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Marching Band (Part 1)

A horny college sophomore is forced to join marching band by his parents, and hates it. Luckily, he gets into a situation that can change his college life forever.

The Bradford Family Saga Part 10

“I’m in ass-fucker’s heaven!” John roared. His trembling hands gripped Marsha’s
asscheeks and his hips swung back and forth, driving his fat, rigid cock up her
asshole again and again.
“I swear,” he huffed, “fucking your ass, girl, is almost as good as screwing any
other woman’s pussy. Hot damn, you’ve got a tight one!”
“Fuck my pussy, Uncle John!” Marsha ordered. Her body bordering on violent
eruption craved a hard cock in her cunt.
“Fuck it good!” she demanded.
As John pulled his cock from Marsha’s ass, Mike grabbed his shoulder and pushed
him away. “My turn!” he snapped.
Marsha thrust her ass higher exposing her glistening blonde cunt. With a groan,
her father pushed the bulbous head of his cock between her pussylips, and with
an easy stab, buried his entire cock in his daughter pulsating cunt.
“Ahhhhh!” he moaned in satisfaction. “Hot, tight pussy!” He fucked rapidly,
grunting with each plunge of his long cock, his belly smacking up against
Marsha’s ass.
Marsha squealed, driving her tongue deeper into her mother’s creamy cunt,
wiggling her ass lewdly as her father screwed her pussy.
His body shaking with lust, and frustration, John squeezed his cock, hard,
working the skin back and forth. It throbbed painfully. Frantically, he looked
around and spied his sister’s, dreamy-eyed face. Her mouth was open and she was
breathing rapidly. Lunging forward, he grabbed her head and speared his thick
prick into her gaping mouth, forcing her lips wide, driving his ass-flavored
cock to the very edge of her throat. Carol gagged and wrinkled her nose at the
noxious odor. She tried to pull back, but John had her head pinned and was
pumping his prick lustily into her mouth. Catching her breath, she ran her
tongue around the meaty shaft, savoring its different taste, the aroma no longer
as bad. My cunt, she thought. Marsha’s ass! Mike’s cock in her cunt! John’s
prick in her cunt! She could see them joined together; attached by their
smoldering loins; mouth and cock, pussy and prick, mouth and cunt; almost the
entire family! All that was missing was Peter’s cock up her ass!
The sudden erotic flash send a stream of hot pussycream to her cunt, that rolled
over Marsha’s lapping tongue and down her waiting throat. Carol caressed her
brother’s ponderous balls, rolling them in their sac; then, her cravings
aroused, she began to suck his thick cock in deep earnest.
“I guess that leaves only us, lover,” Mary said. She stood in front of Peter,
legs wide and hands on hips; the black splash of cunt-hair spread out in a thick
triangle between her legs, directly in front of his eyes. Peter gazed at her
voluptuous body; the high jutting tits and smooth, rounded thighs. His
semi-erect cock twitched as it remembered the hot passion of her tight pussy.
Hungrily, he licked his dry lips and put the video camera down.
Her lips were warm and her mouth tasted surprisingly salty. His hands enclosed
her tits and the nipples hardened as the heat of his palms warmed her sensitive
skin. Mary held his shoulders and straddled him; one leg on the floor, the
other, high up, on the bolster of the sofa. His now rock hard cock stood poised
directly beneath her gaping hole. He could see the fat, puffy lips peeking
deliciously through the jungle of cunt-hair. Slowly, she lowered her body onto
his twitching prong, shifting her hips as she slid down the hot length of his
meaty shaft, seating his cock firmly in her cunt.
“Oooooooo,” she mewed seductively. “Eight inches of beautiful cock! Oh, how I
love it!”
“Nine inches!” he said wickedly. “And it’s all for you sweet Aunt of mine. All
for you!”
“Oh, yes, Peter! Yes! Give it all to me! I want it! Fuck me, Peter, fuck me!”
She hissed at him, as her knees flexed and her stuffed cunt traveled the entire
length of his rampant cock. She threw her head back and, rapidly, began to
piston her hips up and down, plunging his throbbing prick into her incredibly
wet, lusting pussy; her body suddenly shimmying, as sharp jolts of electricity
pulsed through her.
Mary squirmed as the blinding surge of pleasure washed over her enflamed body,
stoking the hot fires of her loins again. Pussyjuice gushed out of her, running
like hot sap down her thighs. Peter’s hard cock was thrilling her, driving her
demanding body to greater and greater exertion. She felt the tightness in her
thighs, the beginning of leg cramps, but she ignored it and with machine-like
precision, forced them to drive her wanton hips up and down his massive fucking
tool.
Carol was on the verge of losing control. She felt an icy tingle on her hot skin
and the start of a shivering spasm, the forewarning of a violent orgasm. John’s
cock stuffed her mouth and stretched her lips wide. She could feel the pain all
the way up her jaw line. Marsha’s tongue and corkscrewing fingers refused to
give her a respite. Relentless, and without mercy, they drove her body to the
very edge of an uncharted, bottomless abyss. Dimly, through barely focused eyes,
she was aware of Mary’s naked ass straddling her son, her hips pounding on
Peter’s huge cock, but she wasn’t sure if she was dreaming or not. But she could
feel Marsha’s face mash against her cunt as Mike drove his cock in and out of
the squirming hole. They were going to cum! All of them!
Marsha’s free hand dug into the soft flesh of her tender thighs; Carol opened
her mouth to scream and a tidal wave of cum flooded her throat.
“Awwwww, yeahhhh!” John bellowed. “Suck! Suck my cock!”
“Cummmmmmm’ … ” Marsha wailed.
Carol closed her eyes, swallowed a mouthful of frothy cum, and exploded between
her legs as Marsha’s tongue and thrusting fingers broke the dam. Like as vise,
her legs clamped shut, imprisoning Marsha’s wiggling face; the tremors of her
daughter’s erupting body surging through her legs, to her own squirming, gushing
cunt.
“I’m cumming!” Mike grunted. “Jesus Christ! Ahhhhh!”
Shaking out of control, his body riding Marsha’s trembling form, Mike grabbed
her magnificent tits and used them, brutally, to lunge his hosing cock deeper
into his daughter’s bursting cunt.
Carol was delirious. The potent aroma of hot cum filled her senses. She choked
as the cum flooded her throat and overflowed her mouth. She gulped as best she
could, but cum escaped her mouth, ran down her chin and dripped on her heaving
tits. Like a vacuum cleaner, she sucked and licked and swallowed; all the time
smashing her shaking hips against Marsha’s twisting face.
Breaking free, Marsha screamed her lust and passion as her head turned,
frantically, from side to side. Severe tremors rocked her body as her father’s
cock pulsed madly in her battered and juicy cunt. She could feel the overflowing
cum leak out of her pussy and ooze down her trembling inner legs. Like runners,
at the end of a marathon, they each sagged down to the floor and collapsed,
totally exhausted. Only Carol still had the strength to pick her head up when
she heard Mary scream.
“Aggggggggghhhhhhhh!!!”
Mary was gagging; mouth agape, and her head lolled like a cork in water. She
looked like she was either in great pain or great pleasure. Peter had flipped
his Aunt to the floor, rolled her over onto all fours, and stabbed his big tool
all the way up her exposed asshole. The pleasure-pain had almost make her faint.
“Oooooooo, yesssss!” she purred, shaking with excitement as Peter’s cock started
to stroke up her hot rear hole.
“Hell, what’s happening?” John asked to no one in particular, his head back and
his eyes still closed.
Marsha giggled. “Peter’s just repaying the compliment you gave my ass before,
uncle John,” she said. “And lucky Aunt Mary is enjoying the hell out of it.”
Even tired, her voice had a tinge of envy to it.
Mary squirmed and her eyes glazed with pleasure as her sweaty nephew humped her
tight butt-hole; each powerful lunge sending scorching sensations rippling
through her body, down to her dripping cunt. Pussyjuice bubbled from her cunt
smearing Peter’s swinging balls as they banged against her throbbing pussy. She
dug her nails into the carpet pile and humped back at him, her ass mashing
against his crotch in a hot push, pull; her body demanding release.
“Fuck me!” she squealed. “Ooooh, fuck my ass, Peter!!”
“I’m gonna cum!” Peter panted. “Fuck my cock! FUCK!”
They screamed in unison as their climaxes exploded in their sweaty, lust-filled
bodies.
***************************
Carol wasn’t sure how long she had slept, but she knew she had dozed off. They
all had; each entwined with another, until everyone provided a head rest or a
soft shoulder. Now awake, she felt slightly cramped and sore. But it was a good
sore; a warm, languid feeling – something to be enjoyed while it lasted. She
turned her head slowly. Marsha’s head was resting on her shoulder, her body
protectively covered by Peter’s. Mike lay next to her, his shoulder touching
hers; Mary’s head in his lap. John’s limp body partially covered Mary’s sleeping
form, his hand draped, casually, over her recently ravished ass.
Carol took a deep breath. The pungent smell of sex was all around her, like a
heady perfume. She longed to stretch, but that was impossible. She would have
woken everyone up, and as much as she loved these wonderful people, she
treasured this solitary moment. Resting her head against the wall, she let her
mind drift backwards, remembering the last few hours, beginning with Mary’s
violent ass-fucking orgasm; how she bucked wildly against Peter’s pounding cock,
how he dug his fingers into her tender ass-flesh, holding her steady so he could
ram his prick in, all the way to the base. Mary had screamed, pounded the floor
with her fists, tore at the carpet, then she arched up, her perky ass impaled on
Peter’s massive spike, shuddered and collapsed in a heap, like a rag doll. Carol
was sure it had been the most intense cum Mary had ever had from a butt-fuck.
The glint of leaking pussyjuice could be seen flowing freely from her bubbling
cunt, down her shaking thigh and into the crevice of her ass.
Carol remembered her own reaction: tight chest, heavy breathing, hot-cold
sensations, and a new gush of cunt lube filling her pussy. Her asshole had
twitched involuntarily, as she remembered Peter’s beautiful cock stretching her
own back hole wide, forcing its way past the protective outer ring, and filling
her body with wild surges of perverted excitement. Trembling, she had crawled
over to Mary’s supine body, somehow hoping to share the magic she knew her
sister- in-law was feeling. Tenderly, she kissed Mary’s lips; the taste of
John’s cum still in her mouth. Slowly, she felt the spark of response, the
slight jerk of Mary’s tongue sliding into her moist warmth and the gentle,
feminine fingers on her sensitive tits. She had moaned, softly, as the heat of
their bodies mingled, like a gentle mating of sand and sea. Warm pussycream had
leaked from her cunt and was slowly trailing down her leg.
The gentle hands were suddenly replaced by stronger, rougher, more demanding
ones; squeezing, kneading, roughly playing with her tit-flesh. The hot flash of
searing heat in her cunt was almost immediate. She had opened her mouth to gasp,
only to have it filled with hard, hot cock. Blinking her eyes, she recognized
her husband’s long, lovely cock and the tang of Marsha’s cuntjuices still
clinging to warm flesh. Her tongue started to wash the heavy knob and she had
savored the man/woman taste as her saliva trickled back down her throat.
Glancing backwards, she saw her brother’s excited face. His cock was hard, too,
and pushing upright against the crack of her ass; his hands squeezing and
pulling on her hot tits. She remembered how the warm glow of rising heat
enfolded her body, how her eyes misted and closed in wonder as the sensations –
the wonderful, exciting, totally taboo sensations – flowed outward from her cunt
to all parts of her body and the sudden jab of hard cockmeat filling her wet,
tender pussy bringing her out of the dreamlike stupor, back to the sharp reality
of a hot, driving prick.
Her eyes had moved around, clearing; taking in the scene. She was sucking
Peter’s semi-erect prick! And she was straddling Mike’s thrusting hips! It was
his wonderful cock in her pussy. Where was Mary? And when did this all happen?
she wondered, idly, as her tongue and saliva worked around her son’s prick. The
taste of Mary’s cunt and ass were still on it, and the vicarious thrill of their
hot fuck session filled her mind blocking out the idle question. It was like
tongue-fucking Mary’s puckered hole! Now she had tasted both of them! Marsha and
Mary. Her body fired at the erotic thrill of it, adding to the fuck sensations
generated by Mike and Peter’s steely cocks, and John’s roaming hands.
“Shit!” Peter groaned. “What a mouth! I’m fucking hard again! Momma, you can
raise the dead!”
She had tried to smile at the compliment, but Peter’s hands held her head tight
against the base of his crotch; the full length of his huge cock deep in her
mouth. Soon, the tingling in her cunt was driving her mad. She raised her hips
up and leaned forward, giving Mike more room to hump into her volcano-like
pussy, and Peter, better access to her demanding mouth.
John spread her asscheeks wide, exposing her pink asshole, and blonde covered
pussy stuffed with cock.
“Christ, that’s a hellava sight! I should get the camera and put this on film.”
“No,” Marsha said, kneeling down beside him. Her face was flushed with a new
rise of excitement. “Put your cock in her ass, uncle John. Give her a three-way!
She deserves it.”
Carol remembered feeling a hot rush of pleasure when she heard her daughter’s
words. She had wiggled her pretty ass, obscenely, in consent. Pulling Peter’s
cock from her mouth, she hissed, “Oh, yes, Johnny, fuck my ass! Hard! Fill me up
with cocks; all of you. I need it so bad.”
“Yeah,” Mike chorused, in agreement, “screw her ass good, Johnny. We’ll give her
a ride she’ll never forget.”
His voice had been raspy, almost a choke. Playing with her hard nipples, and
watching her mouth slide, relentlessly, back and forth over Peter’s thick shaft
had enflamed his mind and stiffened his cock to an iron hardness that was almost
painful. He had reached up and pulled her rear cheeks even further apart,
stretching them to the very limits, giving John the ultimate target. Carol
remembered holding on to Peter’s cock, steadying herself in preparation for
John’s first ass-fuck lunge; the muscles of her butt contracting automatically
in hot anticipation. She had felt like she was drowning in a sea of erotic
pleasure.
“I’m going to put his cock in your ass, Mom,” Marsha had said, her voice tight
with excitement, “just the way Aunt Mary did that beautiful dildo. I’m going to
push it in all the way.”
Shaking with electric sensations, Carol had sensed, rather than seen, Marsha
take hold of her uncle’s thick cock; lovingly run her mouth and tongue over the
meaty shaft, lubricating it with her thick saliva, and placing the bulbous head
at the entryway of her tight rear end. She had gasped and her body stiffened as
the huge cockhead pressed against the neuter ring of her asshole.
She remembered screaming into Peter’s crotch as John’s cock forced its way up
her almost dry back-hole. She remembered the flashing lights before her eyes,
the wild, contorted movements of her impaled body; flinging her head from side
to side, her powerful jaws almost clamping down on Peter’s precious cock.
“Com’on, baby sister,” John wailed, “Com’on, you can do it! Suck that cock up
your ass! You know you love it!”
She remembered Marsha’s face close to hers, her hands roaming over her body, her
voice hoarse with excitement.
“He’s all the way up your ass, Mom! Can you feel him? Can you? … You have
three great cocks in you! God, you look wonderful!” she had hissed.
She had finally nodded, after gaining small control of her heaving chest. Her
eyes had remained closed, unfocused; clouded by a hot mist, filled with vibrant
colors of blinding passion. Her cunt was secreting bubbling pussycream like an
open water tap, and each thrust of the two rampart cocks, rubbing up against
each other, through the thin, separating, wall, sent another steamy stream
cascading down her fiery love tunnel. Carol could not remember ever feeling so
full, so excited, so high! Never had three cocks given her so much pleasure.
Every pore of her body was vibrantly alive; throbbing with anticipated wonder
and delight. She thrilled as her brother’s balls banged against her husband’s
up- thrusting cock, and she gagged delightedly as Peter’s cockhead bounced off
her tonsils, at the very entrance to her throat!
Now, she remembered Peter adjusting his fuck stoke into her unmoving mouth;
Marsha licking the slimy shaft as it slid by; his loud demands. She remembered
how they began to fuck her in unison, each one timing their stroke to meet the
frantic movements of her hips and face.
“Cum all over her!” she heard Marsha say, “Wash her body in cum!”
The words were like spurs to a race horse. She had heard the hard, loud
grunting, felt the quickening of their movements; the sudden, violent,
acceleration as they shoved their hard cocks into every fuck opening of her
screaming body. She was on the verge of a blissful death; her cunt ready to
explode in a violent tidal wave of hot, blinding pleasure.
“Cum! Cum all over me!” she had cried, grabbing Peter’s ready prick and harshly
fisting the steely fuckmeat. Her tongue flicked, wetly, at the angry purple head
and her hand flashed up and down the hot shaft.
Lovingly, she looked up at Peter’s contorted face; he was going to cum!
“Yes, baby, yes! Give me your cum!” Her voice had been a wail of anguish, then
her flaming body erupted.
Carol was jolted from her reverie when Marsha stirred, restlessly, against her
shoulder. She had been panting loudly, and almost woke her daughter up. She bit
her lip. The pain helped to control her rapid breathing and heaving chest. She
tried to recapture the memory of that impossible climax, but the first few
moments escaped her. Her cum had been so incredibly intense, so violent, she had
blanked out. She did remember their hot cum splashing against her face, her
stomach, her ass and back. She remembered her trembling body and shaking arms as
she rubbed Peter’s spurting cockhead all over her face. The wild, spraying, cum
juice shot into her hair and dribbling down her scalp, mixing with the other hot
streams sliding down her nose and cheeks.
Mike had pulled his throbbing cock out at the very last minute. His jism had
erupted like a searing volcano, each explosion smacking her stomach and tits
like little hammers, washing her body with love, then sliding down her belly and
straining legs. Lots of his love juice puddled around their mingled loin hairs.
She remembered, in wonderment, how his cock had slapped against her stomach,
twitching maddeningly, as his juice poured out.
Her brother had waited one second too long. Wailing, loudly, his first
shuddering explosion had flooded her asshole with a huge, hot, wave of erupting
passion. It crashed against the tender inner walls and receded with a rush,
flowing unchecked out of her asshole as it following John’s escaping cock. His
cock had shot huge spurts of cum all over until Marsha grabbed it and directed
the pulsating prick downward. Cum juice splashed in her hair, on her back and
ass, and ran down her body in what seem like a million tiny streams of released
passion. The images were vague and surreal, but the sensations were real and
vivid, and sprang to life immediately.
Another piece was missing, because the next thing she remembered was Marsha and
Mary licking her body with eager tongues, rubbing the silky wads of love juice
into her skin; sticking their tongues into the secrets of her ass and her cunt
and her mouth, extracting the musky taste of prick from each opening, searching
for any tiny stray droplet of sweet cum.

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ANAL ASSAULT Part-1

This story is about an unforgettable dark experience that I had while I tried to masturbate outdoor in nowhere and just got a rather dark turn out experience of being gang raped.

Seducing The School Janitor

Readers of my stories may recognize my writing style. Kayla is a good friend of mine. She asked for my help in putting her story in print. Kayla’s story is an incredibly descriptive tale, all true she tells me. It is sort of her coming of age story. I wrote it almost exactly as she told it, so much so that I felt I needed to give her full credit for it. Greg

An unexpected seduction 2

this is a followup to my first ever story. You don’t need to read the first one to understand this one, but it might clear up some questions. comment and positive criticism welcome!

Fucking The Baby Sitter

My wife and I were going out to a movie and dinner. We had a three year old daughter and a six month old son. My wife was a little nervous about leaving the baby with a sitter, but I finally convinced her that we needed this. We hadn’t been out for quite awhile, so we were looking forward to it. Our regular sitter, Becky, couldn’t make it. Her mom gave me the number of one of her friends who also did some baby sitting. I called Shania and explained to her how I got her number and asked if she would be free and if she would like to baby sit. I told her we had a three year old daughter and six month old son. She said sure. I gave her the address and asked if she could be here in about an hour and if she needed a ride. She told me, “My dad will probably want to bring me so he can meet you and your wife.” I told her that would be fine.
My wife and I finished dressing for our evening out. We kept the children up for awhile until Shania arrived with her parents. They met the children and we let Shania visit with them for awhile to help them become familiar with her. We wanted the three year old to know who was going to be there with them. We let Shania put them to bed, so they would be more comfortable with her. They were both so sleepy, it
didn’t take them long to fall asleep.
Meanwhile, we visited with her parents, telling them about ourselves. They seemed okay with Shania sitting for us, told her good night and left. We gave Shania all the necessary information and phone numbers. She lived close by, so she could always call her parents too.
I couldn’t help notice how attractive she was. Beautiful long brown hair to her supple-round, ass, bright blue, sexy eyes, perky little nose and a gorgeous smile. She was still a teenager, but she had the body of a very fuckable grown woman and would drive any man wild with desire. Nice full tits, with round erect nipples, which were harder and protruding more from the air conditioning. We were having an unusually hot summer, so I can understand why she was wearing next to nothing. They must have been tingling and stinging, because, every so often, she would rub squeeze them when she thought no one was looking. Oh damn! It was so erotic watching her rub and squeeze her own tits and nipples like that. She was wearing a very snug belly shirt, which didn’t hide anything. Her large tits stood out proudly and revealed very nice and deep cleavage. I couldn’t help staring and whenever she was near enough, I’d look down her shirt and I could see just a hint of her gorgeous nipples. Damn! It made my cock hard and my nuts swelled up with cum. How nice it would be to fuck those impressive tits! I wanted to feel her large hard nipples in my mouth, sucking and biting them. My cock was reacting to my thoughts and was getting aroused.
Besides having magnificent tits, her ass was very, nicely shaped and sexy tucked inside her tight shorts riding the crack of ass and pussy lips. They were low in front revealing that she shaved her pussy. Shaved pussies are so much easier and enjoyable to eat. I wanted to eat her out, tasting and smelling her cunt. I imagined her cunt being super tight. Maybe she was still a virgin, or at least not very sexually active. I sure wanted to find out. .
It had been a very long time since I’d be laid. Me and my wife went down on each other, but I missed burying my dick inside a nice tight pussy. My wife couldn’t fuck for a few more weeks, and she was going to be a nice tight fuck again, just like a virgin. The doctor had put in extra stitches, so when I was able to fuck her, it would feel just like taking her virginity again. I could hardly wait.
Now, I may not have to wait. This gorgeous vision in front of me, could take real good care of my swollen, throbbing cock, for awhile until my wife was ready again. Damn! Her hips and ass had such a nice swing. I wanted to get into those pants and fuck her sweet little pussy hard and deep and squirt my cum deep inside. I also wanted to stick my cock deep inside her mouth, fucking to her throat, making her swallow my cock and thick, milky cum. Her full lips would feel really good wrapped tightly around my cock, sucking hard until I blew my wad down her throat, forcing her to swallow every last drop.
My cock was really getting hard now, and throbbing. I couldn’t help looking at her body, undressing her with my eyes, trying to imagine what her body looked liked inside those tight clothes. Her rock-hard nipples, protruding, making a nice outline through her t-shirt. I had to clear my throat, and swallow hard, to keep from hissing and moaning.
Finally, I had to excuse myself and go stroke my dick and cum, before we went anywhere I told my wife I needed to go to restroom real quick and hurried off. Fuck! It felt good to cum. I squirted my cum in the toilet hard and fast enough to make some water splash out. I’d never been so hot and horny before. This was the longest orgasm I’d ever had. I never knew another woman could make me so horny, just from looking at her and watching her walk. I was going to have her tonight! I’d give her a ride home and convince her to ride my cock, before dropping her off at her house.
Finally my orgasm ended and I finished cumming, groaning and hissing quietly. I washed my dick, put on some more deodorant and changed my shirt. I couldn’t go back there smelling of cum.
I went back to the living room, apologized to my wife and asked her if she was ready. I had to get out of there, before looking at Shania made me need to stroke my cock again. We told Shania we wouldn’t be more then two hours. We checked on the kids once more and left. I had told her she could watch DVD’s or TV, whatever she felt like.
After we left, she watched a movie, then a little tv, before she drifted off to sleep a few hours later. When we arrived, I saw she was sleeping and told my wife to go on to bed and I would give her a ride home when she woke up. She yawned, gave me a kiss and said good night, having no idea what I had planned and went upstairs to bed. I made sure she was sleeping before I made my move.
Shania was lying on her stomach. I sat in a chair adjacent to the couch, staring at her gorgeous, fresh thighs and just a hint of that firm ass while I was stroking my cock. I wanted so much to just rip her shorts off and fuck her brains out right there. She rolled over on her back, her belly shirt pulled up just enough to show a hint of nice, round, large tits. Her shaved pussy was visible through the legs of her shorts. Damn! I wished she wake up so I could give her a ride on my cock and then home.
Suddenly, as if she heard my wish, she sat up, rubbing her eyes, then saw me sitting in the chair. I had quickly stuffed my cock back inside my pants, pretending to be watching tv. “Oh my gosh! What time is it? I need to get home! It’s too late to call my parents, do you think you could give me a ride home?‘ I told her certainly.
We got in the car and when I pulled out of the drive, I purposely went in the opposite direction of her house. She told me her house was the other way and I told her I must have forgotten. I said, “Don’t you think it’s a good night for a drive?“ She shrugged her shoulders and said, “Yeh, I guess.“ I drove around for awhile in the direction of her house, but pulled into a dark parking lot of an old abandoned building.
I parked in the back, shutting the lights off as I parked the car. I shut the engine off, placing my arm across the top of the seat and just looked at her for a few minutes, my cock getting hard, just thinking about fucking her. She asked what we were doing there. And I told her I just wanted to talk for awhile and get to know her a little better.
I let my fingers, wander slowly towards her head, softly stroking her hair. “You have very beautiful hair.“ She thanked me, but was very nervous. I rubbed her arm with the back of my fingers very seductively, saying to her, “Relax sweetie, you have nothing to worry about. You’re safe with me.“ I was trying to reassure her, while my cock was getting harder by the minute and pulsating hard as the veins filled with hot blood and my balls filled with cum, ready to squirt any minute. It was all I could do to not attack her and just shove my hard dick up her nice pussy.
I continued rubbing her arm up and down, slowly and gently sending chills through her body, making her shiver. I let my index finger rub against her tit, very softly, each time I passed it, I’d brush against it, softly at first then added more pressure as I moved closer to her nipple. When I touched her nipple, she jerked from the touch. It was so hard and perky, I couldn’t help myself. I started rubbing it between my fingers, pinching and pulling on it, gently at first, then a little harder. It was affecting her pussy as she slowly rubbed her pussy on the seat moving her hips slowly. I watched her gyrating her hips and whispered to her, “Do you like that?” She nodded her head, yes. “Would you like me to do more?” She nodded her head again.
I had a bench seat in my car and I pushed it as far back as it would go. I moved closer to her, putting my arms around her, pulling her onto my lap. I took her luscious, tits in both hands and started caressing and massaging them. Her nipples grew harder by the minute. She was wiggling her ass around against my groin, teasing my dick. I wanted to fuck her so bad. I started humping her nice tight ass with my raging hard, hot cock. Panting, sweating and salivating, I told her in a breathless, raspy whisper, “I wanna fuck you so bad! Your fresh young body is so sexy and has made me hornier then I’ve ever been. Can I fuck you?“ She thought for a minute, then asked. “I’m still a virgin, will it hurt much?“ I nuzzled her neck, kissing and nipping her ears softly, moaning, “I was hoping you were a virgin! It will hurt a little, when my cock head penetrates your tight opening and breaks through your hymen, but I’ll be gentle and try to make to good for you, too. Would you like me to eat your pussy and get you wet and cum? If it’s wet, my dick will slide in easier.“ She said she’d never had her pussy eaten before. I told her how much she would enjoy it, and that part wouldn‘t hurt at all.. Reluctantly, she told me yes.
“Thank you, baby. First we have to get those clothes out of the way.” I pulled her shirt up over her head, her tits bounced out of their tight prison. Then I reached down, slowly unzipping and unbuttoning her shorts sliding them down her hips, then asked her to finish pulling them off. While she was bent over, I saw her nice ass crack and took the opportunity to rub it up and down with my fingers. I reached for her wet pussy, sticking my fingers in slightly. I wanted to break her hymen with my dick. I licked my fingers, telling her how good her sweet nectar tasted. I got them wet again and worked the tips inside the tight opening of her ass, gently and slowly, pushing them up to the end. Closing my eyes, enjoying how soft and tight her hole was, I moaned and grunted.
I let her sit back up, once again, taking her tits in my hands. “Niiicce tits!” I reached down to her sweet, tight cunt, exploring the mound where her hair should have been, moving my fingers past her clit to her lips. She started wiggling more against my hard cock. I could only whisper, “Mmmm! Baby, can you feel my hard dick! You’re driving me crazy!” She seemed to like making me feel good as she moved her ass crack further up on my lap, so she could feel my cock between her labia, and rubbed harder and faster. “Ahhh! Fuck! That feels so good! Let me get my clothes off so we can feel each other’s hot skin.”
She moved off my lap, facing me and I saw her large tits for the first time, making me gasp! “Shania, your tits are so large! You have the body of a full grown woman, only firmer and sexier!” I pulled my pants and shirt off, quickly, wanting to get back to seducing this sweet little virgin girl.
I pulled her back on my lap, this time facing me. I wanted to see every part of her beautiful, innocent, fresh body. She was straddling my groin and I pushed my rock-hard, pulsating cock in between her labia. She gasped at how big and hot it was, but started moving her cunt back and forth the long shaft, making me feel so good. My cock wanted to cum so bad. I was throbbing hard and cum was seeping out of the tip, getting her fuck hole wetter. I didn’t want to cum like this, though. I placed my hands around her tiny waist, telling her to stop rubbing. It was time to go down on her and eat her precious cunt and clit.
I had her lay back and spread her legs wide, putting them over my shoulders and wasted no time, eating that beautiful twat. I started on her labia, getting her good and primed, then stuck my tongue inside her tiny hole. She moaned and grunted, wiggling and gyrating her hips. I moaned, because I was making her feel so good. I knew she’d cum quickly the second I touched her little hard-on. I licked and sucked her hole and labia a few minutes longer then slowly licked up through the sweet opening of her labia and barely touched her clit with the tip of my hot tongue. She screamed and her back was off the seat like a rocket as her pussy started contracting, making her have an orgasm, instantly. She fucked my mouth for several minutes, as I swirled my tongue around her clit and flicked it back and forth, driving her wild. I ate her cunt through her orgasm, then slowly stopped as it begin to subside. I gently slipped my fingers inside her perfect cunt, feeling the dripping wet cum,
I sat up on my knees, her legs still over my shoulders and asked her if she was ready for my hot, fuck-rod.. Being so hot and horny from her orgasm, she nodded her head fast, telling me, “Oh Yes!! Please, fuck me!” I positioned my cock against her pussy, pushing and twirling it around the outside of her hole, slowly pushing inside. It didn’t seem to be hurting her then, but I knew as soon as my cock head penetrated the opening, breaking through her hymen, that would change. I took my time, even though my cock was raging and needed to get inside her, I probed gently, slowly pushing my cock head inside. I was breathing heavy, groaning. Fuck! I needed to get inside her and fuck her brains out! She winced a little and I stopped, then she relaxed and I continued. My cock head was in up to the knot. Damn! She was so tight! I told her to relax as much as possible and when I told her to, take a deep breath and hold it until I told her to release it.
“Oh, sweetie. You feel so good on my cock head. Take a deep breath now, honey.” She filled her lungs with air, holding it as I penetrated her perfect untouched pussy, breaking through her hymen and telling her to release the air. She cried out as soon as the knot of my cock head fully penetrated her young, virgin cunt, breaking through the hymen. I stopped even though my cock was throbbing hard and fast and I was on the verge of cumming. I was grunting and moaning, trying to hold back my orgasm. I wanted to fuck her cunt, feeling the pleasure of my cock moving back and forth inside her heavenly, tight pussy. I wanted to ram her cunt for a few minutes before I pumped it full of hot cum.
“Ah! Fuck! Baby! Your tight cunt feels so good squeezing my cock! I don’t know how long I can hold back!” My cock was rock hard and throbbing fast as the blood pumped through my veins. I couldn’t hold it any longer. I started fucking her sweet, deflowered pussy. Slowly, but deep.
Soon, she was fucking me back, meeting my gentle thrusts into her cunt. I pulled her ass up on my knees, looking down at my long, thick cock stretching her little twat to its limit. I watched myself fuck her slowly, then I started ramming her tiny fuck hole all the way to her cervix. Her pussy was so tight on my engorged-throbbing, hot cock, it pushed me over the edge and I started pumping my hot, thick cum deep into her pussy. The throbbing of my cock inside her cunt, started her orgasms as she started cumming shortly after me. We were fucking each other good and hard, both of us yelling and moaning through our orgasms.
“Ah yes! This is what its all about baby!! We’re fuckin now! Oh yes, we’re fuckin good! You pussy feels so damned good honey! I could fuck you all night!” I pumped her deep and hard for several minutes through both our orgasms.
As my orgasm subsided and my cum slowed to spurts, I pulled back, watching my dick still fucking her pussy until she finished cumming. She was so full of cum and blood, her pussy was making a squishy noise.
Her orgasm subsided and the throbbing from her pussy slowed as she stopped cumming. I pounded her a few more times, then held my still hard cock against her cervix until she expelled the last few drops of cum from deep inside her pussy. I pulled my cock out slowly. She was still very tight and my cock head was sensitive. I winced as my knot came through her tight opening.
Our juices gushed out of her sweet, tender cunt and I went down on her, gently licking the juices from inside and outside her pussy and soothing her ravaged fuck hole. I laid on top of her, still between her legs, suckling her tits. Then I rested my head between her tits, softly caressing them. We laid there in the afterglow of our wonderful fucking for several minutes. I lifted my head, looked at her and said, “As much as I hate to, I need to get you home. But we will get together again, soon, if you want.” She said she’d look forward to it.
She baby sat for us several times after that and I’d always fuck her afterwards, teaching her how to suck and swallow my cock, while I was fucking her mouth with it. I deflowered her ass, fucking it hard and deep, just like her sweet cunt. I couldn’t get enough of her.
I did start fucking my wife again and it was always great. Just as the doctor promised, she was like a virgin all over again. But, I preferred Shania’s pussy now. I started fucking my wife bareback so I could imagine it was Shania.
Several months went by and Shania went through puberty, starting her period. I didn’t give it much thought and continued fucking her without protection and she got pregnant. We both decided it would be best for her to give the baby up for adoption. She was only fourteen, way too young to care for a child, when she was just barely a child herself. I didn’t want to quit fucking Shania or go to jail, so I couldn’t take the baby. She refused to tell anyone who the father was so, they just sent her away to have the baby secretly. After the baby was born and put up for adoption, she’d be back.

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Road Trip part 2

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Abby And My Wife

Abby and my wife
Story # 2
Continued from. (My twin sister Abby)
Abby is my twin sister. When we were growing up we were best friends and pretty much did everything together. Abby is also very… very pretty. When we were 16 years old we had sex with each other. She was my first and I was her first. We had a great night watching porn movies we had found in our parents room while they were gone for the week end. One in particular was of our parent’s homemade porn. It was hot. We also watched another one which was girl on girl. I asked Abby if she would ever try it; she said while smiling at me, maybe if the girl is pretty.
We are now both 30 years of age and time has passed since that night. We never did it again but we both know what we did that night was right for both of us. We’re still close twins and best friends. We’re both married with two kids each; however we live several hundred miles apart and don’t get to see each other very often, except on holidays.
Our grandma who had been sick for many years had died and our whole family got together for a funeral. It was nice to see everyone again especially my sister. After the funeral Abby and I decided to stay and visit our parents for a few days longer while our spouses and children went back home.
We stayed in our old bedrooms just like when we were kids growing up. Our parents kept our rooms
Intact for when our children visit.
Our parents belong to a club and went to the dinner dance they were holding and Abby and I were home alone visiting. I was kidding around and said do you think mom and dad still have porn in their room. We both smiled because we know what happened the last time we found there porn. Abby laughed and said with a sneaky look on her face; let’s look….. Yep in the closet…. in the same place 14 years later we found the porn again. This time there were more and newer ones and a few more marked private just like before, we smiled at each other and said mom and dad are at it again. I said shall we watch? Abby rolled her eyes at me and said of course we should. Here we are again 30 years old being sneaky just like when we were 16 years old and found the original porn movie of our parents. We decided to watch the movies labeled private; hoping it was our parents at it again.
We went into Abby’s bedroom and popped the movie in. and hit play. We got the surprise of our lives.
It was our parents and another couples all naked having a foursome. We watched as our mom lay on a bed, beautiful as she is, her pussy hairy glistening wet, with a man who I did recognize as James, there long time friend hopped on and started fucking our mom while our dad worked the camera. Mom was really into it; she was moaning very loud with pleasure. Then our dad and Joan who is James wife went at it while James worked the camera. James got in close to show our dads big dick pounding into Joan’s pussy while they all watched. They were having a great time. Next scene was our mom and Joan doing a 69 with each other while dad and James watched and worked the camera. One scene had our mom eating Joan’s pussy while James fucked our mom from behind and dad had his dick in Joan’s mouth.
We learned another side of our parents tonight. We were shocked to say the least. I looked at my sister and said that was fucking hot, she smiled and said boy was it. I was turned on watching our parents.
I smiled and said what you think; she looked at the bulge in my pants and smiled.
We are now grown up with kids of our own and the last time we did it; we were 16 years old. Abby smiled and said why not. I took off all my clothes, Abby looked at my dick and said wow you’ve grown a little. I now have a 10 inch dick and thick. Abby got undressed. She is still as beautiful as ever.
She is a little meatier, with bigger tits, but still as pretty as ever. She held my dick and said you have my husband beat by a long shot. I’m going to have to suck on that as she smiled at me. She got on her knees and sucked my dick until I almost came in her mouth. I laid her on her back and ate her Hairy pussy to both our delight. I then positioned my dick at her pussy and pushed 10 inches of dick into her pussy.
She took it all. My balls were slapping against her pussy. Abby then said, don’t cum in me. I’m not protected, when you’re ready, I’ll take it in the mouth. I was ready now and pulled out and laid on my back as Abby put my dick in her mouth and let me cum down her throat. Sex with Abby was as good as 14 years earlier. Only her pussy was a little tighter then. That’s what happens when you push two kids through that little pussy hole. I said thanks Abby that was awesome as we smiled at each other and she licked her chops.
We laid there for an hour naked talking about old times and admiring each other’s naked body. I asked
Abby do you remember you said years ago that you would do girl on girl if she was pretty? Abby said I remember saying something like that. Well did you ever get to do it? No I never did she said. I got married instead. Abby say’s why do you ask? I said my wife Lori and I were talking about sexual fantasies one night and I asked her what her sexual fantasy was, she got all embarrassed and made me tell mine first. I said OK, my fantasy is to have a threesome with two girls and me. Lori smiled and said that’s a typical male fantasy (No imagination) and laughed. I said OK what’s your sexual fantasy? She smiled and said I always wondered what it would be like to be with another girl. I smiled and said that’s a hot fantasy maybe someday I’ll let you have your fantasy. She never took me serious and thought I was joking around, which I was; but I always wondered about you and weather you fulfilled your fantasy.
My wife Lori is awesome looking. Lori is a brunet; 5’-8” tall, very pretty with 42 D cup tits and an ass to die for. She was Miss Greater Los Angeles in her younger days and is still prettier than ever.
I asked Abby; would you consider Lori if I can talk her into it? Abby smiled thinking I was joking around.
I said I’m serious. You both have the same fantasy and if I let her have her fantasy. I want it to be with you. Abby smiled and said it will never happen; I smiled back and said it might if I tell her that you have the same fantasy. Maybe it won’t happen right away but it will make her think about it and someday soon I’ll bring it up and see what happens. I’ll tell her that maybe I can talk “you” into it; but I need to know up front if you would do it; just it in case she says she would. Abby answers yes if you can talk her into it I’ll do it. Abby smiles at me and said (your Sly)
The next day we hugged and went our separate ways, I went home to my wife and kids and Abby went home to her husband and Kids and life went back to normal. About two weeks have passed and Lori and I are in bed talking working up to having sex and I said to Lori it was nice spending time with Abby , Lori smiled. I said you know when Abby and I were 16 years old she told me that her fantasy was girl on girl.
Lori gave me a weird look wondering where I was going with this. I said I wondered all these years if she ever fulfilled her fantasy, so during one of our brother sister conversations I asked her. Lori said you didn’t…. I said yes I did. Lori smiled intrigued and said what did she say? I said; she said no. she got married instead, but it’s still her sexual fantasy. I said don’t you get it; you and Abby have the same sexual fantasy. I said, Abby told me girls are different; we’re pretty and soft and smell good, and we have curves. Lori just smiled at me and said lets fuck. It must have got her very horny because sex was great…..and the seed was planted in her mind.
A week had past and Lori and I were in bed working up to sex, we were naked and I was finger fucking her wet hairy pussy. She was hot and panting when I said Lori; is girl on girl still your fantasy she smiled and said why; does it make you jealous? I said no just curios; she said yes as I stuffed my 10 inch dick into her pussy and began fucking deep into her pussy. Being a married couple we were done in about 15 minutes, then I said to Lori; if I can talk Abby into it would you consider her to fulfill your sexual fantasy. Lori looked at me and said what brought that on? I said you both have the same Fantasy, your both beautiful, you’re both family and if I let you fulfill your fantasy I would like it to be with my sister. Lori said it will never happen; Abby would never go for it. I said what if she does go for it, would you be willing? Lori smiled and said I don’t think she will, but if she does then yes I would do it.
I already knew that Abby was a willing participant. Now I just needed to get us all together.
I called Abby and told her Lori is interested in going girl on girl with her. She said really she wants to? I said yes. I said next time we get together we’ll find a way to get you too together. Abby got very excited.
I then told Lori that I talked to Abby and she is interested in girl on girl with you. She didn’t believe me at first then realized I was serious and got excited at the thought of being with another girl especially Abby. Lori called Abby and said Abby I didn’t know about your fantasy, Abby laughed and said I didn’t know about yours until justice told me. So are we going to get together sometime for some girl fun, Lori said I can’t wait.
On Saturday Abby drove down and all the kids went to grammas house for an overnighter. Abby’s husband was away on business. The three of us were Laughing and excited about what was going to happen tonight. But both girls were nerves about what to do and how to start. I said I would help to get you started, both my wife and sister said that would be good.
I got behind my wife Lori and wrapped my arms around her as if hugging her from behind as we all talked. From behind my dick fits right at her ass crack and I started to pump gently as we all talk.
I put my hands on her big boob then removed Lori’s top as Abby watched; Lori has 42 D cup tits with big pink nipples, perfect for sucking. I said to Abby they are really soft, Abby reached out and felt them and complimented Lori on her beautiful soft boobs. I said to Abby what is it you’ve always wanted to do to a girl? Abby said Make out. I said here’s your chance, do it good and Abby wrapped her arms Lori and me and deep tongue kissed my wife better than I have ever done. Lori kissed her back as if they were meant for each other. I continued pumping on my wife’s Ass as Abby hugged kissed and pumped from the front. We had Lori sandwiched and she loved it. Both girls were very hot. Lori then took Abby’s top off. They were booby to booby rubbing grinding and having fun with each other. I said to Lori what is it you’ve always wanted to do with another girl. Lori smiled at Abby and said be naked and touch. I said to Abby and Lori; go ahead and get naked. I’ll leave and you too can have a great time with each other, and don’t hold anything back. Lori looks at me and say’s; don’t leave, don’t you want to watch we need you to guide us. Abby said its ok we’d be lost without you here. My dick was hard as a rock and I was going to have them do it all. I reached into the night stand and got out Lori’s dildo. (Girls love toy’s) they both smiled. I said OK girls get those clothes off. And within a minute they were both naked Abby has 38 C cup tits and beautiful big nipples as does Lori, Her pussy was neatly trimmed with brown pussy hair and a pretty pubic mound, my dick was hard as a rock looking at my sister naked. Lori also was trimmed neatly with dark brown pussy hair and very big breasts with her pubic mound hairy and well rounded. I said you too should hug and kiss like before, They looked at each other and smiled and the next thing I see is they are hugging and kissing and grinding they’re pussy’s together to our delight. I let them do this for a few minutes. I asked Lori if she wanted to eat Abby’s pussy out. She smiled and said yes. Abby lay on her back on the bed; I put Lori in between Abby’s legs and say go for it. Lori smiled at me and silently
Mouthed the words thank you. She then buried her tongue into Abby’s pussy and ate pussy for the first time. Abby almost screamed with pleasure it felt so good. Lori ate pussy for quite a while to Abby’s delight when she came up for air her face was wet with pussy juice and she was smiling from ear to ear. I then asked Abby; do you want to try it? She just rolled her eyes at me and smiled and said I can’t wait to taste Lori’s pussy; Lori smiled at Abby and said I can’t wait to get your tongue in my pussy. She then laid back and spread her legs and my twin sister began deep tonguing my wife’s pussy, Lori closed her eyes and held onto Abby’s head and pumped her face. I couldn’t help but take advantage of the situation. I stepped behind my sister as she lay on the bed, on her stomach. Her legs were spread as she ate Lori out and I just admired the view of her hairy pussy that was showing a lot of pussy crack and pink. I then moved them into a 69 position and said have fun. Both Abby and Lori knew what to do and they went at it again. I handed Lori the toy and she turned it on and buried it in Abby’s pretty hairy pussy. Abby screamed with pleasure. Then Lori got her turn as Abby used the toy on her soft hairy pussy.
At that point I decided that they were good and this was about them and not me this time. I kissed Lori and said have fun, I smiled at Abby winked and walked out of the room. They stayed in there for at least another hour and a half pleasuring each other giggling and laughing; then silence as they did kinky things to each other.
That same evening we were talking while sipping on wine reminiscing about the events of the today. I told both my wife and my sister that they have my OK to have sex with each other whenever they want. I said it feels safe for me that it’s Abby and it’s all in the family. I won’t make me jealous this way.

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The Clockmaster and The Inventor

Kara is both the lover and apprentice of Sky the Clockmaster. She works alongside him in his factory, making watches and clocks and shipping them all over. Despite being a kind and intelligent inventor, Kara has a problem listening to orders of her surperior. She often chooses to do things her own way, and doesn’t see a problem with it. His patience wearing thin, the Clockmaster turns to one final method…

Sweet Aunt Angela

Always one to explore new sexual experiences, I found myself in a unique opportunity to explore the more taboo aspects of sexual relations.

The V8, The Redhead and The Hot-Rod

“Davey, we need to talk.”
Gabrielle was sitting in her “Serious Discussion” position. David was lying on his back and she was sitting on his pelvis facing him, her feet on either side of his body. Her golden orange hair cascaded to her shoulders. Her delicately beautiful pale face was highlighted by her big green eyes. Gabrielle was tall and fashion model slim.
At this time she was also naked. Her pink aureoles contrasted with her immaculate pale skin. Her firm, orange sized breasts pointed straight at David’s eyes.
Her long slender thighs were apart and her knees were drawn back a little towards her chest. As she was leaning back slightly, her shaven pussy was openly displayed and her outer labia were slightly parted. If David had been looking he would have seen the glistening pink rims of her inner labia.
However David wasn’t looking. His eyes were closed as he was savouring the intense pleasure sensations surging from his cock which was embedded deeply into Gabrielle’s ass.
“David!” Gabrielle’s voice and frown were stern. “Open your eyes and listen. This is important. And you, Lord Vlad, don’t you dare start moving.”
“Lord Vlad” was Gabrielle’s pet name for David’s cock. She enjoyed history and had read about the 15th century Romanian duke, Vlad the Impaler. This original Vlad had earned his nickname from his unattractive habit of killing his enemies by impaling them with a blunt stake through their rectums.
David hadn’t felt flattered by her choice but decided that he couldn’t really object. Gabrielle took great delight in being impaled by her Lord Vlad, very frequently, in her vagina and mouth as well as her rectum.
David could not conceive of anything more beautifully, wantonly erotic as he opened his eyes and looked at her. With a supreme effort of willpower he switched his mind from sex to conversation. He knew that if his cock as much as twitched, Gabrielle would bounce down hard and painfully on his balls.
“OK Gabby, shoot. What do you want to talk about?”
“What are we going to do with our money?”
His business was flourishing. Internet sales were growing, David’s car audio shop was now the place for boyracers to buy their gear. The up-market business was going well and he had branched out into profitable sidelines: fashion sunglasses and a limited range of domestic audio.
He had paid off the most expensive part of his debt and had been able to renegotiate the balance on far more favourable terms.
Gabrielle had earned more money than she had dreamed of. Her salary as marketing director for his firm and sales commissions had built a healthy bank balance.
He looked at her adoringly. He owed so much to her. Before she had a come to work at his firm on a college assignment he had been a depressed alcoholic with his marriage failing, his business failing and had been within a few months of bankruptcy. It was her ideas, her inspiration and most of all her absolute confidence in him which had changed his fortunes.
“Are you going to buy an apartment?”
“No way.” David was cautious after coming so close to bankruptcy. “Things are looking great but I’m not going to take on a commitment like that. And we both seem to like it here.”
She looked around the small bedroom. It was tidy, but certainly not luxurious. She had always been happy here with David and never wanted anything more. She knew she would be happy anywhere provided David was there. She owed as much to David as he did to her.
Gabrielle’s childhood had been blighted by her strict mother who did everything she could to undermine her self confidence and make her mistrust men. Her only two sexual experiences had been humiliating disasters and confirmed her mother’s advice. David had brought out her self confidence. And her sexual desire. For him.
She looked down at him. Since he had stopped drinking and started exercising, he had lost weight and looked 10 years younger than when she had first met him. He was 15 years older but she never thought about the age difference. Physically he was perfect and she loved everything about him.
“Well, I am going to hire another salesman. We’ve both been working 12/7.” We don’t seem to do anything except work and fuck,” said David.
“I’m not complaining.”
“There is something I thought I might buy for the business.”
“Oh, what is it?
“I’ll show you. . . . After. . . . ”
“After this?” She squeezed his erection with her bowel, then changed her position slightly to give him room to move and thrust.
David watched as she rode his cock and as her excitement grew. Her small breasts jiggled with her movements. Her head was thrown slightly back, her eyes closed, her lips were parted and she had an expression combining agony and ecstacy. His cock was in paradise, buried deep in her tight, smooth walled ass.
“Darling Davey,”she groaned, thrusting her backside down to take him deeper.
David used a finger to excite her clitoris which was becoming more engorged. Gabrielle’s movements became more frantic, small beads of perspiration appeared above her upper lip. David restrained his own desperate urge to come and concentrated on her.
Gabrielle’s pelvic rotations became even more frantic and her groans became shrieks as her orgasm consumed her vagina and bowel. She collapsed onto his chest, quivering, shuddering and exhausted.
When she recovered she moved to between his knees and knelt over his cock, looking at it closely.
“Hello Lord Vlad. Where have you been hiding?”
She sucked the knob and licked her lips.
“I can tell. You’ve been where the sun don’t shine.”
She reverentially licked all over his still rock-like cock and all over his testicles. She looked up at David and smiled, opened her mouth wide and took him, balls deep, into her throat. She now knew what drove him wild and for the next five minutes fully rewarded Lord Vlad for his efforts. Sometimes she tenderly licked, other times she pushed David’s knob down her throat.
She speeded her movements and sucked even harder. When he started to come she pulled back. A rope-like squirt of semen sprayed onto her face.
She lowered her head again and gently licked the receding cock.
“Bye bye Lord Vlad. You can come again soon.”
They drove to “Panther’s Panebeaters”. Mark Panther had been a friend of David’s for some years and they had referred business to each other. Panther, as he was known, had been dismayed by David’s business and personal decline.
He had visited David when Gabrielle had just started to work for him. They were sitting at their desks with their backs to each other. David had introduced her. The first thing Panther had noticed was her haunted look and how she couldn’t look him in the eye. Then he noticed her hair tied in an unflattering bun, no make-up and dowdy, shapeless clothing. He also noticed how she made no attempt to talk to him or David.
The same scenario the next time Panther visited. Perhaps she and David were a bit more polite to each other.
On the third visit Gabrielle’s appearance was unchanged, but now she and David laughed. David had lost weight and was wearing fashionable new clothes.
“Are you fucking her?” Panther had asked when Gabrielle had left the office.
“Hell no. It’s purely business. I’m far too old for her. And scarecrows aren’t my style.”
Perhaps Panther had a more educated eye for women. Her beautiful smile was radiant and obvious and Panther suspected something more.
“I think you may be surprised one day, David.”
When he next met them he hadn’t been surprised by the obvious relationship between her and David. But he hadn’t anticipated the extraordinarily beautiful young woman who had emerged. He also hadn’t anticipated her selling skills as she easily persuaded him to spend $1,500 more than he had intended for his new car sound system. In five minutes.
Panther took them to his workshop.
“Here it is,” he said. There was pride in his voice.
Gabrielle wondered what he was talking about All she could see was a delapidated old wreck of a car.
“’71 Chev Camaro. 350 V8. High-back Strato seats.”
Gabrielle could still only see a run down wreck.
“The engine goes a treat.”
He started it and even Gabrielle sensed something in the rumble of the eight cylinders.
“Here’s what it’ll look like when it’s finished.” Panther opened a magazine.
Gabrielle understood more. A muscle car. Masculinity on wheels. The styling might be dated, but there was a timeless strength and virility. She became interested and took the magazine from Panther to read some more.
Panther and David went into a discussion about dollars.
“Hit me with the bad news Panther.”
“This what it cost me to buy this.”
David whistled.
“Here’s the cost of the replacement parts which are needed.”
David inhaled sharply.
“Here’s the cost of the work I’ll have to outsource.”
David was starting to worry. “Now the hard part. What about the cost of your work?”
“I want to discuss a deal about that.”
Gabrielle came over, her eyes glowing.
“Davey, it’ll be beautiful when it’s finished. Treat yourself. And you know it’ll be good for business.”
He nodded. It would be like a magnet for every boyracer and their fathers for 100 kilometers. And he could get a tax break.
“What color do you think?”
“I’ll need you to be here when we mix the paints.”
“Why?” asked Gabrielle..
“So we can match this.” Panther discretely touched her golden-orange hair.
“What do you think Davey?”
“Couldn’t be better. Now Panther, how much is it going to cost for your work?”
“Well, it’s a big job . . . “
David gave an exaggerated sigh. He was used to Panther’s negotiating techniques.
“And good staff are expensive . . . “
David yawned.
“But I won’t charge you anything. On one condition.”
“You can’t do that Panther. There’s hundreds of hours work here,” David protested.
“What’s the condition?” asked Gabrielle thinking faster than David.
Panther looked sheepish. “It involves you Gabrielle.”
“What?” asked David, not liking the sound of this. He knew Panther was fascinated by Gabrielle.
“When the car is finished, I want a photographer to take shots of it, with you Gabrielle, for my business calendar.
“Panther! I don’t do nude poses for anyone.” Gabrielle was shocked. “Well, except for my darling Davey of course,” she quickly added.
“Gabrielle, you can wear exacly what you want to and you can pose how you want to. No conditions.”
“Wear what I want and pose how I want?” Gabrielle gave Panther one her stern frowns.
“That’s the deal.”
“Done.” She shook his hand and gave Panther one of her radiant smiles.
She looked at her watch. “Come on Davey, we’ve got to go. I promised Lord Vlad I’d meet him tonight.”
“Who is this Lord Vlad?” Panther asked out of her hearing. He hadn’t thought that David was the sort who socialised with aristocrats.
“Read your Romanian history,” David replied.
Panther did a Google search. It took him five minutes to work it out.
“Fuck. You lucky bastard,” he sighed.
By unspoken agreement they had what Gabrielle called a “Sexless Fuck” that night. She lay on her side, her legs and arms wrapped tightly around David with Lord Vlad so deep inside her, he pushed against her cervix.
They talked a lot, giggled a lot, laughed a lot, passionately kissed a lot, whispered a lot of tender endearments in the other’s ear, but didn’t orgasm. The went to sleep in each other’s bear hug, still joined by David’s cock.
A new salesman was hired and soon proved to be a money maker. Now, with free time, they went to Panther’s in the evenings to work on the Camaro. It was a labor of love for both Panther and David and soon Gabrielle was caught up in the mood. She insisted that Panther start the engine so she could hear the V8 symphony.
Panther’s expert car painter scupulously matched Gabrielle’s hair and when the Camaro emerged from the paint shop, a gleaming bronze-gold metallic, they all knew it was an inspired choice. David made three changes from a copybook restoration. The Strato seats were uphostered in black leather, they were adjusted so they could recline flat and he asked asked Panther to increase the amount of travel for the seats to slide back.
He ordered the absolute top of the range audio from Germany and when it was on full volume Gabrielle thought she saw the Camaro shuddering from the beat. She spent a lot of time planning the photo shoot.
After two months the Camaro was finished. Gabrielle and David held hands as Panther started it, then all three went for a slow drive, listening to the engine for some time, being blasted by the sound system other times.
The photographer arrived and started to instruct Gabrielle on how she should pose. She gave one of her withering frowns.
“I’m in charge here.”
The first shot was taken through the driver’s window. She was wearing a dark green evening dress with a slit which showing more than a flash of inner thigh. Her hand was gently wrapped around the gear lever, her lips were slightly parted and there was a far away look in her eyes.
She dressed in mechanic’s overalls which were a size too small and bent under the bonnet looking at the engine with her backside pointing high.
She dressed in a knee length skirt and sat on the bonnet. She drew back her knees and put them together so she could rest her arms on them and then her chin on her arms. Her feet were slightly apart. Some inner thigh and and a hint of green satin panties as she smiled innocently at the camera.
She posed as a traffic policewoman leaning against the Camaro writing a ticket. The policewoman hadn’t done up her uniform completely and Panther could see a the pale rounded start of her breasts. The policewoman also had a large truncheon in her belt and had wrapped her hand around the thick end.
She put on a short mini-skirt and a tight singlet without a bra. She reclined the passenger seat flat and stretched out. Her long legs were displayed, the shape her nipples could be seen through the singlet. Her eyes were closed but David recognised the satisfied smile as the one she had after an orgasm
Panther was struck dumb. He had never seen such a display of sexuality and yet she was dressed and in some ways so innocent. Her subtle hints and knowing expressions were more sexy than any porno movie he owned. He looked at David who was watching with a proud smile.
“I think you’ve got the deal of the century Panther.”
“I think I have.”
Gabrielle returned after changing again. She had wrapped a big towel tightly around her.
“This is your Miss December, Panther. Christmas has come early for you.”
She insisted the men leave the workshop while she moved into her pose. They returned when she called.
She was lying naked on the reclined seat. She was lying on her side, seemingly asleep. An arm concealed her nipples but revealed most of her left breast. Her upper leg was in a position where her pussy was just, only just, hidden. Her ivory skin seemed almost luminous in the dark against the black leather. Her golden hair was splayed across the seat.
“It certainly is Christmas,” breathed Panther. He looked at David. “That Lord Vlad must think all his Christmases have come at once. And all his birthdays.”
“Sure is lucky, that Lord Vlad.”
It was dark when they took the coast road home. They didn’t say anything, just relished the growling masculinity of the Camaro and the music. They stopped at a clifftop. David took off Gabrielle’s clothes, reclined her seat flat, put the music up loud and they christened the Camaro and the Strato seat
He pushed her seat all the way back and knelt between her legs, She knew what was going to happen and put her thighs on his shoulders. David lowered his head to his paradise.
He loved the satin smoothness of her thighs against his ears. He loved the shape of her genitals. Her shaven and prominent Venus mound, her puffy outer labia, the thin inner labia which glistened with her juices. Her clitoral hood which he gently pushed back to reveal her engorging bud.
He loved the taste of her sexual excitement and the aromatic odours. He knew and loved her reactions. But what he loved most of all that it was his wonderful and beautiful Gabby who was eagerly offering her intimate feminity to him.
Just as Gabrielle knew how to drive him wild, he knew her body and how to excite her. At first he was slow, he licked and blew, he probed her vagina with his tongue. He sucked her clitoris and felt her excitement mounting, then pushed her legs higher and apart to lick her anus. Gabrielle squealed with pleasure. His tongue returned to her clitoris, his teeth gently nibbled and Gabrielle’s body quivered into orgasm.
She orgasmed many times over the next hour. David used his fingers as well as his lips and tongue and teeth. He pleasured her G spot and probed her anus.
Finally he moved up and guided his cock into her sodden, pulsating vagina. He thrust in hard so their pubic bones ground together. She tightened her vaginal muscles around him, felt him thrust deep again and heard him groan as his semen sprayed her cervix.
“Do you think anyone can see in though this tinted glass?” she asked.
“I don’t think so.”
So as David drove home, Gabrielle kept her seat fully reclined and lay back on it. She only wore sunglasses. David glanced at her tall, pale body which contrasted with the black leather. Her golden hair was splayed across the seat. One knee was resting against the door, the other against the gear lever. Gabrielle knew how he loved it when she flaunted herslf
“I’ve died and gone to heaven,” said David stroking her thigh.
“I like this car,” said Gabrielle.
David was right about the Camaro being a boyracer magnet. They came from miles. It was kept behind a chain fence in their carpark on public display. Gabrielle seemed to have an instinctive knack of being able to tell who had any money.
When she saw a likely target admiring the car, her routine was always the same. She wandered down and talked in a friendly way.
“It’s a Camaro. ’71. 350 V8.”
“Would you like to see inside?”
She let them sit in the driving seat as she sat in the passenger seat. She asked them what music they liked and put it on.
Then she fully reclined her seat, lay back, closed her eyes and idly writhed to the music.
When the track was finished, “Would your girlfriend like that?”
Sale.
Panther’s calendar caused a sensation. He sent free copies to his suppliers and best customers. All pleaded for more. He had another print run and these soon went. When he visited his suppliers he found that most thought Christmas had come early.
An art critic wrote a flattering review in the local paper and the calendars became collectors’ items. Panther started charging $200 a copy which he split with Gabrielle.
However the biggest benefit for Panther was the publicity. Business poured in. David and Gabrielle were pleased for him.
Modelling agencies made offers to Gabrielle and there was interest from a film studio. But there was no responding interest from Gabrielle.
David kept his old Toyota. The Camaro was only used for promotional work and for what Gabrielle described as “Fucking work.”
That was when they went to a restaurant, for a drive in the country or along the coast, driving to the ski fields. Occassions when the Strato seats could show their versatility.
SIX MONTHS LATER
“Davey, we need to talk.”
Gabrielle was again sitting in her “Serious Discussion” position. David cursed inwardly, there was nothing more that he wanted to do than start thrusting his cock in the ass where it was embedded. But then he realized that life wan’t really too tough. There was Gabrielle, fully and wantonly displaying her feminity only a few inches from him. And it was a stone cold certainty that Lord Vlad would have his way sooner rather than later.
“What are we going to do with our money now?”
It was a good question. His business was becoming a cash cow. His debts were being wiped off quickly.
“The world’s our oyster. We could buy an apartment. We could buy a boat. Joe wants us to buy his car audio business. I’m sure we could turn it into a success like this.”
“That sounds good. Why don’t we?”
“Gabby, I’ve been doing this for almost 20 years. In many ways I really enjoy what we do, but I’m getting bored. We’ve got enough money. If it worked you’d be sitting on my cock asking the same question in a year or so.
“And you,” he stroked her breast. “You are so capable of doing so much more. You could build a successful career. Why don’t you join a top marketing company?”
Gabrielle bounced on his testicles very painfully.
“Don’t you dare suggest I spend any time away from you,“ she hissed.
“Most couples do.”
“We’re not most couples.” Her eyes were indignant.
David smiled and stroked her face.
“A lot has happened to us in a year. Then I was a depressed alcoholic. And you were . . . . ,“ he didn’t know how to say it.
“And I was a nutcase until you saved me darling Davey.”
“A stark raving nutcase. 10 light bulbs short of a chandelier.”
She poked out her tongue.
“We were so lucky finding each other. But there are a lot of depressed alcoholics and stark raving nutcases out there.”
Gabrielle nodded.
“I think I’d like to see if I could help. Study psychology. Become a shrink.”
“You’d be so good Davey. You’re such a good listener. You’re so considerate with people.”
“You could run the business. I’d work part time while I studied. You would be my boss.”
“Just like now?” she asked.
“Think about Davey. It seems like a good idea to me.”
After a minute of them looking to each other’s face anfd thinking how much they loved each other, Gabrielle lifted herself off his cock. David was disappointed.
She pulled him up then knelt in front of him.
Gabrielle licked his cock and spat on it. Then she circled her right hand around it and massaged and rubbed. She looked up and saw the ecstacy on his face. She was now an expert. She pumped her hand and when he came, she put his cock in her mouth and drank every drop of his semen.
The next day they had a meeting with Mal, their sales manager. Mal had worked for David for 10 years and had stuck with him during the tough times. Now, in the good times, he ran a focused and successful team.
After Mal left Gabrielle said, “Mal would be very good at running this business.”
“Well he certainly has the sales skills and management skills. His marketing skills could be sharper. And his inventory management and financial skills could do with some sharpening as well.”
“I could sharpen his marketing skills. You could sharpen his inventory and financial skills.”
David nodded. “What are you trying to say Gabby?”
“I want to become a shrink with you.”
As David thought, Gabrielle held out her arms.
“Come here Davey.”
“Why?”
“I want to sharpen your fucking skills.”
They studied as a team. Their lives were busy. They spent some time training Mal. Gabrielle told David if he ever spoke about “sharpening skills” again she wouldn’t let him fuck her more than seven times a week.
They spent a day each week selling in the shop. Partly because it was in their blood. Partly because they made good money.
And for Gabrielle, because she usually sold more, it gave her the opportunity to frown and say, “Your sales skills could be sharper.”
As part of their psychology training they worked two nights a week in a drug rehab center, starting off cleaning the floors and urinals.
Every weekend, sunshine or rain, they packed a tent and camping gear and set off in the Camaro. As soon as they were outside city limits Gabrielle took off her clothes, put on her sunglasses, turned the music up loud and reclined in her Strato seat..
THREE YEARS LATER
“Davey, we need to talk.”
Again Gabrielle was in her “Serious Discussion” position.
“It says in Wikipedia that Russia has about the highest rate of male alcoholism and depression.”
“If Wikipedia says that, it must be true. What does it say about female nut cases?”
“I couldn’t find details of that. But if there are so many male alcoholic depressives, it stands to reason there must be a lot of female nut cases.”
“I think Russian sounds the most beautiful of any language,” said David
“I think so too. It’s very sexy. It snows a lot up there. You could kill a bear and make me a bear skin coat and hat.”
“I’ll buy you a fur coat.”
So, in addition to all their other work they studied Russian.
THREE MORE YEARS LATER
“Davey. We need to talk.”
From her “Discussion Position” Gabrielle handed David a printout of a job advertisement she had found on the internet.
It was from from Gazprom, the Russian oil and gas monopoly looking for two resident psychologists for Syktyvkar, a small isolated city near the Artic Circle.
During the intervening years they had qualified as psychologists and worked for two years in the rehab center. They poured in their energy and dedication and occasionally successfully rehabilitated some of their patients.
“What do you think?”
David slid Lord Vlad between her labia and deep into her vagina. He stopped moving for a moment, relishing the feeling. It still felt as exciting as the very first time. He opened his eyes and saw her green eyes glowing with excitement.
“It just keeps on getting better, doesn’t it darling Davey,” she whispered as she wriggled her hips. They had one of their long, languid, passionate and love filled fucks.
“I take it that means ‘Yes’” she said afterwards.
They arrived at Syktyvkar in the early spring. They found it easy to understand why there were so many alcoholic depressives living there. The landscape was flat and consisted of fir tree forests and snow. Syktyvkar’s most obvious features were an enormous Gaxprom gasfield, a Gazprom office building, row after row of featureless low rise apartment buildings and vodka shops.
It took some time before they were accepted. The Gazprom executives thought they had to be mad, voluntarily coming to Syktyvkar and the locals had an understandable suspicion of foreigners. But David and Gabrielle had great listening skills, loved listening to Russian and enjoyed the wry Russian sense of humor.
David made no secret of how alcohol had almost killed him and the depressed Russians realized they had found a kindred spirit.
Gabrielle made no secret of her troubled past.
“I was ten light bulbs short of a chandelier, Svetlana,” she explained to her client and the Russian women realized they had found a kindred spirit.
David and Gabrielle worked out that the long winter nights could be depressing.
“Gabby, these Russian men need something else to do during the hours of darkness,” said David. “They seem to spend all that time getting drunk.”
“We always have plenty of things to do in the dark,” said Gabrielle.
So they started to give sex advice.
“You mean I should lick her down there?” asked Ivan incredulously.
“Well, you’ll probably find you like it. And if you do it properly, you’ll find that Svetlana will do this to you.”
Ivan leaned forward intently as David gave detailed advice with the help of life-sized blowup rubber dolls.
“You mean I should let him put it in there?” asked Svetlana incredulously.
“Well, you’ll probably find you like it. And if you do it properly, you’ll find that Ivan will do this to you.”
Svetlana leaned forward intently as Gabrielle gave detailed advice with the help of the same rubber dolls.
They built up a loyal, but small, following. Ivan and Svetlana became their strongest advocates. They also wanted to lose weight so David got Gazprom to provide a gym. He had to bribe the executives by letting them drive the Camaro which they had shipped over.
Winter came came with its icy blizzards and – 40 temperaures. The Gazprom executives offered to take David on a bear hunt so that Gabrielle could have a bearskin coat and hat. David bought her a fur coat and hat from Svetlana’s shop.
There were only two of them and there was only so much they could achieve. But a good number of the men of Syktyvkar managed to kick booze and depression and a good number of Syktyvkar women became sexually liberated. The Russians are a handsome race and the alcohol free men were proud of their rejuvenated appearance. And even more proud of the appearance of their beautiful and now non-neurotic partners.
It was a rewarding time for Gabrielle and David. They developed a circle of true friends, they discovered Russian history and culture. For three months during the brief Arctic Circle summer, when the roads were clear of snow, they drove the Camaro slowly over the potholed roads. They named their children Svetlana and Ivan.
THREE MORE YEARS LATER
“Davey, we need to talk.”
Gabrielle was in her “Serious Discussion” position.
“These long winters and the bleak landscape are starting to get me down.”
“Me too,” nodded David.
“Wikipedia says there are a lot of depressed alcoholic men in Romania.”
“Then it certainly must be true. I’ve always liked Romanian food and music.”
“I’m sure Lord Vlad will be happy in the land of his ancestors.”

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