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Love or Torture?

CHAPTER ONE
It had taken a lot of convincing, but finally, FINALLY, Chloe’s parents had agreed to let her go on holiday with her friends over the summer. There were six of them going including her, going on a group holiday before going back to school. Chloe was over the moon. It had taken weeks of sucking up, extra chores, ‘love-me’ eyes and generally being over the top nice to convince her parents, but finally they had relented.
Chloe was above average looks for a girl of just 15. Long naturally wavy blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders to her mid back, bright blue eyes, flawless skin, curvy body (but only in the right places) Nice firm boobs with bright pink nipples, a heart-shaped bubble butt and long legs. Despite having long legs however, she only just brushed over five-foot-two, she really wasn’t tall.
She was probably the best looking of her group of friends, although the twins, Kelly and Cindy were also teenage knockouts. Both had jet black hair that was straight as an arrow, Kelly had hers only to her shoulders whilst Cindy’s fell all the way down to her butt. They each had blue eyes too, swimmers bodies and were tall, a good six inches over Chloe. They did everything together and turned many heads as they paraded through town wearing as little as was socially acceptable.
The other three girls, Danni, Jess and Lily were all good looking girls, but really weren’t in the same league as the others. Jess was carrying a little extra weight and Danni had a rather hideous pair of glasses that didn’t suit her at all and certainly didn’t do her any favours.
But none of this really mattered, they were all really close, and they were finally heading on holiday to Spain.
The weeks dragged by, Chloe ticking seemingly endless days off of her calendar, buying clothes and lotion and sunglasses and all the essentials for a girls-only holiday.
Eventually, the day arrived and her parents dropped her at the airport. Final hugs and warnings were given and her mother shed a tear as she waved her through the gate. Chloe was happy though, and was laughing as she took her seat next to Lily on the plane. Not a care in the world. Nothing could spoil this holiday.
She might have felt differently if she had known that this was the last time that she would ever see her parents.
The plane landed a little after nine PM local time, and it was not dark but evening was certainly setting in. As teenage girls always will when booking their own holidays, none had thought to book a cab to their hotel and so they found two outside the airport and after some pointing at maps and showing booking forms, the cab drivers loaded their luggage and set off.
The first sign that something was wrong was that the drivers headed off in the complete wrong direction. But having no local knowledge and not really focusing on where they were going, the girls didn’t notice this. It was getting steadily darker and as the initial excitement was wearing thin, the first trace that something was amiss dawned on Chloe.
They had left the city long behind and were deep into the country now. There were no buildings to speak of and the scenery was getting less and less green and turning almost into dry desert. Chloe looked across at Jess beside her, before glancing at Cindy in the front seat. They all exchanged worried and confused looks. Then she caught the eyes of the driver in the rear view mirror.
Before she even had time to work out what had happened, he had slammed the brakes on, sending her flying into the back of his seat. Cindy had very nearly smacked her head on the dashboard and Jess had been sent smashing into the seat in front of her as well. If she hadn’t been so worried about her own situation she would have noticed the other Taxi (which was slightly ahead of them) had stopped as well.
Recovering from her shock, she looked into the front to see the driver had knocked Cindy out cold. A trickle of blood was running from her forehead. Chloe screamed but she knew it was useless. The doors had automatically locked and they were in the middle of nowhere. The driver reached into the back, pinning her against the door. Jess was hammering at his back, but her efforts were barely evening bothering the man as he shoved a rag into Chloe’s face. She could barely breathe, she felt herself slowly slipping unconscious. Barely thirty seconds later, she blacked out.
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CHAPTER TWO
She was lying down on a bed. Across from her was a light brown door that was closed. She knew without having to be told that it was locked. A small round window was pouring light onto her face. She had woken with a start and realised that her wrists were shackled above her head to the bed frame. She had clothes on. The same she had been wearing. A tight fitting pair of denim shorts, a pink vest top and pop socks. Her shoes were missing. She had been comfortable in these clothes when she put them on, but now, somehow, she felt very exposed.
She had no idea how long she lay there for. By the time that she heard voices outside the door however, the light beam had moved all the way to her knees. A key turned in the lock and the door swung open. She had a brief look at another door on the other side of a hallway before a man entered and the door swung shut again.
He was tall. Much taller than her. And well-built as well. He wore a tight fitting tank top and cargo shorts. His beard was black and clipped short, like the hair on top of his head. His eyes were piercing; he seemed to take every detail of her in. He didn’t speak for a while.
‘So’ he said softly, ‘you’re English?’
He spoke with a Spanish accent for sure, but his English was very good.
‘Y-y-yes’ Chloe stammered back at him. Her heart was pounding and her brain was going a thousand miles an hour.
‘Hmmm’ it was disconcerting that his eyes never left hers. He never seemed to blink. ‘Vacation huh? You got a little bit more than you were expecting on this trip, huh little girl?’
There was no answer that she could give, but he didn’t seem to need one.
‘It does not matter. What matters is that you belong to me now. Your body, your mind. I own you little girl, that is all that matters!’
She was truly terrified. This was a situation that she had never even believed could happen outside of movies. All she could think of was one thing.
‘M-m-m-m-my friends! What h-have you done, w-with them? She stammered at him so fast she barely had time to think before saying the words.
‘Ha! Your friends are here. You are in with luck little girl. Normally we split groups like yours up, but we have had a request for six girls, and we were thinking we were out of luck until you came along’
She was confused. Her friends were safe. Well, they were here and by the sounds of it alive, but beyond that she had no idea what was going on. She managed to string together a question from what he had told her.
‘W-what do you mean a request?’
He cocked his head to one side and for the first time blinked.
‘You are all to be sold, to a very wealthy client. Tomorrow, we will move you to him’
Before that could sink in, he had moved to the door, opened it and was gone.
Sold?! She had been sold, her friends too! To who?
She began to cry. She was so terrified. Her thoughts were of her parents, so far away, so unaware of what their daughter was going through. They might not even notice anything was wrong for ten days. It would have been a small comfort to see her friends, but even they were beyond her reach for the time being.
She was hungry. Sleep would not come. She was thirsty.
It was dark before the door opened again.
The man who entered didn’t say a word. He simply carried a tray to her; on it was a glass of water, some bread and a slice of ham.
He fed her and gave her a drink, which she would have rejected if she had been in any position to move or struggle. Plus she was famished.
After he had done his duty, he left, Chloe’s shouted questions falling on apparently deaf ears.
She cried again, but with food and water inside of her, she could at least manage to cry herself to sleep.
The light hit her again. She woke with a start. The first man was in front of her again. He had a rope in his hand. She let her sleepy eyes wander to the door; two more men were standing there, holding long knives. He approached her, she whimpered but there was no compassion in his eyes. He tied the rope around her arms and then unshackled her before forcing a hood over her head. He was rough, pushing her to the door. He led her down the hall and shoved her into a van parked at the end. She fell to the floor but hit something soft, another person.
‘Hello?’ she whispered.
‘Chloe?’ came a voice that she recognised as Kelly’s. she sounded if anything more terrified than her.
‘Oh my god what is happening?!’ Chloe reeled off quickly. She felt a blow to her head and shriek to her left told her Kelly had received the same.
‘No talk, NO talk!’ came a gruff voice she didn’t recognise.
After a few minutes another thud told her another of her friends had been put in the van, then another, then another and finally, another. She didn’t dare say anything and none of them spoke either, although she head some muffled sobs.
They drove what seemed for hours. None of them speaking, seeing where they were going, just feeling the road go by beneath them.
After what seemed forever they stopped and the doors opened. She was roughly grabbed and dragged around what she assumed were halls. Faint music was playing in the background.
She was brought suddenly to her feet. Her hood was removed, but before she could get more than a glimpse of her surroundings, she was unconscious again.
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CHAPTER THREE
When she woke again she was tied to another bed. This time though, it was different. She was not on her back, she had been tied clamped in the doggy position. What was more, she was clean, had her hair back in a ponytail, but worst of all, was naked. She could tell this because she was facing a mirror. This was not an ordinary bedroom though. Whoever owned this was RICH! The sheets beneath her were silk she could tell, and the mirror was surely surrounded by gold? The walls were patterned beautifully and the room was perfumed and smelled beautiful. Behind her reflection she could make a door out, white.
Her head was unrestricted and she cast around for a better look at her surroundings, but nothing seemed to help. There were no windows in this room. As she turned her head she noticed something else about herself. Tied around her waist was a bow. Large and red, it too looked like it was made of silk. She looked, she thought, like a present.
The door burst opened and sprang back so quickly it shut again off of its hinges. The man who came through was taller even than the man who had taken her. He was black, extremely muscular, he wore only a red silk robe that left his torso bare and only covered the waist down. He certainly was not an attractive man. One of his eyes was white, there was no pupil and he had a terrible scar that cut down his cheek and made his beard look strange. However his physique made her think of body builders and pictures that she had seen of men like Arnold Schwarzenegger.
‘Good evening young lady’ he spoke, again with a perfect English dialect but his accent was African not Spanish. He spoke as though she was not tied to his bed and stark naked.
‘I am aware that this must be a very unusual situation you find yourself in. However you should know that I am not going to hurt you, so long as you do what I say’ he smiled. He was standing right behind her. He had not looked anywhere but her eyes, he was totally at ease.
She was bewildered. She was still petrified but there was something about this man that made her less afraid, she knew the terror was all coming from her and that this man was not telling her lies.
Then he said something that totally shattered that illusion.
‘However’ he carried on, the smile instantly gone, to be replaced with an expression of malice. ‘if you do disobey me, even slightly, your friends will be made to suffer and you will watch their punishment’
A cry of terror caught in her throat and her eyes welled up. The man however was smiling again.
‘Anyway’ he said brightly, as though they were about to discuss a movie or dinner, ‘let us get down to business’
For the first time he looked across her body. Down her neck, along her back across her spread bum cheeks, down her crack to her bright pink pussy, then down her legs, and back up to her face.
‘Very nice!’ he said, giving her a toothy grin. She noticed two of his teeth were missing.
He reached and undid the bow. It fell off of her, the silk brushing her sides. He stepped right up to her, cupping one cheek of her ass with his hand and leaning to her ear. She felt the power of the man as he leaned gently on her.
‘Just as a last reminder’ he almost whispered, ‘disobey me, and your friends will suffer’
He stood back again and released his robe. Despite her situation, Chloe could not help but gasp.
She had had sex before. Barely a year ago, her boyfriend had taken her virginity. However he had a penis about five inches long.
The man standing behind her defenceless body had a penis that was at least eight inches long. And it was soft.
‘You really are a present are you not!’ he exclaimed. Before she really saw him move he had raised his hand and it had come crashing down on her left cheek. It stung like fire and she screamed out loud at the force.
‘Now, young lady, no need to scream like that. You will not scream again, that is an order!’
She was ready for what happened this time, and as his hand came crashing down on her right cheek, her friends face played through her mind. She bit so hard into her lip, she bled.
‘Better’ he said smiling. She noticed that his cock was gradually hardening, it was up to ten inches and growing now.
He straddled her waist. Putting his massive tool between her thighs he squished them around it and began fucking her thighs. She saw in the mirror his one good eye was closed. It was a fully hard cock now sliding between her legs.
Without warning he slid his dick from between her thighs and put it at the entrance to her pussy. She gasped as the head pressed against her entrance and then in one fluid motion, he was inside her.
She shrieked.
His eye did not open. His rhythm did not stop. He began to fuck her. Slowly at first. His cock sliding all the way out of her pussy until only the tip was left in. then he would slowly insert it all the way back. He did about an inch a second.
It had hurt when he first went in, she was not horny, she was scared. However now. She had to admit, feeling that monster in her was turning her on.
He had not said anything about her outburst. Maybe it only applied to spanking? Or maybe he had been too caught up in the moment to realise.
Gradually the stroked got faster. He was putting more force in as well, his mighty sack was slapping at her as he thrust himself into her again and again.
She hated herself for it. But she came. Her orgasm burst over her, she had never cum so hard before. Careful not to risk crying out again, she satisfied herself with groaning and moaning as quietly as possible. It was not easy. He was filling her 15 year old pussy so well. It occurred to her in that state of orgasmic bliss, she never wanted that cock to leave her pussy.
Her eyes closed again, as she came for the second time. On and on he pounded, he did not tire. He just keep pounding away.
A finger slipped into her ass. It was unexpected, but she welcomed it. It was just another stimulation to bring her to her next mind blowing orgasm.
Finally. Just as she peaked for the third time. He came.
He spewed inside of her, the cum spurted so hard that even with his cock buried inside her tight little twat, it spurted out of the sides.
She was ashamed as she came back down. A tear rolled down her cheek.
‘You did good young lady’ he said, she was worried that he was not even out of breath. ‘Clean yourself up’ he indicated a box of tissues on the counter as he reached for a key and undid her bindings.
Not even bothering to retrieve his robe he walked to the door. He opened it and was across the threshold before he turned.
‘Oh, the second outburst did not go un-noticed’ he said, stern but looking over his shoulder so she could not see the emotion in his eyes. She stopped rubbing her wrists at once.
‘In half an hour, you will see what happens when you break my rules’ with that he slammed the door.
Chloe felt the tears come again, she had let her friends down. But worse. She had given herself totally, mind and body, to the man who had bought her as a slave.
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END OF PART ONE
(I will do more of this series if you want. I’ve got some ideas, let me know what you think)

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The Interns (Part 4)

Jaime Regan felt pretty good about himself, but then again, when didn’t he? He was healthy, goddamned attractive, he was hung, and his boring day-to-day job as an intern in a big corporate building had suddenly got a little more interesting.
It was an interesting day indeed when Jaime had entered the bathroom and found naughty little Levon Cole shooting his load all over the place. Levon was cute. Not only was he hot and sexy, but he also tried so hard to be the alpha male. Jamie liked a guy in charge.
And so did Levon, apparently. Jaime couldn’t help but notice the way Levon looked at their boss, Jim Scott. Sure, the guy was a gorgeous beast, but Jaime always thought he was too old for him. Levon, however, was impressed, and had happily done every assignment Jim had thrown at him. Maybe this could be used to his advantage, Jamie had figured. And Jaime also liked having the advantage.
In fact, Jaime had the advantage right now, as he sat in his parked car across the street from Levon’s house, masturbating himself in the darkness of the night.
“I love you, Levon,” Jaime whispered as he came all over his steering wheel.
“Morning, Levon,” Jim Scott said as he emerged from his car in the parking lot.
Levon strode through the lot, bundled against the winter chill. “Hey, Jim,” he replied.
Jim caught up with Levon as they entered the building. “Where’s your mom?”
“She’s taking a sick day.”
“Ah, that’s too bad,” Jim said with a strange grin on his face.
They waited in silence in the lobby for an elevator to come. Levon couldn’t help but feel awkward.
An elevator came and they both entered. God, twelve floors up in awkward silence? Levon thought.
But as they hit the sixth floor, the elevator came to a sudden stop. The small room lurched and the lights dimmed. Levon went to push the emergency call button when Jim placed a hand on his arm.
“Don’t.” he said, looking at Levon with steely eyes.
“What do we do?” Levon asked.
Without a word, Jim leaned in and kissed Levon on the lips. Surprised, Levon backed into the wall, but didn’t refuse. Jim reached down and grabbed Levon by the crotch as his tongue explored his employee’s mouth.
Jim broke away from the kiss and got down on his knees. He unzipped Levon’s pants and reached in to find an already hard cock. Levon leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes and let Jim take over as his boss stroked his cock. Pure pleasure jolted up his body as he felt a mouth close around his dick.
Suddenly, Levon felt the all too familiar feeling of cum rising in his shaft, and without time to control himself, Levon began shooting hot semen down Jim’s throat. No, no, no! Levon screamed in his mind. Not now!
He looked down to see Jim smiling up at him, cum dribbling out of his mouth.
“A quick-shooter, huh?” he chuckled.
Levon jumped awake, a feeling of both subsiding pleasure and pure embarrassment washing over him. He was in a cold sweat, and looked down and saw his boxers were wet with ejaculate. He sat up in his bed, panting from the incredibly vivid wet dream. He looked over at his alarm clock. 2:30am. His eyes then moved to his bedroom window, which faced the street in front of his house.
In the moonlight, he thought he saw the taillights of a car pulling away into the night.
At work that morning, Levon tried to avoid Jim as best he could, even going so far as to hitting the close door button on the lobby elevator as he saw Jim enter the building. Hopefully Jim hadn’t noticed.
He could not avoid Jaime, however, as the boy say next to him in the cubicle, pretending to be interested in his current task of filling out supply forms.
“Have a good night last night, Levon?” Jaime asked.
“Yeah, sure. How about you?”
“Pretty swell, I say. Just hung around… had a nice jack-off session.”
“Fantastic,” Levon said sarcastically.
“Just thought you’d like to know, babe. I thought about you… you know… as I did it.”
“That’s great.”
“What do you think about when you do it? Twinks? Studs? Bondage?”
“Mainly twinks, I guess.”
“Jim Scott, perhaps?”
“What?” Levon’s voice rose, but he tried to hide any insecurities.
“You know, Jim. Our boss.”
“Um… no, not really.”
“Really? How could you not? He’s pretty damn hot. A little old for my tastes, but… mmm.”
“He’s only 25.”
“Oh, I see.”
“What are you getting at?” Levon was getting annoyed with Jaime’s taunts.
Jaime laughed. “I see the way you look at him, it’s cute. I remember my first crush.”
“It’s not a crush. And even if it was, it definitely wouldn’t be my first.”
“Oh yeah? What’s the name of your last boyfriend?”
“Derek.”
“Ooh, tell me about him.”
Just then, Jim appeared at their cubicle. “Hey guys,” he said, “what’s new?”
“Not much,” Jaime replied.
“Yeah? Nothing exciting?”
“Is there something either of us can do for you, Jim?” Levon said coldly.
“Um… no, not really,” Jim replied, a hint of disappointment in his voice. “I was just making small talk. I guess you guys are busy. I’ll see you later.” Jim turned and went to his office.
Jaime waited until Jim was out of earshot. “Jeez, that’s no way to treat a crush.”
“I told you, he’s not my crush.”
“Well I certainly wouldn’t want to be your crush if you shooed me off like that.”
Levon tried to ignore the comment and went back to his work.
Levon sat alone in the breakroom, drinking fresh coffee a coworker had made. He was about to leave when Jim entered.
“Hey, Levon,” he said.
“Hey, Jim… look I’m sorry about snapping at you earlier. I was frustrated with some stuff…”
“Oh, no, that’s ok. I understand what you’re going though.”
“You do?”
Jim grabbed a mug of coffee and sat down across from Levon. They sat at the infamous table that he and Jaime had shared that night.
“I’ve had the chance of talking with your mom a lot,” Jim said. “She talks a lot about you. I hope you don’t mind…” Jim looked down at his coffee, “but she told me about you being gay.”
Levon was at a loss for words. He wasn’t mad about his mom telling him, but he was surprised at how casual Jim seemed about it. Maybe he wasn’t used to a male figure such as Jim in his life that appeared accepting of him. Not since his dad…
“She… did?” Levon said quietly.
“Yeah, and believe me, I’m ok with it. I’m open to all people… of all lifestyles. And I know how hard it could be, trying to fit in and whatnot.”
“Yeah… it can be.”
Jim placed a hand on Levon’s. Levon looked from Jim’s hand, up to a kind smile on his face. “If you need anything,” Jim said, “you can come to me.”
Before Levon could respond, Jim got up and left the room. Levon looked back down at his hand and sighed.
Jaime stood just outside of the breakroom, eavesdropping on Jim and Levon’s conversation. As he heard Jim get out of his chair, he moved back down the hall so he wouldn’t be seen. When Jim left the room, Jaime took his chance.
“Jim!” Jaime called, catching up to his boss as he walked to his office.
“What’s up, Jaime?”
“Oh, not much. I was just wondering what you had planned after work.”
“Um, not sure. Why do you ask?”
“Well, I was planning on inviting some guys from work to go get some drinks.”
“Aren’t you a little young to be drinking?”
“I’m 18 sir, I’m legal in this state. In fact, 17 is legal age for sexual consent, you know.”
“Um… right?”
Jaime laughed. “I’m just spitting out facts. I’m kind of a bookworm.”
“I see. Who all’s going?”
“Oh, just a couple of guys from sales. Levon might go.”
“We’ll have to see, Jaime. Sure sounds fun though.”
“Ok, you let me know. I’ll email you the address of this really hip bar I know.”
“Sounds good, Jaime. I’ll think about it.”
After work, Jaime sat alone at the bar, drinking a fruity beverage and eyeing the front door. It was a pretty happening place, with music loud enough to enjoy but not so loud that you had to yell over. The prices were fare, too. He’d been there for half an hour.
Jim Scott walked through the entrance. Jaime called to him from his stool and Jim walked over to him.
“Glad you could make it, boss!”
“Hey Jaime,” Jim said as looked around. “Where is everybody?”
“I guess everyone else had other plans. Levon should be coming soon, though.”
“Ok…” Jim ordered a stiff drink and continued looking around. “Is this… a gay bar?”
“Whoops, you caught me.” Jaime laughed. “Does it bother you?”
“No, not at all. I’m open to it.”
“Open to it, you say?”
Jim chuckled, and Jaime thought he saw him blush. “No, not like that.”
“Ok, Jim. Whatever you say.”
“So, what do you want to talk about?”
“I’m open to anything,” Jaime teased, “What’s on your mind, boss?”
“Hey, I’m not your boss here,” Jim replied pleasantly.
“Good… good.”
“Are you sure you want to go?” Stacey Cole asked as she and Levon left the building.
“Yeah, I feel like taking a walk, maybe getting a drink somewhere.”
“You? A drinker now? Sheesh, my boy’s all grown up!”
“I’ll take a cab home, mom.”
“Ok, go have some fun.”
Levon walked away from the parking lot and into the city, making his way into downtown. He really wanted to take a walk to clear his mind after such a long day.
He spent the next two hours wandering the city, smoking and pondering. He passed by several clubs and restaurants until he noticed a bar he had heard about from somewhere he couldn’t remember. The pink neon sign of “Dix Bar” glowed to Levon as he walked towards the homosexual watering hole.
Two hours and two drinks later, Jim Scott was a little tipsy.
“What’s it like?” Jim asked.
“What’s what like?” Jaime responded.
“Being gay…”
“Honesty, Jim… it’s fun. Being with another guy is great because it’s practically like doing yourself. You’re a guy, and he’s a guy, so you know what turns him on, what feels good… it’s easy.”
“Really? I guess that makes sense.”
Jaime’s attention went from his boss to the front door, as he saw Levon Cole enter.
“Levon?” Jaime said aloud, forgetting to hide his surprise. He had really not told Levon about his after-work plans.
“Levon!” Jim called as he followed Jaime’s surprised gaze. “Come! Drink with us!”
Levon saw Jaime first, which didn’t surprise him to see him in a place like Dix. But as he moved closer, he saw Jim sitting with him; a complete surprise.
“Jim?” Levon said as he sat down with them. “What are you doing here?”
“Jaime invited me.” Levon shot his coworker a suspicious glance, and it was returned with a slight grin.
“But I’m not gay,” Jim almost chuckled, “although I’ve been talking with our buddy here, and I’m honestly getting curious. He makes it sound pretty damn good.
Levon could smell gin on his boss’s breath. “You’re drunk, Jim.”
“A little…”
“Let him have a little fun, Levon,” Jaime said.
“All I’m saying is that I hope he doesn’t end up doing something he’ll regret…”
“Relax, Levon,” Jaime said, patting Jim on the back.
“Yeah, Levon, relax,” chimed Jim, taking another drink of gin.
Something seemed to have caught Jaime’s eye. “Hey,” he said, “I think I see someone I know. You mind if I go say hi?”
The two didn’t object and Jaime disappeared into the crowded bar.
“Good kid, good kid,” Jim said, his speech becoming slurred.
“He’s alright.” Levon muttered, and called the bartender over for a drink. He ordered a beer and looked back at Jim.
“I need to take a leak,” Jim almost stuttered.
“Go for it.”
Jim got up and left, leaving Levon alone at the bar. Levon took a sip of his beer and thought for a long while. Something didn’t sit right here, with Jaime brining Jim here, the way he acted so casually…
…Jim has been gone for a long while…
Levon looked at his watch. Jim had been in the bathroom for at least ten minutes. He was about to get up and look when Jim finally returned, taking the barstool next to Levon.
“What took you so long?” Levon asked.
“I did something in there, Levon.” Jim replied quietly.
“What did you…” Levon stopped mid-sentence when he caught a look at Jim’s face. On his chin, Levon could swear he saw a glob of what looked like cum. “What did you do?” Levon continued, concern growing in his voice.
“I gave someone a blowjob.”
“No…”
“I did… I was in the stall, and I looked down to see a hole between my stall and the next… now, I know what a ‘glory hole’ is… so I told whoever was next door that I’d do it… next thing I know… I’m sucking this dick… and I kinda liked it, you know?”
“God, Jim…” Levon didn’t know what else to say.
“I just did what Jaime had told me… to just do what I knew that other guy would like since I know what I’d like if a woman had done that to me…”
“Jaime…?” A feeling of anger came over Levon. He got up from his stool and walked over to the bathroom. He burst open the door and was not the least bit surprised to see Jaime emerging from the stall with the glory hole, zipping up his pants.
“Hey, Levon,” Jaime said. “Did you know this place had a glory hole?”
“Fuck…”
“Here? Right now? I kinda just busted a nut, but if you give me a few minutes I’m game.”
“No, no, no… you know what I mean…”
“I don’t, babe.”
“Jim just sucked your dick, damnit!”
“Was that him?” Jaime looked back at the hole with a sinister smile. “Not bad, boss…”
Levon grabbed Jaime by the collar and shoved him against the wall. “You planned this! You knew it was him in the other side of that hole…”
“Maybe I did… so what? I thought you didn’t have a crush on him.”
Levon loosened his grip. “No… I… don’t.”
“Even if you don’t, you should have him suck you off. He’s pretty good.”
“Fuck you.”
Levon let Jaime go and stormed out of the bathroom.
He found Jim where he had left him at the bar. “Let’s go,” Levon ordered. “I’m taking you home.”
“What’s wrong?” Jim asked innocently.
Levon tried to calm himself. “It’s late… we’ve got work in the morning.”
“Shit! You’re right. Let’s go… wait, where’s Jaime?”
“He left already.”
“Oh, ok.”
Levon helped Jim with his jacket and walked him outside. They hailed a cab and took it back to the parking lot at work. Jim gave Levon his keys and let him drive him home.
As Levon walked Jim to his front door, Jim leaned over and awkwardly hugged his employee.
“You know… I’m still kinda horny…”
As much as Levon truly wanted to take advantage of Jim’s horniness, he did not want to take advantage of his inebriation.
“You’re drunk, Jim. Go get some sleep.”
“How you getting home?”
“I’ll call a cab. Go sleep. I’ll see you in the morning, ok?”
“Ok… you’re a good guy, Levon. I think I’ll promote you.”
“That’s great, Jim.”
Jim fumbled with his keys and managed to open the door. Levon made sure that his boss made his way to his couch. Jim flopped onto his sofa and quickly fell asleep.
Levon called a cab, went home, masturbated, and drifted into a dreamless sleep.

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An early return from a business trip

Author’s Note: I hope you Enjoy the story. Feedback, and Comments, even Critisizam is much Appreciated. I will admit I am a Horrible Speller. This is a story I thought up, and it took me a few hours to put it down(about 6). Sorry, but being Single, and horney contributed to the story, but not getting any for years doesn’t help as I was hard almost the entire time I took to write the story.

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Becky’s Marine part 4

As you have probably noticed, this isn’t just sex. It’s the life that happens as well. Hang with me. More will be coming soon. I try and post 3 at a time. Thanks and enjoy

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Neat N’ Naked: Dakota

© 2015 Salacious Scribe and Kit Cartaii. All Rights Reserved.
Authors Notes
Neat N’ Naked is a Series of 26 unrelated stories I am working on. They all have the same basic premise, Someone hires a naked maid and orgasms ensue.
This part contains heterosexual intercourse, prostitution, virgin deflowering, fellatio, cunnilingus, and heterosexual sodomy. If you don’t enjoy this kind of smut, please choose another story.

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Stephanie Twist

I’ve written a several books, and I just thought I’d post a few sample chapters on here just to see what kind of response they get. Comments are welcome, but my computer is a dinosaur without spellcheck, so give me a bit of a break there. I hope you enjoy.

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The Power Lineman

It was a hot humid day in August. The rain had started sometime during the night and knocked out the power. I woke drenched in sweat, stumbling around the house searching for a flashlight. I hate living in the south in the summer and Georgia was extremely brutal this time of year especially without air conditioning. I made a call to Georgia Power and got the usual dead computer voice,… crew is in the area blah, blah, blah… your power should be restored by 8 PM!!

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“PUSSY KISSING”

Pussy Kissing
By Blueheatt
….. When Jerry became my step dad, I was already hot for him, even though I was young but of legal age in this state.
….This state has the lowest legal age of all…and I knew it…and so did he. I wanted to have sex with him right away. How could I do this with my mom married to him. I really didn’t care.
…..He was all the things my disappearing dad wasn’t. I loved to stare at him and feel my pussy get wet. I slowly developed plans to get what I wanted. Was it finally going to happen tonight?…..I was betting it would. I couldn’t wait as I had used every woman trick I had ever heard of on him to get him to have sex with me. I loved the game but now…I’d waited long enough. I wanted him and bad. ’Come on Jerry’ I said to myself…take me like I know you want to. Let’s start having the sex we both want…..
Jerry thought….
…..I thought back about all that had happened to get to this point. It was wonderful, risky, torturous, sexually exciting and I had wanted to fuck Missy for a very long time.
…..I married my wife for business reasons. She married me for a ’meal ticket’. We had a great sex life, until we got married. It went down hill from there. I found she was spending more and more time at her male cousin’s house. He was ’kind of sick’ and she was ’just helping him out‘. In the mean time her daughter Missy had some sort of big crush on me and was aggressive about it. In the evenings the wife would quickly fall asleep watching TV. and then go to bed. Missy would then come out in her long yellow night gown with a big blanket and sit by me. I would be in my robe. She would cover us both up and snuggle up to me close. Her hands soon began fondling me under the blanket. Rubbing my legs, chest and stomach. She was a petite girl for her age and had long brown hair, medium small tits, a cute hot figure and great legs. I ’kind of’ resisted her feeling me,… but…. I sure didn’t mind it. I knew better that to touch her, but her touching me?….no rules about that. Her next little trick was to sit on my lap while I was in my recliner…but…only when her mom was gone.
…. Always in that long night gown. She didn’t wear a bra and only tiny little blue panties. She would fold her legs back along side of mine and sit right on my dick. I wore my robe in the evening and mornings. I could feel her pussy open on top of my dick. She would lean back on me and put my arms around her, making sure one arm was resting touching the bottom of her little tits. She would sigh real big and then always had an ’itch’ between her legs. Up came her night gown a little, and she would reach under it and scratch? I couldn’t see but I could tell she was rubbing her clit. A slow finger movement that took a long time to ’scratch’? No way, she obviously was rubbing her pussy. One time she said: “Now don’t look.” I smiled and closed the one eye she could see. She smiled and raised up to see my other eye open. She raised her night gown up more and put one hand in her panties. That hand lifted her panties up for the other hand, with he other hand she was scratching ‘by’ her pussy. She took a long time scratching ’something’ and her breathing increased. She checked smiling to see of I was looking. I blinked to take a peek. She grinned and said: “Hey…your peeking Jerry.” I chuckled and she smiled big. All this time I was trying ..not…to get a hard on, but my dick insisted on getting full and a little stiff. Oh my she liked that. She adjusted her pussy on top of my dick.
Missy….
……I got this trick from my girlfriend, who was already having sex with her dad. He would say: “Here, let me scratch that for you and he would finger her pussy. His dick would come up and one time she slipped it in her pussy, when her mom wasn’t around. He fucked her right there the first time. After that they fucked all over the house. Jerry wouldn’t do that, so on to my next trick. “Carry me to my bedroom daddy.” I would say, and he would. I wouldn’t let go of his neck and drug him down on top of me giggling. It felt so good to have him on top of me, even if it was for a few seconds. I tried to hold him on top of me and feel his big dick on my pussy. It was huge and I think he was afraid what would happen. It took mine and his breath away when his dick pushed against my pussy. This was the best and closest so far and I kept it up each chance I got….
Jerry….
….Her little ’carry me’ trick was torture. My dick felt her warm pussy and went crazy. My one brain cell dick was trying to get out of my shorts and robe. ‘It’… wanted to get her pussy bad. Having her breathing in my ear, spreading her legs apart and hold tight to my neck, didn’t help. If you add up all her little sexy tricks I was getting weak trying not to fuck her….I was loosing the resistance battle.
Missy…..
…..Jerry needed to realize, mom was probably fucking her cousin. I’d seen them sneaking feels from a long time ago. Ok, let her fuck him, and let me have Jerry. It seemed to work out good for everyone in my mind. It was time for my next tricks on Jerry.
…..I got new skates and skate outfit to wear. Of course I came out and just had to show Jerry when mom was over ‘helping’ her cousin. I flipped up the little short skirt to show off how ….opps!…Oh my, it seems I forgot the panties. He sat there delighted. I ask him to put my shoe skates on me. I sat on the couch as he got on his knees on the floor in front of me. I put one leg on his shoulder while he messed with the first skate. His face was now a foot away from my naked slit staring him in the face. I smiled big pulled up the little short skirt and laid my knee over to let him see what he was missing out on. I kept moving my foot as he struggled to get the shoe skate on. I scooted myself closer to him, as if to help. I did all I could to keep him from getting that skate on.
Jerry…..
…..She was up to her sex tricks again and I couldn’t get that skate on this way. Her pussy was open and I could not only see it, but smell her pussy and her perfume. My dick was bent over hard in my jeans now.
…..I could only take so much of this.
…..I grabbed her above her hips and turned her on her back on the couch. I put her one leg up on the back of the couch, and got on my knees on the couch. I moved up with my big boner bulging and held her other beautiful warm leg in tight to my chest. Her eyes went wide like I was going to fuck her right now. I held the one leg and crammed the skate on her foot and laced it up. Her tits were rising up and down with her excited breathing. I held that leg up and bent down and……
kissed her pussy, with a quick firm lick on her clit.
…..She let out a moan of delight. I said: “There…there’s one skate.” I put that leg down. I did the other one. I kissed her pussy again with another quick firm lick on her clit, and said: “There….all finished!”
…..She tried to talk but just panted for air….
Missy…
…..When Jerry kissed my pussy, I got chills all over my body like I had never felt before. I wasn’t expecting that. It took my breath away and my pussy felt heavenly tingles. I wanted more of them and I was determined to get them.
Jerry….
….. I picked her up by her little waist and sat her up. She started to put her arms around my neck to pull me down on top of her. I stopped her and held hands with her. She, with all the drama she could muster started in thanking me and “Oh Jerry, thank you, I couldn’t have done it without you“…and on and on. I interrupted and said: “You can thank me later when moms gone.” Her face lit up as she quick held my face and kissed me with a quick dart from her tongue.
….I decided to have a little fun with her. Now It was me teasing, taunting and bumping feels on her! I started giving her looks like ‘I would love to fuck you girl‘. I would rub against her when no one was looking. I let my hand brush against her sweet little ass. I let my arm or elbow rub against her tits. She was loving this and returned the sneaking of feels. Her hand brushed against my cock, she backed up her little ass against me every chance she got.
Missy….
……Finally I felt I was getting close to having sex with Jerry. Now after those two pussy kisses he gave me, he was responding to me. I was so happy and horny now. I thought about those two pussy kisses as I masturbated about him that night.
….. I can still feel those kisses on my pussy…. if I close my eyes….., but now to take it further and further.
….Mom started staying away more and more now and claimed to helping her poor cousin. She now stayed overnight for days. She forgot one thing when she made a quick stop by…she smelled like aftershave and same smell I noticed when I gave my boyfriend a hand job…cum. Jerry didn’t seem to care as he and I did the house work and grocery shopping. It was time to advance my desire to have sex with him.
….I would wait until he was asleep and the sneak in his bedroom and slowly crawl in bed with him. I would slowly scoot close to him and snuggle up. Now I slept with him every night. Each night I snuggled closer to him. Sometimes he would get a big erection as I watched him tent his pajama bottoms. One night I got brave and as I saw his erection come up, I carefully rested my hand on it. It was warm and big. I started slowly stroking it.
Jerry…..
…..I slowly started waking up to a nice stroking on my cock. I soon realized who it was. I let her have her fun. Soon she reached inside my pajamas and took out my hard cock. No wife to speak of now, and her beautiful sexy daughter giving me a hand job. That was the tipping point.
…..I rolled towards her and slowly reached up her night gown. I felt her warm pussy. She gasp as I ran my finger up and down her slit. Now her hand trembled as she kept stroking me. I could tell her anticipation was at it’s peak. Are we going to have sex…or not?
….. I pulled her towards me and my cock went between her legs. She held onto my cock, pressing it against her pussy and was still able to stroke it some. Her eyes were closed as our lips met. She began quietly moaning as our tongues played. Up went her leg and she began to rub the head of my cock on her wet slit. I massaged her tits and squeezed them gently. I got on top of her while she held my cock, ready to guide it in. Her knees came up and out to her wide open pussy.
….I let it happen…
…..Up and down she guided the head of my cock across her wet pussy lips. She found the spot she wanted and I inched it back and forth slowly in. Her arms went around my neck as her hips responded to my strokes. She moaned in my ear steady. Her legs wrapped around mine and we reach our rocking together motion. She was tight, but soon all smoothed up and our motion speeded up. Her pussy kept contracting around my cock, pulling it in a little deeper each stroke. She started to shake and moan louder…then so loud my ear began to ring. She suddenly started fucking faster and stopped with a long moan as she pulled me deep in her pussy.
….. I shot like a cannon in her. Shot after shot as she moaned loud and her pussy squeezed my cock. She just kept fucking me deep as I shot more. We both tried to breathe deeply to get some air. I got dizzy and wrapped myself around her.
….I don’t remember much after that point. I kind of woke up with my cock still in her and it felt like she had a death grip on me. Her pussy was twitching on my still hard cock. I rolled us off on our sides. I held her sweet ass as we started part two….
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Missy….
……”Hi, is my mom there?…Hi Mom, would you please call before you come by from now on….

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My Cousin Sophie

Part 1
I had an upbringing that I would consider pretty normal. Normal friends, normal school. Everything as it should be apart from one thing. My cousin Sophie. For roughly a year we experimented a lot. She was 6 and I was 7. We had no idea what we where doing most the time, but we did it anyway. We never had sex or anything, but we felt and kissed each other a lot. My most vivid memory of it was when we where on my bunk bed and my mum was walking the dog with my sisters, leaving us in the house alone. She was wearing a red dress with a ribbon in her blonde hair. She laid me on the floor and lifted her dress up, showing she was wearing nothing underneath. She knelt just above my mouth and asked me to kiss her bum. I kissed it for a while and she told me she liked the feeling. That’s pretty much what I remember of that time. A bit afterwards she moved and we only saw each other a handful of times a year. Eventually we grew apart and didn’t communicate much or do anything how we did when together.
So anyway, to our weekend. Both 19 now, Sophie had grown very well. She now had dark blonde hair and sexy green eyes. I don’t really know girls breast sizes, but hers where quite big. Seeing her grow through the years, her boobs got big round about the age of 13. She had an athletic body, her whole family are pretty active with sport so that came naturally. The part about her I loved most was her ass, it was big but not too big. It looked perfectly round, thick and firm. So many times I closed my eyes and thought about being able to do what I wanted to it. And there isn’t a single thing I wouldn’t do for that ass.
It’d been roughly a year since we last saw each other and round about October I noticed I had a missed call and a message from Sophie. The message said that she was hoping she could come up and stay at mine for the weekend to visit my mum and some friends. I text her back saying of course she could and told my mum. My sisters had both moved out by now and my mum had a full time job, with me then being unemployed I didn’t have much to do through the day. I laid down and had a think about her. About her sexy green eyes. Suddenly I had a thought. Maybe I should say something, mention about what we use to do when we where young and see if she still remembered it. This was a stupid idea I kept thinking. But then I kept thinking about that thick round ass of hers. Eventually I thought I wouldn’t try anything too forward, but I’d drop a few hints here and there and hope something would come of it. Little did I know what was going to come at all this weekend.
Before I knew it Friday had come and I was on my way to the station to pick Sophie up. I arrived a little early and sat on a bench waiting. Eventually her train came and I perked up a bit waiting to see her. I made her out from the crowd with ease, she was wearing tight black uniform trousers and a black polo shirt with thin red horizontal stripes. She was also carrying the mother of all suitcases. I walked over to her and we had our usual friendly greeting. She told me she’d come straight from work, explaining her clothes. As we walked to the car I kept trying to get a sly look at her ass. After a long struggle I got her suitcase into the car and we where driving back. We shared the stuff we share every time we meet after a while. Talk about how everyone is from each side of the family and that. We spoke about what we where going to do tonight and she said we should have a few drinks and watch some films, an offer I definitely wasn’t going to turn down.
All through the day I kept staring at her ass. Somehow it looked sexier than I’d ever imagined. I forced myself to stop it since she almost caught me once. When we got back she asked if I’d put her suitcase in the spare room whilst she had a shower. She quickly popped in and I put her suitcase in her room for her. It was hard not to get a full on hard, all I could think about was her pussy and ass in her underwear she’d been wearing in all day. As I was sitting there, the bedroom door opened. She had a white towel wrapped around her whilst drying her hair with another towel. She asked me to leave for her to get changed and to sort her clothes out. I agreed and headed to the bathroom. When in I immediately thought, the wash basket. I opened it and sure enough, her clothes where in there. I pulled her black trousers out and her panties. They where small pink boy shorts with a little bow on the front. I help them to my nose and took a deep breath. Her smell got me hard straight away. I kept taking breaths, each one getting deeper and deeper before finally I had to. I got my hard member out and started tugging. About 30 seconds later and I came. All through it keeping the panties firmly pressed against my nose. I put them back in how I found them and quickly cleaned up then waited for Sophie to finish.
After dinner with my mum we all sat in the living room and watched a film. After the first film my mum went upstairs to bed due to an early morning start. At this point we got some drinks and put another film on. Sophie asked for some covers and I got some, before I got the chance to get myself some she said to share with her. We got in them and put another film on. All I could think was the smell of her pussy and her panties. Before I knew it I was fully hard again. When the film ended Sophie had fallen asleep, I on the other hand was wide awake with a massive hard on. I tried to move with out waking her, as I did she turned around onto her back. I checked her face and she was still sound asleep. I slowly moved back the covers to see her legs spread in her black tights. Everything was telling me to go upstairs and sleep, but I couldn’t leave. Very slowly I got lower and lower. My nose was about two inches away from her sexy soft pussy. I took the final leap and buried my face gently into her hot mound in her tights. The sensation I got in my manhood was sensational. I gently kissed and licked, all the while being scared to death of her waking up. She let out a sleepy moan, which turned me on more than scaring me. I stroked one out quickly into my boxers. After I quickly pulled the covers back over her and headed upstairs to bed. It was about an hour before I got to sleep. I couldn’t believe what I just did. She smelt perfect. I never wanted her so bad, and tonight I almost had her. Right then I made a promise to myself. Before the weekend ends, I was going to fuck Sophie.

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Allison 3

Things heat up between the two, far more than Jake ever imagined they ever would!!

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Not exactly Cinderella

Something happened at the Ball. But unlike Cinderella it wasn’t a slipper they were looking for next morning. It was a cock.Something happened at the Ball. But it wasn’t a slipper they were looking for next morning. It was a cock.

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Best Sister in the World!!! Part 2

Sorry for the unrealistic parts of the first part. As I said, it’s my first attempt at writing so thank you for indulging me! My next stories will be more reality based! So with that out of the way and without further ado, part two of Best Sister in the World 🙂

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Son Helps His Mother Cope

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

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