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Deep Crotch Mother – Chapter 2

I do not OWN this story. I’ve read it somewhere else and I’m posting it for all you good folks. This story contains religious and sexual scenes that you may not agree with, please DO NOT read this story if you are against any religious perversion thingies. This is a story of Marcella Plummer from the Church of Holy and Mysterious Revelation. I hope you enjoy it <3

Stripping For My Nephew

I slid my hands over my skinny toned stomach as I smoothly put my slinky black bra over my round D cup breasts. My nipples were still erect from my performance.
I slid on a white wool sweater and tied my silky blond hair into a loose bun.
I pulled out the last of the bills that were stuck in the waistline of my thong and organized them in a neat pile before putting them into my bag.
“How’s the crowd tonight Carly?”
“Not bad Stacy, a few horny businessmen but I’m afraid I milked them for everything they have hun.” I winked as I looked up at the familiar face of Stacy, a stripper who was about to start her nightly shift.
She laughed
“You would you whore!”
I laughed
“Don’t worry Stace, I’m thinking about retiring soon, I’m almost 27 now, it might be time for me to find a real job.”
“A real job? Carls you pull in more stripping then most women see in their lives!”
“hmm, you ARE right about that.” I giggled
She laughed
“Oh Carly, this job has gotten a lot less fun since you’ve taken the matinee shift, when you switching back?”
“Oh just a couple weeks more I think; My sister is going through a pretty ugly divorce, she asked me too take care of her kid for a couple of weeks while they get all their paperwork figured out.”
She replied
“Hmm, and your sister is alright with leaving her kid with a stripper.”
“I don’t know about a stripper, but she’s alright with leaving her son with his loving Aunt, which is what I am. I’ve always loved that kid as if he was my son; and my sister knows that” I explained
She smiled back, seemingly accepting my explanation. She continued
“Well it’s about show time, I gotta get going, come back ASAP I miss you, and by the way the tips are a lot better this time of night.” She laughed
“Alright bye Stace.”
She walked past me and towards the stage. I put on a comfortable pair of jeans as I heard an emphatic cheer coming from the drunks in the audience.
One of the bouncers accompanied me past some “over enthused fans” and walked me to my Chrysler 300.
“Have a goodnight Carls.”
“Thanks Steve, you too.”
I drove off into the night and made my way home.
I pulled into my driveway. I reached into the car drawer and sprayed myself with some perfume in an attempt to get the smell of smoke and liquor out of my clothes.
I opened the door.
“Tyler I’m home hun”
“Oh hey Auntie.” He yelled from upstairs
“Tsk tsk, so you’ve gotten too old to give your Aunt Carly a hug have you?”
“Um, no haha, I’ll be down in a second.”
I heard a locked door jiggling open as he slowly made his way downstairs; cheeks flustered. He gave me a hug. To my surprise I found something hard poking my right leg. His attempt to hide his boner by pitching it up in his waistband apparently failed as it slid back down.
I didn’t want to embarrass him as I casually walked away into the kitchen with my back to him; giving him time to pitch it back up.
“So how was your day Sweety?” I asked
“Oh um not bad, kinda boring; another long hot summer day, how about you, how was the office?”
“Can’t complain, I’m really tired though, I’m going to catch a shower.”
I made my way up the stairs. A thousand thoughts were rushing through my mind. My 13 year old nephew had obviously just been masturbating. It’s alright I guess it’s natural at his age, still it was weird, I had known Tyler since he was a baby and it was hard to think of him getting old so fast.
I entered the bathroom.
Tyler masturbating didn’t bother me, what really bothered me was the fact that I had to lie to him every night I came home from “the office”. I hated lying in general, but something about lying to my beloved nephew who was going through what he was going at this time just ate me up inside.
I let my blonde hair loose and looked into the mirror. The once innocent 16 year old girl in me was gone. Still the same radiant golden tan skin, still the same sharp model-esque features, still the same wide green eyes but instead of hope of a perfect world like they once were; they were now filled with the crushing truth that is reality.
I stripped off my sweater and bra; revealing my round breasts. I lifted them up one by one, inspecting them in the mirror; at 27 years old they still had great bounce. I stepped out of my jeans and slipped my thong off.
My grazed my hands down my skinny toned stomach and over my butt down to my long sleek legs.
If it wasn’t for these features I probably would be out on the street right now; they helped me make a comfortable living, and for that I was very thankful.
I was thankful to my parents for giving me these looks but that’s about it.
My parents were very “traditional” folk, once they found out about my sister Paige’s teenage pregnancy they kicked her out without asking any questions.
I was torn, stay with my parents in a loveless house, or go with my sister, my best friend, in her time of need.
Obviously I decided on the latter. We were soon desperate for cash.
Jake, 21, my sisters ex husband and Tyler’s father, finished a course and started up a career in welding.
My Sister, 18, and I, 16, made money the only way two diploma-less teenagers could. Stripping.
We did it every night with the exception of Paige taking 4 months (2 before and 2 after) Tyler was born.
The crowds loved us. They called us the “Stripping Sisters”, we quickly became the main attractions at one of the hottest strip joints in town. I can’t say it was bad though, but to 2 young women like us, the rush was overwhelming.
Over the years Jake’s career took off, Jake and Paige put down a down payment on a house. I lived with them for 2 years. Paige and I would take turns caring for Tyler while the other was at the club.
Paige soon grew tired of stripping, she decided to quit and put herself out there for a more legitimate job. Because of her looks she got a job as a secretary for a doctor across town.
She begged me to do the same, I considered quitting but could never do it.
Yea the money in stripping was great, I made twice as much as Paige did, but more than that it was the rush of performing in front of an audience. Paige never felt the rush, I lived for it.
I stepped into a hot shower and didn’t get out until the hot water tapped out.
I put on a silky red robe. I put my panties and bra in the hamper, I hung up my sweater and jeans, and kissed Tyler goodnight.
I collapsed on my bed, tired from the long day of dancing. I slowly drifted off to sleep.
I woke up in the morning and looked at the clock
10:30 am
Normally I wouldn’t even be thinking about getting up for at least another hour but I knew I had to start up on breakfast for Tyler.
I walked into his room.
I shook his shoulder trying to get him up.
Then I remembered what always used to work.
I counted to three and on three I lifted his blanket up off him.
When I did it this time I was in for a surprise.
Tyler had a rock hard erection pushing against his pajama pants. I thought to myself, oh yeah this is about the age of “morning wood”.
Tyler groaned as he groggily got up, once again I pretended not to notice.
“Brush your teeth sleepyhead, breakfast will be ready in 10.” I said as I walked downstairs to the kitchen.
I got started on the eggs for breakfast.
He came downstairs. “How do you want your eggs Tyler?”
“Scrambled please”
“You got it boss.” I joked
“haha thanks Auntie.” He laughed back
The eggs were ready; I put them on a plate and served it to Tyler. I bent down as I placed the plate on the table.
“here ya go kiddo.” I said
He didn’t respond back. I looked at his eyes, they were fixed on my chest. I looked down, no wonder he was looking! My robe had slipped; exposing such deep cleavage that my nipples were almost showing!
Again I didn’t want to embarrass him; I slowly stood up right and casually adjusted my robe. He snapped out of his trance as he started slowly eating.
I started washing the dishes. My mind really wasn’t on suds though, it was on what just occurred.
There was a battle within me
On one side I thought it was wrong, he shouldn’t think of his auntie as a sexual being. On the other hand I knew it was completely natural for a boy going through puberty to check out women around him.
Either way I was uncomfortable.
At least I think I was uncomfortable
Maybe uncomfortable, or nervous, or maybe a little excited.
Maybe I was over reacting, maybe he wasn’t looking at me at all, maybe he simply zoned out. I decided I had to investigate.
Reluctantly I loosened my robe again. I sat at the seat beside Tyler. I stuck my chest out; exposing my deep cleavage. I looked straight down at my plate as I began eating. Out of my peripherals I could see Tyler.
He was definitely gazing at my chest. The fork was so loose in his finger tips it I thought it would fall at any time.
I would look at him; he would quickly look down at his plate, but when I started eating he would surely start checking me out again. I had seen all that I needed to see, but I couldn’t bring myself to fix my robe.
Oh god what’s wrong with me. This is my 13 year old nephew, and I am his Aunt, what kind of Aunt reveals herself willingly to her nephew?
Wait, it must be because I feel sorry for him, right?
I mean this kid is going through hell with his parent’s divorce, as an Aunt I should do anything to make him feel better.
Good, that is a good reason.
Satisfied with my reasoning, I continued playing my game.
Once we finished eating I got up. His eyes followed my chest. I took my plate, walked behind him and leaned forward to pick his plate up; my breasts pressed against his head, once again I saw his rock hard dick pushing against his pants.
I cleaned the kitchen and then came up with an idea that would really cheer him up.
“Ty let’s go for a swim out back hun. Just like we used to.” I winked.
“Um yea sure Aunt Carly!” he exclaimed, clearly excited.
“Ok cool go get changed and get out there I’ll be out in a bit.”
I went up stairs and looked at my selection of bikinis. I looked for a bikini that would really cheer him up.
I decided on a matching white one that was particularly small.
I slipped off my robe and slipped on the bikini thong. It hugged my round butt perfectly, the outside of its fabric sinking slightly into my luscious cheeks.
I tied up my bikini bra, pushing my breasts up into an even higher position on my chest. It was clearly too small as its thin white fabric was straining in an attempt to cover my curves. I inspected my body in the mirror and liked what I saw. I tied my hair into a bun and made my way back downstairs.
I walked out to the small pool in my backyard, it was about a meter deep, Tyler looked up and his jaws dropped. My breasts jiggled with every stride I took out to the pool.
I jumped into the pool and swam over to Tyler.
He was speechless.
I broke the ice
“Race you to the end and back.”
“Your on” he answered
“1,2,3 go!”
We raced, I beat him by an armslength.
“HA!” I laughed “How’s it feel getting beat by your old Auntie young man.” I laughed
“Oh shutup.” He laughed
I did a little victory dance to rub his face in it.
He didn’t take much of this as he slapped the water sending a huge splash my way.
“Heyyyy, now you’re in trouble young man!” I laughed
I dunked his head into the water. He got up and did the same to me. I tried doing it to him back, but instead laughed out loud as he picked me up and tackled me into the water.
It quickly turned into an underwater wrestling match which he was winning. I splashed him playfully and tried swimming away. He pursued me and dove on top of me.
We went underwater once again.
I felt his hard dick in between my ass cheeks. He slid his hands up my stomach, I playfully fought him. His hands grazed my breasts. He came back to my breasts and mauled them with his hands. He
squeezed them through my top. I tried turning away
Rip
So long for my top. It left my breasts, but Tyler’s hand didn’t. He continued squeezing my now bare breasts. I paused, not knowing what to do I stayed perfectly still while he continued playing with my breasts.
It was such a rush
Such a rush, that I forgot I needed to breath.
I thrust my body upwards, gathering a big breath of air.
Tyler did too, now gazing at my big wet breasts.
I quickly put my hands over my breasts, pretending to be surprised that my bra wasn’t on them.
There was an awkward silence as he looked into my eyes. Hoping he would get to feel me up some more but fearing he would be scolded.
I flashed a big smile
“Oops!”
A smile spread across his face.
Then he said “Erm, sorry about your top Auntie”
“Oh that’s fine sweetheart it was an accident. Besides I think we’ve done enough swimming for the day.”
I saw the disappointment take over his face, so I continued
“I’m going to work on my tan; I need someone to lotion up my back. Would you be interested?” I smiled
“Yea sure!” he exclaimed
I got out of the pool, keeping my breasts covered; I lied down on the tanning bed on my deck face down.
“Just spread it on my back and work your way down to my feet.”
He was ecstatic; he grabbed the lotion and started rubbing it on my bare back.
What a good Aunt I am, making my nephew so happy.
He slowly worked his way down from my shoulders to my lower back. He lightly put his hands on my ass cheeks. I didn’t object.
He got bolder as he started massaging the lotion on my ass cheeks; daringly grabbing handfuls of ass.
“Um Auntie, Can I erm, put your thong in your bum cheeks, I’m afraid your bum won’t get a good tan.”
“Sure hun” I replied
He split my ass cheeks apart; making sure my thong was completely enveloped.
He continued rubbing my cheeks; putting on pounds of lotion.
“I think that’s enough lotion on my bum sweety.”
“Oh um right.” He said, snapping out of his trance.
He moved on to my thighs; his hands creeping up my inner thigh. He didn’t get to daring as he soon moved down to my calves and finished up.
“Do you want me to do your front too.” He asked eagerly
“Um no you’ve been plenty of help Ty, you can head in I’m going to get an hour of sun in before work.”
He walked quickly into the house.
I turned over after a few minutes; only to see Tyler peeping through his window. I pretended not to notice, as I closed my eyes and put my hands behind my head; exposing my bare breasts to him.
I actually dozed off for about half an hour. I looked up, Tyler was still watching intently, now with his digital camera handy.
When he noticed my eyes were open he quickly ducked down. I stood up and headed inside. I went into my room and got ready for work, putting on a black pushup bra, a black thong and an sweater and jeans. I packed my bag with a tight school girl outfit, and leather boots. I said bye to Tyler, who was now pretending he was watching tv the whole time.
I never really got into dancing that day. I mean my body and moves were there, which was all I needed to make a good days pay, but my mind was on Tyler.
How much further could I take this?
I wanted to take it farther, much farther. And lord knows so did he, but the Aunt in me was acting up. This wasn’t responsible. Playing games like this with my 13 year old nephew? I mean letting him see some cleavage is one thing but exposing my breasts to him purposely? Was I sick?
That night I went home and took another long hot shower. I went to the hamper to throw in my undies when I noticed that my thong from yesterday wasn’t there.
I could only think of one explanation.
I put on a robe and walked out to Tyler’s room
I knocked on Tyler’s door.
“Tyler honey you in there.”
“One second Auntie.” He said
I waited for about a minute before he answered; once again his cheeks were flustered.
“Could you be a dear and take out the garbage Ty.”
“um yea sure.” He responded
“thank you.”
He left.
I decided on investigating his room.
I looked on his bed and under the covers; nothing.
Then I looked under his bed.
Bingo.
There was my thong from yesterday, soaked in Tyler’s cum.
Instead of being repulsed, I was excited, more than ever. I sniffed it, and took in the aroma.
I heard footsteps; I quickly threw the thong back and sat down on his bed.
He came into the room.
“Hey Ty, I want to have a talk with you.”
“Yea sure.”
I paused I wanted him to be nervous. He thought he was busted.
I took a different angle. I used this opportunity to have a much needed Aunt to nephew conversation with Tyler.
“So how are you taking things about your parents.”
He thought about it
“Well obviously I’m pretty sad. I kind of feel like it’s my fault.”
“Well that’s ridiculous Tyler, the truth is that your Mother and Father just grew apart as people, it has nothing to do with you, and in fact you’re the one thing that they both mutually love.” I reassured
He still seemed kind of down
“And you know that no matter what happens, you can come to me with anything. So in a way you have 3 parents, that’s much better than most kids.”
He smiled at me
“I have a feeling you don’t want to be alone tonight, so how bout we bunk together like old times?”
“Sure!” he grinned
I snuggle close to him, my butt was rubbing against his crotch.
“Good night Tyler.”
“Good night Aunt Carly.”
I started lightly snoring, pretending to be in a deep sleep.
After about 10 minutes he gave my shoulder a push
“Aunt Carly, are you awake.”
I didn’t respond
It didn’t take long for him to make his move. He rubbed my waist making his way to my stomach. He slid my robe open. He started rubbing my bare stomach. He slipped my robe further back.
I could feel the sexual energy vibrating off of him. He cautiously brought his hand up my stomach.
He lightly grazed my right breast and let his hand rest on it.
He got bolder as he started lightly squeezing my breast.
I could hear him moaning as he rubbed his Auntie’s big breast.
With his left hand he slipped my robe up above my ass.
It was only as the cold air hit my bare pussy that I noticed how wet I was. I hadn’t felt a rush like this in so long.
I pushed my naked butt into David crotch; his hard dick pushed against my ass cheek.
He moaned; at all but 13 years old he surely had never been stimulated like this before.
I felt movement as he slid his own pants and boxers out, now his bare dick was poking my ass cheek.
All the while his squeezing of my right breast grew more intense. I had to do all in my power to keep from moaning myself.
He adjusted his positioning, bringing his body closer to my back side. I could feel him breathing on my neck. He took in the aroma of my hair and moaned.
I snored a little louder; encouraging him to go on.
He put his cock in between my ass cheeks and started thrusting slightly down my crack. Nowhere near my ass hole, but I guessed at this stage the friction of my tight butt cheeks was enough stimulation for him.
Turns out it was too much
He clenched my breast as his body tensed up. His thrusting stopped. Soon I felt my nephew’s warm cum on my ass cheeks. I couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan. I don’t think he noticed.
He took a moment to savor the moment before he snapped back to reality.
“Oh shit.” He whispered to himself
He got up and went into the bathroom, coming back with a wad of toilet paper.
He shifted back on to the bed. Soon I felt the dry toilet paper on my ass cheeks. In an attempt to hide the evidence my nephew was wiping my ass clean with toilet paper.
I remembered all the diapers I had to change for Tyler when Paige was at work, now about 10 years later he was wiping my ass!
It was sick but I was so horny I found it to be a thrill
He flushed the tp down the toilet then came back to bed and did his best to adjust my robe without me noticing.
The show had come to an end; much to my disappointment the after orgasm crash had hit Tyler pretty hard as soon he was fast asleep.
It wasn’t so simple for me; I lied awake for hours that night, thinking about what had occurred, how did we arrive on this road, and how far could it take us.
Could I as an Aunt travel down this road? And more important, did I want to?
The next morning I woke up around 10, not getting much sleep the night before.
I looked to my side at Tyler, he was still fast asleep.
I got up and had a light snack before starting on breakfast for him. I started my shift at 3 that day, I tried thinking of something to do to kill time until then.
I made breakfast and decided to treat Tyler to breakfast in bed. I carried the tray of food into his room. I slipped my robe loose, once again exposing deep cleavage
“Tyler sweetheart get up, I have a surprise for you.”
He groggily opened his eyes.
I bent over in front him to put the tray in front of him; also to give him a clear view of my cleavage.
His eyes popped wide open, what a site to awaken to!
I held the tray right below my chest; waiting for him to sit up. I put the tray in front of him before finally prying his eyes off my chest by turning around.
“Ty eat fast, were going to go clothes shopping today before my shift, so get ready!”
“Shopping, what are we going to buy?”
“We can look around for stuff. You know I’ve always liked your taste in clothing, I was hoping you could help me out?”
“Yea sure Aunt Carly I’d love to!” he exclaimed
“Alright we’re leaving soon so get your but ready fast!”
I replied as I walked out.
I quickly took a shower and came out dressed in a thigh high skirt and white blouse.
To my surprise he was waiting for me; fully dressed and ready to go.
We walked to the car and soon started off to the mall. I couldn’t help but notice that Tyler had his eyes on my legs the whole trip; scanning them up and down.
I scooched down a little bit on my seat; causing my skirt to hike up; exposing some thigh. This grabbed his attention even more.
I turned to him at a red light.
“So Ty, any ladies in your life at the moment?” I giggled
He pried his eyes off my legs to meet my eyes
“Not really auntie, I mean girls are nice to me a lot but I get really nervous around them.”
“Oh don’t worry Ty that’s natural, we all go through awkward phases around your age, you will get by it, and by the looks of it the girls will be flocking over you soon.” I smiled
“Haha thanks.” He smiled “There are a few girls from school I like, I just hope they like me back.”
“Well just don’t pull their hair or call them names, be nice to them and you’ll be ahead of most boys your age.”
“Yea thanks for the advice Auntie.”
“No problem”
The light turned green
I continued
“Just curious, what do you really like about those girls in your school?”
He got kind of nervous
“Um I don’t know.” He laughed “their personalities.”
“Yea right!” I laughed
“Ok you got me” he confessed “their looks.”
“What specifically about their looks if you don’t mind me asking?”
“well um, well there is this girl named Breanne, and she is really pretty but what sets her apart from the other girls is her…erm boobs.” He said shyly
“Haha yup those big ole boobs do tend to attract the boys, what else would you like in a girl?”
“Um well, she has to be skinny and in shape. I like them kind of tall, with nice legs and a round you know…butt.”
“Well well, with those expectations I look forward to meeting your future wife someday!” I laughed
He laughed back
We pulled into the mall parking lot and made our way in.
We looked around, I got some jeans for Tyler and he helped me pick out some blouses.
It was then when an idea hit me
“Hmm there is just one more thing I need. Bras, you can help me pick some out but it might be kind of boring so you can wait in the car if you want.”
He shook his head fast
“No Auntie I’ll help you pick some out.” He said; trying to keep his voice calm.
“Well alright, you’ve been so helpful so far it would only make sense if I brought you along for this too!”
Soon we entered Macy’s where I regularly bought my underwear from.
Tyler followed intently as I walked into the women’s underwear section. Tyler was visibly eager.
“So what erm breast size are you Auntie”
“30DD.” I responded “Do you know how bra sizes work Ty.”
He shook his head
“Well, the number in front the diameter of my under cage, the area right below my breasts, a 30 means I have a relatively slim under cage. The letter is the cup size of my actual breasts. And as you probably know a DD cup means I have relatively large breasts.” I explained
“Oh thanks for clarifying Auntie, I’ll look for the perfect one.” He winked as he scampered off into the different aisles.
He came back with an assortment of bras, all different colors and styles.
“I like all of these!” he exclaimed as he piled them into my arms
“hmm, I definitely don’t need all of these, I guess I’ll just try them on and we can decide which ones to keep. Follow me.”
This particular Macy’s had completely separate fitting rooms for the underwear. Luckily it wasn’t particularly bus and I was the only woman trying on bra’s at the moment. I told Ty to sneak in and head around the corner.
Its not like it wasn’t allowed for boys to be in there but a grown woman modeling bras for a young boy would definitely raise some eyebrows.
I followed in when the coast was clear, I entered the dressing room across from the bench Tyler was sitting at. I took in the pile of bras, Tyler waited intently.
I closed the door and took off my blouse and conservative bra that I had on. The first bra I tried on was a black lace bra with floral imprints.
It cupped my breasts beautifully; very comfortable.
I stepped out of the room. Tyler’s eyes lit up. I pushed my chest up and down, giving him a good idea of how it encased my breasts.
“What do you think?” I said while pushing my breasts up with my hands.
“Wow it looks great Auntie, I like it, but it looks a little plain, let’s try on one of the more unique ones.”
“hmm, alright.”
As I walked back I unhooked the bra and tossed it to Tyler to hold as I covered my boobs with my arm.
“I’ll be out in a second.”
I looked through the pile for one that might impress Tyler a little more. I pulled out a slinky silk white bra. I strapped it on.
Right away I felt the tension on my breasts as pulled my breasts high on my chest. It might have been a little too small, but it could pass.
I inspected myself in the mirror. It did look really sexy. The cups were a little lower cut; exposing some more cleavage then the other one.
I walked out.
“Wow auntie you look great!” he exclaimed, barely able to contain himself “the way the white fabric contrasts with you golden tan skin is so nice!”
I smiled as I bounced my chest up and down; resulting in my breasts almost popping out.
“this ones a keeper.” He insisted
“I’m glad you like it.” I smiled
I slid it off; once again covering my breasts with my hand. I handed it to him. Right away he started feeling the fabric his aunt’s breasts were in just seconds ago. I walked back into the fitting room. I looked for something that would really wow him.
I picked out a small pink bra. I looked at the label. It seemed Tyler had accidentally grabbed a 30D instead of a 30DD. The model was designed to be a tight fit anyways, to add to that it was a size too small!
I had to use some force just to get the hooks on.
It was so tight it hurt, but the way it made my breasts look was worth it. Naturally it pushed them up, but the fabric was so thin and tight that it indented my breast flesh, making the surrounding flesh bulge out slightly.
The cups were so small that it just barely came up to the upper edge of my nipples.
My edges of my darkish nipples were visible and the shape of them could easily be seen through the thin pink fabric.
I walked out, Tyler’s eyes popped out and his jaws dropped
He lost control over his words
“Wow Auntie, your breasts look incredible!” he exclaimed “They look so sexy in that little pink bra; they look like they can pop out any second.”
“Wouldn’t you like that?”
“Oh of course I would Auntie, please by this Bra.” He was practically begging
“You know how much I respect your taste Ty, if you like it then I pretty much have to buy it.” I laughed
I flaunted my breasts before him for a little while before I noticed the time, damn we had to get going!
“Alright Ty, I start work soon hun.” I took off the bra once again covering my breasts with my arm and handed it to him.
I changed back to my clothes. We walked out.
We drove home, I walked inside quickly to get ready for work.
I looked at the pink bra lying on the bed and thought to myself I could really get some big tips wearing this thing.
I put it on; picking out a matching pink thong. I put on a sweater and jeans as I usually did to mask my line of work.
I packed my bag and yelled
“Tyler let me show you something.”
He came upstairs.
I lifted my sweater up, he gleamed.
“You’re wearing it!”
“hell yeah I am! My darling nephew picked it out.”
He smiled
“Too bad no one will be able to see it at the office, a bra like that needs to be seen.”
I thought about what he said
“I agree.” I said
I kissed him goodbye as I started off for the club.
My shift flew by. With my particular outfit I was almost dancing nonstop, every damn man in that club wanted a lap dance from me!
Exhausted I headed to the backroom and went to change.
“FUCK!” I yelled
My bag was gone
It happened all the time, some bitch in need of coke money would take the other stripper’s bags hoping their tip money was in there.
I wasn’t a rookie so I knew to hide my money along with my purse and keys in the back locker. But I stopped putting my bag in the back since nothing valuable was ever in it.
“Fucking stupid bitch.” I cursed
Partly at the stripper who stole my bag and partly at myself.
Normally I wouldn’t fret too much about losing a pair of jeans and a sweater, but this meant I had to go home to my nephew in my underwear!
I left quickly in hopes of finding a store open. I drove around but at 10 pm I didn’t have much luck. I decided to cut my losses and head home, I would just sneak in and head quickly into my room.
I walked up to my door and carefully unlocked and opened it.
The damn door creaked as I opened it.
“Hey Auntie.” I heard Tyler’s footsteps walking from the kitchen to the living room “how was the day with your new –“ he cut himself off as I came into his view
Damn
“Aunt Carly what happened!?” he asked, half in fear and half in arousal
I was never a good liar, and I would be damned if I could lie myself out of this one
I stood there speechless, my cheeks turning the same color as my undergarments.
He walked over with a look of concern on his face.
“What happened at the office, are you alright?”
I couldn’t bring myself to make up some crazy story of assault or attempted rape. I decided to come clean.
“Tyler sit down.”
I led him to the couch
My eyes were welling up with tears, I was so ashamed about what I was about to admit to my nephew.
He sat down, the look of concern growing on his face
“What’s wrong Auntie?” he whispered
“I haven’t been working at an office all these years”
“What are you talking about?”
I paused while I looked into his bright eyes. I finally brought myself to say it.
“I’m a stripper Tyler.”
He didn’t back away, he didn’t look repulsed, he didn’t even break eye contact.
He put held my hand with his and let his other hand rest on my thigh
He then surprised me by letting out a laugh.
“That’s all auntie?”
“Yes.”
“Thank god.” He said “by the way you walked in I thought it was something a lot more serious then that.”
“You don’t think this is serious?” I questioned
“Well it’s a shock of course but I understand, Mom told me about how grandma and grandpa kicked her out, and how you went with her and helped out financially, I just didn’t know you did it stripping.”
“I know you probably think I’m a bad person.”
“Not at all, I think even higher of you then I did before, I mean you really love my mom to help her out by stripping, and you must really love me too.”
“You got that right kiddo.” I said as I hugged him tightly. I felt so relieved, like a 50 pound weight was lifted from my back.
I was so thankful to Tyler for being so understanding. I also found myself extremely horny because of how excited he seemed of his Auntie is a stripper.
I started
“So Ty, how bout I show you what your Auntie can do.”
His eyes lit up
“You mean-“
“Yup.”
I got up off the couch, revitalized with a brand new sense of confidence and freedom. My pussy was pounding as I stood in front of my nephew, I felt a rush much like the one I did my first time on the stage.
I turned my back to him and started swaying my hips sexually. I stuck my ass out so close that it almost hit his face. I grazed my right hand over my ass and I slapped my ass cheek making my whole ass jiggle.
I opened up my butt so the tiny pink thong would sink into my ass cheeks. I turned around; putting my hands on my waist; thrusting my waist towards him.
I slid my hands up and down my slim stomach before moving my hands up to my bra covered breasts. I squeezed my breasts through the thin fabric. I played with my nipples making them even harder.
I turned around once again; I reached back and unhooked my bra; letting it fall to the floor.
I put my hands over my breasts and turned around; lightly squeezing them in front of Tyler.
I knelt down; bringing my hand covered breasts tantalizingly close to Tyler’s face, he reached to grab them; I leapt back.
I let go of my breasts; but kept 2 fingers on each nipple. I circled my fingers causing my whole breasts to circle.
Slowly; one by one I let go of my breasts; first left then right.
Tyler was drooling; his hard on evident.
I grabbed my breasts, bringing each one to my mouth and licking the nipple.
I turned around shoving my ass once again in Tyler’s mouth.
He went to go grab it I once again moved away; shaking it from side to side to tease him.
I put my thumbs between the fabric of my thong and my waist. I yanked it up and inched it down; side by side. Slowly I inched it down farther and farther until my ass was bare. I slid it down my long legs before taking it off and twirling it on my finger. I threw my thong at Tyler. He caught it and sniffed the wet spot on it. Apparently my pussy was getting quite wet.
I faced him revealing to him my clean shaven pussy. I inserted my index finger into my wet pussy and licked my juice. I was so horny.
I walked towards Tyler and sat over him with knees on either side of his waist, I grinded my bare pussy against his dick through his pajama pants.
“So what do you think of my dancing?” I whispered in his ear
“Amazing!” he whispered “Please keep going.”
I smiled
I leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek. He returned the favor, and then our lips met each others. He slipped his tongue into my mouth; catching me a bit off guard, for thirteen he actually wasn’t a bad kisser.
Our tongues wrestled as we gently explored the vicinity of each other’s mouths. While we kissed he ran his hand up to my breast and started playing with my already erect nipple. My pussy was dripping wet by now.
With my right hand I slid down his pants and boxers; his 5 inch cock sprang free.
“Baby just hold on for as long as you can alright, I’m going to make this very enjoyable for you.”
He nodded; knowing what was coming.
My pussy slipped on to the head of his dick, I slowly started moving it up and down his shaft. Tyler stopped kissing me and even let go of my breasts as he just lied back and moaned. He was in heaven right now as his Aunt’s warm pussy enveloped his young cock.
He started moaning louder and louder. His hands clenched the sofa cushions as he was about to cum. I let him cum deep in my pussy. Due to the chances of occasional unexpected sex in my occupation I was on the pill so I wouldn’t get pregnant. I felt his dick go from rock hard to limp as his juices drained out.
I got off of his dick when it was fully limp; I still sat on his lap though. He kissed my lips.
“I love you Auntie.” He whispered into my ear
“I love you too kiddo.” I whispered back as I once again started kissing him.
After a few minutes he once again found his libido as he started squeezing my breasts once again.
I slid down his body until my knees hit the floor. He combed his hands through my silky blonde hair. I brought my lips to his semi limp penis and planted my full lips on his penis head; right away it jolted up.
I put my lips around it and slowly made my way down his shaft. Tyler moaned
“Oh Auntie that feels sooo good.”
I slowly started working his cock faster with long strokes. I took my mouth off of his dick and licked his shaft from base to head; sending shivers up Tyler’s spine.
I put it back in my mouth and deep throated it. Slowly I started sucking it. Tyler started moaning louder and louder. I started sucking faster and faster until I felt Tyler’s body tense up; I knew what was coming. I deep throated his cock and accepted my nephew’s hot cum in my mouth. I kept his dick in my mouth until it once again became soft; depositing all of his juices in my mouth.
Tyler put his head back on the couch cushion and exclaimed
“Wow Aunt Carly that thank you that was amazing.”
I lied down on the floor and started fingering my dripping pussy.
“I know how you can repay me sweetheart”
I spread my legs wide.
Tyler smiled as he got down from the couch and crawled towards my juicy pussy.
He brought his head close to it and licked it, sending jolts throughout my body. He soon put his lips deep within my pussy. He flipped my body around and started massaging my ass cheeks while licking my pussy from behind.
He split my juicy cheeks apart to get his mouth deeper into my pussy
Before I knew it I was moaning out loud. My moans just encouraged Tyler to lick me deeper and faster.
Soon I couldn’t take it anymore
“Fuck me Ty! Fuck me Hard!” I moaned.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He took his tongue out of my pussy and replaced it with his once again rock hard dick. He started thrusting away, soon pounding me much harder than last time.
The sex was fantastic; getting fucked by my nephew gave me a rush I had never felt before. His dick in me felt so good; it definitely wasn’t the biggest I ever felt but it just hit me in the right spot.
And he was definitely pounding away at that spot.
Due to all the cum he had expelled earlier, he was definitely getting his money’s worth this time round, fucking me like an animal.
I moaned out loud
“Ohhhh Tyler keep going baby you’re amazing.”
He wrapped his hands around my waist while fucking me harder than ever. My tits were rocking around so much they were almost knocking me in the face!
Then I felt it, my body tensed up.
“ohhh Ty I’m cummmming!”
I had a massive orgasm; my knees collapsed under me as I fell slumped to the ground; fluid flowing freely from my pussy.
Tyler still kept pounding away at my oozing pussy; while I lay on the ground.
He slapped my ass cheeks one by one as he got hornier; this turned me on even more as getting spanked has always been a big turn on of mine.
Finally he stopped thrusting and deposited a third load of cum in me.
He lied down beside me on the floor; panting as hard as I was.
“Oooh Auntie you’re amazing.” He panted
“Me? Baby your amazing, where did you learn to fuck like that?”
He smiled
“Well I’ve been dreaming of this moment for so long, that I had to go hard once it came right.”
I smiled back at him. He put his arm around me as I snuggled close to his body. We both lied there in silence; appreciating the magical events that had just occurred.
Finally Tyler spoke, as something occurred to him.
“Auntie?”
“Yea baby?”
“There is something very important I want to ask you.”
“What is it Ty?”
“Did my Mom used to strip too?”

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Rugby players do it best

This happened a couple of nights ago between me (Dan) and my friend Alex. I’ve stuck in an intro so you know whats what.
I wouldn’t describe myself as the most attractive guy ever. I’m thin, 6ft tall, and built like a stick-figure. I have a six-pack, most of which is hidden under the treasure-trail of hair that leads to the forest around my dick. My arms and legs are hairy too. I’ve been out as gay since half way through secondary school.
Alex plays rugby and is built like Hercules. He’s about 6’2 and isn’t as hairy as me, and likes to keep his chest shaven. He has has blond hair which he likes to gel into what resembles a hedgehog. Alex is, or was, straight as far as I could tell. My sexuality seemed to be a bit of a running joke to him.
We have known each other since primary school. Back then Alex was the weedy one and I was the guy who stopped the bullys picking on him. We hit puberty at the same time, my body deciding to put all its energy into making spots whilst Alex grew to the size of a bull. Now we’re both in the gap year before university, and we’re both working in the same Morrisons superstore to raise some cash.
Last friday I was at Alex’s house to use his computer as mine had stopped randomly. We’d had the stereo on for hours and had drunk pretty much all of the beer in the house by the time Alex’s parents decided that it was time to turn off the music. We sat on his sofa wondering what we could do for a while, before Alex decided that he’d put some porn on.
I sat and watched it for a while, not actually watching it but just staring at the screen. I could tell that Alex was enjoying himself because when I sneaked look round he had a large lump in his tracksuit. After about half an hour the old machine gave a sad beep and crashed as it overheated. I heard Alex swear beside me.
We were stuck for ideas again until the computer cooled down. Alex has his hand down the front of his trackies and was stroking himself gently. I decided to wind him up like I usually did.
“Want a hand with that?” I asked jokingly.
“Aye, you’d just love that wouldn’t you, faggot.” he growled.
“Yeah, I love the feeling of a pin-dick in my hand.” I said sarcastically.
“Hey fuck you!”
“Ha! Just try it!” I laughed, “You might like it!”
“You playing with me Dan? You playing with me, or d’you actually want me to fuck your brains out?”
I stopped, I hadn’t been expecting that at all, I’d been expecting a playful punch or two.
“I, er, what?” I managed to stutter.
“You heard.” he said, now staring at me and speaking quietly, “You want my cock?” Alex pulled down his trackies to his knees, unveiling his 8″ erection in the half light from the window. I was shocked, and thought that maybe the beer had gone straight to my head or something, but when I looked back it was still there, with two heavy balls hanging beneath it.
“Come on,” he said, “I bet you’re gagging for it really. Just… just touch it.”
I cautiously reached out and rubbed my hand down his shaft. It was only the second dick I’d ever seen apart from mine, and I was nervous. Alex shivered in pleasure, his balls twitching. I reached round and wrapped his dick in my hand.
“See, I knew you wanted it, faggot!” he said softly.
“Yeah but, you’re straight, aren’t you?” I asked as I slowly started to slide my hand up and down his shaft.
“Who gives a fuck?” he said suddenly, “I’m horny and want you to sort it out, alright?”
“Fine its just… odd, I mean why haven’t you said anything before?”
“Because…” he started, “because am scared of what it means. Now drop it.” he snapped.
“Okay, whatever. Just as long as you’re… okay with it.” I said. I had no idea what was going on, but I had a suspicion that Alex may have been holding on to a secret for quite some time. I carried on whacking him off slowly for a while, before he turned towards me and asked;
“Can I see yours?”
“Sure,” I said, and pulled off the pair of jeans I was wearing, my dick now hardening to its full 7.5″. Alex stared at it, before gingerly reaching out and wrapping his fingers round it. His fingers were freezing and I flinched.
“Sorry,” he said, “wow yours is really warm.”
“Its the jeans.” I said.
We slowly tossed each other for about ten minutes. I don’t think either of us really believed it was actually happening as we sat there. After a while Alex got fidgety, and I asked what the matter was.
“I want to try something, but I don’t know what its going to be like” he said.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Well I kinda want to try sucking.” he said slowly, “but I don’t know if its going to be gross or something.”
“Nah its just like sucking your thumb. Only bigger. And with precum.” My hand had slowly become more and more slippy, Alex was pumping out quite a lot of the stuff.
“I mean look…” I took the moments chance and bent down, engulfing Alex’s bell-end. He juddered and moaned “Fuck” softly. I got about 5″ down the shaft before I started to gag, and came up again, sucking hard. Then I licked around his bell-end and down his shaft, then up again, and started tossing him again.
“See?” I said. Alex moaned quietly. “You sure you want to have a go?” I asked him. He nodded, and very slowly bent over. he paused, and I could feel his hot breath on my shaft. Slowly he lowered down and closed his lips around my bell-end. He bobbed up and down slowly for about twenty seconds before resurfacing.
“Fuck.” he said, “That was weird!”
“You okay?” I asked.
“Aye, its just… not what I thought it’d be like. Its okay though, I suppose.”
“Cool.”
“Yeah. Like it better when you suck me though.” he said.
On cue I bent over again, and started to lick his dick. Slowly I took it into my mouth again, and began to bob, going down quickly and coming up slowly, sucking his dick hard. I realised slowly that Alex was thrusting in time to my sucking, and was jacking me off at the same speed. He pulled off his top, and pulled mine off too; I could feel the heat radiating from his chest.
Suddenly after about five minutes, Alex lifted my head away from his dick.
“Wow, ” he said, “I’m gonna cum in a second!” I sat back up, and Alex bent over me again, gingerly taking my hardon into his soft warm cave of a mouth. I lent back into the sofa, my body tingling. Alex was now copying what I had done to him, and he had taken to it like a duck to water. It wasn’t long until I had to lift Alex off to stop myself from blasting my load down his throat.
“Fuck!” I said, “That was close!”
“You liked that huh?” Alex grinned. “Ever taken a dick?”
“Nah.” I said, “And I don’t think I could take yours anyway.” I added as his grin widened.
“Aww come on, I’ve always wanted to try it.”
I was really horny, I mean really horny, and the idea of shoving Alex’s picture perfect dick up my arsehole was attractive. I eventually agreed, as long as there was some lube and he used a condom. As Alex stood up to get them, I stroked his arse cheek gently. He looked at me for a second, then went and brought a carton of condoms and a tube of Durex Play.
Alex sat down on his bed, waiting for me. I crawled up between his legs, and licked his bell-end. Slowly, I rolled the condom down his shaft as he stuck a lubricated finger into my hole. My body seized for a second, then the feeling went away and he started finger fucking me. I was just thankful that although his dick was long, it wasn’t very wide, and would hopefully just slide in.
Alex slid another finger up as I began rubbing lube all down his haft and over his bell-end. When I had finished, Alex took some more lube and pushed it into my hole, before lying on his back, dick in the air. Carefully, I levered myself above his dick, before lowering myself onto it even slower. To stop myself from yelling in pain I bit down hard on my boxers, which i had picked off the floor. The intense pain lasted for about three minutes before stopping, and I slowly slid down further until I felt his thighs under mine.
Alex was in ecstasy, rolling his head and moaning quietly, over and over. I slowly pulled myself up; I could feel the vacuum inside me as the dick slid out. Then I went down again. There was a small twinge of pain again, but it went away quickly. Now that I was a bit more used to it, I started going faster, enjoying the feeling of 8″ of muscle being rammed in and out of my arsehole.
Soon I felt a tingling in my balls, an urgent tingling that was getting stronger by the moment. I managed to shout “Shit!” out loud before I let loose my creamy thick load all over Alex’s chest. It was the hottest thing ever. I heard Alex moaning too, and as I slid down again I felt his dick swell, and his balls start pumping cum into the end of the condom.
Alex sat up on his elbows, and looked at the mess on his chest.
“Fucking hell you shoot a lot!” he said, laughing.
“So do you,” I said, “I could feel it hitting the inside of the rubber!”
We both laughed and I slid off his softening shaft. The entire top of the condom was full with Alex’s seed. I peeled it off, letting the cum drizzle onto Alex’s stomach, mixing with my last shots.
“Shit, what’re we gonna clean that up with?” he asked.
“Oh you’ll see.” I said, “Now close your eyes.”
he did so, and I lent over and licked up a mouthful of my cum from Alex’s chest. He moaned loudly as I moved my tongue round, finding our cream and licking it up. Alex’s didn’t half taste bad, it was just a little sweeter than mine. When I’d finished, Alex sat up and spontaneously hugged me.
“Thanks” he said in my ear, before lying back down again.
“Any time mate” I said. We both fell asleep after that, and I dreamed about the evening just gone. It had been the beginning of a new step in our friendship.

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Shipwrecked 7, and final

I wrote this story a while ago for a friend, and she liked it so much, she posted it. I have decided to write some more, so I am re-posting this story under my name, with a couple adjustments and the appropriate tags. I am interested in useful comments and seeing how it’s rated, so please feel free. THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION, INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY. TO ANY PERSON OF ANY AGE. NAMES, CHARACTERS, PLACES AND INCIDENTS ARE FROM THE AUTHOR’S WARPED IMAGINATION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL EVENTS, OR LOCALES OR PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD, IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL.

Victorious part 8

Eight
By mid-Thursday afternoon, Carmen had gotten another fifteen pieces of business to fill her weekly quota. Meredith called her into the office as Victor stood off to the side.
“This week is good.” Meredith started.
Carmine fidgeted. “Yes.” She moaned.
“Is this your reward?” Meredith paused. “Or are we buying more sales from you?”
Carmine shook her head and her hands went to her pants. “I need this.” She unbuttoned her pants and wriggled it down her hips as Meredith watched nonplussed.
“Next week you will continue to work hard and sell?”
“Yes.” Carmine hissed and slid her hands down to touch herself.
Meredith bolted out of her chair and came around to the front of the desk. Curiously, she watched Carmine’s hands as she masturbated before her unabashed.
“Please…” Carmine pleaded. She reached out a hand and wavered in between grabbing Meredith, or Victor.
Meredith snatched her arm up and spun her around.
“First you give.” Meredith whispered in her ear. “Have you learned to give?”
She roughly pushed down Carmine making her squat. She got down low also and her skirt hiked up her bronze thighs. She tugged on Carmine’s pants so the Latina could get exposed.
Victor watched them. Carmine was so horny already she couldn’t see straight and Meredith was catching up. She put her hand in Carmine’s mouth and pushed her fingers in deep as she continued to whisper words of incitement. Carmine was hungry for it and sucked her fingers like they leaked ambrosia.
Meredith missed the sound of a vibrator hitting the carpet over Carmine’s coughing and gagging, but Victor didn’t. It was a light pink egg vibrating hard on the floor with a wire that disappeared into Carmine’s jeans.
He picked it up slowly almost confuse by its appearance. He looked over at Carmine squatting awkwardly with her pant almost past her knees. The smell of pussy blinded his senses but he could see that Carmine was leaking all over the carpet. It was a rare sight to see a woman actually dripping with desire. Victor pulled her up and toppled her over on the table as Meredith suddenly noticed the vibrator.
She yanked out the controller from Carmine’s pocket and fiddled with it while Victor prepared to mount her steaming pussy. Carmine swam on the table and moved her hips like she could see his cock out of it. Meredith used her pussy’s lube and stuck the vibrator up her ass just as Victor came up and gave her the rod. She clenched with a shriek as he burrowed into her.
Her juiciness only got his wide cock only so far and she reared up onto her toes trying to take the rest. Meredith lowered the speed on the vibrator, and Carmine whimpered and lowered herself onto Victor’s pole.
He pulled her back even further and got himself set to ravage her. Meredith timed him and simultaneously as he lunged in, she gave Carmine a quick dose of full speed. She screamed bloody murder as Victor pummeled her oscillating walls and bashed into her cervix. He pulled Carmine back and away from the desk and started giving her the fucking of a lifetime as she wailed like a cat. Deeper and deeper he took her as she went further and further out of her mind.
It was nearly five minutes of straight orgasms for Carmine before she dropped down and cradled herself. She seemed too exhausted to do anymore and tried sleeping on Meredith’s desk.
“Are you satisfied?” Meredith asked quietly. She kept the vibrator on but on a low setting as Victor stroked her pussy slowly. He ignored his close climax and stroked only to keep Carmine ready.
“Yess…” Carmine hissed and raised her head. Her face was wet from spit, sweat, or tears. She hadn’t worn make up luckily, but she looked truly traumatized laid across the desk with her pants around her ankles. Her pussy looked swamped and her whole ass glistened in the light from its wetness.
Victor pulled away from her and turned to Meredith. Without a word she dropped onto his cock. Her mouth licked off the other woman’s scent and gagged throatily on him to make him slick and wet before slurping it all off.
Carmine crept along the desk hypnotized as Meredith worked her mouth over Victors black cock. She was fast and bird like as she stimulated it with licks, sucks, and kisses. His large organ was attended too in precise locations in her own proprietary combination. Properly primed, She felt his cock start to twitch and swell. She bobbed low on him. Meredith knew that sometimes the mouth did more than just open wide for a meal. Victor had taught her using fruit and lectures involving porno’s how to match a mood with her lips.
Now she was in cleanup mode, but was dragging it out. Perhaps it was for Carmine’s benefit. The other woman looked like a cub watching mama grizzly hunt the elusive spiting black seal.
Meredith swirled him over her lips and against her teeth. Carmine leaned in even further and Meredith grinned and shocked her with the vibrator. With a start, she flopped over, and almost pulled out the wire before Meredith stopped her. Meredith waved her to ignore it, and let her come over, squat down next to her, and fondle his balls.
“They’re hot.” Carmine noted.
With a, exaggerated movement of her head, Meredith flopped the cock over onto Carmine’s forehead so she could suck. “He’s been prepared and ready. Can you finish him off?”
Carmine tried but she was not as precise or tender. Victor groaned and speared her mouth as he tried to stay in the zone. She gagged and Victor pushed in further and erupted into her mouth as she looked at them both in surprise. She kept her mouth open as he pushed in with short strokes.
Meredith tutted and rubbed her pussy idly watching her. “You have a good throat.” She stood and smoothed and straightened her dress. “You’ll need to work on your tongue and lip control. Victor deserves better, and he’ll need better if your mouth is ever going to be useful.”
“Maybe, I could practice.” Carmine said slowly as she eased over back against the desk. “Maybe on some nights he could take me to dinner, or a movie.” Her eye misted up as she thought of harlequin romance fiction.
“No.” Meredith said coldly shutting down her fantasy. “You have him for needed satisfaction. If you want his attention, you’ll have to prove you can satisfy HIM first. Victor won’t be squandered so you can play. You can have a man from IT come for you at night. The girls here already think you dangle them, but, my Victor will not be dangled by you, and he is not to be used for your unstructured fantasies.” She walked over behind the desk straightening her clothes and popped in a breath mint.
“You can’t prove an ability to be a benefit to him, or even keep a man if left to your own devices. So, he will direct you when he wishes.” Meredith said pulling her keys from her purse. “That way you will learn to be better, please him where possible, and get the attention you seem to crave.”
Carmine simply blinked unused to such straightforward talk. “So… I can have him?” She said puzzled.
“No, you are to be his. The conditions are again restrictive to your continuing success and otherwise good standing.” Meredith shifted, and walked over to face her. Victor saw the seeming contempt that Meredith looked down her nose at Carmine with. That negative attitude wasn’t there with Jan.
“You will learn another aspect of successful living if you are ready. But, you will not dally along like a teen romantic drama filling your time with unnecessary uncertainty like a fickle girl-child. You shouldn’t go into this as anything less than an informed adult. You will be his Fuck doll, nothing more. You will not put anymore thought or expectation onto him than what he allows.”
“Ahh…” Carmine seemed befuddled.
“Nothing more. You may think on the issue. We can always continue as we are until you are able to control your needs, or leave.” Meredith stood and stepped to the door. “But never misunderstand, Victor is mine. The time you have with him is mine too.”
She looked over and gave him the eye to follow her. Victor put away his cock and they walked out to the elevator. No one knew what Carmine would do sitting on the floor of the office looking a mess, watching them leave with her pants down, a pink wire stuck out her ass, and the taste of cum down the back of her throat.

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It’s Okay, I’m a Cop

My Girlfriend and I always wanted to role play. We have an amazing sex life and we are both very adventurous and always passionate to try new things. So I told her I had this situation that I fantasized up and that I thought we should do it. She said that sounds amazing.
It’s time to get the ball rolling.
My girlfriend is literally one of the prettiest and most attractive girls I know. She is 18 years old, blonde haired, blue eyed, and 5’ 6’’ tall; which is the perfect height especially for me at 6’ 2’’. She has the best boobs on the face of the planet. I love the feel of her breasts in my strong hands. I love grabbing her sexy ass too. She doesn’t have a “Black Booty”, but it’s getting close. I’m 19 years old with dark blonde colored hair and blue eyes. I’m by no means the sexiest guy on the planet but I am up there.
I had some shopping to do. The first place I went to was the dollar store and the only thing I bought there was a pack of moustaches. Then I went to a Place called “Victoria’s Costumes.” It took a little bit of searching because that store looks like a tornado ran it over , but I finally found the shirt I needed. Next place I went to was the army surplus store. I got what I needed there and then headed home. I already had black slacks, a nice belt, some dress shoes and the other oddities I needed for this costume to work.
We figured out when we were both free and we decided to do it the next Tuesday night. The week was one of the slowest weeks ever having to just wait for our big night to come. I spared a lot of the details from you to keep it secretive so you wouldn’t really know what was going on. I did tell you a few things I wanted you to wear. I told you to wear those black Short Shorts with no underwear and then I would give you a shirt to wear. It was Tuesday and I went about my routine business of school and work. I got out of class at 6 and went home. I printed out two maps of where we were driving. I packed the costume in my car and headed to your house.
I knocked on your door holding a shirt and a map in my hands. It was just a small white shirt that I didn’t care about and the map was to a secluded street that we found together before. You opened the door wearing a nice warm jacket and some pants. Your hair was done very nicely and your make up looked so sexy. You looked very good.
“Where are the shorts I told you to wear?” I said with a smile on.
“Underneath” You smirked, as you come outside and closed the door behind you.
I reached my arms out and hugged you but your arms were pinned to your waist until you reached them up and grabbed my crotch, feeling my thick cock through my jeans. I lifted your head up to kiss you as you continue to rub me to hardness. We kissed for a few seconds before I pulled back.
“Have a goodnight”, I said as I passed you the shirt and the map. “You better get into your outfit when you get there.” You nodded with a smile of enjoyment
“Ahhhh! This is going to be so fun!”
I agreed. We both headed to our cars. She Pulled out and I started to put on all the parts of my costume. After about 10 minutes (It’s hard to get dressed in a car) I was finished. I plugged my iPod in to my car stereo and I was off. I made sure to drive slowly the whole way there to account for if you got lost or just got every single red light. As I reached the destination I saw you parked on the street. You were in the white shirt and sitting in the driver seat waiting for me to arrive. Even in that plain ugly shirt you still looked very attractive.
I pulled up behind your car and put mine in park but I left it running with the headlights on. I stepped out and walked up to the driver side window. I am pretty sure you knew that I had arrived. I knocked on your window and you rolled it down and saw for the first time what I was wearing. You gasped and your jaw dropped. I was wearing sunglasses and a fake moustache. I Was wearing a buttoned up Black Shirt with A police badge on the left side of the chest.
“Oh my god, Brandon!” You were obviously very excited.
It took a lot for me not to crack and smile also.
“You’re taillight is out. License and registration please”
You continued laughing. “I can’t belie…”
I interrupted you, “Ma’am, I’m going to need your license and registration”
“Okay” You reached into your glove box and got your Registration out and handed it to me and then searched in your purse for your wallet. When you found it you slid your license out and handed it to me.
“One Second.”
I walked back to my car and gave it a few seconds so it seemed like I was entering in your information. I come back to the driver side window about a minute later.
“Megan Paras?”
“Yes?”
“I’m going to need you to step out of the car”
You shoot me a weird glance, But you follow through. When you open the door you see The rest of my outfit. You see my fancy dress shoes and you see that my shirt is tucked into some nice slacks with a belt on them. On my waist there is a black police baton and on my other hip there is a pair of handcuffs that I have my hand on. Thoughts are racing through your mind. What the heck is going to happen!? You step out of your car. I can see the goosebumps on your cold legs.
“Place your hands on the side of the car please”
You are honestly starting to get a little concerned. We’re out in public I can’t believe he is doing this! You hesitantly put your hands up on the side of your car. You hear rattling of metal behind you
“You are under arrest”, I say as you feel your left arm being pulled behind your back. The metal closing around your wrist.
As you feel your right arm being pulled behind your back you ask,
“What am I being arrested for?” You feel the cold metal on your right wrist.
“There is a warrant out for your arrest” The cuff closes and locks your arms together.
“No Way! What for?” I grab your arm and turn you around to face me.
“It says you were soliciting sex”, I amazingly kept a straight face through all of this
You smirk at me with disbelief that I made your character a prostitute. And then you get right back into it.
“Officer, I can’t go to jail I have three kids” Your way of playing the game back at me “And seven Puppies! Please officer who will feed them? Who will take care of my children!? Please officer ! I’ll do anything!”
“Anything?”
“Anything! Please officer! Please” You’re acting is superb. Almost believeable.
“Well…if you do something for me, then I’m sure I can pretend that… I never saw you”
“What do you want me to do”
I opened up the rear driver side door of your car.
“Get in”
You were handcuffed but you obliged. It was a little tough because of your….situation but you managed to get in and then you looked at me and smiled but then went right back to acting terrified.

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Titcage (Chapter 4)

Claire has been made to take work experience at “Titcage”, a lobby organisation created to degrade women. Both the work and the conditions there are humiliating. You can find the first chapter here: http://stories.xnxx.com/story/58002/

Spanking of My Secretary

This is just a piece of fiction hope the readers enjoy it
When I walked over to her cubicle, I looked sternly at my administrative assistant. She looked nervously back. “Melissa,” I said, “please come to my office for a few minutes.” When we were in my office, I sat at my desk, leaned back in my chair, and said, “Please close the door, and sit down.”
When she complied I began, “Melissa, during your first two years here as my administrative assistant, your performance was exemplary. That is why I am distressed by your behaviour during the past four months. You often come to work late, and you have been making many careless mistakes. Others have noticed too. They have complained to me. I have had to apologize on your behalf, and make excuses for you.”
Melissa sat nervously. She has long blond hair. Her eyes are the blue of a cloudless sky. Her skin has the color of cream with just a hint of strawberry in it. Melissa was raised in England, and speaks with a beautiful plumy accent. She is fresh and innocent. She was wearing a tasteful, modest dress, and looking like Hollywood’s image of a proper young lady in movies made during the 1930’s and 1940’s.
“I am sorry,” was all she could say.
“Do you have any explanation?” I asked.
“There have been events in my personal life…” she began, “but I agree that they should not have affected my behaviour here.”
“They certainly should not have. Because of the troubling economic times I have been forced to make some rather difficult decisions about who to keep on the payroll. I have been under some pressure to fire you, Melissa.” I paused for a moment, watching Melissa become even more nervous. “Do you believe that you can return to your previous performance level?”
“Yes, Sir, I certainly do.”
“I certainly hope so,” I said, “So I have decided to give you a second chance.” Melissa looked very relieved. “However, I do not believe that it would be fair to those of your co-workers that I have had to let go for this to pass without some corrective measure. I have two alternatives, and I ask you to choose between them. The first, is that you accept a ten percent cut in pay, starting today. You will agree that this is preferable to a termination notice.”
“Yes, I certainly do.”
“The second, which I hope you choose, is that you report to my office Saturday morning at 10:00 for a paddling session.” After a long pause I smiled sardonically, and said, “You blush. You are aware that if you choose the second punishment, you will be required to expose your beautiful bare bottom to my paddle and my eyes.”
“Sir she began indignantly, “with such an indecent suggestion as that I feel that I should walk out of your office, and resign at once. At the very least, I should accept the first alternative.” She paused. “Unfortunately, I still have student loans to pay off.”
“Those student loans are fortunate for me, Melissa,” I said with a smile. “I am looking forward to this. I could give you your punishment now, but I have not purchased a paddle yet, and I do not want anyone to hear what is happening in here. You will be expected to be here at 10:00 am Saturday. You better not be a minute late.”
“I won’t be, Sir,” my embarrassed administrative assistant said.
“You, Melissa, need to worry about unemployment,” I explained. “I need to worry about losing this entire company. If that happens, we will all be unemployed. We need to pull together and work conscientiously. I have to admit that I hired you not only because of your professional qualifications, but because of your loveliness, and your classic and proper elegance. I used to be proud to take you to offsite meetings with me. Now it is my responsibility as your employer to help you to resume your earlier habits.
“That is why it is necessary for both of us to work on improving your performance. I am sure we can succeed. Please be sure to be on time Saturday.”
During the rest of the week Melissa blushed when she saw me, and tried not to look at my eyes. I smiled at her in ways that I hoped were not too obviously lustful. I would be dishonest not to admit that I relished my opportunity. Melissa has an excellent figure. I looked forward to turning her delicious derrière to a bright red. Every night I lay in bed masturbating as I imagined what was going to happen.
When the day finally arrived, I was at my office by 9:30 in the morning. I left the door to my office open. I could have set my watch by the time Melissa entered at 10:00. “Well, good morning, Melissa,” I said cheerfully.
“Good morning, Sir” she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
“Please close and lock the door. I gave the security guard the day off with pay, but I don’t want to take any chances on us being interrupted. When she complied I said, “You really are pretty today, Melissa. I love the way your floral blouse and blue jeans display your excellent figure to advantage. I have always been complemented on having a lovely administrative assistant.”
“Thank you, Sir”
“As we discussed, you need to remove your jeans and panties, so you might as well begin.” As Melissa sat down in a chair in front of my desk, I walked to the front of my desk, leaned back against it, and watched eagerly. She untied her shoes, and removed them and her socks. More slowly, she pulled off her blue jeans. “You have excellent legs,” I said. After a long pause, she quickly removed her panties.
“And you have a most beautiful, shaven vulva,” I exclaimed with delight. “Did your boy friend ask you to shave it?”
“I don’t have a boy friend,” Melissa answered, before adding quickly, “I don’t allow men to pick me up at bars either. When I knew I would be removing my panties before you, it seemed appropriate to shave.”
“That was certainly thoughtful of you. I very definitely prefer it to be shaven. Please come closer, so that I may inspect your most private area.”
When she obeyed, I smiled and said, “You are blushing. That is most delightfully appropriate. It means that you are not used to undressing in front of a man. Your face is almost as red as I will soon make your bottom.” I ran the back of several fingers of my right hand against Melissa’s perfect Mons Verenis, saying, “This is as smooth and hairless as the vulva of a nine year old girl. I love the way you have a small mound, and a well defined slit with no clitoral hood.” I put my middle index finger in her slit, and added, “You do have a well developed clitoris, however. You are also wet, so I know you are enjoying this.”
“I wish I wasn’t,” she said under obvious strain. “It feels indecent of me.”
“Well, Melissa,” I said removing my finger, “I do not mind telling you that my penis is hard and straight right now. But we did not come here to make love. We came here to make you a better subordinate. Go to the book shelf over there, and fetch me my paddle.”
As she turned around and walked I said, “Your calves are perfectly formed, Melissa, and I love the dimples on the backs of your knees.” When she returned with the paddle I added, “The thighs beneath your genital region are so beautiful I can imagine admiring them on a movie screen.”
Melissa stood before me, and handed me the paddle, but I said, “Before giving the paddle to me, Melissa, I would like you to examine it. As you might expect, I had trouble finding a store that sold these. At first I wanted to buy one made out of black walnut, because it had a sensuous dark color, and the wood was heavier. I thought it would enable me to give the blows with greater power. Fortunately, I talked to the man who owned the store about our requirements. He suggested a hickory paddle instead. He explained that it was as hard as black walnut, but lighter, and that the very lightness would add to the sting.
“You can see how well polished it is, Melissa. The edges have been carefully rounded. It has been given three coats of non-yellowing lacquer. You cannot help but admire the grain. I specifically asked for a long paddle, so that I could deliver the blows with sufficient leverage. The head is seventeen inches in length, and four inches in width. The handle is nine and a half inches long. In the past children were ‘taught to the tune of a hickory stick,’ for a reason,” I said with a chuckle. “We are fortunate that I came to the store when I did. This was the last paddle like this in stock. It was quite a bit longer than the others, and more expensive. I chose it because I think it is very important for you to benefit from this experience.
“Well, give me the paddle, Melissa,” I said pleasantly. “It’s time for us to begin. Now I want you to bend over my desk, put the palms of your hands on the surface, and stick out your beautiful bare bottom to receive the blows.”
She obeyed, but the tail of her blouse covered most of her buttocks. “That won’t work,” I said. “I believe I will need to ask you to remove your blouse.”
When she did, I said, “I am delighted that you are not wearing a bra. Let me inspect your breasts.” I ran the fingers of my left hand over her right breast, feeling the nipple, and saying, “This is nice and hard. You really are excited. I think you’ve been looking forward to this too. You could have worn a bra, but you did not. You did not need to shave your vulva, but you did.”
“Sir, you may derive whatever perverted pleasure from my predicament you can,” Melissa said angrily. “I am enduring this because I must, but if you rape me I swear to you I will go to the police.”
“I have no intention of raping you, Melissa,” I said reassuringly. “I would protect you from someone who tried,” I ran my fingers down past her flat stomach to her perfect vulva, which I entered with my middle index finger. “This is even wetter than before. I would of course enjoy making love with you, but if we ever do that,” I said with my finger at the entrance to her vagina, which I was pleased to find blocked, “it will happen in response to your request, rather than mine.
“Very well,” I continued. “Bend over, and prepare to receive your well deserved punishment. I like you Melissa. Therefore I do not intend to spare you. I want this to be a memorable experience for both of us. Years from now you will be glad we shared this event together. I can’t overstress that I am trying to help you become the perfect employee you were when I hired you.”
I moved behind her, saying “That’s good. Now stick out your buttocks a just little more.” She put her elbows down on the desk top. “Perfect! I love the way your vagina peeks out between the tops of your thighs. Your bottom looks as though it was specifically created for my paddle.” I moved beside her.
As Melissa fearfully waited for my first blow, I could not help but comment, “Your breasts are beautiful, Melissa. I’m glad I ordered you to remove all of your clothes. Your spanking will be long and hard, but it will be good for you. I have been looking forward to doing this all week, so I will deliver the blows with considerable enthusiasm. I am an avid tennis player. I think you will soon agree that I have a strong right arm.” I affectionately patted her bare bottom with the paddle a few times to increase her nervous anticipation. Then I swung it back in a circular motion, and gave her a powerful smack that resounded loudly.
“Oh!” she said.
“That got your attention, didn’t it?” I chuckled. “I love the way your breasts moved at the moment of impact. I made the right decision to schedule this disciplinary session for Saturday, don’t you agree? That could certainly be heard on the other side of my door. Did it sting the way it was supposed to?”
“Yes it did.”
“Good. I will have to go back to the store, and tell the owner about this. I will of course not tell him your name.”
“I hope not.”
I spanked her again, harder this time. She cried again in the most delightful way. “Courage, Melissa, courage,” I said before spanking her a third time. “This time you did not say anything, but the expression on your lovely face revealed that really felt it,” I gloated. “Do you think this will help you come to work on time?” I teased.
“Yes, I know it will Sir she said before I spanked her again. “Oh please Sir,” she pleaded.
“Oh please Sir,” I repeated pleasantly. “Please keep giving such delightful pleas,” I chuckled at my witty use of a homophone. Then I spanked her again. “Please keep moving your bottom in so pleasing a manner,” I said. It really pleases me.”
“Sir, this really hurts. How long will it continue? You must stop.”
“I am the one who will decide how long your spanking continues. The longer it lasts on the more I enjoy it. The more I enjoy it, the longer it lasts. I warned you this would be a severe and lengthy spanking. I am just warming up. The best is yet to be.” To illustrate my point, I spanked her again. “Once more I hear your delightful cry. I wish I was recording this on a cam recorder.”
Melissa tried not to say anything, so the only sound was the loud smack of my paddle against her delicious flesh. “Your delicious bottom is becoming a bright red,” I boasted. “I wish you could see it. It looks like a Valentine heart.” She remained silent.
“This is so much fun,” I said zestfully. “Sometimes I target your right cheek,” I said spanking to the right. “Sometimes I target your left cheek,” I said while spanking her to the left. “Usually I land the paddle firmly on both cheeks,” I said before delivering a powerful blow to both, a blow that must have echoed far beyond my office. I laughed pleasantly.
Then I felt her left breast. “Your nipple is even harder,” I pointed out. “My penis is too.” I gave another blow to her quivering cheeks. “Mo les ah!” I cried, drawing out the syllables of her name. “This is sooo delightful!”
At last she pleaded, “Sir, have mercy. I can’t bear this.”
“This time I agree,” I said. “In the midst of all that red I see the white beginning of a blister. I do not want to break your delicious skin, although I would love to continue. Do you believe you have learned something today?”
“Yes, I’m certain of it, Sir Only please don’t spank me anymore.” She began to sob uncontrollably from pain, shame, and relief.
“There, there Melissa. I’m finished. You were very brave. You also gave me a great deal of pleasure. I seldom become so thoroughly aroused. Just stay there. The shop that sold me the paddle also had some soothing balm with a local analgesic in it to turn the pain into a sensuous coolness, and help with the healing process. It is safe and legal, although, as with the paddle, I paid for it with cash.”
I opened a drawer in my desk, removed a container, and poured some of it into my right hand, and began to rub it over Melissa’s beautiful behind. “Does this feel better?”
“Yes, it does, Sir Thank you so much. Oh!” she cooed. “This feels wonderful. It turns the pain into pleasure.”
“Excellent! That’s what the man at the sex shop said it would do. I’ll give you several bottles to take home with you. Use it whenever the pain starts. I just wish I could be with you to apply it myself. I love rubbing this over the smooth flesh of your perfect buns. I particularly enjoy rubbing it between your thighs.” She tried to keep from giggling. When I was finished, I returned the bottle to my desk, and wiped my hand with a cloth.
Returning to Melissa I said, “You may stand up now. Let me see how you look in front.”
When she obeyed, I said, “My goodness; look at you. Your vagina is dripping with lubrication.”
“Oh dear!” she said with a worried expression. “This is truly embarrassing.”
“It might soak all the way through your blue jeans,” I warned. “Just a minute. I’ll get some tissues.” Fortunately, I had some Kleenex from my last cold. I stooped in front of Melissa, and said, “Here I am, carefully wiping the most private part of my most fetching administrative assistant.” Melissa cradled her arms together before her breasts, closing her eyes, and giggling with pleasure. When I could no longer resist, I gently kissed her vulva, right on the slit. “There, that’s better,” I said putting the wet tissues into my desk drawer. I did not want the janitor to find them in the waste paper basket.
I held Melissa tenderly. “I can’t help but marvel at the softness of your perfect back, and the smoothness of your skin” I told her, “I hope this session has been beneficial to you.”
“It has been, Sir she said, kissing me on my cheek, before saying quickly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m glad you did,” I said, kissing her lips. “From now on I am going to be strict with you. Obviously, I would like to do this again. It was even more enjoyable than I expected. Nevertheless, if you return to your previous level of performance, I will give you a generous raise. We can also talk about your student loan. I think I can take care of that too.
“You will have difficulty sitting down for awhile, so I advise you take Monday off. It will be a day off with pay that I will not count among your sick days or vacations. Now put your clothes on. You better let me walk to your car with you. This neighbourhood can be dangerous on Saturdays.”
Now she is my sex slave and I will write about how I violated her sweet tight cunt and her
Virgin ass in my next story.
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Crime and Punishment Of a Naughty Girl

I walk through the door, late home from school the third time this week. I attempt to breeze by you and hide out in my room as has been my habit lately. You step in front of me, blocking my path. I begin too look up at you with a scowl marring my pretty little face, but your stern look quickly changes my expression from surly to wide- eyed innocence.
Wordlessly you snatch my book bag from my hands, turning it upside down and spilling it’s contents on the floor between us. Scattered among my books and various assignments are several notes that have been sent home over the past few weeks.You order me to gather every note and give them to you immediately.
Frightened by the barely controlled rage in your voice, I quickly drop to my knees and scoop them up. As I turn over the damning evidence, you notice that I’ve tried to conceal one from you. You roughly grab my arm and rip the most recent and most shocking report from my trembling hand.
Your face is as hard as granite as you quickly scan the slips of paper that are to be my undoing. My many misdeeds from the past few weeks are revealed to you ; my skipping classes, missing assignments, breaking dress code, and sneaking off campus to smoke. Tears well in my eyes as you as you read the crumpled missive sent home today. Your eyes narrow and in a deadly voice you tell me to go to my room and bend over my bed to await my punishment.
I scamper to my room and kneel on the floor, burying my face in the bed covers, my heart fluttering in my chest like a trapped bird. Bent over the bed my short skirt rides up, revealing the naughty panties I daringly put on this morning before school. While I wait to hear your footsteps coming down the hall, I silently curse my new “best friend” for getting me into this mess. It was her plan that we tease the boys in between classes by putting on skimpy undies and flashing our asses at them. She even provided the tiny thong that I wore now.
Who knew that the principal would round the corner the moment we lifted our skirts? The old bat dragged us to her office and raised both of our skirts once again, tut- tutting as her eyes roamed our nearly naked nether regions. I know that it must have been her who called you, alerting you to my hidden notes and naughty behavior.
Lost in my thoughts, I don’t hear you as you come up behind me. I’m startled when you flip up my skirt exposing my nakedness. I’m mortified to have my bottom bared in front of my Daddy, only a thin strip of pink cotton covering my privates. I squeal when I feel the sharp sting of your hand across my ass. Methodically you alternate between my left and right cheeks and soon my bottom is flaming red and hot. My face burns as scarlet as my ass when I feel the wet spot that has grown between my legs. You’ve noticed as well, and your hand presses against the soaked area, before you rip the panties from me and order me to spread my legs wider.
Your big hand spreads me open and I’m shocked when I feel your tongue against my wet little cunny. Your fingers finds my hard little bud as your tongue slithers into my now dripping pussy. Confused by the feelings building between my legs I moan and grind my throbbing little clit against your finger as you caress me. Your mouth moves up towards my puckered little hole and I jump when I feel your tongue there. I’m overwhelmed with the sensations coursing through me and despite my shame, I shake as an orgasm rocks through me.
You stand then and I hear your zipper being opened. Something big is suddenly rubbing up and own my slippery slit and I realize that you are are going to fuck me! I struggle to get up , pleading with you, promising to be a good girl again. My cries fall on deaf ears and your hand is pressing against my lower back as you ram all the way into my tight little pussy. I feel as though I’ve been torn in two, as you violate my throbbing pussy with your invading cock. Soon the burning pain is replaced with a different kind of ache. Slowly at first, but then with more fervor, I back up in to meet your onslaught. Your hands gripping my hips you pummel my pussy harder, grunting as you feel the hot wet walls of your little girl’s cunny sucking at your pulsating pole.
My cries turn into moans and my hand drops down to tickle my button as the need for release grows in me. I race headlong towards a huge orgasm , now begging you to fuck me harder! As you pound into me my whole body jerks and I bathe your dick with my cream. You pull out of me then, grabbing me by the hair and forcing me on my knees in front of you. You command me to open my mouth clean up the mess I’ve made. When I comply you roughly shove your soaked cock into my mouth gagging me. You pump in and out of my mouth, feeding more and more of your Daddy meat to me with each thrust. I hear you groan loudly, before you pull your dick from my mouth and shoot your hot sticky cum all over my face.
You pull up your pants then and tell me to strip and clean myself up. You’re not finished with me yet and you order me to be in the dining room in 30 minutes, nude and ready for the next part of my punishment…

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