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Fun with Mary, part 2

After I got over my shock of sweet innocent little Mary being such a wild slut, I could barely wait to see her again. Later that week I needed to go on a day trip to a school about 2 hours away to do some work, and the next time she called and we talked, she volunteered to go along and “help”.
I picked her up that morning at her parents house, where she was dropping her kids off to be watched. She was wearing some jeans and a kinda snug shirt with no bra, and I was hard by the time we were back in the van. She immediately gave me a nice kiss and felt my cock as we drove along, and I returned the favor, lightly pinching her nipples.
Being broke and with any money they had going for the kids, Mary had very little in the way of clothes. What she did have was all either used or bargain stuff that was bought for price and not style or fit. We had discussed this before, so when I offered to take her to a mall to buy a few new things, she lit right up and said yes. She ended up getting a really hot pair of ultra low cut jeans (size double zero), a pair of very sexy platform sandals, and a couple of shirts from a children’s department of one of the stores…. she was THAT small.
We get back out to the parking lot, and she promptly starts taking off her clothes in the van, to change! Unlike the time before she didn’t have on cotton panties, but a black stringlike g-string that you could see right through the front. I just about died, both from horniness and the fact that people walking by the car were staring in disbelief at her total disregard for any modesty. She finished changing once we were out on the highway, and my God she was hot. It was like a total and instant transformation. She still looked way young, but instead of looking like a prudish 15 year old she looekd like a hot slutty 15 year old. The g-string was visible above the top of her jeans, and the shirt was so thin and tight that she might as well not have had it on.
My cock was aching from being so hard for so long, so i unzipped and she moved over between the seats, smiling and stroking me lightly. I reached down and began rubbing one of her nipples between my fingers, and sensitive as before, she came after a short while, moaning loudly and jerking about. As that distracted her from the attention to my cock, I didn’t cum, which was fine. I was enjoying getting hornier and hornier.
We stopped for lunch at a McDonalds and went in. Talk about getting looks. With a 17 inch difference in height (well, 14 with the shoes), with me looking every bit of my age and her looking younger than her actual 20, with her dressed like a total slut and snuggling up to me, holding my hand, and kissing me on the arm while we waited for the food, people’s mouths gaped open. The guys looked jealous. The women looked at her with hatred and disgust.
Arriving at the school, I went to the office to find out where I needed to go to do my work. This was a middle school, for kids age 11-14, and when Mary walked in with me, they looked at her and said that she couldn’t go to class dressed like that. She was all over me while I told the secretary that she was an adult and there to help me. While we were there and she went to the restroom, another teacher intercepted her in the hall and told her she’d have to report to the principal’s office because of her innapropriate dress. I felt so damn pervy it was wonderful.
I finished and we got back in the van to head back. Out on the highway, she proceeded to strip down, completely nude, putting her feet up on the dashboard, leaning back, and masturbating herself as we rode along. Anyone in a van or SUV as tall as our van could see her plainly, not to mention the truckers, who blew their horns as we’d pass. Just like the previous Sunday, she screamed and thrashed around, and when i leaned over and began fingering her (DAMN she was wet), she began jerking so violently that I actually thought for a moment that she was having some sort of seizure. She begged me to fuck her, so I pulled off at the next rest area, and we headed for the back.
It was acargo van, but even if you’d have to look inside of the read windows to see us, NO ONE could walk by without hearing her. I licked her, enjoying the fresh taste of young pussy, and she leaned over and sucked me. I could have gone on like this for some time as I enjoy forplay, but Mary was all about being fucked, and she demanded it right then. I put her on all fours, and prepared to mount her doggy. She insisted that I enter her as hard and fast as I possibly could, so i got as low as I possibly could because of our difference in size, lined up, and slammed my cock into her as brutally as I could. Unfortunately, I missed.
She was so small and timy, and the distance between her pussy and asshole was so small, that I accidentally had shoved the entire length of my cock, lubricated only by the short blow job she’d given me, to the hilt up her ass. She immediately fell forward and passed out. Talk about scared… I went soft right away as she laid there on her face, blood trickling down out the bottom of her ass crack. I’m not that long, but i’m pretty thick, and I’d split her ass open when I went in. I tried to wake her up and she came to slowly, as if in a daze, asking what had happened. When I told her, she groggily asked why I had stopped, asking me to keep going. When I expressed my concern that I had hurt her, and told her that her ass was bleeding, she didn’t seem to care. Reaching down and finding my cock soft, she pushed me back and went down on me.
This was the only time in my life that any woman has ever done ass to mouth on me, and while it was kind of disturbing and spooky, I got hard again anyway. Once I was, she got on her back, raised her legs, exposing her bloody asshole to be, and demanded that I fuck her in the ass as hard as I could. This bothered me, and I told her, as I didn’t want to hurt her. That’s when she told me that she liked pain, and that the more it hurt, the better she’d like it. She also told me that if she passed out again, I was to keep fucking her hard. I got up, put the head of my cock against her ass, and sank it in hard and deep again. her eyes rolled up, she may have passed out again, but I pounded her as hard as I could. She screamed as if she was about to die, but when I started to slow down, she screamed even louder for me not to stop. I was so horny though, that I didn’t last long, and pulled out, shooting all over her belly.
Once my cock was empty, I leaned down and licked each glob of sperm off of her belly, then kissing her and transferring them to her mouth, one at a time. She loved it!
Soon afterward while we were finishing dressing, a bang came on the door, and a highway patrolman was there, hand on his gun, asking what was going on. People HAD heard Mary scream, and from the sound of it had called the police thinking some sort of violent act was taking place. He checked us out, didn’t believe she was 20, checked her driver’s license and called that info in, and finally told us to find a better place to do it instead of a rest area.
Back in the front seat and back on the road, I saw Mary twisting her butt and pushing it down into the seat. When I asked her why, she said it still hurt really badly when she did that, and she liked it. As we got closer back to home, she changed back into her more conservative clothes, and I dropped her off back at her parents.
The 2nd time hadn’t been quite as hot as the first… in many ways it was sort of disturbing, with the anal/thing and her insistance on being in pain, but it was still wild and good. I was looking forward to our third time, that was for sure, and with Mary, there were more surprises to come.

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My apology story…

Well, this is odd, don’t know how to articulate it… it’s my story. I wrote it as an apology to folks on
Craigslist. It’s all true.
When I was an early teen, I was molested by some of my older relatives. Kind of. More like talked into
experimenting; not like groped or anything. I did everything I did with them on my own, after a bunch of cajoling. A couple of my male cousins each about 2 years older than me would show me some good ole straight porn. I had never seen a curved cock (mine is straight as an arrow) that stood up and not out, so I commented on it; like, “what’s the matter with his cock?” I thought cocks stuck straight out when hard, like mine. All of us looked at porn; I didn’t give it any thought as to where it might lead. I had found out how to jerk off from another cousin who was actually younger than me; and had been experiencing dry orgasms (“shooting blanks”) for a while.
A few weeks after I’d commented on the one picture, one of them (let’s call him Will, not his real name) and I were alone at his other grandmother’s house. His parents and everyone else were out front; we had wandered around to the backyard where the barn and pasture gates were. I was in the backyard looking around at nothing in particular (since I’d never been to these folks’ house) and I heard him say, “hey, look at this…”; I turned around and he was standing on the back porch, my head about waist high on him, and he had his shorts down showing me a fucking niiice erection. His cock almost hit his navel. I guess my jaw hit the ground, and he did the little fist motion to indicate he’d been jacking it. Now jacking it would get you made fun of at our school; to see him admitting to doing so was, well, odd. You just don’t admit to jacking it.
His cock was freaking huge, too. Seriously, like probably 8″ erect, as big around as the knob on a baseball bat at the base, and uncircumcised. Mine is circumcised; I had never seen that penile feature in person either. I gawked at it a little bit, and he said “remember that magazine?”, and grinned, and slipped his pants up. He went on a few days later to tell me how he’d started to ejaculate recently. A few days later, I was at his house, and he said, “Hey, you wanna see some cum?” Remember, I was about 12 and not able to do so. So I watched him jerk off for the first time. Nothing spectacular then, but I look back on it and… man… to reach over and grab it, to feel it, watch it drip. I was right next to another man shooting a load!!!
He talked me into jerking off with him, at his house, behind the barn. I was embarassed, of course, because my cock was a lot smaller – maybe 4″ – and just, well, “plain”. No giant head, no sexy curve upward, no foreskin, it wouldn’t even make any cum. He was always horny – I never saw his cock flaccid. He’d pull his pants down and have a massive hardon. We did for several weeks. I’d get off the school bus with him, we’d head to the barn… One day, he suggested that we jack each other off. “Nothing like doing a favor for a friend….” he said. So I tried it.
That was OK then. Now, years later, I’d love to feel that feeling – his girth, his thin skin, that curve, he had
this big vein on the underside of it… watching his foreskin snap back and forth off his head as I stroked it. His cock just felt better than mine. I was a little heavyset, he was thin as a rail…. I guess mine has an insulating layer of fat under it or something. His felt like thin skin and hardness. I ‘d love the feeling of it again, and feeling him stroke me. Mostly as we did it, though, it was me stroking him… he was always good at quitting before me and getting out of the way.
You know when you’re in middle and high school, that there’s tons of rumors on how to get a big cock. Vitamins, tying strings to it with weights, yadda yadda. Well, he told me, “the real way to get a big dick, is to suck somebody else’s dick.” That’s how I was talked into it. He promised to tell no one, it’s our little secret, etc. First he had me suck on his balls a time or two. Man, them fucking nice balls…. And soon I got talked into sucking his cock. At the time it was demeaning, a little, but he took it well, and enjoyed it, and was cool about it. I never sucked him more than a couple of minutes; never to completion, never even any real “head” – you know, with a fist on his cock, licking, slurping, kissing it, etc. Just a little bit of my mouth over on it, probably 3 or 4 inches of it (what I could fit in my mouth), and just sucking on it. Once he asked me to wrap my tongue around it and blow – a “real blow-job”. Man, to be able to do that now… have that hot meat available… I’d really show him how it’s done. I guess you don’t miss what you have till it’s gone. He’d just stand there with his hands to his side, that giant cock bouncing a little in anticipation, his balls sagging, and I’d go to it. I never thought to roll his foreskin back, to lick his head, to run my tongue along its length… dang, what I wouldn’t do now…
He did ask me once to not stop. “A drop or two of cum won’t hurt you”. Well, I never sucked him all the way off, he’d / we’d always JO to completion, me shooting blanks, him making a nice load. He liked to cover his cock head and let it ooze out; never the big long pornstar shots. Always 2 or 3 good long slow shots, held back by his foreskin and fingers.
We moved on to him talking me into anal. I got no benefit from that; (remember, I was gonna get a big dick for sucking his!); as soon as it felt like it was partially in it’d be uncomfortable and I’d have him pull out. I didn’t think it was “working”. I guess I though it’d feel like it felt as he entered, all the way up. Then he told me once, after the 3rd or 4th time we tried it – “the other day, I had mine all the way in…”. I have an erection now from thinking about that cock being all the way inside me. What it would have been like if he’d fucked me. We tried a few different kinds of positions, like he’d seen in his dad’s fuck movies. Like I said, experimenting. Mostly I’d just bend over and he’d fuck me standing up; once we tried doggy style. Now I wish I’d let him fuck me missionary style. I could have let him fuck me, then jack his load onto my stomach, then lifted it onto my fingers and eaten it. Or just let him shoot that hot cum inside me. Damn.
Soon, though, I found out our secret was out. He’d been a suck / JO partner with the neighbor (let’s call him Richard) who was a year younger than me; and a JO partner with another cousin (let’s call him Dell) that was his age; also about 2 years older than me.
One night Richard, Will, and I camped out. Will’s parents were gone, so we watched some fuck movie at his house while it was still daylight. Will suggested we have a “hard-on contest”, of course, I was embarassed because I didn’t know Richard knew. They jumped up and pulled their pants down. My neighbor Richard’s cock was a little bigger than mine, circumcised too, nothing spectacular. Not like my cousin Will’s. Needless to say, he won. We went on back in the woods, and I found out how far along the other two were in their relationship. Richard liked to suck cock; I guess he was vying for the biggest cock in the state. We all jerked off, and later on Will talked us into some 3 way stuff; 3-way JO, then I sucked Will, Will sucked Richard, and Richard was supposed to suck me; all at the same time. Richard only liked sucking big cock, it turns out. Richard suggested we all fuck each other; however Will and I didn’t admit to that; and we didn’t. Boy, howdy, now… I’d ride Will’s monster cock and suck the other one. Make Richard suck me with that big cock of Will’s all the way inside me. Damn.
Dell broke the ice by asking me one night if I had any pubes yet; he pulled down his pants and said “well I have a few just to make things feel good”. (whatever THAT means). His was the first flaccid adult cock I’d seen, and I was in awe too. His was probably about 6″, cut, and, well, full; kind of hung out and straight down over his sack. I know this sounds like Usenet JO material, but I’m serious. It’s all true. He asked me did I JO, then he said he knew that I did (duh), and that him and Will had just had a session in our shed out back. I agreed to go with him, so we went out there. We got started, and his cock was like mine – hard and level. He said it measured 7″ hard, and his balls were 2″ each.
I remember watching him stroke it, and it jerk back and forth, the head in front of his fist. It looked different
than Will’s, he stroked it a lot different. Not a good consistent stroke, he was wanking the crap out of it. All
over the place, every different direction, his head escaping as he started back down on each stroke, kind of saying “whew”.
He then asked me did I give head. “uh, well, uh…” I knew he knew, and I said, “aw man, I’ve given Will enough for 10 people”. So, he said that he was behind; I tried to weasel out but he persisted. “5 sucks is enough for one person, so you owe me 50”. Whatever. He went on and told about camping with Will and Richard; how the neighbor (in his quest for massive cockness) sucked them both time and time again that night. How he jacked his cock till it was red, trying to shoot off like those two. (He and I are both too young, remember?) Hate I missed that trip, . Then I knelt and got ready.
Ever been mouth fucked? That’s what I got. As soon as he hit my lips, he went to thrusting and grunting. I didn’t have time to suck him. Not like Will, who stood stock still, with his nice upright navel-hitting veiny cock I could hold in my mouth and taste and smell and feel. Dell took my blowjob like he jacked off – fast and rough. I really didn’t like it at the time, but there again, as my feelings have changed, boy….. I’d love to grab him by the balls, shove him against the wall, and deep throat that monster. Put him in his place. He shot a nice load (JO of course, I never sucked him to completion either), especially for just having had a session with Will an hour or so earlier. I mean, a really nice load. I had a wet dream about him a few months later, doing the same thing, and he hit me in the face with the first and second spurt, and I swallowed the third through EIGHTH spurts. Damn. I wish I could go back, I’d suck them both, swallow them both, time and time again, all fucking night. Just like the camping trip I missed. I’d love for Dell to fuck me, it’d be awesome. He could fill me up with hot thick cum and enjoy every thrust of it. I never even knew Will was enjoying anything, he was more content to let his eyes roll back and hold his breath.
Well that night was about the last time with either of them. I decided then that I wasn’t really going to get a big cock, and that I was merely an experimentation method for both of them. I was kind of pissed at Will for telling Dell about us; the next time we had a chance he wanted to try anal while using a condom. That pretty much cemented the fact that I was just an experimentation tool; and I told him that I didn’t want to do nothing with him any more. Dell moved away, Will got a job and a drivers license, we grew apart. I discovered pussy too, which I really like. We all got wives now, and normal “straight” lives.
So here’s the apology: Due to my past, I get horny for cock from time to time. I wish I could suck both of them, hell, even the neighbor kid. Together, separate, whatever – just unzip the pants, drop the whiteys, watch them fatten up again, and go to it. Get fucked by them both. They were the first sex I’d had. So, I post here, get a couple replies, and think back on the old times… how I’m going to DT somebody, get some cum on me… do it right. Smell that “cock” smell, feel that thin skin over hot flesh, watch a firm cock bounce a little when I let go of it. Then I freaking explode a nut and delete the ad. Maybe someday I’ll get brave enough to follow through. Till then, I’ll be the anonymous CL poster you never get to meet.

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Riddle Chick

Riddle Chick, that was the title given to a girl at a certain college who was not quite attractive but would have her pick of horny guys. This college is male dominated with guys outnumbering girls five to one. My wife may have earned this title as she would get angry and defensive if I mentioned it. Here is a story of one particular goings on at the campus dorm circa 1995. Enjoy!
She was so young, well nineteen to be exact and a little naive and shy. This would be a new experience for her being away from home so long and far away. She had guy friends and girlfriends who had boyfriends. A few of her guy friends had been away from their girlfriends for a long time and were horny as ever. She was repeatedly teased for not finding a guy especially here were she could have her pick. Sure a few have tried to get into her pants but they only got as far as the nipple or a finger on the clit. One guy got her fully naked and attempted to penetrate her but her being a virgin and him being quite large didn’t help. So the occasional mouthing would keep her study buddies at bay.
My wife was penetrated a month before I met her in the summer of ’94. I was hurt to find this out as I saw her as so innocent. I had no idea the mouth I was kissing had a throbbing cock inside it a few weeks prior. She never admitted to swallowing but said that was the first thing the guy that did her asked. After marriage I would learn more of her past adventures with guys and one with her girlfriend and boyfriend. Actually, my wife’s then girlfriend’s boyfriend broke up with her to go after my wife after they had a MFF. She was no virgin then and word got around fast which led to the MMF adventure. The story I am about to tell was never written or told to anyone.
My wife told me of her first time and how humiliated she felt after being done and having to walk out of this guy’s room past all his friends without her panties and bleeding down her legs. She had her pants and shirt on but could barely walk let alone drive back to her dorm with a stick shift. She bled for days and could barely sit after that ordeal for a week. I could see the tearing scar at the base of her opening when I first explored her. The prize was taken and nothing was spared not even her anus. This story happened after I met her that summer and she had to go back to school. The story will resume. This is from our private lives and exact as possible as my wife told it to me. Stay tuned. This will take some courage.
My wife’s account of what happened: Well, I was on the couch sitting in the middle when he put his hand on my thigh. I tried to push it away but he was persistent. I felt awkward with Kat looking on while she made us something to eat in the kitchen. She could see us and we were all a little tipsy. Kat came back with our food and sat on the other side of me. There was only one couch and a coffee table. We ate and watched a movie. Kat’s boyfriend reached over me to grab Kat’s hand and held it in my lap. Then he leaned over me to kiss her. I offered to leave but they insisted I stay. They must of known what happened to me the week before and I felt embarrassed and wanted to leave but just then Kat lay her head on my shoulder and then put her hand on my thigh. She must have felt sorry for me I mean about my bad experience. I wanted to leave but felt trapped. Kat and her boyfriend Adam both had their hands on my thighs and started to pet me. It was kinda awkward and I wanted to get up but couldn’t. They leaned across me and started kissing. It was then Kat pecked me on the cheek and I then offered to get up and leave and then Adam pecked my other cheek. They said they liked me and they each lay a hand an my tummy and patted me. Kat kissed my ear and asked if I liked it. It tickled.
Adam started to rub my thigh again and Kat went down to my feet to take my shoes off. I had shorts on and felt kinda funny with Kat’s boyfriend touching me in such a sensitive place. Kat removed my socks and started to rub my feet. Kat kissed them and I tried to move away but Adam leaned on me and pushed me down. They lifted my shirt and kissed my tummy. I squirmed and they began tickling me all over until I couldn’t take it any more. I don’t remember losing my bra but my shirt came up and they each took turns at my breasts kissing them and flicking my nipples with their tongues. Adam got behind me and rubbed my bare breasts and Kat took my pants down. I could feel Adam grow though his pants at the sight and feel of me. She seemed concerned about me and wanted to see the damage from the previous week. I felt embarrassed and tightened up so she couldn’t look. There were some spots in my panties and I was still a little sore down there.
Kat looked up at me reassuringly and told me it would be all right as she rubbed my legs to relax me a bit. Adam cupped my breast and kissed my neck and ear. He took my earlobe in his mouth and played with it then his other hand worked down my side to my hip were he made tiny circles around. It felt good and didn’t tickle so much. Kat smiled up at me and offered me more to drink. I only had a little more and what I remember next was Kat slipping a finger under my panties. She chuckled at feeling my hair down there and moved my panties aside to show Adam. I smiled back embarrassingly. Kat said that was ok and wanted to make me feel better. Adam stood me up. My breasts hanged naturally in front of Kat. There was no use hiding them and she proceeded to pull my panties down. I let her this time. She pressed her face to my crotch and kissed me around my thighs and hair. It felt good and I let out a sigh. They led me to the bedroom and undressed themselves. Kat’s breasts were like mine maybe a little saggier and that’s when I shyly looked over at Adam standing in all his glory. He was sort of big and had a skinny frame. Kat was a little bigger than me around the middle. What came next was rather unexpected. Kat hugged me and kissed me deep on my mouth. Adam came up behind and I could feel him on my cheeks. He stayed behind me and Kat kept the deep kiss going. Adam pulled me onto the bed from behind and grabbed me under my knees and exposed my womanhood to Kat who then knelt down in front of me. I was quivering and nervous and a little wet. Kat felt up my inner thigh and parted my bush. I could smell my scent as I am a little strong but Kat took me in feeling each of her breaths against my reddened folds. You poor thing she said. He did a number on you huh? He did. Kat went to the bathroom and got a warm rag and lay it over my vagina. The warmth felt good and she dabbed me and cleaned around my opening. I was leaking a little and Kat put it on her finger and let Adam taste it. He smiled at me as it must have been pleasant. I never thought of tasting me but then I saw Kat lick her finger clean. She knelt down an went to work flicking her soft tongue around my outer lips and above my clitoris. I squirmed and let out a soft moan. Adam worked my breasts and was relentless pulling and lightly pinching my nipples. It was slow torture… more to come.

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The Beast Within Chapter 2

The second chapter of “The Beast Within”, a story about a young man bitten by a wolf who then transforms into a beast. He seeks out the nearest person to unleash his desires upon… His Mother. The second chapter takes place from the point of view of the mother.

My American Virgin

The mile markers counted down as we approached the California coast. I was dirty, hungry, and tired in no particular order. We had been driving for almost three days straight in a ten-year-old car that was barely still alive. I thought to myself that this might be the dumbest thing that I’d ever done in my life.
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It started a year ago. I had just finished my sophomore year at college and was home for the summer. After a pickup basketball game at the local park I headed home. As I got close to the house I saw an unfamiliar car parked in front. When I entered my house through the garage I heard voices talking and laughing in the living room.
My dad yelled, “Joe, come in and meet some old friends of ours from our high school days.”
I walked into the living room and saw my folks sitting on one couch and another couple sitting on the opposite couch. Everybody stood up when I entered and dad introduced me. “Joe, this is Frank and Ann Woodward from California. We grew up in the old neighborhood and went through high school together. They are on their way to West Point where their oldest son is graduating and just stopped to say hello.”
I shook their hands and said hello as my dad continued, “And this is their daughter Paula.”
She had been sitting in the corner and I hadn’t spotted her as I came in. She looked at me and gave a shy smile as I said, “Hi Paula.”
I checked her out quickly. She was about five-foot seven-inches tall with brown eyes and brown hair cut so it just reached her shoulders. Her blouse had the first two buttons open so I could see the beginning of a sun-tanned chest. Her breasts were full—pushing her blouse out attractively. Her body was trim, flat stomach and narrow hips. I was instantly attracted to her.
Everybody sat down again, but I realized that the only chair left in the room for me was far away from Paula. On an impulse I went over and sat on the floor next to her chair and leaned my back against the wall. I caught a faint scent of her perfume as I sat next to her.
Frank asked me a couple of questions about college and then the adults went back to talking about their high school years.
Paula hadn’t said anything but she looked at me so I said, “Hi again.”
She smiled and quietly said, “Hi to you too.”
I thought, “She’s as shy as I am, so I guess it’s up to me.”
I asked, “Would you like to take a walk while our folks catch up on things?”
She grinned and nodded yes. When there was a gap in the conversation, Paula asked, “Mom, can I go for a walk with Joe?”
Her dad answered, “Sure, but no longer than an hour—we have to get back on the road if we’re going to keep on schedule.”
We both stood up and went out the front door. I turned and we walked side by side in the direction of the park. Paula said, “Thanks for getting me out of there. I love my folks, but we’ve been in the car for three days now, and we have at least two more days to get to West Point. I need some exercise and all the folks want to do is talk about the old neighborhood.
“You’re going to be a junior in college. Do you like school?”
I answered, “Well some days are better than others. I have a swimming scholarship, which means a lot of time at practice, plus I have to work side jobs for some money, and then I have to study pretty hard to get good grades. When those things get overwhelming, it can be a downer.
“How about you? Are you going to college?”
Paula giggled, “I think I just got a compliment since I just graduated from high school last week. I’m not even eighteen until September twenty-ninth. But to answer you, I’ve decided to go to a junior college south of Los Angeles called Windy Hills, and see if college is the thing for me. I don’t want to waste my parent’s money if I don’t like school, so this is a way to find out. I’ll live with my grandmother who has a house in the same town as the junior college.”
I teased, “I’ve heard every school in California is a party school, so that means yours is too?”
She hesitated a second and then answered, “Well I’m not sure if Windy Hills is a party school, but I’m kind of shy so it probably doesn’t matter.”
Finding it easy to talk to her I replied, “Well then we might have a contest here on who is more shy—you or me.”
She giggled, “You’re not shy Joe. You started talking to me first. You got me out of the house for this walk, and you’re getting me to talk like we’re best friends.”
“Paula,” I answered, “if we were at a party or dance and I came up to you and tried to pick you up, it would be a disaster. I’m kind of a klutz that way. I’m really good at sports and I have a lot of male friends, but put me with a pretty girl and I run out of things to say in about five minutes.”
“Oh,” she laughed, “you can talk to me because I’m not pretty.”
I stammered, “No…no that’s not what….”
Paula interrupted with a light slap to my arm and a laugh, “I’m teasing silly.”
Still embarrassed I said, “You’re very pretty Paula. I think you’re easy to talk to because we just met, and in an hour you will be gone, so I don’t have to impress you or anything.”
Paula said, “Well we won’t decide who is the most shy then. You tell me about yourself and your college and I’ll tell you about myself.”
We walked around the park for about an hour and then headed home. We never stopped talking. I was disappointed when we finally got home. I thought, “Why couldn’t I meet someone like this in college?”
The adults were on the front porch waiting for us. Paula’s dad said, “There you are. Time to go. It’s your turn to ride in back.”
I said good-bye to her parents and then opened the car door for Paula. She slid into the back seat and without thinking I leaned in and whispered to her, “Be careful at West Point. I’ve heard those cadets have the quickest hands in the east.”
She blushed and giggled. Then she turned serious for a second and touched my arm as she said, “Thanks for being so nice Joe—you’re sweet.”
I should have kissed her then…I wanted to, but with both parents standing a few feet away I just couldn’t. “Have fun,” I said to her.
There might have been a trace of disappointment on her face as she said, “Bye.”
As their car pulled away, my mother turned to me and said, “That was really nice of you to take care of Paula. She looks like she is a sweet, young girl.”
I didn’t answer as I sadly thought of the phrase that described what just happened, “two ships passing in the night.”
I was wrong. Two weeks later I picked up the mail and found a small letter addressed to me. It was a thank you card from Paula.
She wrote, “West Point is a beautiful place and when the cadets marched and the band played, it was really impressive. However, the highlight of my trip was my walk with you. Good luck in junior year. Fondly, Paula. PS If you ever feel like writing to me, here is my grandmother’s address.”
The summer passed quickly and I soon headed back to college. I never answered Paula’s letter; nothing could ever come out of it I thought at the time.
It was a Friday near the end of September and I had decided to go to a fraternity party. I wasn’t a member of any fraternity, but for a couple of bucks they would let you in to help pay for the keg and band.
It had been a long week—my classes were harder than I expected, and my practice swim times were only fair so the coach had been riding me. I was hoping that I’d get lucky at the fraternity party. It wasn’t to be. The boyfriends aggressively protected their girlfriends, and there were no single girls. So I ended up drinking a couple of beers and got horny watching some couples make out during the slow songs. Depressed, I left the fraternity after a couple of hours.
I arrived back at the dorm and crashed for the night. The next morning I woke up still down and I was trying to decide which one of my classes needed the most work when I glanced at the calendar; it was September twenty-fourth. I paused for a second and then remembered what Paula had said; “I won’t be eighteen until September twenty-ninth.”
I thought, “Why not?”
I walked into town to a drug store and bought a funny birthday card. Back at the dorm I wrote, “I hope you have a great eighteenth birthday!”
That didn’t seem to be enough—I had not answered the card she sent me. So I sat down and started writing a letter to her; it was a happy letter. I searched for all the good things that happened since I got back to college and tried to describe them. I talked about my goofy professors and their idiosyncrasies and made jokes about their teaching techniques. When I finished the second page I realized that my depression was gone—searching to write Paula about the good things in college had helped me. I sealed the letter and birthday card and mailed it to her at her grandmother’s.
I thought, “I wonder if she’ll answer it?”
Three weeks later her letter arrived. It started, “Your birthday card and letter made my day; because of you my eighteenth birthday was a special one that I will always remember.”
The next two pages described her early days at Windy Hills Junior College. It was mostly a happy letter, but at one point she said, “I’m really lucky that Gran is letting me live with her; I think I would be lonely without her to talk to.”
About three weeks later I mailed my second letter to Paula, and so it started—every three weeks or so we would write to each other. My letters became more personal and longer as I gradually described how things were going for me—both the good and the bad, but I tried to make the letters happy.
She soon was more open with me. She wrote, “I just read my letter to you and blushed. If you were standing in front of me I just know I couldn’t tell you what I wrote in the letter. It’s so nice to have a real friend that I can talk to without being embarrassed. I wish I were three years older and closer to you.”
The letters continued through the winter and spring. College was going better for me—the grades came out fine, and I surprised everyone including myself by having a great swimming season. Through the months, however, I became more and more anxious to receive Paula’s next letter. Each letter she sent to me gave me an upper for the rest of the week.
I was in the student union one day in early spring and glanced at the note board. There were books for sale, tutors for hire and a multitude of other things and services available. My eye caught one card. It read: “Riders wanted at the end of the term going to Los Angeles. Forty dollars and share the gas expense.”
I called the number on the card and talked to the student; he was a junior and needed the money by offering rides. He told me that he would hold one spot open for a couple of weeks in case I was interested.
I argued with myself the entire next day whether my idea was dumb. Paula and I talked about everything but one subject—our love life. She never asked me if I had a girlfriend and I never asked her if she was dating. It was like the military, “don’t ask, don’t tell.”
Finally I wrote her and said, “I have a chance to catch a ride out to California at the end of the school year. I don’t want to mess up your schedule or anything, but would you have time to see me if I can get the ride?”
I wrote down the dates and went on to other subjects. I mailed the letter and waited anxiously for her answer. If she had a boyfriend, I hoped that I had given her enough excuses that she could tell me no without hurting our friendship.
Six days later she answered: “Joe, I really, really want you to try to visit me! I will still be in school, but I will make sure there will plenty of time for us to be together. Of course, if you have other people to visit out here, I won’t hog all your time. Please let me know…I’m so excited!”
Her answer was the ultimate upper. I called the guy with the car and booked him within an hour of getting Paula’s letter. I checked where her college was located, and found an inexpensive motel that was within miles of the school. I anxiously waited for the school year to end.
……………………………………..
The driver of the car interrupted my thoughts when he said, “Joe, we’re going to be at your motel in about twenty minutes.”
Twenty minutes later I checked into the motel and found my room near the back. The motel was old, but very clean. My room had a single queen-size bed, a table with one chair, small television, but a very large, clean bathroom. The ocean was four blocks away.
I nervously sat on the edge of the bed and thought, “Dummy, you spent three days driving out here, so call her.”
I picked up the phone and dialed her grandmother’s number. The phone was answered on the second ring. It was Paula. She hesitantly said, “Hello.”
“It’s me, Paula.”
She happily cried, “Joe, I was so hoping this was you. Where are you? When can I see you? Why don’t you…?”
I laughed and interrupted, “Paula, slow down. I’m at the motel. I’m tired, dirty, and starving and want to see you. If you give me thirty minutes to clean up and you know a good local restaurant, I’d like to take you to dinner if you’re free.”
She answered firmly, “Now don’t pull that ‘if you’re free’ stuff with me. I’m selfish; I want every second of your time that you’re here. I’ll pick you up at the motel in an hour. What room are you?”
I gave her the room number and took a twenty-minute shower and unpacked. The bed looked inviting, but I knew if I put my head on the pillow, I’d be asleep in two seconds.
Thirty minutes later I was anxious and stood outside the door. A minute later Paula drove up in an older, small car. She got out smiling and walked up to me. She was wearing a light blouse which highlighted her full breasts and her skirt was short enough that her slim, tanned legs were very attractive. I’d forgotten how beautiful she was.
“Hi Paula; it’s great to see you.”
She grinned and said, “We’ve been writing each other for a year trading our most personal thoughts with each other and all you’re going to do is say “Hi.”
“Kiss me Joe.”
“Paula, I just didn’t want you to think that I…”
“Kiss me Joe.”
I pulled her to me and we had our first kiss. Her lips were moist and soft; I could smell some fragrant perfume and I could feel her breasts pushing into me. I was immediately hard and don’t know if she felt me as we finished the kiss.
She giggled and said, “That’s the kind of ‘Hi’ that I like.”
She continued, “There’s a really nice little Italian restaurant only about a mile from here. Let’s go there so we can talk.”
The meal was wonderful; I don’t know about the food, but being with Paula made the meal wonderful. The table candle flickered and highlighted Paula’s happy face as she talked and laughed with me. Her eyes twinkled when she talked and her enthusiasm overwhelmed me. Several times as we caught our breath she would lean across the table and grab my arm and say, “I’m really glad you’re here Joe.”
We finished the meal and waited for the check when she said, “Joe! Did you just fall asleep on me?”
I grinned sheepishly and said, “I just closed my eyes for a second…honest.”
She looked at me in a serious way and said, “I’ve been stupid. You haven’t had any sleep in three days and I’m here talking away. I think it’s time you got some sleep.”
I unconvincingly protested. She was right; I was a zonked.
I paid the bill and we went back to her car. Moments later we were at the motel. Paula said, “I have a ten o’clock class tomorrow and then I’m free. I can pick you up at eleven-thirty and we can go to the zoo and have a picnic. How does that sound?”
I replied, “Sounds great. Eleven-thirty you will pick me up. Right?”
She grinned, “Go get some sleep…a lot of sleep. I have a lot of plans for the next few days.”
I reached for the door handle but she grabbed my arm and said, “Even if you’re asleep on your feet, you can’t leave me until I get a good night kiss.”
I grinned sheepishly and leaned over to kiss her. As we kissed her tongue pushed against my lips until I opened my mouth and then our tongues met. I tried to pull her closer to me, but she giggled and said, “Go get some sleep; we have plenty of time.”
As I opened the motel door she drove away.
I walked into the motel room, undressed quickly and got under the covers and passed out.
It must have been an hour or so when I heard a thumping sound. I tried to ignore it, but it kept pounding. I opened my eyes and realized that it was daylight. And the thumping sound was someone knocking on the door. I looked at the clock and it showed eleven-forty.
“Shit,” I thought, “It’s Paula.”
I pulled on my pants and opened the door. It was Paula.
I said, “I’m really sorry. I went to sleep and that’s all I remember.”
She tried to look serious, but then laughed and said, “Well at least you didn’t open up the door naked.”
She pointed at the bed. My shorts, shirt, socks and shoes were next to it.
I stammered, “Paula, I’m an idiot will….?”
She laughed, “Joe, calm down. Take a shower and I will be waiting out here for you.”
Ten minutes later I sat in her car and we drove to the zoo. A California zoo is something—five hundred acres with hundreds of exhibits. It would take a week to see everything. We had fun. When I wasn’t moving fast enough, Paula grabbed my hand and pulled me. Actually, even when we weren’t in a hurry, she held on to my hand. There was a picnic area in the zoo and we found an empty table and ate the lunch that Paula had made. Then we spent more time in the zoo.
Throughout the day I looked at Paula trying not to be obvious, but staring at her pretty face, wonderful breasts and cute behind that seemed to invite touching. I was a voyeur—almost a stalker—continuously staring at this woman who infatuated me. Several times she caught me looking. Each time I shrugged with an insincere guilty look on my face and she gave me a pretend look of annoyance.
It was early evening and we were walking to the zoo parking lot. Paula said, “I’m not really that hungry because of lunch. Maybe we can have a hotdog or hamburger and then I’d like to take you to a dance club for kids eighteen to twenty-one. There’s no liquor, but they usually have a good band.”
I replied sheepishly, “That’s sounds good to me, but I have to warn you, I can’t dance fast—I was always looking for a girl to teach me, but never found her.”
She squeezed my hand and said, “Well maybe I can teach you a little, and if not, we can just dance to the slow songs.”
After an hour at the dance club Paulo teased me and said, “How can you be a college varsity swimmer, and not be comfortable dancing fast?”
“I need practice Paula,” I replied.
She giggled, “A lot of practice.”
A slow song started and I looked at her. “My speed,” I said, as I pulled her to the dance floor.
When we got to the dance floor Paula put her arms around my neck, put her head on my shoulders, and pulled me into her. My arms went around her and clutched at her back as we swayed with the music. My face felt her hair and I smelled her fragrance and I got hard and tried to pull away, but she wouldn’t let me. I know she felt me, but it didn’t matter. Finally I whispered to her, “What a perfect day. Thank you.”
She pulled me closer; her breasts were pushed into me. Her pelvis rubbed my crotch. My hands slid down to the top of her ass and I pulled her even closer to me. I could hear a quiet sigh.
The song ended and we stepped back from each other. I was aroused, and I could see her face was flushed. I took her hand and we went back to our table.
Paula said, “Your motel is only four blocks from the ocean and there is an ocean walk there that goes for miles; it’s beautiful. Let’s walk for a while.”
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The New Neighbor

“Fuck, man. Carrying all this shit up these stairs is a bitch,” my friend, well, now roommate, Jack complains to me.
“It was your idea to get a place upstairs,” I quibble in response.
“Yeah, well I didn’t think about the stairs.”
My friend and I are a couple of kids entering their freshman year at Hillside College. I know, sounds pretty generic, right? But hey, it’s a good start in a new place for us.
“Johnny, go back down and grab the last few boxes.”
“Let’s just go get them together,” I say.
“Naw man.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m too busy testing out the new couch,” he says as he jumps onto our small, yet quite comfy two seater leather couch.
“Whatever,” I say breathlessly.
I head back down the three flights of stairs to my red, beat up, 1986 Honda Civic, where the last of our shit resides. As I struggle to hold the boxes and close the trunk, I hear a voice.
“Moving in?”
Now I’m no poet or romantic of any sort, but the one word I’d use to describe this voice would be angelic. And in case you were wondering, but it wasn’t a man’s voice I was hearing. Not to say a man can’t have the voice of an angel or anything.
I shut my trunk, which reveals to me the owner of the whimsical voice; a girl, with flowing red hair, wearing a similarly flowing white, sleeveless, low cut shirt with lace running along the side which allows the straps of her pink bra to be shown off. You can also see the tops of her bra peek out along with the generous amounts of cleavage that the low cut offers to the eyes. Her breasts are at least a high C cup, probably a D. She’s also wearing a worn pair of dark blue cut offs and her feet are bare which freely exhibits her ruby red painted toe nails.
I stand there stunned, looking quite stupid with my mouth agape as her emerald green eyes piercingly stare at me waiting for a response.
“Yeah, um, I’m gonna be a freshman over at Hillside,” I respond after an awkward silence.
“Really? Me too!”
“Oh that’s cool,” I say as I take a mental note.
She walks towards me and extends her hand as she says,
“I’m Crysten. With a C.”
“How rebellious,” I say and she laughs. “My name’s Johnny, with a J,” and I accept her handshake.
“When you’re done getting settled in you should come on down to my place, I’m right below you. Ya know, to get to know your neighbors and all.”
“Alrighty. Will do. I’ll be down in a bit,” I say.
“Until then, toodles,” she says and gives a little, girly wave.
She turns around to walk away and that gives me the first opportunity to check out her behind and wow, does her ass pop. Not only is it big, but it’s perfectly round and perfectly protruding from her. There’s no sag at all. There’s also a small, but quite noticeable tear near the bottom of the left cheek of her cut offs, which gives a peek to not only her luscious flesh, but a pair of pink panties which match her bra.
I walk back up to the new apartment, put down the boxes, spray a little body spray on myself and start to walk back out when my roommate interrupts by asking,
“Where are you going?”
“Our neighbor’s,” I answer.
“Our female neighbor?”
“Yeah, her name’s Crysten. With a C. How’d you know?”
“With a C? New age hipster crap. And I know because you sprayed yourself with that shitty smelling crap.” he says.
“Does it really smell like shit?”
“Naw. More like the inside of a horse’s ass.”
“Fuck you,” I say and walk out the door.
“Make sure she at least sucks your dick, bro!” I hear him yell as I rush down the stairs.
A couple seconds later I’m outside Crysten’s door collecting myself before I knock. Then just as my fist is in mid swing, the door opens and Crysten’s standing there.
“Sorry, I don’t mean to seem stalkerish, but I saw you through the window,” she says.
“Oh it’s no problem.”
“Please, come in,” she says and moves to the side.
I walk into her apartment and it’s quite bare. It’s a studio like ours, but it looks like she’s living by herself. White walls, small kitchen, bedroom in the back. The only furniture in the place seem to be a couch in front of a TV in the living room, an air mattress in the back, and a John Lennon poster hanging above it.
“Sorry the place is so naked. I just move in too,” she apologizes. “Have a seat on the couch and we can talk.”
“Alright,” I say and walk over and sit down. “When did you move in?”
“Oh, just a couple days ago. It was actually a real bitch because I’m under 18. I can’t even sign the lease until my birthday.”
“Oh really? How old are you?” I ask.
“Seventeen.”
“No way!” I exclaim.
“I know what you’re thinking, I’m no brainiac or anything-“
“No, I totally get it. I’m seventeen too,” I interrupt.
“Get out!”
I begin to get up and jokingly say, “Alright.”
“Hahaha,” she laughs as she pours herself a bowl of cereal. She then walks over and sits unnaturally close to me. “I like to pour a little chocolate sauce on top,” she says then seductively eats a spoonful of cereal. She almost seems to suck on the spoon a little. After a brief, certainly noticed moment of teasing, she removes the spoon from her mouth. There’s a trace of her shimmering red lipstick left on the spoon and a dabble of chocolate sauce in the corner of her mouth. “It adds just a little bit of sweetness.”
“You missed a spot,” I point out.
“Oh? Can you get it?”
“Um, sure.”
I reach out with my thumb and I firmly swipe away all of the chocolate from her lips. She puckers her lips and says,
“I feel like you may have missed a little. Maybe you need to use your tongue?” she suggests.
Me finally understanding what’s going on here answers with, “Of course I can do that.”
She puckers her glistening lips together and leans forward with her eyes closed. I take a second before I begin to embrace her lips. We passionately kiss, allowing our lips to explore each other. As we become one at the tongue, the bowl of cereal crashes to the floor, but neither of us notice. Our tongues participate in a dance of romance as I lean her back so I’m lying on top of her. The only time our mouths disconnect is so I can pull off her shirt and mine. She’s left in her hot pink bra and her red hair is strewn about as she stares up at me. She undoes the front clasp, revealing her massive tits to me. They look even bigger now than they did earlier. Her nipples are rosy and pink, and no bigger than a quarter. I can’t take my eyes off her fat globes of milky white flesh.
“They’re a 36 Double D. I hope that’s okay.”
“Babe, that’s perfect,” I respond before diving in with my face.
I motorboat her, allowing my tongue to explore the valley between her breasts. I leave them sticky with my saliva. I then move up to her nipples and fondle them with my tongue. I then gently bite down and suck as my hand massages her other breast. Crysten lets out small moans of pleasure and whispers things like, “Oh my God, yes. Don’t stoooop,” in that female breathy voice that men love so much. I switch breasts and being to suckle the other and as I do so, my hand snakes down into her shorts, and caresses her pussy. My fingers stroke through her thin landing strip before she parts her legs and allows me easier access to her womanhood. I pet her wetness before pushing two fingers inside her.
“Oh fuck,” she moans in response to the intrusion.
I continue to finger fuck her as I kiss down her body. I trail my lips down her tight, taught belly. Soon my eyes are at her crotch. I stare at it, trying to imagine the gift beneath. I use my fingers to scissor her folds open. She’s dripping wet. Her pussy is a deep flowing river. I start to unbutton her shorts, but she interrupts me by saying,
“No babe,” she stops me. “I’m too horny. I need you inside of me NOW.”
I oblige and sit up. She gets up, turns around and bends over, shoving her jean covered ass into my face. I give it a light smack and she looks back at me and playfully says,
“Ow,” then flashes me a seductive smile.
She continues to stare at me, but her face morphs into an expression much more sexy. Imagine the iconic finger at the lips face, minus the finger. She unpeels her shorts, which brings her panty clad ass out of hiding. Two big, round cheeks of flesh, barely covered by a pink thong. Before she can unpeel her ass like a candy bar, I reach out at tear her panties off, snapping them right where the elastic meets the fabric. I’m now staring into her pussy, her juices visible in the light. I can’t resist and bend forward to lick her.
“Ohhhhhhhh,” she moans. “Soon, love. First, I need your cock in me.”
Before I can even get my pants all the way down, Crysten sits down on me, facing away, and gets all of my cock inside of her in one fluid motion.
“FUCK!” she yells out. “That feels soooo gooood.”
She bounces herself up and down on my cock, her ass slapping into my pelvis. Her wetness slurping and her breaths fast and shallow. I reach around and play with her nipples and clit.
“Oh fuck, Johnny. That’s so good.”
She rides me harder and harder, moaning the entire time. I can sense that she’s beginning to get tired, so I push us over onto the ground. She’s not even in the doggy position, just lying on the floor in a heap getting fucked by my thick, eight inch cock. She whimpers and moans, not being able to do much as she’s getting fucked so hard. I then pull out and raise her onto all fours and bury my face into her mound. My tongue assaulting her hole. I use my tongue to fuck her and fuck her good. As I’m orally pleasing her, I roughly rub my hand on her love nub. She screams and hisses as her first orgasm comes to her, spraying my face with her juices. After I’m done drinking her fluids, I lift my head up and tell her to lay on her back. She does as I command and I crawl up her body. I’m now above her chest, my cock in between her breasts.
“Squeeze your tits together. Wrap my cock in them.”
She does so and I begin to fuck her tits, just as I was fucking her pussy. In and out. Another different and distinct slapping noise is made from me assaulting her tits with my dick. With each forward stroke, she sticks her tongue out and licks my head, which sends electric shocks up my spine.
“Fuck babe. I’m about to cum,” I warn her.
“Spray me with it. Coat my face and tits in it. Let me drink all of your spunk.”
And with that, I explode. Six, seven spurts of cum fly out of my dick and they land everywhere. Some on her face, some in her hair. I even got some on the carpet. As my orgasm subsides, I dribble the last few drops onto her tits. She scoops up what she can and licks her fingers clean.
“Yummy,” she claims as she rubs the rest of my cum into her skin like moisturizer.
I’m still hard, so I get into position above her and roughly force my girth back into her. She responds with a load, breathy moan as I start to fuck her missionary.
“Oh GOD, baby. Please don’t stop fucking me. You do it so well with that horse cock of yours.”
“I’m not gonna stop until you’re full of my seed,” I say.
Every time I thrust into her, her tits bounce. They go all over the place. She’s rolling her head and curling her toes in pleasure, unable to keep herself still. At this moment we are one, both physically and spiritually. Our lovemaking so full of passion, yet rough. I use one arm to hold me up as the other pulls her hair. This causes her to emit a scream of both pain and immense pleasure. I fall on top of her, biting and tenderly embracing her neck. I get my hands in between the shag carpet and her ass cheeks and I grip on. I grasp her round firmness as I shove in and out of her pussy. I maneuver one of my thumbs to her rosebud and gently push in. This causes her to go completely still and whisper over and over,
“Oh shit I’m cumming. Oh shit oh shit ohshit ohshit ohshitohshitoshshitOHSHITTTTT. I’M CUMMMMMMING!”
Her eyes go wide and she becomes as tense as a rock and as stiff as a board. While her body is still, her pussy is anything but. Her pussy contracts around my thick cock as I continue to fuck her through her orgasm, and this causes her to cum over and over. I can feel the puddle forming between us and over the carpet. She’s squirting everywhere at this point and I can’t take it anymore. I whisper into her ear,
“I’m about to cum babe. I’m going to cum inside of you.”
“YES DO IT. DO IT NOW. FILL ME WITH YOUR PRECIOUS CUM,” she screams as she cums.
Then all of the sudden with no warning at all, I erupt within her. My cock throbs in union with her contractions and I fill her up. I must have shot at least twelve or thirteen ropes of thick cum inside of her. After I finish, we both relax and I begin to soften. My cock eventually finds its way out of her with a popping noise.
We lay there in silence, each trying to catch our breath. We are covered in sweat and each other’s juices. We wear them as a badge of honor and proof of the intense fuck session we just shared with each other.
Finally she breaks the silence with, “I hope you don’t mind, but I bet that your roommate heard us.”
“After that round of fucking, I bet he did,” I say.
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Jennys hypnotic devotion to animal rites 1

Jenny’s hypnotic devotion to animal rites 1 (estimated 31 mins reading time)You lock the door, I’ll bar the gate. My dare’s to thee, Initiate! : Incantation – FanfictionI can see inside you, the sickness is rising.
Don’t try to deny what you feel : Lyric – DisturbedChapter 1.
There was an indeterminate period of time, during which, all manner of obscenity danced before Jennifer Parker dementedly, in roiling, seething darkness as she continued to regress. Different terrors. Different days. But always the constant chants, and the filthy bellowing of blasphemous encouragements from the ever present gatherings around her. And then, she’d achieved her altered state.
Jenny was only twelve years old again just now, naked in a fevered, fearful, loathing hell, in which she was writhing in almost excruciating lust. Unseen, yet knowing fiery fingers seemed to caressed her quivering little body. Teasing her little nipples maddeningly erect, insinuating themselves within the yearning crevasses of her immature sex organs and making her tingle maddeningly all over. So filthy, what they used to do to her – those wicked monstrous people – such an innocent young girl. How could they? How CAN they. No. I don’t want it.. I’m burning” Jenny squealed, “please.. nooooooooo!”
“Specto suscitatio,” her hypnotherapist commanded, without impatience. It was a magic, hypnotic key phrase Doctor Schwarzkopf had taught his patient, which helped her slip more quickly into an hypnotic state of recollection and tranquility.
“Jennifer, Jennifer!” his manly, baritone voice called the frightened little girl by her full name, and then, “Can you here me Jennifer?” It questioned amidst her inner turmoil. The familiar, friendly disembodied voice, acted like an indirect beam of cool, white light, sending the horrific phantasms arrayed against her, scurrying back into the dark recesses of her imagination once again.
The sound of her breath was audible around her now, her chest expanding and contracting with each breath. She could hear the air rushing between her lips as she inhaled. She felt tranquil now, as if at the bottom of a deep, silent ocean. It was the wonderfully safe place she’d been taught to hide within herself so many times, during her hypnotherapy sessions with the kindly Doctor Schwarzkopf. A lower place inside her very being, far from the residual pain of her unbearable childhood memories of satanic ritual abuse, and the horrible visions that made her fearful, sick and anxiously aroused, even in her current adult life. The little girl, Jenny, inside the now adult woman Jennifer whom had been undergoing regression therapy for weeks already, enjoyed the quiet, restful darkness of this place within herself. There was only her, and the lovely male voice she loved so much, and she knew she’d be safe in here with him.
“I’m going to count to three Jennifer” he told her just then, “And when I do, you’re going to leave your cave Jenny. I’m going to direct you through some of the events that brought you to your current situation in life Jennifer. Do you understand?
Jennifer nodded obediently.
“Your going to be watching everything like a movie. You can not get hurt in a movie Jennifer. You’re just going to watch the movie and tell me what you see. Do you understand?”
Jennifer nodded. A movie did sound good. Little twelve-year-old Jenny felt so happy and excited all of a sudden, she loved cartoons and Mickey Mouse and..
“Now. I’m going to count to three now Jenny,” Doctor Schwarzkopf interrupted her once again, “and when I do, you’re going to be back in the church. One…. Two…. Three!”
There was an indeterminate period of time, during which, all manner of obscenity danced before Jennifer Parker dementedly, in roiling, seething darkness. Different terrors. Different days. Her vivid reminiscences played out before her, like flicking through TV channels, as her hypnotist directed.
Her little childhood self, kneeling almost naked on the sacrificial altar during the diabolic masses held at the secluded ‘Church of Satan’ was an often recurring theme in her visions. The the oddly dressed crowd amassed around the trembling, barely pubescent girl, and how they’d taught her to love them touching her naughty little body.
She was a very pretty little girl. Skinny, but with enough meat on her bones to offer a semblance of sexual readiness. She had the usual kind of blonde coloring, only hers was a true blonde, with not so much as a hint of peroxide: bright blue eyes and pink cheeks, with high cheek bones accentuating a perfectly shaped nose and nostrils that had a tendency to flare with just the slightest provocation. Her little lemon-like tits seemed to sway tantalizingly below her, as she knelt on the altar with her pert and curvy buttocks rounding submissively before the excited adults gathering around her. Even when they stood quietly, simply witnessing, Jenny was always erotically affected by the highly charged communion of adult lust which ragged amongst the congregation all about her.
Mommy would even set her daughters long blonde hair in draping, sexy curls, and paint her pouty little-girl lips with glossy lipstick too. Then she’d be dressed in the most provocatively sexy lingerie imaginable. Cup-less braziers accentuated her small titties; crotch-less lacy panties made her gorgeous young ass appear seductively ripe and ready to be fucked, along with thrilly garter belts and suspender stockings sometimes, adding teasingly to the illusion that the tiny young girl was invitingly more adult.
Her parents always wanted Jenny to be as sexy and flirtatious as possible for her sexually sacrificial duties. They told her she must always give herself willingly to all. Jenny’s parents had explained, the other cult members would be even hornier to fuck her precious little body this way. They told her she was the most special little girl in the world, she was the living symbol of the sexual magnetism of The Beast.
Little Jenny hadn’t understood it all. But she’d grown to like attending the Satanic vespers over time, and how she felt about the sex she had during them as well.
During the rituals held in the old, converted church, the members of the demonic cult were encouraged to fuck her sexily presented little body any way they wanted. Often, they’d made her perform the most obscene adult sexual acts her little girl’s mind could never have imagined on its own. The cultists, including her parents, were always dressed indiscernibly alike; cloaked in purple, smock-like robes with mystic blazonry embroidered here and there. Each member of the unholy congregation wore a plain white mask over their hidden faces during the Satanic rites, appearing featureless, smooth and shining ghostly in the dimly lit surroundings of their macabre place of worship.
Only ‘Mr. Black’ really stood out in her visions. He was always dressed in black. However his mask was shiny gold, and he wore a special headpiece of ram’s horns on his head. He was the master of ceremonies for the black masses, a high priest for the unholy conjugation, and their sacrilegious rites.
Depending on their mood, the congregation would shout lewd encouragements, like “fuck that little bitch!” or “Fuck her in the name of Satan!” Or else they’d simply stand quietly witnessing, and enjoying the perverted good show they would receive.
Her scantily clad little body would be taken by a full-grown man, perhaps he’d roll over on her back and and spread her pliant unresisting, lovely little legs. Mommy had told her to smile and whisper encouragement at such times, especially if he seemed a little hesitant. Dutifully, she batted her pretty baby blue eyes seductively, as they glisten invitingly in the soft candle light, awestruck at the site of huge male glands poking out hungrily, as the men lifted up their heavy ceremonial robes. She’d lost count of the many ribbed, red and ready to fuck penises she’d been rodgered with, as horny cult members had called her filthy names, or grunted lustfully in her little ear as they grinded there aching, lust inflamed adult penises into her immature little fuck-hole.
A lot of men had liked to tell her she was a dirty little whore, or a filthy little slut, as they fucked her little ass or pussy, before a swooning, appreciating audience. But as mommy had explained, that was just some men’s way of enjoying her better, and in understanding that, Jenny had learned to enjoy their filthy talking during sex, over time.
Sometimes she’d feel a multitude of fingers from the excited crowd around her, tweaking her budding nipples obediently erect as an unknown male would move between her legs, Jennifer swooned with how it had felt to feel the huge spongy, rock-hard head of an adult’s manly cock, forcing its way between her begrudgingly tight little girl’s fuck-mouth. Her little body would be buffeted about like a rag doll at times, as her horny little cunt was stretched open and penetrated to the hilt by a cultist’s lust bloated cock. Usually the men were very hot for her youthful body and baldy little cunny, and they would quickly pump their spunk-loads into her clenching little cunt. But at other times, they would fuck her longer, cheered on by the whooping crowd. Many times, when a man would pull his cum streaked cock from her well fucked cunt, he’d rub his slimy, semi-erect prong, on her sweaty little face and make the little girl lick her intermingled fuck-juices from his dong.
However, women too would have their wicked way with the beautiful young girl during the big family’s sexual convocations.
Many times a horny adult woman would disrobe before the sexy little girl, stripping everything from her gorgeous feminine body except her mask. Some of the women had magnificent bodies, but daddy had always told her to pretend to like them even if she didn’t. For some of these women, it was their first lesbian experience. Jenny loved the precious look on their pretty faces when they’d taste her fishy little girl slit for the first time. They’d be so gentle with her at first, kissing her little titties, loving every knock and cranny of her erotic little female body, fingering her tingling little cunt with timid, first time fingers. It was so sweet, if not exactly innocent.
However, Jenny also liked the way some of the older women took her more expertly. Sometimes in pairs, one woman wisely drawing moaning pleasure from her hotly oozing little cunny, while another pleased herself by squat-humping her sopping adult pussy on Jenny’s little face. Jenny always did her best to lap up all of a woman’s sticky juices, just like daddy told her, at such times. But there had also been many times her little body had really been more roughly abused.
Sometimes she was sodomized before the chanting cultists, her tiny asshole buggered violently by some callous man or dildo wielding woman. Or whole groups would have her all at once, titillating her small child’s physique in every possible way, drawing fingernails across her taught young flesh, pinning her firmly to the altar while they dripped hot candle wax on her wildly tingling little nipples, perhaps fucking her sweet little cunt with all manner of imaginatively placed dildos, making her shudder into orgasm, again and again and again.
She recalled mother had her try on her most erotic adult apparel, taking care to choose the most ravishing, raunchy rigging they could find before she’d attend a ritual sex event.
The twelve-year-old preened herself in the full-length mirror, and made sure that she looked just the way she wanted in a bright red negligee ensemble, complete with a red lace choker around her pretty, graceful neck. A lacy red brazier cupped her smallish titties nicely, and a gossamer fine camisole fell alluringly around her pert young female frame, like a red hot see-through fog, displaying the flimsy crutch-less panties around her slightly swelling hips. She was sure the male cultists would pay rapt attention to her naughtily presented curves presented this way. You have curves no man can resist, she had been told more than once by her daddy she recalled.
But no! Mommy wasn’t happy with the outfit. So next they tried a breathtaking black corset and gown set, along with matching shiny black stilettos. The flashy leather bodice lifted little Jenny’s mounds to reveal as much of her creamy-white breasts, as mommy cared without seeming too obvious. After all, she wanted to tease the members of the big family into fucking her little daughter, not insult them. She touched the barest hint of lip stick to Jenny’s sexy, pouty mouth, and then stood back to admire the effect.
Jenny’s lushly contoured little body was clingingly exposed beneath a long black translucent floor length veil that started falling at her hips, revealing, beside the budding fullness of her lust inciting buttocks, her nicely rounded belly, the tiniest of waists, flawless white skin, and just the hint of straw colored hair, only just beginning to sprout at the center of her loins.
Jenny felt quite pleased with herself.
She stretched and fluffed out her wealth of thick, blonde hair, which had only been cut twice in her life: Her daddy was always crazy about her hair and, like many other men in the cult, liked to stroke his fingers through it as he fucked his little daughter with his gratefully gouging cock.
But on that last afternoon, mother had a stroke of pure inspiration.
Jennifer smiled softly to herself as she thought about how sexy she looked in front of her adoring mother just then. Taking both of her protuberant pink nipples between thumb and forefinger, Jenny toyed with them until they stiffened in self-defense, imparting pleasant sensations into her swollen breasts and a matching tingle deep down in the center of her belly.
Mother had outdone herself this time, her naughty little outfit was exquisite she decided. It was quite simply, the most erotic wedding negligee ensemble that any man could ever dream of.
Jenny’s little thorax and the full ripeness of her beast were completely naked now. Only a crotch-less white string thong adorned her girlish hips and bare-ass buttocks. However, her sex appeal was not in anyway diminished, to the contrary, the rest of her flimsy, bawdy, adult bridle trappings served to show off her lovely, sexy body all the more. Her pretty blond hair was upswept now; crowned spectacularly with a lace fringed shock of the purest white tulle veil and a sparkling, bright tiara graced her head. Long white silk gloves clasped to her dainty little elbows, and the long smooth columns of her legs were flattered by elaborate lace band stockings, snugly fitted round her sweeping thighs, and ending in a pair of sparkling silver stiletto heels at her feet.
“Specto suscitatio” a familiar baritone voice rang out in her ears, and Jennifer immediately relaxed. The bright and relatively happy memories of her mother and her pretty dresses faded into the tranquil floating blackness of the cave.
“Jenny! Jenny… can you hear me?” the voice of Doctor Schwarzkopf questioned after some moments. Jennifer nodded her head slowly, and the little girl inside her felt relieved and happy once again.
“Jenny, when I count to three you’ll wake up in the church again, but this time on that last night. Do you understand?”
“Um hum,” little Jenny answered.
“Very good. On the count of three. You will wake up in the church and tell me everything you remember. One.. Two.. Three.”
Thunderous applause broke out in shock and awe amongst the hundreds of Satanic cultists gathered for the black mass that evening, as the little blond haired girl, a forbidden erotic vision of bridal, honeymoon night lust, made a most theatrical entry to the unholy church of Satan.
Mr. Black himself, cloaked in black and wearing a bizarrely ornate gold mask with goat horns sprouting from its crown, lead the petite twelve year old, wearing her sexy white wedding night lingerie, as she rode down the aisle on the back of a big, jet-black Billy-goat.
The atmosphere in the church nave was already electrically charged with anticipation of what was planned for that fateful evening, but now the demonic parishioners swooned in fascination at the unholy bridal couple. The image of such a pretty young temptress, adorning one of the classic symbols of the Devil, as a powerfully built male goat, was almost to much for some. Even with her pretty makeup face hidden slightly beneath her veil, Jenny could hear their vile, fevered adult whispers and lustful mutterings as she passed by the cloaked and masked figures that made up the unholy congregation, flanking in the pew aisles to her sides.
Set just before the chancel, at the back end of the church, stood a large ceremonial altar with an upside-down cross standing on one end, Mr. Black lead Jenny and the goat to its edge, where she was helped to dismount and take her place upon the great stone table top, in preparation for the unholy sexual Eucharist to follow.
Jenny looked like a sexy little fallen angel now, kneeling upon the stony surface of the altar, as Mr. Black had an attendant take the impressive looking goat, then turned to face the hushed gathering from his lectern.
“Unholy brethren,” he boomed in melodious male tones, “for many years we have offered sacraments to reptiles, drank of the forbidden effusions of blood and offered sexual sacrifices to the glory of The Horned One. Always we have had faith that our practices would one day bring down upon us, the very presents of The Beast. And so tonight, at long last, we are gathered together for an event so long anticipated, the alignment of the five stars has begun.” Mr. Black took a moment to clear his throat, mainly for effect, before continuing.
“Tonight is truly a magical night; Tonight the five planets will form the long awaited pentagram in the heavens, and in this heightened state of magic, the tribunal of Satan will at last prevail here on earth… if WE are ready to receive him!” the atrocious Mr. Black implored the crowd at that moment,
“I ask you gathered here tonight, do you receive Satan as your lord and master?”
“We do” the congregation answered..
“Do all gathered here pledge their indulgences to the most Unholy Father?”
“We do”
“Do WE, His cultus of darkness, crave His vital existence, His undefiled, diabolic wisdom here tonight?”
“We do, in the name of Satan! We so swear!” the gathering confirmed, and with that, a very pleased Mr. Black left the chancel and stepped up to the altar to address the little girl that kneeled upon it.
Jenny never paid much attention to what was said during the church meetings, she never understood all of the words anyway. In fact, all she knew for sure was that sooner all later, they always turned out the same, with her having some sort of kinky sex in front of everyone.
As the Satanic priest positioned himself close before the sexy little bride, Jenny’s hips began a slow erotic undulation, she’d been taught by mommy, would always please the crowd. She could see Mr. Black’s ridged penis protruding from a purposeful hole, in the front of his robes, as he spoke to her in booming tones.
“Come to me child, and receive the unholy sacrament of Satan!”
Jenny obediently waddled forward on hands and knees, until Mr. black reached and threw back her wedding veil, before clasping her pretty, nubile face between his hands. Then he kissed her on the forehead briefly, before he guided her head with his meaty hands wrapped tightly in her hair, to bring her glossy pouted lips to find his heavily bloated cock-tip. Jenny knew what she must do, and a shiver of lust quaked through her as she sucked Mr. Blacks fat cock-knob into her fluid, fluttery little mouth.
His eagerly throbbing penis sliding in and out of the kneeling young girl’s mouth, made a lewd sucking sound as the adult leaned down to watch the little girls cheeks puffing as he pushed his lust-thickened cock between her clasping lips. Below his mask, his grin widening each time he heard her grunt as he rammed it into her helplessly trapped face. It was an exciting picture for those gathered around and witnessing the nasty action, the subserviently kneeling girl’s helpless face being held tightly between his two huge hands while his saliva-glistening penis fucked its way in and out between her straining red lips, causing her to groan in submission. Then he looked up and made a signal with his head to an attendant whom had come up unseen by Jenny, to her rear.
“Okay, Release Hector,” he leered. “Are we ready to see this little girl get the hell fucked out of her?” he added in a loud, booming voice, to the jubilant elation of the mob.
The big Great Dane dog had been increasingly nervous over the last few minutes. As Jenny had began undulating her butt in front of him, the sight of her beautiful naked body caused his blood to begin rushing through his veins, in tingling anticipation. But he knew he must wait for a signal. Mr. Black had trained him to remain still, ready and waiting until the order was finally given, but it was difficult, and his front legs shifted excitedly, his ears slanting alertly forward as small whining sounds came from his massive throat.
Hector had studied the little girl as she kneeled dutifully above him on the raised dais of the altar. He didn’t understand the meaning of the white thigh-length stockings, the silver stilettos or the veil she wore, but the sight of her swelling white buttocks pointed back in his direction were almost more than the eager animal could stand. He could see the stubbly fringe of golden downy cunt-hair high up between her thighs, and his sharp nose detected the faint odor of musky feminine excitement coming from between her fluted pussy-slit.
Finally the signal! The big animal heard his master’s passion-distorted voice urging him on towards the swelling half-moon buttocks thrust back towards him in open invitation, as Mr. Black stepped back to enjoy the perverted spectacle that was about to begin.
Jenny giggled when she saw the big Great Dane stand up on his hind-legs behind her, as if trying to peep on her from behind the altar.
Still. After mommy had explained how nice it felt to have sex with a dog earlier that day, she couldn’t help noticing her cunt starting to drool already with anticipation.
Hector whimpered hornily, his eyes watching Jenny intently as she knelt dutifully before him, the gorgeous spreading rounds of her firm young buttocks, upturned and swaying invitingly, just as mommy had instructed she do to tease the naughty doggy. He could clearly see her coral-colored slit, clasped tightly between the passive, long lipped piss-flaps of her baldy little cunny, and her tempting hairless sphincter, the little chocolate starfish of her butt. So when she swiveled her head back to look at him, she saw that he was shaking now with animal fuck-lust for her horny human charms.
“C’mon Hector, come up here with me!’ the little girl cooed sweetly. The Great Dane jumped up behind her onto the wide altar stone in one powerful thrust of his hairy hunches.
The big dog’s large ears twitched as he panted behind the little girls nice white ass, his long tongue dripping saliva. Between his powerful legs, his long dog-cock quivered fitfully. He suddenly used his giant dog-tongue to thrust irresistibly up Jenny’s moist rear passageway, and she reached desperately behind her with one hand to spread the ivory globes of her buttocks in order to give the salivating beast full access to her tiny anal ring.
The tongue lashed her for another long moment, and then the giant animal began to crowd in hard against her. What he wanted was plain, and the moaning little girl obediently raised her naked ass-cheeks even higher, bending before the panting dog, in symbolic sexual surrender to The Beast, while her face remained turned towards the crowd.
“Good, Hector!” Jenny moaned, feeling her cunt tingle all over as she studied the animal’s prick, and the crowd around her swooned softly around the unholy couple out of lust.
Jenny felt pussy-juice dribbling out of her cunt and trickling slowly down the insides of her naked thighs. She knew that the horny Great Dane could smell her juices, and she knew, too, that the animal was aware that she was hot for his nasty doggy cock. She wriggled her ass at the dog invitingly. Hector responded at once by moving forward, closing in on her crouching body with his own.
The cultists watched spellbound, as the huge dog mounted Jenny’s passionately offered buttocks and locked his strong forelegs around her slender waist. Dripping briny liquid, the glistening long scarlet dog-penis slipped from the hairy sheath under the animal’s belly, the tapered point slipping and dancing into the hot wet crevice of the little girl’s ass, as Hector trembled and jerked, trying to bury his gleaming shaft in the kneeling girl’s little body.
Hector let out a sharp howl. His prick twitched violently, and Jenny groaned, feeling her tits swell and her nipples stiffen. Jenny whispered sweet encouragements just then, as the huge Great Dane tried his best to skewer her on his cock.
Sobbing in desperation, Jenny shifted her round buttocks, in a crazed effort to capture the lengthening dog-cock, trying to sheathe the long scarlet organ in her tightly contracting cunt. The sharp tip missed and slid up to find a momentary purchase in her anus, then attempted to enter. But Jenny gave a little cry and tensed automatically to evade the sliding prod. Having tasted success, Hector returned immediately to the attack and thrust blindly, the thin point sliding unsuccessfully along the entire length of her wetly heated cuntal crevice. The hot scarlet of the jabbing canine penis contrasted lewdly with the fever-pink of the girl’s passion-inflamed genitals, clearly visible between the strings of her crotchless bridal thong, as her cuntal lips spread open under the relentless pressure of the still un-inserted dog-cock, rubbing so madly between them.
“Ohhhh, Hector, I love your big cock!” Jenny sighed as the animal hunkered down over her on all fours and rubbed his cum-slicked cock against her naked body. The crowd around her were keeping a respectful distance but Jenny could tell from the multitude of gasps and groans around her in the dimness, they were all enjoying the perverted good show they were getting.
“Ooh, Hector,” Jenny cooed as she felt his furry underside rubbing against her naked back.
“Oh, Hector, fuck me!. Here’s my pussy! It’s all yours! Just fuck it, you naughty dog!” Jenny squealed. At the same time, she lifted her little ass up, opening her drooling pussy to the aroused animal.
Hector howled as he ran his fat dog-cock furiously up and down between the girl’s cunt-lips, sawing at her clit and making her whine with bestial ecstasy as Jenny did her best to help him start to fuck her. She squealed when she felt his hot hard prick nudging between her ass-cheeks. At the same time, the dog began to use his long, rough tongue to lick Jenny’s neck.
She turned her face to the side and moaned towards the audience. She trembled as she felt the dogs massive weight crushing down against her back. She writhed against him, rubbing her ass up against his prick.
In final desperation Jenny reached back with one hand to grasp the slippery organ and guide it to the little opening of her moistly throbbing slit. Suddenly, as she thrust her ass back hard and the animal humped forward at exactly the same moment, Jenny felt his fat cock-head finally hook into her fetid fluttery fuck-hole. Sensing victory Hector rammed forward, parting her pussy lips wider and wider with each forward thrust of his long animal penis.
The cultists watched in awe as the Great Dane humped wildly and buried his huge red shaft deep up into the squirming girl’s grasping cuntal passage. The massive organ slithered forward with a rush until it was sunk to the hilt, the hairy balls swinging below in the open space created by her widespread thighs.
The dog’s hips went nuts, flipping his cock into her cunt while his furry forelegs held her pliant creamy hips in a vice grip. He used his paws to help spread and hold her legs apart for better advantage. Pulling his furry belly tighter onto the small of her back and thus gaining greater access to her cunt, he panted and puffed his animal efforts in her ear.
She gave a low moan of relief as Hector began fucking rhythmically into her. The quivering girl undulated her nakedly kneeling body and moved her buttocks in lewd circles, abandoning herself to the delicious animal fucking she was receiving from behind. Her face was contorted in rapture, and her small melon-sized breasts jiggled beneath her writhing torso, juddering in time to the dog’s skewering cock, a relentless hot poker of glistening flesh, burying itself deeply up inside her belly in rapid fire motion.
Jenny humped her wet pussy back at the dog’s prick, trying to get him to impale her completely on his hard cock.
Jenny’s tits felt swollen, and her nipples throbbed relentlessly. She lowered the upper part of her body and deliberately pressed her throbbing nips against the cool, stone tabletop. Then she swung the top part of her body from side to side, dragging her aching nips across the hard, rough surface of the altar.
“OooohaarrRRGG!” she gasped in a paroxysm of pain and pleasure. She began to shove her body back and forth, humping her pussy against the dog’s rutting prick, helping him to fully impale her with each brutal thrust into her pussy.
As the dogs red rooter yanked juddering to and fro within her tightly lipping fuck-mouth. His bristly ball sack slapped her quivery vulva, and blackjacked lewdly against her sexy ass-cheeks. He was so excited, every now and then he lost his footing, bringing his whole weight dropping on her back, and likewise on his buried cock within her, thereby causing the little girl to grunt and gasp with glee.
As he regained his footing, the cultists were treated to the obscenely delicious sight of his cunt-grasped knot and bright red, cream streaked cock-rod, being dragged back, not quite pulling out of Jenny’s clenching cunt-furrow, before he’d feel the urge to ram it, knot-stock and vein ribbed barrel, clubbing into the hot pink depths of her churning cuntal channel once again.
“Hmmm. Hector! Shove your cock all the way up my pussy! Make me come!” she taunted, happy in the knowledge her words would be driving some of the cult members in the audience mad with lust, to hear such a young girl say such filthy, sexy things to a dog as it fucked her horny little cunt in front of them. The stump of the young Great Dane’s tail twitched before the spectators in time with the rapid, relentless plunging of his cock.
The bristly front of his powerful haunches battering continuously onto the backs of the little girls own soft and creamy thighs. A steady stream of his tacky, briny pre-cum, ran in a constant trickle around his plunging rooter, over-flowing Jenny’s immature little fuck-tunnel, and dripping down to form a puddle between her shaking knees.
“Yesssss!” she cried. She ground her pussy back against his crotch, screwing herself onto his hot dog-cock to the hilt.
Nothing mattered but that wonderfully long animal penis fucking up into her burning pussy, the incredible sensations she was receiving from the fiery cock of her jack-hammering animal-lover behind.
Meanwhile, the congregation stared with obscene delight, as the big dog fucked relentlessly into the spasming female body beneath him. It was almost as if they were somehow connecting to the unnatural coupling of the tiny girl and Hector, and an obscene sexual thrill, rippled through them all.
The animal barked and fucked forward violently, ramming the head of his cock against the back wall of her pussy. He pulled his cock almost all the way out of her and plunged back into her cunt.
“Yes, Hector, that’s it, fuck it all the way into me!” Jenny wailed.
She tightened her pussy-muscles against the sides of the pulsing dog-prick, making the animal whimper with pleasure.
Hector’s hard dog-cock fucked in and out of the little girl’s juicy pussy. Each time he fucked into her, his cock sloshed through her seeping fuck juices, making wet, lewd sounds which excited everyone in the church around them. Jenny wriggled her tight cunt against his cock, as if to milk all the cum out of his fat, jiz bloated balls.
Hector whimpered and whined, dog-drool running down the sides of her neck. She wished she could tongue-kiss the rutting animal. She knew his nasty nails had already torn holes in her lovely white leg stockings, but she didn’t give a fuck, all that mattered to the little girl just then was the marvelous, never before felt sensation of a huge dog penis rasping back and forward inside her hotly clenching cunt.
While sharp bolts of forbidden pleasure shot upwards from her animal-filled fuck tunnel. Looking back over her shoulder at the hunching animal, the wildly excited young beauty called back lewd exhortations.
“Oh yeah, fuck harder, faster! Come on.. cum in me… I want you to fill me with your animal cum …!”
The obscenely swaying girl was no longer human but a quivering mass of sweating lust-deranged flesh that begged to be subjected. She was reveling in being screwed by this panting beast, especially in front of her “big family”, and she ground her body back against his hairy jerking loins like a little bitch in heat.
Hector growled, turning on more and more as he continued to fuck the crouching little angel. His eyes were completely glazed over with animalistic lust, as were Jenny’s.
The young girl shoved her ass back harder, capturing the full length of the Great Dane’s enormous prick inside her clutching cunt. She tightened her cunt-muscles around the invading cock, and the dog barked with delight.
The Great Dane fucked Jenny harder and faster. She continued to shove her ass back to meet his pussy-impaling thrusts. She could feel his prick rubbing against her clit each time he fucked into her. The lewd sensation made the girl shudder with pleasure.
Jenny was sweating all over now, and could feel the furry belly of the Great Dane sliding against her back, trying to stay on top of her slick flesh. Jenny was flushed from head to the tip of her stilettos. A steady stream of cunt-juice ran from between her swollen cunt-lips. Her mouth was slackly hanging open, and her tongue lolled out one side.
She could not contain her lust and pleasure. She couldn’t hold it back. She could feel the beginning of her first orgasm although she was sure that Hector would make her come more than once before he was through with her wet little pussy.
Tiny rivulets of moisture were building in the crevice of the girl’s nakedly rotating buttocks and they glistened in the light as they ran slowly down the backs of her straining thighs.
“Yeah . . . fuck . . . I’m coming!” she shouted, to the congregations obvious delight.
Wild orgasmic vibrations rocked her body violently and she continued to scream loudly as she came. Her body jerked all over the communion table. She lifted her ass up higher with each inward stroke of the animal’s angry prick.
Hector raised his head and howled. Then he barked several times, very excited, as the preteen’s girl-cum soaked his prick, drenching the meat and making it even easier for him to fuck in and out of her spasming cunt. He stabbed his fat prick deep into the girl’s climaxing cunt. His prick swelled more inside her, and Jenny shuddered with excitement when she felt his cock scraping against the tensed walls of her fuck-channel.
Hector fucked the full length of his horny prick even harder into Jenny. He fucked her brutally hard. His big cock fucked all the way into the very depths of her cunt. His throbbing, expanding cock filled her completely. His balls rested against her cunt-mouth. Each throbbing sensation of Hector’s cock inside her pussy sent icy-hot shivers through Jenny’s naughty little body.
As the Great Dane wiggle-fucked his massive prick inside her pussy, she thrust back at him, matching him stroke for stroke, meeting each of his forward cock-thrusts with a backward thrust of pussy and ass.
His bouncing balls smacked against her fuck-mouth. Banging her so hard that Jenny just knew her ass-cheeks would be black and blue the next day. But she didn’t mind. She was thoroughly enjoying every single second, and every bit of pleasure she could wring out of this forbidden fuck session with the powerful dog.
Jenny lowered one hand beneath her body and began to stroke her clit while Hector continued to fuck her hard and fast.
“Mmm, good,” she moaned to the envious cult members admiring the unholy bestial union.
Hector whimpered as he fucked his cock into her cunt with an amazing force. The way he was fucking her was making Jenny super hot. She was already so hot and aroused that she could hardly stand it. She had come only moments before, but she now felt so aroused with renewed lust that she desperately needed another orgasm. She writhed and jerked around on the altar as the Great Dane fucked her still harder. Her cunt-juices rained out of her cock-stuffed cunt and soaked the insides of her quaking thighs and clinging stockings.
Jenny felt as if her entire body were literally being torn apart by the force of his prick. She felt herself on the brink of another, much-needed orgasm and she longed for the sensation.
“Oh, shit, yesss, Hector, yesss, you’re fucking me so good! Better than anyone ever!” she cried, knowing how the men in the seething crowd would want to fuck her vengefully when they heard her taunting words.
She felt Hector’s cock dripping inside her pussy. She moaned whorishly, knowing that the dog’s pre-cum was lewdly mingling with her juices. She could hardly wait to feel all of his doggy cum shooting inside her cunt. She tightened her cunt muscles harder and tighter around his prick, trying to make him come.
The dog ground his hips, fucking his prick deep into he girl’s pussy with each inward stroke. He loved the feel of her tiny fuck-hole clasping his animal cock, and he whined with excitement as the little child was tossed beneath him, her tits jiggling wildly below her mightily swaying torso.
“Fuck me good and hard! Shoot all your doggy cum into me! I need to come again!”
The dog rode her savagely, feverishly fucking his cock fully into her cunt with all of his strength. Jenny groaned as she shoved her hips and ass back to help the animal skewer her cunt on his cock. The congregation where electrified at the bawdy spectacle of a little underage girl, dressed up like a wanton little whorish bride, and being fucked, honeymoon style pell-mell, by her fiercely frigging, canine lover.
Suddenly the unmistakable signal of sensual fulfillment sprayed through Jenny’s seething loins like the prickling of a million needles, gnawing at the base of her belly with the lewd promise of frenzied orgasmic rapture. The sex-maddened girl moaned helplessly as she neared the jagged edges of her mounting climax and rammed back even harder into the long wet cock that slithered mercilessly into the grateful little hole up between her bucking thighs.
“Please, Hector, Shoot your juice inside me! Pleeeease,” Jenny begged like a little slut.
Suddenly the evil folk around her started calling out together, slowly at first, but quickly gaining in speed and volume as they began to match the fiery fuck strokes Jenny was feeling, with their fevered adult voices.
“Fuck her… Fuck her… Fuck her… Fuck her…Fuck her..Fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck’er. Fuck’er. Fuck’er!” the cultists chanted, urging on the forbidden bestial fuck action, happening right before their eyes.
The snug walls of Jenny’s cunt clung lewdly to the dog’s prick as he fucked deeply into her. Each violent lunge of his prick sent jolts of bestial ecstasy through the girl’s body and she made sure everyone could see her inner joy, painted on her pretty little face. Her hard clit seemed to shudder each time the dog-cock, and bristly sheaf-hairs, scraped against it again and again in rapid machine gun fire stabs.
She humped her crotch back harder than ever against the dog’s furry crotch as he continued to fuck his fat cock into her juicy cunt. He fucked the full length of his long, thick prick better than ever, into her cunt. His fuck-shaft scraped deliciously against the raw, aching walls of her throbbing pussy tunnel.
Then her voice choked in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh as the first wild spasm of her orgasm struck, and she shrieked, thrusting her wildly convulsing loins back against the raging dog-cock in a desperate lunge. Hector responded with a forward stab just as his huge hardened cock began to jerk up inside her convulsing young belly and spew its hotly foaming animal sperm in liquid jets deep up into her cramped, contracting cunt-channel.
“Yessss, he’s coming! I can feel it!” Jenny screamed hysterically to the highly excited onlookers.
The Great Dane howled loudly. His hot cum burst into the little girl’s cunt in quick, creamy spurts.
Jenny heard the others gathered around groaning in response to the sounds coming from Hector’s throat. The lewd sound of all those people swooning and gasping and moaning with lust together, aroused the little girl even more. Jennifer found her mind filling with the obscene image of dozens of manly cultists cocks, all hard and ready to fuck her barely pubescent cunny. There were long, thick cocks. There were long, skinny cocks. There were even short, stubby, hairy cocks. She pictured all of the congregation with tremendous, vein ribbed hard-ons, all the men knowing she was a naughty little slut, all of them waiting to fuck her horny little cunt.
And she came.
“Yeeeoooowww!” she howled, her cry of orgasmic bliss mingling with the dogs’ howls. Waves of cunt-juice gushed from her pussy-walls, seeping out between her tight pussy-lips and trickling down her thighs along with Hector’s flowing jism.
The mingled dog-cum and pussy-juice pooled together on the altar between Jenny’s legs. She looked down between her legs and saw the obscene mixture cooling there. The thrilling sight made her come again.
“Aieeeee! Commmmiinnnggg!” she screeched to the extreme pleasure of seething, roiling the mob.
Her nipples felt as if they would literally burst. Her cunt-lips squeezed the base of the dog’s jerking cock so tightly that the Great Dane barked in protest. Jenny ground her sizzling pussy back against her canine lover’s furry loins. She rolled her head from side to side as she felt her cunt exploding inside. More and more dog-cum shot into her from Hector’s thrusting prick and her orgasm peaked. The walls of her spasming cunt convulsed around the Great Dane’s prick and Jenny cried out one final time before collapsing fully forward onto altar, Hector’s dog cock still locked inside her pussy. She didn’t know how many seconds passed before he finally pulled his still rigid cock from her nasty little cunt, with an obscene sucking plop.
The big dog stood above her for a moment and then his massive head lowered and he began obscenely licking the remnants of cum from the girl’s twitching young buttocks.
All was quiet for a moment except for Jenny’s exhausted panting and then the sound of clapping filled the hall. Jenny wearily raised her head and saw that the whole congregation, including Mr. Black was applauding the nasty first time fuckers.
“What an entree, what a hell-good show!” the priest shouted above the din. Jenny turned her head toward the lewd priest. Mr. Black went over to her prostrate little body.
“Midnight approaches, the planets have aligned, it’s time to join your one true, forever lover Jenny” he said and reaching down he seized her by one arm and pulled her roughly to her feet.
“One down and one to go,” he said. “The last phase of the ceremony must NOW begin!” he boomed to the applauding gathering.
Suddenly the images in Jennifer’s mind grew hazy, they danced in great confusion, she remember the doors of the church exploding inward all of a sudden behind her, bright lights flashing in the gloom outside the church and a helicopter engine roaring over head. And suddenly, a megaphone blaring loudly,
“FREEZE you fucking FREAKS! This is the New York Police Department!.. You are ALL UNDER ARREST!”
And then, all hell broke loose as pandemonium spread amongst the congregation. A mêlée quickly broke out between the rapidly invading police swat team, and hordes of the panicking, purple draped cultists, some tripping over pews, or smashing through stained glass windows and crashing to the ground, as the fleeing cult members tried to escape capture by the authorities, anyway they could. Jenny could remember dazedly, hearing gunshots ringing out in the spooky woods outside, and wondering if her mommy and daddy were going to be ok, before some very kind policemen had lifted her gently from the altar, and wrapped her little shivery body safely in a blanket.
“Mommy, Daddy, where are you?..Its been eleven years already… I miss you both so much!” Jennifer broke down in waves of pitiful, sobbing tears.
“Specto suscitatio,” the voice of her hypnotist commanded then, without impatience. It was a magic, fear reducing key phrase the frightened little girl within Jennifer clutched onto, giving her the ability to slip further into her hypnotic state and find tranquility. As conditioned, she relaxed almost immediately. The familiar, friendly disembodied voice, acting like an indirect beam of cool, white light, sending the horrific phantasms of her memories, scurrying back into the dark recesses of her imagination once again, at least for now.
Continued in Chapter 2.

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Upside Down

I woke up that fateful morning in a daze. I was the perfect son, and I hated it. My parents expected me to be perfect. I was a straight A student, never stepped a toe out of line, and even though I was only 17, I already had a scholarship for a full ride to Princeton. I went to a private school and wore my uniform with false pride. My sister Emma was a different story.
Emma was totally rebellious. She wore nothing but black and her everything else was black. Her bed sheets, her clothes, her walls. She went to a dingy public school and got straight Cs. She was the black sheep in our family. I envied her for all of it.
I hated being the perfect one. It’s just not my style, but there has to be some kind of balance in the family, and I got dumped with the responsibility because my older sister beat me to the punch on the evil one. My older brother Liam was the median. He was neither good nor bad. He was 23, my sister 21. He didn’t fight with either one of us and he hung out with both of us occasionally and never took sides when Emma and I had our squabbles.
I tapped my alarm the same way I always do, took my shower, bitching at my sister for hogging it like I always do. I got dressed like I always do, in the same uniform that I always do. I had been turned into a robot. Hell, the only thing that was pleasant in my life was my girlfriend, Amanda. I went downstairs for the same breakfast for a healthy lifestyle of a perfect son.
“Morning, kiddo! How’d you sleep?” my father asked me as I stepped into the kitchen. “Fine.” Same as always. Just then, my sister walked in. “Well, isn’t that just lovely. The Glory child is up bright and early, just like daddy and mommy likes him,” she said. I held my tongue for the sake of the balance, grabbed my books, told my mother her cooking was wonderful, and left for school.
I hadn’t even reached my desk yet when I was grabbed, and turned around, and then pushed against the wall by a pair of dainty hands. I only had a split second to see that it was Amanda before her lips captured mine. I gripped her ass in my hands as I pulled her body to mine and kissed her back. “Mmm, I love it when you do that,” we said together, then we both busted out laughing. We’d been together for over a year and I was in love with her.
“So baby, are we still going to that party tonight?” I ask. “Yes we are! I can’t wait, honey,” she said. I lifted her half into my arms and kissed her passionately. We sat down together as class started. The rest of the day went by the same way it always does. I hated my life. Thankfully, the party started at 6, so I didn’t have to wait as long before my boring life was exciting for once. Amanda was meeting me there, so we just walked straight to the party. “Hey, baby!” she met me at the door and we walked in holding hands.
The party was fun as all get-out. I danced with Amanda until before we knew it, 9 o’ clock had rolled around. “Oh, jeez!” Amanda said, looking at her watch, “let’s take a break, sweetheart, I’m gonna go get a drink, and I’ll meet you back here, alright?” she said. “Alright, love, I’ll be sitting over there, okay?” I smiled. “See you soon, babe.” I went to find a seat as she walked off toward the porch where the coolers with the drinks were.
I sat down and waited for her to come back. 5 minutes passed by… then 10… A half-hour passed by and I started to go looking for her. Maybe she ran into some friends and lost track of time. I had looked all over until there were only the upstairs rooms to look in. I looked in every room until the last one at the end of the hall remained. I knocked on the door, like all the rest. No answer, so I walked in, and I couldn’t believe what I saw.
My brown-haired, green-eyed girlfriend was riding my best and only friend, Daniel, reverse cowgirl on the bed. Amanda’s eyes grew double in size and something inside me snapped as she spotted me. “Oh, my God! Lee! I-” “Stuff it! What the fuck! I think you can guess what I’m not bothering to say. Good-bye, Amanda, and fuck you, Daniel.” And with that, I left the party and took a walk home. The pain of it overwhelmed me as I reached the backyard, seeing as my room was the basement, and I had the door right there. I collapsed, no longer caring…
It was after midnight when I finally decided to get up. I had done a lot of thinking and had decided that I longer give a fuck. I walked into my room but went to the kitchen. I walked through the living room to find my sister watching TV. “Mom and dad left, Golden boy. Left me in charge cause Liam is still at JobCore,” she said. “Whatever,” I replied. I went right to the fridge and made the most anti-diet sandwich I could think of. Leftover burgers, bacon, cheese, ranch dressing, and all put in a pan to be deep-fried.
My sister walked in just as I took a bite into Heaven. “What the fuck is that and why does it smell so good?” she said. “Deep-fried bacon cheeseburger with ranch dressing,” I said nonchalantly. “You know mom and dad would have a fit if they knew you were eating something so bad for your arteries,” she said. “Don’t give a fuck anymore,” I said. “Don’t you talk to me like that, you little shit! I’m still older than you,” she said, getting pissed off. “Fuck off, bitch. I’m tired of your shit,” I said as I walked right past her and down to my room.
I took out a knife from my collection and started carving up the wall. On one wall, I carved the words “FUCK EVERYTHING” into the drywall. I then threw the knife into the floor next to my bed and picked up the weights in the corner of my room and lodged one of the lighter weights into the door. My sister came bursting through the now half-splintered door. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?” she shrieked. “Shut the fuck up and get out of my room!” I said, throwing the knife in her direction, lodging it in the wall next to her head and resumed the process of flipping my bed over.
Her eyes got huge and she timidly backed out of my room as I slammed my fist into the mirror on the wall. As the door closed I let out a scream of anger. I dropped to my knees, completely out of things to take out my anger on. I yanked my blankets out from under my mattress and went to sleep.
The next morning my alarm went off at 6am, but I simply threw it at the wall, letting that yank it from the plug. About a half hour later, my sister tentatively poked her head into my room. “Time for school…” she muttered. “I’ll go when I damn well please,” I said. She saw the pieces of my alarm clock on the floor and backed out of my room. I went back to sleep and relived the nightmare of seeing that ex whore cheating on me with my ex friend, my only friend until now.
I woke up at around eleven and pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and headed off to school, not even bothering with my teeth or hair. When I arrived at the school I was stopped briefly by security. “Not wearing your uniform is against regulation, Mr. Dramen.” He said. I simply said “Fuck regulation” as I brushed past him to my 3rd period class. It was the second class of the day with which I shared with both Amanda and Daniel. They both stiffened as I walked in. “Lee, you are late,” the teacher said. “Fuck off” was my only reply as I found my seat. Sadly, the only open seat was the next row over from Daniel. He was a skinny blonde guy with brown eyes. He could have any girl in school, so why did he have to take Amanda from me?
“Pssst, hey, bro, listen I-” Daniel started, but I cut him off with a pissed off glare he knew not to fuck with. Amanda was sitting behind me and put her hand on my shoulder, but I brushed her hand away. “Don’t touch me or talk to me. Ever again. Not a fucking word,” I growled, and they both turned back to the teacher.
Lunch time was next and so I went. I hadn’t eaten anything yet. I sat there after I had finished eating and it only pissed me off that Amanda and Daniel thought they would come over and reason with me. “C’mon man, I tried to say I’m sorry,” he tried. “Sorry doesn’t fix jack shit, Daniel. Now you can either walk away clean or bloody,” I said calmly, despite the rage inside. “You won’t do it, man. I know you and you don’t have it in you, Mr. Perfect.” He said that a little too smugly. “Oh, I won’t?” I said, and then paused as he smiled. That was it for me. I stepped on his foot so he couldn’t step back and decked him across the jaw.
He fell to the ground and everyone stared. I jumped on top of him and began wailing on him. It took 3 security guards to drag me off that bastard. Needless to say, I was ejected from campus. No more Golden bitch lifestyle for me. I could have cared less that I’d gotten expelled and that Daniel’s nose would most likely be crooked unless daddy or mommy fixed it for him. Usually I got home after my sister but these were special circumstances. She was just getting home as I walked up the drive.
“Lee?” Emma asked as I unlocked the door and walked in. “What are you doing home?” she asked. “Expelled,” I said, handing her a note from the Dean as I headed to my room. “What did the Golden boy do?” she shrieked. I was in her face so fast she flinched. “Call me the motherfucking golden boy one more time and I won’t miss next time I throw a knife,” I growled. Her eyes widened again and I turned and walked away, going back to my room.
The only thing I hadn’t trashed was my entertainment system. I turned on the stereo and cranked up Alone by Bullet for my Valentine. I sat on my bed, having dragged the mattress out, motionless for the next 2 hours until I heard the doorbell ring even over my music. My dad had had an accident and could only hear out of one ear, so the damn thing was loud. I lowered the music to hear my sister welcome someone in. “Yeah sure, but be careful, he’s kind of volatile right now. I have no idea what’s wrong, but he nearly took my head off. Maybe you can get through to him…” I heard her say. I heard a knock on my door a couple minutes later.
“Enter at your own risk,” I said. The door creaked open but from my bed I couldn’t see who yet. They must have seen the knife in the wall, because I heard a female squeak. Steps echoed down the stairs and there she was: my whore of an ex-girlfriend. I looked at her and my blood boiled instantly. “Get the fuck out.” That was all I had to say to her. “But baby, I-” but I cut her off. “DON’T YOU FUCKING ‘BUT BABY’ ME! YOU FUCKING CHEAT ON ME WITH MY OWN BEST FRIEND AND YOU EXPECT ME TO FORGIVE YOU, DON’T YOU? FUCK YOU! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM! IF YOU FEEL SO BAD THEN GO FUCK DANIEL AGAIN LIKE THE WHORE YOU ARE! JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!” I roared at her as she backed against the wall.
For a moment she just stood there, paralyzed in shock at the fact that mild-mannered Lee Dramen had become so violent. After another minute I hear heavy footfalls coming down the stairs. I looked just in time to see my sister yank Amanda and drag her up the stairs by her hair. There was a loud “slap!” that sounded more like a “crack!” and a girly scream. Then I heard my sister yell. “Don’t you ever even LOOK at my brother ever again! Don’t even walk by our house on the street!” and then there was the slam of the front door and I heard my sister coming down the stairs.
“Lee…?” she called, looking at me staring emotionless at the ceiling. “Lee, I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, I would have never let her in had I known…” I looked at her. “Why do you care? You hate me, remember?” I said, my voice surprisingly level. She looked sad at that. “I do not hate you…I dislike you. There’s a big difference. You live the perfect life and mom and dad think I’m shit. I’m your older sister, but I live in your shadow, Lee.” I cracked up laughing then. “I hate my life. I’m always at my sisters throat, my girlfriend cheated on me with my only friend, I’m a nerd in school, and I hate living like a robot, doing the same damn thing the same damn way, every damn day. In my eyes, you have it made. I wish I could be more like you,” I said.
My sister just stared at me. “You really want to be more like me?” she asked. “More than anything,” I said. “Well, then the first thing you have to do is stop caring.”
“Check.” I said blankly.
“Okay, well, you need to take what you want. What do you want?”
I thought about that for a moment. My sister was wearing a tight Metallica shirt and a red plaid skirt. Now that I looked at her in a positive light, she was sexy as all hell. In the moment I realized my erection was from my sister, I had a single thought process: I’m already headed down the dark road, why not take it all the way? So I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. Surprisingly, she let me. I pulled up her bra as well and she took it off as I grabbed her breasts, my fingers sinking into her full DD cups. “Little brother, you realize this is incest, right?” She smiled. “Stopped caring, remember?” I winked at her as I slid my knee between her legs and she closed her eyes and sighed. “Nobody’s played with my tits in ages…” she cooed. I pushed her back onto the mattress and started pulling her skirt off, pulling her thong with them. I pulled off my shirt and she started removing my pants. “I don’t know why I want this so much, it feels so wrong, but… Oh, God, you’re making me so horny… I… Mmmmm…” she moaned, not finishing her sentence as she sucked my cock into her mouth.
She licked the underside of my shaft and I discovered another piercing of hers: a ball on her tongue. She must hide it well… It felt amazing and I started humping in and out of her mouth while she moaned, causing vibrations all over my member. She licked and sucked at the same time and I was starting to feel my balls tighten. I pulled out of her mouth and licked and kissed my way down to her waist, stopping to stare between her now-spread legs and looked down at me anxiously.
“Just what do you plan to d-do with your sister’s pussy, Lee?” she asked, and I could tell she was genuinely nervous. “Are you…a virgin…Emma?” I asked. “Y-yeah…” she replied sheepishly. “But I hear you moaning from the living room every time you have a boyfriend over,” I said. “I…I only let them in my ass…” she confessed as my eyes widen. I smiled and licked her pussy, causing her to jump and gasp. “Sensitive down here, aren’t you. I’m guessing no guy’s ever played with you before?” I asked and she shook her head. I licked her again and she moaned as I continued. “Oooh, little brother… I never knew it could feel so good… Where did you learn this?” she moaned. “Oh, nowhere…” I replied. I just watch a lot of porn.
I attacked her clit with my tongue, sliding my finger into her and she began to squirm. She started humping her hips against my mouth and I only sucked and licked harder. Suddenly she began to buck her hips wildly and her moans turned into squeaking. Even more suddenly, she began to cum, squirting her juices all over my face. She blushed as she looked down at me breathlessly. “That…was amazing…Lee…” she breathed. “It was fun for me too. Ready for round 2?” I asked, crawling up her body and placing my cock at her entrance. She simply nodded and whimpered in anticipation. “Be…be gentle…” she said nervously. “I will.” With that, I slowly pushed into my sister. It was easy because she was nearly dripping.
She was tight, and she whimpered in pleasure as I pushed into her. “Mmm… Just do it… fast, like ripping off a Band-Aid… I want this so bad…” she said, but while she was talking, I pushed it in before she noticed and kissed her once I was all in. She pulled away a little. “Are you going to…or what?” she asked, looking confused. “Do what?” I ask playfully. She looked down and her eyes widened. “Oh…” then she smiled and kissed me hard, moving her hips against me, silently telling me to move. I take the hint and begin thrusting, gently at first. Her whimpering was turning me on as I went just a little harder with each thrust.
“Bite me, little brother, please…” she moaned, digging her nails into my back and kissing my neck. I did as she asked and bit down on her shoulder and she shuddered, a louder moan escaping from her lips and I thrust deeper. “Oh, Lee! I…I’m gonna cum! You’ll make your sister cum!” she moaned, and I could feel I was getting close, too. She was really tight. “Sis…Emma… I’m gonna cum, too…” I said, straining to keep it in until she told me where she wanted it. “In…inside… I want it inside!” she shrieked, and I came, her voice telling me such a thing pushing me over the edge. I could feel her cum, too, her body convulsing and her hips bucking against mine in the throes of her orgasm. Breathing heavily, I stared into her eyes, then kissed her lovingly. She smiled. “Now, little brother, tomorrow is Saturday, and do you know what that means?” I shook my head. “Well, I got paid today, and I am taking you out shopping tomorrow,” she beamed. I smiled and we fell asleep just like that.
I woke up the next morning from the most relaxing sleep I’d had in a long ass time. My sister was in my arms and providing her breasts as pillows. “Did you sleep well?” she said, almost giggling. “Best sleep I’ve ever had. Thank You, Emma,” I kissed her chest and then her lips. “You’re welcome, Lee. Hell, I enjoyed every minute of it,” she smiled, “Now let’s get up and ready for our shopping spree. Consider this your early birthday gift from your big sis.”
My shower radio was playing “Bet U Wish U Had Me Back” by Halestorm as I bathed and got ready to go out with Emma. I didn’t know where she was taking me, but I knew it would most likely take me in the direction I want to go in. Emma decided to join me in the shower and we helped each other wash. Her body is decadent when wet… I got dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a black t-shirt on. I pulled a pair of Converse on and I was ready.
As we walked out to my sister’s car, I stopped at the passenger door. “Wait a sec…” I hadn’t even realized until then, that I was still wearing the magnetic half-heart pendant necklace, to which the other half belonged to Amanda. I pulled it off and chucked it off into the distance. “What was that?” my sister asked as we got into the car. “Just a necklace that used to mean something,” I said. “Ah, okay. Was it that one you were wearing last night?” she asked. “Most likely. It’s the only necklace I wore until now.” I said. “Oh…” she said thoughtfully as she pulled out of the driveway.
When we got to the mall, my sister led me to this place called Dark Threads. It was a place that reminded me of Hot Topic, only bigger, and more clothing-oriented. “Hmmmm, you’re probably a size 30, aren’t you?” Emma said thoughtfully, eyeing my waist. “Yeah, actually. You got that right on the dot,” I said. “I’m good at eyeballing it. Now, let’s find you a new look. You look like you’re about a medium in shirts. Why don’t you go find some? I’ll pick you out some pants,” she replied. I nodded and walked over to the men’s shirt section. My 6 favorite bands are Godsmack, Bullet For My Valentine, Parkway Drive, Black Label Society, Metallica, and Halestorm.
I picked out the 7 coolest shirts I could find. BLS’s Shot To Hell (gotta love the nuns shooting pool), Parkway Drive’s Killing With a Smile, Metallica’s Load, Bullet For My Valentine’s Tear’s Don’t Fall, Godsmack’s 1998 self-titled album art, Halestorm’s The Strange Case of…, and a shirt from Def Leppard’s Euphoria. I picked out my shirts and walked back over to my sister. She had picked out 4 pairs of ripped jeans and 3 pairs of Tripps. “Those what you want?” she asked. I nodded. “Lemme see,” she said, examining the shirts I had picked out. “Hmmm… well, if you wear the ripped jeans with any of these shirts and-” she pulled me over to a rack of denim and picked out 4 stone-washed vests with hoods on them, “-wearing one of these over top,” she said. I smiled and took them into the fitting rooms. I tried them all on, every pair of pants and I loved both of the styles.
As I was in the middle of changing to try on the 3rd outfit, I heard the door open, and I turned to see my sister walk in. she held her finger to her lips and took off her shirt and her bra, then slid her panties down from under her skirt. She bent over, bracing her hands against the wall, and I got the hint as she looked back at me. I slid my fingers along her slit and she was soaking wet.
I already had my pants down so I pulled my briefs down and pushed into my sister. She moaned low in her throat and I began thrusting slowly, but hard. “Oh, jeez, you’re so deep…” she whispered. I reached forward, took her nipples into my hands and pinched her nipples. “OH!” she shouted and I kept started going harder and faster. I pounded into my sister while she struggled to keep quiet. “Harder…” she whispered, still struggling, “Cum…inside…hurry…” So I kept going harder and deeper until she came hard and I had to cover her mouth to keep her quiet as I came, too. She pulled up her panties to seal the cum inside and left the changing room sith a smile, but otherwise like nothing happened.
The final outfit left was a pair of dark blue ripped jeans and a light blue denim vest. I walked out to show Emma and 2 other girls standing there. One was a fiery redhead with green eyes, tall and slim, but with a full figure. Her breasts had to me large C’s and her legs looked decadent in the frilly gothic dress she was wearing. The other was a brunette with blue eyes and she was wearing a Disturbed shirt and a pair of Tripps with blue trim. She was slim-figured as well, but I personally prefer redheads… “Uhm…Hi?” I said almost nervously, not expecting to have gained any more spectators. “I am not!” the redhead said in a bubbly tone, “and I don’t ever plan to be.” She quickly stepped forward and shook my hand. “My name’s Alice. So you’re the brother Emma’s been texting me all day about. It’s a pleasure to meet you, hun. I didn’t know you had such good taste in style,” she said as Emma walked up to stand beside me and the other girl in tow. “Well, I had he-ooof!” I started to say, but Emma jabbed her elbow into my ribs. “Anyway,” Emma said, turning my attention to the other girl for a moment, “this lovely creature is Emilia.” Emilia smiled and took my hand. “Nice to meet you, Lee,” she said.
I changed back into my old clothes so Emma could pay for them, “Awww, I liked that outfit on you…” Alice whined, and I smiled. “Don’t worry, hun, I’ll be wearing it as soon as they’re paid for, just for you,” I said.
After my new threads are paid for, I changed into the dark blue ripped jeans, the Def Leppard shirt and the light blue vest. Alice hissed as I stepped out of the changing room. “So what now, Lee?” Emma said, walking over to me. I thought for a moment about that… “I wouldn’t mind getting a few piercings…” I said. “Then piercings, you shall have, little brother,” Emma said, pulling me out and to a store called Body Mod, with Alice and Emilia close behind. I thought I felt eyes watching my butt, but I couldn’t be sure.
We walked into the shop and I thought about what I wanted. “Hey, girls, can you stick with Lee while I go get something real quick?” Emma said, turning to Emilia and Alice. “Sure hun, we’ll keep a close eye on him,” Alice says. I looked around the shop at the pictures of different art they had pasted all over the walls, displaying their best works. There was a guy behind the counter who was covered in tattoos and had vertical bars in front of his eyes. “No offense, dude, but lemme guess, they said you could be anything, so you became a fence?” I asked. He laughed good-naturedly and replied, “Nah, more like a jail for the voices in there.” He pointed to his brain and it was my turn to laugh. Then I turned to whisper so Alice and Emilia couldn’t hear. “I got a question, seriously though. Do you have any…females…to do the piercings? Not that I have anything against ya man, but there’s a place I want done that…yeah it’d be a little awkward having a guy down there.”
“Wha-ooooohhh!!! I get ya man. Yeah, we have Jenny. She has no issues going down there. HEY JENNY!” he said, and a green-eyed blonde came walking out from the back room. “What?” she said. “We have a request for your…specialty,” he said. She looked at me and her eyebrows lifted and I handed the guy a ten, as it specified from the price chart. “My sister’s gonna wanna pay for the rest, but I don’t want her to know about this one,” I said. He nodded and took the ten. “Alright, sugar, follow me,” Jenny said, leading me into the back room.
As we entered the room, she turned to face me and I started to feel a little shy. She must have noticed. “Ah, never done anything like this before?” she asked. “No, I haven’t. Kinda nervous,” I said. “Well, you don’t need to be. How about I do this?” she removed her shirt and her bra before I could say anything, “better?” she smiled. “Yeah, actually, I feel much better.” And I was. I felt much less nervous, as my mind was now focused on the medium pair of C cups in front of me. “No touching though,” she said, “now I need you to drop ‘em, hun.” I dropped my pants and my briefs and her eyes widened. “I’ve pierced a lot of these, but I’ve never seen one so big,” she said, “So what are you putting through it, hun?”
“I want a bar through the head,” I said, and she smiled. “Personally, I dated a guy who changed his out a lot and the bar was always my favorite one…” she said wistfully. She then seemed to snap back to business and started to gather her things. “Now, question: are you sexually masochistic?” she asked.
“I think so. I like it when I’m bitten.”
“I see… Well then, I think it would be best…if I…”
Then she put her mouth on my cock and started sucking. She bobbed her head up and down on my shaft and I was hard within minutes. Before I had gotten too close, she pulled off of me. “I don’t want to give you blue balls or anything, and…I don’t normally do this, but you’re…exceptional. I promise I’ll finish what I started.”
I nodded my head and she made it quick, but blissfully painful. It actually felt good. Before I knew it, she was done. “I’d suggest that you keep your pants off for now so you don’t irritate it. Now what else would you like pierced?” she said. “I want the left ear, right eyebrow, left side of my bottom lip, my tongue, and my left ear cartilage,” I said. “Interesting choices…” She got to work without another word, but plenty of smiling. She put in a two-pronged half-hoop in my eyebrow, a hoop in my lip, and a bar through my cartilage, and a silver skull in my tongue. Those hurt like a bitch and anyone who says they don’t is LYING TO YOU!!! I requested a rather special earring for my left ear lobe. She put a stud in my ear that has a tiny chain with a gothic-style cross like the one below hanging from said chain:
“I like the way you’ve turned out,” Jenny said, stepping back to look at me once we’d finished, “now, I believe I have a promise to keep, sugar.” Then she got down on her knees and began to rub my shaft between her breasts. I stared down at her, breathing heavier and loving every minute of it. She began alternating her breasts back and forth and hard. I felt that familiar tightening when she dropped her breasts and took me into her mouth, sucking hard. I started involuntarily thrusting myself into her mouth and I felt her smile around me. I looked her in the eyes and she nodded her head, looking back up at me. I came, painting the back of her throat white and she pulled back, but sucking hard to get every drop off of me.
She licked her lips and smiled, standing up. “Delicious…abnormally delicious… Come back in a few weeks so I can check up on it, will you? I like to know how the sensitive piercings turn out. The lip, too. They get infected easily…” she said. Then she took out a pen, takes my hand in hers and writes down her cell phone number on my palm. “Call me some time. Even if it’s just as friends, and I’m not above having some random fun. For you, any time,” she said. I kissed her lips. “I will,” I said and winked at her.
We walked out of the back room and I displayed Jenny’s work…all but one, of course. “Niiice,” I heard my sister say, holding a brown paper bag in her hand and already paying the guy at the desk. “Sexy,” Alice said, winking at me. I grinned, proud of my new body jewelry and hugged my sister from behind. She reached back in an attempt to hug me back and I kissed her shoulder. “Thanks, Emma,” I said. She smiled and blushed. “It’s the last I can do for making you think I hated you these past years. I really didn’t mean to make you think that…” she said, her voice wavering. I put my hand on her thigh and smiled. “It’s okay…” I said. “No, it’s not! I gave you hell about everything for so many years… I feel so bad about it… OH! I almost forgot!” She pulled out a box from her bag. “To replace your old necklace…” she said, pulling out a gothic pentagram pendant necklace from the box and put it around my neck. I was so touched. “Thank you, Emma…” was all I could say as I hugged her as tight as I could.
We were driving along a back road that went through a forest. “Stop and pull over, Emma,” I said. She was crying and I couldn’t stand the sight. Emma pulled over and I lifted up the center console so I could sit closer to her. “Look. I was a prick too. I didn’t like fighting with you either, and I took that out on you. We’re both at fault here,” I said, quickly pulling her into my lap.
I kissed her neck, hoping to calm her down as she buried her head in my chest. I rubbed her back and held her close. “Emma… I love you. Not just because of the sex. Not just because you bought me this new wardrobe. I love you because I’ve always loved you. You’re my sister and I…I always wanted to have a better relationship with you.” At that, she crushed her lips to mine and I gripped her ass in my hands on impulse. Then I got a crazy idea. I opened the door and climbed out, bringing my now horny sister with me. “Wh-wh-what are you doing?” she said nervously as a car passed by and I led her over to the side where her car was between us and the road. I said nothing as I pulled down her panties and I smiled as I saw my cum from earlier drip out of her. “I…I’m a naughty girl, Lee. I…I want you s-so bad it should be criminal…” she stuttered cutely.
I pulled down my pants and pushed into her. She cried out and braced herself against the car. I pushed in hard and deep, reaching into her shirt and grabbing her breasts. My fingers sunk into her breasts and she cried out even louder. I pulled her shirt all the way off and her bra as well. “Lee! D-don’t let me cum! Not yet!” she cried out for the world to hear. I slowed down to a tedious pace, pulling all the way out and then pushing very slowly all the way in. I then ground our pelvises together and pull back out. “Ooooohhh, I love it when you torture me…” she whispered, and I went slower and slower. She began to whimper and squeak, her body squeezing down tight on me harder as I thrust.
“Oh… God… Lee… Harder… I can’t take it any longer…” she whimpered. I began hammering myself into her, jolting her body and the car shook a little. I slapped her ass and took her nipples between my fingers and pinched. “Jesus!” she screamed, “Please, Lee! Make me cum!” I lifted her leg up sideways and propped her leg up onto the car trunk and plunged myself deeper, but I slowed down. “Wh-why? Don’t slow down, go harder, please!” I slowed down more as she thrust her hips backward at me. “C’mon, please? You’re making me desperate!”
I slowed down for a whole five minutes, rhythmically pumping into her. My sweet sister began to cry. “P-please, Lee… I need to cum… Please…” she whimpered, and that was what I wanted to hear. Suddenly I began to pump her and pound her harder than I have ever pounded her. I pinched her nipples and went deeper than ever, and my sister’s body squeezed me harder than ever and I felt her body spasm in my arms, her hips bucking hard against mine as she came. This feeling of my sister in my arms like this sent me over the edge and I came, harder than I ever had, my sister cried out in ecstasy as I pulled her hair back and kissed her exposed neck.
We left our clothes on the ground and climbed into the back seat, holding her in my arms, breathing heavily, completely satisfied and totally spent. “I love you so much, Lee…” she cooed. “I love you too, Emma…”We must have laid there for at least an hour, recuperating.
“Do you understand now? I don’t care about the past anymore… at least not about the past concerning you. We have a good relationship now and that’s what I wanted concerning you. A relationship where we aren’t fighting or anything like it…” I said. “I understand now… Nobody who had not forgiven me could take care of me so well…” she breathed. Then she sat up and we got dressed to go home. She left her panties off, however, so I put my hand between her legs and rubbed her the whole way home and she came as she pulled into the drive. “Oh, God damn…” she breathed as she got out of the car. We went inside and took a shower together and then sat on the couch to watch TV for the rest of the night.
About a week passed by and my sister and I kept going on with our new life. One day, we got a call from Alice. Emma put it on speaker. “Hey, you guys wanna hang? Emilia and I are playing pool at the Lucky Eight and we know how Lee loves pool,” she said. “Okay, we’ll be right over,” she said, seeing the excited look on my face. As she hung up the phone she smiled at me and gave me a weird look. “So my plan is working, huh?” she said, then seeing my confused look, she explained. “I’m actually trying to set you up with Alice. She likes a guy with style, and that’s why I jabbed you in the ribs when you tried to give it away that I helped you,” she said as we both got dressed. I grabbed my custom titanium pool cue from Cutec and we were off.
When we arrived at the pool hall I was greeted with Alice flying into my arms. “Hey there, cutie! I’m glad you could make it! I missed you,” she said. Then she took me by the arm and dragged me over to the pool table they were sitting at. There was a guy standing at the table, holding a Cutec pool cue as well. “Lee, can you help us? This guy wants to take over the table and won’t leave us alone,” Emilia said. I smiled. Pool is my specialty. “Alright, let’s make a deal,” I said, looking to the guy, “We play for the table. Loser walks away,” I said. He nods and sets up the rack, then waits for me to make the shot. “Uhh, you should go first man. I want it to be fair, and if I break, you’ll never get a shot at all,” I said.
I wasn’t lying. He took the first shot, calling me a “cocky little shit” under his breath and he broke. He shot the 9, with a perfect set up for the 10, but screwed up the set up for the 13. I stepped up to the table, screwing my cue together and putting chalk on the tip. I pulled my Scorpion cue glove on my left hand and smiled. “This might as well be over,” I muttered, just to myself. I hit every ball into the pocket in this order as everyone’s jaws dropped a little bit lower: 2, 4, 3, 5, 1, 6, 7, and finally the 8. I stepped away from the table and looked at him. “It’s not cocky. It’s skill. I almost never miss,” I said as the girls walk up next to me and take my arms, making me look like a pimp. “Now, do you think it’s worth it to go for 2 out of 3?”
He shook his head and put out his hand. “Good game, kid,” he said. I shook his hand and he walked away. I turned back to the girls and Alice was looking at me hungrily for a second, and then quickly hid the look behind a normal smile. “That was epic, bro. I never knew you could play so well!” Emma said, hugging me and handing me a glass of what I thought was coke until Alice whispered in my ear, “There’s some Jack in it, but don’t tell anyone.” I took a sip and walked over to the table to do some quick maintenance to my cue, seeing as I hadn’t used it in so long.
For the next 3 hours we laughed and played pool. I had to defend the table a couple times but I enjoyed myself. I felt a gaze on my butt from Alice’s direction every time I bent over for a shot. Of course, I was going easy on them, because if I didn’t it wouldn’t be fun for anyone.
I’d had about 4 drinks, feeling a little tipsy, when the door opened and my sister gasped. “Girls, get ready to try and hold him back…” I heard my sister say. I looked to see who’d come through the door and my blood instantly boiled and I felt it rushing through my veins so fast I was almost vibrating. I saw red as I started to lunge, for he had seen me and started walking toward us. I felt the girls grab me and hold me back. I also felt the strong grip of a guy and I looked to see another of Emma’s friends (David) who was a bouncer.
“Whoa Rambo, I have a proposition for you. We’ll settle this in a fair way,” Daniel said as Amanda stood behind him. I settled down a bit and looked at the girls and David and nodded and they let go. “What kind of deal?” I asked. “Simple. We pit it all on a game of pool. If I win, we walk away from this peacefully and never even acknowledge each other again… If you win, you get to take out all your anger on me first, and then we walk away. Agreeable?” he said. “Yeah. Let’s shake on it,” I held out my hand and he shook it.
I racked the balls as Daniel picked out a house cue. I picked up my own cue and stood waiting for him to break. He lined up his shot and got the 1 ball in. then he put in the 3, the 5 but missed the 6. I stepped up to the table and hit in the 9, 11, 14, 15, then missed the 10, now feeling the effects of the Jack and Coke. I stepped back as Daniel lined up his next shot. “Hold on, Danny,” Amanda said, walking over to him, her face had a slight red mark on the left cheek and she kissed Daniel on the lips, no doubt trying to distract me and motivate him.
He lined up his shot again and hit in the 7, 4 and the 6, but missed the 2. I stepped up to the table and Alice and Emilia walk up to me and kiss me on the cheeks. As the retreated to the stools they sat on, I lined up my shot, and hit in the10, and 12, but missed the 13. Daniel then hit in the 2, but missed the 8. I stepped up, the liquor wearing off a tiny bit, and shot in the 13 and then finally the 8. It was over and I had won.
“Alright, Lee. It’s your win, so have at it,” he said. “I want you to fight back. It’s no fun if you just sit there like last time,” I said. He sighed, but said “alright.” He took a swing at me and I leaned back to avoid it, then swiveled around to kick out his knees from under him and swung my heel at his chest, knocking him onto his back. “Get up, I’ve seen you do better than that,” I told him. He stood up and swung his foot at my head, jumping into the air at me. His foot collided with my head and I fell, but quickly rolled to my feet and then caught his shin in my hand before he landed. I pulled is leg from under him, forcing him into a split. He cried out and I jumped on top of him and let out all the rage I’d had built up inside.
By the time I was done with him his nose was bloody and definitely broken. My knuckles were bruised as I got up and walked away. Slowly, Daniel got up as well. Suddenly, Alice walked up to me wearing a ruby red lipstick that wasn’t there before, and kissed my neck in such a way that my knees almost turned to jelly. I saw Amanda’s jaw drop and her eyes tear up before I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation.
When Alice was finished she pulled away and kissed my lips, but most of the lipstick felt like it was gone. In a mirror on the wall I saw that there was now a lip mark on my neck. I grabbed Alice’s ass as I kissed her back and Amanda ran out in tears, Daniel close behind her. “Men’s restroom. Now,” she whispered, and I lifted her into my arms and carried her into the single-occupant restroom, her legs wrapping tightly around me.
She dropped to her knees, undoing my pants before her knees even hit the floor. “I’ve wanted this ever since I saw Emma walking out of the changing room in the mall looking so satisfied…” she said. I groaned as she wrapped her lips around my cock and played with the head of my cock with her tongue. I could feel the piercing on her tongue… she suddenly took the whole of my cock into her mouth and I could feel myself go down her throat. She made a swallowing action and I could tell I was getting close. She then backed off and slid her panties down from under her dress and pulled the lacing from the front of her dress corset and it opened to reveal her beautiful breasts with small, sexy, pink nipples and I attacked her nipples with my tongue, flicking them with the skull as she moaned and squirmed.
I slid my hand between her legs and felt her juices dripping down her legs. “Please…” she pleaded, and I bent down and put my mouth to her hot wetness. With effort, given the angle, I lifted her up like that, pushing my tongue into her as her head brushed the ceiling. “Oh, shit!” she cried as I pushed my tongue deeper, the skull on my tongue rubbing herd on her G-spot as I unbuttoned my shirt and it hit the floor.
Her legs wrapped tightly around my head as I moved my tongue furiously, pressing my face to her as I moaned into her, causing vibrations through her body. “Ooooohhhhh! I’m going to cum!” she cried, tangling her fingers in my hair. I began rubbing the skull in my tongue against her insides furiously and she cried out as her body began to tremble.
I let her down, but she sat on the toilet and spread her legs wide. “Take me baby, I’m all yours,” she whispered and I pushed into her. She watched as I entered her tight body and her cheeks turned red. “Sorry I’m not a virgin like your sister, but I’ve only done this once…” she said and I smiled as I pushed in balls-deep. “Mmmm… Be gentle at first, please…” she moaned, breathing heavily and I began to move slowly, leaning forward to capture her lips with mine. She kissed me like her life depended on it, her tongue dancing with mine and I picked up the pace with my thrusts.
“Oh…damn…b-big…” she choked out as I picked up the pace even more and her breasts started to jiggle. She dug her nails into my back and I bit into her neck softly. At that, she cried out and came, her body shaking as her hips bucked against mine. I went harder and faster, reaching deeper, holding her hips in my hands. I pulled on the skin between my teeth and sucked on her neck.
Then I had an idea. I picked her up and put her so she was bending over in front of me and bracing her hands against the wall and her hips above the toilet and I pushed into her hard. “OH! Jeez, right on my sensitive-OH!” she cried, as I pushed myself faster and harder into her body, aiming for her g-spot. I pushed into her harder and harder with every thrust, her body jolting with every movement and she put her head down, trying to hold back her orgasm. I was getting close and I told her so. “Do it. Do it honey, I’m on the pill…” she whimpered, and I could hear the strain in her voice as she was trying to hold back. I pulled her so her back was against my chest and whispered into her ear, “You’re trying not to cum, aren’t you?” She nodded weakly and moaned, “Mhm…” and I smiled. “Then let’s cum together. I’m cumming now…”
I turned her around to face me and she wrapped her legs around my waist. When we came together, both our bodies shook from it. The scream that issued from her mouth told me it was as earth-shattering for her as it was for me. I held her in my arms as she wrapped her arms around my neck as we came. “Ohhh, damn…” she whispered, her voice a little shaky. She sighed, still breathing heavily, “You… are… one…Hell…of a… lover…”
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