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Fantasm

Amandine

Chapter 1: the starting point
I am 25 and I work for a company that does social researches: people behavior, response to a particular situation… During election times, we can conduct polls. 80% of our business comes from food brands: what does the consumer need? What are the flavor that he prefers?…
What I do in this company is quite simple: I collect data. I am not really found of my job but it does not bore me, I have a decent salary and most of the time my works hour are really correct. If I say most of the time it is because of the project I am working on. Basically, I have to look people sleeping. There is an atmosphere of mystery behind this project: we do not know who it is for or why. Rumors say that it is for a pharmaceutical company which does trial on a sleeping pill. Others say it is a test for different mattress.
The idea is quite simple: people have accepted to have a camera in their room for a year and to be taped sleeping. A bedroom is quite a private place so they have a remote control to shut down the camera for 3, 8 or 12 hours in a row. All people that have accepted this weird demand are single. So if there are two people (or more) in the room, the camera identify it thanks to heat control and shut down by itself, unless if someone working for my company (as myself) turn it on manually. But when we do that, every one of us has a personal code: if we are tempted to turn it on for the show down, big brother will know who did it. I think you understood it, everything is done to keep the privacy of the “subjects”. If things are not getting hot, we are expected to turn on the camera.
If I have accepted to work on this project is for several reasons. First of all, sometimes we have to watch people sleeping in direct. I am not a weird guy but this means night hours salary… I can also work at home (download the video and look at them on my personal computer). And most of all, I have a lot of free time. As I do not need to sleep a lot, I do not have to catch my night working hours. As I want to become an engineer, I work on my computer skills on my free time.
We are three to work on this project (as “data collector” of course). And we have agreed all together to always work on the same subjects. I consider myself as the lucky one. My luck is the subject of this story and she has a name: Amandine.
Amandine is a brunette single mother. As you can imagine, she is gorgeous. She is a petite brunette with what seems a killer body. If I say “seems” it is because I haven’t actually seen it, yet. And it is obvious that she does what she can to hide her assets from the camera. At the beginning.
During the first month, all of the subjects were obviously too aware of the camera. They were turning it off for any purpose, Amandine including. But as everyone was forgetting the presence of the Eye, she was obviously not. I cannot say why I have this feeling because like anyone, she was less and less bothered by the intruder. From the beginning, I had a particular interest on her, which is perfectly understandable: we all spend more time on what is interesting at our work and in mine, everything was the same except of the look of my subjects. On that topic, she had a better hand that anyone else among my subjects. But my interest on her increase when my feeling persist: she was (almost) always aware of the camera but she would act as she was forgetting it.
At the beginning, it was nothing; and maybe it really was nothing. A drawer left open. An untied bed. Her pajamas on a chair. And then it was the door of her bathroom not totally close, but not open enough to let me see her, or I could see her walking out of her bathroom only covered with her SERVIETTE because she had forgotten her clothes in her room. I find women dressed like that really sexy. As I was watching her the first day that this happened, I had quite a boner waking up in my pants. But nothing more happened.
One Sunday afternoon, I was at work, watching at my subjects on “direct” as Amandine walked into her room. She closed her door with the lock, something she did not do a lot. And open a drawer of her desk. Before I can see what she was looking for, she turned off the camera. For three hours. Most of the time, this means sex, or masturbation. And from my “knowledge” of her, this was not an exception. She never locked her door, and when she did she was turning off the camera for 3 hours. Every time. What was new in this pattern was the drawer. I had to review the scene several time to find what was really weird.
She comes in her room and locks her door. Normally, she would take the remote of the camera on her left, in its usual place, and turn it off, but here no. She walks through her room, passes her bed, straight for her desk and the drawer. She opens the drawer and the camera is shutting down. What I missed the first time was the remote of the camera on the side of her bed. When she passed it, she took the remote without me seeing it. It has been three months that I have watch her living in her room and I consider that I quietly know her. I have even witness several time her strange relationship with her daughter, but I will talk about that later. The remote is always at its place (close to the door when she is not in her room, and on the table beside her bed when she is in), never on the bed. Never. Except this time. I had to go back to the morning to see how the remote had ended on the side of the bed. She put it here when she put her shoes. Usually, she sits on her bed an put her shoes but this time, she knelt at the end of her bed to put her shoes. As she had the remote on her hand, she put it on the bed. One month earlier, I would not have notice it. But if there was one thing that I had learned from the project I was working on at this day, it was that habit was though, especially morning habits. You are not totally wake up so everything you do, you do it automatically. My findings were confirmed by two signs. The first one was the quick look to the camera when she had finished to put her shoes. It was a look, but too quick to be a “normal look”. She did not want to be seen looking at it. The second sign was the little smile she had when she automatically put her hand on her bed to pick up the remote but living it where it was. Again, I could have believed that she used her bed to stand up but it was too much coincidence at once…
So I waited; three hours.
When the camera turned on by itself, nothing unusual was on the screen. She was sleeping on her bed, dressed. I was expecting something, I do not know what but I was disappointed that everything was normal. If everything was normal, I may have been wrong on my reading of her behavior. I hate being wrong. So I look closely.
I have only one thing to say: Oh, my.
I first zoomed on her face. She was not sleeping. When you sleep, your eyes are moving by themselves, fast. Hers were not. I aimed a little lower and I looked at all her body, closely. I cannot say that I never was tempted to do that but I did not do it until that day. I liked what I see. Her bra was unfastened. She was wearing a shirt but obviously she had unfastened her bra at a point during these three hours. Her shirt had only three button on: I could see the color of her bra, black, and her belly button on a perfect belly. The button of her jeans was open, all of them but without discovering too much – just that her panties were matching. And at last, her legs were slightly opened. Obviously she had enjoyed the services of her hand.
I looked at her like that for fifteen minutes, with a raging hard on. She was not showing a lot but this was one of the hottest things I had ever seen on a screen. I was beginning to jerk off when she roll on her bed. Her left hand “naturally” went on her right breast and massaged it for three second, through the fabric of her clothes. Until that day, I was a little (just a little) ashamed of watching her more than my others subjects. That was why I did not acknowledge what I was seeing even to myself. But when her hand were rubbing her breast, one think was obvious: she had big breasts; too big for her little hands, perfect for a man hands.
I was so hypnotized during these three second that I almost missed something. A moment before, she was lying on her dildo. When I saw this, I came. For my defense, I had only two “women” (read “girls in their early twenties”) in my life and it had been quite a time since I had intercourse. At that time, I was horny, all the time.
This day, before leaving work, I uploaded the tapes on my computer. I watched again the video at home and what I saw was making me look forward to the next time. Just when she ended rubbing her breast, Amandine had opened her eyes, looked at the camera and smiled.
Fate had put me an exhibitionist in my “subject”: a hot one, and subtle too. What will she let me see next time?
As I have said earlier, Amandine and her daughter have a strange relationship. They like to tease each other. Do not get me wrong, I had never witnessed inappropriate behavior even though they were really close: they were spending a lot of their time in Amandine’s room. As they were mother and daughter, every time that the camera was automatically turned off (two heat source, remember?) when they were together, I would put it on right afterwards.
Amandine and her daughter are not alike. Amandine was a petite brunette with big breast and an firm body: long legs (given her body), a firm perfect ass, breasts I was craving for and glasses. Quite the caricature of a porn secretary you would say. Maybe but she had something more. She had character in her body. Her daughter was blonde and a (top?) model to be: tall, a cute ass, little breasts (she did not wear bras, for my enjoyment) and a perfect figure. From their conversations, I had learned that she was underage for five more months. I did not get her name thought.
As I said, no inappropriate behavior but a lot of teasing. They would compliment each other a lot on their sex appeal (no hypocrisies needed, believe me). And it was on a regular basis that I would hear conversation like this one (on both ways):
– Well, we should stop chatting. I have a shower to take.
– Yeah, me too. Who goes first?
– We both know that the second one will have cold water, huh?
– You’re right… You want to take a bath with me?
– Eeeh… stop tempting me, someday I will say yes
I think you understand.
During all these monthes of watching the mother, I learned one last thing on the daughter. She was not aware of the camera. Do not get overexcited. The daughter was not an indecent girl. But I managed to have a good peek of her legs. She was lying in bed with her mother, after their showers (consecutive showers, not the same one), in their bathrobe. To put it simple, the daughter teased her mother with her legs. Amandine was obviously not comfortable with this. But I think she thought that the camera was turned off. Someone had explained her that when there were two people (or more) in the room, there would not be any eavesdropping. She must have forgotten that if nothing would seemed to happened, I was able to turn it on. Something I was doing each time that she was with her daughter.
Time was passing by. I was improving my computer skills and Amandine was becoming each day naughtier with the camera. The second time she teased the camera was the next Sunday after the first one.
She walked into her room, locked her door, took the remote and put off her top, face to the door. She glanced at the camera over her shoulder, smiled and… black. When I saw this video, I was at home. For me, the message was clear: I would have a quick show every Sunday from now on. And I was right.
From this point, I volunteer for every work hours on Sundays. And I was right, every Sundays, I had my little show.
At first, she stopped “hiding” the dildo. She walked into her room, locked her door, went to the drawer, took the dildo, looked at the camera and black. The following Sunday, she took the dildo, wrapped it with her hand in a provocative way and black. The next time, she caressed it around five seconds while smiling at the camera. The next Sunday, she took off slowly her top at the door of her room and faced the camera. She was wearing a red bra. She slowly run a finger on her chest before reaching her dildo, caressing it while looking the camera and… black. Every time, it was not more than twenty seconds but I was expected this moment during all week. She did not miss one single Sunday. Soon, she began to kiss the dildo. Lick it. One day, she was on her bra with her jeans open, I could see her white tongue. While she was kissing and licking her dildo, for the first time she put her other hand in her pants and she began to massage her crotch. I knew at that moment that I should have turn down the camera myself: until now it was borderline, but this was a step were I had to put an end if I wanted to keep my job. Unfortunately I was on “direct” so I did not have any excuses. I wanted to make it stop but I could not help myself and I let her finish her show. She slowly caressed her skin with her dildo: from her chest, passing between her breast (the white bra was forcing her boobs to wrap it), on her belly to her panties. She looked at me and BLACK. I had never been that frustrated but the black on the screen (with a countdown: 02:58:46) made me come back to reality. I was screwed. If my boss was to check my work and find out that I did not turn it down, I was sure to lose my job.
Like I said, I like my job; and during this period I was LOVING it. I did what needed to be done: I put my computer skills on practice. At least, I decided to give it a try. It took me four hours but I was able to do it: I went into the hard drive and make it look like I stopped the camera for three hours at the proper time. Of course, when I found how to do it I make sure to have a copy of the “movie” before erasing it. I had missed my lovely Amandine after three hours of “rest” but I did not care. Nobody could find that I erased some video. The problem was that it was easy to realize that I cracked the program. I had to find an answer to that. I had all the evening and all night to do so.
I did so.
Monday morning, the first thing I did was to go to my boss office:
– Hi Pete, do you have a minute?
– Sure, what’s up?
– Well I have a confession to make…
– What did you do? at that point he seemed a little worried.
– You do know that I try to become what I would call a computer engineer, don’t you?
– Yes of course, everyone knows that. I, myself, think that is a great initiative. You drop out school to early and you have the capacities to have a better job.
– Thank you…
– Yeah. So, how about your confession?
– Well, I was a little bored at work yesterday all alone, watching mostly empty rooms and…
– And?
– Well, I would say that I practice my courses and I hacked our system.
– You did WHAT?
– Calm down please, this was really stupid, I know but I did nothing in it. In and out, that’s it.
– In and out?
– Yeah, in and out. You can check it if you want.
– Well, I will surely do so. We will do on with this discussion after. You can leave and go to work now.
I know, my excuse was not perfect. But sometimes, the biggest lies are the better… and I admit that I did not find anything better. I was hoping to be as good as I thought so regarding computers. In the end of the afternoon, Pete called me in his office. What we all like in Pete, it is his capacity to find opportunities everywhere. He explained to me that a technician had come all day and was confirming my story. In and out. No harm done. This was a relief, but what stunned me was his proposition: “Look, wouldn’t you become our local technician for minor issues. You will practice your skills and fix problems as bug when your team downloads a lot of videos at the same time. But you have to promise me that you will never “give it a try”. You touch the system only if you are sure of what you are doing. Is it OK with you?” Useless to say that it was.
Since that day, I knew that I could turn off a camera afterwards: I did know how to erase recordings without leaving evidence, and it would be normal to go in and out of the system. My mind was running with possibilities, possibilities with always Amandine at the center of it. To prevent any misunderstanding, I would not have to try to turn on a camera. I just could keep to myself what my subjects allowed me to watch.
I have to admit something. Every “show” that Amandine gave me was great and really hot, but none of them was close to the first one. And the last one. The last one is well ahead of the others. Before telling you this last one, I have to precise two things. The first one is that I had deleted all the show she gave me thanks to the free access to the system provided by Pete, my boss. And the second one was an improvement I made to the same system, again with the approval of Pete. I had put a 10 second countdown for every automatic shutting down of the camera. In ten seconds, it is rare that something happens. But was long enough for the watchers to know if they could keep on watching or not. Obviously, I had a personal purpose to this. I became addicting to watching Amanda, not only the Sundays but all of the week, and I hated the time lost when her daughter went into her room and I had to turn on the camera. These ten seconds were allowing me to watch her almost continually.
One Sunday, I was at work waiting for Amandine. For all these weeks, she had followed her schedule really regularly but this one time she was late. I was desperate: maybe she would not come? She did not have to come… maybe she got bored, or found a new game. After fifteen minutes of waiting, she walked into her room. Obviously, she had dressed up for me… in her daughter’s clothes: white tennis shoes, long black socks, a black skirt above her knees and a white shirt.
As hot as she was, I was shocked. I had never expected this, and she was taking a big step for this Sunday. I was mesmerized by her look when she walked toward the camera, in the drawer direction. Like I said, she was not like her daughter. Therefore, she was not fitting the clothes that she had on: the skirt had to be a little higher than how her daughter was wearing it and, most of all, the skirt was too tight for her breasts: the top three buttons were open but the breast was nonetheless pushing two hard nipples against the tissue. She was obviously turned on. As for myself, I had a boner of a lifetime.
She put the dildo out of its drawer and she began to hungrily suck it. She was finally sucking it in front of the camera! I was so excited that I almost cum in my pants without touching myself. As she was thrusting her dildo in her mouth with her right hand, the left one was aiming the remote to the camera. She was killing me with lust! She blinked at the camera and did not turn off the camera. She was beginning to moan.
She stopped sucking her toy, put it on the edge of her bed and came close to the camera. I mean really close. I was only seeing her mouth and then she said with a low sexy voice:
– I know you’re watching baby. The red dot is giving you away, you naughty boy. I am sure that you have realized that from the beginning to today, I have never cleaned my little friend. Trust me, the taste I have in my mouth right now is sweat and delicious.
That was it. I came in my pants, without touching myself. She just gave me the best orgasm of my life. Better than the two women I had been with. She had been better than them without touching me, just on a screen, with one sentence.
When I regained contact with reality, she was turning her back to the camera and bending down with straight legs. I could almost see her ass. Obviously, the “almost” was on purpose. I opened my pants with shaking hand and put my dick out. She had her panties around her ankles. After three strokes, I had my second orgasm. I was so mad at myself!
– I’m sure you are expecting to see a little more than usual, aren’t you? Weeell… you won’t. Do not be too disappointed, I am sure you will enjoy yourself.
She took her dildo and faced the camera. Her “friend” was moving by itself… it was motoring! This was becoming more than interesting: for the first time, she was talking to the camera and I was about to see her masturbate. She put her dildo under her skirt and after a long moan, her hands came out of her cunt empties.
Her left hand went cupping her breast while the right one immediately went back in her skirt, massaging her cunt. I had seen her a lot of time more undress that this day but sometimes clothes on are more sexy than off. Not always, but sometimes. She began to moan louder and louder.
– Mmmh… Ohh. Oh this feels so… much good. Fuck yeah, I love this vibration in my tight cunt. Oh my god, this is so hot to know that you are watching, I will definitely not last long. My hand is so wet… so wet. Look (she put her hand out of her skirt). Do you realize that it is you that make me that wet? Let me suck my hand clean for you, ok? Mmmmh… I taste so fucking good! Oh my god, it is already coming! I am going to cum! Do you hear me up there? I am about to cum! In just a few seconds. It will be so fucking great don’t you think? AAAahhh! But… mmh… but… fuck yeah… I won’t let you see it.
And quickly she reached her remote and put the button to turn down the camera. I was so angry at her for doing this to me! This second was one of the luckiest in my life. In her rush, she did not push hard enough the button to shut the camera off. My angriness was replaced by a feeling of victory… this was much more good than if she had let me watch! She would not overplay her role but would act natural. One second before she climax…
– I am going to take a showeeeh… Mom! What are you doing in my clothes?!
Her daughter entered the room in her bathrobe. Amandine had forgotten to lock her door. I did not know if I was overexcited or mad: it was clear that the daughter had put an end to the mother coming orgasm but meanwhile, I was watching a mother with a dildo in her cunt, extremely hot, trying to find an explanation for wearing her little baby clothes.
– Are you masturbating???
– NO!… I, hum… I was just… Oh, fuck… yeah I am.
Amandine finished her sentence with an inaudible voice, ashamed. She quickly put her hand under a skirt, and took it off holding a wet dildo.
– I am really sorry for this baby girl. Believe me. But if I did not do that I would have… hum… you know… in front of you and I could never…
– Cool toy mom! You should have shown it to me sooner. I would have enjoyed it!
Amandine and I were so surprised by this reaction that we did not notice that she had took a step toward her mother, standing really close to her.
– Let me see it?
Before Amandine could respond anything, her daughter took the dildo in her own hand.
– And it is moving by itself! Well, this is a real piece of high tech dildo you have it.
– Stop this, said Amandine with a low voice.
– You’re right. We should put it where it belongs.
In a blink of an eye, she push her mother on the bed and knelt between her legs. Not too fast, not too slow, she lifted the skirt and approached the dildo to her mother cunt. Unfortunately for me, I did not have a good angle: I was seeing the mother, her great cleavage, but the shirt was hiding what her daughter was doing to her.
– Oh dear, it is as if it was moving in by itself!
– Stop doing that! I… oh my god!
– You’re enjoying it, aren’t you?
– That’s not the point!
– I have to disagree on this.
As she was saying this sentence, she got up between her mother’s legs naked. My appreciation of her body earlier did not make her justice. She was not a top model to be. She was what you see in a top model, not the women with anorexia but a young woman that would not have to bushed faced to Marilyn, Angelina or any superstar. She had almost perfect breast (one cup larger would have been a dream come true) with pink little nipples, a flat stomach and a tiny blond line covering her most private part. She began moving her hips while fucking her mother with the dildo. Even though Amandine was protesting, her legs moved by themselves and wrapped her daughter torso. The bond girl begun to stroke her mother chest through the skirt. The moaning became louder.
This was finished with one last, fast and hart stroke from the dildo.
They were both lying on the bed, out of breath.
– Oh my god, what have we done?
– Nothing baby girl. Do you understand me? Nothing. You go take your bath and we never talk about this, ever.
As her daughter took her bathrobe and went to the bathroom. Amandine stayed on her bed.
I quickly turned off the camera. I did not want her to see the red dot and understand that I had seen everything. After that, I download the sequence on a CD and erased its existence on the system.
It was only as I was in bed this evening that all the possibilities that this video was offering me hit me. Regarding the law, Amandine had raped her daughter.
The experiment would last two more months. I had this time to come with a plan, and find Amandine’s address.

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Diary

A summer to remember

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This is just a wonderful story from my youth.

True Story

My soul mate never thought to be 4

 I wanna let every one know I’m no professional writer I don’t dot after every sentence that’s why there’s alot of spaces I’m sorry if you want an A class story sorry it’s just not me yes I spend hours writing these and I appreciate the ratings and comments please post more I read them and try to reply I’m not trying to sound arrogant but this is how I am I do like criticism but about the story not the writing it’s self I’m happy you guys enjoy it 
4 hours later…
I wake wake up julie is still sleeping I get up slowly not to wake her I know she’ll be up in a little
I’m in a music mood so I grab my iPod and pick get low by lil Jon 
I’m hungry and no ones home so I start making a big pot of ramen (a teens favorite food) 
I put 2 eggs in I’m jamen to the song 
I finished making the ramen and move it to another burner on the stove
I turn around to get a bowl I get startled instead
“JULIE!! you scared the shit outta me shwooo”
“hahahahaha your so cute when you think your alone”
I’m blushing a little I never like singing in front of anyone I get real shy
“h how long were you there” 
“since you cracked egg”
“damn”
“what you got some voice there and I’ve never herd it’s nothing to be afraid of you’re really good really really good”
“now I’m going to clam up thanks haha”
“no no no no don’t do that haha sing for me please”
“okay”
I put on believe me by fort minor I know all the lyrics by heart 
I relate to mike shinoda real well cause we both come from a similar back round my dads mom is from japan his family comes from japan you know so he’s kinda my idol
So I sing the song while filling two Bowls with ramen
“your really good babe why have you not ever sung with me around”
“I get really nervous me even asking you out was a feat in it’s self but I did and I will never regret it”
“why didn’t  you use the confidence from then”
“I don’t know no ones told me I’m good till now I guess I’ll sing the song I’m listening to now”
Listening to up up and away by kid cudi
“I see your fond of pop”
“no just what genre I’m in I like most types of music rock pop rap I’m not too fond of country but I do listen to It a little what about you”
“pretty much every thing more so rock”
“yeah me too I pretty much grew up listening to it but when new songs don’t come out I get bored of it”
“same”
“those noodles good?”
“yeah I’ve never had eggs in ramen it’s a good combo who taught you it”
“my dad and he probably learned it from my gram maw were Asian so noodles is sorta our specialty hahaha”
“Humph humph humph Jim you made me laugh and noodles come out my nose”
“hahahahahahahahahaha oh my god I’m so sorry hahaha that’s great”
“shut up that’s not funny”(giggling herself)
“no your right it isn’t it’s hi-lari-ous hahahahaha”
“your an idiot haha”
“but I’m you idiot so all in all it’s a good day”
“hahaha okay you got me”
We keep laughing for a little then it gets quiet we stare at each other I lean in and kiss her we kiss again 
we do this for 3 or 4 minutes 
I finally get up and take our Bowls to to the sink and go sit in the love seat I motion for her to come sit with me she does
“Julie have I told you I love you lately”
“no”
“well I love you”
“love you to baby”
“can I ask you a serious question”
“yeah sure”
“what is it you love about me the most”
“the dedication your always making sure I’m ok before yourself that’s how I know you love me”
 “thanks”
“no problem what about me Jim”
“your personality you make me feel loved you were there when i had my broken foot you understood how I felt and you helped me instead of just going to the class like everyone else you turned the worst day of my life into the day I would never forget”
“thank you Jim”(tears in her eyes)”I love you so much”
“I love you to Julie”
We sat there just holding each other honestly I would of held that position for eternity then the phone rang  I had to get up 
“scuse me babe I gotta answer that”
“ok”
She kisses me as I get up she sits back down
I pick up the phone it’s my school 
“hello is this the harringtons”
“yes”
“can I speak to your parents please concerning Jim”
“sorry there not home can I help I’m Jim”
“oh hi Jim can I ask why you were not at school today”
“sorry i was in the hospital last night I had to have serjury on my face after I got into a scuffle yesterday after noon I’ve got a five inch long slice on my face I had to have 55 stiches to close it”
“oh I’m so sorry”
“its ok I’m not allowed to leave the house cause of the pain meds for the next week I have to take them every 4 hours”
“well you do know next Tuesday is the last day of school”
“yes mam”
“ok well I can see you won’t be able to come to school the last day so ill mark you as an excused absence ok”
“ok can you do one thing for me also”
“sure”
“could you mark Julie Marie joseph excused she’s helping me recover and she’s my fiancé she lives with me oh and my parents will be there Tomorrow with a doctors note and temporary guardianship of Julie”
“ok will do have a nice day”
“you to bye”
“thanks jim”
“for what spending personal time with me as you heal”
“ahh its no problem”
3 hours later…
Mom dad zoey and kc walk in
“hey guys”
“hi Jim feeling better”
“defiantly I still got a bit of pain but other than that I’m alright  the medicine is helping but making me a bit loopy”
“the doc said it would”
“hey you two”
Noticing my siblings staring
“h-h-hi Jim”
“heya k”
“wow it looks like it hurts bad”
“it hurts but I got it for the right reason so yeah I’m gonna wear it around like a gold metal”
Julie is smiling at me on the edge of crying
“you see her well she’s gonna be your sister in-law and you guys are gonna be an aunt and uncle here 8 months or so she’s pregnant”
Zoey runs over to Julie and gives her a  hug of approval
Julie suddenly runs down the hall 
“I’m sorry guys I gotta”
“it’s okay son we know”
I run down the hall till I find Julie in the bathroom bent over the toilet
“Julie you okay”(entering the bathroom shutting the door)
“yeah”(wiping her mouth)
“that’s the baby isn’t it”
“yeah I guess I don’t know if I can get used to that”
“be happy it only happens in the first couple months”
“yeah I’m happy”
“okay that sounded a little arrogant I’m really really sorry for the side effects of being pregnant I wish I could take them away”
“I know you would I just realized what a monumental moment in my life this is I’m happy but nervous at the same time”
“I feel the same way but I’m happy to be a dad iv always wanted to be and you made it come true this is the second best day of my life the first asking you out”
“Jim that’s so sweet”
“thanks you wanna go back out there”
“yeah sure”
We walk out everyone dispersed moms in the kitchen 
“you guys ok yeah she got sick”
“don’t worry Julie were in the same boat it’s not fun but you’ll feel the gratitude of having your child”
“good cause this part is crap I don’t know if your ever doing this to me again”
Me and mom bust out laughing julie hits me I can’t defend myself I’m laughing so hard she keeps hitting me not to hard but like shes thinking asshole but she’s laughing to she trips me onto the couch and jumps on me and pretend smothers me I hear my mom
“Julie trust me I’ve had three going on four and I still want one more after the fourth it gives me a good feeling being a mom”
“pwewws op snmmmorhe ee”
 
“what”(she lifts the pillow from my face)
“please stop smothering me”
“stop laughing at me”
“ok ok I will ow”
“what”
“my face you seem to have forgotten I have 55 stitches in it”
“oops”
“yeah oops alright”
She starts laughing at me 
“ok I deserve this I know I know”
“but why didn’t you hit her”(mom)
“she knows what it’s like to be pregnant and she’s letting me stay here”
“hey your family now and your carrying my grandchild so I won’t and wouldn’t think about it”n
“thanks it’s nice to know somebody loves me”
“hey I love you sorry if my meds screw with me but you know I do”
“I love you too”
“hey Julie you hungry”(around dinner time)
“I’m starting to get there”
“let’s go get something to eat”
“Jim you aloud”
“I should be havnt took the meds yet”
“it’s okay with me Jim just be back before 10”
“no prob mom”
I go in my room grab my keys and we leave I drive around for a little looking at places to eat I spot taco bell
“what you think of taco bell”
“sounds good to me havnt had it in forever”
“me neither”
I pull into the taco bell we order our food and find a place to sit she tears into her first taco I look at mine and start chuckling
“what”
“you know my friend nick who joined the army”
“I’m thinking of something he did”
“why”
“it involved something he did with a taco”
“I feel a funny story coming on tell me”
“well it’s about 6 months ago when you went to see your aunt for a week 
I was walking to ms d’s room for lunch and he was waiting outside for her to get some work and she left to get food and came back with tacos
She set them on her desk and was getting his work he snuck one in his pocket without her knowing 
she gave him his work and he walked out for about 5 seconds and walked back in and said
“sorry ms I stole this without you noticing”
And I’ll never forget this cause it shocked me she said
“thanks for telling the truth”
And gave it to him”
“hahaha why did I never hear of this it’s hilarious” 
“honestly I don’t know I thought you knew”
“nope never did by the way how is nick”
“good I guess he’s outta basic”
“that’s good you ever consider the army”
“yeah but because I have flat feet and how many times iv broke my right ankle it’s not stable enough for combat and now that I have you and a little one on the way I don’t wanna ever have you getting a personally delivered letter stating that I was fatally killed in action and leave you and a little one behind” 
“I never woulda guessed you wanted to join the military”
“and mom said I couldn’t join or shed kill me before they did and she’s one of 2 people I fear”
“and whose the second”
“you”
“ok makin sure I don’t have to put you in your place”
“I was gonna say nick but you sorta gave me the devil eye when I was bout to”
We burst out laughing people look at us like idiots but we could give a shit less were happy
we finish up eating I say
“I have to go to the bathroom meet me at the car”
“ok babe”
 
45 seconds later I’m walking out of taco bell just to see two guys from school trying to talk to Julie
“hey baby when you gonna leave that stiff for a real man”
“when the real man shows up behind you and tells you to leave his fiancée alone and get away from his car before he beats two dumb ass wiggers two a pulp”
I scare the shit outta them they didn’t realize I walked up
“who da fuck you callin a wigger”
“I’m calling the dumb ass white boy who’s right in front of me who dosnt know how to pronounce a damn word a wigger”
“you wanna go bro let’s do this bro come on”
“alright”
The kid immediately tries to take a sucker punch and misses 
I turn throw my right and hit him in the nose instantly he starts leaking then I stomp him to the ground
I look at his friend he says
“I’m good bro I don’t want no trouble I didn’t say anything in the first place”
“hint of advice don’t hang out with him or your ass will get beat”
“I kno dude iv seen you guys alone all around I told that dumb ass that but he didn’t listen ok”
“yeah yeah”
I cruse off laughing 
Julie looks over at me like the dumb ass got out of the hospital a couple hours ago and already got in a fight and won
I just smirk I’m in a good mood she’s in a good mood
“hey you wanna go to the magic mile”
A.k.a longest 4 lanes wide road including a turning lane open median that goes for a mile and a half
People don’t drive on it usually there’s races all the time 
cops don’t try to stop it cause it’s 20 feet off the highway nothin but dirt separating them so there’s no use trying they just ask we do it safely 
As we do hasn’t been a serious crash in a year 
 
And even then there were no injuries and the cars were both totaled but salvageable 
We only went there to see how fast we could get 172 is  how fast I got to my friend pulled 185 in his pops drag/street maro
This time I went all out 179 is all I could muster 
“it needs bigger heads and a ford racing exhaust I’d have around 800 horses”
“how do you afford these things babe”
“I work save and save and so on I’ll get everything I want done to it and mom and dad help me out especially pop 
he loves this car and him makin 90 thou a year and mom owning 4 mc donalds around here we get by”
“why do you have a job then”
“gives me a sense of accomplishment and both my parents wanted to instill a working life into me”
“true true”
I get a text message from dad
“hey bud the whole family wants to see the shuttle launch you wanna go”
“hey Julie you wanna see the last shuttle launch”
“yeah sounds like fun”
Reply”yeah and whose the whole family”
“all your uncles aunts and cousins”
“okay sweet”
We get home dad told me how things were going to work how many cars and that I’d be driving my own i was a bit over eager but it soon went away
4 weeks went flying by we lived 3 hours away from the cape so we were good
Dad had bought 6 walkie talkies to take along of course dad and uncle jay hooked up trailers both holding 3 atv’s and 2 dirt bikes 
we obviously were staying at a huge wooden cabin same place I broke my foot but they had really good trails only 45 mins from the cape 
11/2 hours into the trip 
“Jim pull over at the rest stop please”
“ok””everyone were gonna stop up here you guys can keep going we will catch up”
“alright Jim”
We pull off the highway she runs to the bathroom I know she loves being prego and what not
It really turns her on she said shes alot more sensitive
But I really hate her getting sick almost everyday she even asks me to buy gum for her I do but I can see it taking a toll on her 
She walks out
“Julie you ok”
“I’m fine just tired”
“ok”
“next sign that shows a checkers can I get the usual (milk shake chili cheese fries and a mushroom Swiss burger)”
“you and your cravings”
“hey you di”
She notices me grinning she goes to start cussing me out but I lean foreward and kiss her I whisper
“I’ll do anything for you don’t ever think I’d ever say no”
We kiss I can’t help to say anything but I love you
We get the food and catch up to everyone while their pulling out of a rest area 
to show off I floor it then cut infront dad and every one rages at me but they know I’m playing around
I pull into the next lane as everyone passes then it gets to my
Uncles truck then trailer I notice he’s missing both of his 450cc Honda dirt bikes
“hey uncle jay both you’re bikes are gone”
“no there not look right behind you” 
I glance up
“when did nick and zach start riding on the road”
“a week and a half ago they were getting a little ancy so I told them they could ride”
“cool”
We get to the cabin 2 hours later 
Me and Julie get our stuff and room in order 
We tell mom and dad were going to the beach
They tell me everyone will be be there shortly after us 
We get there a half hour before they do
She takes off all her clothes and underneath she wears a deep red bikini 
yeah we live in Florida but on the west coast 
beaches there not so good so we don’t go that often but we can’t pass up new smyrnia beach 
“hey Julie your baby bump is starting to show”
“shut up”
“I’m not calling you fat it makes you look even more beautiful”
She comes over and kisses me
“does it really you mean you don’t think I’m fat”
“no no no no no I dont care about how you look either way I still will love you till the day I die”
“with those words I might just let you fill me up with even more of your baby batter tonight”
Then all too soon the family arrives all 22 of them
We stay there for 4 hours or so then hit a buffet before we go to the cabin 
once we get there everyone gets ready for sleep since we have to get up early for the launch
I’m laying in bed in a pretty big room with a bathroom but all 8 bed rooms are like this and a huge living room
As I’m watching family guy julie walks out of the bathroom fresh from a shower in a outfit Iv never seen
It was a corset purple and black with white strips 
“when I said fill me up with even more baby batter I ment it entirely”
“Julie you look so so so gorgeous”
“you think so baby I’d hope you would of I bought it only for your eyes”
She is sitting on my crotch by now but still on her knees she leans foreward and kisses me
I caress her her head lightly I feel her still damp hair on my hands  
I slowly slide them down the length of her body following every curve of her luscious body
I stand up holding her i lay her on the bed and let loose the knot on her corset
Meticulously go by loosening every lace then pull it off and drop the corset on the ground
I kiss her stomach and work my way up to her beautiful stiff nipples I suck and play with each one
I work my way down
I get to her vagina I just ravage it I lick I kiss I suck I blow
I gave her every sensation possible she’s moaning 
Every time she’s about to cum I stop I keep doing this time after time
She gets closer and closer and closer but I stop 
I get up I kneel between she pleaded with me
“baby fuck me please I need to cum please make me cum please please make me cum shove that big fucking pole in me”
I don’t deny her I shove it in 
I don’t know if it’s me or or something but every time I fuck her she seems to be tighter and tighter or I’m just getting bigger and bigger
Even how slick she is it’s hard to move for the first couple of moments but I get it going
We keep a slow steady pace for a long while I pick up my pace in out in out i stay in but kiss all over her body all this time shes gyrating her hips the sensation is amazing I pump and pump I can’t hold it any more i bust right there 
We slow down 
but I still stay hard as a rock and she hasn’t gotten off yet knowing I have 1 maybe 2 more rounds left in me I keep it going but only for a couple more minutes till she screams
“I’M CUMMMMMMING”
I follow her shortly but before I’m there she tells me to cum in her mouth before she can get all the way down on her knees 
I spurt leaving a white goo trail from her navel to her chin before she shoves it into her mouth
As she sucks and sucks then goes deep throat where I hit the back of her throat spewing my last spurt into her belly
“I loveeeeeeeee you sooo much Julie”
“i love you to babe”
We lay next to eachother in the spooning position we wisper I love you’s to each other slowly drifting off to sleep
“Jim baby get up”
“ha huh what”(groggy)
“it’s time to get up”
“it’s only 3:30”
“I know but I wanna see the sun rise off of the water”
I get up do the morning ritual and the 3 s’s 
I write a note telling mom and dad where we were and to call me when they read this
We leave by 4:15″
I whisper
“Julie I love you”
“love you to baby”
“you think of any names for the baby”
“somewhat if it’s a boy Brandon or Jim just like you if it’s a girl Jessica or Michelle”
“I would like Julie as our girls name it’s the most beautiful name I’ve ever herd”
“then it’s Julie”
“if it’s a boy Jim”
“that’s fine with me”
About 30 minutes later we arrive at the beach
It’s like a movie im sitting back on a blanket she’s standing up the sky is a beautiful orange
I stand up walk up right behind her my feet next to hers our bodies pressed together my hands resting on her stomach with hers on Top my face next to hers a summer breeze blows  the smell of salt in the air
“Jim this is the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen”
“Julie it’s more than that it’s gorgeous no there’s no word for it and it’s made a million times better with you I love you I love us”
“I love us to”
We kiss we wait as the sun comes over the horizon there are clouds in the air 
We just stand there I honestly feel our souls combine I knew from then on there is no me there’s us 
no possibility of being separated I felt so so at peace with her
We leave the beach  headed towards the cape listening to linkin park
We catch up to everyone on the road 140 does great tricks 
“hey guys how was your nights”
“Jim how the hell are you so energetic at this time in the morning”
“loving every second of my life as it is”
“oh mr love machine right”
“no I’m in love with the pretty girl I’m with love you baby”
“Jim your a trip haha”
“love you too aunt stace”
“love you too buddy”
“hey pops how’s mom” 
“she’s feelin a bit woosey but ok how bout Julie”
She takes the walkie talke
“I’m good mr harrington tell her thanks for our talk about a month ago it’s helping me coping with my sickness”. 
“she said your welcome”
We drive for another hour in silence everyone is starting to stir 
“alright everyone were pulling off for food we have 4 and a half hours till liftoff and about 10 miles so were good”
“alright”
We eat We talk about stuff but nothing I remember I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Julie she was just amazingly beautiful
Her eyes her hair her body her personality and the way she looked at me
Just made me feel grateful for getting up the nerve to ask her out
We finish eating they pay the tab and were on our way to the cape
“Jim”
“yeah baby”
“you ok”
“yeah why do you ask”
“you seem outta of it today”
“nope just exhausted maybe a little distracted but I’m ok”
“I kno your exhausted but distracted by what”
“I don’t know”
“yes you do I can see it on your face what is it”
“you ok I’m distracted by you your beauty especially your eyes I still get lost in them your eyes remind me of blue Octobers into the ocean the song matches you”
“god that’s so so unbelievably sweet I didn’t know that ever Happend”
“it does I can’t help it and I don’t try to avoid it”
“just to let you know I can’t sleep unless you say you love me”
“I love you”
“love you to”
We drive to Titusville and find a place to park 
Dad says Weill have to walk  but within 6 or 7 minutes we found a spot
We had to wait an hour in the hot sun 
We enjoyed the launch And the rest of that week 
The next chapter will happen but for now I’m gonna work on another story for a little

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Measuring my cum Pt. 11

We spent the rest of the afternoon in mom’s bedroom, fucking and sucking in various positions, including with mom on top, riding me, which was great, as I could watch her ample full boobs jiggle and bounce as she rode me. Fuck that was good! I must have cum at least another four times over the course of the afternoon.
One of my favourite times was when mom knelt on the floor on her elbows and knees, and let me pull her buttocks wide open so I could lick and finger fuck her asshole. I opened it up wide and also let a few gobs of my spit enter her butt-hole, to help ease my finger in. I think she enjoyed it from the way she moaned and groaned with pleasure. To be truthful, I was becoming increasing aroused by the sight of mom’s asshole and wanted to stick my prick in there. But although mom had mentioned this in her “dirty talk”, she’d never actually said I could, and I did not want to push things too far, too soon. But from the way she had reacted to my fingering it, I had hopes she would let me fuck her ass sometime soon.
During our sessions during Sunday afternoon, mom never collected my cum. She either swallowed it if she sucked me, or let me cum inside her, and then let me watch it drip out of her pussy, which added to my excitement.
In the evening whilst we were eating, mom reminded me that we had to see Dr Taylor again the next day.
“And remember,” she said, “We mustn’t tell the Doctor just how far I have gone in helping you to cum.”
I nodded in agreement. I knew it wasn’t something we could talk about in front of other people.
After our meal we both sat in the living room to watch some TV before going to bed.
I was wearing my ‘house-gown’ with my boxer shorts on underneath, whilst mom had ‘dressed’ since our earlier fuck-fest in her bedroom, but sill quite sexily — wearing the tight fitting soft-jersey type material grey shorts with a low cut bright red blouse without a bra, which showed ample cleavage, and her nipples protruding through the thin fabric. She looked pretty hot sitting there!
Since mom had been helping me cum all weekend, the ache in my balls had been much less. But with the working week starting for her tomorrow, being a Monday, I wondered how I would manage.
“Mom, I’m going to feel a little strange during the daytime this week, as you won’t be able to help me cum like you have this weekend,” I said.
“I know dear,” mom replied. “I’ve been thinking about that too. I have to go to work and you have to go to college. We’ll speak to Dr Taylor tomorrow and see what she says. How are your aches now?”
“Well, I’ve been feeling pretty good this weekend as I’ve been regularly cumming.”
“We’ll have one session tomorrow morning before I go to work and I’ll have to collect a sample like we were doing before. Today has just been an exception.” She smiled at me as she finished the sentence.
We idled the time away watching a movie and soon I was feeling sleepy. Mom looked over at me and said, “Time for bed I think young man. Do you need to cum again before sleeping?”
I felt I could, and my sleepiness started to disappear at the thought.
I nodded.
“As I haven’t collected your cum all day, I think one last time without won’t matter too,” said mom as she stood up. “What would you like to do?”
Seeing mom standing a few feet away from me with her tight figure hugging shorts which were pressing sexily into her crotch, I felt like touching her there and feeling up her ass.
“I’d like to play with that wonderful ass and pussy of yours again mom,” I said. “I just can’t get enough!”
Mom walked sexily over to me, swinging her hips, and stood in front of me as I still sat seated on the sofa chair.
“Go on then,” she said, smiling, “Do what you like.”
I placed the four fingers of my right hand on the area of her crotch and just ran them along her pussy mound several times, up and down. I could feel her pussy hairs and slit through the soft thin material of her shorts as I did so. Mom reacted with a slight moan of pleasure and pressed her pussy mound back against my fingers.
Then, satisfied for a moment with that, I said, “Turn around please mom.”
“That’s too polite,” replied mom teasingly. “You’ll have to ask me in a different way, if you want me to do that. Talk dirty.”
I looked up at mom and decided to oblige.
“Turn around and show me that juicy thick fuck of an ass, mom.”
“Mmmm….yes,” replied mom, “That’s better.” And with that mom turned 360 degrees on the spot and presented me with her curvy large butt, which was just about level with my face as I sat, if not a touch higher.
I rubbed my hands over each buttock, through the soft material of the shorts, groping and cupping the flesh there greedily. Then, I pulled the material that was covering each ass cheek inwards so that it caught in mom’s ass crack, making her butt look even sexier as it tightly hugged her ass with each buttock partly showing. I bent forward and kissed each cheek in turn and then ran my tongue over the skin, savouring the taste and sensation. Fuck! This was good, and my cock getting was hard!
Then, I grabbed mom’s shorts at the waist and just yanked them down, giving her a bit of a surprise.
“Fuck, yea mom,” I said, “Your juicy ass is so fucking hot, I could play with it all day and all night.”
Mom didn’t say anything, but just stepped out of her shorts, so now all she had on was her bright red blouse which went to just above her hips, leaving her glorious backside and legs fully exposed and naked.
Then she wriggled her ass as she stood on the spot, knowing how much it excited me to see the flesh on her butt cheeks wobble and jiggle.
By now my dick was fully hard and wanting some attention.
I stood up behind mom and rubbed my cock along her ass crack, again slightly surprising her and making her exclaim, “Ooh, that’s nice.”
I slapped my hard on against mom’s butt cheeks for a bit longer, and then said, “I’d like to follow you upstairs with you like this, so I can watch your cheeks move, and then maybe you can suck me off and swallow my cum.”
“Ok,” replied mom, still with her back to me, and rubbing her butt sexily back against my hard on.
Then she started walking slowly away from me toward the door, her hips swinging, so that her ass looked even hotter as she walked.
Mesmerised, I followed her. When mom, got to the stairs she started walking slowly up them, again swinging her hips as she did so. Man what a sight! I was half drooling as I watched her climb with her butt almost in my face as I followed closely behind. I could not help slapping her ass once or twice with my hand. “Fuck yea mom,” I said, “Fucking hot ass.”
Mom reached the top of the stairs and walked down the corridor and into my bedroom, and sat on the bed. My hard on had been swinging wildly as I’d followed her, and now I just presented it to her face as she sat down. Greedily she took it into her mouth and started sucking me.
“Oh fuck yea mom,” I said, responding to the way she was blowing me.
She grabbed the base of my dick with both hands and really went for it, taking all my shaft into her mouth almost to the hilt.
Then she started playing with my balls, with one hand. I let my right hand wander down of mom’s left boob for a moment and then I just grabbed her head as she carried on sucking me hard. Then she let my dick out of her mouth for a moment and ran her cheeks along the side of my shaft as if savouring it’s length along her face.
“Talk dirty to me while I bring you off,” she said. “You know how much I like it.”
And without further ado she took my dick head into her mouth again and started sucking on me.
Happy to oblige, I said “Yea suck that dick bitch. Suck it hard and let me see you swallow my cum. I know how much you like it now. You’re a cum swallowing slut aren’t you? You just love taking my cream inside your mouth and swallowing it, don’t you?”
I grabbed her head and started pushing my dick into her mouth in time with her sucking, so that I felt like I was face fucking her.
I could feel her breathing hard through her nose as she sucked on me and she seemed in total ecstasy. Finally, I felt the cum rise in my balls and grabbing moms head hard, I thrust hard and deep and spurted in her mouth with a loud groan.
“Ohhhhhhh…Ahhhhhhhhh…” I said out loud.
Mom had clamped onto my dick with her mouth firmly as I came, making sure that this time she would not spill a drop. And indeed she didn’t, as she seemed to be swallowing the lot!
After she’d milked me dry with her mouth and cleaned all the cum off my dick, she smiled up at me and said, “Mmmm…. that was lovely, I love the taste of your cum,” and she licked her lips, letting her tongue linger outside her lips momentarily to show me how much she enjoyed it, like she had been eating some delicacy. Fuck, she knew how to tease me!
“Now have a good sleep and I’ll collect another sample first thing in the morning before I go to work, but I’ll have to use the semen beaker again from tomorrow.”
I nodded, and smiled back at mom.
She stood up, her tits wobbling in her red blouse, kissed me on the cheek and said, “Goodnight, hon. Sleep tight.” And with that she strolled out of my bedroom. Again, I watched her naked ass swing sexily as she walked away. Fuck!
I curled up in bed, and in no time at all fell sound asleep.
—————————
I looked at my watch. It was 3.30pm. I was about to leave my college campus and head for Dr Taylor’s Clinic, which was a short bus ride down town.
Mom had told me in that morning she would leave work a little early, and meet me there. That was after she had wanked me off into the semen beaker of course, before she left for work. It was a little disappointing not to have her suck me off properly and let me cum in her mouth, but we had to use the semen beaker again to get some measurements, as we’d given doing that a miss, completely, on Sunday.
As I sat on the bus going towards the clinic, I wondered what Dr Taylor would say, and if my blood test results would show up anything. I still had a slight ache in my balls everyday, but as I mentioned before, this would normally clear up after I’d cum several times.
I thought back to our first visit to see Dr Taylor. I suddenly remembered the way she had looked at my dick and licked her lips. Then I remembered mom doing the same thing several times before she had actually started to suck me off. An image of my dick in Dr Taylor’s mouth flashed through my mind quickly and I smiled. ‘Don’t be stupid,’ I said to myself! Doctors don’t do that with their patients!
Soon, I reached my stop and got off the bus. A few minutes later I was climbing the steps up to the Clinic front door. I saw a mid-thirties looking attractive blonde receptionist at the desk and introduced myself.
“Afternoon, ” I said. “I’m Jacob Addington. I have an appointment with Dr Taylor for 4.30pm.” The receptionist looked down at her diary, and as she did so I could not help but look down at her quite ample cleavage which was showing. She was wearing a white nurse type uniform which had quite a low cut top, and her boobs were pushed quite firmly up to create quite a sexy cleavage. She looked damn hot!
“Oh yes,” she smiled back at me. “Please take a seat. Your mother is already here.”
As I walked into the waiting area of the clinic, I saw mom had got there before me and was sitting in a chair reading a magazine. She looked up and smiled at me. There were no other people waiting, probably because we had the last appointment of the day, although I think the clinic had two or three other doctors too. I gave mom a kiss on the cheek and sat down next to her.
The receptionist was a about 10 feet away from where we sat at one end of the waiting area, near the front door. She smiled reassuringly over at us. I couldn’t remember seeing her the last time I was here. The image of her ample cleavage still lingered with me.
Then mom said in a low tone so no one else could hear, “Remember Jacob, you mustn’t say anything about how far we have gone in our cum collecting sessions. Let me do most of the talking.”
“Ok, mom” I replied, as quietly back to her.
After a couple of minutes the phone rang by the receptionist, and after answering it she said out loud, “You may go in now.”
Mom and I got up and went over to the consultation room door. Mom knocked, and I followed her in.
“Ah, Mrs Addington and Jacob, do come in said Dr Taylor smiling broadly, from behind her desk, standing up in a white doctor’s coat, welcoming us.
She shook both our hands and beckoned us to sit down on the chairs in front of her desk.
Dr Taylor was a mature lady, of around 50 years, stocky in build, chubby and buxom with it, and with greying hair. She wore glasses, but as I looked at her I noted again, like the first time we had met her, that she had quite a pretty face and wonderful deep blue eyes, which had almost a playful sparkle in them.
As we sat down, Dr Taylor first looked at my mom and then me, and still smiling and looking quite jovial said “Well how are you both, and how have you been getting on since I last saw you?”
Mom took the lead and said quite enthusiastically, but a little hesitatingly as if slightly embarrassed, “We’ve been doing fine Dr Taylor. I….er…have been helping Jacob in getting some measurements for you, as you suggested. I have them here.” Mom pulled out the records sheet, which she had shown me on Sunday morning, and handed it to the doctor.
“That’s excellent,” said Dr Taylor smiling. She took the paper from mom’s hand and put it on the desk in front of her without reading it. “I’ll look at this in a moment. I’m so glad you felt able to help Jacob, as it can be difficult to collect samples,” she added, as if to provide some reassurance.
Then Dr Taylor looked hard at me and said, “Tell me Jacob, how are your aches down below?”
I cleared my throat and said a little timidly, “I do still have them, but it does help a lot when I er….er …you know masturbate. I mean when I…er…you know, spurt my semen.”
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor still smiling at me. “I’m glad that you do get relief at least.”
“Now,” she continued, “I do have your blood test results here,” she said pointing to a blue folder, which was on the desk in front of her. “But first let me see your semen measuring record.”
Dr Taylor picked up the sheet of paper mom had given her and read it carefully.
“Yes, I see you have been producing quite a lot, but from the totals you’ve worked out at the bottom, I can see it is generally within a similar range every day.”
She paused for a moment looking at the numbers. “Yes, that’s all fine,” she added. “Thank you for keeping this record. I hope it has not been too difficult,” she added, looking first at mom then me.
For the first time I think I saw mom blush at that remark, and she replied quickly, “Er… no doctor…it….its been quite an experience as it’s something a mother is not often asked to do, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, yes Mrs Addington. May, I call you Margaret.”
“Well, my friends call me Marge. That will do.”
“Marge it is then,” replied Dr Taylor. “Yes I do understand, and I’m sure Jacob has been grateful too.”
Mom looked slightly uneasy but just smiled back at the doctor.
Dr Taylor looked at me and said. “Aren’t you Jacob? You must be thankful your mom has been able to help you.”
“Yes, sure I am,” I said, in a tone more relaxed than I thought I would say it.
Mom then said, “Are you able to tell us what the problem is Doctor?”
“Yes, I can,” replied Dr Taylor. “I am pleased to say the blood tests have given us an answer to what is going on. So in that sense it is good news. However, the treatment I am going to suggest maybe a little more…,” she paused for a moment, “A little more unusual and perhaps difficult.”
I felt a tinge of concern and looked at mom, who I could see was also looking worried.
Dr Taylor saw our anxious expressions and said, “Oh, please, I did not mean to worry you like that. Once I’ve explained, you may not think it is too much of an issue to overcome.”
“Please tell me what’s wrong with Jacob?” asked mom.
Dr Taylor straightened up in her chair a little as if she was about to say something important.
“Mrs Addington….I mean Marge,” she said looking at mom, “The blood test show Jacob has a condition which although I would not describe as rare, is a little uncommon. I will not bore you with the name of the condition, and we did send the samples to another laboratory for confirmation. Luckily the condition is detectable through the blood tests. I will try to explain it as simply as I can.”
Dr Taylor looked at me then mom as she spoke. “As you may know, men and women both have bacteria present in their genital areas, which are kept at an optimum level though various means, including the body’s own immune system. In certain cases in men, the balance of this bacteria overwhelms their balancing mechanisms and can lead to aches in the scrotum area, which in effect has happened to you Jacob,” she said, looking directly at me and smiling reassuringly.
“But, the good news is that it is curable. Our medical history records show that virtually all young men who have had this condition have been completely cured. However, the recommended method is,….well,…..slightly unusual.”
“Well, it’s a relief to know you know what it is, and that Jacob can be cured.,” said mom. “But in what way is the cure unusual?” she added, almost taking the words out of my mouth.
Dr Taylor paused for moment.
Then looking at mom directly she said, “Because of the slightly unusual nature of the treatment, you may prefer that I speak to you directly and in private first, Marge, before telling Jacob.”
Mom listened and thought for a moment before replying.
“Er….well, no doctor. It’s all right. I know Jacob is mature enough to listen to what you will say, and I would like him to be present. He’s my son, and I know he will be ok with whatever you might say,” she replied, firmly.
I felt kind of pleased that mom had spoken up for me like that. But I guessed it was partly because of the sexual intimacy we had already shared.
“Alright,” said Dr Taylor, looking at mom and then me quite seriously.
“Occasionally, men much older than Jacob in their fifties and sixties can get this condition, but for them we normally prescribe tablets, which they then have to be take once a week for the rest of their lives. However, the best treatment for this condition, in a young man of Jacob’s age, is to naturally lower the imbalance of bacteria in the male genitals. The way to do this normally, is for a man is to have sexual intercourse frequently with a woman, as the different bacteria that are present in a woman genitalia, naturally help to restore the imbalance in the male, as they get passed on during intercourse.
Mom and I both listened in silence without saying anything. You could have heard a pin drop. And I felt a twitch in my dick as the doctor spoke the last sentence.
“Now for this to work,” continued Dr Taylor, “The intercourse must be without a condom, as obviously we require the male and female genital fluids to mix.”
Dr Taylor paused for a moment.
Then looking hard at me, she said, “Do you have a girlfriend at the moment Jacob?”
“Er…no,” I replied, rather embarrassingly.
“Well, here is where the slightly unusual recommendation for treatment I have for you comes in, in that case.”
Dr Taylor paused again.
“To be blunt Jacob, you need to have sex with a woman daily for the next 2-3 months, and then regularly thereafter, to restore your body’s balance and get rid of your aches. But if you do not have a girlfriend, then that is a problem.”
I sneaked a look at mom, who obviously was not going to say we had been doing it, and neither was I.
Then, I was shocked at the Doctor’s next lengthy statement.
She looked at mom and said, “Marge, I want you to know I am also a sex therapist and counsellor as well as a medical doctor. I see many different types of people who visit me in that capacity, and who tell me all kinds of sexual fantasies and fetishes. So nothing surprises me anymore. And of course the relationships between a sex counsellor and the client is completely confidential.”
“Er..yes…I understand that,” replied mom, slightly confused.
“So what I am try to say, is that one possible solution to the fact that Jacob has no girlfriend currently is ..,” Dr Taylor paused, “For you to perhaps go a little further in helping him with his treatment, if you know what I mean.”
I saw a streak of red run across mom’s neck and cheeks as she realised what the doctor had just suggested to her.
I think I must have blushed too.
Mom stayed silent. My dick twitched again.
Then trying to be more reassuring, Dr Taylor said, “As I mentioned, the relationship between a doctor and the patient is strictly confidential. I can only suggest what is best for the patient and it would go no further than between us, if it helps Jacob get over his little problem, or until he meets a fine young girl in the future hopefully.” Dr Taylor smiled as she finished the sentence.
Mom regained her composure a little and said, “Er…yes…I see what you mean doctor. I shall have to think about it.” She obviously didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell the doctor we had already fucked!
“However, I have an alternative option,” continued Dr Taylor. “Over the years during the course of my sexual counselling, I have seen a number of women, similar to your age Marge, who also have certain sexual issues and problems because their husbands’ can no longer perform sexually. I have handful of such women on my books now. All they require is to have sexual intercourse once or twice a week to help them overcome their problems. Dr Taylor paused.
Then continuing, she said, “I Also have a number of men a little older than Jacob — in their early twenties, who also come to see me with their sexual problems, for example, shyness in approaching women, or lack of experience in the sex act, and require just some initial guidance and prompt in the right direction. Now, being a ‘hands on’ type of sex counsellor, what I do, with the permission of all involved, is, I link up these young men to these older women, who have their husbands’ permission of course. And so the young men can resolve their sexual issues and gain some confidence, whist at the same time satisfying these mature ladies. It is a ‘win, win’ situation. The key is also that before I link up the young men to the mature, experienced women, I make sure both parties are completely free of any infection or STDs, so that they are able to enjoy themselves to the fullest extent, without worry. And I do follow up checks too. So what I am saying, Marge, is if you feel unable to help, I could link Jacob up to one or two of these ladies I know.”
As the doctor had been speaking, and what she had been saying sunk in, my dick had become semi hard. I couldn’t quite believe my ears. Dr Taylor could put me in touch with some older ladies of mom’s age for me to fuck to help cure my problem! Fuck!
I thought mom would blow up either in embarrassment or rage at the idea, but strangely enough when I looked over at her to see her reaction, see seemed quite calm. If anything, calmer than when the doctor had started talking.
“I see,” mom replied. “Well, Dr Taylor, I am so pleased to have chosen you as our doctor, as I can see your approach to treatment is very ‘hands on’ as you put it, and you have the best interests of the patient at heart, even if the treatments are slightly unusual. I’m also glad that you are so frank with us in your explaining the situation, and offering an alternative solution. I shall have to think this all over, as it is quite a lot to take in. But at least we know what’s wrong with poor Jacob,” mom paused, looking at me, “And how best we might be able to help him.” Mom smiled back at the doctor now, clearly much less tense and more relaxed in her chair.
Mom’s reaction surprised me and my dick was still snaking around in my pants at the thought of all these suggestions. I was trying to hide it by holding my hands over my crotch!
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor beaming back at mom. “I’m so glad we have an understanding.”
Then looking at me, Dr Taylor said, ” I hope you will feel comfortable with the suggested treatment Jacob and not feel shy. I’m sure you will appreciate it.” I thought I detected a glint in her eyes as she spoke to me.
I decide to play all innocent and I piped up, “Er…yes…. sure Dr Taylor, anything that helps me get over my problem.” Then, feeling a little braver and to add a touch of spice to the conversation, so that Dr Taylor might perhaps think I was more of a man than she knew, I added, “It has been quite nice and relieving at times when mom has been helping me, so I’m sure help in other ways from mom and from other ladies might be good too.”
I definitely saw a sparkle in the doctor’s eyes this time as I spoke, and my dick twitched again.
“Very good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Now, Marge, you have a think about what I’ve said and let me know how you might want to proceed. And remember this is all completely confidential between us only.”
“Thank you, Dr Taylor,” replied mom.
“Now, before you go today, I do need just one final test to perform which is to take a fresh sample of semen from Jacob. Once the treatment I’ve just suggested to you has been started I will also have to take fresh semen samples twice a week as we monitor progress through regular semen tests and blood tests. You no longer have to take daily cum measurements from Jacob now. Is that ok?”
I felt relieved we didn’t have to use the semen beaker at home again, but I think I must have not been listening properly to the first part of what the doctor had said as mom asked, “You mean you would like a sample now from Jacob?” and looking a little perturbed again.
“Yes. That shouldn’t be a problem should it? Do you feel you can provide me with one Jacob?”
“Er.. yes,” I said..” I guess so.” The truth was, aside from being semi hard already, hearing what the doctor had suggested, my balls were aching a bit, and cumming was just what I needed, as I’d only cum once that morning with mom helping me.
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Excuse me one moment.”
Dr Taylor picked up the phone and said, “Cynthia, as Mrs Addiington and Jacob are the last patients for the day, and it’s almost 5pm, you can go home now. I won’t be needing your assistance further today.”
I realised Cynthia must have been the name of the hot looking receptionist. Dr Taylor listened to a reply and then said,. “That’s right, we’ll be fine. Have a nice evening – bye,” and put the phone down.
“Right, would you like to follow me to my inner consulting room?” Dr Taylor got up and beckoned us to follow.
I had not noticed another door in the doctor’s room on the first visit, but the doctor led us to the far side of the room where there was indeed another door. She opened it and we all went in. The doctor then closed the door and bolted it from the inside. “I like to make sure we have absolute privacy,” she said. “Welcome to my inner consulting room. This is where I see clients who have sexual issues or problems of various sorts, and I try to counsel them and help them resolve these issues.”
As I looked around the room I noticed it had a much more cosy and informal feel to it compared to the doctors main consulting room. This was more homely and even intimate. There were matching lampshades, a luxurious beige carpet with a large roomy leather sofa and a separate sofa chair. At one end of the room a very comfortable looking milky chocolate coloured leather bound couch/examination table was placed in the centre space so you could walk around it, where I guessed people could lie down. There was also a door to another room attached to this one!
As I entered the room, for some reason my hard on had gone down completely. Perhaps it was the thought of what I might have to do in front of the doctor, rather than in private with mom, which is what I was used to.
“Now, Marge, I’ve brought you in here too because I thought it would be better if you might like to help your son produce his semen sample, like you have been doing at home. I would like to watch and assist if you wouldn’t mind so I can make sure everything is in order from a physiological point of view. Is that ok with you both?”
“I guess so,” said mom, but I could see she was a little embarrassed.
I just nodded.
“Now Jacob, see that door — that goes to a bathroom. I’d like you to be nice and clean, so would you like to take off your pants and underwear in there, leave your t-shirt on, and give yourself a good wash of your privates, wrap yourself in a towel, and then come back out here.
I nodded again and walked over to the bathroom door.
Dr Taylor asked mom to sit down and offered her a soft drink. “Jacob before you go, would you like a drink too?”
“Just water is fine,” I said.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Fuck! I couldn’t believe this was happening!
The bathroom was very nicely fitted with a bath and separate shower cubicle, and luxury tiles on the walls and floor. Next to the wash basin were a number of cream coloured towels of different sizes.
I took off my trousers and boxer shorts and gave my dick and balls a good wash using a small towel and soap. Then I rinsed myself off by wetting another small towel, and finally dried myself using a larger one. The large one was big enough to go around my waist, so I wrapped the towel around my hips and walked back into the room where Dr Taylor and mom were waiting.
“Excellent,” said Dr Taylor as she saw me come in. I took a sip of my water which she handed me in a glass. “Please lie down on the couch over there, and we’ll join you. Keep your towel over you for now.”
I did as instructed. My dick was completely soft now – my earlier arousal had completely gone!
I lay down on the couch, which was in the centre area of the end of the room so that people could walk around it, with my t-short still on, and the towel covering me from below. The couch was very comfortable and had a high back so as I lay there I could almost sit up. Mom and Dr Taylor came over.
Dr Taylor was holding a semen-measuring beaker like the one she had given us to take home.
“Just relax now Jacob. I’ll just ask your mom to take a sample like she does at home.”
Dr Taylor then lowered the head end of the couch a little so as I was lying, my back was about at 30 degrees, and I could relax my back and head.
“Right Marge, just do whatever you normally do to get the sample from Jacob at home. I assume you masturbate his penis into the beaker?”
“Er.. yes, that’s right,” said mom, not giving much away.
Mom stood on one side of me and Dr Taylor stood on the other as I lay on the couch.
Mom pulled the towel way from my crotch and legs to reveal my dick. I was now naked from the waist down. I could sense Dr Taylor looking at me dick intently.
Mom started to stroke my dick to try to get some life into it.
I was still limp. And I thought I should say something about that.
“Sorry, I think maybe because I’m in a strange place, I’m not worked up enough just yet,” I said truthfully.
“Marge, do you provide any stimulation for your son? For example, do you let him touch you?”
Mom hesitated for a moment. I could sense she was unsure just how much to let on. Then she said. “Well sometimes I do. I let him touch my bottom and sometimes my breasts too, as that can help him to cum quicker.”
“Well don’t let me stop you then. Just do what you normally do,” said Dr Taylor encouragingly.
Mom turned her ass towards me a little and I started to caress it through her skirt. My dick responded a little, but I was still not really getting properly hard.
“I think perhaps you need some more stimulation,” said Dr Taylor, after watching this for a few minutes, and seeing I was still not getting properly hard. “Tell me Marge, do you let Jacob see you partly undressed?”
I knew mom was fighting her feelings not to tell the doctor too much, but to my surprise at her openness she finally said “Well as you been so frank and open with us doctor, I will also be honest with you and say yes. Occasionally, I have let Jacob see my breasts and my bottom. But I would always wear some panties to cover my crotch area,” she added, lying. She obviously didn’t feel comfortable to reveal any more just yet!
“Well, may I suggest you remove your top and skirt in that case so Jacob can be properly stimulated? I think he does need more help, poor thing,” said Dr Taylor sympathetically.
Mom stopped wanking me and started to unbutton her white blouse. She then took it off, revealing a white full cup bra underneath. Then, she unzipped her skirt from the side and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing quite conservative white panties underneath which didn’t reveal much of the flesh of her ass. She picked up her skirt and placed it on the sofa with her blouse.
She was now wearing just her white panties and bra with black medium height heels. She came back over to me, and not looking at Dr Taylor, perhaps to avoid eye contact because of how she was now dressed in front of me, pulled her panties into her ass crack partly, so as to make her ass look more sexy, and then began stroking my dick again.
“That’s quite a nice touch, to make you look more stimulating,” said Dr Taylor pointing to what mom had done with her panties in pushing the fabric into her ass crack.
“Well, he does like bottoms a lot, so he tells me,” replied mom, to my surprise, revealing one of my likes.
“Well that’s quite natural,” said Dr Taylor smiling at me.
I started stroking mom’s ass again, which was now looking much more alluring, but Dr Taylor looking on at me from one side was not helping my erection still.
I think the doctor noticed my discomfort.
“I think we need to do something else here if we are to get you going young man,” she said. “I did say I was the type of sexual counsellor who believes in a hands on approach, so what I can do if you like is to stand nearer you Jacob, and you may also touch my bottom lightly through the material of my skirt, as you like bottoms so much. Are you ok with that Marge?”
“Er…yes sure,” replied mom.
Dr Taylor removed her white coat to reveal surprisingly low cut beige blouse and dark brown knee length skirt underneath. She came and stood next to me about level with my chest so my right hand could reach her ass. She was much rounder in shape than mom, and more of a bubble butt, I noticed, despite her chubbiness.
“Now don’t be shy young man, you can squeeze and feel my bottom as you like whilst your mom does her bit.”
I couldn’t quite believe this was happening. With my left hand I was feeling up mom’s ass cheeks as she stood in her underwear to my left and with my other hand I was stoking Dr Taylor’s ass through the material of her skirt as she stood to my right!
My dick started to become hard and responsive finally, although I still felt a little awkward.
Dr Taylor placed the semen beaker on the couch so mom could get hold of it in time.
Then to my surprise mom said. “Dr Taylor I hope you won’t mind, but I’m going remove my bra so Jacob can see my boobs. That normally does the trick at home.”
“Well, I am glad to hear you have such an informal arrangement,” replied Dr Taylor looking more pleased now.
Mom unclasped her bra and threw it on the sofa. Her glorious, full, melon like globes with large brown areole came into full view. Mom’s thick nipples looked exceedingly tempting and suckable.
“And I must say you have a very fine pair of boobs,” said Dr Taylor seeing them in their glory.
“Thank you.”
Before going back to working on my dick mom lent over my face so her boobs were in reach of my mouth. I don’t think she had planned to do this but just did it instinctively. Seeing this, Dr Taylor said, “And I see you let him suck you too. Excellent! That should really do the trick. Look!”
Dr Taylor pointed at my dick, which was now fully hard, as I had taken mom’s juicy tit into my mouth as she let her boobs fall over and stroke my face, and she saw it’s full length and hardness now for the first time. “Jacob, you do have a fine erection. I am going to call it a cock if you don’t mind, as I think it is easier to help you to cum if we use more common words.”
Dr Taylor keenly looked at my hard on, and licked her lips, and I could see she wanted to touch it. “Can I make a suggestion?” she said.
“Go on,” said mom.
“How about if you stand over Jacob like you are and let him play and suck on your fine boobs, and I collect the semen sample? It may make things easier,” said Dr Taylor.
“Sounds ok to me, ” said mom. “You ok with that Jacob?”
I nodded. It would be good to have another woman’s hands on my dick.
I was started to feel much more relaxed being in the doctor’s presence now, as she seemed to be enjoying what we were doing too. She moved over to my left where mom had been standing and mom came over to the right of me, still leaning over me slightly so I could suck and play with her boobs or ass with one hand.
Mr Taylor started to wank me. The feel of her hand on my dick was quite exquisite and her technique arousing. She was clearly an expert in this from the way she was stroking me!
My dick was now at full stretch, but I did not feel like cumming just yet.
“May I touch your bottom again Dr Taylor?” I said, feeling brave.
Without saying anything, Dr Taylor angled her ass back at me so I could reach it, and I started to grope at her fleshy ass cheeks through he material of her skirt.
“That’s right. Feel my ass young man and cum for me,” said Dr Taylor as she continued to wank me, whilst I felt up her butt.
At that moment I would have loved it if either mom or Dr Taylor had given my dick a quick suck. But I did not feel brave enough to go so far as to suggest that.
Mom then surprised me again by saying, “Let me use my boobs on his cock for a moment. That should do it finally.”
Mom moved down the couch a little so she was now opposite to Dr Taylor a who let go of my dick, and let mom wank me with her boobs as she held them tightly around my prick and moved up and down.
Dr Taylor looked on pleasingly. “I’m so glad to see you are so free with each other in this way,” she said.
Seeing mom do what she was doing to me in front of the doctor triggered something off inside my head, and I started to get extremely aroused now at the idea of mom sexually pleasuring me in front of someone. I’d gone from being very shy about it initially, to now getting really turned on by it, and I felt the cum rise in my balls.
“I’m gonna’ cum in a minute if you carry on like that,” I said out loud.
Mom continued wanking me between her fleshy tit mounds for another minute or so and then stopped and let Dr Taylor take over. The doctor grabbed the semen beaker in one hand and started pumping my dick hard up and down. She was just in time as after just few strokes I came, gushing into the semen beaker.
“Ahhhhh..AHH…OOOOOHHH,” I shouted out as I came, jerking my hips upwards several times as I did so.
Dr Taylor continued to expertly hold my cock and pump me until my cum waves subsided and she’d collected all my cum in the beaker. I pushed my head back against the couch and closed my eyes, enjoying the high of my orgasm as the doctor’s hand still held my dick, and mom stood topless, wearing just her panties, next to her. Fuck, that was so good!

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She’s 22, Sam is 18, they just like to hang out, goof around and get high

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The Jackie Chronicles

This is the true story of how I started dating my girlfriend Jackie.
Here’s a quick background on the two of us. My name Jordan I’m 15 and 6’2” with a 7” cock and a body builder’s body I have medium length brown hair and a chiseled face. Her name is Jackie she’s 15 and 5’6” with 21 D tits and a nice juicy ass and a slim figure she has long brown flowing hair and the face of an angel. We are both German and Hispanic and we both grew up in Germany and latter moved to Texas. And I have made a fortune by investing in medicinal marijuana dispensaries, and of course I smoke a little myself. We live in a town that’s about an hour drive from Austin.
We first met in German class on about the second week of school, after talking for a bit we learned we shared many of the same friends, so I invited her to hang out with our group. The next morning she came and hung out with our group, from that moment on I knew that I wanted to date her and definitely fuck her. Me her and two other friends became best friends in about a month’s time. We remained like this until October when she started dating one of those gangster black guys (which I loathe).
After about two weeks of dating she had isolated herself and wouldn’t talk to anyone except her boyfriend. I constantly asked her what was the matter but she would never answer me and get highly defensive. I wouldn’t actually find out what was wrong until mid way through November.
(The day I found out what was wrong) I had to stay after school to work out for the power lifting tournament that was coming up. I was walking out of the main entrance to get to the parking lot; I had walked out the doors when I heard someone crying. I looked around and spotted Jackie sitting on the ground behind the gym arch way. Being the good friend I am I went over and sat down next to her, she looked up and saw that it was me. She immediately fell into my lap and started crying, I brushed a piece of hair out of her face.
“What’s wrong” I asked her sympathetically.
Her crying died down a little bit and she gave a few sniffles, “its Darrell (her boyfriend) he hit me.” “WHAT!” I yelled I was beyond mad that that sack of shit laid a hand on her. She started crying again “It started a few weeks ago, he started stealing from me to support his meth addiction and when I confronted him he hit me.” She let out another big sob and wrapped my arms around in a sad attempt to console her. “Then today he wouldn’t quit touching me and wanted me to suck his dick, and when I told him no he hit me again and told me since I wasn’t going to put out I could walk home.” We sat there for a few minutes as I continued to hold her in my lap.
She finally looked up at me “Jordan, I don’t want to go home, what if he comes by to hurt me.” “Well since its Friday you can come stay at my house in Austin for the weekend”, “Is that okay?” She looked up and nodded, I helped her get up and we went to my car. I drove her home so she could pack a bag for the weekend. We then drove to Austin; we got there at about 7:30. I showed her the guest room; after she changed I came back to the room to make sure she was okay. She was sitting on the bed wearing a skimpy spaghetti strap top with yoga pants (DAMN!). “Are you still doing okay?” I asked her, “Yeah, do you think you can do me a favor.” “Sure anything”, “I want to go to sleep but I don’t feel safe so will you sleep with me.” “Sure”, I got up and turned off the lights and climbed in bed with her, she curled up next to me and I wrapped my hands around her. It only took her 15 minutes for her to fall asleep, once that happened I knew what I needed to do next, kick the shit out of her douche bag boyfriend.
Before I left the house I texted a friend to find out where he was at, and as per usual he was hanging out getting high at these shity apartments. I quickly drove to the apartments and found him sitting on a curb getting high. I got out of the car and walked over to him he barely took notice of me, “Do you like hitting girls.” He didn’t answer me he just laughed and stood up; he came over to me and started to get into my face.
“I love hitting women”, bam the first hit and that was it I couldn’t be stopped I just continued to pound the shit out of him. I didn’t stop till the adrenaline surge wore off; I looked down and saw a crumpled bleeding bitch on the ground. I spat on him and walked back to my car, and drove beck to Austin.
Once I got home I slowly walked towards my room, once I got to my room I started to undress. When I noticed a lump in my bed “what the hell” I whispered to myself once I got close enough to the bed I pulled back the covers to see Jackie. She looked so cute the sudden cold air hitting her skin made her wake up. She looked around for a few minutes until she realized where she was at, she looked at me and smiled at me. “Where have you been at?” she asked, “I just had to run a few errands.” “Sorry for stealing your bed, I just didn’t feel safe in the other room”, I brushed her hair out of her face “That’s fine I’ll go sleep in the other room.” “No stay”, she pulled back the covers and patted the bed “Get in bed with me.” I smiled to myself and pulled off my shirt, and reached towards my pants, “Keep the pants on Romeo” she said laughing. I laughed to and climbed in bed with her, she quickly snuggled up against me and I wrapped my arms around her we quickly feel asleep.
When I woke up she was still asleep in my arms, so I decided to step out onto the balcony and smoke a joint. I had just finished smoking when I heard the balcony door close I turned around and saw Jackie she came and hugged me we hugged for a few seconds, and then I turned her around so we could both look over the balcony. She looked up “I’m going to go change” she said, “I think I will to” she ran back into the house and I followed.
I put my shirt back on and walked downstairs, I went into the kitchen to see what I could make for breakfast. I decided to make some muffins I put them in the stove, I heard Jackie coming down the stairs. I turned around right as she walked into the kitchen, she was holding her phone and had an impossible to read poker face. “Nick (our best friend) just text me, he says that you went and beat the shit out of Darrell last night, was he telling the truth?” Since it was impossible to read her emotions I didn’t know exactly how to respond “Well I’d be lying if I said I didn’t.” She continued to dead stare as she slowly walked towards me; I was actually kind of scared that she might hit me. Then she cracked she laid her head on my chest and started crying. I embraced her and started to run my fingers through her hair, “I knew I should have broken up with him the minute he started stealing from me, but he always hit me.” “I know that’s why I took care of him for you” I said she gave me a soft hit in the stomach, “Why did you do that you could’ve gotten hurt?” “He never could’ve hurt me”, “I know but I care about you” “wait what”, she sniffled a few times and smiled up at me “I care about you”
I leaned down towards her and she leaned into me and we kissed hard and long for a few minutes (this was the best moment of my life). Finally we unlocked lips and we looked into each other’s eyes, this was the best moment of my life. Then I smelt something burning, THE MUFFINS, I ran back to the stove “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit”, Jackie started laughing as I scrambled to put on oven mitts and grab the muffins. Jackie came up and gave a playful push out of the way; she grabbed a towel and got the muffins out of the oven. I hopped onto the island and watched as she sprinkled sugar on the muffins, and all that continued to run through my mind is that this has to be a dream.
She finished with the muffins and turned around with a huge smile on her face she slowly walked towards me. She put her hands on my shoulders and lifted herself into my lap with her legs and arms wrapped around me. She pushed me down onto the island and started kissing me as hard as she could, I leaned back and just let her take over my body (I take it back this was the best moment of my life). It made me feel so great it was like my heart was about to explode, to help brace myself from her excessive mauling of my face, I grabbed her ass it felt so right.
Then to make the growing matter in my pants even better she started to grind her sweet pussy against my cock. We were like to animals caught in a rage of lust, we couldn’t stop mauling each other. She finally stopped to take a breather she sat there once again looking deep into my eyes, I couldn’t stop panting, and she continued to look into my eyes. And I couldn’t help but think how great this moment was; she slowly dragged her hand down my chest to grab my raging hard-on. She made a ticking sound “Naughty naughty boy didn’t you ever learn that you don’t get to use that on the first date.” She slid off my lap and grabbed a muffin, I sat up and she threw a muffin at me I caught it and bit in. We continued with our senseless teenage love for the rest of the day, not close to the magnitude of that morning.
It was about 9 that night and we were sitting in the home theater watching a movie. It was a perfect moment I was sitting on the jumbo sized chair while she was sitting in my lap with a throw blanket over the both of us. I had my arms wrapped around her beautiful body while her head was nestled in between my chest and shoulder; it was perfect enough that I could rest my chin on her head.
We stayed like that until the movie was over; once it was over she turned to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. She leaned in and kissed me for a seconds, she pulled away “I’m sleepy, what about you?” she said in the cutest sexiest voice ever, “Sure I could sleep”, “Carry me to bed please” giving me another look “Of course sweet heart.” I picked her up and carried her to my room; I dropped her onto the bed.
Granted she let go of my neck but grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me down for another round of mauling. But it seemed like she was having second thoughts, she pushed me away I was about to ask why “go out in the hall so I can change for you.” I didn’t need telling twice I got off the bed and ran into the hall, I ran down to the bathroom so I myself could freshen up. I slapped on some cologne and pulled off my shirt and pulled my pants and boxers to show off my hip V.
“Jordan I’m ready”, she called out I immediately hauled ass out of the bathroom and ran towards the bedroom. I stopped in front of the door and checked to make sure everything was the way I left it in the bathroom; everything was good time to go. I slowly opened the door and walked in; once she saw me she gave a little giggle “I see you got ready too.” I sat there and looked her up and down, she was magnificent she was lying on the bed. She had put mascara, eye liner, and lipstick on. And she had changed out of her clothes into a lace thong and bra set with one of my suit jackets on to make a half ass attempt to cover up.
Judging by the next little laugh she let out I must have been slack jawed, I tried to recover but there was no use I was paralyzed. She slowly slid off the bed and started to walk towards me in very slinky and provocative manner. She gave me a playful push, then wrapped her arms around my neck “what do you think”, “damn” she started laughing and reached up and kissed me. “So I’m guessing you weren’t all that tired”, I asked “I think you already know that, given that you have no shirt on, pulled your pants down, and slopped on that cologne.” We both let out a little laugh “well I see you found my suits”, she smiled “I thought it might be a classy touch to a skanky look.” “I see, very deceptive, yet incredibly sexy.”
We both stood there for a few seconds admiring each other’s bodies, “So what exactly are we going to do tonight” I asked. This was the first time she looked serious all night, “I don’t know I’ve never done anything before, but I guess if you’ll be gentle we can do anything you want.” All the little whistles in my head started going off and the little voice was screaming “HELL YEAH.”
“Well I have had some experience in this field of work, so do you know some of the main styles or at least heard about them?” I asked. “Well I’ve heard about oral, and I’ve seen some porn videos that my dad has, and there’s one thing that my friend told me about that sounds really interesting but I’m not sure.” “Ooohhh my baby is kinky” I said jokingly she gave me a soft punch, “I’m kidding do you remember what the name of it.” “I think it was called 69ing?” “Oh my god do you know how much I love you right now, but I think that might be a little advanced for you right now.”
“I think we should just start with some old fashioned sex”, “That sounds great.” She wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me towards the bed and then down on top of her. We started kissing really hard; she pushed me over and climbed on top of me. She pulled the jacket off so she was only in panties and a bra, she leaned down to kiss me and that’s when I noticed it. She had a fist sized bruise on her shoulder, I stopped her to take a look at it and she seemed to be ashamed that I saw it. I slowly leaned up and kissed the bruise in any attempt to make her feel better or make it go away.
That only lasted for about ten seconds then, came back down and started kissing me as harder than she ever had that day. Our tongues were locked together as we kissed harder and harder, I decided to do what I had done later and grabbed the hell out of her plump juicy ass. She finally let go of my face and started moving down my body, till she got down to my pants she looked up at me and let out a smile. She ripped off my belt and pulled of my pants in less than 5 seconds, to reveal my cock standing completely at attention, tenting my boxer briefs. I looked up at her and laughed as she stood there in astonishment, she smiled and climbed back on top of me and started grinding my cock while kissing me.
I decided since she was getting to do whatever she wanted to do to my body that I was going to do the same thing her. I took my hand off her ass and then slapped it back down, she let out a big gasp and I guess that pushed her to the next level because she bit down on my shoulder. Oh my god did that feel so amazing I almost came right then and there. She got up a little and started pulling down my boxer’s; I grabbed her hand “I believe I’m the only one not wearing a top right now.” She smiled and gave me another more kiss “Do you want to do the honors or should I” she asked. In response I reached behind her with one hand and popped the strap of her bra and ripped it off.
Once the bra left her tits dropped a little and gave a little bounce, and oh my god were they the most beautiful thing that I ever saw, the only thing was that they sagged a little bit but that was expected with her tits the size they were. She sat there and gave them a little shake as I stared slack jawed at her. That’s when the inner sex monster in me came out, I flipped her over and started going to town on those gorgeous globes. As I continued to maul her she moaned in ecstasy that just fueled my sexual rampage of her body.
She pushed me off her and let out one last moan, and then she motioned for me to stand. She reached over and grabbed my boxer’s and started to pull them down but she couldn’t with my cock holding the boxer’s in place. Since she couldn’t get the boxer’s off she sent her hand down the front of my boxer’s and pulled my dick out and pulled the boxers to my ankles. I kicked them off and I jumped back onto her, and kept licking and sucking her tits like a baby trying to nurse. This time when I stopped I grabbed her sexy lace panties, and shoved my nose down there before I pulled them down it smelt like the most beautiful flower in the world; the name of that flower is virginity.
She let out a soft moan as I continued to sniff her like a dog sniffs for drugs. Then I slowly slipped her panties down and all the way off, she smiled as I gazed down at her beautiful shaven pussy. I tore my eyes away and took one last deep breath of her panties, then I reached into the night stand and pulled out a condom. I opened the package and took out the condom before I could put the condom on, she grabbed it from me and started to unroll it then she slid it down my cock. Her hands sliding down felt absolutely amazing, I looked down at her “Are you ready for this Jackie”…“Yes, fuck me.”
I grabbed my cock and guided it towards her tight pussy, I rubbed my cock up and down her lips to moisten them up. She let out another soft moan, then I pushed in she moaned and squirmed in pleasure, I only managed to get about an inch in she was so damn tight, I pulled out and she let out another moan. I didn’t mean to pull my dick out all the way but she was tight it was nearly impossible not to. So before I went back in I moistened her pussy up again with the tip of my dick. Then I pushed my dick back in she nearly screamed because this time I hit her hymen, I didn’t go through but I hit it.
I pulled my dick out again but it didn’t go out of her pussy but this time there was blood leaking out of her pussy and some on my cock. I pushed in again and once again hit the hymen, I pulled back again. Jackie was lying there moaning and squirming in ecstasy, “Jackie this next time I’m going to bust through your hymen it is going to hurt really bad but after that it’s going to be amazing, are you ready.” Her face was stuck somewhere between pain and ecstasy she bit her bottom and shook her head as she gripped the sheets.
I did it quick like a band aid one good thrust all the way through the hymen, she screamed in pain and ecstasy. I left my dick in the same spot for about 30 seconds; she kept squirming as my dick reshaped her petite pussy. I finally pulled all the way out she gasped in relief I laid down closer to her and bit her neck she once again moaned in ecstasy. We kissed once again, then I got back into position and shoved my cock back and this time the whole 7” went in. Jackie started moaning louder, now that I had stretched her out and broken through her hymen I was going to speed things up so we could get off.
I started at a slow rate and started to speed up Jackie was moaning louder and louder as I sped up. After about a minute I got her tit back in my mouth and kept licking and biting it this only increased her moaning. That only lasted for about 20 seconds she starts yelling “OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD, JORDN I’M ABOUT TO CUM!!!!” “So am I baby so am I.” Another 15 seconds later I felt her cum I felt her juices run all over my cock. I was about to cum myself I pulled my dick out of her and ripped off the condom, I jerked myself for may ‘be 3 seconds then I came all over her stomach.
We both lay there panting and trying to recover fell onto my side so I wouldn’t have to lay in my cum. Jackie turned towards me scooping up some of the cum and sticking it in her mouth, “that was the best thing ever” she said. “You we’re the best girl I’ve ever been with” she rolled on top of me which kind of ruined the point of rolling over. “So how many girls have you slept with?” she asked jokingly but I could hear a hint of jealously “None of them were women compared to you.”
We started hugging each other and she laid her head on my chest, I started running my fingers through her hair. I kissed the top of her head, she looked up at me “So what do we do now?” she asked. “Well given that were both covered in cum and sweat I think we should go take a shower.” “Instead of a shower can we take a bath”, I laughed “Sure whatever you want.”
She started to get up but I grabbed her and lifted her up and carried her into the bathroom, she started laughing. I placed her as softly as I could into the jet tub and I turned on the water and climbed in behind her. She leaned back and kissed me we kissed for a few minutes. Then she let go of the embrace and she reached back and grabbed the back of my head. I reached over and turned on the jets, we sat there for awhile then I felt her shift.
She started moaning, “What are you doing”, she laughed and moaned again “are you using the jets to get off. She laughed harder “You are such a bad girl”, I reached in between her legs and started fingering her she moaned harder. I started laughing I started fingering her harder and harder, she was once again moaning in ecstasy. I was getting a hard-on again so with one hand I kept fingering her with the other hand I grabbed her tit and started twisting her nipple.
She started breathing heavy like she had before “Stop Jordan, I’m going to cum again.” That only encouraged me to finger her harder and faster; “OH GOD!” she got all tense then completely relaxed she leaned back and kissed my neck, “thank you baby” “You’re welcome.” I reached over and grabbed the soap and began to clean her off then myself, I then grabbed the shampoo and started to clean her hair it was so long and beautiful. Once we were both clean I lifted her out of the bath tub and dried us both off, then I carried her back to the bed. We climbed into the bed together naked and I pulled the sheets over us and we snuggled together until we fell asleep.
THE END OF PART: 1
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Nick and Jayne

I rolled over and slammed my hand down onto the alarm, ending the annoying ringing that had woke me up. It was the first day of summer, and I had forgotten to turn my alarm off so now I was awake way earlier than I had wanted. I decided to get up instead of trying to regain sleep. I went down to the kitchen and fixed myself a decent breakfast of cereal. After I proceeded to the shower and preparing for the rest of the day. I finally looked at the clock again and saw that it was 8:30.
I suppose I should take time to say who I am. My name is Nick Hunter, I am 16 years old, and live in California. I’m about 6’1”, 155 pounds, short dark blonde hair. I had an athletic body due to the amount of soccer I played usually daily for either my school’s varsity team and now since that ended it was usually just personal training at a local park with an IPod or something like that. I lived with my mom, older brother Jake who was 21, and younger brother David who was 13 in a good house.
After killing time on the computer and other various activities like watching TV or just listening to music I got a text on my cell phone asking if I wanted to go to a beach bonfire later tonight from the girl I had been chasing after for the better part of half a year, Jayne Spindler. I had known Jayne since I had started high school two years ago, and we had been good friends throughout those two years. Jayne was one year older than me and going to be a senior in high school, about 5’4”, she had shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes that reminded me of a tropical ocean, about 34B tits, a wonderful tight firm ass, and a great body since she was a soccer player as well. It wasn’t until I had broken up with my last girlfriend, Katey, that I realized how much I liked Jayne. The only problem was that I knew Jayne had no interest in me, or so her friends had told me after I had asked them to see if she had any feelings for me.
Jayne’s best friend was a very close family friend of mine named Amy, who I had known for the better part of 12 years. It was to her I went when I wanted to know if Jayne had any feelings for me, I was heartbroken when she had told me did not.
The bonfire wasn’t supposed to start for another 30 minutes, so I sat down to watch some random TV show with my younger brother. I woke up an hour later and quickly jumped up and grabbed my car keys and hopped into my Nissan Altima and started driving towards the beach. When I arrived there I found Amy sitting with some other girls from school, “Hey Nick, deciding to show up fashionably late as usual?” she said in her usual sarcastic tone.
“No I fell asleep on the couch and David forgot to wake me up” I said “Do you know were Jayne is? She said she would be here” I asked.
“Yea I saw her go for a walk down the beach towards the peer. I saw Kevin get up and go the same way about 5 minutes later just to let you know” she said.
I sighed in frustration. “Ok thanks Amy” I said with my anger clearly audible from my tone. Kevin was Jayne’s ex-boyfriend, She had broken up with him last month after she walked in on him cheating on her with one of the slutty cheerleaders from our school.
“She told me to tell you to go find her when you get here she wants to talk to you, be careful if you find Kevin though” she informed me. Almost everyone knew how much I hated Kevin after finding about him cheating on Jayne. Not just that, it was the fact that he kept trying to get her back was the most annoying part of it.
“K thanks Amy” I said. I started off in the direction of the peer, really hoping that I wouldn’t run into Kevin trying to convince Jayne to go back to him. After about 5 or 6 minutes of walking I heard a voice above me on the peer itself and connected it to Kevin.
“I don’t know why you keep ignoring me like this Jayne.”
“How can you be so stupid Kevin?! You cheated on me and you still keep trying to get back with me, take the clue and leave me alone!” Jayne said harshly.
“Why can’t you just accept my apology Jayne?! I made a stupid mistake” he pleaded
“You didn’t make a mistake, I know exactly what you wanted. Since I wouldn’t have sex with you, you found someone who would. You cheated on me and to me that was basically saying I meant nothing to you. Now just leave me you pathetic piece of shit!” Jayne replied fiercely.
“You fucking bitch” Kevin shouted. Then I heard the slap of a palm onto a face, and then I heard Jayne exhale in pain. This sent me over the boiling point as rage filled my body and I took off at a sprint up to the entrance of the peer. In the distance I could see the outline figure of Kevin leaning over Jayne’s crying body.
I reached them in what seemed like no time. Kevin heard my pounding footsteps and looked up just in time to see me lunge at him and tackle him to the wooden plank floor of the peer. I threw my fist into the side of his head over and over again. Somehow Kevin managed to get a hard blow into my stomach which sent me backwards and then he started slamming fists into my stomach and head. I kicked out hard into him and as I got up I saw him running at me, just before he got to me I dropped onto one knee and flipped him over my back onto the floor of the peer. As he was getting up on his hand and knees I sprinted over to him and threw my knee into his face and I felt and heard the satisfying crack of his nose breaking as he passed out. I stood over his unconscious body breathing heavily.
It wasn’t until I heard Jayne’s sobs that I came back to reality. I rushed to her side and found her arms and face badly bruised from Kevin’s attacks. I reached out to touch her, but as soon as I made contact with her arm she panicked and let out a sob. “It’s ok Jayne it’s me, Nick” I whispered comfortingly to her.
“Oh thank you so much Nick, I wasn’t sure what he was going to do” she cried fearfully.
“It’s going to be ok Jayne, he won’t hurt you anymore. I’ll protect you from him” I said reassuringly. All she could do was cry into my arms as I held her. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” I carried her back to my car, and sat her down in the driver’s seat as I fetched one of the first aid kits I had from the trunk. I turned the light on in the car and began cleaning up some of the dried blood from her nose. I handed her an icepack and told her it was for the swelling. She held it over her left eye as she looked down at the seats.
She suddenly dropped the icepack and inhaled in shock. I looked up and saw her staring at my face. “OH MY GOD, are you ok Nick?!”She asked as she saw the extent of my injuries on my face. I could still feel a little blood flowing from my nose and a cut above my right eye.
I’ll be fine, I’m more worried about you though” I told her.
Let me clean you up a little at least, it’s the least I could do.” She pleaded. I refused her at first telling her I was fine. “Nick, I will NOT take no for an answer” she said forcefully.
“Fine if you have to.” I said. She then proceeded to get another first aid kit from the trunk (I had quite a number of these due to soccer injuries).
“This will sting…A lot” she warned as she picked up the anti-septic spray.
“Fine, do what you have to” I told her.
“Close your eyes” She warned. I did as she told, as soon as the spray hit the gash above my eye I muffled a cry. I won’t lie, that hurt like a bitch. After she had put a bandage over the gash, she kissed the top of it.” There you go, all better” she said. I looked up and smiled at her and was rewarded with a smile that melt my heart.
“Oh yea, I just remembered. When I got here Amy said you wanted to talk to me about something.” I said curiously.
“Oh…yea I did. I completely forgot.” She said.
“If you want to wait to talk about it that’s fine, you’ve had a rough night.” I said.
“No, I want to talk to you still” she informed me.
“Ok whatsup Jayne?” I asked.
“Well, Amy told me earlier today about how much you care for me” she told me.
My heart started beating a lot faster. “Oh, what did she say exactly?” I enquired.
“She said that you broke up with Katey because of how much you liked me, I just want to know if that’s true.” She asked me this in a tone I couldn’t make out. Was it anticipation? No it couldn’t be, Amy had already told me Jayne didn’t care for me like that.
“Yes, it’s true. I love you Jayne, I have since I met you two years ago my first day of high school when Amy introduced us. If you don’t feel the same way about me, I understand. It will hurt me a lot, but I still hope we could be friends. I don’t want to lose what we hav…” she cut me off there as she kissed me enthusiastically on the lips. I returned her kiss with the same amount of enthusiasm, we both opened our mouths and our tongues danced with one another. She broke off then.
“Take me to my house, my parents and little brother are out for the weekend.” She informed me.
“How did you get here?”
“Amy drove me here, I assume when she realizes both of us are gone were we are.” She said lustily.
“Then what are we doing here still?” I asked her sarcastically. With that she moved over to the passenger seat as I put the keys in the ignition and took off out of the beach parking lot.
We must have made it to her house in a record time, or so it seemed to me. Jayne unlocked the front door and opened it. As soon as I walked in after her, the door closed behind me and I was pushed onto her couch. Her lips were planted forcefully onto mine and she tugged my shirt off. She ran her hand down my chest and abs, it was like firecrackers exploding under my skin every time she touched my skin. I pulled her shirt off her and exposed her black lace bra covered tits. I reached behind her as we were still kissing and unclasped her bra, exposing her perfect tits. I felt her hand fumbling with my belt buckle, I helped her take my pants off so that I was laying on her couch in just my boxers. I flipped her off from on top of me to underneath me, and I started pulling her pants off exposing her shaved pussy. “No panties?” I asked. She only blushed and nodded. “You naughty girl.”
“How naughty? Show me” she said seductively. With that, I moved my kisses slowly down her body from her lips, to her neck, to her breasts, spending time sucking each nipple. I then continued my kisses down her stomach till I was kissing the inside of her thighs. “STOP TEASING ME ALREADY NICK!” she moaned.
“What you don’t like it?” I asked sarcastically.
“NO!” she practically shouted it at me.
“Fine ruin my fun then” I sarcastically. I pulled her pussy lips apart with my fingers and licked her slit. I slid my tongue inside of her and started sucking on her pussy lips. I moved my tongue out till I was licking her clit, I then slid two fingers inside of her pussy and proceeded to finger her and lick her clit at the same time. Her breathing became labored and her head lolled back with her eyes closed in pleasure.
“Nick, I’m gonna cum.” She breathed out as a whisper.
“Do it Jayne, cum for me baby” I encouraged her. She then let out a long moan and her juices flowed over my chin as she came. She was breathing hard still as she got onto her knees on the floor in front of me as I sat on the couch. “What are you doing” I asked
“Returning the favor” she told me as she licked the bottom of my rock hard cock from my balls up to the head. Once she reached the head, she engulfed half of my shaft in one go and continued to bob her head up and down on my dick and fondle my balls at the same time. She continued this for what felt like an eternity to me in my world of pleasure until I felt that familiar pressure build up in my balls.
“I’m gonna cum Jayne.” I warned her.
“Do it, cum in my mouth Nick” she commanded me. That was all the encouragement I needed before I blew my load into her mouth. As each spurt of cum sprayed into her mouth she swallowed the previous one.
We both sat there breathing deeply for a minute and then she said “now put that fucking dick inside of me. I want you to take my virginity tonight Nick.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to you to do something you don’t want to do” I asked.
“Yes I’m sure, I love you to Nick. I want you to be the one to take my cherry.” She told me. My heart filled with joy as I heard this.
“Then it will be a night of firsts for the both of us.” I informed her.
“Really? I thought you…with Katy” she asked confused.
“No I didn’t, now let’s do this beautiful” I told her as I guided the head of the cock to her pussy. It wasn’t until I got here till it dawned on me. “Jayne, I don’t have condom with me.” I told her.
“It’s ok. I’ve been on the pill for a year now.” She informed me “Now put that big dick inside of me Nick”
With that, I slowly pushed the head of my dick inside of her. One the head was in, I could feel the resistance that is her hymen. I looked up into her eyes once more. “Go ahead Nick, I trust you to be gentle” she said. We both took a deep breath, then I pushed past her hymen and I heard her whimper in pain. I sat like that for about a minute till she said “go ahead, I’m fine now.”
“Are you sure?” I asked her
“Yes, it hurt at first, but now it feels really good. Go slow at first though baby” she told me. I did as she asked and started to push all the way in and then pull back out slowly. I slowly started to increase my pace, but apparently it was too slow for her, “Come on Nick, Fuck me HARD” she told me. I complied and started to thrust as deep as I could into her, and then pull almost all the way out till it was only the head of my dick still in her before I shoved it back into her hot, tight pussy. I rubbed her clit as I fucked her.
“Oh yea baby, fuck me. Does my tight little pussy feel good wrapped around your big dick?” her dirty talk was driving me crazy, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. Jayne started breathing harder and faster, “I’m Gonna cum soon Nick. Want me to cum on the big dick of yours?”
“Yea baby, do it. Cum on my dick as I fuck you” I told her. It wasn’t much longer until I felt her pussy spasm and clamp down on my dick. This was enough to send me over the edge. “I’m gonna cum Jayne.” I informed her.
“Do it Nick, Fill my pussy up with your hot cum” she said. With that, I came hard inside her pussy. I rolled off from on top of her and laid next to her on the large couch. “I’m tired” She said as she yawned. I picked her up and carried her to her room. We both laid down on her bed and fell asleep almost immediately.
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Fantasy

Aunty and I

Here is a new story. There are no sequels but you can suggest something for me to write and I will write a story. This is a fake story sex wise and the reason I find it hard writing stories is because I don’t actually have experiences to draw on. So suggest something and I’ll write something. Please comment.

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Breastfeeding Bad

My name is Sarah and I’m a 38 year old single mom living in Albuquerque, New Mexico. I’ve looked after myself and I’m quite trim. I’m especially proud of my tits, especially now there swollen with milk and I have a very good ass.
I’m fortunate in that I don’t have to work, I was left some money by my grandparents and at the age of 36 I decided to quit my job and have a baby. I wasn’t romantically involved with anyone at the time so I decided to do it all by myself with just the aid of a clinic and a sperm donor.
Emma was born a little over a year ago and we have been very happily getting along together ever since.
Anyway, to my tale.
The house is a four bedroom property with a pool. You need a pool in Albuquerque because it gets hot, very hot. I have a lovely old gentleman, Jose, who looks after the pool once a week. His wife, Teresa does the house cleaning and laundry.
One day when they arrived they had their grandson Hector with them. He was about 12 years old and it was obvious Hector had not been in the country long, he hardly understood any English and Jose and Teresa spoke only Spanish to him.
When I was out by the pool feeding Emma while Jose worked skimming off some insects and leaves. Hector wandered by. He stopped and looked intently at me as I fed Emma. It make me a little uncomfortable. When Jose had finished cleaning the pool told him to tell Hector if he wanted he could have a swim in the pool.
Quick as a flash Hector took off his tee-shirt and jeans and I caught myself quite an eyeful. When Hector took off his jeans he was wearing boxers and his cock hung out of them buy a good few inches! I was quite flustered, I’d never seen a cock that size and Hector couldn’t have been older than 13 at the most.
When they left I put Emma straight down and went for a lie on my bed. When my fingers found myself I thought of Hector’s cock. I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t get it out of my head. it was enormous. In the days that followed I regularly fantasised about holding and stroking that cock.
A few weeks went by before Teresa brought Hector round again. I went straight to the pool and started to feed Emma and it wasn’t long before Hector was there too!
My Spanish is not great but I can manage “Quieres ir a la piscina.” As Hector stripped off I saw he was wearing whities and it was an impressive bulge.
While Hector swam I brought out some cokes and chips and when he got out of the pool he sat with me. I know it is wrong but I decided to give him a good look at my tit as I started to feed Emma again. I couldn’t see if it got him physically excited but his eyes never moved from it.
I didn’t see Hector again for ages after that until Jose and Teresa came round one day and it was obvious there was trouble. I was busy with Emma as she was teething but from what I could gather Hector’ mother was a bit of a wild one and someone had to go to bail her out of trouble.
When Teresa told me they had to finish early I offered to look after Hector. Teresa was a little concerned as she knew Emma was teething but I told her it would be no problem. Teresa thanked me and Hector settled down on the couch.
I busied myself with Emma, she was very grumbly and wouldn’t feed.
At round 6 o’clock Teresa rang. They now had to go all the way to Phoenix, she apologised and asked if I could look after Hector overnight? No problem I told them.
I have to say I was excited Hector would be staying overnight but I also knew he was a 12 year old boy and Teresa had entrusted him to me. I had to put his cock out of my mind and behave myself.
Hector could now speak quite good English. I asked him what he wanted for dinner and as he was a big soccer fan I showed him how to use the cable. He happily watched a couple of games on the cable and at about 10 o’clock he fell asleep on the couch.
I carried him up to the spare room and put him to bed. I was quite proud that I had resisted the urge to undress him for bed! I was being a good girl.
It had been a tough day with Emma teething and I was tired. I had a large glass of wine and I went to bed shortly afterwards.
At around 1am Emma woke up crying. I brought her out of her cot and tried to settle her down. She was having none of it and I had to give her some of her medicine. As I was trying to feed her to sleep Hector appeared at my door. Oh Christ.
“Can’t you sleep?” I asked him. He shook his head. He stood at the door as Emma finally drifted off to sleep.
I don’t know what came over me. I Put Emma back down in her cot and called Hector over. Settling him on the bed I put his mouth to my tit and stroked the back of his head as he began to suck. It felt great
I briefly pulled him off my tit and told him very firmly “Tell no-one”. Hector shook his head. I put him back on the tit and he suckled himself to sleep.
When he was asleep I took his jeans and tee-shirt off and put him in my bed. I held Hector tightly. I gently stroked his cock through his whities. A line had been crossed.

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Marty, The Golden Boy_(1)

(Hope you enjoy this story of my youth. There are many that I am preparing to write. This is my first)
I had known Marty all of my young life, well every since I started elementary school that is. I think we all have known a “Marty” type when we were young. Marty was the handsomest boy in school. He was blond and blue eyed with a killer athletic body. Later I would find out that he also had a huge dick. Marty was linked to a girl named Pamela. In 6th Grade they were the “golden couple” but this story is not about Pamela. This story is about Marty and his big dick.
My brother was three years older than me and his friends were always hanging around the house. Both of our parents worked, so no adults were ever at home during the day. We only had one next-door-neighbor and they didn’t have any kids at home. They had moved away a long time ago. Besides, my folks weren’t overtly friendly with them anyway. So there weren’t any prying eyes to see what my brother and I were up to. Summers were especially awesome. But I will save that for another story.
School had just let out for the summer and it was our last year in the elementary grades. The school that Marty and I attended was in back of my house, which was separated by a couple of baseball diamonds and just some open fields. The school was like a magnet for kids with nothing to do. During the summer time we played baseball nearly everyday. You could always get a game up with neighborhood kids and Marty was one of those neighborhood kids.
It was a pretty hot day for June and we had worked up a pretty decent sweat and kicked up a lot of dirt so we were kind of gritty as well. Marty had hit a homer and drove me home. With that hit, we won the game.
“Hey Marty want to come over and get something cold to drink?” I asked. “Sure”, he replied “I could use something cold about now.” So I grabbed my mitt and he picked up the bat and ball he had brought and home we went. “Anybody home?” he asked as we walked through the field. “Nope, my Mom and Dad are both at work. My brother might be home, I don’t know what he’s doing today but it’s OK” I said. Secretly, I was hoping that no one would be there, especially my brother. I wanted Marty alone, my dick wanted Marty alone… I could tell ‘cause it was starting to raise its’ head in anticipation. As we started to walk, I saw Marty glance down at my growing crotch and I could’ve sworn I saw a flicker of a smile before he turned away.
As we entered the back of our property, I was in front of Marty as we walked up the dirt path past our vegetable garden. Marty and I made some small talk about the garden which helped relieved the swelling in my pants for the time being. When we got to the house, I unlocked the back door and called out to my brother, James. Luckily, no one was there. I told Marty to come on in.
Marty followed me in through the back door, and into the kitchen. I poured us some ice cold lemonade which he drank in one long gulp. I watched his throat, his “Adam’s apple” moving up and down as he quenched his thirst. I have always thought that a man’s Adam Apple was sexy and to this day I still do. As I looked at Marty’s “apple” I thought about what it would be like to have my cock in his throat. How it would feel, the muscles contracting and what it would be like to fill his mouth with my cum, to watch that throat drink the nectar of my being. In those split seconds I also wondered what his cum tasted like and would he fill me with his boy spunk. I could feel the blood rushing to my cock and that a raging hard-on was now making my pants pretty uncomfortable. Marty emptied the glass and as he put it down on the counter saw my situation.
“Hey, what’s going on with you down there?” he asked with a big grin on his face. “Aw, nothing… its’ just that I get hard sometimes, James says that boys are horny all the time and get hard a lot”, I said as I reached down to adjust my cock. Marty laughed and said “Me too. Ever beat off?” “What do you mean?” trying to sound innocent. I had done much, much more with my brother James but no one else knew that. “You know, jack off” Marty laughed as he reached down and grabbed my crotch. His touch was like an electric shot that coursed through my entire body by just his touch. My knees felt weak and I thought I would fall to the floor, but instead I found my trembling hand reaching for what was already his bulging hard cock. It was like the entire world had ceased to exist as I tugged at his zipper and reached in and felt his cock through the material in his underwear. I looked at his face and saw this golden boy’s eyes glazed over with lust, as if he was in a trance as I traced the outline of his cock through his BVD’s. At the very tip of where his cockhead was, I felt a small area of wetness. I knew he was ready. I found my voice, whispered “come with me” and taking his hand, led him into the bedroom I shared with my brother.
When we got into the room, I shut and locked the door as Marty looked around. When I turned back around I said “take off your pants and shirt”. He said “OK but you have to do the same”. That’s all I needed to hear! I had my clothes off in no time. Mainly because I wanted to see his body being revealed, to be able to built upon the anticipation of what was to come.
Marty’s arms were pretty toned and muscular for someone graduating from the 6th grade. Besides baseball, he was also really good at basketball and later he told me that he was on a swim team that his Mom had enrolled him in at the YMCA near his home. So that accounted for the nice body and sweet butt he was starting to develop. Along with this tight little body he was acquiring, blonde hair was beginning to show on his arms and legs. As he pulled his T-shirt over his head I could see that hair was beginning to sprout under his arms. As I wondered about the hair around his cock and balls, he dropped his pants and kicked them off. He hooked his thumb to the band of his white BVD’s and slowly pulled them down until his rock hard cock plopped up and out. Around the base of his cock I could see some hair beginning to sprout there. A sure sign that he was becoming a man!
His cock was perfection. He was circumcised and at least 6 inches. I had never seen a circumcised cock before, at least not up this close. Being from the South, I was not cut, nor was anyone else in my family, including cousins. So I was fascinated by its beauty. A blue vein at the base ran the entire length of his cock traveling upward toward the reddish, purplish tip of his flawless cockhead. His cock stood at rigid attention and bent ever so slightly to the left.
I walked to where he was standing and told him that I had been waiting for this moment for a very long time and kissed him upon his full red lips. Again, I felt the electricity flow through my body and it was exquisite. Without words being spoken, I knelt down and took the tip of his cock head into my waiting mouth. I savored the saltiness, the richness of the aroma, of boy essence. I rested my tongue on the underside and worked my way around the head and down the shaft again. As I began to pay special attention to his cockhead, I was transported to another plane where no one else existed as I tasted the pre-cum bubbling up and being released into my waiting mouth. I suckled on his nectar like a bee seeking pollen from a morning dew flower.
I worked my way down as far as I could but I had never seen such a huge dick before let alone, suck on one. He was at least 6 inches and for a 12 year old mouth sucking the dick that you had secretly worshiped, that is big! But being a lover of boy cock, I continued to move my mouth downward. I swirled my tongue around his shaft and then down and then moving back up to the head. I was savoring every moment. I knew how to make him come to the edge and then back off just enough to stop him from going too far. James had taught me well (but that’s another story).
Marty woke me from my stupor as he pulled me up to kiss me. He pushed his tongue gently but forcefully through my lips and down my throat. I sucked on his tongue and he on mine. Then he pulled back releasing me from his kiss. He slumped down to his knees and swallowed me whole. I gasped for air as he moved his head up and down, teeth and all. It was glorious. Marty was not as talented or as lucky as I was. He was the only child so he didn’t have a brother that he could practice on night after night. So I had to tell him to open his mouth more and to slow down. He pulled his head up and looked at me and said “Sorry! But I’ve never done this before and your dick just tastes so good!” We both laughed at that.
“I know, but I am not cut like you and my head is really sensitive. It’s always got a hooded jacket on!” We both laughed uncontrollably at that. I pulled Marty up and maneuvered him to my bed and pushed him down. I said let me show you how we both can pleasure each other and positioned my self so that we could do a “69”. Marty caught on to this new position and his teeth were no longer a problem. He catches on quickly I thought. My mind became void of thought with the exception of giving this blond god complete and utter mind-blowing satisfaction. I worked sucking on the head and then the shaft of his cock and back up to worship the head again. With each thrust downward, I moved his cock deeper into my throat, back up and then down again. My mind emptied of all thought as I worked on my one desire, the one sole thought that I have had for such a long time and with all my being. It was nirvana as I sucked on this beautiful cock.
I reached and pulled his ball sac downward, gently but firmly. He squirmed a bit when I did that. So I tried something else, I reached for his mouth and pulling my cock out stuck my finger in and told him to suck that. When that was nice and wet, I pulled that out and stuck my cock back in. While I was gorging on his cock, I reached in back and found his rosebud and played with his crack. I pushed and he made a sign with his butt that he really didn’t know what I was about to do, but he was not sure if he could handle it. I ignored his body’s pleas and pushed inward. As my finger pushed forward, I could feel his cock tensing and getting ready for release. Marty yelled and released my cock from his mouth as his hips bucked and he thrust deeper down my throat. I could feel the cockhead exploding in my mouth as wave after wave of cum was released into my grateful mouth. His pulsating cock shot a long rope of cum and then several more before he had totally emptied his boy juice into my throat. I didn’t lose a drop and didn’t want to swallow his cum. I wanted to savor its’ sweetness. When I did swallow, I tried to save some so as I reached upward to kiss his lips, released some of his essence back to him. He sucked every drop from my tongue and then swirled his tongue in every crevice seeking out any drop that might still be left. When he was satisfied and there wasn’t any cum left to be had, he released his lips from mine and smiled.
“Geez, where did you learn how to do that?” he panted. “Marty, before we go any further, I need for you to know that I took a big risk today. Promise me that you won’t tell anyone what we did here today”. He kissed me again and said “Don’t worry no one is going to hear from me that I was sucking your dick!” We both laughed at that. “In case you haven’t notice, I took a pretty big risk too.” He said. “OK then I will tell you. A few months ago James showed me some magazines that he found showing some guys doing that to some other guys. I have been sucking James off every night since!” We both laughed and he squeezed my crotch. “There was some other stuff they were doing but we can do that some other time if you want.” I said with some hesitation. Marty looked at me puzzled and then he smiled the biggest smile “How about now? I am up for anything you want to show me!” Pressed to my stomach was a throbbing hard-on that Marty suddenly had acquired with little effort. I kissed him again and without a word, got up and went to my dresser drawer where I kept my socks and pulled out a jar of Vaseline.
I walked back to the bed, reached down and massaged his dick with a large glob of Vaseline. Marty didn’t say a word. As I put another glob on my rosebud, I bent down and gave him a long, tongue penetrating kiss.
I wanted to be able to watch his face, to be able to seek out his lips as I sat down on top of his steel hard cock. I pushed him back down on the bed and as I lowered myself onto his rod, I gently kissed him. I could feel the tip, and slowly I moved downward until I was centered. I took a deep breath and at the same time told myself to relax. I continued in a downward thrust until I could feel the sharp pain of his dick entering past my rosebud. As his dick past my sphincter, I stopped moving so that my anus could adjust to the pain which quickly became that of joy. Marty had his eyes closed and relinquished control to me.
I resumed my downward thrust until I had engulfed every inch of that glorious boy cock. I was in heaven at that point and searched out his lips. Marty was thrusting and bucking upwards like a wild stallion. I began to ride my pretty pony like the Lone Ranger, with each gallop bringing me closer and closer to climax. Marty thrust upward with such force that I thought I was going to fall off. He screamed “I’m Cumming!” I felt his cock pulsating, shooting a torrent of cum inside of me. Barrage after barrage coated my insides. He fucked like a wild man and I could feel his cock rubbing my prostate, making it tingle with each electric shock of his cock rubbing against it. Without touching myself, I began shooting ropes of cum. The first volley shot onto his shoulder, the second volley seemed even more forceful then the first and shot onto his cheek. The third shot fired landed on his upper lip. I bent down and before he could lick it off, sucked it off his lips. I loved the taste of my own cum; I licked it off of his cheek and then reached my head down to his shoulder and licked it clean until none was left. Our bellies were smeared in the remaining cum that I shot. Marty’s thrusts lessened and as I laid there on top of him I could feel our two hearts pounding as one. I felt his cock growing smaller until he easily slipped out of my hole. He kissed me, a long and caring kiss.
That night in the darkness of my room and as I lay in bed somehow I knew that Marty had answered a question that was deeply buried inside of me without me even knowing what the question was. I felt complete. I was to find that this was the first step on a long journey that I would take in the years ahead.

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