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Cameron in class

Cameron and I sat in class with our history teacher Mr Brooks. Only the three of us were present as the rest of the class had gone on a field trip with the other history teacher. I had convinced Cameron not to go on the field trip because I thought it would be boring and I wanted company. Cameron is behind me sulking, apparently regretting his decision.
We sat in silence watching the seconds tick away on the clock. Mr Brooks sat at his desk in front of the class pecking at his keyboard writing emails or some such thing. Suddenly his phone started to ring. He picked it up and went out into the hall to talk. He came back in in a hurry after only a few seconds. He told us his kid was sick and that he had to go pick him up from school. He said he’d be back with his kid before class was over and that a sub would likely fill in for the remaining class periods. Finally he told us to be good then left, shutting the door behind him.
I turned around in my seat and faced Cameron. He sat with his arms crossed staring back at me. I raised my eyebrows at him. I got up from my seat and went to the door. I locked it. As I walked back to Cameron, he stared at me wide eyed.
I arrive at the side of his desk and tell him to get up. He looks up at me so I repeat myself. Cameron stands up. Our bodies are only a foot from each other. I stare into his eyes for a few seconds before grabbing him by the collar, pulling him in for a kiss. He leans into me and I lean into him and soon our mouths open up and our tongue tangle and we become inseparable. I grab his butt in both hands and pull his body against my own so that our hard cocks rub against each other through our shorts. Cameron trails a hand down my chest to my shorts. He undoes the button then slowly pulls the zipper down. Cameron breaks the kiss and stares at me, obviously about to go down, before I remind him that we might not have much time. Then I run one my index fingers between his shorts covered cheeks.
Cameron kisses me again while unbuttoning and unzipping his own shorts. He pulls them down, along with his underwear, to mid thigh. He turns and bends over his desk, supporting his weight on his elbows, showing me his anus. I put two fingers into my mouth and cover them in saliva then I bring my fingers down to Cameron’s anus and stick one in. He gasps a little as I probe around, pulling the finger out then pushing it back in, hoping to find the prostate. I pull the finger out completely for a second before returning it along with the second finger. In and out and in and out and then I hit the prostate. Cameron moans audibly and thrusts his cock against the desk. I pull both of my fingers out of him and rub the tip of my own throbbing cock, still covered by my briefs, against his anus. Cameron looks back at me.
I rub the bottom side of my brief shielded cock between bare Cameron’s cheeks again and again before Cameron tells me to hurry up and fuck him. I pull my briefs down to my ankles along with my shorts and step out of them. I rub Cameron’s lower back and thrust the tip of my cock at his anus just softly enough not to enter him. I try to tease him as long as I can, but Cameron pushes himself back towards me and my cock slides into him. He and I sigh together. He stops and I push my self in slowly and steadily until my pubic bone is in contact with his tail bone. I pull my self out half way then push my self back in faster than before. Cameron groans. I wait a few seconds before pulling my self farther out and pushing my self faster in. Cameron moans louder than before. I reach under him and stroke his cock while I pull my self almost entirely out before thrusting my self back in with enough force to make a sound. Cameron moans perhaps too loud so I bring my hand to his mouth a stick a finger in. He sucks it eagerly. I begin to thrust my cock in and out of him at a quickening tempo. Cameron moans into his my hand while still sucking my finger. The only other noise is the clapping sound being made by our colliding waists. Cameron raises himself up onto his hands so hes nearly standing. I lean forward and kiss his neck. I put both my hands on the desk next to Cameron’s and put my weight onto them and thrust harder and harder. Cameron turns his head towards mine and once again we kiss, tangling our tongues.
Cameron thrust forward and came onto the desk. His cheeks clenched my cock and I came inside him. I moaned into his mouth and he moaned into my own. I put my weight on one of my hands and brought the other to Cameron’s hard, but deflating cock. I stroked it a few times covering it and my hands in cum then brought it to my mouth and licked some of the cum off. Cameron licked off the rest then we kissed. I broke the kiss with difficulty. Cameron knelt in front of me and cleaned the cum from my cock with apparent hunger.
Cameron stood up and pulled his pants and underwear up as did I. We kissed until we heard Mr Brooks’ kid making noise down the hall. I sat at my desk and Cameron sat behind me then we both stared at the clock.

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TWO HILLBILLIES FIND SHEEP

Two Hillbillies were hunting with no luck. Then one of them saw a sheep with its head caught in a fence. One hillbilly looks at the other and says, “Let’s have sex with the sheep.”
The other one said, “ok.” So when the first Hillbilly is done he turns to second hillbilly and says, “Your turn.” So the second one sticks his head in the fence.

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Oh so naughty 2

That night I lay in bed, tossing and turning, punishing myself with guilt for what had happened. Who was I to try to corrupt this young girl, albeit she seemed willing enough?
Her parents had befriended me (but then Liz didn’t know how much I wanted to fuck her) and I was a lot older than Nancy.
It was wrong and after a while I resolved that enough was enough. There would be no more incidents.
With that, I drifted off to sleep. Manfully ignoring the little voice at the back of my mind telling me how good it had been, and it could be better yet.
Next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed and well rested, despite my turmoil of the previous night. It was a Sunday, so with no work commitments I planned on lounging around all day, possibly watching some sport in the afternoon.
Around 10am, there was a knock on my patio door and I discovered that the sport had come to me!
Standing on the step was Nancy.
Quickly, she slipped into the room and closed the doors, pulling the curtains shut behind her. She turned to me and smiled;
‘There we are!’ she said, ‘now no-one can see us’
She was wearing a knee length summer dress, with a blue floral pattern which seemed to match perfectly with her pale blue eyes and long blond hair.
She looked stunning. The innocence with which she looked at me, combined with the smile of anticipation at the wickedness to follow made a potent mixture. There was no way I was going
to resist.
She stepped forward, put her hand to my cheek and kissed me gently on the lips.
‘Time for a 5?’ she asked, and tilted her head to one side.
She was so cute, yet so wicked I could scarcely believe it.
I gave in to my lust, as I had always known I would. Putting a hand on each shoulder, I gently turned her around so that her back was towards me.
I leant over and whispered in her ear; ‘Well my dear, I think we should start a little lower and
work up gradually, don’t you?’
I began to kiss the back of her neck and nibbled gently at her ear.
With one hand I began to unbutton her frock from behind.
She began to breath heavily as my kisses worked their magic and as I kissed her she began to lean back into me.
Her dress was fully unbuttoned now, and I gently ran my hands back up to her shoulders, grasped her dress and slipped it off her shoulders. As her right shoulder was bared, I moved my lips to it and kissed her gently.
She shuddered at my touch, as I murmured; ‘This is still only a 2, you know. Are you ready for a 3?’
Without waiting for her reply, I slipped my hands round to her front and cupped her beautiful young breasts. The fabric of her white lacy bra was soft to my touch, her breasts firm beneath it.
Her breathing quickened as I massaged her young breasts through her underwear.
With one hand, I felt for the clasp, and opened her bra. As the white lace fell away, her tits sprang free and bounced gently. Looking down over her shoulder, I began to massage her once again. She had small breasts, but with a promise that as she got older she would have a fuller figure. Her nipples were dark pink, and sticking up hard under my gentle rubbing.
I carried on undressing her, always keeping one hand in touch with her warm bare flesh.
Her dress slipped off her slim hips to the ground and I turned her around to face me. Soon her white panties had joined her dress on the floor and I licked and kissed her beautiful young body.
‘This is a 4 now’ I whispered as I lay her back onto the bed. I started to lick her young breasts, carefully avoiding touching her stiff nipples. Round and round I ran my tongue, going close but never quite touching those pink rosebuds.
My hands slipped down her body and stroked and caressed her. Slipping my hand underneath her, I grasped her soft little ass and squeezed as I eventually allowed a stiff nipple to slip into my warm mouth.
Rolling it around gently between my teeth I nibbled and sucked as I squeezed her ass.
I moved over to her other nipple and did the same. She was gasping and moaning quietly now. Savouring my every touch and welcoming the new sensations she was experiencing.
I let her nipple slip from my mouth and began to kiss down her chest. I nuzzled gently at her midriff and moved downwards.
I could smell her excitement by now, and as I reached the small bush of pubic hair her legs opened and she presented herself to me.
Her pussy was glistening with moisture as it peeped at me through her wispy hair.
I placed one gentle kiss on pussy, and lifted my head to look into her eyes.
Her face was flushed, and her eyes wide.
I uttered a single word: ‘5’, and lowered my head to her young pussy. She moaned as my lips touched her body and she came there and then. Her young body spasmed as I licked her cunt
and kissed her pussy, gently to start with, then gradually building up the pressure.
‘Oh fuck!’ she cried as my tongue pushed her lips apart and entered her.
She tasted so sweet as I ate her out. I tried every trick I knew as I kissed licked and stroked her to orgasm after orgasm.
My cock was straining to get free from my trousers, so I lifted my head from her pussy.
I stood up and slipped off my shirt, unbuckled my jeans and slipped them to the floor. My cock strained against my shorts as Nancy raised an arm and began to stroke me. Come had begun
to seep from my cock and formed a damp patch on the front of my shorts.
She ran her finger across the damp patch, pushing the fabric against my prick. The cum seeped through and a tiny droplet formed on the front of my shorts. She took one finger and gently wiped the cum onto her finger. Laying back on the bed, she looked up into my eyes and put her finger to her mouth.
She tasted my salty juices and smiled up at me. ‘6’ she whispered, ‘Now!’
I knelt down onto the bed, parting her legs to kneel between them.
I took a pillow from above her head and slipped it beneath her ass.
Her eyes never left my face as she watched my slow, methodical preparations. When all was ready, I leaned forward and over her young body. I allowed my prick to touch her body.
She shivered as with one hand I guided my cock slowly up the inside of her thigh towards her.
As my cock reached her lips, I gently pushed inside her, just parting her a little.
She reached up and grabbed her hands behind my neck and arched her back to present herself to my cock.
‘Please’ fuck me now’ she pleaded as she tried to impale herself on me. I moved my hips away so that only the tip of my cock was inside her.
As she arched her back, she wrapped her legs around my back and gripped me tightly.
Her pussy was so warm and wet as I decided it was time. Slowly but steadily I pushed forward, my thick cock sliding into her. Slowly, I slipped in deeper and deeper. There was little resistance as all 8 inches gradually disappeared inside her.
Nancy was moaning with pleasure now and I slowly began to draw myself back.
With gentle but steady strokes, I pushed into her and began to fuck her slowly.
As she became accustomed to my cock, I increased the speed and pressure. After a while, I was fucking her hard as my cock pounded into her.
She was hot and tight. It was like slipping my cock through hot butter.
As I thrust deeper and deeper, she came again, and I could feel her muscles tighten around my cock.
That was enough for me, as I shot my load into her. It seemed like I was coming in bucketfuls as my orgasm went on and on.
Time seemed to stand still as waves of pleasure washed over me as I forced my cock into her.
After I finished, I looked down at her beautiful young face. ‘That was just for starters Nancy, you’ve no idea what I have in mind for you’
She looked up at me and whispered:
‘oh yes please Bob. ‘

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Incubus

Lara lay in her bed staring at the deep red velvet canopy that hung above the dark oak four poster bed she was attempting to sleep in. Outside the wind and rain whipped the window panes and shook them in their frames. The whole house seemed to move and creak as it was battered by the storm. She pulled the duvet up around her and rolled onto her side desperate to sleep. She never slept well away from home and it was made even harder in this old guest house with its hard bed and cold draughty rooms. High up on the Yorkshire Moors, it must have been hundreds of years old she guessed, with its low, beamed ceilings and dark rooms not helped by the small leaded windows, that were now shaking so violently she was worried they would fall from their centuries old frames.
Lara was unimpressed by all the history around her, she would have much preferred a modern hotel in a bustling city somewhere but this is where her best friend had chosen to get married and where tomorrow she would be performing her duties as maid of honour. She must try and get some sleep, she thought to herself. She didn’t want to be immortalised on the wedding photos with bags under her eyes!
It was at precisely that moment that the window flew wide open, its old hinges creaking loudly with the effort and the heavy red velvet drapes billowed into the room as if they were weightless. The blast of cold air hit Lara making her shiver and her skin goose bump. She felt her nipples brush against the cotton of her night dress as they hardened in the cold wind. She began to sit up in bed, preparing to brave the wind and rain that was pouring in to go and shut the window. As she did she saw, through the darkness, a small shadow come rushing in from the storm and flit silently across the room towards her. But as it slowed to a halt beside her bed, the shadow rapidly grew until in the darkness beside her bed she could see the outline of a man. Lara froze, her blood running ice cold as she let out a piercing scream, but it was carried away and lost on the winds of the storm that now swirled and filled the room. The figure leant slowly forward and softly placed his lips to Lara’s throat, and with that she lost consciousness.
Slowly Lara began to come around. The first sensation she gradually became aware of was the gratifying warmth of the air on her stone cold skin, it wasn’t just her skin that felt chilled, she felt bitter throughout her flesh, deep into her bones.
Under her back felt cold and unrelenting. At her slightest movement she felt the coarse surface grate at her flesh. The realisation that her shoulders and hips ached caused her to attempt to bring her arms and legs in close to her, but as she drew them in she felt a sudden tightening around her wrists and ankles as her limbs came to an abrupt stop and she felt a sudden panic rise within her as she realised she was restrained. Immediately she was fully awake, her eyes wide open, searching the darkness desperately, trying to work out where she was. She struggled frenziedly against her bonds but the more she thrashed around the more the ropes tightened around her ankles and wrists. Her eyes stung as tears formed and scalded her as they ran down her cheeks. She tried in vain to twist her head round to look behind her as she became aware of a low, flickering light becoming gradually closer and brighter from the rear of the room. Soon the source of the light hung directly above her tear stained face and she could see now it was the flickering glow of a candle within a lantern. It was held by an ethereal figure that loomed over her. His skin was pale almost to the point of being translucent; his eyes were dark, deep set and lifeless with no hint of emotion; his jet black hair fell in soft waves to his shoulders. His naked torso was pallid but toned and he wore black leather trousers secured with a heavy studded leather belt.
The figure reached down towards Lara’s face with one of his cadaverous hands and she felt him scrape one of his long claw like nails up her frozen cheek, collecting her tears on his talon. As he raised his hand away from her she could see that the tears he had taken from her cheek were formed of pure red blood. The figure raised his finger to his lips and slowly licked the tears of blood from the nail. As he did so he closed his eyes and let out a small groan of almost sexual pleasure. Lara, watching him, frozen, wide eyed with terror, began to cry silently again. The tears rolled down her cheeks and this time a few tears began to trickle into her mouth, as they did they warmed Lara’s frigid mouth, the taste of the blood was exquisite to her and the warmth began to spread from her mouth and down her throat enflaming her whole icebound being.
The creature, if that’s what he was; Lara had decided whatever he was, he was not human, went by the name of Incubus. He moved around to the foot of the table to where Lara’s feet were tied to each corner with a slim white rope, her knees were bent so that her heels touched her buttocks and her thighs and lower legs were bound to each other so she was unable to move from the position that forced her buttocks up to the edge of the table, leaving her sex exposed and vulnerable. Her arms were stretched wide above her head to the corners of the top of the table, causing the firm mounds of her breasts to be thrust upwards, her frozen nipples erect.
Incubus placed a long fingernail at Lara’s throat and languidly trailed it down her body, between her breasts, over the gentle mound of her stomach to her groin where he let it glide softly between the lips of her pussy. Lara found she wasn’t afraid; deep within her chest she felt some kind of connection to her captor and she craved his calm, composed touch. Incubus cupped her breasts now with his skeleton like hands, his flesh as icy as hers. As he massaged them firmly Lara arched her back as much as her bonds would allow, pushing herself upwards into his touch. Still cupping her breasts he took her hardened nipples between his thumb and forefinger and slowly rolled them, squeezing them hard as he did so. Lara gasped with pain but lightning bolts of pleasure were shooting from her tingling breasts across her chest. Between her legs, wetness began to glisten on her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Incubus stepped back and dropped to his knees at the foot of the table. Continuing to move deliberately yet delicately he parted the lips of her pussy with his fingers and tasted her wetness with his tongue, which felt to Lara as smooth and cold as marble. She groaned with pleasure, the vulnerability of being powerless to move fuelling her arousal; this stranger that she felt such a mysterious affinity with igniting a passion in her she had never experienced before. Having tasted her, Incubus placed a lingering, delicate kiss upon Lara’s aroused clitoris; her head tipped back with the overwhelming pleasure mounting between her legs, her pulsing clit sending waves of tingling pleasure down her thighs and up into her stomach and she moaned softly. Gracefully he ran his tongue downwards, past her desperately aroused pussy towards her ass. Lara felt herself tense, never having been touched there before, but still there was no fear; she instinctively trusted him and allowed herself to relax and enjoy the unfamiliar gratification he was providing her. As he reached her tight hole and she gasped with surprise as he probed her with his tongue, but soon she was mewing with bliss, letting out a tiny moan of disappointment as Incubus stepped back from her.
Lara heard the sounds of Incubus undressing and in moments he was once again stood close to her at the foot of the table. Lara could see he was completely hairless and his cock was fully erect and he held it in his hand. Moving even closer to her he placed the head of his swollen cock against her tight ass and slowly but firmly pushed against her. To Lara he felt far too big, as if she would never be able to accept him inside her and she whimpered slightly at the raw pain of him stretching her and again the scalding tears began to roll down her cheeks; but Incubus was unrelenting and as he thrust more firmly against her the head of his cock was deep inside her ass. Lara let out a cry of pain but at the same time delighted in the pleasure of feeling so full of her captor. She felt filled and stretched in a way she never had before, deep inside her, up in to the very pit of her stomach, and the tears that fell now were from a mixture of not only pain but complete euphoria. The endorphins that were flooding her body made her light headed and after the initial shock had subsided she yearned to feel Incubus even deeper inside her. Incubus did not disappoint his captive; with each thrust he rammed his cock further and further into Lara’s ass, making her groan hard as he pumped her until his balls were slapping against her as they fucked. Lara’s back stung as she was rubbed roughly against the crude wooden table and her wrists and ankles burned as she was slammed against her bonds by the force of the pounding she was receiving but she didn’t care, she had never felt pleasure like it and mixed with the searing pain it was simultaneously inflicting upon her, her body felt more alive than she ever had before. It was as if every nerve ending in her body was being stimulated and she was physically and mentally overwhelmed. Lara knew it wouldn’t be long before she was cumming hard and the feeling of complete restraint as she writhed against her bonds just spurred her on even more.
Incubus reached a hand to her pussy and with the lightest of touches placed a single finger on the tip of her craving clit. She couldn’t help but cry out with the intensity of the arousal as he did so and as he tenderly brushed his finger against her in tiny circles she was tipped into the most breathtaking orgasm she had ever experienced. Incubus placed his free hand over her mouth, suppressing the screams that involuntarily came from his prisoner and this served to intensify her pleasure. He continued to fuck her ass, brutally now, as she climaxed. Lara felt completely at his mercy both externally as she was secured by his bonds but also inside herself as her body submitted completely, accepting his cock filling her deep within herself. As she reached the height of her orgasm Lara shook violently as the pleasure surged around every part of her being and she completely relinquished control. As she came Lara’s already tight ass clenched around Incubus’ cock and with that he exploded deep inside her filling her with his scorching seed.
Lara was filled with an intense heat and she knew from the way his cum seemed to thaw her frozen core that something about her had changed, she somehow didn’t feel quite human; all her body heat had left her and yet she had never felt more alive………

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