Published Sex Stories

The waterfall

TrendWhore*! on Erotic Poems

I sneak up close behind you,
It's almost reaching noon,
I kiss your neck just gently,
Someone will come home soon.

You place your hands on my breasts,
And gently push me against the wall,
Pull off my clothes in a rush,
I watch them as they fall.

You take your hands in mine,
As you lead me to your bed,
Take off your clothes and lay me down,
I gently stroke and caress your head.

You slowly explore your new wonderland,
The mountains, the cave, the waterfall,
I close my eyes and let you,
Wanting you to touch me all.

Soon enough I lose control,
Need to feel you inside me,
Guide you in and pull you close,
We're one, connected we finally be.

I rock against you slowly,
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br />As you push inside me deeper,
The feelings getting intense,
This memory is a keeper.

You gently start to kiss me,
And I moan softly in your mouth,
I can feel the feeling growing,
A feeling coming from down south.

I grind against you harder,
As the waterfall starts to flow,
Our waters mixed together,
As they finish we start to slow.

You lay down close beside me,
And hold me in your arms,
We fall asleep together,
As our breathing slowly calms.

Homecoming

BigMan1001 on Teen Stories

I am one of the better looking kids in school from all the time I spent playing, which really didn’t leave me with much of an education. But damn, did I look good. 5’ 10”, a toned tanned body, well cut black hair, and from what I have been told, a rock hard ass.

It was the night of Homecoming and I was going to pick up my date from her house, whose parents happen to be gone for the week-end. Kelly was a real looker. About 5’ 6”, long blond hair, blue eyes, a great pair of tits; it was hard to believe they were that big for her age. I always imagined getting tittied fucked by those things every time she walked through the classroom door, I couldn’t help but stare and get a massive hard on. Not to mention,

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an ass so fine, it’s a shame she has to sit on it, man I loved to see that thing in action when she would run track during the fall.

Anyways, I knock on the door and she lets me know the door is open. I enter in to here her tell me to come upstairs. As I proceed I see a light coming from a room so I let myself in. There she is standing in there with nothing but her black thong and bra. I couldn’t believe it, I was hoping I would get some tonight, but didn’t think it would be this easy.

She comes over to me and whispers in my ear, “Is this what you want.” As she grabs my now erect cock. Standing there speechless she begins to undress me. Again, I am going to homecoming and dressed in a suit. Let me tell you there is nothing sexier than to see a girl remove your tie and then rub it between her legs.

As she proceeded to undress me while I helped, we were locked in kissing, as our tongues played with one another’s. There I was in nothing by my boxers so I decided to have her do a little lap dance. She spun around the bed post, grinding that gorgeous ass against my cock as I removed her bra. Then she took off her thong, to reveal her pussy. Before I could get up she pushed me back down on the bed and started sucking my cock. First, licking the head slowly and moving her tongue all around the shaft before finally sucking on my balls. Man could Kelly suck. After that she took my whole seven inches in her moth as I pushed her head into more and more as if to fuck her mouth. I cummed right in her mouth and swallowed it all. Next it was my turn to return the favor.

I got up and had get on all fours on the bed as I licked that sweet ass. She began moaning in pleasure. “Oh, don’t stop… ohhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh” I couldn’t resist so I had her right where I wanted her so I started to spank her ass a few times. Then I got up and fucked her doggy style as I reached to squeeze those tits. We exchanged a little dirty talk:

“You like that bitch, you like it when I fuck your ass.”

“Fuck it, fuck it, I want that in my ass, I want it.”

“You want me to hit, you want me to hit that nice ass.”

“Hit it baby, hit it.”

But before I climaxed I just had to do what I always wanted.

I had her kneel on the floor as I fucked her tits. Feeling my cock between those two luscious orbs, made me swell as I unloaded twice on to her tits a few times reaching her face, and like a pro she licked it all up.

After that we showered together, got dressed and went to the dance. Where we grinded together on the dance floor the whole night. She was son horny; she even went under the table to blow me after dinner.


What a great night!

Dante

darkeroticangel on Love Stories

He stepped into the light and Jade gasped . It couldn't be. She put her hands to her face, willing the image to leave her. She stood there for a few moments sobbing. Suddenly, she felt two strong hands envelop hers, and pull them from her face. Jade kept her eyes closed.

*Please* he begged
*Please , look at me, * she had waited for this, and now that the moment had come, she was terrified.
* I ..... I can't ...* she stammard.
she began to relax, as he held her hands,  softly running his thumbs over the backs of them. he placed her hands against his bare chest . her fingertips brushing the familiar body she had so gently kissed and caressed not too long before. he gently tilted her chin up and kissed her lips ever so softly. with this tears streamed down her ch

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eeks like  cascading rivers. the man slid his arm around her waist pulling her close. Jade could feel his thighs pressing against hers.

* Please * he begged again.
* Please , will you look at me ?* he said his voice low and husky.


slowly she opened them and through blurred eyes Jade saw what she had dreamed to see for months after the news of his death. Dante was now standing before her. she smiled remembering the day before he left. the had made love that day. slow passionate love. as if they would never have the change again . after , she laid in his arms as  he caressed her side and kissed her lips... he had promised no matter how long it took . he would come back . even out of the fiery pits of hell. nothing would stop him . the need of her was too strong . not even the devil himself could contain him.

Dante ran his hand along her cheek rousing her from the memory. she looked at him again and smiled. slowly as if afraid to touch him . she reached up and softly caressed his face.. as soon as Dante felt her touch his eyes closed and he leaned into her hand. then kissed her palm softly .
how long had it been sense he had felt her last? how long had he ached to hold her and love her ? not only in mind but in body. on the lonely nights laying in his bed he had spent the time dreaming of her . of her soft skin resting against his . their arms and legs twisted together in a passionate embrace. their bodies striving to become one . him thrusting into her willing body.

he groaned at the thought as a stirring started in his loins. slowly he wrapped his other arm around her waist pulling her body flat against his own . his hard on now pressed into her belly , wanting to be touched. she slipped her hand between their bodies slifing her hand over him . he groaned again and opened his eyes . looking down at her he smiled. she was so beautiful he thought . ha had never seen another like her . long silky raven hair , skin the color of honey, and so soft it was like touching rose petals. her eyes my god her eyes were the color of pure jade. two bright flurescent green orbs . which could look straight into a mans soul and penetrate his thoughts . her lips were full with a gorgeous red hue. dante reached up with one hand and ran his thumb over her lips . in response she closed her eyes and kissed it.

* god ive missed you  *, he silenced her by gently pressing his lips to hers and kissing her . he pulled back and brushed his lips against hers.

* shhhh im here now, lets just enjoy the moment*, he replied. he slipped his arm back around her waist and pressed  her so tight to him ,that it was like he wanted to absorb her into him . she stood leaning against him , smiling at him. now that her mind was thinking clearly again, she noticed he hadnt really change much . he was 6'5 and still fit and lean , handsome with piercing eyes a strong jaw and dark hair. she also noticed his tattoo. a panther on his bicep . which she now softly ran her fingers over . he smiled at her touch and noticed she was wearing a tubetop. he smiled again knowing he had easy access. he nuzzled her neck inhaling her intoxicating aroma. a mixture of natural woman and lavendar. slowly dante trailed soft kisses down her neck and chest. he stopped at her tubetop and grunted in disapproval. he hooked two fingers into the top and quickly pulled it down revealing her firm beautiful D cup breasts. she shuddard feeling the cool air hit her skin . dante squeezed her left breast and pinched her nipple a few times feeling it hardend slightly . her head fell back and she moaned in pleasure when he lent down and took her nipple into his mouth . his lips tight around it as he sucked . he ran his hands down her back and gripped her ass hard lifting her off the floor. she pushed up her skirt and wrapped her legs around him . as he held her up , he caressed her ass with his left hand . his right roamed her body. teasing her other nipple then slidding inbetween their bodies and underneath her skirt. he ran his hand over her , finding her to be soaked . she kissed his neck and the side of his face, as she ground against his hand, urging him on . he pushed aside her thong and teased her clit abit making her moan.  after working her into a frenzy he pushed two fingers into her then a third . dante started slowly thrusting his fingers into her warm pussy. until she was pulling on her free nipple and moaning low in her throat . he thrust harder and harder feeling himself becoming more aroused by the sounds and smells of her . she started screaming and her body shook with the coming of her first orgasm. dante pushed her against the wall, reach down and undid his pants . she pulled his face up to hers and kissed him breathlessely, as he pushed his pants down to his ankles .  he pulled his fingers out of her , and with a quick movement ripped the thin material of her thong , exposing her pussy to him . he steadied himself and with a hard quick thrust. he forced himself into her . her cries muffled by his kisses. she tightly wrapped her legs around him, locking him in place. he pulled all the way out , until there was just the head inside her and drove into her again . he did this a few times until he had his rythem. they stayed like this for what seemed like hours. her digging her nails into his back, moving with him until he hit just the right spot, which sent her over the edge . she screamed again and buried her face in his chest as her body shook violently , as the  orgasm coursed through her . her muscles contracting tightly and squeezing his shaft was too much for him . he groaned and came in her, his body shuddering . after he stood for a minute still being  inside her he kissed her , and lowerd her to the floor. until she was laying on her back . she ran her hands over his body as he moved. the muscles moving under her hands . he impatiently pulled her top over her head . then grabbed her skirt and ripped it open .. the buttons flying everywhere. he pulled the remenants of her thong from her body and leanend down to kiss her .. he kissed down her body , licking , biting , and sucking her nipples .... down her stomach... running his tounge around her navel . then down to her inner thighs . he rested one on his shoulder and kissed slowly up her thigh. she shivered as he did the same to the other . then stopped at her pussy. he blew slowly causing her to twitch. then ran his tounge along her pussy lips. just barely grazing her clit. he did this until she moaned loudly and pushed his face into her pussy. he spread her lips apart and sucked on her clit making her writhe. he slid two fingers into her pussy as he did this sucking hard on her clit and thrusting into her pussy until she screamed and came again . he moved down and began licking and sucking her pussy . sliding his tounge deep into her licking up her juices, sucking her into extreme bliss. she laid there panting, small rivulets of sweat running down her temples.. breasts heaving . he kissed her pussy then moved up her body stopping to lick her nipples. she smiled wrapping her arms around him . she kissed him and held him against her. his head rested on her breast, as she  ran her fingertips acrossed his back . they both fell into a fitful slumber, both smiling with satisfaction.

MidWest Trip

LupineShadow on Incest Stories

I moved to Wisconsin during the summer of 2004. Regrettably, my school work in California was incredibly shitty, causing my parents to collaborate with my aunt and uncle in a last ditch effort at saving myself from complete academic destruction. Upon first hearing the news I was quite pissed, although after thinking of the wide variety of gorgeous girls in that area I decided the idea had some merit. What a shame I thought, as I flew out of San Francisco towards the Mid-West, so many friends and girls being left behind. Oh well I mused reassuringly, there’s sure to be some fun to have in Brookfield, Wisconsin.

***NOTE*** This story is

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completely FICTIONAL!!! I Condone all manner of non-consensual and find it disgusting!!!

In a sense I was both right and wrong about above said statement. Here in Wisconsin I was able to get my hands on a variety of liquors and drugs. But I wasn’t able to, unfortunately, get my hands on the local girls. Apparently my looks, way of dress, and attitude seemed to discourage more than encourage the ladies in wanting to have anything to do with me. Enter my younger cousin, my problem and solution.

Lets get the nitty gritty out of the way. I’m 17 years old as I’m writing this, although I do happen to be a senior in high school. My aunt and uncle have four kids, a 25 year old, a 21 year old, a 17 year old, and a 16 year old; guy, guy, guy, girl in that order. It is my girl cousin the youngest, her name will remain unsaid, which proved to be one of the oddest dilemmas I’ve ever had.

Another thing you should probably know is that I, again unfortunately for no apparent reason, have an incest complex. While earlier directed towards my sibling, my two years younger sister, I now found this frustrating urge pointed straight at my cousin, my lack of sexual contact likely greatly enhancing this. This incest problem began during junior high school, eighth grade to be exact, and while I learned to suppress it, its never really left me.

On to my cousin. A freshman in high school, she’s about 5'3, I stand close to 5'9, and is very slender with a light hazel brown coloration to her skin. With an AA cup and a small, tight, ass she is possessed with incredibly full, beautiful lips and an infectious smile. Her neck length hair is a light brown color and perfectly contrasts her skin and radiant brown eyes. All in all she is petite and incredibly cute, not very good features considering my condition.

Before I go on let me make something clear. I am not nor do I desire to be a rapist. While I am afflicted with a lust that the majority views as sinful and unnatural, I do not condone or accept forced and aggravated sexual activities, whether that be sex or just making out. That being said, onward.

It was during the end of Spring Break that I achieved what I only dreamed of in the deep recesses of my mind. My cousin had gone to California to stay with my family, but was arriving on the Friday before school began. By this time I was very, very watchful of her as I had received no sexual action since I left my home state. She returned late, around 11:30 during the night, and I was already laying on my little cot in my room, stoned and in a very meditative state of mind.

Oh yeah, one other thing. While I had smoked pot before I came out to Wisconsin, I never really got into it as much as out here. On an average I’ll usually smoke about 4-5 days out of the week, around 2-3 times a day. While I don’t consider myself a weed fiend, I certainly have a strong liking for the plant. Alright shit, I guess I am a fiend, but it doesn’t affect my glowing personality so to hell with it.

The noises of footsteps going up the stairs of the house roused me from my drug-induced stupor, my cousin’s pleasant voice awakening the ravenous emotions that emanated from between my loins. I had always fantasized about sneaking into my cousin’s room during the night and copping a feel, and the idea was becoming more and more enticing with every minute that went by. After several minutes of mental debate, I decided to wait for an hour to go by before I attempted my daring feat of sexual gratification. Knowing that I likely would fall asleep, thanks to the pot, I set my alarm and turned down the volume so as not to wake up my aunt and uncle down the hall.

Sure enough I quickly dozed off though the alarm went off on schedule, and I awoke slightly dazed along with a steadily growing hard-on as I slid out of bed clad in nothing but my boxers, the thoughts of my daring feat playing through my mind. The clock read 12:45 a.m. and after a few moments of quiet inspection I deemed the coast clear as I opened my door in one smooth motion. I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkened hallway, and it seemed that Fate was smiling upon me as my aunt and uncle’s door, normally left wide open, was shut. Despite my weight of about 175 lb. I managed to creep across the wooden hallway floor to my cousin’s room virtually silently. I took one last cautionary pause, as my aunt and uncle’s room is next to my cousin’s, and than opened her door.

I held my breath as the door swung open, again having to wait for my eyes to pierce the shroud of darkness that obscured the room from my vision. When I could see well enough I got on all fours and crept to the side of her bed which lay parallel to her doorway. Again it seemed Fate blessed me, as she lay on her side facing away from the door. Suddenly a slight prick of doubt fluttered before me, causing me to reconsider my oncoming actions. Is this right? I thought, should I be doing this? For a few, brief seconds I was frozen by doubt. Than I slowly lifted up her bed sheets.

She was bare, save for a white cotton sports bra and a pair of white panties with red strawberries on them. Her back was facing me, and I cautiously touched her back. She gave no reaction at all, her breathing becoming slower and deeper. I lightly brushed my hand across her ass, my fingers trailing softly across her panty clad ass cheeks. After a few minutes of doing this I decided to get a bit more aggressive, and I placed three fingers carefully between her legs along her crotch. The warmth of her private area sent small shivers down my spine to my cock, and I longed to actually feel her skin. I began to rub my fingers slowly and smoothly across her crotch, and I reached into my boxers, grabbed my dick with my left hand, and began to quickly jack off. Perhaps I was only imagining that her pussy was getting hotter, but just as I was blowing my load all over her rug she shifted and began to turn over.

My mind screamed various curses at me as I quickly withdrew my hand and scuttled out her room as fast as I could without making any ruckus. It seemed like an eternity before I finally entered my room down the hall and closed the door, my heart hammering out like a Native American war drum. I sunk into my bed both relieved and worried, praying that she hadn’t felt me. My dreams were odd that night, but than again I suppose they always are.

I woke up the next morning incredibly groggy and looked at my clock, the neon green numbers reading 9:25 a.m. I rolled onto my back and listened for any possible sounds that would indicate my nocturnal adventure had been discovered. I heard nothing except for the sound of the tv in the family room three floors below me. I climbed out of bed and slipped on a pair of black soccer shorts and walked downstairs, through the kitchen, and than down another small set of stairs to the family room. My cousin was sitting on a couch watching tv and was wearing the same sports bra along with a pink pair of teddy bear pajama pants. She looked up at me, said hi in that pleasantly beautiful voice of hers, and then focused on the tv. There was no sign that said she knew what had gone on last night and I breathed a sigh of thankful relief as I went back upstairs to take a shower.

Most of that Saturday was pretty uneventful, consisting mostly of me reading a book and playing a few video games. It wasn’t until later in the evening that things got far more interesting.

I should’ve made it clear earlier as to the activities of my other cousins. The oldest moved out to California last year, the second oldest was still gone for Spring Break, and the one my age had a soccer tournament that night. Anyway, back to the story.

Around 7:50 p.m. my aunt and uncle entered my room and informed me that they were going out to see a movie and were wondering if I would like to go. I politely declined, as I was planning on smoking a few bowls while they were gone. As I heard the automated garage door close I went into my closet and pulled out my 4 inch glass pipe along with about $25 worth of weed.

Normally I try not to smoke at the house, but when I do it’s usually in the shower with the vents on so the smoke gets sucked up; only when I know my aunt and uncle are going to be gone for at least an hour do I dare smoke in my room, and even than I open my window and put my ceiling fan on full blast.

I had already smoked a bowl and was packing another when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. The steps were too light and too quick to be my aunt or uncle, and I surmised that my cousin had decided to stay as well; though this in itself was fairly odd. I was taking a very heady draft of cannabis when my door suddenly opened causing me to cough in surprise, sending a small cloud of smoke billowing out my mouth and nostrils. While my cousin knows I smoke, she knows that when my door is closed she either needs to knock or simply not even come near it, so it was with much surprise that I beheld her standing at my doorway, a small grin on her face.

I asked her what the hell she was doing in my room and she simply responded by saying she just wanted to see me smoke pot and get stoned, she went on to tell me that she had never seen anyone smoke grass before . I was ready to kick her out, but than I thought what the hell she might as well see how it’s done. I told her it was cool to watch and I proceeded to light up. Two more bowls later I realized I had to piss really bad, and as I walked out of my room my cousin suddenly asked out of the blue if she could smoke a little. I asked her why and she answered that she knew her parents would be gone for more than two hours, plus I was here in case she got too weird or stupid. After a few seconds of internal conflict I said yes, but only if she took no more than three hits.

After relieving myself I decided to drop a deuce as well, and I sat on the john for about fifteen minutes reading an issue of People. My fifteen minutes turned into about 25 as I suddenly began thinking about some esoteric subject, and it was only after hearing the cat meow outside that I returned to clear thinking, well as much as one can when one’s stoned. After flushing I realized something, it was quiet...to quiet. Normally a first timer will have an extreme case of the giggles after a few hits, but I heard no noise aside from the slow hum of the AC. As I entered my room I cursed silently as I watched my cousin stare dully at my white rug.

I walked over and shook her lightly on the shoulders, asking her how many hits she took. She looked up with a confused face and after a few seconds told me she smoked about six hits. I shook my head ruefully as I told her to come downstairs with me and watch some tv. She got up, took a few steps and than collapsed on the floor and began to giggle. I grinned slightly as I picked her up hero style and began to walk carefully downstairs to the family room.

I set her down on the couch and sat next to her, suddenly feeling incredibly ravenous and craving Doritos and a salami sandwich. After turning on the tv and putting on some sponge bob square pants I began to go get some munchies when my cousin grabbed my hand and told me to stay, in a pleading voice. I told her calmly that I was going to grab some snacks, but she said she wanted me to stay with her as she felt a little weird. I reluctantly sat down next to her whereupon after a few minutes she laid her head against my shoulder and began to talk about random things like cats and track. I was just about to make a run for some food when she told me in a slightly mischievous voice that she liked how I had touched her last night.

Words cannot describe the terror I felt at that moment. The mixture of shock, fear, and THC in my blood caused me to have a dizzy spell, but that ended when my cousin kissed me lightly on my cheek. I looked at her with an expression that probably was a fair imitation of a deer caught in headlights, and she told me in a nonchalant manner that she had liked me since I arrived in WI, going on to say that she thought I was smarter, funnier, and cuter than the guys in her grade. Still in shock, I told her to wait there, and I went around the corner to the bathroom and gargled some mouthwash. I looked in the mirror briefly.

While not the most attractive guy in the world, I’m certainly not an ugly one either. Aside from a few acne scars here and there, I’m quite clean skinned, and my body is in reasonably good shape, though I do plan on working on a six-pack sometime soon. My face is slightly broad, quite Hispanic, and my head is shaved to where my hair is short, soft bristles.

When I came back, having previously been in her pj’s, I found that my cousin had stripped off her pants leaving her exactly as she was the night before. I sat next to her, pulled her close to me, and sniffed her hair for some unknown reason that probably made perfect sense at the time . The scent of rose hips and jasmine flooded my olfactory nerves and I tilted her face towards mine gently, asking if she was sure she wanted to do this. She responded by leaning in and kissing me, her full lips flushed with heat.

For her first time I found her to be a better kisser than many of my previous girlfriends, and she soon was lightly brushing her tongue against mine sending pleasurable jolts down my skin. I continued to kiss her, my cock beginning to stiffen, but decided to go a bit further, and I quickly rolled up her sports bra and began to lightly fondle her breasts with my left hand, the other cupped behind her head. Her skin was incredibly soft and warm, and within seconds her tan nipples were erect with pleasure. I teased them, rolling them between my fingertips and pinching them slightly, and as we kissed she began to softly moan.

I ended our kissing session after a few minutes and told her to just relax as I began running my tongue over her nipples, alternating between that and my fingers. Sweat began to bead along her forehead as I lightly nibbled on her salty nubs, teasing and sucking them as her breathing became deeper. After a short time of enjoying her petite tits, I asked if she wanted me to go further to which she answered in the positive, much to my delight. Holy Shit I thought, I’m actually getting on my cousin!

I laid her across the couch on her back and pulled her panties off. To my surprise I found that her pussy was unshaven, the mound covered in a fine layer of light brown pubic hair, but this was no bother, and I licked my middle finger as I drew it down her crotch. I could smell the hot odor of her pussy already and my dick hardened to it’s full 61/2 inches as I inserted my finger slowly into her cunt. To all those who actually find it funny that I’m not endowed like a porn star, motion of the ocean baby...motion of the ocean.

I had never done anything with a virgin pussy, and I found it surprisingly tight and a bit resistant as I slid my finger in and out of her snatch. I looked up at her and smiled, her eyes were slightly glazed, and she started to play with her nipples. After a few minutes I decided to add another digit to the party, and I could feel her shiver as I put two fingers into her love hole. Her pussy began to get incredibly moist as I began to both finger her and tweak her nipples, and her breathing turned into moans as I brushed against her virgin clit. Once you find the clit its hard to lose it, and I rubbed it for several more minutes until I could feel her vaginal muscles begin to contract, her face taking on a dazed countenance of detached pleasure.

I pulled my dripping fingers out of her cunt, spread her slender legs, and began to slowly toy with her inner thighs, licking and blowing on them. A few seconds went by until I couldn’t bear it any more, and I spread her lips with my fingers and began lightly lapping at her pussy like a lust-maddened hound. Her juices were a compelling mixture of sweat and vaginal fluid, highly intoxicating, and it only increased as I located her clit yet again.

The steady moans that were causing me to sweat like a race horse now increased into elongated groans and cries as she held my shaved head with both hands, my tongue flicking rapidly against her cherry. As I continued my oral expedition, I slowly inserted my right middle finger into her ass inch by slow inch until it was up to the second knuckle. I was surprised to find she didn’t mind, and within seconds I could feel both her sphincter and pussy contracting as she pushed my head against her mound and writhed in ecstasy. She let out a low scream of pleasure as her first orgasm rocked her body, my mouth dripping with vaginal fluid. After several more minutes of oral and anal stimulation my cousin was wracked with another orgasm, her 16 year old body awash in sweat and lust. She screamed my name as I played with her clit a bit more, and by now I had managed to fit another finger into her tight ass.

I suppose my pot laced mind hungered for something new, and it was with a little surprise that I found myself licking my cousin’s asshole. While a bit musky, I found the act of giving a rim job to be quite refreshing, and I enjoyed pressing my tongue in and out of her slightly open hole. I started to finger her pussy as I continued to toss her salad, but after about five minutes the siren call of my dick couldn’t be resisted.

As I rose up and wiped my mouth with my forearm, my cousin told me to take off my shorts to my utter amazement. Jesus it’s like she’s fuckin telepathic! I thought. I willingly obeyed, and soon my dick was standing unhindered as my cousin slid off the couch and onto her knees. I shuddered with pleasure as I felt my cousin’s full lips encompass my cock. I swear to God she must have watched porn or something because I’ve never had a first time blow job like the one she gave me.

While she started off slow, she began sucking my dick incredibly hard, and I told her to cup my balls and squeeze them. Her lips were like a vacuum, and as she began to run and flick her tongue around my head I had to bite my tongue to keep from cumming. She started bobbing her head back and forth, her hand fondling my nuts, and I let out a deep groan as she nibbled slightly on my dick. I took a deep breath as I put my hand behind her head and slowly began driving my dick down her throat. For a minute I thought she was going to gag, but than my cock slid fully down her throat, and I began increasing my speed as I fucked her face, her saliva making wet sloshing noises as my member invaded her mouth. I felt myself losing control, spots floating before my eyes, and I grunted as I told her I was about to cum. I pulled my dick out of her mouth but she put her lips around my head and began forcefully sucking as she jacked me off with one hand. My eyes fluttered slightly as my spunk jetted out into her mouth, time slowed for a brief instant, and she cleaned off my dick with long strokes of her tongue.

After this torrid session we cleaned up, took separate showers and basically didn’t mention the event at all. I thought maybe it was over, a sort of once-in-a-lifetime event, but the next day as I was doing the dishes my cousin walked up behind me and grabbed my crotch as she kissed me on the cheek. I responded by giving her a quick pat on the ass and a kiss on the lips. The weekends almost here and Christ knows what might happen next.

A Night To Remember

LakotaWarrior on Lesbian Stories

The headlights of Kristina’s car cast strange shadows on the walls of the library as she shut the engine off. Once again, she would spend another evening at the computers; another evening of combating the emptiness she felt inside.

"Only a few more weeks," Kristina muttered to herself. "A few more weeks, and I'll have my own computer and won’t have to keep coming back to the library." Kristina could reluctantly admit to herself that she was a lonely girl, and if it were not for the occasional venture onto the Internet, she would not have much of a social life at all.

Kristina sighed, as she gathered her papers and locked the car door. Walki

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ng up the library steps, she wondered how long would it be before she would know the bliss of another's touch; a touch beyond the awkward guy groping and fumbling in the backseat of yet another, disappointing date. Kristina yearned for the touch of true desire from a lover with passion for her, and no one else. She had become disappointed to the point of bitterness, believing that God had denied her the pleasures that seemed to come so easily to others.

The stale scent of countless books and periodicals greeted Kristina as she walked past the librarian, who merely smiled and nodded to her, in a now routine and familiar manner. Kristina was a regular to the few computers her library had. One could always count on her to be sitting at the keyboard on Friday nights, catching up on her e-mail and chatting with folks, whom she was sure led far more exciting lives than hers. Most nights she would be alone. Other nights perhaps two or three girls her age, in their early twenties, would be sharing on various chat rooms or message boards.

Tonight was unusually crowded, as all computers were occupied, save one. Taking the last remaining seat, Kristina paid little attention to the lovely young woman with long chestnut brown hair seated at the computer next to hers, other than to notice she was quite beautiful. The girl’s perfume teased Kristina’s senses, and for the briefest of moments, she felt a flush of excitement waft over her. She smiled at the girl, and a warm and genuine smile was returned.

Kristina was mildly confused at her own feelings, but figured they were the result of being too tired, or due to the cravings anyone might have for the attentions of another, no mater who they might be. Craving the attentions of a friend and confidant with whom she could share the most the intimate passions and joys, had been an ongoing desire for Kristina for quite some time. However, she had become so use to the frustration of this unfulfilled desire. Kristina did not yet recognize the potential treasure sitting next to her.

As the evening wore on, Kristina typed up several friendly letters. Then, briefly chatted with some friends in far-off places. Occasionally being interrupted by the girl next to her, laughing and enjoying what was obviously a delightful chat room session. The girl with the long and shimmering chestnut brown hair was playful and self-assured. Kristina quickly decided that she liked this girl, realizing she could not help glancing over at her, at every opportunity. Since the girl was obviously very beautiful, with just the right amount of make-up, black slacks, and a dark-burgundy satin blouse, unbuttoned enough to show some modest cleavage and a hint of black-lace bra, Kristina wondered why she was in the library, and not out on a date.

Suddenly, Kristina felt a touch on her shoulder. It was the girl with a mischievous grin, made more alluring by a small mole just above her lip. "Hey, you want to see something funny?" the girl asked, as she winked at Kristina.

Kristina leaned over towards the girl’s computer and noticed she was in an adult chat room. "I've been chatting with a girl called ‘sexykitten4U,’ and we just started cybering,” the girl informed Kristina, as she flung her hair over her shoulder, exposing her neck and cleavage.

“She has no idea that I'm a girl too! Ironic, isn't it?” the girl asked.

“She says I've been teasing her in ways no man has ever teased her before!" she continued with a giggle. "No kidding, right? I mean, who else would know how to really please a woman, but another woman?” she said in a whisper. “I just don't have the heart to tell her."

The girl’s soft touch on Kristina’s shoulder became more of a caress, as the two laughed together. “By the way, my name is Yvonne,” the girl stated in a warm and friendly way.

“I’m Kristina,” came the enthusiastic reply.

Yvonne had a zest for life, and usually made friends easily. She knew what she wanted and was not ashamed to show the world. She craved pleasure the way others crave candy. Yvonne knew that life was short. She felt that if ecstasy could only come from another woman's touch, regardless of what some people thought, then so be it.

Yvonne’s deep-brown eyes carefully scanned her new friend’s strawberry blonde hair, which curled naturally and cascaded in rippled waves to the middle of her back. In seconds, she studied Kristina’s captivating green eyes, thin tangerine-colored lips, and her welcoming smile. Though Kristina was wearing a pullover sweatshirt, Yvonne could tell that she was well endowed and had an attractive figure.

Returning their attention to Yvonne’s computer, the two girls spent the rest of the evening playing with the unknowing cyber friend. They enjoyed each other’s company as if they had been friends for years. They laughed and giggled from the unintentional deception, and occasionally blushed from the sharing of intimate erotic thoughts as they came to mind.

Closing time came all too soon. Yvonne and Kristina gathered up their belongings and headed for the door. With Kristina walking in front of her, Yvonne smiled as she took notice of Kristina’s nicely rounded ass in her tight-fitting, faded jeans. At the bottom of the steps, Yvonne looked at her watch, and asked in a hopeful tone, "You know Hun, the night's still young. Feel like going out for a quick drink or two?"

Kristina knew she had no plans for the next day and readily agreed. After arriving at the small bar & grill just down the street, the two girls sat down at a small booth in a dimly lit corner. While sipping her second glass of White Zinfandel, Kristina was puzzled at the thoughts she was having. Yvonne had made her feel like no man had ever made her feel before. Kristina sensed that whatever her feelings were, the attraction between them felt like a storybook romance.

Yvonne knew this feeling very well and almost instinctively; she laid her hand on Kristina’s thigh. Yvonne smiled as she saw Kristina’s eyes close. Kristina returned her caress by placing her hand over Yvonne’s and sighed contentedly.

"It’s been so long since I've felt anything like that," Kristina whispered. Yvonne nodded in agreement, as their two hands explored each other’s fingertips.

Once again, while Yvonne and Kristina talked and shared and laughed, the time seemed to slip by way too fast. However, in only a few short hours, they were able to get to know each other quite well.

"Who would have guessed it would be another girl who could make me feel this way," Kristina declared with gladness as closing time neared.

Not wanting to be the last ones to leave, the two girls strolled to their cars, which were curiously parked side by side. They regretfully but enthusiastically embraced by the glow of the streetlight, and agreed to meet at the library the following Friday. Though she would not tell her any details, Yvonne advised Kristina to bring an overnight bag. Thrilled at the idea, Kristina drove home with child-like anticipation.

That night, Kristina lay in her bed and pondered the feelings she had encountered. "It's so different," she thought to herself. Kristina questioned whether her feelings were real or not. However, she knew the wetness she felt between her legs was real, as she slowly teased herself with erotic thoughts of Yvonne’s touch. Kristina brought herself to a delightfully pleasant orgasm much faster than anytime she could remember. Then, lifting her finger to her mouth, she was entranced by the flavor of her own juices. "Would another girl be as sweet?" she thought. Kristina was more eager than ever to explore the mysteries she had missed for so many years.

Thoughts of Yvonne clouded Kristina’s mind all the following week. Each night she let herself fall deeper and deeper into a state of passionate anticipation. Craving for her new friend’s sensual touch. Kristina often dreamt about what it would be like to run her tongue around another girl’s nipples. What it was like to have another girl, knowing all the intimate secrets that a woman knows, satisfy her completely. She dreamt what it was like, not to have to teach, coach, or guide her partner, as she had done with a number of guys she dated. Instead, Kristina envisioned being able to relax and enjoy a romantic and luxuriously erotic experience, which would stimulate her mind, her body, and her spirit.

On Friday, Kristina could barely contain her desires. During the coffee breaks at the office where she worked, she would slip away to the ladies room to keep herself wet and wanting for what was sure to be a night to remember. Kristina wondered if her co-workers noticed that she had pleasured herself when she would return to her desk a bit flushed while straightening her crinkled-cotton broomstick skirt and looking pleasantly fatigued.

Using all her willpower to keep from breaking the speed limit, Kristina drove to the library as soon as she got off work. She pulled into a parking space and noticed Yvonne standing by the curb. Kristina was amazed at how lovely she looked. Yvonne’s heels clicked softly on the pavement as she walked towards her. As she climbed in on the passenger side, Yvonne’s tiny erect nipples strained against the silky ice-blue fabric of her V-neck, wrap-around dress.

"No computer tonight Kristina!" Yvonne said with a smile. "Tonight is for us alone.”

Yvonne was trying as hard as she could not to stare at Kristina’s pale breasts, made visible by the plunging neckline on her embroidered peasant blouse. The sexy view was enhanced by a large single pearl suspended from a silver chain, which dangled tantalizingly in between Kristina’s narrow cleavage. Not knowing where they were going, but trusting Yvonne completely, Kristina drove off, enthusiastically heading out of town after being provided with some easy-to-follow directions. Within a short period of time, Yvonne pointed to an old, but well-kept, colonial style house. In the fading light, Kristina saw the small wooden sign saying "bed and breakfast," which betrayed its purpose.

"I’ve stayed here before and the rooms are fabulous!" Yvonne said as she touched Kristina’s thigh.

Her touch sent tiny shivers of ecstasy through them both, and Kristina knew there was no going back. She could never deny her true feelings again. Kristina wanted this girl and wanted her badly. The moment she parked the car, Kristina embraced Yvonne and kissed her long and deep before they got out. There was no shock or resistance in Yvonne. As their tongues merged together, each could feel their own rush of passion and vaginal secretions beginning to flow through their bodies.

Kristina wanted the kiss to last forever, but Yvonne soon whisper, "Come with me and I'll show you wonderful things.”

The girls walked inside and greeted the clerk cheerfully. Yvonne stated that she had made a reservation for two. While the clerk was finding their room key, Yvonne would tease Kristina by running her fingers along the top of her gathered-waist skirt, and trace a path to her belly button. This started Kristina giggling. The confused clerk wondered what was the matter, as the girls laughed and giggled whenever he turned his back.

Yvonne quickly signed the register slip and took the key from the clerk. The two smiled at the clerk and trotted upstairs. Kristina stared intently at the key as it slowly turned in the lock to their room. As if in slow motion, Yvonne opened the door. To Kristina, it was a symbolic opening as well. She felt as though it represented an opening of her passions and desires, an opening of a new beginning in her life.

Kristina walked in the room while Yvonne brought in the bags. Kristina could not help but remember childhood dreams as she looked at the antique canopied bed covered by a thick hand-made quilt. The fragrance of the room bore the faintest smells of lilacs. "Yes!" Kristina thought, "This is meant to be!"

Closing the door brought Kristina out of her trance, as she spun around to see Yvonne's mischievous grin. The two would-be lovers came towards each other and embraced as no two had embraced before. The years of Kristina’s pent-up passions were released in a single moment of trust and understanding. Continuing to embrace, Yvonne’s eyes welled-up with tears of joy. She reflected on the time spent yearning for a companion and lover to take the place of Pamela, who had left months earlier to pursue a career in broadcasting on the west coast. Now she felt whole again.

Kristina threw her head back and moaned sincerely as she felt Yvonne's tongue teasing her neck. There was no resistance left in either of them and their caresses flowed freely, believing that all love can be genuine. Kristina and Yvonne held each other, swaying in a silent dance, as if time stood still. It was a deep and profound comfort just to be together, but the thoughts of their most intimate desires to come, made their hearts race with excitement.

Yvonne led Kristina to the bed and motioned for her to sit. "Wait here sweetheart. I've got something special in mind," Yvonne said.

After pulling out a small player and putting in a CD of classical violin music by Antonio Vivaldi, Yvonne pulled a chilled bottle of champagne from her suitcase. Yvonne opened the bottle and poured some into two decorated champagne flutes she had also brought with her. Handing a glass to Kristina, she accepted the gift gracefully, and lay back on the bed; her head propped up on the pillows. Kristina smiled at Yvonne seductively. Yvonne then disappeared into the large bathroom with a small white box under her arm.

Meanwhile, Kristina sipped the champagne with eyes closed, letting the freedom of the evening take her mind to thoughts she had yet to explore. She dreamt about what she would do for her lover. Dreamt of how she would show her gratitude for saving her from a passionless romance with the first man to come along.

Soon Kristina could feel Yvonne's warm and naked body sliding up to hers. Kristina felt the soft fingers of her new lover teasing their way across her blouse, tracing the delicate embroidery. Then Kristina gasped in ecstasy as she felt rounded fingernails lightly pinching her nipples through her blouse. She was becoming very wet and knew the moment of truth was upon her.

Kristina opened her eyes and smiled at Yvonne, quickly assessing how beautiful she looked laying next to her. Kristina was transfixed at the sight of her new lover's naked and wanting body. Yvonne’s firm breasts and erect nipples begged for Kristina’s tongue.

Without hesitation, Kristina rose and stood next to the bed, then slowly removed her clothes and placed them on the antique rocking chair. Kristina stood motionless, silently letting Yvonne gaze upon her nakedness and letting the passion build from the stimulating visual treat. With Yvonne’s tender coaxing, Kristina slowly moved forward.

“You make my heart race,” Yvonne said, as she sat on the edge of the bed and gently caressed Kristina’s thighs.

Kristina was so filled with anticipation, she could not respond with anything more than a soft moan. Tilting her head back and closing her eyes once again, she fully focused on the moment, allowing the pleasurable sensations to stimulate her soul.

With her lips lightly kissing her abdomen and inhaling the intoxicating scent of pussy secretions mixed with sweet perfume, Yvonne pulled Kristina close. Not knowing what to do, but surrendering completely, Kristina straddled Yvonne’s legs, her thighs pressing tighter in a barely perceptible rhythm. Looking up at Kristina’s full and rounded breasts, decorated with flat pink areolas and topped with increasingly erect nipples, Yvonne’s hands slowly moved up Kristina’s waist. So filled with passion, she wanted to go wild on Kristina, but Yvonne instinctively knew she needed to take it slow. Yvonne smiled as she briefly recalled the gentle tenderness shown her, the first time she had a night of naked passion with another female when she was in college. Remembering how Tricia was slow and patient with her, Yvonne was determined to emulate her first wonderful experience.

Yvonne’s warm hands gently guided Kristina onto to bed. With Kristina comfortably positioned on her back, Yvonne climbed between Kristina’s legs to the sound of her soft coos. As she guided her tongue across the soft flesh of her lover’s abdomen, Yvonne could feel Kristina’s nails scratching at her back. She could feel Kristina’s hips pushing up into her breasts, as her moans became louder.

Moving slowly, Yvonne’s tongue found a nipple and sucked tenderly on the erect bud, as she glided her hand down to Kristina’s wetness. Yvonne was already very close to orgasm knowing that Kristina was fully enjoying her passionate touch. She licked hungrily at Kristina’s nipples, first one, then the other, as she slowly massaged Kristina’s clit. Kristina's hips were bucking into Yvonne's stomach, and she could feel the wet hairs of Kristina’s curly mound on each thrust. Kristina’s hips thrust faster and faster as Yvonne's fingers and tongue worked their magic upon her most sensitive regions. A loud long moan signaled the climax to Kristina’s pleasure, as her hips pressed hard against Yvonne.

The orgasm was powerful, and yet Yvonne did not stop. Her fingers continued to tease her lover’s flower, turning the flowing juices into a creamy froth of lust. She did not stop until she felt several more thrusts of Kristina's hips, and had her own powerful orgasm. Exhausted, the two lay together, embraced in the afterglow. Renewing their strength for what was to be a night of unending passions.

"Oh my God that was wonderful!" Kristina said, as she hugged Yvonne tightly.

They poured themselves several more glasses of champagne, and sat facing each other. Each entranced by the love of the other, neither wanting the moment to end. The touches were less sexual, rather expressing the love of reassurance and the thrill of exploration. They talked of life and past lusts, of friends and lovers to be, each sip of champagne bringing them a longing to continue. Each caress directed their thoughts further towards the passions of the other.

The bottle of champagne finished, Yvonne rose with a grin saying, "Come with me," and took Kristina by the hand.

Yvonne led her to the large bathroom, and a stronger scent of Lilacs greeted her, while they bathed in the glow of many candles. The mirrors on the walls gave the illusion of hundreds of candles, yet there was only enough to perfume the room and cast a romantic glow upon their naked forms. The large Jacuzzi made the warm water swirl and lap against the sides of the tub, suggesting similar sounds of contentment and lust.

"Time for some fun!" Yvonne chuckled as she closed the bathroom door.

Taking Kristina by the hand once more, Yvonne helped her into the enticing warm water. “Oh the bliss,” Kristina thought. She quickly embraced the ecstasy of the heat as it massaged every pore, driving away inhibitions and mundane thoughts, and leaving only serenity and a craving for her lover’s touch. Kristina felt Yvonne slide behind her and begin to slowly rub her shoulders. Yvonne’s kisses roamed the back of her neck; her fingers toyed down her arms, reaching around suddenly to take each soft and supple breast and massage them gently. Yvonne was enveloping her with tender touches, leaving no area unexplored, her caresses driving Kristina wild with passion.

Her eyes half open and head back, Kristina was barely aware of the candlelight dancing off the mirrors, feeling only her lover’s touch accentuated by the teasing massage of the warm water. Kristina only heard the whispers of her lover, blissfully unaware of her own cries of orgasmic pleasure, cut short by Yvonne’s tongue as their lips met.

The lovers then faced each other, their passion growing. Yvonne slid her lover back against the side of the tub, and bringing Kristina’s legs up, draped each leg over her shoulders, her lips just inches away from her lover’s delicate flower. As Yvonne’s tongue slowly moved closer, the musky scent of passion, locked in the orange curls of Kristina’s pussy hair, filled her nostrils. Their hands clasped together in anticipation, the sweetness of Kristina’s juices greeted Yvonne’s taste buds. As her tongue swirled slowly around the smooth wet petals of her lovers flower, it soon journeyed upwards to tease Kristina’s stiff clitoris. Kristina’s soft moans became stronger as she felt the ecstasy of Yvonne's lips encircle her most sensitive spot. Sucking softly, Yvonne’s tongue gave tiny flicks at each movement of Kristina’s pelvis.

Kristina’s juices became a torrent of passion as she felt Yvonne’s tongue swirl and tease. Driving her further and further away from the bounds of reason, and driving her mad with desire, Kristina’s hips bucked wildly as an intense orgasm flowed over her. She grabbed Yvonne’s head and pressed it into her, never wanting the moment to end. Blessing the moment with cries of joy such as she had never known.

As Kristina sank back into the warm waters, the two lovers kissed. Kristina tasted the same sweetness on her lover’s lips, which she had tasted several times before, during her most private moments alone. She caressed Yvonne’s hair, enjoying its silky touch while longing for the chance to show her lover that she too could provide pleasure with her tongue and taste her love juices. She would be everything her lover needed, Kristina thought. She was determined that Yvonne would not be disappointed.

Yvonne placed her legs over Kristina’s shoulders, and she looked down at her lover. The smile that came from her lips was as genuine as the reflection of the candles in Kristina’s eyes. Laying her head back and closing her eyes, Yvonne prepared herself for ecstasy. Knowing that Kristina’s tongue was inching its way closer to her wetness, Yvonne felt a flood of emotion, as anticipation of her personal pleasure mixed with the pride she felt for Kristina’s liberation into a world of feminine love.

Every candle flame flickered from the sigh that burst forth from Yvonne’s soul as Kristina’s hot tongue traced over her short clipped landing-strip, lightly grazed over her protruding clit, and entered her moist pussy. Kristina had never felt so empowered and was filled with higher levels of desire and passion, as this new sensation stimulated her in ways she could not have imagined.

Reaching up to tenderly pinch Yvonne’s small brown nipples and puffy areolas, caressing the smoothness of her firm breasts, Kristina continued to lick and flick her tongue at Yvonne’s quivering labia in the same way as was done for her moments before. Faster and faster she flicked her tongue. Yvonne began to squirm and her legs began to shake. Kristina knew she was about to cum. Kristina lifted her eyes and watched intently as she brought Yvonne closer and closer to the edge. Yvonne clutched and groped herself, lost in the ecstatic moment of pleasure. Finally with a few involuntary jerks, her body became tense as Yvonne had one orgasmic spasm after the other. With Kristina’s tongue lapping at the gush of sweet juices, Yvonne’s fingers rubbed her clit in a slow but firm circle, working her climax to its peak. At the same time, Kristina felt the warm passion in her own throbbing pussy, and with one hand, reached down and massaged her throbbing clit. Before she knew it, Kristina exploded with another orgasm as well.

The licking and stroking slowed as each of their climaxes began to subside. Yvonne relaxed her body and Kristina could see her chest heaving as she struggled to regain her breath. Moving up closer, Kristina kissed Yvonne with as much love and passion as she had ever felt. She was gloriously happy, and while the two lay in each other’s arms for a long while, secure, peaceful and serene, they projected thoughts of future days and nights spent in each other’s company.

The morning came all too soon, casting its warm rays upon the two lovers lying asleep under a tangle of sheets. Kristina opened her eyes and was comforted by the soft breathing of Yvonne as she slept. She snuggled up close to her body, gazing around the room from the security of the warm covers. She could barely see into the bathroom with its once tall candles now mere stubs that betrayed the pleasures enjoyed in the Jacuzzi. Seeing the empty champagne bottle reminded Kristina that they had forgotten all about eating supper, when suddenly she noticed the faintest smell of bacon wafting up from the kitchen below.

Yvonne rolled over in her sleep, her arm reaching across Kristina, and she felt the fingertips she had come to know so well. Even in sleep each touch from Yvonne felt like a gentle caress. Kristina took her hand and held it close. Inhaling the delicious aromas from the breakfast being prepared for them downstairs, Kristina fell back against her fluffy down pillow, content and secure in the knowledge that she was lonely no more.

Kelsey and Jamantha prts 4+5+6

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Three days later we had done everything that we could think of . Jamantha was so tired that she went home and didn't come back for a couple days. Greg stayed so we found new ways to entertain ourselves.


On Friday we were very involved and noisy with what we doing that we didn't notice when the twin came home.


I was lying on the couch with one leg on the ground and one flung over the back of the couch. We had just finished watching our favourite porn video so Greg was super horney, he pounded my cunt hard and fast. I was screaming and swearing and Greg was panting and whispering to me. thank you Kelsey, thank god, fuck I love this, shit, I love you Kelsey. After that I couldn't do anything but stare at him.


After he came he took his penis out of me and

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fondles my breasts. He leaned down and kissed my neck before whispering, I love you. I was saved from answering by a moan and a grunt coming from the other side of the room.


My younger sister was sitting on a chair opposite us with her legs up and fingering herself while her twin brother, Kyle, stood next to her jerking off. fucking perverts I yelled what the fuck do you think your doing? Instead of answering cum shot out of Kyle and juices leaked out of Ly.


we want you to teach us how to fuck Ly said we watch you fingering yourself or when your with Jamantha. yea Kyle joins in we're horney and we wanna fuck each other ? and you I screamed fucking perverts, your way to fucking young to fuck, and each other? we know you were fucking at our age now its our turn, Ly says gently. Before I can say anything Greg drags me out side.


come on Kelsey this could be our chance to live out Jamantha's fantasy. Plus we could use this as a way to get more time together, now that we are together. I sighed and went back into the lounge. Kyle go to Greg's pants, get a condom, get yourself hard and out it on. Ly, get on the couch how I was. I ordered Greg is going to start so when Kyle goes in it wont hurt as much.


Greg climbed on top of my 13 year old sister and enters her virgin pussy. He hits resistance and pushes harder. Ly screams and blood comes out of her pussy. I held her down while Greg pumps her a few times before climbing off.


Kyle knells over our sister and I take hold of his cock, wanking him then guided it into Ly's pussy. I pulled him out then pushed him forward into her. I did this until he got into a rhythm. I walked round to Ly's head and pull off her shirt. I am meet with little mounds with no bra. Her moans are getting louder so I get Kyle's hand and start to massage her tits with it. When I've finished with them I walked over to Greg, who was watching them and jerking off.


I push him onto a chair then climb on top of his rock hard cock, then ride him till he came. I stayed there and let him lovingly stroke my tit while we watched Kyle and Ly. Babe, I don't think you meant what you said. You know? When you said you loved me? yes I did, and I know you feel the same way or you wouldn't have been able to do all of that if you love me then show me and with that he pulled me towards him, rapped his arms around my waist and kissed me. He did it so slowly and lovingly that I knew it was for real, and I knew in that instant that I did love him, and I had loved him from the first time I met him.


We stood by Kyle and Ly until Kyle shrivelled up and Ly was crying with pleasure. I pulled Kyle out of my baby sister and pulled off his condom. I looked at it and it was about 1/3 full. I whacked him over the head, how many times did you fucking come? I yelled at him. twice, fou, maybe five time and before you ask Ly only came once but It was really long you ass wipe its about the girl pleasure too, not just your own


I sent Greg and Ly into our parents bedroom for her to learn how to give hand jobs, blow jobs and how to put on a condom. I took Kyle upstairs to my room so I could show him how to suck finger and use a vibrator on a girl.


I sat on the edge of the bed and opened my legs wide, telling him to suck anything that stuck out and lick anything that didn't. with that he plunged into my pussy and I knew it wasn't his first.


I showed him how to finger me then let him do it . My cunt was getting so excited that nearly instantly it tightened into a vice like grip around Kyle's fingers and I came hard.


I gave him a vibrator which he shoved in fast, causing me to gasp in pain. He pulled it out and looked up at me guiltily. I took hold of his hands and smiled. I showed him how to tease my pussy then gently slide it into me. After five minutes of this I came again and we went back down stairs.


when we got there, Greg was fucking Ly fast but gently. When he saw us he got off and Kyle started fingering her. Greg was still hard and had a condom on. I didn't want my sister to get pregnant , but I didn't mind if I did. I pulled it off him, pushed him down onto the ground and fucked the living day lights out of him.


When Ly'd cum I got her onto the ground to show her how to finger another girl. We sat there for awhile fingering each other, she got her entire into my hot cunt while I only got three fingers. I used my free hand to tease her nipples and squeezes her tits. Before we came I pulled her hand out and flipped her onto her stomach. I started fingering her ass, she protested but I didn't stop. Greg turned on the vibrator and handed it to me. I slowly pushed it into Ly's ass, I heard a sharp in take of breath but she didn't stop me. After a few minutes she was moaning so I told her to stand up and walk around.

 

 

To show the twins how to ass fuck I lent over the back of the couch. Greg came up behind me and plunged right in and started pounding away. i'm used to ass fucking to you can just plunge right in I said between grunts but with a virgin ass like Ly's you'll need to go slow.


Greg pounded till he came then it was Kyle's turn. Greg guided Kyle's dick to my ass and helped him into a rhythm. As Kyle got more confident I could feel his hands exploring my body, tracing the crack from pussy to ass. I watched Greg pull Ly into a hug and kiss her fore head.


When they pulled apart greg's dick was rock hard and quivering. They walked to the back of the couch and Ly got into the same position as I was. I took hold of her hand as Greg took the vibrator out of her ass, threw it away then slide his penis into her tight ass. All too soon Me and Kyle came so Kyle went and took over Ly.


All of a sudden I remembered something. Where's Mum and Dad ? I asked the twins. Second honey moon Ly moaned. Back in three weeks. Grunted Kyle.
later that same night we all packed into my SUV, and drove around to Jamantha's apartmentwhich she shared with her cousin. i buzzed and went in alone.

when jamantha opened the door i blind folded her and walked her to the car."what are you doing Kelsey? i know that you look hot so i know you are doing something." i didn't answer but lead her to the twins. they helped her into the back of the car, got in with her and started strippingf her.

the boys were wearing golden masks and boxersthat we had brought this morning for this occasion. Ly was wearing only a pair of golden panties with no bra. ia was the only one left completely dress in a golden slip dress and my favourite white bikini.

the twins had finished stripping Jamantha and were doing thing to her that they had learnt that day. Kyle was fondeling her breast, gentely twicking her erect nipples. Ly was fingering her hot wet pussy while Jamantha moaned loudly.

Greg had driven us to a back paddock of his family farm where we would not get interupted. the twins helped jamantha out of the car then spread her out on the bonnet, pumping her ass with a dildo, i could hear her screams of pain but the twins kept going.

i spread out a blanket on the grass, on which Greg got on his knees and sat back on his heels. i kneeled down and shoved his cock into my mouth, i could feel it getting harder every second. i pushed his cock right to the back of my throat and ran my toungue up it as i moved my head back. i took his cock out of then ran my tongue of the head.

he sighed and and came all over my face. i liked it off and kissed him. the twins came over with Jamantha they had taken the dildo out of her ass and now they were sucking on her nipples. they positioned her over Greg's cock and lowered her down. i opened her ass checks as she slid onto his cock. a gasp escaped her lips so i leaned down and kissed her check then i whispered "this is you fantasy baby".

as she got used to Greg's cock she started to use her legs to push herself up and down. Greg was fingering Jamantha's chestnut pussy as Kyle was watching her breast bounce while Ly was jerking him off.

i handed her a condom and which she put on him while they waited for Jamantha to climax. by now i had stripped completely so i reached over to Ly and slowly pulled her Panties down her round hips and big bum. sh stood up and stepped out of them, i notied a big wet patch in them. only the guys were wearing clothes now, they still had on their golden boxers with their dick sticking out through a hole in the the front.

it wasn't a lng time to wait. Jamantha screamed and i saw Greg['s load leak out of her ass. with his cock still inside her, Greg lay down on his back pulling Jamantha with him. i soread her legs wide and guided my little brothers cock into my best friends cunt. i walked round to her head and took off the blind fold."this is your fantasy honey" i whispered.

i sat down infront of my baby sister, rapping my leg around her. we started to finger each othr in time to the omvement of the boys. the only sound was the slapping of Kyles balls against Jamantha and five people panting.

the silence was broken by Jamantha's climax. she screamed with pleasure then the boys came, there loads leaking out of Jamantha's ass and pussy. me and Ly broke apart when Kyle came over. they got into the 69 postion and started to suck each other off. greg pushed Jamantha onto the ground next to him and pulled me down on top of him. we fuck in the misionary postion for nearly half an hour before i came. i rolled off of Greg and went over to Jamantha. that is when i noticed that she was a sleep.

Greg loaded her into the car and i drove us back to the apartment, he carrid her up to bed where i kissed her between the neck and her left breast. i dropped greg back at his house then drove home. i put the twins into our parents room with a box of condoms. i went into my room, closed the window and got into my bed. i pulled the covers up to and fall asleep think, when will it be my turn?

the twins stayed in thier room for the next two weeks, only appearing for meals. id given Ly my idafram and brought them a bulk load of condoms.

sometimes i would join them, letting Kyle fuck m ass, face and tits but always stop him before he got to my pussy. there were only to guys i wanted to fuck me there.

i hadn't seen jamantha since the nigh of her fantasy becasue she had gone to visit her mum. greg hadn't been round in a few days, not since he had ducked no off at the movie, but that is another story.

that say was my birthfay so i had expected them to come over in the morning. i kicked the twins out of the house and gotten dressedin a pink skimpy dress.

 they didn't turn up so i went to bed early. it was stifiling hot in my room so i left the windows open. i lay in bed for ages fingering myself thing of having gregs cock up my cunt.

 i gave up on that before i had cum and went to sleep. i woke up when ii felt my arms being pulled above my head. someone sat on the bed next to me and start running their hands up my legs.

another hand started playing with my nipples, tweaking and ulling them. someone leand down and kissed me, i tasted strawbeeries and beer.

the hand on my leg started to move up my legs, pushing my nighty out of the way. the hand crept up my leg until it found mywet pussy. fingers gently massaged my clit before one slipped into my slit.

the hand on my breastsbecamerougher, tearing at my nipples. me and the other soon found a rhythm, grinding against each other.

more fingers were slipped into my  pussy until the whole fist was roughly shoved up inside me. just as i was about to come the fist was removed and my legs were lefted up and out. the hands on my nipples stopped as the second peson stands on the bed and sits down on my stomach.

my legs are spread over someones shoulders, which are moving. the person on my stomach start to pull apart my ass checks as the shoulders stop moving.

something touches my ass, then suddenly plunges in without warning. i gasp in pain and surprise. sudedenly i know what is happening. i gasp again.

before i can say anything,the cock in my ass starts moving in and out fast. at the same time fingers and shoved into my pussy. by this time i am so excited, i can't hold it. i cum all over the fist in my cune.

during and after this the dick and fist don't stop moving until the guy in my ass moans, grunts and cums hard.

the hand comes out of my pussy and the person stands up only to sit back sown only this time on my face. instantly i stick my tongue out and find out that the person onto of me is a naked girl.

i suck the girls clit and stuck my tongue up inside her. she gasped, Jamantha, i thought. the cock comes out of my ass and then gently goes into my pussy. i moan in pain as i am still tender from the earlier beating but soon they change into moans or pleasure.

i wish we could have stayed like that for ever, the guy plunging into my pussy and gently pulling out again. and Jamantha sitting on my face, but all too soon we all came and jamantha hoped off the bed and went to the window..

the guy left his dick in me and lay onto top of me. he kissed me and undid my hands.i looked into his eyes and relised it was Greg. he was wearing one of the masks we had woren for Jamantha.

he brushed my ear with his lips then whispered "marry me". before i could answer he climbed off me and left throught the window.

Mother's Love

Wildest_Dreams on Incest Stories

            Summer vacations have a way of bringing out the strangest in everyone. The lack of obligation often drives people to take up activities they never imagined they would. Johnny understood this, but that excuse only went so far.

            Being a boy of fifteen, his hormones often spoke over his mind, and they had quite a way with persuasion. He was powerless to resist his urges, and powerless to prevent himself from having them. It’s natural, he often thought to himself. That was his main justification, and it was a valid one, though it did not quell his tormented longing for a

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forbidden love.

            Janet, Johnny’s forty year old mother, was a portrait of womanhood in Johnny’s eyes. Her soft, aged breasts were not unnaturally large, but they hung in such a way that they looked like delicious apples dangling just out of reach on a mischievous tree. Her wide, meaty hips and beautifully round ass were always just barely obscured through her sundresses, and when Johnny was lucky, the wind could reveal a teasing invitation of her nether regions.

            Johnny desired his mother like nothing else. He would lie awake at night, staring at her picture on his nightstand and wishing more than anything that his hand could be traded out for hers. He would think of her breasts flopping and her ass and belly jiggling with the passion of their love, and those thoughts haunted his dreams.

            But another emotion was felt through his desire—guilt. He could not help but feel regret for his sinful longings. Janet was his mother—his mother, and he could not look at her without imagining her hairy, well used pussy or her loose breasts dangling upon her plump belly. He was only glad his father had left them years before, otherwise he would feel like a traitor to his own family.

            One morning, Johnny fell upon a wonderful wealth of luck. It was a Friday, which meant he would be staying yet another day alone in his house. On a routine trip to his mother’s room, where he would often lie in her bed and imagine lying with her in his arms, he discovered a lone pair of extra large panties sitting unfolded on the bed.

            She must have forgotten it when she was doing the wash, he though to himself. He had never seen her panties before, and he marveled at their size. He tried putting them on over his jeans, but they were much too big. The massive and beautiful woman had at least fifteen inches on his waist, which was a girth that Johnny longed to feel the weight of. He found that he could easily fit though a single leg of the panties, which made him think of her mammoth hips. He had never wanted his mother more.

            Lying back on his mothers bed, Johnny placed the panties near his face and inhaled deeply. He began licking the crotch and rear areas, hoping to find some womanly moisture or sweet sweat to savor on his tongue. He loved the taste of his mother—that much he already knew from the taste of her sweat.

            As his young, pubescent tool began to swell, he could not take it anymore. He unzipped his jeans and took his member in his hand all at once. Feeling his swollen manhood brought him relief. It gave him an outlet which he was determined to take advantage of.

            Images of his mother filled his head. As he gently gripped and rubbed his shaft and testicles, he continued licking and sniffing the crotch of the panties, all the while imagining himself orally exploring his mother’s nethers. He rolled the moist residue on his tongue as his mind produced sounds of his mother’s moaning. It was an experience he could only wish for.

            Once he had been granted his release (literally), he fell limp on the bed with his semen-covered penis still clearly displayed and the panties draped over his face, rising and falling with each hard breath. With his urges temporarily satisfied, he fell fast asleep.

            But his slumber did not last long. A sound of surprised confusion filled the room as his solitude was invaded.

            “Oh my god!” Janet exclaimed. “What are you doing?”

             Johnny snapped awake at once to see his mother standing in the doorway. Her breasts, which had been the subject of his dreams, were covered by a black, button-up blouse. A long, gray skirt was draped over her juicy, magnificent hips which would put anything but an elephant to shame. Her head was cocked backward in shock, causing her neck to disappear behind her beautiful, rolling chins.

            Johnny found himself at a loss for words as he looked down, seeing his limp cock on display alongside his semen-crusted pants. He then noticed that he was looking at his mom through the leg of her panties, which were still placed over his head. It did not look good.

            “Um, well, you see…” he stammered, though he could not think of anything to say.

            “Are those my panties?” she asked in what was either concern or disgust.

            He could only nod. He was caught. Plain and simple, he was caught. He cursed himself for not thinking of the possibility that his mother might return from work early, but it was too late now.

            Janet sat down on the bed, her weight causing the balance of the bed to shift slightly. She took her panties from her son’s head at once and clung them to herself defensively, looking at her son in disbelief.

            “Now, I’m going to ask you, and don’t you dare lie to me,” she said sternly. “What were you doing with these?”

            Johnny could only sweat. He closed his eyes, wishing he could be sent somewhere else. He had not been prepared for such a confrontation, and he did not know if he could ever face his mother again.

            “It’s not what it looks like,” was all he could think to say. It wasn’t much, and it wasn’t convincing by far, but it was the natural reply.

            “So what is it really?” she asked, placing her panties aside.

            Johnny sat up, still unable to look his mother in the eye. At once he threw his arms around his mother, hugging her like a child who fears retribution.

            “I’m so sorry, mom. I’ll never do it again.”

            Janet shushed him, stroking his head and kissing his forehead in reassurance. “It’s okay. We can talk about this later, if you would rather do that, but we do need to talk about this.”

            Her touch, and especially her kiss, sent an electrical surge through his body, rousing it awake once more. Again he felt his tool begin to swell. He had forgotten to cover it, and it poked out conspicuously. This time, the urge was stronger than ever before—much too strong to ignore.

            He kissed her cheek, innocently at first. He kissed her a second time, and then a third, and then he unleashed a torrent of soft, gentle kisses moving from her cheek to her neck. He moved her sagging chin aside, kissing her on and under her neck folds while his manhood grew to its full length.

            Janet’s eyes widened again. She looked down, noticing her son’s tool growing with his eagerness. As he began to kiss her, she moved her head to the side as if trying to turn away, but it only gave him easier access to her neck.

            “Johnny, what are you doing?” she demanded in the exact same tone as when she had asked the question before.

            Johnny said nothing, but only continued kissing her. Now his torrent was finding it way to the top of her chest, just under her neck. Janet placed a hand on Johnny’s head and exerted a very light force, as if trying to shove him off, but something held her back. For some reason, she could not stop him.

            “Stop it,” Janet ordered, though she sounded less authoritative and more excited. “Stop it I said.”

            Johnny did not stop. Instead, he undid the top button of her blouse, revealing the slightest bit of his mother’s cleavage. This was it—no going back. He continued unbuttoning her blouse, kissing lower and lower with each unfastened button. He kissed his way across her stomach to her waist until her blouse fell open. With her blouse completely open, her round, pudgy stomach bulged out from its hiding place and over her waist. Johnny buried his face in his mother’s belly. He pressed and shook his face against her, causing her jelly-like torso to ripple and jiggle with each movement.

            Janet no longer protested. She laid back, reveling in the sensations she was experiencing. Each warm breath and hard nuzzling that her son exerted upon her belly flesh was like a spark to her nervous system. Already she could feel her crotch becoming wet with anticipation, and she no longer cared about the moral crimes they were committing.

            Johnny placed his hands on his mother’s shoulder blades, wordlessly instructing her to sit up. When she complied, he quickly peeled her blouse from her back. He then unfastened and removed her bra, throwing both it and the blouse off the bed.

            With her bra and blouse out of the picture, Janet’s breast dangled freely onto her blubberous stomach just as in Johnny’s dreams. Though they sagged with weight and age, Janet’s breasts were not wrinkled, and her nipples protruded, hard and erect, from their centers. The space between was moist with sweat, which Johnny lapped up greedily.

            Feeling his mother’s breathing harden against him, Johnny took her breasts in his hands, licking circles around her anxious nipples. Janet moaned with pleasure as Johnny took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard in long bouts with few breaks, which were spent gently nibbling on her motherly feeders.

            Janet fell back, overwhelmed with the pleasantness of her surprise experience. As her back hit the mattress, Johnny climbed on top of her. Because her waist was too wide for Johnny to get his legs around, he allowed himself to rest on top of her, enjoying the natural cushioning she provided.

            The passionate moment prompted Janet to rip her son’s shirt right off his back, tearing it at the seams in her eagerness. Prompted by his mother’s invitation, Johnny sat up, shaking and pulling himself out of his jeans and letting his boxers fall effortlessly down his legs. He then gripped his mother’s skirt firmly and pulled it off with great force, revealing her white, already soaked panties.

            Her panties were quite a sight to see. Like the pair which Johnny had indulged in, they were wide enough to be put on a rhinoceros, but they barely covered her. Her belly and waste drooped over the front, making only the side parts visible. The seams seemed to be under great stress as her hips bulged out from the legs of her panties.

            After taking a moment to fully revel in the image, Johnny lifted his mother’s belly bulge out of the way and slid her panties down her legs to remove them. He then moved to place himself over her, but his mother seized him, throwing him on his back next to her and rolling on top of him to face him.

            Johnny struggled to breathe under his mother’s weight, but he enjoyed the feeling. He had long dreamed of being pinned under her like this, and now it was finally happening. He smiled up at her, ready to do whatever she desired of him.

            Janet lifted her stomach fat to reveal her hairy, neglected pussy. Without pause or question, she placed it over her son’s straight, hard cock. Her wetness drizzled onto his tool, and Johnny had to pinch himself to be convinced that he wasn’t dreaming.

            Feeling his mother lower herself onto him, he was filled with two great sensations. The first was the feeling of her massive torso, heavy enough to crush his bones but beautiful enough to redeem itself, plop down against him, knocking the wind out of him. The second was the dreamy, almost unreal warmth that surrounded his member as it ventured deep within his mother’s sex. He felt as if he was returning home at long last.

            Once Johnny regained his breath, he began pushing his tool up into his mother as she slammed down against him. He could barely move his hips under layers and layers of blubber, and her heavy, sagging breast slapped him hard in the face with each of her thrusts, but he had never felt a better sensation in all his life.

            Janet moaned like a territorial baboon as she slammed into her son with backbreaking force. The headboard crashed against the wall and the springs creaked and popped as if ready to break, but she did not yield. She let her body fall over her son as she continued pounding into him, feeling her floppy, round breasts collapse against his face.

            Johnny could no longer breathe. The combination of upwards of four-hundred pounds bearing down on him and the smothering weight of his mother’s chest made it impossible to draw in air. Still, he kept returning her thrusts to the best of his limited ability, trying to endure for the sake of her pleasure.

            This seemed impossible, however, as tension built in his genital area and he knew that his orgasm could not wait much longer. As if to make things worse, Janet squeezed her pussy lips together, milking her son’s cock with each back thrust.

            “Mom, wait a minute,” he said weakly through smothering flesh and a dangerous lack of air. “I’m going to...”

            Hearing her son trail off from both tension and asphyxiation, Janet increased the strength of her thrusts, wanting to finish strong.

            “Wait mom,” Johnny whispered in a tone so weak that not even he could hear himself. “Shouldn’t I pull ou—“

            But he was unable to finish. A surge of pain from his hips and unequaled pressure from his genitals fogged his senses. That, combined with his mother’s smothering weight, caused him to lose consciousness beneath his whale-sized mom as he shot his young, hot seed deep within her.

            He awoke hours later to see his mom’s eyes level with his own. She smiled at him and slipped her tongue into his mouth, kissing him deeply and passionately.

            “Hey there,” she said. “I thought I might have lost you for a while there. I hope I wasn’t too rough?”

            Johnny shook his head. “I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.”

            She cradle him in his arms. Both were still naked and still exhausted from their activity. Johnny could not feel his legs, but he didn’t care. He had won what he had desired for so long, and that was all that mattered.

            “Just remember,” Janet said with a smile and a soft kiss on the forehead. “No matter what happens, you’re still my baby boy.”

            Johnny smiled, kissing her gently on the lips. “I know. I love you mom.”

Cody wants his teacher

Jolly1 on Teen Stories

Cody was walking into his sixth hour English class.  His favorite class.   The reason this is is because of Mrs. Watson. Mrs. Watson was around 35, long black hair, nice firm tits, and an ass to die for. Cody was in his senior year and had turned 18 a while ago so he was not new to the sexual cravings he’s had for a while.

Like always he was the first one in. she was sitting at her desk. “Hello Mrs. Watson, you look good today”. He said with a grin.

“Thank you Cody, that’s the nicest thing ive heard in a while” she said with a slight sigh. The only reason he could think of for her saying that was that her husband wasn’t being as nice as he could be. Well he did know that her husband was kind of gone for long periods

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of time. He was in the marines.

“Im sorry, I wish u heard compliments more” he said. She just sort of sighed and then got up to write things on the board. As soon as everyone was in she started her lesson.  Cody of course couldn’t pay attention.  He was staring at her tits. And because of this reason his grades weren’t always the best.

As the bell rung he was upset he had to leave. He walked to the door when the teacher called him back to talk to him.

“Cody what’s wrong? Your grades are declining. You’re a smart kid. You have A’s in all your other classes. “ she said with a quizzical look.

“its nothing. “ he said with a sigh. Even now he was having a hard time staring her in the eyes.

She saw this. Somehow it turned her on. She hasn’t gotten action in the past few weeks. She started to blush. And her panties were getting wet. She saw him move closer to her saying is something wrong. And then he leaned in and kissed her. Their tongues met and it felt awesome to her.

“we cant be doing this she said. Its wrong.” She said

He kept going he started rubbing her breasts. She was moaning softly. He put a hand towards her pants. He slipped his hand in noticed no panties. He went right for her clit. She was so wet. She was moaning loudly. She let him take her. He was fingering her profusely now. She was almost screaming and then she came.

As soon as this happened Cody smiled. He pleased her. Then she knelt down and unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers. She gasped at what she saw. 

His cock was huge. Eleven inches. It was hard. And she salivated. She kissed the tip and took her tongue and licked the underside of it till she got to his balls. She sucked them for like a minute. Lust was in her eyes.  She then went back to the head and started sucking on it. It felt so good. Cody was groaning with pleasure.

She then started to bob her head up and down his shaft. She could barely go all the way down. But she knew he was liking it. She started using her tongue on the underside while she bobbed. It took her a whole minute before he came. He screamed saying he was Cumming.
She sucked him dry not missing a beat. Load after load poured into her mouth and drank it down greedily. 

She then gave him her address. He gave her his phone number. She smiled a huge grin and so did he. Little did they know they were being watched by Mrs.Watsons husband. He was appalled that his wife was blowing one of her students. He didn’t know if he was mad or turned on or what. He thought about going in their and screaming and yelling. But then he felt anger. Angry that his wife had to find someone else to fill her sexual needs. So he decided to black mail her. He was going to take her out on a nice dinner somewhere she always wanted to go. And he brought a camera for that reason. He pulled it out and snapped a few photos of her on her knees with that 18 year olds cock in her mouth.

After that was done he headed to a hotel. He didn’t know what he would blackmail her for. But then he decided he didn’t want anything from her. He decided to send them in to the principal. And get her fired. Then he would divorce her and leave her homeless. Wouldn’t that just teach her a lesson he thought smugly. He went home and as soon as he was in the house his wife came and hugged him. He pushed her away. And told her he wanted a divorce. He told her what he saw her doing. She looked sad. She was going to be divorced. He then told her that he got photos of it and planned to give them to the principal.

She started to cry. And he yelled for her to get out. She ran out of the house and jumped into her car. Her purse was still in the car.  And she sped off to a hotel. She then thought to call Cody. She called him telling him to come to the hotel. He did and as soon as he was in her room. She flung herself on him. Crying and muttering words he couldn’t hear. She then told him everything. He loved her and didn’t want anything to happen to her. He then said he would get the pictures before he could send them. He told her he loved her then hugged her and went to his car. He jumped in and sped off towards her house.  As soon as he got their it was late at night. He snuck around to the back, and then he picked the lock and walked into the house. He heard snored coming from upstairs.  He then started looking everywhere for the pictures. He found them on the table. And then he turned around and facing him was Mrs. Watson’s husband. He looked pissed. He knew he was in the marines. But Cody was an amateur boxer.

He came at Cody. Cody sidestepped then threw an uppercut that staggered him and ran out of t he house. He jumped in the car with the husband chasing him. He sped off towards the hotel. He was happy that she would be fine.

To be continued. Leave me comments or email me at koround11min@yahoo.com

She gives me a handjob using her black slip

Slipbra on Fetish Stories

I have had a slip fetish for longer than I care to remember. She had known and catered to my slip fetish for a long time, even giving me one, "....when you miss me and need me". Sometimes, when we'd talk on the phone, she'd tell me to get it and then tell me how to play with it.

As things settled down and I thought about to move to the getting serious about screwing, she broke a long passionate kiss, but continued to stroke my cock. She looked at me and said "Get my black slip". I reached over to her dresser and got it out of the drawer. It was a half slip, as she did not wear full slips.

I handed her the folded slip and she took it by the waist band, letting it unfold, then spreading it out on my stomach. She slid it down till it covered my r

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ock hard shaft. She played with the slip on my belly for a while, taking her time getting to my nylon covered cock, which by now was twitching with desire. I rolled to my side and attempted to take her into my arms to enjoy that luscious body. It was not to be tonight. She had other plans. Her next words gave me a preview of those plans.

"Do it for me" she said, her face full of lust and expectation. She had thought this one out. "Please "him" while I watch"

I replied that I wanted her and again reached for her. She was not to be denied. Again, she pushed me back and in that sweet voice that is so hard to resist said "Please. I want to see you do it" I continued to resist. She took my face in her hands, pleading and kissing me. "Do it for me."

I attempted to put my arms around her but she grabbed my hand, "Take him in hand" she urged, and guided my hand to the waiting slip covered hardness that was more than ready to feel the caress of that slip. Her hand or mine, it no longer mattered. I did what she wanted and took him in hand and began rubbing the slip everywhere it touched. She reached down and gave my hand a squeeze. I tried to interlace my fingers with her, asking "Lets do him together". Kissing my ear while she repositioned, she said "Not this time." She moved around behind me and got me in the sitting up position. Her mouth was close to my ear and I could hear her breathing heavier than normal but still very much in control.

I'd played with my slip covered shaft for a few minutes when she said "I want to see him cum." With that she reached over and rearranged the slip so that my cock was cradled in my nylon covered hand. She kissed me lightly on the ear but never took her eyes off the scene before her. "Go on " she urged and again kissed my ear and reached down, wrapping her hand around mine, guiding it up and down the shaft. She knew me well and knew at what point she could let go and I would continue. She was totally concentrating on my hand, the slip, and my cock. I could feel the climax starting to build in me. She felt me stiffen slightly, and again kissed my ear and felt my nipples with the fingers that moments before were guiding mine.

I started to loose it and began to moan her name and look her face. She didn't even blink or look back at me. She did not want to miss a minute of the show. She only said "Keep going".

As I began to gray out, I felt the familiar spasm that would pour my cum in spurts into the waiting black nylon. Only after the first spurt did her hand rejoin mine guiding the slip to finish me. Four spurts later, I was spent. She slid around to my side and her hand expertly moved in between mine and through the nylon, milked the last of my cum from me.

I was still coming down from the high of the orgasm when I noticed she had taken the slip from my hand and had turned aside. I wondered what she was doing. When she turned back around, I found out.

She turned back to me. Her left breast had a luster of liquid on it in the dim light. I recognized the gossamer liquid as my own, just in time to feel her hand at the nape of my neck, pulling me to her breast. "This is best done in small batches" she breathed, her face flush with desire. Until that moment, I never thought I'd do that. There was no way I could resist. The next sensation I was aware of was her clean breast against my lips, and I watched as she licked her cum covered breast clean of my semen. She hesitated on the cum gobbed nipple area and as she ate up the gobs of sperm, she shook violently and came so hard my cum oozed out of her lips and mouth. I was hard again and wanted to soak every piece of silky nylon lingerie she had.

02 - Airport - A Vicki Story

anerotic54 on Exhibitionist Stories

Smoothing my dress around me and crossing my legs, I looked up and noticed a man sitting across from me smiling. I smile back and my body shuddered with a feeling I knew was going to be hard to suppress. ‘Are you alright?’ he said, nearly making me jump out of my skin. ‘You look a little disappointed, as though you’ve been stood up.’ I nodded slowly, looking up at him becoming transfixed on his mouth.

Before he could notice my staring, he stood up and walked over to the seat next to me. ‘Mind if I sit here?’ and sat down smiling with a broad smile that sent shivers down my spine. Looking my body over with his eyes he adds ‘Mike’s my name, what’s yours?’ ‘Vicki’ I replied feeling myself quiver in

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side, trying not to show what I was feeling. The shudder got stronger as he placed a hand on my thigh and I looked at him as he spoke ‘Don’t worry no one would stand up a beautiful woman like you, not if they could avoid it.’ I stood up, grabbed my bag, trembling at the knees and straightened my skirt, hoping that he hadn’t noticed my shaking. ‘I’m going to look for the rest rooms. Thank you for your kind words’ and walked away feeling flushed. The spot where his hand had rested on my thigh burnt into me as I walked through the terminal. I thought I had better try and calm my nerves and headed for the bar, sitting on a stool at one end, breathing deeply as my mind raced over the last hours events.

Suddenly, Mike sat down next to me. ‘Funny meeting you here. Did you find the ladies?’ he said as I nearly leapt out of my skin shook my head ‘No’ but managed to smile as he ordered me a drink. I couldn’t keep my eyes off his mouth as he chatted to me, hardly hearing his words, only nodding and muttering occasionally. I watched his lips move and my body screamed at me, letting me know it was going to erupt soon asking me to do something about it. A few drinks later, my mind and mouth didn’t want to cooperate with each other and before I could stop myself I said ‘You really have a very sexy mouth Mike and if I wasn’t waiting for someone, I would take you to a hotel and’ I caught myself mid sentence and looked at him, blushing.

He laughed ‘I think you are very beautiful. If you want, we don’t even have to leave the airport’ and placed his hand back on my thigh. I felt my stomach tighten and an unmistakable feeling shot through me as I thought about pushing his hand away, but didn’t. His fingers moved up my thigh and slipped under my dress. Then I felt his fingertip lightly brush over my satin panties, moaning as he whispered in my ear ‘I can feel how wet you are and it’s not pussy juice is it.

You’re ready to let go, aren’t you?’ He didn’t wait for a reply instead he slipped his finger under my panties and pressed hard, just below my bladder. Then slipped it over my wetness and touched my arse. I gasped and the bartender looked over and asked if I was OK. I smiled nodding and asking directions to the Ladies while Mike withdrew his finger and placed it in his mouth then sucked on the juice. There was nothing else for me to do, I had to go so I got up and walked out of the bar. He followed behind me, close enough for me to feel him near, but not close enough for anyone to think we were together. I walked into the rest room panting and leaned against a sink as my pulse rate rocketed. Spasms shot through my body with a growing urgency as I shuddered wondering why I had willingly let him touch me.

I stood looking at myself in the mirror as a door to a stall opened and a woman emerged, I felt myself getting closer my body spasmed with a more urgent sensation and then I felt Mike enter the rest room. My heart raced as I started to burn deep inside and he moved behind me, saying nothing. He took my hand and guided me into a vacant stall and I knew I was loosing control. Locking the door and turning around, he grabbed my arse and pulled me to his mouth sucking on my lips with a lustful hunger. He probed my mouth as he pushed past my lips, sucking my tongue as I moaned and my spasms became more intense. We kissed deeply, probing and fighting with our tongues, sucking on each others lips.

Then he lifted my dress and slid my panties down over my hips as he bent his knees, following them down my thighs with his wet tongue. My pussy screamed out for him to stop, come back, you have missed the best part and went into spasms as my orgasm began its journey through me. Holding the hem of my dress, he came back up my body, flicking my navel with his wet tongue, leaving a trail of saliva as he moved past under my arm and stood up, pulling the dress over my head and tossing it to the floor like a rag. My breasts and nipples had become hard and stuck out in the hope that he would see them. Then standing behind me, he unsnapped my bra letting it fall to the tiles and began kissing my neck as I pressed back on him. Shaking as he licked his wet tongue over my shoulder, he slid his body around to my breasts, cupping them in his large hands, kneading their firmness and sucked a nipple in to his mouth.

Rolling his tongue over my hardening nipple, pinching the other one hard between his fingers, I shuddered and moaned louder in pleasure. Mike moved down my stomach, licking as he went and I shuddered at the thought of what might follow, my pussy oozing juices, sending a sweet aroma into the air and I knew then that I had a battle on my hands. I ran my fingers through his hair and realised he was naked, my spine quivered and I felt myself getting weak as I fought my mounting orgasm. My pussy went into spasms as juice began to run down my thighs and I struggled to remain on my feet as he moved my legs apart.

I felt him spread my pussy lips with his finger and ripples of pleasure ran through my loins as I tossed my head back, moaning at his touch. He flicked his tongue gently against my clit and his finger spreading the wetness between my arse cheeks. My hands now on his shoulders, I felt his finger probe at the entrance, slowly pushing it’s way in, burying itself deep while I leaned back against the wall and started to shake as he rub my clit with his thumb, feeling the cold tiles burn into my back, knowing I had lost the battle and I pulled his head into me.

My orgasm climbing higher and higher with each thrust and started to take hold as his finger probed deep in my arse and I growl as he moved it around. His tongue swirled on my clit, his lips sucked hard as he pushed two fingers deep into my pussy, probing both my openings, taking me to a place I rarely visit.

It is then that I loose control of my bodily functions. My bladder released its liquid and my pussy juices flowed uncontrollably my juices poured out of me in a flood and I filled his mouth with the mixture, as he drank deeply the nectar I offered. He moaned sucking harder, pushing his fingers deeper and I let go into the ecstasy that now washed over me in a torrent of pleasure. ‘Ahh Mike. God ohh yes’ and collapsed over him, totally spent. Mike stood up pulling me with him and presses me hard into the wall, staring into my lustful eyes with hunger. Kissing me, he pushed opened my lips with his tongue and he squirted a mouthful of liquid into my open mouth. I felt the warm fluid run down my throat tasting my essences, swallowing deeply, shaking with pleasure and shuddering, my orgasm levelled out and I sank to my knees, weak and spent shaking from the intensity of what had happened.

Through my half closed eyes I looked up at Mike and saw his prick staring me in the face and reached out to stroke him slowly moving my thumb over the leaking head, he quivered with excitement as his prick throbbed in my hand. Still shuddering with the effects of my orgasm, I pulled him towards me and I took his hard prick into my mouth, still tasting myself as I ran my tongue around the throbbing head and licked the cum as it oozed from the hole. Sucking hard, I cupped my hand around his balls stroking them with my nails, squeezing gently as I licked his hardness with my tongue. Then running my fingers around his arse hole, he started to shudder with spasms of delight and I felt the head of his prick grow and throb inside my mouth.

Feeling the first drops of his cum, as it travelled up from his balls and putting a finger inside my dripping pussy, I tightened my lips around the head of his prick, sucked faster then slipped my wet finger deep into his arse. I found his gland and pushed hard against it, feeling his cum rising, ready to spurt into my waiting mouth. Mike shuddered as his orgasm began and I kept up the pressure in his arse, moving my finger in and out in time with my sucking. He moaned louder as his prick began to flood cum down my throat and he filled my mouth with his juices.

I pulled his spurting prick from between my lips and sprayed it over my face and breasts as his knees shook and started to give way. With one final thrust, his balls emptied in my hair as my finger pushed deeper into his arse, rubbed his prick in my face, spreading his cum over me. Collapsing on the floor beside me, we sat on the cold tiles, looking at each other his cum dripped out of the corners of my mouth and down my chin his chest covered in my fluids. I looked at him through half closed eyes, ‘Thank you Mike.

That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had.’ We slowly got up and dressed left the cubical and washed up in the basins then Mike took me in his arms and looked into my eyes ‘How about a home visit?’ I kissed his lips lightly ‘It will be a pleasure Mike’ and he handed me an envelope kissed my lips and left leaving me still shuddering and weak.

Marky´s Rubber Gloves

45revolver on Fetish Stories

     I grew up as a military brat moving around airforce bases all over the world.  My favourite memories are from Heidelburg AFB in Germany.  I can remember all the fun we american kids use to have with the German kids everyday after school in a small German neighborhood just outside the gates of the base.

The German kids were a few years older than my friends and I but that never made a difference.  We were foreigners and the Germans were fascinated with us and us with them especially the oldest boy Marky who was about 16.  Marky was tall well built and was on the rugby team at his school.  His chissled jaw, bulging baskett and huge h

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ands kept me up at night dreaming of the day I would get the nerve to entice him to grope me or anything sexual to fulfill my lust for him.  All us kids jumped on Marky and rough housed with him and he would chase us, pin us down, make us eat grass and tickle us into hysterics.  We could never get enough.

One day it was just Marky and I taking a walk along the ditches where we would catch crawdads, snakes and sometimes fish.  He kicked one of my feet trying to trip me but was unsuccessful.  I thought to myself, it´s now or never.  I said outloud look a snake!  When he whipped his head around I went right for that huge baskett between his legs and squeezed it as hard as I could.  I felt his cock jerk almost to errection in my hand.  He almost caught my arm but I was able to yank loose and started running towards an old workshead we kids use to hangout at.  He was chasing me and getting closer yelling to me with a thick German accent "I´m gonna get you good for that, you know you can´t get away from me." 

All of the sudden I felt his massive hand on my shoulder grabbing hold of my shirt and tugging at it to slow me down.  I struggled like a dog trying to get free from a leash giggling and screaming "ok you win, you win Marky, it was just a joke!".  At that moment I felt his arm wrap around my torso and his other hand come between my legs cupping my dick and balls and hoist me up in mid air.  My cock jumped so fast it ached.  My heart was pounding out of my chest I could hardly breathe.  I was in complete exstacy and never wanted this moment to end.  I twisted my head and looked into his big blue eyes giggling and said "ok Marky, please put me down now, you got me".  He looked at me with this sly half grin started chewing his gum, shook his head  and said "not a chance!"

He carried me with his hand still craddling my crotch squeezing and groping me along the way so by the time we reached the shead I had a raging hardon and my underwear was saturated with precum.  When he finally put me down he didn´t turn me loose.  He reached around with both hands squeezing my balls and stroking my dick really hard yanking them up and down punching and spanking my groin with intermittant tickling and jabs to my ribs.  During my giggling fits I begged him to stop to no avail so I reached behind me and grabbed his baskett for the second time and felt his huge rock hard cock in my hand.  He said "auhh you little shit! Now I´m gonna get you reeeeal good with my rubber gloves!"  

He dragged me over to the back end of the shed and opened up a work cabinet where inside hung some old tools and a huge pair of elbow long thick black rubber gloves.  He took some white silk rope hanging on the wall and started tieing my hands to a vice at the end of the work table.  I was getting a little nervous until he asked me if the rope was tied to tight.  I said no but what are you going to do you´re scaring me.  He said don´t be scared, I´m not gonna hurt you.  But you´ve been a bad boy and I´m gonna milk ya real good to punish you!  Then I knew exactly what he was gonna do and what the rubber gloves were for.  I said very unconvincingly, "Marky no please don´t, oh come on you´re not really going to are you?"  Sill chewing his gum he just grinned and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down around my ankles along with my underwear.  I continued to giggle and plead as he brought the gloves over to me and made me breathe in to them and smell the rubber.  The whoppling sound from the gloves made me so horny and more precum oozed from my cock and the way he handled and squeezed the gloves rubbing them on my balls and  staring me directly in my eyes with that sinister grin and gum smacking, I knew he was enjoying it as much as I was.  

He proceeded to pull the gloves over his huge  hands and stretch them up to his dry buised elbows to a snap then clinched his fists to make sure they were tight.  Then he took out a can of motor grease and lubed up the gloves and approached me.  He grabbed my dick and balls at the same time stroking them and getting them all greased up and started massaging and kneading my balls and glidding his smooth gloved hand up and down my cock.  My mouth was watering and I couldn´t help but stand on my toes and my hole body was shaking.  He tossed his hair out of his eyes looked at me and said "I know you like that rubber don´t you boy".  In that momment I heaved and fought to keep from yelling as my feet went cold and I felt the nerves in my scalp pulling downward and first I squirted several huge cum drops that went in his face on his chest and over his shoulder then pumped out a small pool of cum that dripped off the rubber onto the dirt floor.  

After he was sure he had squeezed every last drop of cum from my balls and milked it from my cock, he dropped his jeans and mixed more grease with my cum on the gloves and began beating off squeezing his balls and in literally just seconds squirted all over me panting and moaning. 

This by far was the best orgasm I´ve ever had in my life.  I often reflect back on it when jacking off.  Needless to say  I love the feel of rubber and have owned rubber gloves and underwear since I was old enough to get them.  But now I´m the one milking the dudes!

Raniy Days

Lady2Misstress on Erotic Poems

On those rainy days I find myself remembering you.

The feel of your heat mixed with mine

The days we lay out in the rain under that tree you planted for us when I was three

But you did not know about me

The first time I laid on top and found my hips sway to the rain

I found my power at 17 you were older but you remembered what it felt to be young

You could not stop what I had started because I had laid like this with you many times

I touched the heat between legs at night with this moment in my minds eye

So the day came when we were caught in the rain a warm summer rain sudden powerful

My shirt clinging to my frame making you notice the body I hide from the wondering boys

So we ran to my tree our tree and

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I asked you to keep me warm as the rain turned cold on my skin only to find the heat you provided spreading

To places untouched by any boy and then I swayed as the drops fell drops finding their way through the leaves

I peeled my t-shirt of my ebony skin revealing my double d breast with pert nipples

I whispered please relieve this ache my nipples hurt until you took your pink tongue and red lips to them

My hips swayed and found you pushing back on my jean shorts

They were straining against my full hips and tight round ass you pushed them off with ease

And found the woman I was waiting to be with you I pushed down letting your hard steel red cock take me

I let my hips sway faster forgetting the pain and feeling my heat mixed with yours

You told me how you had watch me while I had played watched me as I danced with your son

Yearning for your hands on my hips as your son tried to match my sway the sway I meant for you

So I turned as you gripped my hips my skin brushing the bark of our tree as you took me

Please make me yours passed from my lips and the rain made our song and it beat down on our tree

My skin slick stream rising from us the heat we created we went till you were spent and I had fulfilled

The dreams I had since I was 12 my lips sweet with your taste as I licked you clean we taste so good

The contrast of our skin burned into my mind you held me and touched my bruised pussy with your probing tongue

And as quickly as the rain started it stopped

We never spoke about that day even one my wedding day as you gave me to your son

I visit our tree on sunny days but when it rains I remember and I cum hard with your son deep within me

My husband loves rainy days I always remember you on those rainy days

I just wrote this I hope you can help my improve my writing I will try writing more feed back welcome @ lady2dom@aol.com.

Good Girl At Heart: Lexi's Adventures...part 1

goodgirlatheart on Teen Stories

My eyes had been watching her all evening.  She had the been the object of my admiration this whole weekend, and tonight I was sure that I would make her mine.

Usually getting girls had never been a problem for me.  I was five foot eleven with an athletic built from the sports I did year round.  I had dark hair that complimented my deep brown eyes.  Hopefully, these features would play a role in helping me get Lexi.

Lexi was only fourteen, making me two years her senior.  She danced across the room with a group of friends.  Her developing figure, with her 32B breasts and gorgeous ass was well shown in her tight pink tank top and short jean skirt.  Her dark hair flowed over her sholders to the middle of her back.  Her h

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azel eyes sparkled with a gleam of innocence.  Her body moved with the music in such a sexy way, only adding to my fantasies of how the night would go.

One of my friends elbowed me in the side, obviously noticing where my attention was.  The mood of the music changed to that of a slow dance, and he told that this was my chance.  I made my over to her, and like in old time movies, extended my hand and asked "If she would like to share this dance"  She giggled and put her arms around my shoulders as we swayed with the music.

"Hi, I'm Lexi." she said, in an adorable voice.

"Mike," I said, as though I didn't know of her.

We continued talk, and she explained that she was a cheerleader and a gymnast, and lived not too far from where I did.  The slow song came to an end and a faster, night-club-style one began.  She went back to dancing in a circle with her friends. But this time, I had no intentions of being left out of the fun. 

I came up behind her and brought my pelvis up to meet her grinding hips.  A little smile flashed across her face.  She picked up pace and worked her tight ass in small circles around my bulging cock.  It could easily be seen this was not her first time engaging in freak dancing.  We continued for a couple other songs.  Her moves became creative, and she would occasionally bend over, giving me a clear glimpse of her small, pink, thong.  My seven inch cock grew and grew with each motion to a point where I could barely take it.   

"Want to step outside?" I whispered to her.  She nodded and took my hand as we made it to the door.  The crisp evening sky brought beauty and serenity from the dark, tacky, swirling lights, setting of the dance.

"I love this place," She said, gazing up at the skies.  'Ive gone to this camp for six years, and this past summer was my last."  Our hands still joined, we walked away from there, exploring the beauties that this place had to hold.  Only I had other intentions.  We made it to the beach.  I had never remembered it to be this beatiful, but the serenity of the night had brought along all new feelings.  She layed down in the sand, once again gazing up at the stars.  I layed beside her and put my arm around her.

"What are you looking at?" I whispered.

"Just the sky again.  It's just so beautiful," she explained.

"Not as beautiful as you," I lustuflly whispered.  Our eyes met in a piercing gaze.  It was at that moment   I knew I had to make my move or watch Lexi leave on the bus, knowing I had missed my chance.  I moved my lips in to hers, as hers met mine.  I parted her lips with my tongue.  Our tongues met and swirled in a beautiful dance of lust.  The kiss that began slow picked up with more passion.  I rolled her on top of me.  My hands roamed over her fine body, finding their way to her small but pert breasts.  I rubbed them up and down, and my hands worked their way up her shirt.  i rolled the nipple between my fingers, and small moan released from her.  Her response led me to take the others in my hand, gently pinching the nipple while I caressed the other one.  I broke our kiss, even though her mouth still begged for more.  Seeing nobody was around, I pulled her pink tank top over her head, giving me the view of her perfect breasts in just a lacy bra.  She assisted me in unbuckling it, and in a voice that was no longer cute and innocent, but sexy and naughty whispered "I'm all yours."

My mouth took in her right tit as her hand carressed the left.  I rolled my tongue over it, and took the nipple in my mouth, sucking it like a breast feeding baby.  She squirmed and released a gasp of pleasure.  My tongue flicked rapdily over its erect meal.  I pinched ever so slightly in my teeth, and she moaned even louder.  I could tell she too was not ready to leave it just at second base.

 I kissed down her flat stomach to right above where her skirt began.  "Are you ready?" I whispered.  She nodded.  I unbuttoned her skirt and pulled it down, along with her small pink thong over her small hips.  What I saw was the most beautiful pussy.  It had sparse, fine pubic hair, and glistening pink lips.  I traced my hands over her toned upper thies.  I reached the treasure chest, and inserted my index finger into her hot, tight, love hole.  She let out a quick moan, and then moved her hips to further meet my finger.  This was by the the tightest pussy I had ever come to know.  I moved my finger in and out, picking up pace more and more.  Her hips continued to move in to meet finger.  She moaned louder and louder with each motion.  I removed my finger, but I was by no means finished.  My lips followed at first the same route my hands did along her thys.  My gentle kisses made their way to her hungry pussy.  I kissed along its inner lips, separating it ever so much.  My tongue became more greedy for her juices, tracing its outlines, swirling around her hole, and eventually reaching that oh so sensitive clit.  I traced my tongue over it and felt her small body twitch.  Her breathing increased and gasps and moans escaped her lips.

"Yes, right there" she screamed.  I sucked at it and nibbled it until she couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm cumming" she yelled.  A massive orgasm overtook her.  As it subsided, she lay down, panting.  "I guess its your turn," she whispered.  

Her small hands worked at my belt buckle.  She slowly pulled down my boxers.  The slow rate tortured me, but filled me with anticipation.  As I was exposed, my fully erect cock sprang to life.  She wrapped her small hands around its width and lightly kissed the tip.

At that moment, a booming voice over a megaphone shouted "lights out!".  Lexi quickly gathered her clothes, dressing in a hurry, avoiding eye contact.  She ran off without even saying goodbye, as though we were merely aquaintances.  Something told me that as we boarded the buses the next morning, Lexi would act as though nothing happened.  But only her and I would know what truly happened and of the pleasure shared at the beach that night. 

DeCraker on Forced Stories

As I entered the diner (The bus stop Café that my Dad owned with a partner), the tiny bell above the door jingled. I kept my head down and avoided the eyes of the locals as I sliped down into a booth. I sank down in the seat, a heavy sigh escaping my lips.

I was in trouble because I had not walked strait to the café after school like I was told. I was tired, sweaty, and every part of my body ached, me and some of my friends had gone to the stockyards and road the sheep and caves after school and I forgot the time and my dad was going to be really mad.

"Can I get you anything, hon?" The waitress asked me as she came by with a pot of coffee. "Is everything alright?" She asked me.


I simply nodded. "Everything's fine. I

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s my Dad here?"
"No, sweetheart, he left an hour or so ago. Can I get you anything?"
"Water," My throat was dry. "Water...please," I coughed. I watched the waitress walk away before my eyes locked with a Wayne who was sitting at the counter. He was staring dead at me, at least I thought he was staring at me. It was hard to tell because he was wearing his glasses. Wayne was in his early 30s, I guess. He was tall, about 6' and heavy. He wore a sleeveless flannel shirt, a pair of worn jeans, and boots. His hair was cut down to a buzz cut, and he needed a shave.

I offered a nervous smile before forcing myself to look away.
Wayne smirked when I turned away. I was nomore than 14, he knew because he was my Dads partners’ nephew. He knew I was in trouble as he knew my father.

"He'll be just fine," He grinned to himself. As the waitress rounded the counter, he grabber her arm and smiled. "I'll take that on over to him."
I heard Wayne’s heavy footfalls before I saw him. Wayne put the water down on the table and took a seat opposite me, "Here ya go." Wayne took a seat and rested his ball cap on the table.
"Thanks," I said sheepishly as I gulped it down.
"Not to smart, are ya?" Wayne asked.
"N...no," I said as I put the glass down. "I was just playing with you, are you ok?" Wayne asked as he leaned back in the seat.
"Yes, I was at the stockyards riding the sheep," I explained. "Now my Dad is not here.  I don't know what I am going to do."
"Your parents left town for the weekend." Wayne said. "Tm supposed to take care of you and your brother this weekend."
I shook my head, "ok my parent had done this before and I felt relieved because I didn’t have to face my dad at that time."
"What ya want to do?" Wayne asked, already knowing the answer.
I sighed. "I, uh, guess I should go." I knew I was not supposed to hang around the café.
Wayne nodded. "Ok, let me order some food for later and we will go”. Throwing me a dime to play the pin game and walked away.
"Thanks" I said. Wayne was cool that way.
Wayne waved the waitress over. "A slice of pie for my friend here, he's gotta be starvin'." The waitress walked off and within minutes returned with a large slice of pie.
Wayne winked at me, "Go on. Eat up; it's on your Dad."
I picked up the fork and began to eat the pie. "Thanks," I said.
Wayne watched me as I ate. I was scrawny toehead with blue eyes.

Wayne was starting to get hard just thinking about what he was going to do to me.

"I'll tell ya what, I..." He tapped his fingers on the table, "It's getting pretty late and the horses need to be fed. Why don't ya come with me to feed then we can stop and get your brother and go to the drive in.


I eyed Wayne for a moment and then nodded. "Thanks that would be great. I mean, if you don't mind I will call Mikey and let him know what we are doing."
"Make the call and let’s go." Wayne laughed. "C'mon, let's get out of here." I shoveled down the rest of my pie and followed Wayne out of the diner. "Jump my truck," Wayne pointed.


"OK," I said as I walked around to the passenger's side. I waited for Wayne to unlock the door and hopped in.
I was quite during the ride to the horse stalls. "What's the matter, boy? I ain't gonna bite ya."
"Oh, I know!" I said quickly. I didn't mean to hurt Wayne's feelings.

"I'm just thinking about what my Dad is going to do to me for being late."
"It's alright," Wayne smiled. "They left this afternoon," he said. "I am the only one that knows that you were late." And if you are good to me I won’t tell him anything.


He pulled the truck into the horse stalls parking lot. "Well, here we are," Wayne said as he put the truck in park. He led me to the hay barn, stopping at the last stall. "Home sweet home," he said as he unlocked the door and pushed it open, allowing me to go first. "It ain't much..." Wayne said as he turned on the lights.
"It's great," I said. "you turned the stalls into an apartment, it beats sleeping in a street." I sat down on the couch and looked around.
"That's true," Wayne said as he turned on the lights and made his way into the kitchen area. "Want a drink? Beer or somethin'?"
I looked at Wayne, my eyebrow raised.
"C'mon," he said as he tossed a beer to me.


I pulled the pop-top off and took a sip, a smile on my face.
"Good for you," Wayne said as I sat down on the couch. He turned the TV on. “You watch the baseball game while I feed.” He said as he headed for the barn.


When the first inning was over, I got up and went down the shed row to see what Wayne was doing. I came up to the stall door and I saw him in the stall with his pants down around his ankles.


"Pissin," I ask.
Wayne laughed. "No, no. not Pissin," he said as he threw his head back and grabbed for his pants. Coughing as he bent over showing me his full hairy man ass, butt hole, balls and all.
"Wow," I grinned. "It's pretty short." He stood, turned and ask, "You mean this?." as he pulled on his 4” cock. I nodded and said “my cock is bigger than yours”


Wayne laughed. "C'mon, you just show me your big cock."
"I don't think I should," I said. "I'm not feeling too well," I added.


Wayne stepped closer to me and began to rub my inner thigh. Then he walked me back to his bed room. He asks "did that beer upset your stomach?" As he bent down and kissed my stomach, he then bent down closer and began to undo my pants.


"What are you doing?" I asked sheepishly.
"Relax, boy, I ain't going to hurt ya." Wayne said as he slid his fat hand underneath my shirt and down my pants.
"I don't think we are supposed do this," I said as he began to pull and squise on my soft cock.

"That going to make my cock hard and you will get to see whose dick is bigger," I said as he got to his knees.


"You better settled down," He said. "I don’t want to hurt ya." Wayne pulled my shirt open and then pulled my boots off. He stared at me, my hard cock straining against my jeans trying to get out above my belt.
I reached in and pulled my cock free of my underwear and showed the head of it to him.


"You, sure as hell do have a big dick!" Wayne shouted as he threw his beer bottle in the trash can against the wall.
I flinched. Wayne smirked as he unbuckled my belt and let my jeans fall around my ankles. he picked me up then he kicked them off to the side and set me down. He then kneeled on the floor next to me and began to kiss my stomach again. "Lose the shirt," Wayne said.


"Why," I protested.
"I said to take it off," Wayne snapped as he gave me a swift swat on the ass.
I jumped and slowly took off my shirt. Tears falling from my eyes.


"Oh, hey," Wayne said as he cupped my ass cheek in his hand. "C'mon, don't cry." As he turned me around and kissed me where he has just swatted me.


Then he pushed me down on the bed. "I promise, you'll like this," Wayne said and pulled down my under pants and kissed my ass right on my butt hole. "Oh, yea. you like that, don’t you." he said.


"Now," Wayne said,"we can do this the easy way or the hard way. I'll let ya choose," He said as he began to trace my butt hole with his tongue. I couldn’t move I was completely filled with lust ."Good enough," Wayne said when he heard my moans.

Wayne reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. He pulled out a jar of Vaseline. He scooped some in to his hand, it looked like a lot, then Wayne began to try to finger me. He probed at my virgin ass for a long time while he continued to tongue my little ass and balls. after working my ass open slowly for a long time he plunged his short fat finger deep into I tight hole, and pulled it out when I began to scream. And then he plunged it back in and out and in and out and stopped when I continued to scream in pain.


Wayne began to jerk him self off with his free hand. "I don’t think you can handle me and my little cock, boy?" Wayne asked as he pulled his finger out of my butt hole and began to trace my gaping butt hole again with his tongue again.
“That really hurt. But that feels better.” I cried


"Yea," he moaned as he continued to lick my butt hole and then started to push his tongue deep inside me.
"Yea?" Wayne laughed. "Alrighty then, you like to have your ass sucked," he said as he rolled over on to his side and ask if I thought I could handle his little cock?” I said I didn’t know but that I sure liked it when he pushed his tongue up my butt.


Wayne rolled over on his back on the bed and said. “lets try something else he pulled my butt up above his face and pushed his tongue as far in as he could. I was up in the air with no close on and Wayne was sucking my ass, I loved it. "Harder!" I screamed. "Oh, please. Harder!"

I let out a scream as Wayne's tongue hit my spot. "Yea," I moaned as I began to push myself into Wayne, face. "Right there," I panted as my ass tightened around Wayne's tongue.


Wayne quickened his pace. My ass cheeks slapping against his face, Wayne gave my ass another slap as he bit my bottom. "Oh, god, you're so tight," he yelled. "Oh, fuck, Pete."


Wayne set me down on the bed and stood up I watched as Wayne took my hardness into his mouth. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh. As his wet tongue massaged the, underside of my cock, balls and ass some times all at once

My hands gripped at the pillow as Wayne took my cock deep into his throat. and then I grabed him by the ears and face fucked him. "Oh, fuck," Wayne grunted as my pace began to slow. "I want to feel your cock in side me. Would you like that?” he asks.

You're so fucking big I think you can fuck me up the ass, what do you think?” he ask.
I was willing to try anything at that point but I remembered my brother at home. And ask. “What about Mikey and the movie?”


He said “We would go as soon as I fucked him in his ass.” Then he slid down off the bed until his knees were on the floor. Then he said. “Get up close behind me” I moved to where I was between his legs. I could smell his ass it didn’t smell dirty but rather like a horse that had been road hard.


He said. “Push that big cock up my ass” I did as he said, I expected to have trouble but it slid right in, I grabbed his ass a started to pump for all I was worth.
“I'm gonna cum." I scremed. I gave him several hard thrusts before spraying my spunk deep inside his ass. At lest as deep as my dick would reach at that age. "Oooh," Wayne moaned as he pulled himself off the bed, my load of spunk dripping out of his butt hole.
I flopped on the bed and rolled over, looking up at Wayne. I wanted more.


Wayne grabbed my balls, giving them a squeeze. "Don't worry," Wayne panted. "I ain't done with you." He held him self over me and sucked and licked my rock hard cock clean. Then kissing, and biting as he pushed his way up he kissed my tits and tried to kiss my mouth.

I pulled myself away from him and told him “I don’t want you to kiss my face.” He said “Ok” and never tried to kiss me again.


I got dressed and Wayne finished feeding the horses. Then we drove to my house where we went in to see Mikey. He was in the big easy boy chair of my dads, wrapped in a blanket. Wayne told me to dish up the food and told Kevin to get up and let him set there.


I went to the kitchen where I dished up the burgers Wayne had ordered from the cafe. When I came back both Wayne and Kevin were sitting in the big char under a blanket.


Kevin is two years younger than me but he was always the one who did things first, I had no Idea that he and Wayne knew each other, especially the way that Wayne and I had just gotten to know each other.

However I could recognize that now familiar smell of butt and it came to me that Wayne was fucking Mikey up the ass.
Mikey’s face had this look of pleasure and his eyes were rolled back in his head, I could tell that Kevin loved it and that it wasn't his first time.

They went at it for a while. Then Wayne sent me to the bathroom for a washcloth and when I returned Kevin was setting on the floor eating his burger.


After we were done with dinner we pilled in Wayne’s truck and went to the drive-in. Wayne parked way in the back by the fence with the bed of the truck facing the screen. He set up lawn chars in the bed of the truck. We watched the movie and Mikey fell asleep. 

Wayne put him in the cab of the truck and ask if I wanted to set in his lap. I crawled up in his lap and ask what he and Kevin had been doing at the house, he never did say what they were doing and would never take the blanket off so that I might see. On the many times that he came to look after us over the next few years. He asks if I would play with his cock, so I did. I jacked him off till he came all over us. It was easy to jack him off because while my cock was longer than his, his was fatter.

Then Wayne went down and started to lick my ass and balls again "Aaaaaah," I screamed as he did that to my complete manhood. "I think I'm gonna cum again!"


Wayne gave my balls a tight squeeze with his mouth as he swallowed several spurts of my hot spunk. "I told ya you'd like it," Wayne said when he was finished. He collapsed next to me in the bed of the truck we were both exhausted I must have cum 5 times that day and I think he would cum every time we touched him.


I scooted closer to Wayne, resting my head on his chest. "Do you think I could fuck you again?" I asked shyly. Wayne wrapped my arm around him, a satisfied smile on his face. "You can fuck me as often as you'd like," he said before we both fell asleep.


Wayne came by every time our folks went to the horse races, he knew when they were leaving for the track and would leave the house before they came home. Some times he and Mikey would bundle up in the big char and others He would come buy and suck my cock, He would then run his tongue along the shaft of my cock, circling the head as a drop of precum bubbled to the tip.

He could take both my cock and balls into mouth and massaged them with his tongue at the same time. But he really liked it when I would fuck him up the ass.


He tried a few more times to get his cock up my butt hole but it hurt so he quit trying and he never tried to fuck my ass again not even after a couple of years when I am sure he would have fit.

my family pt2

bigguy34 on Incest Stories

it was about 1am on a sat mourning i was just getting in from a party at my friends. i slowly walked up the stairs and into my room. i closed the door behind me and went to sleep only to be woken up from my brother josh coming in an hour later he was cocked and was making a lot of noise i came out of my room and helped him to his he was so drunk he couldnt recognize me

"josh u have to be quit" i whispered

"hey cutie wanna dance" josh said

i couldnt help but laugh

"ill take that as yes" he said than he grabed my ass.

 josh is a good looking guy he is 6'4" about 180pounds and pretty cut. I always felt somewhat attracted to him but surpressed my fellings. we fell on to his bed me landing on top of him my shirt which was

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all i was wearing skided up to my belly his hand was on my bare ass.

"o right to the point" he said

he slid his shirt off and forced a kiss on my at first i resisted but than i felt my pussy get wet.

"josh, take of your pants"

he did i could see that he already had a hard on he took of his boxers with out any orders. i saw his cock it was around the same size as my dad a little smaller.i took of my shirt. he kissed my nipple than began sucking on it. i could feel my pussy get warmeri was noe neeling on his bed while he was sitting on it my legs out side his. i slid my hand down to his cock and guided it into my pussy. he relased the suchin cup he made with mouth around my nipple than kissed me. i pushed him down straight on his back and began ridding him. besides my father he was only the second cock i had inside me. i started to moan softley trying to control myself

"fuck me josh, get on top"

he did. i could feel him pushing with al his might it felt painful at first but became the best fuck of my life he made long hard thrust and i began to thrst my hips with his. we must have made some noise because i heard the door open and heard foot steps than the light turned on it was my other brian

"what the fuck!"

"Close the door!"

he did.

u guys are fucked up wait until mom hears about this" brian threatend

" no wait" i said

icouldnt think straight and paniced

"ill do what ever u want i just dont want mom to know"

"anything?" he said

"anything well u can start by sucking my cock"

josh got off me and i got on my knees he unziped his fly and took out his semihard cock i began stroking it and he said

"i said suck it not pet it"

i began sucking on his cock. he was the smallest cocked between josh and my dad so i could deep throat him relitivley easy.

"i want both of you to fuck me i said as i gasped for air the thought of being fucked by two men at once turned me on beyond my belief. i got on my hand and knees and mike inserted his cock into my ass it feld harder than ever and i moaned with pain. brian had goten on his knees and put is cock in my face i imediatley began sucking. at first it was akward but within no time we all got into a rythem and i was getting the best of both world or what i thought was until i was fucked inmy dripping wet pussy and ass at the same time. we all stood up josh picked me up and i started fucking him while he held me nextthing i knew there was a cock in my ass and pussy it was the most amazing feeling i everhad. i had multiple orgasms almost imediatley. and i could feel that brian was about to come because he started shacking i had josh put me down than got on me knees i started sucking one cock and playing with the other. switching back and forth

"iam going to cum" brian muttered

"me2" said josh

they both blew there load in my mouth at the same time. i had just had the best sex of my life. smoked a cigarette and went to bed thinking of who else i could fuck in my family.....to be continued

His Dirty Little Secret

NightmarePrincess on Sex Stories

Keri stood naked staring at her reflection in the mirror, hating herself more with each passing moment. The minute she answered his call, she knew it would end up as it always had before. Deep down, she held on to what little faith she had left that this time was the last time. He would no longer use her then slip out the door to be with someone else. After all, he had become her Master, despite how badly he treated her. Keri wasn't stupid. She knew about the others, and there had been many of them, but one thing remained a constant. He always came back to her.

She had fallen deeply in love with him some time ago. She couldn't pinpoint the moment it happened, because it felt like she had loved him all of her life. Keri gave herself to him without hesitation, leading

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to the nature of their relationship. She had no idea how he truly felt about her. He had told her long ago that he loved her, but then he left her for several months without a word. When he returned, he was with someone new. He had not even taken the time to tell her. Still, she could not tell him no.

She ran her fingers over her sun kissed cheeks, looking hard for any imperfections he may find displeasing. She stared into her own eyes for a moment. Where there once was a glimmer of hope and happiness now was home to sadness so deep it consumed her soul. She brushed her dirty blond hair away from her face, forcing the best smile she could muster as she heard footsteps outside the front door.

She quickly scampered to the living room, stopping a few feet from the door. There she dropped to her knees, her body molding itself into the picture of submissive perfection. Her thighs spread widely, invitingly displaying her shaved, baby smooth flesh. She arched her back deeply, pushing her ample breasts forward. Keri drew in a deep breath, exhaling slowly as she focused on her love for him as she tried to rid herself of the thoughts that plagued her.

The backs of her hands came to rest squarely on her tanned thighs as she stared at the door handle… The knob turned slowly as the door swung open. Her gaze immediately dropped as she flashed her best attempt at a smile. Her breath stopped, anticipating his inspection of her. Scott closed the door, standing in front of her for a moment. He stroked her hair as he looked down at her with a pleased smile. This was where she was expected to be whenever he arrived.

"Well little one, I see you have not forgotten how to greet me," he said

He walked past her, making his way toward the chair at the opposite side of the room. He sat down, his eyes remaining on her, and pointed to the spot directly in front of his feet without speaking as much as a syllable. Obediently, Keri placed her palms on the floor in front of her, crawling to him like a lowly animal and resumed her position at his feet.

 

"Very good little one, now remove My shoes and socks," he said as he sunk back into the chair.

Keri nodded slightly, her fingers immediately worked to untie his shoes. She slid them off, his socks following after each, and laid them next to the chair. She sat back on her heels again, her hands falling to her thighs as she awaited his next command. He smiled, just staring at her for a moment. He stood up, tossing his blue Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirt onto the sofa.

"Well girl, what are you waiting for," he asked, his crotch inches from her face.

Her fingers fumbled to unfasten his pants as quickly as she could, sliding them down his legs. He stepped out of them, kicking them aside for the moment. She wrapped her long, slender fingers around his swollen shaft as she leaned forward. Holding him steady, she guided the head of his cock between her soft pink lips.

Her tongue worked in small circles as it languidly lapped at the smooth skin. She began to feed his cock into her warm wet mouth slowly. With her lips wrapped tightly around him, she began to suck lightly at first. He reached down, grabbing a handful of her hair as he forced the length of his cock into her throat. She swallowed hard to keep herself from gagging as he assaulted her throat. Her tongue pressed firmly against the underside of her shaft as he fucked her mouth.

Keri hated herself for what she had become, but she could not tell him no. No one else had ever made her feel like he did. She hated the pain that he caused her both physically and emotionally, but the feelings his touch evoked surpassed the hatred. She worked her tongue along his cock, tracing the veins that ran along it as he forced it deep into her throat with every thrust. Her eyes closed, continuing to do her best to please him. Scott yanked her hair hard, pulling her off his throbbing shaft and forcing her onto the floor. She landed against it with a loud thud.

"Get on your hands and knees slut," he growled.

"Yes Master," she replied softly as she rolled into position.

His hand caressed her soft cheeks for a moment before he drew back, swatting her hard. Her skin quickly reflected back the angry red handprint. He forced her legs further apart, his left lining the head of his engorged shaft up with her tender pink slit. The tip nuzzled between her lips, allowing him to grip her hips with both hands. With a single, brutal thrust, Scott hilted himself inside her. Her body jolted back and forth like a shaken rag doll with the impact of each stroke. He growled and grunted as he plowed deep inside her.

Her soft whimpers went unnoticed as he reached down, giving her clit a harsh pinch. Her body stiffened, the sweet pain shot through her. Keri rocked back into his thrusts, her body beginning to crave more of his vicious lust. She knew he was the only one who could ever satisfy her need for such treatment. Her moans became louder with each thrust, feeling the head of his cock angrily stabbing at the opening of her cervix. He slammed his cock into her as hard as he could, forcing further into her. He stared down at his rigid shaft as it moved in and out of her. Thin streaks of blood lined his skin as he continued to ream her tight hole.

He moved his hand to her breast, squeezing it hard as his fingers sought out her nipple. Scott yanked the swollen pink nub, twisting it between his thumb and index finger. His nails dug into it as he tugged on it, causing Keri to shriek. Her body was trembling as each cruel gesture brought her closer to orgasm. Each cry was a plead for more, as she forced herself back into each thrust.

"If you want to cum, you better beg for it you filthy little whore," he stated as he reamed her abused cunt.

She whimpered loudly, struggling to keep herself from disobeying. Her body so close to climax that she was unsure she could do it.

"Oh Master, please let girl cum. Let her show You just how much she loves Your brutal touch. Please Master, let girl drench Your cock in her juices and cum for You," she pleaded between panting breaths.

"You have to do better than that slut," he replied.

"Oh fuck, Master, please let girl cum. Girl is so close, she just wants to please You Master. Please, girl will do anything if You let her cum, anything You wish Master," she begged. "Just let girl cum for You."

"You will do whatever I say anyway you sorry excuse for a cumdumpster," he groaned, pumping furiously into her.

"Oh god Master, girl can't hold out much longer. The feel of Your cock inside her makes her so hot," her words trailed off as she fought to keep control.

"Cum you fucking slut," he growled.

He felt the spasms around him as he began to fuck her harder, causing her to cry out in pain. The thin trickle of blood smeared over his cock as he hammered her as hard as he could. Her juices dribbled down from her tortured cunt each time he forced himself all the way inside her. His balls slapped loudly against the wetness that coated her clit.

Her body shuddered hard, still caught in the grips of the intense climax. She tried to form intelligible words but all she could muster was a tangled mess of guttural sounds. His fingers tangled in her hair, jerking her head back. He withdrew from her dripping wet cunt, placing the tip of his cock to her puckered anus.

"You are far from done bitch," he answered.

His cock jabbed into her, hilting itself with a single thrust. Keri cried out in pain as he ripped through the tight ring of muscles. Tears streamed down her cheeks as he impaled her on his throbbing cock. The tender lining of the dark opening felt as it if it was being shredded with each invasion. The pain subsided slowly, as her body became accustomed to his girth. His powerful thrusts became more intense. He grunted as he yanked her back into each thrust. Her hair felt as if it was being ripped out as he continued to ravage her body.

Her eyes clenched shut as he twisted the handful of hair in his grip. Her neck wrenched painfully as she moved her head to follow the motion of his hand. Her painful cries fueled him on as he continued to ream her tight little ass. He used that grip to yank her back into his thrusts, causing her extreme pain. She whimpered and moaned as he brutalized her puckered little opening. It did not take long for him to make her bleed from his cruel touch.

He stared down at the streaks of blood on his cock, making him only fuck her harder and faster. He always seemed to take great joy in abusing her body. She was the only girl who ever withstood the dark side of his lusts and begged for more. He grunted as he released her hair, his fingers moving to her hips. He grasped her tightly, digging his nails into her flesh as he pulled her back into each thrust, leaving little crescent shaped lacerations. She knew there would be bruises to match when he finished.

Keri could feel him throbbing inside her more intensely now. Her body ached from his touch, yet still continued to throw herself back into his pumping hips with all her might. The pain was intense but it was well worth it to please him. There was always that shred of hope that if she tried harder, if she gave all of herself to him that he would return her love.

His right hand moved, wrapping around her throat as he began to squeeze. She closed her eyes as she felt it becoming more difficult to breathe. She struggled for each breath, feeling lightheaded as he continued to tighten his grip on her. His hips slammed hard into hers, her breasts bouncing hard with each collision of their bodies. She was on the verge of collapse when she heard the familiar growl and the warm torrent of cum flood into her bowel.

The moment he released her throat, her arms gave out, dropping her upper body against the floor. He held himself inside her for a moment as he panted, catching his breath. She slowly composed herself, remaining on her hands and knees until his spent cock slipped from her abused hole. Immediately upon its withdrawal, Keri spun around, lowering her head and devouring his shaft. She dutifully licked it clean, making sure not to miss an inch. The metallic tang of blood nauseated her but still she continued in hopes of his approval.

He stroked her hair gently as she fed upon the mixture of juices that clung to his flesh.

"Good girl." he said, glancing over at the clock. "I need to get going. I have to pick up Cynthia. She's meeting my parents tonight."

He stumbled to his feet, pushing her away. She remained kneeling, her head hung as she tried to keep from crying in front of him. Scott dressed quickly and patted her on the head as he passed. Moments later, he was gone again and she was left alone with her self-loathing. Keri rose to her feet and went to the bathroom to try to wash away the filthy feelings that now consumed her.

Passion's Evil Hand

writermike on Erotic Poems

Dear friend So close So near So dear I would willingly Yes Willingly

Suck… Yes… Kiss yes and Suckle all your sweet lips… Aah… Yes…

God… Yes… willingly Suck… pleasures pain from within…It rains

And Yes… I would steal yes st

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eal only a glance So furtively… briefly

Your face so twisted from pleasure’s evil hand… And Yes So Rapt

And Yes Oh So Rapt no longer does the platform feel only the million

Yes no longer do you feel anything but the million pins Yes…piercing

Oh…God Yes… The piercing… as the hairs stand In pleasure’s hand

Pleasure’s relentless painful tugging the standing hairs God the million

God…The million piercing hairs… Yes pleasure’s hand pulls each one

And Yes I have stolen… Only a blink… and saw pleasure’s tears… all

A Sweet furtive glance… to see the shuddering… first one then the other

A Sweet furtive glance… and pleasure’s tears weeping Yes… Weeping

To look for only a moment so brief… pleasure’s hand working stirring

First from your soft brow and cheek… Yes desperation in your eyes

A Sweet furtive glance… and pleasure’s tears weeping Yes… Weeping

Running along the rose petal folds…and beading…Yes your soft thigh

And Yes at pleasure’s bid I will sink my teeth Yes my teeth your thigh

To suck To bite meat So sweet So pliant… And Yes… to taste and feel

To whet the thirst… Yes to steel the hunger…And hone it’s pain deeply

I would willingly do pleasure’s evil bidding gladly bring tears weeping

My Love I have marked you… My teeth sinking… My mouth suckling

My thirst slaked… only a moment… And… only to steel your hunger

A Sweet furtive glance… and pleasure’s tears weeping Yes… Weeping

So Sad my pain… To pleasure you And know pleasure’s… Writhing

Yes… Pleasure’s hand waves… And fingers dance… Yes I Am moved

I feel My teeth… Yes sinking… Your flesh Oh So Sweet And Marked

And Yes I have stolen… Only a blink… and saw pleasure’s tears… all You are writhing within pleasure’s relentless hand … It’s fingers dance

And Yes Breasts heaving… Breath So heavy…their fruit bristling… Yes

And God the Shuddering… Yes first one… then the other… Shudder

Our body trembles and Yes I have marked you again… My sinking teeth

The Soft Pink Petals splay… And Passions crown… Bristling… Yes…

A Sweet furtive glance… and pleasure’s tears weeping Yes… Weeping

Yes… Weeping…

Cruel Ryoko

Carmenica Diaz on Fetish Stories

Part 01: Sweet Ryoko

 

William Parnell slammed the telephone back into its cradle and glowered at it. How dare that fucking moron , he seethed, how dare he threaten h

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im ? Lawyers, the scum of the fucking planet!

He picked the phone back up and dialled, fingers of his other hand angrily tapping on the desk top while he waited for it to be answered.

‘Hello?’

‘Listen, you dumb cunt,’ he snapped as, Daphne, his ex-wife answered, ‘don’t think you’re getting anywhere with that stupid lawyer of yours!’

‘I’m just following the process…’

‘You just do what I say! You’re getting fucking nothing! I’ll tie you up in court for fucking forever!’

He slammed the phone back down and took a deep breath. Suddenly, he laughed, turned back to his computer screen and was happily examining the reservation listings when there was a tentative knock on the door and Fiona, one of the hotel staff opened it. ‘What is it?’ he snapped, not even bothering to look at her.

‘A woman has come about the job,’ Fiona said quickly, eager to get out of the office.

‘What job?’

‘The upstairs maid’s job we advertised,’ Fiona explained patiently. He was fully aware, she knew, he just didn’t want to spend money on another person if he could bully everyone into working extra shifts to cover the vacant position.

‘We don’t need…’

Fiona expected his resistance but took a deep breath. ‘We do,’ Fiona said firmly, surprising herself a little as all the staff knew what a ferocious temper Mr Parnell had. ‘Doris is going on holidays soon and we won’t be able to cope. Mr Parnell, we really need some one to help. She’s outside and seems nice, really nice...’

‘Nice! I don’t give a fuck how nice she is!

Fiona winced. ‘I mean, I think she’ll be easy to get along with. Please talk to her, Mr Parnell.’

‘Ok, ok ,’ he grumbled, ‘I’ll talk to her.’ He turned around and looked out at the reception area through the open door. ‘Fuck,’ he said, ‘she’s a slant eye!’

Fiona flushed and glanced out to see if the young Japanese woman heard but, luckily, she didn’t appear to as she was seated near the stairs, staring impassively into space. ‘Please, Mr Parnell, she may hear you,’ Fiona urged in a whisper.

‘I don’t give a fuck if she hears me or not,’ Parnell snapped. ‘This is my hotel and I can say what I like!

‘Yes, of course, Mr Parnell,’ Fiona soothed.

‘How fucking old is she?’ Parnell demanded, looking out into the reception area again.

Fiona looked at the application form Ryoko had completed. ‘She’s twenty five…’

‘She doesn’t look it, she looks younger but they all do, don’t they.’ I remember that whore in Tokyo… Parnell shook his head slightly to erase the memory.

Fiona silently rolled her eyes, waiting and finally, Parnell got to his feet. William Parnell was a big man and prided himself on keeping fit, working out with weights three times a week and believed he was big enough and strong enough to handle anyone, I don’t take shit , he said to himself often, from anyone! I can handle anybody!

It was no surprise that he was a bully to everyone and that he had a constant turnover of staff. The hotel was the biggest employer in the small village and which had recently undergone a tourist resurgence and. As a result, the hotel was constantly full with tourists and travelling salespeople.

  Ryoko sat waiting patiently, showing nothing on her face although she had heard the man clearly refer to her as slant eyes . Her face was blank as she would put up with anything to get this job, now she had found him after all this time.

This man had been the focus of her life for so long and she had almost given up hope of ever finding him. Ryoko had been involved in a travelling magic show, a small circus really without animals but had seen a photograph of Parnell in a newspaper advertisement for the hotel.

It was a shock to see his face after all this time. Leaving the magic troupe in a hurry without a seconds thought, the train had taken her to the village and Ryoko had furiously thought for the journey how she would get close to her target. Ryoko had been planning her next move when she saw the advertisement for the position of hotel maid pinned on the community noticeboard in the village.

Walking back to the railway station, Ryoko had changed her clothes in the ladies toilets and carefully redid her face so she appeared demure and innocent. It was something she could do quickly and was well practised.

  And so William Parnell saw a sweet Japanese woman when he lumbered out, one who jumped respectfully to her feet and bowed to him, her eyes lowered.

That appealed directly to Parnell’s ego and he smiled, looking around to see if Fiona had noticed. I might hire a few slant eyes , he thought, if they all do that, adds a bit of class.

‘I’m Mr Parnell,’ he said, towering over Ryoko. ‘The boss,’ he added meaningfully.

Ryoko bowed again, telling herself to be calm and nodded. ‘I am pleased to meet you, sir.’ Her voice was soft and she exaggerated her accent just   a little. ‘I am Ryoko Yuzuki.’

‘Yuzuki, isn’t that a motorbike?’ He laughed at his own joke and Ryoko pretended to be confused but said nothing. ‘The job is to clean the rooms and I don’t bargain about money. You’ve seen the job description?’

Ryoko bowed again. ‘Yes, thank you, sir. The kind lady showed it to me. I am happy with it, sir.’

Parnell liked the way she called him sir and nodded. ‘There is a maid’s room upstairs and you’ll have to work long hours,’ he warned.

‘Of course sir, whatever is required.’

He smiled down at her. S uch a cute little thing and so sweet, he thought, and so respectful. She’s nothing like the other clods I’ve got working here. ‘Ok, when can you start?’

‘I can start now, sir, if you wish.’

‘Great. Fiona,’ he bellowed and Fiona almost ran from the office. ‘Show her the ropes and get her started.’

‘Thank you sir,’ Ryoko said, bowing again. Parnell nodded and walked back into his office with a swagger and a grin.

Ryoko watched him go through narrow eyes and then smiled at Fiona. ‘The ropes?’

Fiona laughed and led Ryoko upstairs. ‘This is your room,’ she said opening the door, ‘it’s not much but you’ve got a view.’

Ryoko put her suitcase on the bed. ‘It’s good. Do I have to wear a uniform?’

Fiona laughed. ‘Could you see Parnell paying for uniforms? Not likely.’

Ryoko smiled. ‘I can wear what I like?’

‘Yes but be warned, Parnell is a sleaze.’

‘Sleaze?’ Ryoko played dumb and Fiona smiled.

‘He’s a groper and a bit of a sex fiend. I’m sure you’ve got them in Japan?’

‘Ah yes, we have all manner of sex fiends in Japan,’ Ryoko said enigmatically.

‘I’m sure you do,’ Fiona laughed. ‘Let me show you what to do and where the cleaning stuff is.’

 

‘Have you shown her everything?’ Parnell quizzed Fiona later in the day.

‘Yes Mr Parnell, she’s a smart one.’ Too smart for that job , she thought to herself, and she wrapped you around her finger .

‘She’ll be ok tomorrow when the customers go, she’ll know what to do?’

We call them guests , Fiona wanted to point out but just shrugged. ‘I think so.’

‘You notice she called me sir ?’ he said meaningfully to Fiona who almost rolled her eyes, knowing he wanted her to call him that.

In your dreams , she thought viciously. ‘Must be an Asian thing,’ she said and quickly left the office.

 

Fiona was drawn upstairs, curious about the new maid, knocked softly on Ryoko’s door and she immediately heard Ryoko call, ‘yes?’

‘It’s just me,’ Fiona said, popping her head in and saw Ryoko putting clothes into the drawers. ‘Settled in?’

‘Almost, thank you Fiona,’ Ryoko said and Fiona picked up a piece of paper from the dresser top.

‘What’s this, a magic show?’ It was a flyer advertising the show and Ryoko silently cursed herself for leaving it out.

‘Yes, I was fortunate enough to work for a small while with them.’

‘Roberto the Magician, The Montrose,’ Fiona read with a smile, ‘what were the Montrose?’

‘Acrobats, I think the word is?’

‘Yes that’s the word,’ Fiona nodded and continued to read, ‘the Great Akira, what was he?’

‘Hypnotist,’ Ryoko said carefully. ‘I am finished.’

‘Ok,’ Fiona placed the flyer back down, ‘I can show you the hotel grounds and where the staff eat?’

‘Thank you,’ Ryoko was tempted to bow but thought Fiona was too smart to fall for that and just smiled.

‘What did you do in the magic show?’

‘I was just the person who cleaned and fixed things,’ she lied.

Fiona showed Ryoko the grounds including the tennis court and swimming pool. ‘Staff can swim in the morning or around lunch before the guests have settled in but the girls usually give it a miss.’

‘The girls do not swim?’ Ryoko frowned as if she was trying to understand.

‘Not often. See that small house there with the hedge?’ Ryoko nodded as Fiona pointed. ‘That’s where Parnell the pervert lives and   the pervert comes out the moment we’re in the water and fairly leers at us so we give it a miss.’

‘Ah, I see, the sex fiend,’ Ryoko said and giggled prettily with a small hand covering her mouth.

‘Yes, the sex fiend,’ Fiona said, laughing with her.

‘He is the, what do you call it, the manager?’ Ryoko asked as they strolled past the kitchen gardens.

‘He’s the owner.’

Ryoko stopped. ‘He owns all of this?’ she asked slowly.

‘He won some money or so the rumour goes but Parnell never says where the money came from. Hewalked out on his wife and bought this reasonably cheap.   Then the tourists suddenly began to come here and it’s now a gold mine,’ she said a little bitterly.

Ryoko looked around and nodded. ‘It is beautiful and it is his?’

‘Yes, believe it or not.’

They walked on in silence until Ryoko asked, ‘and why do the tourists now come?’

‘The mineral baths in the next village were renovated and they discovered some prehistoric artefacts near here. It’s really an excuse for people to drive here and relax for a weekend. Travelling sales people pull off the motorway and stay here as well so Parnell does very well, the lucky bugger!’

‘Where did he get the money?’

Fiona shrugged. ‘It’s all a mystery and he won’t say. Hungry?’

‘I am, thank you.’

Fiona introduced Ryoko to Doris the cook and Peter and George who looked after the gardens and acted as porters. The other casual staff had gone home. ‘How did you get on with Bill?’ Doris asked Ryoko?’

‘I am sorry, Bill?’

‘Parnell. His friends call him Bill, although we would never dare to,’ Doris said with a grin and everyone nodded.

‘He is fine, I think,’ Ryoko said carefully.

‘Yeah, well watch him, he is,’ Doris said with a glance, ‘he has a thing for girls like you.’

Ryoko acted surprised. ‘Like me? What do you mean?’

‘Asian girls, he spent some time in Japan, I hear.’

‘He did? I did not know that,’ Ryoko lied and smiled.

‘Ryoko used to work in a magic show,’ Fiona volunteered.

‘Really?’ Doris asked interested.

‘All sorts of people, hypnotists, acrobats and things like that,’ Fiona went on.

‘That hypnotism stuff is bunkum,’ Peter said sipping his tea, ‘it’s all rigged, isn’t it?’

‘Oh no,’ Ryoko said, ‘it is not rigged, it is real.’

‘I saw the poster,’ Fiona prattled on, ‘what was his name, the hypnotist?’

‘Akira,’ Ryoko said softly.

‘Was he your boyfriend?’ Fiona asked suddenly.

‘Yes but we broke up,’ Ryoko improvised.

‘Was he any good?’ George asked and everyone laughed. ‘I meant as a hypnotist!’

‘Akira was the best in Japan and had studied for five years with the secret masters.’

‘Why did he come here?’ Peter asked.

‘Akira was searching for someone…’

‘Another girl, eh?’ Doris said shrewdly. ‘And then dumped you, what a prick!’

‘Men,’ Fiona said emphatically and Peter and George shifted uncomfortably and then poured another cup of tea.

 

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