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The Rapist’s Prize!.

: An attractive 30s something woman named Louise has been lured to a secluded empty office building with a lucrative offer of her assistance in her area of expertise. Earlier she had attended a 15 yr class reunion of an all girls college, one she had attended long ago, and as a lark had worn her college girls school uniform! She was lured here for two reasons, one to be brutally and horribly raped by this perverted sexual predator, and two after being raped numerous times would then be sold into the world of sex trade slavery!

Sex Joke

GUY BETTING BLONDE LADY IN BAR

A shabby-looking guy enters a pub and sees a pretty young blonde sitting at a corner table. Seeing her all alone, he goes up to and says “Hey baby, you wanna have a good time with me?” She looks at him disgustedly and tells him to get lost. The next day he sees her again and walks up to her. Before she can dismiss him he says “Now wait a minute, I’ve come here to show you a most amazing trick…I bet you a hundred bucks that I can bite my left eye with my teeth!”
“Ha, get outta here…that’s impossible!” the blonde exclaims.
“Any bets!” the guy persists.
“OK, 100 bucks…” she concedes.
The man wordlessly removes his false left eye, bites it and puts it back in its socket. Amazed, the girl gives him the money. The next day he comes back again, finds the girl there and tells her, “Today I’ve come to show you another amazing trick!”
What’s it this time?” the girl asks warily.
“This time I bet you two hundred bucks that I can bite my right eye also with my teeth!” The blonde ponders for a while. She realises hell, this guy is not blind so there’s no way he can have two false eyes…of course he’s making an impossible claim!
“OK, 200 bucks!” she declares confidently.
The man triumphantly takes out his false teeth, bites the right eye and puts his teeth back in his mouth. Defeated, the girl gives him the money once more. The day after, he comes back yet again, finds the blonde and says, “I have yet another amazing trick to show you!” The girl is quite firm this time: “Now way, Jose! Thanks to you I’ve lost my whole week’s wages…I can’t afford any more bets or I’ll have nothing to eat!”
The guy replies “Yes, I have thought of that, therefore this time we shall bet only one dollar!”
The girl is intrigued. “OK, what’s the bet?”
The guy says “I bet you one dollar that I can screw you without taking your panties off!”
The girl thinks hey, how can he do that? “OK, the bet’s One dollar…!” So they both go upstairs. The guy throws the blonde upon the bed, pulls down her panties, screws her, gives her a dollar saying, “Sorry, I’ve lost this time!” and walks away…

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Direct Deposit

This is the first chapter of a planned series. Please comment if you are interested in reading more.

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Living the Dream

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CAW13 – Pimp’s Revenge

It had been twelve months since my last exploits were document in CAW11. I have continued on my merry way of taking my vengeance upon the male species of the human race (and rightfully so).

True Story

My First Taste of Cock!

My First Taste of Cock!
My adolescent years were probably no different than most kids back in the
40’s. At Scout Camp, there were the customary “circle jerks” when the
Counselors finally turned in and even some of them shared in that ago old ritual. I
had several friends who shared with me their escapades of exploration with either
a brother or sister, We would listen to their talk and rub our cocks as the various
scenarios were related and hear about sisters or brothers talking about a friend
sucking cock or licking a pussy and some time “actually doing-it.” I recall how
excited I would get and that “special feeling” I got from stroking my cock while
listening. The older guys seemed to have all the “stuff” they wanted and delighted
in telling the stories, and seeing a “kid”: cum for his very first time. Most often,
we would return to our cabin and continue to talk and stroke our hard excited little
cocks.
My best buddy live on a hill overlooking the town and his parents owned
and ran a restaurant. When I would sleep over at his house, we would horse
around and play games till late into the night. His parents bedroom was at the
other end of the house and we had some privacy. We’d talk about the older guys,
and what they had said or one of our other friends who would share a story about
watching his sister undress or suck her boy friends cock at night on the front porch
of their house. We would watch each other as we stroked our cocks and talk
about our differences as my cock was “uncut” and his was circumcised. He would
ask me if he could touch my cock and stroke it, then telling me I could do the
same with him. So we did play around some and experiment to see what would
get us hard. He was the first to actually cum and I was able to get some goo out, a
few weeks later. The night time talks were really exciting and the morning we
really cut loose horsing around a s the house was empty because his parents left
early each morning for the restaurant. We were both on the JV wrestling team at
school and the “rough house” that we did would usually end up in his bed or on
the living room floor. He was bigger and stronger than I was and he usually
(always) ended up pinning me! He would frequently straddle my chest with his
knees holding my arms down at my side. The play and wrestling we did would
sometimes get us excited and oftentimes our pj”s or undershorts would have come
off and our cocks would be semi hard from the workout. Phil liked to boast and
would show his complete dominance over me by rubbing his cock across my lips
and face. I would fight like hell to get up and tell him to stop, but he would hold
me down and again and again humiliate me by flaunting his circumcised cock in
my face.
I would fight as hard as possible and my face would be beet red. When
he finally released me, he would tell me he just knew I enjoyed it probably more
so than he did doing it to me and then, we would go on to other things.
Afterwards, when I was back home or in school, I would recall the events vividly,
I’d think about what Phil had done and could recall with great
clarity, the soft velvet texture of his cock head against my lips, the erotic aroma
from his hard man sized cock. I liked it, no, I lived for it, I really did and I would
think about and fantasize about what would he do or how would he react “if” I
stopped resisting and just parted my lips, opened my mouth and sucked his cock
the next time he did that to me! My curiosity was short lived, I stayed at his
house the very next week-end. I was excited, and it was I, who initiated the
wrestling, knowing full well the outcome (pun intended). When Phil had me
pinned on the living room floor, he pulled his hard cock from his pajamas and
again rubbed his cock across my lips. I fought like before, but not as hard. He
literally bathed my face with his spongy cock head, the smell, Oh, that smell of
cock, drifted through my nostrils and I was “ready.” I opened my mouth and his
smooth tube-like, warm cock slipped between my lips and into my mouth. It was
even better than I had even imagined and the expression on his face was priceless!
It was the first such sucking activity I had ever done. I thought I new the
rudiments of sucking cock from the typed written stories I had read and that were
being passed around at school. Also, the pictures I had seen on playing cards.
From the expression on his face, I knew too he was enjoying it very much.
I knew I enjoyed the feeling of his cock in my mouth so much better than having
him rub it against my face. With his cock deep in my sucking mouth, I felt I was
in control. He was even more excited than I imagined and in just a few minutes,
his cock recoiled, jumped a bit and expanded as he was filling my mouth for the
very first time with his warm boy cream. He pumped and I swallowed to keep
from choking but I had to swallow several times before he was finished. He was
really pleased and I was to duplicate that scene several times in the next few
weeks. He finally reciprocated about 10 days later and I must say I enjoyed the
feeling of my cock in his warm mouth too. After that initial episode, there were
times when he would tie me up in his walk-in closet and make me suck his cock
or play with my cock until I would spurt my cum and he would catch it in his
hand. He would sometimes take some of my cum on his finger and coat my lips.
“How do you like the taste of your own cum?” he would taunt at me. I too had
my turns of tying him up and playing with his cock but I usually ended up sucking
him off as my prisoner! We continued our play for about 14 months I guess then
drifted into other things and not much sex play after that. We were jocks you
know and playing sports and that sort of thing wasn’t good for athletes to be so
active sexually or so we were told.
The End

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Friday night alone for Rachel part 2

Previously: Rachel had been enjoying a night at home with her favorite vibrator when she receives a surprise gentleman caller. . .
Rachel (narrator): 22 yo white, plump/ curvy virgin. Cute face with blue eyes and long brown hair.
For a moment, I could do nothing but stare at him with wide eyes. Was there really a strange man standing in my living room? Maybe I was still uber-high from the pot that I smoked earlier and I was hallucinating. He was about ten feet away from me on the couch and was standing in between me and both the front door and the stairs. I took in his appearance: He was white and tall (about six feet) with dark brown hair. He was dressed in jeans and a dark tshirt and was standing with one hand behind his back while he was staring me down with his dark eyes. He was a large, overweight man. He had a receding hairline and hairy arms. You could tell that he had a strong bone structure under his round cheeks that held a couple days’ worth of stubble. Had I seen him somewhere like the mall or a grocery store, I’m sure I would have not taken any notice of him. Standing in my living room, however, was another story.
After what felt like an hour but was probably only a few seconds, the hand not behind his back moved. He put his finger up to his mouth and made a soft “Shh” noise. That shocked me out of my stupor. I leapt off of the couch and ran to the other side of the room. I frantically searched the room, looking for something that I could use for a weapon. He was still standing between me and my two means of escape. Seeing that, he started slowly approaching me. I, unwittingly, backed up until I was in the corner of my living room. When the skin of my back hit the wall, I remembered that the only clothing I had on was my lady-cum-soaked blue cotton panties. Not bothering to cover myself (because, really, what was the point now?), my eyes began darting all over the room. Why don’t I own a vase?! That’s what they always happen to have as a handy make-shift weapon in the movies!
Fear began to set in as I realized that I was most likely fucked, in more ways than one. This guy wasn’t here to borrow some milk. He was only a few feet away and was still making the soft “Shh” sound. I whimpered. From this distance, I could see that his mouth was curving into a smile. However, I wasn’t just going to give in without trying to save myself. I faked like I was trying to slip by him on his left and then dodged for the right. I managed to run past him a few steps before I felt him grab my arm and bring both of us to the floor.
I remembered my voice then and screamed as loud as I could. “NOO! NO! SOMEBODY HELP!” He slapped my face hard enough to daze me. I was distracted and he was able to grab my other arm. He now held both of my arms by the wrists behind my back as I was laying on my stomach. I began struggling my nearly naked body now and resumed my shouting, begging for anyone to help me. What once seemed like a good idea (to live in an end unit apartment that doesn’t have any neighbors so no one would smell me smoking), now felt like it would be my undoing. Holding both of my wrists behind my back with one hand, he used his other to spank my right ass check hard five times and said roughly, “Be quiet.” He then moved on top of me so that he could hold me down with his body. When I felt his hard cock digging into the small of my back, I screamed harder. Oh, so you want to make me do what you say by hurting me? Well, you’re going to have to hit me a lot harder than that! I know what you want, and I would rather DIE than give it to you!
I drew in a deep breath, prepared to give the loudest shout I could, but I was too late. I found out what he had been hiding behind his back: duct tape. I saw him rip off a strip out of the corner of my eye, and, before I could release my scream, the tape was over my mouth. Seeing me as being sufficiently gagged, he moved off of me while maintaining his hold on my arms. I continued trying to shout and struggle, but I was extremely muffled behind the gag and with his grip on my wrists, there wasn’t a lot I could do. I could feel him moving behind me, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. Then I felt him tape my wrists together. Feeling my wrists bound switched me from being desperate to get away to being in full-out survival mode. I could feel the carpet burning the skin of my breasts and stomach as I moved. There was no doubt in my mind that he was going to try to rape me. Then what? Would he just slip back out whatever way he came in? He had already shown that he didn’t have a probably slapping me around. Would he just kill me when he was through with me?
I fought with everything I had, then, kicking out my feet, shaking my shoulders and hips, trying to roll away from him. Anything that would get me out of the situation. He simply grabbed my wrists and lifted them up behind my back. I tried to arch my back and follow the movement, but I eventually had to stop moving or risk him dislocating my shoulders. He held my wrists with one hand and used the other to caress my back, as if he was trying to soothe me. I could feel how rough and calloused his hands were, how fat his fingers were.
“Shh, Baby Girl. You don’t want to hurt yourself, now, “ he said. “You want to be a good girl for Daddy, don’t you?”
When I didn’t answer, he lifted my wrists slightly as he hand strayed from my back down to pinch me on the ass cheek that he had spanked earlier. He pinched hard enough that I cried out into the tape.
“Don’t you?” he asked again, with a hard edge to his voice.
“Answer your Daddy!” He had squeezed even harder on my ass, and I nodded my head frantically.
I felt completely defeated. The thought of this disgusting stranger touching any part of me made me want to vomit. I would rather him just kill me than rape me and take my virginity. But, in just a few moments, he had me bound and gagged. He must be hiding some huge fucking muscles under that fat, because trying to defend myself against him was like trying to fight off the Hulk. Was it worth it to keep fighting? It was obvious that he was going to have me no matter what. I was no match for him, and I didn’t particularly want to push him to the point that he beats the shit out of me BEFORE he rapes me and possibly kills me. My eyes began to tear up as I realized how overpowered I was. The only real choice I had was to let him do what he wanted and pray that he left afterwards.
I quietly cried behind my gag as he, accepting my answer and sensing my new co-operative attitude, lowered my arms and continued to stroke my back.
“That’s Daddy’s Good Girl. That’s Daddy’s Good Baby Girl,” he cooed at me.What was with all of the “Daddy” and “Baby Girl” talk? It freaked me out. Oh my god, what the fuck is this guy into? It didn’t matter now. I was resigned and he knew it. I felt disgusted with him and disgusted with myself for giving in. His hands left me and he stood up. I took a few deep breaths through my nose, trying to calm down and stop my crying.
Suddenly, he lifted me up and hoisted my mostly nude body over his shoulder, continuing his creepy “Daddy’s Girl” encouragement. He left the living room and started up the stairs. When he headed directly for the bedroom, I whimpered but didn’t struggle, having learned my lesson. He moved with surety, and that scared me. Had he been watching me? For how long? He entered the bedroom and gently lay me down on the bed. He just stood there looking down at me for a few moments, and I squirmed under his gaze.
“Look at how beautiful Baby Girl is. Soo pretty. Let me feel how soft my baby is,” he said as he cupped my cheek and then let his hand trail down my neck, pause to gently cup my breast and rub his thumb in circles a few times around my nipple, continue down my torso, stopping at to rub my stomach like a cat. I hate when anyone touches me there, being really self-conscious about my belly. Having him touch me there with his rough hands made me feel sick. I tried to shift away from his hands. Wrong move.
He slapped my thigh hard, making me yelp. He glared down darkly. “That was very bad, Baby Girl. I know you know better than that. Daddy told you to let him feel his baby’s skin. You need to be reminded of how to be a good little girl for your Daddy.”
He grabbed me by the hips and roughly flipped me over onto my stomach on the bed. He got a fistful of the fabric of my panties and ripped them off cleanly. I cried out behind the gag, my tears returning. I started begging him to just leave, to not hurt me, but it was all muffled. When he sat on the bed and started pulling me close, I panicked and began struggling again, anything to stay away from him. He pulled me so that I was laying bottom up in his lap.
“You know you need to obey your Daddy. Daddy doesn’t like to hurt his Baby Girl, but she needs to be punished for not following the rules.” As he was saying this, he was firmly rubbing my bare ass, gradually adding more and more pressure. Then, without warning, he spanked my ass once. Nothing had ever stung so badly. He paused long enough for me to register the feeling, and then he continued slowly for several more sharp smacks in the same place. His hits then began to increase in pace and strength until he pulled his arm far back and whacked me hard on the ass. I gave a muffled screech. He then started wailing on my ass. I tried to cry out for him to stop and to wiggle away. He just grabbed my wrists again and raised them high, effectively reminding me of who was in control. I could do nothing but sob and try to stay as still as possible to appease him. Once he sensed my submission, he switched up his hit placement so that his blows landed all over my ass, the tops of my thighs and my lower back.
I took it and tried to not focus on the pain. No one had ever even seen my naked body before, and the first time someone is seeing me is when it’s a crazy intruder who was spanking me like I was a little girl. My skin felt like it was on fire everywhere he was hitting me, and I knew that it would bruise. My shoulders and arms were aching, and I was afraid the muscles would start to cramp. With each hit, my naked body would move against his lap chaffing my already rug-burn stomach and breasts. I tried to just let my mind wander, to not be in the moment. I made myself stop crying, if only because it was hard to sob when you can’t breathe through your mouth. His hand was a blur, and I could barely distinguish the individual blows. It was just a haze of burning pain. I could hear him huffing with his exertion. Finally, his spanking slowed and he lowered my arms again. I whimpered as the blood rushed back to my arms, making them tingle painfully.
He was now gently rubbing his fingers over my bruised and burning skin. I’m sure it was supposed to be a soothing gesture, but it still hurt and I would give him anything for him to just stop touching me. I hated this, hated what was happening and what was going to happen to me. This was not how I imagined losing my virginity at all. Every place he touched felt tainted, like he was leaving some imprint in my skin that I would never be able to scrub off or shake loose. My body was burning all over from the spanking and my agitated rug burn, I was having trouble breathing because of the duct tape and because I had been sobbing, and I just wanted it to end. I wanted him to hurry up and do it so he could then kill me or leave. As long as he wasn’t touching me anymore.
He then turned me over so I was sitting up in his lap. He began rocking me like I was a child, and I could feel his hard cock through his jeans poking my thighs. My ass was burning and I almost started crying again, but instead only released a groan.
“There, there, Baby Girl,” he said while rocking me and pressing kisses to my temple. “Now that hurt me more than it hurt you. I hate hurting my little girl, but Baby Girl needs to learn to obey her daddy. Are you going to obey me?” I nodded. “Good girl. I knew you were going to be my good little girl when I first saw you. Now your daddy feels awful about hurting you. Do you want to make him feel better?” he asked, pausing his kisses to look me in the eye. I hesitated but nodded, knowing it was what he wanted and that I was beyond having any options at this point. I had to survive, and I would do whatever it took to make sure he didn’t kill me. I was going to do whatever he said and pray that he left when he was done. “That’s my little girl,” he said smiling.
He then moved me from his lap onto my back on the bed. He pulled me so that my head was hanging off of the side. I may be a virgin, but I watch porn. I knew what was about to happen. I had never given a blowjob before, but in this position I had a feeling he was wanting to do all of the work anyway. If he’s going to make me give him a blowjob, then he has to take this duct tape off. Should I try to call for help one last time? No, I couldn’t. If no one heard me before, they weren’t going to hear me this time. I wouldn’t risk it. After he had me like he wanted me, it was all I could do to stay still. My ass was still on fire, and I was lying on my arms awkwardly. But I sure as hell wasn’t going to move and have him see that as me disobeying him again.
He took a couple steps back from the bed, and began toeing off his shoes. I was scared to death, but I couldn’t look away as my rapist began to disrobe. His shoes and socks went first, followed by his jeans. With my head hanging off of the bed and him only a couple feet away, was basically face to face with his crotch. He wore grey boxer briefs, and I could see a damp patch near the head of his hard cock. His shirt went next, revealing his large, hairy body. He disgusted me. He was fat and gross and I was at his mercy. His hands fell to the waistband of his briefs and slowly peeled them off, his erection bobbing out. I gulped. There was no way that was going in me.
The bastard’s dick stood proud, its weeping head pointed to the ceiling. It was about 9 ½ “ long, but the length didn’t scare me. My favorite vibrator was about 9 inches, so that wasn’t too intimidating. However, it was apparent that his rotundness also applied to his manhood. It was 3 inches wide, wider than my wrist. How was my virgin pussy supposed to take that, let alone my mouth?!
“Aww, don’t be scared, Baby Girl. I know you’re going to make Daddy feel so good.” He stepped forward, and I jerked instinctually, not expecting the movement. “Shh, Baby Girl. Now stay quiet and brace yourself,” he said right before ripping the duct tape from my mouth. It hurt like a motherfucker, but I didn’t make a peep. With the tape gone, I took in a mouthful air. He stroked my cheek.
“You want to make your daddy feel good, don’t you, Little Girl?”
I nodded.
His hand moved from my cheek to get a hold on my hair. “Answer Daddy out loud, Baby Girl.”
I paused long enough for him to tug on my hair before responding, “Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Daddy?”, I said, the word feeling strange on my tongue.
“Yes, Daddy, what?”
“Yes, Daddy, I want to make you feel good.”
“That’s my girl,” he said with a smile. I felt sick. I didn’t want to be pulled into his freaky games. I’m in my twenties, but I’m a Daddy’s Girl. I still call my father “Daddy”, and saying it now in this setting made my skin crawl. He stepped forward and said, “Open.” I obediently opened my mouth. He first ran the head of his cock along my lips, smearing them with his pre-cum, then pushed in a couple inches. He only just had the head in my mouth, but it already felt stuffed. His cock was so fat, I really feared what would happen if he tried to push into my throat. His cock tasted salty and the musky, sweaty smell from his body was already making me gag. The hand that had been gripping my hair moved to cup the back of my head, holding me in place.
“Taste Daddy’s cock. Taste how much Daddy loves you,” he said, thrusting forward once ever so slightly in reinforcement. I started moving my tongue along the head of his cock, cleaning off the pre-cum. It tasted so salty it made my eyes water. I focused on what I was doing and breathing through my nose, trying to ignore his overwhelming odor. Everything about this man repulsed me. I just kept moving my tongue along the head, not really knowing what I was doing. He didn’t seem to mind. He started thrusting shallowly, groaning.
“That’s my Baby Girl. That’s my good, good Baby Girl.” I wanted to cry again. He thrust the first few inches in and out of my mouth. His balls were swinging just inches of my face, and I had an eyeful of his hairy ass. I kept moving my tongue, but my jaw started to ache with the effort and from keeping my mouth open wide enough to accommodate his girth. He started picking up the pace. The whole time, he kept up his words of encouragement. “You’re making Daddy feel so good, Baby Girl. You really love your daddy.” He moved so that he was now hunched over holding my head with both hands as he fucked my mouth. He started hitting the back of my throat, and I freaked. I was scared to death he would try to choke me with his cock. However, he didn’t go further than that, my body gagging a little each time he hit my throat.
He pulled out slightly so that again only the head was in my mouth and started jerking off the rest outside of my mouth. “Take it all, Baby Girl,” he said with a near-shout before cumming with a loud roar. He came in two long spurts in my mouth. It tasted disgusting. It was so salty and sour on my tongue that I thought the taste would make me vomit. He held his cock in my mouth until I swallowed it all down and moaned each time my mouth squeezed his cock. It felt like his cum hit my stomach like lead, like I could feel it sitting in my body.
He straightened up and slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. “My baby girl has the sweetest little baby girl mouth. Did you like that, Baby Girl?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied softly, embarrassed hearing myself say the words but knowing I had to.
He started walking around the bed, and I knew what was coming next. I felt my eyes start to water, but I held in the tears. Crying wouldn’t help now. He moved to the opposite side of the room, and gently pulled on my ankles until my head was on the bed. With a stranger’s dick in my mouth, I had understandably forgotten about my burning ass and aching arms. When he repositioned me, me arms were now bent very uncomfortably beneath my back and my flaming skin screamed at me. I worked my jaw up and down several times to work out the kinks from my face fucking. I stared at the ceiling, awaiting my fate, has he got onto the bed and crawled over me.

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My Mom and my Sis are my Sex Slaves Part 2

David has captured and trained his Mother Kendra, and his Sister Kayleigh, into becoming his obedient sex slaves. Now he strategically moves towards the next phase of his plan to build the life he always fantasized about. In this chapter, his father, John, returns home and enjoys some one on one time with his daughter Kayleigh. She teases him into a frenzy, and when she turns him away, he forces the matter. Eventually he gets what he deserves.

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A Mother’s Helping Hand Ch. 6

THIS STORY HAS ALREADY BEEN WRITTEN BY SOMEONE ELSE. JUST TO CLARIFY. This is not my story, just had some people who wanted to read the rest of the chapters for this story….Enjoy!

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Mom becomes property

Mom becomes property
This is the outcome of the poker party story, please let me know if I should continue it.
Joann read the note three time’s, they have video of the game oh my god!
Mom last night was great, I gave Juan the video to take home and edit. We have baseball practice but should be home by 3. Please have something sexy on as Juan and Bill need to bust a couple of nuts before they go home. It was signed Jimmy.
She sat having a cup of coffee thinking about this, she certainly had a great sexual experience last night. Young men can stay hard forever and cum in quarts, but one of them was her son and they had it on video. If anyone ever saw the video she was ruined and could possibly go to jail. Then what about her husband, what a dilemma.
She went to her bathroom and soaked in the tub for an hour, she felt fresh and clean when she got out. Not to mention she had the glow of a really well fucked women. She picked up her phone and sent Jimmy a text, Jim pleases call me as soon as you can, be alone so we can talk mom. It took about 10 minutes for her cell to ring. It was Jimmy.
“Jimmy I read the note frankly this afternoon is not a great time for me, your father will be calling to let us know when he’ll be home and”. He cut in “mom you told the guys any time they need their nut sacks emptied let you know”.
“They can’t come over this afternoon I need get stuff done for when your dad gets home. How about later this evening, you guys can play cards”. She though about it for a second, “yes tonight we’ll play cards and perhaps fuck”.
“Mom please wear something really sexy tonight under your cloths, ok”? She paused “you know Jim I may win tonight”. His response was whatever and he hung up.
Jim got home at 3 and went to his room to shower, while he was in the shower her phone rang. She looked at the number and realized it was Juan. She answered with a sexy “hello big guy”.
“Hi Joann your playing cards with us tonight right”?
“Sure am lover why”?
“Do you want me bring another pot stick”? Now she realized what that thing was. “Juan you know you guys shouldn’t be smoking pot in the garage, as long as Jim dad never finds out or for that matter smells it ok”.
“Great Jo we’ll see you about 7:30”, the line went dead. Ok I’ve got till 7:30 to work this out with Jim.
She knocked on Jimmy door and opened it slowly, he was standing their in his boxers looking at a text message he had just gotten. “Hi mom come in I’ll be done in a minute”. She stood there waiting, as he closed the phone he looked at her. “Mom tonight would wear the pink cheek hugger panties with the matching bra”? She was taken back for the minutes then responded “if that’s what you want sure”.
“Jim we have to talk, frankly the sex was wonderful but we’ve got to be practical”. Jim looked at her “What do you mean by practical”?
“Well for starters, not one of you used a rubber; do you realize I still could get pregnant”? “Then the fact you had the video camera going I’m just afraid the wrong people will see it”. “The fact that you and I are committing incest is another point”. Jim sat next to her on the bed, “mom I realize all you’ve said but from the general look about you, you need a good fucking and finally got it”. “I’m ok with the incest thing and frankly you give great blow jobs”. “Now I’ll call and get pizza for dinner go get sexed up for the game”.
Joann stood up and headed for the door, “another thing mister, when did you start smoking pot”? Jim giggled “about six months ago when the card games started”. “Now please go sex yourself up”.
Joann was in her bedroom, she put the outfit on he had requested, with black hells she really looked hot. Jim knocked on her door pizza’s here come and get it. She put on a robe and went to the kitchen to eat. Jim had poured her a glass of wine, she sat and started eating. The conversation turned towards tonight’s game. “Jimmy please don’t video the game tonight it makes me uncomfortable”.
“Its not completely my decision mom, Bill said he loves to watch you sucking cock as he tugs a load out”. She gave him a look of amazement, “doesn’t he have a girlfriend to do that”?
“He has a girlfriend but she’s not giving it up”. Joann just nodded and finished her pizza; she took the wine bottle and headed back to her room. At seven she walked into Jim’s room, she stopped in the doorway to let him get a good look.
She had chosen a pair of pink 4” heels with white spandex leggings which were way too tight; they revealed the camel toe plus the out of the panties. Her blouse was scoop neck which showed the entire top portion of her tits. “Jimmy honey do you think this outfit will make a few cocks hard”? He eyed her with his mouth open. “Wow mom you look smoken hot, as we say completely fuckable”. She wiggled her hips which caused her tits to bounce around, she turned to leave, as she walked out she wiggled her ass considerably more then necessary. She had just gotten back in her bedroom when Jim came in completely naked with a large hard on. “Mom that outfit make me nuts any chance I could get a blow job”? She smiled “honey I’d love to suck you cock but if I do we’ll be late for the game, besides we have plenty of time for blow jobs next week when you get home from school it will help you relax. I will promise you that before the night ends I will suck every drop of cum out of your nut sack, ok baby”? Jim knotted “now come over her”. She bent down and put the head of his cock in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around it a couple of times and kissed it on the head. “You should get dressed the guys will be here soon”.
The guys were in the garage playing already, she thought she’s made an entrance around 7:45. As she was about to open the garage door the phone rang, it was Jim senior her husband. He was wrapping up the conference and would be home Sunday evening. She really didn’t care as she knew within the next couple of hours she was going to have great sex. The call went on for another five minutes before it ended.
She stepped into the garage, this time the garage door was only open about a foot. It was allowing smoke to escape but the blue cloud hung over the table. She approached and saw a fourth player, a guy named Chris. He was built like Juan they seemed to be friends except he was black. She gulped but approached the table and smiled “Hi guys”. They all just stared at her; finally Juan spoke “Joann you look extremely fuckable”. She smiled and wiggled her tits, “thank you I hoped you approve”. Now Juan spoke “Joann this is Chris my friend”.
“Hi Chris”
“Hi Joann”, She sat down at the table.
The first hand was played and Joann won. She smiled and took the slips “I guess you’re the looser Bill Saturday you’ll be mowing the lawn, right”? Bill smiled “I sure will”.
Juan looked at Joann, “Joann I’ve got to piss would you like to hold it for me”? She giggled “well I have to admit I wouldn’t mind if you asked me nicely”.
“Joann would you like to hold my cock for me while I piss”? She laughed “that’s better of course I would sweetie”. As they stood up Jimmy yelled “hey mom smile”. She turned to see all the guys taking pictures of her. The spandex pants showed the outline of her pussy so clearly that she was almost embarrassed. She turned and followed Juan into the house.
As they entered the bathroom Joann unzipped his fly and gently pulled out his cock, she aimed it at the bowl and he started peeing. She swirled his cock around like she was writing her name. After a few minutes he was finished. She wiped his cock off bent down and kissed the head. “Joann I much rather play with you then the guys”.
“I feel the same way but they are expecting us back soon”. He put his hand in his pocket and took out a small box. “I bought this for you”.
“What is it honey”?
“It’s a clit stimulator, it has a small battery and it has a remote”. She looked at the devise, “are you kidding that little thing will never stimulate me”.
“Well I love to try, ok with you”?
“Sure put it on and we’ll go back to the game”.
After a few minutes she had the clit stimulator on and they returned to the game. She took several hits on the pot stick and game began. She lost to Chris and he wanted her blouse off. She stood up removed it wiggled her tits for everyone and sat back down. She was feeling mellow from the wine and pot. Suddenly she felt a small zing in her pussy; Juan had turned the stimulator on slow. She wiggled around in her chair because the fact was it was making her very wet.
The game had stopped, Joann was sitting in her chair wiggling her ass and squeezing her pussy as the stimulator was doing a great job. Her nipples were hard as rocks, the guys were kidding her “Jo how’s your pussy feel”? Her breath was become a bit rapid, “I think I’m going to excuse myself, Juan would you come to my room with me”.
“Not so fast moms take off the spandex show everyone the outfit”. The guys all started clapping because as she stood up there was a sizable wet spot in her crotch. The spandex came off and the pink panties were very damp. The guys must have take 50 pictures of her like that, she again looked at Juan. “I’d like you to come with me now, please”. Juan looked at Chris come on guy were the first tonight”. She was wiggling her ass because every time she squeezed her pussy on the stimulator she had a mini orgasm. Once In her room she turned to Juan he handed the remote to Chris and nodded, he started kissing Joann, he put his tongue deep in her mouth. She felt the stimulator working faster she grabbed Juan’s shoulders pulling him close she told him “that thing is going to have me creaming in front of both of you, please I need a cock in their now”.
“Not till you cream Jo”. She looked into his eyes as the orgasm came bursting forth, all she could do was moan and cry it felt so wonderful.
Her breathing hadn’t slow down very much because the stimulator was still on Chris turned it off. Juan smiled at her “Jo take off your panties please”. She had them off in nothing flat Juan climbed between her legs then he rolled over on his back making her get on top. She was in ecstasy, his cock was big it felt wonderful going deep in her pussy; she was already wet so he had no trouble getting it in to the hilt quickly. The pot had relaxed her as she rocked on the big cock. Suddenly she felt a finger in her ass, it was well lubed and slid right in, and her big tits were swaying back and forth across his face. Frankly having a cock in her pussy and a finger in her ass wasn’t a bad feeling just different. Then without warning Chris plunged his cock deep in her ass, Juan grabbed her, he held her down close to him so Chris could get his cock in deep. As both cock seemed to bottom out she could feel the cocks rubbing together inside her. The feeling was like nothing she had ever felt it caused her to start orgasming in small blast almost constantly. She could feel their pace increase; she lost count of how many orgasms she had. Both guys stiffen at the same time. She felt cum being sprayed into her pussy then at the same moment a hot sensation deep in her bowels. She had the most violent orgasm she had ever had in her life.
The three of them lay there for several minutes catching their breath, finally Juan spoke. “Well Jo how does your pussy and ass feel now”?
“Baby I’m not sure what your two just did but I’m sure I’d like to do it again and very soon”. Chris laughed “ok but this time my cocks in your pussy”. Joann just sighed, “Anything you guys want, now lets get up there are other cocks that need to be sucked”.
“Joann put your panties on so we can get pictures of cum oozing out of both your holes”. She smiled “if that’s what my guys want it’s done”.
As they entered the den she saw the other three guys sitting drinking and talking. On the TV screen they had the video of Juan and Chris double fucking her, as she entered the room she heard herself orgasm. She blushed with a sly smile, “well I guess we all know I enjoy cumming and I’m quite vocal as well, now I see two cocks that look like they need blow jobs am I correct”?
By the time Joann had finished swallowing her second load of cum she was covered in it. She had cum on both tits; it was all over her face in her hair and on her hands. The taste and smell of fresh cum had made her horny again she gave Juan a sly smile. Juan looked around the room, “did you guys see her cream her panties with the stimulator”? Bill shot back “no we missed it you guys were giving her a double”. Juan gave thumbs up, “you guys want to see it”? They all responded in unison with a yes. Joann was sitting on the floor covered in cum before she had a chance to react Chris pulled the front of her panties down and applied the clit stimulator. He pulled the cum soaked panties back on her and Juan set the unit on low. Joann felt the small shocks deep in her pussy; she knew what was coming in a short while.
She sat there for a few seconds then she started to squirm as she was squeezing his pussy on the stimulator. Jim and Bill sat next to her so her hands were behind their backs. Chris came over and stood in front of her, he put his cock deep into her throat, Juan turned the stimulator to medium. She was moaning when she felt a bolt of lightning started from deep in her pussy, it erupted into a screaming orgasm. She felt her juices flowing, it was wonderful. The stimulator was turned off. Her panties were completely soaked. She smiled at Chris “I think its time we did another double don’t you”? Juan and Chris took her to her bedroom within ten minutes she had received a large deposit of cum in her pussy and ass. The next few hours were a sexual blur. She was fucked and sucked more dick the she ever though she would be able. Juan and Chris double penetrated her two more times. By midnight they had all left.
Jim came into her room; she was laying legs spread on her bed oozing cum. She had the most content look on her face. “Mom you ok”?
“Yes baby why”?
“Well we need to talk”. She put a couple of pillows under her head, “ok babe what’s up”. Jim seemed a little nervous finally he spoke, “mom Juan wants to claim you as his”.
“That’s sweet but your father may not approve”.
“Well that’s the point, they don’t care”. Her eyes were now fixed on Jimmy’s, “what does that mean exactly”? Jim took a deep breath and started to explain.
“First you get a tattoo above your pussy that reads Juan’s property”. She looked in amazement, “secondly he’ll be her whenever dad is out of town, both him and Chris”.
“Honey I could actually get use to some steady fucking, the tattoo thing is out what else”?
“Theirs no choice about the tattoo if you fight it you video will be all over the internet”.
“Oh shit I forgot about that”.
“They left the stimulator with me, when we know dad is leaving I’m to put it on you so you cream your jeans at least twice before they get here”.
“Don’t worry honey I’ll talk to Juan and Chris tomorrow and get this thing straight”. Jimmy gave her a funny look, “ok mom but just so you know there are two other moms who have gotten tattoos. One is Bill’s the other is mine.” She gave him a strange look, “you really made two women get tattoos saying there your property”?
“It was better then have there lives ruined with videos”.
Jimmy got up to go as he got to her door he turned, “if I were you I’d figure out how to hide the tattoo from dad”. He left her sitting in a pool of cold cum contemplating her new problem.

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Queen Yavara: Chapter 21

I feel obligated to say that there is disturbing content in this chapter, though you probably guessed that already if you read the last chapter. This one isn’t for the squeamish, but of course, you sick puppies already read about Leveria torture-raping her own mother before having her publicly executed, so maybe the warning’s unnecessary. Leave comments!

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Long Island Ice Tea

As I sat sipping my long island ice tea I noticed a few things. The first was that I was actually in a bar drinking and wasn’t old enough to drink. One of the perks of having a boyfriend that was older and worked at a bar. The second thing I noticed was this drink tasted like iced tea and nothing else. I was certain my boyfriend was lying to me and didn’t want me to drink. So I downed the first one like it was nothing, and asked for another. He smiled at me and told me I had better take it easy, I told him he was foolish I could handle my “liquor”, and I chuckled. I drank the second one in 15 minutes. Still feeling nothing I knew that I was being duped there was 0 alcohol in it. I asked for the third drink, my boyfriend looked at me and raised an eyebrow. He said something to the bartender, and then he told me this was the last one I’d be throwing up all night and he had plans for me. I downed the third LIT, as he was just finishing his shift. He walked over to me asking if I was ready to go. I was for a fact, I stepped down off the barstool my head was swimming, and it was then that I realized there had indeed been alcohol in these drinks I was downing like water.
Walking to his truck I was aware I had his arm and was staggering. He helped me into the truck, as I am short and his truck was rather tall for me. I sat in the seat waiting for him to climb in. When he did I leaned into to him and found his lips with mine. He kissed me, my tongue brushed against his lips; I flicked my tongue between his parted lips in search of his. Finding it, I kissed him passionately making sure that my tongue gave his ample attention. I moved away and back into my seat as he looked at me for a second and backed out of the parking space. He asked if I wanted to go to the lake, I was feeling very good by this time. And I believe I told him yes if we could go out on the boat. He drove about fifteen minutes to the lake. Pulling into the marina, I climbed down out of the truck and staggered around to where my boyfriend waited for me. I was drunk there was no doubt about it, not just a little drunk either. I was pretty fucked up actually, I was 5’5” and weighed about 115 pounds soaking wet. The alcohol I had consumed was pretty strong and no doubt I had drank entirely too much.
We walked hand in hand down the dock to his parent’s boat. He helped me climb into it, I was extremely horny. As I know now I’m always horny when I drink. Some people are happy when they are drunk, some are mean, but not me I just want to be fucked, hard, rough, and often. My boyfriend started the boat and we took off for the middle of the lake. I began my disrobing for the boyfriend. I took off my shirt and bra, I knew better than anyone that he couldn’t resist my nice big firm tits. He was always quite mesmerized and I loved it. I rubbed over them and was aware of his eyes on me at this point as he continued to drive the boat far out onto the lake where there were no lights and no people. Not that it was extremely populated at midnight on a Friday night anyway. He slowed the motor, and I knew it was time I moved some more to capture his eye. I moved to the front of the boat sliding off my jeans and panties and leaning over the seat I turned and looked back at him. I knew he was enjoying the view of my tight little ass, as well my pussy through my legs that were barely spread. Just enough for him to get a glimpse of the soft blondish red hair that covered my waiting pussy. He walked over to me and I felt his hand on my ass as he caressed it. He rubbed my ass and down my thighs much to my enjoyment. He pressed his groin against my left hip; I could feel his hard cock through his tight jeans.
Reaching around behind me, my hand found his cock and I traced the outline through his jeans with my fingers. I heard him softly make a noise and I knew he approved of what I was doing. He reached between my legs tugging on the soft hair that covered my mound. Pulling on my lips just made me wetter and made me want him that much more. I tugged at his zipper on his jeans and pulled at his underwear once I had the zipper open. He made no move to help me, he liked for me to struggle, and perhaps it was worth the wait for him when I finally freed his big hard cock. I pulled at the underwear until finally his cock popped out. He had a huge hard dick; all around his cock was course black curly hair. I loved to run my fingers through. I stroked his cock with my free hand, making sure that I went slow as he liked it. Using my soft hand I pulled all the skin up toward the head of his cock and back down the shaft toward his balls. His hand found my little hard pink clit. He stroked my clit with his fingers, and moved down and touched my little wet hole, back up he would work his fingers rubbing and then back down to the hole. The feeling is indescribable; just know that my thighs were beginning to shake which signaled to him that I was going to cum. He continues to tease and stroke my clit with his fingers and I stroked his cock.
He moved behind me, and I turned and looked at him, “fuck my ass,” I said to him as seductively as I could. I felt him push fingers into my waiting pussy, it was soaked. He pulled out two fingers scooping my wet pre-cum out and rubbing it across my asshole. He was going to fuck me as soon as I was lubed up enough to take his huge cock. He continued to pull in wetness and rub it into my asshole. Soon he was sure it was wet enough I could feel the head of his cock pushing into my tight hot asshole. It was very tight; I didn’t let him fuck it too often because it hurt more than it felt good. But tonight with all the alcohol I was throwing caution to the wind. I felt his cock push the head was into the opening, and I was aware of the stretching pain, he was being very gentle. Barely moving he would inch his cock into my brown little tight ass. I reached behind me and took his shaft in my hand, I pushed him further into my asshole, I knew once I had him past that tight little opening the pain would stop. He popped into my ass all at once, and he slammed his cock into me up to his balls. He moaned loudly as I screamed even louder. He stopped afraid he had hurt me, I assured him he hadn’t. He cock moved in and out of my tight little hole, I was aware the stretching was getting better. Reaching around under me, I found my pussy which was even wetter than it was a few seconds ago. I began to massage my clit pinching it between my index and middle finger; I rubbed it as though I was stroking a cock. With the movement of his dick in my asshole, and the stroking of my clit, I was nearing an orgasm. His hand reached around in front of me, as he grabbed ahold of my right tit. He pulled on my nipples as he continued to bang my ass hole. The sensation of his hand on my tit, and my hand on my cunt, I came. I came hard, my thighs shaking, my ass tightening the orgasm racked through my body. I was breathless, as he never lost a stroke during my orgasm.
I allowed him to continue to fuck me in the ass for a few more minutes. Then I pushed him off with my right hand and I straightened up. I had been bent over the chair for perhaps 30 minutes. I lie down on the floor of the boat and spread my legs for him to see my pussy, he knelt down between my legs his lips finding my clit quickly. His tongue circled my tight little clit, and entered my wet little hole. He lapped and sucked at my pussy and the lips until I exploded in his mouth. He lifted his head from my pussy and smiled at me, moving up my body he reached my tits. My nipples were hard and standing firmly at attention. I watched him as his tongue met each one with anticipation; I loved to feel his mouth on my nipples. He nibbled lightly and then would suck the entire brown spot into his mouth, sucking hard. His other hand had moved back down my body and his hand found my asshole. He took two fingers entering my asshole; he fucked me with his hand while sucking my tits. I was getting excited again, I wanted to feel his hard cock in my pussy and I told him so. He told me not yet I had to wait. I wanted him to fuck me; I tried to pull my tits away from him. He smacked my hands and told me no I had to wait. Giving in I came as he fucked my asshole. Pulling his fingers back out, he brought them to my mouth and told me to suck them. I didn’t want to, I turned my head away, he grabbed my head and shoved his fingers into my mouth, and I sucked them as instructed. He moved over the top of me; let his cock find its way into my pussy. I felt the head poke through my outer lips, hitting my clit, he moved back and forth until his cock entered my tight pussy.
He set the rhythm over me, his cock shoving into my tight pussy, my legs spread far apart, and the rocking of the boat on the water brought me to edge of orgasm over and over again. Finally, I could not stand it any longer, I dug my nails into his back as he plunged deeper and deeper into me, and I came as he did. When he came he moaned the cum shooting from his dick was hot and poured back out of my cunt. As he laid on top of me breathing heavy, hell we both were, he kissed me lightly telling me he loved me. After a few moments he moved off of me, and I sat up. Hot and sweaty from more than an hour of sex, I decided in my drunken state, we were in the middle of a lake I was going swimming. I told him so, he said no it was dark, but I dove off the side of the boat into the lake anyway. I swam and cooled off, and moved back up the ladder on the side of the boat. Dripping wet and naked he brought me a towel and began to dry me off. He moved to my thighs and reaching between my legs he began to dry off my pussy. I felt his lips on my pussy lips, I felt his tongue push between those lips and hit my inner lips, and I moaned and sank back into the chair, he stuck three fingers into my pussy and began to move them in and out and I threw both legs over the arms so he had full access to my clit, my pussy hole, or my brown little hole. He then placed a fourth finger into my cunt, as I squirmed with the pain he continued to fuck me. I was nearing orgasm yet again. His hot tongue found my clit once more as he finger fucked me hard. I felt the orgasm getting closer, my pussy was soaked and I could feel the cum pouring out around his hand. Looking down I realized he had his entire hand shoved into my cunt. I came at the sight, it shot out of me in a hard stream, hitting his face and his mouth. His tongue caught most of it, as he moved in to lick at my cunt and clean up the mess he had made.
There isn’t a lot I remember from that night I had all those Long Island Ice Teas but I can tell you that I have remembered that fuck on his boat for my entire life. LIT’s continue to be a favorite drink of mine, but I’ve only been fucked like that by him, and never again on a boat. And I can honestly say that I don’t know what else happened that night, but I do know that I was fucked out there on that lake for over four hours. My little asshole and pussy the next morning were beyond sore; I knew I had been fucked hard and rough and for a long time. He was beyond the best lover that I ever had.

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Sleeping on the couch

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“Dammit this couch fucking sucks, why do women have to be so complicated? I was caught staring at another girl and now she is making me sleep on the couch, ugh.” It’s true; We were out at dinner and a gorgeous blonde walked by and Marie caught me staring at her large perky breasts. “I wonder if she is still awake…. MARIE????……” There was no reply. “MARIE?….” Finally after two attempts, he heard a reply, it was shaky and very faint, and he knew that quiver in her voice anywhere. She was masturbating! And while he was forced to sleep on the couch! If she was so horny, why was she making him sleep on the couch? “Marie, what are you doing?” It took about 10 seconds for him to get a response. “Attempting to get some sleep, have you forgotten that you are on the couch? That means leave me alone!” Ouch, that was a low blow. Again, he heard the quiver in her voice and was 100% sure she was masturbating now. So without wasting another second he quietly tip toed up the stairs towards her bedroom. When he peered through the door he saw what he was expecting, there she was: eyes closed, completely naked, lying down on her bed as her hand vigorously rubbed at her clit. Without realizing it, he accidently let out a sigh, luckily she was breathing so loud his sigh was drowned out in the commotion. He decided to have some fun with this. For a good 5 minutes, he stood there, thinking of the best way to get back at her for making him sleep on the couch. But as he watched her rubbing her clit and listened to her subtle moans, He began to forget about his plans of revenge and became more and more aware of her beauty. He was horny. Very horny. As she played with her clit, he knew exactly what had to be done! He held the handle of the door very loosely, and when he was ready threw it open so it made a very loud, very squeaky noise. She immediately stopped what she was doing and looked up. She knew she had been caught. “Having fun, Marie?” he asked. “I could say the same for you.” She had noticed the giant bulge building in his pants.
“Looks fun, mind If I join you?” he asked.
“You are supposed to be on the couch”
“ I was on the couch, that is until I heard the shakiness in your voice, you can’t hide your masturbation noises from me, Marie!”
“I guess a visit to the bedroom isn’t a bad thing, as long as you go back to the couch afterwards.”
“Of course” He said as he was grinning. He had been so horny recently, getting off a load or two would do him some good.
As he walked over to where Marie was laying, he could feel his cock getting harder, “This is finally happening” he thought. This would be his first time having sex. Ever. He was 100% totally virgin, and extremely horny. After what felt like eternity, he reached the edge of the bed, and wasted no time removing piece after piece of his clothing.
“WOW, you ARE excited aren’t you!”
“After so many years of un-dealt with hornyness, yes!”
Without saying another word, she quickly took his cock into her moist, warm mouth.
“Oh my god, that feels so amazing” He had never experienced anything like it, the amazing feel of mouth enveloping his hard cock was the most wonderful feeling of his life.
He began making small thrusting motions while he held her head, running her hair through his fingers.
After a few minutes of her sucking, and his thrusting, he was ready to cum. And he felt like she knew as well. “dammit, why am I Cumming so soon?” he thought.
“oh fuck, Marie, I’m Cumming, where should I cum?”
“cum In my mouth, I wanna taste your cum” FUCK. That turned him on so much, he could no longer hold it. He was cumming and there was no stopping it, seventeen years of hornyness was cumming out…literally.
“Oh shit, god that feels so fucking good, swallow every single last drop for me” His slow thrusting movements quickly became spasms. This was it, he was cumming, he was cumming in a girls mouth.
After cumming, he collapsed on the bed. He was breathing very heavily, after about 10 seconds he felt Marie lay down next to him. She put her arm around him, and in a very sexy, very seductive voice, said “Ready for some more?” At first he felt like just going to sleep, but after hearing her say that in such a seductive way, he instantly became hard again.
“What do you mean by ‘Some more’?” He couldn’t believe he was still so horny!
“We can do whatever you want, it’s all up to you” His cock was rock solid by now.
“I have always wanted to try doggy style, can we do that?” He was excited. Very excited.
“Whatever you want” she said, she then winked at him and licked the head of his cock once more before turning around getting into position for doggy style.
“Oh my god” he thought “ This is the most sexy thing I have ever seen” as he looked down at her standing on her hands and knees with her ass lifted slightly in the air. He wasted no time taking hold of her hips, guiding his hard cock into her pussy, he began to push into the entrance, waiting for her to give him the okay. Instead of the instructions he was seeking, he heard only soft moaning.
“oh fuck, right there” he got the confirmation he needed. Letting out his sexual frustration, he inserted his hard cock all the way into her wet pussy. He began to thrust his hips while holding a firm grip of her’s.
“Holy fuck, this feels so fucking good” he thought. “I’m glad I already came before or I might not have been able to last even five minutes of this!” He began to thrust a little harder.
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Teenage Sexperiments – Chapter 1

Around the age of fifteen I began to realise that sex was more than a solo sport. I had played around with my teenage cock for a couple of years, managing a ‘stiffie’, and enjoying the sensations of experimental wanking.
Friends at school often talked of ‘cumming’ and boasted tales of sexploits with girls, but although I had a girlfriend, we had gone no further than kissing and the occasional fondle of a developing breast. One lad in my class who sat behind me in the maths lesson, would often wank off under the desk, and was proud of himself when the other lads watched in awe as he shot a load of sticky cum onto the floor.
One day I plucked up courage to ask him what it felt like to ‘cum’, he laughed at first and joked at me about being a ‘cum virgin’, but eventually he described the warming sensation and the rush of ‘dizziness’ as his orgasm washed over him, followed by the splashes of cum spurting from his cock.
I tried many times to persuade my girlfriend to play with my cock, always managing a ‘stiffie’ when we kissed, but she point blank refused to touch me. Eventually she allowed me to put my hand up her skirt and feel the heat and dampness of her young pussy over her panties, but would not let me inside them to feel her for real.
My solo wanking exploits continued, but try as I may, I could not get my cock to ‘cum’. I was beginning to get very sexually frustrated.
My name is Joe, I was the eldest of three children, my brother Kenny was 12-months younger than me, and my sister Tracy was 3-years younger. Our next door neighbours were good friends with my parents, and my brother and I good friends with their son Tom, who was around my age. They also had a daughter Terri who was the same age as my brother.
Every Friday night our parents would go for a drink with the neighbours, down to the local pub, leaving all of us kids together taking turns to stay at each other’s house for the duration. We were plaid with pop, crisps, and chocolate, and left to watch TV and play games. No video games back then, so we had to make do with board games or cards. Tom and I being the eldest were supposed to be in charge.
As the weeks went on, and we were more comfortable with each other’s company, the games became more diverse, we began to ‘dare’ the loser. It started with ‘kiss the girls’, and eventually the inevitable, ‘show us yours’. Strangely, the girls were more than happy to pull down their panties and flash their young pussies and bums, whilst Tom Kenny and I were a little more apprehensive.
I began to enjoy the thrill of exposing myself to the girls, the fact that my sister was there was irrelevant to me. I soon realised that the other two boys were enjoying themselves too, Tom had a semi-erection as he gleefully dropped his jeans and pants to expose his growing manhood, he shook himself from side to side making his young cock and developing balls slap from one thigh to the other, the girls shrieked with delight.
As the weekly Friday night games evolved, the ‘dares’ changed to ‘forfeits’, allowing the winner to set up a forfeit for the loser. It was Tom who was the first winner and Terri the first loser, Tom made the first forfeit.
‘Little Sis, you have to feel at Kenny’s cock and wank it for him’ Tom declared, Terri giggled, Tracy egged her on, ‘Go on do it!!’
Kenny had already dropped his pants and his proud cock was showing signs of growing, Terri grasped his cock as though she was going to pull it off, the wrong way round to give his cock a proper wank, but she tugged him several times before letting go. Kenny was grinning from ear to ear and his cock was now standing to attention, his foreskin just starting to open to reveal his shiny cock end. I glanced at everyone’s faces, Tom, Terri, Tracy and Kenny were all smiling and we all sensed the excitement.
The games continued and reached the stage where if the boys lost, the forfeit was now kissing one of the girls pussy, again the fact that our sisters were the target caused no concern.
I was the first to kiss pussy, and again Terri was the loser. She sat down on the sofa, wriggled her skirt up to her waist, then hooked her thumbs into her panties and wriggled them over her hips and down to her ankles, she was giggling as she opened her thighs to show us her pussy.
To the chant of ‘kiss-kiss-kiss’ I knelt between her legs and lowered my head towards her, she had the start of pubic hair growth, fine wispy hairs covering her sex, and she smelt like nothing I knew, not a nasty smell but a unique aroma. As I paused to take a close up look at her pussy, someone pushed my head down, I pursed my lips and felt them on her, I made a smacking noise and lifted my head away from her, everyone cheered and Terri clasped her thighs together, her hands on her knees.
It didn’t dawn on anyone of us what would happen if the winner and the loser were brother and sister, or girl/girl, or even boy/boy, we were all carried away with the excitement of the game.
The inevitable happened, Terri won, Tom lost. I saw the glint in Terri’s eye as she looked across at me,
‘Right Tom, for your forfeit, you have to give Joe a wank’,
For a moment there was silence, then the sound of Kenny’s voice, ‘Yes, yes, yes’, and then Tracy, ‘Chicken, chicken’
Terri shouted above the noise, ‘Come on Tom, you have to, it’s your forfeit’,
There was no thought of me from the others, only the three of them concentrating on Tom, insisting he pay his forfeit. I wasn’t sure that I wanted Tom touching me, but my cock twitched inside my pants anyway. Tom raised his hands, ‘OK, OK’, ‘I’ll do it’. Now I was confused about my feelings, the night had been very exiting so far, and I knew my cock was semi-hard, so I protested.
‘Come on guys, he doesn’t have to do that’ I heard myself say, ‘Oh yes he does’ three voices together.
The three of them grabbed me and pushed my down on to the floor, one of them pulling at my jeans, the others holding me down, in no time my cock was exposed. ‘He’s getting a stiffie, look, look’, cried Terri.
Tom squatted over me and sat on legs, he reached for my cock and took hold of it, he slowly wanked my cock, his hand moving up and down my now fully hard cock. He stopped on the down stroke, and squeezed, then slowly pulled down further. My foreskin slipped back over my shiny cock end, revealing the swollen red bulb.
‘There, forfeit over’, stated Tom letting go of my hard cock, it slapped back down onto my stomach. He started to get up.‘No way Tom’, it was Terri’s voice, ‘Look at his cock, he has a full blown stiffie’ she stated, ‘And it’s wet’, I looked down at my cock and was amazed to see a small clear droplet oozing from my swollen cock. ‘Do him Tom, make him cum’, Terri’s voice again.
I wanted him to wank me, the others wanted him to, there was a definite sexual tension in the air. Tom sat back down on my legs, his hand reached for his own cock hidden inside his jeans, he adjusted himself, than reached for my cock again. Taking my cock in his hand he started to wank me again, slowly at first, then faster, spurred on by the others chanting ‘ Wank, wank, wank’ in unison.
I was lost in the glorious feeling of sexual arousal, every stroke of Tom’s hand making my shiver, a small groan escaped my lips, Tom grasped his cock through his jeans with his other hand and increased his speed on my cock. I felt the feeling in my legs first, a burning sensation rushing up my legs, through my whole body, then into my head, what the hell was it? I immediately panicked, jumping forward I pushed him off me, his hold on my cock released, I scrambled for my jeans, pulling them up as I struggled to stand, and I left the room as fast as I could.
In the bathroom I looked down at my now limp cock, there was no cum, no sticky flood, just a trickle of clear liquid oozing from my cock. Again I thought about the feelings I had as Tom wanked me, was that a cum? was that what it felt like? If it was where was my cum stuff? I felt very confused.
Later that night as I lay in bed, I remembered my friend at school, describing how he felt when he reached orgasm, the feelings came first he said, then the cum spurts. I wondered about my feelings as Tom wanked me, maybe that was it, I had started to cum but it stopped when I made Tom let go! But how did Tom manage to make me cum when my soIo wanking couldn’t? I drifted off to sleep, my dreams were full of sexy thoughts, and I awoke the next morning with a big stiffie.

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