Introduction: This is a story of a widower rediscovering young love overseas. It is not pure, graphic sex continuously. Some chapters do not even contain any sexual matter. But it does build to a strong finish that should satisfy the reader. This is my first written story of this type, so constructive feedback is appreciated.
HE MADE ME FEEL LIKE I WAS A VIRGIN ALL OVER AGAIN
Young boy is attracted to his PE teacher who shows the boy the joys of man sex. The boy is then passed on to the head teacher who is married to a transsexual wife. The boy becomes their daughter.
Penny and Yvette release a demonic being which takes them hard
this is the 2nd part to my story i hope u like it. oh and it is incest so dont read it if your not into it
The brief version of my summer
In this story, part two of the series, we left the bedroom and I fucked him in the shower and bedroom sometime time after.
what a way to have fun,
Authors note: this is the rewrite to chapter 3 sorry about chapter 2 double post. As always this story contains themes some people not like such as young, incest, mind control and possibly bestiality down the road. Thank you for reading my series thus far nothing much has changed in this chapter just a few word changes and some extra dialogue. thank you and enjoy and previously stated in the original chapter 3 there will be no sex in this or the next chapter so I can develop my characters and story more.
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CHAPTER 3 rewrite
I woke up the next morning to a soft sort of mewing sound behind me. Groggy but curious I turn my head to see my sister sleeping next to me in bed; I guess she must have sneaked in with me last night while I was sleeping. Not wanting to wake her beautiful sleeping form I slowly slipped out of bed trying as best as I could to not make a lot of noise.
I stripped off my clothes as I got to the bathroom desperately needing a shower after all that happened yesterday I was sweaty sticky and just tense as hell. I started up the shower waiting a few moments for the water to heat up. when it was finally ready I stepped in and felt the warm water run along my body slowly waking me up from my stiff zombie like state. As I stood there I thought about the past two days and all the events that had happened. The car, me and sis ending up together, the floating bottles the man who claims to be my father and claims I have powers of my own, the doctors and the doctor with the missing eye who I refer to as the white Russian and my escape from the hospital.
All the stress had hit me like a brick I fell to the floor of the shower from the stress the past two days I didn’t have time to think about what was going on it just happened but here I had all the time in the world to think. I began to worry as thoughts flew through my brain a mile a minute “ The doctors have my address they have to there’s no way I could have been admitted to the hospital last night without my mother filling it out. They’ll come for me and my family to get me wont they and they’ll also…” my mind kept shooting out worry after worry.
After I pulled myself off the floor and got out of the shower. I dried myself off and draped the towel around my waist as I walked over to my room to get dressed. When I entered my room my sister was no longer there asleep on my bed. “ huh she must have gotten up and went back to her room” I said to myself. Just then I noticed a little note on my pillow kinda like they leave in hotels. I thought maybe it was something cute my sister set but as I read it I realized it was the exact opposite of my cute angel of a sister and more like the devil of the man from yesterday. The man I wont ever recognize as my father.
The letter stated:
“Hey kid thought I surprise you with this letter but I’m guessing your just getting angry ahahaha” not kidding he really wrote “ahahaha” “ I noticed your little brain over there working overtime with worry so to burn out your fears I went a head and deleted all known information on you throughout the entire hospitals networks I even went as far as to erase a few doctors memories but I might have gone a bit far with that one now those poor poor doctors don’t even remember they have a family to go home to hahaha” seriously he wrote the laughing. “just remember don’t be getting to emotional there you might just blow up literally! I must go now bye~~~”
“asshole” I muttered under my breath when suddenly more words started to fade onto the paper.
“P.S. I sent you a little gift it should be there shortly” and that was all it said I wondered about the “gift” he sent I had a feeling it will be dangerous, but I did finally calm down my worries slipped off of me as I read the note; the feeling of knowing my family was safe was a huge weight off my shoulders.
I walked out to the bedroom hallway which immediately connected to the kitchen as I stepped into the kitchen I saw my mother leaning over the sink doing the dishes with an odd sort of beautiful finesse. the light from the kitchen window illuminating her beautiful face. Strands of hair draping down the side of her face just for her to reach back and tuck it behind her ear. I just don’t know what it is about women that makes there every action so perfect and beautiful totally lost in her image for the moment forgetting about where I was momentarily.
As I came out of my trance from my mother I gave a weak “m-mom” she heard me luckily and turned my way.
“oh sorry honey I didn’t see you there give me just one minute” she said while turning off the sink and drying her hands.
She hopped over to me and gave me a hug like usual, and as usual her face pressing right into my crotch but the look on her face seem to say she didn’t even notice. She had a big grin on her face as she asked me “do you need something sweety?”
“yeah actually mom I want to know what happened with my father.” I said with a stern strait face as I looked her in the eyes.
She visibly took a step back by this question “Y-your father!? Sweety why would you wanna know about that?”
“i just think its time for me to hear about what happened it’s alright if you don’t wanna tell me though”
she was quiet for a few minutes then suddenly sighed “i guess I would have to tell you one of these days why not today then I guess”
“are you sure I know it must be hard to talk about it”.
“no its fine I knew this would happen someday I just wasn’t expecting today”
I nod my head letting her know I understand and she takes her time trying to figure out the words she wants to say.
“I’m sure you know about the base details of it like the fact that when I was 8 years old I met a man and some say he raped me I still don’t to this day but we did have sex and I was impregnated by this man and gave birth to you and your sister. I’m sure you know all this already correct?”
“yes I do” I simply stated
“well there’s a bit more to the story than just the base facts to this story. On the day that I met your father it was a bright and sunny day in spring the birds chirping the bugs humming along and I was none the wiser about the world. I was walking home from school that day when suddenly it felt like something was calling to me. My body on its own began to move to god knows
where.
When I finally stopped moving I don’t remember the name of the place but it was this old motel the place looked like it hadn’t been clean in years the floors were this disgusting mix of yellow tiles and mold in fact I think every wall of the place had mold on it.
As I stood there unable to move I felt a hand on my shoulder I tried to look but my head was stuck in place all I could see was what I later figured out to be a trench coat my body suddenly started moving along with him as we walked up to the counter.
“i would like to order a room for one night for me and my daughter” the man said to the clerk.
I stood there unable to speak only nod as the clerk looked over the counter to see me. As we entered the room I felt even more fear flow through my body at the thought that I didn’t know what the man wanted to do. I started shaking in fear then he knelt down and that’s when I saw your fathers face. The best way to describe your father would be that he looked young but had a thick face but was pretty skinny his hair and beard were both bright orange and he looked very dirty almost like he had been in a fight or was rolling around in mud for days strait he wore a long trench coat that looked worn and old like as if had it for a while. He had tears running down his face and he was apologizing profusely saying things like “I’m sorry this has to be done please forgive me” over and over again while moving me over to the hotel bed. I knew at this point your father wasn’t a bad person. He then proceeded to have intercourse with me.
When he finished he left the room still apologizing just as much even more actually and then he was gone. Jump to nine months later and there you guys are being born, the happiest day of my life.
Once everybody had left the room that’s when I saw your father a second time.
“wait dad was in the hospital with you!?” I said shocked at this
“yup he came right over and sat down next to me he was quiet for the longest time as he tried to think of the words to say then guess what”
“what?” I asked curiously
“out of nowhere you started crying in my arms you actually got your father to smile and made us both laugh”
“hes got a good voice I can tell he’ll be a fine man someday” your father said very proudly
“look I wanted to apologize for putting this heavy burden on you I know right now you wont understand but in the future there will be things to happen some behind the shadows but many out open to the world for all to see and our son will be there to guide it all this great change to the world I can feel it” he smiled while wiping a tear from his eyes “just one more thing” I looked at him curiously “what?”
“may I please have a picture with my kids”
“and that’s how my story ends please excuse me for a bit I’m just getting emotional nothing to worry about.”
I let mom walk away I knew she would be fine shes strong. I had a lot to think about now the man she described in the story sounds nothing like the man I met they sound like polar opposites to be honest. I decided worrying wouldn’t help right now and that I should just relax. I sat down on my couch and started watching an episode of an anime called sword art online on my T.V. When about halfway through the episode I hear a knock at the door.
I slowly opened the door revealing a fiery beauty at my door and man she was hot. Think my tongue fell out of my jaw. She was this short redheaded girl bright red almost like a fire. her face was round and she wore heavy eye liner just the right amount to make her look incredible. then her body My god her body her ass was amazing I could already tell just by looking at her front, and her tits they were amazing I gotta say E’s at least she was wearing these tight jeans and an equally tight black tank top that complimented her huge breasts nicely its like she left home this morning and made sure that every man she walked by had an instant hard-on.
By the time I realized I was staring to much I readjusted my self and held out my hand “hi I’m Ale…” she walked right past me ignoring me completely as she sat down on my couch. I was surprised to say the least I mean she just walked into my house and sat down on my couch like it was nothing.
“Awesome! I love SAO” she said as if she didn’t just barge in here but honestly I wasn’t complaining.
Its not every day you got a hot girl on you couch watching anime. I move behind her just as the episode ends and clear my throat loudly. She turns around and stares at me intensely “yeah what do ya want” she says with a temper.
“What do you mean what do I want you enter my house, watch my anime so I’d really like to know why your here” I said starting to get angry myself.
“your old man sent me” she said making me have even more questions.
“what do you mean he sent you?”
“didn’t you get the note he said he would tell you I was coming”
all the note said was a gift was coming… wait a second does he mean her! Shes the gift!
“why would he send you for what reason?”
“fer god sakes you’re loud shut up for a sec god damn he sent me cause I’m supposed to train you” she said while scratching the back of her head in an annoyed manner.
“train me? Train me in what?”
“magic dumb ass what else would there be? cause he obviously didn’t train you in fashion sense” she said while looking over my closes which was just an outfit I threw together at the last moment. I felt myself getting more angry at her here she comes barging in sits on my couch and then starts critiquing me on my fashion.
“magic? What magic?” I said while remembering the time in the hospital with that man when he stopped all my movements completely.
“ugh do you ever shut up you’re given me a headache goddamn it I know what kid of training you need !” she flick up her hand and out of nowhere a pencil flew up into the air and then suddenly flew at my head .I quickly dodged it before it hit me, and when I looked back half the pencil was imbedded deep in the wall.
“H-HOLY SHIT!! Jesus lady you trying to kill me. for fucks sake how the fuck did you do that” I screamed
“like I said with MAGIC retard you know for someone who’s race is the strongest there is you sure don’t know shit”
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Coninuing adventures of Joan
It was just another day at the barn…
A teenage boy’s normal struggles with growing up are complicated by his porn brain and pantie fetish, or at least that’s what he thinks. There might be more to the story.
After finding the Cove and being discovered by Jackie and Amber, Will was mesmerized by the two women and could not wait to see them again to explore his new found sexuality.
A chance occurrence reveals a father and daughter’s feelings for each other.
A Japanese tourist got separated from his group on tour in Amsterdam. He ends up in the red light district, and decides to have a go. He enters a sex shop, goes up to the guy behind the counter and asks, “One condom please.” He gets the answer they only sell condoms by six, nine or twelve. “But I only need one condom!” says the Japanese.
“Too bad, we only sell them by six, nine or twelve,” is the answer from the shop owner.
The tourist really wants to know why, so the shop owner explains: “The package of six is for the Italians: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Not on Sunday, as they have to go to church.”
“Oh,” says the Japanese, “So who is the package of nine for?”
“Easy, the French. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, twice on Saturday and twice on Sunday.”
The Japanese tourist is having the wildest imagination on the 12-condoms package, so he asks, “Who’s that for?”
“Well,” says the shop owner, “The package of twelve is for the English. January, February, March…”
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Coninuing adventures of Joan
“Wake up.”
She heard his voice call to her. Opening her eyes she looked around. The room was a small dark cell and she was alone.
“Can you hear me?” He asked.
“Yes, where are you?” She said.
“Nearby. You will be prepared and presented. Do not be afraid.”
“Presented? To whom?” She asked, but there was only silence.
The door opened and she was led out of the room by two reptilian looking women. Each woman held tightly to an arm, leading her down a dark corridor and through a non-descript door. Inside was a large white marble sunken tub that was filled with water. The two women led her into the water which was still very warm and heavily scented. Together the women washed and bathed her. Amanda have never this kind of attention paid to her before and she enjoyed it. Occasionally an unsettling feeling would cross her mind and she would start to miss her beast but she trusted him.
‘So soon?’
Amanda had no answer for herself.
Looking around the room, it was a magnificent site. The marble tub, a beautiful shade of cream that was surrounded by a warm brown rock floor and wall. A sky light provided the illumination that was diffused into a yellow warm light. The room was warm, but not uncomfortably so. Around the room against walls were various tables and shelves with all manner of creams, oils, flowers, brushes, pots and bowls. All destined to help achieve beauty. Had it not been for the reptilian females, she could have fooled herself at an expensive spa back home.
The women helped her to exit the bath and began drying her body. Pressing a wonderfully soft fabric all over her skin. They began oiling her, rubbing her tired body. Amanda sat up. Her body wasn’t sore. Her ankle wasn’t tender. Looking at her arms she realized the bite marks, while still visible were all healed. Resting back, she felt their fingers everywhere, rubbing and caressing. Spreading her ass cheeks one woman oiled inserted her finger up her ass and pumped slowly. Never one for ass play before, Amanda found herself relaxing and enjoying the brief exploration. The woman motioned for her to turn over and lay on her back and spread her legs. Amanda did so and waited, wondering if they would be that thorough on her front. One woman began to brush her hair dry while the other continued to oil her front. At her nipples, the woman dipped her fingers into a nearby pot and rubbed her fingers together. Amanda watched quietly as the gold liquid on the green fingers was then transferred to her nipples. Gently the woman tweaked her nipples to attention and painted them with the liquid gold, all the while, the paint warmed her nipple and made them tingle. This had an immediate effect on Amanda’s clit and more than anything she wanted to rub herself, or have one of the women rub her.
Oiling her way down to Amanda’s pussy, the reptilian woman reached over once more to the gold pot. Before applying the paint, the reptilian woman looked up at Amanda and flicked her long tongue at her. Amanda groaned and spread her legs wider. The woman lightly flicked at Amanda’s clit before licking up and into her pussy. Though not very thick, the tongue was amazing dexterous and explored Amanda’s love tunnel, revealing unusual pleasure locations. Standing suddenly, the woman took her paint covered hand and shoved as many of her seven fingers into Amanda’s wet pussy as she could. Leaving one on the outside, coating her clit with the gold warming paint. After several strokes, the woman withdrew her hand, much to Amanda’s disappointment. Reaching over for more gold paint, the woman dripped a goodly amount over Amanda’s clit, immediately creating a burning and lust that for now, could not or would not be satisfied.
Oiled and painted, the two women stood Amanda on her feet and began dressing her. Choosing to dress her in a white gossamer toga like dress the women began adding the finishing touches, like gold leafing her exposed shoulder and plating her hair, weaving gold thread through it.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Amanda was shocked that she looked so much like a goddess though she felt like a whore, wanting to jump the first thing she could. The paint was increasing her lust and walking made it seem worse.
The reptilian woman bowed and walked out of the room. Looking around, Amanda had no idea what was going on. Wondering if she could get away with pleasuring herself, she was disappointed when a set of double doors on the opposite wall opened and another red skinned demon entered the room. Wearing a black robe he entered and stopped when he saw Amanda. Her breath caught in her throat, she wondered if this was how she was being presented to. She hoped that she could at least scratch this itch and fuck him before she had to be taken to where she was going.
“Are you ready madam?” He asked her.
She nodded as she stood and slowly walked to him.
“Then follow me, we have started.”
“Started what?” Amanda asked.
The demon didn’t answer her but started walking down a stone hallway through the doors he had entered. Amanda tried to clear her head as they walked. She was not this kind of girl. She loved sex, but not so casually and not with this level of urgency. They walked down the hallway, made a left turn, walked some more and passed a courtyard before entering a larger set of double doors that were gilded. Standing before them, Amanda tried desperately to compose herself, the gold paint was really making it hard to walk normally, her clit and labia were swollen with excitement and anticipation.
The doors opened and Amanda was speechless. The hall was massive, hard to see the ceiling. The room could easily have fit two football fields into it. Suddenly she wasn’t so sure about this presentation. The demon urged her on, walking with her towards the far wall. As they walked, Amanda became aware that there were hundreds of demons standing around on either side of the walls and they were all staring at her.
Walking closer to the wall Amanda was aware that her beast was standing in front of three thrones. A fleeting though crossed her mind and she idly wondered if she was going to get a chance with her beast. Looking away momentarily, Amanda tried once more to clear her head and instead looked at the figure seated on the throne. He was a huge demon with large and wicked looking black horns sat at the center throne.
In a moment of clarity, Amanda’s knees began to go weak. This wasn’t supposed to happen, she just bought a house, she should be painting rooms and changing out locks, not bathed oiled and leafed to be presented at a demonic court. What if she was to be an appetizer? A pet? A toy? A squeak toy….
The thought caused a slight smile creep across her face, one she attempted to hide. The man walking with her stopped her and bowed. Beast lowered his eyes for a moment and unsure of what to do, Amanda curtsied.
“My lords, I present the intended.” The demon announced.
‘Intended for what?’ She wondered.
A long pregnant pause fell over the room as she was being inspected visually.
“Is it true that you saved my son?” The large demon asked.
Amanda’s eyes flickered up to the large demon before dropping them to the floor. She had a feeling that she shouldn’t make eye contact with him.
“Yes, my lord.”
“She has manners.” The large demon observed. “Why?”
“People were hurting him.”
“Your people.”
“My species but I have no ties with who was hurting him.”
“A simple yes would suffice.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“You defied your own species to defend my son.” He stated.
“Yes, my lord.”
“And this is your choice, Balthazar?”
“It is.”
Amanda looked up. She had never been given his name. Something about it was so mysterious and dangerous. Perfect for a demon.
“So be it. Any challengers?” The large demon addressed the large hall.
A hush fell over the crowd while Amanda looked around. Who would be challenging whom and what for? She knew she was partially involved in the challenge but not her role.
She heard the hooves against the marble floor before she turned around. Standing apart from the crowd was a lone figure. Amanda’s breath caught in her throat as she felt this creature’s eyes all over her body. She had the distinct impression that she was being appraised or worse, hunted. The challenging male took a large inhalation causing his whole chest to expand to a great size before growling. Amanda began to tremble with fear. Staring at this figure, she could sense movement to her right. Turning her head slightly she watched as two more figures stepped forward. A cold sweat broke out over her body and her sudden urge to flee was overwhelming. She looked over her shoulder towards the thrones. The large demon seated in the middle, had his hands clasped together, looking on with interest while Balthazar, her beast, began slowly walking towards her.
“You need to sit with father now.” He said quietly to her.
Unable to speak, she nodded her head and walked to the thrones. Balthazar’s father extended his hand to her and helped her to sit on a floor pillow on one side of his throne. Amanda was glad for it, her knees having totally failed her.
Watching Balthazar walking to the center of the room slowly, he looked around. A total of six challengers had stepped forward, all eyeing one another.
“Is he to fight them all?” Amanda whispered.
“They are to fight each other.” The large demon replied as if speaking to a child. “What is your name?”
“Amanda.”
“It’s been a long while since we’ve had a challenger let alone six. This should be very interesting.”
Before Amanda could process what the large demon had said, the fight started with a challenger lunging at another challenger and ramming his head into his side. Amanda realized that these demons have varying degrees of horns. Females has the short nubs style as did some males, like Balthazar, while others had larger horns, none as large as the pair sitting next to her. Some of the fighters used their horns as weapons, while others punched, kicked and slashed with their razor claws. When blood was drawn on Balthazar, Amanda turned her head, her stomach sick.
“This does not please you? To have many men fight over you?” The large demon asked.
“No.” Amanda croaked out weakly.
“Ah, one has conceded.”
Turning Amanda watched as one demon limped away from the brawl and leave the chamber. Shortly after another also left the chamber. One by one, the challengers backed down until it was just Balthazar and the first challenger. Circle one another the two demons attempted to find a weakness to exploit, some way to get an advantage over the other one. Seeing just two now, Amanda rose to her feet.
The challenger lunged but Balthazar stepped out of the way. Balthazar slashed, but the challenger blocked. Frustrated the two demons rushed each other and locked arms, twisting and turning, trying to overpower the other one with brute force. Suddenly, Balthazar threw the challenger to the floor but not before he latched onto Balthazar’s leg and bit down hard. There was no howl of pain, only fury as Balthazar reached down and pulled the challenger off his leg and twisted his neck until is snapped, killing the demon.
“We have a victor!” The large demon stood up and applauded.
The previously quiet hall erupted in to cheers while other stamped their hooves against the smooth floor. Standing in the center Balthazar looked exhausted and bloodied but he stood his ground and looked at Amanda.
“Prepare yourself.” The large demon announced.
Balthazar bowed and left the hall.
Amanda stood flabbergasted as to what just occurred. Several reptilian people came forward with trays full of food, some were maneuvering tables with food into places around the hallway, while a small group were carrying in what looked to be some sort of stage. Amanda watched the scene with a detached silence, struggling to make sense of everything that had happened and was happening still. It suddenly occurred to her that she needed to get back to her house, her home. She had things to still do there, organizing and unpacking to do, some cleaning and the cable guy was supposed to be coming by on Thursday. Instead she was staring at a weird sort of party with the focal point being erected in the center of the room.
Amanda nibbled lightly and tried to act as a gracious guest, but she was scared. With Balthazar gone, she did not know how long she had to stay at this party, if she could even leave, where she could go or what she was to do. Instead, she reached over and grabbed a glass of wine from a nearby reptilian man.
After sipping on the strong wine and sitting for what seemed like hours, Amanda stood and was about to ask to be excused when the double doors opened and Balthazar strode in, clean and healed. He wore a white robe and a chaplet of leaves. Amanda could see his red skin had places where he had been gold leafed, much as herself. Walking up with a confidence she had never seen on anything, man or beast, she was awe struck. She caught herself smiling an embarrassed smile as she felt a little bit like a fan girl in his presence.
A reptilian woman came over and placed a chaplet of leaves on Amanda’s head and began to lead her to the center of the floor near the stage. The gold paint reactivated immediately causing Amanda to gasp four steps away from the throne. Upon closer inspection, Amanda realized it was a bed. Suddenly she was having a bad feeling about what was too happen, though she wanted it very badly. The spectators watched, mingled, chatted and dined as they kept one eye on the human woman and their champion. Stopping before her, Balthazar looked down at Amanda.
“Only this once will there be spectators.” He whispered.
“Champion, as victor you have the right to take that which you desire. Conquer her as you concurred your enemies.” The large demon announced loudly.
In a blink, Balthazar threw Amanda on the bed and was pacing around, as if looking for a weakness. Startled Amanda looked about wildly. Calmly, while walking, he untied his robe revealing his naked body. Seeing her beast pace at the foot of the bed made her heart race, his eyes never leaving her. His body was chiseled from a red rock, so firm and defined. His engorged cock ready for its own kind of battle. Just like the rest of him, it was firm and chiseled though a much more violent red color beneath a layer of gold paint. Suddenly Amanda was jealous and wondered if some reptilian woman had jacked him off applying the paint. What caught Amanda’s attention and caused her to begin to worry was his size. A solid foot long he was thicker than any man she had ever seen, several inches of girth and he had an enormous tip that ballooned into a deep red almost purple head. Her breathing grew fast and shallow and she could feel the dull ache between her legs. That horrid feeling of need and desire. Balthazar sensed a shift and stopped pacing, staring with unnerving force. Amanda shifted ever so slightly back before Balthazar sprung forward, pinning Amanda to the bed.
Looking into his eyes, she could see they were glazed over, clouded by lust. Without hesitation Balthazar ripped her dress open, exposing her body. Taking a moment, he drank in her naked form, this time meant for him. Placing one hand under her ass, he flipped her over onto her hands and knees. Roughly he moved her into position as her heart beat harder and faster. Was this really about to happen and with all of these witnesses?
His wrist was shoved in her face and she could see it was cut and bleeding.
“Drink.” He growled.
Hesitating a moment, she clamped her mouth around his bleeding wrist, just as he entered her. The shock of the pain caused her to see stars. Gasping for a moment, she managed to compose herself just long enough before he pushed into her again. This time she cried out, muffled by his wrist. Another push, this time harder caused her eyes to water. Balthazar stopped a moment and removed his wrist. Adjusting them both on the bed, Amanda was shocked that she was able to take any of his size. It hurt as much as when she lost her virginity and she knew this was only the beginning.
With an inhuman howl, Balthazar began to violently pump into Amanda, trying to shove all twelve inches into her tight little hole. The harder he pumped, the more frustrated he grew and the harder he tried to fit inside of her. Amanda cried out, uncaring if anyone else was around. The size and force were not too her liking and she wanted it to stop.
“It hurts.” She whimpered.
Leaning forward still rhythmically thrusting, he whispered in her ear.
“I’m sorry, this will help.” Just as he bit down into her shoulder.
The pain from the bite distracted her from the pain between her legs but caused the endorphins in her brain to help battle it. Something about that bite set something in her lose, as if he switched on the right button and she could suddenly enjoy what was happening. No longer distracted by the pain, she could feel Balthazar’s head inside her, rubbing her G spot, his girth rubbed against her swelling labia, which in turn rubbed against her clit. This release of pain came on so suddenly that it caused her to instantly become wet.
Balthazar knew before any of this what it was doing to her body, he could sense it. Stopping long enough to flip her back around and throw her on her back, he reentered her roughly and redoubled his efforts. With every stroke he went deeper, pressing himself to fit in her. The tightness took away his breath and it took every ounce of willpower to keep from cumming too soon. She felt exquisite.
In this position, Amanda’s clit grinded up against the base of Balthazar’s cock, causing it to become overstimulated fast. Shaking, she looked down between them and was shocked to realize that she was able to take him completely. A grunt from his throat caused Amanda to look up. Settling back down on the bed, she wrapped her legs around the demon and held him as tight to her as possible. Bending his head down, Amanda felt his sharp teeth bite lightly on her nipples, then harder, causing another rush of endorphins through her body. Rubbing and fondling her other breast with his claws, he raked her skin, leaving pink ribbons of scratches behind. Somehow he knew the endorphins had one destination, her pussy.
A different sensation began to grow in Amanda, a pressure near the opening of her pussy, but inside. It rubbed all the right places but she realized whatever it was, was swelling. Wiggling against this new intruder caused Amanda to begin to shudder. Squeezing her muscles against it caused a chain reaction in her that caused her to grip Balthazar’s neck and buck against him hard. This additional fullness pule the constant rubbing and grinding on her clit and the roughness of his strokes drove her over the edge. Arching her back, Amanda gave into her most powerful orgasm of her life. Stimulated in so many different ways, she allowed herself to ride the wave of pleasure as she screamed.
Raising his head, Balthazar violently jerked into her harder than he had previously before he roared like a great beast. Amanda could feel a warmness inside her as he filled her with his seed. Balthazar came for several long minutes, bucking constantly and involuntarily as he poured himself into her. Collapsing on top of her and panting, Balthazar propped himself up on his elbows and looked at Amanda.
“You’re mine.” He whispered.
Amanda could only nod in agreement.
“It is done!” The large demon announced.
The hall once more erupted into applause. Looking around Amanda was only becoming aware that they had an audience. She was embarrassed at the same time she was not. It had been the best sex of her life. Sex that was so good it rightfully deserved an audience.
“Now what?” She whispered as she panted too.
“Now we will go back to our rooms and enjoy our first night joined.”
“We’re married.” She stated more than asked.
“Yes, I believe you call it that. You are my mate now.”
“Okay, so let’s go.” She breathed.
Sitting up Balthazar wrapped his arms around her and began to lift her, with her still impaled by his cock.
“Whoa, aren’t you going to pull out?” She asked.
“We’re joined. I cannot remove myself until you’re carrying my child.” He said matter of factly.
“We have to continue to fuck till I’m knocked up? How will you know?” She asked shocked.
“My body just knows.”
“And after that?”
“After you are with child it will be different. I’ll be matured and we could then have sex for pleasure. Your hormones of being with my child will finish my growth.”
Looking down, Amanda gently pulled from Balthazar and found that she could not dislodge him, the swelling inside saw to it that they were firmly bonded and that none of his seed escaped.
“Like I said, once you are with my child then we can enjoy sex for pleasure.”
Holding her tightly, he lifted her from the bed and began walking out of the hall to the loud applause and cries of the spectators.
“Once you are with child, we will be presented as the Prince and Princess of the country. Once you give birth my father can chose whether or not to hold our coronation ceremony. I will be King and you my Queen.”
“Seriously?” She asked shocked that she was on the cock of royalty.
“Yes, seriously. There will be time for talking later….”
He buried his face in her breasts and nipped lightly at her nipple causing a ripple of pleasure and a squeal in Amanda.
Their walking caused Balthazar’s cock to bounce deeper into Amanda’s body. Her clit, still overstimulated and pressed in close to his body continued to rub, eventually causing her to grit her teeth and pant. Her involuntary flexing of her pussy muscles contracted around Balthazar’s cock causing him to pin her against a wall and fuck her all over again. This time Amanda came as she orgasmed and she came hard causing her whole body to shudder. Balthazar pressed into her body as hard as he could when his time came. Gripping her hair in one of his claws, he shook and spasamed as he filled her with his warmth.
Panting, they looked at one another, smiling. Impulsively he leaned forward and kissed her lips gently. Reciprocating the kiss, Amanda wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer. Wrapping his arms around her body once more, Balthazar began walking towards their rooms.
“I need a minute.” Balthazar said sitting in an arm chair in the hallway.
Amanda rested her weight on her knees and using the arms leaned back to get some fresh air and to stretch her back. Looking straight up at the ceiling, she felt Balthazar buck beneath her. Looking up at him he had an embarrassed smile on his face.
“Your hair, it was tickling my balls.”
Amanda smiled a wicked smile and leaned her head back, this time shaking her head. Balthazar began to buck then changed his rhythm. He began to bounce Amanda on his lap. This sudden change in power startled Amanda and caused her to cry aloud. She used the arms to steady herself, but the constant bouncing was rapidly bringing on another orgasm.
Suddenly Balthazar pressed on to her shoulders causing him to go deeper into her. Amanda saw stars as she gasped. Flinging her had back she screamed. Her scream echoed down the hallway as she collapsed against Balthazar’s chest.
“Don’t tickle my balls again, unless I ask.” He whispered playfully.
“Got it.” She panted.
An hour, 200 yards and three more fucks later they stumbled into their rooms, barely making it to the bed before the urgency of their loins was once more at a critical level. Amanda was so stimulated that the simple act of breathing was causing her body to shudder out of control.
She was sore, she was tired, her body hurt and was far too stimulated. She was hungry and she wanted a bath, but they still couldn’t break away.
“I need a break.” She panted, laying beneath Balthazar on their bed.
“Not yet.”
“I can’t keep this up. I’m exhausted. I’ve never had this many orgasms before…”
“We have to darling, I can’t pull out without hurting you.”
“Try, please.”
He reluctantly pulled from her, but the pain on her face stopped him. They were truly locked together. He tried once more, but the urge to fuck flared up and he began pulling and pushing slowly.
“No, Balthaar, I can’t….”
But Balthazar didn’t stop, he kept pulling out slightly until the pressure was too much then he pressed into her deeply.
“Please don’t…”
She pushed at him, but her body contracted and squeezed around his shaft and knot. His eyes rolled up into his head.
“No….” she moaned, but did not fight him.
He continued his slow pulling and pressing until she had given in and began squirming around on the bed. Rotating his hips in a wave like motion that both pulled at the knot and pushed in deeply, he found a new reaction from her and a different sensation for him. Moving closer to her, inch by inch, he delved deeper. Something about the motion opened her depths to him, like a flower. Grabbing hold of her legs, he pulled her pelvis up and supported her ass with his hands as he continued his rhythmic slow fucking. He watched in fascination the pleasure play out across his lover’s face, the wave like motion of her breast sway with the motion of their lovemaking. Though he had not changed the tempo he could see that she was experiencing more as the moments went on. He could feel it in the soft but firm caresses her walls had on his cock and knot. Slow at first but then the squeezing was more frequent and firmer. He felt as if he was being milked.
Amanda began to moan and loudly. She had screamed before but the moaning was new. It was a huge turn on to Balthazar. Reaching up, he tweaked a nipple between his talons, drawing a little blood and causing her to arch her back and clamp down on his dick. Scratching her stomach lightly, Amanda moaned again, this time louder. Carefully selecting a fleshy part of her thigh, Balthazar wrapped his hand around the limb and dug his claws into the flesh. Amanda reciprocated by becoming incredibly wet and gasping, her back arching further. He pressed harder into her, making the strokes still even but with more pressure. The deepness was amazing.
Amanda could not think straight, the pain and pleasure was mixing and becoming hard to separate in her mind. She was experiencing and that was as far as she could focus. She wanted more, wanted it harder, deeper, longer, more violent, softer, and with more intensity. She didn’t want this to end.
Balthazar gnashed his teeth. The burning built up again. Starting in his chest, tightening it making his stomach tighten as well. The fire, usually a slow burn, moved with lightning speed to his groin and before he was able to hold off, he was filling his lover with his seed. Something was different this time. Looking into her eyes she felt it too. With a pop, he felt his knot dislodge and he was free from her body. Looking at each other for a moment, the realization set in what had happened. It took five hours, but she was carrying his child.
Exhaustion set in for both parties. Collapsing on the bed they both lay motionless for long minutes.
“I don’t know how to do this, how to be your wife, how to be a mother to your child, how to live here….what happened?” Amanda said quietly.
“A lot has happened quickly.” Balthazar agreed.
“I’m scared.”
“Rightfully so, I’d say but Amanda, you can never go back home. Even if we could figure out how to open the correct portal to your world, those people would kill you for helping me and taking away their potential power.”
“Power?”
“To drink the blood of a demon that is willingly given to you grants the drinker access to powers beyond anything you can imagine. They were trying to do that but couldn’t figure out why it wasn’t working. I was not willingly giving y blood up, they were taking it by force.”
“Oh.”
“You, I gave to willingly. Your kindness, your sympathy was touching. But more than that, in order to keep you safe from them, I had to bring you with me and you would never have survived the jump to my world. The rift would have shredded you had you not have demon blood in your body.”
“Am I part demon now?”
“No,” he chuckled, “but it means that you do have me in your system, so you have the essence of demon, but are not one of us.”
Amanda nodded but felt like she was missing something bigger.
“I don’t know the first thing about your people or how to be a queen for them.”
Balthazar leaned over and kissed her forehead. Amanda noticed that his horn nubs seemed a little longer.
“Don’t worry my dear, being a queen will be the easy part. We have bigger problems to deal with first.”
…to be continued
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The greatest act of love is the final act of love.
Naruto:Kyuubi Secrets
Ch.6: That Night and the One After
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So, I haven’t even waited to start this chapter, and I haven’t even checked the last story for comments. So, I’m kinda lost with what to say, and I’m just gonna start writing now…
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Right as Naruto landed on his living room floor, he heard a buzzing in his ear. Suddenly, the all too familiar scroll flashed in an eruption of flooding light, and as it died down, in it’s midst stood a very pissed-off looking fox-girl.
“What the hell, Naruto!” She exclaimed, her face red in anger.
“I’m sorry, Nya, I just got carried away,” Naruto explained, trying to save his ass.
“You got carried away?!? First you made out with her like there was no tomorrow, and that was bad enough! But then you asked her out on a date! I thought that I was your girlfriend,” Nya yelled, almost on the verge of tears.
“I’m sorry, Nya! You know that you are my girlfriend, but I need someone that is an actual person, and not a Kyuubi form that dies when I die,” Naruto said, trying to calm her down.
“Damn, Naruto, why can’t you only be mine,” Nya said as she sobbed uncontrollably almost falling.
Naruto quickly caught then hugged her, silently speaking to Nya.”Nya, I think that you know the answer to that question. I will be yours, but I have to have someone real, and I believe that Anko is that person.”
“I’m sorry Naruto,” Nya said as she crushed her lips against Naruto’s.
Naruto and Nya’s tongues and fought each other’s for access into the other’s mouth. Nya’s hands drifted over Naruto’s chest and leading over to his back. Naruto’s hands traced over Nya’s sexy curves, groping uncontrollably at her breasts, and finally rested on Nya’s firm, tight ass. Naruto’s hardening shaft quickly pressed into Nya’s flat stomach as she pulled out of Naruto’s mouth, and stared into Naruto’s deep blue orbs.
“I want your body badly, Nya,” Naruto huskily grunted as he softly threw her down onto the bed, and began ravaged her body with his mouth.
Naruto kissed down her neck, and slowly, but effectively, licked and nibbled on Nya’s body. When Naruto’s affectionate mouth reached Nya’s collar bone, he lightly nibbled on the sensitive structure, and Nya screamed in ecstasy. Naruto grinned, looking up at Nya’s head; thrown back, eyes closed, letting out silent moans through an open mouth.
As he continued down her body, Naruto’s wandering mouth quickly Found the top of Nya’s elegant kimono. Softly clutching it in his mouth, he swiftly pulled down, releasing Nya’s beautiful, pert tits. Naruto skilled tongue quickly darted on the soft creamy skin, smartly avoiding her breasts. Nya groaned in annoyance as she placed her hands on Naruto’s head, and slowly moving it to her hard nipples. Naruto slowly began licking over Nya’s erect nipples, extracting lustful moans. He smiled as he softly bit down on her nipple, pulling it with his teeth. Nya screamed in pleasure, as she began scratching Naruto’s back with her nails. As Naruto drew the stretched nipple into his mouth, his hand slowly drifted down Nya’s toned body, until it reached her panty-clad pussy, which was soaking wet. He quickly pulled the crotch of her panties down, then slowly started massaging her slit as Nya moaned in pleasure. Naruto slowly withdrew the wet nipple and put the other in mouth, repeating the treatment on the other sensitive nub. His thumb quickly found Nya’s stiffened clit and began rubbing, as Naruto fingers quickened their pace on her slit. As Nya moaned in ecstasy, Naruto finished her off as he pumped his pointer finger and middle finger into her sopping wet pussy.
With a shudder, Nya opened her mouth in a silent scream, and her back arched, and after a moment of total stiffness, Nya dropped and passed out from total exhaustion. That’s when Naruto heard the familiar sound of a crying girl. He spun his head quickly in the direction of his window, and when he saw a flash of movement, he bolted off the bed, and out the door.
Naruto agilely sprinted through the crowd, searching for the crying woman. Then he locked onto the kunoichi, and a very familiar one at that. Naruto then started to run at a slant, and quickly lunged, enveloping the woman in his arms, and escaping the crowd.
Naruto cradled the weeping girl in his arms as he looked down and softly asked,”Who are you?”
The girl looked up, her short, black hair covering her face. Naruto could see the running mascara, creating dull black lines streaming down her cheeks, obviously from crying. Naruto softly brushed the hair away from her face, and was shocked with the girl.
“Shizune nee-chan?! Why are you crying?!”
She snuffled as she looked up at Naruto and shakily answered,”I’m just really sad! I mean, I wait for three years, to finally go to confess my feelings for you and, and…”
“Nee-Chan…its not what you think…” Naruto tried to explain to the weeping woman.
“Bullshit, Naruto!! What do you mean it’s not what I think?” Shizune sobbed, pushing away from the sturdy male.”I saw you pleasuring a woman! I just hoped and prayed that you would still not have someone to love, and I could be there for you!!”
“Shizune, please stop crying,” Naruto silently pleaded, almost crying himself.”I can still love, and I can still love you…”
Shizune burst out of Naruto’s arms, stood, and without even facing him said,”No, Naruto. Don’t do that. If you are with another woman, don’t risk it. But remember, if you are in need of someone else ever again, I will always be there.”
With that said, Shizune slowly sprint off, leaving Naruto on the side of the road. He held his head, trying to comprehend what had happened. So, now he knew that both Anko and Shizune seemed to like him ALOT. But then there was Nya, and she seemed to not want him to date. Damn, Naruto thought, I am screwed.
Naruto quickly returned home to find Nya gone, in the scroll he had made. He made a small bowl of homemade ramen, and slowly ate, thinking about what to do with all of these beautiful women. When he had finished the ramen, he changed into his orange sleeping clothes, before lying in bed for around an hour, thinking, before slowly drifting into a deep and dreamless sleep.
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Naruto awoke to the feeling of total shit. He tried to eat, but fucked up relentlessly, his mind preoccupied with other things. He felt horrible after his incident with Shizune, and he wanted her to know that he had feeling for her, but then there was Anko. She obviously had…intimate affections towards Naruto, and he had already asked her out.
“Damn,” Naruto grunted as he splashed water all over the front of his shirt, the culprit being his clumsiness.”And this shirt was my only clean one.”
Naruto quickly removed his shirt, revealing his rugged abdomen to the cool air. He angrily took his shirt, and roughly threw his shirt in the dryer. Considering the fact that he had no other shirt, Naruto had about half an hour to try and think of a solution. After fifteen minutes of thinking about his steadily horribly increasing life, he heard a soft knock on his front door. He slowly stood onto legs that felt like jelly, and painfully walked to the door. He opened the door to a blushing Shizune.
Naruto quickly lunged forward, trapping Shizune in his embrace before she could even speak. She quickly recovered from her daze, then wrapped her arms around Naruto’s toned chest. Her head nuzzled into Naruto’s shoulder as he let go, and stared into her wonderful grey eyes.
“I am so sorry, Nee-chan. I never really understood it, but i always felt weird around you,”Naruto huskily said, breathing on Shizune’s quivering neck as he lifted her and closed his door.”But now I know that you feel the same way.”
Shizune began to pant as Naruto started to breath on her neck, then suddenly screamed out,”Naruto, I love you!!! Oh, God, keep making me feel SOOOO good!!!”
Naruto smirked as he began to lick the sensitive spots on her neck, tracing a way over to Shizune’s collar bone. Once his destination was reached, he began to slightly nibble the fragile bone, sending Shizune’s body shivering and spasming in Naruto’s arms. He grinned as he softly laid Shizune’s body down, and began to further lick his way down her tight body. Naruto’s traveling mouth quickly found the top of Shizune’s elegant red kimono. He then stopped his licking and nibbling altogether and came up to lay beside Shizune,
holding her close to his chest.
“Damn,” Naruto said after a moment of romantic silence.”It looks as though I have one of the sexiest kunoichi in my arms, practically sleeping with me.”
Shizune sighed and replied,”Even though it has been absolute ecstasy, that’s not what I came here for.”
Naruto laid on his back, arms out, as Shizune snuggled into his chest.
“Really?” He asked,”What did you actually come here for?”
“Well,” She began, unsure,”Word on the streets is that you have a little fling going on with Anko…”
Naruto sadly looked over at Shizune then grinned, saying,”Not any more,” And drew Shizune in for a erotic kiss.
Shizune moaned into Naruto’s mouth as his almost expert hand swiftly groped her light body, squeezing her breasts, and pulling her nipples. Naruto’s other hand traced a path down Shizune’s back, and after reaching her ass, he squeezed, and ran his hand along the ridge of her succulent cheeks.”But don’t you want to be with Anko?” Shizune asked after breaking apart the kiss.
“Screw Anko,” Naruto said huskily, as he tried to get Shizune’s breasts out of the red kimono’s top.
She pushed him back, and moaned softly, saying,”I’m sorry Naruto. But I have some work to do for Tsunade-sama. I will be back, though, and tonight I’m coming over.”
“Damn, nee-chan,” Naruto groaned.”I was looking forward to your body.”
Shizune blushed as she rearranged her kimono, and then her hair. When she finished, she came down and kissed Naruto one more time before whispering in a cute voice,”I’ll see you tonight!”
‘Damn,’ Naruto thought,’I’ve got to be the luckiest man alive!’
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A number of hours later…
Naruto nervously took a deep breath before stepping up onto the worn porch of Anko’s house. He knocked on the door, and a second later, a very sexy Anko opened the door.
“Hey, Naruto,” Anko giggled as she clumsily fell into his arms.
“Hey, Anko. Are you drunk?” Naruto asked, trying to keep her up.
“Only for you, babe,” she slurred, pulling Naruto in for a kiss.
Naruto kissed her back as Anko hungrily and erratically kissed Naruto. When they pushed back for air, Naruto slowly said,”Well, Anko, about this whole relationship…I’m afraid to say that we can really do that…”
“What?” Anko said confusedly, her sudden drunkenness disappearing.
“Well, I’ve kinda fallen for Shizune, and she’s fallen for me…” Naruto nervously replied, and Anko gasped and fell to her knees.
“Anko…” Naruto said reaching for her, and her head snapped up, glaring at him.
“Get the hell away from me!!” She screamed before running into her home, and slamming the door closed in Naruto’s face.
Naruto held his head as he warily made his way home, after stopping to get some warm ramen, of course.
Right when he arrived home, he was concerned. There was a small group of people that he knew. Kakashi stood holding his head, while Jaraiya had his face covered with his hands. Several known kunoichi stood with teary eyes, and Naruto panicked, running into the small crowd, loudly saying,”Shizune?! Where are you?!?”
In the center of the crowd Naruto saw a weeping Shizune on her knees, resting in front of a limp familiar female body.”My god, Shizune…what happened?” Naruto asked in astonishment.
“Tsunade-sama, she’s…she’s been assassinated!!!”
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Well, my peeps…hope that you liked the chapter, and sorry for the long-as-hell wait! You probably figured out by now that I won’t really be sticking to the story line(besides the whole war against Akatsuki and the undead shinobi). Next chapter…
1)the Hokage tournament begins!
2)Naruto & Shizune’s relationship gets serious!
3)Akatsuki shows signs of war!
Until then,
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A truly hot yet taboo sexual encounter.
Things are moving toward confrontation
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It was a cold, drizzly Saturday night and the sounds of whistles and slap shots echoed throughout the cavernous hockey rink. There was a group of boys still on the ice, but only one was left in the locker room. Nick was exhausted from his practice, and he sat and surveyed the now empty changing facility. His friend Jake was the last boy to leave, and Nick was alone, too tired to strip quickly and simply wanting a long nap. Sweat drenched his body and he felt his gear stick to his body. He was a goalie, and had his skates, leg pads, pants, and Underarmor t-shirt still on. The room was stiflingly hot, and Nick knew he would have to shower before he could go out and meet his friends. He had gotten a text from his friend during the practice, reading: “my friend Sara is into you dude, you really should make a move on her tonight.” Nick giggled slightly after reading this, but he really had no interest, he was simply too beat from playing.
He wasn’t a tall boy, maybe 5’7”, 5’10” in skates, but he had a solid frame and powerful legs beneath his equipment. His skin was a pale white, and his hair was dark—he looked classically Jewish, though he was often confused for Italian, even Greek. In one way, at least, he was Greek, though it wasn’t the sort of detail he usually revealed to people. Nick slowly rubbed his arms and pulled his shirt up a bit to rub his abs. He could feel the sweat sticking, and he wanted nothing more than to feel hot water running down his bare skin. His penis barely twitched at the thought—there were few things more sensual than a shower to him. However, the showers at the rink were big, open rooms with a half-dozen showerheads, and they lacked the intimacy of his home shower. Nevertheless, Nick always got a kick out of showering next to five of his teammates. They would horse and joke around—a bunch of naked boys with a ton of pent up sexual energy. Now though, Nick was in the locker room alone, and he could relax and take his time.
Tenderly he peeled off his pads and skates, until he was wearing just his underarmor t-shirt and a pair of tight fitting sweatpants. Both were covered in sweat, and he longed to relax. He slipped a pair of flip-flops on and walked around the locker room, wondering what he should do that night. He ran his fingers through his hair and stretched lightly, trying to coax his muscles back into operation. Nick had always enjoyed the locker room—although some thought it was smelly or dirty, to him it was a place that felt like a home, a place where he could just relax and be a boy.
He sauntered over to the urinals and pulled down the front of his sweatpants, exposing his soft penis. He grabbed it with two fingers in his right hand and held it outward, yawning approvingly as he peed. He was proud of his penis—even soft it was smooth and thick, with a large pink mushroomhead and long, rounded shape. As he finished up he pulled up his pants, letting the waistband snap back against his abs. As he turned around to go to his locker and strip for his shower, he noticed the door to the room open. Nick was standing smack in the middle of the rectangular locker room when, looking to his left, he saw someone he never thought he would see in such a place—a girl, a drop-dead sexy girl.
A bit shocked, he turned to face the girl, who was about fifteen feet away and looked a bit bewildered, and opened his mouth to talk: “Um, are you looking for someone?”
She was, in a word, sexy. She had on a pair of flip-flops, a tight but wavy white skirt, and a blue tank-top with a slightly obvious push-up bra on underneath. Her legs and skin were tan, and her hair was dark and rich. She was short, but not too short, and Nick could tell from once glance that she was stunning. He wondered what in the hell she was doing in such a dark and smelly place. She smiled demurely, her full cheeks blushing slightly pink but obscured by her tanned skin. “Oh, yeah, sorry…” She seemed to come out of a trance; Nick had a feeling she had been looking him over. “I was looking for my friend Jake, but I guess he already left. Who are you?”
Nick was a bit impressed with her audacity. Most girls wouldn’t have the moxie to walk right into a boys’ locker room, let alone to stick around and make conversation. He took advantage of the pause in the fledging conversation to adjust the elastic waistband of his sweatpants and pull up his t-shirt to wipe his sweaty face. “Yeah, I know Jake, he left a while ago, he seemed to be in a rush. I’m Nick. I haven’t seen you around the rink before, are you Jake’s girlfriend or something?”
Secretly Nick was hoping she wasn’t. It wasn’t that she was just smoking hot, it was that there was something a little sad and mysterious behind her dark, confident eyes. Additionally, it was Nick’s, and almost every hockey player’s fantasy, to do it in a locker room. Not that that was actually going to happen, he thought, as he waited for her to finish aimlessly looking around the room and respond to his question.
Nick retreated a little bit, toward his gear, so he could sit down on the bench and look right to face her as she spoke. She was still about ten or fifteen feet away from her, and he didn’t want to come on strong and freak her out. Plus, she seemed younger, and a bit hyperactive—being in such a testosterone-filled place and all. She giggled. “No, no, I mean, no, I’m not. Once, a long time ago, but yeah, no, I’m not. I just wanted to give him something he left at my house.” She smiled and motioned to her pocketbook. “Oh, I’m Jessica.” She blushed at forgetting the obvious, and took a step closer toward Nick.
He stood up from the bench and turned around, trying to keep himself busy with his gear so it wouldn’t be that obvious that he was hitting on her. Jessica. It was a pretty name. Cute, not sexy. Nick couldn’t stand trashy, slutty girls—they were just never his thing. Though part of him was a romantic, another part of him loved the pure, raw, gritty aspects of sex. It wasn’t like he enjoyed using women, rather he got the most pleasure out of opening a good, innocent girl up to the rough and intense pleasures of physical lovemaking.
He tried to shake his more intimate thoughts from his mind as they struggled to start a conversation. He wondered why the hell she was still in the locker room. “Well Jessica, nice to meet you.” Nick smiled, stood up, and walked toward her. He extended his hand and shook hers firmly, briefly locking eyes with her as their skin touched. “So, are you still in high school? I’m a freshman in college. I’m only asking because, you know, it’s late, it’s probably past your curfew or something.” Nick flashed a quick smirk and stood with a hand playing with his waistband. He wondered if she had the sass to banter with him. “Well, Mr. College Boy, yes I am still in high school, but even if it was past my curfew, I’m here, aren’t I?” Nick paced around the room a little bit, trying to seem distracted and aloof. He spoke: “I was going to ask, why are you still in here anyway?” He smiled—there wasn’t much of an answer she could give.
Nick paced back to his gear and quickly lifted his sweaty t-shirt over his head, revealing a muscular, white chest with two pink nipples. He had a small patch of chest hair in the middle of his torso and the beginnings of a “happy trail” running down his mildly toned abs. He could tell she was both embarrassed and intrigued, and spoke quickly before she could respond to his previous question: “Hey, it’s a locker room Jessica, a boy has to change.” He smirked and wondered if she was at all thinking what he was.
Jessica was definitely admiring his body. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. He wasn’t a big person, yet his chest seemed so full and strong—she wanted to feel him on top of him, pressing down on her. She tried to shrug the thought away as she spoke, looking him in the eyes. “Well, if you really want to know, I don’t have any plans tonight so I was just killing time. You mind?”
Nick stood back up from the bench and grabbed his towel, trying to figure out his next move. Jessica was standing there thumbing the bottom of her tank top and shyly looking at him. He gambled and decided to take a chance. “Well, I can’t complain about a pretty girl in my locker room. Tell you what, if you don’t have plans, why don’t you let me take you to a movie or something after I change and shower—I have my car downstairs.” Now it was Nick’s turn to fidget around shyly. Jessica smiled and took a while before responding. “Well, since I’ve already seen you without a shirt and all…why not?” She smiled and took another step closer. “But it’s cold outside, can I wait in here for you?”
Nick wasn’t entirely sure what she was implying. Sure she was cute, and she wanted to go out with him, but that wasn’t a free license for him to do what he wanted. All he knew was that every time he looked at her lips, her perky boobs, and her tan legs, that he wanted to go crazy on her. “Sure you can, but I have to shower, so these sweats are coming off pretty quickly.” He laughed and grabbed his towel. “Turn around,” he commanded. She did as she was told and Nick took a moment to glance at her perfectly shaped butt in her tight white skirt. He wondered what color underwear she was wearing. He pulled down his sweats and boxers, tossed them in the locker, briefly glanced at his penis, and wrapped the towel low and tight around his waist. “Alright, all good.” She turned around and he winked at her. He could see her admiring his body, and he was not aware of the rather sizable bulge his soft penis made against the towel. She bit her lip quickly and muttered, “go get clean, dirty boy.”
Nick took a moment to contemplate his options, and took a quick step forward. “Hey Jessica, you might hate me for this, but you’re too cute for me to not do it.” He smirked and blushed simultaneously and leaned forward, placing his hand on her waist and pulling her into his body. He let his lips touch hers and he gave her a deep, long kiss. When he pulled back he could see she was shocked, and he muttered “sorry.” She smiled and was about to speak when Nick felt her hand wrap around his chest and pull him close. He caught her clue and kissed her again, letting his tongue caress hers. His hands wrapped around her small body and he pulled her into him, his bulge rising and his towel coming dangerously close to falling. “I….have to…shower,” Nick managed to spurt out while they were kissing. Jessica giggled and whispered in his ear—“You’re sexier when you’re dirty.” Nick pushed her back against the wall of lockers and re-adjusted his towel. He sauntered up to her and let his hand slide up her shirt as they kissed again. His tongue slipped out of her mouth and slid down her neck, wetting her warm skin as his hand explored her chest.
Nick could only think of one thing, feeling himself inside of this adorably innocent, and random, high school girl. He wanted to fill her up and make her scream. She was so small and perfect looking—he knew he could drill her until she broke. He wondered how good it would feel to cum inside her and how many orgasms he could give her before she couldn’t take any more. He pushed her up against the lockers harder and quickly ripped her tank-top off over her head. His hands massaged her now hard nipples and his tongue kissed her chest. “Hey Jessica, I really should take that shower, want to come?” She smiled and panted a couple times before responding. “Well, in one way I do.” She smirked and told Nick to turn around. He did so and waited eagerly for what awaited. When he was told to turn back around, he saw Jessica standing by his gear, butt-naked except for his oversized hockey jersey.
The erect meat in his towel was bulging and dying to breathe now, and as soon as Nick saw Jessica in his jersey, he let his towel drop to the ground as he moved toward her. He whispered in her ear as she nearly gasped from seeing the almost eight inches of cock he was packing: “Nice jersey, you could almost pass for a cheerleader.” He smirked and let his cock rub against her bare legs while they kissed intensely. She was panting now, and he knew what it was she wanted. “Jessica…are you a virgin?” Nick didn’t want to embarrass her, so he continued to kiss her as he asked this question. He could feel her body flush as she spoke: “….yeah…but I’m on the pill.” Nick didn’t respond right away; he let his hands aggressively rub her hard nipples as he kissed and nibbled on her neck. “Well, I think you’ll be able to handle it, but I’m going to have to spread you out and open you up.” He smirked and looked her in the eyes, her hand gently stroking his hard, long, slightly curved shaft. He could see the desire in her eyes, and he looked down proudly at the meat in her hand. It was thick and smooth, and very white with a now-massive pink head. He had dark pubic hair, and a pair of pink balls that hung formidably below his cock. In short, Nick knew he was going to make Jessica scream.
Seeing her in his jersey was such a turn-on for Nick he could barely contain himself, and he had to restrain himself from cumming too early out of pure excitement. He was disciplined, and slowly massaged her wet pussy with two fingers as they continued to caress each other. She was wet, and he felt the sticky discharge between his fingers as he mildly penetrated her, prepping her for the main event, so to speak. Nick had lost all sense of embarrassment. He was with a girl he had never met before, butt-naked with his rod of a cock out in the open, and he could have cared less. All he wanted to do was thrust inside of her cunt as deep as he could manage. He was relentless in teasing her with his foreplay. It went on for a good twenty minutes, until she was quite literally dripping on his fingers and his cock was beginning to leak pre-cum onto her soft hands. Nick knew they couldn’t dance around it any longer, and he managed to speak while rubbing her–gently massaging her clit: “Are you…ready?”
Jessica grinned and nodded nervously, and Nick knew it was his show from then on in. He smirked and spun her body around, pushing her hard up against the lockers and forcing her hands up against them. He pretended to strip search her, giggling a bit as his hands spread her perfect butt cheeks apart. He pulled up his hockey jersey on her so her butt was exposed, and he let his cock slap against her bare thighs. As his fingers spread her wet cunt apart, he leaned forward, groping her boobs as he whispered: “Jessica you should feel lucky, you’re about to get pounded by the captain of the team.” Smirking and feeling confident, Nick deftly maneuvered his thick cock into the tight dark opening inside of Jessica. He slid it in with a bit of difficultly, and after a quick check and a slap on the butt, he began to thrust slowly.
He wanted to begin softly, and build her up until she lost all control of her body and could think of nothing but the orgasmic waves of pleasure shuddering throughout her young body. He thrust back and forth, watching his now wet cock slide in and out of her pussy with a bit of difficulty. He could literally feel it stretching her out, and he felt her body tense up and redden with the pleasure. She began letting out stifled moans, and he slammed her body up against the locker and began to shake his hips faster, pulling her into him as he pushed forward to heighten his penetration.
He sped up, and moved closer so his thighs were touching hers while his cock squirmed around powerfully inside of her body. She was making more noise now, the moans turning into squeals and muffled screams, and Nick took great pleasure in watching his cock slide in and out of her, while his hands repeatedly spanked her smooth butt. As he spanked her harder, he could see the red marks appearing on her butt, and he leaned in farther to allow him to grab her butt-cheeks as he slammed his cock forward.
Nick felt Jessica’s cunt tighten on his rigid cock as he fucked her as fast and as hard as he could. His cock slammed against the walls of her pussy and he reached forward to roughly grab at her nipples. He knotted her hair with one hand and yanked it forward, bending his knees as though he was riding her.
Nick knew a petite, young girl like Jessica could only take so much. He knew he could hold on for a few more tries, but if he built her up any longer, she would simply explode and be done. So he knew it was time for her first climax. It wasn’t a matter of fucking her any harder; he couldn’t do that if he tried. Rather, while he was pounding her tight cunt from behind, he squeezed her thighs hard and maneuvered his fingers so they were stimulating her clit while his cock was powerfully sliding back and forth inside of her. Jessica began shouting, and lost all control of her movements. Her hands fell limp and Nick supported her with his cock, continuing to thrust as he felt her pussy tighten and then release warm juices all over his firm meat. Her body reddened and grew hot, and she exploded with him inside her and collapsed onto the ground, completely lost in her own ecstasy. Little did she know these were merely the beginning of Nick’s intentions.
II.
Though Jessica had been indulged fully with the climax of her first orgasm, Nick was still primed to reach his pinnacle of sexual arousal, and he wanted to wait for the perfect moment. Despite his occasionally selfish manly desires, Nick also took great pride in his awareness toward others, and genuinely wanted to give Jessica the ride of her life before he could take no more.
After he had pulled out and she had finished her moaning and shouting for the time being, she let out a soft feminine sigh of pleasure and collapsed on the ground, looking up at Nick and licking her lips seductively. Nick, naked, took a seat on the bench in front of her and tenderly moved her by the shoulders until she was on her knees and her mouth hovering temptingly over his again fully hard cock.
Nick smiled; he knew what girls really wanted. Leaning down and whispering in her ear, he said, “now be a good girl and suck me until I’m ready to pound you again.” Jessica looked back at Nick, pretending to be shocked but secretly relishing his demands. The nervous young girl looked down at the imposing tool in front of her and lowered her head, resting her hands on his powerful thighs and running her fingers over the small hairs coating them. He lips reached the head of his cock first and she began to demurely lick it with her wet tongue as it slowly slid down his thick shaft. His cock was so smooth and warm and filling to Jessica, and she wanted to stay on her knees and worship it while he began letting small moans of pleasure escape.
Her mouth was nearly too small to fully engulf his cock, but Nick grabbed her hair and lightly pushed her down, and he felt her mouth slide over his massive mushroom-shaped head. He let out a louder moan and shouted “suck me baby” as the seductively innocent young girl bobbed her mouth up and down on his manhood. He let his hands grope her chest, aggressively twisting and grabbing her perky and hard nipples with his smooth fingers. He was prepping her for another massive orgasm, and he wanted to make sure she would be shaking after this one.
He sighed as her mouth moved lower on his cock and her fingers cupped his formidable balls and lightly jiggled them. His penis was wet with saliva and a small bit of pre-cum formed at the head, which Jessica expertly licked off with her tongue. He let out a small giggle as she did this and he took the moment to survey the locker room, amazed at his own good fortune.
III.
Sexual arousal has a way of sparking creativity in some people, and Nick’s eyes were drawn to another part of the locker room as this young girl continued to clean his cock head. “Get up,” he grunted authoritatively, and gave her an aggressive kiss, groping her perky and firm breasts with his smooth hands. “I have an idea.” His fingers began exploring her pussy again, massaging her clit as he figured out the right way to communicate what he wanted. Before he could speak again, Jessica grabbed his shaft in her hand, tugging at it lightly and gripping his buttcheek with her other hand. Her lips and teeth gnawed at Nick’s neck, leaving light red marks on his sweaty skin. He moaned, unable to speak once more, and relented to Jessica’s control. She grabbed his hand and looked up at him, her eyes pleading for more of the pleasure she had never been given by another boy. “Lie down,” she whimpered. Nick obliged, understanding what she wanted, and grabbed a towel to toss on the floor. He sat down, his butt pressed against the cotton. Jessica seemed unsure of herself, wanting to take control but inexperienced enough to feel lost. Nick helped her crouch, his hands intertwined in hers. He grabbed the shaft of his cock in his hand and positioned it so it stuck nearly straight up, its forward curve making slightly harder for Jessica. He told her to lean forward and her lips nearly touched his as he pushed his body upward. After some fidgeting, they felt it thrust inside of Jessica. She felt his thickness more than ever; she could barely wiggle her tight pussy further down on it, but did so, wincing slightly. A minute of this discomfort passed, and Jessica began to tentatively ride Nick. Sensing she felt self-conscious, Nick massaged her breasts and began to pump his cock deeper into her. Her moans drowned out any apprehensions she had.
“Just relax,” Jessica commanded. Nick smirked and let almost every part of his body go limp. She moved her hips faster, the friction of her motion incredible for his now slick cock. Nick moaned loudly; Jessica tore her hands into his sweaty hair. He began pumping again, and used his free hand to rub her clit as best he could. The dual pleasure was intense, and Jessica was biting her lip to avoid shrieking. “Come on, squirt for me, squirt for me,” Nick sputtered between pants. Finally, Jessica dove down, her face buried in Nick’s hair, as she had the most intense orgasm of her sixteen years.
Her body collapsed on his, and he gave her a kiss on the forehead before rolling her off. Drops of a foreign, congealed-looking substance were on his leg, and he laughed inwardly at the disgustingness of sex. While it was, in a word, nasty, it was also powerfully attractive to them both, and Jessica, blushing, cleaned him off with the towel. Standing up, shakily, Nick took his cock in his hand and gave it a few strokes. “You know, I could go a couple more times before I need to finish.” Smirking, he helped her up and squeezed her butt, ready to mark his territory.
Just as Nick was about to kiss Jessica again, a new sound entered the otherwise vacant locker room. The main door swung open. A boy, seventeen or eighteen years old, stood there in athletic shorts and a t-shirt, his mouth hanging open.
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