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Breaking All The Rules, part 2.

Things heat up at Eagle Lake High, as high school teacher Thomas Anderson continues breaking the rules with his teenage students Marley Paterson, his ex girl friends daughter Jennifer, and her mother Principal Andria Baker. And lets not forget sweet innocent Scarlet McPherson. By the time this part ends she won’t be so innocent.

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Unexpected Benifits CH2

After the events of the morning we decided that we should break for lunch. I knew I’d need some time to process all that had happened and also wonder what might be to come. We made some sandwiches and went to the den where the TV is, started a movie, and ate. At first there wasn’t much conversation but then Kylee asked;
“Aunt Vicky, do girls cum too”
“Yes they do honey but not the same white cum as men. Some girls squirt but for most it’s just a very intense feeling through their whole body.”
“How do they come?”
‘Well, maybe Uncle Matt can show you”
I guess this is what they call “put up or shut up time” but I still wasn’t sure what to do. Kylee walked over and stood in from of me with just a towel wrapped around her, young, innocent, and with a question on her face.
“Uncle Matt?”
I took a deep breath, let it out and said “come here honey and drop your towel”
I put my hands on her waist, turned her around facing away from me, and had her sit on the couch between my legs. I leaned forward a little until I was nuzzling her neck and started to softly rub her flat stomach while talking to her just above a whisper to tell her what I was doing as I did it. I let my hand go up as I rubbed and finally made it to her small breast. I gently squeezed and kneaded her breast for a minute and then paid attention to her nipple, pinching it gently between finger and thumb while pulling it out softly.
“That makes me tingly Uncle Matt”
“I know, baby, and it’s going to get better”
I moved my left hand down to start caressing her upper thigh while opening her legs slightly. Working my way up her leg I had my hand cupping her beautiful little pussy.
“Ohhh Uncle Matt that feels so good”
I used my index finger and ran it up and down her little slit knowing that the lips would part soon. When they did I discovered there was already a little wetness there. When I gently rubbed her clit she jumped slightly and started to moan.
“Uhhhhhh, ohhhh, that feels so good, don’t stop.” At this point you couldn’t get me to stop with a gun. I continued to rub her clit up and down slowly and I was dipping the tip of my finger into her tight hole on the down stroke, going a little deeper each time.
“Something’s happening, Ohhhhh, go deeper”
I put my thumb on her clit to rub and ran my finger deeper into that sweet pussy. Except for the tightness, there was no resistance so I guess she must have lost her hymen somehow.
“Deeper, harder. I’m gonna pee”
“No, you’re gonna cum. Cum for me baby, cum all over Uncle Matt’s hand”
“Unnnnngg, ahhhhhh I’m cumming” I could feel her juices flow down my finger as she collapsed against me. As her convulsions stopped I slowly removed my hand from her pussy and the other from her little tit and hugged her to me feeling somehow proud that I was the one to give her her first orgasm. Ken stood there staring and with an obvious little tent in his towel.
Vicky noticed also and said “come here, baby, and let Aunt Vicky show you another way to take care of that.” Wasting no time, Ken was in front of Vicky with a dick harder than $ 40 worth of jawbreakers. There was no surprise left as Vicky leaned forward and licked the head of Ken’s cock. Kylee and I were just spectators as she grasped his shaft and swirled her tongue around the head. Ken’s eyes closed and his knees shook so that I wasn’t sure if he could continue to stand. Then Vicky wrapped her lips around the head and engulfed his cock down to the base and slowly back. She kept going in a rhythm that sped up slowly. Then she reached under and cupped his little ball sack and squeezed gently as she sucked. I thought “no way is that kid gonna last long” when I saw him put his hand behind Vicky’s head, let out a loud moan and was actually pushing his cock into Vicky’s mouth. She stopped moving her head and said
“That’s right, baby, fuck Vicky’s mouth, fuck it ‘til you cum and fill my mouth, fuck it like a real man”
He was fucking her mouth so hard I was afraid his pubic bone was gonna knock some teeth out but Vicky just kept spurring him on.
“Give me your cum big man I want it all”
Then Kylee got into it “fuck her Ken, fuck her hard and cum in her mouth”
That did it. Ken let out a growl that came from his stomach and pulled Vicky’s head hard to his body. Vicky moaned as he shot his jizz into her mouth. He kept her head pressed to him until his cock grew soft in her mouth and even then I don’t think she wanted to let it go. She looked at us with a smile on her face, opened her mouth to show us her prize collection of Ken’s cum and swallowed. He looked down at her with a look that said “there bitch.” The boy had become a man.
With all thoughts of child abuse or pedophilia long since gone I whispered in Kylee’s ear….
“Suck my cock baby”
No hesitation. She jumped up, spun around, and bent over tugging the waist of my shorts down. She knelt between my legs and wrapped her hand around my cock. As she had seen her aunt do, she licked slowly around the head several times and then placed her lips around it. She worked it into her mouth ‘til she was comfortable with what she had and then worked her lips up and down like she’d been doing it all her life. I had no intention of jamming it down her throat and gagging her. The feeling of her sucking what she could was perfect. She even had her tongue licking the shaft as she sucked. Where did she learn that??
She took her mouth off of me and looked up at me with the most innocent look I’ve ever see and said…
“Will you fuck my mouth Uncle Matt?”
I put my hands on either side of her head and lifted up ‘til my cock was touching her lips. She opened them to receive it and I slid it in as far as it had been before. I fucked her little mouth to the rhythm dictated by my growing lust. Kylee’s hand had reached down between her legs and found her clit and she rubbed as I fucked her. Her other hand had found my balls and was squeezing with just the right pressure. I looked over to Vicky who had a very contented smile on her face and a hand between her legs as she and Ken watched.
Kylee moaned loudly as her hand played her clit. She stiffened and then went limp.
“Did you cum, baby?”
“Ummmmmm”
“I’m gonna cum soon too”
“Ummm Hmmmm”
My fucking motion was becoming frenzied and it wouldn’t be long now. One more squeeze on those balls and then…
“Oh shit, I’m cumming Kylee. I’m gonna cum in your mouth baby” my cock started to spasm as I pumped my hot seed into her mouth. I lost count of the spasms and have no idea how much I shot out. Kylee tried but I knew she wouldn’t be able to swallow it all and she didn’t. Seed dripped out of both corners of her mouth, down her chin, and splashed on her chest.
“I’m sorry Uncle Matt. I couldn’t swallow it all but I tried”
“I know sweetie. What you did was perfect”
“Did you like the way I sucked you? I sure liked doing it”
“Baby, the only one that comes close is Aunt Vicky. That was a great blowjob.”
She seemed to purr and snuggled into my lap. Vicky came over, sat next to me, and cuddled into my neck and chest and damned if she didn’t purr. Ken knelt between her legs and rested his head on her stomach. No one moved until later that afternoon. It occurred to me that we had all had orgasms except Vicky but she didn’t complain and kept a satisfied smile on her face the rest of the day so I didn’t bring it up. I vowed to make it up to her as soon as I could and make it special.
After dinner we all just sat around with the TV on but nobody seemed to be paying any attention to it. We all had these smiles on our faces that wouldn’t go away. The kids finally decided to go to bed so Vicky and I had a couple of glasses of wine while we cuddled on the couch. Vicky went upstairs and I told her I was gonna make sure we were all locked up and I’d be up shortly.
When I walked into the bedroom Vicky was lying on the bed naked and was stroking her pussy. I dropped my shorts and took off my T-shirt and lay down next to her. I notice that there was a small bottle of baby oil on the nightstand next to her but didn’t say anything.
She rolled to me and whispered “are you ready to take this cherry ass?”
“Yes and that’s long overdue but you have to cum for me at least once before I take it”
“I can do that”
I started by kissing her neck which she loves. I worked my way slowly down and kissed all over her tits but stayed away from her nipples. Having none of that shit, she put her hand behind my head and guided me to her nipple. I licked all around it and then popped the nipple into my mouth and sucked.
“Bite it”
I put the nipple between my teeth and put gentle pressure on it.
“Bite the fucking thing!!”
I increased the pressure with my teeth until I thought that it had to hurt but she just moaned.
“Bite the other one – harder”
I bit down on the nipple while she moaned louder and thrashed on the bed. I don’t know where these new found desires came from but now was not the time to question it. I worked my way down until I was between her legs. I slid my hands under her ass and lifted it until her cunt was where I wanted it. I licked and nibbled the outer lips until she started fucking her cunt into my face demanding more. I took her clit in my mouth and licked, sucked, and nibbled it.
“Oh God! Eat that pussy, baby, eat my cunt. Bite it” I bit it and worked my jaw back and forth over her clit.
“That’s what I want you fucker, bite my cunt like a whore like a slut like I’m nothing. Hurt me like some cheap useless bitch you picked up on the street”
Her hips raised up off the bed and she started to convulse from her toes to her head. She thrashed left and right and I felt the gush of her pussy juice flow into my mouth and over my chin. It started as a low moan but was building into a scream so I reached up quick and put my hand over her mouth so the kids didn’t hear. Her hips finally settled back to the bed and she was breathing hard, gasping. I put my mouth back on her cunt and shoved two finger, roughly, in her fuck hole. I licked and bit her clit until her hips were once again humping my face. With a lubed finger I moved it down to her asshole and rubbed that tight little gem. Then I slid it in and worked it around the sphincter with building pressure to loosen it up for what could only be an assault. She started to shudder again and I stopped everything.
“On your knees you worthless cunt”
“yes”
I positioned my cock head at her tender asshole and pushed until the head was in and held tightly by that virgin ass.
“That hurts. Will you hurt me some more? Will you ass fuck your little slut and make her beg?”
I slammed my cock balls deep into her asshole with a vengeance I didn’t know I felt and then drew it out and slammed her again. I was God. This thing before me only existed for my pleasure and I would take all of it.
“Fuck my ass, fuck it hard. That ass is yours and you can take it, fuck it, rape it, and abuse it anytime you want. I’m cumming. Fuck me just please fuck me”
She started to cum and kept cumming. I kept pounding until she finally collapsed face down on the bed and I pounded some more. I pounded down one last time and started to cum like I’d never cum before. I don’t know how many spasms shook me or how much spunk I put in her but I know I was drained.
“Bitch, you need to clean me”
“yes”
While she licked my cock and balls clean of both our juices, purring the whole time, I looked up at the door and saw that we’d had an audience for our performance. I smiled at them and they burst in the room and jumped on the bed and we all rolled around until all you could see was assholes and elbows.

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When In Rome – 04

Author’s NotesCallia gets gang-banged. This chapter is not intended to be about Augustus Caesar. The man in this chapter is entirely fictional, and no disrespect to his name was intended.
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CHAPTER THREE:
Scene 01: Callia – Sex? No, but she’s prepping for sex. Still hot, IMO.
Scene 02: Augustus – Sex? Yes.
Scene 03: Callia – Sex? Yes.
_____________________________CALLIA
She hadn’t been fucked in days. Hadn’t even been allowed around any man, and the female slaves who were attending her had been under strict orders not to touch her, or let her touch herself. She felt like she was dying.
The Emperor was coming. That’s why she’d been locked away. Father wanted to bruises on her body to heal. He also wanted her her to be out of her mind; dripping wet, mindlessly starved for cock. It was working. At that moment, she’d do anything to be touched.
She would have to wear clothes today, at least when she went to greet Augustus. Father had garments made for her, especially for today. Over the course of her young life, while she was still at Father’s secret club, the Emperor had been her only client for the first year of her working life. The other club was available only to the richest and most powerful of men of Rome, those who had very much to lose if their secret, illegal predilections got out. The girls were only allowed to work one day a month, for reasons she didn’t understand. Perhaps Father just wanted to keep their holes tight. But the emperor had been there to see her often. Augustus had spent more than a small fortune on her – which was why father had made a show of draping her in illusive, expensive sea silk. He wanted to pretend like she’d been given some part of the Emperor’s coin – when in reality it had done nothing but line her father’s purse.
Golden leaves, not laurels; a circlet of oak, yew and ash leaves – a nod to her mother’s high status in the Celtic world, she guessed – circled her head. Gold, too, were the straps of her sandals, crisscrossing up were slender, tanned calves. Her face had been painted like some of the older whores, thin lines of black khol around her eyes like Egyptian royalty, her lips were pale and shimmered in the light. Her red hair had been lightly curled and teased until it was full and wild. She looked like a young, nubile nymph – a wild, woodland child of the gods.
She’d been oiled for days, and made to lay naked and spread in the sun, turning at regular intervals and it had made her fair skin take on a golden, Roman glow. Her freckles were more prominent, instead of being restricted to her nose, they were sprinkled over her shoulders and the tops of her breasts. They hadn’t used enough of the sea silk on her body, but she assumed that was the point. It was sheer to the point of see-through, and when she looked in the mirror she could see the outline of her breasts and her hard nipples standing erect through the draping top. Her cunt was just barely visible through the too-short skirt fashioned from the material, she could just make out the line of her now-hairless little slit. A golden belt was cinched tight around her narrow, young waist. This was no aristocrat’s garment. It was a garment for a rare and expensive whore.
That made her hot. She could feel her knees trembling with the need to be violated. She liked being dressed up to suit a man’s needs, being changed into whatever suited his desires. Like she wasn’t a person at all, just a doll – a toy – to suit a man’s fantasy. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, and the way the soft silk brushed her skin made her ache to be filled.
When the door creaked open, she hoped against hope that it was someone there with a cock, or a tongue, or fingers.. Someone who would use her young, aching body.
Her father stood in the doorway, flanked by Gaius.. And Cassius. They were his oldest sons, it made sense that they were the ones with him, but she’d laid awake for days, arms chained above her head fantasizing about Cassius and when she saw him it was all she could do not to beg for his cock.
She, and only she, could tell that the feeling was mutual. Her oldest brother loved what he saw when he looked at her. She stood up straighter, back arched so that her tits jutted out almost imperceptibly.
Her father smiled as his eyes examined her. “Hm. Yes, yes I think that might be perfect. Callia, turn. Bend over.”
Hope soared in her chest as she obeyed. The skirt of her garment raised as she did. It was far too short, and when her hands wrapped around her ankles, her glistening little pink cunt was fully exposed to her father and brothers. She wanted to be mounted, fucked while still in this glorious silk.
They voiced their approval, and she was commanded to kneel before them. She did, knelt in the position she was taught. Her shins on the floor, legs parted wide, back arched to present her tits. She smiled to herself. When she knelt, her cunt was still perfectly visible. Maybe clothes weren’t so bad, after all.
“Come now, Callia. Augustus is on his way.”
She smiled. Surely he would fuck her cunt. Perhaps even let some of his guards use her as well.
As they led her down the hall, she felt Cassius’s hand snake between her legs to slide a finger between the lips of her pussy. No one noticed, but when she looked back at him, his finger was in his mouth.
*AUGUSTUS
Augustus hated the old Greek pimp. What he hated more was that Lykos had something he craved, something he could not buy. He’d wanted to own Callia since the first day he saw her. A sweet, naked virgin who had been so proud when she explained to him that she’d just sucked her father’s cock for the first time. She’d been so eager to tell him that she’d made him cum on the first try. He’d held her on his lap, spat on his hands as he rubbed her little clit as she told him the story in full, explicit detail. What his cock had tasted like, what his balls had felt like in her mouth, how much she’d loved it when her father had ordered her to leave his cum on her face until it dried.
She had squirmed and writhed against his fingers, getting as aroused by her recounting of the memory as she was by his hands on her cunt. He hadn’t been permitted to penetrate her, not even with a finger. It had infuriated him. He was not a man accustomed to being told no. He had ended up bartering with the old greek, paying three times her virgin price just to lay his cock against her, hold her cunt lips around it and jack his cock against her slit. He would have given Lykos anything but his empire to have fucked her that day. He’d received a promise that he would be the one to deflower her. And he had, a little over a year later.
He wanted to own her that moment, but his position -and his wife- would not allow that.
Today he was visiting her again, as a treat. Not for him, but for his six most favored guards. They’d served him well these past years, and he knew Callia was the perfect reward. And after they had used her, he would bury himself in a cunt he’d been fantasizing about for a very long time.
And then she was standing in front of him, barely clothed, made up like the finest little whore in all of Rome. Which she truly was. Young and eager, she whole-heartedly enjoyed everything that was done to her. That’s what made Callia so special. There was never a moment when he’d believed anything he’d done to her had been against her will.
He could feel the mood of the men around him changing, becoming hungry as they stared at her. Through her dress, anyone could see her body, young and supple. Pretty little freckled tits, a tight slit, round ass. Yes, all six of his guards would enjoy her. And he would watch.
She greeted him eagerly, and he could feel the heat of her body against his as he embraced her. His men groped her, hands on her tits, up her skirt to squeeze her ass and explore her cunt as she greeted each one of them in turn.
Her father ushered them all into a room set up for the festivities. Wine and food was abundant, areas were set up so that he, her brothers, and her father could watch. Callia was shaking as she was ordered to kneel, her little cunt exposed and soaking as she watched the men exchange greetings. She’d grown older, filled out, but she hadn’t changed. A whore was still a whore.
His men examined her. Rough hands on her soft skin, the shoved their fingers in her mouth. Bent her over to fondle her ass, spread her legs and ass wide open to see her tight little holes. Her lips parted in something close to a scream as one of his men’s fingers forced open her asshole.
“She’s been deprived for days.” Lykos informed him, his eyes never leaving his daughter’s body.
He could tell. She was licking and biting at her lips furiously as his men inspected her cunt. Two of them had fingers buried in the same hole, and she was forcing her hips against their hands. Finally one of his men filled her waiting mouth, and she sucked his cock greedily. She took it down her throat without even trying to wet it. She gagged around it even as she pushed her hips back, fucking the fingers that were inside her. He could see her thighs shaking, even from across the room.
“Somebody fuck the little bitch already,” Gaius, Lykos’s second son muttered next to him, and he laughed.
“Please,” Callia added, her mouth still around the head of his soldier’s cock.
One of his men, Cladius was only too happy to oblige. When Callia bent her body out to him, he slipped his cock inside her from behind. Cladius dug his fingers into her hips as he pounded inside and Callia went wild. She was no passive whore. She never missed a stroke of Quintus’s cock as she slammed her ass back on the cock impaling her. He could hear her moans muffled by the cock down her throat while she got her sweet little pussy pounded. Some of Lykos’s other girls knelt as his feet, and he guided his cock into the waiting mouth of one of them. A pretty young dark haired girl with tiny tits. He pulled her hair as she swallowed his cock, and he watched his men lay Callia down on the stone floor. One of his men held her arms, pinning her down with one hand and slapped her face repeatedly as Cladius pounded her cunt. She was screaming, begging them to fuck her harder, telling them in graphic and explicit terms just how badly she wanted to be covered in their cum. Two of them shredded her garment off her body, exposing the shaking, sweet little tits. They assaulted them, slapping them until they were a violent red before licking and biting on her little nipples. The man holding her arms slammed his cock back inside her mouth, and she had her first of many orgasms that day with a cock in her mouth, one in her cunt, and a different mouth on each of her tits.
*CALLIA
Six cocks. Six deliciously thick cocks, all belonging to men she’d never seen before. And she was going to be fucked by them all. Her cunt was soaked, already being penetrated violently. None of them would go easy on her, because she wasn’t a woman. She was a whore. An object. She was made especially for their pleasure, three willing holes created solely to be filled with their cum.
She sucked the cock in her mouth like her life depended on it. Her cheeks and tits were stinging from their violent slaps and she savored the feeling of her lips being stretched wide, the way the head of his cock was forced down her throat over and over, barely giving her time to breathe.
The man pulled out of her cunt before he could cum, and she was jerked up, and rolled onto his stomach, her back to his chest. Two of the men grabbed her calves, stretching her legs wide open as she felt the man under her guiding his cock to the entrance of her tight little ass hole.
“Oh, yes. Yes please,” She begged him. “Put your dick in my ass, please. Please put your fucking dick in my ass.”
He obliged her, and she screamed, half pain, half ecstasy as his thick cock slid inside her tightest hole. She knew this position, knew what was coming, why her cunt was still empty and accessible. Even as the man beneath her assaulted her ass, she watched another taking his position between her legs. She shuddered, every inch of her body shaking as he shoved his cock in her dripping wet cunt. She whimpered, eyes closed, just taking it all in, the men fucking her there in front of her audience. She turned her head to find her father.
“Look. Look at me, Daddy.” She begged. “Daddy, I have two big cocks inside me, see?”
Her father nodded, shoving his cock deep inside another whore’s mouth.
He licked his lips before speaking, his voice shaky. “Yes, baby I know. I see you. Take those dicks like a good girl.”
Every set of eyes in the room were focused on her, every man getting his cock stroked or jerked by one of the slaves on the floor. Even Cassius had his cock buried deep in some blonde’s throat.
She was a good girl, so she made sure to squeeze her cunt and ass around the cocks inside her, staying so fucking tight as they fucked her. The other guards squeezed her tits and slapped her face, fisting their cocks in their hands waiting for their own turns inside her.
She could feel the man under her tensing, his strokes even fucking rougher than they had been before. He was breathing heavily, his lips against her ear.
“Do you actually like this, you filthy whore?” He asked as his fingers dug into her hips.
She moaned. “Yes. Yes, I love it. Oh Gods, I fucking love your cock in my ass.”
His nails dug in, hard enough to hurt her, and she knew. He had just pumped her little ass full of his cum.
Both men pulled out, and she was bent over. Her ass was spread, facing the couch where the other men sat, so that they could see the first load of cum she’d taken. And then the man who had fucked her pussy earlier slammed himself into her asshole.
He took her hair in his fist, and held her face down against the hard stone floor as he rammed his cock in her ass, deep enough and hard enough to hurt despite the pounding she’d already taken. He slapped her ass with his other hand as he penetrated her.
It didn’t take him long, she was begging with her face being held firmly against the floor, and after about ten more violent strokes, he rolled her over by her hair and shoved his sock in her face. She opened her mouth so eagerly, but her came before he could even get it past her lips. She could taste his cum on her tongue, and feel it hot and sticky on her lips.
She was rewarded with a vicious slap for making him cum too soon. He held her by the hair, and she presented her open, cum-filled mouth to the spectators.
And then she was filled again. Two of them tried to stick their cocks in the same hole, but the emperor wouldn’t let them. He planned on using her later.
They looked irritated, but agreed, and then one slammed his cock in her ass while the other took her pussy. They had done this before, she could tell. Fucked the same women at the same time, because their thrusts were as perfectly timed as daddy’s and Hectors had been. When the man in her pussy wrapped his hands around her throat, it was only two more rough strokes before she came around both of their cocks, being chocked reminded her of Cass, and the thought that he was watching made her fucking crazy. Her eyes locked with his as her body spasmed around two other men’s cocks. He.. He actually smiled at her. It was a frightening smile, one that promised punishment, but a smile none the less.
She threw her head back, and it cracked against the stone floor as the man under her, rolled her off of him and onto the ground. They rolled her over, and knelt over her as they pumped their cocks just inches from her face. She opened her mouth, smiling widely, dizzy and euphoric. When they came it was in unison, and it dripped over the lower part of her face, mouth, chin, cheeks, nose. She just laid against the floor, her body aching and lazy, almost broken.
But she wasn’t finished yet.
She was hefted to her knees, ass in the air as one of the last two men buried himself in her ass, and the other shoved his cock down her throat. She choked on it, but sucked hungrily, hoping he would end up spaying his seed down her throat. She hadn’t got to taste enough.
The man in her ass took his time. His thrusts were not rough and hungry like the other men, but they were violent just the same. He held her hair in his hands, and shoved so deep with every carefully slow thrust. His hand reached down around her hips, and he pinched her sensitive little clit between his fingers as he fucked her ass and watched her sloppily suck the cock in front of her.
She rotated her hips in small circles, both for the sensation it would give his cock, and the sensation it would give her overworked little clit. She grinned around her cock, felling that next orgasm starting to build, heat pooling. It gave her her second wind, and she looked up at the man in her mouth as she balanced on one hand and used the other to cup his balls. He petted her head in encouragement, voicing his approval in a soft groan. She held his balls in her hand as she felt her legs tighten, her knees shaking as her body prepared. She let go, trying to scream, but only succeeded in gagging and choking around his thick cock. His dick spasmed in her mouth and she felt it, that hot, salty seed hitting the back of her throat.
The man behind her shoved one last, painfully rough thrust deep inside her ass, and held her there as she felt his cock jerking inside her. Spent, he shoved her away and she collapsed, filthy, cum covered and exhausted. She curled up on the floor wearing nothing but her sandals and tiny gold belt, eyes closed, but smiling as the room erupted in applause.

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The adventures of Chuck the Engineer

Chuck is a traveling field engineer whose job takes him to some of the seediest parts of the country. He finally gets a great assignment in a major city and is surprised at what he finds.

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When Morals Blur

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Incest girl – Chapter Seven

Paula had good reason to be hurrying on her way home from school. It was Friday, which meant that Dennis wouldn’t be home until supper time – because of his club activities at school. Her mother wouldn’t be home, either, until it was time to get supper ready. But Daddy would be there. He mentioned at breakfast that he’d be home by mid-afternoon. He had an out-of-town meeting to attend and instead of returning to the office, he’d come straight home. At last! She and Daddy would be alone in the house – for nearly two hours!
Ever since last Saturday afternoon in the backyard when Daddy fucked her, she’d been waiting for the chance to be alone with him again. She was beginning to wonder if she’d ever get him alone. But now this was her chance at last.
She ran the last hundred yards to the house and paused for a moment at the front door to catch her breath. Once inside the house she looked around for her father. When she looked out the kitchen window she saw him standing near the pool with his back to her. She decided to surprise him and hurried up the stairs to get undressed. He wasn’t expecting her home from school at this time because she usually had club duties at school – like her brother – and didn’t get home until supper time.
Quickly she got her clothes oft then viewed herself in the full-length mirror on the wall by her bed. She knew Daddy was eager to repeat what he did to her last Saturday by the pool. She could tell by the way he looked at her. And she was just as anxious as he was.
Suddenly she heard the, chimes of the front doorbell. “Oh no! Not now!” she moaned. “Please don’t stay long, whoever you are. Please God, let it be just the paperboy!”
The chimes could be heard in the backyard and presently she heard her father downstairs, coming through the house to answer the door.
“Melinda!” he exclaimed. “This is a surprise.”
Melinda! Daddy’s good looking dark-haired young secretary! Well, she isn’t really so young. She’s twenty-nine. Her oldest child, Ronnie, is eleven. But she sure is attractive.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Prentiss,” his secretary said cheerfully. “How was your trip?”
“Everything went just fine,” he told her.
“Good. I hope I’m not disturbing you. I finished this report this afternoon and I was sure you would want to go over it before the board meeting Monday morning, so I brought it over for you to see.”
“Oh good. That was very thoughtful of you, Melinda. Come in,” said Paula’s father. “And you can drop that Mr. Prentiss bit. My family is out and I’m alone here.”
“Yes… come on upstairs.”
Paula gasped. Her father was bringing his secretary upstairs. A flutter of excitement ran though the teen-age girl. Here was a chance to be a peeping-Tom once more.
Quickly she dashed into her parents’ bedroom and hid herself in the closet, as she had the other day when she watched her brother and her mother fucking on the bed. A moment later she saw her father and his attractive secretary come into the room. Paula’s father had his arm tightly around the dark-haired woman’s waist. When his hand gave his secretary’s shapely ass a good feel, the teen-age girl watching from the closet had a fair idea of what was soon to take place.
“Oh my! What a beautiful room!” said Melinda.
“AM the better for doing beautiful things in,” replied George as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Melinda’s arms came up and entwined about his neck, and from her hiding place in the closet, Paula could see the sexy looking woman press herself up against her boss and rub herself seductively against him.
“I really shouldn’t be here…” Melinda said when their lips parted. “Here in your wife’s bedroom, of all places!”
“But I have to show you my appreciation for bringing me those papers.”
“They could have waited.”
“Yes, I know,” said Paula’s father with a grin. “But you had something else on your mind beside those papers, didn’t you?”
“Well… you were so busy at the office this morning – people coming in to see you – and you left at eleven. We didn’t get a chance to…”
“We’ll take care of that right now, won’t we?”
To the excited girl in the closet, it was a thrilling sight, watching her father undress the lovely young woman – stripping her naked, then himself. Their arms went about each other as they pressed their naked bodies together, kissing hotly, while George unknowingly gave his teen-age daughter a good view of his hands moving over the contours of his secretary’s bare backside.
“Oh George, I…”
“What’s the matter?”
“I… I feel so vulnerable – being naked like this – in your wife’s bedroom. God, I’d just die if she caught us together like this!”
“Relax sweetheart. She’s gone for the day. So are my kids, Paula and Dennis. We haven’t been caught in the past three years, have we?”
“We came close – twice.”
“Yes, when Mrs. Finney came back into the office at night to finish up some work. But she quit when her husband took a job out of town and they moved away. Now only you and I have keys to the office.”
“Has it really been three years, darling?” Melinda murmured between kisses.
“Yes. Three wonderful years. And look what we have to show for it. A beautiful loving relationship!”
Unaware that they were being watched from the clothes closet, Melinda climbed onto the bed and stretched out seductively as George settled down beside her and gathered her into his arms.
“This is the first time we’ve been in bed together,” Melinda observed.
“It’s a welcome change from the top of my desk and the couch in the office.”
“And the floor. Don’t forget that.”
“Oh baby, you feel so good cuddled in my arms.”
“God, darling! Doing it with you is so exciting – and hard on the nerves, never knowing when we’ll be caught, when someone will find out we’re making it together. Yet, I can’t bear not having you, even for a day. Even my husband’s cock inside me doesn’t take away my need for you. Weekends without you are torture.”
“But it makes you so hot and horny for Monday morning in the office.”
“Ooohhh… yes! When you fuck me four times, before we can get settled down to do some work.”
The sight of her father sucking hungrily on the dark-haired woman’s well tanned breasts while she writhed and moved lustfully, made Paula nearly cry out with passion as she watched them. Then her father moved lower along the woman’s quivering body, his wet tongue licking over the soft smooth flesh of her belly, until he was into the short curly black hair of her pubic mound. He almost had his face between her legs, his tongue on the lips of her cunt, when she grabbed his head firmly in her hands.
“There’s no time for that!” she shrieked. “I want your cock! Oh honey, fuck me!”
The writhing woman’s request was quickly taken care of. Paula saw the huge bulbous head of her father’s cock press up against the glistening moist lips of Melinda’s cunt. Paula watched the woman buck and heave, raising her straining buttocks off the bed as she thrust her pussy onto his advancing cock.
It was the most fantastic fuck Paula had ever watched. The woman went wild beneath George’s body as he drove his cock into her right up to his balls.
“At last!” she shrieked. “You’re in me! Aaahhh…”
“Oh honey! I love fucking you! I could fuck you forever!”
“Yes! Oh yes! I want you to! Forever!”
In a matter of seconds the woman was into the most fabulous orgasm Paula thought a woman could have, and it was obvious from the ecstatic look on her father’s face that he was shooting his cum into her. Then to Paula’s amazement, it didn’t slow ether of them down the least bit. She watched their bodies writhing and squirming on the bed, locked in a passionate kiss, and listened to the moans of pleasure coming from Melinda’s lips.
“Ooohhh…” the woman groaned. “You’re really good!”
“You’re sweet and adorable,” Paula’s father murmured into the woman’s mouth while his huge hard cock drew back from the woman’s clinging cunt-lips, then disappeared back inside.
“Oh!” gasped Melinda, moving her legs higher and getting a firmer grip around his back.
“You like that, sweetheart?”
“Ooohhh… you devil! You know I do!”
The breath caught in Paula’s throat as she watched her father humping Melinda with ever increasing speed, until his lean muscled ass was a blur of movement and the woman looked like she was going out of her mind with the sheer pleasure of it all.
A pang of jealousy crept through Paula’s mind, knowing it would have been her on the bed getting her father’s cock, if the woman hadn’t come calling. But she mustn’t think like that. She watched the movements of their lovemaking and she could feel a hot tenseness building up in her pussy.
“Daddy… Daddy,” she whispered softly, as she heard the shrieks of ecstasy uttered by the woman, her gasps of pleasure as Paula’s father gave her another sensational fucking.
The young girl pressed her thighs and knees together in a vain attempt to quench the passionate feeling that was taking over her entire being – her very soul. The woman’s words were so broken with passion and lust that Paula wished it was her on the bed being so thoroughly fucked by her father. She needed his strong hard cock to satisfy the burning hunger inside her. She needed her father to satisfy her now!
It seemed like ages since that Saturday afternoon by the pool, when her father took her cherry and showed her how great it felt to have his beautiful hard cock buried to the hilt inside her. Her first fuck, and she would remember it always.
She moved restlessly inside the closet, hoping they wouldn’t hear her and feeling fairly certain they wouldn’t. They were too enthralled in the passionate fucking each was giving the other. Their lustful sounds filled her ears and she heard the creaking and straining of the bed under their furious movements.
“Oh yes… yes,” the woman cried out. “I’m cumming again!”
Paula could hardly stand it. She wanted to run over to the bed and pull her father off of the woman and get his cock into her, she was so jealous!
“Lift up,” she heard her father tell the woman. “Lift your legs higher!”
“Ooohhh, yes… harder, fuck me harder,” she begged him, and Paula could see her father raise up farther on his knees and pull the woman closer to him, thrusting deep into her until her words became incoherent, mixed with loud groans and gasps of wild uninhibited lust.
How Paula wished she were the woman on the bed, instead of Melinda Grover. The juices of her pain were staffing to chum inside her and her hand reached down to finger her pussy nervously. She wasn’t sure she could endure what her body was going through. She didn’t want just anybody fucking her, not even her brother, at this moment. She wanted her father to fuck her senseless – right now!
She knew her father was on the verge of shooting his load again, because she could hear his rasping breath as he thrust more violently into the thrashing, gyrating woman beneath him.
“Yes… yes,” Melinda cried. “Give it to me! Do it! Oh do it to me!”
The smacking of their bodies locked together in furious passion, the loud panting and gasping was more than Paula could stand as she fingered her pussy to a climax, standing alone in the closet.
“Aaaggghhh,” her father groaned, and Paula knew he was shooting his hot cum into Melinda’s cunt. Then he fell limply on top of her and they lay quietly in a tangled heap, with their labored breathing the only sound in the room. Paula waited patiently, afraid to move for fear they would discover that they had not been alone. Then after a while, Melinda began to move beneath Paula’s father.
“Oh darling,” the woman sighed. “What more could a woman ask?”
“Possibly a repeat performance,” Paula’s father suggested.
Melinda laughed softly. “I have to get back, darling. My husband will be wondering what’s keeping me here so long. I have too good a thing going here with you to have him getting suspicious as to what our relationship really is.”
“Our relationship is very simply explained,” Paula’s father said with a grin. “I love his beautiful adorable wife and can’t look at her without wanting to fuck her, which I do every chance I get.”
“That sounds simple enough,” Melinda agreed. “But I don’t think he’d like it if he saw your cock right now, buried to the hilt in my pussy – which he considers his personal property.”
Paula’s father chuckled. His long shaft eased its way out of Melinda’s warm wet cunt, was though reluctant to leave it. He climbed off of her and lay quietly beside her. A few minutes later, she kissed him tenderly, before swinging her legs over the side of the bed. She got to her feet and went into the bathroom to wash up. Returning a short time later, she reached for her clothes.
“Here, let me do that for you,” Paula’s father said as he leaped up from the bed. “You know how much I enjoy dressing you.”
Melinda giggled as she stepped into her panties while he held them for her. He pulled them up into place over her shapely buttocks and gave her rear-end a loving pat.
“Don’t you ever get tired of dressing me?” she asked. “You do it nearly every day at the office.”
“I also enjoy undressing you and I do that too, every day at the office.”
“It’s a wonder we get any work done,” said Melinda.
“Fortunately I have a business that practically runs itself.”
When he had her completely dressed, Melinda threw her arms around his neck and kissed him warmly. “Am I your favorite mistress?” she asked.
George grinned at her. “Aren’t you supposed to ask if you’re my only mistress?”
“That’s too much to hope for,” she replied with a laugh. “I’ll settle for knowing I’m your favorite.”
“Wait until you get into the office Monday morning. I’ll remove any doubts about you being my favorite.”
“I’ll get there early and be waiting for you,” she said.
“Naked?”
“And deprive you of the pleasure of undressing me?” Her mouth closed on his again as she kissed him gratefully. “Now why don’t you lay down and rest for a while? That was an exhausting performance you gave, not to mention a very thrilling one. I’ll let myself out.”
“Okay, honey,” said George. “I’ll lay here for a while and think about how good it was.”
“Oh! I almost forgot. I had another excuse for coming over here,” said Melinda.
“Oh?”
“Bob and I have been invited to this party. It was on rather short notice and our regular baby sitter isn’t available. I don’t want to go if we can’t get a baby sitter. Our oldest, David, is eleven, but that’s too much responsibility to put on him, watching out for the other two in case of an emergency.”
“I understand.”
“Do you think your daughter Paula would baby sit for us tonight?”
“I’ll ask her when she gets home,” George replied. “I’m sure she wouldn’t mind if she has no other plans for tonight.”
“Oh good!” Melinda kissed him again, then opened the door to the hallway. “I’ll get in touch with her later.”
“I’ll tell her.”
“Goodbye darling. It was nice – so very nice!”
When Melinda left, Paula’s father stood there waiting, until he heard the front door downstairs open and close. A moment later, Paula heard Melinda’s car pull out of the driveway. Then Paula froze, afraid to even breathe, as her father turned and came toward the clothes closet.
“You can come out now, Paula,” he said.

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