I wrote this story for my own entertainment, but due to my girlfriend’s positive response to it, I’ve decided to post it here. Though it isn’t specified in the story itself, all characters are either eighteen, nineteen, or twenty years old. There are many scenes containing both gay and lesbian sex, so if this doesn’t interest you, I would warn you not to proceed. However, if you do continue, I hope that you enjoy.
Lots of crazy rape
Tentacles plus a kitty costume equals a purrfectly good time.
Further adventures of me and the family
This is my first post here but hopefully not my last. Please let me know what you think. Much of this came from a dream so I understand if it’s a little weird at times. The rest is my embellishment.
I awoke in a dark room. There was no need for my eyes to adjust to any sort of light at all. The room was cold with dampness in the air. My lungs ached as I breathed in the chilly air. My head throbbed as if I had a horrible hangover, which was entirely possible since I can’t remember much of the night before. I tried to raise my arm to rub my aching head when I realized my arms were chained down to what I can only assume was the large steel table I was laying on. My ankles were chained as well. A strap bound my head and waist. I was completely immobile. I was also completely naked! I called out for anyone to help me but was answered by silence. My entire body ached. “What the hell is happening to me”? I screamed out. Again, nothing but silence. Desperately trying to remember anything, I recalled going out with my colleagues the night before to celebrate a new account. I remember being introduced to Rebecca, a friend of my boss. We enjoyed a drink and danced. She went home and that’s all I can remember. One lousy drink, I must have been drugged. There is no other reasonable explanation for why I am here. Wherever “here” is?
Having no Idea of the time, I lay there helpless for what must have been several hours, drifting in and out of consciousness. The pain in my body and head would not allow me rest. Suddenly I heard a noise from behind me. I called out again. “Hello? Is someone there? Please help me!” There was no answer. A dim light came on followed by the slamming of a door. Footsteps became louder coming towards me. “Who the hell are you and what the fuck is going on?” I shouted.
“Hush!” , came a soft voice in a whisper.
“If you don’t want to be punished you will be quiet”
“Where am I and why am I here?” I demanded. “Let me go!”
“I cannot and will not”, the soft voice getting louder now. I could clearly tell now it was a woman.
“You have a purpose here and you will fulfill your purpose, get used to it, you will be here for a long time to come.”
“I’m here to give you medicine for the pain I’m quite sure you are feeling. If you anger me, I will not give you any relief and you will eventually get sick.” She said as a matter of fact.
“What is my purpose here?” I asked
“You will see soon enough, for now you will sleep and recover. I’ll be back in a few days and we will introduce you to your new life.”
“A few days…..? What the fuck am I supposed to do if I have to go to the bathroom or eat?” My voice was shaking now.
“You will be fed, not to worry about that. One of my assistants will make sure of that. I have to keep you healthy for your purpose here. As far as having to go to the bathroom, well you will just have to do it where you lay. A little humiliation will do you good as you are going to spend the rest of your days in humiliation anyway.”
“You expect me to lay in my own shit and piss?” “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
She told me that I would be cleaned appropriately when it suited her and when my purpose was to be served but until then I should think about how to be a good little boy and mind my manners the next time she came to visit. She tolerated my outbursts this time but that would never happen again. I would soon understand quite well what her punishment was if I spoke out of turn or defied her in any way.
“One last thing before I go.” She hissed.
“You are not to utter so much as a word to any of my assistants. If I found out that you have spoken to them while I’m away, your punishment will be truly agonizing.”
With that she left. I never saw her face.
The dim light was left on. It barely lit the corner of the room behind me. I could make out a few things that were hanging on the wall and as my eyes adjusted I could plainly see that this was a torture chamber and nothing more. A sharp chill ran down my spine and I started to whimper to myself. What the hell is happening to me and why I thought over and over? The medication took effect. I drifted off to sleep.
I awoke blindfolded. I was given only one chance to see my surroundings before the dark became a permanent fixture. For the next few days the assistance would come and go, feeding me, brushing my teeth, shaving my most private areas and medicating me. Whatever medication they were injecting me with was no pain killer. I felt no affects of it whatsoever. My curiosity was killing me, I wanted to speak. The thought of whatever punishment I would endure kept my mouth shut. They had been feeding me fruits and vegetables so as you can imagine, there was no holding my bowel movements. I was humiliated, but I had no choice. Finally after the fourth day an assistant came in to clean me. She attached a chain to the strap around my waist; I was hoisted up in the air so that I was literally bent over backwards. The pain of this was unbearable. It was only the beginning of the pain and humiliation for the day though.
Once she was satisfied that I was clean enough, she inserted some sort of phallic device into my ass and I felt a warm rush of liquid enter my body.
“You must hold it until I say.” She commanded.
“I can’t”, I said. “It’s already coming out!”
Before I could finish my cries, the liquid came rushing out of me with force.
“Now you’ve done it! I am telling the mistress you spoke and you will be dealt with swiftly!”
“I’m sorry!” I cried out.
“Just shut your fucking mouth and do as you are told!” She screamed.
She shoved the long phallic object back into my ass as if she were trying to stab me with it. I winced in pain and she laughed at me. “That’s nothing compared to what the mistress will do to you, you filthy little boy!!”
All at once I felt the warm rush of the liquid enter me again, as well as the freezing water of being sprayed down with a hose. Strange as it may seem, I was actually getting aroused. My mind thought differently but my cock was growing harder by the second and I could not hide it. I felt the crack of a belt and then it struck me without warning on my stomach. I had little time to realize the pain before the second strike found its mark. I screamed in pain and felt the immediate swelling in my cock and the burning pain in my balls. She broke out in laughter once more. “That’s what you get you filthy little boy!!” My arousal was cut quite short by the excruciating pain in my groin. After another hour of cleaning every nook and cranny of my entire body I was drugged again and left alone to cry myself to sleep.
I assume it was the next day, though I can’t be clear on the time, the mistress was back. Without any greeting she began scolding me for defying her orders and speaking. I opened my mouth to speak again but the memory of the belt to my cock was fresh from yesterday and I thought better of it. Once the verbal scolding was over, she began telling me what my punishment would be.
“It will be extreme, but you must learn to obey me”
I was hoisted into the air once again, this time it was my entire body. She began whipping me with a long leather whip that looked like it came straight from medieval times. 20 lashes in all came crashing down over my body. She seemed to enjoy it most when it hit my cock and balls. The louder my cries were the more she seemed to enjoy it. She called me names and spit on me. She grabbed my balls and squeezed tightly. I felt as though they would pop at any moment.
She leaned in and whispered to me…”Now I want you to thank me for giving you the pleasure of pain, you will do this every time I punish you.” “Are we clear?”
“Yes mistress, thank you.” I whispered back, trying to stifle my crying.
“Good, you are learning to obey. Now I will explain why you are here and what your purpose is. You will ask no questions and you will not disobey.”
She began to lay it all out. I was picked by her and her assistants because they were told I was a bit of a man whore and needed some discipline. That was all beside the point though. The main reason I was brought here was for their amusement. They all had one thing in common; they all wanted a man for a pet and slave to do whatever their hearts desired. I was informed that once I was properly trained and humiliated and subdued that I would be doing anything they asked without objection. This could be anything from cleaning the toilet they just shit in to pleasuring them sexually. It would take some time and some hard learned lessons but I would eventually submit to their every whim. There were 5 of them in the house so I would certainly be kept busy. I was told to forget about my old life, no one knew where I was and I would certainly never return. I was their property now.
The drugs I had been given were to boost my sexual drive for when they decided they needed pleasure. Since there were 5 of them, there may be times when I am told to satisfy more than one at any given time. Plus there would most likely be beatings during the sexual acts and they didn’t want me going limp on them. My mind raced dizzily at all of this. I used to have fantasies about being used this way by many women, now it was a reality and I’m not so sure I want this anymore.
“You’re first lesson will be in how to please me.” She said as she climbed onto the table and squatted over my face.
“Lick my asshole you nasty fuck!” I resisted but it was short lived. She grabbed my balls and began to squeeze. “Lick my asshole or you will finally know what true pain is!!” I began to lick feverishly and to my surprise it was quite clean and soft. There was no taste. I hear the door open and shut. Then I heard the clicking of a camera. Pictures were being taken of me in this horrible position. I began to enjoy licking her ass. I felt her pussy juices drip onto my neck and I flicked my tongue over her hot swollen pussy. She squeezed my balls again, this time harder. “I said my ass you stupid fuck! You will learn to obey!” With that she rose up and positioned herself over my face and began pissing on me. “Open wide and drink it!” With my balls still firmly in her grasp, I did as I was told. Drinking down the putrid piss made me vomit. This enraged the mistress. “You have disobeyed, you have not pleasured me as you were told to do and now you have puked everywhere, you are a worthless fuck!” She quickly grabbed some sort of device that looked like it could be a battery charger and stuck it between my legs. She attached one end with a clamp around my cock and the other one went painfully in my ass. With a flick of switch electricity shot through me like a bolt of lightning. I passed out from the intense pain.
I woke a short time later as I was being cleaned up by one of the assistants. The lights were much brighter than before and I they had lifted the table to an upright position on the wall; I could see the whole room. All of the assistants were there plus a couple of men that wore masks to hide their faces. They never spoke the entire night. I wondered a couple times if they were captive and “trained” as well.
“I guess you will have to learn the hard way to obey me?” She sneered.
“Lift him!” The men came over and removed all the chains only to replace them with different ones. Soon I was lifted in to the air just as immobile and vulnerable as before. My arms and legs spread wide and my head held upright, though my body was parallel to the floor. For what seemed like an hour, she had the men whip me until I thought I would pass out again. I think she could tell that I was fading when she ordered them to stop. I thought it was finally over until she pulled her skirt up and bent over in front of me and backed her ass into my face. She wiggled back and forth. I could smell the disgusting odor of shit. She had just gone to the bathroom and did not wipe. I felt myself begin to vomit again but fought hard to hold back. Once I gained my composure I was ordered to open my mouth. She strapped a device to my head that kept my mouth from closing. She walked to my side and gave me a hard slap on the face and then the ass.
“I think he is ready now.” She said to the others, who all began simultaneously removing their clothes. One of the women grabbed a chair and put it in front of me. She sat on it with her legs up and resting on my shoulders. She scooted herself up to my face and instructed me to lick her pussy and ass until she came. Under no circumstances was I to stop until I was told to do so. The punishment would be worse if I did. I did as I was told. Her pussy was sweet and in no time she gushed her cream on my face. I moved my tongue to her ass and began licking it as if it were the sweetest thing on earth. It definitely was tasty. Mixed with her cum it was like nothing I had tasted before. My cock grew stiff and soon I felt gentle lips around the head of it. Only for a moment as the mistress ordered it be stopped.
“This disobedient little fuck does not deserve pleasure yet!” She shouted.
I continued to eat the assistant’s pussy and ass as I was told. I felt a pair of hands caressing my ass and back, then a finger crudely invading my asshole. I winced in pain but continued my job at hand. The finger was removed and I felt some saliva tricking over my hole, then the finger was put back in. Once it was lubed the sensation was quite nice and I began to moan a little.
“You like having a man explore you like that?” she said. My body stiffened, I was in shock. “What the fuck?” I thought to myself. I kept my focus. Maybe what I think is going to happen next wont. Please don’t do this I thought, pleaaase!
“Do it!” She shouted.
The man spread my ass apart and in one motion rammed his cock into my ass. My body jerked but it was no use. I had thought that he was all the way in but then he continued to stuff himself deeper into me. I’m well endowed but holy shit this guy was massive! He was roughly 10 inches and was ramming it all inside me. I could feel his balls smacking mine. The mistress positioned herself under me and began sucking my cock as the man fucked my ass like an animal. He started to grunt as if he was going to cum, the mistress ordered him not to cum in my ass. He pulled out and got in front of me and shoved his cock in my mouth and down my throat. I gagged as he shot his hot spunk.
“Swallow it or you will pay slave!” She hissed. I had no choice; his cock was still in my mouth. They continued this abuse for nearly 3 hours before they relented. All but the mistress had gone now. She knelt before me and said “well?”
“Thank you mistress for giving me the pleasure of pain.” I said.
“Did you enjoy that?” She asked.
“No, mistress, I did not.
“Then as long as you behave this will never happen again and the only ass that will be fucked is mine by you. Understand?”
“Yes Mistress.”
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A classy girl becomes addicted to online, anonymous hookups.
This chapter mostly focuses on the character of Jade but the Sisters and Twins do make appearances.
Chapter 1: the starting point
I am 25 and I work for a company that does social researches: people behavior, response to a particular situation… During election times, we can conduct polls. 80% of our business comes from food brands: what does the consumer need? What are the flavor that he prefers?…
What I do in this company is quite simple: I collect data. I am not really found of my job but it does not bore me, I have a decent salary and most of the time my works hour are really correct. If I say most of the time it is because of the project I am working on. Basically, I have to look people sleeping. There is an atmosphere of mystery behind this project: we do not know who it is for or why. Rumors say that it is for a pharmaceutical company which does trial on a sleeping pill. Others say it is a test for different mattress.
The idea is quite simple: people have accepted to have a camera in their room for a year and to be taped sleeping. A bedroom is quite a private place so they have a remote control to shut down the camera for 3, 8 or 12 hours in a row. All people that have accepted this weird demand are single. So if there are two people (or more) in the room, the camera identify it thanks to heat control and shut down by itself, unless if someone working for my company (as myself) turn it on manually. But when we do that, every one of us has a personal code: if we are tempted to turn it on for the show down, big brother will know who did it. I think you understood it, everything is done to keep the privacy of the “subjects”. If things are not getting hot, we are expected to turn on the camera.
If I have accepted to work on this project is for several reasons. First of all, sometimes we have to watch people sleeping in direct. I am not a weird guy but this means night hours salary… I can also work at home (download the video and look at them on my personal computer). And most of all, I have a lot of free time. As I do not need to sleep a lot, I do not have to catch my night working hours. As I want to become an engineer, I work on my computer skills on my free time.
We are three to work on this project (as “data collector” of course). And we have agreed all together to always work on the same subjects. I consider myself as the lucky one. My luck is the subject of this story and she has a name: Amandine.
Amandine is a brunette single mother. As you can imagine, she is gorgeous. She is a petite brunette with what seems a killer body. If I say “seems” it is because I haven’t actually seen it, yet. And it is obvious that she does what she can to hide her assets from the camera. At the beginning.
During the first month, all of the subjects were obviously too aware of the camera. They were turning it off for any purpose, Amandine including. But as everyone was forgetting the presence of the Eye, she was obviously not. I cannot say why I have this feeling because like anyone, she was less and less bothered by the intruder. From the beginning, I had a particular interest on her, which is perfectly understandable: we all spend more time on what is interesting at our work and in mine, everything was the same except of the look of my subjects. On that topic, she had a better hand that anyone else among my subjects. But my interest on her increase when my feeling persist: she was (almost) always aware of the camera but she would act as she was forgetting it.
At the beginning, it was nothing; and maybe it really was nothing. A drawer left open. An untied bed. Her pajamas on a chair. And then it was the door of her bathroom not totally close, but not open enough to let me see her, or I could see her walking out of her bathroom only covered with her SERVIETTE because she had forgotten her clothes in her room. I find women dressed like that really sexy. As I was watching her the first day that this happened, I had quite a boner waking up in my pants. But nothing more happened.
One Sunday afternoon, I was at work, watching at my subjects on “direct” as Amandine walked into her room. She closed her door with the lock, something she did not do a lot. And open a drawer of her desk. Before I can see what she was looking for, she turned off the camera. For three hours. Most of the time, this means sex, or masturbation. And from my “knowledge” of her, this was not an exception. She never locked her door, and when she did she was turning off the camera for 3 hours. Every time. What was new in this pattern was the drawer. I had to review the scene several time to find what was really weird.
She comes in her room and locks her door. Normally, she would take the remote of the camera on her left, in its usual place, and turn it off, but here no. She walks through her room, passes her bed, straight for her desk and the drawer. She opens the drawer and the camera is shutting down. What I missed the first time was the remote of the camera on the side of her bed. When she passed it, she took the remote without me seeing it. It has been three months that I have watch her living in her room and I consider that I quietly know her. I have even witness several time her strange relationship with her daughter, but I will talk about that later. The remote is always at its place (close to the door when she is not in her room, and on the table beside her bed when she is in), never on the bed. Never. Except this time. I had to go back to the morning to see how the remote had ended on the side of the bed. She put it here when she put her shoes. Usually, she sits on her bed an put her shoes but this time, she knelt at the end of her bed to put her shoes. As she had the remote on her hand, she put it on the bed. One month earlier, I would not have notice it. But if there was one thing that I had learned from the project I was working on at this day, it was that habit was though, especially morning habits. You are not totally wake up so everything you do, you do it automatically. My findings were confirmed by two signs. The first one was the quick look to the camera when she had finished to put her shoes. It was a look, but too quick to be a “normal look”. She did not want to be seen looking at it. The second sign was the little smile she had when she automatically put her hand on her bed to pick up the remote but living it where it was. Again, I could have believed that she used her bed to stand up but it was too much coincidence at once…
So I waited; three hours.
When the camera turned on by itself, nothing unusual was on the screen. She was sleeping on her bed, dressed. I was expecting something, I do not know what but I was disappointed that everything was normal. If everything was normal, I may have been wrong on my reading of her behavior. I hate being wrong. So I look closely.
I have only one thing to say: Oh, my.
I first zoomed on her face. She was not sleeping. When you sleep, your eyes are moving by themselves, fast. Hers were not. I aimed a little lower and I looked at all her body, closely. I cannot say that I never was tempted to do that but I did not do it until that day. I liked what I see. Her bra was unfastened. She was wearing a shirt but obviously she had unfastened her bra at a point during these three hours. Her shirt had only three button on: I could see the color of her bra, black, and her belly button on a perfect belly. The button of her jeans was open, all of them but without discovering too much – just that her panties were matching. And at last, her legs were slightly opened. Obviously she had enjoyed the services of her hand.
I looked at her like that for fifteen minutes, with a raging hard on. She was not showing a lot but this was one of the hottest things I had ever seen on a screen. I was beginning to jerk off when she roll on her bed. Her left hand “naturally” went on her right breast and massaged it for three second, through the fabric of her clothes. Until that day, I was a little (just a little) ashamed of watching her more than my others subjects. That was why I did not acknowledge what I was seeing even to myself. But when her hand were rubbing her breast, one think was obvious: she had big breasts; too big for her little hands, perfect for a man hands.
I was so hypnotized during these three second that I almost missed something. A moment before, she was lying on her dildo. When I saw this, I came. For my defense, I had only two “women” (read “girls in their early twenties”) in my life and it had been quite a time since I had intercourse. At that time, I was horny, all the time.
This day, before leaving work, I uploaded the tapes on my computer. I watched again the video at home and what I saw was making me look forward to the next time. Just when she ended rubbing her breast, Amandine had opened her eyes, looked at the camera and smiled.
Fate had put me an exhibitionist in my “subject”: a hot one, and subtle too. What will she let me see next time?
As I have said earlier, Amandine and her daughter have a strange relationship. They like to tease each other. Do not get me wrong, I had never witnessed inappropriate behavior even though they were really close: they were spending a lot of their time in Amandine’s room. As they were mother and daughter, every time that the camera was automatically turned off (two heat source, remember?) when they were together, I would put it on right afterwards.
Amandine and her daughter are not alike. Amandine was a petite brunette with big breast and an firm body: long legs (given her body), a firm perfect ass, breasts I was craving for and glasses. Quite the caricature of a porn secretary you would say. Maybe but she had something more. She had character in her body. Her daughter was blonde and a (top?) model to be: tall, a cute ass, little breasts (she did not wear bras, for my enjoyment) and a perfect figure. From their conversations, I had learned that she was underage for five more months. I did not get her name thought.
As I said, no inappropriate behavior but a lot of teasing. They would compliment each other a lot on their sex appeal (no hypocrisies needed, believe me). And it was on a regular basis that I would hear conversation like this one (on both ways):
– Well, we should stop chatting. I have a shower to take.
– Yeah, me too. Who goes first?
– We both know that the second one will have cold water, huh?
– You’re right… You want to take a bath with me?
– Eeeh… stop tempting me, someday I will say yes
I think you understand.
During all these monthes of watching the mother, I learned one last thing on the daughter. She was not aware of the camera. Do not get overexcited. The daughter was not an indecent girl. But I managed to have a good peek of her legs. She was lying in bed with her mother, after their showers (consecutive showers, not the same one), in their bathrobe. To put it simple, the daughter teased her mother with her legs. Amandine was obviously not comfortable with this. But I think she thought that the camera was turned off. Someone had explained her that when there were two people (or more) in the room, there would not be any eavesdropping. She must have forgotten that if nothing would seemed to happened, I was able to turn it on. Something I was doing each time that she was with her daughter.
Time was passing by. I was improving my computer skills and Amandine was becoming each day naughtier with the camera. The second time she teased the camera was the next Sunday after the first one.
She walked into her room, locked her door, took the remote and put off her top, face to the door. She glanced at the camera over her shoulder, smiled and… black. When I saw this video, I was at home. For me, the message was clear: I would have a quick show every Sunday from now on. And I was right.
From this point, I volunteer for every work hours on Sundays. And I was right, every Sundays, I had my little show.
At first, she stopped “hiding” the dildo. She walked into her room, locked her door, went to the drawer, took the dildo, looked at the camera and black. The following Sunday, she took the dildo, wrapped it with her hand in a provocative way and black. The next time, she caressed it around five seconds while smiling at the camera. The next Sunday, she took off slowly her top at the door of her room and faced the camera. She was wearing a red bra. She slowly run a finger on her chest before reaching her dildo, caressing it while looking the camera and… black. Every time, it was not more than twenty seconds but I was expected this moment during all week. She did not miss one single Sunday. Soon, she began to kiss the dildo. Lick it. One day, she was on her bra with her jeans open, I could see her white tongue. While she was kissing and licking her dildo, for the first time she put her other hand in her pants and she began to massage her crotch. I knew at that moment that I should have turn down the camera myself: until now it was borderline, but this was a step were I had to put an end if I wanted to keep my job. Unfortunately I was on “direct” so I did not have any excuses. I wanted to make it stop but I could not help myself and I let her finish her show. She slowly caressed her skin with her dildo: from her chest, passing between her breast (the white bra was forcing her boobs to wrap it), on her belly to her panties. She looked at me and BLACK. I had never been that frustrated but the black on the screen (with a countdown: 02:58:46) made me come back to reality. I was screwed. If my boss was to check my work and find out that I did not turn it down, I was sure to lose my job.
Like I said, I like my job; and during this period I was LOVING it. I did what needed to be done: I put my computer skills on practice. At least, I decided to give it a try. It took me four hours but I was able to do it: I went into the hard drive and make it look like I stopped the camera for three hours at the proper time. Of course, when I found how to do it I make sure to have a copy of the “movie” before erasing it. I had missed my lovely Amandine after three hours of “rest” but I did not care. Nobody could find that I erased some video. The problem was that it was easy to realize that I cracked the program. I had to find an answer to that. I had all the evening and all night to do so.
I did so.
Monday morning, the first thing I did was to go to my boss office:
– Hi Pete, do you have a minute?
– Sure, what’s up?
– Well I have a confession to make…
– What did you do? at that point he seemed a little worried.
– You do know that I try to become what I would call a computer engineer, don’t you?
– Yes of course, everyone knows that. I, myself, think that is a great initiative. You drop out school to early and you have the capacities to have a better job.
– Thank you…
– Yeah. So, how about your confession?
– Well, I was a little bored at work yesterday all alone, watching mostly empty rooms and…
– And?
– Well, I would say that I practice my courses and I hacked our system.
– You did WHAT?
– Calm down please, this was really stupid, I know but I did nothing in it. In and out, that’s it.
– In and out?
– Yeah, in and out. You can check it if you want.
– Well, I will surely do so. We will do on with this discussion after. You can leave and go to work now.
I know, my excuse was not perfect. But sometimes, the biggest lies are the better… and I admit that I did not find anything better. I was hoping to be as good as I thought so regarding computers. In the end of the afternoon, Pete called me in his office. What we all like in Pete, it is his capacity to find opportunities everywhere. He explained to me that a technician had come all day and was confirming my story. In and out. No harm done. This was a relief, but what stunned me was his proposition: “Look, wouldn’t you become our local technician for minor issues. You will practice your skills and fix problems as bug when your team downloads a lot of videos at the same time. But you have to promise me that you will never “give it a try”. You touch the system only if you are sure of what you are doing. Is it OK with you?” Useless to say that it was.
Since that day, I knew that I could turn off a camera afterwards: I did know how to erase recordings without leaving evidence, and it would be normal to go in and out of the system. My mind was running with possibilities, possibilities with always Amandine at the center of it. To prevent any misunderstanding, I would not have to try to turn on a camera. I just could keep to myself what my subjects allowed me to watch.
I have to admit something. Every “show” that Amandine gave me was great and really hot, but none of them was close to the first one. And the last one. The last one is well ahead of the others. Before telling you this last one, I have to precise two things. The first one is that I had deleted all the show she gave me thanks to the free access to the system provided by Pete, my boss. And the second one was an improvement I made to the same system, again with the approval of Pete. I had put a 10 second countdown for every automatic shutting down of the camera. In ten seconds, it is rare that something happens. But was long enough for the watchers to know if they could keep on watching or not. Obviously, I had a personal purpose to this. I became addicting to watching Amanda, not only the Sundays but all of the week, and I hated the time lost when her daughter went into her room and I had to turn on the camera. These ten seconds were allowing me to watch her almost continually.
One Sunday, I was at work waiting for Amandine. For all these weeks, she had followed her schedule really regularly but this one time she was late. I was desperate: maybe she would not come? She did not have to come… maybe she got bored, or found a new game. After fifteen minutes of waiting, she walked into her room. Obviously, she had dressed up for me… in her daughter’s clothes: white tennis shoes, long black socks, a black skirt above her knees and a white shirt.
As hot as she was, I was shocked. I had never expected this, and she was taking a big step for this Sunday. I was mesmerized by her look when she walked toward the camera, in the drawer direction. Like I said, she was not like her daughter. Therefore, she was not fitting the clothes that she had on: the skirt had to be a little higher than how her daughter was wearing it and, most of all, the skirt was too tight for her breasts: the top three buttons were open but the breast was nonetheless pushing two hard nipples against the tissue. She was obviously turned on. As for myself, I had a boner of a lifetime.
She put the dildo out of its drawer and she began to hungrily suck it. She was finally sucking it in front of the camera! I was so excited that I almost cum in my pants without touching myself. As she was thrusting her dildo in her mouth with her right hand, the left one was aiming the remote to the camera. She was killing me with lust! She blinked at the camera and did not turn off the camera. She was beginning to moan.
She stopped sucking her toy, put it on the edge of her bed and came close to the camera. I mean really close. I was only seeing her mouth and then she said with a low sexy voice:
– I know you’re watching baby. The red dot is giving you away, you naughty boy. I am sure that you have realized that from the beginning to today, I have never cleaned my little friend. Trust me, the taste I have in my mouth right now is sweat and delicious.
That was it. I came in my pants, without touching myself. She just gave me the best orgasm of my life. Better than the two women I had been with. She had been better than them without touching me, just on a screen, with one sentence.
When I regained contact with reality, she was turning her back to the camera and bending down with straight legs. I could almost see her ass. Obviously, the “almost” was on purpose. I opened my pants with shaking hand and put my dick out. She had her panties around her ankles. After three strokes, I had my second orgasm. I was so mad at myself!
– I’m sure you are expecting to see a little more than usual, aren’t you? Weeell… you won’t. Do not be too disappointed, I am sure you will enjoy yourself.
She took her dildo and faced the camera. Her “friend” was moving by itself… it was motoring! This was becoming more than interesting: for the first time, she was talking to the camera and I was about to see her masturbate. She put her dildo under her skirt and after a long moan, her hands came out of her cunt empties.
Her left hand went cupping her breast while the right one immediately went back in her skirt, massaging her cunt. I had seen her a lot of time more undress that this day but sometimes clothes on are more sexy than off. Not always, but sometimes. She began to moan louder and louder.
– Mmmh… Ohh. Oh this feels so… much good. Fuck yeah, I love this vibration in my tight cunt. Oh my god, this is so hot to know that you are watching, I will definitely not last long. My hand is so wet… so wet. Look (she put her hand out of her skirt). Do you realize that it is you that make me that wet? Let me suck my hand clean for you, ok? Mmmmh… I taste so fucking good! Oh my god, it is already coming! I am going to cum! Do you hear me up there? I am about to cum! In just a few seconds. It will be so fucking great don’t you think? AAAahhh! But… mmh… but… fuck yeah… I won’t let you see it.
And quickly she reached her remote and put the button to turn down the camera. I was so angry at her for doing this to me! This second was one of the luckiest in my life. In her rush, she did not push hard enough the button to shut the camera off. My angriness was replaced by a feeling of victory… this was much more good than if she had let me watch! She would not overplay her role but would act natural. One second before she climax…
– I am going to take a showeeeh… Mom! What are you doing in my clothes?!
Her daughter entered the room in her bathrobe. Amandine had forgotten to lock her door. I did not know if I was overexcited or mad: it was clear that the daughter had put an end to the mother coming orgasm but meanwhile, I was watching a mother with a dildo in her cunt, extremely hot, trying to find an explanation for wearing her little baby clothes.
– Are you masturbating???
– NO!… I, hum… I was just… Oh, fuck… yeah I am.
Amandine finished her sentence with an inaudible voice, ashamed. She quickly put her hand under a skirt, and took it off holding a wet dildo.
– I am really sorry for this baby girl. Believe me. But if I did not do that I would have… hum… you know… in front of you and I could never…
– Cool toy mom! You should have shown it to me sooner. I would have enjoyed it!
Amandine and I were so surprised by this reaction that we did not notice that she had took a step toward her mother, standing really close to her.
– Let me see it?
Before Amandine could respond anything, her daughter took the dildo in her own hand.
– And it is moving by itself! Well, this is a real piece of high tech dildo you have it.
– Stop this, said Amandine with a low voice.
– You’re right. We should put it where it belongs.
In a blink of an eye, she push her mother on the bed and knelt between her legs. Not too fast, not too slow, she lifted the skirt and approached the dildo to her mother cunt. Unfortunately for me, I did not have a good angle: I was seeing the mother, her great cleavage, but the shirt was hiding what her daughter was doing to her.
– Oh dear, it is as if it was moving in by itself!
– Stop doing that! I… oh my god!
– You’re enjoying it, aren’t you?
– That’s not the point!
– I have to disagree on this.
As she was saying this sentence, she got up between her mother’s legs naked. My appreciation of her body earlier did not make her justice. She was not a top model to be. She was what you see in a top model, not the women with anorexia but a young woman that would not have to bushed faced to Marilyn, Angelina or any superstar. She had almost perfect breast (one cup larger would have been a dream come true) with pink little nipples, a flat stomach and a tiny blond line covering her most private part. She began moving her hips while fucking her mother with the dildo. Even though Amandine was protesting, her legs moved by themselves and wrapped her daughter torso. The bond girl begun to stroke her mother chest through the skirt. The moaning became louder.
This was finished with one last, fast and hart stroke from the dildo.
They were both lying on the bed, out of breath.
– Oh my god, what have we done?
– Nothing baby girl. Do you understand me? Nothing. You go take your bath and we never talk about this, ever.
As her daughter took her bathrobe and went to the bathroom. Amandine stayed on her bed.
I quickly turned off the camera. I did not want her to see the red dot and understand that I had seen everything. After that, I download the sequence on a CD and erased its existence on the system.
It was only as I was in bed this evening that all the possibilities that this video was offering me hit me. Regarding the law, Amandine had raped her daughter.
The experiment would last two more months. I had this time to come with a plan, and find Amandine’s address.
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I watched her walk up the walk-way toward the Hotel…she seemed nervous so I decided to meet her half way. A man meeting a woman half way, how un-male-like I thought…and smiled.
She didn’t see me at first so I said hello load enough for her to hear. It startled her…much to our mutual amusement.
“I’ll try again”, said:
“Hello Candice”.
“Hello”, she said, laughing at her nervousness.
We talked for maybe ten minutes outside about various things…one of which was the lovely flower-garden set between the walkways at this Hotel.
“Would you like to go inside”, I ask her.
“In a hurry are you”? She asked.
“No, I just thought I’d ask”, I said…Continuing I said—“would you prefer to sit outside for a bit and talk”?
“Yes”. She answered.
We sat outside continuing out discussion about gardening. I could see something was up so I ask her.
She told me her marriage was over and as of last week she’ a single woman. [She did not look happy to be single to me]
Looking away from me she continued;
How her husband had been having an affair for years with his secretary. That everyone knew and had conspired against her…hurting her most was the other casual fuckng he had done behind her back with her friends—all of them.
“As of this moment you are almost the only person I can trust…odd isn’t it”, she added.
I laughed. Inappropriately as it turned out…Candice’ face went pale…as if I’d just punched her in the stomach…, and what can only be described as disappointment made its appearance on her face. [Once again I error]
I stopped laughing:
“What’s wrong”?
“You’re laughing at me”, she replied.
“No…I’m laughing at the situation”. [That did nothing for my predicament]
“I think I’ll go Dave”.
“No…Stay…I’m sorry”, I said.
She looked at me with a forlorn look on her face. [Did I feel bad!]
“Common. Please stay, and let me try to recover from my poor judgement”.
She agreed, so we sat outside on a park bench…I gave her my best explanation…she accepted that along with my apology. [Lucky or what I thought to myself]
The tensions between us slowly abated and our normal comfort zone returned.
THE SITUATION:
About eight months back I was looking to buy something to live in …Candice is in real-estate and it just so happened I was driving by her office and popped in while she was there. She’ a -knockout so I was more than pleased to have her look after my interests.
—- I’d been married a few years before but my wife, ex, dumped me…basically my own fault.
I gained too much weight for her to deal with. In fairness she had given me plenty of time to get my shit together but I lost interest in-myself … MY father had died and my office job lent itself to an easy life style and a big gut. That was and I suppose still is my excuse for that period of my life.
Near the end of our marriage my mother got ill and I started spending allot of time over there…my brother and sister live out of town and probably are the happier for it. So my wife was alone with her fat slob of a husband always over at mommy’s…you get the picture.
My mother never saw my ex- therefore her guns were trained on me… daily barrages…fuck do mothers know where to shoot.
Your this, your that, lose weight, no wonder she lost interest in you, and on and on she’ go.
— I moved in with mom…she was sick for about two years. She was a real pain in the ass…, but I give her the credit for turning my life around.
By the last six months mom had worked me so hard I had lost 60 lbs…, or there bouts. Self preservation had me out walking, eventually some running, yard work…anything to get a break from her, without actually telling her-she was a pain in the ass. You get it; ‘MOM’.
I quit my office job and worked as a labourer, first in warehousing, then in construction.
Mom told me office work is for skirts; ‘get a man’s job you lazy bugger’, one of mom’ favourite words…beats the hell out some of the other things I have been called.
So between all that and pick-up sports I got into pretty good shape, best of my life…I even got a few dates with younger girls… I am past 30 and they were in their early 20’s. I had some good sex too, did I learn from those girls. Some young woman, wow!
Then one day mom died. I will always remember her saying each time I went out;
“If I die don’t use that as an excuse to you stay out past your curfew”. She’d laugh.
— ‘I love ya’ mom’, even if you’re not here I hear your words… and they stand me in good stead.
The— estate garnered us siblings about $150,000 each… the bro and sis took the money and ran…haven’t seen them since. Fucker’s anyway!
BACK TO CANDICE;
Like I said she’ in realty and was doing her job finding me a home. It took me about five months to find something I both liked and did not take all the money. Candice and I had several coffee’ together and a few drinks on a couple of evenings. We seem to get along.
I had a few dates during this period and was feeling very confident in myself… for one of the few times in my life. That fateful day came when it was sign the papers and take possession of the house.
I looked things over and noticed one small detail that was off. I pointed it out to her so we rescheduled for the following day. She would call me that evening to reschedule again… she did not say why but I assumed it was personnel… I knew from conversations with her that she was having some-trouble; I assumed with the husband. Difficult for me to believe from what I knew of Candice.
The rescheduling took me past the date I was to receive my furniture, Candice gave me permission to move in ahead of the possession date. It was the following Saturday before we sat down to finish up the paper-work.
She came over early ‘PM’. I had prepared a light lunch hoping she would stay; I was sad that this would be our last time together.
She said yes to the lunch… I think she picked up on my mood. She made herself comfortable and did not press the issue of signing the paperwork. Lunch took an hour plus.
I cleaned up when she went to the bathroom so the table was cleared and wiped clean when she came out. She seemed a little surprised.
I picked up the paper work and went thru it again…just making sure. Candice sat up-on the table with-her feet on the chair. No problem from my viewpoint. I have nice furniture and she made it look even better.
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Usually Candice dressed professionally. Business suit, heels, nylons…, usually black; a proper blouse or shirt, whatever chicks wear.
This day was a Saturday so she was casually dressed. Open toed heels, very fancy looking I thought. Deep ‘V’-d top, light brown in color… NO BRA! That got my attention; it looked like she had ‘C’ cup, and nice skin tone to boot. Hot damn…but I kept my cool. This was no small feat on this hot summer’s day.
Candice has blonde hair styled short, painted toe-nails and fingernails. You can tell she puts time into herself. All in all she is a babe and a very attractive one at that…
I am in over my depth with her that’s for sure, but you know guys, always hoping, lying, and scheming, whatever it takes to get a girl’s pants off.
Candice had a beautiful tan painted on her flawless skin…, and she wore these tights; white…, mid – calf in leg length and body hugging. It took some will power to not drool. I never realized how well put together she was.
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Back to my kitchen table;
Candice sat up on it; bare feet with shoes off or partially off, toes touching the chair with heels up, ankles crossed…breathe taking to be sure… AND me reading the documents I am to sign.
SHE was a vision, demure as hell really, and yet so fuckng sexy this woman.
— I could blame her for what followed of course; it’s the male thing to do.
I had just finished reading the documents. AND with my recent successes with woman, and my off beat sense of humour all contributing, I said;
“Only one thing left to do before I sign Candice”.
She looked at me, and smiled;
“What’s that”?
“Bed”!
Her jaw dropped and her face turn so red I almost laughed… eventually did. I could not keep a straight face for the life of me.
When she saw me struggling to hide a grin she came to me and hit me.
“You buggar”, she said.
Then I laughed, I shrugged my shoulders and moved my hands apologetically; but I had to laugh. I could not help it. She hit me again and deservedly so.
Thru all this I enjoyed the feel of her soft punches to my chest. I wanted to hug her so badly but I couldn’t of course. Instead I went to the table, sitting down I signed the papers. I was quite thrilled with myself.
I stood handing her the documents, still quite pleased with myself. We talked for a few minutes about the house and home sales in general. I thanked her for her service and said;
“I hope we can meet again sometime for a coffee or beer”, that is how I worded it.
Candice smiled and headed for the door. My heart sank.
She stopped, turning she said;
“You seemed pretty confident when you asked me to go to bed”?
“Comfortable would be the operative word Candice; [pause] I knew you would never say yes”.
“—and if I did”!
“I would be in shock, and nervous would be the operative word”, I answered.
[Suddenly feeling my world turn not as it should, but as Candice willed it to turn]
Candice looked straight into mine eyes, not flinching;
“Yes”!
I know what I hoped she was saying but I wasn’t sure…she might be just having fun with me after my cockiness. Turnabout is fair play.
The look on her face told me the look on my face made all this teasing worth it, from her perspective. I tried to respond but my mouth was dry. [How quickly a mouth goes dry]
I must have looked like a Guppy as tried to talk or something because she burst out laughing. I smiled at her and retrieved a bottle of water from the refrigerator. Man was I thirsty.
“Be careful what you ask for Dave”. She said, still enjoying herself at my expense. [God I love her laugh]
I quenched my thirst…or maybe I kept drinking water until I could find my way back into the conversation with some dignity. In either case; that brings me to this day, Candice and I meeting at a Hotel.
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THE PARK BENCH;
— Candice and I sat in this little grassy area; very well manicure; it acted as a mini-park in front of the Hotel. A couple of benches, some flowers, two large trees were the main inhabitants of this park.
We talked casually as we sat in this little park. I noticed this fellow coming toward us; he nodded…, so I returned his nod. He turned taking a few steps stopping; looking up at the POLICE sign on the –K.L. Library building he reversed course, and with a shrug an meek smile acknowledging his navigational error he walked off going about his day.
“Do you know him”? Candice asked.
“NO”, I said…just being polite.
“You’re always polite Dave, I’ve noticed that”.
“I have my moments “, I said.
“Don’t we all…, can we go inside now”.
“Sure”.
“Dave, can I borrow our coat, I should have worn a bra”.
I gave her my coat.
“Hi-beams”, she said.
“Gotcha”! I said.
She took my arm and we entered the Hotel going to the room I’d rented. It was a nice room I’d made sure of that. She removed my coat but I could see she was cold. I had boughten a new robe made of some kind of heavy material; I liked the way it looked.
“I bought this robe especially for this occasion”, I said…“Would you like to wear it to get warm”.
“Yes…but I gotta pee first”.
“Shall I order something to eat”? She said yes and I ordered what she wanted.
When she came out of the bathroom she was wearing my robe and carry-ing her clothes. Neatly folded… I liked that about Candice, she was a neat and tidy person.
“It looks better on you than it ever would on me”, I said.
“Thanks’ ”! She said. Continuing…“Would you like a preview of what awaits you under the robe”?
“No”!
“No”…. she asked?
“If your as beautiful as I think you are I won’t be able to put two complete sentences together for the rest of the night”.
She laughed…tightening the belt. She looked at me;
“Dave… [Pause]…can you give a woman an orgasm orally”?
“I have Candice…, you know there are no guarantees “.
“With me it will be…can we do that first”?
“Sure”, I said… I was about to continue when there was a knock at the door and our light supper arrived.
W e sat at the table; this suite had one…and ate our light supper. Coffee and bottled water for beverages… Our conversation went directly to sex…and therein lays a tail unto its own.
CANDICE’ MARRIAGE:
……………………………. She’d married this guy from work; Phil. They hit it off straight away she thought. He as good looking, so divine…she went for him head over heels. Her saving grace, if you don’t mind the pun, was her religion. Candice is Catholic and would not sleep around before the ring was on her finger.
Candice talks:
— “the first six months and maybe a little more were great Dave. He was attentive, loving. All a girl could ask for.
— Then the questions began, sexually. Can we try this, can we try that. I seemed like every week he had anew thing he wanted to do…some of which grossed me out.
— Anal was a big one with him almost from the start… I said no every time; not my thing Dave.
‘She winked at me’. [She knows she has a fantastic ass; not like I would mention it]
— WE were very popular and were out all the time it seemed. I noticed after awhile that MY husband would disappear for stretches of time leaving me to fend for myself with other people… I trusted him so it was no big deal at the time, ‘Duh…dumb Dora here’”.
[Candice stops for a minute to drink some water…I am having coffee]
Continuing;
“I wanted a child; he did not…interfered with his life he said. Had I known this I probably would not have married him…, good Catholic girl. This discussion happened about ‘a-year and a-half’ into our marriage.
So we struck a bargain. He would give me a child and in return I would let him bum fuck me. He wanted Anal right away. I said no, not until after the baby. I will be out of commission sexually anyway so why not then. He agreed reluctantly.
—- To cut it short, I lost the baby after six weeks….‘I cannot have children Dave’.
—- To quote my ex-friend Alice… ‘Your a failed MILF Candice’. I had to have that explained to me”.
[We paused again for a few minutes while she went pee]
I wondered if she would want to continue. She was upset about the baby business.
She stuck her head out of the bathroom and asked if I would order some wine;
—-“I need a drink Dave”.
[It was already in the suite so I poured]
When she finally did return to the table I could see she had been cry-ing. I ask if she wanted to continue;
“Yes…you told me about your failed marriage, I want to tell you about mine. Lay our cards on the table … and hope it goes well for us”.
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That was the first time she indicated an interest in me beyond friendship.
She said after the loss of the baby the mean time of her marriage began. She said allot of very hurt-full things were said to her by her husband and she learned to fire back. It got very nasty at times.
Then the unexpected… Her husband received a promotion at work and needed his wife to be a good corporate wife.
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Candice continues;
…”I told him, ‘I would be a good wife if he would be a good husband’.
—-I was a Trophy Wife from this point on in my marriage Dave. I would get dolled up and look fantastic. Phil would get loads of complements about his pretty wife. AND of course I would get some looks and hit-on occasionally. I played it well and Phil benefited.
—- The last two and a-half years of my marriage I was ‘THE’ Trophy Wife. WE never had sex and I was getting pretty horny…. but I am no slut so I managed it… I am Catholic so I do not masturbate…needless to say I was tempted sometimes to fuck someone. I was certain my husband was fucking someone.
—- I’d noticed more people getting involved in my having a ‘good time’. Ya know;
‘Hey Candice, can I get ya a drink? — Hey Candice did you hear this one? — He Candice… blah, blah, blah…’ “.
[Pause]
—-“the accidental touches became more frequent; and I drank more whether they were social or business gatherings. There is a straight line from the bar thru the glass in ones hand to the bedroom Dave, and I was on it.
—- I now take you to last year’s Xmas party. It was near midnight and yours truly was ‘well lubricated’; in both senses of the term. I went to pee and my friend, now ex-friend was in the bathroom. She saw what condition my condition was in as we talked.
I went pee and when I came out there was a man in the wash room along with my friend. I knew ‘whas-upp’ and tried to leave but they stopped me.
He was nice and actually wanted to let me go. My friend was not so easy and was pressuring me;
— ‘lift my dress- bend over- hold onto the sink—get fucked’.
‘It’ll do ya a world of good Candice’, she said.
I had no doubt she was right; ‘… but ‘tis isn’t m- wa-to do thin’s I t’ld her’. [Drunken slur]
Things suddenly got worse for me when my other friend at this party showed with her husband…he had been after me for years…so I knew I was in trouble now… fortunately the first man had a sense of decency and stepped in front of Milt, his name…
NOW they started arguing how to convince me to hike my dress up and let both men fuck me. The first man wanted to call it and let me go, Milt wanted to fuck me; my girl friends were not letting me go just yet…they wanted to try and convince me to let these guy’s fuck me.
‘I needed it’. They argued.
The cavalry came in the form of my friend and CEO of THE Company Bill Twills his wife Candy.
[Candice smiled at me]
Bill admonished both men telling them to get the hell out of the woman’s washroom. He stopped my girl friends from leaving. With his wife Candy guarding the door he weighed into them.
This is when I picked up on my girl friend’ fucking my husband. I was so drunk it went right through me like x-rays; only to show up as a negative in the morning, along with one hell of a hangover.
—- I stayed with Bill and Candy that night.
I never went back to my house, I was so humiliated Dave. Bill had my personnel belongings brought to their home, were I live today. They’ve been great, but that is another story.
[A long pause]
Bill helped me get a lawyer. They both offered their home and hearts to this badly damaged woman Dave… Thank God for my faith, I don’t think I could have made it without it.
Being Catholic I don’t believe in divorce; so it was a big problem for me. Thank God I found a modern thinking Priest to help through it.
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I’d listened to her story;
It was hard for me to fathom anyone treating her like that; to dishonour her that way, even insipiently, but to plan this whole scenario… I was steaming. To say my ire was raised would be an understatement. I wanted to kill the fucker.
She must have seen my facial expression change because I felt her hand touch mine. Candice’ ability to forgive her husband’ transgressions left me in awe. That ability is very much outside my domain.
“Don’t ruin the day over this Dave, what’s done is done, I’ve moved on”.
“There are times when I wish I was a ruthless bastard; a killer, this was one of those times”. I said to her.
“Then I’ll tell you something that will temper your anger.
— Phil was given a promotion as you already know. I was proud of him for that achievement. What I did not know until Bill took me in was that the board promoted him mostly to keep an eye on me. .. They knew all the details of Phil and his pack. Most of who worked for ‘Bardeen Corp.’, the company.
— ‘Bardeen Corp.’ has a policy were by any top executive must have a wife capable of handling herself at company sponsored social functions. Promoting Phil put me under their scrutiny. There is more Dave but enough for today, let’s go to bed.
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SHE HOPED UP ON THE BED standing in the middle of it, robe on. She had plenty of clearance for her head. Candice is 26 and 5’6”… a little associative help going on there.
“Come on”, she says.
Standing I began to take off my pants, looking at Candice instead of watching what I was doing; I tripped over my pants. Rather than brace myself I hopped thinking I would still get my pants off, just with a little clowning…
NOPE! Falling to the floor after bouncing of the end of the bed… I lay there on the carpet on my back. ‘Perhaps I should have taken my shoes off first’…I was thinking. A beautiful face with blonde hair draped about it appeared…, looking over the end of the bed.
Candice was on all fours peering down at me over the end of the bed. He mouth held a slight smile; but her eyes…they were sparkling…maybe even dancing as she began to laugh and laugh and laugh…, her head disappear but her laughter was filling room.
I like Candice’s laugh so I was enjoying listening to her. I waited for her to stop laughing but she didn’t…
I sat up, got on my knees, elbows on the bed, head in hand and watched her laugh…she rolled around on the bed holding her stomach she laughed so hard. It was something to watch a grown woman roll around laughing like a little kid.
Suddenly she leapt from the bed running into the bathroom. I heard the tinkle of her pee-ing…, still laughing…, although she was quieting.
I was happy I made her laugh, but I honestly did not think it was that funny…
‘… [pratfall one, stellar dude nothing]…’ I mused.
When she returned she told me that was the funniest thing she’d ever seen. She continued say-ing she needed to rest a minute; — “I’m exhausted from laughing so hard”.
[I got a hug… pratfall one, stellar dude one]… I amused.
I threw a cover over her…she still had on my robe…I wanted her to be warm.
I decided to go for a coffee while she rested; picking-up my keys I opened the door;
“Your coming back aren’t you”? She asked.
I turned, looking at her. I was beginning to see how deeply hurt she had been by that asshole.
“Yes, I’m coming back”!
Whilst I sat having my coffee I thought allot about Candice. It dawned on me that her exhaustion was at least partially due to stress; her laughing so hard being part comic relief.
AFTER-ALL; she was in a position she didn’t want to be in; namely in a Hotel room with a man she wasn’t married too.
The reason I went for a coffee was to spend time thinking of a solution to her needs; Sex and Honour. —— My solution, first sex, then her honour… I was so proud of myself. After-all, what other man would think of that… [I admit to a smile, even a smirk on my face, but nothing more]
I arrived back at the Hotel and quietly entered the room. She was lying on her side face away from the entrance, so I had no idea whether she was awake or asleep.
I went to the bathroom and undressed washing myself with a wash cloth and drying…adding a touch of hotel supplied Cologne.
Once again I quietly entered the room moving toward her. Leaning over the bed I saw her eyes were open.
“Hello Angel”.
She turned-over to face me and her eyes saw my nude body. It was cute how her eyes got so big…darting to and fro for a second or two.
“You’re…” That was all she managed.
I pulled back the cover and slipped under moving beside her, she started pulling away but I caught her…
“No were to run”. I said and winked.
She blushed.
“That is so sexy…you blushing”. I said. She blushed some more.
Feeling in complete control I said; “Let’s see what you’ve got”?
I wouldn’t have thought it possible but she got redder…with an added feature. Her eyes closed and she turned her head away.
“Were did the other Candice go”? I asked… [She just shook her head]
I moved to her hugging her close…she resisted a little but soon cozied up to me.
“Rest your head in my shoulder…we’ll wait for you to get comfortable”.
I held Candice, I was worried about her. How could she change from very-confident and sassy to a nervous-Nellie? Unless confident was an act.
AS I held this lovely creature my 5 ½ inches was poking her, or at least making itself known. Sometimes in life it’s the little things that make a difference.
I never felt Candice moving until I felt her fingers touch me. The ‘little fella’ responded accordingly. I heard a sigh or soft moan; I felt her moving she looked into mine eyes.
“Hi”! I said.
She did not respond except for a cute twist of her head and her continued exploration of my manhood with her fingers. Such delicate touches, it won’t break I thought, but it’s ok…let her enjoy it in her own way.
Candice kept her face buried in my shoulder…I could hear her breathing change. Touching her neck I asked her if I could touch her. [Being careful not to upset the balance of things]
—- She nodded yes.
Removing the cover and undo-ing the robes belt, I slipped a hand under the robe and found her nipples; each standing erect. We hadn’t even been properly introduced, but they were smartly at attention.
Candice’ head was blocking my view of her tits. I kissed Candice on her head ‘love-ing-ly’. Lifting my head slightly I could see her nipples… BEAUTIFUL!
With the robe open my gaze took in her tummy and panties…her tummy hollows before it rises at her pubic bone. Her ‘panty-covered-bone’ stands probably an inch above its surround.
She is wearing some fancy white panties with blue trim or lace. There are tiny little bows at each hip.
“I need to move if I am ‘gonna eat ya’ honey”, I say.
“Ok”! She answers.
Candice opens her legs; I lay between them ogling her panty covered pussy. The thin white fabric covering her pussy is pulled away from her lower stomach by the pubic bone, leaving a small fussy edge of hair peeking out past the leg openings of her panties.
HER hair is almost a sandy color, nearly invisible; yet the light reflects off those vellus like hairs; each one shimmering.
While ogling her I noticed the hair of her prominent pubic bone causes ripples in the cloth of her panties.
Looking down I see the flatness of her pussy. I eye her over and over…God, so lovely.
——————————————————— ALL hidden from my view by a veil of clothe. Her panties…
My face moves giving my nose a chance for a sniff; the fragrance of her appeals to me.
Looking beyond her mound I see those fancy bows near her hips. My hands move to them, lifting each as my fingers slip under her the waist band of her panties. I play with those bows for a moment…, moving my fingers; lifting…settling…lifting…, alternately…fascinated I am.
I move her panties down; Candice lifts her hips.
— Sliding those sexy panties off her hips I see for the first time the perfect pussy, too my tastes. I love a pussy with small lips; a pussy which does a shape 90 at the ‘mons pubis’ heading into the valley, the ‘clef of venus’- . I love a prominent bone. She’ perfect for me!
Candice’ pubic hair is soft and peachy, as in peach fuss. Light brown in colour, a thin covering; almost invisible between her legs.
A tuff of hair peeks out from her bum-hole…as if waving…, saving; ‘Hey, don’t for-get me’.
MY tongue touches her between her pussy and bum-hole. She stiffens…there is a gasp of sorts…
The tongue moves up along her slit, pressing inward as it goes…back and forth, up and down; deeping in its search. The hint of her vagina…wiggling my tongue… I lick her lips, she tastes so good.
Pressing my face in-tight; tongue fucking Candice…licking her little muscle, it’s as hard as a rock…the tip of my tongue pushing her tight little ring… [I think to myself, it’s like tongue fucking a Cheerio]
MY tongue pushes…pressures…she yields…swirling my tongue round ‘n round in her vaginal opening.
‘I hear a moan’.
The first action from her hips…the first pump…soon a second [a sigh], then a third.
HER hips moving…her intensity…her wetness…, her juices are all over-my-face…
—- ‘Candice groans’!
Candice opens her legs wider…that gorgeous pussy for me. I am in heaven!
I peek over her mound to look at her face but her head is such that all I can see is her throat…, it’s so pink…she’s glowing.
—- ————————– Like two proud surfers, I watch Candice’ nipples moving atop mountainous waves, with surf-boards of slightly coned areolas. The majesty, they’re a thing of beauty.
My appreciative staring at her nipples is interrupted;
UUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!
—- I hear a deep groan from Candice.
Lost in the moment, I return…eating her. Her thighs spread wide but still touching my cheeks…the beauty of which my peripheral vision does not miss. Perfection; this woman is perfect for me.
Her smell, her wetness, her tits, her mound… HER!
Candice, the woman I love;
… I’m so engrossed in eating her I growl like an animal;
‘GRRRRRRRRR’! … Unintentional, but I did.
I growl a second time and gnaw without actually biting. Eating her like a beast.
I hear a short squeal or scream— Her hips thrusting in silence— grinding into my face—a deep guttural sound coming from Candice, followed by her losing it.
Candice’ body arch’s off the bed…her body torques and slams back onto the bed. She twists, she stiffens…convulses…
—– UGH – UGH – UGH – UGH – UGH- UGH -UGH…
I loved her orgasm. [Although she nearly broke my fuck’n neck]
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Candice cuddles in my arms, a very appreciative woman. I was more than thrilled to eat her and told her so. Using delicate language I expounded on the wonders of her pussy.
She laughed, telling me she loved oral and wanted it again, and again… [I got a very big hug] She informed me she had had two or maybe three orgasm’ …, she was not sure they came so fast.
“You rocked my world Dave”!
[I never mentioned it of course but her ‘ex’ deserved some of the credit for being such an asshole…depriving the woman of sex]
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She wanted me as much as I wanted her…
Swimsuit model gets pounded by Big Dog
can Allie be saved?
If you want to know how my snooty sister-in-law Debbie got herself enslaved in the most insane bordello in the world; you can read her journey in the earlier chapters. If you don’t really care then jump straight in. Remember anyone can visit her there if your fantasies are worthy enough-just drop me a mail with your nasty requests. Finc
Two guys having fun in the shower
This is a fictional story based on one of my fantasies of being dominated by an African Tribesman.
My daughters BFF, Jaz, likes to watch porn too.
(Sex Therapist Confidential Story)
Ron……
__I hooked up with new girlfriend Ava. She was a professional licensed sex therapist. As time went by she told me how these women just need to get things off their mind and then she can get to any problems after that. I said: “I bet you have a lot of stories you could tell“. She said she couldn’t tell any of them because of legal confidentiality rules, like a priest will never reveal anything said in a confessional. No law can force him to.
I like to write porn stories, and it hounded me that all these stories were out there and couldn’t be told.
I came up with a idea. I said to Ava: How about I put a security camera in your office….just in case some bad person came in to harm or rob you?” She smiled at me and said: “Don’t tell me anymore, just install it. You handle the security in my office and the video recordings are your responsibility. Your hired“.
She already knew I owned a security camera business. The latest new cameras are undetectable to the human eye. They record video and sound. She also knew that I wrote porn stories and never used real names or places. That evening I had it all set up in an hour. Everything was remotely sent to my computer at home.
The next day I checked it and everything worked proper. After the first week, I was zipping thru the women talking when I saw something. A stunningly beautiful woman.
I had seen her before…..oh yes… I had installed a security system in her home recently. Her name was Julie. She began to talk quietly to Ava about a problem she had for a long time. She reminded Ava how it all started and how her urge never went away. She just tried to control it. Ava told her she was doing fine, but just to keep away from young teen guys and that would make it easier for her to handle it.
I wondered what her pushing urge was and had to do with young teen guys. She said a young boy had moved in next door now, and he was so sexy.
Ava advised her to ignore him and go on with her life. She said It was so hard to do that. He had come over and ask if he could do anything to earn some money. She said she tried not to invite him in but the words just came out. Now she was alone with him and she put her arm around him and started getting friendly.
“I could tell he liked me right away. I had on my robe and I watched his eyes look at my cleavage, many times. As you know, I get hot when young boys do that. I tried to find a reason to send him away, but he put his arm around my waist and said he thought I was very pretty.
I was a goner at that point. The words just came out of my mouth: “…a…Danny…a… you could earn some money but It must be kept…a….top secret always. Can you do that?” He smiled and said quietly “Sure”. My hand around him began to move up and down his back by itself it seemed. He started moving his hand up and down my waist. I was panting and leaned down and whispered: (“…I have a bad back….would you rub it for me maybe? I’ll pay you real good.”)
He turned to face me staring right at my cleavage. He was going to rub my back right while we stood there. He stepped in close to me and I felt his breath on my cleavage as he put both his hands around me and started to rub my back. My urge fighting was not there. I just plain wanted him so bad. He was getting turned on too as his breathing gave it away. My hands automatically pulled him tight to me.
When I felt a lump on the inside of my leg, I moaned quietly. I tried not to, but that feeling of his erection took away all my resistance. He was now rubbing my lower back just above my ass.
My shaky voice whispered and told him how good he was at massaging my back. Again the words just came out as I said in his ear: (“…I…think we …we better go in here incase anyone sees us.”) It was my favorite place to take a young man for my problem desire. I didn’t seem to care about anything else but to feel him and I together, in my dark closet with our bare skin touching. He was so sexy as I held his hand and led him into my secret hallway closet.
The front was just coats, but there was another door at the side. I led us back into it and closed that door and locked it. At last I had him in my special place. I turned on a tiny light. I had him put his arms around my waist. I took off his T-shirt and dropped my robe on the floor. I was naked now. I leaned over and pulled his shorts down and off. I pulled him in so he was touching my naked stomach. I whispered: (“…just feel my skin…feel anywhere you want to….it’s ok.”) He whispered: (“Anywhere?”) I said: (“Yes”.)
His hands went right for my tits. I loved the feeling of a young guy feeling an adult woman’s tits for the first time. There is no other feeling like it. They feel all around carefully and then the nipples. They feel them and twist them slightly. Next, they always have to suck on them. I pulled his warm face in tight and let him suck away, playing with my nipples with his tongue. I get chills on top of chills when they do that.
While he was doing that I was rubbing his naked back and feeling his smooth butt. I felt his erection grow on the inside of my leg. I felt that special wetness I get when this happens. His hand began to drift downward, feeling my stomach. He whispered: (“…you have warm skin. I like to feel it.”)
I told him he did to and to keep going. It was almost like he was sneaking his hand down to touch my pubic hair. I let him feel it all he wanted. He was very excited and breathing fast.
He stopped. He turned his head as if he heard something. He looked at me with a scared look and said: (“My dad’s home!”)
He quick put his shorts on and his shirt, he went out the door in a flash. He stopped. He said: (“..can I come back tomorrow?..”) I said: (“Yes”).
I put my robe on and went out and sat on my couch. I leaned my head back and tried to think of the advice you’ve given me but I was to hyper to think correctly.”
Ava……“Did you go masturbate then?”
“I tried not to but I had this throbbing in my vagina that I had to rub to stop it from throbbing, you’re a woman, you know what I mean, right?”
Ava…“Yes Julie, I know what you mean. How did you do the next day when he returned?”
“I thought about all the thing you’ve told me and I was all ready to send him away when he rang the door bell. There he stood smiling so cute at me. I just had to let him in. He had no shirt or shoes on. As soon as the door closed his arms were around me. I was a goner. He whispered: (“…can we go in that closet again?”)
Ava….
“At that point, what could put you back in control again?”
Julie…..
“I don’t know. I’ll have to try some things, I just wanted him so bad this time, my vagina was twitching inside. He led me into the closet all excited and there we were again. He took my robe off my shoulders and let it drop to the floor. He held me tight and went right to sucking on my tits. My arms went around him and I felt that warm body of his and I got that warm glow inside me.
His one hand went for my pubic hair to feel it. I parted my legs and let him play with my vagina. His finger went inside me and felt the wetness. He dropped to his knees and began to kiss my vagina. My poor legs were trembling as his little tongue licked my clit. This was my ultimate. I held his head and started moving my hips to work up a orgasm I knew was coming.
He held my legs and licked me so heavenly. I felt my orgasm coming and held his head tight. I squirmed and that glorious feeling shot thru my vagina. I almost lost my balance. That is what I craved so much. It’s hard to explain as I orgasmed several times.
He stood up and kissed my tits and then my neck. I felt his hardon on my leg. I wanted him to feel the pleasure I was feeling too. I dropped to my knees and felt his hardon. He now held my head and I just had to suck his cock.”
Ava…..
“What could you have done to stop yourself at this point, think about it, think back about how you could have stopped all this.”
Julie……
“You don’t understand. The excitement had taken me over. He was fucking my mouth and I was in a trance of enjoyment…more thrilling that anything in my life. I squeezed his butt cheeks and moaned. You see I wanted to feel his cum shoot in my mouth. I craved it and I was going to get it. He played with my hair and I heard him groan. I held his balls to feel the action. He held my head tight and his cum started shooting in. How can I describe it. Warm cum in my mouth made me orgasm in my vagina.
It’s the only thing that gives me that ultimate high I have to have. My hands felt his legs as he shot the last shots of cum in my mouth. His breathing and mine were awesome together. I held his hardon in my mouth as I swallowed every last drop. He jolted as I lick the end of his hardon. He panted for air and then he said: “I love you Julie, you make me feel so good.” I orgasmed again when he said that.
I’ll just have to find a way to keep young guys away from me to stop it.”
Ava……
“So to pinpoint this, your ultimate thrill is to have a young guy lick your vagina, and then you have oral sex with him. Correct?”
Julie said: “Oh Yes.”
“You have the right attitude Julie, I’m proud of your trying to control this. I’ll see you in two weeks. I have some pills that will help you.”
I stopped the playback and smiled. I thought…..who would ever guess this woman had this going on in her house. I went to work and decided not to discuss this with Ava about what I’d seen. She let me know she really didn’t want to know about anything I’d seen, but I could tell she was very curious.
This Julie was on my mind all day. She was so good looking and now so hot in the sex department. Then an idea hit me.
I should call and say there is a problem with her security system, and I need to come out and fix it. While I was there I could fix an undetectable camera in her secret closet and send the feed to my home computer.
———-
“Hi, I’m here to fix the security system.” She was so hot looking and in her usual robe. I fiddled with the main control and then told her I need to go up in the attic. I measured first to find the secret closet. I installed the pin hole camera and wired it in. It was hot up there and when I came down I took off my shirt and finished up. Here she came with a towel for me, and started right in rubbing me with it. She ask if I was thirsty. I said yes. She told me to wait in the hallway. She came back with some kind of mixed drink.
I gulped it down as she began to rub the towel on me again. I leaned forward on the wall and let her keep that up. That drink was strong and I hit me real good. I said: “Miss. …” She interrupted me and said: “Julie, just Julie.”
“You don’t know how good that feels on my sore back, ’Julie’,”. I felt her getting real close to my back. I could hear her heavy breathing and felt her breath on my neck. She said softly “ I have a sore back too, maybe we could …a…do…a mutual back massage on each other?”
The towel dropped to the floor as her bare hands took over rubbing on my back. She quietly moaned with pleasure. I slowly turned around and put my arms around her and started massaging her back. She already had her eyes closed and we got closer and closer together. She must have just put on an intoxicating perfume. It smelled so sexy and I was getting a hardon fast. She was panting and looked around. She said: “I think we better go in here in case some one walking by sees us.
There it was….her closet. She slowly walked us to it and opened the door. She moved us in and closed the door. Now her hands weren’t massaging my back, but feeling it very sexy like. I returned the favor and she pulled her pussy gently to me. She was out of breath as she reached for the hidden door knob. She whispered in my ear: (“…this is more private in here.”) In we went as she closed that door. She immediately dropped her robe. Even with the tiny light, I could see she was built nice. She moaned in my ear and her hand started down my short pants. She squeezed my hardon tight and gave out a big sigh. She worked my pants down and helped me take them off. She had me get on my knees and I knew what was next.
She pulled my mouth right into her wet pubic hair. Her weakness was to have a young guy lick her pussy. I was a little older but that didn’t seem to stop her at all. She was a tall woman, and I was shorter than her. She began to face fuck me real good and firm. I felt her body as she liked that and moaned as my hands felt her tits, ass and long legs. She fucked my tongue like it was a dick. Moaning and getting very hyper. She began to fast hump me as I sucked her clit hard. She said: “oh god….oh god“…and started to shake. She twitched and moaned as I guess she was having a climax on my tongue. Her pussy was gushing with juice as she leaned down and started kissing the top of my head. Her hands were trembling as he gasp for breath. She pulled me up and got on her knees. She quickly put my cock in her mouth…all the way in. I felt her wonderful tits as I was going to cum a big one. She began moans of pleasure as she jacked me and waited for ….
oh damn…I bucked as she dug her fingers into my butt cheeks. I shot big multi loads filling in her mouth. She whimpered, squirmed and swallowed as I kept pumping more in her. She sounded so satisfied as her moans told me. I ran my fingers thru her beautiful long hair as she gave out sexy pleasure moans, over and over again. This is what she craved so bad. It was the most intense hot blow job I’d ever had.
I got home and checked the camera I had set up in her secret closet. I backed the feed up in the chip. There is all was…. recorded. I could now relive that event forever.
I found a note in my pants pocket. It said: “Please check my security system any time you want.” – ’Julie’
Ava…..
Rules or no rules, I found myself wanting to know what Ron was up to. All he seemed to talked about was this Julie. My personal life was my own and I began to pry into Ron’s now sexual interest in Julie. With him naked in bed with me I found him eager to talk.
He told me everything.
Now I had to see that closet tape. The separation between my profession and my personal life was running together, and I found myself getting aroused by Ron’s venture. You hear women talk about many things they do, but this would be the first time to actually see it. To watch a young guy lick a woman and she having oral sex with him was to good to pass up. As a woman I had to deal with getting all aroused wanting to see my boyfriend having oral sex with her. He was so good at it on me, I wanted to see her reaction to that talented tongue of his.
I cozied up to Ron and said very sexy: “Ron…I want to see that closet recording. It’s kind of making me horny thinking about it.” How could he turn that down. Something that made his girlfriend horny? He headed for his laptop.
We snuggle together and watched the recording.
Her moans got to me. I had felt Ron’s tongue in me and I knew what she was feeling. We left the recording repeat itself as we had the most intense sex that night we’d ever had.
I ask him if he was going back? He was silent.
I said: “Oh Ron,….please do, these recordings are providing us with a great sex turn on. Did you know she has never had sex with an adult male before?, she just gets off on having oral sex with young guys. I would love to see her have full sex with a guy like you. That may snap her out of her obsession and go for regular adult guys“. Ron smiled. I had just given him my ’ok’ to go and have sex with Julie with the intent of helping her with her problem. I got on top of his naked body, I put my hands around his throat and said: “…You better not enjoy it!”…. we both smiled as I slipped his erection in my pussy. It was one glorious night continuing.
Ron…..
I called Julie to set a time to ’check out’ her security system. She let me in and we wasted no time. Our arms clamped around us and our tongues went wild. I had on coveralls and she had on a bright red robe. She pulled me in the closet fast as she was very hyper. We were naked in minutes as we never stopped kissing and feeling our bodies. I went down to lick her pussy to start.
She was already moaning and humping my face with her wet pussy. I felt her sweet tits as she felt my body. I stood up as she went down to suck on my hardon. I pushed her on her back and kissed her long legs. I slowly crawled on top of her. She tried to talk but was panting to much. I eased my hardon head in her some. Up came her legs and wide open. She managed to whisper: (“….I have dreamed…. about you….. being the first guy to have sex with….oh Ron…. I’m so excited …my heart might explode…I’ve wanted this with you so bad…”)
My hardon slipped right in but very tight. She liked it rough and pulled on my butt cheeks and her legs wrapped around me like a vise. She was finally getting with the right guy she was looking for.
Ava had told me she was waiting for just the ’right’ guy to have sex with but had to hang on to her young guy oral sex obsession. Now she could have both. What a wild fuck she was. She was noisy and let go with all she had. She locked me up tight in her grip and fucked hard. She kept saying: “Cum in me….cum in me now…oh yessss do it!” Her pussy squeezed my hardon so tight I had to cum.
It was like a bomb went off in both of us. She pulled my hair hard and shook. She bit her lips and then mine. I was in her world and loving it. I was her first climax and she didn’t want it to ever end. She kept fucking, shaking, squirming and lightly biting me.
She was the wildest girl I had ever fucked.
—–
“Hi, my name is Julie, I will be your camp counselor for any problems you boys may have. This is Ron, he is head of surveillance security. We’d just like to welcome you to…
“Camp Pussy Willow.”
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Thing begin to heat up . . . more
In the morning, when I woke up, I felt a sudden urge to pee. I got out of my bed and head out of my bedroom to my bathroom. As soon as I came to the toilet seat I found out my cock still had Monica’s lipstick all over it. My balls were too smeared with a couple of lines of that luscious red lipstick. I did what I came for, washed my face with a few hands of cold water and I tried to take a deep breath to replay what really happened last night. I was really happy because I did a thing that every teenage boy these days wants to do. I fucked a milf. Well, not really fucked in a physical term, it was more of an in-the-mind fuck. I knew I have to go shower myself, but then I felt really hungry so I decided I’m going to make myself a sandwich and some coffee first. That was the plan for a start of a brand new day.
As soon as I came to my kitchen, there was a note on my kitchen table. It wasn’t the note that really took my first sight I made when I entered the kitchen. It was the thing holding them. The note was in a bright orange stiletto. Right there on my table. I was very intrigued with this kind of an announcement. First thing I did I took a glance at my clock on the wall and it was already half past ten. I really slept like a baby. Then I heard a little music coming from outside. As I rushed to my window to see what is happening I stopped at my table just to take my message holder. As soon as I leaned over the window I realized my neighbor was already awake. She even took one speaker from her stereo and mounted it on her window. She was even playing some funky house and I was very pleased how my day started. I took the note from her shoe and there it wrote: “Hi! Thank you for last night… I would really like to make tonight’s show even better. If you agree, please come and lie on your chair like you did yesterday. And yeah, please take my heel with you…” Then she made a kiss on the bottom. A kiss full of sparkly gloss.
As I read the whole note again and again as if I have to learn it for my school recital, I came to my living room and the first thing I did I sat on my couch. Then I realized she left her tights on my couch. As I touched them my first thought was “Wouldn’t it be fine to try them on..? ”. I really had a big urge to do that. I’m no cross dresser but this is what I felt. I got up from my couch and started fondling with those tights. I pulled them right over my legs and as I pulled the upper part over my ass my dick started pumping.
– “Your ass looks much better in them than mine! ” She said from my window.
She scared the hell out of me so I really didn’t feel ashamed of my outfit. I didn’t know what to do, it was already too late to run.
– “I might do, but your legs really look much better wearing them don’t they..? ”
– “Well, if we gave you some heels…”
– “No, no, I don’t do that! ” I started defending. “This was just out of curiosity…”
– “I don’t mind baby, I don’t mind at all! Are you coming out..?”
– “Yeah! I have to take a shower first, I feel really dirty…”
– “Ok, but don’t come out to get a tan in those tights, wear something tight… or nothing…” she said as she turned around and went away. I went to have my so much waited shower and as I came to my bathroom I was still wearing her tights. They felt really good, as almost I’m wearing her on me. I turned around to see my ass in the mirror and she was right. My ass did look good in them. I laughed to my reflection in the mirror and took them off.
My shower felt so good. I could be under that stream of water for ever but I had something much better in my sight. As I got out of my shower I looked myself again in the mirror and I saw I don’t have to shave yet. I quickly went to my room to find something tight, the second option; not wearing anything was off course out of the question. As I went through my drawer I found a pair of black tight boxers. I haven’t wore them for a while because they were really too small. I decided to wear them. As I pulled them on with some more power than usual, I found out they were so tight that they stretched so much they became almost completely see-through.
– “Let’s see what does my slutty neighbor think about this?” I said as I went to my backyard.
There was already a glass of juice beside my chair. And I realized she pulled it a little closer to her part of the backyard. Probably to have even better view of the show that’s about to happen. I lied down and started putting my lotion on me. As soon as I was finished with rubbing the lotion, I lowered my sunglasses and started checking my sexy neighbor’s backyard.
I was out for some time and I started to question myself did I come too early or something. She wasn’t coming out so I tried to remember what she wrote on the note but as always I forgot about everything that was written. I turned my head to my side and I tried to get some rest than. After around fifteen minutes, I heard the music stopped. There was a moment of silence then I heard something that really lightened me. It was “Deja-vu” from Beyoncé and Jay-Z. I was always for a little bit of Deja-vu. She didn’t want all of our neighbors come to see the show so she turned the volume down but we could still hear it pretty clear. I was obviously some r’n’b – soul – hip-hop compilation of hers. Because she came out pretty soon waving her hips as she really enjoyed it. This time her basket was full. She wore some tight, low waist hot pants made out of a pair of jeans. They were cut under her ass so much you could see almost half of her ass. They looked more like some type of Brazilian bikini. I knew they were home made because she removed the whole waistline too. At front you could see the edge of her bush coming through her opened zipper and at her back her black thong fell out as she knelt to the floor. She was wearing a pair of black open toe heels that had some rivets mounted at her 5 inch + heel. She tied her tight T shirt right under her tits, and she was wearing no bra. You could see her nipples poking, trying to get out. She started pulling out all kinds of sexy lingerie in all colors of the spectrum. After she pulled out more than a dozen pairs of thongs and laced panties, she pulled as much bra’s. Then she hanged a lot of stockings with all kinds of patterns. This was a real show, and It was made all for me. Then she pulled out a black fishnet body suit. As she hanged it she went to see me.
– “Is everything ok baby..? Do you like what you see..? ”
– “I very much do, madam, please continue… ”
She blossomed as she heard my words. She turned around and made a step to the side with her left leg, so she was standing pretty wide. She than leaned all the way to her front her boobs touched her knees. The part of her pants that should cover the part through her ass to her pussy was nothing but a tiny strap of jeans barely keeping the front and the back end together. She same happened with her thong strap, she moved them aside with one hand and then pressed the other on her pussy. She didn’t even remove her hand but with a slight twist of her middle finger she slid it right in. She pulled it out and in again for a few times and I could really see how wet she was. Her long middle finger was soaking wet as she pulled it out. She turned around and went straight to the side of my chair, knelt down and asked me.
– “Do you want to taste my pussy honey..?”
– “I sure do madam!”
She than once again stuffed her middle finger to her pussy all the way till her palm was pressed on her outer lips. She then pulled it out and took it straight to my mouth. I sucked on the whole finger and the taste was delicious.
– “You look so hot in those pants boy!” she said as she looked at my bulge. “I’d fuck you so hard right now… but… there’s more I want to show you and try with you before that”
– “I agree madam…”
She went back to her basket and pulled out a pair of red, cut-out tights, than a pair of white ones and a pair of tiny fishnet leggings. The sun was almost at her part of the backyard so she just turned the drier a little more for me to see it better. She hanged all of her clothes in an order so I can see every little thing. Then she turned around and said: “Enjoy baby… until later… ”. I was very pleased with what was on my sight and I didn’t want to leave but the sun started to burn my skin and I had no sun lotion on me so I went in and took a shower again to cool down my skin. And my thoughts. As I was doing this, I left all of my doors opened… not much has passed and she was at my door, looking at me and licking her lips. I turned down the water and turned to face her. She was now in my bathroom, her back against the wall and legs spread wide. She had her right hand on her pussy and her left was coming all over her tits. I put some shower gel on my hand and started rubbing all over my chest and my stomach. As soon as my hand reached my dick she lowered her ass to the floor and started fondling her pussy harder. I stroked my cock slow so my kinky neighbor could enjoy every move I make. My dick was all foamy so my hand really felt like some girl’s soaking pussy. As I was doing it I was watching Monica and I noticed she started fucking her swollen pussy with her finger. She then lowered her other hand to her clit and she instantly rolled her eyes and then closed them. She opened her mouth wide and stood like that for a second, her hands still working hard around the epicenter of my lust. She than looked at me for the last time and started shaking. A hard orgasm went through her body as she mounted her second finger to her pussy. She didn’t move for some time than looked at me lustfully.
– “You make my pussy so horny boy… you’re making me crazy!” she said and turned around. She was out of my house as a lightning. I was still stroking my dick but had no show in front of me so it really wasn’t such a joy as if she was still right there. I turned around and finished my shower. I came to my room and there was a note on my bed. She must’ve did this before she came to my bathroom. She wrote: “Tonight, at 10 o’clock, come to my room, I’ll leave all of my doors and windows open… just for you… ”. “Ok, we’re moving the show to her apartment than…” I said to myself. I wasn’t liking the change of our position because I felt pretty confident at my apartment. I didn’t know how would I feel under her roof, on her territory, under her rules… but, I wasn’t missing this there was no chance!
It was around 3 pm and I just washed my dishes and the glasses from last night. We drank almost the whole bottle while performing our little shows for each other. I didn’t even notice our glasses being filled. So I took the other bottle she brought and I left it in my fridge so I don’t come empty handed tonight. I was just about to go and get ready and go out to buy her something when I heard a commotion in the next door apartment. I rushed to my window to hear better but all I could hear was a man and a woman fighting, I couldn’t find out whose voice it was. It kept going on and on so I finally gave up and I hoped it was not my sexy neighbor. But I was wrong. As soon as I had put on my t-shirt and my pants I heard a knock on my window.
– “I’m sorry baby, but we have a problem…” she whispered.
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A substitute teacher comes across some of his students at the playground one night, and he comes back disguised to attack.
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My instructions were simply to drive to a local country Park at 8pm and wait on a particular bench for him. He also told me what to wear, or rather not to wear. I had to put on training shorts, a button up short sleeve shirt and trainers, nothing else. He told me to shave my bottom and crotch and this time to fully shave my ass cheeks too.
It was the end of August and the nights were warm and still light when I got there. I parked up got out of the car and headed for the bench he had told me to head for. It was only about 5 minute walk from the car, down one of the many walkways that headed off through the woods towards the quarry. I’m sure it’s a busy place but by 8 o’clock there didn’t seem to be anyone around and I found the bench I was told to wait on no problem. I waited for maybe a couple of minutes and the suddenly heading towards me from the quarry was the guy, my new master.
He approached and sat down next to me, smiling as his hand brushed along the top of my thigh. So you came then, I’m glad, are you? Yes sir I am, I replied. Did you dress exactly as I asked, he asked as his eyes roamed down my body. Yes I did sir. Stand up, he ordered, I did, he turned me so my back was to him, he pulled my shorts down, exposing my bare, smooth arse. Good he said as he ran his hand over my smooth hairless cheeks, finally giving me a playful smack. Get dressed and come with me he said.
He walked back down the path towards the quarry, after only a few seconds he turned right and disappeared into the undergrowth. I followed, it wasn’t even a track, just a slight gap in the foliage as he pushed through it and walked on. After maybe 30 metres he stepped into a small clearing, only 5 metres square at most. He turned as he got to the middle of the clearing, a smile on his face he said so how do you like this place? I nodded and smiled as I took in the small clearing.
It was surrounded by trees and vegetation and there was no clear sight of the sky, just lots of overhanging branches. You ever been here before, he asked, no sir I replied. Good, this is a special place for some guys, many of them I know, some I don’t he said. Oh, I said not really sure what he meant, yes he said it’s a place where guys meet and play.
So did you like the fun we had this morning then he asked, I did yes sir I replied. Good boy, that’s what I want to hear, do you want to have some more fun now? he asked, yes sir I do I replied. With that he walked to the base of a tree and picked up a small bag, he opened it up and pulled out a video camera. He switched it on and pointed it at me, moving around, filming me. Take your shorts down boy he ordered! As he filmed me I put my thumbs into the elastic of my shorts and started to pull them down.
Slowly, he said, tease me with a striptease! He moved behind me, holding the camera close to me as I eased the shorts down over my bottom. I slid them down, bending forward a bit as I eased them over my cheeks. Good boy, slowly now, that’s it he said as a bit more of my smoothness was exposed to him and his camera. I felt my bottom slip out of my shorts, hold it there he said. He moved around to the front and told me to stand up straight. My shorts were just below my shaved pubic region, my cock base just visible to him. Ok, now very slowly slide them down boy he ordered. So I did just that and inched them down, slowly exposing more of my fattening cock shaft to him until I felt my head catch on the elastic and nearly pop out, then I stopped. Holding my shorts, my cock on the verge of popping out of them I stayed still, waiting for my master to tell me what to do next.
Good boy he said, now let go of your shorts and put your hands on your head. I did as he asked and released them and put my hands on top of my head, my shorts didn’t move, the elastic and the pressure of my hardened cock holding them in place. He backed off and took in my pose, my body stretching up my private parts almost totally on display for his pleasure. He walked around, filming all of me, getting very close and filming down my body into my shorts. Good boy, now leave your shorts there and pull your cock out for me, let me see you. I did it, pulling it out with my right hand before putting my hand back on my head. Oh yes, that’s very sexy he said.
Wriggle those shorts down now boy, don’t touch them with your hands, go on. He filmed me as I shook my bottom gently side to side, encouraging them to slip down my thighs quickly to the ground. That’s good he said, now unbutton your shirt for me and take it off, slowly boy! He said. My hands came down and I started at the bottom button, slowly undoing each one until the last one was undone before pulling the shirt back over my shoulders and letting it slip down my arms. Step out of your shorts and kick them away he said and I complied.
I was now naked except for my trainers, he was filming me, walking around me, his hand reaching for my body and touching me. I want you to slowly wank your cock for me now boy he said as he hold the camera at my crotch, pull back that foreskin of yours and wank yourself. I did it without hesitation, my cock was hard and tingling, urging contact, I wrapped my hand around the shaft and slowly drew back the skin, exposing the head to his eyes and lens before pushing forward, rolling the skin over the head, hiding it before it appeared again as I drew back once again. The feeling was great, I must have sighed because he laughed a little and asked if it felt good. Yes I replied a little dreamily and before I know it I felt a hard smack on my bottom. What did you say boy he said, yes sir I replied as I felt the heat from the slap.
He walked around behind me, his camera pointing at my stinging cheek. That’s what happens to bad boys ok, and worse so behave or you’ll feel a lot more of that he said even as his free hand began to gently stroke the sore cheek.
Stroking became squeezing and before long his fingers were moving between my cheeks, searching out my tight hole. As soon as he found it his fingers were rubbing and teasing my tightness, pushing a little, and swirling around it, playing with it and loosening it at the same time. I was wanking my cock faster now, enjoying the twin sensations as both my cock and ass were played with. Moments later I felt him push and my hot tight hole opened a little for his fingers to slide into me, my body adjusting slightly leaning forward and my legs opening more to ease his penetration.
How does that feel he whispered into my ear, as he slid his fingers in and out of my ass, amazing sir I replied. That’s good he said because I’m gonna give you more than just a couple of fingers before tonight’s over now stop wanking and put your hands on your knees boy. I did as I was told and reluctantly let go of my cock and rested my hands on my knees. I was now bent over quite a lot and he was still fingering my ass, fucking me quite roughly with his fingers. He was breathing fast now, suddenly he pulled out of me and reached for his trousers, pulling them down, exposing his own big fat hard cock. It’s time for you to become mine properly now boy, you’ve got me fucking excited and now I’m gonna have to breed you!
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Kelly sat in class day dreaming. Monday is such a drag she thought. English was such a shit class. Gym class was next and she would absolutely get out of that one. Mr. Nelson the gym teacher was a push over.
Her thoughts drifted to her little weekend outing. She was glad her little ploy had worked. Her little ski trip turned fuck session. She was also glad he had caught on to her game. These rich fucks, she though throw them a bit of ass and they will give you what ever you want. Next time he wants her he’s going to pay for it. She was well on her way to establishing herself in this new town. She was now Friends with the most popular girl in school and already having a sugar daddy. Kelly could be said to be rather enterprising for a fifteen year old.
The bell rang then and she grabbed her books and bolted for the door. She still had the whole day ahead of her. What a drag. At least it was gym, she would sneak out for a smoke, and then it would be lunch. She moved through the girls of her high school, clad in there uniforms laughing, talking, acting the way young girls do when they are together. Kelly hated being new, the dirty looks and the solitude but she knew it wouldn’t be long.
She turned down the hallway that led to the phys Ed department. She rushed to Mr. Nelson’s office hoping she’d catch him there. When she got to his door it was slightly ajar and she pushed it open and found Mr. Nelson rummaging through his drawers behind his desk.
“Sir” Kelly said “hi can I come in?”
“Sure, come on in” Kelly entered and made sure to close the door.
Mr. Nelson was in his mid forties balding and kind of chubby. He had nerdish qualities; maybe it was his thick glasses or his shy behavior. He eyed Kelly as she sat down on the chair before him. Mr. Nelson was what could be called a pervert of the first order. All the girls at St. Mary’s new it. All they did in gym class was stretch, play volleyball or swim. Kelly caught on to it right away.
“Sir I don’t feel well today, may I be excused from class?” Kelly said in her most innocent way.
“Young lady you have arrived at this school half way into the year and you have been here two weeks and have missed both my classes. What should I do? I have to grade you on something”. He said to her sternly.
Kelly turned her head away and pretended to ponder her answer. As she did this her legs open a crack to reviled her cute white panties for the fraction of a second. When she turned her head and say him eyeing her she knew she had him. She shifted in her seat and showed more of her thigh
“I’m sorry sir it just…… I’m shy about…..” She faked he discomfort well. “…. my body” She turned her head away to give her story some realism.
Mr. Nelson sort of froze. He’d fuck her right here. His wife was a fat mean cow; he hadn’t got laid in years. He was condoned to jerking off in the shower like he was a high school boy all over again.
“Kelly I can understand how you feel, puberty is a hard time for a girl but you have nothing to be shy about you are a lovely young lady.” He felt the surge in his loins as he thought of tearing into her teen cunt.
“You think so” she batted her eyes
“For sure your very lovely” He now had a semi from imaging her lips on his cock.
Kelly stood then and moved to behind his desk; she pretended not to see the bulge in his shorts.
“Thank you” she said as she turned around and sat on his lap, making sure to land her meaty butt on his bulge.
“Ahhhh what?” He was shocked.
“Mr. Nelson… what’s that in your pants” Kelly asked. She began to roll her hips on him massaging his rod.
He stood right then and Kelly fell to the floor on the ground before him, his cock was now eye level. Before he could protest she had pulled his shorts down and was stroking him off. Her free hand opening her top.
“Kelly stop this right now” he ordered because he had to but the second she had her lips on his shaft he knew the battle was lost.
She licked and sucked on his tiny shaft and balls. Stroking the whole time as fast as she could, she wanted to get this over with.
He looked down at her tits bulging out of the white bra she had on. He admired how they shook as she stroked him
She knew he was going to cum by his breathing. Wow it must have been so long for this poor sucker, she thought, it hasn’t even been a minute she’s been blowing him.
“Do want to cum on my tits” she asked as she stroked him she leaned back and thrust out her tits
“Yes … yes” he said practically drooling
“I want any A grade for the semester” she said to him “and you can cum on my tits”
”Ok…ok” he said but he had other plans.
He swatted her hand away to stroke himself off but placed his hand behind her head as he brought her forward he unloaded on her face. Her nose her lips her chin, it ran off onto he tits.
“that’s the cost of an A grade now get out” He said as he shook his last drops out on her.
She wiped herself off and buttoned her shirt and left in silence.
“Kelly” she heard a voice as she entered the hall. It was the secretary of the school.
“yes” Kelly answered hoping she got all the jizz off her face
“There’s a man here says he’s a friend of your fathers. He asked to speak with you. He says he’s from the marines.”
Kelly panicked she envisioned her father dead in a casket somewhere. But her father was in the navy. She calmed right back down as the both headed to the office. As they entered Kelly spotted the imposter. He was no friend of her father, less then 24 hours before he had been fucking her on the kitchen table of his chalet. She went along with the introduction and told them it was ok that she would be fine when he asked to speak to her along. They where lead to the interview room and Kelly closed the door.
He undid his fly and pulled out his meat then opened his money clip and placed a fifty on the desk beside him.
“blow”
Kelly grabbed the fifty and knelt before him taking his dick in her hands. That’s a dick she thought to herself.
“Get with it we don’t have much time.” He ordered.
She began for the second time that morning to suck and stroke some cock. His fat cock stretched her mouth. Her jaw was hurting from all the sucking she had done in the last hour. He tried to force her deeper onto his cock but she could not take more. He slapped her face with his cock and reached down to her tits for a quick groping and then slid his rod back into her warm mouth. She sucked him off and stroked quick.
He reached down and pulled her head back. He nailed her with his muck. He sprayed her entire face it ran off her chin on to her shirt.
He put himself back into his pants and handed her a handkerchief. He walked Out of the room as she cleaned her face off.
It had been a good morning, fifty bucks an A in gym class and two facials in ten minute.
“I’m such a whore” she said out loud…….
Kate opened the door to her parent’s house for the first time in weeks. Strangely it did not feel like home anymore. She entered with trepidation, sort of sneaking in. she knew her parents where on vacation in Greece yet still, her behavior puzzled her. She removed her shoes and headed to her bedroom in the basement. She grabbed a change of panties and headed for the shower.
As the warm water cascaded down on her she reflected upon the events of the past month. She realized how she was conflicted. She wanted to be free and she resented being owned, yet in another way she felt a sense of belonging, she felt cherished. Though she knew in a way she was not being respected by the two of them simply by the fact that they where three in this relationship, which conflicted with her monogamous upbringing. She also saw in this the fact that there was no respect to being had in her other flings she had had previously. They belonged to each other and that was her over whelming feeling. Yet still.
Her experience in her master’s house had brought about strong feelings for Sandra, which she knew. Yet what she struggled with was the fact that she was essentially feeling was love for a woman. This she found strange. Never had she even remotely felt anything like this for a woman. Just the mental image of Sandra sent a charge to her fuck hole.
Kate’s feelings towards her master had strangely softened over the last month. She easily would have killed him on the spot three weeks before. But know she was able to spend hours with him, in his grasp. There was a strange duality here for she saw him as her man and as her slaver. She was for sure not in love with him but she was for sure in love with his cock. She enjoyed his “hands on” style. She enjoyed being pushed to her limits.
Lisa had almost not noticed her sister’s shoes in the entrance when she had got home. She had been too involved in the details of Kelly story on how she had sucked off there gym teacher.
“Oh my god” Lisa yelled out “she’s here”
“What … who is” Kelly asked as she removed her jacket.
Lisa raced to the basement of the home and bolted into her sister’s room. Kate stood over her bed packing some of the things she would be bringing to her masters house.
She turned and smiled to greet her little sister. The two hugged excitedly and spoke a mile a minute.
Of course Lisa wanted to know where her sister had been and why she had not come home at all. These questions came unanswered as Kate did her best to deflect her little sister by asking her question.
Kelly arrived in the basement and entered the room.
“Hi, you must be Kate” Kelly asked
“Kelly this is Kate …Kate …this is Kelly” Lisa performed the introductions and continued in the blurred interrogation of her older sister.
Kelly on the other hand was very interested to meet the “other woman” so to speak. Kelly found her rather attractive. Admittedly she was jealous of Kate’s fantastic figure and dark hair. She doubted the Kate had any idea who she was or that they where sharing the same cock. She was sure that the two of them would be very interested to find out that that morning she had had his fat rod in her mouth or for that matter twenty four hours before she had had her tight little clam pounded by that fat cock.
Kelly thought she knew a lot more then she did. Neither of the teenage queens had any idea that Kate was in a three way relationship with another woman, or that in fact she had been kept in a cage for weeks fucked in all her holes pumped with cum pissed on and had been used in all imaginable ways…or at least she thought in all ways.
He sat in his Germany made luxury car across the street from the home of the two sisters he had grown rather fond of over the last month. He knew Kate was there, he had given her permission to go there. But Kate had no idea he had followed her the whole day. It was after all her first day out of his home in a month. Things had played out rather interestingly. He had never thought that he would come across the two teen girls, let alone have fucked them. He thought then of the weekend that was to come. A plan was beginning to form in his head as a bulge began to form in his pants.
The end game.
Everything was in motion. His plan had come together perfectly. The week had gone by without a hitch. This day would be a day for all of them to remember. It was a shame that he would not be a part of the festivities. But he would watch and have his dessert. He cruised down the highway, returning to his home from Lisa and Kate’s house. Kate and Sandra were packed and waiting for his arrival, thinking they were going to a friends chalet. Little did they know their true destination, a quiet farmhouse an hour away from any sign of life. They would have all the peace and quiet they would need.
Lisa and Kelly were gagged, bound and drugged and stuffed in the trunk of his car. Just the idea of that was enough to make him want to pull over and jerk off. When he arrived he rushed Kate and Sandra into the car and sped off to the destination. Sandra sat in the back seat and read. Kate sat next to him in the car and ran her hand through his hair as they drove.
Once comfortably on the highway he reached down and undid his fly. Kate smiled when she say this and proceeded to pull out his fuck stick. Kate stroked it gently. Sandra caught wind of the activities and leaned in for a better view. He reached up for Kate’s Head and brought her mouth to his rod. Soon he was sliding in and out of her throat, her mouth warm and wet, and his dick long and hard. What was the harm in popping one off before he got there? He enjoyed the sound of Kate gagging on his cock, the gasps of air she took as she came up for air. Sandra watched intently but was confined to the back seat. She felt the wetness in her panties. The fact that he had two teenage girls drugged and bound in the trunk made him that much more aroused. He forced Kate back down and kept his rod in her throat till he blew his load. Kate choked and gagged but was pleased to please her master. When she was done she cleaned him off and placed his rod back in his pants and lit a smoke. She needed a good fuck right then.
Soon they were driving on country roads and it was getting dark. After about a half hour of driving they stopped in front of what appeared to be a gated driveway. The gate opened electronically and he proceeded along the “driveway” for about ten minutes when they came upon a clearing. In the fading light the girls could make out an enormous mansion, well light and ultra well maintained. There was a lot of money here.
He brought the car to a halt in front of the steps and told the girls to stay in the car. He stepped out of the car and a man in a black suit appeared from the steps and was instructed by their master to take the car with the girls in it. The suited man proceeded to climb into the car and drive off with the girls.
The enormous front doors parted and a servant came to great him and led him to the main hall. As he entered the hall he saw all the members of his secret society rise to their feet and the hall went silent. All the men present where prominent and powerful men. All had kept slaves and had formed a union of sorts. It was rather simple there where thirty members and one member per month would have to set up an evening of events which involved his slaves.
He had prepared a night to remember.
“Master blue” thundered a voice from the end of the hall. All eyes turned to face an older man in his fifties who sat calmly in a large throne-like chair.
“Master Black” He replied equally calmly.
“I trust all is well and we will not be disappointed by the night’s events?” Master Black said rather pompously.
“You will find that there will be not disappointment on any ones part.” He replied as he looked around the room. These men knew little of each other but united once a month. It was forbidden to greet each other on the street or anywhere in public.
“Gentle men if you would like to proceed to the ceremonial hall so we may begin….”
The hall was dimly lit and cold. The room seemed to be made of stone. In the center of the room there was a twenty by twenty foot stone pit 10 feet deep. There were two sets of stairs that went down to the pit. On the opposite wall the there was a large wooden door that stood the full ten feet tall.
The men gathered around the pit and stood in silence as the wooden door opened. Into the light entered three women being led in by three servants for the women where gagged and bound and blindfolded and clad in black lingerie with knee high stockings and high heel shoes. The women where made to kneel in the center of the pit as the servants chained them by there collars to loops in the wall.
He came down to the side of his women. He removed Kate’s blind fold then Sandra’s then Kelly’s. They were gagged but when they saw where they were and who they where with the girls eyes pleaded with him to let them go. He knelt beside Sandra and Kate and said.
“For you my loves this is the final stage of your training. After this you will be free to leave me if you so desire or stay if you choose to.” He turned to Kelly then
“But for you my little whore this is only the beginning and you will be taught your place in the world as a cum receptacle.”
He stood back from them and gave his final words to them.
“Do as you are told and you will be alright, disobey and these men will show you no mercy. There would be punishment beyond your imagination.”
Kelly struggled to get away, to make it to safety which was ridiculous but her chains held her in the pit. The men smiled to each other as they thought of punishing her tiny holes. Kate and Sandra seemed to have kept their nerve a bit more yet still they where confused and bewildered to what was about to happen.
He prepared himself to address the audience. He took the time to look through the faces in the crowd and began to speak.
“My brothers you have before you an appetizing collection of fine young women to fulfill your lustful needs. If you notice amongst you now there are servants passing out a set of instructions and rules of engagement per say or a chronology if you prefer.”
Three servants mingled through the crowd handing out black sealed envelopes. The men opened their envelopes and smiled to each other as they read its contents.
Suddenly the wooden doors cracked open and there stood before them the final addition to his plan. Lisa stood bound and gagged. Black latex boots went to her knees with fishnet stockings that reached halfway up her thighs. She wore a black satin thong. She stood bare breasted before them. She wore a nipple clamp on each nipple that had a chain that went between the two. Her hands were bound behind her back by rope tight around her wrists and forearms, the knot completed at elbow height which put her in an awkward position that forced her luscious young tits outward. She had around her neck a choker with a leash that ran to the hand of the servant that led her to him. She had bright red gag ball in her mouth and a black scarf to arrest her sight.
The men eyed the gothic prom queen as she was forcefully led to the center of the pit.
“Gentlemen forgive me” He addressed the members of the elite club “Our little addition will not be part of the attractions this evening for her training has not even begun. She will be with me and will bear witness to the violation of her sister.”
The bile rose in Kate’s throat. She prayed to god to not turn and see her sister. When her eyes fell upon the bound and gagged figure behind her in the center of the pit tears began to pour from her face. She struggled to free herself to rescue her little sister but to no avail. She turned and eyed her master with a mix of pleading and hate. Her muffled please went unheard.
As he walked by Kate on his way to his new pet he passed and leaned down to her
“I will be the only man she will experience tonight I give you my word”
This was of little comfort coming from a man that kept women caged in his cellar. Kate looked to Sandra who had a mortified look on her face. Sandra’s eyes were fixed on her master. She knew deep down she would do what ever he told her to do, yet she was still scared. He gently caressed her face and told her that it would soon be over and to just bear with him.
With his pets leash in hand he climbed the stairs from the pit slowly for she was blind folded. Strangely she would not struggle with her leader. When they came to the top of the stairs, he turned to his allies and said “Gentlemen you may commence at will”
And commence they did. Some of the members of his club went straight done into the pit fully clothed others removed their shirts or pants or both. The voyeurs amongst them stood back to watch.
The girls tried vainly to get away before they were devoured by the drooling men. The scene was almost horrific as his brothers began to rip the clothes from off of their catches bodies, like lions feeding on their prey.
Around each woman there stood a half a dozen men or more each with their rods out and either slapping them in the face with their cocks or tit fucking them.
Kate was forced into doggy position on her hands and knees as one man tongued her tight ass. Another removed her gag ball and whispered to her the sweet horrors he would perform on her if she bites his cock, and then jammed it all the way to its base in her throat.
Kelly was already vomiting on the ground before her as a black man with an enormous cock face fucked violently.
Sandra was also being throated by an enormous rod, drool hanging from her chin and dropping onto her firm breasts. Soon all three of the girls had black mascara running down their faces and drool pouring all over their bodies as the men took turns fucking their throats.
He watched with pride as the men enjoyed his property. The view before him naturally led to him having an enormous bulge in his pants. His thoughts turned to his newest fuck hole. He quickly yanked on her leash and ordered her to kneel which she did not.
He repeated his command but this time he gave a tug on the chain that lead to the clamps on her nipples and she winced in pain and complied as quickly as she could. He undid his pants and pulled his throbbing hard rod out from his pants and began to rub it on her young face as he watched the action before him.
By now every hole and mouth and pair of tits, hands and even feet where being fucked rigorously. Kelly cried in agony as one man tried to force his dick into her snatch with one already in it. Tears poured down her face vomit in her hair. Two men waiting for their turn took turns spitting in her face.
Sandra who was also covered in her own drool was having her holes fucked franticly. Master thought she looked almost pleased with what was happening to her. She stroked the cocks around her with fervor. Some members of the group had whips and some feathers. One even had a candle for the wax that he poured over their bodies.
Kate was bounced around roughly between her group of slavers, being analized without mercy. She felt her guts be pushed around inside her body. When ever she could she would turn to see if her sister was safe, but someone would soon give her a slap in the face and stuff her mouth with dick and block her view.
Lisa remembered leaving school and then waking up in a barn, alone tied up and blindfolded. She had some strange ball shaped object in her mouth. She was cold and afraid and was definitely panicked. Then she was moved to another room where she heard a familiar voice. She also heard the voice of many others and wondered where she was. In her panicked state she hadn’t noticed the dull pain to her nipples till she felt them being yanked on then she was kneeling.
Master thought now would be the time to remove her blindfold. And he did. His cock was the first thing she saw as he rubbed her face with it. Then she saw his face. She froze. She was astonished to see someone like him before her.
“Tonight you will experience things that will forever change you. They will scare you and shake you to the core. The first thing you must understand is that you now belong to me. The sooner you realize this, the better. If you do not except this then what is happening behind you will be your future.” He then turned her whole body around to face the orgy before them.
Lisa went into shock. Tunnel vision, her heart rate sped up and her hair stood on its end. She would have fell face first if her new master was not holding her by the pony tail. Her sister, her best friend and some poor other girl she did not know where being decimated by group of men. The horror penetrated down to her soul. She saw the despair on there face despite the spit, drool and vomit that cover them. Their bodies covered in sweat. The tears poured down Lisa’s face as she watched what unfolded before her.
When the men had all had a turn on each one of their holes the fuck dolls where then placed on there knees and bunched up together so there faces were pressed together.
Lisa turned her head to look at her master as if to ask what was happening but soon her questions where answered as one after another the men fired of their cum onto the girls. Soon there was a thick slime that covered the fuck dolls bodies burning their eyes and running all over them.
Kelly could not help it, their face faces held together and cum pool all over them was too much for her. Her vomit covered Sandra’s face and hair hitting her with a splash. Sandra pulled away trying to wipe it off but was quickly shoved back to her place. The shame was unbearable for all of them. At least they thought, it was over now but they were soon proven wrong.
All the men tired from there efforts returned to there places outside the pit leaving the girls quivering and kneeling in a pool of cum. Lisa felt terrible for the poor girls but deep inside she was glad it was them and not her.
The fuck dolls dripping with cum and vomit dared not to move until the heard the sound that came from behind the wooden doors. With every heavy foot fall they heard, panic struck deeper in their hearts. When the wooden doors finally swung open the women scrambled to their feet to try and get away. For before them stood an enormous muscular and dark stallion being led in by a man that could have almost been equally as massive. The man tied the reigns of the male steed to a loop on the ground. The fuck dolls looked like a bunch of sick cats trying to get away from water, but it was futile but they did not stop trying.
One by one they were forced to kneel before the horse monstrous shaft by the menacing beast of a man who punished any disobedience with a crack of his horse whip on the tenderest of body parts. With a bit more coaxing from the wipe they were soon sucking and licking and stroking the huge putrid revolting dick.
Lisa could not believe her eyes. Could this get any sicker? She panicked when she heard his voice addressing her.
“Do you feel bad for your sister” he asked “the reason she does this is for you. Because she feels bad for you”
Lisa looked at him with a look of confusion.
He reached into his pocket and retrieved his phone which he fiddled with for a moment before holding it before her to see the video that it played. She watched as she saw what appeared to be some young girl with a big dick in her ass. Then the cock pulled out of the ass as cum began to leak out. Then the camera moved up to show the face of a passed out girl……. Her face.
Her heart skipped a beat and the blood drained from her face as she came to realize what she was watching. He relished ever second of her panic.
“You see my little whore, I’ve already cum in your ass and you did not even know I was there. I had equally as much fun with your mouth.” He said down to her
Lisa’s sobbing was renewed as she felt the shame of her violation. She felt dirty and cheap. She looked at his large hard dick that hung between them and wondered how it had ever fit into her tiny ass
“And now I will see to it that this time you know what is happening to you” she smiled
Before she could react he had turned her around to face the bestiality that was occurring before them and she was forced down till she lay on her belly. She felt him tear off her thong and kneel over her. He pulled he lovely little ass up to his rod and without hesitation drive his dick in all the way. Lisa saw stars and felt searing pain in her rectum her mind reeled from the pain but was quickly refocused by the second thrust. She yelled like she had never yelled before but they where all muffled by the ball in her mouth.
He plowed her from the first thrust as fast and as hard as he could. She would remember this forever. Her ass was so tight it hurt him as he nailed her violently. That would not stop him. He reached for a handful of her hair to pull. Her head snapped back with the force of his tug tears and mascara ran down her face, he spit into her face to add to the mess and the humiliation. Drool poured from mouth, her eyes glazed over as if she were day dreaming. He wanted her to be the here with him so he quickly flipped her on her back and pushed her ankles till they were behind her head. Again he stabbed her ass with his dick He knew he was going to cum soon…. She was so tight.
Some men gather around to watch Lisa’s eyes roll back in her head from her violation. Others continued to watch the sloppy whores sucking off the horse. Sandra had the horse in her throat as Kelly stroked its shaft. The taste of the steeds cock was revolting. Sandra threw up right then all over the horse dick and collapsed in disgust. Kelly was quickly forced to suck the puke covered horse cock by the man with the horse wipe. She gagged and choked but did not stop.
Kate knelt transfixed by the sight of her baby sister being raped. She would have done anything to have it be her instead. She remembered the pain of her initiation, the feelings of helplessness, and the shame. She winced at the thought.
The men around Lisa took turns spitting on her as he plowed her little ass roughly.
“Should I fuck that virgin pussy of yours” He asked her. Her eyes plead for him not to.
He wanted to fuck with her head before he came.
“Your right I’ll save your snatch for the horse”
The look of terror on her face made him cum instantly. He filled her ass with his come for the second time. Gulp after blast after gulp was fired into her cherry anus. She felt like his cum was rushing into her intestines. Cum leaked from her ass as he pulled out of her. He quickly disciplined her for this and said that she had to keep his cum in her and would have to ask for it to come out. It hurt terribly for her to clench but she did so any ways. Then to her horror the men that stood around her picked her up and carried her down into the pit. The placed her on her knees and forced her head down so she was in a doggy style position, her backside to the horse and the girls sucking it off.
Her new master appeared next to her with a smile on his lips, one eye on her one eye on the fuck dolls.
The enormous steed began to buck and whine, ready to blow his load. The beast of a man produced a bucket and gave it to Kate and ordered the girls to make the horse cum in the bucket. He gave them each a crack of the horse whip just to be sure. Kate held the bucket in front of the horses giant cock as Kelly and Sandra stroked together to get it off. The horse gave a final whine and thrust forward. The cum hit the bucket with a load splash and it shook the bucket in Kate’s hands. But she held it while gush after gush flew in to the receptacle. To the Lisa’s relief when the horse was done the man untied its reigns and led it back through the doors.
Kate knelt there with a gallon of horse spunk in a bucket wondering what would possibly happen next.
From behind his back there master produce a funnel. He smiled at the girls when they saw what he held. He leaned forward and spread Lisa’s Ass checks. By the time Lisa had turned her head to see what was happening the funnel has already in her ass. Her moans of protest rang loudly at the entry of the foreign object.
He walked to Kate to pull the bucket from her hand but she would not let him. He grabbed her nipple and twisted and pinched as hard as he could, she screamed and released the bucket. He walked back to Lisa and said
“If you spill one drop of this I will personally shove that horse’s dick into your virgin cunt”
She nodded, tears poured down her cheeks as he tilted the bucket and cum poured from the bucket to the funnel to her anal cavity. Kelly thought she was going to puke again. She could not believe what she was seeing. When he was done poring the liters of cum in her ass he tossed the bucket and looked at all those who where present.
“And for the final touch” He said as he reached for his dick and began to urinate into the funnel. By the time he was done the funnel was full of piss and would not drain anymore. The poor tortured girl’s anal cavity was full to the brim. When he was done he reached done and removed her gag ball so he could hear her complaints.
“Why are you doing this” she cried through a sore jaw. “Please let us go we won’t tell any one please….”
All he said was “stand”
She tried her best but could not. Her ass was too sore and her rectum was too full. He pulled her to her feet by her hair and paraded her around the pit for all eyes to see still clenching her hair in his fist.
Each step she took felt like she would shit herself. He slapped her ass hard every time a drop leaked out. The men where astonished by the display all of them had there hard on’s back and where stroking themselves. When he was done showing her off he made her kneel on the ground and wait as the Master took from his pocket three straws and handed them to the fuck dolls.
“Do I need to explain” Is all he said
One after the other the girls inserted their straws and began to gulp down the mix of cum and piss that was trapped in Lisa’s rectum.
“Oh my god this is so sick” Lisa said between sobs. “I hate you” she yelled as she cried.
Kelly again threw up all over herself and just sat there catatonic.
Sandra gagged and moaned her disgust
Kate sucked that straw with a vengeance doing her best to help her sister who herself was also vomiting.
The men began to come back down stairs and formed a circle around all of them still stroking themselves off. This time the four girls were forced to swallow each one of their loads one after another. Seven loads for each of the fuck dolls and nine for Lisa. Load after slimy load the girls guzzled down. By the time this was done all the girls were catatonic and in shock.
Then as per the instructions one after another, each man pissed on all four of the whores till the girls were soaked and shivering and covered head to toe. Their hair matted to there faces. Eyes burnt from piss and ego destroyed. The girl’s just laid in the pool of urine as the men left the pit and then the room. Soon the lights where out and the girls slept the night in a pond of piss cum and puke.
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It was in the stars to happen, after 24 years of being apart it had to at some point resurface. You certainly didn’t have something with a person for so many years and not expect to be together at some point again in your life. Every moment of my life had been leading me up to this event; the choices I made all led me down a path to him. Why did I wait so long? The last few weeks had been so dynamically charged that I ached every time I even heard his voice over the phone. We caught up over the phone and the computer until we could arrange a meeting, as we were 650 miles apart.
The weekend was arranged, driving to meet the love of my life, my mind went back to our teen years when we had spent so much time together, in and out of bed. Everything about the two of us had been hot, more than hot if that was possible. I thought about all the times we had been together including the first time. I had vowed that no matter what happened this weekend I wouldn’t let him have sex with me. Not yet anyway, he wanted me to marry him, so perhaps this time I would make him wait until the wedding if he asked again here in person. Pulling into the hotel, I was disappointed to know that he had beaten me there. I needed a few minutes to freshen up and to get myself together before I saw him for the first time in decades. I checked in at the desk, was given a key and made my way up the steps with my suitcase. I had to stop for a few seconds on the landing to determine if indeed I was doing the right thing. I had wanted to feel his arms around me, taste his mouth on mine just once more. I had vowed long ago when he left that had I been given the opportunity again I would never pass it up. My hand curled around the door knob as I pushed into the hotel hallway. Two rooms up on the right the door was ajar, it was my room. My heart lifted into my throat, I knew that he was behind the door. What was I going to do, when I pushed that door open my life was going to change. I looked down at myself, I wasn’t even close to the way I had been at 16, 17 and certainly not 18. Was he going to run screaming from the room? I knew the answer to that, it was no, he couldn’t care less that I had gained some weight, and was older looking. He was as well, but he had aged much more gracefully than me.
Taking a deep breath my hand touched the door, that I knew an hour ago he had just had his hand on it, maybe in the same place, this was erotic to me. Pushing open the door my eyes adjusted to the difference in the lighting, and there he was, sitting at the desk in the room. His head turned and his eyes met mine, he was on his feet faster than realized and he was standing in front of me. My eyes blurred with tears as my arms went around his neck and I buried my face in his hair and breathed in his cologne. He kissed my lips gently at first and then with more ferocity. He wiped away my tears and looked me in the eye and asked me to marry him. I said that I would and he kissed me yet again. We moved from standing in the door to the bed. We sat and talked and he kissed me several more times. I was smiling inside and could only think that I had the only man I had ever loved back in my life.
Moving closer on the bed he put his arms around me, and began to kiss me, I loved the feel of his soft lips on mine and his hot tongue exploring my mouth. He worked his way to my neck, he certainly remember that I loved to have my neck kissed. His hot lips began to nibble and suck at my neck, I could feel myself becoming aroused. His hand made its way to my breast as he stroked my hardening nipple through my shirt. My mind wheeled around and was unable to focus on any one thing. He was doing so many things to me at once, I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I was going to make him wait until we married. I could feel his hand moving into my shirt and into my bra, he moaned softly when his hand cupped my breast. He began to pull and pinch my nipples while he kissed me and sucked at my neck and my lips. I was responding with heavy breathing and moaning, I wasn’t able to control it. He pulled off my pants, and had slipped my shirt off. His hand reached my pussy, he whispered to me that I was very wet.
I didn’t want him to stop, I had never been so damn horny in my life all I could think about what him fucking me. He had taken his shirt off and slid his pants off. His cock was huge, as I had remembered it was, but I think I had forgotten how hard it would get. He was between my legs working his hands over my hot cunt. My pussy was slick and soft from being shaved for him. He rubbed gently over my pussy lips, and I knew that the wetness was starting to leak from within my pussy hole. He opened my lips and began to rub my clit with his thumb. It got hard quickly as he continued his rubbing over my clit. The hotness within me got hotter as I neared orgasm. His lips were on my breast sucking and biting, as he continued to rub at my clit, I could feel his hard cock pressing against my outer pussy lips. He pushed against me harder and harder until his dick popped inside of me. I gasped he was huge, and I had not had sex in a very long time, I felt the orgasm start inside my cunt as it racked through my body I began to shake. My thighs squeezed his body as the orgasm overtook my entire body.
His cock continued to slide in and out of my tight wet cunt as I came. He moaned again and whispered for me to cum again in my ear. He didn’t have to whisper it, I wanted to. I moved my hips up to meet his cock each time he shoved deep into me. The wetness was pouring out of my slit and down the crack of my ass as he held my legs open wide. I watched him intently as he began to move faster and harder as he fucked my wet little snatch. I could feel his hot balls slapping against my ass as his big cock ripped at my hole. I felt his hand on my clit again as he continued to fuck me, his thumb worked over my hard little pink clit. I began to rub at my nipples pinching them between my fingers as he watched me. The next orgasm hit me before I had a chance to know it was going to happen, my thighs began to shake as he fucked me. I could barely breathe as I came again and again. He pulled his cock out of my pussy it was dripping wet. He began to stroke it over my pussy, I watched his hand work back and forth over his cock. As he stroked between my legs, I began to rub my clit, holding my pussy open with my right hand I rubbed my clit with my left hand. I was nearing orgasm yet again when I felt his hard cock shoving into my tight little cunt. I could feel the ridge at the head of his cock shoving deeper and deeper into my pleasure spot. He fucked me slow, with long strokes as he pulled out each time he left just the head of his cock inside my tight pussy. I felt his cock explode inside me, as he moaned the heat and the strength of his hands on my hips pushed me over the edge again as I came, bucking my hips against his.
His body collapsed onto mine, as he kissed my lips resting his face against mine, I could feel his heart beating hard in his chest. I felt his dick withdraw from my pussy as he whispered in my ear I felt good. That weekend I fucked him in every opportunity that we had, in every imaginable position and place. I learned he had never had a girl cum as much as I did, and I confessed that I typically was good for one, not 10 or 20 every time we fucked. My waiting till the wedding certainly was busted, but at that moment I had the love of my life on top of me, what difference did it make.
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A free-form stream-of-consciousness slowly building good fuck
A night of disorder, dark passion, and insanity.
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