Girl with flies
A true story how I got new kinky way to keep fun
A true story how I got new kinky way to keep fun
Sarah changes the our lif style for the better
Rhona gets mistreated on her adventures
After the incident at the mall I decided to see how far I could push my ex girlfriend turned slave. I wanted to see if she could really become a true submissive and I wanted to see if I could really get her to do whatever I wanted. When we got home, I ordered her to kneel in front of me in her normal submissive position. At the mall I had bought her a cage to sleep in. I figured that since I was going to treat her as an animal, she should sleep like an animal would.
“Ok slave, I’m going to go out with a girl I have been fucking for the last couple weeks now. We are going to dinner, and then we are going to come back and fuck. When I return you are to be kneeling at the foot of my bed and you will not move until spoken to. Understood?” I said, wondering how she would take this news.
“That’s it Mike! This is gone far enough. You expect me to sit and watch you fuck some whore and be ok with it? No thanks. I never want to see you again!” she got up and started to storm out.
“Ok Liz, but just so you know, I knew that guy at the shoe store today and I got the whole thing on tape. It’s funny, because I’m pretty sure he isn’t even 18. It would really be a shame for that video to find its way into the hands of a police officer.” I said. Laughing as I said it, knowing she was trapped.
“Wh… What? No… you made me! That isn’t what happened. You made me do that!” she was pale as a ghost, not able to believe the situation that she was in.
“Come in, and get on your fucking knees.” I ordered and she obeyed, still in a state of shock, “Now, I was going to let you do whatever you wanted while I went out, but this little outburst has made me change my mind. Go get in your cage and I will deal with you when I get back.” I ordered.
I went out to meet my friend. Her name was Tiffany and she and I had been good friends for a long time. She was very beautiful and we did have sex from time to time after Liz and I broke up, but we both decided that it wouldn’t be smart for us to date. When I told her about my situation with Liz she was more than excited to be a part of it. She had always hated Liz when we had dated because Liz was always suspicious of our friendship.
We went to a bar and ordered a few drinks and some food and after a while decided to go have our fun with my new slave. Stumbling inside, half drunk and already passionately kissing we made our way to the bedroom. Before we started having sex I decided that I wanted Liz to be as uncomfortable as possible so I called out and told her to come out of her cage and get into the bedroom. Within 30 seconds Liz came crawling naked through the door. Tiffany lost it when she saw this once proud woman collared and crawling on all fours.
“Not so high and mighty now are you bitch?” She jeered, “So this slave has to do whatever you want?” she asked me.
“Yup! And as a punishment to her for the night for a little outburst she had earlier, she is your slave for the night too.”
As I said this I could tell Liz wanted to say something but she kept herself under control, not wanting further punishment.
“Oh Mike you shouldn’t have,” Tiffany said coyly, “Ok slave, I want you to watch as I fuck your ex boyfriend! If you take your eyes off of us for even a second I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t walk right for a week.”
Tiffany got on her knees in front of me, just a few feet from Liz and took my entire cock into her mouth all at once. My cock rammed against the back of her throat and she took my hands and put them on the back of her head. I grabbed a fist full of her hair and started fucking her face so hard that I’m surprised I didn’t give her a bloody nose. After about a minute of ravishing her throat I pulled out and told her if I did that much longer I would cum.
“Well we don’t want to spoil the fun yet!” Tiffany said, looking sexier than ever with precum dripping down her chin and her eye liner running down her face. “Oh wow, I’m all messy. Slave, come over here and clean off my face.” She ordered.
Liz picked up Tiffany’s shirt and started to move it towards her face.
“Are you fucking stupid?! Do you think I want cum all over my shirt?! Clean it off with your tongue you whore!” she screamed.
“Yes Tiffany.” Liz replied.
As she said yes Tiffany slapped her across the face.
“It’s Mistress you stupid slave.”
“Yes mistress.” Liz said with a look of shame.
Liz crawled over and started licking the cum off Tiffany’s face, getting every drop.
“Good slave,” Tiffany praised her for her effort, “But you still misbehaved earlier by calling me by my name. Only people get to use names. Are you a person?”
“N… no mistress?” Liz replied shakily.
“That’s right Slave. What are you Slave?” she asked, just trying to find new ways to display her power.
“I am a slave, Mistress.” Said Liz
“Yes you are. A worthless slave. And what is your purpose?”
“To please my owner.” Liz replied, finally slipping into her role as a slave.
“Good, now lie down on you back slave.” Tiffany ordered and Liz complied, “I’m not done with your master’s cock yet, but I’m not ready for it to fuck me either” she said, straddling Liz’s face, “I want you to get my pussy nice and wet first”
When I had dated Liz in the past I had suggested a threesome and she hated the idea. The thought of being with a woman terrified her so watching her eat Tiffany’s pussy was probably the best thing I had ever seen. She had truly become a slave.
Liz started by licking Tiffany shyly but Tiffany wanted to play rough.
“I want you to eat my fucking pussy, not lick it you stupid bitch,” Tiffany said, grabbing Liz by the back of the head and grinding her pussy into her mouth, “Eat my pussy you fucking whore!” She screamed
Tiffany grinded on Liz’s face for over five minutes and had at least two orgasms before climbing off, leaving Liz’s face soaking with a mixture of her spit and Tiffany’s sweet pussy juice.
Tiffany got on her back in front of me and spread her legs. I knew what she wanted so I grabbed her by the knees and rammed my dick right into her dripping pussy. I pumped into harder than I had ever fucked anyone before. Having her abuse Liz like that had gotten me so turned on that I couldn’t take it anymore. I fucked her and looking at Liz and then got a great idea.
“Slave, come over here and lick her pussy while I fuck it.” I demanded
“And put that pussy on my face. I want to see what a whore tastes like.” Chimed in Tiffany.
I was loving having Tiffany here with me, she knew just how to treat a slave. Liz crawled over and obeyed to the letter, licking my dick as it slid in and out of Tiffany’s pussy and straddling Tiffany’s face so that she could lick Liz.
At first Liz was reluctant to enjoy Tiffany’s tongue on her pussy but after a couple minutes Liz was grinding her pussy into Tiffany’s face. Not wanting her to get too much pleasure out of this experience I quickly took my throbbing cock out of Tiffany’s pussy and rammed it into Liz’s mouth. I slammed my cock to the back of her throat as quickly and violently as possible, grabbing Liz’s hair and forcing her to take the full length of my cock into her mouth. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and was about to cum. At that point I pulled out of Liz’s throat and came all over Tiffany’s pussy.
“Slave,” I commanded as I pushed her off of Tiffany’s mouth, “Lick my cum off of your mistress’s pussy.”
Obediently she started eating out Tiffany with more enthusiasm that ever, sucking her clit and making sure to get every drop of cum off of Tiffany’s pussy.
“Ok slave, you performed well tonight. Crawl back to your cage and I will see you tomorrow. You may sleep in until you wake up.” I told my slave, who seemed pleased that she had performed well.
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Every holiday, she find’s a new special playmate
Beth is finding it difficult dealing with her brother being inside and then he gets beaten up. Beth is then blackmailed but finds giving into the demands of the prisoner and being controlled by him to her liking
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Missy, brother and dad (double incest) (2)
Hi, my name is Sean, I’m 17, but my little sister calls me by my middle name, Josh, because she doesn’t like the name Sean
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I just had my first time fucking my sister Missy. She is 14. I had just found out my dad had been fucking her, and I wanted to also. She’s a very hot girl. Sexy is too mild for her. For 14, she is street wise and knows how to please a me. After our first fantastic sex, things changed at our house. Missy and dad still fucked, but not to often. Her attention was with me now.
She came in my room last night and wearing just a nightgown, no little bra, no panties. She smiled at me and started kissing me all over my face. I got really turned on. I was laying on my bed when she did all this. She said: “Josh, can we have sex again. That was so hot fucking you, you made me cum so hard, I can’t forget it.” I said: “Where’s dad?” She said he’s at work for another 2 hours, we have time
. She flipped up her nightgown and got under the covers with me and sat on my dick. “Oooooo, I feel a boner under me. I knew you wanted me, didn’t you.” she said. I smiled and said: “Little Missy know it all, aren’t you.” She said: “I know when you get turned on, cause I can see your boner.” “So you’re a ‘boner watcher’ eah?” She laughed and said she guessed she was. “I want to be on top this time, ok?”
I leaned her sweet little body over to me. I lifted her up, and she put my dick up in her. She gasp..and said…”Oh yeah, that’s what I want. I like yours and dad’s dicks both, but sometimes I like yours best. (it’s bigger)” she stopped. And froze. I knew why. She just admitted she had dad’s dick inside of her. “I said: (…don’t worry, I know all about dad and you….)” She breathed a sigh, and laid her head down on my chest.
“I love you both, and you both make me so happy when you have sex with me…I know…we’re not suppose to, but it feels so good and we all like it, ….so fuck’em“..and we both laughed. “Jen’s grandmother told me girls use to get married and 12, and have baby’s, when she was a little girl. I’m 14, and I like to fuck, so there world.” She began to squirm on my hard dick, and asked me to feel her little titties. She sat up and bounced on my dick, as I felt her new budding tits.
She closed her eyes and held my hands. “oh god Josh..you feel so good in me….can you put your thumb on my little clittie? I like that, it makes me so hot, and feels good.”
I did, and she moaned so cute….’ooooooo josh….ooooo yes….ohhhhhh joshie….yesssssss…joshie. I had to cum now or explode. I held her little butt cheeks and bounced her faster and faster…” Oh god…Josh!…oh..oh..oh….OH Josh..your making me cum….. And she squealed in a real high voice and I shot, and I shot big, over and over in her little pussy. My cum ran out her little pussy and on to her, me and the bed. She moaned and laid her head on me, and ground her pussy on my dick, gasping with each jolt of her climax. She already had strong pussy muscles and kept clamping down on my dick with them.
I got dizzy, she felt so good, I gasp for air, and felt weak.
Dad and sissy would wait for mom to go to work some mornings, and then go sneak in her bedroom and she would have sex with him. Josh knew this and tried to figure a time for him and Missy to fuck. He told Missy he was trying to find a time for them. Missy giggled, and said: “After they have gone to bed, silly.
Daddy plays with me sometimes after mommy has gone to sleep. He slowly gets out of bed and creeps into my room and starts kissing me, and feeling my little titties, I love it. We have to be real quiet and not moan, so we don‘t wake mommy. I think it’s fun to sneak it…it‘s exciting and I get the hornys waiting to see if he‘ll come in. I never know, but when he does, I get real excited and him too. We make each other cum real good.”
Josh is hearing all this and figures a way. He’ll wait till they go to bed, and go in her bedroom and they can fuck too. He asks her “How often does dad come in your room.” “Oh…let’s see maybe…about once a week, it‘s always a Sunday night in fact. Mom goes to bed early to be ready for work on Monday, but not always, sometime he surprises me on another night. I like surprises.” “What if….we have our nights, and you tell daddy your tired and not to come by the nights we want to fuck.” “OK, are you coming to my room tonight?”
Josh’s gut began to quiver and he thought. ..”Does dad lock your door when he comes in your room?” “Always”, Missy said. ..’Ok missy, I’ll come to your bedroom tonight. If the door is locked, I’ll wait till another night. If not, we can fuck but quietly, ok?” “Ok big brother, I can’t wait, you make me so hot Josh, and cum so good too. I hope you show up. Kiss me now, and feel my titties before you go.”
“Missy!..mom and dad are in the back yard, right now!” She giggled and pointed out her blinds. “I can see them Josh! They don’t even know we’re talking here in my bedroom. How about just sucking on my titties then, you can do that while I watch them out back.” Josh checked, sure enough dad was sleeping, and mom was reading a book, and they couldn’t see in thru the slits in her blinds. As he was looking, he felt her pull his shorts down, and quick started sucking his dick. She pulled his hand down and put it on her tit. He had to smile, getting blow job from his sister, not 10 feet away from his parents. Missy sucked him and jacked him fast. She then looked up and whispered: (“….I can make you cum I bet, Josh…”)
He kept watching out the window at his parents. Missy started in really jacking and sucking him fast and hard. He held her head as his little sister was about to make him cum in her mouth. She kept it up and squeezed his ass with her little fingers. Josh could hold back no more and jolted a cum right in her mouth, and kept pumping more and more in. She swallow it all. She looked up and him, and smiled saying, “See, told ya I could.”
Josh and Missy couldn’t wait till tonight. They both were jumpy. They teased each other and copped feels when they could. When mom took her shower, and dad went to the bathroom, Josh jumped up and ran over to Missy on the couch, stood her up, lifted her skirt, pulled her panties to one side and started licking her little clit as fast as his tongue would go. Missy grabbed his head and went eeeeeeeee and her knees began to buckle. Josh stopped, and ran back to his chair like nothing had happened.
Missy sat there glaring at Josh. She got up, adjusted her panties and walked to him and whispered: (“…I’ll get you for that big brother!, you know I can’t take that on my little clittie!…she reached down and felt his big boner…Ooooo… that’s huge, and it‘s all because of me…your sweet…”)
It was Saturday night. Dad had a lot of beers and fell asleep at 9 in his chair. Mom stayed up and read. Josh play on his computer, and Missy watched T.V. They both waited for mom to go to bed. Josh would purposely yawn, and then wait, and yawn some more when he came in the living room. Missy caught on and she did too. Soon mom, yawned and put her book away, and went to bed.
Josh woke his dad some, and pointed him towards the bedroom. Soon Missy and Josh were making sex signs with their fingers. He would make a hole with his fingers, and a finger dick with the other, and put them together and fuck them real fast. Missy would crack up, and flash him her titties, and lift her skirt up and hump her finger. They were having fun.
When it had been quiet for a while, Missy stood up, and listened. She lifted up her skirt, and took her panties off, and put them in her little bra. She lifted her skirt up and walked around shaking her ass, and teasing Josh. He turned around, took out his boner, and then turned back around and wiggled it at her, and quick put it back. She was cracking up laughing quietly. She left and went into her room.
Josh watched T.V. for a while. Josh went to his room, and put on his robe. He just realized their bedrooms were next to each other. He listened at her wall. He heard her moaning he thought. Then he heard dad moan too. Shit!..dad beat him to her.
Josh took off his robe and slept naked, just thinking about Missy. He wanted his time with her. He heard Missy go to the bathroom then quiet
He heard his door slowly open…it was Missy sneaking in. She tip toed over and crawled in bed with him. He pulled her to him and they kissed with a fury of tongues and feels. Missy..out of breath..whispered: (“…josh, oh josh..I couldn’t go to sleep thinking about you having a boner just for me….tell me how much you want me josh…I wanna hear it over and over again….daddy just came in me real quick, and left….I didn’t get any real lov’in…but I’m going to take some of you with me…
to have you when ever I want…..oh missy baby… I was in here just thinking about you, wanting you so bad…I’m so glad you’re here…I’ve wanted you all for days…kiss me some more…mmmmm.
She kissed him over and over and then turned and pulled up her little night gown and squatted over his face. She had a little bottle with her. She started suck his big boner. Both her little hands jacking him, as he licked her pussy. She moaned at he licked her little clit.
She started humping his tongue and moaned more. Josh was trying to make it last, but he could feel a big cum on it’s way. He lick her little clittie faster..oh oh oh oh josh…yes yes yes…oh yessssss.
Her mouth was so hot on his dick he …whispered…oh god missy..I have to…have to cum now! She quick took her mouth off his dick and jacked him faster. He felt something on the tip of his dick as he shot and shot cum out. He jolted and twisted his body in shaking pleasure. He then felt her little tongue licking his dick over and over. They stayed spent on each other, just feeling their body’s.
Missy finally turned around and kissed him deeply, then she held up a little bottle full of his cum. She felt for the lid, and put it on tight. She whispered….(“I got you now big brother, right in here, anytime I want.”) Josh giggled at her and smiled. (“….your to much little missy…”) She kissed him some more and then quietly slipped out of his room.
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I would like for people to coment this story is partually mine the original is called Fire Class by JWDD. but he dicided to stop writting it so i just decided to create my own twist of it. For those of you that have read the original story please dont spoil it for the new reader thanks and for the record i know this might be copywrite but i am not making money so dont be saying i am just a copy cater leave comments and tell me what you think dont be afraid to give me ideas to make the story even better.
Fire class: chapter one becoming a mage.
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Life for me is fairly eventful, from an early age I know I was different but my suspicion was justified at the age of ten when my parents told me I was a mage… Well a mage to be.
Over the next two years I studied hard, although not having any magical abilities yet I practiced with a fake wand as I learnt spells and movements for spells as well as being taught the whole mage life. I was grateful my mum was one of those stay at home mums as at the age of ten they pulled me out of school and I was homeschooled until I was to became a mage.
They said that at the age of 12, a person goes through status, I never understood the name but they say it just what it was always been called. I learnt that the Brain is made up of 10% used space, 1% mage space and 89% unused space and this was the same in all humans, but at the age of 12 a mage although born human and like this would freeze and would have to endure immense pain as the 1% mage space grew, filling up the unused space. There was going to be a total of 12 spikes of pain in your brain, as once your hit the twelfth it meant all 89% unused space had become 90% mage space, however after the twelfth spike there came the next stage as what people refer to as ‘The Burning Sun’. A heat and pain so intense the rare few that make it past 12 spikes don’t make it past the first few seconds. Not many people know what the Burning sun does as some people believe it’s the power in your mage space becoming more compact as the only thing we know the longer you endure the stronger you are. Although other people believe it’s the power trying to override your 10% human space and if you allow it to burn through you die. Also the stronger you are the longer you live past your normal human years. the average mage live around 150 years its been proven that for every spike, you gain 10 years of life.
As weird as it sounded, I couldn’t wait to be in agony, the thought of being a mage was incredible but not just any mage, I had to be a powerful mage. The whole mage world lives in secret and on power, if you’re a powerful mage then life is considerably easier and even your family get an easier life as people treat them with more respect. Sadly, there have been no mages that reach past 12 spikes. Surprising, to the end the pain and to end the entirety of Status all you have to do is open your eyes which leaves you with as much power as you endured. I have heard stories of parents telling their kids to endure the pain but the sheer shock of the pain made them open their eyes ending it as some mages live their life being fairly weak. Mum says the average is around 7 spikes; those who reach 10 or 11 are becoming sort of celebrities as the 12 spikes are considered famous from the age of twelve.
I was training in secret from my parents as well, beating myself to increase my tolerance to pain in hopes I could be stronger, it worked fairly well as I could withstand quite a bit of pain. I have come up with a pretty good plan to become strong and survive to pass the burning sun. I would simply put dock tape over my eyes, other people have done this but failed because they would rip off the tape and open their eyes from the intensity but, with my training in pain I think I could pull it off.
“Lights out Jamie” my mum shouted up the stairs as I climbed into bed trying to get a good night sleep to recover my beating. But tonight I wasn’t getting any, I had a splitting headache and it kept me up for hours, tossing and turning, I buried my face into my pillow and that’s when it hit me, my first spike. It was like when somebody says don’t touch that it’s hot, you touch it anyway and it’s always hotter than you thought it was, my parents said spikes and I thought it would be like a large needle stabbing me but no, this was like a lightning bolt hitting my skull as my mouth gaped wide as I forced my eyes shut, holding them there as I felt the second spike hit me. The pain was excruciating, the fact that it was so painful I couldn’t even find a metaphor to compare it to, it was just pain… pure unfiltered pain surging around my head.
Holding my head down I kicked and punched at the bed, trying not to make a sound as I still kept my eyes shut. Thinking of my plan I blindly reached under my bed and pulled out some duck tape as I tore a long strip covering my eyes as I forcibly held the shut, over the next 20minutes I felt 3 more spikes… I honestly thought the whole thing would take like 4 minutes but I had only hit spike number 5 my mind blurring as clutched my head trying to regulate the pain, to gain control and calm down but every time I thought that it worked another spike hit me as I rolled over in agony.
I was delirious, the amount of pain I received should have either killed me or at minimum put me in a coma but no I was still alive and kicking, over the next hour I finally reached spike number twelve as seconds after it hit my head started getting hot. Hot wasn’t even a good enough word to describe the new pain I was in, it was as if somebody had removed the top of my skull and then poured lava inside before reattaching my skull as the lava burnt through me to the very core, The burning sun was more painful than all the spikes put together, I arched my back screaming making my first sound as my parents rushed into the room finding me face buried in the pillow as they guessed what was happening. “Honey, how many spikes have you had” my mum asked as I screamed out “Twelve” I shouted as they both gasped “How long have you felt the burning sun?” my dad asked proudly as I screamed again clutching the pillow around my face trying to hide the tape as well as endure the pain. “I don’t know, this is agony” I shouted as they stood back and watched “Just endure it, open your eyes when you’ve had enough” she said as I dug my face in deeper.
Over the next hour I lay in bed screaming as my dad and mum were both extremely happy as they encouraged me to go further, soon enough the burning started to fade as I wondered if I had endured it all. “It’s stopped” I said taking a few deep breathes as my parents looked worried “You took it all?” my mum asked as I quickly screamed out again, felling more spikes as well as the burning sun, both hitting me at the same time as I held on for as long as I could, the pain so intense I passed out.
“Jamie!” my mum screamed shaking my body as she rolled me over, the pain still burning through me as I lay unconscious “Oh god, he taped his eyes shut” my mum shouted as they pulled the pillow from my face. “Arghhh” I screamed loudly waking up as I quickly started kicking and screaming as I attempt to cover my face to hopes to quell the pain only succeeded to flatten the tape against my skin. Both my parents jumped off the bed to give me some space as I writhed in agony for yet another 2 hours, as time passed I was desperate for it to end as with all my energy I could muster I forced my eyes open as I bent the tape, as soon as I saw light hit my eyes the pain went from a boiling mass to just a simmer before disappearing completely as I lay on my bed panting as my parents looked at me in amazement. Sitting up, I tried to peel the tape of as I it stung like a bitch once I reached my eyelids. “Rip it off, I will heal you” my dad said as I quickly tore it form my face taking the skin of my face as I felt dads healing power quickly repair my skin as I slumped into my bed taking a few deep breathes as they sat on the bed next to me. “What happened” my mum asked as I lay panting after that much xtreme pain i jus felt “I felt the spikes then the burning, then it stopped for a few seconds and then I felt them both at once” I said hearing them gasp as they stared at me “So how many spikes in the second part” my dad asked as I wiped the tears from my eyes “I don’t know, original 12 plus a lot.” I said as he smiled “My boy, the most powerful mage in the world” he said laughing as I chuckled amazed how normal I felt after having such a intense moment.
“Tomorrow, were going to Bacra, get you the stuff you need for school as we will enrol you into Harrington’s” Dad said as I smiled “Ok get some rest, I know you need it” my mum said giving me a chaste kiss on the lips goodnight as both my parents left my room, I lay my head down on my sweat filled pillow before quickly drifting off to sleep.
The next day we were up bright and early as I felt full of life and energy, as well as being overjoyed that I was now I fully fledged mage and a powerful one at that. walking down the stairs I greeted my parents with a smile as they were both on the phones talking about me as I actually blushed, my parents were so proud of me. “Ok, Let’s take you shopping” Mum said as I see her pull out her wand aiming it at the back door “Javick” she said firmly and with a swish of her wand the door flashed, although it looked like the light was coming from the outside sneaking through the gaps around the edges. Dad opened the door as instead of our garden, stood an orange sandy street. I knew a lot about Bacra, but I had never been. It’s the mage capital of the world, based in the Egyptian desert and hidden by a force field making it invisible to anybody outside. Walking out we were quickly swept up by the hustle and bustle of the mage world as they walking down the compacted streets in their robes as we clearly stood out, wearing normal human clothes.
“Ok Jamie, this is the plan” my mum said dragging me to the side of the street as she looked at me “Were going to your wand shop first, then pet store. John has already paid for everything so just go in pick up what you need and come out, then we are going to go buy your books, then were going to Classification, so we can find out what your class is while your dad sorts out your mage bank account” mum said as I nodded being taught all this before.
Mum quickly walked through the city as we lost dad along the way but I didn’t really care as I was too excited seeing the city and the stores, after about 5minutes of avoiding people and being dragged by my mum who kept a tight grip of my hand as mages were walking into us from all directions we finally reaching the wand store mum pushed me inside. “Just do exactly as he says” mum said before closing the door and sitting on the bench outside talking to the other mum who also wore human clothes. Inside the store I saw the old man standing behind the counter as a young girl was talking to him, “You there, come with me, I don’t want you getting hit” the old man said pulling me by my arm round the counter as the young girl quickly went over and stepped on a small square platform in the centre of the room, only a foot of the ground but she looked rather nervous. “What’s happening” I asked as he smiled watching the girl “The platform radiates her personality, the draws that have ingredients to match her personality will open and the perfect amount of ingredients will fly out, then the wand will fly out and absorb the ingredients give her a perfect wand to match her power and personality” he said as I smiled getting more excited as I noticed a few draws on either side of the room start to shake, bursting open powders and feathers of all variety flew towards the girl, but stopped about a foot away as the ingredient looked like they were orbiting the girl, spinning slowly as more ingredients were added.
Startled from behind I heard some loud banging as suddenly as large block of wood flew towards the girl, flinching the cover her face, protecting herself form the oncoming block of wood she held the pose for about 10 seconds before slowly lowering her hands realising she hadn’t been hit, but like the ingredients it stopped only a foot away. Sighing in relief we both watched the log as it looked almost as if it was melting, the wood falling apart landing on the floor as the last thing floating was a wand, intricate handle with a long thin shaft, the wand whilst in orbit started spinning wildly, going faster and faster as when it hit the ingredient it absorbed them into it instead of hitting them away. After only 15 seconds of spinning the wand slowed down before stopping as no more ingredients were left “Take the wand” the old man behind me said as he held me in front of him, grasping the wand from mid air she stepped off the platform smiling as she thanked the man before walking out the store. “Your turn” the man quickly said as I excitedly climbed onto the platform as he stood in his spot, hidden from the ingredients and the path of the flying wood I knew was coming.
I waited for a few seconds as I noted dozens of draws rumbling as the room actually started shaking. I turned to see my mum outside with a whole crowd of faces watching me obviously spotting the earthquake going on that was limited to the store. Looking around I saw dozens of draws burst open, the last girl only had like 7 draws but I had like 40 all the ingredients flying around me as I heard a lot crashing from the back as a few sacks flew out ripping at the top as more ingredients flew out, I guess I used up all the draws. Once I took all the ingredients I need from the sack it dropped to the floor as more feathers, hairs and powders orbited me as I could barely see through it, however I did notice the dark black log flying towards me as even though I knew it was stop I still flinched.
With the log now visible as it orbited me I watched as it started melting, all the wood hitting the floor except a long piece of black wood…my wand, it even looked powerful as the hand was carved so whilst the shaft was long, longer than the other girls as it must of been around 10inches. Then it started spinning, the ingredients being absorbed as it span around me in orbit. Soon enough all the ingredients were gone as floating before me stood this wand, before the man could even say anything I grasped the wand, the power in the wand mixing with my own power as they were both matched, I felt almost connected to the wand.
“That’s a very powerful wand you have their young man” the shopkeeper said nervously as I smiled “Thanks” I said as I slowly walked out the store as my mum had to push through the crowd of mages watching me as she took my hand leading me down the street. “That’s a beautiful wand you have Jamie” my mum said as I smiling holding it tightly in my hand as we arrived at the pet store, “Put your wand away, it’s a powerful wand and tailored to you, the doesn’t mean people won’t steal it because it’s more powerful than theirs” mum said firmly as I lost my smile nodding up at her before slipping it into my waist band of my jeans holding it tightly there, this was a problem I had to find the solution to.
I slowly walked inside the store my mum desided to stay outside while i got my familiar.
“Hello young man, your first pet?” asked the grandpa looking person looking down at me over the counter as I nodded up at the frail man “Well, don’t go for the pet you like the look of, get close to each animal, you will feel the bond between you two” he said as I started on my left travelling all around the store; puppies, cats, rabbits, birds. They all seemed to be normal pets; I then found the more magical side as there were miniature dragons and hydras, as well as gryphons and hippogryphs. Walking behind the counter I saw a load of fish which I was glad I felt nothing with as I made my way into the more interesting side of the store, rats, spiders, lizards and snakes. Walking past the tank of snakes I felt a small tweak in me head as I knelt down looking in further as I realized it was in the tank behind it, sliding case out on the trolley it was in I moved into the gap as I saw a second cage full of slightly large snakes although they all looked relatively young. Putting my face against the glass I felt another tweak in my head as the mass of bodies started moving as a single snake head popped up out the mass, travelling towards the glass the snake lifted its head until it too touched the glass directly in front of mine as I felt a large tweak in my head before becoming overcome with sadness and loneliness. Opening the lid to the tank I stuck my hand in pulling out the snake as he was only about a foot long but her quickly coiled around my wrist holding on tight as I closed the lid carrying him to the shop keeper. “African Rock Python, a rare animal to bond with, congratulations” the shopkeeper said as I smiled walking out the store.
“You bonded with a snake?” my mum said as I smiled “I thought it would be a dragon or bird” she said smiling as I chuckled “He said that this snake is rare to bond with” I said with content mum smiled down at me “Then he is perfect for you” she said whisking me off again by my hand as my pet snake coiled up my arm relaxing on my shoulders. We made our way to the book store so i could get the books for the year. As i entered i felt this pull, it felt like there was something in the store the longed for me. the clerk noticed this and look at me stragely. I fallowed the pull and it took me to the second floor, in a dark corner there was bad lighting so it was hard to see there was an old leather book it was old i could tell that much. grabed it and opened it slowly the pages were blank which was weird but, i still felt the pull so i took it with down to the clerk to pay for it with my other books. When he saw the book he looked at me weird again and said “this book has been sitting in a shelf for centuarys its on the house” I smiled and thanked him as i left the store.
“thats an old looking book why did you buy it” mum said as we walked through the crowded streets, ” i just felt like i needed to take it with me it was like a force wanted me to take the book with me” mum just looked at me funny and kept walking.
When we arrived next to dad. “You took your time, I’ve sorted his bank vault out” Dad said as mum thanked him “We have had fun, he’s got his pet snake, an apparent rare pet to bond with” mum said as dad cut her off “African rock python, yeah these are rare” he said as I smiled “You should of see the wand shop, the girl before him had seven draws, Jamie here had the whole store shaking, you couldn’t see him through all the ingredients orbiting him, plus he has a rather large black wood wand, I haven’t seen anything like it before” mum said i noticed she did not mention the book i got wich its weird. I pulled out my wand to show dad as he smiled “Ha, that’s my boy” he said proudly as we walked off again a bit slower this time to Classification.
“You’re going to have an audience in here Jamie, some mages like to come see the new mages when they go in, spot anybody who looks to be a powerful mage so they know who to watch, just go in listen to the man on the podium and do what he says” my dad said as we stepped into the building walking along the corridor into what looked to be a large theatre. I spotted the man at the podium as he spoke to about 2 hundred mages that sported the seats surrounding the stage in a semi-circle, on the stage was a chair as my mum quickly filled me in “Sit on the chair, and place you hands on the orbs, it plays it on the big orbs for all to see, it will find out your personality, your memories, your talents and our class and power, just remain calm and don’t think of memories you don’t want them to know” she said as I nodded.
“Next young mage to be classified, is Jamie Dovell” the old man in his wispy voice said as he looked to me, my dad giving me a slight push as I stepping up to the stage looking a bit nervous. “Be calm, just sit in the chair and place your hands on the orbs if you please” the old man said as I did just that, I looked up at the orbs as it was playing my current memory as the orbs showed me looking at the orbs which made a few people chuckle. “Would you mind facing forward and closing your eyes, while we classify you” the old man said as I nodded closing my eyes as I looked forward.
I felt nervous as I heard a collection of gasps as my min flicked over a few things, mainly being today but I did drift back to my status as I listened to the man reading out the things he saw “How have you received 66 spikes” the old man said looking at me as I felt nervous “I…I endured the twelve, and I put tape over my eyes to keep them shut, the burning sun lasted for an hour which I endured and then I felt the burning sun and spikes together for about 20minutes before the tape was loose enough for me to open my eyes” I said stutering, as he gasped “You taped your eyes shut” he said as I nodded “Impressive, most people that try that, end up ripping their eye lids of when they’ve had enough” he said writing it down. “Well that makes sense then, you have a total of 80 minutes of the burning sun and 66 spikes, which makes you the strongest mage to date beating the old record of 12 spikes ” he said as I smiled “Your class is fire, you are talented in Energy, Life, Electricity, Animals and Infiniti, huh thats a rare one… Congratulations again most mages only get one talent” he said as I nodded with the biggest grin on my face possible. “Personality wise, you’re kind, studious, caring, and outgoing” he said as I smiled hearing nothing bad in there. “You can step out the seat now” he told me smiling as he handed me a certificate as I quickly walked back down to my parents who were both nearly crying giving me a hug when I got close enough.
“Rachel!” a voice shouted as my mum froze in the street turning to the voice as she ran up to her giving her a hug “Oh my god, it’s been years, how are you” my mum said quickly as the two ladies gossiped a girl poped behind the woman “Oh this is my Daughter Jess, 11 spikes” her mum said soundly very proud as my mum smiled “And this is my son Jamie, 66 spike” she said with a smile as the women’s jaw dropped “How is that even possible” she asked as I said rather proud of myself “Burning sun lasts for an hour, then you get spikes and burning sun together the spikes coming in a lot faster, I only managed 20 minutes” I said trying to sound modest as I looked to Jess who seemed really nervous “I like you puppy” I said trying to change conversation as she smiled “His name is Jona” she said smiling down at the puppy by her feet, “What’s your snake called” she asked as I looked down at my snake not knowing his name “Don’t rush the name, chose a name you both like” she said as I smiled nodded “I’m water class, and I’m talented in animals what about you?” she asked as I looked down “Fire class” I said as she smiled “What are you talented in?” she asked a bit more firmly as I didn’t really want to answer “Energy, life, animals, electricity, and infiniti” I said quickly as her jaw dropped again “Wow, do you mind if I stick with you, at least I know I won’t get bullied by brad then” she said as I looked at her “Who’s brad” I asked as she looked up at her mum “Mum tell him about Brad” she asked as the women scowled “Brad Cross, nasty piece of work. His parents are real strict on him as they held his eyes down during the status as he has 12 spikes” she said my parents listened “I heard he was talented in necromancy and he is Earth class, and that’s never a great mix, he’s a bully crippling those in his way. His parents are the same they’re all cruel and manipulative” she said whilst we listened intently “You’re stronger than he is, so either stay out of his way or put him in his place, he’s the sort of kid that wants to control everything” she said as I nodded “Anyway. We still have to get Jess a wand, so maybe we will see you in September when term starts” the women said as she hugged my mum again before walking off “Bye Jess” I said as she waved.
Going back home, I sat in my room for hours on end going through hundreds of names to which my familiar denied constantly, I started searching the internet for names, going from boys to girls to roman to mythological. “How about Bob” I said jokingly as he shook his little snake head “Trevor, angus, Barbara” I offered as he continued to shake his head “How about princess, come here princess” I said laughing as he shook his head “Well you’re a boy, how about prince” I said as his head stopped for a few seconds before nodding “That settles it, prince it is” I said confidently before climbing into bed for the night.
Waking up the next day, I noticed Prince had grown a fair bit, a lot more than what he should have in one night, stepping into the kitchen I saw mum making breakfast for me smiling when she noticed me in the doorway “Mum, Prince has grown quiet a lot is he ok?” I asked as she smiled “He’s bonded to you, he is a snake with magic, you bought him when he was just a baby snake, but you are a teen, he’s growing to match your age, and he will continue to grow until you stop growing, and he will live for as long as you go” she said to me as I smiled “Ha looks like you’re stuck with me” I said to Prince as he head stood next to mine whilst his body was slung over my shoulders “Can you teach me some magic today?” I asked her as she stopped what she was doing “Let’s go down into the basement so you don’t break anything” she said making me laugh following her down the steps as I saw lots of old junk I barely knew, walking over to the table I put prince down as mum pulled out a chair “Refrefta” she said quickly as the chair burst into a thousand pieces “Ok your first spell is a repairing spell, as no doubt, you will break things” she said as I smiled “Point at the object and say ‘Evo Reparus” she told me as I nodded confidently. Stepping to her side I pointed my wand at the mess on the floor as I said the line “Evo Reparus” I felt the power in the wand as a white light quickly shot from the end of the wand firing towards the mess but my distract took off my aim as the white light missed the chair hitting the floor as a few minor cracks disappeared “Keep trying work on your aim, fix everything in here” she said as I smiled.
Working hard I repaired all the items in the basement as my aim had improved, “What was the word she said first?” I muttered to myself looking at the fixed chair “Refrefta” I said pointing my wand as the red light burst out hitting the chair as it broke up into the thousand pieces. Going around the basement I basically broke everything before going around again fixing everything, seeing the light shoot from my wand was always amazing but after a while I was getting bored…
Waving my wand around I found out that fire came out, which I guess should have been obvious seeing as I was Fire Class. Putting my wand away I started controlling the fire with just my mind as I found I could create fire in my hands.
“Mum, can you come teach me something new” I shouted running up the stairs, walking into the lounge I saw mum with her wand out as three mages in black robes stood in the lounge in some sort of standoff “What’s going on” I asked as walking in front of my mum as she didn’t break her eye contact with the mages “These people want to take you away, go back in the basement and practice” my mum said as I turned to the mages “Go now, and I wont kill you all” I shouted at them as they took a step back showing genuine fear “You don’t know any spells boy” the woman spat back as I stepped forward making fire in my hands as they all took a few steps back “Now go” I shouted as one of the mages quickly grabbed the other two teleporting out the room as I looked back to my mum “How do I get rid of fire?” I asked as she looked at me in shock “Umm, make it spread thin and disperse it” she said as I did just that making the fire disappear from my hands as she gave me a hug “Let’s teach you some more, if they come back I want you to be able to defend yourself” she said confidently walking me down into the basement.
“Ok a few rules about magic, as you know Elements and Talents are done by our minds, but actual magic needs to done with a wand, because the wand focuses and directs the spell, if you try and cast a spell from your hand nothing would happen” she said “Pointing to the person, if you say ‘Vero” the person will freeze for about 5 seconds, giving you enough time to either get away or think of your next spell as they would be stuck” she told me as I nodded “Most mages use pets for practice as well as company, so practice on Prince” mum said as I pointed my wand at him “Vero” I said confidently as no light came out but Prince froze, motionless, his tongue still out mid flicker. “Very good, now another spell you could use is ‘Crowdarh” mum said as I smiled “This is different to the other spells, you have to say it as a whisper but also this spell is for you, so have the tip of your wand touching your body, it doesn’t need wand movement just whisper the word softly and you will become invisible” she said as I smiled a wide smile doing the spell, watching myself quickly fade “This is a good spell for hiding, but it only lasts about 2 minutes, so if somebody is chasing you, freeze them, hide and go invisible and get as far away as you can” she said as I picking up Prince as it looked like he was flying as he travelled down my outstretched arm landing back on the table. Seconds later I noticed my feet again as my body slowly become invisible as my mum smiled that warm parenting smile they always have.
Over the next week, I had practiced nearly every day, still being home schooled by mum though my lessons were become less curriculum and more magic, less studying and more practicing. Mum told dad about the three mages, and how I scared them away but it didn’t stop him from getting paranoid. Dad was a doctor at the local human hospital and well, our survival meant him not getting caught for healing patients as it would be a hard thing to explain.
Dad also taught me a few cool spells as I was constantly going around invisible, making things have no gravity as they floated around with the slightest push, fun for me, annoying for my parents as I always did it to the TV remote or the Sofa they sat on. I am quite proud to say my aim with my wand has gotten rather good, I rarely miss things now and I have been working on doing turns quickly so if needed to I could fire a spell while moving in another direction instead of standing still.
“That’s it Jamie, give me you wand” Dad said finally realising he was floating when his head hit the ceiling “Awe but it’s fun” I pleaded holding my wand behind me back “Yeah magic is fun, but you need to control yourself, and taking away gravity is getting annoying” he said as mum came in from behind me pulling my wand out my grasp as she giggled handing it to dad as he put it in his jacket pocket next to his wand as I moaned in protest but to no avail. “Traitor” I said jokingly to mum walking past as she laughed at me “You will have plenty of time to pull pranks at school in September, but in the house, no more pranks please” she said as I groaned again walking up to my room as Prince followed me.
“Ok, let’s test out my talents, your an animal maybe I can read your mind” I joked as I focused on Princes mind feeling an odd tweak as then I suddenly heard a voice. Startled I jumped back onto my bad as I watched Prince “Was that you in my head?” I asked as the voice came again “Yes it’s me, it’s about time you had this idea I’ve been sick of not being able to talk to you” he said as I smiled “Oh wow this is cool” I said as I swear I saw a smile on his face. “Ok so talking to animals, check. I’m also apparently talented in Electricity, life, energy and infiniti. What can I do with any of them?” I wondered as I looked to Prince for some ideas “Well I guess life is healing like your dad, so if there’s nothing to heal, we can’t practice” he said as I shrugged accepting that as we moved on “Were surrounded by electricity, and Energy could be like lifting things with you mind but what about infiniti talent” he said as I smiled “ oh I don’t know what that one does as but it is rare” then a blast of information went into my head as I fainted from the shock.
When I regained conscious I knew what the infiniti talent did, it was information talent it let me memorize anything and everything that I have ever seen or heard. It also let me get information from the universal knowledge bank but you would have to be care full as you could lose your mind if you downloaded too much information. This would in handy when memorizing spells as I could not forget them, and cheating in test. I looked at prince and told him everything about the Infiniti talent and he seemed amazed by it all. “So let’s test out my electricity talent” I said excitedly as I looked around the room. Focusing on my lamp I tried to turn it on by nothing happened, trying a different tactic I put my hand on the plug socket as I felt myself drawing in the electricity “Oh this works” I said drawing in more electrical energy as I pointed my finger at the lamp trying to turn it on but instead a lightning bolt burst from my finger obliterating it “Oh” I said shocked as the Lamp lay in pieces all over my bed and floor “If mum asks, I’m blaming you” I said to prince laughing as he laughed in my head. “Ok let’s try energy” I said confidently as I focus on picking up a pen off my desk. After a few attempt at finding the right focus, I saw the pen start to wiggle as I lifted it off the desk floating it over to me before I put it back down again.
Practicing my energy talent , I soon had it sorted as my room was a mass of floating objects, including Prince as I worked on my control and aim as I set everything down gently and back in its place, except for Prince who I placed on my bed. “lets check out that weird book I got at Bacra” I told price as I went to my desk to take the book out. As I turned the pages words started appearing, the language in which it was written in was foreign I decided to use my Infiniti talent to get the knowledge of the language. He would need to take a break for taking information because he was starting to get a headache. The language was the oldest known written language in the mage world. He started reading. It talked about a spell that would merged your wand with your hands so you could perform spells with your hand instead of the wand. He was amazed this could change everything about fighting other mages since he couldn’t lose his wand. He read how to perform the spell and decided to go to sleep since his head was beating from the migraine he had.
“Jamie, Breakfast” mum shouted up the stairs as she usually did, waking me up it the process, I groaned rolling out of bed floating myself out my room and down the stair, too lazy to walk in the morning. “I see somebody found their Energy talent” Dad said smiling as I pulled out the chair with my power sitting myself down as I looked to him “I was forced to find an alternative source of fun, since my wand as gone missing” I said accusingly at him as he just laughed at me “Oh by the way, if you check my room, the broken lamp is Princes fault, he was practicing his Electricity talent and instead of turning on the lamp he blew it up” I said as my parents both laughed at me, “Ok well, we will punish prince by not letting you have your wand back” mum said as I groaned deeply I needed to do that spell he would tell his mum about having his wand back after she leaves, he continued eating his cereal slowly. “Ok, I have to get to work, love you babe” Dad said giving mum a kiss “Train hard” dad said to me ruffling my hair as he walked out the front door.
“Ok, and before you start, he’s taken your wand with him” mum said as I sighed before going back to my breakfast, decided to keep the merging spell to myself . “So what am I going to train in today?” I asked as I smiled “Well, Life is your fathers talent, but I can train you in animals, or you can practice your talents if you want” she asked as I smiled “I can read Prince’s mind, I worked that out last night” I said as she smiled “Good, but that’s very basic, and for an exceptional mage like yourself we need to work at the big boy stuff” she said as I smiled quickly demolishing my breakfast as I followed her out into the garden.
“This garden is too obvious, go get on some proper clothes, were going to the forest” mum said as I jumped running back into the house as I quickly threw on some tracksuit bottoms, a jumper and some shoes. When came down my mum just pulled out her wand changing her clothes as I groaned, causing her to chuckle. ”What spell is that I asked as we got into the car” “that is changis it lets you change clothing anywhere” I smiled thinking about not having to change clothes manually.
With Prince on my shoulders and us in our outdoor clothes, we started the car driving off down the road as after a good 30 minute drive we found ourselves in a giant forest. “Ok let’s walk from here” Mum said parking the car as Prince quickly jumped from my shoulder and slithered to the woods to catch a little mouse or something “he is probably hungry let him be” mum said as we walked through the trees. “Seeing as were hidden from the world, why don’t we practice a few things, firstly summoning animals, place your hands on the ground and basically will the animals to find you” mum said as I nodded doing just that “It will take a few minutes as they may be far away, or not” mum said as I looked up still willing the animals to come as several squirrels, a horse and two deer had arrived as well as dozens of birds lining the trees.
“The animal talent, isn’t all about controlling animals, it’s about trust… you can gain their trust quickly and they will follow you. You can read their minds and help them out with anything that is troubling them” Mum said as I smiled standing up, I held out my hand openly as several birds quickly flapped down landing on it.
“Worms…Worms…Worms” the birds tweeted in my head as I laughed “Ok try on the deer” mum said as I dropped my arm slowly making the bird fly away, walking up to the deer, I stroked the side of its face as I looked into its mind feeling it’s sadness and grieving as the deer had lost its fawn to a fox. “I’m sorry” I thought to the deer giving her a hug as I wrapped my arms around her long neck as her chin rested on my shoulder. “I have an idea, why don’t you practice your life talent, try and make the grass grow” mum said as I tried to do that. placing my hands on the ground I wanted the grass to grow as I noticed extra padding under my hands after the first few seconds, pushing more energy into my efforts I spread the Life energy out as tree’s around me started to grow healthy green leaves as the grass quickly turned green and lush as the deer and horses started eating.
Slowing down my life energy I turned it into a sort of aura, as my body radiated life, healing things in a 10 meter radius as I walked forward, “Very impressive, your father can only do that for a few minutes” mum said as we walked together through the forest. “What else can animals, do when you have their trust?” I asked her walking through the forest whilst Prince was still right by my side slithering across the grass “Depends really, Animal talent is rather common, you can talk to, understand and help animals but the limits are endless, if you wanted you could have animals protect you and fight with you, I used to use mice to carry letters to your father when were back at school. I also used birds to scout the area so I knew exactly where the places I needed to be were or were the people I needed to avoid were” my mum said as I laughed “Sounds like fun” I said walking through the forest as the animals followed.
“I was wondering, The Energy and Infiniti talents seem to be the most useful, Life is helpful and Animals is Handy but what use the Electricity Talent has, I mean humans didn’t have electricity devices until the 1800’s. Before that there was not much we could use it for” I said curiously as my mum shrugged “I don’t know, I don’t have the talent, I guess you could use it like a defibrillator or you could summon the power of electricity to electrocute people” mum said as I smiled thinking of all the people I could electrocute “Might come in useful when I have to electrocute someone” I said as we entered a large open area of forest, still with my healing aura I spread it wider as grass soon started turning green as the field looked very much alive. Mum looked amazed that I could keep it going for so long.
After a few hours of practicing with the animals and healing the forest, we walked back to the car in peace as the animals all drifted off as I removed my healing aura, I was actually rather impressed with myself as mum said that dad could only do the aura for a few minutes whilst I had it going for hours and quiet strong as well and I didn’t feel any fatigue. I talked to mum most the car journey home as she told me everything she knew about animals and what I could do with them, as well as the other lessons I would have such as Potions, Enchanting and Protection classes, also I had history, sports and Life skills lessons to deal with. Turns out I am going to be swamped with work. Although I could always cheat a little and download the knowledge from the universe but I would have to be careful as I did not want to lose myself for downloading too much info. What I did found interesting was that there was no info on the spell to merge your hands with your wand except what I knew and came to the theory that maybe the universal knowledge thing is if other people know it then I can access that information like the internet. So if the person that wrote the book I am reading died then the access to the information died with him and I don’t have access to it. I also found out I am the only person alive with the Infiniti talent and that I was not going to have classes on that talent as there is no one else that has it.
As the weeks passed by September soon arrived, getting increasingly excited I was practicing hard on my fire control as I had lots of fun making fiery animals making them travel around the room “Ok, Jamie” my mum said walking down into the basement where I spent most of my time lately “You need to go pack, your leaving tomorrow” mum said firmly looking down at me, focusing my mind I tried out my new trick as I teleported into my room “You up there Jamie?” mum shouted up as I replied “Yeah, I’m packing” I shouted back hearing her walk up the stairs “How long have you been able to teleport?” she asked looking at me “A few days, I remember those mages teleport out and I figured it energy was the only talent that could do that, so I have been practicing” I said as she chuckled before walking back down the stairs.
A few hours later of messing around in my room I heard the front door open as dad arrived home “Jamie, I have some things for you, come down” Dad shouted up as I quickly ran out my room jumping the banister as I levitated myself before hitting the floor as he smiled down at me, “Just some things you will need that nobody ever tells you” he said handing me several bags, running into the kitchen I placed the bags on the table as I started checking the contents “A wet suit?” I asked holding it up to him in question as he laughed “You will be given you school robes there, but they aren’t the warmest of clothes, a wet suit helped me through some cold nights” he said as I smiled putting it down as I checked the other contents. One bag had some nice shoes in as he told me that shoes and hair is your only bit of fashion you get there so, it’s all about first impressions. Inside the last bag I pulled out a large flat box as when I opened it up I saw it was black leather with a chrome flame going all the way around it, but it was backwards as the chrome covered the bracelet making it look more like a shackle, the flame part was actually the absence of chrome, slipping it on it looked awesome “Thanks Dad” I beamed excitedly showing it off. “Dad could I have my wand back” I said hoping he would give it to me so that I could perform the spell I have been hoping to do for most of the summer. If I could accomplish it I would have overcome the number one weakness that all mages have.
“Shure, but no more pranks understood” he said sternly as he reached for my wand inside his bag. “Promise, no more pranks” I grabbed the wand and ran for the basement. I did not want to be interrupted so I locked the door and started putting up wards. When my family noticed this they started trying to get inside but it was already too late. I drew the circle and sat in the middle and started murmuring the spell. My wand started shinning then it slowly melted into my hands the pain I felt was mind numbing I put up my life aura to heal myself. The liquid crawled up my hands as I screamed in pain. I felt myself fading in complete darkness the last thing I could see was my dad running down the stairs.
When I woke up I was in my room my mum and dad were there sitting next to me. Then I remember all Dad happened and I looked at my hands. They were black like light consuming black and I had an onyx looking rock at the back of both of them. Look at them in wonder. “what did you do to your hands boy” my dad asked looking kind of mad. I casted a spell that would merge my wand with my hands so that i would never lose it. Dad cant you see i just overcame a mages number one weaknes losing your wand” I said hoping he would see everything from my point of view. I looked at him as his biggest smile spread across his lips “Not only is my boy the strongest mage in the world but he is also overame such a big weakness” mum just looked at me weird and said” how did you come across such a spell” this was the moment of thruth either lie or tell them it all came from the old book he found. He thought then when he was about to tell then he felt a gut feeling like he should lie about the book so instead he said ” I used my infiniti talent to get the information to create te spell, although I dont think its such a god idea it almost killed me if it wasn’t for my healing aura healing me at max power” The both had solem looks, they both thought I had created I knew spell that would make me even more known through the mage world. ” Although there is a little problem how are we soppused to explain this weird looking hands to a regular human beign” mum said looking scared at the though of her son beign taking to a lab or beign shunned for beign different. “We would have to hide it until he gets to school” said dad.
“But how” mum said “simple honey we just have him wear long sleave shirts all the time and as for the hands gloves” i looked at my dad “but what about school wont they ask questions when i dont have a wand with me” “they will find out at some point but thats a thing for later now we need to come up with some way to cover up your hands, But lets leave that for tommorow for now we just need to get some rest its been a long day sleep thight kido”.
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Proving your love by allowing her to stray
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The Bastard’s Fucking my WIFE!
I came out to my car to go to work. I noticed a thick letter under my wiper blade. I got in my car and opened it. Here’s what the letter said:
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Dear Sir:
“I think it’s time I let you know that I have been lusting for your wife Liz, for a long time now. I can’t tell you who I am. I’ll just say I’m Mr. X, but I see her every day as we work at the same place. Many men work here so you’ll never know who I am. I see her and I start getting an erection. To me, she is the hottest woman I‘ve ever seen. She’s friendly, sweet smile and those big tits look so lickable. I like her legs and such a nice ass. I love her blond hair, so sexy, and when she walks it swings across her shoulders.
It started out with just some business talk, while we walked, but when our eyes met, we both paused and had ‘that’ kind of reaction to each other. My dick and her pussy got a charge that made us suddenly take a breath. She started fanning herself with her pretty hand, and I put my hand in my pocket to pull back my erection. She stopped talking to me mid sentence…and looked at me in a strange way.
We both began to breathe hard. Our eyes froze on each other. We both knew we should….. just turn and walk away, but we just couldn‘t. No one was around and there were no cameras in the corner of that dead end hall. We just both ended up walking there. Maybe we both knew it was hidden and private there, I don’t know. I leaned against the corner, closed my eyes and whispered: (“we need to go back to work, but my legs won’t move.”) then I smiled. She smiled so sexy and stepped forward to me and messed with my shirt, playing with my top button. She unbuttoned it and took one finger and played with my chest. She whispered: (“why do we always want the things we can’t have?”)
She paused, looked around and continued: (“…I have to admit, I’ve been noticing you for quite a long while. You always smell so good, and that ….well…a…it gets ’things’ flowing inside me. Of course we ’should’ just walk away from this, were both married and…..and…could you …just ….(gasp)….hold me for a minute.”)
I held her for the shortest minute in the world. I smelled her hair and she felt my hips. She stepped back and fanned herself, I held my boner back in my pocket, and she smiled at me and adjusted her panties. We walked away.
We both trembled in our stomachs, as we went back to work. My heart pounded as I felt the hot flashes from our little meeting. I had to have her.
Liz told me later……
My pussy stayed wet all day, all I could think about was us getting together and how glorious the sex would be. I had to have him.
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I had to stop reading. The letter was making me so fucking mad, but yet I had a huge boner. I put the letter in my coat pocket, and went to work. At lunch time, I went out to my car and continued reading the letter.
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Mr. X, continued……
Damn…Liz was messing with my mind bad. I knew she wanted me too now, and I had to find a way for us to have an affair. Day after day went by and we kept meeting in our little spot at the end of the hall. She stopped wearing a bra and panties. She wore a thick sweater over her blouse, buttoned to hide her hard nipples sticking out. I wore a shop coat to help hide my constant boners.
At our meetings, our hands went crazy feeling each other. Up under the sweater and her blouse my hands went. I felt the most beautiful, warm tits in the world. She could un zip me fast now and feel my warm boner. She would quick bend down and give me quick suck on the head of my dick. We would have to stop and calm down before returning to work. WHEN and WHERE… were our thoughts all day long.
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I had to stop reading again. I couldn’t go into work with a big boner. This guy was my fucking with my wife!…and I was getting a boner reading about her affaire! I thought about tonight. First fucking her real good, then shoving the letter in her face!…or just packing her shit and throwing her out. I could try and find this ’Mr. X’ and do some ass kick’in on him and her too!!!
After work I was back in my car to keep reading.
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Mr. X, continued…..
I had to find a empty conference room, a store room, a place for us.
I got it!
…my SUV. I had blacked out windows and I knew where to park next door at a closed business. Now I knew where, next was when. I told Liz at our little spot. She gasp real big and said quietly: (“after work!…I want you right after work!”)
I pulled up to the back door to our offices, Liz came out all excited, got in and laid a kiss on me that made me see stars. Our hearts both pounded together and our breath went away. She took my hand and put it on her tits. I finally got to feel those beautiful tits freely. Her hand went for my instant boner, and squeezed it so good. I had to stop us so I could drive next door and park.
We scrambled to get in the back. I already had the seats down and a big soft thick pad and blanket in place. As we laid down her hands pulled at my belt to undo it. I ran my hand under her skirt to take off her panties. She had none on. Her mouth was on my dick in a flash, licking and sucking. I had her skirt up and was diving in to taste the pussy I had dreamed about.
Dual moans filled our ears and fast breathing. She was so wet, my tongue quivered as it sunk in her slit. I felt her soft lips around the head of my dick, making all wet. “..now …now…now , she said and turned around and put my dick in her warm pussy. We kissed with our tongues sinking deep in us. I held both her bare tits under her blouse and bra. Her pussy was nice and tight as my boner pushed in as deep as it would go. We began to moan loud and tremble. All I remember her saying was “OH YES BABY!!!” Our body’s took over fucking us deep and fast. Our moans got louder as her sweet legs wrapped around me. The SUV began to rock violently as we were out of control fucking. My balls hurt already from being so full for so long. She squeezed my dick over and over with her pussy, a moan with each squeeze. We both felt like we would black out. It was here. We locked our body’s up and yelled our moans. She shook hard with her climax as I unloaded a huge shot of cum in her.
Our hips were fucking us fast and deep. We both kissed every where on our faces fast. The cum kept jolting us with each shot. We tried to suck air, but it was gone, used up moaning so loud. Her pussy kept squeezing my dick as she moved her pussy around on my dick. Cum was every where, flowing between her legs and all over us. Our voices let out little noises of pure pleasure, over and over again. We still jumped with my dick and her pussy still trying to cum. We lay in a steam bath of heat in the SUV. We lay there for longest time.
It was dark now. We lay locked together. We still felt little pulses from my dick and her pussy. I barely remember letting her out of the SUV, I was in like a trance of euphoria. I watched her wobble to her car, She was so beautiful, even with her hair all crazy looking.
I think we belong together Sir, you may want to plan for a different future for yourself.
I have to have her.”
Mr. X
When I got home, I was shaking, holding the letter in my hand. I was raging… MAD !!!
I was met by at the door by Liz. She wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered:
(“…so…how did you like my new little porn story I wrote and left on your windshield?”)
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This is a story with the sister from my story “Forrest” I decided to keep them separate because they are of such different types.
This is a fantasy based on the hindi film Mardaani, starring Rani Mukherjee. I have used the basic characters from the film. However, I have kept the name of the cop as Rani Mukherjee for better visualisation purpose.
Well I guess I should start at the beginning these stories are accurate accounts of my sexual Encounter During my teenage years first time writing so bear with me
Paradise Valley 6, Celebration
“Are we ready?” Nancy asked in excitement. Her guests were looking around at the wonderful morning developing around them. It was cool by the river. A mist crept through the woods on the hill, glittering in the morning sunlight. A ring appeared on the surface of the water where a fish pulled a fly down for it’s breakfast. Nancy pulled her dress up to her knees and waded into the water. She created waves which expanded in the calm water near the shore, until merging with the moderate current at the center of the river. Nancy noticed for the first time, as she looked up in excitement, that her family had grown dramatically. She smiled at each member of her new family, as she pulled her fish trap up and looked at two long flapping perch trapped inside.
“My god,” Nancy cried, running for the bank with her treasure.
“Oh, good catch,” Willow Bud clapped. “It’s so easy to feed yourself here. I don’t know why my people chose the dessert.”
“Every people do best in their own area,” Tall Elk said, examining the perch.
The perch were as long as a grown man’s forearm and even thicker. Silver Quail wadded out to get her trap and found a catfish and one silver trout stuffed against the bars of the trap. The catfish weighed at least 20 pounds. It was a great black and silver monster, glaring at her through the willow bars.
“The crayfish,” Nancy clapped in excitement. She ran back into the river, dropping her dress into the water in her excitement, as she waded out and pulled the stick. She caught up the crayfish trap as it floated to the surface. It was literally crawling with 50 to 100 crayfish. They made a dark, moving mass inside the trap. “Oh god, you take it,” she squealed, thrusting the trap at Rusty. She shivered and shook her hands in disgust. He took the trap with a chuckle. He pulled the willow cap off the short end and upended the mass of crawling crayfish into a basket.
Tall Elk and Silver Quail were pulling the struggling fish from the traps. The trout was simple, it was smaller. The monstrous catfish must have squeezed in after the trout. Silver Quail reset the fish traps in the reeds.
“We have nothing to put in this trap,” Nancy took the empty crayfish trap in disappointment.
“We will in a second,” White Fawn said, pulling her knife and scaling the fish. It took only a few minutes to dress the fish out and drop the filleted meat into a basket. The heads and guts went into the crayfish trap and Willow Bud staked it out in the water farther upstream.
“My god,” Nancy said in excitement. “Have you ever seen so much free food in your life?”
“We didn’t even have to pack it in,” Tall Elk agreed. “You realize, Nancy, that every day won’t be as profitable as this one. It’s easy the first time. There will be less fish from now on. Rusty and I will go out hunting later. A little venison will taste good right now.”
Silver Quail’s eyes went to her husband. Something about the tone of his voice alerted her. She studied his face for a second, then picked up a basket.
“Maybe I should go along,” she said in a quiet voice, “men are terrible at dressing out meat.”
“No, two will be enough,” he gave her a stony gaze which spoke volumes.
“I’m so glad Rusty brought in that milk cow. I love fresh milk and butter,” Nancy said. “I haven’t had milk since I was a little girl.”
“You know, Willow Bud and I found gooseberries yesterday. That means the first of the blackberries will be ripe too,” White Fawn said. “With butter we can make pie crust. We should look up in the hills for berries, in the sunny areas,” she looked toward the great stony hills at the south end of the valley.
“Look to the north,” Tall Elk said.
“Did you see some?” White Fawn asked.
“No, but it would be best to stay away from the southern portion of the valley for a few days,” his eyes went to his wife and he gave her another significant look.
“Exactly what I was going to suggest,” Silver Quail grabbed her daughter’s shoulder. “Look back here behind the farm,” she pointed to the north. “There’s such a beautiful mix of bushes and trees.”
“Oh, look,” Willow Bud gasped in excitement, pointing at the grass, “a small milk snake.”
“Are they good to eat?” White Fawn moved closer as Willow Bud picked it up and gently coiled it around her forearm.
“No, el pequeño,” Willow Bud whispered, “but I promise to show you what it is good for,” she giggled.
Tall Elk and Silver Quail exchanged amused glances. They had seen women in their tribe with pet snakes. Both the snake and the women were reported to be very happy with the arrangement.
Silver Quail combined Indian potatoes, wild asparagus, wild onions, mushrooms, rice, beans, and the pealed crayfish into a wonderful boiled stew. White Fawn gutted and filleted the perch, then salted them and hung them up to dry. The catfish and trout were baked for an incredible feast. Biscuits and sugar cookies were added, made from the recent supplies purchased in Ft. Kearney. It had been a unanimous decision to continue drinking chicory, rather than wasting precious money on expensive coffee. There was a difference, of course, but they liked the difference. Besides, there were several hundred free chicory plants displaying their purple blossoms on the hill behind the ranch.
At noon they moved the kitchen table out to the front porch and began loading it down with food. They ate until they nearly burst, then sat around telling stories. It was a happy day, a day of celebrations. Since the men had returned, there was more than enough food with what they had brought back with the first packhorses. By common standards they were rich. There was some discussion about making another run for more cattle, but Tall Elk and Rusty exchanged guilty looks. Silver Quail saw that look and knew immediately that their lives were about to change. The carefree life they had led would be exchanged for war paint.
“You may need a bow and arrows,” she said in a low voice.
“Can you make the arrows?” he asked. She nodded. “Nancy, we are having chicken tomorrow,” she said, taking up the axe.
“Whaaa? Chicken? Why?”
“I need the feathers.”
The rider appeared at the south end of the valley. He stopped and studied the ranch, before kicking his horse into a walk. He approached the happy people and stopped, ten feet from the front porch. His eyes went over the women in a familiar manner which had Rusty gritting his teeth. His eyes finally fell on Rusty and studied him closely, before moving on to Tall Elk.
“I’m the deputy United States Marshall out of Lincoln. I’m here to arrest you two,” he said, his snakelike eyes switching from one to the other.
“Then you’ve wasted your time,” Rusty said, sitting is metal cup and plate on the porch.
“I don’t think so. Didn’t you two murder Raul Perez?”
“No, we killed Raul Perez, if that’s his name, when he tried to kill us,” Rusty said, squinting at the deputy.
“I found his body. He was unarmed.”
“His knife was stuck in the wall where my friend was sleeping,” Rusty nodded toward Tall Elk. “You obviously spoke to the woman, or you wouldn’t have known where to find us. Since you did, you also know we are innocent. Since you came here anyway, it means you have been bought. Go back to your REAL boss and tell him it didn’t work.”
“Why doesn’t he speak for himself?” the deputy nodded toward Tall Elk, who simply sat glaring.
“He only speaks Spanish.”
The deputy started to reach for his pistol, but Rusty’s came out in a blur. The deputy paused, then snarled and pulled his pistol. Rusty’s shot cartwheeled him from the saddle. He was dead when he hit the ground. The horse started to turn and run, but Tall Elk leaped and caught up his reins, holding them until he settled down.
“Now what?” Nancy asked, looking from one man to the other.
“Dig a large hole, shoot the horse and drop them in,” Tall Elk said.
“What?” Rusty gasped. “Why the horse?”
“Because they can trace the horse back to us,” Nancy said in sudden understanding, stepping off the porch and petting the frightened chestnut. “Dishonest or not, it’s a crime to kill a deputy. Even if they believed you it would take a month of explanations and trials. Tall Elk’s right, dig a large hole back in the woods with the one-man scoop, shoot the horse and drop everything belonging to this man in the hole.”
“I’ve never shot a horse in my life,” Rusty shook his head. They chose a clearing in a grove of spruce trees at the north end of the valley. A one-man scoop is brutal to the man operating the scoop. At the first sign of clay, roots, or rocks, it pitches the operator over the handles and far, far away. Rusty was the only qualified operator. Tall Elk controlled the horse, while Rusty manned the handles on the dumpable scoop. He dug the scoop deep by lifting the handles and pushing the front edge into the dirt, and once the scoop was full he leveled it off and the horse pulled the scoop off to one side, where Rusty lifted the handles and dumped the scoop. At first glance the yellow sand was ideal for digging, but digging in the clearing revealed hundreds of large roots radiating out from the spruce in the grove. Tall Elk laughed the first time Rusty was thrown over the handles. But as Rusty’s face hit the dirt and grass, he jumped up with a look of rage in his eyes and his hand on the butt of his pistol. Tall Elk kept his laughter to himself. He even took his turn on the handles, and in the dirt. By afternoon they had a 20 foot deep hole big enough to act as the basement of a house. Tall Elk led the chestnut, with the deputy draped over the saddle, to the bottom of the hole and shot it. The echoes sounded abnormally loud in the quiet grove. They rolled boulders into the grave from the stone boat, then used the scoop to refill the hole. The stone boat smoothed over the sand when they were through. They threw the scoop on the stone boat and started for the ranch.
“Hold up,” Tall Elk stopped Rusty before they left the secluded clearing. “My hackles are rising again. Somebody is nearby.”
“By god, Tall Elk, we’ve got to take this war to them. We can’t keep dodging them like this. Let’s wound the guy and see where he goes. I guarantee it will be the 3L.”
Tall Elk nodded and faded away into the grove of spruce. Rusty checked his pistol and waited. It was better to leave the Indianing to an Indian.
The shot echoed off the hills. Rusty drew his gun and swung from side to side, looking for a target. In a moment he saw a horse running below him on the sandy road. He watched, motionless before sliding his pistol back into the holster. The man had a bloody leg. He would make it to 3L all right and since he needed help immediately, he would not hide out in the woods for a few days before returning to his headquarters. Rusty mounted the plow horse and kicked it into a slow gallop. He came racing into the ranch yard with dust billowing up behind him from the stone boat. Tall Elk appeared from around the corner. They saddled their horses, grabbed their muskets and power horns, and rode off without a word. It was seven miles to the end of the valley. They rode the first five miles uneventfully.
“Hold up,” Tall Elk said, pulling his horse to a halt. He glanced at the yellow sand then looked around the brush and trees for a potential enemy.
“He stopped here and tied something around his wound. He’s close,” Tall Elk studied the landscape again. A telltale plume of dust at the far end of the valley showed them where the would-be ambusher had gone. Tall Elk took the time to slide his musket into the straps which held it to the saddle. Rusty slid his own musket into the boot and checked his pistol. Tall Elk reloaded his empty chambers while they silently watched the dust disappear over the hill.
“It’s a good weapon,” Tall Elk said, sliding his pistol into the holster.
“I hear Colt made a revolving rifle too, but I also heard that one misfired and all six chambers went off at once, blowing a man’s hand off. I’d prefer his pistol,” Rusty smiled.
“Now,” Tall Elk kicked his horse into motion.
“So what is the snake for?” White Fawn asked as Willow Bud placed it into a covered basket.
“When the time is right, I will show you,” Willow Bud said in excitement.
“Why not now? Daddy won’t be back for hours, and Nancy is showing mom how to milk the cow.”
“Ok,” Willow Bud smiled. She began taking off her clothes. White Fawn hurried to take her own off. They immediately compared bodies as they sat naked on her parent’s bed. Willow Bud was slender with the traditional large nipples and dark areolas. Her pubic hair was black and shinny, consisting of a small neat patch above her pussy in the shape of a hand. Her dark face was small and delicate, as most young Indian women were at her age. Indian women aged quickly as they grew older. At the moment Willow Bud was at her prime.
White Fawn was named due to her light complexion. Her Indian heritage was obvious in the lines of her face, but her white heritage had formed tiny doll-like features which would last for decades. Her feet were so tiny that each would fit inside of a normal hand. As she sat throwing her hair behind her shoulder, her proud chest showed the light, delicate features of her Norwegian heritage. She had small, almost invisible nipples on grapefruit like breasts. Both girls were absolutely perfect, in their own ways. Both appreciated the assets of the other.
“Let’s get each other wet first,” Willow Bus smiled, advancing on White Fawn and pushing her back on the bed. “We are supposed to use milk, which is why I wanted to wait, but we can go without it.”
“There’s cream,” White Fawn perked up.
“Get it, we can do both. They like heat and milk.” When White Fawn returned with the cream pitcher, Willow Bud set it aside had her lay on the bed. She fell between her legs with a giggle and a smile. She kissed White Fawn’s inner thigh gently, then kissed her way up the inside of both thighs until she reached her delicate pussy.
“It’s really very beautiful,” Willow Bud said, petting White Fawn’s pussy and pubic hair.
“So is yours,” White Fawn smiled. She watched as Willow Bud lowered her face again and kissed, just inside the leg, next to her pussy. White Fawn tensed up, an urgent look appeared in her eyes. She waited breathlessly as Willow Bud moved to the other side and kissed that crease between the body and leg. White Fawn hissed with pent-up passion. Part of her wanted to hurry Willow Bud by thrusting her pussy into her willing mouth. The other half waited, knowing the first tendrils of pleasure would be stronger. With a smile, Willow Bud opened her mouth and clamped it over White Fawn’s sweet pussy. As she sucked viscously, her tongue snaked inside of White Fawn’s delicate pussy lips and flickered inside. White Fawn made a chocking sound and withered on the bed. With her legs open wide, she pulled Willow Bud between her legs and thrust her pussy into her hot mouth.
Willow Bud held White Fawn’s legs wide open with her hands on her inner thighs. Her tongue flickered and searched the sweet warm flesh between White Fawn’s shuddering legs. Juices began pouring out of her tiny pussy, filling Willow Bud’s eager mouth and being swallowed frequently by her shapely throat. Suddenly, Willow Bud pulled away from White Fawn’s pussy and sat up.
“Lay on your back and raise your pussy,” Willow Bud commanded.
“But . . . I thought . . . ”
“Hurry and do what I told you. Time is growing short.” She helped White Fawn get into place, then took the cream picture and began pouring part of it’s contents into White Fawn’s pussy. White Fawn gasped, with eyes wide. She started to push Willow Bud’s hand away, but Willow Bud was done.
“You can put your pussy down, but don’t let any cream escape,” Willow Bud demanded. White Fawn nodded, tightening the muscles of her ass and pussy. It wasn’t easy to hold the cream inside herself.
Willow Bud quickly leaned back and poured the rest of the cream inside her womanhood. She dropped the pitcher on the floor and took up the basket with the snake inside. White Fawn’s eyes widened as Willow Bud drew the snake from the basket with a smile. Willow Bud held the snake in front of her own pussy, and the snake instantly disappeared inside her pussy, with a twisting blur of it’s body.
“Oh yes,” Willow Bud grunted. A very distorted, twisted look crossed her face. She shuddered and motioned for White Fawn to move closer. When she was close enough she lifted one leg and threw it across White Fawn’s, then slid her pussy tightly against White Fawn’s delicate pussy lips. As their lips touched White Fawn’s eyes lit in understanding. She began shuddering, waiting for that first contact. Willow Bud’s twisted face neared her own and they kissed passionately, almost brutally. White Fawn felt a movement against her pussy. She froze in fear, her eyes widening as she looked into Willow Bud’s blurred eyes. Suddenly the snake found her entrance and slid inside her. She gasped and clutched Willow Bud as the snake quickly filled her pussy and womb. It twisted and turned so quickly that she only felt the snake after it had moved to a different location. It seemed to be twisting and turning as it grew larger inside her. Was it dying? Would the snake die inside her and remain there forever?
“Oh, achee,” she whispered as the fire spread from her loins to the rest of her body. “Estoy muriendo,” White Fawn whimpered in horror.
“You are not dying,” Willow Bud giggled. “Relax and enjoy it, it will be very strong,” she said, hugging the naked girl before her. Her lips touched White Fawn’s gently as her pussy firmly rocked against White Fawn’s. The added stimulus horrified White Fawn. She clutched Willow Bud convulsively. Suddenly, horribly, she was empty. The snake had returned to Willow Bud. Willow Bud rocked faster, her pussy melting against White Fawn’s. White Fawn clutched the warm naked girl and kissed her passionately. She desperately wanted the snake to return to her pussy and finish her. She rocked faster, with her pussy sliding over Willow Bud’s moist flesh. Her pussy felt so hot against White Fawn’s. The juices and milk were dripping from their youthful pussies, and saturating the bed. The snake reveled in the delicious moisture it found inside these sweet young girls. It twisted and turned as it churned and drank both milk and juices, filling it’s abdomen and growing larger, as it feasted.
“Oh my god,” Willow Bud gurgled, her face turning purple. She rocked faster, brutally smashing her sex against White Fawn’s. She twisted and turned like the snake, then fell back on the bed with her hands clutching the blankets. She pressed her mound toward White Fawn, while here wide eyes looked at the white skinned girl in horror.
“It’s going to be big,” Willow Bud grunted, twisting faster. “Very big,” her face twisted in a mask of horror. “Aaaaeeeee, “she squealed, stiffening with her pussy against White Fawn’s. White Fawn used this convenient pussy to rub herself toward a massive orgasm. Suddenly the snake was outside, coiling on the bed. White Fawn grabbed it and tried to slide it into her pussy, but the snake refused.
Willow Bud was laying on her side, crying gently into the blankets. White Fawn’s eyes went to the smooth portion of Willow Bud’s hip in front of her. She threw one leg over Willow Bud and lowered her wet pussy until it opened against Willow Bud’s soft hip. Without delay, she began sliding forward and back on the beautiful, exhausted girl’s unresisting body. It took only a moment for her abused, super heated pussy to explode. Willow Bud pushed her over on the bed and sealed her mouth over White Fawn’s pussy, licking gently as she jerked and convulsed. Slowly she eased her movements, allowing White Fawn to return to the real world again. White Fawn lay whimpering, gasping for breath, as Willow Bud lay with her mouth sealed over White Fawn’s delicate pussy. It was a brutal shock when Willow Bud released White Fawn’s pussy and sat up, smiling. She leaned off the bed and searched for her snake. They found it laying beneath the bed, probably as exhausted as the girls. It was willing to return to the covered basket for some much needed rest.
“Wasn’t that fun?” Willow Bud asked joyously. White Fawn sat shaking her head.
Tall Elk and Rusty rode out of the north end of the valley and found the 3L Ranch on the open grasslands below. No more than 300 cattle surrounded the house. The ranch was composed of one unpainted house, two outbuildings, probably a granary and a bunkhouse, a barn, a single toilet, and a corral. It was a sorry outfit in any part of the country.
“There he goes,” Rusty pointed as the horse passed the corral and slid to a halt before the house. Several men came out and lowered the man, then carried him inside the house. A lone man took the horse and returned it to the corral. He stopped and searched the hills, before going back into the house.
“Now we know for sure,” Tall Elk said, taking a seat in the grass. They were far from the house and screened from view by a stand of bushes and trees. Tall Elk noted absently, that White Fawn’s blackberries grew abundantly on the side of the sunny, grass-covered hill. He stood and picked a handful, before throwing them into his mouth.
“What now?” Rusty asked.
Tall Elk looked around and found something interesting. If this end of the valley were blocked off, the valley would fill with water within a year, creating a great lake. The new lake would border 3L’s land, while wiping out most of Nancy’s. Very convenient.
“You know,” Rusty said, taking up a blade of grass and chewing it thoughtfully, “that the black stuff this man detests is what they make kerosene from. If he holds onto it he may become rich.”
“He has the same problem as Nancy,” Tall Elk said, clearing an area for a fire. He wanted coffee. “His cattle are dying off and he can’t hold the land without cattle. He’s too damned lazy to drill wells, so he wants the river. Until now it was easy to steal Nancy’s cattle and maintain his own dying herd,” Talk Elk said with a smile crinkling his eyes.
“Hey,” Rusty objected. “Nancy was afraid to let me track them. She thought they might kill me.”
“She’s probably right,” Tall Elk nodded toward the ranch. The ranch house was belching angry men.
“Now what?” Rusty was perturbed.
“Now I hold them where they are, while you ride around the ranch so they can’t sneak away. We will starve them into submission,” Tall Elk said, climbing to his feet and dusting off his pants. He pulled the rifled musket from the saddle and lifted the barrel. The rifle leaped in his hands and a chunk of fence post exploded beneath one man’s hand. He howled and shook his hand, while the others dove into the shit, mud, and dirt for shelter. By the way the man held his hand, Tall Elk knew it was full of splinters.
“Looks like fun,” Rusty said with a smile. He leaped to his saddle and pulled the nose of his horse around.
“Don’t kill unless you have too. We don’t want to bring Nancy too much grief. Besides, once you blow a man apart, it’s hard to put him back together again if you change your mind. Watch them closest after dark,” Tall Elk gave an additional warning as he reloaded the musket. “First they will investigate to see if you’re there, then they will swarm up the hill and kill you,” he said, shoving the ramrod back into it’s holder. “But they won’t do it until dark, so you can relax until then. They won’t want to draw attention to the south side of the ranch until they are ready to escape.”
“I will be careful,” Rusty smiled, kicking his horse into action. As Rusty disappeared back into the valley, Tall Elk was distracted by the sound of sheep. He started the coffee and watched as the sheep, a white dog, and one old Mexican appeared on the side of the hill. It wasn’t long before the sheep were on the outskirts of Tall Elk’s camp.
“Come and sit,” Tall Elk waved.
“I heard shooting,” the old man looked at the ranch suspiciously.
“Me too,” Tall Elk smiled. “Are you from the ranch?” Tall Elk nodded toward 3L.
“I need no ranch. I have a tent, a little food, and some cooking pots. When I move I pack everything onto my sheep and walk away. That is life. But I don’t have to tell you that. You are obviously an Indian.”
“Sioux,” Tall Elk nodded, while shaving chicory into the boiling water. “Now I work for a white lady on the Lazy N. Don’t you get lonely, old man?”
“During my first 20 years, when I was young, I got melancholy at times. I would seek out companionship and it always wound up getting me into trouble, sometimes for being a sheep herder, sometimes for being Mexican. Now I am content, I have my friends,” the old man waved his hand at the sheep.
“Do your friends keep you warm at night?” Tall Elk smiled.
“They do,” he nodded with a smile in his eyes. “If you can get used to the smell.”
“Do you fuck your sheep?” Tall Elk asked suspiciously.
“No,” the old man snorted. “Not since I was a young buck. No, I keep a favorite lamb, that’s enough for me.”
“What does your lamb do?” Tall Elk handed Rusty’s cup to the old man. The old man held up his hand for Tall Elk to retain the cup.
“Jamie,” the old man called, patting his leg. His pants were made from a combination of cloth and what looked like wolf skin. He unbuttoned the wolf skin and threw the flap back. Tall Elk was ashamed to see the old man’s penis laying between his legs. The lamb ran forward, nuzzled against the old man’s abdomen for a moment, then began eagerly sucking on his penis.
“If the white people only knew what their tasty lambs had been eating,” he smiled, taking the coffee from Tall Elk’s lifeless fingers. Tall Elk was both revolted and amazed by what he was seeing. He took a quick look at the ranch, then sat down to watch the lamb suck the old man’s cock.
“Does it hurt?” Tall Elk nodded toward the lamb.
“No, not at all. A lamb has the softest mouth of any animal, even a woman. Would you like to try it?” the old man asked.
“Maybe when you are finished,” Tall Elk said uncomfortably.
“I have another lamb,” the old man turned, facing his flock. “They grow up so fast, it’s convenient to train many. Angelo,” he called. A second lamb ran forward, it’s small tail flashing behind it. It stumbled against the old man’s leg. The old man pushed it away and looked at Tall Elk. “Call it,” he said eagerly.
“An . . . Angelo,” Tall Elk said uncertainly. The lamb turned toward the unfamiliar voice. It took a few stumbling steps and stood looking at Tall Elk uncertainly. “Angelo,” Tall Elk patted his leg. The lamb ran over to him, sniffing his face eagerly.
“Give him your penis quickly, or he will lose interest,” the old man said. He was obviously enjoying his blowjob very much. He leaned back on one arm, breathing faster as his face turned red. He petted the soft lamb’s head, as it sucked greedily. The old man had grown to an incredible size, but the lamb managed to get his entire penis in his mouth. There was white foam at the corners of the lamb’s mouth. It was happy and eager as it sucked the old man’s cock relentlessly.
“Will he bite?” Tall Elk asked as he pushed down his pants.
“No, of course not. If a lamb was stupid enough to bite, he would die of starvation. Sheep would never allow such nonsense. Some try to bunt if the milk does not flow fast enough, and of course ours does not. I keep an eye out and never use such lambs. These are the gentlest and the best, believe me.”
Before Tall Elk could decide to go through with it, the lamb forced it’s way between Tall Elk’s closed legs and sucked his penis into it’s mouth. With it’s nose firmly pressed against Tall Elk’s abdomen, the lamb began sucking contentedly. Tall Elk felt the suction right down to the roots of his cock, but it was in no way uncomfortable.
“You will grow,” the old man smiled. His face was covered with sweat.
“I am now,” Tall Elk nodded.
“No, the suction will make you bigger,” the old man said, pushing the lamb aside. He had a huge, throbbing penis almost as big as Tall Elk’s forearm.
“My god,” Tall Elk whispered in awe.
“It’s the suction. It makes you a little bigger each time. Have you ever seen a calf suck on a young cow’s tits, making them huge over the years?”
“I don’t have much to do with cows,” Tall Elk said, gritting his teeth against the pleasure. Fire was spreading from the head of his cock to his ass. He felt the ass muscles clenching in time with the lamb’s sucking lips. He was sure he could feel his juices being sucked from the end of his cock. It was the most exciting thing he had ever felt. Wait until he told Silver Quail.
“You will grow big enough to please a horse,” the old man smiled. He suddenly closed his eyes and rested with his face turned toward the sky. He rested on both arms, moving his crotch slightly to meet the eager lamb’s sucking mouth. It was making loud noises as is sucked and smacked. The old man grew more anxious. He twisted and turned his body, digging his heels into the grass. The lamb desperately followed his huge cock with an eager mouth. With a grunt the old man fell back to the grass and waited. He moaned again, like a low cry, and the lamb suddenly changed the way it was drinking. It was obvious that it was getting what it wanted. As it sucked the hot cream from the man’s penis, the old man shuddered in silence. Several minutes passed before the old man reluctantly shoved the lamb aside.
The lamb was using enormous force on Tall Elk’s cock, but the silken flesh of it’s mouth and tongue soothed his heated manhood. He could feel pleasure clear down to the bottom of his toes. There was no doubt now, the lamb was sucking his lubricants from the end of Tall Elk’s cock. At times it drew back and only sucked the head in order to get more lubricant, but only for a moment. Soon it’s nose would be tightly pressed against Tall Elk’s abdomen again.
“This is undescribable,” Tall Elk whispered. The old Mexican simply cackled with laughter, relaxing on the grass from across the fire. He leaned forward and refilled Rusty’s cup, sipping gently as he watched the rambunctious lamb suck Tall Elk’s cock. Tall Elk rolled his lower body back and forth, as if to escape the eager lamb’s working mouth. But he didn’t want to escape it. That was the last thing he wanted. The fire was building in his loins to an intolerable level. The familiar liquid fire which always preceded a massive orgasm. Tall Elk knew this was going to be a big one. The biggest of his life. The fire built even greater, then the whole world seemed to stand still. Tall Elk’s eyes widened as he waited, suddenly his cock began pulsing, pumping sweet cum into the lamb’s hot mouth. The lamb loved the sweetness and began drinking eagerly. Spurt after spurt of cum filled it’s mouth, then began slowing. It sucked harder to pull the last drops of sperm from Tall Elk’s balls, before Tall Elk quickly pushed it away. The lamb rushed back between his legs and sucked again. Tall Elk gasped, nearly screaming in pain and pleasure. He pushed the lamb aside again and jerked up his pants.
“He’s persistent,” the old man chuckled. “I have to look out for him while I take a piss. That lamb has raped me before.”
“That’s the most wonderful thing I have ever felt,” Tall Elk said in awe.
“See why my job is no hardship?” the old man finished is coffee.
“I do,” Tall Elk nodded. “I certainly do. Hey old man, do you own the land up there?” Tall Elk pointed toward the high pastures.
“Own? No, I own only my sheep, and they go where they will. The government owns this land, I just borrow it.”
“Have you considered moving farther south?” Tall Elk smiled. “You could homestead and nobody could ever move you.”
“For a good, woman-cooked meal once in a while, I could gaze my sheep closer to the Lazy N and keep a lamb handy,” the old man laughed knowingly.
Rusty rode slowly, surveying the grassy hill above and below him. He was half way up the hill in a narrow cut valley. Trees offered some shade, the valley offered an escape route if he needed it. It was an ideal camping area and a good place to make coffee. Belatedly, he realized that his cup no longer hung from his saddle. He had left it at Tall Elk’s camp. After taking a long look at the ranch below, to map out the most likely attack routes, he returned to his horse and rode into the shadowed valley. There was a small stream coming from the valley. The water made it’s way between and around boulders the size of houses.
Rusty rode along a gravel bank into the cut until he heard a sound. He paused and loosened the pistol in it’s holster. Riding with his hand on his leg for a quick draw, he passed a huge bolder and found himself looking at naked white flesh. It took him a moment to realize that he was looking at a naked, skinny ass and a pair of kicking feet. It looked like a young boy searching for something on the bottom of a clear pool. A head appeared and a face snorted. A pair of slender hands wiped water out of a very feminine face. The young girl had only the barest trace of breasts, with large, puffy nipples. Rusty felt his cock grow hard immediately. His breath came faster as he stared at those tiny, perfect breasts and inviting nipples. He had never seen anything so sexy in his entire life.
The girl wiped her face again and looked around. Both she and Rusty froze as she noticed him for the first time. “What the hell are you looking at?” she demanded.
“A god awful beauty,” Rusty said breathlessly. The girl seemed confused for a moment, then smiled and looked down. When she looked up again there was a serious expression on her face. “If my daddy catches you here, he will kill you,” the girl said, shaking back her wet hair.
“Who is your daddy?” Rusty smiled.
“Paul Stanley. Of course he’s been heeled lately, somebody took his guns. All he has is a big ole knife and a sore chest. You could probably take him if you’re a good shot.”
“Somebody took his guns? Hey, where does your daddy work?”
“The 3L,” she nodded toward the ranch. She mistook his horrified look for fear. She shrugged and returned to her swim. He tied off his horse and took a seat on a rock. It was obvious, as that shapely ass reappeared, that it belonged to a girl. A perfectly shaped hairless pussy gleamed in the sunlight as she searched the bottom again. She reappeared, snorting, and wiping the water from her face. She gave him a disgusted look.
“Are you still here?” she demanded.
“Of course I’m still here. I will be here until tomorrow.”
“Really,” she smiled. “You are not afraid that my daddy will kill you.”
“No, I’m afraid I will have to kill your daddy,” Rusty said, staring at her amazing chest.
“I wish you would,” she said in disgust. “That son of a bitch has a cock the size of a horse,” she said, wiping the water from her eyes.
“You mean he fucks his own daughter?” Rusty was amazed.
“Every fucking night,” she snorted. “I… I like it sometimes,” she admitted shyly. “But not every night. Actually it hasn’t been too bad since the wagon load of explosives came in. They have to take turns guarding it, and he’s hardly ever home. He’s tried to get me over to his fire a couple of times, but I pretend I can’t hear him.”
“Where’s his fire?” Rusty asked casually.
“West of the ranch, in a grove of trees,” she said with complete unconcern. Rusty’s eyes went in that direction as his mind worked rapidly.
“Hey, what the hell are you looking for?” Rusty asked as she prepared to dive again. Her distrusting eyes studied his face for a moment, then she smiled.
“Gold,” she said in a whisper.
“Gold? There’s no gold in Nebraska.”
“You promise to keep my secret?” she asked with childlike seriousness.
“Of course, but I can tell you, there is no gold here.”
“Wrong,” she said, taking up a piece of cloth and handing him a shiny nugget. He looked at it in disdain, then looked closer. It appeared to be a huge gold nugget. He bit the nugget and it squashed beneath his teeth.
“My god in heaven,” Rusty said in awe.
“I told you so,” she said proudly.
“But you have to file a claim. Otherwise somebody can take it.”
“If I file, others will come. As long as I keep it secret, it’s all mine.”
“Then stake your claim in secret, but don’t file. That will hold up in most courts. Put in short stakes and hide your script in a hollow tree or something. Does Simon Hearn claim this land?”
“Yeah,” she admitted, stepping closer. He could smell the aroma of teenage girl on her body. It was very alluring. Nothing smelled better than wet girl. “You won’t tell, will you cowboy?”
“Me? Hell no,” Rusty laughed. He froze as her hands went around his neck. She was still wet, but for some reason, he didn’t mind. Fearing a trick, his hand went down and pulled the strap over the hammer of his pistol. She might still get it, if she tried, but she would have to struggle.
“I could do things for you?” she gently stroked his face.
“And I wish you would, but it’s not necessary. Your secret is safe with me. I should tell you though, that black stuff which the major is cursing, is probably more valuable than the gold.”
“Smith told him that,” she said, sitting on his dirty jeans, “but he doesn’t listen. He’s only worried about his cattle. Hey, you stink,” she said wrinkling her nose. “You should help me look for gold while you bathe. You can keep part of it.”
“I’d love too, but I’m man hunting, not girl hunting. I need to keep an eye on the ranch.”
“I know just the place,” she said in sudden excitement. “But wash first. I want a good fuck, and you’re closer to my own age than my daddy. I think you might be a good fuck, “she turned her head and gave him a coy smile.
His eyes went over her tiny, skinny body. Her white skin was sprinkled with freckles. She had just the barest touch of pubic hair. He could just imagine that partially hidden, hairless pussy stretching round his manhood. Her breasts were also enticing. Her lips were small and boyish, the least inviting thing on her body. She had cut her hair to less than shoulder length, but still longer than a man’s. All in all, she would grow up to be a great beauty.
“Lord help me,” Rusty whispered.
“No siree,” she said, climbing to her feet. “One man at a time.”
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Chapter Five: ———————————————————–
Paige moved around to kneel between her sister’s spread legs, and pumped the dildo steadily as she stared at Stevie wriggling and moaning in front of her.
“Harder! Harder!” Stevie gasped, her head jerking from side to side.
Paige pumped harder, and thrust in deep. On one thrust the side of her hand hit Stevie’s pussy and the redhead’s eyes flew open wide.
“Again!” she gasped. “Hit my pussy again”‘
“What?”
“Harder! Shove it in so your hand hits my pussy”
Paige looked down nervously, then pulled the dildo back and thrust in hard until the side of her fist smashed into Stevie’s pussy mound. Stevie gave a low cry and flung her head back, arching her back as her groin humped up against the dildo.
Paige slid it back, then jammed it into her again, once more letting the side of her fist mash into Stevie’s pussy. The feel of the pussy, oily and hot, against her fist made her own pussy growl for attention. She ground her knuckles into Stevie’s cunt as she slid her other hand down into her pajamas and rubbed furiously on her own slit.
Stevie gurgled in ecstasy. Her hands gripped the front of her top and ripped it open, exposing her swollen breasts and hard little pink nipples. Her hands slapped down on the bulbous mammaries, fingers digging in deep as she squeezed repeatedly.
Paige watched the dildo as it slid back and forth in her sister’s cunt opening. The rubber glistened wetly and she felt the pressure of Stevie’s cunt muscles as she pumped it in and out. Her eyes stared at the beads of moisture on the red furred snatch, and at her pussy lips being pulled back and forth by the action of the dildo’ pulled out, then pushed in, then pulled out again.
She twisted the dildo to one side, drawing a gasp from the redhead, then she pressed it especially hard against the top of Stevie’s pussy as she sawed it back and forth over her sister’s clitty. Stevie arched her back again, clawing at her tits as she whined in heated passion.
Her feet pawed at the bed, jerking and bouncing up and down as she humped up against the plunging rubber cock. Paige’s own pussy was burning with excitement. She ground her thumb down on it and exploded into her own climax, grunting and shaking as the pleasure washed over her.
She humped against her fingers, still pumping the dildo up Stevie’s snatch as she groaned in delight.
Then it passed, leaving her weak, but still excited. She stared down at Stevie’s swat, then, daringly, pulled her hand out of her pants and slid her finger down against her sister’s clitty, rubbing it as she pumped the dildo.
Stevie was rolling her head back and forth in bliss, her eyes closed, mouth open as she panted and mewled in pleasure. She opened her eyes and stared at Paige as the blonde leaned closer and closer to her pussy.
Paige licked her lips once, then bent over between Stevie’s legs. She stared at the cunt maw from inches away, still pumping the dildo in and out. Then she slid it out entirely and watched the pussy lips close again. She reached down with a tentative finger and slid it between the folds of the red furred pussy lips, prying them open once again, then used the fingers of both hands pull open Stevie’s cunt and stare into the gleaming pink within.
“Paige,” Stevie gasped.
Paige ignored her, bending closer. She tried to remember how Jamie had done it to her. She pushed two fingers together and slid them into Stevie’s box, sliding them deep, then used the thumb and forefinger of her other hand to hold open her pussy lips.
She bent and slid her tongue up and down against Stevie’s clitty.
Stevie stared in shock, amazed and stunned as she saw her sister’s tongue slide into her pussy slit and make contact with her clitty. She felt a powerful burst of erotic lust as she felt the soft wet tongue dancing on her clitoris.
Paige’s fingers pumped back and forth inside her, rasping against the clitty from beneath as the blonde’s tongue attacked it from the other side. Paige pressed her lips in close and sucked hard on the little bud, making Stevie cry out in delight, causing her legs to jerk up and down on the bed.
Stevie came with a blast of deep, gut wrenching sexual bliss, her entire body rippling with electrical blastwaves of excitement as the climax grew and grew. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she humped up desperately, her hands shooting down onto Paige’s head and jamming it into her cunt.
She jerked her head far back, actually lifting her shoulders off the bed as she ground her teeth together and blew out all the air in her lungs in sharp, forceful puffs. She gurgled helplessly, her vision blurring from lack of air. She could not remember how to inhale while the fiery sexual climax continued to rip through her body.
Then she fell limp to the bed, moaning tiredly as the orgasm ebbed. Her hands fell from Paige’s head and the blonde purled her face free, then slowly crawled up along her sister’s body, straddling her like a lion over its kill.
She looked down at the bedraggled redhead, her eyes closed, her full breasts rising and falling quickly with her deep breathing, and felt a deep love and lust for her. She bent, examining the long, thin, hard pink nipple. She slid her hands onto Stevie’s big mammary mounds, amazed by how different they felt from her own.
She squeezed Stevie’s tits, watching her fingers mash the meaty flesh from side to side. Then she bent and licked her tongue back and forth across Stevie’s left nipple several times before folding her lips on it and sucking.
She sucked avidly, her tongue whipping back and forth against the nipple as she held it within her lips. She continued to squeeze and knead the hot, swollen titties, and changed nipples several times as Stevie slowly regained her strength.
Then Stevie sat up and the two stared into each other’s eyes. Bright green met deep blue.
Stevie pushed the blonde over onto her back and lay alongside her for a moment. Paige lay on her back, her hands beside her head on the bed, watching as Stevie’s nimble fingers quickly unfastened the buttons down the front of her pajama tops.
She felt strangely embarrassed as the redhead opened the top and revealed her naked chest. Nobody had seen her tits except her doctor. Even the boys she’d made out with hadn’t seen them really since they were always in darkened cars.
She saw her own nipples were very hard and felt them tingling with excitement. Stevie slid her hands onto her breasts and Paige felt a terrific heat there. Her breasts, especially her nipples, were incredibly sensitive to her sister’s touch.
In fact, as Stevie softly squeezed and kneaded her round hillocks, she felt the first real pleasure she had ever received from her mammaries. Her tits didn’t feel that good when she squeezed them, and boys always squeezed them so hard she felt more pain than pleasure.
Stevie was softly caressing them, her hands gliding over the rounded surfaces, fingers flicking across her aroused nipples. She leaned over, her long red hair falling across Paige’s breasts, tickling them. She pushed her tongue out and slid it down onto the blonde’s left titty, down near the bottom.
Then, as Paige watched, entranced, Stevie slid her tongue all around her tit, encircling it in a sizzling trail of heat. She began to kiss across it, avoiding the nipple, her tongue gliding smoothly up and down, back and forth, then she began to circle the nipple, getting closer and closer.
Suddenly her lips closed on the stiff nipple and she sucked hard, drawing it into her mouth and mashing her tongue against it.
“Wuunuhhhhhh!” Paige gasped, astonished at the blast of sexual pleasure that ripped into her chest.
Stevie’s hands were still stroking and rubbing against her breasts. Paige arched her back, pushing her round titties up into her hands. Then she yelped as she felt a sting on her nipple. Stevie had seized it between her teeth and was gnawing on it, grinding her teeth from side to side as she suckled.
The intensity of the feeling on that nipple grew even greater as the redhead opened her teeth and began licking at it. She bit down again, then again, sucking and licking.
Paige gasped and groaned, her body squirming helplessly. She humped upwards and felt a bolt of pure white fire in her cunt as she ground it against Stevie’s thigh. The redhead was half laying over her, her right leg between Paige’s thighs.
Paige humped up again, rubbing her moist pussy against Stevie’s thigh. Her pajamas were wet in front from her seeping cunt milk and she felt a moment’s shock at the realization.
Then Stevie licked a smooth, curving line down her belly to the elastic waistband of her pants. Her fingers gripped them and she tugged them down the blonde’s short legs. Paige pulled her legs up and back as her sister slipped the pants up and off, then tossed them on the ground.
Paige’s legs fell back to the bed, wide apart. Again she felt a moment’s embarrassment as her sister gazed down into her hot, wet, gold furred fuck entrance.
Stevie bent over and licked up and down alongside her slit, then pried her pussy open and began to run her tongue along the pink flesh inside. She avoided her clitty at first, her tongue diving into Paige’s cunt hole as deep as it would go. She mashed her lips against the pink meat as she wiggled her tongue inside her sister’s fuck tunnel.
“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Oh, Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhh!” Paige gasped. She gasped, then gave a hard jerk, her legs flying open wide and her ass bouncing up and down on the bed. Stevie thrust her fingers deep into Paige’s cunt hole and pumped furiously as the blonde came with a shattering bang.
Paige jerked and humped and rolled her head from side to side, her body heaving and wriggling in ecstasy as Stevie jammed a third finger up her hole, then closed her thumb against the clitty and ground it between them.
Paige’s orgasm continued and grew more intense. Then she peaked and fell back exhausted.
Stevie bent and began to lick her clitty, her tongue wiping back and forth as she sought to suck it into her mouth. Her lungers continued to pump in and out of her sister’s fuck pit as she blew and sucked and rubbed her lips and tongue over her clitty.
She pulled back after long seconds, and reached for the dildo. Her tongue pressed against the blonde’s clitty again as she slid the dildo up against the cunt hole and pushed it in.
Paige felt herself split wide by the thick dildo and groaned in pleasure as it moved into her body. Her cunt tube widened around the rubber click and her clitty buzzed with excitement as it felt the pressure against it.
Paige pumped it in and out steadily as slurped on her clitoris, and within minutes Paige was wriggling and moaning once again as she was dung into another shattering orgasmic seizure.
Stevie locked her door that night, knowing either her father, or one of her brothers would try and visit her otherwise, and too fucked out to want more. She slept soundly, her dreams filled with cocks and tits and cunts, and her body flushed with the eroticism of them all.
She woke refreshed, and horny. She started to jerk off but then thought that maybe she could kind someone to help her. She pulled on her satin pajama top and padded to her door, unlocking and opening it, then peering out into the hall.
She moved down the hall to Paige’s room but it was empty. She remembered then that the blonde had cheerleader practice this morning. She peeked into Mike’s room but he was gone too, football practice. She grumbled unhappily then moved to the next room.
The Dennis was sitting on his bed reading when she peeked inside. He glanced up with interest when she leaned in.
“Who’s home?” she asked.
He knew exactly what she meant.
“Rob and Dad.”
“Where’s Donnie7”
“Shower.”
She gave him a seductive look but he shook his head.
“Forget it, Steph.”
Her face fell. “Why?” she pouted.
“Because if you’re not downstairs in ten minutes Dad is going to come looking for you.”
“He won’t find me in the shower.”
“He’ll wonder where the hell you are. It’s too dangerous. You’ll have to wait until later.”
“I thought you guys liked it,” she sulked.
He grinned in smug amusement. “We did, Steph, but neither of us wants to get tossed out of the house.”
“Dad wouldn’t do that, I guarantee it.”
“I’m afraid your guarantee won’t put us through college.”
She heaved a sigh of regret.
“Hey,” he called as she turned away.
“What?”
“Wanna ditch school today?”‘
“You’d ditch school?” she asked in amazement.
“Me and Donnie.”
“Wow! you must have liked it!”
“Want to?”
“Okay.”
She went hack to her room and got her towel and robe, then went into the bathroom that adjoined both her and Paige’s rooms. She stripped and had a quick shower, restraining herself from jerking off only by the greatest effort.
She blew dry her long red hair so it looked loose and wild, yet hung in perfect rows down the sides and back of her face. She also gave herself bangs today, brushing them to perfection.
She went back to her room and opened her dresser, wondering what to wear. She slipped on a lacy black G-string, then bent and pulled out some scantihose and pulled it on one leg at a time.
Scantihose were a new kind of pantyhose. There were two separate stockings that slid up her legs to her crotch, almost touching her pussy on the inside and narrowing on the outside of her leg as it reached up her hips to attach to a lacy elastic belt around her waist. It was more comfortable and sexier than a garter belt and stockings, and she could wear a really short skirt without the tops showing. Besides, she thought the effect would impress the twins.
She drew out a lacy little black French bra and pulled that on as well, then drew on a black silk shirt and frilly black mini-skirt. All in black, she thought to herself, ready for evil deeds.
She stepped into a pair of high heels and made her way downstairs. Rob had gone and her father was just finishing his breakfast.
“Hi, Daddy,” she said. He glanced up from his paper, looked around warily, then winked at her.
“How are you, Princess?”
“Okay.”
She walked past him and he grabbed her wrist in one hand, then slid the other up under her skirt in back, rubbing his hand back and forth under her buttocks and cunt pad. She gave a little whimper of pleasure.
He leaned over and leered at her. “How’s that hot little pussy of yours?”
She blushed and smiled tentatively. He chuckled, sliding his hand back and forth over her lightly covered pussy mound. He frowned and let go of her wrist to lift her skirt up. His eyes widened in appreciation when he saw the little string going down the middle of her ass and the scantihose on her thighs.
“Now doesn’t that look pretty?” he sighed. “Where’d you get slutty underwear like that, Stephanie?” She shrugged, a little embarrassed as he stared at her bar buns and continued to rub his fingers over her pussy.
He pulled his chair out from the table and gripped her wrist again, pulling her hack onto his lap. She sat down a little worriedly, glancing towards the stairs.
“Don’t worry about the twins. They’re never down on time,” he whispered in her air. He kissed the side of her throat, then licked up and down it as he held her on his lap.
He had one arm around her waist, just like he used to hold her on his lap when she was little. But his time his other hand was in under her skirt, stroking her pussy through the little G-string. She spread her legs and squirmed as his fingers slid under the lacy panel and rubbed against her bare pussy.
“You were a better fuck than your Mom ever was,” he whispered in her ear.
He wriggled a finger up into the hot tightness of her pussy tunnel and pumped it in and out as he kissed her on the lips. She didn’t resist but didn’t really kiss back either, worried the twins would come and see them.
Then he deftly unbuttoned the front of her shirt. The French bra fastened together in front and he had it open and her hard breasts out in seconds. He sighed, then closed his lips on her right nipple, sucking contentedly as his fingers continued to stroke against her clitty.
She was squirming more and more, her insides quivering and burning under his careful touch. He pushed a second finger up into her twat and thumbed her clitty as he suckled at her breast. His other hand, the one around her waist, rose to Cup her left breast, kneading and fondling it as Stevie sighed and groaned in increasing sexual arousal
Her head rolled slowly from side to side then fell forward, her chin hitting her chest momentarily. Her father was fucking his fingers faster and faster, ripping them back and forth over her clitty and jamming them into her with hard pumping motions. Each hard thrust drew a gasp from her trembling lips.
He suddenly grabbed the back of her hair with his left hand, jerking her head back hard, pulling it down onto the table as he leaned forward and locked his lips against her throat. Her gasp of pain and surprise was almost drowned out by his growl of lust as he bit down on her throat and sucked hard.
His fingers pumped faster and harder, making a meaty wet sound as they rammed up into her fuckbox. Stevie was shaking and wiggling her ass, her legs bouncing and jerking in mid-air. Her back was arched hard, thrusting her breasts up and out.
Her father pulled his lips off her throat and gave another growl, then locked his teeth and lips on her right tit, biting down and sucking with ferocious power. Her entire body was bouncing and jerking and shaking as he rammed his fingers up into her cunt, three of them now, pistoning back and forth between her oily cunt lips.
She came, her back arching more, her tits exploding with sensory pleasure, her cunt spasming and shaking setting her entire body trembling with convulsions. Her mouth opened wide and a gargling sound came from her tortured lungs as the force of the orgasm sent storms of ecstasy tearing through her mind.
She humped against him maniacally, her eyes closed tightly as she mewled in dazed satisfaction.
Then, just as her orgasm began to wane, her shoved her off, holding her by hips and hair and pushing her face down across the table. He lifted her skirt and unzipped his cock, then, with one eye on the stairs and the other on her rounded buttocks, her pulled the panel of her G-string aside and slid his hot, hard boner into her steamy snatch.
Stevie felt herself pierced and gasped in delight. The big thick prong drove balls deep into her furnace of a cunt in one hard thrust, but she was so hot and wet she felt no pain. Her father gripped her hips tightly and pounded his tool down her pink fuck- tunnel as he grunted in heated passion.
Stevie’s thighs ground against the corner of her table as her father rutted into her. But he was only after a quickie. Less than two minutes later he gave a hiss of satisfaction and pumped thick white gobs of sperm up his redheaded daughter’s fuck-opening.
He shuddered, then swayed back and forth for a second before pulling his softening prick from her warm depths’ stuffing it back into his pants, and doing up his zipper. he gave her ass a sharp smack, then pulled her skirt down and pulled her off the table, setting her on a chair.
“Wish I had time to see to you properly, but I’ve gotta get to work. Maybe if you’re lucky I’ll give you a long ride tonight.”
She knew exactly what he meant by ride and it wasn’t in a car. Her pussy gave a little spurt of heat at the thought. She dazedly did up her bra, then buttoned up her shirt, just as Dennis started down the stairs.
She wondered what the twins would say if they knew she was getting fucked by Dad, or what he would think if he knew the twins and Mike were fucking her, or what any of them would think if they knew she and Paige had fucked, or what Paige would think….
Rob would be pissed. He was the only member of the family she hadn’t fucked. The thought stunned her. How had so much changed in a day?
She greeted Dennis noncommittally, and got up to get her breakfast. He went into the kitchen with her but said and did nothing other than get his own breakfast. The twins were nothing if not careful. Donnie came downstairs a couple of minutes later. The four of them ate together, talking about school and things, then her Dad left.
She glanced at Dennis but he continued to eat his breakfast. She looked the other way but Donnie was also eating. She finished her milk and stood up.
“Well?” She said.
“Plenty of time,” Donnie said.
“Go up and brush your teeth and take a shower, Dennis said.
“I already took a shower.”
“We want you clean,” Donnie said.
“I am clean!” she glared.
“We want you extra clean.”
“What about you guys?”
“We haven’t just been fucking someone,” Dennis said.
She gasped and her eyes widened. Both twins were looking at her strangely and she blushed in embarrassment. “It wasn’t my idea,” She said.
“No?”
“No! He’s the one who fucked me in the first place. Yesterday after he spanked me.”
“And you loved it.”
“Well… well, yeah, kinda.”
“And came and got us to fuck you.”
“I didn’t invite you into my room'” she scowled.
“You waved your ass around us making it perfectly clear what you wanted.”
“So?”
“So go upstairs and take a shower,” Donnie said calmly.
“Yeah, or you’ll get another spanking before we fuck you,” Dennis added.
She started for the stairs, then stopped and turned back, standing in front of the table.
“You guys don’t, like… mind that I fucked Daddy, do you?”
“If you don’t mind, we don’t mind,” Dennis shrugged.
She unbuttoned her shirt and took it off, then wiggled her skirt down her long legs, stepping out of it. Both boys were eyeing her body with careful attention as she posed there in her lacy black lingerie.
“Take your time now,” she taunted, turning to present her bare ass to them, then sauntering to the stairs and up. She didn’t think they’d be long in following.
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