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Victorious part 5
A cleaned version of chapter 5
Diary of a Whore: 8/26/09
Things are a little trickier now that school is back in session. I don’t have the extra time in the morning like I used to, and that means our little Thursday morning playtime is greatly abbreviated. I wish we could just change the office schedule so that no one came in until 10:30. Half the staff does, but the receptionist starts at 8:30, and I can’t get here any earlier than 7:55, so that just doesn’t leave much time for the good stuff.
Not that M would be deterred by a little thing like lack of time. It is a shame though, because last week when I was able to arrive at work by 7:20, well, that gave us ample time for playing. I’m getting wet sitting here just thinking about it:
As usual, first thing in the morning, I wasn’t feeling in the good, submissive mood I love so much. M had instructed me to wait in the corner of the conference room, minus bra and panties. As I stood there, really not feeling at all contrite like I was supposed to be, and not kneeling like I probably should have been, I watched as a nightmare of traffic clogged the intersection three stories below. There was a big one-day motivational convention in our modest downtown, and not surprisingly, the city had not planned at all for the horrendous surge of morning traffic. 7:30 am and it was totally gridlocked. M came into the conference room, and I think I made some offhand comment about it being one of “those” mornings (M, being well acquainted with my moods by now knew this meant I was not exactly in the mood for shenanigans yet).
M came up behind me, and started feeling up my tits, bare underneath my light wrap dress. I moaned as he centered on my nipples, tweaking them gently at first, then with more aggression. I began grinding my ass into him, and could feel his hard cock eagerly wanting to be released from its confines. Still standing in the window, M opened the blinds all the way, and opened the top of my dress, completely exposing my huge tits to any driver who happened to look up. My pussy got wet as I imagined all of them witnessing me getting my nipples fondled and pinched. I swear one business guy in a white car was looking, and SEEING everything that was happening. Since traffic was so awful, he sat there in the same spot for at least 4 minutes, getting an eyeful.
“You like this, don’t you?” M growled softly into my ear.
Another moan escaped my lips. “Yes, sir. Thank you,” I replied. Absolutely no problem feeling like a wanton whore now.
“Everyone down there can see what a whore you are.” He stated. My pussy was dripping. He pinched my nipples hard, pulling them back toward him. I moaned again. He let them go, and lightly slapped first one, then the other.
After a few more minutes of tit play, he moved me from the window, and bent me over the conference room table.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked.
“Oh, god! Yes, please, sir”
“Suck my cock and get it nice and hard,” he ordered. I got busy sucking on his perfect cock, licking the shaft from base to tip, taking it deep in my throat, then sucking like my life depended on it.
He backed up a step, and I strained to keep my lips around his cock, not wanting it out, but also desperately wanting to feel it in my pussy. He took another step back and his stiff member reluctantly left my warm mouth with a small “pop.”.
M walked around behind me, and without preamble, shoved his cock deep into my wet hole. Often my first thought at that moment is “This is my purpose. I live for this,” and today was no exception. He fucked me hard and fast, then slowed it down, teasing me. He knows I like to feel his cock as deep inside my cunt as he can possibly thrust it.
“Are you ready to suck me off, whore?” he asked after a few more minutes.
“Oh please, sir, please fuck me hard again. I want to feel your cock deep inside my pussy. Please, sir,” I begged. It sounds corny, or like something from a bad porn script, but anyone who’s been there knows. M obliged.
The whole window scenario had brought things to a new level. I had found something else that turned me on like a light switch.
“Sir?” I ventured “Will you please move the chair to the window, and fuck me some more? Will you please let me suck you off in front of everyone, and let them watch you shoot your cum on my face?”
The chair was moved, and I was positioned on my knees, hands on the armrests, tits bouncing over the back of the chair as M’s cock pounded my pussy again. The thought of having spectators was doing a number on him as well. It didn’t take long before he pulled out, came around to the side of the chair, and ordered me to suck him off. When he came on my face, I obediently took the first couple shots, them hurried to catch the rest in my mouth, licking his cock clean.
“thank you, sir,”
*sigh*
Replaying that scene in my head brought me to many orgasms this past week, lying in bed alone late at night.
M never was one to lack creativity, though, so I should have known he would find a way to make this week’s adventure fun, even if we didn’t have the luxury of time.
His email came this afternoon:
“No time for small talk tomorrow. These are your instructions: After you leave the house, pull over, remove your panties, and shove a dildo into your pussy. Leave your skirt up so any man in a service truck on the way to work will have a good view of what you’re doing. Drive with one hand, and fuck yourself with the dildo using the other. When you get to your parking spot, take the dildo out and lick it clean. When you get into work, I will bring you into my office, whip you, and fuck you hard before you finish me off by swallowing my cum”
I’ll finish writing after our morning session…….
So this morning was good, though I have to say not as good as the window incident. You would think being in a compromising position in your car, in the midst of morning traffic would feel more exposing than being up in a window, but I found the opposite to be true.
Driving out of my neighborhood, I worked my panties down, and with one hand still on the wheel was able to remove them completely. I thought I would have to stop (and I guess technically that was a part of my instructions, but why waste precious time on pulling over when I could manage without?)
Hiking my skirt up, I pulled the dildo out of my purse, and worked it into my pussy. Of course I had used it before, and maybe it was the angle-since I can’t say I’ve used it in a sitting position before-but it felt like it went as far back as my pussy would allow. I have a very short commute to work, and before long was pulling out onto the main road leading to downtown. I expected to feel the same as I had on display in the window, but that feeling just wasn’t there…..yes, my pussy was getting wetter and wetter as I worked the dildo in and out, and there was a certain thrill to knowing that I was practically half naked, fucking myself as oblivious people drove past me….but I guess the fact that they couldn’t see EXACTLY what I was doing took something away from the whole experience. I really hadn’t known this about myself before this week, but I definitely get off on exhibitionism. Put me in a room…hell, on a pedestal in the room, and use me in every way possible while a crowd of people looks on….oh my. I’m losing my train of thought.
So I pulled up to a stop light in front of the hospital, and noticed a large truck pulling up beside me. I admit, my heart starting racing, and I’m ashamed to say I chickened out. I pulled my skirt down just enough so that my pussy was no longer visible, but still kept pumping the dildo in and out of my wet cunt. I was too scared to look in the direction of the driver to see if he had noticed the woman in the car next to him who was clearly playing with herself.
As soon as I pulled away from the intersection, and started getting into the busier area, I chided myself for not being a good little slut, and raised my skirt again, determined to not lower it again until I reached the parking garage.
As I pulled up to the building, of course I got stopped by a red light. I had a feeling M was probably up there, looking down on me to see if I was complying with his orders. I sat through the light dutifully fucking myself for what seemed like an eternity.
Finally, the light changed and I pulled into the garage. Once in my parking spot, I took a quick glance around to see if anyone else was around. The place was pretty deserted as I followed out the final order. I pulled the dildo out of my cunt, and licked the length of it, getting all the juice off, before putting the whole thing in my mouth and sucking it clean.
I then scooped up my panties, deposited both them and the dildo in my purse, and headed into the office.
(On a funny side note….I noticed this faint “ZZZZZZ” sound from my purse as I passed the small coffee shop in the lobby and greeted the clerk…I figured maybe my phone was on vibrate. Yeah. Of course not. The dildo I had tried unsuccessfully to get to vibrate in the car had just NOW decided to join in the games……)
As soon as I unlocked the door and stepped in, M was there. He grabbed my arm and propelled me into his office.
“Did you follow my instructions, whore?”
“Mmmm,” I debated whether or not to tell him I had chickened out, and decided the best way would be to come clean “Yes , sir…though I did pull my skirt down for a few minutes at an intersection.”
“You’re going to have to be punished for that,” he stated, bending me over the chair and lifting my skirt up.
Without further warning, he landed a series of sharp SLAPS to my ass.
“What do you have to say, whore?”
“I’m sorry, sir! I’ll do better next time” I cried as he landed a few more stinging blows on my ass.
He pulled my skirt up, shoved his hard cock in me, and fucked me fast and hard-the way I like it.
Being short on time, he pulled out way sooner than I would have liked, and made me lick his cock before sucking him off and swallowing his cum.
“Next time, I’m fucking you in the ass, and shooting my cum all over your face,” he said as I worked to get my clothing back in order before the receptionist arrived-which would be any minute. ‘And I expect you to come in here later and bend over that chair so I can fuck you again while everyone is here.”
“Yes sir. Thank you,’ I replied, then went to my office signed in to begin my work day.
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Julie, Part 7
M+/F, exh, d/s, inc, mast, oral, anal, bd, beast, orgy
ruomei- my experience of sex and lovers
I would hate for you think any of my story is fiction, certain names and locations have been altered to protect the innocent, and not so very innocent.
First I should tell you that all my life, being a daughter of chinese immigrants (more about them later) I have been described as doll like, I am just under five feet tall and barely one hundred pounds, and until last week when I got my hair cut to my bra strap, I could easily sit on my black hair. But really I am not some pathetic geisha stereo typed waif, I am a healthy little apple cheeked woman. I have always been a outhoing dominant personality, and often disciplined.
I just turned twenty, I live in Toronto and sometimes vancouver, my family on the most part tries to keep me very under there control, I even married some one they choose that came here from china the same time as we did and is almost twice my age, but he is a quiet man, and who has secret homosexual inclinations, so we mostly are just friends, with mild passing romantic intrest in each other.
Thats the only reason I can tell you my story here, to talk about my history, the story of my life is very sexual and sometimes shocking, now I am free to do whatever I want as long as I do it discreetly.
If I told you my last name you would know who I was, my father is a self made man, and spent a major part of my formative years under investigation by various jealous law agents, who would shut up, if and when they got a cut of the action, but mostly every one was silent and no one ever dared crossed my daddy.
I am the youngest, the only girl out of four children, born when the seccond youngest had just turned ten. so needless to say, a pack of agresive older brothers kept me safe and taught me to me be very cunning with the male speices.
My first sexual experience was late one summer afternoon at my brothers twentieth birthday party, alot of people were drifting through our large house with sprawling propertyin the toronto area of North York, I was high from sugar and stolen glasses of champagne.
I remember being dizzy and my cheeks were bright red, some people were making out in the garden, my brother and some one else, I was on the other side of a large vine covered fence. couldnt see her face but I saw his hand slide up her upper thigh, he had her pushed against a wall, talking sweet and forceful to her, she giggled. I remember being shocked to see my brothers penis in her hand, hard with a purple head. I am pretty sure this was the first penis I ever saw, I was very innocent and sheltered those days.
Startled by some one coming down a path I ran away and inside the house, and was sick on the kitchen floor, and my father spanked me as the maid cleaned up the mess.
In the next few years I discovered masturbation, and became quite the pervert, if my friends were doing it to we never mentioned it to each other soon it was all about malls and talking about boys, who I was never allowed to talk to outside of school. Nothing was out of limits to my quest for satisfaction, the whirlpool and it jet streams brought me to my first, honest to god, seeing stars orgasm. I remember even riding the arm of a chair, the friction bringing my clit to stiffen then melt.
I was taken to a family doctor at one point, my mother thought I was getting my period a little to young,when she found some blood on my panties while doing the wash, well lets say I have a small vagina, my mother in the room with me holding my hand, my feet up in the metal stirrups. the kind old man who delivered me, smiled at me and said in english only for my sake, mother never really had to learn english, that I should take it easier on my body in the future and that I should study more!
Intrestingly and dangerously enough I lost my virginity in my fathers office, I went in late one night to find my future husband, who was celebrating his 34th birthday with my father and brothers, had decided to sleep in the most quiet room of the house, as the party raged downstairs.
I had heard my brothers in moments of anger, call him fag or pansy. Macho posturing I thought mostly, cause he never had lack of female admirers, was well groomed, and well spoken about art and fashion. He had the terrible luck of being born into a family with a violent business .
He moaned when I turned on the overhead light, I quickly turned it off and switched on the desk lamp.
“wheres your dad?” he asked.
“Oh, some where with the boys down in the basement playing mah jong.” I said sitting down at his feet on the soft brown leather couch.
“Why are you not in bed yet?” he scolded me “let me sleep I feel so sick.”
“Oh, no school tomarrow.” I said as I slipped his shoes off “dad would kill you if he saw you with these shoes on his couch.”
He laughed. “if your father was in here the least of our problems would be my shoes”
“Why?” I asled, mock innocent.
“Well you are barely wearing anything, and well, honestly thats enough to get me killed.”
“Dont be so pathetic.” I got up and locked the door then kneeled at his feet at the foot of the couch “daddy loses the keys and locks himself out of here all the time, cause of the safe he has to wait to the locksmith comes to open the door in morning.”
He smiled at me.
“And,” I added undoing the buttons of my gown “if you are really nervous there is a roof below the window that is a little jump that goes to the garden.” I put my hand on his lower leg.
“mei, what are you doing?” he stuttered slightly.
“Well what does it look like I am doing?” I asked as I let my gown fall open, my nipples were rock hard, on my non exhistant breasts (to this day I am barely a B cup).
I straddled him and could feel his cock growing hard, despite his protests, through his pants.
“Put your hands on me.” I ordered and he began groping my breasts rough in big handfuls, pulling at the nipples. ” Not so rough.” I complained, getting annoyed ” hey can I ask you something?”
“What?” he groaned, as my little ass cheeks flexed on his growing erection.
“Are you a fag like they say?”
“Huh? who told you that?” he asked, eyes wide.
“I ve heard people say it, uhm, mmmm..” I said as he began to poke his fingers into my pussy spreading my lips apart.
“Do I look like a fag?” he asked massaging my clit.
“I wouldnt know, never seen one before.” I said, head light from his touch.
“Well,” he laughed “have you seen your brother?
“You fucked my brother?” I laughed “which one?”
“Never mind that, I think it turns you on. yeah it does, I feel how wet your pussy is, god Its so pink and tight Mei. Are you serious? you really wanna fool around with me?”
“I have known you my entire life,” I told him ” and I want to know what its like with some one who wont try to own me afterwards.”
I unzipped his fly and his cock lurched out little but rock hard.
“Not much. I know.” he offered “But i know how to make it feel like 9 inches.
I seriously giggled as he sat me down on the sofa and spread my legs and began eating me out.
“Do you shave it ?” he asked surprised by my neat and clean pussy.
“I do. for swim class. hey do me a favour?” I asked.
“Yeah? what? anything.. do you want me to stop?” he said still licking my clit.
“Fuck me now.” I ordered.
The party was in full swing downstairs, the traditional music, vibrated the walls, no noise complaints were a concern, no one calls the cops on our family.
So no one would of heard me bite me cry out as he entered me, turned me over on the couch, my fathers prized couch, the slight tear then hot sensation of him being inside me, my pussy wetting his cock making it so he could slide in and out, one hand on my hip, the other on my clit.
I was whimpering in pleasure but he took the time to ask if I was still enjoying myself, he took my nod as a signal to fuck me harder and faster.
He did a funny thing then, while still burried deep inside me, he took ahold of my hair and wrapped it around his hand like a horses reign.
“A little hurt feels good Mei.” he said as he pumped “see it makes you tighter.. not that you allready are almost to tight…”
“Shut up.” I ordered grinding back on him.
“Okay! if thats how you want to do this.” he laughed, and jerked my head back by the hair, he was fucking me so hard the couch was banging the wall, his balls were slapping against me.
There was a knock at door, a jiggle of the knob then, steps down the hall.
“ooh yes, thats it, fuck.” he hissed through clenched teeth. “your so tight mei, It almost hurts,”
He came, and I felt him come inside me.
We were holding each other, and he reached into his pants pockets. in there was a thick wad of cash a cell phone and he showed me he had a small handgun.
“Now please, whatever you do dont tell anyone.” he said sternly.
I got up and walked to a small cabinet and slid the fake wood panel to show him a video monitor, that at that moment displayed him naked on my fathers perfect leather couch.
“Shiiit.” he sighed.
“Yes.” I smiled “we video taped that entire thing, daddy has that in his office in case he wants to reccord his business, ahem, meetings, you wont ever shoot me with that gun, my brothers would cut your balls off and feed em to you.”
“Mei, I have alot to loose. and I dont mean nothing by it.”
The years leading to our marriage He became my bitch, doing whatever I wanted, though I secretly think he saw my brother on the side. and continues to till this day.
Alot of people see my life and think I am lucky and charmed, or that I am a poor soul trapped in a violent life of guns and crime, I am who you see, and I make no excuses for it.
Thank you for listening.
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High School Streakers
Streaking became a right of passage for the girls in our town.
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Breaking All The Rules, part 1
This is a story of how my entire life changed after taking a teaching job at my old High School. As a student at Eagle Lake high, I was a rule breaking rebel. But after graduating and attending college to become a teacher myself, I’ve always done my best to follow the rules. But now with the help of two of my attractive teenage students, and my one time high school sweetheart. I wound up Breaking all the rules.
Playtime #1
first time writing hope you like it!
How I got a harem: The next step
Alcohol and lust fueled the rest of the evening and before it was all said and done the three of us came countless times that night. Our heads groggy and our bodies exhausted, all four of us tumbled into bed and drifted off in bliss.
I awoke around noon to a wonderfully warm feeling clamped around my morning wood. I knew, after a minute of delighting in the way her tongue gently but firmly stroked my cock, that Ashley was hard at work on my cock. The sheets had been kicked off and I propped myself up on my elbows to take in the whole situation.
My God, Ashley was lovely. She was nude, her delicate skin entrancing me, and I studied the subtle curves of her wonderful body. I gazed for what could have been hours at her round and supple ass, jiggling ever so slightly as she bobbed on me, and almost without realizing what I was doing I found myself kneading and squeezing it, eliciting pleasured moans from Ashley. Of all the women I’d ever known, including my sweet Tracie and Jessie the stripper/extortionist from last night, there was no doubt I found Ashley the most sexy. That’s not to take anything away from the others, not a chance, but Ashley was a dynamite angel.
As my right hand grasped a clump of dark curls and gently pushed Ashley’s throat onto my cock and my left middle finger disappeared in the crack of her ass, searching for my favorite little hole, I realized neither Tracie nor Jessie was in bed. Neither was even in the room. I wasn’t about to interrupt Ashley to find out what she knew but I wondered where they could be.
Ashley jumped as I probed her asshole, the tight warmth suffocating my finger.
“Fuck, baby, let me fuck your ass this morning,” I said. Ashley pulled herself off my cock reluctantly, long strings of throaty saliva stretching from her gaping mouth all the way to my balls.
“Mmmm, I think its actually afternoon,” she chuckled as she assumed the position on her knees and elbows. I took a moment to savor the sight of her perfectly round ass on display just for me before leaning in and giving her tiny hole a few quick strikes with my tongue.
I eased my cock lovingly into her, boring her ass open and savoring her hot ass. As I reached unspeakable depths, my head spinning with pleasure, Tracie sauntered into the room, dressed in a long t-shirt of mine, and sat nonchalantly on the bed next to us.
“I love watching you two make love,” she said honestly, gently caressing Ashley’s ass as I slowly stroked in and out.
“Uh… we… ahhhhh… love it when… you join us…. Uhhhhhh….” Ashley uttered. Tracie smiled at me and gave Ashley’s ass a playful slap.
“Well, I don’t want to interrupt, but maybe I’ll just slide in for a little taste,” she said devilishly. With that she swung around behind me and dropped prone on the bed. Tracie watch for a long while as I pounded her lover’s ass. Then she gently arched up and twisted her tongue into Ashley’s slippery pussy, sliding along her folds before drifting up to dance along my exposed shaft and balls. I pulled out slowly and let Tracie suck me, fresh out of Ashley’s ass. Tracie loved Ashley’s ass as much as I did and between the two of us we spent more time in it, playing with it, and tasting it than probably doing anything else.
I dove back into Ashley’s ass but used one hand to hold Tracie’s head in place. A minute of powerful fucking drove me to the edge, and Ashley into spasms, and I pulled free and planted my cock firmly in Tracie’s mouth. She sucked tenderly as my cum followed, first in long streams then followed by quick and spine-tingling bursts, her young throat flexing spastically to try to swallow fast enough.
The three of us lay together for a long time afterwards, our hands playful exploring each other in silence, before I broke quiet. “What happened to Je… the stripper?” I asked.
“ I walked her out, she said she had fun but the hours your paid for were up,” Tracie said as if it was nothing at all. So that was that, I thought. I wasn’t sure why Jessie left but maybe she wasn’t so impressed with the situation after all. I dropped the subject, wanting to see how and if the girls brought it up by themselves. We chatted about it some, both of them said they had tons of fun but neither seemed to express any feeling that would indicate it was anything more than one crazy night fling.
Later that day I received a text from Jessie. “Lots of fun, I luv your girlz. But I don’t think they luv me. Thanx for everything.”
And that was the end of it, or so I thought. For about a week the three of us went on with our lives, and what wonderful lives those were. But the next weekend, happily lapping at Ashley’s pussy while she eagerly sucked my cock, she suddenly stopped.
“Hey, do you think we could call that stripper again this weekend?” she asked, catching me quite off guard.
“Uh, sure, I guess. You both want to?” I asked. Tracie was in the shower but Ashley spoke for her.
“God, it’s all Tracie’s been talking about! And, I don’t know, that morning after, when I sucked your cock, it tasted better than ever! I couldn’t figure out why until just now… the last place it had been before had been was in that stripper’s ass!” Now that surprised me!
“Are you saying you want to taste her ass again?” I chuckled.
Ashley shrugged. “Only if you do,” she said sheepishly. Without hesitation, I reached for my phone…
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No Changing Room
It was my lucky day when we entered the store without a changing room.
Highschool Grade 9 Chapter 1
All people, places, and events in this story are fictitious, any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidence.
This is written in first person, not based on true experiences, and if you aren’t an enjoyer of those under the age of 18, then please refrain from rude comments, it’s only a story.
Also, this first installment will contain little to no sexual content, being more of a “romancy” feel, I guess. Setting the mood for later installments, introducing characters, and so on.
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Let’s start at the beginning, when my life had an abrupt turn around, but not in a bad way. I can assure you of that.
I’m not some super hunk, but I’m not that kid that no one wants to go near. Fourteen years old, male, white, I stand at a nice six feet, but I’m a little on the skinny side, only weighing around 130 pounds or so. My hair is a normal brown, that seems to have a mind of it’s own, no matter what, and my eyes are a either blue or gray at any given time, and the color of them changes regularly. I even have braces, but I’ve had those since 5th grade. I have a mild personality, it takes a lot to get to me, and it’s rare that someone manages to even find me in the slightest fit of anger. I’m not athletic, but I have been able to hold my own with the Middle School’s best soccer players back when I was in 7th and 8th grade. I was always good at running, even with the little exercise I did.
The school I attend wasn’t in my hometown, so I don’t really know anyone as well as the rest of them know each other. I’ve been going to that school system for a few years but it takes twice as long to make really good friends, and since I’m shy, exceptionally so, it’s even more difficult. Now, I’m no “shut-in”, but my friends aren’t as close as I’d like them to be.
It’s my freshman year in high school, but I’ve been coming to this school system from three already, and in those years I’ve gotten one title that seems to stick out among the rest, “genius.” I don’t intend to brag, but when you live in a really bad neighborhood, and your parents don’t want you outside a lot, you can’t do that much except for reading. Anyways, I’m considered the “go-to-guy” by a lot of people in my classes for things such as quick help on an assignment, and through this I made the friends I have now.
With this, my story begins.
The cold December air wrapped around me as I slid into the back seat of our car, an old 1996 Jeep that managed to break down every now and then. My hair was still wet from my regular morning shower, and even in the brief seconds between my house and the car, it managed to freeze a little.
“C’mon, old fart, we’ve gotta go.” I said, calling out to my dad, who was regularly late, “School starts in ten minutes and we live twenty minutes away from there!” My dad grunted a response and hurried into his Jeep, pulling out of our gravel driveway and speeding down the road. He called himself a chronic speeder, and I’ll be the first to agree if it’s brought up by anyone else. Our drive was rather uneventful, it consisted of, the asking of what was going on today, a few questions about any tests or quizzes, and then a silent ride listening to talk radio as my dad snaked through traffic with the skill of an ex-deliveryman.
“Jump and roll,” My dad called out as we pulled up to the school, just in the nick of time for the first bell to ring, which signaled for five minutes before classes started. I ran to Chemistry, at the back of the building for some reason, and settled in just as the tardy bell rang. A few people congratulated me on the good timing, since the science teacher wasn’t too good to people that were late, sending them back down to the office right away to sign in for being late to class. And despite that, this class was one of my favorites.
Before I get any further, I’ll tell you now, my mind has been set on a few select girls for quite some time, since 6th or 7th grade, when I was still getting to know people and getting into the groove of things. A new one came along this year in Chemistry, a mixed girl named Sade? She’s a grade ahead of me, but she was a real beauty, in fact all of the girls I had my eyes set on were. Nothing like those stereotypical, “big titted” blondes that made an appearance in almost every porn film. Sade?as probably on the larger side of A-cup breasts, possibly a B-cup, I’m no expert in the ways of telling, and I sure as hell wouldn’t ask a girl out of the blue what her bra size was. Her dark hair fell around her shoulders and curled in an appealing way. She ran track, which was a plus since she had a perfectly flat stomach, and a toned ass that any girl would die to have. Those last few things were revealed by the form fitting shirts and skinny jeans that she almost always wore.
Science itself was rather boring, since I knew most of it anyways, being self taught in most subjects by this time, but being in the same class as Sade?ade it better, since she was a diamond among pearls.
Let’s get back to the story.
As class started, the monotony of the day began to set in until a little lab was prepared by the teacher, its was just mixing some chemicals to see what kind of reaction occurred, what differences were there between the beginning and end products, and so on. Today luck smiled on me as I was paired up with Sade?
“Nice goggles,” I teased as we both pulled on the generic, used by a thousand other students, cleaned by some cabinet that’s against the wall, goggles. You could barely see through them, but teachers, for some reason, decided it was good enough.
“I’d say the same but…” Sade?aughed back, the obvious, playful insult hanging in the air, not needing to be spoken. Her voice rang bells in my head, or so it seemed to me.
“That just hurts,” I returned, feigning sadness, she just laughed more, and nothing much happened after that. A few students broke their test tubes, one spilled a beaker of water, nothing exciting. After Science, next to nothing happened until lunch, as was every other day that had passed so far.
At lunch, I always saw a small girl named Zo? She was one of the girls I’d had my eye on since 7th grade, and for some reason, not many other guys did. Anyways, she was probably one of the few people in this school system that was close to me, not as close as I’d like, but closer than others, and I usually went to her when I had to say something I wouldn’t normally tell anyone. She was fairly quiet, very pale, probably around 5’4”, had light brown hair, and probably one of the cutest things to ever grace this god given planet. I never look for the hot girls, I already know they’re out of my league, and at this particular school, most of them were sluts anyway, and you knew it from the overuse of makeup. But Zo?she didn’t use any, and if she did, it was a very light amount. I’ve already said I was bad at guessing bra sizes, but with her, it just seems that her boobs were on the big side, which only made her even cuter, it gave her the appearance of being ready to fall over at any moment, which she did quite often.
“Can I have a few fries?” She asked in a quiet voice, she was never quite loud enough for me to hear, but by now I was used to this, and nodded agreement, smiling as I got a view down her shirt, which was never a bad thing. She, too, wore the form fitting shirts that seemed to hug her body in just the right places, and even now I could feel my crotch stirring. She looked up at me with green eyes that were pale, just like the rest of her. I couldn’t even consider speaking, lest my tongue fail me. I slid off to my usual table, and she hers, after taking a handful of fries.
I usually sit with a few friends, they’re what most would call “nerdy”, but I, already being the outcast I am, was able to gather a wide variety of friends, or acquaintances, and no one bothered me about. And for the most part, everyone was nice to each other at this school, no real bullying, and if something mean was said, we all took it in stride.
“Dude, why do you let her do that?” Trey asked, he was a decent friend, we had a few classes together this year, and he was pretty cool about anything. I could only shrug in response since, being shy, it’s rather hard to just go, “I like her,” and get on with life.
“Want to trade some fries for a few bites of this?” My friend Parshva asked, he was a Jainist, strictly vegetarian, but he always had a homemade meal, and it was almost always spicy.
“Sure,” I tossed a few fries his way and he pinches out what looks like a sponge ball, dips it some green mixture that gives off the smell of spicy food, and hands it to me. I ate the whole piece at once, and I felt the fire of it as it spread over my tongue and down my throat. “Damn,” I cursed, “that’s fucking spicy.” I held back a cough and did my best not to laugh, but it’s not much use when it’s such a common occurrence now that you just have to laugh. “Give me a warning next time.” I said, glancing over at Zo?s she ate at a table just a few ahead of mine.
After finishing my meal, I met up with Zo?nd a few other friends, all girls, but I kept close to Zo? I had the feeling that they knew I liked her, but I kept quiet about it as I listened to them talk to themselves, adding my two-cents every now and then until the bell rang and the rest of the mindless day wore on.
7th Period rolled around, and with it brought Maddie, best friend of Zo?and my closest friend at this school. She and I had weird talks, drew pictures of things such as five-legged unicorns, and had a fair share of awkward situations. She was tomboyish, had long, blonde hair, shorter than Zo?y about two inches, leaving her at 5’2”, and wasn’t skinny, but wasn’t fat either, it was an overall layer that made her skin look smooth and made her hips and medium-sized breasts appealing to the eyes. We were on opposite sides of the room, but before class started, we always had a short chat, and today’s wasn‘t much of a chat.
“Poopface,” she called out, and immediately I turned my head to respond, which just got laughter from her. There isn’t much you can say to that, but when you have very ticklish friends, it’s suffice to say that revenge is never boring. “Stop,” She said, between fits of giggles that only a girl can manage to have.
“No can do, I’m a poopface,” I said back, renewing my attack as people began to turn away from the scene, it was rather normal for us. The English teacher walked in as the bell rang, and I returned to my seat to listen to her boring, monotonous speech about Jonathan Edwards, who was anything but monotonous. Just as her, shall we call it, “lecture” began, the fire alarm went off. “Damn,” I murmured, much to the chagrin of the super Christian who sat behind me, “it’s cold and they have a fire?” It didn’t matter to me, though, I only thought of more time to screw around, and it was outside.
We filed out in no order, and I kept a slow pace with Maddie, joking around with her all the way outside, and continued to do so even as we stopped to await the tone that signaled to return inside.
“You’re still a poopface,” She said, after we’d gotten to the topic of me tickling her, and yes, she does use this term a lot, it’s who she is, and I don’t mind it.
“You know you love me,” I returned, laughing as she made a face that suggested otherwise. “How can you hate this wonderful piece of art?” Okay, I’ll admit that I’m a fairly conceited. Maddie didn’t help herself when she made a comment about me being one of the ugliest pieces of art she’s ever seen, so I resumed my tickling, which drew the attention on the thousands that were at the school as we stood in the cold December air.
“I’m beating you up tomorrow,” Maddie swore playfully, crossing her heart like a little kid does when they make a promise to someone else. At that point, I’d stopped and was hugging her since she didn’t have a jacket on, and although I don’t want to admit it, a few fantasies about her coming onto me right then and there entered my mind, in the frigid air, just going at it. I hope she didn’t notice my boner poking her in her oh-so-perfect ass.
Nothing exciting happened after this, we were given homework, sent off as the day’s final bell rang, I was taken home and I awaited the arrival of the next day. I played some video games, texted Maddie and Zo?and did as much as any other person would to get the next day to show up.
Friday reared it’s wondrous head this day, despite being around 10 degrees, there was little wind, so it didn’t feel freezing, and I even managed to leave the house early. So far, things were great, and I’d even relieved myself of a few stresses the night before, if you know what I mean. I could feel my crotch stir at the flight of fantasy I’d had during the night, and what a fantasy it was. I’d go into detail, but it’s better left unsaid for now.
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Grandpa’s Journals: My Cupcake’s Fantasies, Part 2
We fell into a quick routine of lovemaking as soon as Lauren left for school each day. When I heard the door close and lock behind her, I would get up, go into the bathroom to do my daily constitution and then stop by Vickie’s room to see if she was awake yet. She always was and ready for me to come to bed with her. We would make love the entire morning and then get up and start our day.
This happened most weekdays for a month and I was starting to get worn out from all the sexual exertion but my beautiful, horny daughter could make it big and eager anytime she wanted it and that was almost all the time. I guess that I was fulfilling her fantasy more than even I could imagine but for myself, I couldn’t get enough of her young sexy body.
Or maybe it was the early morning show that Lauren was providing me that got my juices flowing. It seemed that every day when she came in to undress from her pajamas and go take a shower before leaving for school, she increased the display of skin more and more. At first it was just her little butt when she took off her pajama bottoms and panties but next it was stripping bare and carrying her towel to the bathroom and coming back afterward to get dressed for the day.
After a week or so, she would come back from taking her shower with the towel wrapped around her wet hair and being totally naked otherwise. Then she would parade around seemingly without a care in the world about her nudity. She would turn towards my hidden eyes and pull her panties up to cover her crotch area and then fasten her bra, all while facing my position, as if she knew that I was awake all the time.
I didn’t mention her antics to Vickie for fear that I would get my grand daughter in trouble, or at least that is what I told myself, but what I was really concerned with was that maybe she would have to stop giving me the show of my life. Whatever it was, I saw no good reason the blow the whistle on my lovely grand daughter as long as she wanted to show her budding little body to me.
Then the whole thing came to light one morning when Vickie and I were busy in the trawls of making love in her room. We were heavily engaged in a wild session of oral sex, both of us at the same time in the 69 position when the door to her room opened and a certain young daughter got the shock of her life.
“MOMMY, GRANDPA?!” she shouted at the top of her lungs.
She couldn’t move and she couldn’t speak. She just stared at us in our sex filled position, wide eyes and mouth opened.
“LAUREN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOME?” Vickie shrieked, pushing me off of her crotch and clutching for the covers. I rolled to the floor trying to hide my nakedness as Lauren continued to look on, disbelieving.
“I, ah, what are…, Mommy I came home…ah, I’m sorry, I, ah…” she stammered and then burst into tears and ran to her room.
“Oh shit!” Vickie exclaimed, searching for her clothes while scrambling to cover herself. I hadn’t brought any clothes in with me because all my clothes were in Lauren’s bedroom so I had no choice but to stay put where I was and wait it out,
Vickie had found a robe and was going down the hall trying to tie it around her waist and consol her frightened daughter. “Lauren, I’m sorry for yelling at you like that but you startled me or us. You should have knocked or something to let me know you were home.”
The yelling stopped when she got to Lauren’s bedroom and there was some muffled conversation that went between mother and daughter. It stopped abruptly and then they both came back into Vickie’s room and sat on the messed up bed. I still had no clothes to cover myself with but had slipped under the sheet and sat there on the bed as they made their way in.
They both sat down on the bed and it looked like my grand daughter had been crying and my daughter had been through hell. But as Vickie started to explain what had just transpired that her daughter had witnessed, Lauren broke down into tearing sobs and threw herself down on the bed.
“Mommy,” she wailed, “I think I’m pregnant. I should have started my period of couple of days ago but I haven’t and I just know that I’m pregnant! Oh Mommy, what am I going to do?”
Her confession came like a bolt of lightning, a clap of thunder that could make the world stand still. I could feel the air being sucked out of my lungs and as I looked at my daughter’s face for her reaction, I saw the blood drain from her cheeks. Her mouth was open and she was trying to respond but nothing would come out.
I sat there impatiently, waiting for my daughter to take charge of the situation but feared that at this time she was incapable to think clearly so I entered in and took over.
“Lauren Honey,” I said in the tenderest voice that I could muster, “I know that you know your own body Sweetie, but just for clarification, what makes you think that you are pregnant?”
Through tears stained eyes I could see the glare that she was giving me as she cocked her head to one side as if to ask, “Do I have to explain in graphic detail?”
I took that look as it was intended and tried another angle. “Lauren, your Mom and I have been through this situation before don’t forget so I know something about what I am asking so please give me a break. Now there are lots of reasons for missing a period and being pregnant is just one, so I repeat, what makes you think that this is the only alternative?”
She looked down into her hands as the tears continued to flow down her cheeks. Her mother had closed her mouth but had not found her tongue as of yet and as Lauren answered my question, a gasp left her mouth and the color that had started to return faded quickly.
“I just knew it when they did it to me. It was the wrong time but they insisted on doing it right then. I told them that I didn’t want to get pregnant but they all said it would be alright and if I wanted to join their club then I had to let each one of them do it to me. It hurt a little at first but I think that I was starting to like it the first time but when they asked me to do it the next day I began to worry. And now I’ve miss my period and I’m pregnant and it’s all their fault,” she wailed and broke down sobbing into her hands.
I thought for a minute as I looked into my daughter’s eyes. I saw nothing that I could interpret as reason coming from them so I continued to interrogate my grand daughter. “Lauren Baby, you mentioned “They” did it to you, do these boys have any names?”
“They’re just some guys that I met this summer at school. They said that they had a club and wanted me to join but they had a initiation that I had to do and it was letting each of them put their cocks into my pussy and do it with me,” she said, still crying.
“How many boys were there?” I asked, starting to get very upset.
“Just three,” was the answer.
“Just three,” I said, fuming by this point. “And Lauren Honey, do these three boys have names?”
She looked into my eyes and she saw the rage that was building in them. She wiped her eyes and answered, “Grandpa, I don’t want to say who they are. I just want to get rid of this baby in me and forget about them. Please don’t make me tell you their names because I don’t want you to turn this thing into a circus or anything. Please, Grandpa, Mommy, don’t make me tell.”
Vickie gathered her daughter up in her arms and gave her a hug only a mother could give as I put my arms around both of them. We let it drop, for now anyway as I let them leave me alone in my nakedness. I suddenly realized that we didn’t even discuss what Vickie and I were doing in her bedroom.
After getting my clothes out of Lauren’s bedroom, I let my grand daughter take over her own bed and get some rest after her racking experience confessing the details of her ordeal to her mother and me. I met up with Vickie in the kitchen and we started talking about men and boys and what we all wanted.
“It’s not just men,” I told her. “You see, I have a little confession of my own to make. I have, ah, committed incest with your oldest nieces this summer and it was them who instigated the relationships.”
I stopped and watched as the gist of what I had just confessed sunk in. Her eyes turned dark at first and then lit up like a sparkler. She burst into laughter and jumped into my arms. “Oh Daddy, you ol’ pervert! All the while I was beating myself up over having a relationship with you and now to find out that you’ve been banging my nieces and, I presume, loving every minute of it?”
I shuck my head in the affirmative and grinned and then a dark shadow closed her face. “But you haven’t done anything with Lauren have you?”
“God NO!” I said incredulously, “I know that I’m a pervert but at least I wait until they are old enough to know what they are doing.”
She continued to have this strange look in her eyes and then finally opined, “If Lauren has had sex with these three guys that got her pregnant then she knows what it all about doesn’t she?” She was asking the question to herself almost, thinking as her mouth spit out the thoughts and then she said, “So maybe you could teach her that not all men are jerks and that there really are good men out there. Oh Daddy, what do you think, she must have some bad feelings about boys and men in general. You could teach her that not all men are the same. Daddy, what do you think? Can you see yourself making love you Lauren?”
I was shocked beyond belief over her question, over the whole concept of my daughter, her mother suggesting that I make love to her 13 year old daughter, my grand daughter. The thought almost repulsed me at first but after a second thought, I started to get that feeling deep inside my loins and I started to think seriously about how this would work.
We planned it out roughly during the afternoon hours, deciding that my daughter should be present to watch. It was her idea “to answer any questions that she might have” but I think that she was as turned on by the thought as I was. But all of our fine planning came to naught when Lauren burst from her room with the news that her flow had started while she was sleeping and that everything was going to be fine.
That next week, all three of our lives got back to normal with Lauren going to school, me joining my daughter in her bed and making love each morning and the two of us spending the rest of the day talking and relaxing as we finally had the time to reacquaint ourselves with each other’s lives.
Vickie had received a great settlement when we was let go. There were a reason given for her termination and that was that she was asking for too much time off to raise her daughter but the real reason was that she had turned down the advances of her boss and told him that she wasn’t interested in sleeping with him. But she was interested in sleeping with me and we made mad, passionate love all morning, every morning for the longest time.
On the following Saturday, right after Lauren had officially finished her flow, she came into her room to get her stuff to take her shower. I was peaking out at her from my hiding place, pretending to be asleep. I saw as she stripped down to her nothingness, grab a towel and proceeded to the bathroom. But when she returned, she removed the towel from around her, turned to face me lying there under the sheet and then took one step over to the side of the bed, pulled back the covers and crawled in beside me. All I felt was the warmth of her naked body and a spot or two of moisture clinging to her soft skin.
I opened my eyes to her shining smile and a knowing look so I turned on my back and she crawled up on top of my naked body. I could feel her tiny bush against my crotch and her developing breasts smash against my chest. The look in her eyes was devilish as she softly said into my face, “Mommy is on her way in to see us do it. I think it turns her on to watch don’t you?”
I just smiled as I heard my daughter enter the room. “You just couldn’t wait a second could you?” she asked of her daughter. She sat down on the edge of the bed and ran her hand over her daughter bare skin. “Oh how I envy you Lauren. Grandpa is going to make you forget all about the other guys. You’re in for the time of your life.”
“No pressure here,” I thought to myself as I raised my hands up on Lauren’s back and started to softly caress my grand daughter lovely skin. She rested her head down on my shoulder and gratefully received my magic touch and I started the soft gentle manipulation of sensations, subtle stimulations and touching of her erotic areas.
She would breathe heavily when I caressed her sides next her breasts and when I licked the nape of her neck, she mewed like a little kitten. I scooted her up on my body until her breast area was face high and I began to lick and lightly kiss her skin on her chest. But when I touched her nipples with my lips, she let out a feint moan and she held her breath in anticipation.
She raised her chin upward as I took her nipple in between my lips and softly started to suckle on it. Another moan, this time louder than the first, escaped her mouth as she pressed her chest inward towards those sucking sensations. Then I was on to the other, licking, sucking and biting her tenderly while still rubbing my hands up and down her back.
She was breathing erratically by this time as my mouth was consuming both of her tender young breasts. My hands had found her small little butt and was pressing, manipulating and squeezing her cheeks with my powerful massaging movements and as I separated them each by pulling them apart, I exposed her little rose bud to her Mommy and the fresh air. I heard a small gasp and cry come from the observer and I knew that my daughter was well engaged with her daughter’s education.
I hooked both of my hands down between her legs and drew them up to force my grand daughter to scoot up my body and finally rest right on top of my face. She cried out loud as she settled down and I managed to reassure her by telling her to relax and enjoy. She took my advice as her mother’s hand started to rub her back with affection.
I looked up into my grand daughter hidden treasure that was partly covered by her sparse covering of soft, curly pubic hair and I could see her tightly pursed lips with just a hint of moisture seeping out of her opening. I suck out my touch and gentle ran it to the very spot where the fluids were coming from as she exploded from the sensation.
She screamed out loud as she threw herself down upon my tongue and as I slid it in between her two quivering lips and ran it up towards her hooded node, she arched her back and threw back her head as she cried out with emotions, “OH MY GOD GRANDPA, YES, OH YES!”
I reached my tongue to her clitoris and she cried out again but she was soon rocking forward and back, trying to rub her pleasure button against my rough tongue in an involuntary method of self stimulation. But I had other uses for my tongue so I dipped it back down between her legs and found her vaginal opening and stuck it as far as I could up into her canal.
The observer was panting loudly and I could feel her hand on my cock. Withdrawing my tongue from Lauren’s pussy hole, I muttered from between her legs, “Vickie, this is Lauren’s turn. Stop playing with my cock!”
She removed her hand and I no longer felt the added stimulation that she was providing so I inserted my tongue up Lauren’s tight little opening once again and lapped at her juices. Lauren was going crazy with desire as I began to suck on her nubbin. She was reaching a point of no return as her breaths were coming in a labored fashion and the look on her face was one of strained emotions and just as she was about to burst from the build up, a since of a total release wept over her like a tsunami wave. It took her to the unknown heights of pleasure that literally consumed her every sense of being. She exploded into another world that only lovers have been to and the ride kept going until it lost all of its powers against the sandy shores.
It left her stranded there on her perch upon my face so I hurriedly moved her down to straddle my hips. Once there, I placed the tip of my engorged cock right at the entrance of her vaginal opening as I asked the ultimate question, “Are you ready?”
“Uh huh,” she murmured.
I allowed her to stay on top to give her full judgment in how far and how quickly I slid it into her opening. Even though she was not a virgin and had a few boy cocks inserted in there, I was still cautious not to force her in any way. So as she got settled down and I grabbed my cock and held it towards her opening, she started to lower herself down on it as the head made its way between her lips.
As it entered her tight confines along the journey to her depths, the walls seemed slick from her juices and the muscles allowed the intrusion. But as I reached the depths of her womb and entered into uncharted territory, she started to feel a little discomfort as the pleasure turned into a little pain or tightness. I rested when I had entered her fully as she let out her lungs full of air and as I started my withdrawal, her hips moved involuntarily back to allow the feeling that she felt from my penetration to be exaggerated even more.
I entered her again and she let out a loud moan as her legs went wider and she sucked me in between them with power. “Oh my God,” she muttered when I bottomed out the second time and then she squealed with glee as I withdrew my cock again. But I quickly reinserted it and her eyes flew open and a smile came across her face.
She rolled off of my cock and landed on her back but I reinserted it and I began my rhythmic ramming of my cock deep into her uterus, dragging her juices out with every with every withdrawal. As I kept up the jack-hammering action of my hips, I felt a finger of the observer between my butt cheeks searching madly for my anus and I heard the cry of my lover as her mother found hers open and willing to be entered. And as I was about to explode into my gigantic orgasm, she found what she had been searching for and inserted in as far as she could up my rectum.
Lauren was straining to reach her own desired level of emotions and as she closed in on them, she held her breath and arched her back. Digging her heels into the mattress and throwing her hips into each thrust, she grabbed my butt and pulled me even deeper into her crotch as she begged me for more. Then she could not hold it back any further and exploded into a ravishing eruption of emotions that caused her mother to utter her approval.
We both became almost violent with our releases from the thralls of our orgasmic release. Over and over we slammed our bodies into each others as we pounded the last out of our crotches until finally we started to come down and with one last exhale, we fell into a blissful slumber that last nearly a half hour.
I awoke to someone sucking on my deflated cock, sucking all of Lauren’s juices from the surface. I knew from experience that it was Vickie’s mouth that was sucking on me and I smiled at the thought of my daughter tasting the fresh juices of her daughter’s wet pussy from my cock. “Now that’s what I call togetherness,” I thought to myself with a laugh.
That was the only time that I made love with Lauren until she got on the pill but we performed oral sex and manual manipulation on each other many times until we were certain that she was protected. We formed a threesome on occasion and were very happily screwing our brains out when Thanksgiving neared and we got a call from Florida that changed everything.
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The Handsome Rapist
A controlling female executive learns things she never imagined.
Ahh… Lochy
It had been years since Lochy and I had seen each other, In fact, I had almost forgotten about him altogether during the time I went away.
But perhaps I’m confusing you a little, so let’s delve into our past a bit…
*3 Years ago*
We were both young 16 year olds that attended the same High School in Melbourne.
Our class schedule’s barely were the same but that didn’t keep us from being the bestest of friends outside of school, or during our shitty classes.
More often than not, during class he’d text me, or I’d text him a simple code; “Receiver”
which meant, that we would both ask our teachers to go to the toilet, and with that we would both meet up and talk.
usually it was about something funny that had happened in one of our classes, or we would gossip about current rumours that we’d heard.
School life was pretty much standard for us, we came, we saw, we left.
I just happened to leave that school a little early, my Mum had to go on what was supposed to be a short business trip to Perth (which was on the complete other side of Australia) and stay there for 6 months or so.
And because it was too long of a trip for me to stay home by myself (I had no siblings and my father was away in the middle east being “Mr, Military”) so I had to go with her.
But because I wasnt supposed to have been gone for too long, Lochy and I never really had much of a goodbye.
I mean sure we were both quite upset by it, but we both knew that by the time I got back in 6 months time, the summer holidays would’ve started and we would be able to make up for lost time everyday.
Well, to cut a long introduction short, Mum and I arrived at Perth, I had to attend some crappy school which her work organised for her, and when I say crappy school, I mean Snob central.
All upperclass douches with a knack for talking down to anyone who’s parents didn’t earn over 100 grand in a year.
so of course I didn’t et along with anyone and pretty much kept to myself.
It was during this trip that Mum’s work had offered her a more permanent position at the Perth quarters and had convinced her with a somewhat gratuitous raise to go along with it.
So of course Mum said “yes” and I tried my best to scheme a way to go back to Melbourne but it was no good.
Lochy wasnt impressed either.
So here we are, 3 years later and I was on my way back to Perth.
After completing my Yr 12 at Snob Central I managed to find a university, well, the ONLY university that majored in the course I wanted to study.
Luckily, the Uni was in Melbourne.
“Hey man, I can’t wait to see ya” Lochy’s cheerful but slightly more masculine voice was heard over the USB computer Mic/headphone thingy.
“Yeah man, so you’r still okay to pick me up at the airport terminal when I arrive tomorrow?” I replied inbetween mouthfulls of my last dinner in Perth.
“Yeah, everythings all good, you can stay the night at mine as well, my Parents have pissed off to Adelaide for some sort of festival and have taken my brother and sister too! So we’ll have the whole house to ourselves!”
I contemplated all the shinanigans that would happen once I got there, the drinking, the partying, ahh It’ll be like the old days, except we’ll legally be able to do it now.
Not that it stopped us when we were underaged though.
We made some plans and fare-welled one another when it started getting late.
I hadn’t mentioned this yet but I’m Bi, or Gay, I hadn’t come to a conclusion yet.
I think it was the snobby bitches at Snob-Central that seemed to turn me off women, although the guys were shit’s as well, the women really take the cake.
Something about a slender males body with slight visible abs and a nice shaven cock was what really turned me on, I’d masturbated to straight porn before but the look of a naked women just wasnt special nor appealing to me anymore, after all, I had, had girl-friends in the past, and have done everything under the sun with em’ but a hot guy was what made me instantly hard and keen to fuck.
It was a bright, sunny saturday afternoon when my flight arrived at the Melbourne airport at 1:00pm.
Customs and airport security was pretty nice and didn’t seem to hassle me at all, so the whole process went quite smoothly.
After collecting my bags I made my way to the front of the airport where Lochy and I had arranged to meet up, I reached the end of the escalators and looked around for my friend.
Nothing..
I noticed a young girl with her parents, she was throwing a tantrum because she didn’t want to leave her friends behind.
She couldnt have been no more than 12 or 13, but the profanity that she was using was surprising!
The scene of this young girl occupied my attention, and with that Lochy striked, Launching in from behind me when I wasnt paying attention, to tackle me to the ground.
At first I thought I was being mugged, but I looked over my shoulder after I hit the ground to see the most gorgeous face ontop of me.
Ahh, Lochy. -I thought, I had completely forgotten about your eyes.
They were a deep emerald-green with yellow edges around the outside of his iris which contrasted very well with his olive skin.
“Gotcha!” He said whilst still completely ontop of me, the scene had caught the attention of a lot of the people that were nearby and I instantly felt embarrassed.
“Get off me a cheeky shit! You had me worried coz’ I couldnt find you”
“I was hiding”
“Well Deh…” I said trying to push the man, my friend off me.
I put my hands on his chest and tried with all my strength to push him off me, but he wouldn’t budge.
Lochy wasn’t a heavy bloke, or a fat bloke at that, be if he wanted to stay put, he somehow managed to conjure up some sort of “magical” weight that made it ridiculously hard to move him.
“Alright alright” he said finaly lifting his body off the ground.
As I was getting up I felt that I had gotten hard from the slightly intimate scenario that had just happened between us.
My cheeks began to blush.
“Haha!” lochy explaimed, “Whattaya embarrassed about?”
“You had me on the floor ya dumb-ass, and people were looking!” The perfect cover-up.
I had managed to hold my 6.5” Boner down with my hand while it was in one of my pockets.
Clearly, I had done this before.
“So wheres your car?” I asked while we begun outside.
We walked into the carpark and he showed off his newly purchased ride, an R-fucking-33 GTR.
“Trying to over compensate for something eh?” I said snidely, obviously showing that I ahd picked upa thing or two from Snob-Central.
“You think I got a powerful car because me cock’s small?” He smiled broadly while saying it.
“Well isnt that why people with small dicks get em? To over compensate?” I could feel that he wasn’t moved at all by the comment, bugga.
“Well, let’s just say I get a-l-o-t of compliments, I’ve even been called God by a few of the ladies” he said with a wink.
He started his car and we were on our way.
“Wait… God? I uhh… dont get it”
“What do you think they say when I’m pounding 8 and a half inches of raw meat into them?” he said, smiling a cocky yet somewhat sexy smile at me.
“I still dont get it” I said.
“Oh God! Oh God!” Lochy said in a females voice.
We both cracked up in laughter.
When we arrived at Lochy’s his parents where just about to leave the house, I said my hello’s and they said their goodbyes and such and they were off, gone for a week.
I walked into the house and that farmiliar smell welcomed me, I felt complete and at ease.
“Think fast!” lochy said as he threw a can of Bundy Rum & Coke at me.
“Cheers, bud” I said, after catching it and taking a massive swig.
We went up to his room with the entire carton of Bundy and lochy put it in his room-fridge to keep it nice and cold.
The temperature outside was around the 35 degree celcius mark, and the air-con at lochys’ house hadn’t yet been turned on for god knows why.
“Fuck it’s hot in here!” I said whilst taking off my shirt exposing my slightly tanned and hairless chest and navel.
I had a very nice slender body that I was quite proud of, that had a slight outline of a 6-pack.
It seems kinda’ wrong that my body almost turns me on, and that a complete identical copy of myself would make me hard in seconds but hey, my well chissled face, gray-blue eyes and long browny-blonde hair and 6.2-tall body seemed to resonate with some of the women.
I looked like a surfy person.
My name’s Daniel by the way, I completely forgot to mention that, but I’ll hardly be referring to myself in the 3rd person so I didn’t think it to be necessary.
Lochy was looking at me as I took my shirt off, I saw out of the corner of my eye and I hoped he liked what he saw, even though I was completely certain that he was 100% straight.
“Whoa dude, nice tan!” He exclaimed.
“Thanks, man. I guess living in Snob-Central has it’s benefits”
And with that Lochy thought it was time that he too would try to fiend off some of the heat by escaping from his shirt.
My eyes almost fell out of their sockets when I saw his body for the first time in 3 years…
He was slightly bulkier than me, but it was all muscle.
They wernt huge or anything, but they wern’t small either, they were… perfect.
His broad shoulders and huge chest narrowed down to his navel and waist which showed the beginnings of a ‘V’ down to the family jewels, His completely smooth olive skin was also mostly hairless and I noticed a slight shavers rash just above his boxer shorts where he’d obviously been shaving his pubes.
Nice.
We both downed our drinks and got stuck into a few more whilst talking about what had happened when I was away.
He seemed to talk a lot about the girls that went to school with us and how some of them had gotten pregnant and how he’d banged a lot of them.
And with that he asked how many girls I’d banged whilst in Perth.
“Uhh, not many man.”
“Awww cmon, a great looking dude like you would’ve been reeling them in, left right and center!” he said whilst casually looking me up and down.
“I’m not that good looking ya know, there’s far, FAR better looking guys out there, like you for example, your fuckin’ hot!” I said, making an emphasis on the word ‘fucking’
Lochy just did that smile which I learnt to love and simply said “You just cant see your body from where I’m looking” and with that he gave me a wink, grabbed another two cans of Bundy, threw one to me and headed towards the door.
“Cmon, lets go for a swim in the pool, it’s too hot to be sitting in my room” He said standing at the doorway.
I downed what remained of the bundy I had and opened the can that lochy gave me and made my way behind him out to his back yard.
His dogs happily greeted me with a few crotch and ass sniffs but I was paying far too much attention to what was unfolding before my eyes.
Lochy, was taking off his pants the reveal his boxers and dive-bombed into the pool.
I got hard again, but this time I couldnt just put my hand in my pocket and hold my cock down because I was supposed to be taking my pants off and getting into the pool, plus his dogs kept bumping it with their wet noses, sending very slight shivers of pleasure through my body which didn’t help the scenario at all.
“Cmon man, what are ya waiting for?” He called out standing in the pool.
Water was dripping from his wet hair down his face and chest.
“Bah! Your dogs keep bugging me, man”
Lochy called his dogs over to the side of the pool and gave them both a pat and scratches on their head.
This gave me the perfect opportunity to de-robe down to my boxers and jump into the pool with a low risk of him seeing my member, or the tent it had created.
Lochy swam over to me once I got into the pool and leaned against the tiled side of it, reaching for his can which he had placed there and took a few swigs.
“This is much better isnt it” he said inbetween swigs.
“Shit yeah! This is the life” I said whilst swigging away at mine.
We swam around for a bit and just casually chatting and occasionally getting out to grab more booze until the sun’s presence had begun to be less dominant of the sky.
The heat was still there, but at least the harsh sun wasn’t there.
We’d both been in the pool for a good 4 hours and had already drunken most of the carton of Bundy.
We were both pretty hammered by then.
As the sun disappeared and the mosquito’s made themselves known we decided to go back in and make some food.
“What do you feel like mang?” he asked me, slurring his words a little.
“Dunno mang, a sammich?”
“Fwhat?! I ain’t gonna make you no sammish! I ain’t no bitch of yours!” He exclaimed jokingly.
(This is in reference to women making the men sandwiches in the kitchen)
“Oh but you are my bitch, so bend over and take one for the team!” I yelled coming up behind him trying to hump his firm ass through our damp boxers.
Slightly pushing me back he said “Alright, calm down. I’ll make some Nachos okay?”
“Sure bud” I said after going around to the dining table which was situated right next to the kitchen in the same room, there I sat down and watch Lochy pour a packet of Doritos into a tray and smother them with grated cheese and salsa before putting it into the oven and setting the timer.
“Okay, while thats doing that, I’m going to go change into some less wet clothes”
and with that I was alone in the room with my delusions and drunken mind.
“I may as well do the same” I thought, and with that I went to the spare room where he had situated me and my belongings, closed the door and changed clothes into something clean and dry.
When I returned to the kitchen I was greeted with a wonderful scent of Nachos being freshly plucked from the oven and being placed onto the counter.
“Dinner’s served” a well dressed and clean Lochy said.
We grabbed some plates and evenly piled the Nachos onto our plates and made our way into the lounge room where Lochy put on a movie.
It was one that we had both seen together many times, but it was a good all-rounder that was there when you just wanted background noise or were too bored and couldnt think of anything else to do.
So there we sat, munching away and watching the starting credits appear and dissapear on the screen.
“So how many chicks HAVE you slept with in Perth?” He asked
“You’ve asked me that already, remember?”
“Yeah I know that, but you didn’t answer me”
“I said not alot”
I took a massive swig on Bundy, the buzz beginning to feel more prominent.
“That’s not an actual answer, you need to tell me a number!” Lochy exclaimed inbetween sips of his drink.
“Ive only screwed 2 chicks okay. You happy?” the emotionally filled response processed in lochys head, I could see the cogs turning and I could almost gurantee that he wouldnt believe it.
“Pfft! Thats bullshit, dude. As if you hadn’t had heaps of roots!”
I knew it! Even after all of these years I could still predict his reactions.
“I just never really got along with anyone…” I responded, “Most of the chicks at my school were snobby bitches and all the other chicks were really dirty and not my type.
“Fair enough” he responded.
Our conversation stopped abruptly there and we both drunk away at our drinks and watched some of the movie.
It wasn’t 10 minuets later when I remembered his comment in the car about his 8 1/2” cock, and with the thought of that unrealistic size I laughed a little.
Lochy turned his head, “What’s funny?”
I turned my head, I didnt realise that I’d laughed out loud.
“Huh? Oh, I was just thinking about what you said in the car, why would you make something up like that?”
I replied.
“Make what up?” Lochy tilted his head a little to one side, it looked kinda cute.
“Ya know, about the 8 1/2” Cock of yours”
“What about it?”
“As if its actually that big, I’m not an idiot, dude.”
Instantly, Lochy smiled that smile again, but didn’t reply, this was a response I hadn’t anticipated.
“Bullshit” I exclaimed. “I don’t believe it”
“Wanna see?” he asked looking excited.
My eyes flickered from his face to his crotch and back up quickly and my head begun reeling of the thought of seeing a monster cock like that.
I could feel my own cock start to stirr in my pants.
“Uhhh sure” I finally replied.
Lochy set his plate aside, downed the rest of his can and stood up, facing me. Still shirtless he undid his belth and dropped his pants and boxers to his feet in one swift motion, the sound of the metal belt hitting the ground made the whole thing real.
There, right infront of my drunken eyes stood a mostly flacid 5” cock dangling down.
I got cocky, and asked a question that I knew what his response would be.
“Pfft, thats not 8 and a half inches!”
“Well it’s not hard is it, dumbass!” he returned
“So then get hard and prove me wrong, coz as far as I can see, I’m looking at 5” and me being right”
I replied with a cocky smile, he moved right next to me and said.
“Then make it hard yourself! Cmon, Dan. You know you want to!”
Right next to my head was this wonderful smooth cock, dangling.
I put my plate aside, downed the rest of my drink and placed a hand on his shaft, Lochy closed his eyes and told me to keep going.
So I started to slowly move my hand up and down his shaft and watched right before my eyes, a cock of monstrous proportions grow.
“awww man, that feels really nice, why dont you give it a taste” He said looking down at me with a wink.
If I wasn’t drunk I would’ve been far too afraid to do this, but here, in his house, in this heat and with this magical booze.
I didnt give a fuck!
I moved his shaft to my lips and flicked my tongue over the tip of his cock.
“Oh my god, Dan. Please dont stop!”
I begun my hand movements again, whilst cupping his balls with my other hand and licking up the length of this wonderful piece of meat that was all mine.
I covered it with my saliva, making it all wet and shiny.
“Stop teasing man! Suck it, suck my cock,Dan!”
I loved this, I was in complete control, or so I thought.
Continuing my licking efforts on his meat I slowly moved my hand that was upping his bulls under his gooch and towards the rose of his ass.
Slowly circling my finger around the rose I heard lochy begin to moan with pleasure as I continued to tease his cock with my tongue.
I withdrew my hands and begun licking my way up his body, I placed my hands on either side of his hips to hold him still as I made my way up with my tongue.
“Dude….” he said inbetween deep breaths, his eyes were closed, concentrating on the probably new experiences that I was giving him with my tongue.
Reaching his nipples I bit and licked them all over, moving from one to the other, wasting no time to get him as horny as I possibly could.
After my nipple licking efforts I kissed and licked my way up his neck line to his jaw and stopped, staring him right in the face.
He noticed the sudden lack of pleasure and opened his eyes.
I slowly pulled his hips towards mine, and for the first time, our lips met.
I kept my eyes open to see how he would react, but to my surprise he closed them and probed my lips with his tongue.
I opened my mouth and our tongues danced in each other mouths for ages, I moved my hands, rubbing them up his 6-pack, feeling each sexy bump after sexy bump as they made their way to his chest where I begun pinching his nipples slightly.
He on the other hand, begun grabbing my ass and squeezing them hard.
His hard cock was pushing against my stomach and my cock was aching to be released from its dwelling inside my pants and boxers.
We broke out kiss, pushing our cocks against each other he asked, “So how big are you?”
“Well why don’t you go have a look for yourself and find out?” This time it was my turn to wink at him, and once again he smiled the beautiful smile that seemed to melt away at my heart.
Good god, was I falling in love with him?!
Lochy kissed me on the lips once more and begun his kissing and licking attack on my body as he made his way down.
My nipples received barely any attention compared to what I gave him, but it was my cock that really needed it.
I placed my hands on his head bracing for what was about to happen as he struggled to get my belt off.
He was more drunk than I thought.
After a few minuets and some excessive profanity later my belt was finally released and my pants were being lowered, I stepped out of them once they reached the floor.
Lochy gasped at the impressive meat, which was already as hard as a rock.
It stood straight out from my body and pointed directly inbetween his eyes.
Looking up at me I smiled and gave him a wink and wiggled my cock infront of him.
“Well?” I said seductively.
He looked at the meat and then back up at me.
“Whats the matter?” I asked.
“I uhh, I’ve never done this before”
“heh, don’t worry man, just dont use your teeth whatever the fuck you do, just dont scrape your teeth along me, or you’ll be a dead man” I said jokingly, I could tell that instantly he knew that I was somewhat gay, and he accepted it.
He wrapped his hand around the shaft and begun licking the tip of my cock like I had done to him earlier.
The feeling of his hand, of physical contact sent waves of electricity through my body.
“Ahhhh Lochy!” I let out with a moan.
Instead of being a tease like I was, he opened his mouth and begun slowly moving his head back and forth on my cock, going a little further each time until the head of my cock had hit the back of his throat, it instantly hit a gag reflex and he bit down a little whilst coughing.
“FUCKING OW!” I yelled thrusting backwards removing my cock with a pop as the head came out of his tightly sealed lips.
“Sorry man, I didn’t know that would happen…” he looked kinda upset that he had failed his first attempt.
“Look” I said, “lets go to your room, I’ll teach you a few things.
But first, lets get some more drinks!”
My idea had been just what we needed.
Some more alcohol was exactly what was needed to keep things rolling, I was fearing that Lochy might begin to sober up and have second thoughts.
“Fuck yeah!” he said getting up off the floor.
We made our way to the kitchen and I grabbed the last 6-pack that was in the fridge and then made my way to his room, Lochy, was behind me. And as I walked in front I could hear his cock slapping his theighs behind me as he walked, this tunred me on greatly! Also, I could tell that he was checking out my ass the whole time.
Once we reached his room, I threw him a cold bundy and downed mine instantly, then grabbed another.
I jumped onto the bed laying down, face up and spread my legs for him.
He looked at me and his cock twitched.
“See dan, I told you that your hot, your the only thats been able to make me hard, did you know that?”
I was shocked!
“What? Really?” I asked, confusion and happiness in my voice.
“You never knew? Almost everytime we hung out, I’d have to hide my boner because your so fucking hot! I wanted to fuck your brains out so many times!”
“Dude, I thought you were straight” I replied confused.
Lochy moved towards me and lay down ontop of me, holding himself up with his strong arms, but rubbing his crotch and cock flat against mine.
“I was hard at the airport when I picked you up, And I laid down on you like this because its my fantasy…” he replied.
I kissed him hard and passionately, I had never felt so in-love and so right with a man, ever! But this man, had completely won me over and from that moment I decided to please him however I could.
“Lochy, I love you!” I said inbetween kisses,
“Dude… I think… I think I love you too” he replied.
He broke off the kiss and moved straight down my body and back to my cock, and straight into his mouth it went.
This time, however he swallowed and plunged hard on it making it go right down his throat.
“Fuck! Dude! Keep that up and I’ll be filling you with cum!”
He stayed there to get adjusted to the meat that was invading his throat.
After a while he slowly begun to slide my cock in and out of his mouth and throat, the tightness was just amazing.
Faster and faster he picked up the pace, drool dribbled down my cock and around my balls making them wet and slick, me stopped deep throating me for a second to drool onto his finger and went right back onto deep throating me.
“ahhhhhhhh man, I dont know much I can take of this, ooooooooohhhhhh”
My moans of pure bliss filled the room (and probably the house) and I was getting close to shooting my seed all over the place!
Lochy lifted my torso up his hand and guided his newly drooled on finger to my hole, he rubbed it around the hole for a while and got the entrance slick and slender.
This sent me over the edge…
“OHHH FUCK DUDE!!! I’m CUMMMMMNG!!!!!! IM CUMMING!!!!’
He didnt know how to react, so he pulled out a little but left the head of my cock in his mouth as I begun to shoot my hot load inside of it.
He tried to swallow but the pressure built up too much and my cock ended up popping out of his mouth and I sent ribbons of cum right onto his face, his chest and torso.
My Orgasm subsided but cum was leaking out of the tip of my cock and down the side of my cock and all over my balls.
I had my head back, and was panting hard.
“That…. was….. incredible!”
Lochy licked the tip of my cock to clean it a little and gave me that amazing smile once more.
“did ya like the, sexy?”
Sexy… I thought to myself, he thinks I’m sexy!!!
I blushed hard at the comment and Lochy begun to move his body up mine.
We kissed passionately for a bit, and I tasted my own cum for the first time.
“What do you think of your own sex juice?” He asked.
“I think I could open up a business and sell the shit!” I replied jokingly.
“I could be your personal milker” and a wink followed that comment.
I blushed hard again, “What about you, with all the sugary stuff you gorge on all the time I bet you cum liquid sugar!”
Lochy stopped still for a second.
“I have an idea!” me looked at me in the eyes, kissed me again and left the room.
I heard the microwave in the kitchen being used and minuets later, Lochy returned.
My jaw dropped…..
Before me stood, a sexy, olvie-skinned man, with an 8 and a half inch cock that was covered, in chocolate!
And I LOVE, choclate!
“What do you think?” he asked.
“Come here, I want you now!”
he set aside a small cup that had some chocolate still in it, and he jumped onto the bed.
Placing his muscular legs either side of my chest I was presented with a chocolate-covered, Lochy-Cock.
Eagerly I opened my mouth to receive my prize, and I begun slurping away at his sweet, sweet pole.
Never had I ever thought of this, and never will I ever forget this.
Because he had melted it and applied it in the kitchen, by the time he got back to the room, the surface had already begun to harden a little, so the chocolate wouldnt just drip off, it would literally melt in your mouth!
I slurped happily at his cock, bobbing my head in and out at a steady rhythm.
“Shit man, I can feel you sucking my cock now that some of the chocolate has come off, awwwwww man, dont stop, go faster, faster babe!”
I was happy to oblige, sadly though, because of the position I was in, I couldnt get enough speed because I could only use my neck and head and not my whole body.
Lochy got fed up, grabbed my hair and begun pounding his meat deeper and deeper inside of me with each and every thrust.
“OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” he howled like a wild beast as his thrusts got more and more violent.
Being slightly more experienced than him, I could take a cock down my throat.
However, his cock is on a completely different level with most other men.
So I begun chocking and gagging…
This brought him more pleasure.
“Dude! I have an Idea!” he said and finally withdrew his massive love-stick out from my mouth.
The chocolate long gone, only a few lines remained
I gasped for air, breathing heavily once I could use my throat again.
I watched curiously as he got off the bed, grabbed the small cup that he placed on the side of it and returned his head to where my cock was.
I thought to myself, “ahh sweet, hes gonna suck a choccy-cock too”
but he just kissed my cock and lifted up my ass.
He poured a small amount of the still liquid chocolate right onto my ass-hole, it was pretty hot actually and some of it dribbled down my crack and finally stopped dribbeling once it reached under my balls where it sat there and hardened.
Understanding where he was going with this I planted my feet on the bed and held myself up with my hands and legs while Lochy lowered his mouth to my hole.
The extacy that I felt was indescribable!
Never has I ever felt someone give me a rim-job before, and it was one of the best feelings I had ever felt!
Instantly I moaned and groaned, high-pitched sounds manly sounds that couldve been mistaken for a slightly masculine womans.
“Holy shit Lochy, holy fuck. Oh my god oh my god! Fuck me Lochy, I want to feel your cock inside of me!!!”
His tongue had been lapping away the the chocolate flavoured hole and was probing it in and out of it as well, getting it perfectly lubed up for what was coming… a monster.
“LOCHY FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I squealed as his tongue penetrated my hole once more.
He finally let up, and slid his sexy body up my body again, resting my legs on either side of his shoulders.
“Hey there sexy, you ready?” he asked, giving me that drop-dead-sexy smile again.
I could feel his massive head touching the rose of my ass-hole.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and buryed my head into it as he begun to push his way into me.
“Yeeeaaaaaaarrrrrghhhhhhh!” I screamed in intense pain as his cock violated my hole, the girth of his monster was almost unbearable!
He stopped, leaned over to his bedside table drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube.
He pulled his cock out a little and drenched his cock and my hole in lube the help the process go a little… smoother. (heh heh, terrible pun)
“You ready sweetie?” he asked once more.
I nodded my head and anticipated the intense pain again.
But this time… nothing, there was no pain what so ever.
I waited a little longer but then I felt him bottoming out inside of me.
“Wait.. your all the way? That didnt hurt at all!” I said surprised
“This is numbing lube, I thought it might help. It only lasts for a few minuets”
he said with a wink, while the numbing effect of the lube was still working he begun to slide his huge slick cock in and out of my ass.
Everytime he would bottom out, I’d feel his balls slapping against my gooch.
5 minuets passed and he was thrusting in and out of me at a steady pace.
“You feeling anything dude?” Lochy asked.
Beads of sweat started forming on his body all over which added to the sex appeal of it.
I smiled and shook my head, getting bored with just laying there while Lochy was doing all the work I begun thrusting against him everytime he’d plunge his huge meat into me.
The slapping sound of his crotch hitting my ass was quite sexy and seemed to turn me on more.
I felt a sudden surge of electricity emanate from my ass, along with a sharp pain.
“owww” I said quietly, trying to hold it in.
“Is it still hurting dude?” Lochy seemed genuinly concerned that he actually stopped thrusting.
I wrapped my legs around his ass and pulled him into me, forcing his cock deep inside.
This time there was barely any pain. “Awwwwwwwwwwww” I moaned in pleasure.
Lochy acknowledged the moan with a hard and deep thrust.
“Awwwwwwwwwwwww, Lochy!” My breathing really begun to pick up.
“Fuck me harder Lochy, please!”
He begun grunting a little as he sped up, thrusting as hard as he could, creating loud slapping sounds.
The bed begun to shake and squeak and our moans got louder as we neared our orgasm.
The mixture of intense pleasure and the slight, sharp pain is indescribable, absolutely nothing you’d ever feel.
Lochy continued his hard thrusts, “Lochy, please cum inside me! Fill me with your hot cum” I moaned into his ear.
This sent him into a wild humping-rage, He went all out on my ass.
Slapping it and fucking it raw just like I’d begged,
“I’m gonna cum, babe. Get ready!” His voice was out of breath but I understood him anyway.
“fuck… this is it!!!!” he said and seconds later he thrust as hard as he could deep into my Raw ass.
I felt a sudden hot, full feeling deep in my intestines as his cock shot the biggest load he’s ever shot before.
Lochy grabbed my cock and frantically begun beating it up and down, his cock still deep inside my ass throbbing away, still pumping mountains of cum inside me, some of which had begun drooling out of my ass, around lochys cock, down my gooch and covered my cock, balls and belly.
“fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” I yelled as I was sent over the edge.
Lochys fast masturbation never stopped as my cock erupted shooting streams of hot, white cum inbetween us.
Our bellies and chest got covered in our cum, I finally stopped cumming and I managed to get my legs flat on the bed again.
Lochy collapsed ontop of me, the squishing sound of our cum was very sexy, yet kinda gross as they were combined by his sudden drop.
He rest his head next to mine and whispered into my ear.
“I fucking love you, Dan. And I want to do this with you forever”
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Double Date
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what happens when you grow
the story of two teens graduating school from different back grounds and showing up in a city for college.
The Neighbor’s Fire Hose
There are no underage persons in this story. In this account, which is based on fact, (I actually do wash my fire truck in he nude but have a tall row of trees blocking view from any neighbors), I am spied on by randy high school girls who want to get in on the action. After getting caught watching, they are invited to help and become fascinated with the “Fire Hose.”
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The Pact Chapter 2
The Pact
Chapter 2
Jack groaned, rolling over as he pressed the snooze button, silencing the alarm that had jarred him from his sleep. Opening his eyes, it took him a few minutes to process the time on the clock, 8:00.
“Shit.” Launching out of bed he quickly put on some clean clothes, grabbed a piece of gum, pens and paper, rushing to get out the door. “I’m going to be late, on the day for finals!”
Not even bothering himself with the elevator, he launched himself at the stairs, flying down to the ground floor before ramming himself through the door to the outside. Now at an all-out run, Jack raced down the sidewalks, not even trying to dodge the other pedestrians as he made his way to the business building. Before he knew it he was standing in front of the mighty pillars guarding the front entrance to his own personal hell. Not even stopping to consider how oddly fast he arrived here, Jack rocketed down the hall, accidentally knocking an unfortunate T.A. to the ground, scattering all the tests she had been carrying. As she yelled obscenities, Jack turned into the stairwell and sprinted up the stairs one flight, before running out into the next hall. After a few more turns he dived into his classroom, just before the professor began making her way to the door to shut it.
“Cutting it a little close are we Mr. Raleigh?” Dr. Carter needled. Dr. Renee Carter was perhaps one of the most brilliant and beautiful business minds in the Western Hemisphere, often hired by large corporations to make them more efficient and keep their costs more manageable. Her curly chocolate brown locks framed a face that looked as if it was chiseled out of marble by Michelangelo, both because of how beautiful, and pale, it was and because of her frigid exterior. Though her face was not her best feature by far, this would have to go to either her large C-cup breast or her delicious ass. Looking at her it would be easy to believe the rumors that she more than slept with over half her clientele.
As Jack took his seat rather sheepishly, Dr. Carter began to pass out the test, speaking as she did so, “As most of you know, I am a well-respected individual in the business world and teach a few of the upper level courses in the business college. Most of you have found it strange than, that I would also teach this beginning class. I have kept my reasons to myself for the semester, but as it draws to an end, I will now tell you. It is because I cannot trust anyone else but myself to do this job to my satisfaction, one of the main reasons why I probably would never make it with my own business in the real world. This class not only serves to weed out those who should not be here,” at this point Dr. Carter glared at a few individuals in the room, including Jack as she continued, “but also to identify those with some real potential to ensure those students get the mentoring and experience they need. You all know who you are. My decisions are pretty much final on who will be invited to take some of the elite invitation only business elective classes offered, but they are not set in stone. Surprise me. You may now begin your final.”
Letting Dr. Carter’s words sink in, Jack felt the crushing blow of failure descending upon him, settling into his gut like a stone. He knew he would never get to take those classes, hell, he probably is about to flunk out. With a sigh resembling that of a man on death row, Jack opened his test and blinked. And blinked again. He read the first question one more time to make sure he read it right and grinned. He actually knew it! He could remember studying it with Helen, and even when they learned it in class. Suddenly it felt like all that studying paid off, as everything seemed to click into place as he began to understand the material, breezing through the test as if it was just asking him to write his name. He remembered and could apply his knowledge to every question that was thrown at him. Before long, Jack finished the test, looking up to realize that only an hour had passed, and that he was the only one done. Quickly gathering all his materials together, Jack got to his feet and shuffled forward to Dr. Carter’s desk, who was surprised to see him.
“Decided to give up early did we?” She sneered.
“Nope, actually I finished the test, answering every question. I guess all my studying paid off!” Jack replied, a little too forced in his cheerfulness. He then turned around and strutted to the door, leaving behind his astonished professor.
As he left the business building, he decided to forgo his original Starbucks plan, instead pointing his feet in the direction of his dorm, hoping to share his exciting news with his friends. Setting a brisk pace, he began relishing in his excitement over his test growing more and more eager to tell his friends. It wasn’t until he was halfway home when he realized something was wrong. It wasn’t anything around him that was amiss, it was him! Jacks mind began a furious pace, rehashing the test over and over again, pondering how he could have possibly remembered all of that material as easy as if it was his address, when for the life of him, he could not remember it yesterday?
“Watch out!” someone yelled, jarring him from his thoughts as a snowball came rushing towards him.
Realizing it was too late to react, he grimaced and began turning his head away from the snowball, when he saw it suddenly change direction. Shocked at what he had just witnessed, Jack stood there slack jawed, not believing his eyes that the laws of physics were just broken.
“Why are you just standing there freak? It didn’t even come close to hitting you,” the same voice from before said. It belonged to a tall and well-built fellow, probably an athlete of some kind.
“Weren’t you the one that yelled ‘watch out’ to me?” Jack retorted.
“Well yeah,” the guy replied, “but I threw it in that direction?” The guy suddenly seemed stumped as to why he had yelled out then.
Jack took all of this in, and he knew somehow, that this event was related to how he aced his test. Leaving the guy still struggling to piece together what happened, Jack took off again towards his dorm, this time racing to get there. As he arrived at the entrance to his dorm hall, he saw Brenda sprinting toward him.
As she reached him, they entered the hall together and began speaking at the same time.
“I aced my test and somehow moved a snow ball with my mind.”
“I saw the future!”
“What? You saw into the future! Are you sure?”
“What?!? You aced your test? How?”
“That’s what you get from what I just said, my test? Way to be supportive Brenda.”
“I’m sorry, I guess I shouldn’t have acted so shocked. You moved a snowball with your mind?”
“Yea, it flew at me from nowhere and next thing I know it goes flying off in a whole new direction. You saw the future, what was it?”
“Well,” she began “It was right after I woke up. Everyone was still sleeping and I was going to go to the library to study. On my way there it was like a flash of light and sound went off in my head, and I saw someone was about to run by and make me spill my coffee. It happened a split second later, so I just thought I had a caffeine headache and that I just guessed he was going to bump into me, which is why I was able to not spill my mug. But on my way back from my final, it happened again, only this time I saw a car crash into a stop sign and a couple get out and argue. It happened a full minute later!”
“What did Helen get us into,” Jack wondered aloud as they opened the door to his dorm.
Luke and Helen were already there, discussing what had happened to themselves. As it turns out, Helen started hearing peoples thoughts while Luke accidentally teleported himself into a girls bathroom. He really wouldn’t have minded actually, if it wasn’t for the fact that he was then stuck in a stall, unsure how to get out while several girls hung out at the sink, needing to get to his final. Eventually, they left and he was able to make to the class on time.
“This is bizarre,” Brenda muttered. “Helen, what was that spell supposed to do exactly?”
“I’m not entirely sure, it didn’t really say. It was just the first one in the book, and the only one I could understand.”
“We need to find answers,” Luke reasoned “And get a handle on these powers fast.”
“What if we try getting into the symbol again?” Helen offered up.
“I guess it couldn’t hurt” Jack answered as he made his way to the symbol circle representing fire.
As all four got into the appropriate circles they stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do.
“Now what?” Jack eventually asked.
Helen stood there, thinking the exact same question as a thought nagged at the back of her head. Finally it reached her, almost whispering in her ear, put the book in the center. Hurriedly she got the spell book out and put it in the center symbol, waiting for something to happen. And happen it did.
The book flipped itself open and emitted a black vortex of mystical energy, stirring the air in the room. Smaller loose items began to fly around the dorm as the vortex got taller and wider. Eventually the tornado died down and in its place stood a woman. She was the most gorgeous naked woman any of them had ever seen, making both Luke’s and Jack’s cocks leap to attention, and even Helen’s and Brenda’s pussies began running like faucets, quickly soaking their underwear and jeans with their pussy juices. The woman’s legs seemed to run for miles, leading up to perfectly shaped ass that would make even a woman’s mouth water. On the other side was a clean shaven pussy, full, wet and begging for attention. Her flat stomach was perfectly toned, barely showing any signs of abs. Though few would spend much time examining her stomach as the real crown jewels were the mountains she carried for tits. Large DD breasts with quarter sized areolas winked at the group, her nipples jutting up from them, just begging to be sucked. Even though they were so big, they still seemed to compliment her slender body, which showed almost no sign of fat. Her face was sultry and inviting, with dark juicy lips begging to be kissed, and eyes the color of a clear ocean. Golden locks framed her perfect face, tumbling down past her shoulders on her tanned body. The group stood together in stunned silence, drinking in the sight before them. The mysterious woman grinned, pleased at the looks they were giving her. Finally she spoke in an American accent, with just a lilt from some foreign land coloring her voice.
“Hello, my name is Mahdeybelle. You are the ones that pledged yourselves to me, no?”
Jack could only nod his head, the others seemed to just do that as well.
“Wonderful! You must have many questions, and I have many answers! But I already know most of your questions so just listen, what you have experienced today is just a taste of the powers you could possess if you fully pledge yourself to me. The individual powers you possess now would get stronger, in addition to gaining some other powers and an enhanced body and intelligence. Luck would always seem to be on your side as you grow to be successful and lucky in whatever venture you undertake, within reasons of course. All you would have to do is follow my next instructions and fully pledge yourself to me.”
“What are you?” Luke somehow managed to get out.
Mahdeybelle smiled at him. “I am a being of extreme lust, somewhat between what you might call a demon and a god. A confusing concept for you, as they are at opposite ends of the spectrum, but I must make do with your limited vocabulary, in my usage, I mean by level of power that I possess, and how much I can bend the universe to my will.”
“What would we have to do if we pledged ourselves to you?” Brenda stammered.
Mahdeybelle beamed at her as well. “Spread my purpose. Basically you would have sex constantly (you would have the libido to do it) and do certain favors I may ask of you. Even though I can bend the universe to my will, I cannot enter it outside of these symbols, so I have you mortals do it for me. You will see both sides of me while carrying out my works, sex therapy as such, though rarely as I find it boring. I much rather like spreading mischief, you mortals are just so entertaining! Don’t worry, I cannot do anything bad to you if you have pledged yourselves to me, unless you are working to harm me, undermine me or still somehow incompetent with the abilities I give you. So are you in?”
Jack gulped, his mind racing, his heart beating, unsure of what to do. In some ways this felt wrong, but if it was a way to achieve his dreams, and have sex with his girlfriend and others constantly? Shakily, he nodded his head yes, glancing at the others, urging them to do the same. After a tense moment, everyone finally shook their heads yes.
“Wonderful!” Mahdeybelle exclaimed, clapping her hands. Suddenly they were all naked like her. “Now, to finish the pact, I will masturbate as you have sex in the way I tell you too. Today I will not fuck with you, but perhaps one day I will as a reward for good work. Jack and Helen, get into a sixty-nine position. Luke, begin fucking Brenda missionary style.”
Jack and Helen launched themselves at each other, still horny from the sight of Mahdeybelle. They latched their lips together as they began furiously making out, groaning as the rubbed against each other. Helens wet pussy was grinding against Jacks leg, leaking plenty of juices telling him she was just ready to be fucked. Jacks hands began cupping her small pert breasts, his fingers pulling at her nipples, causing Helen to moan into his mouth in pleasure. Finally they detached themselves from each other as Helen began making her way down to Jack’s throbbing cock. Quickly enough her mouth was hovering just above his dick, teasing him, her hands slowly caressing his engorged member and his nuts. Just when Jack couldn’t stand it any longer, Helen lazily put her mouth onto the head of his cock.
With a mighty groan, Jack tried stuffing more of his dick into her mouth as she used her tongue to swirl around the head of his throbbing member. Finally, Helen began slowly inching his cock into her mouth, before going back up, sucking as she did.
Jack reached over and gave Helen’s ass a quick slap before tugging onto it, so he would have easy access to her dripping cunt. He began kissing the point where her left leg connected to her body, slowly licking closer to her slit, before going around it on its sides. Helen began moaning onto his cock, making Jack give a slight groan of his own. Finally, Jack slowly licked her slit, moving from just under her clit to the bottom of her pussy. After a few times of that, he took his finger and collected some of the leaking juices of her slit before applying pressure to Helen’s clit. Again Helen began moaning onto Jack’s cock, making him groan in turn. Helen then shoved her sopping cunt onto Jack’s face, rubbing it against him and furiously sucking him off. Jack began shoving his tongue up her slit as he continued to play with Helen’s clit, rubbing in a furious circular motion. Her nectar began pouring even more than it had before, as jack began to force more of his cock into Helen’s throat, having her face fuck him as he became closer to coming, Helen began moaning more loudly on his cock, driving Jack closer to the edge as she began playing with his nuts. Finally they both came at the same time, Jack letting out a roar as he felt his seed gushing into Helen’s wanting mouth, who promptly swallowed it all. They collapsed, panting and watched as Luke began furiously pumping into Brenda, both of them wailing at the top of their lungs they climaxed together. At the same time, their mysterious voyeur was also climaxing, shoving a rather large dildo in and out of her sopping pussy at a furious rate.
“That was wonderful!” Mahdeybelle exclaimed as she made the dildo vanish. “But that was still only the beginning to what you all must do to pledge yourselves to me.”
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She liked to play dirty little games with me
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Our First Meeting part 2
This is the second part of my story. “Our First Meeting.” I got on bit of fed back from someone who was blunt and rude, and has not done and stories of there own. So I decided to do it anyway. I hope you like it, any fed back would be great.
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This is the story of what happened, after our family picnic at Pymatuning Lake. Being the last to leave, after cleaning up. Severe thunderstorms on our way home force me and my dad, to pull over and stay at a motel.
