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Andrew Lake Part 1 (Repost) – My Kinky Chemistry Teacher

Hey guys, so my account was rejected by xnxx after I had posted this, so for the sake of simplicity I am re-uploading it here. I apologize for the confusion. Feel free to rate and comment again, and stay tuned for the next parts, assuming my account isn’t denied again.

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A Drunken Rape

Just a story I typed up based on an experience I somewhat had when I was a teenager. Not my best work, but I figured to try to type something new since it’s been so long.

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The Kissing Cousins

I had not seen my cousin, Fran, in some time so I was eagerly looking forward to visiting her in Ottawa on my vacation. We were born three months apart and were closer than a lot of brothers and sisters I knew. We could tell each other anything without fear of judgment. Even though she was really a second cousin once removed, or something like that, I felt a bit uncomfortable when I realized how physically attracted I was to her.
Fran developed a gorgeous figure as a sixteen-year-old. As little kids, our mothers used to bathe us together; as a teenager, she would grab a t-shirt or towel for cover if I happened by as she was sunbathing in her bathing suit. She had full firm tits, a slim waist and long lithe legs, and the biggest brown eyes I had ever seen. She was the focal point of many a jerk-off session. But that remained a carefully guarded secret.
Fran met me at the train station. The last time I saw her, she was a foxy 22 year-old. Now she was a magnificent 27. She wore a short blue skirt, just tight enough to make me a bit uncomfortable, and an oversized white shirt cinched at the waist with a belt. Her auburn hair was back in a pony tail and she looked very demur in her glasses. Although a stunner, Fran declined to show off her figure too much.
She smiled as she threw her arms around me and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek. I tentatively wrapped my arms around her, afraid I might squeeze to hard for propriety’s sake.
“How are you, Jon?” she asked, as we headed for her car. “Just fine,” I answered, hoping the hard-on she’d just given me would dissipate. “It’s good to see you, Fran.”
“Good to see you, too, Jon. What would you like to do while you’re in town? I have some things you might be interested in,” she said. Was than grin just a bit mischievous or was it just wishful thinking?
“I’d really just like to take it easy,” I responded. “Well, you must be hungry after that trip. Why don’t we go back to the apartment to freshen up and then I’ll take you out to dinner at Barbara’s place.” Barbara had been Fran’s roommate until recently. A pretty redhead, she was the manager at one of the city’s nicer restaurants.
“That sounds good, Fran, although you look pretty fresh to me.” She blushed at that as we loaded her car and drove off.
Fran had a one-bedroom flat on the twenty-third floor of f fancy apartment. The view of downtown Ottawa, with it’s mixture of old and new architecture, was magnificent. I showered and shaved and tossed on some comfy-casual stuff. At an even 6 feet and 170 pounds, I was confident about my appearance, yet I always felt somewhat awkward when we were together.
Fran was changing in the bedroom. “There’s wine in the fridge,” she called from behind the closed door. “Help yourself.”
“What about you?” I asked.
“I’ve got mine, she replied. Fran was not what you would call a good drinker. She got a bit giddy and flirty. In the past I might have been uneasy with that, but for some reason I felt tonight might just be different.
I took my drink and stepped onto the balcony. The late summer’s sun was starting to descend and a warm breeze passed. I turned and there was Fran! She was clad in a pale blue bra and panty set. I felt myself blush and immediately turned my head. I expected her to scream, but apparently she couldn’t see me.
The lingerie accentuated what seemed to be an all-over tan. Her firm tits bulged around the skimpy bra and the panties were cut quite high on the leg, revealing much of her lovely ass. I peeked back at her, feeling my balls twitch, as I watched her adjust her garments. God, what a beauty!
Fran reached for a bottle of lotion and poured some into her hands. She rubbed lightly starting at her ankles and slowly working her way up those stunning legs. As she approached her upper thighs she slowed down and reached for her wine. She threw back a healthy gulp and continued to massage her legs. She kneaded the lotion on her hips and gently on her inner thighs. Her fingers made little circles on her soft skin then moved on to her taut stomach as she closed her eyes. I reached into my trousers to rearrange my cock as she began to gently caress her tits. She unfastened the front clasp of the bra and they tumbled forward, pushing out of their confinement.
Fran dipped her finger into the wine and traced her half- dollar aureoles on each breast. I watched with great appreciation as her nipples became erect before my eyes.
Suddenly, Fran’s hand dropped back to her panties, pulling it aside to reach her now-wet pussy. I was amazed as she bent her neck to suck on one full tit, while her other hand furiously massaged her cunt. I was afraid I’d cum in my pants but kept watching as Fran shuddered her way to a quick climax.
As she came down, Fran calmly rearranged her undies and slid into a knit orange minidress. I almost dropped my wine over the balcony when she called out my name, “Jon, are you ready to go?” Was I!
“Are you okay, you look kind of strange,” Fran said, as I came in from the balcony. I was grateful the trousers were very baggy, thus hiding my still raging hardon.
“That’s some dress,” I told Fran. “You look very pretty tonight.”
“Why, thank you,” she said, somewhat puzzled. We never commented on each other’s appearance after the first “good-to- see-you, you-look-great.” It was hard to believe this angel had cum in front of me not five minutes before. She’d never realize the thrill she’d given me.
We took a cab to the restaurant so we could enjoy a few cold ones and not have to worry about driving back. Although we got a table almost immediately, we waited almost an hour to be served. I didn’t mind, though; the company was wonderful and Barbara kept the drinks coming. By the time the food arrived, we were very relaxed. We spoke of all sorts of things, our lives and interests, and our lack of love interests at the moment.
It was nearly midnight by the time we left. Ottawa is a sleepy town where they roll the streets up at that hour. We tumbled into a cab and headed home.
The smell of Fran’s perfume had been driving me crazy all night. Once inside the cab, she thanked me for a lovely evening. Her head came to rest on my shoulder and she sighed, closing her eyes.
My eyes traced her figure, starting from the spiked heels and slowly up the length of her body, admiring her attributes and wishing I wasn’t such a coward. But we’re so close, I argued with myself. How can I make a pass? She’d be shocked, she’d kill me, she’d never speak to me again — I came up with numerous reasons to keep my hands off. But then she’d nestle in a bit closer and emit another contented sigh and her dress would slid up those damned gorgeous legs just a bit more and I’d have to start reminding myself all over again.
The little old cabbie looked in the rear view mirror and must have thought we were lovers. I saw him smile and wink, as he suggested a nice ride through the park. Why not, I thought. Just to prolong this mild body contact was reason enough.
Fran’s dress had ridden more than half-way up her thigh and I wondered if I should try to rearrange it myself or wake her up. But she seemed so peaceful I just decided to enjoy the show. So stare I did.
“What are you staring at?” she demanded, suddenly awake. She tugged at the hem of her dress, trying to cover herself. It reminded me of her days as a modest teen. She seemed quite agitated. Oh, no, I thought, my worst fears are coming true. “I… I… nothing…” I stammered.
“Jon, I saw you staring at me. What on earth could you have been thinking of?” I could just see myself taking this cab right back to spend the night at the train station.
The driver sensed disharmony and sped to the apartment. Fran got out and stomped her way inside as I paid the fare and reluctantly followed.
I felt like a puppy who had just chewed up the master’s slippers and was waiting for the rolled-up newspaper. Fran was waiting by the elevator, tapping her foot, watching the lift’s indicator as it approached the lobby. Not a word was spoken the entire ride up. When the doors opened she brushed by me to unlock the door. When she didn’t slam it in my face, I took it as a good sign.
I sheepishly entered the apartment. “Close the door,” she huffed. She lock the door and turned to face me. Here we go, I thought. Excommunication from the family.
I couldn’t look her in the eye. “I guess you had too much to drink,” she said. Was she giving me an alibi? “I think I did, too.”
“After all, you’re just a man and there are certain things that a man will do, including ogling his cousin,” she began to grin.
“You’ve always found me attractive, haven’t you, Jon?” Uh- oh, better be careful here.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I answered still not look at here, wishing I were somewhere else.
“Well, you know, I really admire the way you turned out, too. My girlfriends used to talk about you when you came to visit. They’d talk about your arms or your eyes and I’d say, ‘I don’t want to hear this; he’s my cousin.’
“But they were right,” Fran said. She lifted my chin with her finger. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad.” And she kissed me quickly on the lips.
Our eyes met and we leaned into each other for another kiss, this one slower. Then another, deeper. Her tongue probed my lips until I opened them. My tongue met hers as they twirled together in joyful greeting. Caution went out the window.
The kisses became more emphatic as we stepped closer together, pressing our bodies together. ten years of fantasies were coming true as I felt the heat of her tits through our clothing. He nipples were hard as they pushed into my chest. My hands slid down to the small of her back and I tentatively reached for her ass. She moaned softly as a I squeezed her cheek, pulling her closer. I reached for the hem of her dress and slid my hand up her thighs. I couldn’t believe the moist heat coming from her pussy! Fran opened her legs to allow me better access while our lips were still pressed together.
I licked my way down her neck, nipping her nape. She shivered as I bit her earlobe.
“Do it to me, Jon,” she moaned. “I’ve wanted you to fuck me for years. Fuck me now!” Fran ripped open my shirt, the buttons shooting across the room. I kicked off my shoes and yanked off the trousers and shorts. After all this time I wasn’t going to put up any arguments.
We sank onto the living room rug, and I pulled her dress down over her heaving tits while pulling it up from the bottom. I ripped the panties and bra off her as she squirmed beneath me. My dick was threatening to break off.
I rubbed the tip of my cock along her slit. I had never imagined Fran’s pussy before, concentrating on her other assets. It was covered with a soft tuft of hair gently concealing her plump lips. She groaned and arched her back as she tried to get me inside her, but I continued to tease her.
“Stop that, please. Just fuck me. NOW!” She grabbed my as and pulled me right in. So hot, slick and tight. Unbelievable!
After a couple of minutes I felt the inevitable rush of cum. I warned her and she blurted out that it was okay, that she wanted to feel me pump it inside her. So I did. Long hard streams of cum jetted through me into her. She ground her pussy against me, grabbing my ass, working towards her own climax. “Uhh, uhh, uhhhhhhhhh,” she moaned as she rumbled towards ecstasy.
I was beat but happy. She was beat and hungry for more.
“I always wondered what it would be like with you, Jon,” Fran whispered, “and it was better than I ever imagined.”
With that she kissed my chest softly as she made her way down my stomach, swirling her tongue in little circles. I shivered when I felt her hot breath on my dick, waiting to feel her lips engulf it. She licked my crown lick a candy cane, in and out, lick, in and out, around. It was like no other blow job I’d experienced, so hot, wet and slippery. I could have happily filled her mouth but I had waited a long time for this.
I gently pushed her away and rolled her over. She seemed surprised. I straddled her chest and told her “I’m gonna fuck your breasts, Fran. I want to feel your soft tits wrapped around my cock. I want to rock back and forth until I cum all over your tits and face. What do you think of that, baby?”
“Oh, yeah,” she groaned, “do that to me! Please! Do it!”
“I want you to lick the head as it comes through your tit- tunnel. Keep it slick so it slides back and forth so nicely.”
Fran pressed her tits together around my cock. They were so soft and hot, wet with a combination of sweat and saliva. I went slowly at first, trying to make the indescribable pleasure last.
“I love getting my tits fucked,” she moaned. “It gets me so hot. Come on, push it, slide it in. I want your cum, cum all over my face, please. COME ON, GIVE IT TO ME, CUM, CUMMM, DO IT! DO IT!! DO IT!!! SHOOT IT ALL OVER ME!! OH, MY GODDDDD. DO IT NOW!!!” And with that she started shaking and bucking her hips against an imaginary cock. Her fingers flew to her sopping pussy where they pistoned in and out. I grabbed her tits and squeezed them around my dick. I pushed it forward and kept it in her mouth while she moaned to here next set of orgasms. The vibrations of her mouth set me off, and I managed to shove my cock back between her tits as I started to spurt, the hot load jetting onto her pretty face, as she whipped her head back and forth, landing first one cheek then the other. I sprayed my last violent shots across her tits and collapsed next to her, exhausted.
After a few moments to catch our breath, Fran turned to me. “Are you sure you can only stay the weekend?” she asked with a smile.

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THREE WAY SEXUAL PLEASURE ON SUNDAY

“This Sunday afternoon I want you to organize an erotic sexual experience for me. And I will organize one for you next Sunday afternoon,” my lady Sarah had told me. “Make sure it is exciting for me, even better make it exciting for both of us. You know what I like, remember your pleasure is my pleasure, and vice versa.”

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Son Helps His Mother Cope

Dennis awoke to the rattling of his train compartment. They were currently riding over a rough section of railing which had disturbed his slumber enough to wake him. He reached into his coat pocket and removed his cell phone to check the time. He was careful to tilt the phone so that to prevent the illumination from disturbing his cabin mates. He estimated it was sometime early morning due to the palely lit sky. His presumption was confirmed when he scanned the clock on his phone and read 5:23 a.m. He placed his phone back into the pocket from which it came and rubbed his sleep deprived eyes. The uncomfortable conditions in which the train held made sleep nearly impossible. He sat up slightly, as if to surrender to the battle of sleep, and scanned over his companions in the train compartment.
It was a smaller compartment; it seated four comfortably during the daytime, but became an unbearable fit during sleeping hours. Dennis was fortunate though, as he was able to stretch his legs across the booth styled seat located on his side of the compartment. He figured he was given this privilege due to him being the youngest member of the group.
On the opposite side of Dennis sat two traveling partners that had been forced to share the booth styled seat. One was male and the other was a woman. The male was seated as if he was prepared to eat at the dinner table, but was leaning in a direction which left his right shoulder pressed firmly against the morning-cold train window. On his left side sat the woman, who was also leaning towards her right attempting to utilize the male’s body for comfort. Her left arm had instinctively draped itself around the man, as if she was giving him some sort of half-hearted hug. They both apparently had found comfort as they were fixed in a deep slumber, made obvious by their slow relaxed breaths.
Dennis next shifted his eyes down to the female that was stretched out on the floor of the compartment. She had a blanket on top of her, that had been progressively pushed down her body during her deep sleep, so that now it was only covering her from her feet to her abdomen area. She was lying on her back with her hands pleasantly placed atop one another amongst her stomach. Her eyes were shut and her mouth was held open creating a raspy noise each breath in and out she took.
But these three companions of Dennis were not strangers, at least not complete strangers. The male female combination sleeping opposite of him are his brother and sister. The pleasant woman bunking on the floor would be his dear mother. I say not complete strangers simply because they are related through blood and are aware of each other’s existence. But if you placed those facts aside, you would truly get four travelers that were strangers. The Clark family had grown apart over the past years so much that each member had become unfamiliar with one another. If not for an unfortunate event, they may never have come together again.
The reason that this distantly-grown family was now traveling among the same train compartment now was due to their recently deceased father, Allan Clark. Allan was a lifetime explorer in a ways. He always wanted to do new things and travel all across the world. Having children had slowed him down a bit, but he would even take young Dennis along with him on his adventurous journeys. Dennis was easily the closest to his father among his siblings, and possibly even his mother. He knew everything about his dad and thought of him as a best friend and a great role model in his life. His father’s favorite quote was “you only live once.” He would say this to Dennis whenever he had doubts about anything. But it seemed Allan’s adventurous spirit had finally caught up to him. He had fallen rock climbing in France without using any rope. If there was anything good to say, it was that Allan went out the way he wanted to which was living life to the fullest and being adventurous.
But Allan’s unfortunate demise was taking an emotional toll on the entire Clark family except for Dennis. It seemed that Dennis’s close relationship to his father allowed him to understand that his death should not lead to mourning, but rather a joyous celebration of his incredible life. It was partly this as well as Dennis’s strength, both physical and mental, that kept him from being emotional over his father’s death. Allan was the strongest person Dennis knew in his entire life, and learned his own strength from him.
The train began to slow and eventually came to a stop at the Napoli train station in France. This was Dennis’s father’s hometown and now was to be the location of his burial. Later that day was the funeral ceremony for Allan Clark. Profound words were delivered by various people that had significant connections with Dennis’s father. Dennis delivered the greatest speech of all, leaving the majority of the audience in tears at completion. He hadn’t written anything down or prepared a speech. He just went up and talked about how his dad was the greatest man he knew and would ever know. Dennis, of course did not shed one tear throughout the entire ceremony, but could not say the same about his other family members. His mother, obviously, was having a difficult time holding herself together emotionally. She was clearly distraught from the loss of her life companion. Overall it was a beautiful funeral that celebrated the amazing life of an amazing individual.
Once the funeral and burial ceremony were complete, the family headed back to their house in Napoli. Allan Clark was a not just an adventurous individual but also a wealthy one. He was the CEO for a high quality outdoor equipment company in Europe. He owned property all over Europe and one of them was located in his hometown of Napoli. It had been ages since the entire family had been in this house. They only stayed in it for family reunions in Napoli.
The family was very somber through the rest of the day. They mostly stayed in their separate rooms and cried over the loss of their father and husband. It was becoming late, and the entire family had washed up and went to bed except for Dennis. He decided to retire about an hour later as he was exhausted from the lack of sleep on the train. He entered one of the two bathrooms amongst the house. This was the shared one with his siblings as the other was located in his parents’ room. He stripped down, showered, and dried himself off.
As he completed drying off, he took a moment to analyze himself in the mirror. Dennis was roughly 6’3 and weighed a solid 205. His pecks and abs were very defined as well as his biceps as he began to flex. His chest was somewhat hairy, but not overgrown at all. He had a great golden brown color to his hair which he slicked back in a business style. Because that was what he was. He had taken over the equipment company that his dad had and was a well thought of business man for only being 24 years old. His beard was neatly trimmed and kept at a very reasonable thickness. He turned around to check his ass as he always did. He loved to squat and knew it made his ass look irresistible to women. But most of all he focused on the area his father gave him. He played around with his cock and balls as he watched them in the mirror. He was blessed to have such a nice and large cock. He knew it was from his father as he had seen it many times before and was amazed at its size. He never trimmed his pubic hair as his father had never either. He thought of his great pubic collection as being just as impressive as his penis. Dennis simply looked up towards the ceiling and thanked his father for everything that he had done and given to him. Just as Dennis was about the brush his teeth, he heard a loud cry and then more loud sobbing. He quickly slid on a pair of shorts, with no briefs, and headed out of the bathroom.
He could tell it was coming from his mother’s room and he walked toward the door. He swung the door open and slowly stepped into the room.
“Mom? Are you alright?” Dennis blindly asked as he could not see much in the dark room.
He did not receive an answer but continued to hear his mother cry. He proceeded to her bed and sat on the edge of it.
“Mom? You okay?” Dennis asked once again.
“Come here sweetie.” His mother sobbed towards Dennis.
Dennis laid down next to his mother so that she could wrap her arms around him as comfort. She was crying hysterically and Dennis was unsure of what to do. So he just remained in this position. Mother and son hugging each other in mourning. Dennis didn’t say anything as he couldn’t think of the right thing to say. He hoped he was helping her by allowing her to hug him.
Dennis’s mother is named Kimberly. She is 48 years old and about 5’10. She has brown hair and is very tan as she hits the tanning salon often. She was a typical wife of a rich husband. She did not work but received all of the benefits of being rich. She had had plastic surgery many times, on her face, ass, stomach, and breasts. She did not appear to be 48 at all but rather about 30.
After a while, Kim fell asleep in this position and Dennis was stuck. He had not intended on staying here the whole night and frankly was uncomfortable sleeping like this. Once he was sure his mother was asleep, he began his escape. He gently raised his mother’s arm up off of him and placed it at her side. As he attempted to slide out of her grasp, he startled her. She was still asleep but dreamily wrapped her arm back around Dennis and pulled him tight to her. Dennis only had on a pair of shorts and his mother only wore a skimpy black night gown. He could feel her enormous breasts pressed against his chest. He could tell she was not wearing a bra, as her nipples were pointed against the thin fabric and were sticking into his pecks.
“Oh Allan. Yes. Hold me tight.” Kim mumbled in her sleep.
Dennis was now seriously concerned. His mother was dreaming that he was his father. He knew this wasn’t going to be good, so he furiously struggled to escape her grasp. She cried out a little and pulled him tighter and threw her leg over his body to really hold on to him. His mother was so close to him that he could feel the warmness that her pussy was emitting on his cock. Within seconds, Dennis had a hard on that was poking out of the band of his shorts. His mother felt this and instinctively reached down and grabbed Dennis’s cock in her hand.
“Ooo. Are you getting hard for me?” Dennis’s mom continued to say in her sleep.
Dennis didn’t know what was coming over him. He wasn’t fighting to escape anymore. Rather he was now enjoying this sensation. He knew he enjoyed it sexually, but played it off in his mind by saying that he was helping his mother cope with her loss by doing this. Soon enough Dennis was grabbing his mother’s ass and reaching his hand into her panties. All the while Kim was stroking her son’s cock and moaning in her sleep.
This fondling continued on for a few more minutes until Kim leaned her face in towards Dennis’s. She expertly guided her mouth to his without opening her eyes and placed her soft, luscious lips upon her sons. Dennis was startled by this development, as if this was worse than the groping. Passionately kissing his mother made it seem more serious to him, yet he did not make an attempt to stop. Rather he accepted her moist lips and even reciprocating the passion. This frivolous kissing went on for only seconds before Kim wanted more as she opened her mouth and aggressively thrust her tongue into Dennis’s mouth. Once again, Dennis was alarmed by this progression and did not immediately respond. After he regained his thinking, he began to join his mom in the passionate tongue wrestling. Dennis may have been partaking but in no way was he the aggressor. His mother was feverishly throwing her mouth about his and wrapping her tongue around his tongue.
During this mother son make out session, Dennis had become fully erect and was leaking an abundance of precum. As he simultaneously grabbed his mother’s ass and kissed her, he began to feel his load build within his balls. His mom reached back down and continued to stroke him as they both kissed. The resurgence of his mother stroking him created a serious problem for Dennis. He was going to cum, but didn’t want to. As soon as this thought entered his head, he began to realize what he was doing. Not only committing a terrible sin, but he was fooling around with his father’s woman. The man he idealized his entire life, and now he was completely disrespecting him just days after his death.
Dennis tried his best to contain his orgasm, but knew it was too late for that. He put forth a valiant effort, as it was not a typical orgasm for a male. The fact that he was attempting to not jizz, made his orgasm very anti-climactic. He retained a lot of sperm from holding back, but still quite a bit came oozing out and leaked down his shaft and onto his mother’s hand. He knew she was aware of the situation as her stroking had stopped completely and was now just grasping his cock.
“Oh, a little warm-up orgasm, huh?” Kim drearily giggled.
This statement planted fear into Dennis’s head. What does she mean warm-up? He constantly asked himself. He feared what he was warming up for. He didn’t want this to go any further, but it seemed it was too late.
Dennis’s cock never even changed shape after his orgasm. He stayed hard as a rock, and considering the taboo situation, it was no surprise to him. All of the sudden, his mom rolled out of bed and stood next to it. Dennis was uncertain of what was going on. Was his mother awake, or was this still part of her dream. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of her night gown and lifted it over her head. As she pulled it off, Dennis’s suspicion about his mom wearing no bra was confirmed. Her magnificent tits were now fully exposed in the minimal moonlight that was entering through a small window located high on the wall. Next she bent down and slid her black panties down her legs to her ankles. She stepped out of them and faced Dennis. He could now see her glorious pussy in the light now. He was surprised to find an enormous amount of pubic hair covering her vaginal lips. Her over the top bush turned him on even more. He didn’t think his cock could grow any further, but from the sight of his beautiful naked mother, it did.
She playfully jumped back on the bed and crawled over on top of Dennis. She slid his shorts all the way off of him and straddled his lower calves. She bent over, grabbed his cock, and placed it perfectly in her mouth. There was no hesitation on her part as she began furiously sucking his dick. With her other hand she began to play with his hairy balls. This went on for a few more minutes.
“Are you ready Allan?” Kim asked Dennis.
Dennis once again did not respond, but it didn’t matter as Kim was already beginning to get in position. She moved her ass further up Dennis’s body until her pussy was positioned right above Dennis’s erect cock. She reached down with one hand and straightened his penis so that it would align with her pussy. Again with no hesitation, she slid herself down on his dick until it was completely inside of her. At this point Dennis’s cock could not be seen. He looked down at the situation and only saw two large bushes of pubic hair interacting with each other. His mother continued to ride his dick and in minutes Dennis was ready to explode again, but this time inside of his mom. He wasn’t gonna hold back on this one. He grabbed his mother’s ass cheeks with his hands and squeezed them firmly. He was now aggressively slamming his dick into his mother’s pussy. She began to moan in pleasure and just as Dennis was ready to orgasm, he felt a strange sensation upon his cock.
It seemed that it was getting more difficult to thrust his cock into his mother. He then realized that she was also having an orgasm and her pussy was tightening on his dick. This created many dirty thoughts into his head that pushed him over his limit. He began to furiously cum inside his mother. His orgasm involuntarily made his hips thrust in and out of his mom’s pussy with more force and speed. He could feel every blast of cum release from his dick and knew his mom could to as her moans matched the streams of cum.
After the two’s orgasms, Kim collapsed on top of her naked son and began to snore again. Dennis knew she was really asleep now and figured he should leave. But this was a once in a lifetime opportunity that he wasn’t gonna lose. He flipped his mother over so that she was lying naked on her back. He wanted the get an up close look at her amazing pussy.
He was now kneeled in between her outspread legs investigating his mother’s vagina. He ran his fingers through her luscious bush. Something about how much pubic hair she had turned him on. He guessed it was because no girls anymore have bushes. Next he turned his focus to her large breasts. He wanted to do one last thing and then he would leave. He straddled her abdomen and placed his large cock in between his mom’s enormous tits. Dennis squished them together to create a makeshift pussy that he could fuck. He thrust his cock between her tits until he was ready to orgasm again. This time he simply closed his eyes and allowed the cum to go wherever it wanted to. After a few seconds of blasting his load, he reopened his eyes to see what had happened. His beautiful mother was lying there asleep with huge streaks of cum across her face and into her hair. There were also globs of semen resting on her ample breasts. Dennis was satisfied with this and exited the room after retrieving his shorts.
He knew he had done a terrible thing, but he felt the pleasure and one time experience outweighed the negative aspects. He truly didn’t mind to be a motherfucker, in fact, it now made him horny whenever he thought about it.

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A sexy bbw and her stepson

My first story also happens to be 100% fact!!!! Comments please
My name is lets say Kevin. I live at home and at the age of 18, I couldn’t help myself from being very attracted to my dads wife. She is gorgeous. A great beautiful face, kinky hair and tits that would make a preacher sin. We kinda flirted sum and I’m sure she caught me more than once looking at those tits, hell she may have been a slight tease, either way I got enuff view to give me sum jerk off material.
So one day I go to the movies and it’s a normal day. I leave and I gave my stepmom, Hannah a hug, carefully coping a feel. As I walk out, I have to slightly adjust my semi-hard cock. We watch a movie at the mall and I go home. As I walk onto the porch, there was a slight crack in the door and I peeked in to see Hannah under a blanket on the couch. My dad was presumably in another room. Hannah liked to wear nitegowns and often i would wonder if she kind of teased me sum.
Anyway I stood to try and catch a peek of anything through her nitegown blanket combo. As I watched tho, I realized she might’ve been masturbating! As I watched I saw my dad appear and was gonna go inside but decided to wait as Hannah was reaching for my dads belt buckle. Considering it was dark out with no porchlight, I figured I’d be safe to take my 7″ throbbing cock out and rub it sum.
I rubbed as before my eyes my innocent seeming step-mom was rubbing her covered pussy while she had my dads cock in her other hand, looking up and saying something. I was rock hard by now, and licked my hand. Hannah leaned up and gave his cock a slow lick. She said something and sucked the cockhead into her mouth. She sucked as he rubbed her hair. He tilted his head back as he thrust his cock forward.
I could feel precum and not wanting to waste my load, I stopped briefly and knew I made the right choice. As I could tell that Hannah had enuff of getting hernface fucked, she sat back and stood up. She was wearing one of my favorite nighties, a leopard print that showed as much cleavage as possible and the right angle was a sure pussy shot. She sat back down as she lifted her nitegown and removed it sticking his cock in between her tits. This was amazing, not only was I seeing
The woman I was amazed by naked, but shes fucking also!! Wow!
He fucked those big beautiful titties as she licked his head each time it came up. A minute later she stood up and said
“plz baby fuck my hot pussy. I’ve been so wet since Kevin went to the movies. Mmmm I’m not sure why, but right after he left my nipples got rockhard and my
Pussy got so fucking hot. I need a cock NOW!”
She turned around and bent over and I could briefly see that her pussy was shaved clean, and indeed she was wet! I couldn’t help but to think maybe I made her hot. I stroked my cock slow and easy as he fucked her hard from behind. But something happened, as he pulled her hair back he also screamed out
He was Cumming. She groaned as he pulled out and unloaded on her luscious tits. She was clearly pissed she didn’t finish.
“well babe I’m gonna take a shower, Kevin Shuld b here soon so keep decent”
He winked. She waited til he turned the water on, and once again played with herself. As she sped up, I swore I heard my name, and I shot my load. I birders through the door and scared her shitless. She was flustered and I came in and sat right beside her.
” hey check this out Hannah ”
I pulled out a joint of some killer hydro.
” I thought tomm while he was at work, we could have a good smoke and hang out?”
” I think ur dad would get mad if he knew we smoked some killer weed without him!”
The way she spoke I could tell she wanted to, and she was getting even more flustered as she thought about it.
” don’t worry Hannah, I can keep a secret if u can. This will b our little secret? No peer pressure of course haha”
” ok but it’s a secret. And did I mention u look really nice tonite?”
” thank you and I’ve noticed u look especially sweaty? Haha”
The next day I fired up the healthy lookin joint, and passed it to Hannah. I noticed she was wearing a Jean-type skirt. Not a mini-skirt, but certainly not in the long category. She was wearing a dark t-shirt, and I swear I saw her perfect nipples, no bra included. I wasn’t fornsure though. The erotic thot that she was a tease to her stepson caused a stir in my pants. I was pretty high, and I could tell she was pretty ripped. We laughed and joked as we finished the joint. Wow we were FRIED!!
” so Hannah, do u kno the exact color of ur shirt? I mean it’s a dark color, but what color?”
I laughed so she wouldn’t be offended or something. She looked down and said she wasn’t sure.
” do u not like it or something?”
” no I love the look of em” I blurted out.
” the look of… My shirt right?” she asked ll innocently. She had that innocent look, but I was starting to realize she was far from it.
I made it a
Point to prolong my gaze at her chest this time. I knew she was lookin at me, and I wanted to gauge her reaction. ” pretty much your shirt. And I bet u have a black bra to match, rite?”
This time she leaned forward a little bit and said kinda low,” I do have one but not today!”

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True Story

The rise and fall of a boy called Rave part 19

Like mother like daughter.
I waited by the school gates, wasting time smoking, it was my second cigarette of the morning. I was smoking more and more, I was starting to think that I would have to quit, it wasn’t really the money it was costing me or the health risk it was the simple fact that I was becoming dependent. Dependency, any dependency, worried me, it was a weakness and I would not be weak. I would have to quit but for now I took a deep drag enjoying the sensation of the smoke and let it out through me nose. I really didn’t like waiting, I really didn’t like wasting my time, but I was still under orders to help Helen and she was enjoying the power trip. When this was over I was going to have to do something bad to Helen just to hold my reputation, not that I wouldn’t enjoy it.
I stop waiting as saw Alyssa walking towards the gate, I stubbed the cigarette out on the wall I was leaning on. She hadn’t shown up for school yesterday, I don’t really blame her after what had been done to her, but Helen had made me send Lexi around to ensure she understood that hiding was not an option and would be very bad of her health. I half expected police involvement but Alyssa had clearly learnt enough about the estate to know there would be no help there, she was ours. Her hips swayed in quite an attractive way as she walked towards me and I stepped out from the wall. Her eyes wide with fear but to her credit she kept walk forwards.
I took her in, really took her in, for the first time. I had never really paid attention to her before she was a posh, annoying outsider to be bully or ignored, of course it didn’t help her much that she dressed like a geek leaving pretty much everything to the imagination. But while Helen’s claim to her was supposed to hurt the girl it did make her in a very small way part of the gang, we had a claim on her and that meant we had to look after her, even if she didn’t know it her stock had risen. The other gangs wouldn’t go near her without our say and I was looking at her, she may have been the very bottom rung but she at least had a place now.
With the way she looked I doubted that Helen would hold on to her for long before someone of rank decided to take her for their own fun, I was sure that Bex would love to play with her. Her skin was pale, near white, but this morning there was an ugly redness on her cheeks and around her eyes of someone who has been crying a lot. Her face was more pretty than beautiful, child like cuteness not a woman’s sexuality, lightly covered in freckles, but I knew plenty of lads who would love to destroy a face like that by forcing their cock passed those pouting lips and down her throat. Long pale blond hair running down her back and the baby blue eyes helped add to her appeal. I tried to imagine what her body looked like underneath the baggy clothes, the vision of pale, toned legs and a firm peach of an arse bent over a table being abused flashed through my mind. I wondered how long it would be before I got to see her properly naked, I really wanted to know what her breasts look like.
She was shaking slightly as I closed with her, and she had every reason to be. The back had slap I gave her wasn’t hard, if it had been she would have gone down and not gotten up, but it still rocked her head back. I took a handful of her hair and dragged her after me too shocked to even scream. I pulled her around a corner, the only people that hung out round here where the pot heads and not one of them would be in this time in the morning. I pushed her up against the wall pressing her face into the brickwork.
“You were told to come in yesterday to be told the rules, why didn’t you come in?” I hissed into her ear.
“I just couldn’t… I am sorry… I am so sorry… Please don’t hurt me.” she cried. I couldn’t stop myself from laughing at that.
“You are going to have to learn that when you do something wrong you get punished, believe me it is better that I slap you around a bit than the Harpy punishes you” I ran my hand along her arse feeling her flinch as I applied pressure to the batted flesh as a reminder of what punishment could be. I backed off and let her step away from the wall.
“I have been told to tell you rule one here, you are no longer allowed to wear panties, ever, so take them off and give them to me” I said in an almost friendly fashion. She looked at me dumbly for I few seconds so I began to move forwards. Her eyes flashed a look of panic and she began moving very fast, the was a rustle of her long skirt as her carves became visible followed by a tantalising glimpse of the white skin of her toned thigh as she pulled down her panties and help the white cotton out for my. I took them from her quivering hands, I let a slow smile spread across my face as I lifted them to my nose and inhaled deeply. It was for show, more the scare her than because I liked it but at that moment there was no sent better and I felt so turned on. I would have do bad thing to her against that wall if we did have places to be.
“Follow me” I ordered. I did look to see if she did, she was hooked now and would do as I said, I walked across the yard slowly spinning her panties around my finger for all to see. The steady stream of arrivals though the gate had grown, I nodded to the few that I should show respect to, a number that got smaller and smaller as I rose in the ranks of my own gang, now the where maybe a handful of lads still at school from any gang who held a higher rank than me and most of those I acknowledged where young thugs that I knew where good in a scrap, it did no harm of them to think we had a bond and a code of our own.
Dee was guarding the bathroom door, I made a mental note to slip him a little more next pay day, that was another reason I was going to do something to Helen she acted as if my crew didn’t need ‘over time’. I pushed open the door and let Alyssa walk in front into the room. Helen stood in the middle of the tiled floor looking perfect as always, that is until you realised that the smile on her faces wasn’t one of warmth or happiness but pure sadistic pleasure, it was far nicer to know Helen before you knew Helen. Sam hung around as always, she wasn’t as nice to look at but at least I knew when she smiled at me it was vaguely in a nice way. Helen gave me a look that said what kept me but she knew better than to talk to me that way now. I threw Alyssa panties at her and she snatched them out of the air. She held them at arm’s length with a look of distain on her face.
“If I ever let you wear underwear again slut you are going to have to learn a new word, it is call thong” she sneered at Alyssa.
“I don’t know” said Sam “I have some like that, I know a few lads that like white cotton, makes them feel as if they are taking something innocent. But after what we did I don’t think you can pass yourself of as innocent anymore.” If Helen had said it I would have been sure she was having a go but it wasn’t like that with Sam. She said it as if the assault on Alyssa had been nothing more than a normal sexual encounter maybe to Sam there wasn’t a difference anymore. She walked over and kissed Alyssa gently on the lips like it was nothing, Alyssa’s whole body was shaking, Sam stroked her face tenderly making soothing noises in the back of her throat.
“Let’s get this over with” Helen said breaking up the moment “take of your skirt slut, Now!” Alyssa was too far gone to question the order she just started to unzip her skirt. It slipped from her hips billowing out around her legs as it fell into a crumpled heap at her feet. Her school shirt was just long enough to cover most of her arse but that lovely little curve as her arse met her thigh was clearly visible along with those great legs. The vivid browns and purples of the fresh brushing stripped the back of her thighs, a memento of the last time she was Helen’s play thing.
“Pull up your shirt and show me your cunt” Alyssa moved slowly to Helen’s barked orders. “No this simply won’t do” Helen stepped forwards and pinched hold of the thin covering of blonde hair around Alyssa’s slit pulling it painfully “Rule two, no slut of mine can walk around with fuzz like this, it has to go.” She pulled out a shaver and passed it to Sam “clean up this girl would you.”
I know this makes me sound strange but watching Sam gently manipulate the buzzing shaver around Alyssa’s delicate slit at the time I was more interested in the practical application of how a girl shaves herself than the deep sexual tension it provoked in the room. Thinking back on it now it is a very arousing memory but at the time I had enough trouble shaving my face without catching skin and that seems a far easier task. Still Sam knew what she was doing, I am not sure if Sam ever had pubic hair or had just been shaving from the second she started to hit puberty. The slight vibration made by the shaver as it buzzed near Alyssa’s clit forced and involuntary little moan to escape her lips.
As this was going on Helen continued to issue her rules, Alyssa would dress in what Helen want as soon as Helen go around to getting her something slutty enough, she MUST masturbate at least once a day but after see came she must say Helen name, she would fuck anyone the Helen wanted her to, she was going to have to come to lessons where Sam would teach her how to be a good slut, she would sleep nude, the list went on and got into silly things that could never be enforced but somehow the fear in Alyssa’s eyes told me they would never have to, but it was basically Alyssa would do anything she was told by Helen or she would be punish and if she ever told the gang would come after her. The new command ended just before Sam turned off the shaver and examined her work. When Sam was done she lent in and ran her tongue along Alyssa’s now bald slit making the girl shudder.
Helen pushed Sam away roughly before she could do more, she ran her fingers hard over the shaved area “It will do for now, but you just wait until I introduce you to hot wax slut” I was not sure if that was a threat of bondage or a hair removal suggestion.
In the background the bell rung for first lesson, I really didn’t give a fuck about showing up and most of my teacher where glad if I wasn’t in class and the show was quite enjoyable, I could have watched Helen and Alyssa for a long time, but I was bored with taking orders for Helen. “Why the hell am I still here?” I asked.
“You can’t go” Sam said a little shocked.
“Why not?” I asked, looking at Helen not Sam.
“Well I was thinking” Helen purred not taking her eyes off the other girl “that my slut here has never really been fuck, not properly. She has been fucked by a horse and by me and defiantly by Sam but she never taken a good stiff cock, never had some spunk into her nasty cunt, she needs to get fucked by a real man” at last she looks my way “and I was thinking that you could use a reward for all your efforts.”
I looked Alyssa up and down slowly and was very tempted to just take her but what I said is “I do not rape” and it was true, it was one of my few rules.
“It is not rape, she can say no if she wants, can say stop any time, I will just have to come up with new things to do to her” Helen shot back.
“No, that is not good enough she has to want to fuck me. Do you want to have sex with me Alyssa?” I asked her. Alyssa looked panic her eyes swinging from me to Helen and back again.
“Go on tell him you want to fu…” Helen started but never finished.
“Shut your dog mouth Harpy” I roared, rounding on her. If nothing else this whole thing was worth it for the look of terror in that bitch’s eyes she was almost as pale as Alyssa.
“Well?” I said to Alyssa.
“Yes” it wasn’t even a whisper, it was barely above a squeak but it was there.
“I couldn’t hear that, do you want to have sex with me here and now?” I pushed.
“Yes” she breathed deeply “I want to have sex with you”
“That is all I needed to hear, take off your clothes I want to see you naked” I started to pull off my own. I am not sure why I did that, I did want to see her naked but sex in a bathroom was always a semi clothed frantic affair. I heard the tiny gasp from the girl as I took off my shirt, I was used to it the first time someone saw my scared skin covering the muscles of my torso, and exposing my chest. I looked at Alyssa expectantly as her fingers began to fumble with the buttons of her own shirt, one by one they came undone showing off more of her upper body, even with her breast still covered by her bra what was revealed as she slipped her shirt from her shoulders was very nice, pale skin as ever the soft curves of her hips and pelvis move up to her trim waist and stomach which was flat even if it had very little muscle tone, with a cute little indent for a belly button. Without her shirt her arse was exposed in all its glory and my hunger eyes lingered on it as I took in her feminine form.
I let my pants drop as she reached behind herself to undo her bra. It feel from her chest and down her arms reviling her breasts, they where good breasts, on the big side, more than a handful, but still a little too small for her hips when you looked close the was still a little bit of puffiness to her nipples that suggested more development was on the way, her nipple where darker than you would expect from her pale skin tone but it worked well with the flush of red that was now on her checks from embarrassment and arousal. Speaking of arousal her nipples where already stiff and where getting harder as she stood there, whatever else she was feeling the girl was clearly turned on. I slipped of my boxers and walked towards her.
My hands felt very big and rough as I ran them over her soft, warm skin. She was beginning to shake again, shake isn’t the right word for it, tremble is closer to it as I let my hands roam her body. I ran my thumbs in small circles over her breast making light contact with her nipples, she whimpered a little with each touch. I leaned in so our faces where almost touching but I left a little room so she had to commit, breathing heavily she move forwards letting me taste her lips. As I kissed her I ran one hand down her body letting it move slowly toward her slit. I ran my fingers along it feeling how wet she was, I slid my middle finger all the way into her dripping cunt without any resistant, she gave a small grunt of discomfort as she was still sour, the walls of her cunt clamped around it, her juices dripping down onto my hand, Alyssa was really getting off. I pulled my finger out and made a show of licking it clean, she tasted great and any other time I would have loved to eat her out but by now I was too far gone.
My need to fuck her was almost a physical thing now, I may have said that I do not rape but if she had begged me to stop at that point I don’t think I could, my cock was pressed hard into her stomach and needed to be in her. I move my hands around to her arse getting another grunt of displeasure as the brushed over the abused flesh, I lifted her as if she weigh nothing pushing her up against the wall. My hands on the underside of her thigh spread her as I pushed myself forward letting her legs rap around my hips. I lined myself up and thrust my hips forwards penetrating her deeply.
The look on her face was far closer to pain the pleasure with that first thrust, her teeth bared and her nose crumpled up in quit cute way, but that didn’t stop me. I thrust again and again and soon the look of pain was gone replaced by a sense of desperation. She was warm and wet and hot and very thigh, she felt so very good around my cock. I tried to resist the desire to speed up, I wanted to make this last for a bit but it was a losing battle as my body took over. Her moans took on a new pitch as she began to get close, her eyes drifted closed, beads of sweat dripped from the point of her chin running down between her breasts that bounced and jiggled with ever thrust, she was biting her bottom lip trying to keep the noise down but it wasn’t really working. Gods she felt good, I was fighting down the urge to cum.
Suddenly her eyes flew open, those baby blues staring intensely at me, and that posh little voice began franticly “oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, OH FUCK”. She peaked, her climax hitting in waves, now her body was really shaking even with me pressing her hard against the wall. The contraction in her cunt nearly push me over, it took a lot of will not to give in a climax right then but I kept thrusting. It was just as her orgasm had finish that I couldn’t hold back any longer.
My cock jumped inside her, my cum spurting into her, the sensation push her out of her post orgasmic glow a look of shock forming on her face. I held her there for a long time as my cock began to go soft inside her. I tried to set her down on the floor but her legs wouldn’t hold her and she fell crashing down onto her knees. I looked down at her patting her head affectionately she look up at me with something approaching a smile on her face. Cum, both mine and her, dipped out from in between her slightly spread legs.
“Clean me up” I said in a heavy spent voice, she didn’t seem to know what I meant but soon figger it out, her mouth going to work sucking and licking the mess from my spent cock. I looked around the room, Helen was trying hard to hide the arousal she was feeling but the telltale signs covered her body, Sam looked at me in open lust one hand playing with her breasts the other up under her skirt.
When Alyssa was done with me I got dressed slowly, she didn’t try to move from her place on the floor, no word where spoken but it was clear she was far from finished for the day. I slipped out of the bath room to the leering face of Dee, I took an half step towards him making him flinch like he had been hit, and promised that if they weren’t done by break I would send Gibby down to take over and went about my day.
That was eight days ago, eight day of watching Helen and Sam work on Alyssa making her more and more into the slut that Helen wanted her to be. It wasn’t an unpleasant thing to watch as she wore fewer clothes and did dirty things but all that time I was making my own plans. Tonight was a Friday, it was the night Helen planned to introduce her new slut to the gang, she had quit a night planned, but it wasn’t going to happen. Tonight was not just a Friday it was also a full moon and Alyssa might be the main event at a party but it wasn’t the one that Helen planned, she would be rolling the dice and taking her number and becoming a gang member and then Helen would have no claim on her. I had called in a few favours to do it but it was going to be worth it, I hadn’t done it for Alyssa sake I had done it to piss of Helen, but still it look like a nice thing.
I was walking in the rain across the estate, rain kept most people inside or underground but I did like the peace of the estate like this, almost dead. Aaron was waiting for me when I got to the flat I was heading for, Aaron was good at waiting he didn’t have the imagination to get distracted. Helen and Sam weren’t there yet, I put another black mark against Helen’s name in my head and wondered if I would let it go after what happened tonight or if I would keep going after her. They showed up in the end and we walk towards Alyssa flat and knocked on the door.
The woman who answered the door was mid to late 40’s, she was tall and blonde, there was something about Alyssa to her face but it was thinner and longer and her eyes had more green than the pure blue, but her skin tone was the same. Her clothes and makeup were of a better quality than what you got used to on the estate, she had somewhere between mutton dress up as lamb and posh totty feel about her. The look I was use to, a mixture of fear and distain, appeared in her eyes and she looked at the rough looking estate kids on her doorstep. “Is your daughter home please?”
I knew have to use my body language, I never touch her, but later I am sure she would have described it as we pushed our way in. The flat was the same lay out as hundreds all over the estate, as thousands all over England, and we found ourselves in the front room. The furniture was good but worn-out instead of the new but crap stuff you found in most flats like this. The woman was getting upset but could do very little about us. I was in a bad mood and the look of disgust on her face was starting to annoy me, I hated people that thought they were better than me, most of them were but that was beside the point, I lived by my code and in that I was top of the game, what right did other have to judge me. I know I was a bad person but I hated their weakness and their fear and that they still thought they were better than me.
“Alyssa get that sweet arse of yours in here right now!” I yelled down the hall enjoying the look of shock from the woman. Alyssa walked into the room sheepishly, embarrassed by what she was wearing, the shock on the woman face only got worse as she looked at her daughter. The skirt she was wearing was lacy and tutuish and was very, very short covering about as much of her lower body and her shirt had in the bathroom. It hung low on her hips so you could see her abdomen where her top failed to meet it and you would have been able to see her panties if she had been wearing any. Her top was strappy and barely covered her push up bra that forced her breast up under her chin. Her hair was in to long pigtails down her back, to be blunt I had seen street walkers more classily dressed, but she really did to very attractive.
“Can I at least put a coat on it is rain” she wined at Helen.
“Aye you can” I said before Helen could answer and then “What, you want her to catch her death? Anyway the reveal is better that way.”
That finally pulled the woman out of her shock “You are not going out of the house dressed like that! Who the hell are these people!?”
“They are the friends you wanted me to make” the bitterness in Alyssa voice was almost painful “please mummy can you just leave it alone?”
“Aye mummy just can’t you just leave it alone” Aaron mocked trying to do a girl voice, I couldn’t help but laughed that was the best his jokes ever got.
“Who the hell do you think you are?” she scream at him.
“Awww you made mummy mad” I said to him moving forward just to make sure the lad did hit her, he didn’t like it went people didn’t like his jokes. He snorted with laughter at my own humour. I took hold of Alyssa arm and started to move her towards the door.
“Where do you think you are taking my daughter?” she scream at my back.
“Well” I turned “I was thinking of her spending a night being violated and degraded by several large men, you know just to start off the weekend” Alyssa was bright red and then her mother did something that surprised me, she slapped me, not that I didn’t deserve it but still slapping me was asking for a kicking. An evil grin covered my face hiding the building rage that threaten to turn the world red, I forced it back down but left it burning in my guts I was going to do bad things. I let go of Alyssa and inch forwards.
“You know your eyes look real pretty when you are pissed mummy” I spat at her through clench teeth. I lifted my right hand bringing back, an arm wrapped around it trying to keep it still. I looked death Alyssa on the end of my arm, she could have held me if I hadn’t let her but I did.
“Please Rave, please she my mother.” She begged, I let out a breath I hadn’t known I was holding and turn to go.
“Get out of here at once or I will call the police” her mother said at my back and Alyssa face feel, I wasn’t going to let that one go.
“Go ahead call the pigs” I laughed “they don’t come around here or haven’t you got that yet. You are one of the unwashed scum that they don’t give a fuck about and even if they do show up I could take beat them to death in the street and no one around here would see a thing. You live in gang land now princess, we rule this place.”
She still grabbed the phone and started to dial, I almost let her just to prove the point but I needed to break something. I ripped the phone off the wall and sent it across the room smashing it into the wall opposite sending a shower of tiny pieces over the room. That finale got the look of abject terror from the woman I was used to getting when I raised my voice. I bullied her up against the wall, edging closer as she backpedalled away from me in fear. She was push up tight to the wall, my arms ever side of her head my face inches from her as she tried to look anywhere but at me and I still had yet to put a hand on her. A growl was coming from the back of my throat as I wonder what to do next, I have to admit that thing would have gone very badly if it hadn’t for Helen’s vindictive streak.
“Slut come over here and show your mummy what a great little pussy licker you have become” she said.
“What… god no, you can’t want me to do that… please” Alyssa said.
“Haven’t we been through what happens when you say no to me?” Helen shot back. With a little whimper I felt Alyssa begin to move behind me, I had to wonder idly how badly she had been fucked up before Helen got her hooks into her to be broken this badly so quickly. She crawled between my legs her hand lifting the hem of her mother long floral paten skirt until her head and shoulder disappeared beneath it.
“No, no, stop it at once, no stop, Stop! Please… stop” her begging stopped as her mouth changed into a startled O as her draughter found what she was looking for. Looks of shame, embarrassment and disgust warred on her face, eyes turned downward, hands desperately trying to push the shape under her dress away to stop the unwanted attention, but the looks on her face slowly gave way to one the look of repressed pleasure. Her hands fell to her side, her lips parted ever so slightly, her breathing became shape and ragged, her check flushed, her eyes briefly flutter up to look into my own as she gave more and more of herself to the sensation. She began to unconsciously rock her hips back and forward ever so slightly screwing her eyes closed, she may have been more than twice my age but she looked almost innocent then, I was very turn on and she look very attractive.
“stop” it was barely a whisper, my throat was so dry “Stop!” I shouted. The moan she gave out could have been mistaken for relief but as close as I was there was no mistaking the note of disappointment as Alyssa pulled back, she was all worked up with nowhere to go. She jumped as I grabbed hold of her chin forcing it up so she had to make eye contact with me.
“Do you want to have sex with me mummy?” The where little gasps from the women in the room, as normal it went over Aaron’s head.
“W…w…what?”
“Do. You. Want. To. Fuck. Me?” she tried to look down but I held her head still. She bit her bottom lip, she needed this, she wanted it, now all she had to do was admit it to herself. I began a slow count in my head, looking deep into her eyes, I had got to seven before she broke.
“I… I… yes I do.” She said.
“That is all I needed to hear” I winked at Alyssa as I said it “Aaron, Aaron! Yes you lad. See that the girls make it to the YM would you they have a party to get to, I have other things in mind and mummy here needs to be taught never to call the pigs” I was already was already taking the woman by the hand and letting her lead me to the bedroom. Aaron would do as I said, he couldn’t think of not doing, and shortly after I left the room I heard the front door slam. I was regretting not being there to see the look on Helen’s face but right now I had better things to do.
I pulled her around to face me as we entered the bedroom, I took a handful of her hair and pull her face into mine, our lips meeting, our tongues intertwining, teasing each other, gods this woman knew how to kiss. This woman, now that I point I was about to fuck her and I had no idea what her name was. I broke off.
“What should I call you or do you get off on being call mummy?” I asked
“A little but my name is Elizabeth”
“Well Ar’Lizzy I am going to fuck your brains out so how about you take off your clothes” I slipped my top over my head, again the little noise of shock upon see my body. She move quickly to undo her blouse, it was properly fear at seeing the scars but at the time I figured it for lust, and it slipped from her shoulders. Her bra was emerald green lace, her stomach was flat, her waist was thinner than her daughters and she had her own scar above her appendix. The skirt came next as I was taking off my pants and boxers. You could see where Alyssa had gotten that backside, there was a little more sag in it but hers was still something to be reckoned with. She was wearing a thong the match her bra which had been push to the side by Alyssa so that her slit was on show as was the glistening dampness there and on the inside of her leg.
“You have better tasted in underwear than your kid but it would look better on the floor” she reached behind herself and the bra came off. Her breast where good for some her age, although I had little to compare them to, hell they where good for any age they had filled out so they matched her arse giving her a sweet hourglass figure, like her arse the was some sag to them but not as much as I had expected at that age, her nipples where still pointing forwards and pointing they were. In the centre of her large auroras where rock hard nipples that seemed to be getting larger and harder the more I look at them. She dipped down to take off her thong making her breast jiggle in a very sexy way. I pushed her back and bent her over the bed with that pretty arse in her air.
I was on top of her strait away, I was in her moments later, her daughter tongue had done all the needed prep work but I would have took her dry, this was going to be rough. She wasn’t as tight as her daughter but she was just as hot and wet. I started to hammer her from behind pulling my cock almost all the way out then slamming it back in, she grunted with every downward stroke, ripples moving in the flesh of her arse as my hips slapped into it. I gadded a handful of her hair pulling her up off the bed making her arch her back as her body came up towards me. I reached around and grabbed hold of her breast, pinching and twisting the nipple as I used it to pull her closer to my body. Once she was up I put my arm around her neck holding her in place, in this position my thrust when nowhere near as deep but each on pushed the head of my cock up and down the front wall of her cunt stimulating her g-stop, she cried out in one constant wail as I kept pounding her.
Her hands came up above her head wrapped around mine play with my hair as she pulled my down to kiss and bite her neck. I moved my free hand down slowly over her stomach towards her slit. My finger found her swollen clit and began to play with it and she exploded. I hadn’t been expecting it when her climax came but it was big, she thrashed against my grip and the waves of pleasure racked her body, her scream going up in volume. I felt the warm wetness cover my fingers as the last shudders passed through her. I kept up the pace but moved my damp hand away from her clit and brought it up to her mouth where she happily licked and sucked her own cum from my finger.
I wasn’t close yet but I wanted to be, I let her go her body and she flopped back onto the bed face down, I grabbed her hips with both hands and went all out my muscle straining. I kept it up for some time, I could feel her getting close again, screaming into the sheets, I could feel myself getting close, but I didn’t want her to cum again yet and I didn’t want to cum in her cunt. I pulled out of her fast and dragged her from the bed forcing her to kneel before my. I used my thumb to force open her mouth and push my wet cock passed her lips and down her throat and began to fuck her face. She was gagging on my cock but didn’t try to shut her mouth as I fuck it, I didn’t last long. Just before I came I pulled out of her mouth sending spurt after spurt of my cum over her hair and face. She looked at me shocked for the last time that night, cum dripping down her face and chin onto her breasts. She absently lick her upper lip tasting the cum and began to move her hand to wipe some away.
“Leave it” I said “I know you are close, finish yourself of” she did as I said her hand moving down to her used cunt and began to play with it and I got dressed. I had just finished when she brought herself off shuddering on the floor. She stared hate at me as she came but if I had wanted round to she would have been mine, she was mine whenever I wanted her now. The hate may have been very real but it was covering something other than her lust, a deep sham and self-loathing emotion I was use to.
“Don’t worry about it” I said “this place is hell, it crushes of kills you, you and your daughter are just really part of it now, you just have to get use to hating yourself.” I turned and walked out, I didn’t make it to the front door before I heard her break down into sobs. I crush the rising self-loathing in myself, I had places to be and I wondered how pissed Helen would be.

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Fiction

The Island, Chapter 18

Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.

Fiction

Revenge is best served blonde Prt 5: House Call

It’s been a long time! I’m sorry it took so long. So much life and bullshit has happened. Sorry for errors I had to write a chunk of this on my phone! Hope you like it and I will continue (finally) Zach’s adventure. Leave comments for what you wanna see and I might just put it in the story!

True Story

Cave Exploring

Sister and Brother explore a cave in a foreign country. Brother needs “medical” help. Sister to the rescue..

Fiction

When the power went off

I was deep in thought, staring out the windows overlooking the bay. As I turned from the window there was an almighty explosion just down the street and the office went dark for a few seconds until the emergency lighting kicked in. “Everyone OK?” I asked as I went out to check on the staff. “Looks like lightning took out the power station on the corner. Everyone just hang loose until I can get some info. Stay where you are for now” I said as I left the office. Downstairs was chaos. Emergency services were already on the scene. No one was badly hurt but a couple that had been near the strike had minor cuts from flying debris. The security guard from the front desk was just coming back. “Looks like you get to go home early today. They won’t have power back until late tonight” he told me. “Thanks Karl” as I headed back up the 14 flights of stairs to the office. No elevators. They stopped automatically at the next floor when the power went off and everybody had got out unharmed, if somewhat startled at the sudden stop.
“Alright everybody, listen up. The power is going to be off until late tonight. The emergency system will give you enough time to save your work and log off. Then I want you to go home. You’ll have to take the stairs as the lifts are out. Leave by the south door to avoid the repair guys down there. You all have my mobile so ring me tonight to see about tomorrow. Take care in that storm.” I announced. It only took a few minutes until Laura and I were the only ones left on the floor. “What are waiting for?” I asked. “No rush, the trains will probably be out as well. See you tomorrow, boss” she said as she grabbed her coat and headed out. “Any more of that boss shit and you’ll be on of the chosen” I responded with a smile. She turned and pouted, gave me the finger, smiled and left.
I went around and turned as many lights off as I could. I wandered up to accounts on the next floor and they were leaving as well. I was about to leave when Michelle, the head accountant, called me into her office. “You seen this shit?” she asked as she through the memo onto her desk. She stood there with her hands on her hips, silhouetted against what light there was coming in through the windows behind her. I hadn’t noticed before how shapely she was. “Yeah, I’ve seen it. Not doing anything until I’ve upstairs to see the GM. He owes me for the savings and I won’t take it” I replied, wondering why I had noticed how good she actually looked. She opened her bottom drawer and pulled out a bottle and 2 glasses. “Fuck it. Lets have a drink for now and worry about it tomorrow” she said.
We had a few drinks over the next hour. Conversation ranged over lots of subjects. She asked about my past, as it was something I hadn’t spoken about in my time there. Suddenly I noticed that Michelle had undone a couple of buttons on her blouse, just enough to reveal the front of her white lacy bra. “Time to go, while I still can” I said as stood, a bit unsteady from the drink. “Where are you going?” she asked as I walked out of her office. I replied “Back to my office to watch some porn” as I headed off. Now where the hell did that come from I wondered as I wobble off down the hallway,
Back in my office I logged in to check the emergency power system. At 98%. Good for another few hours yet. I turned around and put my feet on the window ledge and leaned back in my chair. I must have gone to sleep as I was woken by the sounds of a woman screaming. WTF? I got up from the chair thinking I must have been dreaming, but a very pissed Michelle crawled into my office, laughing.
“Damn. I’m drunker than I Thinked” she giggled. I helped her up into the visitors couch. “Are you alright? I asked as she laid back. “Yeah, just tripped in the dark” she stammered, then she burst out laughing. She now had all but 2 buttons undone on her blouse, revealing a lot more than before. Looking down to avert my eyes I noticed her skirt had ridden up, showing the tops of black fishnets and suspenders. “Stay there. I’ll get you a blanket and see if I can rustle up some coffee” I said turning away so she wouldn’t see the effect she was having on me.
I stared out the window trying to gather my thoughts. I’d sat in numerous meetings with Michelle but never noticed her. She had long, slender legs, a narrow waist and what appeared to be ample tits. What was I thinking? In the food chain she was above me. I was startled out my thoughts by Michelle as she flung her arms around me from behind. Without thinking I put My arm around her to steady her. “Hey, no fare” she said, “Where’s the porn you were going to watch? I want to see some porn, NOW.” Thinking she was joking I asked what her preference was. “Oh I don’t know. Anal, how about anal? That unless shit of a husband of mine won’t stick it up my arse, so lets watch some anal” she said as she dropped into my chair.
Well, now what I thought. Here I am in a deserted office with an attractive woman who is pissed and wants to watch porn. Anal at that. Michelle tried to lean forward to reach my computer, in the process she rubbed against my stiffening cock. “Come on, where do you keep it. All blokes keep porn on their computers somewhere” she asked. “This is a monitored corporate machine. I would lose my job if they found porn on it” I replied. I went over to my brief case and took out an external drive. Next I unplugged the network so it wouldn’t be monitored. I can’t believe I’m doing this, I thought as I plugged the drive in. “There’s a good boy” said Michelle as she patted my crotch.
She tuned around and brought up the directory. My wife and I had built up quite a collection of porn over years, of all types. We used to watch bits and pieces occasionally to help get into the mood. I left Michelle to herself as I headed down stairs, trying to clear my head and my hardon.
I was on the 5th floor when I heard an odd sound. Karl was in the kitchen brewing some hot water on a portable camp stove. “It’s OK “ he said when I walked in. “I rang Teddy to come in early in case he was needed.” “good thinking” I replied, “I’ll sign off on the overtime.” “No need for that but thanks. No one questions security. We know where the skeletons are kept” Karl replied with a wink. “any of that water to spare?” I asked. “sure. Grab a thermos out of the cupboard and help yourself” he replied. SO I did. As I was walking out Karl called over “Don’t be spooked later on. Teddy and I will be wondering the building once the power to the security goes off.” “Thanks” I said as I left and headed back up to see how the drunken Michelle was doing.
Walking back through I could hear moaning coming from my office. When I got there Michelle had her feet up on my desk, legs open with hand vigorously playing with her pussy while the other was rubbing and pinch her now exposed tits. She had her head thrown back and was oblivious to my presence. I backed out and went into Laura’s office. There I made us each a strong copy. I heard Michelle gasp as she climaxed. I waited a couple of minutes before I took the coffees in.
“There you go” I said as put the coffee in front of her. As she picked up the cup I noticed her left hand was covered in pussy juice. “Thanks” she said sheepishly. On the screen of my computer a bloke with a large dick was arse fucking a young Asian girl, who was moaning intently. We both watched the screen for a bit, before I noticed that Michelle was glancing across at my crotch. It was then I realised that my hardon had returned. Michelle reached over and put her hand on my arm. “Like what you see?” she asked seductively. I was lost for words. Where was this going? Oh well, may as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb I thought. “On screen or off?” I replied.
Rather than be shocked Michelle reached over and started to rub my cock through my pants. She looked me in the eyes and said “You were gone so long I had to start without you”, all the while rubbing my cock that was now straining to get out. Michelle got up and came to stand in front of me. Was this really happening? She slowly pulled the zip down and put her hand in to stroke my cock.
“Wow. You’re much bigger than that wimpy dicked husband of mine” she said. That was it, I was putty in her hands. I leant forward and kissed her on the lips. Gently at first but before long we were swapping tongues. She never stopped stroking my cock the whole time. I put my hands on her waist and slip them up inside her blouse to my first feel of her tits. God they were firm, with the largest nipples sticking out I had ever seen in real life. AS we kissed and I played with her tits she started to stroke me faster. I broke the kiss. “If you keep that up I’m going to cum on your dress” I said trying to retain control. “We can’t have that now, can we?” she replied with that she dropped to her knees and proceeded to suck my cock. She was an expert at it let me tell you.
“God, I going to cum” I said through clenched teeth. She took me all the way to the back of her throat. I unloaded what felt like the biggest load I’ve ever blown. She swallowed every drop. When I’d finished spurting she slowly pulled me out of her mouth and licked me clean. I staggered back against the wall, totally spent. When I got my breathing back under control I said “That was absolutely amazing”. “Now it’s time to return the favour” Michelle said as she sat in my chair. I stepped forward and rotated the chair so she was facing me. I got down on my knees in front of her, put my hands under her legs and dragged her forward in the chair so her arse was on the edge. Not wasting a moment I dove between her legs and started to lick her sopping pussy. Michelle used one hand to play with her left tit while the other was keeping my head on her pussy. I licked her clit and tongued her pussy until she was screaming through her second climax of the night. I didn’t let up as the juices started to flow. “My husband has never made me cum like that. It was wonderful” she purred. I kept my mouth on her pussy but eased the pressure to let her recover a bit. I leant back and replaced my mouth with 2 fingers. As I slowly finger fucked her I could tell she was building for another climax. I slowed a bit to prolong the experience for both of us. “That useless husband of mine never ever gave me 2 climaxes in a row” she panted as she headed for her next one.
Feeling empowered I increased speed and pressure to bring her over the edge. She started to buck on my fingers and I felt her pussy spasm as she came hard. Some of her juices escaped and ran down her arse. I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and started to play with her arse hole. After a few minutes Michelle leant forward and we kissed. “Like that I asked as I continued to play with her chocolate hole. “Sure do” she purred. “Then you’re going to love this then” I replied as I shoved a well lubricated finger deep into Michelle’s tight hot arse. Michelle bit down on her lower lip to prevent from screaming out. Once she got used to it I started to slowly finger fuck her arse. It wasn’t long before she was moaning again so I slid 2 fingers into pussy to keep her moaning. After a couple of minutes of this I started to work a second finger into her arse. It was all she could take and climaxed again. While she was recovering I stood up. My cock was rock hard again and sticking out in front of me.
That’s when I noticed lights flashing around the office. Karl and Eddie were doing there rounds. I barely had time to turn the chair around so they didn’t see Michelle. “Hi guys” I yelled out, hoping to stop them coming to far into the office but it had the opposite effect. Karl came to the office door. “Just checking to see you’re OK. Thought we heard strange noises” he said. Right then Michelle decide to take my cock back into her mouth. “Yeah” I muttered, “just watching a couple of game reruns to kill time”. Michelle was now sucking my cock with all of her might. It was all I could do to keep a level voice. I thought Karl was going to come in further and catch us but Eddie called him to hurry up. “Have fun” he said over his shoulder as he and Eddie went off on their rounds.
“The thought of nearly being caught has got me so hot” said Michelle, “I want you to fuck my arse, properly this time”. I was rock hard and ready to go. “I want to fuck your hot tight pussy first. Then we’ll get to your tight hot arse” I replied. I undid my belt and pulled down my pants and boxers. I dropped back to my knees and hooked my arms under Michelle’s legs. As I pulled her forward on the chair I rammed my cock into her pussy in one thrust. We both let out a gasp. I slowly started sliding in and out of her tight pussy. The pace slowly increased until I was pumping her in a blur. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock as she stiffened and climaxed. I pushed as far into her as I could and stayed there while came down. Still buried deep in her pussy I leant forward and started to lick her tits. I could feel her pussy muscles trying to milk my cock. But I had other ideas.
“Still want it up the arse?” I asked. “Oh god yes” she replied. “Then ask me” I taunted. “Please stick your hard cock up my virgin arse and fuck me. Fuck my arse until I cum” she said. I pulled out of her incredible pussy and put 2 fingers back in. I pulled them out and used her juices to help lube her arse. This was unreal. Here I was about to fuck the arse of someone who until a while ago had been nothing more than a co worker.
I lifted her legs up and she grabbed them and pulled her knees back to her head, giving me complete access to her arse. I took my cock and guided the head to her back door. I pushed slowly until the head of my cock disappeared. I stopped to let her get used to it but she grabbed me a pulled me in further. It took a few strokes until I was all the way in. the feeling was incredible. ‘Now fuck me hard, fuck me until I cum, until I can’t cum anymore” she ordered.
So I did. I pulled almost all the way out then slammed back into her arse. We both gasped at the pressure. I continued to gain speed, in and out of her arse. I leant down on sucked first one nipple then the other as I pumped her tight arse. After a while Michelle’s moaning and bucking gave away that she was about to cum. When she did it was too much for me and with a final thrust I exploded deep in her arse. We stayed there like that for a few minutes while we recovered. A leant in and we kissed passionately, my now softening cock still buried in her arse.
“So this is what you get up to when I’m not around?” came a voice from the doorway. It was Laura. I was caught with my pants down, cock still in Michelle’s arse. Before I could gather my thoughts Michelle says “Oh Laura, he’s a wonderful fuck buddy. You’ll love what he can do with his tongue”
“You know I don’t usually do men, but if he’s as good as you say I’ll let him eat my pussy”. With that Laura reached behind her and undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She stepped over her skirt and walked towards us. Michelle still had her legs wrapped around me, keeping my cock in her arse. Laura grabbed my head and directed me to her pussy. I had no option but to lick and suck her pussy. As I did I started to get hard again. Michelle reached out and started to play with Laura’s arse. Laura started to moan and hump her pussy against my face. Michelle says “Laura, he’s getting hard again. You have no idea how wonderful it feels to have the real think up your arse. You really should try it”.
My head was spinning. Here I was buried up to my nuts in tight arse while eating pussy. Life doesn’t get much better than this. Laura was rapidly approaching climax as was Michelle, again. Laura was pulling so hard on head I was learning to breathe through my ears. Laura humped my face hard the exploded. That’s when I found she was a squirtter. That pushed Michelle over the edge and she came, tightening her grip on my cock with her arse. I lasted 2 more thrusts before exploding in her arse for the second time tonight.
Laura stepped back and looked at Michelle. “Was it really that good?” as she started to rub her tits through her top. “No” replied Michelle, “it was better.” Laura moved in and literally shoved me out of the way. She then got downs on her knees and started to eat Michelle’s sopping pussy. As Michelle approached release again Laura looked at me and said “you must be good. I’ve never known her pussy to be this wet or juicy” then went back to licking Michelle’s pussy. A few slurps later Michelle came again. She was totally spent. Laura got up and looked down at Michelle. “My turn now. Move your arse” she said. “Give me a couple of minutes to recover first” panted Michelle. Laura looked at me and my semi rigid cock. “Then you’ll have eat my while she recovers” said Laura as she lay back on my desk. “Well come on, get on with it” ordered Laura. Before I knew it I was bent over eating Laura’s pussy again for all I was worth. I alternated between finger fucking her pussy and licking it. I was using her juices to lube her butt, but there wasn’t much need as she was relatively loose back there.
Michelle had gotten up off the chair and was whispering in my ear “The bitch doesn’t do men usually. Stick your hard cock into her pussy without warning and hang on” she said. The thought intrigued me so I started to plan it. I reached back and made sure my cock was hard and lubricated with her juices. Then without warning I stood up, rolled her onto her stomach and shoved my cock as far into her wet hole with one thrust as I could get. Laura was so shocked all she could do was gasp. I could feel her pussy muscle working on my cock but I wasn’t about to let her go. Michelle slapped Laura’s arse and looked at me. “Now fuck her as hard as you can. Try not to cum in that tight pussy as she’s not on the pill.” “Yes ma’am” I replied as I started to roughly fuck Laura. I was lost in the moment. I wouldn’t normally treat a woman this way, but something told me she both needed and wanted it.
Laura got into the swing of things and started pushing back to meet my thrusts. Michelle was standing next to us playing with her pussy. She had a glazed look on her face when she suddenly stuck 2 fingers up Laura’s arse. The effect was immediate. Laura started to cum. Michelle kept wriggling her fingers around in Laura’s butt as she climaxed. I was getting close to blowing again, and Michelle must have read my mind. “Stick it up her arse. She likes that” purred Michelle. So without warning I pulled my cock out of her pussy and Michelle pulled her fingers out of Laura’s arse, grabbed my cock and guided it to Laura’s arse. I went in all the way to my nuts. Laura’s arse was slippery and hot but still tight. I started pumping her arse for all I had as I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long. I grabbed Laura’s hips so I could really pound her.
Soon Laura was moaning and shaking about to climax. Michelle got down between Laura’s legs and planted her mouth on her convulsing pussy. The combined efforts of having her pussy sucked and her arse fucked were too much and Laura had one of the largest climaxes I’ve ever seen it went on for 4 full minutes. As she started to come down Michelle reached around and started to play with my arse. That was all I needed and I emptied my load as deep in Laura’s arse as I could push it. My legs buckled and I collapsed on the floor, panting. Michelle crawled over and kissed me passionately. I could smell and taste Laura’s cum on Michelle.
Michelle tenderly helped Laura up off my desk. “So, how was it?” asked Michelle. “It truly was sensational. But I didn’t get to taste you” replied Laura. “The night is still young” replied Michelle. My cock was slack and I didn’t think I would be up for any more tonight, but as Laura and Michelle started to kiss passionately I started to get hard again. They were each playing with the others pussy and it wasn’t long before both girls were moaning and grinding on the others hand.
Then out of nowhere Laura produced a huge double dildo. She guided Michelle down to the couch where she started to work one end of the dildo into her pussy. Then she climbed up on the couch and lowered herself onto the other end. Soon their pussies met and they started to fuck each other. It wasn’t long and I was starting to get hard again.
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Diary

WE ARE PLEASURED BY SYLVIA AND JULIAN

Two weeks later as promised my partner tells me she has arranged a lady for our pleasure.
“Noah was magnificent, a ten-inch sex machine, very hard act to follow,” she tells me as we shower together and tease each other to prepare for our new lady.
“Let’s see if our lady today can match his prowess. She has told me many wonderful things about her libido and sexual abilities. She has even hinted that she is bisexual. Might be rather exciting.

Fantasy

Modern Mage – Chapter 8

Another chapter for those who have been following the story. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Many of you may be angry with me for how the chapter ends but it’s the right choice for the story as it unfolds. Like i said I’m letting the story unfold at it’s own pace as it comes to me and not forcing it in order to keep the quality of the tale and writing up. If you like the story or not, let me know. Leave a comment at the end, or if you want to send a PM to me, my forum name is the same as my author name. I appreciate the feedback I’ve gotten so far and continue to read any I get. While I may not always agree with what someone says I do consider it before making my decision.
After we finished eating Sindee and I got cleaned up and dressed for the day before taking Marcus to do the same at his dorm. Today was the day I decided to try and awaken Sindee. This wasn’t something I was undertaking lightly. Awakening a mortal mind to the greater world was as dangerous to them as it was to person doing it. If we were to continue our relationship, Sindee needed to know what I was and the danger that put her in. I didn’t expect to fall in love; it just snuck up on me. I hadn’t let myself feel anything beyond friendship for anyone in the last 5 years. My heart was walled off like a tomb since that horrific night. Sindee didn’t wear away at my defenses; she just entered my heart right past the wall as if she were the air I needed to breath.
I’d chosen to head out of town toward Red Rock Canyon, it was a nice climbing and hiking area on the western edge of the Las Vegas valley. Being late in July, the heat would be keeping almost everyone who may have headed out there at indoor climbing centers so there would be plenty of privacy for what we had to do. When we got there, we drove out onto the scenic loop taking the side road out to Turtlehead Peak to make sure no one was likely to come by at an inopportune moment.
Once we parked I grabbed the water and a couple of camp chairs from the trunk of the car. If I was going to fracture Sindee’s reality I wanted her to be comfortable. The three of us headed into the rocks to find a place to set camp, so to speak. It took only a few minutes to get comfortable before I knew I needed to start.
I took a few breaths to focus my mind and get my thoughts in order before I pulled on the Magick. I spread my senses and touched Marcus’s mind, linking our thoughts to allow us to act as one. Once the link was formed between us, allowing us to communicate silently, we connected to Sindee’s mind just enough to monitor her surface thoughts. We didn’t want to invade her privacy. This happened in the space of a few breaths and I began to speak. “Sindee, I have to tell you something that you will most likely find unbelievable. Despite that, I assure you, everything I’m about to say is true and if you need me to I can prove it beyond a doubt.”
“Andrew, that’s not the most comforting thing you’ve ever said to me. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt for now but speak plainly and quickly,” was Sindee’s reply. I admired her directness. She is such a kind loving woman you forget about the steel in her spine unless she has reason to show it.
I took one deep breath and started, “Magick and Mages are real, they exist in this world alongside all the other Myths and Legends such as Vampires, Werewolves and all the others that are too numerous to name right now. I know from that statement alone you’re thinking that I’m some kind of lunatic or that the trauma when I was sixteen is starting to have an effect on my mind. I assure you that I’m perfectly sane.” Her surface thought were a scramble of mixed emotion, everything from thinking I’m crazy as I said, wondering what she’d do if she lost me, debating on hearing me out and believing or running for the car and taking off for town. Those swirling emotions were a good sign as it showed that she wasn’t closing her mind to the possibility. “I’ve known all of this since shortly after our first meeting. The incident that cost me my family was the trigger for the Awakening of my power as a Mage. Think it through with your brilliant mind, I’m sure you’ve seen things in the hospital or other places that didn’t seem to make sense but you dismissed them as a coincidence or they are still nagging you at the back of your mind.” Her thought shifted again to bodies that disappeared from the morgue, blood supplies missing from the hospital.
The her mind brought up a couple of memories of me, the speed at which I recovered from the injuries that put me in the hospital, the complete lack of scarring of any sort where the staples and stitches had held my flesh together. Another image entered he mind, the single white rose with a petal the color of her hair. These images were all good signs as she seemed to be accepting everything that I had told her thus far. Sindee started to speak, “This isn’t possible, it makes no sense. How can any of this exist without everyone knowing it? I know mentally that everything you say is impossible, but I also can’t deny the memories I’m thinking about.” She continues to babble a bit, arguing both sides to herself.
I decided that now would be the right time prove to her at least some of what I was telling her was fact and hope that he mind accepted it. If it didn’t I would lose her and break both of our hearts as it would be the only way to protect her from my reality. I reached into my own connection to the Magick as well as drawing power from Marcus, using more Magick from the Spheres of Mind, Spirit and Prime. I connected more deeply with Sindee and brought our minds into sync with each other wrapping her mind and mine with the feeling and sense of my Avatar. Once this was accomplished I touched all nine Spheres and shared with Sindee what we only spoke of in the past. I first shared with her my feelings for her, letting her see that my heart was hers to do with as she pleased, that she could crush me at will. I had never left myself so open a vulnerable to anyone before. The next thing I share was my memory, vivid as the day it happened, of my Awakening. I was suddenly cast out of her mind and felt myself flying backward through the air. I sense of motion stopped as my back erupted in pain. Right before my head smacked into the same thing my back had and I backed out, my last thought was that everything went wrong and the backlash was killing me as I heard or felt several minds shouting in my head at once, too many minds.
I don’t know how long it was before I opened my eyes again, but it had been a little while. The sun had moved across the sky a fair distance and my skin felt like it was on fire. I tasted copper in my mouth; my body ached as if I had been crushed under something all day. I tried to connect to the Magick and couldn’t touch it right now. While this was a concern, I was more worried about what had happened to Sindee. I looked around quickly, regretting the hasty movement immediately as my head exploded in pain and my vision filled with stars. I didn’t care how much pain I was in, I forced myself to my feet and moved to find her. I spotted Marcus first, he looked worse for the wear but he was starting to move himself. This told me the backlash must have been worse than I expected as I had set up the spells to drawn any backlash to me. My concern for Sindee jumped threefold as I realized what that meant for her. Most Mages, myself included, who knew enough of Life Magick to heal themselves would either carry something to heal or have a spell hanging in the event they were injured. I spotted Sindee almost immediately after the concern spiked in me. She was still sitting in the chair exactly where she was when I started the explanation, not a scratch on her nor a hair out of place. I’d never seen anything like it when a spell went wrong enough to throw other participants at least thirty feet from where they started.
I staggered over to where Sindee was sitting, needing to check and see if she was alright. The memory of my Seeking haunting me as my alternate-self yelled accusations at me saying that it was my fault, I didn’t protect her, she was gone because of me. Fear was riding me like never before. I had been afraid during the attack at the cabin, but this fear paralyzed me and I reached out to check her pulse. I fought this fear, placing my hand on her neck, my heart was pounding so hard I couldn’t feel her pulse over my own. I was staring at her angelic beauty, hating myself for attempting this with someone as precious to me as Sindee was when her eyes slowly opened. My heart leapt for joy that she was alive before sinking in fear again not knowing how she was going to react to the truth of the world around her.
I saw the color of her eyes had changed to a darker gray, looking like storm clouds on the horizon with little flecks of silver warning of the power stored with that storm. There was a sense of peace and knowledge in her that told me without using Magick that she had accepted the truth, I still was afraid of what that meant for us as a couple. My fears were alleviated as Sindee leaned forward slowly, gently brushing her lips to mine, the doing so again as her right hand reached up and cupped my face. She continued to deepen the kiss gently and slowly. A sense of peace and need for her settled over me as I kissed her back, running my tongue along her lips then both of us deepening the kiss as we explored the other’s mouth. We continued to kiss and I ran my hands through her long silken hair and around her body. I dropped to my knees in front of her and embraced her close; wrapping my bruised and pain wracked body around hers, never wanting to let go again. As I held Sindee I felt the pain flowing out of me, just having her near was enough to allow me to ignore the pain of my damaged body.
It was sometime later as the sun moved toward the western horizon when we finally broke our embrace. I looked into her eyes again and tried to tell her how I felt, how much she meant to me. After making several false starts the words that finally came out said it all in their simplicity, “I love you.”
Sindee’s smile could always light to room, but the one she gave me then outshone the sun and all the stars combined as she replied, “I love you too Andrew, heart and soul.”
We stood and walked over to Marcus, his clothing looked a little worse for wear but the time Sindee and I spent in our embrace he put to good use. His skin was healed to pristine condition, the only sign of anything having been wrong in the first place was damage to his clothing and the bloodstains surround it. This brought my mind back to my body and the damage that had been done to it. I realized that there was still no pain and that I didn’t have the coppery taste of blood in my mouth any longer. We climbed into the car and I drove us back into town slowly. We were all silent as the road passed under us. The sun was down by the time the city lights lit the sky ahead of us.
Sindee has a lot of questions as we drove and I explained as much about the world I knew as she asked questions about it. She was most curious about the Magick and how it worked. I took my time to explain everything I could during the drive. We stopped and picked up a bunch of takeout as we hadn’t eaten anything since morning. Marcus took up some of the explanations filling in gaps where he knew things I didn’t. We all passed the night talking full of energy, from where we didn’t know.
We were still awake and talking when the sun rose. The day passed quickly as some of Sindee’s other friends including Natalie came to visit and it turned into an impromptu yard party. Just friends hanging out, drinking, swimming and eating together like an extended family. Once again I spent most of my time staring in wonder at Sindee, thinking out how lucky I was that I had her heart as she had mine. I decided to do something I’d been planning since waking up that first morning looking into her eyes. When I had a few minutes I made a quick phone call, then thinking about the next day, I smiled and put my phone away. I asked Sindee if she had anything she needed to do during the day tomorrow as well as telling her I wanted to take her out for a proper date. She was excited by the prospect as we hadn’t had much time to go out due to our opposing schedules. Fortunately for me, my business allowed for some flexibility as I worked with all the worlds investment markets and primarily with long term investments.
When the night came to an end, everyone settled down throughout the house, crashing where there was room once the guest room was in use. Everyone slept like the dead, none more so than Sindee, Marcus and I as we’d been up for two days before the party wound down. In the morning everyone got ready for their days and went in different direction. I took Sindee to the Forum Shops just to take her for a small shopping spree. We had hit several store getting clothes and accessories for the both of us. Sindee had come out of on boutique with a sealed garment bag, refusing to let me see what was inside. She told me it was for that evenings date and I didn’t get to see it until then. While we were running from store to store I made a few other calls to make arrangements for the evening. After our shopping spree I dropped Sindee off at home and after carrying her backs in for her I told her I’d pick her up at 7 for our night out.
I wanted to look my best for this evening, more so I wanted to look my best for Sindee. I had chosen a tailored Armani suit in black with an emerald shirt and a black tie. I chose platinum for the watch and tie clip. This look was simple but suited my dark hair and eyes. I couldn’t wait to see Sindee and I nervously paced Marcus’s dorm room waiting to go pick her up. I arrived at her house precisely at 7. I felt nervous as a schoolboy picking a girl up for the first time as I approached the door and knocked. Natalie opened the door and looked surprised at my appearance before closing her jaw that dropped and informing me that Sindee would be out momentarily. I waited in the entry for her to come out.
When Sindee came down the hall into the living room I was struck silent by the vision before me. She had chosen an elegantly simple full length dress that hugged the curves of her upper body, becoming a flowing skirt from the waist down. It was deep blue, dark against her fair skin and red hair. Her eyes seemed to shine silver like a full moon over the empty desert night. The neckline dropped just enough to show off the infinity loop I’d given her resting just above the swell of her breasts. Her silken copper red hair braided down her back with a few loose strands framing her angelic face. I stood there staring for a minute or two before remembering how to move and speak. I handed a bouquet of roses to Sindee from which she handed to Natalie and she stepped forward to tank my arm. I finally managed to find my voice again and speak, “There are no words to express what I feel when I see you other than to call you my angel and even that isn’t enough.” I took her hand, bringing it to my lips as I bent down to kiss the back of it the way a gentleman should. My heart was pounding in my chest again, not from fear or nerves but just from being in her presence.
Sindee smiled and blushed at my words and actions as I lowered her hand between us without letting go, laughing she replied, “You clean up well yourself.”
I walked her to the door to head out. When the door opened I was watching her face as she saw the first surprise of the evening; a black stretch limousine to travel in for the evening. We got into the limo and headed out for the evening. I took her to the City Center resort for dinner before we went out dancing. I was the envy of every guy in the club as no one could keep their eyes of the heavenly beauty that I was fortunate enough to love and have love me. My only concern the whole evening was ensuring that Sindee had an unforgettable night. We caught a late show after dancing for a while. At the end of the evening we returned to the limo and the driver took us up to the Resort at Mount Charleston. They had these cabins with great views on the mountains and the valley below them. When we arrived at the resort a concierge came out with the key to the suite I arranged. Before heading to the room we walked out onto the canyon terrace, once there I could feel my heart in my throat and I was positive Sindee could hear it beating through my chest. Once we walked out to the rail overlooking the canyon below and we were alone as I had arranged to have the terrace closed for the evening I turned so that I was facing Sindee. I slipped my hand into the pocket of my jacket and pulled out a ring box. I flipped it open quietly with one hand and then knelt before Sindee holding the box so the ring faced her.
“I have told you how much I love you, shared with you those feelings in the way I am uniquely able to do. From the first day we came back together I have been in love with you so much that it scared me. After spending the time together we have, I want you in my life if you’ll have me. Sindee Erica Grey, will you do me the honor of marrying me?” As those words left my mouth I felt intense relief and eternal dread as I waited for her reply.
The moment between asking her to marry me and hearing her decision felt like an eternity in a single breath. No more than a few seconds passed as I could see the tears in her eyes and her chest rise as she took a breath in to speak her answer…..

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