Oh So Friendly Part 2
It takes a heap of sex to train a Texas Debutant. I want to hear from you, the negative as well as the positive.
It takes a heap of sex to train a Texas Debutant. I want to hear from you, the negative as well as the positive.
My first steps into the bisexual life, with an anonymous man
Lisa is listening to her parents fuck when her father suddenly opens the door and asks her in
Introduction:You better watch it, You better not to cry… Chapter 2
I was young, some may consider it wrong but I do not.
Coninuing adventures of Joan
It was wrong, but that didn’t stop us…
Jessica after comeing of age for the Dolcett lotto decide’s to volunteer for the Dolcett Game reserve’s anual game and try to win exemption status, will she win?.
Three recently married couples spend their honeymoon’s first night in the same hotel. The next morning the three woman meet in the hall and decide to have breakfast together and to gossip about their wedding night, although one of them claims she won’t be eating anything. The first starts enthusiastic, “Last night my husband put his whole hand inside me!” The second bride, not surprised at all, proudly takes her turn at once, “Mhuh… my husband put his whole arm inside me!” Then, both women look at the third one who, although moving very clumsily, stares at them with ambiguous satisfaction in her whole body, looks down on her hip and cries out to it, “Hey John, come out and say hello to Sarah and Pam!”
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Matt takes Lumiosa to school.
Sorry this chapter was a little short but i didn’t want to keep people waiting to long for the next chapter I hope everyone is enjoying the series so far and i appreciate all the comments and votes
It was a regular day I went out for the morning paper when I spotted a new neighbor moving in across the street and what happened next resulted in the most spontaneous sex I ever had.
Jane moaned when she felt John’s mouth on her pussy, arching her back as she felt his tongue sliding up into her. Susan noticed with surprise that her father was standing next to her, watching in fascination as his wife had her pussy eaten publicly by a strange man. Then John got to his feet, his erect cock standing out in front of him. As Susan watched with held breath, he rubbed the head of his cock in Jane’s pussy, then leaned forward, easily sliding his cock into her. As everyone watched, John began to fuck Jane, his cock working in and out of her pussy.
“Isn’t this wonderful,” Susan heard Alice whisper in her ear.
“Yeah, it is,” Susan agreed, watching as John fucked her mother.
“And look at your father,” Alice said. “I just sucked his cock and look at him.”
Looking at her father, Susan could see that his cock was hard and sticking out in front of him as he watched his wife getting fucked in front of everyone. She could see that he was getting off on it. Then seeing that John was getting worked up and knowing that he was ready to cum, Susan moved over next to him and whispered in his ear as he continued to fuck her mother. Smiling, he nodded at her when she finished whispering.
John continued to fuck Jane, his cock sluicing in and out of her juicy pussy as everyone watched. Even Don had a huge erection as he watched his wife’s pussy being filled by a strange cock. Then suddenly John’s breathing got ragged as his balls built towards orgasm. Then he pulled his cock from Jane’s pussy, cum shooting from the end of it. Susan fell to her knees and opened her mouth, letting the stream of cum shoot into her throat before enveloping John’s cock in her mouth, sucking on the slimy gooeyness as John’s balls continued to pump cum into her mouth.
When Susan finished sucking John’s cock, she turned and buried her face in her mother’s swampy pussy, sucking the cum from her hole. Jane groaned when she felt Susan’s mouth fasten on her pussy, not knowing it was Susan. When she finished sucking her mother’s pussy, Susan got to her feet, her face smeared with cum as she smiled at everyone.
Then suddenly Billy stepped forward and speared Jane’s pussy with his cock, instantly penetrating her pussy and burying his cock deep inside of her. Jane just moaned when she felt her pussy again filled with cock, rotating her hips and pressing back against the cock buried deep in her pussy. Susan watched with delight on her face as Billy fucked her mother. Even though Jane was more experienced than Susan, she knew that her mother had to be feeling something of what she had felt when everyone fucked her only an hour ago.
Jane was groaning as she began to cum as Billy’s cock sloshed in her pussy. Susan was fascinated watching Billy’s cock slide in and out of her mother’s pussy. Soon enough Billy groaned as he felt his balls explode. Susan quickly grabbed his cock and pulled it from her mother’s pussy, sucking it into her mouth as jets of cum shot into her throat. Susan loved the taste of Billy’s cock as she sucked the combined cum of her mother and him from his cock.
As she released Billy’s cock she could see that Bob was taking his place and burying his cock in her mother. Turning to see her father’s face, she saw that Bunny was on her knees in front of him sucking his cock. Susan could tell by the look in his eyes that he was past caring about anything. And from the sounds of her mother’s moans, she was too.
So Bob fucked Jane like crazy until he came. And again Susan sucked his cum-spurting cock into her mouth and swallowed all of his cum. Then she turned to her mother and began to suck her swampy pussy. Susan could both see and feel how swollen her mother’s pussy had become from getting fucked as she sucked on her lips, her clit, snaking her tongue up into her hole. Jane just moaned as she came again and again while her daughter sucked her pussy.
Then Susan felt a cock brush against the side of her face. Looking to her left, she saw that it was Ed’s cock and that it was very hard. And big. It looked so huge to her. She couldn’t believe that just an hour ago that it had been deep inside of her pussy. Susan moved aside to make room for Ed.
“Hi, Jane,” Ed said, rubbing his cock in her pussy. “I was hoping I’d get a chance for some more of this. Do you mind?”
In answer Jane just moaned as she pressed back against his cock as it was resting at the entrance to her pussy. Slowly inch after inch of Ed’s cock slid into Jane’s pussy. It was fascinating to see something that big disappear into something that looked so small. Slowly Ed began to glide his cock in and out of Jane’s pussy. Her swollen pussy lips clung to the shaft of his cock each time he pulled back.
Susan loved seeing Ed’s cock in her mother’s pussy again. There was something so sexy about something that big plunging in and out of her seemingly small pussy. Glancing over at her father, Susan saw that he was watching Jane get fucked with great interest. He was obviously turned on by it, as his cock was again hard, even after Alice had sucked him. Then Susan noticed Jimmy standing just behind their father. She could see by his hard cock and the look on his face that he was totally turned on watching their mother get fucked right out in the open in front of everyone. By everyone.
Susan moved over next to Jimmy, leaning her body into his as she whispered in his ear. He started to move away after a moment, but Susan reached between his legs and grabbed him by the balls, holding him captive. She whispered in his ear some more and then Jimmy slowly nodded his head, Susan now massaging his cock in her hand.
Going back over to kneel next to where Ed’s cock was still moving in and out of Jane’s pussy, Susan looked at Jimmy and smiled. Then Ed began to groan and Susan was pulling his cock from her mother’s pussy and sucking it into her mouth. Ed groaned one more time and then exploded in Susan’s mouth, his thick jets of cum shooting into her throat. Susan sucked and slurped and gulped as Ed’s cock filled her mouth with cum. Again she noticed how much she liked the taste of her mother’s pussy on a cock.
When she finished sucking Ed’s cock, everyone was applauding. Susan smiled, looked hard at Jimmy, then turned and began to again suck her mother’s just-fucked pussy. She was sucking on the juices that filled her mother’s pussy when she felt someone standing next to her. Without even looking, Susan moved to the side to make room for Jimmy. She heard everyone gasp as they realized what he was intending and Susan grabbed his cock and placed it at the entrance to Jane’s hole.
Jimmy plunged forward, his cock easily swallowed up in his mother’s pussy. Jane moaned softly as she felt yet another cock invade her, gently swiveling her hips as her son began to fuck her. Susan was delighted when Jimmy began to fuck their mother. It was even more fun to her because she knew her mother had no idea who it was that was fucking her. She was just glued to the lounge, face down, her ass up in the air, just waiting for a cock.
Looking at her father she could see that his eyes had narrowed as he watched his teenage son fuck his wife. Without hesitating, Susan moved over to her father and dropped to her knees in front of him, opening her mouth and sucking his hard cock in. Don looked down at her as she began to suck on his cock, staring for a minute. Then he patted her on the head as she sucked him, smiling.
Everyone was watching in disbelief as Jimmy fucked his mother and Susan sucked her father. This was a show out of the wildest of imaginations. Jimmy was slamming his cock in and out of his mother’s pussy while Susan sucked her father’s cock, trying to force more and more of it down her throat as she sucked him.
Then suddenly Susan stopped sucking her father’s cock, letting it fall from her mouth. Rising to her feet and grabbing him by the cock, Susan pulled him towards where Jimmy was fucking Jane. Going to one side, still holding her father by the cock, Susan lay across her mother’s ass, her ass pointed at her father. She squeezed his cock hard as she lay across her mother.
“Fuck me, dad, fuck me,” Susan implored him, her bald pussy pointing at him. “Fuck me hard,” she said, “like Jimmy’s doing to mom.”
When Don heard this his eyes widened and a look hard to describe crossed his face. Taking his cock in his own hand, Don rubbed the head of it between Susan’s pouting pussy lips. Then with almost no preparation at all he slammed himself all the way into her. Susan gasped at the violence of his penetration then quickly succumbed to the sensations of her father’s cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She couldn’t believe how good it felt. She could feel every time Jimmy slammed into their mother and soon it felt like she was getting fucked by two people at once.
Finally Jimmy began to groan as he felt his orgasm approach. Grabbing his cock and pulling it from their mother’s pussy, Susan pulled Jimmy around to the side of the chaise lounge and began to suck his cock while her father continued to fuck her from behind. Again she savored the taste of her mother’s pussy on a cock. And she loved Jimmy’s cock. She loved the way it felt as it slid into her mouth and down into her throat. It was just perfect, so smooth and hard. She felt his cock thicken as his balls exploded and she eagerly gulped at the cum that filled her mouth, swallowing all of it while her father continued to fuck her from behind.
Then she felt her father’s cock pull from her pussy, leaving her feel incomplete. Then she felt the head of his cock pressing against her asshole. Susan gasped around Jimmy’s cock as she realized that her father was going to fuck her in the ass. She had never seen that done before and had no idea what to expect.
Sucking on Jimmy’s cock, she felt herself unconsciously resisting as her father’s cock continued to press against her rosebud. She heard a gasp as someone saw what was happening and was aware of everyone crowding around again. Trying to relax, Susan suddenly felt as though she were splitting in two as her father’s cock slipped two or three inches into her ass.
She could hear everyone murmuring as she felt her father’s cock throbbing in her ass. It was a strange but not unpleasant feeling. Then she felt him begin to press into her. She could tell his cock was slowly sliding up into her ass. She still felt as though she were splitting in two but it wasn’t so bad that she couldn’t ignore it.
Then she felt her father’s thighs press against hers and she knew that his cock was all the way inside her ass. She was suddenly aware that Jimmy’s cock was no longer in her mouth. He had moved around to watch his father fuck her in the ass. Susan couldn’t believe what it felt like when her father began to slide his cock in and out of her ass. It filled her even more than it had in her pussy. As it continued to plumb the depths of her bowels Susan felt herself begin to cum for the first time, a body-wrenching orgasm that had her writhing on the end of her father’s cock as she lay across her mother’s body.
Then Don began to pant, and then groan as he approached orgasm, his cock never slowing down as it slid in and out of his daughter’s ass. Finally he cried out and slammed his cock as deep as he could into Susan’s ass, completely burying himself as his balls exploded, cum shooting deep inside her bowels. Susan could feel her father’s cock expand and then explode. She imagined that she could feel the cum spurting against her insides as her father’s cock pulsed inside of her as it shot more and more cum into her.
Finally Don’s balls stopped spasming and his cock stopped spurting. He just stood there with his cock buried in his daughter’s ass, a group of total strangers standing around watching, approving. Slowly he stepped back, his cock sliding from Susan’s ass, followed by a thin dribble of cum that slid down into her pussy. Alice immediately dove into Susan’s ass, sucking and slurping at the cum that dribbled from inside of her and sucking and licking her pussy. When she finished sucking her clean Alice helped Susan to her very shaky feet.
“Oh, dad, that was great,” Susan said, wrapping her arms around her father and hugging him. “I never knew anything could be so much fun. Did you like fucking me? Did it feel good?” she asked, looking up at him.
“It reminded me of your mother sixteen years ago,” Don said, smiling at her. “Still the best I’ve ever had.”
“Oh, dad, you’re so sweet. Now I really know why mom married you, don’t I?” Susan said with a laugh.
“What are you talking about?” they heard a groggy Jane ask as she struggled to her feet. “What’s going on?”
“Oh, Jane, you are so funny,” Alice said as she moved next to Don, and arm around his waist and one around Susan’s. While you were letting everyone aboard ship fuck your all too inviting pussy, including your son, I might add, Susan here sucked Don’s cock for a bit and then he fucked her while she was laying across your back. But then it got really good when he fucked her in the ass while Jimmy was still fucking your pussy.”
“You’ve got to be kidding,” Jane replied, staggered by what she had just heard.
“Hell, it didn’t seem like you cared about anything but another cock in your twat,” Alice said. “I’m jealous. I expect to get gang-banged tomorrow night or I’ll be very disappointed. Had you ever done that before?”
“Not really,” Jane answered. “Just once in college with Don and a friend of his. I think Don fucked me and I sucked his friend.”
“Well, Susan’s a chip off the old block,” Alice said.
“Dad said I reminded him of you,” Susan said, smiling at her mother. “He said you were still the sweetest pussy he had ever fucked.”
“You really did?” Jane asked, looking at her daughter first, then her husband.
“Yeah,” Susan said, actually blushing.
“In the ass, Don?” Jane asked her husband. “You had to do that?”
“I loved it, mom,” Susan said. “I had no idea. You like it that way?”
“It’s her favorite,” Don answered. “Always has been.”
“I like it that way too,” Alice agreed. “But it turns a lot of people off.”
“I thought it was strange but nice,” Susan said. “I think I’d like to see what it felt like having a cock in both places at once.”
“It’s even better if you have one to suck at the same time,” Alice said. “That way no hole goes to waste.”
“I’d love to fuck your ass,” Ed said, overhearing their conversation. “But only if you didn’t mind and of course Don didn’t mind.”
“I want your cock in me,” Alice said. “I want you to fuck me and I want you to fuck me in the ass. That cock of yours is gorgeous.”
“Well, let’s see what Jane has to say first,” Ed said.
“Go ahead, honey,” Don said. “You know you’d love it.”
“I’m tired,” Jane said, shaking her head. “This has been too much for me.”
“Maybe later,” Ed said, smiling at her.
“Maybe later,” Jane agreed, nodding her head as she stared at his huge cock. “But I’m going to bed now.”
“Me too,” Susan said. “I’m beat. Come on, Jimmy.”
“Now, I want you two to behave,” Jane said.
“Oh, mom,” Susan laughed as they made their way down to their cabins.
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So I got stuck with how I wanted to continue my previous story, so instead I decided to write something that I found more fun to write, please tell me if it’s as interesting to read. As usual, the intro has little sex, but I plan on making the second part more “Action-y”
Austin and I are having a nice morning together. We decide to take a calm stroll to the park…and a bit more….
College Sexual Exploit
Cindy’s twin teenage boys dedicate themselves to seducing their gorgeous mother, her breathtaking sister, and her luciously ripe bodied cousin, with randy results
Coninuing adventures of Joan
My name is Derek and im documenting my sex life as it goes on im currently 21 now but my adventures take place when i was 13
My sex life starts normal and plain but gets dirtier and kinkier as i prgress
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18 yo girl leaves an all girls boarding school and is determined to have some fun before going to university
This is my first story. I’ve never written about any of my encounters before, until recently when I’ve been wanting to re-live them in my head. I thought it would be an interesting story. Any feedback would be appreciated. Enjoy :]
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It feels like I haven’t been used in ages. I’m too much of a scared sissy. I find guys from all over, talk, email, text sometimes. But when it really comes down to it I get too scared. I’ve been with this guy before, his cock is soda can thick and he’s really rough. The day after my first encounter with him, I literally couldn’t walk properly or sit down comfortably. It’s exactly what I look for in a guy. Tall, muscular, dominant, big cock. Lately though, I’ve been dodging him. We agreed to meet this one time two weeks ago, I was really horny and constantly emailed him throughout the week. But when the night to meet him came, I chickened out. Scared he would fuck me too hard the next time we’d meet, I kept dodging him, giving him excuse after excuse… until tonight. I just can’t take it. I need him, someone, anyone to put me in my place and make me feel like the little girl I am. And he’s always available. Especially for his little Filipina hoe.
So here I am, waiting in my car for his call. I’m sitting in the back seat wearing a yellow polka-dot thong, frilly black fishnets, clear platform high heels, and a little black dress. I start to rub my little clit thinking about what is going to happen to me tonight. In my head I keep replaying a scene of me getting pummeled from behind by his big black cock, loving every second of it, telling him to rape me harder as I take it deep in my ass like a good girl. I start stroking, edging myself and then stopping. I do this a couple of times as doubt starts to fill my head. Is he going to come? I think to myself.
I get really sad in my head and begin to ask myself questions like, “Why am I such a stupid bitch, no one wants to use my worthless asshole.”
I start thinking crazy thoughts, like just walking on the streets in my skimpy outfit until someone picks me up and really rapes me. Until finally, I receive a text from him.
“Come to front of door now and wait there.”
My face lightens up as I hop out of my car and run in my heels towards the door waiting for him, fixing myself up and hiding my little clit, tucking it under my sexy thong. I feel a cool breeze brush between my tall slender smooth legs and realize how exposed I am standing out here in the open, looking like a call girl at this man’s doorstep. I hear footsteps on the other side of the door as he opens it. I try not to make eye contact with him as not to be disrespectful. Maybe it’s the Asian influence I grew up with, never looking directly at your elders or maybe I’m just a submissive slut. He opens the door slightly stepping one foot outside as his hand starts to reach behind me. I feel his big rough hand grab my fat bubble butt. He smacks it as I stumble on my heels but grabs me by the neck to help me balance myself.
Wringing my neck he pulls me towards him, “You actually decided to show, you’re a naughty little chink.”
I nod, my little clit already hardening. “Yes sir, I’m sorry, I’m here now to service you.” I whisper.
He tells me to go upstairs. I walk as he follows, I can tell he’s looking up my dress, staring at my little bubble butt and the thong that’s wedged between my Filipina ass cheeks. When I get to the room I see a bunch of toys on the bed, belts, a blindfold, and cameras set up…. My heart sinks into my stomach as I take off my coat. Standing there in just my skimpy outfit legs crossed, I await his instruction.
He closes the door behind him and locks it, turns around and sees his little chink whore standing at attention. I keep my eyes glued to the floor, but I can feel his searching me, hearing him lick his lips as my legs begin to shake nervously. I can picture what he sees. Just a worthless, weak, little sissy Asian boy in a tight dress that likes being bossed around and treated like a whore. But it’s turning him on more than any other girl he’s been with. Sure he loves making bitches submit, but when that bitch has something between his legs, when that someone he’s dominating should have been a man but is rather an effeminate little boy, it makes his blood boil and makes him uncontrollable.
He circles around me then grabs me by the neck, his huge hand enveloping my neck as I feel his other hand grab my tiny crotch. He pulls my thong to the side and he starts playing with my little clit between his thumb and index finger. I moan as he manhandles me, it turns me on so much my little clit begins to swell. His grip on my neck tightens; he then throws me on the bed my ass popping out of my tight dress.
“Head off the bed” he says to me, as I crawl to the edge, lying on my back.
I see him fixing something on his camera and then he comes back towards me blindfold in hand. He stands towering in front of me as he drops his pants and his fat 10 inch cock slaps against my face.
“Suck it you little faggot” he says as I grab his thick cock and place it at the opening of my mouth.
Barely able to fit the head of his cock in my mouth I try to please this meaty rod with my tiny mouth.
“Good slut, suck that cock your stupid whore”
I feel him reaching and pulling my dress up as he sees my fully erect tiny clit pulsating as his hips grind his huge cock into my mouth. Each time he tries to thrust his dick into my mouth, face fucking me, my little clit twitches. He puts the blindfold around my head and begins to tie it. I start to breathe heavier, my clit getting harder as he places his cock back into my mouth. I feel him grabbing my little clit as he chuckles.
“What a tiny little cock you have. I shouldn’t even call it a cock it’s so fucking small.” he smacks it lightly, as I twitch. “You shouldn’t be considered a man, you disgrace men. All you’re good for is this dirty fucking hole.”
He says to me spanking the side of my ass cheeks. His words get me turned on even more and all of a sudden I hear a buzzing. I feel him attach something vibrating to my little clit. It surrounds my clit and vibrates right on the head of my cock, as I’m filled with ecstasy. I start moaning, sucking his cock harder and longer. He retaliates at my willingness to serve, as he starts to fuck my mouth harder. I feel him grab my neck and starts pumping in and out of my throat. He slides his cock halfway in and holds it there as I start to choke. He pulls back out and slaps me across the face.
“Take my cock you brown bitch” he says putting his cock back into my mouth and pushing it 3/4s its way in.
I gag several times and every time I gag he smacks my face. He clenches my nose shut and starts getting a faster rhythm going in his thrusts. I feel like my mouth has become a pussy for him to rape as he grabs both sides of my face and begins fucking my mouth. The vibrator on my clit starts to push me to the edge, I feel myself letting go, this feeling that I was holding in from the beginning.
“I can’t be cumming yet!” I thought to myself.
I try to tell him to take it off but everything he hears is muffled.
“Shut the fuck up and take this cock, stupid chink bitch!”
I try to push him away, he sees my body squirming, but it’s too late. Streams of cum shoot across the bed, on my dress, my legs, and my face. I had been edging myself for so long, I had such a huge load built up, almost a weeks worth of cum exploding from my little clit. I must of shot 10 streams of cum all over myself as my masters voice becomes excited.
“Holy shit bitch! You’re one dirty fucking whore. Can’t hold it back, huh?”
He belittles me. I lay there blindfolded, with cum all over myself, panting and gasping hard.
“Hold still.”
I hear a snap and flash.
“He’s taking pictures of me.”, I say in my head.
Reality hits me hard. I’m not a very experienced CD, so when I cum once, I get snapped out of my slutty alter ego.
He leans close to me, I can feel his breath against my shoulder as he whispers, “I’m going to fuck your little ass so hard now.”
I can tell he has a smirk on his face when he said that.
“Turn around ass in the air, now.”
“Mast-” I try to say.
“Shut the fuck up bitch, did I ask you to talk?”
I slowly and reluctantly get on my hands and knees.
I hear him take a belt, “Face on the mattress, put your hands behind your back.”
I comply, as he can clearly see my erection is no longer there, just my limp little clit. He takes my forearms and ties them together. I hear him pop a cap open as he pours lube all over my little asshole.
He leans over me and whispers, “I’m gonna stretch your little Chinese asshole, you’re my bitch, and I’m gonna fuck you till you beg me to stop.”
Fear comes over me as I scream, “Please daddy! I don’t think I want to do this anymore! Please can I go home?!”
I just hear silence, then out of nowhere I feel a burning smack against my ass as I feel him bury his cock in my raw tight asshole. I feel all 10 inches slide through my clenched butt cheeks. I feel a tear as I shriek in pain. My back and ass buckle as I go from my knees onto my belly, he comes down with me pinning me down against the bed with all his weight. 250lbs of black muscle pinning down my pathetic 130 lbs tiny brown body. I almost pass out from the pain as tears stream down my eyes.
I scream, “I’M SORRY MASTER! PLEASE TAKE IT OUT, YOU’RE GOING TO KILL ME!”
I hear him chuckle as he pulls out of my ass. I feel some liquid running down my thigh, as he turns me around and shoves his cock in my mouth. A combination of shit and blood fills my mouth while he cleans his dirty cock with the inside of my mouth. He smacks me hard in the face as tears seep through my blindfold. I feel him take my cum covered panties from my leg and hear him rip some masking tape.
“I’ll show you to talk back to me.”
“No ple-” he shoves my panties in my mouth and tapes it over my mouth.
He smacks me again “Scream through that bitch.”
He keeps me on my back, the pressure against my forearms. I feel him spread my legs kneeling between them. He grabs me by my ankles and bends them behind my head. I feel so exposed in this position. My bleeding asshole exposed for him to use as he pleases. I hear another snap, as he takes a picture of my ripped ass-pussy. He drops the camera on the bed and places his cock between my filipina ass cheeks. I try to scream for him to stop but to no avail. With one of my legs against his shoulder and the other one in his hand he starts to pry my asshole open once again with his fat black cock. I moan as it slides through my already broken asshole. I clench against my invader but it just hurts even more arousing him. He starts to rub my limp little cock in his hand as he begins pumping in and out of me.
“That’s right bitch, this asshole belongs to me, this little body is my property and you’re my fucking slave.”
I shake my head, not wanting anymore. As he smacks me across the face.
“Nod your head bitch, you belong to black cock, right?!”
He smacks me again but I don’t respond. He then places both my legs on his shoulders and raises his hips. He wraps both hands around my neck as he starts fucking me harder without mercy. Choking the life out of me like a doll as he thrusts his hips in and out of my gaping rectum. The sound of his balls slapping against my ass cheeks fills the room.
“You better fucking agree with me you stupid chink dog.”
He starts gripping harder around my neck as I start to get light headed. It seems as if my dismay arouses him, as what feels like his now 11 inch cock starts raping my little Filipina asshole. The whole length of it slides out and slams back it. He smacks me again with his other hand while he chokes me. The blood excreting from my asshole acts as lube to fuel his assault. He pulls all the way out and makes me feel how wide my ass is gaping. It gapes so long and wide that it fills with air as his cock rams over and over into it. Each long stroke causes my asshole to queef loud while he buries his meat in me. I’m embarrassed at the sound but all my mind is focused on right now is trying to cope with the pain. I can hear his breathing start to pick up as his thrusts get faster. It sounds like an untamed wild animal is having his way with me. He loosens a bit on my neck by removing one of his hands but begins smacking my face constantly as he doubles his efforts on my torn asshole.
“You filthy fucking pig, you belong to me, don’t fucking forget it!”
I nod my head fast wanting it to be over.
I moan through my gag, “yes! OK!”
I stop fighting back and stop clenching as he continues his attack on my ass. I lay there limp, submitting, just taking his cock into my hole. My heels flail in the air above his head while he viciously rapes me.
I try to withhold all the pain I’m feeling and keep telling myself, “it’s almost over, it’s almost over.”
Little do I know his onslaught is just beginning. I feel him hock and spit on my face as he slaps my cheek hard. His warm, thick spit slide down my neck. I begin to tear, feeling so disgusted with myself.
“You know what.” he says as he rips off my gag and rubs my used panties in my face.
I gasp for air smelling the soiled thong rubbing against my face.
“I want to hear you scream and beg for me to stop.”
His long thick cock slides out of my aching rectum as I feel him kneel, straddling my chest. He grabs me by the hair and rams his bloody, shit covered cock into my mouth. The taste is almost unbearable as he starts raping my unwilling throat. I gag hard on it, unable to push his heavy body away from me. He starts fucking my face harder while sitting on my chest, my hands and arms cramping behind my back. I feel them losing circulation as they’re pinned behind me. He begins hitting my gag reflex consistently as his thick cock forces its way down my throat. I take his onslaught of throat fucks but gag too hard and begin to throw up while his cock is deep in my throat. He feels warm vomit surround his cock in my throat as he pulls out quickly. The act of him pulling out causes me to throw up even more on the bed I’m laying on I feel it sliding down the side of my neck, coughing hard, tears running down my cheek as I do.
“You fucking dirty pig!”
I feel a hard smack against the side of my head, hitting my ear as I hear a sharp ringing noise.
I feel it again, this time even harder, almost like a punch, as I plead.
“Please master! I’m sorry! Don’t hurt me please!” I say coughing and crying, vomit running down the side of my mouth.
He grabs me by the throat, picks me up on my knees, and turns me around. He removes the belt from my forearms as my bruised limbs fall to my sides. I think to myself, is it over? He’s finally done! Thank god!
He then pushes my head down, “Grab your ankles.”
“Please, I beg you daddy…” A hiccup in my voice from me crying. “No more, please! You’re really hurting me.”
“If you fucking move, I’m going to keep you here all night bitch.”
He yells at me. As I freeze motionless, with my head to the bed and my poor abused ass in the air. I feel it gaping wide, as I hear him searching through bags. He finds it, something metal, clinging, as he walks with it. He grabs my wrist and wraps it around. “It’s a handcuff” I say to myself, realizing my plea was unheard. He cuffs my right wrist to my right ankle and my left wrist to my left ankle, my chest pushing on top of my knees.
“You’re fucking filthy, look what you did to my bed.” He rips my blindfold off as I clench my eyes shut. Slowly opening them and observing my surroundings. Everything around me disheveled and turned upside down, me in the middle of it all. And right next to my head, the puddle of puke. The sight of it makes the stench all the more putrid as I turn my head the other way, not wanting to see or smell it. I feel a hard lash on my ass, as I look behind me seeing my master with a belt in his hand.
“You’re going to clean that up, dog.” He whips my ass hard again; I immediately feel the welt starting to form where his leather strap met my ass. I cringe in pain. He places his cock at the entrance of my beaten and bruised asshole.
“Yes daddy, I promise I’ll clean it up right away! Please don-”
He grabs me by my hair and before I could finish my sentence, shoves my face into my puke, as I feel him lean forward and ram his cock deep into my blood crusted asshole. I shriek in disbelief and agony as he rubs my face in the regurgitated mess I made.
“NOO!! STOP!! PLEASE!!”
My screams muffled from the vomit covered bed sheets entering my mouth. I close my mouth shut when he directs my head facing straight down into the mattress but scream when he pushes the side of my head into it.
“Mmmmm beg me to stop you dirty chink faggot, I know you love it, you love being degraded like a little bitch!” he screams at me. “You’re a dumb little brown dog, you deserve this! You belong to me and only me! Don’t you? Whose dog are you?”
All that he hears in return are the dampened cries and moans coming from under him. He takes his belt and whips me three times extremely hard. One on each cheek and one against the back of my dress.
“You better fucking respond to me dog, otherwise this is going to go on all night!” He flogs me again five times hard and fast against my back.
“I’M YOUR DOG! I’M YOUR SLAVE, MASTER! PLEASE STOP!”
He grinds his hips harder and harder against my ass, smacking his hips against my welt covered fat ass cheeks. The sound of his balls smacking against my tiny sack are mixed with his screams. It’s as if my clit is getting smaller and smaller from all the abuse I’m going through. My tiny little cock retreats into my body just as any bit of masculinity left in me is being pounded by my big black master. I feel it pathetically dangling between my legs as he fucks me like a dog. He wraps his belt around my neck holding it like a leash, picking my violated face up from the vomit.
“That’s a good dog, if only you could see how filthy you look right now.” he says, tightening the belt around my neck. “Bark for me you little bitch.” I feel him reach under me grabbing my balls and cock in his huge paws, suffocating them to the point where it feels like I don’t even have any male genitalia at all. “BARK!”
“Please don’t make me do that!” I feignedly whisper like a little girl. His grip on my little cock and balls is so emasculating. He squeezes harder.
“BARK like the worthless fucking animal you are whore!” He says punching the back of my head.
“MASTER! YOU’RE HURTING ME!!” His pace starts picking up as he starts smacking my body all over. My thighs, my back, my ass, my head. “BARK! BARK YOU FUCKING DOG!”
I embarrassingly muster up my voice. “woof!” I let out.
“LOUDER YOU DUMB CUNT, WHO’S BITCH ARE YOU!?”
“WOOF WOOF!” I shout at him! Disgusted and humiliated.
“Who do you belong to you stupid dog?” he starts cradling my balls again stroking my cock.
“You..I belong to you master..”
I wince as he chuckles, grabbing the belt around my neck and jerking it back so my face is up. I scan the room with my blurry vision and notice I’m staring straight into a rolling camera lens. Immediately a tear runs down from my eye, realizing the humiliation that was just captured. Here I am, a delicate, effeminate little Filipina boy dressed in 4 inch heels a skin tight and torn black dress that’s hugging my bruised and welted body, looking straight into the camera with my vomit smearing my make up, bent over wrists cuffed to my ankles, barking like a stupid dog while this monstrous, muscular, dominantly superior black sadist shoves his thick raw cock deep into my bowels while he uses the belt around my neck like a rein pulling me onto his dick, spearing me against him, over and over… and over.
He realizes I’ve seen the camera and begins to taunt me. “Aww poor little doggy doesn’t like the camera?!” He tugs on the belt harder as he smacks my ass.
“Say hi to the camera you worthless bitch toy” He yells, grabbing my ass. I feel his pace start to quicken. Balls deep in me he starts sliding only half way out and then slamming his black meat into me. I hear him breathing harder and faster as his grip on the leash becomes tighter. I feel an indent of the belt buckle start to take form against my neck. I gasp for air as my trachea tightens up. I feel him start reaching down to discover something equally shocking to him and I.
“Your little clit is HARD?!” He grips my erect cock in his hand and starts stroking.
No this can’t be!? I think to myself. Why am I hard right now?!
“So you like this type of abuse you Filipina cum bucket, you like barking like a stupid bitch dog?!” He starts choking me harder as he slaps my face. His pace quickens and his attack on my ass continues, but with a renewed energy. My master rarely likes when I’m enjoying what should be a punishment. The hard cock in his hand is just telling him to abuse me more violently now, both he and I know it. All I can do is close my eyes in shame. How can I be enjoying this treatment?!
“No response?! Then I might as well choke you out if you aren’t going to respond to me! I might as well be fucking your unconscious piece of shit body!”
He loops the belt once more around my neck and pulls hard, jerking my head back and depriving me of air. He softly but quickly strokes my rock hard cock, fucking my ass relentlessly. As he tightens his grip on my neck it’s as if I get hornier. Dear god! I say to myself. I can’t let him choke me out! I can’t! God knows what he’ll do with my body if I’m unconscious. But at the same time I don’t want him to stop. I feel like I’m going to explode for a second time. What was once an unbearable burning in my anus has now turned into an unfulfilling hunger for him to tear me in two. The harder he pounds into me the more I stick my ass out. I wish my hands weren’t cuffed to my ankles so I could spread my welted ass cheeks for him.
The air in my lungs is nearly gone as I feel my climax start to cum. Just a little more, I think to myself. It feels like the whole length of his shaft is sliding against my prostate. Please keep going! I say in my head, please! Then out of nowhere he lets go of my cock, pulls his 11 inch monster straight out of my body, and pushes me against the bed. He unlocks the cuffs from my ankles. He unravels the belt from my neck, replaces it with his hand, picks me up with only my neck and pushes me against the headboard.
“You think I’m gonna let you cum that easily you disgusting horny little faggot?” He smacks my face as he looks at me. He smacks my rock hard cock twice, the second one hitting my balls as I flinch.
“LOOK AT ME BITCH!” My eyes slowly lock onto his. I can feel him seeing through me, knowing exactly what I need and how I’ll do anything for it.
“Do you want to cum you little slut?!” He smacks my face again.
“Yes daddy!” I beg.
“You have to beg better than that you dirty fucking cum slut!” He smacks my face extremely hard. I feel a welt in the shape of his hand forming against my face.
“PLEASE FUCK ME DADDY!” He smacks me again right on the same spot, pulls my head closer to his face and looks into me with an intensely dominant stare. He looks at me like as he would a dog, a worthless animal, an object for his pleasure only. He lightly punches me in the gut as I feel the wind being knocked out of me.
“BEG BETTER THAN THAT BITCH! TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT!” He backhands me across my face twice. I feel like his human punching bag, used to take his beatings, an object for him to express his anger on. He starts slapping me all over, one after another, my face, my thighs, my ass, my clit, one after another after another. Each time he hits me I scream in pain… and pleasure. It feels so good when he smacks me. It’s making my cock harder than I could imagine. I’m such a sadistic fucking whore! I tell myself. Look at me about to cum from daddy just abusing me, not even fucking me.
“YES DADDY HIT ME! ABUSE ME! RAPE ME! ANYTHING DADDY!” I yell, fully submitting to his violent treatment.
“Are you going to be a good dirty chink for daddy?” He says staring at me.
“Yes daddy! I’m your slave!”
“You’re my worthless doggy slave right bitch?”
“Yes sir!”
“Bark for me.” He says, grabbing the belt again and wrapping it around my neck.
“WOOF WOOF! WOOF WOOF!” I howl.
“Good doggy! Good. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He says lifting my dirty face by my chin with his finger. He drags me off the bed by my leash, leading me outside of the room. My rock hard cock stiffly wags between my legs as I crawl on all fours behind him. I feel so sexy in this position; I wag my ass side to side like a happy dog about to get a treat. We get to the bathroom, he kicks open the door and leads me inside. The tiles on the floor are cool to the touch against my raw skin. He grabs me by the hair and stands me up on my heels, slowly sits down on the covered toilet seat and looks down at my dangling little clit. He pulls my head closer to his causing me to bend over a little as he grabs my sack and clit in his hand.
“What is this whore?” I flinch as he squeezes my pathetic crotch, the sound of my heels clicking against the floor as I stumble.
“I-It’s my clit sir.”
“You sure this isn’t a pathetic looking little Asian cock?” He smacks my face still grabbing tightly around the base of my cock as well as under my balls. It feels like he wants to cut the circulation off on my clit.
“No daddy! It’s a clit!”
“I thought you were a little Asian boy that likes playing dress up?” He says condescendingly.
“No daddy, I’m not, I mean-”
“Oh that’s right, you’re not a man are you? Nowhere fucking near considered male. RIGHT?!” He smacks me again and stares deep into my eyes.
“No daddy! I’m a worthless bitch!”
“Good girl…You’re just a stupid sissy cocksucking Filipina FAGGOT!”
He tightens the belt, the buckle digging into the back of my neck as he pushes me down, laying me across his lap. My cuffs click against the tile, the front of my platforms scratch against the floor. He bunches the belt and my hair in his left hand as he smacks my brown ass with his right.
“Say it you piece of shit!” He orders spanking my ass again. His hand is so big when he spanks me he hits both my ass cheeks.
“I’m a cocksucking faggot!” I whine.
“What else bitch?!” He smacks me harder, grabbing one of my ass cheeks tightly and pulling it apart so my used asshole gapes open.
“I’m a stupid filipina dog!”
“Good girl..”
He spanks me 4 times consecutively on my ass as I wince in pain and pleasure. He feels my hard cock rubbing against his thigh.
“What do you want sissy fag?”
“I-I want your cock in my ass…” I say shaking.
He pulls me up on my heels again this time facing away from him.
“Touch your toes.”
I comply, bending over and grabbing my heels so that my ass is in full view for my daddy. I hear him lick his lips as he grabs both my asscheeks, pulling them apart and smacking my ass. Looking between my own legs I see his thick black cock hanging between his legs semi-erect. My mouth starts to water just looking at his cock.
“Bounce your ass hoe, dance for daddy.”
He demands as my eyes light up. I love shaking my booty for men; it makes me feel like a sexy stripper. I bend my legs, still holding my heels, and jiggle my ass for him, making my ass clap as he leans back, grabs his cock and watches his little slut perform. He takes his phone on the counter and starts to play dirty hip-hop music to get me more into the mood. I straighten up wiggling my ass and thighs for him, placing my hands on the wall in front of me and arching my back. He’ll grab my ass here and there as I dance for him. I leave one hand on the wall, my other hand reaching under me and grabbing my little cock. I push my clit and balls behind my legs and squeeze my thighs together. I raise my ass up and down, my clit dangling behind me. My face leaning against the wall, I reach behind me and pull my ass apart so he has view of my inviting gaped hole.
“Mmm you’re a nasty slut.” He says spitting inside my ass. I squeeze it out as it runs down my leg.
“Yes daddy, I’m your nasty slut.” I say rubbing his cock in between my ass cheeks.
“Shake your ass while my dick is in you bitch”. He says pushing down on my lower back while his cock slithers its way back into my anal passage. I feel every inch of his long cock sliding into me as I wiggle my ass onto his thick meat. I grind my butt onto his lap. His cock feels so long like it’s in my stomach. He grabs my hair as I spread my legs, straddling his crotch while I ride his cock like a cowgirl. Even if I stand all the way up the head of his cock would still be inside of my ass. I look up at the mirror in front of me. Looking at my slutty little body ride my big black daddy cock, my clit twitching each time my asshole stretches to the base of his cock.
“You want daddies cum, whore?”
“Yes daddy! I want your cum so bad.” I moan riding him harder.
“Where do you want it?”
“I want it everywhere daddy, in my ass, my face, my mouth… please!”
“If you want it you do as I say, alright you sissy bitch?” He says pulling on my leash, making turning my neck so he can see my face.
I look into his eyes saying,
“Yes sir, anything.”
He pulls me off his cock and pushes me on the floor. He grabs me by my cuffs and wraps them around the toilet bowl, locking them together behind the seat leaving me facing the toilet seat, hugging it, waiting for what he’ll do to me next. I kneel there as he spanks my ass. I arch my back and stick out my eager bum. He kneels behind and spits at my asshole and drives his cock into me once again. I hug the toilet harder, feeling my tightening asshole grip his thick member. Soon the opening of my stretched hole reaches the base of his cock. He leaves it deep in me as he grinds his cock, circling it inside of me. His warm cock touches every centimeter of the inside of my rectum as I moan loud for him. His big manly balls rub against my hairless pitiful sack. He gently slides ten inches of his cock out of my ass leaving the head of his cock prying me open, then, using my leash as a rein, forcibly slams his whole length back inside. I scream like a little girl as he does this continually for five minutes, each time quickening the pace between thrusts.
“You like that you dirty bitch?” He yells, slapping the back of my head.
“Yes sir! I love it! I’m such a dirty girl!” I scream. Already my asshole feels dry from all the hard, long thrusts he plows on me. At this point my asshole feels like its being pushed and pulled by the friction of his cock. But it feels so good. He slaps the side of my face hard.
“You ARE a dirty cunt, there’s still vomit of your stupid face. Let’s fix that.”
He says lifting the toilet seat, grabbing me by my hair, and dunking my face into the toilet water. He puts pressure on the back of my head wanting to leave my face submerged in the filthy water. I scream into the pipes, my eyes sealed shut, as I grasp the toilet intensely. I feel him starts to fuck me harder almost lifting my knees off the ground as he lunges his hips into my backside. My breath starts to leave me and soon I feel like I’m choking as I try to lift my head up. He continues to push my head down as I swallow toilet water. If not for the huge cock assaulting my anus I would be scared to death, disgusted and completely turned off. But as his cock slams into me I feel my own hardened clit being smacked by his balls. Finally he lifts my head out of the water as I gasp for air. The toilet water runs down my neck, through the back of my dress, in between my cleavage. I can only imagine what I mess I look like now, my hair completely soaked, my make up running. I pant loud as he proceeds to fuck me like a rag doll.
“Clean yet you grimy chink?!”
He smacks me in the face again this time hitting my ear, causing it to ring loud. I breathe long and hard, trying to catch my breath, unable to respond to him.
“Did you hear what I said you pathetic dog?!” He spanks me hard. “Bark you piece of shit!” He spanks me again.
“woof woof! woof!” I moan, feeling so degraded. He grabs me by my hair again and shoves my head back into the dirty vomit water. I hold my breath tightly as I feel his left hand grabbing, spanking, slapping me all over. His thrusting starts getting really rough as my head starts hitting the back of the toilet bowl every time he heaves into me. He lifts my legs off the ground every time he’s thrusting now, fucking me like a toy. My clit swells harder as his aggression ensues. My sadistic mind loves everything that’s going on, from the lack of oxygen to the defilement of tiny rear end. It’s got me so close to cumming, and he knows that my little clit is going to squirt again too. Before I know it, my thighs tighten up, I arch my back, my toes curl, my calves cramp, I dig my nails into the porcelain, and my asscheeks clench up. A shudder is sent from my neck, down my spine, through my lower back, tightening my asshole around his black cock, into my scrotum and out through my little clit, as I scream into the toilet water cumming uncontrollably onto the bathroom floor. My convulsions tightening against his cock cause even him to lose control as I hear him moan long and hard.
“FUCKKKKkkkk” He yells, as I feel him shoot his warm thick load deep in my stomach. He lets go of my hair as I immediately raise my head for air. He grabs me by my tiny waist as he unloads two streams of cum into my asshole, both of us cumming together in ecstasy. He quickly pulls out of me, gripping the head of his cock tightly so no cum shoots out, and as I kneel there gasping for breath, my mouth wide open, he sits on the toilet, grabs both sides of my head like a ball, and shoves his oozing phallus down my throat. I start breathing hard from my nostrils as I feel shot after shot of cum stream down my throat. My climax finally comes to an end as my knees collapse, coming down to my thigh, sitting in my own cum with daddy’s cock down my throat. He squeezes the last of his cock onto my protruding tongue, uncuffs my hands from behind the toilet and leans back panting hard. I slither down onto the bathroom floor and lay there. I look up at him and see him staring at me menacingly. He grabs me by my hair, presses it next to my puddle of cum, and steps on my head. I press my hands on both sides of my head to support myself.
“Are you my bitch?” He says spitting into the puddle of cum.
“Y-yes sir.” I say obediently.
“Then start eating.”
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Vengeance 38
I pulled Ellie by her leash, on her knees into the shower. Turning on the water, I helped her to her feet. She gasped as the first cold streams hit her, but the water quickly warmed. I climbed in with her, pressing her up against the shower wall, kissing her firmly, relishing in the closeness, the touch of skin to skin.
I shifted positions, moving her back into the water, and grabbed the body wash. I took care in running my hands down her shapely helpless body. She giggled as I poured some on her, the cold contrasting with the warmth of the shower. Steam was already rising in the bathroom. I slowly spread the wash over her shoulders and down her arms to her back. I gave her a light pat on the ass, much to her delight, slowly tracing her curves and pulling her close once more. I gave her the lightest of kisses on the lips before sensuously kneading her breasts.
I took my sweet time there, and why not, they were certainly two of the more enjoyable parts of her body, and she could do nothing about where and how I touched her. I rubbed her nipples, getting them hard before teasing my way downward. I gently slid down her stomach, smiling at her before forcing her up against the other shower wall and digging my fingers into her ribs. She laughed in shock and bent forward, trying in vain to ward off my assault. I only tortured her for a few moments before “accidentally” brushing her clit as I went to grab more body wash.
I wrapped my hands in a firm hold of her ass, and dug my fingers in hard as I worked down her legs. She moaned appreciatively at the soapy massage while I followed suit with the front of them. Kneeling in front of her, I kissed her just above her clit, prompting a hopeful gasp to pass through her lips.
I stood and slid one hand around her waist, pulling her closer again, using the other to free the knots that bound her. The soggy ropes slithered to the floor as she brought her arms up, resting them on my shoulders. I kissed her once more. Twice more. “I like having your arms wrapped around me just as much as I like having them out of the way,” I whispered.
I placed both hands delicately on her hips, holding her and kissed her once more, again and again until I lose count. The water had begun to grow colder by the time we parted. I filled her hands with wash and allowed her let them wander as I had with her. She started with my arms, tracing my musculature up to my shoulders and then down my chest to my abs. My cock had begun to stiffen in spite of the days earlier festivities. She ran her fingertips over it lightly, causing a significant increase in lower body blood flow before thoroughly cleaning me. She gave me a quick peck on the head before affording me the same leg massage I’d given her.
She stood and I kissed her once more, turning the water off. It had begun to shift from pleasantly cool to uncomfortable. We dried off and walked to the bedroom, me with a towel around my waist and Ellie completely nude. I dressed in khaki shorts and a t-shirt while she lay there nude and watched me. Our eyes met and she smiled, both of us remembering my order from earlier. “Good girl,” I told her, kissing her once more.
I picked out some clothes for her, a black pair of booty shorts, and an unbelievably thin white spaghetti strap tank top. Not only were her breasts ready to burst from it, not only did a nice line of stomach and belly button show, not only did it bare an amount of cleavage bordering on excessive, but it was very transparent.
I wrapped an arm around her waist and led her out the front balcony and to my car. I watched her stiffen momentarily as a roller-blader sped by, turning to stare at her for a moment. She quickly brushed it off though, raising her posture and putting to bed the embarrassment at showing her body.
I drove her to the Corner-side diner, some ten minutes away, still on the island. The greeter didn’t give her a second glance. Next to nothing was the norm for a warmer state. We were put in a small two person booth in the back corner. I purposely took the seat against the wall so I could look into the restaurant.
I’d been there before, so I ordered drinks and food for the both of us, knowing full well Ellie would ask me to recommend something. After the waitress left, I grinned her.
“What?” she asked, she knew something was up.
“Slip the straps down and off your arms, and pull the shirt down so I can see your gorgeous breasts.” She glanced around nervously before complying. “Don’t worry, when someone comes over, just cross your arms in front of them. You were showing enough cleavage already so no one will be able to tell.”
She obeyed, clasping her hands together on the table, shielding herself slightly and pushing them together for my benefit.
“Very nice,” I said appreciatively. “Enjoying the honeymoon so far?”
She grinned and nodded vigorously.
“Wifey,” I teased her. She smiled again, but not in jest at the comment, slower, more sincere.
A few moments later, the waitress brought our drinks paying no attention to Ellie’s new exposure.
I grabbed her hands, holding them across the table, causing her breasts to fall as she no longer covered them. For a while, we just looked at each other, taking a bit to comprehend the events that had brought us together, the recent ones that had brought us to North Carolina, and taking in the sights and sounds of the southern diner.
“I’m happy Ellie. We haven’t been away from each other more than a week or two since,” I grinned, finding the right wording, “since we started seeing each other.” It means more to me than anything to have someone whose mind is so attuned to my own that I can spend such time with them.” My eyes wandered from hers. “And whose body is just as pleasurable to be attentive to.”
She smiled again, “It’s funny, most of my life I spent pushing people away. Living as an only child, you get used to spending so much time with yourself.” Now it was her turn to grin. “I never thought I would be able to stand someone for so long, let alone love them. And I do love you.”
“Hey, there’s the waitress with our food.” Ellie seized up, pulling her hands back to cover herself, though I held them tight. The waitress wouldn’t have a great view, but she’d have a view if she even noticed. To Ellie’s relief, and somewhat to my disappointment, she dropped off the plate without batting an eye.
“Ma’am, can we get boxes for these?” I could feel Ellie tense again.
“Sure,” she replied in a North Carolina drawl, somewhat puzzled that we were leaving already.
Ellie too gave me a look of confusion. I finally released her arms, but she didn’t cover herself. “I know somewhere better to go, much as I love this place. Cover up hun.” She was fixing the last strap on her top when the waitress dropped the boxes off. Both Ellie and I had gotten wraps and fries, fairly portable. I dropped $25 on the table, tipping generously, and led Ellie out the door.
The Outer Banks is a series of long, narrow islands. On one side, there’s the beach, and on the other, the sound. Both can typically be seen from the road that runs down the center. We crossed the street from the Diner over to the Beach side, walking out on one of the several piers that jutted out into the water at thousand foot intervals.
I led her all the way down to the end, where there was a large square with no railings, allowing people to fish. There were several lined up that day, though the benches at the center were empty. Ellie and I sat at one, looking out into the ocean to enjoy our lunch. I ate one handed with the other around her shoulders, watching gulls dive bomb scraps of bread people tossed and a few sailboats moving leisurely in the distance. When we’d finished, I wrapped both arms around her and held her in my lap, resting my chin on her shoulder. For several minutes we just sat there, enjoying each others company and watching things happen around us.
After a while, there was a commotion to our right. One of the fishermen had reeled in something that was obviously furious at being caught. It was squirming and writhing like a little demon. I have no idea how it didn’t manage to dislodge itself from the hook. After some effort, he managed to get the foot and a half long fish into a small bucket. Curious, Ellie and I stood and joined the small crowd that was gathering.
Whatever it was, was swimming in a vicious circle around the edge of the bucket. It was then that I saw the telltale dorsal fin. The guy had manage to snag a small shark.
“Nurse shark, young one,” he told no one in particular. Then he looked around the ten or so people that ringed the bucket. “I dare someone to touch it.” For several moments, it looked like there would be no takers. Then Ellie stepped forward and after only a moments hesitation, reached her hand into the bucket. Before my heart had a chance to catch up with what I was seeing, she’d hoisted it out of the bucket by it’s tail. Everyone, myself and the fisherman included took a step backwards as it squirmed about. She smirked and dropped it back into the water. “Pussies,” she mumbled before walking back over to me. There were mixed reactions from the crowd, some looked at her in awe while others pondered my sanity for being with someone as wild as her. If only they knew.
I put my arm around her and walked away, ignoring the whispers that didn’t follow us. Her hand was a bit scraped up from grabbing the rough shark, but nothing terrible.
“You’re so damn sexy,” I told her.
She kissed me on the cheek. “I know,” she replied with a laugh.
“Time to have some fun,” I told her with a grin, as we pulled out of the Diner parking lot. “Oh God,” she said, “I know what your idea of fun is.”
It was about a twenty minute ride to Harker’s Island. It would have been shorter if you could go in a straight line, but in order to get there you had to go back onto the mainland and loop around to another bridge.
Ellie, minx that she is was diving for my cock the second we pulled out of the parking lot. “Uh uh,” I shook my head. “Be a good girl and wait for it.” She chose to wrap her arms around one of mine and rest her head on my shoulder for the journey.
The ferry was actually a small boat, not big enough for more than ten people. I could never figure it out. Cape Lookout is a gorgeous spot, and I knew that many people did frequent its beaches, but it wasn’t unreasonable to go the entire day on the island and not see another soul, especially if you weren’t near the lighthouse.
The boat dropped us off at the lone pier. “We’re not real busy today,” the Captain told us, “just give a call before ten when you’d like to come home and we’ll be out in about a half hour. Any later and you’re stuck here.” With that he grinned and shoved off.
Rather than head down the trail that left to the lighthouse, I pulled Ellie along the beach on the sound side. There was a small, shallow bay that almost no one knew about a mile down from the pier. The water was about three feet deep, warm and almost crystal clear. It was far enough from the pier and the opposite side of the sound so that there were no prying eyes.
She set her bag down and opened it. It’d been packed by me, since I’d planned the trip. She rolled out towels for the two of us, then wrinkled her nose in confusion as she pulled out a mass of crumpled plastic.
“A raft for the two of us, now use your skills and get to blowing it up.” She made a face at me before unrolling it and finding the nozzle. I joined her, finding the one for the other half and helped her inflate it. Both of us changed shamelessly into bathing suits and set sail on the raft. I let us float into the middle of the bay, then gently lowered a rock tied to a rope to the ocean floor, taking care to disturb as little of the sand as possible. I tied the other end to one of the raft’s handles holding us in place.
We both lay on our stomachs, peering over the edge, watching the fish swim around beneath us. I squeezed her thronged ass, and rested my hand on her back. “I knew you were just dorky enough to enjoy this with me.” She smiled and kissed me again.
Somehow it was fascinating, just watching the small one to three inch long fish flit about beneath us. We slid down to lay with our heads on the “pillow” at the head of the raft facing each other. I slid my head so that my lips were mere millimeters away from hers. She tried to resist, but I knew she couldn’t stand it for long. Within seconds she was pressing herself against me, pushing her tongue into my mouth.
I fought off her dominant foray with one of my own, pushing my way into hers. Once I ran the tip of mine down the roof of her mouth, I knew it was all over. She fell slack on the raft as she gave into my advances. They swirled around together, doing the dance we’d done a thousand times before, neither of us wanting to part.
We were content to simply relish in the closeness of each other, the intimate sharing of each others bodies. When we finally did pull away, my trunks were considerably tighter, and her erect nipples poked into the thin fabric of her top.
After having floated in the bay for over an hour, both of us were starting to turn a little red. I pulled in our anchor and paddled us back to shore. Ellie reached for the sunscreen, but I stopped her, pushing her on her back onto her towel. I climbed atop her, straddling her and pinning her wrists above her head with one hand. With the other I grabbed my bag and slid it closer.
I pulled out four long metal stakes with loops on the end and drove them deep into the sand around her body. Within mere minutes, lengths of rope her around her wrists, fastening them to two stakes above her head. I did the same with her ankles, putting her into a perfect spread eagle position.
“You know this is coming,” I told her with a grin, and swiftly removed her bathing suit. “Now you can have this,” I said grabbing the sunscreen. I dabbed some on my hand and began to write on her. She giggled as the coolness hit here.
“There you go,” I told her when finished. She looked down.
“Don’t you dare,” she warned me. Emblazoned across her stomach was the title “cock slut.”
I laughed and mercifully rubbed it in. I dribbled more on her, again causing her to shudder at the contrasting cool and rubbed it over her body. Of course, her breasts got special attention, and I kneaded and massed them with the slippery liquid. By the time I reached her neck, Ellie was starting to moan with pleasure.
I gently took care of her face and slid my hands down to her legs. To her disappointment, I gentlemanly covered the exposed areas of her skin while barely teasing her. I covered myself, and stripped also. I knelt over her, straddling her stomach and bent down. Taking her head in both my hands, I gently lifted it, bringing her closer to me, and my lips to hers once more. Her hands gripped the ropes tight as we were once again locked in a passionate embrace.
I reached into the bag once more and pulled out something else. It was a vibrating ring that strapped around the base of my cock. I turned it on and had to suppress a moan. Ellie, though leaning her head up, couldn’t quite tell what I was doing. I moved atop her and slid myself in, sliding deeper inch by inch until I was buried within her. She moaned as she felt the vibrations, then nearly screamed when part of the device came to rest on her clit.
I pressed myself in deeper, pressing the vibrator harder against her. The device was turning me on as well as her though at a somewhat slower rate. I let her enjoy the sensation for a few minutes, still kissing her. She had let me take control, distracted by the feelings below. Her eyes were clamped shut. When I kissed her, she’d come to life, rolling her tongue around mine, moving her head about as though she were trying to kiss every inch of my lips.
When she started to writhe beneath me at the pleasure, I pulled out a bit. She gasped and opened her eyes as the feeling weakened significantly in intensity. With them, she pleaded with me to fuck her.
I was only too happy to oblige, running my fingers through her hair, looking her in the eye, and sliding in and out. With the vibrator, it was clear neither of was going to last very long. I kept a measured pace, taking comfort in the closeness, and being able to look so deep into her eyes. As clich?s it seemed, I truly felt lost in the moment.
I slid down, holding myself there momentarily. “Uh,” she moaned as the sensations hit her briefly before I slid away. This time she kept her eyes open, letting me see the immense waves of pleasure that washed through her. Every once in a while, she couldn’t help but close them and roll her head to the side as the feelings became too much.
Still for the most part, she kept her eyes locked on mine. I got a grin from her as I started thrusting faster and holding down a little longer for her to feel the vibe. It was one of those “I know and love where this is going” grins, filled with dirty satisfaction.
I hit her hard, turning the grin back into an open mouthed moan. I too was close, but I was determined to give her the first wave. When I couldn’t stand it any more, I pushed myself down on her. Ellie, who had used to the rhythm, was caught completely off guard and screamed. I thought I was going to lose as I felt my dick swell, but Ellie beat me to the finish by mere seconds. She gripped me hard as the first wave of orgasms set off, moaning all the way. Moments later, the first shot of cum filled her, and her mouth stopped making sounds. The warmth and shock pushed her to a new height of ecstasy, leaving her unable to make even the slightest sound. Egged on by the vibrator, I shot rope after rope into her, still raising her up.
Almost a minute had gone by and she was still going strong, her breaths growing ever more ragged. I switched off and unstrapped the vibrating ring, allowing her to wind down. When her breathing had reached a more measured pace, I loosened her bonds, untying the ropes from the stakes, but leaving the bonds on her wrists. Immediately she curled towards me, wrapping her arms around me, laying her head on my chest and holding me close.
I held her and gently kissed her cheek, dozing next to her. I held her tight, enjoyed the feeling of skin against skin. Instinctively, Ellie shifted deeper within my grasp, allowing my arms to encircle her further. She enjoyed the feeling of restraint, and of protection that my arms provided.
I reached around and lazily moved her hands behind her back, connecting their ropes. She grinned at me, but didn’t open her eyes. I took advantage of her helplessness to grope her breasts, before pulling her close and kissing her again.
I toyed with her arms, moving them about. “Why do you enjoy this so much?” I asked her.
“Mm, it makes you happy,” she sighed breathily.
I pinched her nipples, not too painfully, but hard enough to get her attention. Her eyes flew open. “Not good enough,” I told her.
“I trust you…” she trailed off. “I like what you do to me, how you make me feel. When you’ve got me helpless, when you’re playing with me…I trust you. I trust where you’re going to take things, what you’re going to do. You’ve introduced me to so much that I never thought I’d do. Feelings I never thought I’d feel. And ironically, it all started because I didn’t trust you. But you trusted me, or at least what you knew you saw in me. When you tie me, I know the heights it will bring to the both of us. How close we’ll get in those moments of pleasure. When I’m tied, it’s almost as though you’re holding me.”
“Mm, that was a good answer.”
“So what about you,” she asked before I had a chances to kiss her again. She strained slightly against her bonds. “Why does this do what it does for you?” I kneaded her breasts hard and kissed her neck. She inhaled sharply, but I could feel her smile. “Not…good…enough,” she managed to breathe.
I grinned, having heard the words before I heard them. I pulled back enough to look her in the eyes. “I like exercising my will on you, using my power to bring us both pleasure. Getting into your head, and bringing you to higher and higher throes of orgasmic happiness. You’re a companion, another half of me. All I ever wanted was someone whose mind was as delightfully dirty and naturally inquisitive as my own. The control is more shared than you think.”
“Oh yeah, it seems like it,” she said with a laugh.
“You trust me with your body, your safety, and your sexuality. I trust your boundaries. While you trust me to never overstep your bounds, I trust you to have the strength and honesty to define them. I trust you to trust me, as simple of a way to put it as that is. And I trust you with my heart, as corny as that sounds.” She still smiled. “I think I’m a natural leader, and I think of you, not as a follower, but like a lieutenant. I like knowing that no matter where we go, you’re right there behind me, supporting me.” She smiled again. “Plus I like being able to take what I please,” I told her, fondling her once more.
She giggled, and writhed closer to me, pressing her lips to mine for what seemed like the thousandth time, but no less welcome than the other nine hundred ninety nine.
I stood and dressed. “Come explore with me,” I told her, helping her to her feet.
“Do I get clothes?” she asked me.
“Nah, I like seeing you a little nervous, and a little excited.”
She flushed red at the thought and I smiled at her expense. I reached around and unfastened the ropes connecting her wrists, instead wrapping them around a couple more times, giving her little rope bracelets. I let her pull on her white thong bikini and a pair of shorts. There were times it was nice to draw stares, and times it was nicer to be invisible.
The path to the lighthouse was like a wooden pier that had been tossed down amongst the dunes. It was about a mile walk. I’d left our stuff on the beach. No one ever went there, no one would touch it.
A mile later we stepped off the planks into the lighthouse park area. There was the tower itself set several yards back from the beach, and the actual house about a hundred feet closer. Both were off limits to tourists.
I led Ellie towards the tower. There were a few people milling about, reading the various historical plaques, but most were enjoying the day at the beach. We walked up to the tower itself, where the door was roped off and sported a No Trespassing sign.
I grinned mischievously at Ellie and pulled a key out of my pocket, letting us in. “My cousin was a tour guide here a few years ago when it was open to the public. Like I said, I used to come down here a lot when I was younger,” I explained before she had a chance to ask.
The inside was dusty, and full of odd equipment that had accumulated on the island. There were several lifeguard implements, and some furniture that had survived the last time tourists were allowed in. There was a staircase ringing the one wall.
“Come on,” I grabbed Ellie’s hand and pulled her up. The other floors were less furnished, and more dust, but I didn’t care about them anyways. Several steps later and we finally climbed into the top of the tower. I used my skeleton key to open the door into where the light sat so we could be more out of view. There was a high metal chair up there where the keeper of the lighthouse would sit, scanning for incoming ships, where now I sat, holding Ellie in my lap.
We turned towards the sound and watched the sun start to descend. Ellie leaned into me as we simply enjoyed the silence, and the untainted, view of the island, water and sky. I again rested my chin on her shoulder, my cheek against hers and enjoyed the warmth of her closeness.
Slowly, as the sky exchanged light for darkness, my hands slid down her waist to her legs. Her head turned, kissing me. My hands slid into her waistband, pulling at her shorts. She stood, we stood, I pressed her against the glass wall of the compartment. Her hands fumbled with the drawstring on my trunks. In seconds they were sliding down my legs. Her panties and shorts were already gone. My shirt, her top came off as we embraced, not wanting to spend a second away from each other. I slid into her slowly, she was already dripping. Her hair was everywhere as I thrusted into her up against the lighthouse wall. Our lips locked together, each’s hands bound around the other. Her hands clawed at my back as I kissed her neck, her moans begging for more. I increased the pace, taking a trail of kisses up her neck to her cheek and back to her lips. Suddenly she held me tighter and pulled away. “Oh god,” she moaned, her forehead crinkling with pleasure. I pulled her closer, cheek to cheek again, our bodies pulsating together. She bit her lip at the same time I clamped down on mine. She was moaning with every thrust, sweating at the heat, the pleasure. At the same time we both gave, her squeezing me, and my cock letting loose with a surprisingly strong stream of cum. We both gasped at the sudden onslaught of sensation, neither of us loosening our grip one bit. Slowly the waves started to recede and the moaning slowed to long, contented sighs. I looked at her and we both smiled. That “I can’t believe I’m living this,” sort of smile and kissed once more. She gasped as I slid out of her.
We used my shirt to clean each other up and left it, a gift to the lighthouse and headed back down the stairs, hearts still beating fast but exhausted. It was nearly dark by the time we cautiously peered around the entrance, making sure no one saw us leave. What had seemed like a short moment of passion had lasted nearly an hour. I held her hand as we walked down the path back to our beach.
We packed our things and called the ferry as we walked back to the pier. I carried Ellie’s pack for her as she gripped my arm and leaned on me, the ropes still ringing her wrists. With no more use for them tonight, I started to relieve her of them, but she refused, keeping the rough bracelets.
The boat ride back was bumpy but peaceful through the warm night air. Twenty minutes later we stepped back ashore and climbed into my car. On the way home, she leaned into my lap and fell asleep. I pulled into the cottage drive and dragged a weary Ellie out of the car. Leaving the packs, I carried her up the stairs and through the sliding glass door, all the way to the second floor into the shower. We spent a long ten minutes washing each other and enjoying the cool water. I kissed her and dried her off as we stepped out, the two of us pulling on a pair of my boxers. I hoisted her once more and carried her down the stairs.
I deftly navigated through the steps and living room out to the large couch that faced the enormous window looking out to the beach. I looked at Ellie, eyes shut…and promptly dropped her on the couch. “Ahh,” she yelped, flailing as she hit the cushions, surprised, but giggling. Tired myself, I climbed in behind her, spooning her, draping an arm over her bare stomach. I grabbed the large fleece blanket that had been folded over the back of the couch over us. The contrast of the air conditioned cottage against the night air was chilling, but it made her skin even warmer to the touch. I laid my head down behind her, taking comfort in the subtle scent of her hair. I kissed the back of her neck while drifting off.
“I Love You.”
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This is the first of a series of stories featuring a mortician. Drwings showing the dead victims can be found at thedarkspot.com under drawings ‘The Mortician Files’ or on deviantart under the user andersvg
This is an alternative story to the fun Heater was having at home.
this walks awhile before the sex. im trying to make it more intense with each story, so please, hang with it.