Mukuneiu: Starlight
The chilling continuation, more to come.
The chilling continuation, more to come.
The story that begs the question…is it really incest if you don’t know she’s your sister?
Wow I’m Glad people are liking this story 😀 Here is part three. If you havn’t already read the first two i would suggest you do otherwise it may get confusing. Sorry about the lack of sex in this one, it picks up in the next one 🙂
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MILF Mom catches nerdy son masturbating and becomes obsessed.
Introduction
It had been two years since Tommy Ritter’s father
died. Tommy was sixteen when the tragedy occurred.
While Tommy missed his dad a lot, it was no
more than his mom did. Their life had been
ideal–living in the suburbs, two-car garage, and
nice schools. Everything was just about perfect until
the accident.
Bob Ritter had been driving home from work late
one night when a drunken driver crossed the
centerline and hit his car head-on. He never had a
chance. The police said that the other car had
been traveling at almost one hundred miles per
hour.
The funeral was difficult for everyone. Bob and
Sue’s relatives flew in from around the country and
were a big help to Tommy and his mother.
However, when the funeral was over, she and
Tommy had to go home and deal with the loss
alone. The accident changed their lives dramatically.
Tommy’s mom, Sue, had to go back to work to
make ends meet and they had to sell their house.
However, in the two years since Bob’s death, Sue
had done very well in her job and she had been
lucky in the stock market. She had purchased a
new house for her and Tommy, smaller than
before, but very comfortable nonetheless. The job
and investments provided enough money to enjoy life
and take an occasional vacation.
While the two years since the accident had been
financially stable, it was emotionally difficult. On an
emotional level, she and Tommy were still struggling.
They leaned on each other for support and therefore
had grown closer than the typical mother and
teenaged son.
Tommy Ritter became the man of the house
overnight, but he knew that he couldn’t make up
for the loss of his dad to his mother.
Tommy was a tall, handsome and lean boy at 6′
1″ and 175 pounds. He was bigger than most of
his classmates. However, while he appeared to be a
confident teenager, he was, in fact, very shy and
overly sensitive. Although, he had his dad’s
handsome face and the bright blue eyes of his
mom, he wasn’t comfortable with girls.
Tommy wanted to date, but every time he was
around an attractive girl, he would become tongue-
tied and embarrass himself. It was easier for him
just to avoid those situations. Besides, he almost felt
like he would be cheating his mom if he dated.
Now 18, Tommy had graduated from high school
with honors and had earned a football scholarship to
a local university. While he looked like the All-
American boy, he had never had a girlfriend. His
shyness was an incredible embarrassment for him.
The shyness was primarily the result of a slight
stutter that he had developed not long after his
father died. He had hid it successfully from his
mother so far and most of the time he could
cover it up. However, it tended to show up when
he was nervous and all too often, that was in the
presents of girls his age.
Sue Ritter was still a very attractive woman as well.
She was tall at 5′ 7″ with a well-proportioned
body. However, like most women, she was critical
of her body. She thought that her butt was too
round and that her breasts were too large. Her
tendency was to dress on the conservative side to
cover up her perceived flaws.
Sue had been desperately lonely since Bob’s death.
Although, she tried not to lean on Tommy too
much, he seemed to be the only one that really
understood. She didn’t have to explain to him how
she felt when she was sad, angry, or lonely. He
just knew. Sue thought that she could read Tommy
as well.
Out of sheer loneliness, Sue had tried dating.
Unfortunately, she hadn’t met anyone that she really
liked or connected with on an emotional level or
for that matter, on a physical level. Sue still had
strong sexual desires. However, she needed more
from a man. She needed tenderness and
understanding first. Most of the men she dated
seemed to think that because she was a young
widowed woman that she would jump into bed at
the drop of a hat.
Tommy tried to encourage her to go out and have
some fun, but whenever he suggested that she find
someone, she would always tell him that he was
the only man she needed in her life now. It was
almost as if she would be cheating Tommy or
somehow hurting Bob’s memory. While she knew
deep inside it was time to move on, she couldn’t
let go of the past.
Now 36, Sue worked hard to keep the family
financially solvent. Her job as a public relations
executive was rewarding but time consuming. She
had to work 12 hour days and sometimes Saturdays.
Tommy talked her into wearing sexier clothes and
had even convinced her that she looked great with
short skirts and low cut tops. He told her that she
needed to show off her assets to get ahead in
business. It had worked on the business level.
However, her good looks also attracted a lot of
unwanted attention from men.
Whenever Tommy would tell her that she should
date, she would turn his comments around and say
he should be the one dating.
Sue was more concerned about her son’s lack of
social development then she was about dating herself.
She wanted him to go out and have fun, yet he
would be home most weekend nights with her.
Chapter 1
One Saturday evening, Sue found Tommy sitting in
the living room watching TV as usual.
“Tommy, why are you sitting home tonight? Why
don’t you go out with someone?” Sue said, sitting
down next to her son and putting her arm around
his shoulders. They had this conversation almost
every weekend.
“Come on Mom, give me a break. I don’t need
to go out, besides, I’d rather be home with
you.” That had been his standard response. It was
a lame excuse and they both knew it.
“Tommy, you need to have friends, you know…
girlfriends,” Sue said in exasperation. Then she
looked at him seriously and said, “I’m worried
about you.”
“You seem to do okay without boyfriends. Why do
I need girlfriends?”
“Come on Tommy, that’s different and you know
it. I’ve already been married. Besides, I already
have a man. You!” Sue said, squeezing his
shoulder affectionately.
“Well, I have plenty time to date. Besides, I
already have a woman. You!” Tommy replied,
smiling at using his mom’s own words.
Sue sighed in frustration. “Well, we’re a fine pair
aren’t we?”
“Mom, you’re my best friend,” Tommy said
seriously, snuggling into her arm.
“And you’re my best friend too,” Sue said,
hugging him again. However, she couldn’t let it go.
“You still need to date. It’s not healthy.”
Tommy took a deep breath. “Mom…”
“What?”
Tommy’s mouth was opened but nothing came out.
His head fell back on the sofa and he closed his
eyes. His face seemed to color in embarrassment.
“It’s nothing. Never mind,” he finally said.
“Come on Tommy… please don’t close me out,”
Sue said, turning his face to her and looking into
his misty eyes. “We’ve always been able to talk
about anything. Haven’t we?”
Tommy had wanted to talk to his mother for a
long time about his shyness and the stutter but he
didn’t want to burden her. Additionally, he felt
embarrassed talking to her about girls. Now that he
had finally gotten up enough nerve to bring the
subject up, he knew he had to continue. “It’s…
it’s just that I’m… I’m not so hot with the
girls. I’m too shy and whenever I get around a
nice looking girl I… I… I… get tongue-tied,”
Tommy said, his eyes unable to meet his mother’s.
Sue was surprised but tried not to show it. She
had never heard him get tongue-tied before. “Now
wait a minute, you always say that I’m a nice
looking girl and you don’t get tongue-tied around
me.”
“I’m serious Mom, I don’t know what to do or
say around girls. I’ve only kissed two girls in my
whole life,” Tommy blurted before he could stop
himself.
“Really?” Sue said in astonishment. My God, he
was 18 and he had only kissed two girls, she
thought. He must be a virgin! The realization
shocked Sue. Then a bigger problem occurred to
her. “You like girls don’t you?”
“Mommmmmm! Of course I like girls,” Tommy
said, now totally embarrassed.
Sue sighed in relief.
“It’s just that… just that… oh hell… I haven’t
even been on a real date.”
“Wow Tommy, I had no idea!” Sue was unable
to hide the shock in her voice. “I’ve seen you
go out. You said you were going out with girls.”
“I’m sorry Mom, I lied. I go to the library or
the mall. I just didn’t want you to feel bad for
me. You have enough on your mind.”
Suddenly, Sue realized that she had neglected Tommy
since his father died. She had been foolish to think
that she could read him. She had been so busy
mourning her own loss, feeling sorry for herself and
working on her career that she had missed all the
signs. It was obvious now that he was very sexually
immature. God, how could I have been so stupid?
she thought.
The two of them sat silently for a long time.
Neither one of them knew what to say.
Finally, Sue broke the ice with an idea.
“Tommy, what would you think about you and I
going on a date?”
“Come on Mom! Get serious!”
“I am serious. You’re very comfortable around me,
so why don’t we go out? You can act as if I’m
your date. I can tell you what you need to work
on. After all, I still remember what girls like.”
Sue stopped when she realized that he might be
embarrassed to go out with his mother. “Uh…that
is if you wouldn’t be too embarrassed to be seen
out with your old mom.”
“God Mom, you’re not old. You’re the best
looking woman I know!” His face turned red as
soon as he said it.
“Thank you sweetheart, and you are the best
looking man I know. So why don’t we two good
looking people go on a date?”
Tommy was quiet for a few minutes, thinking.
Maybe it would be good for her to go out, he
thought. Besides, she might get off his back about
dating. It could be a way for him to help her.
Suddenly, he liked the idea. “Well… okay… I
guess it might be fun,” Tommy finally said in a
nonchalant tone.
“You don’t sound that excited,” Sue said with a
pout.
“That’s not it,” Tommy said quickly. But… but…
“What’s wrong sweetie?”
“I don’t… uh don’t know about that stuff. I…
I… I… would… uh… you know, feel silly if I
messed up. That would be embar… embarrassing,”
Tommy said, a stutter in his voice.
“There’s nothing you could do to embarrass yourself
honey,” Sue said patting his leg affectionately.
“Come on, let’s get dressed and you can take me
to dinner and a movie,” Sue said, reaching to the
table and picking up her car keys and flipping them
to him. “You can even drive, lover boy.”
“Mommmmm,” Tommy said, his face turning red
again. However, underneath the embarrassment he
was as excited as he had been in a long time.
Twenty minutes later, Tommy was pacing around the
living room nervously, waiting for his mom. When
he saw her come down the stairs, he started to
say something but stopped in mid-sentence with his
mouth open.
Sue had on a tight, white pull over top that was
low cut, exposing the upper swells of her breasts,
and a short black skirt and high heels. She thought
Tommy would like the outfit since he picked it out
for her.
“What’s wrong?” Sue asked concerned about the
look on her son’s face. Suddenly, she thought that
she had made a big mistake.
“Mom, uh, uh, you look, look…” Tommy
stuttered trying to tell her how great she looked.
“I’ll change,” Sue said, turning to go back
upstairs fearing that she had gone too far in trying
to look young and “hot”.
“No! You look beautiful,” Tommy blurted out.
Sue turned back around smiling. “Why thank you
sweetie, I thought you were upset with what I was
wearing.”
“Wow Mom, I hope some of my friends see me
with you. God, they will be so jealous!”
Sue felt her heart swell with pride and love.
“Well, let’s go make them jealous. For tonight,
why don’t you call me Sue,” she said with a
smile.
“Okay Mo… uh Sue,” Tommy answered. “Sue,”
he said again to himself, loving the way her name
rolled off his tongue.
Tommy rushed to the car in front of his mom to
open the door to let her in. As she sat down,
Tommy couldn’t help look at the expanse of her
thighs as her skirt pulled up. When he looked up
he saw his mom smiling at him. God, she saw me
looking up her skirt, Tommy thought. I can’t even
do that right, he thought, mentally chastising
himself.
As he drove, Tommy kept glancing over at his
mother’s legs. He felt a stirring between his legs
and was suddenly very confused.
Sue’s skirt had pulled up her legs, revealing her
tanned thighs. She tried to pull it down but the
bucket seats of her car made that difficult.
Tommy drove to a small Italian restaurant that they
went to on occasion. It was quiet and intimate with
a genuine Mediterranean look. The tables were
covered in red checked table clothes and each had
an old wine bottle in the center with a lit candle.
There was even a violinist playing music.
Dinner went great and was very relaxing. Sue even
let Tommy have a couple glasses of wine. Sue
wanted to make him feel more grown up. He
certainly needed some confidence building.
Sue had quite a bit more wine than Tommy. She
felt a little tipsy but also warm and relaxed.
Tommy had no trouble talking to his mom. The
wine had loosened his tongue just a bit. Besides, it
wasn’t like it was a real date, he thought.
They talked about school, friends, music, movies; all
the things that a boy and girl would talk about on
a date. Occasionally, Sue would point out things
about how he should act on a date. Like waiting
until his date had taken her seat before he sat
down or opening the restaurant door for her. She
tried not to be too critical. Not surprisingly though,
Tommy didn’t need much coaching. He was a
natural gentleman, like his dad.
For a little while, Tommy truly forgot that Sue was
his mom.
Sue also forgot for a short time that she was out
with her son. He suddenly seemed so mature. His
pretty blue eyes sparkled in the dim candlelight as
he laughed and his face lit up like a candle when
he smiled. God, he was handsome, she thought.
Suddenly, Sue felt a little shiver run through her.
When dinner was over, Tommy escorted Sue out to
the car, opening the restaurant door and hurrying to
open the car door.
Sue was just a bit unsteady on her feet. She knew
that she shouldn’t have had that last glass of wine.
When Tommy opened the door of the car, and his
mom slid in, he tried not to look at her exposed
thighs again. However, that was impossible. No
matter how hard he tried, his eyes went to the
dark area between his mother’s legs. The light from
a street lamp melted the shadows and Tommy drew
in his breath. His mother’s legs opened, revealing
the silky tops of her thigh high nylons, her smooth
thighs and then a pair of pale blue silk panties
hugging the pouch of her sex. She paused for a
second with one leg out of the car.
Tommy stood almost frozen, his eyes as large as
saucers.
“Well, are we going to the movies or not?” Sue
asked, again noticing that her son was looking up
her skirt. Another shiver ran through her. Now Sue
wasn’t sure whether the spreading of her thighs had
been an accident on her part or not. She felt so
naughty tonight. It was just a little innocent fun,
she told herself. The wine was making everything
seem all right.
Tommy’s shocked face turned scarlet when he saw
his mom watching him again. Suddenly, he felt
ashamed of his behavior. If I do this to my own
mom, what will I do when I go out on a date
with a real girlfriend? he thought.
At the movie theater they got sodas and popcorn
then found a seat near the back row. Since the
movie had been out for a while, the theater
wasn’t crowded. They practically had the theater to
themselves.
The movie was funny and light, making them both
laugh. About midway through the movie, Tommy
carefully raised his arm and put it on the back of
the seat behind his mother, his bare arm touching
her shoulders.
Sue didn’t miss the move and felt another of those
little shivers come over her.
At one point when they were laughing, Tommy
moved his arm until it was around her, his hand
hanging over her shoulder. His mom surprised him
by sighing and snuggled even closer into his arm.
Sue smiled to herself at her son’s boldness. She
felt so comfortable and loved at that moment. It
had been a long time since she felt like this.
Suddenly, Tommy realized that his fingers were
touching the top swell of his mom’s breast where
the soft flesh was exposed. He could feel his heart
begin to beat rapidly in his chest.
Sue felt the fingers but let them stay where they
were, as she didn’t want to spoil the mood.
Besides, it was just innocent fun and probably an
accident, she told herself.
Tommy could no longer concentrate on the movie.
Almost without his control, his fingers began to
move lightly back and forth across the exposed swell
of her breast. The movement was delicate, almost
imperceptible. Still, Tommy could feel it. It felt as
though his fingertips were on fire. Stop it! he told
himself.
After a few minutes, Sue noticed his fingers were
moving. It was a sensual touch, almost tickling. It
could still have been accidental. When she felt goose
bumps spring up on her chest, she knew that she
should stop him. However, she didn’t want to
embarrass him. He probably didn’t even know that
he was doing it anyway. It was just an innocent
touch. However, the tingling she felt between her
legs wasn’t so innocent.
Tommy’s hand was shaking, as his fingers grew
bolder. The tips of his fingers moved further down
until they were just barely under the elastic of her
top. Now, there was no doubt about whether or
not he was touching her accidentally. He couldn’t
believe how bold he was.
Sue’s breathing increased. She wanted to stop him
but it had been so long since someone that she
cared for paid attention to her. The brain of the
mother was in a battle with the brain of the
woman; a woman that had missed intimate touches
for so long. Sue began to squirm in her seat.
Incredibly, she could feel her panties getting wet.
When she felt Tommy’s fingers begin to move
further down, she reached up and grabbed his
hand, preventing any further movement. However,
she didn’t take the fingers out of her top, but
instead held them where they were, almost pressing
them to her soft flesh.
Tommy breathed a sigh of relief when his mother
didn’t chastise him. At one point, she let go of
his hand to reach for the popcorn in the seat next
to her. When she turned back, Tommy took the
opportunity to move his fingers downward again,
getting half his hand under the top before she
stopped him.
Now Sue held his fingers from the outside of the
top. Her own heartbeat had quickened.
Tommy felt like his heart was going to beat out of
his chest. His penis was now very uncomfortable in
his pants. He squirmed around, trying to find a
comfortable position. He couldn’t very well reach
down and adjust himself.
Sue held Tommy’s trembling hand tightly, knowing
that one more fraction of an inch and he would be
able to feel her nipple. In fact, his fingertips were
touching the large brown areola. She could feel the
hard nipples pulsing almost painfully. Now, her
breathing was as labored as Tommy.
The two sat almost frozen. When the tightness of
Sue’s fingers lessened, she felt Tommy’s fingers
begin to move downward again. She closed her eyes
and took a deep breath. She could feel the fingers
moving across the bumpy surface of her areola.
Then they split apart around the nub of her swollen
nipple..
Suddenly, the lights of the theater came on.
Sue jumped as if an electric shock had hit her.
She quickly pulled the hand from her top. She was
trembling as she sat in her seat waiting for the
few people in the theater to leave. Finally, she
stood on shaking legs and moved to the isle.
As they left the theater, Tommy had to walk behind
his mother in hopes that no one could see his
erection.
Sue took a deep breath and sighed as she walked
up the aisle in front of Tommy. She wondered why
he lagged behind her. She glanced back and realized
the problem that her young date had. She had to
restrain herself from looking back at her son a
second time. Suddenly, it was like she was in high
school again. It brought back so many fond
memories with Tommy’s father.
The ride home was very quiet. Tommy couldn’t
believe what had happened in the theater. It was
like a dream. Damn, he practically had his hand on
his mother’s bare breast and she didn’t stop him.
Yet, he still felt embarrassed and like a cad. His
mom had been nice enough to take him out and
this is how he repaid her.
Sue couldn’t believe what she had allowed to
happen either. Again, she told herself that it was
just innocent fun. After all, her son did need some
confidence building, she reasoned.
Tommy unlocked the door of their house, then
stopped and turned to his mom.
“Thanks Mom… uh Sue, I… I… I… had a
great time,” a little nervous stutter showing up in
his voice.
“I did too Tommy, you are a great date,” Sue
said sincerely.
Tommy stood nervously in front of his mom, his
hand’s fidgeting at his sides. He almost had an
overpowering urge to grab her and kiss her. He got
control of himself and asked, “Uh… does…
does… a guy get a kiss on the first… first
date,” Tommy blurted nervously. His heart was
beating wildly again. His knees felt like they were
going to collapse. When his mother didn’t answer
right away, he thought that he had blown it.
“Well, probably not on the first date, but because
you were so nice I guess one kiss couldn’t hurt,”
Sue said, her mind screaming No! No! The
beautiful evening, the date and the wine were all
working on Sue’s resistance.
Tommy’s heart skipped a beat. God, he was going
to do it he thought. He was really going to kiss
her. Suddenly, he was petrified.
“Well?” Sue said, her eyes closed, and her heart
pounding now. This was so wrong, she told herself.
“I really… uh… you know, I… I… don’t
know how.”
“Here,” Sue said, bringing her lips to her son’s.
His arms automatically went around her back. His
lips were hard and pressed harshly into his mom’s
soft lips.
“Wait,” she said and pulled back. “You don’t kiss
with your lips like that. Wet your lips and let them
relax,” Sue said in a motherly tone. Yet, this
wasn’t a motherly act.
Tommy did as his mother asked. He felt her bring
her lips to his again. This time he relaxed his and
pressed into her soft mouth. Suddenly, he was very
much aware of her breasts on his chest, her soft
lips, and the smell her sweet perfume. His head
began to spin.
Sue moaned as her tongue slid into her son’s
warm mouth. It was a reflex action and automatic.
She felt his tongue touch hers and a tremor ran
through her. For a moment, she was lost in the
sweet taste of her son’s mouth. Suddenly, she
pulled her tongue out of his mouth. She had totally
lost control for just a moment. She pulled her head
back and took a deep breath, trying to calm
herself. “Now that was better wasn’t it?” Sue said,
as innocently as possible, an uncontrollable quiver in
her voice.
“Great, let’s do it again,” Tommy said boldly,
pulling his mother to him again.
Suddenly, Sue could feel her son’s hard penis
pressing into her stomach. She shivered with
excitement at the thought that she could still turn
on a young man. Wait, her mind screamed, this is
my own son. She knew that she had to stop this
before it got out of hand.
“No! Stop!” Sue almost screamed. Then she
realized it sounded harsh and, her tone softened.
“One kiss on the first date. Don’t get greedy,”
Sue said pushing her son away playfully.
“Au shucks,” Tommy said, with his innocent smile,
trying to cover his excitement and disappointment.
Then he turned serious. “God Mom, I had fun
tonight. Can… uh… can we go on a date again
sometime, please?”
“Well, I guess so, if you treat me real nice,”
Sue said, pecking her son on the lips one more
time before entering the house.
That night, Tommy lay in bed with his hard penis
in his hand, thinking of his mom. All his fantasizes
until now had been about girls at school. Now his
mom dominated his thoughts. He could still feel her
soft breasts on his chest and her soft skin under
his fingers. If he could have only moved his hand
a fraction of an inch lower in the theater, he
would have touched the nub of her nipple. Even
now, he could still taste her lips on his and feel
her tongue in his mouth. It took only minutes for
him to squirt his juice all over his stomach. He
jerked off three times that night.
At the same time, Sue lay in bed with one hand
squeezing the same breast Tommy had touched. Her
other hand was forcing three fingers into her
sopping hole. She climaxed over and over until her
fingers and the sheets were soaked with her juice.
Then, suddenly she burst into tears. God, what
have I done? she thought.
Susan Ritter cried herself to sleep that night.
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A story of a woman entering the world of D/s
A young student-teacher learns the joys of submission
My son was 24 and a good looking lad. Better looking than myself. Everyone said he took after his mother and they were probably right. Because of this, there was a constant stream of beautiful woman falling in and out of his bed.
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“I’ve used them a few times on some friends of my daughters. Work beautifully.”
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When the doorbell rang at 11pm, I knew it would be Olivia and I knew I had until 5am do get what I wanted from her little body. I rushed to open the door and looked at her as I let her in. She was wearing a flimsy summer dress and she was carrying a jacket in her hands.
“Hi Mr Jones,” she said
“I keep telling you to call me Gary,” I replied. “James is at work,” I added.
“I know. Is it ok if I weight around.”
“No problem. Come on in.”
I looked down her dress as she came inside. Her beautiful firm tits were swinging free and my cock jumped to attention. ‘Tonight’s the night’ I thought.
“Would you like a glass of wine,” I offered.
“Yes please,” she yawned. “Just a quick one and then I’ll go to bed.”
I rushed into the kitchen and poured her a glass of red, her favourite, and then I dropped a single pill into her glass and waited for it to dissolve.
When I returned to the living room she was almost asleep on the settee so I woke her to be sure she drank her wine. I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to fuck her. She drank the wine in three or four gulps while we talked and a few minutes later she started to yawn uncontrollably.
“Sorry, I didn’t realise I was this tired,”
“That’s ok. Why don’t you go to bed?”
“Thanks,” she smiled and left me alone. I waited fifteen minutes, took my clothes off and wrapped a bath robe around my shoulders and fastened it in the front.
My heart was pounding in my chest as I made my way up the stairs. I waited for a minute outside the door, slipped a hand inside my robe and rubbed my already hard cock whilst thinking about Olivia’s naked body. I eventually knocked on the door. When there was no response, I knocked again loudly.
Still she didn’t call out of say anything. I pushed the door open, and looked at her. The light was still on by the side of the bed and she was under the covers. I approached her, placed my hand on her shoulder and shook her. When she didn’t move I sat on the edge of the bed and pushed my hand under the covers. I found her naked tits and gave them a firm squeeze. When she didn’t move I pulled back the bed sheets and to my surprise I found her completely naked. She must have been too tired to put her teddy on.
Her legs were slightly open so I delicately rubbed her clit with my fingers watching for any sig off movement. I circled her clit with my thumb before pushing a finger into her tight teen hole. I finger fucked her for a few minutes, pushing and pulling my white finger from her sexy pussy.
I added a second finger and bent my head down to taste her pussy, flicking my tongue over her swollen clit and sucking on her pussy juices as they flowed out over my hand.
She looked so beautiful splayed out in front of me. Her legs wide apart and her beautiful shaved pussy inviting me to use her like a whore. I shook her one more time to see if she’d wake up while I was fucking her. She didn’t move so I decided to do it, I was going to fuck my sons 17 year old girlfriend.
I undid my bath robe and dropped it to the floor. My cock was harder than it had been in 20 years. It stuck straight up in the air begging for a piece of that beautiful black pussy. I positioned myself between her legs, took my cock in my hands and massaged her clit with my bell end. Her pussy juices flowed freely over my hard cock and I wondered for the first time if I should wear a condom. But, I wanted to cum in her tight cunt, I wanted to make her my cum slut and that wasn’t going to happen if I put a rubber on.
I lent forward and pushed the tip of my cock a few inches past her swollen wet pussy lips. When she didn’t move and ram my dick as hard as a could into her tight hole. I slid into her real deep until the tip of my cock touched cervix. Her tight pussy felt so good wrapped around my dick. I pulled out and drove my cock back into her hard and fast. Still no reaction. I pulled out my hone and took a picture of my hard cock buried in her tight black pussy. I knew Brian would want to see that.
Now I knew it was my chance to make this sexy teen my fuck toy. I fucked her hard and fast, her pussy juices covering and lubricating my cock as I fucked this teen whore. I grunted as a fucked her. God, it felt so good, fucking her tight black pussy. I was close to coming. Quicker than I wanted, but I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed onto her beautiful tits and squeezed them and with one final thrust and shot my hot sticky load deep into her tight cunt. I held my dick inside her for a minute, dropped on top of her and felt her tits press against my chest. After a minute, my cock flopped from her pussy and I raised myself up into a kneeling position in front of her. I looked at her sexy body one more time. I smiled to myself. I knew she’d make a good whore. I wiped between her legs with a baby wipe, covered her up and left the room.
I heard my son come in the middle of the night, drunk, and fall into bed with her. I didn’t hear anything, so I figured he’d dropped off to sleep.
The next morning she came down stairs with my son and they sat opposite me at the breakfast table. She was smiling and didn’t seem to have any idea that I fucked her pussy off last night. I pulled my phone from my pocket and took a look at the pictures I’d taken the night before. I smiled at her and she smiled back. If it was going to be this easy, next time I’m going to fuck her in the arse I thought.
I got up and left for work, wishing the a good day as I left with a smile on my face.
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I’ve had lovers before, but none were like my Uncle Josh. He was my mom’s biological brother, he was 20, tall, had black hair and the prettiest green eyes. I was an average 17 year old with big(ish) boobs, nice butt, and brown eyes. This story started when my family took a vacation to Gatlinburg, TN. It was me, my siblings, my parents, my biological grandparents from my mom’s side and my Uncle Josh. My Uncle Josh and I ended up having to share a room, and that’s why it all began.
I was already physically attracted to my Uncle Josh, but having to sleep right next to him had my panties soaked every night so finally I just stopped wearing them. One night I was horny to the point where it absolutely had to be taken care of. So, trying to be quiet I went to the bathroom and turned on the water so nobody would hear my moans. I slowly stripped making everything about it feel sensual. I sat on top of the counter and reached a hand between my thighs and started rubbing on my clit. I started going faster and faster, and I was moaning “Uncle Josh”. I guess I was loud enough to wake him up and just as I was about to climax, he opened the door and saw/heard me. As I came I moaned out his name one last time and as I finished cumming I finally opened my eyes and saw him there. I jumped down off the counter, horrified. I ran back to the room and lay down, pretending to be asleep. As I was falling asleep my Uncle Josh came in, and lay down as if nothing had happened.
The next day, we both avoided the other as much as possible. Eye contact never happened. We all went out sight-seeing and after we came back it was about 9 p.m. so everyone went to bed. Like usual I changed into my pajamas in the bathroom and left my panties off. I got into bed and saw that my parents had finally hooked up the Xbox 360. So, I hopped out of bed and started playing. I didn’t even hear my Uncle Josh came in, because I was so into the game. But just as I reached a checkpoint in Call of Duty, I was yanked up by my arms. All of a sudden, I was slammed against the wall and held there by my Uncle Josh. He held my wrists against the wall with one hand, and held my throat with the other. I let a strangled moan slip thru my lips as I closed my eyes. He kissed me roughly as he choked me. Then, he let go and stepped back as he ripped my shirt up and over my head. I never wore a bra to bed so he stared at my bare 38D’s for a moment then he grabbed them and started licking, sucking, and biting my nipples. I let out another moan as I felt my pussy juices start to flow. He picked me up and threw me onto the bed, and ripped my pants off. He smiled as he saw that I wasn’t wearing underwear. Then he got onto his knees as he pulled me to the edge of the bed and got between my legs. He buried his face into my pussy as he roughly licked and bit at my clit. I moaned as I felt one of his fingers slip into my already dripping wet pussy. He quickly looked up and put a pillow over my face to keep me quiet. Then he went back down and started licking/biting my clit as he finger-fucked my tight, wet pussy. He was hitting my g-spot so perfectly and licking my clit amazingly. After a few minutes of this I couldn’t help it and started shaking as I came all over his hand and face. He licked up every drop and then he got up, and dropped his pants. He wasn’t wearing any boxers and as I looked up at him I saw his 9-inch boner for the first time. I sat up as I was in awe of how big it was. I grabbed it with both hands and slowly started rubbing up and down his shaft, but he looked at me and said, “You can’t do that with it dry baby girl.” I nodded as I kept looking at his huge dick. He then slapped me across the face with the back of his hand and said, “Say yes sir.” I trembled with anticipation as I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I dropped down onto my knees in front of him as I looked up and said, “Yes sir. I won’t do it dry.” He smiled in approval and praised me for doing as he asked. I bit my lip and then slowly opened my mouth wide for his big dick as I slowly slid him into my mouth. I shivered as I hear him moan my name as he slid further and further into my mouth until he hit my throat. I gagged a little and started sucking back and forth, making sure not to gag too much. I started speeding up as he started moaning more and more. Then he grabbed the back of my head as he pulled my hair and pushed my head further onto his dick. I started gagging more until he told me to relax. I tried to relax and was shocked as his dick slid into my throat. And as I was adjusting, he wasted no time in fucking my face. I moaned onto his dick as I reached down and started rubbing my pussy. As I was getting close to cumming, he came in my throat and that sent me over the edge and I came as I was swallowing his cum. When he finally took his dick out of my mouth, I gasped for breath and slowly got up and lay down on the bed. He looked me up and down as I was catching my breath. He sat next to me on the bed and slowly kissed me as he asked if I was okay. I told him I was I had just never came that hard 2 times in a row. And as we laid there I rolled to face him and said, “Thank you for making me cum.” He looked at me and smiled as he thanked me for the same thing. That night we fell asleep lying next to each other naked.
That morning we were startled awake as my mom pounded on the door. We both jumped up and started getting ready. That day my mom had planned for us to go to an amusement park and my mom said to wear something comfortable. I smiled as I grabbed my skinny jeans and threw them on. I knew that today I’d keep myself entertained by teasing my Uncle Josh as much as possible. As we left the cabin, we all got into vehicles, my mom & dad with my brother in one, and my biological grandparents and my sister in another, and then me and my Uncle Josh in the other. I smiled at him while we were pulling out of the driveway. I slowly leaned my chair back so that to anyone looking into the car it seemed like the passenger was just lying back napping. But I had something better than napping planned. I slowly worked into a position to wear my head was in my Uncle’s lap. He looked down at me as I slowly unzipped/unbuttoned his pants. His breath caught in his throat as I grabbed his dick and pulled it out of his pants. I slowly jacked it off, and then as his dick got harder I put it into my mouth. He moaned in ecstasy, while trying to keep his eyes on the road. He reached down and pushed my head further and further onto his cock, until he was in my throat again. After a few minutes of deepthroating, he moaned and whispered, “Ashley, I’m gonna cum.” I smiled as I started going faster and faster. He moaned my name loud as he jerked up and came in my throat. I smiled as I resituated myself back onto my own seat. I leaned my seat back up just as we pulled into the amusement park parking lot. He smiled at me as he readjusted himself while we were parking. We got out and met the family at the front gates. He walked behind me the entire time, smiling the whole way. He put on his sunglasses as soon as I looked back and caught him watching my ass. We teased each other all day, with me bending over in front of him and him grabbing my ass or kissing me and biting my lip when nobody was looking. By the end of the day, we were horny, nervous, and anxious to get back to the cabin and lock the door to our room.
We held hands the whole way back to the cabin, and when we finally got there it was a little after 10 p.m. and we all decided to call it a night and go to bed. So Uncle Josh and I told everyone goodnight and went to lie down. As soon as we got into the room though we were ripping off each other’s clothes and kissing hurriedly. Finally, we were both naked and laying on the bed with him on top of me. He looked down at me as he asked me if I was ready. I kissed him hard as I told him I was. He lifted up and rubbed his dick up and down my pussy, making sure to hit my clit over and over. I moaned as I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him in, trying to get him inside me. He smiled and leaned down, kissed me hard, and shoved his big dick inside of me all at once. I would’ve screamed out if he hadn’t put his hand over my mouth. His dick was so big, and it made me feel so full and stretched. So, he stayed completely still until I stopped whimpering then he slowly took himself out of me, inch-by-inch. By now I had my arms thrown around him and my legs wrapped around his waist. I flexed my legs gently trying to push him back inside me, and he just rammed it in again. Once again he clamped his hand over my mouth as I almost screamed. He leaned down to whisper in my ear, “Do you want it rough, baby girl?” I nodded my head yes. He smiled as he grabbed my throat and growled, “What do you say?” I whimpered as I choked out, “Yes sir, I’d like it rough, please.” He grinned viciously as he rammed his dick back into me while he was choking me. He kissed me once, before he started fucking me wildly. Then he moaned for me to get on my knees, which I obligingly did. I quickly got on my knees next the bed as he sat up for me to suck his dick. I quickly got him into my mouth, and started sucking. He stood up and started fucking my face again. He moaned as he told me he was going to cum, so I kept sucking. But my Uncle Josh had a better idea. As his big dick began top pulse he pulled me off it and came all over my face. After that I took a shower, and the next morning my parents, me, and my siblings left for our house in middle Tennessee, Uncle Josh and my biological grandma headed back to Colorado, and my biological grandpa headed back to Florida. My Uncle Josh and I kept in touch over the years, and we’re patiently waiting for our next family vacation.
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This is a short story, I did not proof read, so if you care about meaningless errors, don’t read it. Thanks.
“Alright Ma, I’m going to Joe’s.” I told my Mom as I headed out the door.
“Ok Honey, don’t be out too late.” She replied. Well what she doesn’t know doesn’t hurt her. Truth was, I wasn’t going to Joe’s, I wasn’t even going to see him that night. Truth be told, I wasn’t going to see anyone in particular. I was just fed up with everything, I needed some space and some new kicks, so I was on my way to the mall just to get out of the house and be alone.
I got in my car, started to pack my can of Grizz, and was on my way. This was all I needed I thought, my thoughts and my dip. I blasted some music and was on my way. Speeding down the interstate, not a care in the world, thirty quite minutes later and I was walking through Dicks Sporting Goods to get into the main part of the mall.
First stop, food court to get something to drink. I had just entered the food court and there she was, the girl I had longed for, the girl who every guy wanted. She was with 2 of her friends, one of which was Lisa, my Ex. Yeah that’s right, she was my ex-girlfriend’s best friend. I walked in a bee line to, making sure that I was to Lisa’s back, hoping they wouldn’t see me. Just as I made it pass the group of friends giggling, I looked back, and caught the eyes of Simona, I was stunned, I stopped right in my tracks, there we were, two people, staring at each other, she smiled. My favorite part about her, perfect teeth, she could light up a banquet hall with one smirk.
All good things come to an end, Lisa turned around, gave one of her classic disgusted looks, looked back at Simona, who had never left my gaze. Lisa did a double take, and then said something to Simona, which could not have been a nice thing, then stormed away with her lacky, Sarah, following her.
Yes, they left Simona in a cloud of dust. They were gone in an instant, and there she was just sitting there alone. I would not have had it any other way. Here’s my chance, I walked straight to the table and sat down. Simona’s once great smile was now a terrible frown, both of her “True” best friends, had just left her, for a terrible excuse for a reason.
“Hey forget them.” I told her. She looked up with me, faked a smile and said, “Yeah right.” Well this wasn’t gonna be easy I thought. “Hey now, cheer up, your too pretty for them anyway.” Of course the last part came out as a mumble, but at least I had said it. “They should be happy to be your friend, you don’t need them.”
She looked up at me and smiled, “What did you just say?” I replied, “ They should be happy to be your friends.” My face started to burn, no doubt my cheeks were read. “Oh no way, you don’t get out of this that easy, I believe I heard the word pretty used. Now what did you say, Jake.”
I chuckled a little bit and looked into her beautiful brown eyes, smiled and said, “I said to cheer up.” She laughed, and said, “You know, I could of swore you said I was pretty, but I guess I was wrong.” “Yep, guess so.” I replied. “Uhh, oh, look who’s coming back.” Lisa was nearly sprinting towards us with a face full of rage. “Let me do the talking.”
“You fucking slut Simona!” she screamed her insult.
“Excuse me?” I told Lisa. “You heard what I say you limp dick loser.” She replied.
Now this was getting personal, “You know Lisa, 2 months ago that would’ve hurt me, but I’ve had some time to ponder why the fuck I ever dated you, and to be completely honest, I have no clue why, you’re a conceited cunt, you make everyone’s life a living hell, the two years we dated, I learned two things, you have to be one of the worst human beings I have ever met, and second, you are friends with the greatest girl in the world.” I smirked at that last comment, she was steaming.
She paused for a second, turned as if she was gonna say something, then she walked away. I watched her walk away, and for a second I remembered why I had dated her, she had legs that could go for miles, I sure as hell didn’t date her for her personality. I quickly remembered why I was there and turned back to Simona, I was met with the biggest smile I have ever seen in my life.
“Jake, that has to bet the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me, I don’t think I could ever repay you. Thank you so much.”
“Yeah it’s no big deal, but I have to go look for some shoes, so I’ll see ya later.” Why is he saying goodbye you ask. Well, if I knew Lisa, there was no way in hell that she had let anyone else drive to the mall. I knew that Simona would be asking for a ride home.
As I started to walk away, I heard her voice call out, “Hey uhh, do you think that, well, you could give me a ride home? Considering my original one now hates me.” I started smile but became straight faced as I turned around and said, “If I have too.” I smiled as she began to walk towards me. Just a few inches away from me now, and then I saw her arm cock back and let loose on my arm. Too cute I thought, I barely felt a thing. “Hey now slugger, you better be nice.”
“Fine, well if you don’t mind I have to do a little shopping of my own. It won’t take too long, I promise.”
We then spent 30 minutes in finishline picking out shoes for myself, I finally chose a pair of black and orange pumas that I thought looked cool. I paid for them, and headed out the door, all the while, slowly putting the moves on Simona. I could tell she was actually beginning to like me.
“And I thought women were slow shoppers.” She said with smile, “Now it’s my turn.” She smacked my ass, and walked away. What the hell? I couldn’t be embarrassed even if I wanted to be, I was to be busy watching her leave. Simona is the perfect girl in my eyes, I’d say she is about 5 foot even. Very slender, legs that could give the pope worldly desires, they led to my favorite part about her, her little bubble butt. It was no way big by any means, but protruded out perfectly. It helped that she was wearing a black mini skirt that left little to ones imagination, and a white top that hugged her B sized breasts perfectly. They were nowhere near huge, but they were perfect. My jaw was on the ground when she turned around, she gave her ass a little shake, and said, “Well you just going to stare at my bottom, or come with me.” Bottom I thought. She so cute, I couldn’t even stand it. Not only was she perfect in the looks department, but she an equally as impressive personality.
Nothing could ruin my day I thought, well except for the shopping trip she described to me as being quick, was not even in the realm of the word quick, I went from store to store, watching her make purchase after purchase. The once quick trip, turned into what seemed to be a once in a lifetime shopping spree. She could tell I was getting bored, and tired from lugging around the pounds of clothing she bought. But could I really complain? Here I was, hanging out with the prettiest girl imaginable. I’d walk on hot lava if I had too.
“Alright, just one more trip Jakey, but let’s drop these bags off at the car.” I willingly agreed and we headed out to my car and dropped the bags off.
Just as we turned back to head back into the mall I felt a rain drop, and a few seconds later the sky seemed to unleash oceanic amounts of water from the sky. I grabbed Simona by the arm, and lifted huddled her under my jacket. We walked as fast as we could back to the mall. I put my arm around her waist and hurried her in through the sliding glass doors. We got into the store and started laughing.
“You’re too sweet Kyle.” She told me with a great smile. We started walking towards the main part of the mall, me a few steps ahead. Then I felt it, her hand, brush up against mine, I grabbed her hand. This was the happiest I had been in months, and it was just a simple holding of hands.
“So where to?” I asked.
“Just wait, you’ll see.” She smiled and led the way. About 300 yards later and there we were, standing in front of Fredericks. She dropped my hand and walked in to the store, I was frozen.
“You coming or what?” she said with a smile. I followed her in, the store was empty, except for one customer, that didn’t seem like a customer, but more of a friend of the attending cashier. They were both in their mid –twenties. The cashier politely greeted us then went back to her conversation.
Simona grabbed me by the arm and pulled me towards the back of the store. She grabbed a few things and headed towards the dressing room, still pulling me by the arm. She opened the door and pulled me in and pulled me into her arms. Our lips met one another’s before the door clicked shut. Our tongues met, hands roaming free over one another’s bodies. I tore off my jacket, she dropped to her knees and unbuckled my belt and dropped my pants, my 8 inch dick was rock hard. She grabbed it with her tiny hand, stuck her tongue out and licked the top.
She took my dick in her mouth, I moaned loudly and felt a slap on the arm, I guess that meant we had to be quiet. She bobbed up and down on my dick. She was amazing at giving head. It was by far the best blow job I had ever received and it had just started. Up and down, up and down. She grabbed my ass then forced my entire dick down her throat, I felt her gag, and then the familiar rush of an orgasm coming on, “I’m gonnnnaaa cum.” I moaned. She surprisingly didn’t miss a beat, she just kept bobbing up and down my cock. I grabbed her brown hair and held her head still as I came. She swallowed the first spurt but began to choke, she pulled herself off of my dick just in time for my second burst cover her face, the third, fourth, and fifth did the same, she regained her composure and grabbed my dick and lustfully shoved it back into her mouth swallowing the rest of my cum.
She pulled off of my dick, I half expected her to slap me, but instead she stood up, grabbed her mirror out of her purse and proceeded to grab all of the cum she could with her fingers then wiped the rest off with a tissue. After she was finished I grabbed her by the hips and brought her in close, and whispered in her ear, “How come I’m the only one naked.” She smiled, I lifted her 100 pound frame and wrapped my arms around her and began to kiss her. She then pushed me on to the bench of the dressing room and said, “I think we should change that then huh?”
She then proceeded to dance, she wiggled her hips to the nonexistent music. She pulled off her shirt revealing her black frilly looking bra, and her amazingly toned light brown stomach. She continued to dance as she turned around and unhooked her bra. She gave me a perfect view of her ass, she turned back around with one hand covering her beautiful breasts. My once limp dick was again rock hard. She was by far the sexiest girl in the world. She once again turned around, this time she unbuttoned her skirt and started to pull it down, she dropped it all the way down to her ankles, she bent down and stopped. Leaving me with a picture that I would forever remember, a black thong hugging her perfect ass cheeks, she kicked her skirt to the side then grabbed the thong by its sides and dropped that as well and kicked it to the sides. She was now completely naked.
She turned around, one hand covering her breasts and the other covering her pussy. “Enough teasing.” I told her, I stood up grabbed her by the waist, picked her up and set her on the bench and dropped to my knees, pulled her legs apart and revealed the most gorgeous cunt I had ever seen, beautiful pink lips that had just a small triangle of hair at the top. I drove my tongue into her cunt, causing her to squirm with delight. Her hands found my head and pulled my face deeper into her crotch. She tasted wonderful, by far the cleanest and best tasting pussy I had ever eaten out. I continued to eat her out until she had her first orgasm of the night.
She pulled my head from her vagina and pulled me from my knees and into a kiss. “Jake, that was wonderful, now I want that big dick in my tiny little pussy.” She twisted her body, and pushed me back with her little bubble butt and then stuck it out in the air, just waiting for my dick. I slapped her ass hard. I couldn’t help myself. I lined my dick up with her pussy and then began to slide in and out of her pussy. It was incredibly tight, it felt amazing. I grabbed her by the hips and began to fuck her as hard as I could. My balls slapped against her loudly as I pounded her beautiful pussy. She was moaning loudly, I shushed and grabbed her by the shoulders, lifting her hands off her only support. I was now fucking her standing up. I couldn’t get as much leverage behind my thrusts, but I could now enjoy her entire body, my hands quickly found her beautiful breasts and I began to pinch and rub her nipples. I pinched her right nipple hard, expecting to get an ouch in response, but instead, she did the exact opposite, she threw her head back and moaned loudly and said, “JAKKKKKKE, that feels so good, fuck me hard baby, pound that fucking pussy.” I obeyed, I pushed her arms back to the bench and began to punish her pussy.
“I’m so close baby, I want you to cum inside me. Fill me with your hot cum. I’m so close baby.”
“So ammmmm, I.” I replied and then it hit me, like a freight train, my orgasm was the most intense orgasm of my life, just as I started to spurt into her pussy, I felt it begin to tighten, she moaned, and threw her head back, we began our orgasms at the same time. What was probably seconds felt like hours, I was on cloud 9. We both collapsed onto the bench. We sat there for a few seconds until we could catch our breath. She looked at me and said, “You were amazing.” I replied with a laugh and said, “So I’ve heard.”
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As the weeks quickly went by my breasts grew. I don’t really know if it was due to the hormones or all the cum I was swallowing or Kim playing and nursing on them. He loved watching them grow and I loved his nursing on them whenever we had the chance. I started spending more time at Kim’s place, momma didn’t mind as long as I gave her the money from my “dates” and got a small allowance back. By the time my 18th birthday came I was filling out an “A” cup bra. For my birthday Kim gave me a diamond pendant. It was beautiful and he kissed me deeply as he put it around my neck. I took off my shirt and bra to show it off hanging between the folds of my growing cleavage. Kim cupped my breasts and kissed me again deeply and as our tongues played in my mouth I knew what I wanted then and Kim did too. He led me back to his bedroom and spun me around and slid my skirt down as he kissed me passionately. I opened his shirt and kissed his chest as I made my way to my knees. Finally in front of my loving target I opened his pants and took his flaccid penis in my mouth. Kim moaned as I made love to his penis with my mouth and soon I was rewarded with a rock hard penis to make love to me. He gently pushed me back on the bed and kissed his way down my neck to my developing breasts. After a few minutes of licking and sucking on my nipples he looked up at me with puzzled look. I asked what was wrong and he said that it started to taste funny when he was suckling my breasts. I looked down and saw a drop of clear fluid on the end of my nipple. Kim licked it and was not discouraged by the taste so he continued to nurse on my young breasts. Our love making continued and while I could not decide where I wanted Kim to give me his seed he did and I was not disappointed.
I woke early and stayed in my panties without a top as I fixed Kim’s breakfast. I found that I liked the feel of my chest moving and jiggling freely as I moved about. Kim came in and also commented that he liked the look of my naked chest so it was an unspoken rule that I would go at least braless around the place when I was here. When I arrived home I told my momma of my concern of the fluid from my nipples. She looked at my chest and after much discussion she told me that with the added and constant stimulation that my breasts were trying to produce milk. I started to cry because I was so happy then it dawned on me that I was no longer just a man dressed as a woman, but that I was becoming a woman. We talked for a little while not as mother and son but more like mother and daughter then I had to get ready for my “date” with the photographer.
I went to the studio he had set up in an apartment and things went as usual. We had some drinks and talked about what was going to happen while he got the cameras ready. The two hour session went as before with me posing in various positions and slowly undressing. Once fully nude he would have me pose and masturbate while he took many pictures. After we finished and he said he had enough photographs of me we settled down and he made love to me. After we finished I went to the bathroom to let his seed drain from me. When I came out I saw him looking at the pictures on his laptop. I looked over his shoulder and admired the way my skin had softened. How my hips had rounded out and my budding but firm breasts were developing. Then the horror hit me. I saw that my backpussy no longer was the puckered little bud, it was a small gaping hole left slightly open from the many times it had been used. Jason paid me well and gave me a kiss as I left but the thought of my little hole disturbed me as I thought about it on the way home.
I saw my sister sitting in a little shop and went in and joined her. We talked for a few minutes and then headed for home. On the way she asked me what was wrong; she could tell I was troubled about something. I burst into tears as I told her of my abused hole. She put her arm around me and quickly calmed me down and said that she knew some exercises that would help me and that she would show me when we got home.
When we arrived at home she took me to her room. She told me to lift my skirt and get on her bed on my hands and knees. After I got into position she took her hands and gently spread my cheeks. I felt her fingers gently probe and massage my tired hole as she said that I definitely needed to exercise back there. “Let’s get naked and I’ll show you what to do.” She said as she got up. We both stripped our clothing and got back on the bed. She got on all fours and presented me wither backside. Even though it was my sister, it was the first vagina I had seen since I started this oddity as a woman and the sight was arousing me. She showed me how to contract and relax the muscles to exercise them “Now it’s your turn.” She said as I took the position. I started to contract and relax the muscles as she taught me. As I worked out I heard her breathing become heavy. I felt her hand cup and massage my penis and scrotum as she said it had been a long time since she had felt one of these things. You see, since she had started as a working girl she has gone exclusively to women who are more gentile and pay more. This attention to my member was getting me aroused and I stopped my exercises and rolled over on my back. She leaned forward and brought her lips to mine. Our breathing got heavier as we passionately kissed and our tongues danced together. “I need this now.” She exclaimed as she lifted up and reached between her legs and took hold of my now hard penis. She guided the head to her warm and wet womanhood and sank down on it. We both let out a soft moan as we became one. It had been about a year since I had another woman and while I had grown to love the feel and taste of a hard penis this was something I also missed. She started moving up and down on me as we made love. Her hands cupped my breasts and she was massaging them as she slid up and down on me. We made love for many minutes when she began to moan and breathe heavily. I knew she was about to have an orgasm. When it hit her she sank down and buried my penis all the way in her and started shaking. This triggered my own orgasm and I unloaded a massive load of my seed into her. Sexually exhausted she fell on top of me and we both went to sleep satisfied.
The sun was just coming up when my eyes opened and I felt the soft lips of her mouth on my penis. I softly moaned as her mouth made love to me. She sensed I had awoke and moved so her womanhood was above my lips. As I licked her lips I could taste some of my own seed I had deposited the night before. Eagerly I cleaned her out and then rolled her onto her back. We made love again and after another powerful orgasm we cleaned each other with our tongues. Oh how I fell in love with the taste of my own seed dripping from her. We showered together and got ready for our appointments, hers with an older woman and mine with a slightly older man.
When I arrived at the meeting place he was waiting for me. He was eager for me and wanted to waste none of his time he was paying for on small talk. Once inside his room we quickly got naked and I knew what I had to do. For the next two hours he used me as nothing more than a receptacle for his penis and seed. Oh how I hated these sessions. I was sore all over and sticky with his seed all over me, both inside and out. As I left he paid me well for my abuse and I headed to Kim’s place where I would feel safe and loved.
As I entered the door I fell into Kim’s arms held him tightly. Kim could tell something was wrong but did not pursue the matter, he just held and cuddled me all night long. I woke first the next morning and went in the kitchen to fix breakfast. I didn’t hear Kim until his arms came around me from behind. I leaned back into him as he kissed my neck and whispered how beautiful I was. As I leaned forward to tend to the cooking I felt Kim probe my bottom and slip inside me. I just stood there and moaned as he rocked in and out of me making love to me in the morning the way he liked it. I lost all track of the task of cooking breakfast as he made love to me. When I finally felt him stiffen and release his seed into me I smelt that breakfast was starting to burn. He pulled out of me and I turned the oven off as I felt his seed run down the inside of my legs. I started to cry about the burnt food and Kim quickly hushed me saying we could make our own breakfast. I wiped the mess between my legs with my fingers and sucked them clean as we headed to the bedroom. He lay down and I climbed on top of him and took him into my mouth to suck his nourishment out of him. He must have been really turned on because in about 5 minutes he filled my mouth with his delicious seed. I swallowed every drop and lay down spent from my work. Kim rolled over and started to suckle on my now milk producing breasts. It had been a couple of weeks since that first time Kim noticed the fluid leaking from me and now I could produce proper milk. He drank from me till I was empty and this turned him on so much that we made love again.
Some of my customers liked the fact that I was producing milk and some didn’t care. I was making good money for the family and despite the profession, my family was proud of my sister and I. For two years now we had not shamed the family.
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This is a fictional story, however the characters are based on real people and many of the events are from my real life. I’ve written more than 30 chapters just for my own enjoyment, but a close friend suggested that I share them. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed wrting them.
This is a prologue of a series I have been working on
So there was a demand for a second one, so I hope you enjoy
Tara was one of those girls that were getting out of hand and her parents needed help. The agreement was that their adult friend would take her out on a “real” date and teach her a lesson, with no restrictions. And that is exactly what he did.
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It was Mike the Mailman’s last day on the job after 35 years of carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same neighborhood. When he arrived at the first house on his route, he was greeted by whole family, who congratulated him and sent him on his way with a big gift envelope.
At the second house, they presented him with a box of fine cigars.
The folks at the third house gave him a selection of terrific fishing lures.
At the fourth house, he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful blonde woman in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, led him through the door, closing it behind him and then led him upstairs to the bedroom where she indulged him with the most passionate love-making he had ever experienced. When he had had enough, they went downstairs, where she fixed him a giant breakfast of eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles and fresh squeezed OJ.
When his appetite was satisfied, she poured him a cup of steaming coffee. As she was pouring the coffee, he noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup.
All this was just too wonderful for words, he said, but what’s the dollar for?
Well, said the blonde, last night I told my husband that today would be your last day and suggested we do something special for you. I asked him what to give you. He said “screw him…give him a dollar.” The breakfast was my idea, said the blonde.
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5 months ago, my parents died in a car accident, involving a drunk driver. Soon after, I was sent to live with my dad’s younger brother, Max, up in the mountains hours away from my old home. One day, sometime during the night, I happen to pass my Uncle’s bedroom and happen to catch him doing something that will forever change my life.
I don’t know when I realized I was gay, I think it was around the age of 16. It wasn’t until I turned 18 that I decided it wasn’t going to go away, and I needed to start accepting that was who I was. I got really depressed, scared, angry, and felt alone through those 2 years.
It built up so much, that I needed to do something. I remember one day flicking through the White Pages, I wasn’t really looking for a number. I was just bored. I found a telephone number under a counseling heading near the front of the book. It said “Gay and Lesbian Counseling Line… 4pm – Midnight” then the phone number. I needed to talk to someone , not friends or family… I needed to talk to someone I didn’t know, so I called the counseling line which I had found in the phone book. I remember calling all but the last digit of the phone number, and then hanging up because I was too scared – I did this 10 or more times… I didn’t know what was going to happen, I didn’t even know if I could talk to a stranger.
To be truthful, I didn’t end up calling that day, but the following day I forced myself to. The next day I did call, and I was talking to the guy on the counseling line for about 45 minutes. At first, my fears were that the person on the other end of the phone wouldn’t be able to do anything to help, or wouldn’t take me seriously, or would tell me that I was wrong and needed to change my (gay related) feelings. I must have sounded really scared when we first started talking, and he somehow got me to calm down a bit, and then about 1/2 way through the conversation he said to me “you sound a lot better already”, and I was feeling a lot better. He gave me some telephone numbers for my local area, and told me about a support group for gay/bisexual guys that was run in the city. I told him that I couldn’t do that (go to a support group) but I would call the numbers he gave me. He was the first person I ever told I was gay.
After about 2 weeks I got the courage to call up the number, and the guy there told me there was a support group for gay youth run in my area. I told him I couldn’t go, it was hard enough for me to just call him to start with. He gave me heaps of encouragement and told me the phone number of the guy who runs a local youth group for young gay & bisexual guys. I called right away, but it wasn’t until after about 1 month, that I went to the youth group for the first time.
I can remember how hard it was. I had that nervous/sick feeling in my stomach the whole day right up to after the group had started. The group has done so much good for me. It helped me break down the stereotypes that I assumed all gay people were (or had to be). I have made some good friends from the group. I can talk to others about being gay, and they understand.
If I hadn’t gone to the group to begin with… I would never have gotten to know the guy I now think of as my closest friend. He was the first gay friend I ever made, and whether he knows it or not, he has helped me through some really difficult times. Just being there as a friend, as someone to talk to. Going to the youth group was the best thing I ever did for myself… when I think of the time when I thought I could never go to the group, it makes me so happy that I got the courage to go. I look back to the time before I went to the group how unhappy I was and realize how much it has helped me. Making that one phone call started everything for me, and as I said before, that was probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do… but my life is so much better now. Being around other gay people has helped me accept myself more and more. I am now at the point where I am starting to feel good about myself, and good about life in general.
I don’t know when I realized I was gay, I think it was around the age of 16. It wasn’t until I turned 18 that I decided it wasn’t going to go away, and I needed to start accepting that was who I was. I got really depressed, scared, angry, and felt alone through those 2 years.
It built up so much, that I needed to do something. I remember one day flicking through the White Pages, I wasn’t really looking for a number. I was just bored. I found a telephone number under a counseling heading near the front of the book. It said “Gay and Lesbian Counseling Line… 4pm – Midnight” then the phone number. I needed to talk to someone , not friends or family… I needed to talk to someone I didn’t know, so I called the counseling line which I had found in the phone book. I remember calling all but the last digit of the phone number, and then hanging up because I was too scared – I did this 10 or more times… I didn’t know what was going to happen, I didn’t even know if I could talk to a stranger.
To be truthful, I didn’t end up calling that day, but the following day I forced myself to. The next day I did call, and I was talking to the guy on the counseling line for about 45 minutes. At first, my fears were that the person on the other end of the phone wouldn’t be able to do anything to help, or wouldn’t take me seriously, or would tell me that I was wrong and needed to change my (gay related) feelings. I must have sounded really scared when we first started talking, and he somehow got me to calm down a bit, and then about 1/2 way through the conversation he said to me “you sound a lot better already”, and I was feeling a lot better. He gave me some telephone numbers for my local area, and told me about a support group for gay/bisexual guys that was run in the city. I told him that I couldn’t do that (go to a support group) but I would call the numbers he gave me. He was the first person I ever told I was gay.
After about 2 weeks I got the courage to call up the number, and the guy there told me there was a support group for gay youth run in my area. I told him I couldn’t go, it was hard enough for me to just call him to start with. He gave me heaps of encouragement and told me the phone number of the guy who runs a local youth group for young gay & bisexual guys. I called right away, but it wasn’t until after about 1 month, that I went to the youth group for the first time.
I can remember how hard it was. I had that nervous/sick feeling in my stomach the whole day right up to after the group had started. The group has done so much good for me. It helped me break down the stereotypes that I assumed all gay people were (or had to be). I have made some good friends from the group. I can talk to others about being gay, and they understand.
If I hadn’t gone to the group to begin with… I would never have gotten to know the guy I now think of as my closest friend. He was the first gay friend I ever made, and whether he knows it or not, he has helped me through some really difficult times. Just being there as a friend, as someone to talk to. Going to the youth group was the best thing I ever did for myself… when I think of the time when I thought I could never go to the group, it makes me so happy that I got the courage to go. I look back to the time before I went to the group how unhappy I was and realize how much it has helped me. Making that one phone call started everything for me, and as I said before, that was probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do… but my life is so much better now. Being around other gay people has helped me accept myself more and more. I am now at the point where I am starting to feel good about myself, and good about life in general.
I don’t know when I realized I was gay, I think it was around the age of 16. It wasn’t until I turned 18 that I decided it wasn’t going to go away, and I needed to start accepting that was who I was. I got really depressed, scared, angry, and felt alone through those 2 years.
It built up so much, that I needed to do something. I remember one day flicking through the White Pages, I wasn’t really looking for a number. I was just bored. I found a telephone number under a counseling heading near the front of the book. It said “Gay and Lesbian Counseling Line… 4pm – Midnight” then the phone number. I needed to talk to someone , not friends or family… I needed to talk to someone I didn’t know, so I called the counseling line which I had found in the phone book. I remember calling all but the last digit of the phone number, and then hanging up because I was too scared – I did this 10 or more times… I didn’t know what was going to happen, I didn’t even know if I could talk to a stranger.
To be truthful, I didn’t end up calling that day, but the following day I forced myself to. The next day I did call, and I was talking to the guy on the counseling line for about 45 minutes. At first, my fears were that the person on the other end of the phone wouldn’t be able to do anything to help, or wouldn’t take me seriously, or would tell me that I was wrong and needed to change my (gay related) feelings. I must have sounded really scared when we first started talking, and he somehow got me to calm down a bit, and then about 1/2 way through the conversation he said to me “you sound a lot better already”, and I was feeling a lot better. He gave me some telephone numbers for my local area, and told me about a support group for gay/bisexual guys that was run in the city. I told him that I couldn’t do that (go to a support group) but I would call the numbers he gave me. He was the first person I ever told I was gay.
After about 2 weeks I got the courage to call up the number, and the guy there told me there was a support group for gay youth run in my area. I told him I couldn’t go, it was hard enough for me to just call him to start with. He gave me heaps of encouragement and told me the phone number of the guy who runs a local youth group for young gay & bisexual guys. I called right away, but it wasn’t until after about 1 month, that I went to the youth group for the first time.
I can remember how hard it was. I had that nervous/sick feeling in my stomach the whole day right up to after the group had started. The group has done so much good for me. It helped me break down the stereotypes that I assumed all gay people were (or had to be). I have made some good friends from the group. I can talk to others about being gay, and they understand.
If I hadn’t gone to the group to begin with… I would never have gotten to know the guy I now think of as my closest friend. He was the first gay friend I ever made, and whether he knows it or not, he has helped me through some really difficult times. Just being there as a friend, as someone to talk to. Going to the youth group was the best thing I ever did for myself… when I think of the time when I thought I could never go to the group, it makes me so happy that I got the courage to go. I look back to the time before I went to the group how unhappy I was and realize how much it has helped me. Making that one phone call started everything for me, and as I said before, that was probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do… but my life is so much better now. Being around other gay people has helped me accept myself more and more. I am now at the point where I am starting to feel good about myself, and good about life in general.
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This is part 2 of the series, this part is just building up a bit for part 3. Txts between my mom and I are shown by Mom: and Me:…….
Helping beautiful young aunt while her husband was away.
This story is based on true events. It contains femdom, CBT,. When my older next door neighbor lady taught me to be her toy.
This is most definitely a harpie dream of mine.
After that heavy torture thing last time I said to my slut, that we’ll have a nice relaxed gang bang in a cinema in our town. I put an invitation on the website of the sex cinema and wrote the following text:
“We plan a gang bang on Saturday from 8 pm open end. Feel free to cum as often as you want and bring lots of friends with you. My slutslave is Romanian, slim, 25, brown haired and tanned and has a great slim body. Her small sluttish perky boobs are waiting for your hands and your cum. She s extremely hungry for all your cocks and swallows everything you give her. My slut is one of the most submissive sluts in the world. She does everything you want. We hope to see you soon. What you need is an actual aids test. Entry fee: 20 dollars”
I made a deal with the cinema owner to share the money he made. So we prepared ourselves for the evening. Benas heart was beating double the speed it normally does. She was already wet the whole day. She had no idea of how many guys would fuck her that night. She had to wear her servants dress with hot black stockings, a short skirt in black with white pockets and a shelf bra, which exposed her long puffy nipples. She had a servants hood on her head and wore 5 inch black latex stilettos. As usual she wasn’t allowed to wear any slip. When she walked, her new fat piercing rings on her pussy lips hit together and made a hot concert.
When we left home Bena was so excited that we had to stop on the way to the cinema, cause she had to pee. We stopped at a parking lot and she walked in front of our car. Lifted her skirt and peed in front of it. I was rock hard immediately. When she was finished she stood up and let the rest of the pee run down her hot freshly shaven long slim legs. She got into the car and gave me a taste of her pee with her hand. Then she fucked herself a bit with her hand and licked her juice from her hand. I was so fucking hard so I ordered her to suck my dick immediately. Instead of sucking it in the car she walked around and opened the drivers door. She took my dick in her hungry slutmouth, while her bare ass was poking out of the car. Her fuckslut was visible to everybody. Her piercings hung down her slit. Some cars passed us and hooted. They couldn’t believe their eyes. Bena went on sucking my dick and with her special slut technique she massaged my cum out of my balls in record time. Quite a good training for tonight I thought. She slurped my cum down, after she played with it in her slutmouth. She is a specialist in cum gargling and enjoys to tease with it. After she swallowed she wiped her mouth and sat back in the car. We drove to the cinema, where we couldn’t believe what we saw.
There was a waiting line at the cinema. It seemed that there were 40 or 50 guys when we passed the whistling group. There were guys of every social background (even some really nasty ugly beggars). Ebony guys, Caucasians and Asians. Young and really old guys. Punks and business guys. What a fucking mess I thought. That takes hours to make them happy. When Benaslutslave passed them they started to grab at her tits and ass cheeks. I had to separate them to come into the cinema. There was some kind of bodybuilder I couldn’t get off. He grabed my slut on her hair and forced her down to the ground. Bena obeyed. He forced his dick out of his trousers directly in her throat. She sucked submissively and massaged his shaven bull balls. He forced his fat dick till his balls knocked on her chin. Tears run down her eyes. Her eyelash smeared a bit. But he didn’t take long to cum in her throat. He shot and Bena swallowed. She didn’t have any choice. He ripped her head of his dick and disappeared. Bena fall back a bit and catched herself. Her pussy was visible to all the guys in the line. One of the guys said, that this piercings are fucking crazy. “You are the filthiest whore he’ll ever fuck! We walked down to the cinema rooms and it looked not like 40 to 50 but like 80 in total.
Bena found a seat in the first row. She sat down. Some really horny porn was running. But nobody cared. They all followed us and wanked their dicks. I sat next to her and played on her pussy. I fucked her with my four fingers in her pussy hole. I ordered the first guy to my slave and allowed her to start her blow jobs. She immediately had two dicks in her hands and on in her sluttish mouth. Behind her where dozens of guys and grabbed her tiny but fucking sexy little titties. I fucked her heavier and she moaned over the dicks. The first guy was near to cum and on rage. Bena sucked harder and he couldn’t hold it anymore. He shot her in her mouth and released her. She was showing his cum to all the surrounding guys. They just realized what a slut she is. Then three guys where again next to her. She was changing dicks every 10 seconds and looked deep and sexy in their eyes. It didn’t take long again and she collected their loads in her mouth. The other guys gave her their loads and Bena gargled 10 loads within 10 minutes. Her mouth was full. I fucked her now with four fingers in her pussy hole. After the experience with the sadist in his house her cunt was widely spread for 3 weeks. I ordered Bena to do daily training of her muscles down there to get it tighter again. But I had that feeling it didn’t work out to her original tightness. Nevertheless she gargled the loads and suddenly swallowed all the mess and let go a yummy sound. Then she moved and kneeled on the cinema seat. She spread her bum and cunt into the masses and said, fuck me you fuckers. While she was bending over the seat she wanked dicks in the second row and blew a huge member from a beggar. That fat cock looked really ugly and smelled stinky but my Slaveslut sucked it dutifully. I guesss he hadn’t have sex for years and Benaslut was doing something social. After just 30 seconds he shot his 10 thick jizz loads in her fuckface. She wasn’t expecting that and was totally messed up. All the guys laughed and said, she is the sickest bitch in the world. Her pussy was already filled with a cock from an Asian guy. She didn’t realize it first but as he changed holes in her butt she started to enjoy it. Another guy sat beneath her on the cinema chair and sucked her titties while he fucked my bitch in her pierced whorepussy. The Asian guy continued and shot his load in her ass. And so it went on for two hours. I didn’t have the impression that the waiting line gets shorter. Bena was totally filled up with cum in every of her holes. Even when she gagged and threw up only cum disappeared from her. She felt in heaven. She was in the centre of the fuck universe. A cum loving goddess. Unexhaustible flows of warm cum. Under her three slave holes where huge puddles of cum. Her hair, her eyes and her ears where full of it too. She got a bit exhausted. I said to all, that my slut needs a 15 minute break.
After that we could continue. We disappeared in a dark room. What we saw was diverse SM stuff. I had an idea. I attached Benaslut on the swing set looking upwards and bound her A cup udders on a rope hanging from the ceiling. As usual they looked like tiny table tennis balls when they where bound. I enjoy that embarrassing presentation of her titless body. I bound her legs to the swing set. She had to arch back her head in a position where she can be fucked perfectly in her throat. Last but not least I bound her arms behind her back and attached her hair to it. So she was absolutely helpless and reduced to her three holes. Then I opened the door to the room and the guys flowed into the room.
Bena was still covered In cum and it flowed out of every of her holes. But that was only a third of what followed the next two hours. They raped her and fucked her. They filled her with their hands and fisted her ass and her pussy. Wads of slimy cum came ut of her bowels and her slutslit. She was chocked and gagged. Her face full of mucus. I asked the cinema guy if he could close the doors, because I think that my slave isn’t able to take more than the 30 guys still waiting for their release. When I entered the room again some nasty guy was fist fucking her poor sloppy anus and causing a fat two inch prolapse coming out of her bumhole. He boxed it in and released his hand a second later. I couldn’t see Benas condition through all that mucus, but I realized her moaning still. And finally she was still breathing and orgasming. I stopped counting after 6 or 7 times. Sure was she still had fun. Her piercings where hitting together in the speed of the fisting. She gagged loud and coughed. A huge black guy had stick his member in deep in her throat. It was clearly visible in her neck. He enjoyed that slow fuck deep in her and fucked her like that for at least 10 minutes. I couldn’t believe what I saw but he managed to get that huge member of 11 inches all the way in. It was like sword swallowing, what she practiced with him while she got fisted. Several guys fucked their load in her pussy using breaks of the fister. I couldn’t hold my cum seeing that black dick in my slave and fucked her on her eyes. I said, that they would have to hurry up. There is only half an hour left. With that the rest of the bunch stood around her and waited until the black guy shot his load into her mouth. She hold it and gargled. A group of guys shot their load into her cum bag mouth. 5 where left. I closed the room. I released here from all the bondages except the tit bondage. Her little teeny udders were deep red blueish. She had to kneel down. I got a whip and spanked her hard on her udders. She screamed. I whipped her hard again. She was back and more alive than before. It waked her up a bit. I whipped 10 times over her hot sexy ass cheeks. Then I told the five guys, that the guy who gets her to orgasm within a minute wins a night with her alone and can do whatever he wants except harming her permanently or killing her of course. Bena was kneeling a bit uncomfortable cause her tits lifted her up a bit.
The first guy must have cum from a construction area nearby. He was full of dirt and was stinking sweaty. He commanded Bena to stand up and fistfucked her cunt. After one minute she was really high but not near to cum. The second guy was another asian pervert and massaged her cum covered clit and licked it. I was shocked a bit but it seemed to work. Parallel he fucked three fingers in her anus and massaged artificially her left bluish tit ball. That brought her over the edge. So we stopped the challenge and he gave me his address for the next Saturday. I released Benaslut from her tit bondage.
Bena walked out the cinema towards the car fully covered in cum. I said to her, that she had to slurp the cum from her body or she doesn’t come into my car. After five minutes I gave her a towel and rubbed the rest of her body dry. At home she took her shower tortured boidy and was still excited of that evening. She was fucked over 5 hours by dozens of full cum ball owners. She slept quickly and I m sure she had wet dreams that night.
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