his hard dick from its confines. He stepped out of his boxers and felt the tip of a tongue pass over his dickhead. He shuddered. She was getting good at that sort of thing. She licked the shaft then the head, then the shaft again. When it was carefully lubricated, she opened her mouth and guided his meat inside. It was warm and inviting and so pleasant. She used her tongue and swallowed, sending numerous jolts to his head. The swallowing thing left a vacuum in her mouth that felt great. Her lips were at the base of his cock. She used her mouth for his shaft and slowly played with his balls with her hands. He could barely hold back. He had trained himself in the Tantric arts a little to be able to control his ejaculation and be a more efficient lover. Tantra or no Tantra, Gwen was going to make him cum if she continued. He stroked her hair as she bobbed up and down on him and used her hands. He pulled her off just before the point of no return. She looked disappointed but stood up and kissed him again. She led him to her rather large bed and stood before him, waiting for him to undress her. Her window was open and the curtains open but this wasn’t a problem. Her neighbors were away for the weekend. His hands landed on her shoulders. Her felt the straps under his palms as he slid them down her arms. She was smiling so beautifully that he just had to stop and kiss her again. He pulled her closer to him and moved his arms to under her armpits. His hands found the upper edge of her dress and slowly pulled it down. She was breathing more heavily now, just like him. He kissed her neck and hugged her, all the while sliding her dress down. Her arms were hanging limply by her sides, letting him work. He sucked on the skin just above her collarbone. The dress was now halfway off. Her breasts were free and pressed against his chest. He sucked harder, making her moan. Her hands flew to his head, urging him on, making him scrap the skin with his teeth. She grunted but didn’t back away. He let the fabric fall from his hands and drop on the floor. He hugged her as she rested her hands on his head and shoulders. He let her go, pushing her on her bed. She giggled when she landed on the bouncy mattress. Her hair was fanned out beneath her and looked striking. He put one of the condoms on and put the rest on the floor beside her bed. She spread her legs when he climbed on top of her. He smiled and suddenly felt giddy. This was their first date and they were already having sex. Other guys would have been thrilled but not Dave. He was just marveling at his luck. He had found the right girl. Or the right girl had found him, depended on how you looked at the situation. He slid inside her missionary style and sunk in until his balls were resting on her asshole. She moaned slightly then drew him closer and kissed him. She put her arms around him and wrapped her legs around his waist. They were still kissing when he started moving. He was slowly, rhythmically popping in and out of her. Her kiss was interrupted by a moan and he pulled his head up, watching her face contort with forbidden pleasure. He pumped in and out slowly. She was holding on to him like a lifejacket in a bucketing sea. Her moans were soft and gentle. He continued his slow work and watched her face contort again as he suddenly thrust all of himself inside her. He pulled out and thrust again. He repeated this maneuver several times, each time eliciting a jerking moan form his lover each time. He called it preheating the oven. And right, the oven was boiling hot, he could feel it through the thin rubbery material covering him. He picked up his pace, thrusting and grinding himself into her faster. She held him more tightly. They must have looked like a pair of monkeys in heat, each one grunting and moaning as loudly as the other and making the bed rattle. He neared his climax when he suddenly popped out of her and rubbed the tip around her sweet pussy. He heard her disappointed moan and slid in again, as slowly as before. She tried to buck her hips against him but he only stopped moving until she recessed. He was going to make her mad with desire before he made her –and himself- come like a fire hose. He tried the Sets Of Nine. He made one deep thrust then eight shallow thrusts –only the dickhead inside, then retreat. Two deep, seven shallow. Three deep, six shallow. Four deep, five shallow. He continued this pattern until he made nine slow thrusts inside her. He was surprised at her resilience. She hadn’t had an orgasm yet. He decided to abandon all foreplay and plunged inside her, using all his speed. She started moaning and grunting louder. She racked his back with her nails, something he found incredibly arousing. Her legs were almost painfully holding him to her. He thrust still harder, making her move along the sheets. The headboard banged loudly against the walls with each animalistic push he gave. He started to feel the familiar sensation in his loins that predicted his climax. He felt her walls become impossibly hot then suddenly she was half-moaning, half-crying. He managed to hold for a little longer. It would be ungentlemanly to cum before she did. He felt the hot nectar from her fruit drip on his legs and cock. It was running down her legs like water from a breaking dam. This was, after all, her first orgasm tonight. She shuddered once, twice, thrice. She held him tightly all the while and he never stopped moving, approaching his own ejaculation. He emptied himself inside the condom with a grunt and a thrust. He pressed himself inside her, feeling his fluid fill the sheath. She was calming down, sweating and kissing his neck. He pulled out of her and rolled on his back. He took the used sheath and dropped it in a wastebasket. He turned to her smiling face and kissed. They lay face-to-face, kissing and recuperating from their first eruption of the night. He stroked her breasts and hair, marveling at their soft texture. She kissed him again and laughed a girlish laugh. He passed his hand through her hair, fanning it behind her. She leaned towards him and kissed his neck. Her arms slid around him and held him still while she sucked on his neck like a vampire, just like he had a moment ago. He closed his eyes and moaned. She continued this little thing until he felt a strange sensation. He was getting a bit dizzy. She bit his skin, drawing some blood and a grunt. She sucked his blood like a, uh, vampire? No, leech. Yes, she sucked his blood like a leech. It was delicious. He held her head against his neck, trying to figure out where she found her ideas. She pulled back and kissed him. Their lips were burning for each other and for a while they just kissed like a pair of lovers. Their tongues danced in their mouths. They held each other like there was no tomorrow. He caressed her hair and she squeezed his butt. They broke the kiss and laughed together like lovesick puppies. He glanced at his watch. He never took it off, even when they were making love. They had fucked for about thirty minutes and had kissed for approximately ten minutes. It was time to start again. He was rising to the occasion, so to speak. * * * Gwen smiled and fitted him with another condom. She made him lay still on his back and lifted herself up, supporting herself on her knees. She took his hands in hers and placed them on her breasts. He immediately began to fondle them. She straddled him and took his dick in her hands. It was once again hard and warm. She lifted herself up, positioning the tip at her entrance. She rubbed the head against her clit and her lips. She smiled as she looked at him. He was still petting her chest, like a kid who had gotten his Christmas gift early. She placed the head inside her, moaning softly. “Incoming,” she said. “Target acquired.” She plopped down on him. He grunted as experienced a sudden warmth as her pussy engulfed him. He massaged her mounds a little more pressingly. She lifted herself again, leaving the head inside her, then slowly slid down again. Her hands were resting on his strong chest. He was enjoying it. She was taking control, showing him that she too could bring him untold pleasure. She continued her scheme. He was now moaning softly, telling her how good she was. She smiled as she lifted herself up another time. She let her hands drift to her calves. She slowly stroked them as she lowered herself onto him. Her fingernails scrapping her skin excited her even more than the sight of the body beneath her. She was using only her thighs and knees for movement, rocking up and down every few seconds. Dave’s hands were making her breasts hard with satisfaction. He was gently tweaking them, pinching the nipples and massaging them delicately. He was so good. The best she would ever experienced, she decided. No, not the best. The most patient and delicate. Her first lover. Yes, the first lover always had a special something that no one else could give. Was it the patience, the silent need, the pleasure he brought her, the knowledge of her body, his emotional closeness to her? She pondered this question as she slowly lowered her body. She moaned softly, a long drawn-out moan that filled the quiet room. She began to pick up speed, lifting herself and plopping down more forcefully. She grunted and moaned every time she felt his penis penetrate her. Dave had slid his hands to her waist. He was holding it, helping her in her movements. He began to thrust a little when she lowered herself. She was bordering her climax. She placed her hands on his chest once again and pressed her hands into his flesh, making her nails dig into his bosoms. She was now frantically thrusting up and down on his shaft. Her grunting had turned to a constant moan as Dave thrust into her on his own accord, holding her waist softly yet firmly in his grasp. She felt her face grow hotter. In fact, she felt her whole body grow hotter, particularly her pussy. She thrust down one final time and ground herself into his pelvis as he tried to thrust as well, in vain. He settled for grinding into her as her juices flooded her fruit. She was erect over his body, almost perpendicular. She threw back her head and moaned loudly, as she came. She passed her hands in her hair, fanning in behind her. Dave’s hands were holding her pussy clamped onto his penis as he too climaxed. He had closed his eyes, his mouth open in a silent moan. She felt some of her secretion flow down her thighs and onto the bed sheet. She would have to clean it before her parents showed up. She finally lifted herself off him and felt the remaining juice inside her flow out of her body. She was feeling tired. Her chest was heaving, her breasts gently swaying each time she breathed. She was spent for the moment. Dave, apparently, was not. She watched as he ripped the condom off himself and crawled to her legs. He kissed her big toes, then proceeded up her left leg, kissing her flesh made hot by their exertion. She was patiently waiting for him o arrive at his destination. It was always worth the wait. Dave’s mouth was now a mere inch from her fruit. She new it was enticing. So appealing, with its puffed out, red lips, its sweet nectar and its arousing smell. He couldn’t take it any longer as he dived for her without any foreplay. Gwen laughed as he attacked her with a passion. She enjoyed being eaten out, even after a strenuous session. She let herself drift away as her lover gave her so much pleasure. He was licking her clit, rubbing her walls with his fingers, sending jolts to her brain. She did not know how long she would last, but it probably wasn’t going to be long, judging by the waves of contentment washing over her as his tongue danced an intricate ballet on her flesh. He felt the familiar heat surge. She welcomed it, embraced it like a long-lost friend. It was drawing nearer with each lick of his tongue, with each thrust of his finger, with each excruciatingly good second. She grabbed his head and held it in place as she played with his tousled hair. His tongue was frenzied now. He had sensed her change. He was pressing his head more deeply into her. She smiled slowly, opening her mouth a little in preparation for the orgasm to come. She couldn’t control her body when it hit home, though. She suddenly clenched her teeth and hissed as her sweet nectar rushed outside to meet the hungry mouth waiting for it. She opened her mouth in a scream but no sound came out. She arched her back, thrust her head into her pillow and buried Dave’s head into her pussy. She felt him lapping every drop of fluid coming out of her. It was good. It was extraordinarily good. She finally gasped as a second wave flooded Dave’s mouth. She was still trying to catch her breath while enjoying her release when a third orgasm rocked her. This time, she did scream. It was a low scream that her next-door neighbors probably wouldn’t hear but one that anyone outside her room or in the living room would have heard. She was already losing hold on her consciousness when Dave’s face came into focus. Her vision was a bit blurry but she could still grab his head and kiss him passionately. She tasted herself in him. She tongued his mouth with great satisfaction. He was holding her still, his semi-erect cock between her legs. She felt her mind freeze even as he renewed the kiss. * * * Dave smiled as Gwen drifted off. She was probably recuperating. She had just had a triple orgasm. He didn’t know he was that good. Those Tantra books were really great! Next, he’d buy a manual. He kissed her sleeping face as he lay by her side, watching her nose as she breathed. Watching her twin mounds of soft flesh rise gently. He loved watching her when she was sleeping, not just when she was naked. No, correct that: he just loved watching her. She was so beautiful. It sounded corny, but she was more beautiful each passing second. He longed for her arousal so that they could resume their delicate lovemaking. He loved her with all his heart and could wait a few minutes; he was not as impatient as all his other friends. He knew she would come around soon enough. He kissed the tip of her nose gently, trying not to wake her up. He put his arms around her and waited until he finally felt a squeeze. Gwen looked at him with a smile and those haunting hazel eyes. So beautiful. He kissed her long and deep. She reached for another condom, put it on him and positioned him over her. Just like the first time, he slowly started sliding in until he just thrust inside her. She wrapped herself around him like a snake. He thrust harder as she clung onto him. He thrust and thrust, feeling his loins swell. It was going to take some time but he kept his break-neck pace. Gwen moaned loudly with each thrust, just as he grunted every time he met her flesh. Dave was no longer the careful and soft lover Gwen had experienced only moments ago, but a wild rutting animal. He plunged in and out of her so fast, his cock was almost a blur. He held her against him more tightly. She tightened her legs all the more. This was so fucking good! He fought to regain control of his frenzied body but failed. He gave in fully to his basic instincts as he threw himself into again and again and again until he rocking the bed back and forth. The rattle and the squeaking turned him on extraordinarily well. Gwen was moaning non-stop. With every thrust, her voice would raise and moan would be louder. She had closed her eyes and was screwing her face up, as if experiencing intense pain. Dave understood her. The pleasure was so good, it hurt. It hurt to let it go, to know it could be over in another ten minutes. It hurt to get off her hot body, drenched in sweat but still the most attractive one he had ever seen. The though stirred him to greater heights. He moved even faster, making the headboard bang the wall again. Dave bear-hugged her as he ground himself inside her. He felt his balls stir, boil, swell, do just about anything before his seed rushed inside his shaft and erupted out against the condom. Good thing he had thought to bring condoms with him. He didn’t want to ruin the relationship with a baby, but he knew he was going to go bankrupt if he kept buying sheaths like crazy. His semen, his fluid, his very soul seemed to pour out of him and into her. She held him and lay trembling beneath him. She was shaking like mad and was moaning with each wave that gushed out of her. She cummed once while he was holding her, then a second time as his fluid receded its flow and finally a third time as he was kissing her. She was moaning as he kissed her lower lip. Her back was arched to the maximum as she desperately pressed her body into his. Her head was thrown back and was driving her pillow into her mattress. She couldn’t seem to stop gushing. Dave mustered enough energy to start thrusting again, despite his limping penis. He tried his best to get her another orgasm. He didn’t fail. Gwen fairly screamed as her body was ripped by another killer wave of delight. The scream died down as her voice’s pitch heightened until he could not hear it anymore. Her mouthed hanged open in that silent scream as he sucked on her lower lip. She finally calmed down and relaxed in his arms. Her body went limp as all her energy deserted her. She slumped beneath him and closed her eyes. Dave got off her, took his condom off and it joined its comrades on the floor. He went to the bathroom and showered. He was sure the Mitchels would not complain. He put his boxers on and scooped the used –and sticky- sheaths in a wastebasket. He carefully took her dress off the floor and laid it on a chair. He cleaned the room as best he could before the parents came back. They seemed to be a bit late. Dave hurried and collected Gwen in his strong arms. He carried her to the bathroom, slipped out of his boxers and cleaned her. Her pussy was puffed out and an angry-looking red. He had been a little too enthusiastic it seemed. He washed her hair carefully, something he had always fantasized about. He dried her sweet body and her silky hair, then carried her back to her room. He rummaged in her closet and found her pajamas. He quickly dressed her and put her in her bed. He had changed the sheets and sprayed some perfume in the room to cover their activities. He slid next to her and kissed her neck. He kissed her collarbone and moved to her delicious lips. He lay there in his boxers kissing her until her lips were puffy and his own were sore. He slid his hand under her top and began to fondle her breasts when he heard the front door open. He snapped out of his romantic reverie in an instant and his eyes darted around the room in search of his clothes. He spotted his slacks and pulled them on hurriedly. His yellow T-shirt was lying near her bed. He put it on, nearly tearing it in half and stuffed the remaining three condoms inside his back pocket. He heard someone walk up the stairs and frantically looked for an escape. The window! his mind screamed. He opened it as noiselessly as he could and started to get out. His feet barely fit on the small windowsill. He grabbed the edge and gingerly lowered himself until he was hanging by his hands. He moved his feet a little to prevent blood accumulation. Landing was more painful if he remained motionless, he had learned the hard way. He let go and dropped four feet before his soles touched solid ground. He plopped down with a grunt, the noise having thankfully been absorbed by his Nikes and the soft earth and grass. He got to his wobbly feet and sneaked to his car. He lifted the handbrake and slowly pushed his car until it was half a block from the Mitchels’ house. He got in, started it and drove home, heart still pounding from the excitement. * * * Gwen woke up feeling wonderful. She checked her alarm clock. 9:38. She smiled serenely, thinking of her previous night. She was surprised to be in her pajamas. The last thing she remembered was passing out from the pleasure after that, zilch. Dave had been courteous enough to clean the room, change the sheet and dress her. He had even showered her, judging from her hair’s lemony scent. She smiled again. Dave had not fled like a thief after making passionate love to her three times in this room. Her door creaked open and she saw her elder sister walk in, her hands behind her back. She closed he door and leaned against the wall. She was smiling too, but a knowing and potentially evil smile. “Wake up, lazybones.” “I am awake.” “So, had a fun night?” She put emphasis on the “fun”. Gwen shrugged. “It was just a date, you know. Nothing special except the lips.” She smiled when she recalled what her date could do with his lips. Kate grinned mischievously as she took in what her sister said. “I found you snoring like a baby when we came back. Are you sure, there was nothing else?” “No.” Innocence. Pure innocence. Think pure innocence. I have done nothing wrong, except have goddamn awesome sex with my date on this very bed. “Then what’s this?” Kate said, producing Dave’s small black shirt from behind her back with her right hand. Gwen blushed crimson and started to giggle like a maddened schoolgirl. “And this,” Kate added, withdrawing her left hand from her pocket. It was clutching a small, blue, wrinkled condom. Gwen buried her face in her blankets and tried to stifle her absurd need to laugh. She came up for air and watched her sister as she gave her a knowing grin. “How was it?” Kate finally asked. “No, wait, lemme guess.” She screwed her face in mock concentration then tossed, “Uh, great? No, perfect. That’s it, isn’t it?” Gwen thought for a moment then shook her head. “More than perfect.” A huge grin split her face. “Way better than perfect.”

Sex as a Punishment

Jzizzle1980 on Forced Stories

I was sitting outside with some friends on a hott summer day and my smokin hott neighbor was just keeping an eye on me and my brother. We decided we were going to play football with some of the neighbor kids. My brother and I were on opposite teams. I was guarding him the entire game when it game to the middle of the game it went a little down hill. He was about 2 yards from the touchdown when i

my sex experience

sagar25 on Indian Stories

Namaskar mazhya sarva gay lover mitranno aaj mi tumchya samor mazhya babtit ghadleli satya ghatna sangnar aahe...mazhe naav aahe kartik mi call centre madhe job karto mazhe age 26 aahe mi angane thoda jad aahe tyamule mazhe pot ekdum mau aani chhati cha aakar ekhadya gujrathi bharlelya bhabhi pramane vatel asa aahe. Shalet astana kahi khodkar mula tar muddamhun mazhya chhativarur hath firvat va dabat asat mala tyanchha rag yet ase pan manatlya manat khup aananddaayi vatat ase hot astana kadhi mazhya manatlya bhavna badalalya tech kalal nahi. Nantar tar mala sarkhe vatu lagle ki bai chya janmala aale aste tar bara zhale aste ...aso mi mazhya kharya story kade valte.
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Candace Part 3

buzltyr on Voyeur Stories

If you haven't already please read part 1 & 2

As Candace lay there her hand stroking my now flaccid cock I felt a pang of guilt. That however was abated as she whispered in my ear “I liked doing that, Daddy, I’m just sorry I didn’t swallow your cum.”

“Honey, the first time is always the hardest when you don’t know what to expect. It’s really OK.” I tried my best to comfort her.

As I lay there content from the orgasm Candace produced with her sweet hot mouth I reached down and rubbed her bare skin. This produced a contented purr from Candace.

I considered if it was appropriate to lay here rubbing her back and her lightly stroking my cock. I decided neither was in a hurry to move and as I continued to str

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oke her I noticed her breathing become shallow. She’s fallen asleep, I thought.

I had to pee so I untangled myself and went in to the bathroom. Standing there urinating I pondered again the earlier blow job and was surprised that I was again getting hard. I never was quick to recover but then I never had the opportunity to receive oral sex from someone so young; and my daughter to boot!

When I was finished peeing I returned to the bedroom and watched Candace lying there sleeping. Mesmerized by her beauty I couldn’t help but to feel I had somehow taken advantage of her. But she had been a willing participant so I shook the feeling and sat on the edge of the bed.

Laying my hand on Candace’s hip as she laid facing away from me I reveled in the soft skin that was my daughter. I gently stroked her smooth skin and felt goose bumps pop up. She shifted slightly probably because I was tickling her. She sighed softly and stretched her legs. I caught a brief glimpse of her coral colored pussy lips as they were peeking out from her thin thighs.

I slipped my hand down from her hip to her ass crack and using my middle finger I gently lay a trail from the top of her butt to the moist warmth of her vagina. She moaned in her sleep like she was having an erotic dream. Her hips undulated slightly like she was looking for something.

I was not ready to give her what she was looking for; I was going to tease her more as she slept. I never knew if she was a light sleeper but that was not going to stop me from teasing her.

I then wiggled the tip of my finger into her cavern and rotated it around two or three times. She unconsciously pushed back against my finger trying without really knowing what she was doing to bury it deep inside her. I did not want to go any deeper so I removed my finger and flicked her swollen button. Her hips jerked a little more and her moan was much louder now.

As I tweaked her clit again her legs spread further giving me easier access to her moist slit.

I figured that would wake her up but she just moaned again and spread her legs slightly giving me permission in her subconscious to play with her more. I noticed the petals of her pussy were moistening and her breathing getting heavier.

I decided to throw caution to the wind and with my thumb first finger I spread her dewy lips and buried my last three fingers in. I felt her cervix and I was not surprised at the missing hymen as she was athletic and was sure it had been ruptured from one her sports moments.

I was not disappointed because I was sure she was still technically a virgin. From hearing her earlier talking to her friend Karen about boys she had confessed to not having been intimate before. That was an advantage for me because I would not cause her any pain when I buried my cock in that unused territory. 

The whole time I had these thoughts I had been fingering my daughter. I noticed her hips were keeping time with my fingers and her pussy was again dripping. I could smell her excitement and I realized I was again hard as a rock!

I reached down with my other hand and spread the cheeks of her ass and peered at the little brown hole. I stuck my middle finger in my mouth for lubrication and forced in her chute to the first knuckle.

She certainly was awake now as I heard. “Ohh Daddy that hurts, please take your finger out.”

As she said this though she backed her ass up more and my finger was then buried all the way in! She then pushed forward and down to where my fingers were also deep in her pussy. She got a rhythm going and I soon did nothing but let her fuck my fingers. Her pussy was overflowing and lubricating the finger in her ass so I decided another finger was in order.

“Nooo, Daddy please no more, my butt is hurting so bad.”

I tried to remove my fingers but she grabbed my wrist and would not let me. I knew then she was a little afraid and ashamed that her ass could be an erogenous zone but she wanted to be fingered there so I capitulated.

She was rapidly approaching her climax and I wanted her to explode with the hardest orgasm in her life. I finger fucked her faster and leaned over and captured her nipple in my lips and sucked hard. She was now all over the bed her hips flailing and her ass moving up and down in a fucking motion.

“Please Daddy, you have to fuck me.” Her voice barely audible I was not sure I heard her right.

But she moaned it out again and it was then I decided I was not going to pass up her invitation. I pulled my fingers from her orifices and grabbed her hips. In a matter of moments she was on her hands and knees before me. Her wet lips and the tiny star of her anus were begging for attention.

I scooted closer until the tip of my cock bumped the inside of her leg. She reached between her legs grabbed my hard-on and lined it up with her pussy. She stroked it a couple of times up and down her dripping slit for lubrication. She also rubbed her love button several times before pausing at the entrance to her canal.

She was wet enough from our earlier foreplay that the mushroom shaped head slipped easily in her moist cavern. I felt the heat radiating from inside. I had to concentrate from blowing my load in her before I go to feel her tight depth.

Her voice hoarse and barely a whisper as I pushed a little harder, “God Daddy, you feel so big. I don’t know if I can take your entire dick.”

I was pushing into her slowly not because I have an enormous cock; it was because she was so incredibly tight. And hot. And wet. I grabbed Candace by the hips and shoved her back against me until I was buried fully in her. I felt like I bumped her cervix deep inside.

“Oh, oh,” she repeated, “your so deep, Daddy. It hurts but it feels good too. Are you going to fuck me now?”

My throat was dry, my lips parched but I managed to squeak, “Yes, honey Daddy is going to fuck you good now.”

I withdrew until the head was barely inside before I plunged head long back into her. I heard the whoosh sound as her breath was almost taken away as my strokes were now faster. I latched harder to her hips. I pushed her away until I was almost falling out and pushed her back into me on the in stroke. My balls were beating against her button and she was babbling incoherently

I fucked faster as my climax was building when I felt her reach back between her legs and diddle her clit. She would rapidly rub herself when I pulled back and she would reach back farther and caress my hanging testicles when I stroked back in.

I leaned over her back until my weight caused her to be pinned face down on the bed. I pulled both her legs together and lay down on top of her. My legs were pinned close to her legs on both sides and I squeezed together until I had her immobilized. Her head was to the side so she could breath but my weight was making it difficult.

She didn’t complain she just lay there with her arms pinned against her sides and took what I gave her. This was a hard fast pistoning of my hips. I was fucking her for all I was worth and she took it. Although she was crying I knew it wasn’t from pain but for the sheer pleasure of being fucked for the first time.

“I’m going to cum, baby. You are so fucking hot.”

She cried louder, “Yes Daddy cum in me. Shoot you sperm in me. It feels so good. I’m close too, Daddy.”

I knew I shouldn’t cum in her. I didn’t think she was protected but God I wasn’t thinking with the right head. I fucked her more aggressively not knowing if she would cum with me. All I could think of was shooting wads of cum deep in her as I slammed deeper and deeper.

“Daddy, please put your finger in my ass,” she screamed. “I am going to cum all over your hard cock!”

I rose up enough and licked my finger searching for the tight pucker of her asshole. Finding it I plunged it deep within her bowels. I fingered her ass as she exploded.

I felt her inner depths tightening and she cried, “Oh yes…yes I’m cumming and it’s so good.”

I was there also. My balls drew up in the sack and belched out a long string of semen deep inside her pussy. I felt her juices bathe my cock as I shot volley upon volley of man butter. I pulled my finger from her tight ass and collapsed onto Candace’s back.

It was a minute or two before I realized I was crushing my daughter and I rose up on my hands and kissed the back of her neck. She whimpered lightly. I withdrew from her causing a sucking sound as my penis dropped out.

She turned on her side away from me and I spooned up to her backside. I lovingly stroked her hair and planted little kisses on her neck.

She sighed and spoke first. “Thank you Daddy. That was the greatest thing to happen to me.”

“No, baby it is I that should thank you.”

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Bookworm

Iwearcottonpanties on Sex Stories

It was the holiday season. I work in a local book store where I am in charge of merchandising and stocking the shelves. The work is easy and the hours are good so it is not a bad place to work, except at Christmas time. The store is in a historical stone building in the heart of the old town district. It has three floors and reading areas on all floors with a large reading room on the third floor with huge floor to ceiling windows.
The store is closed on Mondays and normally no one is there at all. This particular Monday the owners asked that Greta and I come in to set up new displays and promotional items for them to be ready first thing on Tuesday when the store opened. Greta is the store Manager and I do not see that much of her because I work usually at five in the morning and

Big ass smoke break

donutthrower on Cheating Stories

I AM A SINGLE MAN WHO WORKS AT HOME. MY NAME IS BILL. IM 27YEARS OLD 6'2" 200LBS WITH A LITTLE TAN. I AM ALWAYS WEARING MY PJ'S AND I AM A LITTLE LESS THAN BUFF.  THIS MORNING ABOUT 9:30 THERE WAS A KNOCK AT MY DOOR.  WHEN I ANSWERED IT WAS MY NEIGHBOR'S WIFE. THEY LIVE ABOUT A HALF MILE AWAY, AND SHE RODE TO MY PLACE ON A BICYCLE TO GET A CIGARETT.  OF COURSE I OBBLIGED. I ALSO OFFERED TO TAKE HER TO THE STORE AND BUY HER A PACK. WHEN SHE DECLINED I ASKED HER WHY.

  "MY HUSBAND IS A HEALTH NUT AND HE WOULD LIKELY BEAT MY ASS IF HE FOUND THEM."   "WHERE IS HE NOW?" I ASKED.  "HE LEFT FOR WORK ABOUT AN HOUR AGO, AND HE WILL BE AT LEAST A FEW HOURS.  THAT IS THE ONLY WAY I KNOW HE WONT FIND

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OUT."  "SINCE HE WILL BE A WHILE, WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME IN FOR A DRINK. YOU LOOK LIKE YOU COULD USE ONE."  "THAT SOUNDS NICE, I THINK I WILL."  AS SHE REPLIED WITH A SMILE.

   SHE APPEARED TO BE ABOUT 40  5'5" 220 LBS WITH A VERY BIG ASS  AND WAS WEARING PURPLE SILK PJ SHORTS WITH A MATCHING BUTTON DOWN TOP THAT JUST HAD TWO BUTTONS THAT WERE VERY LOW, SHOWING MORE THAN A LITTLE CLEVAGE.  "HOW DOES SCOTCH SOUND?"  "OH HONEY YOU KNOW MY FAVORITE!" SHE SAID EXITEDLY.  IT WAS A HOT DAY, ABOUT 95, AND I HAVE ONLY ONE ROOM WITH AC, THE BEDROOM. "IT IS LIKE AN OVEN IN HERE, DO YOU HAVE ANY COOL AIR?"  "ONLY IN THE BEDROOM." I REPLIED.  HESETANTLY, SHE AGREED BUT ONLY TO COOL OFF A LITTLE.  AS WE PASSED THROUGH THE KITCHEN SHE ASKED FOR A REFILL.  "THIS STUFF IS LIKE CANDY TO ME.  MY NAME IS VICKY BY THE WAY, WHAT IS YOURS?"  "BILL" I ANSWERED.

  AS WE ENTERED THE CRAMPED BEDROOM SHE NOTICED THE ONLY FURNITURE WAS THE DESK, AND THE BED.  "WHERE CAN I SIT?" SHE ASKED.  "WELL THE ONLY CHOICES ARE THE FLOOR OR THE BED" I ANSWERED.  AFTER A COUPLE OF MINUTES, SHE WAS ON HER FOURTH SCOTCH.  "IF YOU WANT TO RIDE THAT BIKE HOME, YOU MIGHT WANT TO SLOW DOWN A BIT"  "ITS SO COOL IN HERE I MIGHT NOT WANT TO GO TILL THE LAST MINUTE."  WITH THAT SHE STRECHED OUT ON THE BED AND ROLLED CLOSE TO ME PRESSING HER TITS INTO MY HIP.  "I DONT THINK YOU'LL MIND.  WILL YOU?  BESIDES IT FEELS SO GOOD IN HERE AND THIS BED IS SOOO SOFT, BUT THESE SWEATY PJ'S ARE SO DAMN STICKY!"  AND RIGHT THEN SHE STOOD UP AND IN ONE MOVE SLIPPED OUT OF HER SHORTS AND RIGHT BACK INTO THE BED.  "I LOVE THE FEELING OF NICE COOL FRESH AIR BLOWING UP BETWEEN MY THIGHS" AS SHE POSITIONED HERSELF IN FRONT OF THE VENT AND SPREAD HER LEGGS TO FEEL THE COOL BREEZ ON HER SHAVED SLIT   "AND I KINDA LIKE SEEING YOU ENJOYING THE BREEZE.  LETS GET THAT SHIRT OFF SO YOU CAN FEEL THE BREEZE ON YOUR NICE BIG BREASTS."  "YOUR TRYING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME ARENT YOU?" SHE ASKED.  "NO MA'AM I AM SEEING THIS NICE LOVELY LADY GETTING NAKED ON MY BED, I'M JUST TRYING TO FUCK YOU!"  "THEN WHAT'S STOPPING YOU"

   WITH THAT I WASTED NO TIME UNDRESSING AND POUNCING ON TOP OF HER. OUR LIPS EMBRACED AND TOUNGS INTERTWINED.  WITHOUT WARNING SHE REACHED DOWN LINING MY THROBBING COCK WITH HER WET CUNT.  WITH ONE VIOLENT THRASH I WAS ALL IN.  "OHHHHHHH" SHE SCREMED AS I MUTILATED HER PUSSY I FUCKED HER LIKE SHE WAS THE LAST WOMAN.

  I STOPPED AND ROLLED HER OVER FACE DOWN "FUCK MY PUSSY TILL YOU CUM IN ME"  SHE CRIED. I HELD HER ARMS BEHIND HER BACK AND USED HER LIKE A PIECE OF DIRTY MEAT. 

  AFTER ABOUT TEN MINUTES I ERUPTED A RIVER OF HOT JIZ INTO HER SUCKING SNATCH UNTILL WE BOTH WERE JUST UNABLE TO MOVE. 

   AFTER ABOUT AN HOUR SHE SUMMONED THE STRIENGTH TO GET DRESSED.  AS SHE WALKED OUT ON THE PORTCH SHE DRIBBLED THE OCCASIONALCUM DROP THROUGH HER PJ'S   "WANT A SMOKE TOMARROW?" I ASKED.   "NO ,BUT AS SOON AS I CAN HANDLE IT AGAIN ILL STOP BY FOR A SMOKE BREAK"

palam ki ek story

karansk22 on Indian Stories

05/06/2016 today......
hello friends mera naam karan hai aur main
delhi se hoon. Mujhe 9 class ke baad se hi sex
mai bahut interest raha h Or aaj ap sbke sath
apna pahla or ek behtreen haadsa aap
sabke saamne rakh raha hoon(not a story or
fantasy,,, maine sex pahle v kiya so its nt
also my first sexprience,,,,, its my first i
ncident ever had been with me). to dosto yeh
ek mahine pehle ki baat hai. main aksar dosto
Ke sath ghumne ka shokeen rha hu. main abhi
ek student hu or meri age 22 year hai. main dwarka
se nehru place ja rha tha aise kuch kam se
Mujhe bus mein bahut jada maza aata
hai kyuki bus mein bahot bheed hoti hai aur
mast mast ladkiyan aur auratein jati hai. bus
Mein mai ja rha tha subah ka time tha toh
Maine private bus pakad li ki 764 ki
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Anal with my wife pt1

nellmed on Wife Stories

My wife and I have been married 15 yrs. so there's not too many things we haven't tried.

We had anal sex a few times but not a lot.

It all started on a Friday she and I like to sleep in on Saturdays so we stay up a little

longer on Friday.we have a computer in our room and lately shes been watching porn"which I

think is very hot" I usually watch with her but it was football season.

Anyway

The Hide Ch2 Pt3

dilligat on Taboo Stories

By now I was well and truly hard and I was rubbing my cock through my trousers. “Are you still fucking her?” I asked as I tried not to sound too excited. “Yes once she let me fuck her there was no escape for me”

 

A couple of days after the bathroom episode I had just got in from the night shift and into bed. It was about 7 in the morning. Even though Lisa’s mum left years ago I still have the double bed and still sleep on the left side. The mattress seems moulded to me nowadays.

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As I was lying on my back, about to doze off I heard the door open and someone climbed into bed behind me. Then a soft, warm body pressed against my right side and a slim arm draped across my chest. I decided not to move and felt the hand run down my belly to my cock which was getting very good at getting hard quickly. Her hand wrapped itself around it and she began to stroke me. I let out a quiet moan and she said “Do you like that?” I opened an eye and looked at her. “You know I do” Jem smiled and said “Enjoy it then” and carried on stroking my cock.

 

Then she shifted and moved to kneel to my right. She took hold of my right hand and put it between her legs and she leaned forward and began to suck me. I twiddled my fingers and brushed her pussy. She didn’t flinch. It was my chance to explore her as she was still closed tight but her slit had a wet line.

 

I cupped her mound in my hand like a tennis ball and felt its firm softness. Then using my middle finger I followed the wet line and felt her lips slowly part. I then ran my finger up and down to thoroughly lubricate her and was able to hold my hand flat and run my fingertips up and down her slot, my middle finger just slightly probing her hole. Her clit was hard and I rubbed it for a while holding the cover back and flicking the little finger which made her buck and squirm.

 

I began to introduce my fingers into her. First one into the tightness then, as she relaxed, another. I felt her strawberry build inside her and flicking it brought her to the edge.

 

She shifted again and moved so that she lay on top of me with her pussy pressed against my face. I propped her up and buried my face into the wet sweet tasting freshness. My tongue flicked her clit and probed her hole. I sucked on her lips and then holding them apart sucked her clit into my mouth. I sucked up and down on it in time with her cock sucking. She speeded up and so did I. she slowed down and so did I. then I began to finger her again and she soon sat upright and climaxed, soaking me with her juices which I did my best to lap up.

 

Without warning she slid down my body and sat on my stomach. She took hold of me and rubbed my tip against her slit and then she lifted herself up and hovered above it. For a few seconds I just wanted to thrust upwards into her but knew better and waited. She lowered herself until we touched and she adjusted me to line up exactly and then slowly let some meat in. she stopped and moved about as if getting used to it. Stage by stage she introduced me fully to her insides. Once sat firmly down on me she stopped and then leaning forward began to ride me. Her pace was as perfect as her blow jobs and I concentrated hard on things like changing the oil in the car and doing the laundry to try to last longer but all too soon I said “I’m going to cum” and as my first shot came she lifted off and sat back o my belly and rubbed my cock making me cum and cum. Then she wiped it into her stomach as I subsided. She tried to squeeze every drop out.

 

Again she just said “Nice?” and I smiled and she said “Time for a shower I’ll be late for school” and ran out of my room. Her slim taught body making me want to get hard again.

Kitten

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Kitten

 

My wife and I had hired Kitten, the young girl who lives down the street, to baby-sit our kids on several occasions. She had always done a good job, and the kids really liked her. On top of that, she is a total hottie. Her long brown hair framed her cute face perfectly. Plus, her budding little breasts have filled out nicely over the past few months.

 

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yle="margin: 0in 0in 0pt">My wife was out of town visiting her mother, and I had to go to a last minute business dinner. I called Kitten who agreed to come over and watch the kids. I told her that I would probably not be back until after ten o'clock. Since school was nearly out for the summer, she had no homework and readily agreed to baby-sit.

 

The dinner was a real bore. My sales manager droned on and on about the "bottom line." Since the company was picking up the tab, I had a few too many cocktails. Luckily, the meeting broke up early, and I headed home.

 

Entering my house, I looked forward to spending some time chatting with Kitten and admiring her tight, petite body. The house was quiet. I checked the kids' rooms to find that they were safely asleep in their beds. However, there was no sign of Kitten.

 

As I made my way up the stairs to my bedroom, I heard faint moans and murmurs. Stepping as lightly as I could, I approached the partly open door. I peered in to see Kitten lying on my king size bed wearing nothing but the dress shirt I had worn to work yesterday. Her tiny body seemed even smaller in my shirt on the huge bed. Her slender legs were spread far apart, her eyes were closed, and her hands were working slowly and methodically on her pussy and clitoris.

 

My cock began to tingle and enlarge as I watched Kitten pleasure herself. Her breath rate increased with the speed of her finger movements. From the way her hips started to undulate, it was obvious she was approaching a climax.

 

"Oh, yes, Mr. Gray," she whispered. "Fuck me just like that." Her mouth opened wide and she emitted a heavy sigh. "Oh, Mr. Gray, make me come," she moaned.

 

My erection was straining the fabric of my pants. I stepped closer to get a full view of her incredible performance. Unfortunately, the floor squeaked as I moved. Before I could retreat from her view, her eyes flew open, and she glared at me with a look of embarrassed horror.

 

"Oh, Mr. Gray," she whimpered, pulling the shirt closed and clamping her legs together. "I'm so sorry! You're home early." She was still panting from her near-orgasmic experience.

 

Suddenly feeling like a Peeping Tom, I was at a loss for words. Realizing that my pants were bulging, I turned sideways hoping that she wouldn’t notice. However, I saw her ogling my crotch.

 

"Please don't tell my parents, Mr. Gray," she pleaded.

 

"I won't, Kitten,” I heard myself stutter. “Um, I'll go down stairs so that you can get dressed."

 

"Mr. Gray, I'm so sorry," she said, tears welling in her eyes.

 

She looked so beautiful and vulnerable. Her smooth skin was a light, glowing pink - most likely because of her waning arousal. I could see the tips of her hardened nipples poking at the thin material of my shirt.

 

"Kitten," I said softly, “you're wearing my shirt."

 

She lowered her eyes momentarily before glancing at me. In the few seconds it took for her to respond, I could see a definite change in her demeanor. "I, um, `cuz I like the way it smells," she said coyly, spreading her legs slightly.

 

My mind was spinning. My cock was swollen. My eyes could do nothing but gaze at the young, virginal beauty lying nearly naked before me.

 

"Mr. Gray, I've...," her voice trailed off and her eyelids fluttered. "I really like you. Sometimes, I dream about, like, being with you, you know?"

 

"I'm old enough to be your father, Kitten. You should be dreaming about boys your own age," I managed to blurt out, trying to act the sensible adult.

 

She tilted her head and looked at me from under her long eyelashes. "They're just boys. I want a man."

 

It felt like it was one hundred degrees in the room. My brain was foggy from alcohol, sexual tension, and the fear that I would ruin my life if I succumbed to her apparent invitation.

 

"Don't you like me, Mr. Gray?" she asked in a whisper. "The boys at school are so fumbly. I know you wouldn't be that way,” she asserted confidently. Suddenly her eyes got big and she blurted excitedly, “And I know you've had a vasectomy. Mrs. Gray told me once when I asked her whether you would have more children."

 

"Kitten, you should get dressed. I'll wait down stairs and then take you..."

 

"Didn't you like what you saw when you came home?" she interrupted, spreading her gorgeous legs apart. She opened the shirt to display her entire body to me. "I'm really wet, Mr. Gray, and I need to come."

 

I was amazed at her forthrightness. I would never have dreamed she would come on to me so blatantly.

 

"Please" Kitten continued "I promise I won't tell. I just really need to come," she bit her lip and looked at me from behind her hair, making herself seem even more vulnerable and young. She opened her lips about an inch and ran her moist tongue between them. I glanced between her legs to peer at her labia. They were swollen and open like the petals of a deep pink flower. They glistened with her natural lubrication; begging for my attention.

 

Out if the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of my trousers. A dark, wet spot had formed where my seminal fluid had soaked through the fabric.

 

My thoughts were racing. Child molesting, loss of job, prison, adultery, divorce, child support: the numerous repercussions of satisfying Kitten's desire kept me from thinking straight. I suddenly recalled that an attorney friend had once told me that the age of consent in our state is sixteen. Although I had known Kitten for a few years, I had no true idea of her age.

 

"How old are you?" I asked.  

 

Kitten spread her legs a bit more, giving me a complete view of her pussy. As a teasing contrast to this, she used her hands to pull down the shirt to cover a tiny bit of the view. "I turned sixteen last week," she said, biting her lower lip. The shirt she was wearing fell open a bit, exposing her young, firm breast and its bright, pink nipple to me. "Won't you help me, Mr. Gray?"

 

I sighed audibly at hearing her admit her age. At least the possibility of criminal prosecution was seemingly eliminated. Blood surged through the vessels in my penis when she pled for my assistance.

 

She was so tiny, so delicate - surely no more than five feet tall and weighing less than one hundred pounds. Her lithe arms seemed to have been perfectly sculpted to meet her angular shoulders. Her lovely neck begged for my lips and tongue.

 

I took a step toward her. My will power was giving in to my lust for this beautiful, young girl. For the first time I caught the sweet scent of her body. I inhaled deeply to savor her essence and could also detect the unmistakable musky smell of her feminine lubrication. No man could create an aphrodisiac as compelling as the steamy aroma of a wet, virgin, cunt awaiting its first use. 

 

But, could I trust her? Would she expect me to be her "boyfriend?" And if she did, would any expression of rejection cause her to reveal what we did to her parents, or worse, to my wife? I knew Kitten was level headed, but the doubt stopped me in my tracks. Was she mature enough to realize that my family life and her future are more important than our immediate carnal desires?

 

"Kitten," I said somewhat forcefully, "if I touch you, you need to know that it is through sexual impulse, not a romantic desire. If you are looking for a suitor, this must stop now. It's surely obvious to you that I want you right now as much as you want me. But, other than that primal need, we could not have a meaningful relationship."  

 

Kitten nodded; eyes large. "Oh yes, I understand, Mr. Gray. I'd never tell anyone. And I know you can't be with my `cuz you have your family and stuff...but...," she let the oversized shirt fall down over her other shoulder, now exposing both her breasts, "you can still help me out...like, just this once can't you?"

 

Her plea was music to my ears. I moved to the bed and sat beside her. She tossed the shirt off her arms and flung them around my neck. Our mouths met in a crushing, passionate kiss. From the way she attempted to shove her tongue down my throat, it was obvious that she had had practice in “making out.” I wondered what other experiences she might have had in her few years on the earth.

 

I withdrew my mouth from hers and trailed my lips over her chin to her neck. Licking my lips, I kissed her throat. I could feel the sweet vibration of her moans as she became more aroused. I glanced at her right breast. Roughly the size of an orange, it was firm and pert. The nipple was taut and distended. I savored that view as I licked her lovely neck, then trailed my tongue across her chest and wrapped my wet lips around her lovely teat. It was rock hard; perfect for sucking and nibbling.

 

As if by instinct, my right hand slid up her inner thigh. When my fingers reached her engorged bud, she emitted a quick gasp.

 

“All you alright, Kitten?” I inquired while I sucked eagerly on her nipple.

 

“Oh, yes,” she panted. “I just never dreamed it would feel that good.” Kitten began to rock her hips in unison with the movements of my fingers. Lowering my hand, I traced my middle finger up and down the open slit that was the entry to the joys of her wonderful body.

 

“Hasn’t anyone ever touched you there before?”

 

“Sorta,” she moaned, suddenly becoming more demure. “But only when I had jeans on.”

 

I felt a burst of machismo. She was indeed a virgin – in the purest sense of the concept. My heart raced at the anticipation of deflowering this little vixen with my hands, mouth, and cock.    

 

I was mesmerized by the feeling of her diminutive body pressed against me. My cock, unfortunately still encased in my pants, rested against the silky, smooth skin of her right thigh. I alternated my mouth back and forth between her sweet nipples. As her moans and soft whimpers grew louder, I slowly slid my finger into her. The sensations of her warmth and tightness were exhilarating. I couldn't wait to taste the essence of her beckoning teen pussy.

 

"Kitten," I whispered with my lips still touching her left nipple, "you’ve never felt a mouth between your legs, have you?"        

 

Kitten had thrown her head back, savoring every movement of my fingers; every wet trace my kissing and sucking left on her breasts and nipples. She forced herself to lift her head and open her eyes. "No." she admitted softly, biting her lower lip, "But I'd like to."

 

I arose to my knees, stripped the tie from around my neck, and shed my shirt as quickly as I could. I peered at her naked body spread on the bed as I released my belt and tugged at the snap and zipper of my pants. In one rush of movement I removed my trousers and boxers; allowing my erection to be proudly exposed to my impending conquest. Kitten stared at my cock for several seconds. Her mouth fell open and her eyes glared in disbelief.

 

“Oh, my God,” she murmured slowly.

 

“You alright?” I asked for the second time.

 

Her gaze left my cock and we made eye contact. “It’s so,” she paused. “It’s…I didn’t think it would be “that” big.”

 

“You haven’t seen a man’s cock before?”

 

“Well, I’ve seen my brother’s. But, it wasn’t, like, big and stiff like yours.”

 

“Have you ever touched one?”

 

She looked away from me momentarily, then focused on my organ again. “I, ah, like rubbed a couple boys’ cocks. But, they had their pants on. I think they liked what I did though.”

 

“How so,” I asked, tossing my remaining clothes to the side.

 

“Cuz they squirmed around and their jeans got wet spots on `em.” She had a mischievous gleam in her eye.

 

“Oh, then I’m sure they liked what you did. You made them come,” I commented, hopeful that I would be feeling her touch in a matter of seconds. “Want to touch mine?”

 

She raised her torso onto her elbows and took a closer look at my package. “Duh?” she commented humorously. “I’ve wanted to see and touch your cock since the first time you took me home after baby-sitting. I kinda dreamed about what it would look and feel like, but I never…”

 

As her statement trailed off, she swung her legs gracefully under her until she was kneeling on the bed in front of me. She reached toward it with her right hand and traced her slim fingers up and down the length of my shaft. As she apparently felt more confident in her movements, she wrapped her tiny, adolescent hand around its girth.

 

“Wow,” she said with awe in her voice, “I can barely close my hand around it.”

 

She slid her hand up and down, softly at first, then began to apply more pressure. It was obvious she had virtually no experience because she was soon gripping me too tightly.

 

“Easy!” I scolded. “Remember, there are no clothes between us.”

 

As she eased her grip, my pleasure increased. She leaned closer to me and used both hands, one over the other. I reveled in the velvety softness of her caress and the comparative size of her body and mine. She leaned her body closer and closer to me, seemingly drawn to my cock. I reached down and ran my hands through the silky strands of her long hair.

 

“You want me to suck it?” She whispered, shifting her gaping eyes toward mine.

 

I nearly came just hearing her question. “I’d love that, Kitten.”

 

She licked her lips. “You’ll, like, hafta tell me if I don’t do it right, Okay?”

 

“Oh, I’m not too worried about that. I think you’ll catch on right away.”

 

I coaxed her head toward me with my hands. She dutifully opened her lovely mouth and lowered it over the head of my cock. The warm sensation was tremendous. As soon had she taken the tip in her mouth, she lifted off me and cleared her throat. Licking her lips again, she tried to plunge further down on me.

 

“That’s sweet, Kitten,” I said softly. “Hold it in your mouth and get used to the feeling.” I was in heaven. “Now, move your tongue around on it.”

 

She started swirling her tongue in circles against the underside of the head of my cock. It was barely in her mouth, but the contorted appearance on her face indicated that her jaws were opened to the limit. After a few seconds, she was miraculously able to lower her succulent lips up and down over the upper half of my shaft.

 

I could feel a tingle behind my scrotum and realized that if I allowed her to continue, I would soon be spurting long before I wanted to. With my hands, I signaled her to disengage. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs again.

 

“Was that okay?” she asked hopefully.

 

“For your first time, that was more than okay,” I responded as I nestled over her between her legs. “Maybe some other time I can let you practice some more,” I suggested. I could feel the heat from her pussy wafting up to my belly.

 

She kissed me again, sliding her hot tongue into my mouth. “It was cool. I could feel your veins and stuff kinda throbbing in my mouth.”

 

“You definitely made me throb, sweetie. Now, you still want to feel my mouth between your legs?”

 

“Oh, yes, Mr. Gray, I still do.”

 

Lowering myself down her little body I took position between her thighs. I thought of teasing her with kisses and nibbles, but decided that time was of the essence. Should one of the kids awaken and walk in on us, it would indeed be difficult to explain what Daddy was doing to the baby-sitter. I got up quickly, went to the door, closed and locked it, and dived back between those sleek, virgin legs.

 

I held her thighs in my hands and lifted them until they were perpendicular to her body. Lowering my face, I started just between her anus and vulva and licked up her sweet slit until I reached the soft wisp of pubic hair above it.

 

“Oh, God,” Kitten squealed.

 

I covered her pussy with my mouth, allowing my upper lip to connect with her clitoris while my tongue probed the entrance to her vagina. It was the sweetest tasting pussy I could remember. Her body tensed and began to tremble. Her breathing became short and raspy.

 

“Oh, God, oh God,” Kitten kept repeating softly, as if it were her cunnilingus-receiving mantra. 

 

From the short probings of my tongue, I could sense how tight and undisturbed her vagina was. Her clitoris, which felt tiny when I first touched it, seemed to have grown twice as large. When she fell silent suddenly, I sensed that she was nearing the edge. I concentrated on her swollen bud, sucking it gently between my lips.

 

For a moment, it appeared she had stopped breathing altogether. Then, she exhaled with a deep, low moan. I had hit pay dirt. She ground her pussy against my mouth as an orgasm swept through her petite body. I glanced up to see her throwing her head back and forth on the pillow; savoring her first non-self-induced climax. The expression on her face was one of celestial pleasure. Knowing I had given her such pleasure, my cock pulsed with growing eagerness to experience the feeling of entering her divine depths.

 

“God!” she cried, louder than I had wanted. I hoped she had not stirred the children. “Oh, God, yes,” she commented again more softly.

 

Wiping my mouth of her juices and my saliva, I slowly slithered up her body until our mouths met again. Her kiss was a combination of passion and gratitude. She sucked my tongue and lavished me with her appreciative lips.

 

“Mr. Gray,” she said after drawing away, “I can’t…I mean, like…that was sooo cool.”

 

“Yes, it was,” I agreed.

 

Suddenly she began to giggle. “Wow!”

 

“Shhh,” I cautioned her, “we don’t want to awaken the little ones.”

 

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said again with a giggle in her voice. “It’s just, like, that was the best.”

 

“You flatter me,” I replied. I could feel the wetness of her opening against my stomach as I lay upon her, my weight supported on my elbows. I was dying to get inside her. “You want to feel something that might be even better than “the best?”

 

“You mean…?”

 

“What you were fantasizing about when I walked in on you,” I stated flatly.

 

She looked at me with a worried, blank stare. “You mean, you fucking me?”

 

“Only if you’re sure you want that,” I said, not knowing what I would do with my raging hard on if she declined.

 

It didn’t take long for her to respond. “Yes,” she said and kissed me tenderly. “I want you to fuck me.”

 

I moved deeper between her legs and pressed he head of my cock against the hot wetness of her open pussy lips. With a slight movement of my hips, the head slipped into her tight orifice. Suddenly, a serious thought flashed in my hedonism-soaked mind. Since she is a virgin, there might be the risk of blood.

 

“Just a second,” I said, jumping off the bed.

 

“But,” she protested.

 

As I made my way to my dresser, I calmed her. “Just a little precaution.” I scrounged in a drawer until I found an old pair of sweat pants that my wife had wanted me to discard for months. Returning to the bed, I lifted her light frame and slipped the fabric under her tight little ass.

 

“There,” I said, “now we’re ready to resume.”

 

Once again I placed myself between her gorgeous legs and pressed the head of my cock against her. She was so tight it seemed that it may be impossible to steal her modesty. Lunging forward, I felt the head slide into her deliciously wet and tight sheath.

 

“Oh,” she yelped. “It hurts.”

 

“Let’s take this as slowly as we can,” I reassured her. Holding the inch or so of my cock in her, I caressed her breasts and nibbled on her left nipple. “You let me know when it feels comfortable.”

 

“It’s so big,” she whispered. “I…I don’t know…”

 

I moved out a bit and pressed further into her. Her internal heat was unreal. “How’s that?”

 

“Better”, she whimpered.

 

I lunged forward until nearly half of my organ was buried inside her. At that point, I felt a slight obstruction. Relaxing until her taut vagina nearly pushed me out, I shoved my cock further until the obstruction gave way.

 

“Oh, God,” she reacted violently. “No, no, no,” she pleaded, “it hurts. It’s too big.”

 

Her whole body was tense with apprehension and fear. “Just give it a little time. Relax. Let your body adjust to the sensation.”

 

She was nearly panting. Her breasts heaved with every breath. Small beads of sweat had formed on her forehead. I was afraid that she had made the decision that she could not go through with satisfying her fantasy and my fantastic reality.

 

I stayed completely still, except for the involuntary twitching of my semi-enclosed cock. I continued to stroke her breasts and started nibbling on her neck. The urge to slide all the way inside her body was nearly overpowering.

 

“Here,” I said, “I’ll take it out a little.” I backed out an inch or so. “Now I’ll go back in where I was before. How’s that?”

 

“It still hurts,” she whined.

 

“I’ll do it again. There, out, and back in again. Look down at my cock, Kitten,” I suggested. She complied by arising to her elbows and peering between her legs. “See, I’m fucking you.”

 

“Yes,” she hissed. An expression of marvel began to overtake her pretty face. “Yes, you’re fucking me. God, I can’t believe your big cock is inside me.”

 

I kept moving slowly. With every stroke I entered her a little more. “Has it stopped hurting?”

 

“Yes, it feels much better,” she whispered, still ogling my cock as it glided deeper and deeper with each stroke. “Yes, Mr. Gray, you’re fucking me.”

 

She was so tight I could feel every fold and small ridge of her internal duct. I wasn’t sure if I could remain in control of my urge to come much longer. “Does it feel good, Kitten?”

 

She shifted her gaze to my eyes and reclined on the bed. “Yes,” she panted. “God, yes. It feels good.”

 

Her body relaxed and she spread her legs even farther apart to allow me unfettered admission to her. I began to rotate my hips in small circles, continuing my incursion into her young, virgin pussy. Although I consciously tried not to, I involuntarily quickened my pace until I was pumping in and out of her. Finally, I was all the way in; feeling our pubic mounds meet at the end of each stroke.

 

“Oh, God,” she cried, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Oh, God, you’re fucking me!”

 

“Shhh,” I cautioned again. “Remember the kids.”

 

“”Yes,” she cooed softly. “Oh, oh, oh…”

 

I looked down at her and drank in the delight of the changing expressions on her face. The muscles in her brows were contorted and her mouth was opening wide. It appeared that she was at once interpreting sensations that were unique to her and at the same time trying to cope with a rising sensation of arousal. She wore a mask of pain and pleasure.

 

I continued a steady rhythm sliding in and out of her ever-expanding vagina. I was careful not to lose control and pummel her as hard as I truly wanted. I could feel myself reaching the breaking point and hoped I wouldn’t disappoint her by finishing before she had peaked.

 

“Oh, God, oh, God,” she began to chant again. “Make me come, Mr. Gray,” she pleaded. “Oh, make me come!”

 

Just as I felt the semen begin to pump through my prostate, she let loose. Her narrow hips began rocking up and down and swaying in circles, adding to the immense pleasure of my orgasm.

 

“I’m coming,” she hissed through her teeth, then emitted another low moan of deep satisfaction.

 

We writhed together in the ecstasy of sensual release for a few more seconds before I collapsed onto her sweat covered body. She took my face in her hands and covered it with kisses of gratefulness, which I returned enthusiastically.

 

“Kitten,” I said, drawing a few inches from her face, “that was marvelous.”

 

She opened and closed her eyes slowly. “Oh, yeah,” she cooed. “You were right, that was even better than your mouth.” She giggled, then continued, “I can’t believe it. God…”

 

I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was nearly eleven o’clock. Her parents may be getting concerned and call to see why she was so late. True reality snuck back into my head, and I again felt the pangs of horror at what I had just done.

 

“Kitten, this needs to be our secret. We can’t tell anyone about this,” I said somewhat more sternly than I had intended.

 

“I know. I won’t say anything about it.”

 

“Good,” I congratulated her. “We’d better get cleaned up so I can take you home.”

 

“I know. But, I don’t really want to go. It feels so good with you inside me.”

 

I couldn’t agree with her more. But, I had come back to reality. When I pulled out of her luscious pussy, I noticed a slight trickle of pink fluid had seeped from her and onto the sweat pants. I knew I would need to throw them away once she left.

 

She went to the bathroom to clean up while I straightened the bed and got into my clothes. I suggested she use one of my wife’s panty liners to catch any additional liquid that might leak out of her on the way home. I checked to see if the kids were alright, then we exited the house for the short drive.

 

When we arrived at her parents’ house, she made sure nobody was looking out the windows. She gave me another long kiss and hug while my car sat in the driveway.

 

“Thank you, Mr. Gray,” she whispered. “You know I’ll never forget tonight.”

 

“I won’t either, you can bet on that,” I replied. “Oh, I almost forgot,” I said reaching for my wallet, “your payment for baby-sitting.” I withdrew a twenty dollar bill and handed it to her.

 

“Wow, that seems like a bonus,” she giggled. “Call me if you need me to watch the kids again, okay?”

 

A thought flashed through my mind. “Well, my wife will be gone until the day after tomorrow. I might need you again tomorrow night.”

 

“What Time?” she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

   

 

      

 

   

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

How I became a Cross Dresser Prostitute

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How I became a cross dresser prostitute

 

When I was younger, I was a typical dude, jacking off watching filth on the Internet, trying to bed down every girl I could find and so on.

Then suddenly I'm all grown up, a young adult, working nine to five, have a mortgage and the obligatory once a month lunch with the in-laws. My wife is a great catch; 24, blond, smart, caring, beautiful and great in bed. So far she hasn't turned down any of my suggestions under the blanket (or outside, on the roof top, airplane's bathroom, you name it).

But still, or maybe because of this, I needed something else, something to make me feel naughty and dirty. So, I began to dress up in her underwear. Ok, I admit it, make up too. I did a few cam2cam's on messenger, but still I didn't feel that naughtiness I was looking for.

Apart from sex, the other great interests I have are fast cars. In my garage, together with my daily driver 5-series BMW, is my race tuned, street legal, first model M3. My pride and joy. Unbelievably fast, but being almost a race car, it is vulnerable. That's why I don't use it daily on daily basis.

My wife had another overseas assignment of couple of days, and I had to stay home. I took her to the airport and drove back home. I opened the computer and began to look for porn. I wanked off for a while, but I grew increasingly horny. I went to her dresser, put on her white stalkings, bra and a real see-through g-string.

I opened her makeup kit and applied a bit of eye liner and lipstick. Then I got from my hunting rifle safe my most guarded secret: a long blond wig. Now my cock got really hard. I was all four knees in our living room, toughing my arse, but still I wanted more. Hmm...

An idea came to my mind, no, too sick, I.couldn't. Bullshit, of course I can.

I put on my sneakers and opened the apartment door. Quick look around, no one there. Good, I ran as quickly as I could to the staircase, couldn't risk getting caught in the elevator and went to the garage.

One one there, good. Ran to the M3, the 5 series was parked outside. Just when I was looking for the key a car came into the garage. My heart nearly stopped. Here I am, Mr. Jones of 7B, dressed up as a hooker with a hard on, how do you do? I crouched as the car passed by. Huh... that was close. Now I noticed that my cock seemed to like all this, it was so hard it ached.

I quickly entered the M3, and started it up. Normally I let it warm up for a few minutes before driving it, to treat the race engine better, not now, I just took off. The rough idle and the booming sound always attracts attention and people come to chat. Normally I'd be flattered, but as you can imagine, now wasn't the best time.

Got out of the garage and headed towards the freeway. I was cruising below the speed limit towards the local industrial park where there was always a good number of hookers at night. I was wanking off while driving there, making girly sounds. It turned me on big time. I really had to watch for not to cum yet.

Got to the industrial park and headed to where the transexuals normally hang around. I had never been with one, but they had recently started to turn me on more than anything. I had a slight tint on the windows so I was able to admire their bodies and the huge cocks while remaining hidden. I had my legs spread open and my throbbing cock in my hand. I kept on driving and wanking. I nearly hit a van, it's not easy to get your foot back to the race clutch when jacking off in stalkings.

I went around the block and reached a street with no hookers on it and decided to give the car a bit of stick.

An amazing race car sound echoed between the buildings and then suddenly... the engine shut off. Clutch in and let the car roll, looking where to park it. Saw a parking place of some company and steered the car there.

Anger filled my mind, I knew exactly what had happened, the ECU had shut down, I told the mechanic to make sure to order the motorsport version, which of course he hadn't and we had to put a standard ECU in, that idiot! It had to be reset with a tool, which I didn't have on me. Great!

Took a deep breath, trying to calm down. Ok, have to come back for the car tomorrow and reset it.

Then it hit me like a sledgehammer. I'm sitting here in full slut wear, no cellular, no wallet, no money. Oh shit! Please no, shit!

I began to tremble, what the fuck am I going to do now?

I looked around. Suddenly my fellow Johns turned into predators and I into their fucking prey. What if I get raped or something? Now I really got scared.

Maybe I have my race suit in the trunk! Looked around, no one there. Jumped out, opened the trunk, hoping to see the suit. Empty. Shit! I closed the trunk.

I heard a car stopping. Too scared to turn around. Definitely the new M5, I could recognise that V10 anywhere.

A guy speaks:"Hi baby, you're not trying to steal my buddy's car are you?"

I didn't answer, who the hell was this? Do I know him? My cock got hard again.

Guy continued:"That's a famous M3 in our forum, can't steal that one, everybody knows it."

Good point, never had though about it like that.

"Come here baby, I'll give you something better. 50 bucks, come on"

I did my best to imitate a girl and gave my first reply as a girl:"Fuck off!"

"You fucking whore!" and the car took off.

I was scared shitless. Only then I began to think that I have been called a lot of things, but never a whore before. Crap!

I really began to feel restless. Definitely standing next to my M3 wouldn't help, so I decided to walk away from it. I could feel my g-string rubbing against my asshole, which got me even harder. My balls were all over the place and my cock pointing out of the panty. Really girlie sight...

As I was walking another car slowed down. I turned my head just enough to see. It was a Taurus. The window rolled down. A man of maybe 45 years of age smiled at me. He seemed cool.

He spoke to me:"Hi beautiful. How's it hanging?"

Never better said... and that got me hard again.

"I have been better.” I replied truthfully.

"Wanna come closer? I want to see you better."

I began to feel aroused more and more. I think it was how he wasn't rude; he treated me like a lady. I walked to his car. He leaned towards the window.

"My name's Jake", he said, "what's yours?"

My name? I had never thought about that. Can't say Robert really. "Robin", I replied.

"Can I touch your boobs Robin", he asked.

Now my cock was so hard that I was worried about damaging his door. I surprised myself by answering."Sure honey. Is that all you want to touch?" Can't believe I just said that.

"How much for half an hour Robin?"

How do I know? Shit! I tried to remember how much I paid the last time. "100", I replied.

"Sounds like a lot to me"

"80", I said immediately. I can't believe I'm negotiating a price for my ass. This slut talk got my cock dripping already.

"Done. Jump in baby."

My heart began to pound, hard. I opened the door and sat on the front seat.

"Where do you park normally honey?” he asked.

How do I know? I haven't ever been the payee. "Anywhere free", I replied.

He drove the car to a spot between two warehouses.

Now my heart was close to exploding, as was my cock also. He turned off the engine.

He began to touch my bra and my legs. My hand went to touch his crotch. I could feel his hard cock. I opened his zipper.

His cock jumped out like a Jack-in-a-box. A girlie sound came out of my throat before I dove for his cock. I wanted it deep in my mouth. He moaned as I deep throated his cock.

Suddenly I felt how he wetted his middle finger on my saliva, spread open my ass cheeks and put his finger in my ass. I nearly cummed.

He kept on fingering my ass while I enjoyed his cock. I couldn't stop sucking it.

After a few minutes he stopped and said:"Do you mind if we use my condoms?"

Condoms? I knew I forgot something. "Sure I answered."

He gently guided me to the rear seat, where I went on four knees, spreading my ass as wide a possible. What am I doing? That though was shortlived as his cock started to push against my virgin ass. The pain mixed with pleasure. I had never felt so dirty in my life.

Suddenly my ass gave in and his cock entered my ass so deep that I cried out. He stopped, letting my ass to get used to the intruder. I began to move my hips, to get his cock moving in my ass. Drops of pre cum fell off my cock. He wiped them off and rubbed it into my face.

Now he started to fuck me. Oh god how good it felt. His cock felt hundred times bigger than it was. I was weeping in pain and pleasure. He squeezed my tits and wanked my cock, while pounding my virgin ass. I tried to spread my ass as open as possible, I wanted him deeper in my arse. I felt so humiliated having a cock inside me, but still at the same time so horny. My head was against the leather interior of his back seat, without even noticing, I was licking the leather and my saliva was all over the seat.

My first client, can't believe this was happening to me, was pounding my ass. He leaned forward and licked my tongue with his. I cock was throbbing so hard now.

"I'm going to cum soon" said my client.

"Wanna cum on my face? 20 bucks more."

"Yeah! Done!"

I pushed him out of my ass, which suddenly felt as empty as some organ had been removed and turned around. I pulled off the condom and pointed his milk gun to my face and began to stroke him with one hand while fingering his butt with the other. Soon he shot a very generous amount of cum on my face and chest. I began to rub it all over my body. I felt like a bitch. Well, technically I suppose I was one.

My client finally caught his breath and began to get dressed. Suddenly I noticed that I was covered in cum.

"Got any Kleenex?" I asked him and he handed over a box. "Keep it." he said. I had a feeling I might need them all, I was so wet.

My first client pulled his wallet out and handed the 80 bucks we had agreed, which I took. Then he handed another 50 saying:"that's for the bukkake and the experience. You were fantastic. You were so tight I thought it was our first time."

"Thanks for the compliment." I replied. How little did he know...

"Can I kiss you good night?” he asked.

I looked at him, pulled his head closer and gave him a long passionate tongue kiss. My cock got hard again.

"Where do you want me to drop you baby?" he asked.

That was a good question. I definitely should say home, or even better, somewhere near home. I could sneak home undetected. I surprised myself saying:"Here's fine love."

I got dressed and checked my make up. Still ok. I could smell his cum on my face, which got my cock hard again.

I stepped out of the car. I saw the other hookers walking up and down the streets and flashing their goods to the passing cars.

A car stopped in front of me, a Golf. A blond girl opened the window and looked at me, interested.

"You're a CD, right." she asked.

"Not interested." I replied. What did I just say? That girl was gorgeous! But my Willy was soft as a cotton candy. What was happening to me? She took off. This was getting really weird.

I heard it coming from far away, a Harley Vrod. As it came closer I saw it was more specifically the Night Rod. The name reminded me of myself. Damn.

The guy riding the bike was about my age, probably around 25-28, seemed to have a nice body. He was wearing shorts and a hockey shirt, no helmet.

"What's up girl?" he said. Well, I knew something that was up...

"I'm good. What can I do to please you?"

"Me nothing, but my buddy's getting married in a week, and we're throwing this thing for him. We got him a stripper but we wanted to shock him a bit also, you know, a joke."

"Ok.", I replied, not really sure how to deal with this.

"So, could you come and do a striptease and the girl, I mean a real one, would take it from there."

"When? Where?" I asked.

"Now. The place is about 20 minutes from here. I'll pay you 200."

"300. A flat fee. Sex or not." I hoped there would be so, my cock and ass wanted more.

"Done. No sex for you babe, the guy's straight as a judge. Got your clothes?"

"Sorry, this is all I have."

He looked at my slutwear and thought for a while. Then he removed his hockey shirt and handed it to me.

"Here, put this on. We're going to a condo, got to look a bit more presentable."

"Sure." I replied.

Now I got to see this guy's body. He had a lovely six pack for abs and a smooth tanned skin. My cock got hard again. I began to breath faster. I put my hand on his cock while touching his short hair with the other hand and asked:

"Wanna test drive me first?"

He gently pushed my hand off his cock and replied with a smile:"Barking at a wrong tree honey. Sorry."

I wanted this guy so bad!

I jumped on his bike. He started the bike and we took off and headed to the freeway. It was a strange feeling to be a passenger on a bike, I have my own bike and I was always the one riding it. Also, not having anything except a g-string to stop the wind hitting my genitals was weird, but arousing also. Especially with the wind lifting the hockey shirt up and the whole world seeing my g-stringed ass. Luckily I always kept my legs and ass shaven, probably a habbit from my swimming days.

I kept on looking at this gorgeous guy sitting in front of me and his bare skin. I wanted to put my hands in his shorts and feel his cock. I restrained myself. But my cock was up.

Soon we turned off the freeway, went through a neighbourhood and got to a high rise condo building. We entered the underground parking. We finally parked the bike next to a Porsche 911 cabrio. So the kids have money, I thought.

He took my hand and took me to the elevator where used a key to take the elevator to the penthouse. Interesting.

"Ok, so when we get to the top, stay in the entrance. I'll blindfold the guy and then you come out and do a little friction dance and strip. When he freaks out, we'll bring the girl out and I'll call you a cab home. Ok?"

"Ok."

The elevator reached the penthouse and the door opened and rock music and smell of illegal substances filled the air. Party time. It sounded like there was at least 10 people in the party. I got aroused again; the idea of stripping in front of 10 young guys turned me on big time.

A big sheer was heard from the living room, as well as some cat calls. I began to touch myself and finger my butt, I was so horny.

Soon another guy appeared. He looked at me like if he had seen the most amazing thing.

"Oh shit! Look at you man! I mean, baby." he exclaimed.

"I'm Mark by the way."

"Robin." I shook his hand.

"Shit, this is sick man! Love this! He's gonna be so shocked. Can I see it?" He seemed all excited about what was going to happed.

I pulled my hard cock out of the G-string and stroked it.

He laughed excitedly and exclaimed:"Unreal! Fucking brilliant!"

"Come baby, do your thing!" he said when he took my hand and guided me to the living room.

The room went crazy. Everybody shouting and jumping. The guy who had picked me up brought the girl in at the same time. Everybody's eyes were on me and on the prank.

Then I saw the target. I stopped on my track. On the sofa there was the most amazing black guy I have ever seen in my life. His body was undescribable. He wore only shorts, showing his muscles.  He had a bold head, a gold chain around his neck and ear rings. My cock was going to explode.

People were sheering like crazy.

I saw a bottle of Vodka on the table, opened it and drank a good load, I'd need it. People loved it. Next I took off the hockey shirt and kicked off the sneakers.

I was left only with the bra, G-string and the stalkings.

I took the bottle and went on four knees on the floor. I approached the guy and kissed his stomach. He surprised at the contact. God how tight his abs were. His cock seemed to react also, it was huge. Mine was about to explode.

I kept on licking his skin and when I got to his right nipple, I gave it a bite. He moaned. People were going off the scale. A bright light of a video camera blinded me, great, I was being filmed. Just great. Actually I didn't care, I was in the seventh heaven kissing and licking this guy. What I really wanted was that huge cock hidden in his pants.

I moved the bottle under his nose so that he could smell the Vodka.

"Vodka, yeah baby, give me some!" he said.

Now I noticed that the party had also tied his hands behind his back. Good.

I poured Vodka in my mouth and then slowly dripped it into his open mouth. I repeated it once more and when all the liquid was in his mouth, I kissed him. The party was yelling so loud that I was worried for my ears.

"Fucking yeah!" shouted the hero.

Suddenly the party began to shout:"Panty off! Panty off!"

I turned to face them and slowly removed the G-string, showing my rock hard cock. Everybody screamed, yelled and pointed at my cock.

I began to rub my ass against his naked skin. He seemed to like that. I looked down ans saw his huge cock bulging in his shorts. God how I wanted that thing in my mouth.

I stepped up on the sofa and pushed my ass against his face. He began to kiss and lick it. I pulled my balls and cock forward so he wouldn't notice them. Few times his tongue touched my asshole, sending jolts through my body. I was dripping pre cum.

And that's when somebody pulled off his blindfold.

"What the fuck!" he shouted when he saw my cock 4 inches from his face.

"Get this faggot off me!"

The party was laughing their butt off and the video camera got a good close up of a very shocked man.

"I'll fucking beat you up!", he shouted at me.

Now the girl stripper went to do her bit. drawing most of the attention.

The guy who had brought me there came to me still laughing:"Off the scale! That was awesome! Did you see his face?"

I was more worried about the party boy, he probably really wanted to beat the crap out of me.

"Just give me the money and I'll be gone."

"What? Oh yeah, hold on." He opened his wallet and gave me the money. He also handed me the hockey shirt and said:"You keep it."

"Thanks.", I said, and opened the elevator.

I got in and selected to ground floor. I realized that nobody had called me a cab. I'd find one on my own, didn't want to go back there to be beaten up.

The doors opened and I walked through the lobby and through the front door.

I just got outside when I heard somebody shouting from the rooftop, 30 floors up.

"Yo blondie, hold on!"

It was the party boy, shit. Oh, well. I was going to get whacked, probably deserved it. Since I forgot my sneakers upstairs in the panic, I couldn't outrun him anyway. Take it like a man I thought.

The guy run out of the building and came to me.

"Yo!"

I took a defensive step back.

"It's ok baby, I'm not gonna hurt you. You just shocked the shit out of me. I'm Chris.", he said giving me his hand.

"Robin." I shook his hand.

"Hey listen Robin, come up with us, ok? Stay and let's have some pizza, few beers and forget about this ok? No hard feelings."

Well, I still wanted to feel some hard of his but that was not going to happen.

"Yeah ok." I replied.

"Right on!"

Together we went back to the elevator. Just then I noticed that we were both a bit drunk.

While standing the in the elevator, I looked at my naked feet and we I looked up I saw Chris looking at my reflection in the mirrored elevator. Was he checking me out?

"Crazy party, huh?" he said.

I was left with a doubt. Probably he was just staring at me, not believing what just happened to him.

We got back to the penthouse and went back to the party. The stripper seemed to want some extra cash, she was blowing two guys on the couch. Somebody was smoking God knows what in a semi stoned state under the table. Everybody seemed to be very drunk.

"What do you want to drink Robin?", Chris asked.

"Tequila, lots of it."

Chris looked to the living room and then said:"None there, come, there's some in the kitchen."

I followed him to the kitchen. Just when I was about to enter the kitchen a guy came out, very drunk, with a beer can on his hand.

"Heeeey! It's the cock queen!"

"Yeah what ever." I replied.

"Hey listen, you have the best looking ass in the world. Don't tell anyone I said that, ok." After saying that, he walked out and joined the party.

"Actually you have a great ass." said Chris, smiling.

"Thanks."

He poured me Tequila. And some for himself too.

We downed the drinks.

"Come on, do a real striptease!" he said and took me back to the living room.

Party was wild there, somebody was boning the stripper already and somebody had passed out behind the couch.

Chris lifted me on the dining table like if I was alittle girl, he was strong.

I was so drunk and horny that I stripper off my clothes and left only the stalkings on.

The stripper had finished with the guy and joined me on the table. Together we danced and rubbed each other.

I don't know how long we had danced there, but I had to rest, the room seemed to spin.

I saw Chris sitting on the couch and crashed next to him. Without even thinking, I turned to cuddle him. To my surprise he pulled me closer.

"Do you always have that hard on?" he asked me.

Only then I noticed that my cock was hard again.

"Only when I want some cock." I replied.

He looked into my eyes and then turned his head away when somebody else jumped on the table and began to breakdance on it.

Suddenly I felt someone touch my naked ass. Playing with my asshole with his finger. It was the gorgeous guy who had picked me up from the street. I moved my leg, opening my asshole more for him. He pushed his finger deep in my ass. I moaned, it felt so good. I put my hand on his cock, it was hard. I slipped my hand inside his shorts and felt his cock. It was wet and throbbing. He pulled his finger out of my ass and put it into my mouth. The taste of my own ass turned me on even more.

Just when I was about to turn to face him, Chris barked at him:"Fuck off! She's mine!".

I couldn't believe what I just had heard. The other guy seemed to react to this sudden outburst and quickly stood up and went to harress the stripper.

I turned to look at Chris. He was drunk, but still he was definitely looking into my eyes.

I slowly gave him couple of soft kisses on his lips. He didn't pull away.

I kissed his ear and whispered:"Chris, fuck me."

 

He stood up. I was sure he was going to throw me out.

Instead, he took my hand and walked me to the bedroom. I saw my reflection on the mirror. I was naked except the stalkings. Chris looked so good that I almost cummed there and then.

We reached the bed. Without wasting time, I dropped on my knees and pulled his shorts down.

I wasn't prepared for the monstrosity that jumped up. His cock was absolutely massive. As I was on knees, it seemed like the Statue of Liberty to me.

I crabbed it with both hands and shoved it into my mouth. It barely fit. I began to suck it, while touching his unbelievably fit body and finger his asshole.

He moaned and pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. My mouth was dripping saliva on my chest. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and began to lick the shaft. I couldn't believe the size of that thing!

Now I stood up, crabbed his head and kissed him passionately. I felt our cocks touch.

He slapped my ass. It felt so good.

"Again!" I begged. Another slap.

I pushed him on the bed and pushed his knees to his chest. I went flat on the bed and began to french kiss his asshole. It was so warm and sweaty.

"You like that?" I asked Chris. He didn't reply, just kept on moaning. I tried to open his hole wider but i was too tight, so I pushed a finger in instead. Now Chris really moaned.

I moved so I could keep on fingering him while sucking his cock.

Chris had his eyes closed, moaning and rocking his body.

He opened his eyes and sat up.

"Want to be fucked Robin?"

I got scared, how the hell can that thing fit my ass.

Without waiting for my answer, he flipped me around on my knees and moved behind me.

He spat on my asshole and soon I felt his massive cock touching my hole. He began to push his cock in. My ass resisted, the thing was monsterous. He pushed harder, it began to hurt. Suddenly I felt how his huge cock entered me. It felt like that thing could reach my lungs.

He began to ram me, faster and faster.

I couldn't even move, my ass was stretched to its limits. I felt my stomach to go upside down, he entered me so deep. All I could do was to hold on to the bed sheets and enjoy.

I saw myself in the mirror and felt so ashamed, dirty and cheap. I loved it.

Chris kept on ramming like a machine.

After what seemed like an eternity, he whispered:"I'm gonna cum."

I was so deep in the pleasure that I barely understood the words and didn't even reach before he pushed his cock so deep in my ass that I cummed.

I haven't ever cummed so hard in my life. The bed sheets were drenched in my cum.

At the same time Chris cummed in my ass. It felt like if someone was hosing my ass with a shower nozzle.

I felt his cock throbbing inside me.

Slowly he pulled his cock out of my devastated asshole and fell down next to me. He fell asleep or passed out, I wouldn't know.

I looked at his amazing body. I took his now sleeping cock and began to lick and suck it clean. I touched my asshole, it was still open like an owen. Sperm was dripping out of it.

I looked for something to stick into it and found a mobile phone. I would never have even thought about trying a phone, but after the last hour or so, my rear door had reached totally new dimensions.

I began to slide it in and out, which was easy as my ass was still dripping cum. I began to suck Chris' sleeping cock while phoneing my ass. Even when the monster was asleep, it was huge. I pushed it as far down my throat as I could. It didn't take long for me to cum again. I sprayed the cum on the sheets, already wet from the stuff.

I saw there was a bathroom connected to the bedroom. I entered and saw myself in the mirror. What a mess. I was surprised the wig had stayed on. My make up looked like a racoon and my body was covered in sperm and sweat.

I took off the stalkings and took a long shower.

Next I went to see if I could borrom some clothes from Chris. As I opened the closet, I found out that it was full of women's clothes, presumably Mrs Monster Cocks.

I found a pair of really low cut and tight jeans. I tried them on. They were seriously tight for me.

Next I found a top, which looked almost like a sports bra, it was that short. And a pair of sneakers.

I also found make up and retouched mine a bit.

I wrote a note to Chris saying that it had been the best fuck of my life, true, and left him a list of the clothes I had stolen. We don't want the groom to get into trouble, do we.

Last look and I went out of the room. In the living room the party was still on, few people had passed out though. Nobody noticed when I walked to the elevator.

I pressed the button for ground floor and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a cross dresser hooker.