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After finally confronting my husband James about his affair with a 12 yr old girl we had reached a pact.

Fantasy

Seducing Silvio

This is a real daydream I had about a friend of mine while we were hanging out one day; I told him about it, but not the details. I wrote it down both so that he could read it, and so that I wouldn’t forget it. Enjoy and feel free to critique, as always… constructive will be appreciated, and stupid ignored. =P

Fantasy

Harry Potter Loves You Part 6

Part 6: Ginny moves in
Ginny woke aching, a glorious aftermath aching of the magnificent sex she and her loves had last night, well into early this morning, before she fell asleep with Hermione, her future wife and between them, Harry her future husband ‘mmmm I wanted him for so long’, He presently loving Hermione, rather nicely, .
Ginny starts getting wet as She remembers snuggling up to him, his kisses as she dropped off to sleep earlier. Harry seeing her awake, says between breathes “Good morning my love, sleep well” Hermione moans “morning Ginny, ooohhh Yes”. no longer having to stay quiet.
Ginny rolls over tenderly and kisses both “Good morning my loves, yes I did… do you two always start the morning like this?”
“Yes” they answer in unionson.
And then Hermione screams in pleasure “OOH Fuck me Harry… YES,yes,my love, yes… Oh GOD Yesssss!” as she has her fourth orgasm this morning, pushing Harry over, he spills his seed deep into his love’s womb, filling her to excess.
Ginny feels herself getting wetter. ‘Goddess I love them‘.
He lays on top of Hermione kissing softly as they slowly calm down. Slowly Harry withdraw from Hermione and moves towards Ginny “and now you, my love” pushing on her back and kisses her as he moves over her. Hermione rolls next them and nudges Harry to join in a three-way kiss. Ginny moans. Harry surrender Ginny’s lips to Hermione’s, so he can move down Ginny’s body, kissing her skin everywhere as he goes. Ginny gasps onto Hermione’s mouth as Harry attacks an erect nipple with tongue and lips. ’Oh Goddess that feels good’. He moves to the other nipple and nibbles, her back arches in soreness and she has her first orgasm of the new day. He continues his way south and arrives at her treasure, kisses her hard clit, she flinches, Harry understood and softly ever so softly begins licking and kissing her flower, then he pushes his tongue inside her as she comes again, she moves to wrap her legs around Harry, but her hips screams ‘No’, the pleasure of cumming and the pain of her soreness, ‘oh the sweet pain’
Harry moves up away from her slightly, gently lays his hand on her mound and slips his finger inside her and does that healing spell of his, she sighs, then he moved up and places the tip of his hard cock on her extremely wet opening and slowly enters her, “OH Goddess YES Love me Harry, my love“.
Hermione kissing them both as Harry gives Ginny three more orgasms before he fills her with his sperm.
“Shower” Harry says, the water comes on and suddenly they are there, oh the hot water encapsulating them. Harry still inside her holding her up. Hermione beside them. The ladies broke the kiss and Ginny kisses Harry and reluctantly asks softly to be put down, Harry bends his knees lowers them both, her feet touch the shower floor and he slides out of her once again well loved vigina. ’Mmmm’ the hot water eases her frame.
Harry turns, kisses Hermione and picks up the soap. turning back to Ginny his member slides across the stomach. Ginny realizing Harry is still hard asks “Does that thing ever go down” Hermione giggles, she had ask the same just the other day.
Harry replies “Not around you two”.
Both ladies giggling kisses Harry one after the other, several times, Finally Ginny groans “Damn I wish we could do this all day, but I have things to do, I got that thing at work”.
Hermione adds quickly “ we’re going too, after work we’ll take in a show, maybe a dance, something, not sure, but first we need to go by Gringotts, ok.. Harry wash me… please” Harry grins
“Me too” Ginny asks.
“of course my loves”
“What… Hermione Granger Potter not sure of something” earning him a slap on the shoulder. The girls giggle, their breast wiggling, Harry starts rising “none of that out Mister, now finish your cleaning, we got to go”.
After cleaning his ladies and them cleaning him. Ginny washing his back, Hermione takes care of Harry’s new big problem. She doesn’t swallow as he finishes in her mouth. Harry watches in awe as she pulls Ginny to her and kisses her, opening her mouth to her open mouth, proceeds to share Harry’s offering. His cock starts getting hard again. They both savior him then swallowed and kiss again then kiss Harry.
They hear Harry says softly “For the last two years I knew, I was the most loved man ever.. Today I‘m twice as loved ”
A tear forms in both Hermione and Ginny eye. ‘Finally’ thinks Hermione
“I love you Hermione” and he kisses her
“I love you Harry”
“I love you Ginny” he kisses her
“I love you Harry”
“I love you Hermione” Ginny turns to her
“and I love you Ginny” and they kiss.
Harry interrupts their kiss “I’m starved, Dob…” Hermione slaps his shoulder again “Leave them alone, their not back yet”
Dobby and Winky appears “Wess back mistress Hermione Potter ”
“Oh, huh, well ok Breakfast please … oh Dobby, Winky, Ginny will be moving in, we’re getting married”
“Oh yes mistress Hermione Potter, welcome misses Ginny Wheezy to The House of Potter, wess happy Mas.. Mister Harry Potter sir has two misess now
Ginny smiles and choke a bit ‘House of Potter’
“misses Ginny Wheezy, will yous nees Dobby to get yous things ”
“Oh, would you, thank you Dobby that’s sweet”
And elves disappeared.
They dry each other, As Harry and Hermione go to their closets and grab some clothes Hermione says “don’t think mine will fit you right”
Ginny answers “no bother” picks up her dress, pulls out a small red bag and enlarges it and takes out a clean set of clothes. “hoped I’d be spending the night, wanted to, huh didn‘t know I’d be getting engaged though, I’m so happy, I Did, I love you both”
“And we love…
you Ginny” Hermione starts, Harry finishes. Ginny groan “taking lessons from the twins” they laugh..
As they dressed Ginny whimpered a little, Harry ask if she wanted him to ease the pain,
“No… no Harry I earned this soreness and will always cherish my first morning being Harry and Hermione Potter’s fiancée, Thank You but no“.
“Well if you change your mind”
“You’ll be the second to know Harry”
Winky pops in “Breakfast ready, mistress Hermione Potter, eat here or down”
“Breakfast nook Winky, thank you, we need to get Harry out of the bedroom for awhile“, She giggles like a little school girl, Harry rolls his eyes.
“True oh so true” Ginny giggling too, she takes Harry‘s arm, Hermione takes his other arm and they head towards the stairs, during the first step down Harry feels Ginny finch, and apparate them to the nook.
After a wonderful breakfast, Winky went all out, there were eggs done in five different styles, bacon, pancakes, strawberries, sausage, ham and turkey slices, bagels, kippers, orange and mango slices, Grapes, melons, peaches, cheese slices, Cheese and Blueberry Danishes, toast, orange juice, milk, coffee and tea, honey and cream.
They joked, talked, fed each other and laughed like school kids again, remembering the good times during their school days. Ron’s name was never mentioned, although Ginny almost did once.
As they ate Dobby pops back in “Misses Ginny Wheezy, yous clothes are ins the threes closet, yous furtur and thingss ins oher bedsrom, wess clean yos flat latr”
“Thank you Dobby, Thank you very much”
and he pops away
“Wow nice to have an house elf, no Hermione I won’t abuse him or Winky”
“I know… it’s ok.”
“well lets go then”
“Dobby”
“Yes mister Harry Potter sir”
“Dobby we’re going be out most of the day and most likely eat out tonight”
“Yes mister Harry Potter sir” and disappears.
“Ladies” and out they go and apparate to the Leaky Caldron.
As they enter the Caldron “Hello Tom, how are you”
“ Harry, Mrs. Potter, Miss Weasley, Just fine and you alls”
“It Hermione, Tom”
“of course Hermione”
“Not for long” Ginny said quickly and kisses Harry, then Hermione.
“Huh… oh taking a second wife Harry, are ye?”
“Yes, we are Tom, we should be back later to eat, what for supper?”.
“and after I get used to being Mrs. Potter it’s Ginny”
“ Of course, Roasted Duck in a wine sauce and..”
“We’ll be back, right Ladies?” they nod. “Catch you later” Harry enjoys their Roasted Duck.
Thru the arch to Diagon Alley, they got arm in arm. You could feel the happiness radiating off the trio, as they head to Gringotts.
Tom smiles “bout time, milord”
The trio walk into Gringotts and up to the counter, the goblin looks up and smiles “Hello Lord Potter, Lady Potter, Miss Weasley, what can we to for you today”
“Hello Griphook, nice to see you again, we’d like to visit the Potter vault”
“Yes sir Lord. Potter, right away, sir, which one sir, the main Potter vault, sir ” Harry nods, the goblin motions someone over, then hops down come around the corner and says “This way.
After the wild ride. as Harry opens the vault he says, “be it known Hermione Jean Potter and Ginevra Molly Wheasly the soon to be Ginevra Molly Granger Potter has complete access to all my vaults“. A white flash travel thru the tunnel and in they went.
Hermione and Ginny eyes nearly bug out at the stacks of Galleons, Sickles, Knuts and gold bars. The room was huge, three time the size of the Great Hall at Hogwarts
“My God Harry I knew you were rich, but…” Hermione gasps
“Goddess” a stunned Ginny says.
“How much Harry?”
“Not sure, but enough I guess, come on now… oh it‘s not I am, it’s we are”
They walk pass stack upon stacks, row after rows of gold, then boxes of gems, around the walls are paintings and artifacts and file cabinets. shelves of manuscripts, they arrive to a section of display cases, which are filled with all sort of jewelry: rings, bracelets, necklaces, chokers, ear rings, brooches, and watches and whatever. Harry found the tray he was looking for, picks out two rings, slide one into his pocket and turns to Ginny;
Harry drops to one knee.
“Ginny to make this official, Ginevra Molly Wheasly will you marry me, huh us?”
“Yes, you know I will, for ever and ever”
Harry places the engagement ring on her third finger, it sizes itself.
“It’s Gorgeous Harry, I love you, both ”
Hermione kisses Ginny “I love you, Darn he only proposed to me once”
Harry raises up and kisses Ginny then Hermione. “I’ll propose to you daily if you wish my love“ he drops to a knee in front of Hermione,
“Trying to get in my knickers are yo…..” That’s when Hermione saw them.
“ Books! Harry.. books!” and off she ran.
“Damn we’ll never get her out of here now, you know” Harry moans
Ginny snickers, “well it’s your fault, you should have brought her here before now”
“I know, just haven’t.. taking the time”
Ginny steps close to Harry “Couldn’t get out of bed be more like it, Well she’s busy and I’m official engaged now, but too sore for that, so Mr. Potter ” and she begin unbuckling Harry’s belt, unzips his pants and pulls them and his boxers down, slowly drops to her knees and takes Harry into her mouth.
When Harry moans his discharge, Hermione looks over and smiles “oh get a room”
Ginny chokes on Harry offering, but keeps it and him in her mouth as he finishes. Ginny swallows, cleans Harry, then heads over to Hermione “Oh you’re so going get it”
“Hope to” Both ladies laugh.
Harry redresses and walks to his lovers.
“Harry these books are priceless, there’s some here that have been lost for centuries, I‘ve only read about them…”
“ We need to go, so Ginny’s can get to Holyhead, put the books down, my love, we will come back later, we’ll plan a whole day in here, a week, a month, a year if you wish. I haven’t seen it all, yet.”
“Harry can I take this one?”
“Yes, my love take them all if you wish after all their yours too, just we need to go, for now”
“Ok and this one and”
“Hermione… two, lets go”
Ginny was grinning, the look on Hermione’s face was precious, she looked like a little kid who couldn‘t go play with the other kids.
“oh poo” she said as Harry pulled her towards the main door, she clutching two books to her chest. He kissed her nose and she brighten up.
“Tomorrow??”
“We’ll see, yes my love if we can”
Hermione beamed. Ginny and Harry just shook their heads.
Then what Harry said caught “MINE!!! You said their mine too”
“Yes my love, of course their yours, everything I own is your’s and Ginny’s.. ours”
She turned to go back griping Harry‘s hand “ come with me Harry I‘m…”.
“Hermione, my love, Ginny thing… we need to go to Holyhead”
“Oh Holyhead… right.. Ok.. We needed to go… Ginny.. Yes… Damn… Mr. Potter I’m going to fuck you so hard tonight”
And he kissed her ”Good now lets go” Ginny was just laughing so hard, but holding it in turned total red,
They left Gringotts went to the nearest public floo and flooed to the Holyhead Floo Station.
It turned out to be a sort of hands on training, expo thing for kids, the P.R. Department thought it up for publicity, there were press and newsreels present.
Needless to say the kids had a great time, especially when Ginny pulled Harry and Hermione on the field, the cameras went crazy. Harry and Ginny took every kid there on a trill ride as if chasing a snitch. Hermione flew them as a chaser The whole team signed autographs. Harry bought enough jerseys for every kid there, the team then signed them. He had magical pictures taken with each child also, and the team players. Harry insisted that Ginny and Hermione be in every child’s picture he was in. Harry loved it, you could see it in his face, he loved helping them, just being with the kids. Hermione was almost in tears, that ecstatic face of her husband, told it all .
A reporter who had interviewed Harry before, ask if was it due to his marriage to Hermione, that he seem so much happier than he remembered, Harry’s answer was “Yes, I finally have a family of my own, a family full of love I might add, and hope to help it grow.” he looked at Hermione, then Ginny.
He added “Also I love being around the kids, helping them, There’s nothing more precious than the joy in a truly happy child eyes, look you can see the sparkle, if not your just plain dead inside. When ever I see that sparkle, my heart warms. I know all the pain I’ve ever suffered, will totally vanish, when I see that look in my own child eyes”
Ginny, Hermione and several women standing behind Harry heard the whole interview, there was a general sigh, tears in every female eyes. Hermione was told how lucky she was, Ginny and Hermione turned to each other “He’ll do, we got a keeper” at the same time, then hugged each other.
Afterwards back to the Leaky Caldron, they ate, The butterbeer, roast duck and conversation was great. While they were eating Ginny remembered she needed to contact Steve Andrew, “we were to have a date tonight, but not how“. She called his floo address, it responded and stuck her head in
“Steve” and saw him kissing a well built blonde.
“Oh hi Ginny, tried to call you earlier, you weren’t home or something”
“Steve I was calling to tell our date tonight is off and this Saturday too, I got engaged last night to my first loves.”
“That’s Great Ginny, oh this is Sally, Sally Bentson”
“Sally” Ginny smiled.
Sally said “Congratulations whose the lucky bloke”
“ Harry, got to go, bye” and she left
Sally said “pretty girl, guess that went well, Harry who?”
Steve shrugged “well I’m happy for her she a great gal, now where were we” they kissed.
“Do you think there’s really a Harry or was she just trying to let you off the hook”
Steve only shrugged and kissed Sally again, “spend the night”
“Never thought you’d ask” and kissed him
Back at the table Ginny walked up, Hermione ask “everything ok”
“Yeah, he had a girl with him, said he tried to floo-call me to cancel our date, go figure”
The Daily Prophet next day:
Harry Potter Flys Kids.
Lord Harry James Potter, the wizard who defeated Voldemort, unexpectedly show-up at the Holyhead Harpies’ Quidditch Youth Day Program yesterday.
The red-haired fantasy of many men and boys alike, Seeker Ms Ginevra ‘Ginny’ Weasley, who turns out be a old school mate of his, pulled Lord Potter and the beautiful Lady Hermione Potter, another old school mate, out on to the field. Surprising everyone, for pictures and autographs. Lord Potter bought a jersey for each child in attendance, and had photos taken with all .
Harry Potter was, a Top-ranking Seeker at school, The Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Poised for photos, more for the kids than the press, I have to add. It looked like a thunder storm with all the flashes from cameras. Lord Potter who seems to shy away from the press normally, stood out proud yesterday.
Then Harry and Hermione Potter hopped on a couple of brooms and with Miss Ginny Weasley, gave rides to all children there. Mr. Potter was the Seeker and Miss Weasley who, a year behind Harry and Hermione Potter, was a Chaser and back-up Seeker for Gryffindor House, then took over as Seeker when Mr. Potter left school.
Although also in Gryffindor, Hermione Potter nee Granger did not play Quidditch, surprisingly turned out to be, not a bad flier, chaser status. During her stay at Hogwarts she was, according to sources, deem ‘The Brightest Witch of our Time‘ and assisted Mr. Potter in the defeat of Voldemort, fighting along side him in several battles over the years, including the finally one. She is a beautiful, but powerful witch.
This reporter in a private talk with Harry Potter ask about his being so happy visiting with these kids, was told:
There’s nothing more precious than the joy in a truly happy child eyes, look you can see the sparkle, if not you’re just plain dead inside. When ever I see that sparkle, my heart warms. I know all the pain I’ve ever suffered, will totally vanish, when I see that look in my own child eyes –
He also said He finally had a family of his own, a Family full of love, which he planned to help grow.
Mrs. Potter said Harry and her were the happiest they ever been and planned to start increasing their family soon.
All in all every one had a wonderful time and I expects a time the kids will never forget. I know I for one now have a different respect for Mr. Potter.
See pictures pages 2,3,6,8&14..
Next morning as Sally read the Prophet, with a tear in her eye “Steve I think I know who Harry is!”
“Harry who, oh Ginny’s Harry…” she show him the paper “ Bloody Hell”
“Isn’t he married already?”
“ Yeah, according to this that’s Hermione Potter hugging Ginny… what, engaged to Potter maybe, Harry bloody Potter, looks like he going to take a second wife”
“Luck girl” Sally said, then kissed him, “did you sleep with her?”
“No, just when out a few times, but I was hoping to this weekend though, heard she‘s a firecracker in bed”
That evening Seeker, Steven Katzmann for the Cannons walked into the bar, seeing Ron, nursing a drink, approached him. Time to razz him some more.
“Hey Ron, I see where ol’ Hermione has stepped up in the world, and looking good too… You really fucked up, mate. Is that’s your sister, nice, she available, maybe you could introduce me…“
“Yeah that’s Ginny” as he looked at the picture.
“Thought you said you play for Gryffindor with Potter”
“Yea I was their best Keeper”
“Mate, your not even mention”
“Harry owns the paper…”
Another teammate Wayne Smoote, reading The Witches Secret, the gossip rag Rita works for, said “Ron you’re an idiot, Hermione is one good looking bird, nice ass and that Ginny, damn looks good too, and according to these pictures, looks like ol’ Harry maybe shagging them both, the way their hugging and all… Hell I wouldn’t mind getting some of that”
“ Huh, let me see…” he stared at the pictures, then his brain caught up
“What do you mean you want some of that, that’s my sister, and my girl?” and Ron belted him. Wayne fell over a table breaking it, the barkeeper placed Ron in a body bind and called Mrs. Phillips.
Ron drew another month suspension, filed and had to pay for damages. And warn “don’t do it again”
Ron stewing about the pictures and that prat Wayne remarks, stopped and bought a copy of The Witches Secret and a butterbeer.
After staring at the rag-paper for an hour or so, the pictures did look like, there was more than friendship and Rita’s story, hinted of some underline activities. He decided he needed to tell Ginny , “she needs to leave the poof, Potter alone, all he‘s trying to do, is look like a stud instead of the fairy he is“.
Instead of finding her at her flat, he found she had moved, no forwarding address, except the post-box service for witches and wizards under fidious.
He bought a bottle of firewhiskey, back to his flat raging. That glory-seeking bastard, took my Hermione and now he’s shagging Ginny too. The fucker gets everything.
After half the bottle was gone he got a brilliant idea “bet mum don’t know Ginny’s moved in with Harry, Shagging him“.
He floo-called her, “Molly Weasley”.
Shortly her head stuck out “ oh hi Ron, you look dreadful, what is it?”
‘Damn he’s even turned her against him, well I’ll fix that too‘. ”Mum, I heard rumor that and according to the papers… Harry maybe shagging Ginny”
“Harry married to Hermione, you know that, he’d never do anything like yo…”
“I went by Ginny’s flat and she moved out, it empty, and the paper says…”
“Moved, what, you must be mistaken, went to the wrong flat, anyone can tell you’ve been drinking… You need to sober up.. And if you going to gossip about your sister and Harry… I’ve got to go” and she did.
Ron smiled ‘ah the plot thickens’, then started laughing “mum going to kill him“, ‘then that bitch Hermione will try to crawl back to me, maybe I’ll make her lick my arse clean after I go to the loo’. Finished off the bottle and passed out smiling to himself.
Molly floo-called Ginny’s flat and got no answer, She may be out and tried later, still no answer. After the third time she thought she’d call Hermione and see if she had heard from Ginny.
Just before she called, Ginny needing to used the loo, Hermione on the one in the master bedroom, she went to Hermione’s room.
Molly threw in her floo power and said “Godric Hollow upstairs” it responded so she stuck her head thru, just in time to see a nude Ginny walk by with spunk running down the inside of her leg. Needless to say, all hell broke loose.
“MOM” Ginny screamed
“GINEVRA MOLLY WEASLEY, WHAT are you doing at Harry’s and like tha, IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS on your leg, open this floo immediately” Before Ginny say anything else.
Hearing the scream Harry came running, wand in hand with his flaccid cock a swinging.
Molly went ballistic and started raving. Then a equally nude Hermione ran in, but carrying three robes and Molly went full force. “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON YOU”RE ALL STARKERS AND and…”
Harry open the floo, pulled Molly thru, his voice Boom “MOLLY SHUT THE HELL UP… and LISTEN to Ginny for one Damn minute” he grabbed a robe and put it on.
Every froze… Harry did what???
Ginny looking at Harry gathered herself started “ huh Mum it’s ok”
“OK, how can it be ok, your shagging him, he‘s a married man and you Hermione I never..”
“MUM I’m old enough to do as I please with who I please and besides Harry and Hermione ask me to marry them and I said Yes”
“Don’t tell your ol… They what?… marry did you say marry?”
“Yes mum I’m going to be Mrs. Ginevra Molly Granger Potter,” she smiled “we haven’t had time to tell you, Sorry”
Harry added quickly,“ Sorry Molly, mum huh, Mrs. Weasley, it’s my fault I was going to ask for Ginny’s hand, I, we were going to invite you and Arthur over for a Friday night for supper, huh engagement party. I was going to then”
“Harry you should have waited till your wedding night” her voice could cut steel, visualizing the spunk on Ginny‘s thigh.
“Mum I haven’t been a virgin for years, I love Harry and Hermione and they love Me. I‘m going to marry Harry and Hermione and have 5 kids by Harry and there‘s nothing you can do about“.
Molly went from kill mode to super hugs . “ my little girl going to get married” and began crying.
First she hugged Ginny, then Harry then Hermione and back to Ginny. ”Just five?” Molly asked. Ginny finally got her to stop hugging, so she could breath and put on her robe, Hermione already had.
Then Ginny show her mom her engagement ring. Molly wailed and soon all three ladies were crying, Harry slipped back to master bedroom to put on some pants as he heard something about grandkids playing in the yard.
After he slipped on his boxers, he started to walk back in, but stopped when he hearing Molly say “after seeing Harry’s tackle, I’ll say you’re both are very lucky girls, indeed… think he’d like a third” they all busted out laughing.
Harry turned red, and retreated back the master bedroom, called Winky and ask her to bring some refreshment to Hermione’s old room for three and laid down ’only a foolish man would walk in there now’ and nodded off.
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The rise and fall of a boy called Rave part 15

Building something new
Hay, it has been a while.
I think it is about time I covered some of the basics about the structure of the gangs. The where six gangs on the estate the Dead Heads, the Hell Boys, the Bad Dogs, the Dammed Ones, the Burned Stars and the Flesh Eaters. I know the names are a little over the top but it is what we called ourselves. The gangs tags where the initials put together in some way, normally in the gangs colour, but each crew within the gang would change style. The gangs had somewhere between 100 to 200 members each of which about a third where girls, if the Dead heads where all fit and we stripped our corners and streets we could call on around 70 lads. The gangs had the same again in hangers on, girlfriend who hadn’t joined, kids how wanted to join, and the weak who where afraid to join but hung around the edges looking for protection, they also supported a fair number of girls who were used as sex toys, and then you had family members and old boys to take into account. These people where split into crews.
A crew was a group within the gang with its own structure and internal politics, it was ran by a chief and one or two Lts, and was a simple way to organize the larger gang. They numbered between a dozen and 20 members each, if a member earned money though crime he paid it up the chain, and the chief paid it into the gang, but it also worked the other way money came down to the chief from the gang and he paid out a wage. This was so the high cash corner crews like mine subsidised the lower earning ones, you still made more money if you worked in the higher risk parts of the gang but it kept others happy.
Lacy’s crew, now my crew, was a corner crew. We ran a drugs corner, for that you need spotters, runners, tellers, a bank to keep the count and muscle if you want to hold the corner, all in all about 10 lads working at all times you are open. An addict has to spend about £10 a day on his poison of choice a day it keep himself set, depending and quality and availability of product. With a 60/40 split up to the gang the corner make £4 per addict per day. With 10 lads working you need to get close to 100 addicts buying of your corner a day to make it worth the effort, and back then a lad was very happy to earn 40 a day for 4/5 hours work of a night. If you could push it up to around 120 addicts you really started to make money. Luckily the one thing the estate had in spades was addicts, sooner or later they ended up here.
Of course everyone that worked the corner was part of the crew but not everyone that was part of the crew worked the corner. In my case Mike was always part of my crew but you couldn’t have him work a corner or soon all the money and all the drugs would end up in his pocket. The way the gang earned money of Mike was just going to his room once a week and emptying his pockets. You didn’t get things of value all the time because to him a plastic folk given out free at a chippy held the same value as jewels so long as he got to steal them. I took anything that looked valuable, pawned it, took a cut and then gave half back to him and half to the gang. He made quite a bit of cash that way.
Our territory was big enough just to fit 3 drugs crews, with constant fighting over the boards with the Hell Boys and the Bad Dogs, but even so that left more than half the gang with nothing to do. The other crews did anything to make money selling alcohol, cigarettes, pirate CD’s and anything they could steel. The only reason they didn’t do protection, loan sharking and prostitution was the King had his own people doing that on the estate. It was the same with Ecstasy, there were plenty of people that we could sell it to, and it was easy money, but his people sold it in the clubs so we stayed well away. Even so everything we did a small cut went up to him, even if he had nothing to do with it.
No one really grieved Lacy death, to most who loved him he had died long ago when he first picked up the needle and with his finale downward spiral his family was numb.
Taking over Lacy’s crew after his death was not easy, I may have been his Lt, I may have been running it more or less by myself for months, I may have had a reputation that few people could boast of, but I was very, very young to be running a crew let alone one of the valuable corners. Really Eddy wanted to put one of his own men in over me, he didn’t oppose me himself but he had some of his lads do it, they said over the last few weeks I had been unstable, which was true, and I was too young, which was also true, and the was that nasty rumour that I had kill Lacy… not of course that they believe it… but still. I didn’t argue to loudly about that, they may have started the rumour to hurt me but I saw the look of fear in other peoples eyes now and I was happy for them to think I had kill Lacy. I didn’t try and argue the points with them, I only pointed out that it was my right and anyone that wanted to challenge that was more than welcome to try me. I was 6 foot 2 by now and strong, I was trained well, the where only four people in the whole gang I didn’t think I could take, and of them only Littler was in a place to challenge me, and he really didn’t have the brains to run anything.
Eddy had them back off, looking like he had given up was better than looking like he had lost. Still he had sway over half the lads working the corner and they left once it became apparent I had won but I was glad of that. I would have forced them out anyway, I wasn’t having Eddy’s people watching my back, I was going to make a new crew. I shorted myself a little to increase the wage on my corner to attract the people I wanted.
I wanted older siblings, with parents that where trying hard, I wanted people who the money they were being paid mattered, that a few extra pounds would make a world of difference. I want people who would be grateful to me for the small increase in their standard of living, people who would be loyal to me above the gang, I wanted people not touched by the weakness that was slowly infecting the gang. I made it clear that if I caught any of them using, if they took money from Eddy, if they didn’t pull their weight, if they stole anything from me then I would kick them out. I couldn’t get all I wanted in everyone but after a few false starts I built a crew to be proud of, a strong crew.
It wouldn’t have happened, it would have die before it could walk, if I had tried to build it without a gang behind me. We ran short staff, we lost money, I moved people around so much I wasn’t sure who worked for me. Shark circled all the time and all that kept me from going under was my will and a fair amount of violence directed at anyone that opposed me. Within the month my corner, my crew, was strong.
PayDay became my Lt, not for any real skills but because he was dog loyal to me by now. I had a lad called Joel, who went by the Prophet or Profit, depending on if the crowd would get the biblical references, who was way too smart to work a corner but just couldn’t stop running his mouth to people bigger than him so needed protecting from Eddy. There was Paul who went by Gibby, he was so sure that one day he would be a boxer, spent most of his time training. Then came Denise, who wanted so badly to be called The Menace but couldn’t get it to stick, so went by Dee, he had the cutest little 3 year old sister who he would do anything for. My muscle came from Frank the Tank, who lived with his Gran who still called him Francis no matter how much he asked her not to, and a lad called Aaron who went by Aaron because he had that much imagination, he was the oldest of 5 brothers. There was also Kid Willy, Painy, Less and Alex.
Now Alex, who went by Lexi, was an oddity, a gang girl that did real work for a living. Faye was insanely jealous of her just because Lexi got to be part of my world that I wouldn’t let her be more than because she was a threat. Lexi was very attractive, tall with an hourglass figure, her soft femininity was offset by good muscle in her arms, leg and stomach which made her able to go physically with any of the lads. Her face was cute more than beautiful, ocean grey eyes and strait brown hair. Even if I was going to cheat on Faye it really didn’t matter how attractive I found her because she had a real problem with being touched. She would freeze up if you made even accidental contact with her skin, which made it very hard to be friends with her until you understood the no touching rules. Still she was a very good worker.
Once the corner was running properly it amazed me the step up in money from a Lt to chief, I knew they earned more, hell I had seen the money but it wasn’t real to me until I found I had so much in my pocket at the end of the week. This was when I began to wonder how much Bob was making off the gang and if he was making as much as I thought why in hell was he still living here. I poured all my negative emotions into rebuilding the corner, I used my hate and rang to make it strong, and I learned to live with myself again one day at a time. I was not as happy as I was but I learned to put myself in boxes again, and not to stop or look back.
I also had Charlotte to look after, I made her my personal responsibility, I think I used her survival as a way to make up for all the bad things I did. She never told me what Lacy had done to her in those last days, I didn’t ask, but I knew he had been dosing her. I watched her very carefully of signs of addiction, I put the word out that anyone selling to her would find me very upset, but it didn’t seem to have a hold on her. If she had been quite before she was silent now, you where lucky if she would respond to a direct question, but when she did speak it always mattered. Her outlook was dark, now I would call her a Goth but back then I didn’t have a word for it, but really it fitted well with how I was feeling. Amy liked her, but Amy liked anyone who would be her friend without wanting something, Faye really liked her and it was only my strong objection that stopped her from trying to sleep with Charlotte.
The was no question about her running train to join the gang, I wasn’t going to let her, no one was going to touch her. She never became a full member but no one questioned her involvement in my crew, I was as politically powerful within the gang as I ever would be. The gang looked after its own, her mother was being given enough to live off so she didn’t have to work.
In the better place I was in Faye and my relationship got back on track. She acted like none of the bad stuff over the last few weeks had happened and I was happy to let her play pretend. I now told her everything but I still think she zone out the worst bits. Still now when I was close to losing my temper she would be able to tell the same way the other Berserkers could. The sex went back to more or less normal too, being able to put emotion back into the act was one of the best feeling ever.
It happened a little over a week after Lacy death, I was still suspended so had spent most of the day trying like hell to put together a working corner for the night. When I got home after finishing up and I was so tiered, I just wanted to eat something and curl up in bed. The smell of her cooking greeted me at the door, god that girl could cook, my nose pulled me into the kitchen without my brain thinking it. I spent some time just standing in the door way watching her fine arse sway as she worked, tiered as I was the movement of her hips had a vaguely hypnotic effect. I had tried to be affectionate with her but it was a forced act, I had to try.
Now I walked up behind her without thinking and wrapped my arms around her, her body fitted so well into mine, I inhaled deeply the smell of her hair. I know it was mostly shampoo but it was her smell, years later I still look for her when I catch that sent. She moved her head to the side to give me access to her neck, I learned down and kiss her neck. I ran my tongue up her neck to her jaw , she purred deeply as I kiss her cheek. I moved back ever so slightly and nibble her earlobe gently. Her lips parted and she let out a long moan of lust and sexual frustration, it had been weeks since we had had sex and even longer since we had had good sex.
She turned pushing her ample breast into my chest, my hands slipped down her back coming to rest on the curve of her arse. “Welcome back, I have missed you” she whispered to me, looking up at me with those big eyes that could see into my soul. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, the kiss was long and deep, more based on need that love, her tongue met mine passionately, breathing became something for other people as our mouths moved as one. We broke off panting, I looked down at her smiling face, that smile had been in short supply lately, that was my fault and I would do anything to keep it there. I move back down to kiss her and she put her hand to my mouth.
“Not right now silly or the food will burn” she laughed at me “if we do anything more I don’t think I could stop myself from ripping off your clothes right here. So go and set the table, go!” she pushed me off playfully. Dinner was exquisite torture, sitting there trying not to touch her when every part of my body wanted to melt into hers. I wolfed my food down without tasting it but she ate slowly continually glancing at me with an evil grin. My dad knew what was going on and was not going to pass up the chance to mess with me, ask Faye any question he could think of to stretch out the meal. In the end I kicked him under the table to get him to stop.
I grabbed Faye’s hand and pretty much dragged her from the table, she was happy, smiling and laughing for the first time in weeks. My dad made a crack about us having an early night but I wasn’t listening, my whole world had shrunk to Faye. Fuck the corner, fuck the gang, right now she was all that mattered. I knew that I was still me, that in the morning I would still be the vicious, violent thug but for tonight I was going to pretend that I am normal.
The second the door closed I wrapped my arms around her hips and pulled her into me, there was no kissing, no petting, just holding each other tightly, listening to each other breath. I really don’t know how long we stayed like that but it felt good, it was only when I thought about letting go that I noticed I had picked her up of the floor and was holding her into me. I smiled down at her as I put her down on the floor.
“Are you ok with this?” I asked her “I would understand if you didn’t want to… with me.” There was a long silence as she looked deep into my eyes. I could see the love and the lust in her eyes and underneath I could see the fear, the fear I had put there. She loved me but she was scared of me and I hated myself for that, I didn’t want her to fear she was the only person I didn’t want her to fear me. She broke eye contact and leaned in to me.
“I want to” she whispered just loud enough to hear. With that I began to undress her. It was awkward and clumsy to strip, it had always been so easy but now it was like we had no idea of each other’s body, we didn’t move as one anymore. That change the second we where naked, all the knowledge of her came flooding back as our bodies began to move as one again.
My hands roamed the soft bits of her body, enjoying her warm flesh moving under my touch, as we kissed. Her own hands began to trace lines across my muscles, it took me a few seconds to realise that she was following my scars with her finger tips, along the fresh pink and old white. It was a strange feeling, the slight difference in feeling when they passed from one bit of skin to the other, it tickled, but was such a turn on. I pushed her back onto the bed and learned down into her, I kissed her collar bone ever so gently, starting at her shoulder and moving inch by inch inwards towards her sternum, each tiny contact making her tremor involuntarily, little whimpers slipping between her lips.
I wanted to make this go on as long as I could, I wanted to drive her crazy before I was done. I kept going down her sternum until my mouth was between her breasts. I ran my tongue over her breast in a slowly decreasing spiral moving towards the now hard nipple at the centre. My tongue found the bundle of nerves making her moan in pleasure and when I took it between my lips and sucked she let out a scream far closer to animal the human. Soon I moved over to the other nipple, moving my hand up to take the place of my mouth on the first. I enjoy listening to her moan for a while longer before I began to move down.
I ran my tongue down the flat of her stomach, pausing momentarily to run it around her cute little belly button before continuing downwards. I had almost forgotten the way she tasted, the wonderful taste, I moved my tongue slowly along the whole length of her slit savouring that taste. She was already wet, I knew she would be ready, but I wasn’t close to done playing with her sexy little body yet. I used one hand to spread her for better access, she moved her legs to help, and put my head back down. I ran the underside of my tongue from side to side just underneath her clit being careful not to touch it. She had stopped moaning and had moved on to deep breathing, each breath a little shorter than the last, getting closer and closer to panting.
“I am going to cum” She gasped, she didn’t need to tell me, I knew her, I could feel her body getting closer and closer to its peak. But with her telling me I decided it was time to push her over. I moved up her a fraction, devouring her clit enthusiastically, I slipped two fingers on my free hand into her look for her g-spot, moving them in and out while pressed against the front wall of her warm, wet pussy. I did the trick, she climaxed. Her back arched, her muscles tensed, her pussy contracted around me finger sending small waves of her sweet juices into my mouth and she let out a single, long scream of pure ecstasy. I kept my hand moving, kept my tongue working as I hungrily lapped her juices, I wanted to keep her cumming for as long as I could.
It had to come to an end at some point, she crashed back onto the bed panting. I moved back up and held her in my arms as she recovered, kissing her knowing that she could taste herself on my lips. “I want to feel you in my now” she purred into my ear. This was lucky, while I was happy to just lie next to her I was painfully aroused by now and I am not sure I could have stopped there.
I moved back on top of her, lining myself up. She was so wet from her orgasm I slipped into her easily. God she felt good underneath me as I picked up pace. The way she smelt, the little squeaks she gave with each trust, the bounce of her breasts, how her hips move up to me, every part of it was good, was great. We move together as we made love, slipping into a slow, passionate tempo. I tried to hold eye contact but it felt to good and soon my eye when turned up into my skull. Each of my breaths was now a groan as I began to move faster and faster.
If I had let myself go it would have been over very quick, she was hot, I was horny and it had been awhile since we had been together. From almost the second I penetrated her I was holding back and now all my will went into making it last just a few moments longer. As I felt myself unable to hold on any longer I forced my eyes open to stare down on her pretty face, delighting in the smile of pure joy I saw there. I came. Sending spurt after spurt into her as my muscles contracted with minds of their own. I collapsed on top of her unable to move.
It was a while until I came back to the world, blinking, and rolled off her letting my cock slip out of her. Given her earlier climax she hadn’t during sex but she now set about rectifying that with her hands as she lay next to me. I held her as she masturbated enjoying the noise and feel of the girl pleasuring herself so close to me. The sex must have been better for her than I had thought because she was very close and it didn’t take long before she was screaming out her second orgasm of the night.
She pulled her fingers up to her mouth and licked them clean, making sure I was watching her do it. I lay there as her breathing got slower and she drifted off feeling the love between us. It wasn’t the same as it had once been, it wasn’t the simple, pure puppy love that we had once had. She had seen the darkness that I carried within me, had met the monster, and she hadn’t run away. She still loved me and I knew that all of me, even the monster loved her. It wasn’t the same, it was darker, sadder and deeper, it may have lost it innocence but I knew it was better. I shut my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
We woke up that way and everything was ok again. Life was good. Over the next weeks I rebuilt my corner, made it strong, I repaired a lot of my old friendship and began working with Cain again. He acted as if I had pass some tested he had set all along. And all it was ok because at night I got to crawl into bed with the girl I loved.
I was happy, I was in love but the estate cared not for happiness or love. It was hell, what it wanted was to crush you, and you either let it or you became part of it. Happiness was fleeting and I was just waiting for the estate to slap me again.

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True Story

Meeting John

I was always the person who looked down upon online hook ups,but when I got desperate thats exactly where I turned to.

True Story

The Perfect Girl For Me

This story will be real, but these things happened when i was 17 so i cant really remember every detail so yes, some points will be exaggerated. Either way enjoy this story.
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Well it all happened when my mom got remarried.
My mom had already been divorced at the time, And She Finally thought she got the one.
They dated for a couple of months until they finally decided to get married, and of course i was completely against it, not because of my new step dad, he was pretty cool, I was more against his daughter, Breanna Who was a complete bitch to me the entire time my mom was dating her dad. but of course that all didn’t matter, no matter how much we told them we didn’t think they would be good together, even thought i liked the guy i’d rather have someone else, with preferably no kids. I Liked being a only child, i was spoiled, mostly because my last dad was completely rich, but during the time they had the divorce my mom got the house, car, and most of what he owned.
Anyways The weeding was very short, I had to dress up and wear a pretty sharp suit. while my soon to be sister Breanna was wearing a dress that she looked like she was uncomfortable, i knew how she felt, just looking at her in that dress made me uncomfortable.
After the weeding we had a small feast, consisting of the usual things. Once it was all over, my parents went to a hotel, probably to fuck each other senseless, not like that wasn’t the first, they fucked all the time while they were dating, even when i was there. they dropped us off at the house and left out. i instantly went up stairs to my room only to find all of her stuff in there, I was mad, after wasting the entire day at what it felt like a 2 hour weeding and then finding this. She walked up the stairs to her new room as if she always lived in there. “What are you doing?” she looked at me and said “What do you think, After going through that torture i’m going to sleep” I pointed at the room she going towards “That’s my room not yours!” She then simply push past me into the room, “So that’s why there was a whole bunch of shit in here.” Now i was getting real mad now, which was very hard for me to do, i’m not the person that would get that mad that easily. ” Your junks by the door” She then laid down and went to sleep, I stood there for a good 10 minutes, angry. All until i look up at her sleeping, she had her red hair pulled behind her, even in the dark you could see her tanned skin. She would be hot if it wasn’t for her bitchy additude towards me, But still.
The next day i finally got everything set up in my new room as it was in my older room. I decided to leave home
and go out with my friends since my mom left out with my step dad and i did not want to be there with Breanna so i left. Before i could Breanna asked when i was coming back, I Said at 10 A.M and followed it up with, “Whats wrong scared to be alone.” she told me to fuck off so i left. Long story short a lot of shit happened when we were out, my friends got into a fight and got kicked out of the bar so we left. i got home at about 8 A.M. i got in and noticed that Breanna was nowhere in sight. I Checked everywhere. Until i finally got up to her room, I stopped short when i heard noises coming from there, i peeked through the door and found Breanna masturbating. It was better than any porn i say before. She started groaning more and more. She tossed and turned, she was sweating so i could tell she was doing this for a while. I Watched for a good couple of minutes until i realized i had a boner. She was actually turning me on, at that one moment she just seemed so hot.
I quickly ran down stairs to my living room to act natural. after a while she came down stairs and was surprised to see me, “Oh when did you get home” I Lied and said “2 Minutes ago” “Oh okay, i’m just going to jump into the shower” I Couldn’t hold myself anymore “Why, are you sweaty or something” She stopped dead on the first step. then i kept talking “So how long were you at it, at least 10 minutes right, what were you thinking about?” She was completely embarrassed and kept walking. I Have to admit that was kinda harsh even for me. After her shower she went straight to her room, after a while i decided to go up and apologize to her. I Knocked and then went in, she just laid there in silence. I had to say the first word which was which was hard to do.
So I just said, “Look im sorry for saying those things.” She just rolled over, im not good at apologizing so i said. “Well if it makes you feel any better i masturbate some times to” It came out worse than it sounded in my head. i stood there for a couple of awkward minutes until i finally just went over to the side of her bed. “Look im sorry for barging in on you. That was rude of me, And im also sorry for being terrible at apologizing.” That got a little Chuckle out of her. she turned over and looked at me, Then she leaned up and started to kiss me. It happened so fast i didn’t know what to do. she finally stop to pull me onto her bed “What was that for!?” I Said in shock. “Your so adorable”, she said to me. “Hey how did you feel when you saw me, did you like it?” I was getting an erection, if there was one thing I loved it was when people talked dirty. “Yeah, I Still cant get over it.”
I was telling a little bit more then i wanted to but in this situation i didn’t care. She then grabbed my hand and put it in her panties, She was very wet before all of this could start I instantly had a question ‘Who Were you thinking about anyways” she started to look embarrassed then said “I was thinking about you.” she looked away to hide her blushing. But that turned me on so much more. “I Kinda liked you before and just tried to hide it” Hmm i never really though of her liking me at this point i started to rub her, she start to groan more and more until I stuck my entire finger into her. She gasp loudly.
I looked at the clock next to the bed and saw that it was 9 A.M I Whispered in her ear and said “We have an entire hour with each other.” I Fingered her faster until she almost was ready to cum i stopped, She looked up at me begging with her eyes. I started to lower myself down her body kissing every part of her until i got to her slit. Then i started to lick her up and down her slit, She started to groan until she finally sprayed her juices. Her juices tasted better than anything i had ever tasted. I finally pulled my self up on top of her. She looked at me and finally said
“I want you inside of me! Please!” The way she begged me turned me on more. I pulled down my pants and took out my dick. She looked at me looking almost nervous and said “Wait I Have to tell you something” I did my best to stop “What is it?” “Im A Virgin” When i heard her say this i felt re leaved At this “Well thats good, This is my first time to,” “Then can you stick it in slowly” And so i did. i pushed myself in her tight slit until my dick finally tapped her hymen I Stopped one last time to look at her, she nodded at me to keep going into her so i pushed into her breaking her hymen. She Started to moan in pain as I kept going pushing in, then i finally started my motion in and out of her my dick was covered with her blood as i pushed in her, I started going faster and faster until I was about to cum.
Then she rolled both of us over and she started to ride me. It was getting harder and harder to hold back my cum until it was impossible to hold back “Im Going To Cum!!” She started to ride me harder until i came inside of her. We both laid down on the bed, she covered her slit when it started to drip out my semen. There was a silence between us both as there was nothing but the sounds of heavy breathing. she looked at me and smiled until she slid down and started to suck my dick. It Felt so good especially after already cumming, she slid my dick further down her throat until I came again inside her mouth. I had nothing but streams of cum going into her mouth. “Breanna, that was amazing” was all I could mutter before I passed out Thinking about how hot and amazing Breanna looked with my cum all over her mouth and face.
I Woke up to find Breanna already awake and downstairs watching T.V. I Came down to join her when she saw me she got up and kissed me. it was the first time we kissed even though we had had sex last night. I Finally felt comfortable around her now. i just wanted to stay with her forever but I knew that would most likely not happen since we were step brother and step sister but we still liked each other because She Was The Perfect Girl For Me.
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“WATCHING”

Watching
By Blueheatt
___I was very young…. I’m Jan. I had a growing figure and my tits were now full and perky. I was happy with my body, and boys liked it too. (…and…well let’s just say some girls did too.)
I had let my reddish brown hair grow long. It went to my waist. Boys liked to play with it and I got attention from it.
My brother Chuck was 16, and love to try to feel me up, once and while….well…..let’s just say sometimes…. (I would let him!)
He had the bedroom next to mine. I would hear him sometimes when he had his girlfriends over, and mom or dad was not home. The sounds made me wet.
I discovered if I opened my sliding closet door quietly, I could hear real good. That’s when I discovered the secret panel. I saw a trickle of light around it.
Someone had put in a pass thru sliding panel in that closet. I came home from school one day and no one was home. I went to my closet and slid open the panel. It opened into my brothers bedroom.
It was narrow but just enough for a person to pass thru. I looked and you could see my brothers bed perfect. I thought, wow, and all the things I could see now.
I stepped thru and I was in my brothers bedroom. The pass way was at one end of a bookshelf and my brother only kept some shoes on the floor there. No wonder I could hear so well. The panel was very thin. I went back into my room and closed the panel, which was silent when it slid closed. I checked when I had it open just a crack.
I could see just about everything in his room. I got excited just thinking about all the things I might see. My brother making out with his girlfriend, watching him jack off or anything else that went on in there. Oh my god…his computer!
I bet there was porn on it and who knows what else. He kept his door locked when he wasn’t home. I had about an hour until mom or him would be home. I stepped thru the panel again and carefully looked around. I looked for hidden places to see what I could find. That’s when I found a folder hidden behind the book shelf.
I opened it up and there were all pictures of my mom…naked. Some had been cummed on. I realized mom had to have let him take those pictures! Her face was blocked out, but I know my mom, and it was her. The clothes and a little scar on her shoulder verified that.
I was shocked and quickly put the folder back into hiding, exactly where it was. I returned to my room and closed the panel. Wow, dad would go crazy if he knew this was going on.
Dad worked in the field and was gone on location for weeks at a time. He was like never home. Mom must have gotten lonely and started something with my brother is guess. All this was a new turn on for me I got excited about what my mom and brother were doing. Were they touching each other? Were they fucking!….oh my god…my pussy was getting wet thinking about all this. Now that I could see in his room, I wonder what I might get to see going on between mom and Chuck.
I wanted to masturbate right now, as the thoughts were making me so hot. Where was my boyfriend Sean when I need him! I had just put my hands in my panties to feel me when I heard mom come in the front door down stairs.
I quick rubbed my clit fast and got a little orgasm, to hold me over till tonight. I loved to masturbate, and with my girlfriend Tara, too. We loved to masturbate each other during sleepovers, but Sean’s fingers were the hottest. Oh my god! Tara, I had to tell her about my find! Sleepovers may be getting real hot now if Chuck is doing something in his bedroom!
I called her and filled her in. (“he jacked off on pictures of your mom!”) she said. She said that news made her so hot too, she wanted to sleepover that night. I set it up with mom, who didn’t care at all.
I looked at my mom differently now. Such a beautiful woman, I couldn’t blame her for wanting attention from a male. She was use to that starting as a little girl. I was just dying to know how far her and Chuck had taken their attraction to each other. I knew about the pictures for sure, but what else? Seeing the cum on her pictures told me Chuck wanted to have sex with her, but had he? I decided to just ‘observe’ things. Tara came over and I showed her everything, as Chuck was gone to a game. That night we masturbated each other and she ask me again if she could lick my pussy. I always turned her down, but we were both so turned on I just whispered: (“ oh…. go ahead”) I liked the way Sean did it to me, but Tara was different, and she knew just how to do it. It was hot and exciting as I felt her tongue on my clit. This was all very secret and we agreed never to tell anyone. We both had very hot climaxes and I kinda wanted to …well…to return the favor?….maybe next time. We planned if anything hot happened in Chucks room we would finger each other later. I thought…(maybe then I would …lick her clit…just a little.)
I started to notice little things I just never paid attention to before. Chuck sliding his arm against mom’s ass as he walked by her. She would slightly smile. Smells of my mom’s perfume in Chuck’s room. Late night little noises coming from mom’s bedroom. Was Chuck in his room?…or hers….now I would know!
I waited for something to happen in Chuck’s room…..nothing. Night after night, nothing. I think they were using mom’s bedroom to do whatever. Finally I heard noises one night. I quietly opened my door a crack. They were coming from mom’s bedroom, and dad was out of town again. Now was my chance to see if Chuck was in his bed. I slid the panel back so careful and slow. No Chuck in his bed. I closed the panel and went back to my door. I could hear moaning just slightly. Oh my god, they were fucking!…
I was suppose to be spending the night a Tara’s house that night. She called me late and said she couldn’t, so I just played on the internet and went to bed early. I never told mom the sleepover was canceled, as her and Chuck had gone somewhere. I awoke to sounds from Chuck’s room. I listened for a while and then went to take a look thru the panel. I quietly slid it back and looked thru the crack. Oh my god! There stood mom and Chuck kissing! He was naked and mom had on a long robe. My pussy started almost dripping right then. I watched them feel each other up and Chuck removed her robe. My heart was banging away, I was afraid they might hear it. Chuck felt my mom’s tits as she moaned and felt his big dick. My finger found it’s way to my clit with out me even thinking about it. My legs were jittery. Chuck reached over and flipped off the light. SHIT!…I couldn’t see a thing. I waited and listened to them moan and breathe hard. I heard mom saying: (“oh baby…yes…you make mommy feel so good…make mommy happy…”) Then I heard the distinct sounds of them fucking big time. My finger was wet and rubbing my clit fast. I was about to cum with them. Then they stopped. I heard movement and then Chuck turned on a little night light. Yeaaa!…I said to my self. Now I could see some things. Mom was on her back and Chuck was lifting her legs up. He began to lick her pussy. I was disparate for air as my pussy tingled bad. My brother was licking my mom’s pussy. I almost felt faint watching them and hearing them was making me so very light headed. I steadied my self and kept watching as my fingers were working my pussy real good. I sure couldn’t moan, and I was hotter that I could ever remember. I watched as he climbed on mom and put his dick in her. I orgasmed right then….oh god!… and my knees went weak. I could only moan in my head. God this is sexy to watch! I kept rubbing my pussy for more. Tara is gonna die when I tell her! I decided not to ever tell Sean about this, if it ever got out I’d just die. Chuck began to slowly fuck mom and I watched her legs wrap around him. I was gasping for air.
I watched my brother slowly fuck my mom and mom began to moan and kept calling him ‘oh baby’. My brother seemed to know just how she liked it and he kept pushing his dick in her deep. She talked to him quietly…”oh baby yes…deep for mom…that’s it deep, deep…I want to feel your hot cum fill me…oh yes!…make mommy cum good”… She started to get louder and fucking her hips with him as they speeded up and started breathing heavy together… My brother started moaning in pulses. Saying: “oh …oh…oh,.. Oh…mom…it’s …it’s…cuming…oh god yes.” She knew he was about to cum and grabbed him and shook hard as he gave out with a long moan and drove his dick in her as deep as he could. They both moaned together at he shot her pussy full of his cum, over and over. I could see his cum overflowing between her legs as she shook and squirmed. They both gasp for breath and they moaned together and jumped at the spasms jolting them. I had climaxed big as my body was cuming with them during this. My wet fingers were trembling in my pussy. I sunk to my knees as my body went weak. I felt exhausted as I stumbled back into my room. I laid down panting for air.
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I saw Tara the next day at school. She saw my smile and knew something had happened. I tried to tell her, but I couldn’t explain it, there were no words to describe it. She knew it was big, and made plans to do sleepovers until she could watch it too.
We figured Monday night they would do it again, dad out of town again, we’d do a fake sleepover with me supposedly gone. I talked to her on my cell phone in my room, and it was all set.
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* Note:
Chuck listened at the panel to all their plans. They never once thought that he could hear and watch them too. He set a trap for the two little spy’s. He needed to get them together and make sure they never talked about what Jan saw. His digital camera held the leverage he needed when two little girls decided to lick each others pussy’s.
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Sunday night Tara slept over at my house. We were both excited at what was going to happen tomorrow night. When we went to bed we talked and I tried to describe to her what all I saw. We got ourselves all hot and decided to masturbate each other. Instead of side by side, Tara went to 69 and did it that way. She knew since I let her lick me once, she’d just do it again. I didn’t resist, in fact I had the desire to lick her for the first time. We were both so hot she went for my clit with her tongue. I squirmed and moaned quietly. I looked at her pussy. I wanted to lick it, so I just did. She went wild and so did I. We had to be quiet, and it was very hard as we moaned in our muffled mouths. I loved it, making her feel as good as I did licking her little clit. We licked till we both had big orgasms and panted how great that was.
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* Chuck’s camera made no noise, no flash as he clicked away thru the little panel opening. He quietly closed the panel and downloaded the pictures on his computer. He found the one that showed both their faces all wet with pussy juice and tongues licking away. He printed out one picture quietly.
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Tara and I played late that night, with new things to try. I told her that watching Chuck and mom was the hottest thing I ever masturbated to. She wanted us to masturbate each other when we watch them. I loved that idea and agreed.
Monday
I couldn’t concentrate in school my mind was on tonight. I was wet all day it seemed like. I saw Tara and she too was turned on about tonight. She always had the hots for Chuck, she liked the sports type. That evening we acted normal as we got ready for me to do a sleep over at Tara’s house. Mom was happy too as her and Chuck would be alone in the house. Tara and I waited until mom went somewhere and I left her a note saying ‘see ya tomorrow’. Tara and I closed my door and left the light off, and started our quiet evening of waiting. I heard some talking in mom’s bedroom, and giggling. I hope they don’t fuck in there, we won’t get to see a thing. It was quiet a while and then we hear some moaning from Chuck’s room. Oh god, it was happening! Tara and I got naked and rubbed our pussy a little anticipating the up and coming fucking between Chuck and mom. We got in position, fingers in each others pussy’s. I quietly inched open the panel.
Chuck was just waiting for me….Chuck’s fingers slid in and opened the panel wide open!
We screeched as he grabbed both of us and pulled us into his room. We gasp for breath as I could barely speak…”What are you doing Chuck!” He had a big smile and said: “Catching two little spies!…now sit down on the bed!”….Tara and did quickly, we were both naked!. and we tried to cover our over our tits and pussy’s. Our hearts were throbbing with them beating so fast. We were caught and caught good.
Now what was he going to do to us!
“You two little shits have been spying on me! Now your NOT going to ever say anything about what you saw!” We nodded big and said ’oh no, never, never’…we were so scared, we both almost peed. He reached in his desk, and pulled out a picture and held it face down. “To make damn sure you keep your little mouth’s shut, I have a picture you wouldn’t want shown all over school, or shown to MOM and DAD!” We wondered WTF he could be talking about. He smiled big at us and lifted up the picture.
Tara yelped! I yelled something in shock. There it was, Tara and I in the middle of licking each others pussy’s. Our mouth’s remained open as we looked. We both started to beg at the same time…’oh god Chuck, don’t ever let anyone see that!…our parents would…oh shit…PLEASE let us have that and we’ll never ever ever spy on you again. I turned on the tears and Tara joined me. We’re (sniff) sorry Chuck, we were just having some fun…we didn’t mean to make you mad at us….
Chuck just sat there smiling, letting us beg and suffer. When he figured we had suffered enough he held up the picture and started tearing it in half. Then quarters, then ripped it up into little pieces. He put the pieces in his ashtray and lit them as we watch them burn up. We gave out a big sigh, and I said: “Oh god Chuck, we can’t thank you enough, we’ll never peek thru that panel ever again.” He said: “I don’t trust you guys. I could nail it shut, but I have a better idea. I have a bunch of pictures of you guys on disk, hidden away from here. They will stay hidden as long at you girls…ahh…’cooperate‘ shall we say?” We said: “Oh yes, we’ll do what ever you say.” Now he had an evil smile on his face, and looked at us all naked. He said: “Here’s the deal. I’ll let you watch mom and I do our thing, but I want to watch you guys play lick my pussy and just one more thing. When I want one or both of you to come and …’keep me company’ , you’ll do it. Get it?” Tara smiled at me and we agreed. Tara already had the hots for Chuck, and Chuck I knew he had the hots for me, so it looked like a win/win deal. He said:” Mom is next door and she will be coming in this room later. You guys can watch all you want, but not a FUCKING sound…Ok?” We happily nodded yes! “I’ll fix the panel so you see better by putting some see thru stuff in front of it. Now rub your pussy’s for me and then get out.” We stood up and rubbed away and he watched us. This was a kind of turn on and Tara like showing off for him. She wiggled her butt and pushed her tits up. I couldn’t let her get all the attention and I pushed my pussy out and rubbed it all sexy like. Chuck smiled and said to get back to my room. We dashed thru the panel door as he began to hide the panel, to where it was open more. Tara and I laid on my bed holding our hearts in relief.
I finally got up and closed my closet door so we could have total privacy. We turned out the lights and returned to thinking about Chuck and mom getting it on. Mom thought I was sleeping over at Tara’s and so we whispered and kept quiet. Later we heard mom come in the door downstairs and start up the stairs. We listened as she entered Chucks room. We heard little moans.
Tara and I quietly opened my closet door, then the panel door a crack and took a peek. Chuck had a thin camouflage curtain up and we could open up the panel door quietly all the way. He had also moved his night light so his bed was lit up dim. Tara put her finger in my pussy as I did hers. We watched all excited.
Mom and Chuck were standing up and kissed first, and felt each other up. He turned her so we could see his hands feel her tits and pussy. We were getting wet as we watched him put on a show for us. He would wink at us at times. Mom didn’t know anything as she was breathing so hard and feeling his dick. He slowly peeled off her robe and went down and licked her pussy. Mom looked so hot naked. She had big tits and a full bush, hot legs and such a good figure. Mom held his head and panted as she rubbed her pussy on his face. She whispered: (….”oh my god baby…oh baby….your tongue feels so good in mom. Keep that up baby….make mom feel good again“….)
She had this wonderful look on her face I’ll never forget…pure contentment. Tara got on her knees quietly and started to lick my pussy while putting two fingers in it. I couldn’t moan! I felt her tongue circle my clit, oh god, I had to stop her or get us caught by making moaning sounds.
My brother stood up and picked mom up and laid her on his bed. Tara and I started feeling us up and it got real hot in that closet. We joined them in the feel up part. We even kissed together to really get into it what they were feeling. We watched as Chuck kissed mom over and over as mom moaned and gasp for breath. Her legs went wide waiting for him to put his dick in her. He teased her a little, just to make her hotter. She moaned and squirmed and whispered: (“..oh baby…put it in mom…go ahead…now!”)
He winked at us as mom’s head was blocked and couldn’t see us. We watched him put his dick in her waiting pussy…She went wild, pulling on him and putting her arms around his neck tightly. I’d never seen mom act this way, out of control acting like an animal and making sounds like desperate lust. My pussy was dripping in Tara’s mouth as she licked me. The sounds alone made us so hot, I finally had to lick Tara’s pussy. I stood her up and I went down to lick her. We glanced sideways at mom and brother fucking like to caged animals, moaning and starting to make those getting ready to cum sounds. Mom was almost crying with pleasure, calling out: “Oh baby fuck mom!…argg…FUCK MOM!…,oh oh oh oh Oh Oh OH eeeeee YESSSS!”…..
They came together, banging the bed against the wall, thrashing themselves together in a glorious cuming climax. I squirted a little and so did Tara. She soaked my face in her hot juices, as my pussy dripped my juices on the floor, my pussy had soaked my hand as I shook and thrusted it in my pussy. I had an over the top climax. Tara’s legs went weak and sank to the floor as she kissed me over and over. We shakily moved back into my room, legs so weak. Mom and brother were still both moaning and jumping in the aftermath. I quietly closed the panel door. Tara grabbed a towel and we slowly dried us off with shaking hands.
We crawled in my bed holding each other and fell asleep, locked together. Mom and brother laid holding each other all night.
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The next day, Tara and I acted like we just got back from sleeping at Tara’s house. Mom was still asleep. Chuck was in his room also. We took a shower together, (for the first time) and started washing each other….that was hot.
We messed around all day, but that night late….the panel opened and in walks Chuck. “How was that my little spies?” he said. We told him how hot it made us and thanked him for the thrill. He told us that mom just went to bed and in one hour to come to his room, and went back to his room. I got a hot shot in my stomach as to what he might have us do. Tara smiled and hoped to have sex with him. I had never had sex with my brother and it made me excited, but the risk was giving me the jitters. Chuck had other ideas….
In one hour, we opened the panel and stepped through. Chuck was sitting in his chair naked.
He told us to be quiet and lay on his bed, in a 69 position. Tara giggled and I was not sure about all this. He told us to start licking while he watched. We closed our eyes and went at it. I was really exciting in two ways. Being watched by my brother and wondering if he wanted to have sex with me, or Tara or ….both? He got up from his chair, stroking his dick as we licked us and sucked our clits making us hot. He walked over and got close. We got more excited with the tension. Tara was making me want to cum bad and the same for her. Then Chuck whispered for us to sit up, side by side. Our hearts were beating fast, as we took a deep breath. He leaned over to us and said, “Start sucking this.”
OMG…..Tara and I had never sucked a dick before. We looked at each other and Tara started first. I joined in licking him. We played with his balls and now I was really getting turned on by this. We both got to going with it then he said to start fingering each other pussy’s. We gladly did and now we were really hot. He took Tara’s hand and mine and had us stroke his dick, while we sucked him. We both started moaning as we fingered and sucked, I really was turned on by this and we both wanted him to cum. He started to moan, we both put our lips on his big head and waited for his cum. I moaned as I had a big climax as did Tara when he shot in both our open mouths and on our faces. Wow, he shot a lot as our faces were covered with his cum. It jolted us and him as we all moaned as quiet as we could.
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Tara and I went back to my room, Tara started licking Chuck’s cum off my face, I got major tingles and did the same to her. We had just had the most intense climaxes of our life, and our pussy’s were still tingling. The licking of our faces was making us so hot, we laid down and licked every drop we could find on us. We both wished we had Chuck’s dick in us to feel that mega cum he shot in our mouths and faces. We couldn’t wait till he called us in his room again. I now had the hots for my brother bad. Tara started feeling my pussy as she told me how she wanted Chuck’s dick in her. This just made us hot all over again. We turned 69 and began to lick each others clits and pussy’s. We came fast and closed our eyes and pictured Chuck licking us.
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We planned another sleep over and I… just happened… to tell Chuck the day. He smiled at me and pulled me to him. Our hands were all over us quick. I gasp and was not expecting a major feel up from him or me. I couldn’t believe I was feel up my own brother. It was shaking me up as my heart raced and I gulped down more air. He felt my wet pussy and then turned me around and laughed and pushed me out of his room! That little tease! …grrrrr….time to tease back!
I started in on him. At dinner I would rub my ass against him, brush my hand against him close to his dick. I was having major fun copping feels behind my mom’s back. He was a little shocked, but was turned on by it, I could tell by the way he would take a deep breath afterwards. The funny part was him and my mom were doing it too! I watched their hands take little feels when they thought I wasn’t looking. Poor Chuck was getting felt from two of us now, and it was my turn to just…smile at him. We both were now getting so hot for each other as it was growing.
I would picture in my mind him cuming on Tara and I while I masturbated to intense cums myself. I peeked at him one night when I heard some noises from his room. I watched him holding a pair of my panties he swiped!, then jacking off after smelling them. He shot about a foot in air as he gowned. I knew he was thinking about fucking me, and it made so hot, I orgasmed watching him.
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It was Friday night. Tara’s night to sleep over. Mom would be out late playing bingo.
We waited for Chuck to open the panel door. Finally it opened and he motioned for us come in his room. He smiled at me with a devils grin. He felt my tits and whispered: (“you can just watch.”)
Grrrrr…he was going to fuck Tara and make me just watch! I sat in his chair and gave him dirty looks. I finally started rubbing my pussy as he started slowly taking off Tara’s panties.
Chuck smiled at me watching and rubbing my pussy while he slowly undressed Tara. They kissed real hot and felt their body’s. He laid her on his bed, opened up her legs wide and began to lick her clit. Tara was in heaven and moaned and squirmed. Chuck kept looking over and grinning at me. The ultimate tease.
Then he stood up and came over and stood me up. He kissed me so passionately and I kissed him back in shock. For the first time our tongues met and we both gasp for air. He felt my tits and wet pussy and led me to his bed. He had me lay on top of Tara face to face with her. He had both our legs wide open as he started putting his dick in Tara and them me, back and forth. He was going to fuck both of us!
Tara and I got so hot we were kissing, moaning and feeling our tits. He kept it up until we all were panting and going to cum.
Tara and I both moaned and started cuming hard, feeling both of ourselves cuming was a very hot turn on. Her breathing and feeling me cum was making us cum even harder, along with my brothers dick going in and out of us. She squeezed my tits hard as I had reached down and fingered both our clits. We kissed as we hit the peak and rubbed our pussy‘s together. I don’t know which of us Chuck came in first, but we got a big load of his cum in both our pussy’s. We were a warm pile of shaking people, all kinds of moaning came out of all of us. Chuck was not expecting this, and held us both tight, as his cum dripped out of my pussy and onto Tara‘s. I couldn’t help but shake…pause…and shake some more. My pussy was squeezing his dick each time he stuck it in me, and Tara’s pussy squeezed him too. We laid there letting the spasms continue, which seemed like forever.
My head was spinning, and my heart couldn’t get enough air. Feeling Tara climax as I held her, and her holding me as I climaxed, was over the top when he dual fucked us. Chuck’s weight and heat was a hot turn on for us. It drove Tara’s and my body together and mashed our nipples tightly together…no wonder I kept spasaming. We all just lay there, Chuck still switching his dick from my pussy, to Tara‘s and then back.
He finally rolled off of us…but Tara and I continued to hold each other till the last spasm left us.
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Chuck completely changed. He couldn’t have been nicer to us. Mom played bingo 2 nights a week, we planned another 3 some for one of those nights, but there was something I wanted.
I now wanted to fuck my brother privately one on one bad and I told him so. He held me tight and kissed me so hot and said he to wanted to also, real bad, so we planned a night to do it. Mom kept him busy fucking her every chance she got. All I could do was watch and masturbate hearing them fuck and moan from the panel door. I did a lot of sleepovers at Tara’s house to get away from it. Chuck and our special night wasn’t happening.
Tara and I had great cums together, but I wanted Chuck bad. Mom stopped going to bingo and there went our 3 somes also. Chuck whispered to me in the hall and told me how bad he wanted me. We snuck a hot kiss, and felt us up right there, while mom was downstairs. Finally we decided to sneak a night and do it quietly with mom home.
Her bedroom was right across from ours and she was a light sleeper. That night Chuck came into my room thru the panel door. Our hearts were beating so fast as we immediately went into a kissing frenzy from having to wait so long. He whispered: (“..Jan…I have to have you or go crazy….I can’t stand it anymore.”) Still standing he dropped to his knees and ran his hands up my night gown and pulled down my panties and started licking my pussy. I ran my fingers thru his hair and my pussy jumped each time he licked my clit.
We quietly laid down on my bed in a 69 position and I wanted his dick all to myself. His dick was so warm in my mouth, It made my pussy shiver with delight. I took my time feeling and licking his balls and suppressing my little moans. He lifted my one leg and pushed his tongue in deep and licked me so good, I orgasmed and a little squirt of my pussy juice squirted on his tongue. He and I both moaned
(…‘oh my god… that was so hot!’) I put his dick in my mouth as far as I could get it.
* Chuck thought: “To have 2 young hot girls and a woman to fuck all the time…life is good.”
That’s when my bedroom light came on.
There stood mom in shock. Chuck quick jumped up and started talk fast to her. She just glared at me. Chuck tried to take all the blame as mom wasn’t listening at all. Chuck pulled her out of my bedroom and closed my door. I wet my self some, it scared me that bad. I heard mom yelling something. Time stopped while I waited for mom to come in my room and lecture me. After a long time, my door opened and Chuck came in.
Chuck had told her that I knew that they were having sex together. He said later mom settled down and that she didn’t want to stop having sex with Chuck. Chuck told her they would keep on if she ignored him and I. They agreed and acted like normal and the usual.
I gulped….. with that news my heart finally stopped pounding. Chuck smiled and he kissed me, starting all over with our date to finally have private sex.
Mom went back to her room and shut the door. Now Chuck and I looked in each other eyes and we melted together in our arms. His warm hands felt my body as I felt is growing dick. He felt my tits so firm my pussy spasmed. Chuck turned the lights down low as his hands felt so warm sliding up my legs underneath my nightgown. I shivered as I felt the juice in my pussy start to gather. We just knew mom was listening, but our moaning was now released and I was the loudest as I felt Chuck’s finger slipped inside my wet pussy. We were going to have one on one sex with each other for the first time. The taboo thing of ‘you don’t have sex with your brother’, just made it all the more exciting.
He slowly lifted my nightgown off, savoring this moment. I felt his lips touch mine and our tongues slipped in out of our mouths dancing with each other. We could feel our hearts pounding as we gasp for breath. The feel of his warm full boner in my hand was awesome. I could feel his warm pulse in it as the tip was oozing with his pre cum. His slight moan let me know I was pleasing him like I wanted to. Our kisses increased with passion as our hands continued to feel our warm body’s Our fingers trembled with excitement. We savored this moment of sexual ecstasy.
I dropped to my knees and let my tongue feel all it wanted to around the head of his dick. He moaned again, as my pussy began to drip it’s juice down my leg.
Knowing mom was intently listening to our every moan was sadistic pleasure. Knowing her son was having hot sex with her daughter must have been hard to take. She couldn’t have him all to herself now. Little Jan had drawn him away and she was forced to share.
Chuck played with my hair and felt my lips and tongue getting his dick all wet. He jumped some each time I took the tip of my tongue as just touched it to the tip of his dick. I sucked down all of his pre cum.
I took all of his dick in my mouth I could. I could hear his breathing increase. Once I got his dick completely all wet, I pulled him down on top of me. Our arms were jittery as he lowered himself down on top of me. I opened my legs wide as I felt his wet dick slide in my wet pussy without us even touching it.
I just knew that mom was listening hard as she had probably opened her door a crack to listen better. She wanted to be me so bad. I just knew what she must be thinking….
(“…I can’t stand this! Hearing them having hot sex, and me nothing! Well, I have three fingers in me and I’ll just cum with them. I know what Chuck feels like in me and that little Jan is cutting into my good sex. I’ll keep Chuck so fucked out, he won‘t have any cum left for her!…”)
I felt Chuck’s dick slide in and out of me slow at first, but then we both started fucking faster as we felt so good to each other. We felt our warm skin together on us and I ran my fingers through his hair. I let my legs come up and wrap around his warm body, feeling his hips pumping me so good. Our hot tongues went deeper between gasps for air. I moaned loud at it built up in me with all the good feelings my body was feeling. The feeling of his dick in me was building a climax just waiting to be released. I heard his little moans telling me he was cuming soon. I began to squeeze his dick slightly with my wet pussy, as we increased our speed. The slight slapping noise of our body’s coming together began to increase. We began to moan together. I began to tremble inside my body as Chuck’s moaning in my ear was awesome. My arms around his back pulled tighter and tighter as the rush of our passion began to peak. I moaned a crying sound and yelled ..”OH Chuck…., yes,…Yes,….Ohhhh God YES!!
I lost it and fucked him as fast as I could as I felt his hot cum fill my pussy and overflow. He moaned a strained moan and his cum kept coming and coming as I shook and squirmed out of control. I felt like I was losing my mind in pleasure. We held each other tight as his dick kept pumping his cum in me. I squeezed his dick with my pussy as hard as I could. It quivered as it did so. My pussy let go with the biggest squirt I had ever had, and kept squirting two more times. My body went crazy shaking over and over violently. I don’t know what I moaned but It know it was loud. Chuck held me so tight as his dick pumped in me until we both started to collapse, spent beyond anything we had ever experienced. We lay trembling in our wet juices.
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( Now Chuck and I always leave the panel door open, so at any time……,
we can pass right through ……..)

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101 Uses For Vaseline

A woman answers the door to a market researcher. “Good morning madam, I’m doing some research for Vaseline. Do you use it at all in your household?”
“Oh yes, all the time. It’s very good for cuts, grazes and burns.”
“Do you use it for anything else?”
“Like what?”
“Ahem.. err.. well.. during.. ahem.. sex.”
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Wendy and Miss West V

It was Monday afternoon and Wendy was walking home from college reliving in her mind the events of Thursday evening. She had been forced by Miss West to make an acquaintance with a young girl in a small changing room in a local shop. She had enjoyed it in a twisted kind of way. First she was humiliated but soon she became turned on a she made a connection with the naive shop assistant.
She knew she had a full week to wait until she would be required by Miss West again. Her knickers became damp as she thought of all the experiences she had endured over the last week. She wondered what Miss West would have installed for her at the weekend.
As she walked through the front door of her family home she could see her mum in the kitchen and heard her talking to another female. Wendy was so caught up in her own thoughts that it wasn’t until she got right in to the kitchen that she realised her Mum was talking to Sandra!
Sandra smiled at Wendy as she noticed Wendy colouring up. Wendy was dumbstruck. From Sandra’s reaction Wendy knew for certain that it had been her that had been so eager to tongue her ass hole whilst she was blindfolded and tethered in a room of strangers. Wendy tried to leave the room but Sandra began a bombardment of questions that demanded more than a simple one word answer. Wendy knew her mum would expect her to be polite so she had to stay and chat so as not to raise suspicion.
What had Sandra told my Mum?! Wendy thought… Why is she here?!
Wendy struggled to answer a single question without fumbling her words in her nervousness. She answered politely but avoided eye contact with Sandra. Wendy’s mum asked her if everything was ok. Why are you acting so strange she enquired! Wendy brushed aside the comments.
From the living room Wendy heard the telephone ringing. She made a move towards the door.
“No, no. It’s ok Wendy I am expecting a call. Keep Sandra company for two minutes while I get it.”
Wendy wanted to curl up and hide! She felt so silly now been in front of Sandra in such ‘normal’ circumstances. Sandra knew so much more about her than Wendy wanted anybody to know! She had seen her at her most vulnerable. She had seen her giving oral sex to several women. She had seen her been whipped and punished with a crop for disobeying her employer. She had seen her handcuffed, blindfolded and gagged! She had had her ass hole licked by her! She had been forced to do so many humiliating things in front of this friend of her mums.
“There, there Wendy, no need to be scared. Remember it’s our little secret. I did wonder if you knew it was me lapping at your lovely little ass. You seemed to be enjoying t if I remember correctly! You taste so good!”
Wendy couldn’t believe Sandra was talking about it so openly. Wendy was so embarrassed but Sandra just didn’t seem to mind about what had happened the last time they had met.
“Wendy, take off your knickers and give them to me! Quickly!”
Wendy looked up in astonishment. “Pardon!” She replied.
“Quickly Wendy! We don’t want your mum to know do we!”
Wendy wasn’t used to taking orders from anybody but Miss West but she feared what Sandra may tell her mum if she didn’t cooperate. She thought about it for another second then quickly lifted her cotton skirt and slipped her knickers down her legs, scrunched them up tightly and handed them abruptly to Sandra. Sandra smiled as she took them from her. She unfolded them and laid them on the table.
“No! Please hide them my mum might come back any second!”
Sandra stroked the knickers softly and looked back at Wendy with a smile. “Can I keep these Wendy?”
“If you must! Just hide them somewhere before we get caught!” Wendy replied in a sulky tone.
Wendy’s mum hung up the receiver just loud enough for Sandra to hear it. She gathered up Wendy’s knickers in her hands and held them out of sight under the table.
“You two ok?” She asked inquisitively. “It’s very quiet in here!”
“Oh, we are both fine.” Replied Wendy; still quite flustered.
Wendy took her opportunity to leave and dashed up to her room.
Sandra got comfy on her stool again, still clutching Wendy’s knickers, and leaned into Wendy’s mum. “How’s your sex life these days Monica?”
“Sandra!”
“Oh come on! We know each other well enough to talk about it! Are you getting plenty?!”
“Sandra you are filthy! But, since you asked! Erm, how should I say this…. We’ve been married for 19 years now so I suppose I get as much as can be expected!”
“So not much then!” Sandra replied mockingly.
“Well, no, I suppose not much”. Monica replied embarrassed.
“You know, this may sound weird, but I’m in this, what should I call it…. a special club!” Sandra said with a grin on her face.
“Sandra you slut!” Monica whispered in astonishment. “Are you a swinger!!”
“No, not exactly. It doesn’t really involve couples or anything. It’s just a group of like minded people who meet up every now and again!”
“And do what!” Monica replied completely intrigued.
“Well, we have sex!”
“Why on earth are you telling me this Monica!”
“Well maybe you should come along some time. You seem all tense. It would do you good!”
“Oh I don’t think so! I couldn’t possibly cheat on my husband! I haven’t looked at another man in years!”
“Well, that’s the thing Sandra….. there are no men in this club!”
“Sandra! Are you a lesbian!?”
“Not really a lesbian. I just enjoy the eroticness of what we do! I still like men, this is just a bit of a break from the norm!”
“Sandra I am totally shocked at you! I can’t believe what you are saying.”
“Monica it’s not such a big deal. We meet up. It’s all a big secret. Nobody discusses it outside the circle of friends. We have a bit of fun for a couple of hours every week or so and that’s it. We get on with our lives and boyfriends and husbands! It’s so exciting. All the women are beautiful and genuinely nice people. You shouldn’t knock it until you have tried it. It might be just what you need!”
“I couldn’t possibly Sandra. I would be so embarrassed with complete strangers looking at me and…”
Sandra broke in. “Well that’s just it. On your first night you have to be blindfolded to ensure no one knows you and that you are genuine about joining the club, so you wouldn’t have to worry about anybody looking at you because you can’t see them, so there is nothing to be shy about!.”
A surprised; “Oh.” Was all Monica could muster.
“I’ll call you next week Monica.”
Sandra stood up and walked out of the door to allow Wendy’s mum to think about it.
***
The weekend soon came round. On Friday afternoon Miss West phoned Wendy and instructed her to be at her house at exactly 9 am on Saturday morning. She gave her directions to her house and told her to expect to be there until 8 pm on Sunday evening.
This gave Wendy a problem. She wasn’t allowed to stay out overnight normally. She phoned a few friends and found one that would back up her story.
She worked on her mum and dad for several hours and eventually they agreed she could stay out for the night.
***
Rachel called Miss West on Friday evening after work to make sure it was ok for her to pick up her shoes. Miss West told her she had a busy day so told her to be there for 8.30 am. Rachel, still quite nervous about talking to Miss West, had agreed to be there.
***
Rachel was very nervous about turning up to Miss West’s house. She had got up early, showered and put on a summer dress. She didn’t know why she was making an effort; she was only going to pick up some shoes! It was just that Miss West had seemed so powerful and dominant that she had a sexual presence that Rachel had never seen before. The whole experience had been so intimate and sexy that she was turned on by the thought of seeing Miss West again.
She parked her car on the long drive way to Miss West’s mansion and walked slowly to the door.
She rang the door bell and after several seconds it was opened by Miss West dressed in a black silk night gown.
Miss West smiled at Rachel, thanked her for coming and invited her in. Rachel didn’t expect to be asked in but she couldn’t say no! She was lured by Miss West who looked stunning as the gown clung to her body.
“Would you like a drink before I get your shoes Rachel?”
“Oh, no thank you.” Rachel replied politely. As she followed Miss West into the kitchen.
“Would you like a tour of my house instead then?”
“Erm…” Rachel was quite nervous and wondered why Miss West didn’t just get her the shoes! “No thank you. It looks very nice though!” She continued.
Miss West moved close to Rachel and stood directly in front of her. “Would you like to call me Miss West?” She inquired.
Rachel was shocked. She knew that was what Wendy had to call her and Rachel knew what else she had to do!
“Errr, I don’t know.” Rachel replied sheepishly.
“Why don’t we try!?”
“Ok.” Rachel said quite scared.
“Rachel, feed me one of those strawberries!” Miss West pointed to the side where there was a small bowl of fresh fruit.
“OK, Miss West.” Rachel whispered her reply feeling quite silly.
She took a strawberry and offered it to Miss West mouth. Her mouth opened slowly and allowed Rachel to place it gently between her lips. As Miss West took it she managed to get a quick touch of Rachel’s fingers with her lips.
Rachel felt the touch and a shiver shot threw her body. She knew now Miss West was trying to get to her. Her heart raced like never before.
“Good Rachel. Did you enjoy calling me by my name?”
“Yes, kind of….Miss West.”
“Good. Come. Follow me.” Miss West instructed.
Rachel was in turmoil. She had come for her shoes. Now she asked herself if that was all she had come for. She was so intrigued with Miss West. She felt almost jealous of Wendy and the fact that she belonged to Miss West. Did she want the same for herself?! She was so nervous and couldn’t believe she was allowing herself to be drawn into Miss West’s secrets.
Miss West walked off through the house and Rachel found herself following like a pet dog.
They walked into a large room which had mirrors and a dressing table and a walk in wardrobe. There was another door at the far end of the room which was closed.
“Stand in front of the mirror Rachel.”
She did as she was told without speaking.
“Rachel why don’t you say, ‘Yes Miss West, anything for you,’ when I ask you to do something. I think that would be nice. Don’t you?!”
Rachel thought for a second. Miss West did want her like she wanted Wendy! She wanted to dominate her! She must find me attractive and sexy! Rachel was so pleased that she was admired and her whole body felt hot in anticipation.
“OK Miss West, anything for you.”
Miss West felt so horny now she had this new girl in her dressing room that was obviously curious.
Miss West opened the wardrobe door to display an array of shoes. Rachel could see her shoes.
“There are your shoes Rachel. Feel free to take them and leave. Or if you like, why don’t you try on some of the other shoes to see if they suit you. I bet you would look really sexy in those!” Miss West pointed to a pair of high heeled black shoes.
Rachel blushed at Miss West’s compliment, she knew this was it. This was the deciding moment. Stay or go. Take her shoes and leave, or stay and be sure to be taken advantage of by another woman!
Rachel walked towards the lines of shoes. Miss West watched in anticipation to see which shoes she would go for. She smiled widely as Rachel picked up the black shoes. She watched as Rachel removed her shoes and carefully buckled up the stilettos.
Rachel stood up and admired the shoes in the mirror.
“Very nice Rachel. You look gorgeous. Pull up your dress up a little so I can see your long legs!”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” Rachel couldn’t believe those words were coming from her mouth. She felt so naughty.
“I know!” Said Miss West. “Why don’t I blindfold you and put some shoes on you. Then it will be a surprise when you see them!”
“Ok Miss West.”
Miss West went to a draw and pulled out a silk blindfold. She walked behind Rachel and carefully placed it over her eyes. Rachel felt so nervous but so sexy too. A rich attractive lady wanted to take advantage of her because she was sexy! Her body felt electric and she shuddered every time Miss West made the slightest contact. She was so pleased that nobody knew what she was up to though!
Miss West stood back and admired her new toy as she stood so vulnerable in her dressing room. She knew that Rachel would wilt to everything she asked her to. She just had to take her time and not make her do anything that may be too sudden or use words which would make it obvious as to what was happening. She couldn’t just tell her to strip off and get on the bed! This may scare Rachel away. She had to be subtle and undress her slowly, almost by accident.
“OK. Lets try these.” Miss West said swapping the stilettos with another pair of high heels. She didn’t allow Rachel to see them. “Actually no, I don’t think those are right. Ah, I know.” Miss West deliberately picked a pair of boots this time. They were boots she had got from a sex shop. They were black and exceptionally high. They would come to above Rachel’s knees. The shoes were removed and Miss West began to put the boots on Rachel’s slim legs.
She put Rachel’s feet in to each boot but then pretended to struggle to fasten the long zips.
Rachel could feel that they were boots that were been put on her. She had never worn any this high before. She would probably look like a hooker she thought!
Miss West continued with her fake struggles. “I know. Pull your dress up higher so I can see what I’m doing Rachel.”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” She pulled her dress up cautiously to mid way up her thighs.
Miss West was on her knees at Rachel’s feet. She continued with the zip and got a little further up Rachel’s beautiful legs.
“I can’t really see properly. Pull your dress higher.” As Rachel’s knickers came in to view Miss West asked for more. “A little more Rachel. Keep going.”
She was now stood blindfolded with her dress pulled up to her waist. She knew she was showing her underwear, but she knew that was the only way Miss West could see what she was doing. She lied to herself.
Miss West took time to admire Rachel’s form. She looked so sexy. She was slim and toned and her knickers were tight to her body.
Miss West zipped the boots to just below Rachel’s knees.
“Nearly there Rachel. These look fantastic on you! I just need you to hold the top of the boots together so I can zip them right to the top. Oh, you can’t, you don’t have any free hands! Why don’t you take your dress off then you won’t need to hold it up then you’ll have free hands to help me!” Miss West explained, giving Rachel an excuse to undress herself.
“Oh, OK Miss West. That makes sense!” Rachel went along with the excuse. She reached up above her head still grasping the dress. Her body came into Miss West’s view for the first time. She was wearing matching bra and knickers. They were white cotton with little pink spots on them. She looked so young with her slim body and cute underwear. Rachel was so aroused now that her nipples stood high and hard on her pert breasts. What little hair she had on her body stood on end atop of her goose bumps. She now understood a little of what Wendy must have felt like being paraded around the shop naked!
She dropped the dress on the floor to her side. Miss West zipped up the boots with very little assistance from Rachel.
“Oh my! Oh my little Rachel you look delightful!”
Rachel smiled with nervous excitement at being praised by another woman in this way.
“Can I look at myself Miss West, please?”
“No.” Was the only reply she got.
This knocked Rachel back a little. She thought that was the plan! Why couldn’t she look at herself?!
“I think those boots would look even better if you were completely naked Rachel!” Mrs West informed her. “Why don’t you take off your knickers and bra?”
Rachel lowered her head as if to look to the floor. She knew she was blushing. “Erm, no, I don’t want to take my underwear off Miss West.” She said shyly.
“Well, if you are sure. Why don’t you get dressed and leave then?”
“Oh! Er I don’t know?”
“Well it’s easy Rachel. Stay and take off your underwear or get dressed and go! Which is it to be? I just want to see what those boots look like on you without the underwear! That’s all!”
Rachel knew she wanted to stay she just didn’t want to admit it out loud.
“Oh I really don’t know what I want to do! Maybe I should leave.”
Rachel hoped Miss West would not agree!
“Why don’t I make the decision easier for you Rachel? If I tie your hands behind your back then you will have to let me decide. Maybe I will dress you or maybe I will undress you! What do you think darling?”
“OK Miss West, anything for you! It’s your house after all.” Rachel felt a rush of excitement inside. She knew now she was to be stripped and made to be stood naked in front of another woman. She felt so exhilarated.
Rachel felt her seducer stood close behind her.
“In fact Rachel I will need to take your bra off before I tie your hands or I won’t be able to take it off. If you don’t mind I’ll just take it off now!” Miss West began to unclasp the bra. Rachel made no objection and allowed Miss West to continue. As it left her breasts her nipples felt so hard. Rachel was so turned on. She was being undressed by another person for the first time. Her exposed body burned in anticipation. The bra slid down her arms and dropped to the floor. Miss West grabbed a wrist one at a time and placed them behind her narrow back. Rachel held them in place for them to be tied.
Miss West used a strip of silk to bind them together.
“You look so pretty stood there semi naked Rachel, all tied up and defenceless.” Miss West told her as she stood back and admired her young body.
Rachel stood motionless. Too scared to move or talk. She knew Miss West would be examining her naked skin. She clenched her fists in nervousness.
“I think I will take your knickers off now Rachel to make you completely naked. I will be able to see your vagina then.”
Rachel tried to smile politely but was too nervous. With slightly bent legs her left knee moved in front of her right in a futile effort to cover herself in preparedness for her revealing.
Miss West moved closer to her, admiring her pretty face as it showed how scared she was. As Miss West bent down at Rachel’s knees she put a hand on her tender right thigh. It was hot and sweaty.
“Rachel why are you so nervous!? Don’t you want me to see you completely naked!? Don’t you want me to be able do anything I want to your sexual organs?!”
These words sent Rachel’s head into a dilemma. She couldn’t find any words to reply. She wanted to say ‘No!’ She was so scared now. Her lips wouldn’t move. She sobbed instead. It was an uncontrolled emotion. This didn’t put Miss West off. She knew what young girls wanted deep down.
She slowly slipped her fingers into Rachel’s tight knickers. She didn’t go for the waist band. Instead she went up through the leg holes so her fingers went close to Rachel’s vagina. Rachel flinched as their skins touched and a wonderful feeling past through her body as Miss West’s fingers disappeared into her panties. She carefully pulled the fabric out, allowing air onto Rachel’s hot loins. She slowly began to pull them down revealing Rachel centimetre by centimetre.
As the thin knickers past her vagina Rachel exhaled for the first time in forty seconds. She had not been able to breathe. She had held her breathe and only concentrated her nerve endings. Each change in direction, each twinge of a hair each slight touch of skin on skin had sent a wave of pleasure through her entire body. Her mind had guided her body to enjoy the tenderness which Miss West had demonstrated. Her vagina was moist. As Miss West looked up, she continued to guide the knickers down her legs, she could see a bead of juice glistening from Rachel’s labia. She smiled as she realised how turned on the young girl was. She knew she was ready for the taking. Rachel stepped out of her knickers and once again felt Miss West’s eyes as she studied her nakedness.
Rachel was breathing deeply now. Her chest was rising and lowering fast, her tummy was up and down as she tried to control it. She knew Miss West would see how nervous she was.
Miss West put an arm around Rachel’s waist and led her to the door at the far end of the room. If Rachel could have seen she would have seen a large bed in the centre of the room. There was only a bed. No wardrobes, cupboards or draws. The bed had white sheets and brass posts on each corner. Miss West stood Rachel next to the bed and stood back to admire. Her eyes roamed Rachel’s body. It was beautiful. Rachel knew she was been watched. She felt shy and scared. What was going to happen to her now? Could she cope with it? Would she want to run?!
Miss West moved closer and used her manicured nails to trace patterns on Rachel’s body and legs. This sent shivers all over Rachel’s body. Her legs nearly gave way several times and many whimpers left her lips as she melted from the inside.
As Miss West had anticipated the door bell rang. She knew it would be Wendy. Rachel jumped at the sound of the bell.
“Who’s that!” She inquired.
“I’m not telepathic.” You wait here while I answer it. “In fact I don’t want you peeping at those boots! Lay on the bed!” Miss West ordered, pushing Rachel backwards onto the soft sheets. Rachel screamed at being pushed. She was relived when her fall was broken by the bed. She hadn’t realised they were in a bedroom.
She shifted back on the bed and sat there feeling quite uncomfortable at the thought of being naked and exposed. The boots were the only thing hiding any of her as she lay on another woman’s bed!
These boots must make me look like a prostitute she thought to herself. She felt dirty.
“Lay back further. Lay on the bed properly!”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.”
Rachel heard Miss West’s steps as she left the room. She thought about removing the blindfold to see where she was. Before she had chance to act on her instincts Miss West returned. She had been back to the dressing room to get some restraints.
“Rachel. Don’t worry but just so you can’t remove your blindfold I need to tie your wrists to the bed posts. It’s no big deal.”
Rachel didn’t struggle as Miss West released her restraints to re position them, one to each post. She wanted to say no but her mouth and lust betrayed her. She would be left so defenceless. Miss West would be able to do anything to her!
Miss West left to answer the door and Rachel put up a fake struggle to her restraints, her body writhing and twisting on the bed.
***
Wendy was so excited to be allowed to Miss West’s house so soon after meeting her. What did she have installed for her?! Who would be there? How many women would be she forced to please? What degrading things would these women want to do to her?! She also knew there was a chance Rachel could be coming round to pick up her shoes! She had felt so attracted to Rachel after just knowing her for an hour or so in a cramped changing room!
Miss West welcomed her in to her house. Wendy was not disappointed. This was no social meeting. As soon as she got over the thresh hold she was told to strip. Miss West watched closely as Wendy peeled off her clothes. Wendy was now used to being naked in front of Miss West and it was more a pleasure than a chore. She kept eye contact with her boss as she stripped with a cheeky smile on her face.
“OK Wendy follow me. I have a surprise. One rule though! No talking until I say!”
Wendy nodded and followed Miss West. She was led to the dressing room and Miss West gestured to be very quiet. Wendy noticed the clothed on the floor and knew there would be a naked girl in the next room. Was she restrained? Ws she gagged or blind folded?! They both tip toed into the bedroom. Miss West noticed how excited Wendy looked when she saw who was tied to the bed.
Wendy’s groin warmed as she thought about what was install for her. She didn’t care if she was to give or receive. She wanted Rachel so badly.
“Hello!” Rachel whispered as she felt another person’s presence.
“It’s ok Rachel, it’s just me.” Miss West reassured her. She laid a hand on her thigh and ran it up towards her loins.
“Are you going to untie me now Miss West?”
“Is that what you want Rachel? If I do that you will have to make decisions again! I think it would be better if I tied your legs to the bed too. That way when I tell my friend here to lick your vagina you will have no choice!”
“What! Who! Who was at the door! You didn’t let them in did you! Miss West I want to go! I’m scared! I’m not a lesbian any more!”
Miss West and Wendy both smiled at Rachel’s silly outburst.
Rachel clenched her legs together in an attempt to hide her sex.
Both Miss West and Wendy were impressed that Rachel had a cleanly shaven vagina. Rachel had been that impressed by how cute Wendy’s looked that she had gone home after work and made hers look the same.
Rachel continued to squirm and wriggle on the bed to try cover herself and show her objection to being tied.
“Now, now Rachel stop wriggling!”
“Please Miss West cover me up! I don’t want you to see my pussy!”
“Oh come on Rachel. We both know why you came here today. Tell me you didn’t want this?!”
“I don’t know what I want! I didn’t expect to be tied up and stripped!”
“You know what you want!”
“What!?”
Miss West handed Wendy a silk tie and pointed to Rachel’s leg. Both of them took a booted ankle each and quickly wrapped the silk ties around them. Rachel struggled and kicked.
“Who’s there? Miss West who is it?!”
She began to panic and lash out with her feet. She was confused and scared. With the silk ties around her ankles her struggles were futile.
“Who is that! Miss West are you still there?!” She tried to find comfort in a lady she barley knew but in this situation she needed all the comfort she could get.
“Now, now Rachel don’t panic! You are safe. Nobody here will hurt you! You are right, there is somebody else here. The person is also naked so don’t feel so embarrassed!”
“Who is it? What are you going to do to me? Is it a man or a woman!?”
“You ask too many questions my dear. Just lay back and do what you feel is right.”
She now lay completely naked and bound spread eagled on the bed. Miss West and Wendy admired her beautiful body.
Miss West walked to Wendy and cupped her face in her hands. They kissed passionately for a full minute then Miss West whispered in Wendy’s ear. “Start slowly. Pretend she is your lover. Caress her skin. Get her so hot she wants you to crawl inside her!”
Wendy turned to the bed and took time to work out where to start!
Wendy slowly climbed onto the bed. She lowered herself, without touching Rachel, so she was laid by her side. She studied her body more. She could see Rachel’s chest still pounding. She carefully laid her fingers onto her tummy and began to stroke her caringly. The smoothness of Wendy’s touch felt so sweet to Rachel. Her body tingled from head to toe. Except for her private parts, Wendy explored every crease and curve of her body. She avoided Rachel’s nipples and vagina. After ten minutes of this foreplay Rachel was in heaven. As Wendy’s hand approached close to her secret spot she gyrated and thrust in the direction of her touch, almost begging for more. She let out whimpers of pleasure as Wendy touched her most sensitive parts. Neither girl attempted to speak. They were both too absorbed in the other. Rachel still didn’t know who was making her feel so horny; she just hoped it was somebody nice. From the tenderness she presumed it was a woman, she just hoped it was Wendy!
Seeing Rachel’s nipples so erect pulled Wendy in. She could tease no more. She sat up and straddled Rachel’s body. Her inner thighs touched the soft skin of Rachel’s body which felt so lovely. She had fantasised for a week about getting between Rachel’s legs but now she had her between her own! She had fantasised about it being her face, but her body would do for now. She lowered her lips, tongue and mouth to Rachel’s tender nipples. Taking them one at a time and rhythmically suckling then teasing them with her tongue.
Rachel’s whimpers slowly turned into moans and became louder and longer as her sexual torment continued.
Miss West was looking on as she perched at the end of the bed by Rachel’s feet. She had hitched her gown right up into a bundle at her lap. Her hand was on the bed high between her legs and she slowly gyrated herself against her wrist as the two young girls made love on her bed.
Wendy’s hand had lowered now and was inching towards Rachel’s vagina. Her finger tips circled the smooth skin around Rachel’s crease. Wendy could feel the heat and escaping juices from Rachel. She drew the juice out and smeared it into her inner thighs.
As Rachel’s breath became shorter Wendy gave in and began to tenderly run her fingers along her labia. They were wet with excitement.
Rachel held her breath again as she realised she had been touched for the first time. It felt so nice. She was warm all over. Her insides wanted to explode. She didn’t know if she wanted to pee or if it was supposed to feel like this.
Wendy worked her fingers into her slit. She felt so slippery and smooth. She worked up and down her lips as she continued to lick her nipples. She let her finger explore the outside of Rachel’s hole and as she dabbed at it it made a slopping sound. The pressure on her clenched vaginal muscle felt incredible. Wendy was pushing in against the strength of her contracting muscle. As it slipped in, her vagina assisted by sucking and pulling on it. This felt amazing to Wendy too as she aroused such a beautiful virgin.
Miss West still looked on, gyrating on her own sex. The trim of her gown now damp as it rubbed against her vagina and clitoris.
Rachel soon approached orgasm. Wendy felt her building. She worked her clit with nimble fingers and occasionally delved back into her crease for lubrication.
As Rachel reached the brink of her delight she stopped breathing again. She thrust her hips into Wendy’s fingers. She wanted it faster.
Wendy, having been dominated by Miss West so many times, now turned the dominator. She withdrew her fingers from Rachel’s vagina before she was allowed to climax. Rachel’s thrust continued as she almost came without being touched. Wendy looked down on her as her writhes faded. She lowered her face so she could kiss Rachel. The touch shocked Rachel and she flinched and pulled her head to the side. Wendy guided it back to hers with a delicate hand. Their lips eventually locked and both girls breathed out onto the others face as they tingled in delight as they kissed again. It was such a loving kiss and Rachel immediately recognised it as Wendy’s soft lips.
They kissed passionately for several minutes. Occasionally breaking for breathe. Their lips and tongues wrestled with each others and their saliva went from one mouth to another.
Wendy eventually broke the kiss and studied Rachel’s soft mouth.
“Wendy! Is that really you?!” Rachel whispered in hope.
Wendy looked to Miss West for instruction. Miss West gave a smile and a nod. Wendy paused momentarily as she realised Miss West was in a desperate height of pleasure.
“Yes Rachel, it’s me! Wendy.” Wendy replied quietly to Rachel. Rachel whimpered in pleasure as she heard Wendy’s voice again. She reached up for another kiss. Wendy pulled away to deny her of her desire as she had denied her of her orgasm.
Instead she raised herself up a little and pulled herself further up the bed. She wriggled so she was comfortable and lowered herself onto Rachel’s chest. She was now sat on Rachel’s chest with her legs spread either side of her neck, her vagina just two inches from her mouth. As Rachel continued to breathe heavily she inhaled the scent from Wendy’s vagina. She recognised it immediately. It was warm and musky. She had never smelt anything like it before. Although it wasn’t a scent she would be drawn to normally she found herself lusting after it with a basic instinct. She was scared but she wanted to taste Wendy so much. She pushed her head forward to reach it. As she did Wendy raised herself a little to tease her. Rachel was so hot now. She had been on the brink of orgasm in such extraordinary circumstances and now she would do anything. She wanted Wendy. She wanted to please her and she wanted to be pleased by her.
Wendy carefully raised herself up and lowered her vagina onto Rachel’s face. The warm wet crease far into her legs oozed it’s honey onto Rachel’s lips. Wendy was hot too. She was in complete desire for this young girl. She allowed Rachel to lick her slit and probe her hole with her tongue.
Rachel was surprised how good Wendy’s vagina tasted. It tasted different to how she expected it would. She couldn’t get enough. She pushed her tongue in as deep as she could. She wished she had a cock so she could get deeper inside her beautiful new friend.
Wendy continued to make love to Rachel’s face. She writhed back and forth and round in circles and up and down on the end of Rachel’s tongue. Rachel was frantic in her efforts to please Wendy.
Several minutes of absolute pleasure past and Wendy began to reach peak. She looked back over her shoulder to look at Miss West. Miss West was biting her bottom lip to stop herself from ejaculating.
“Miss West! Please….please may I cum?” Wendy struggled with her words through her desperate panting.
“Yes Wendy. Cum on Rachel’s face. Make her drink it!” Miss West replied in a high toned voice as she continued to grind as her fantasy played out in front of her.
“Ooough! Ooough! Fuck me! Ooouh!” Wendy let out several groans as her vagina clenched for the final time and eventually released itself onto Rachel’s face.
“Mmmh! Mmmh!” Rachel too let out an outburst of delight as she realised she had made Wendy cum hard on her face. She tongued her hole and lapped at the escaping juice. She swallowed as the flow of sex continued into her mouth. Her tonguing became softer as Wendy slowly began to move away. Rachel was gentle, she wanted her to stay as long as possible.
Wendy eventually stood up above Rachel. Rachel wished she could see her.
Wendy soon noticed Miss West was now touching herself with her hand. Frantically rubbing her clit.
Not forgetting her duty Wendy climbed from the bed and positioned herself between her bosses legs ready to please her in any anyway she could.
Miss West nodded and pulled her hand away and leaned back a little, allowing room for Wendy to finish her off.
It took seconds for Miss West to cum. Rachel heard her moans. She couldn’t believe she was in the middle of a sex triangle! She had just given oral sex to a girl who was now performing it on another woman! She felt so dirty. How did she get into this?!
Miss West stood up and walked out of the bedroom after Wendy had finished pleasuring her.
Wendy was still horny and new she was alone with a restrained girl. Now she could treat her as she had been treated by so many other women!
She stood on the bed again. Turned around and lowered herself, bum first onto Rachel’s face. Rachel could barely breathe. It took her a moment to decide it was the same taste as before. She guessed right it was Wendy and not Miss West.
With her pussy over her mouth and her arse hole over her nose Wendy grinded herself hard into Rachel. Rachel sucked air through the corner of her mouth to give her enough breathe to wiggle her tongue inside Wendy’s vagina. It was difficult but she was so desperate to please Wendy. The musty taste from the mix of sexual fluids and sweat worked Rachel into a frenzy again. She puffed hard and shoved her nose as deep as she could into Wendy’s tight sphincter.
Just as Miss West returned to the room Wendy came again. She gyrated back and forth allowing Rachel to lick her clean, from the top of her vagina, across her bum hole and up between her ass cheeks. She repeated the move several times. The feeling was immense and she screamed in pleasure. Rachel wanted to lick and lick and swallow every bead of sweat and cum.
Wendy looked at Miss West fearing she may be reprimanded for cuming without her say so. Instead she got a smile and a quick; “You too girls having fun?”
“Yes Miss West.”
“Yes Miss West.”
Miss West smiled at the sweet reply from her two girls.
From behind her Miss West produced another silk tie. She approached the bed and instructed Wendy down so she too could be blindfolded. Wendy acted accordingly. She was left naked by the side of the bed while Miss West untied the restraints on Rachel’s ankles. Rachel was relieved to regain some movement. She was still so horny.
Next Miss West untied her wrists and helped her to her feet. She then proceeded to remove the boots from Rachel which were becoming hot and uncomfortable.
She then walked Rachel to Wendy and stood them next to each other. They both stood naked and blindfolded. Rachel, feeling Wendy’s presence, reached for her hand and they held each other tightly.
After a couple of minutes stood waiting Miss West took Rachel and instructed her to kneel on the floor. She then took Wendy and laid her width ways across the bed with her genitals near the edge. She then turned to Rachel again and stood in front of her. She reached around behind her and slowly removed her blindfold.
Rachel let out a gasp as she saw what was before her! Miss West threw down the blindfold and looked at Rachel to gesture to be quiet.
This was the first time Rachel had been able to look into Miss West’s eyes since she had been stripped naked. It was an embarrassing moment for her. It was easy when she could not see Miss West looking back at her. The difficultness turned into a heart pumping lust for more sex! Now Rachel could see all three of them naked! Three naked females making love! The thought made her wetter. Miss West’s body was beautiful she thought to herself.
Rachel looked again at what had made her gasp! Miss West was wearing a huge strap on cock! Rachel had never seen a real cock or a rubber one! It was about 7 inches, but to this cock virgin it looked big!
Silently Miss West offered it to Rachel’s mouth. The inexperience showed as Rachel’s struggled with the intrusion as it entered her mouth. She ran her tongue along it and gently sucked the tip. Miss West took Rachel’s head and held it still. She then slowly guided the cock in and out of her mouth. It pushed back on her tongue and at times Rachel felt like she might gag. After a couple of minutes Miss West withdrew it and turned to Wendy.
She took her by her ankles and lifted them. She opened her legs and guided the tip towards her opening.
As she slowly pushed in Wendy could feel the cold wet cock opening her up. She gasped and bit her tongue softly. She knew what it was but wondered who was to fuck her.
“Do you want me to fuck you Wendy?”
“Oh, yes Miss West, anything for you!” Wendy replied as she realised it was Miss West.
“Do you want me to fuck you with my cock!?”
“Oh, yes Miss West, anything for you!”
“Your friend is watching Wendy. Rachel is on her knees watching as I’m about to fuck you with my cock!”
With that Miss West allowed the cock to sink into Wendy’s vagina.
“Ohhh Yes! Ohhh fuck me Miss West!”
Miss West began to thrust. She guided it in skilfully, pushing to the hilt. As she fucked her young girl she turned to Rachel.
“Watch how I fuck Wendy Rachel! You are next!”
Rachel gasped in anticipation. She wasn’t sure her young vagina could take such a large thing.
Miss West continued. Wendy soon became used to the obtrusion in her pussy and her juices began to lubricate the cock making it even more pleasurable.
Rachel watched as Wendy began to pant. Her hips raised off the bed and her head rolled back accentuating her neck and shoulder. Beads of sweat appeared on her chest and ran down her breasts and tummy. Miss West’s thrust became deeper and harder and eventually Wendy’s wilt buckled and she came hard, her pussy grasping at the cock inside her.
Miss West pulled out immediately, leaving Wendy to writhe in her pleasure. She turned and offered the cock to Rachel’s mouth again. Rachel was only too pleased to taste Wendy again and cleaned every drop.
“Get on the bed! Put your ass in the air!” Miss West barked at Rachel.
“Oh, yes Miss West, anything for you!” Rachel jumped on the bed next to Wendy. At last her turn for some attention!
“Wendy off the bed! Get on your knees behind me! Thank me for making you cum!”
“Oh, yes Miss West, anything for you! Thank you for making me cum!”
“I don’t want to hear you! Thank me!”
Wendy understood and moved herself closer so she could eat Miss West.
Miss West took hold of Rachel’s young Waist. She pushed the glistening cock to Rachel’s vagina. She slid it in to a loud moan from Rachel.
Miss West fucked her from behind as Wendy ate her pussy and ass. Wendy dipped from one hole to another and Miss West continued to thrust. As Miss West got more turned on her own juices ran. Her pussy juices mixed with juice from her arse and Wendy lapped at it all. Wendy was so pleased to be tasting Miss West again. She treated her like an idle. She wanted to do everything and anything for her. Rachel was still learning her submissive role, but now, on all fours on Miss West’s bed she felt so exposed with her arse in the air and Miss West having a full view of it all. Miss West put her left hand on Rachel’s waist and grabbed her ass cheek with her right. She squeezed it and pushed and pulled, opening Rachel’s tight anus. She allowed her thumb to move to the opening of her ass. As she squeezed her hand her thumb pressured Rachel’s little hole. Gradually her thumb started to push open her sphincter and the tip entered Rachel’s tightest hole. The pleasure from the strap on thrapping at her pussy almost disguised her ass being intruded, until finally Miss West pushed her thumb right in. Rachel let out a high pitched scream. Miss West’s thrusts didn’t falter as she continued her barrage on Rachel’s two holes. Her screams soon turned to moans of pleasure as her ass relaxed to accept its fate. The attention was too much for Rachel and the orgasm which Wendy had nearly given her earlier returned to full force. Her little ass tightened on Miss West’s thumb and her vagina pulled the cock in deeper with its contractions. Rachel’s body went limp and she flopped to the bed. Now lying on her tummy Miss West climbed on top of her as she continued to fuck her from behind. Wendy stood up and bent over the bed to continue licking her Mistresses ass.
Miss West put her mouth to Rachel’s ear.
“Do you like been fucked Rachel? Do you liked been fucked from behind by a woman? You are my little slut! You are mine now! You will do as I say, when I say and to who I say! Is that right slut?” Miss West pulled on Rachel’s hair as she spoke.
“Yes Miss West. I love it. Don’t stop! I am yours now! Do with me what you want!” Rachel spoke between deep breaths. She had sweat on her brow as she reached the last throws of passion.
“Ooough! Ooough! Ooogh I’m cuming!” Rachel screamed at the top of her voice. The sound was superb. Wendy was so turned on by Rachel’s raw sounds. She licked faster. She licked Miss West’s ass as she shoved a finger into her pussy and fucked her.
Miss West had never had two such enthusiastic girls in her bed! She too reached the heights of passion and came hard under the obedience of Wendy’s mouth and fingers. Rachel’ body tightened one last time before it rose off the bed and sank back down uncontrollable as she came to the thrusts of Miss West.
The three women crawled onto the bed and lay panting for several minutes. Miss West removed Wendy’s blindfold. They were all sweaty and their pussy’s raw with sex. Their juices glistened on their thighs and filled the room with an unmistakeable musk.
Miss West was the first to move.
She stood up and looked back down at the girls. “I have a busy afternoon. I will be around the house but will not require your services till later. You two will come and bathe me then you will spend the rest of the day in my house and gardens. You will act like lovers. You will shower together. You will make sandwiches for each other. There are dvds to watch in the living room. You may watch them curled up on the sofa together. You will remain naked or in your underwear if you wish. You must kiss and cuddle regularly. I expect you to make love before dinner too. Give me your wrists.”
The two girls held out their arms obediently. They both wanted to thank Miss West’s for her last instructions but decided to remain silent. Miss West produced a set of handcuffs. She snapped one link over Wendy’s left wrist and one over Rachel’s right. The two cuffs were joined by a metal chain about four feet long.
“You will also need to pee in front of each other as you will be left chained until I say differently. Is all that clear and fair?!”
“Yes Miss West.”
“Yes Miss West” Both girls responded in sweet soft voices.
Rachel and Wendy followed Miss West to her bathroom to bathe her.

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Master Claims His Pet

There is something oddly erotic about the vampire. Most people can understand this, or there would not be a market for vampire pornography or, the far more common, vampire erotica or other erotica mixed with similar horrific themes. I had never read these stories, and years later when I watched the first fetish video I found it more amusing than arousing. But neither of these setbacks stopped my obsession. I kept it quiet for many months before I confided in my friends. At their looks of horror, I passed my obsession off as momentary in nature, and my friends were relieved and amused at the same time. They had no problem when I graduated high school a virgin. It was not that unusual, although all of my friends had some experience and many were no longer virginal in any way.
I had hoped that my obsession would pass when I got to college, with a campus full of horny frat boys, but I had no such luck. As the months passed, my friends became more and more concerned. I went on many first dates, but felt no ties to any of these boys. I could have gained experience with any of these boys, but refused. I felt nothing toward them. Finally, I resigned myself to perpetual virginity. I wanted nothing to do with these imitations of manhood.
My friends were shocked at first, then began to spend every waking moment changing my mind. I was not to be swayed. They eventually let up, hoping, but no longer assuming that it was simply a phase I was going through.
Again, I graduated a virgin, untouched in every way except for the occasional unsuccessful gropes in the back of the theatre by inexperienced but determined boys from my psychology or English class. I had never even been kissed. My friends had stopped pressuring me, figuring that I was happier with my decision. I got a job as a bilingual legal secretary for a group of real estate lawyers and for the next year lived life relatively happily, even if my day to day life was rather boring and lonely. Even though I sometimes noticed that the lives of my friends were more filled and consisted of far fewer nights at home alone, I never regretted my decision. I seemed to know that I would get nothing out of sex or a relationship.
That changed dramatically when He walked into the office. He was tall with broad shoulders, pale skin that contrasted sharply with his black hair and eyebrows. His eyes were so dark that had I not instinctively known what he was, I would have assumed he used contacts to darken his irises. He had an air of confidence and virility that overwhelmed me. He had an appointment with my boss, so he came up to me, seeming to glide silently across the floor rather than walk. So consumed was I that for several seconds I couldn’t find my voice to ask if I could help him. When I did find my voice I was slightly frightened to use it, fearing that my sudden passion would escape me.
In my silence, he smiled slightly, raising one of his eyebrows slightly. “I have an appointment with Mr. Thomas. Please inform him that I am here, Carol Anne.” He said it softly, but there was a hint of authority that I would never have even considered disobeying. I stood almost without knowing or realizing what I was doing and went to notify my boss that his client had arrived. It wasn’t until he went in to see my boss that I realized that he had known my name, and not just the first name that everyone I knew used to refer to me, but my middle name as well.
I knew then that he was the one I had been waiting for. I hadn’t even known I had been waiting until I saw him. I decided then and there I would have no other. I was relieved not to have been violated. I knew innately that he would not have been pleased had someone touched what was his.
My friends were ecstatic to hear that my decision until they realized the object of my ardor. One of my friends worked at the same office I did and had seen him, albeit not as well as I. They tried once again to sway me away from him, but stopped almost at once. I had become less and less close with all of them over the months, and they seemed to realize that their arguments served to aggravate rather than convince me. The two I remained somewhat close to seemed to feel that at least I would gain some experience in the ways of love, even if it was negative, and assured me that they would help me through the disappointment they were sure would follow. I never told them that if I failed I had no intention of continuing on.
I waited day in and day out for him to arrive again at the office. He had another appointment on Friday. Friday morning I woke up an hour early and tossed and turned for twenty minutes before realizing I couldn’t wait anymore. I got out of bed and tried to eat something, but my stomach wasn’t happy with my selection. I dressed carefully, trying to please. Despite my intuition that told me he wanted me, that he wanted me pure, that he would claim me today, I didn’t know how he wanted me to appear. I didn’t know how he would want me to dress, whether he wanted me to wear makeup, how he would want me to style my hair. After wasting my spare time stressing about the decision, I gave up. I dressed in a simple yet elegant skirt and blouse and opted not to wear jewelry except my small diamond earrings. I wore no makeup and simply brushed my long hair to shininess. I arrived at work early and waited nervously. I was overcome several times by the fear that he would cancel, but somehow made it through the day to lunchtime.
I ate nothing at lunch. My stomach was still nervous and I feared leaving my desk for even a moment and missing his arrival. I was rewarded. Halfway through my lunch hour, he arrived, dressed as impeccably as the first time I had seen him. My heart sped up, but at the same time I found I was unable to breathe. He glided towards me, the smallest of smiles on his lips. He came up to my desk once again and looked down at me.
“I have another appointment, Carol Anne. Please inform him that I have arrived.”
I didn’t have to do as he told me because my boss came out of his office at that moment to greet him personally. My eyes followed them into the office hoping he would glance back at me. He did not.
I got no work done during their meeting. I sat there in a mild state of panic and impatience terrified I had been wrong. Had I simply imagined that he wanted me? Or, even worse, had I displeased him in some way? So great was my fear that I didn’t hear him open the door after an hour and leave the office, although he could have snuck up on me without my fear if he so chose. I jumped slightly when he spoke in my ear. His voice was still soft; his breath was oddly cool against my skin.
“Have you saved yourself for me, Carol Anne?” His lips brushed my ear as he said it and one of his hands stroked my hair.
“Yeessss.” It came out as a sigh.
“Yes what, Carol Anne?” There was a slight growl in his voice, but I knew the answer without having to think about it.
“Yes, Master.”
“Good girl.” His words made a shiver of pleasurable anticipation run through me. For the first time in my life, there was a burning need between my legs. He had walked in front of my desk and was once again looking down at me. I looked up at him, silently trying to both relay my need to him and beg him to quench the fire. He looked at me in pleased amusement.
“Not yet, my pet, not yet. I will fulfill your needs as you will mine, but you must wait just a short while longer.” A whine escaped my partially opened mouth.
He leaned closer to me. I wanted to move still closer, but his eyes warned me to stay where I was. As he drew nearer to me, I felt the increasingly more familiar feeling that I could no longer breathe. A couple of his pale long fingers touched my lips gently. I kissed them as they danced over my lips.
“Look at me, pet.” I looked up into his dark hypnotic eyes. “I know what you need, and you will wait until I give it to you. Do not disappoint me in this respect. I will know if you did, and will not be pleased.” There was a threat in his voice and eyes that made me tremble.
“No Master. When…”
“Tonight.” He withdrew his fingers, an action that made me whimper. “You will go home after I leave. Dress in what I have left for you there. Meet me at the address I have also left tonight at seven. Do not be late.” He paused and smiled his small smile again. “I would suggest a nap in the interim.”
I watched as he left. The fire that had been licking me at the apex of my thighs had spread into all but the most extreme of my extremities. I whined again softly, only slightly understanding his influence over me, only vaguely understanding what I wanted, no needed, from him. I remembered his promise to fulfill my needs as I would fulfill his. The thought of serving, pleasing him for the rest of my days made me shiver with eagerness.
I followed his instructions. My head cleared slightly without his immediate presence. I told my boss that I was taking the rest of the day off. I had yet taken a single day of leave since beginning to work there, so he was more than willing to let me leave. He gave me a look of vague concern, seeming to believe only too well my story that I was not feeling well.
I went home, and found, not to my surprise, there was a long black dress with matching heels. I felt the fabric of the dress and found it to be of the softest of silk. It dipped low in the front, which would accentuate my cleavage. A slit ran up the right side of the dress. It ran up so high that when I put on the dress the slit would probably reach my upper thigh. Although the fire within me had dampened slightly since leaving the office, seeing and feeling his choice of my clothing caused it to burn up as brightly as it had when he was standing directly in front of me.
I did as he suggested and lay down for a nap after finally eating my lunch. After my nap, I showered carefully and brushed through my hair. He had supplied a pair of panties, but no bra, so I simply went without. Again, I chose not to wear make up or jewelry. I did look myself over in the mirror before leaving and was happy with the overall effect.
I arrived at the address indicated at two minutes before seven. Had I not driven some fifteen minutes earlier through town, I would have guessed that I had been through a time warp. The house that rose up in front of me seemed more accurately described as a manor. It was made of dark stone and the architectural details reminded me of gothic cathedrals. As I stepped out of my car, I was greeted by an older gentleman in a suit who asked me for my purse and car keys, stating that I would not need them. As stupid as it may have seemed, I handed both over to the gentleman, who bowed slightly and gestured me toward the front doors, which opened seemingly by themselves. I was almost surprised not to see the room lit by torches lined along the walls, but the manor seemed to have all modern conveniences.
A small woman also dressed professionally met me at the door. She silently beckoned me to follow her, which I did, my heart starting to race again. She led me down a long, dark hallway. I heard a piano playing in the distance, a dark piece filled with minor chords that seemed perfect to fill the dark hall I was walking through. Finally the woman stopped in front of a door. The music was louder here, leading me to believe that it was coming from the other side of this door. I pictured him sitting at a grand piano just feet away from me, which felt myself go weak in the knees. The fire within me flared up again.
She knocked on the door and left me there. The music stopped and I heard him call out in his soft voice, “Come in.”
I slowly opened the door and walked in. He stood as I did so, turning away from the piano and towards me. He picked up a glass of dark red wine and took a sip from it as he looked me up and down. I looked away and felt a blush rise to my cheeks under his scrutiny. He lowered his glass.
“Lovely, Carol Anne. But not complete, not quite.” I looked up at him, thinking he was angry or displeased. He was still smiling, however. He lowered his glass to the table sitting beside the piano and turned to pick something up from the same table. With his back turned towards me, he asked me to move closer.
I obeyed, walking up to him until he could, if he turned, have reached out and touched me. He finally did turn and I noticed what he had in his hands. It was a beautiful, black collar.
“Turn around and lift your hair.” When I had, I felt his hand dance upon my neck. I whined in pleasure. Finally, I felt the cool leather of his collar upon my neck as he attached it. He used the collar to turn me to face him. He looked me over for a moment.
“Yessss,” he hissed before lowering his mouth to mine. His lips massaged my own. As his hands ran down my body, stopping to examine my breasts and then moving down to my hips, I desperately wanted to reach up and touch him, but didn’t dare without permission. Finally, when I felt that the fire within me had reached an unbearable level, I felt him pull me into his body. His torso was hard with his muscles and as he pulled me closer to him I felt his hard erection press against my belly. Even clothed I could tell it was quite large and could feel it throbbing against me.
Suddenly, he pulled away from my mouth and let his lips trail down to my neck just above my new collar. He kissed at my neck before finally biting into it and gently sucking at me. I let out a cry as pleasurable convulsions raced through my body for the first time in my life. The feelings slowly subsided and I fell against him, no longer able to sustain my own weight.
He picked me up and effortlessly threw me over his shoulder. “Now, Carol Anne, I think you’re more than ready for me.”
“Master, I’ve been ready for you for years,” I answered him. Although I could not see his face, I heard him chuckle for the first time.
He carried me through the manor. It was such a large place that I lost track of where we were going. We went up two different flights of stairs and down several halls before he finally opened a large and ornate door. This room was apparently his bedroom. There was furniture in the room and decorations along the dark walls, but the only thing that really caught my attention was the four-poster bed in the middle of the room.
It was the largest bed I’d ever seen. It was covered in dark red and black sheets and blood red curtains hung around each of the four posters of the bed. He tossed me onto the middle of the bed, where I bounced slightly. He stood there watching me, an obvious bulge in his pants. I trembled slightly under his scrutiny.
“Get over here and undress me, Carol Anne.” Now that we were in his bedroom, his voice was rougher, more demanding. I rolled over and crawled to him despite my long dress, although I was greatly helped by the long slit up one side. I stopped at the foot of the bed, and knelt there, reaching up to start undoing the buttons on his black dress shirt, exposing his pale but muscular chest. I whimpered slightly as I slid the shirt off his shoulders and leaned forward to kiss the chest, looking up as I did so hoping to find evidence of approval. He raised an eyebrow at me, but didn’t stop me, so I continued my kisses until he stepped back, motioning me off the bed. I stood in front of him as he pulled my dress over my head, allowing my breasts to fall free. His hands brushed over them for a moment before reaching my collar. He pulled down on my collar until I was on my knees in front of him.
I nuzzled for a moment against the bulge in his pants before bending over to remove his shoes and socks. When they had joined his discarded shirt I finally reached up to reveal what I needed most. With fingers trembling from excitement, I undid his belt.
“Hand the belt to me, Carol Anne.”
I looked up at him quickly, a mixture of excitement and fear filling me. I carefully pulled his belt from his belt loops and offered it to him. He looked two fingers under my collar and raised me up before bending me at the waist over his bed. He ran his fingers over the black lace that covered my ass.
“I must say, Carol Anne, that for the most part I have been most pleased with you and your behavior, both before and after having met you in person. I knew I’d chosen well, but you have proven this to be beyond a doubt.” I felt a smile spread across my face. I somehow knew that he would rarely praise me, so hearing it now made my heart swell.
“However,” he continued, and I felt my smile fall from my face, “you are not to touch or kiss me without my permission. And while, yes, I could have stopped you, I feel it is most prudent for you to learn as quickly as possible the consequence for disobedience.” With that I felt his belt land on my ass. I jumped slightly, surprised by how much it hurt. I whimpered and held tight onto the sheets as he continued raining blows on my ass. At fifteen, he stopped. He dropped his belt and rubbed my reddened cheeks far more gently than I expected. Again he used my collar to stand me up facing him.
“That is just a taste of how I will handle disobedience. You have been warned. Now finish what you started.” I hesitated for the slightest of moments before realizing he wanted me to finish undressing him. Once again, I fell to my knees and was awarded with a slight smile. I reached up and finally undid his pants, unzipped the zipper and finally pulled down his pants and boxers to reveal what I wanted so badly. It was rock hard, throbbing slightly, and pointing at me. I whined slightly, dying to reach out and feel for him, but not daring for fear of repercussions. He watched in amusement as I tried to silently beg for more.
Suddenly, he grabbed at me, throwing me once more on the bed. This time he followed crawling so that he was over me. He stayed there for a moment looking at me before moving. When he did move, it was to place my arms over my head and produce a rope seemingly from nowhere. He used it to tie my arms together then to part of the headboard. Then he moved back, parting my legs and settling himself between them.
“Let’s see how ready you are, pet,” he said as he slowly removed my panties. He looked pleased, but not surprised to find me soaking wet. My panties had been soaked through, moistening my thighs with my lubrication. He gently spread my lower lips and examined my dripping insides.
“You are intact, my pet.” He stroked from my pussy lips up to my clit, sending waves of pleasure through me despite how light his touch was. I whined, loving his attention, but needing so much more. He smirked at me.
“What do you want, Carol Anne?”
“I want more,” I whispered.
“More? Well, in that case…” he said, and then lowered his head to my left breast. He lightly nipped, sucked and licked at the breast and nipple for some time before moving to the other, not stopping his light stroking of my pussy. I continued my whining, for the first time struggling against the ties of my arms. Finally, he raised his head and smirked at me again.
“Is something the matter, Carol Anne? I thought you wanted more?”
“Oh, Master, that feels wonderful. But…”
“But you want even more?” I nodded desperately. “Tell me what you need, Carol Anne. Be specific.”
I whimpered for a moment before answering. “I need you to fuck me.” I barely whispered the words. He smiled down at me
“What was that?”
“I need you to fuck me.” I said it louder this time.
“What?”
“Oh, please just fuck me!” I almost shouted the plea.
He complied, thrusting himself fully into me in one hymen-shattering stroke with a combination of a growl and snarl escaping from him. I screamed, arching my back at the pain. He stayed still for a moment before he started his rhythmic thrusts into me. There was nothing gentle about his claiming of me, but I had neither expected nor, despite the pain, wanted gentleness from him. With tears falling from my eyes, I simply waited for the pain to fade as I had been told it would by my experienced friends.
He never slowed his thrusts, but he did lean into my ear, his breaths slightly labored, but still cool against my skin. “The pain will fade, Carol Anne, and all the pleasure you need will follow.” I nodded, unable to speak. But I knew he was right, not because of the tales I had heard, but because the pain was already starting to fade. It took some time to become bearable, although it never fully went away, largely because he got rougher when he realized my initial pain fading. It only served to heighten my pleasure. Soon I was meeting his thrusts with ardor.
We continued our impassioned battle for some time. Moans and whimpers escaped me, intermixed with groans and hisses of pleasure from him. Tears continued to fall from my eyes, no longer from the pain but from the ecstasy that threatened to burst within me. It was stronger than anything I’d felt before, so much stronger than the orgasm I’d experience at his brief feeding earlier. As the pleasure exploded within me, he leaned down to bite into my neck again, sucking more deeply than he had before. Between the pleasure within me and the pleasure caused by his suckling I threatened to lose consciousness. I fought to maintain awareness, but as he suddenly stiffened above me, thrust deeply into me once more, and let out a low growl as he finally released his seeds within me, I lost my battle and faded from the world.

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Cousin Josh

Young love … there’s a glorious, fleeting beauty about it; one a heart does not understand until years pass … … This story takes a while to build up, and the sexual scenes are very detailed, which might not be everyone’s cup of coffee. Enjoy!

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The Chosen

Suzy finds that she has been chosen for a very special place in the village festival.

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College town

As I sit here contemplating my life, I laugh. My life has been pretty good. Well, that is, up until two years ago. That’s when I got caught and now that the trial is over, I’m sitting on death row. Convicted of rape and murder; a total of 37 counts. Those are just the ones that they know about; I think the real number is probably closer to 100. I’m not concerned; the cancer will kill me long before the appeal process is completed. Besides which, I’m already 66 years old.
As I think back over my life, I think that I started out as a nice guy. I think that my two tours in combat are what started the change. I enjoyed the killing. More accurately, I have never felt more alive than when I was faced with the possibility that I could die at any minute. Every time I killed someone, it was a victory for me. I was alive and he was dead.
This is my life…
I was born and raised in a college town. I love this town. The best thing about living in a college town is the fresh batch of teenage pussy that arrives every fall. I first discovered this treasure trove of pussy when I was 14. My first year in high school, I went out for the football team and our practices were held at one of the college fields.
I was big for my age. Most people assumed that I was a college student. At 14, I had broad shoulders, stood 6 foot and weighed 250lbs. My high school football coach recruited me because I was bigger than anyone else in the school and he soon discovered that I could play both the offensive and defensive lines. Nobody got past me.
I was in the habit of going to practice early in order to do a few laps before practice started. As I did my laps each day, I took note of the girls sitting in the bleachers. Some were doing schoolwork others were just watching the guys on the field. As a 14 year old, I had discovered porn a couple of years earlier but I was still trying to figure out girls.
It was after my laps one day that one of these college girls approached me. I saw her coming my way and watched the way she wiggled her hips as she walked. She was blonde, 5’ 6” and 120lbs with a 36D chest. She walked right up to me and said, “Hiya honey, your new here.” I said, “Yeah, I’m Sam, I’m a freshman.” She assumed that I was a college freshman and I did not correct her.
“I’m Sara, I’m a senior and I just love freshmen.” She said in a sultry voice as she reached up and ran her hand over my chest. She giggled, “Freshmen are so fresh. Ya know, untainted.” She was still running her hand over my chest and continued down to check out my abs.
When I said that I was big for my age, I mean everywhere. My 14-year-old cock was fully erect by the time her hand slid over the front of my shorts.
“Oh my god!” she gasped, “How big is this thing?” I blushed and didn’t answer. I didn’t have any experience with girls.
She looked up at my face as she was massaging my dick through my shorts. She giggled and said, “Oh, I’m sorry, I’ve embarrassed you.”
“No, ah yeah, a little.”
“Honey, little is not a word I would use to describe you.” As she said that, she began stroking my cock.
“Could you please stop that? If you keep that up, I’m going to shoot a load in my shorts and there are other places that I would rather do that.”
“Me too!” She said, “Come with me.” She put her arm around my waist and started steering me toward the bleachers. Her hand slid down to my ass as we walked and she grabbed a handful of my right cheek. “Uh huh, nice and firm, just the way I like ‘em.”
By this time we were behind the bleachers and she stopped me. She dropped to her knees and took my shorts down at the same time. “Holy shit! This thing is huge! How big is it?”
“It’s a little over 8 inches”, I said.
She was already stroking my cock and said, “Like I said honey, I wouldn’t use the word little to describe you or this thing.” With that, she started licking my cock. She started licking all around the head and worked her way down the shaft. She kept going down and licked my balls. I almost came when she popped one of my nuts into her mouth and started sucking on it. She switched over to the other nut and then began working her way back up the length of my cock until she engulfed the head in her mouth.
She sucked on the head, drawing a vacuum and slowly sunk down, taking more and more of my cock into her mouth. She didn’t stop until she had swallowed the whole thing.
“I’m gonna cum!”
She began swallowing, which felt like she was milking the 3 or 4 inches of my cock that was in her throat. I exploded, I shot load after load down her throat. She pulled back and took 3 more loads in her mouth. She withdrew and opened her mouth, showing me my cum. She closed her mouth and swallowed and then showed me her empty mouth. She took my cock back in her mouth and swallowed it again. As she withdrew, she licked and cleaned my cock from base to head. “You taste good”, she said.
“I hope you will give me the chance to find out how you taste”.
She said, “Let’s go back to my dorm”.
“I can’t right now, I’m already late for football practice. Can I come over after practice?”
She grabbed my dick and said, “Sure, just as long as you bring this with you”.
“Which dorm are you in?”
“Thompson Hall, room 306”.
“I’ll be there in about 2 hours”.
She kissed me and stroked my dick and said, “I can’t wait to get this thing in my pussy”.
With that, I ran off to practice. The coach chewed me out for being late and I had to do 10 extra laps.
After practice and a shower, I hurried over to Thompson Hall. I knocked on her door and it opened instantly. “God, I’m so horny! Where have you been? Never mind! Just give me that cock.” By the time she stopped talking long enough to take a breath, she had my cock out and as soon as the last words came out of her mouth, my cock went in.
She went up and down on my cock as she worked on getting my pants off. Once she accomplished that, she began shedding her own clothes. By this time, my cock was hard and she wasn’t waiting any longer. She pushed me back on the bed and climbed on top of me. She grabbed my dick and guided it into her pussy. As soon as the head was in, she dropped down, sinking my entire 8 inches into her hot hole. “Oh my god”, she said, “That fills me right up. Oh my god, it’s fucking huge.”
She was bouncing up and down and thrashing all over the bed. I was holding on to her hips and really just holding on for dear life. She rode me like a champion bull rider at the rodeo. The whole time, I’m thinking, “My first pussy!” “Oh my god, this feels great.” “Holy shit, I hope she doesn’t break it.”
She had her first orgasm and collapsed on my chest. She laid there panting and after a few moments, she said, “Roll me over and fuck me hard.” How could I argue with that?
I held her to my chest and rolled us over. I began pounding her pussy as hard and fast as I could. She said, “Deeper, I want it deeper! Put my legs on your shoulders”. I did as she told me and continued pounding away.
“Oh my god, I’ve never had anything so deep in my pussy. Keep going, I’m gonna cum again!”
“Me too!”
“Don’t cum in me! I want it in my mouth!”
She started cumming and I kept pounding. It was taking all the willpower that I could muster to hold off my own climax. Her orgasm began to subside; I took one last stroke and pulled out. I quickly moved up and shoved my erupting cock in her mouth. The first string of my cum splattered across her face before I entered her mouth. I shot 5 or 6 loads in her mouth and she swallowed every drop.
I collapsed on the bed, “God that was amazing”.
I spent a lot of time during that school year fucking Sara. She never did find out that I was only 14 years old. She taught me all about oral sex, (I just love eating pussy), anal, bondage. She even brought another guy in a couple of times for a DP. She graduated in June and moved on. I never saw her again.
I gained a lot of confidence during my time with Sara and didn’t have any trouble entertaining myself with the local pussy during the summer. Although, most of the high school girl were terrified by the size of my cock. I was looking forward to the fall, when the new batch of college pussy would arrive.
I continued this routine all of the way through high school. College pussy during the school year and local pussy in the summer.
I graduated from high school and was immediately drafted into the Army. I did two tours and came home after my discharge. I tried attending the local college but it just wasn’t what I wanted. For several years, I moved from one job to another and eventually ended up in the maintenance department at the college.
By this time, I was 6’ 5” and 300lbs and had done a pretty good job of staying in shape. My cock had also grown to 10 inches and was slightly thicker than average. I worked out every day and I still looked pretty good. I got in the habit of hanging out in some of the local bars. The bars were the best place to hook up with college girls. The girls weren’t lining up for me but I had a steady supply of college pussy and I even got the occasional 18-year-old freshman.
As time went on, I had less and less success and by the time I was 28, I wasn’t getting laid very often.
On the night that my life changed, I was actually called a dirty old man by a cute little redhead. She was probably 18 or 19 years old and stood about 5’ even. She couldn’t have weighed more than 100lbs and was sporting a fabulous rack that had to be a 34 or 36 D cup.
She went out of her way to make sure that everyone in the bar knew that I had made a pass at her and she was very bitchy about the whole thing.
I thought, “Ok, I don’t need this shit” and left the bar. As I walked home, I was doing a little self-assessment and when I passed through the campus, I decided to sit down on a bench for a while.
I don’t know how long I sat there thinking about what I had done with my life and where I was going. Suddenly, there she was, right in front of me. I became aware of her when I heard, “Well, well, well, if it isn’t the old pervert. What’s wrong, can’t you find any little girls to rape? You should be ashamed of yourself, stalking people and trying to force yourself on women.”
I snapped! The whole time she had been ranting at me, she kept coming closer and closer. By the time I snapped, she was right in my face. My hand lashed out and I had a death grip on her throat. I lifted her in the air and just watched as she flailed about, gasping for air. I held her at arms length and at first she was landing some pretty good blows on my arm but she couldn’t reach anything else.
Her struggles slowly diminished as she ran out of air. When she appeared to have given up, I lowered her to the bench and sat down next to her. She sat there gasping for air and holding her throat.
“I was not going to rape you. All I did was try to talk to you and maybe get a date. All you had to do was say no and I would have walked away. But no, you had to be a bitch about it and then you follow me over here so you can try to humiliate me some more.”
By this time, she had recovered and started swinging. I caught her hands so she couldn’t hit me but not before she landed a couple of good hits to the side of my head. She was ranting on about calling the cops and reporting me for trying to rape her and attempted murder and anything else she could think of and then she kicked me right in the nuts. I went down hard and took her with me. Suddenly, it was quiet and she stopped struggling.
I lay there for several minutes, not enjoying the pain in my groin and thought, “Jesus, what the hell did I do to deserve this?” As the pain subsided and I began to breathe normally again, I looked over at her. I could see that she was breathing but I could also see an ugly bruise on the side of her face. I crawled over to her and rolled her onto her back. I checked her pulse and then looked at the bruise. It was getting worse. There was a nice lump right on her temple and the bruise went from there to her cheek and her eye was beginning to swell. Her head must have hit the bench when we fell.
“This is just perfect. I call an ambulance and go to jail for assault at the very least. With her version, it’ll probably be rape and attempted murder.” I felt something on the side of my head and reached up. My hand came away with blood on my fingers. “Terrific! This will just reinforce her story.”
I sat there for some time, trying to figure out if there was a way out of this mess. I didn’t do anything wrong damn it. I just made a pass at a pretty girl and then tried to defend myself when I was attacked. Fuck! Ok, maybe it wasn’t a good idea to grab her by the throat. Fuck, fuck, fuck! She’s lucky I didn’t snap her neck when I grabbed her. I’d done that enough times in combat that it was almost second nature. Damn it! I wouldn’t be looking at jail time if I had killed her. Fuck! If she were found dead, maybe it would just look like she had fallen and hit her head on the bench. Fuck! I didn’t want to go to jail. Fuck!
I made my decision. I grabbed her head and was ready to snap her neck when the thought entered my head, “What a waste, she is probable a good fuck. The way she fought, she would have been a wild fuck. What the fuck? Why not? I’ll give the bitch one last good fucking before I kill her.”
I picked her up and carried her into the woods. There was a path right there that the students used as a shortcut during the day. This area was usually pretty deserted at night and obviously, no one had witnessed anything so far or the cops would have been here by now.
I stopped for a minute to figure out what to do. She started to wake up. I thought, “Can’t have her screaming”. I laid her down and quickly stripped her clothes off. I used my pocketknife to cut up her clothes and used the strips of cloth to bind her hands behind her back and stuffed most of her tank top into her mouth. I tied a strip around her head to hold the gag and another to blindfold her.
She was awake now and was trying to scream and thrash around. I got on top of her and pinned her down. I whispered in her ear, “Ok bitch, you brought this on yourself. I wasn’t going to rape you at the bar but now you’re mine and maybe, just maybe if you behave yourself, you might live to see another day”. Now, she was sobbing and whimpering.
I stood her up and tossed her over my shoulder. I followed the path until it intersected another path and turned left. After about 5 minutes, I left the path and continued through the woods for a few more minutes until I came to the old factory. It was closed down years ago and was abandoned.
I put her down in the bushes and went to check out the building. I went through the whole place and it looked like I was probably the first person to set foot in there since it had been closed. I found a loft area up on the third floor that looked like it would serve my needs quite nicely.
I went and tossed her over my shoulder again and carried her into the building and up to the loft. I stood her on her feet and told her, “We are on a platform that is very high, I would suggest that you don’t move or you may fall and it’s a long way down”.
I left her there and checked out the loft. We were standing on a metal grate deck and there was a metal railing around three sides and a brick wall on the fourth side. Overhead, there were metal girders and several rails with rolling hooks hanging from them. I could see that this rail system went around the entire factory. I don’t know what they did here but it was evident that they used the rails to move something around the factory.
Now that I was somewhat familiar with my surroundings, I decided to play with her.
I stepped in front of her and grabbed both of her nipples. I pinched them hard and twisted. She screamed behind the gag as I began pulling up on her nipples. I kept pulling until she was standing on her toes. I let go and she fell to the floor; sobbing and I could just make out her “Please, please, please”.
I got the heavy chain that I had seen over by the wall and wrapped one end around her neck. I left some slack so she wouldn’t be strangled just yet. I wrapped the other end around her knees. I picked up the middle of the chain and hung it over one of the hooks overhead, wrapping the chain around the hook until she was hanging at just the right height for me to fuck her.
I stepped back to observe my handiwork. It was perfect. She was hanging with her knees against her chest and the chain was forcing her head back. Her pussy and asshole were both exposed for me to use.
I stepped up and shove a finger into her pussy. I could feel that she was dry and her scream confirmed that she was not enjoying this. “Good! Bitch!”
I started sawing in and out with my finger; she didn’t get wet but she did begin to loosen up a bit. I added another finger and she screamed again. After doing this for a few minutes, I noticed that she was beginning to produce a little moisture. That’s all I was looking for. I wasn’t trying to turn her on and didn’t give a shit if she enjoyed this or not. I merely wanted enough lubrication to avoid hurting my cock when I rammed it home.
I put my cock against her pussy and pushed hard. I had about 5 inches into her before she knew it was coming. “Damn, she is tight!” She reacted with the expected scream and tried to thrash around to get away from my cock. I grabbed her hips and rammed the remaining 5 inches into her. The head of my cock felt like I had rammed it into a vice. “Oh my god, I must have entered her cervix.” I wasted no time and began fucking her hard and fast. Her screams were continuous now and the more she screamed, the more I enjoyed it. I fucked her like that for maybe 5 minutes until I shot a huge load deep inside her womb.
I pulled out and looked down; my cock was covered with blood. There was cum and blood flowing out of her. Fuck it; I’d be doing her a favor if I let her bleed to death. I left her hanging there and went over to the wall and sat down to rest and contemplate what I would do next. After awhile, her moaning stopped and I nodded off.
When I woke up, she was hanging there, no signs of life. I got up and went over to check her out. She still had a pulse but it was weak. Her breathing seemed to be ok but she was very pale. Well, she was a redhead so she was very light skinned to begin with.
It was beginning to get light out. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 5:00 am. I decided that I should check out the area around the factory and I was pretty hungry. I started climbing down from the loft and noticed a small pool of blood on the floor below. I would have to remember to clean that up whenever I clean up the rest of this mess.
I headed out and saw no signs that anyone else came here. I circled the factory several times and found a couple of small trails but judging from the undergrowth, they were made by animals not people. I backtracked over the route I had taken to get to the factory, watching for any signs that I had come this way. I got all the way to the end of the trail and everything looked good.
There was no one around so I stepped out of the woods and walked home. I showered and ate and gathered a few supplies and headed back to the factory. I walked across the campus with a duffle bag slung over my shoulder. To the casual observer, I was just some guy headed to the gym.
There was a couple sitting on the bench as I pasted by. I just said, “Good morning” and continued down the path. I don’t even think they took note of me; they were too involved in each other to be bothered by me.
I arrived back at the factory and once again, circled around to check it out. It was all clear and I entered and climbed up to the loft. As soon as she heard me, she started screaming into the gag. I’m sure that she was hoping that I was coming to rescue her. I walked right up to her and said, “I’m back bitch”. She stopped screaming and started crying.
It was time to finish this. I supported her shoulders while I rewrapped the chain around her neck. This time it was tight enough that it would eventually strangle her. She must have noticed this because she started to struggle as soon as I stopped supporting her shoulders and the chain began putting pressure on her neck.
“I think you’ve figured this out but I’m going to tell you anyway. It’s time for you to die. I’m going to fuck your ass while I watch you die.” With that, I pulled a jar of vaseline out of my bag and greased my cock.
With no preamble, I put my cock against her asshole and started pushing. She was clenching her ass shut as hard as she could and screaming, “No, no, no” through the gag. I pushed harder and said, “That’s it bitch, fight it. Make it nice and tight for me.” I kept pushing and I could feel her asshole beginning to weaken. I still wasn’t making any headway but she was losing the battle. “Come on bitch, don’t give up yet. Make me work for it.” I maintained the pressure and I felt her asshole stretch and the head popped into her ass. Considering how hard I had been pushing, it should be no surprise that my 10 inches was instantly buried to the hilt. I felt her asshole tear and a trickle of warm blood running down to my balls.
Even with her mouth stuffed, her scream pierced the air and she passed out. I thought, “Well, this isn’t going to work. I want the bitch to suffer. Ok, change of plans!” I took a couple of nice long strokes in and out of her ass. It was tighter than anything I had ever stuck my cock into before and it felt great.
I pulled out and walked around her. I removed the chain from her neck. Couldn’t have the bitch dying while she was passed out. Where’s the fun in that? I remove the chain completely and left her laying there while I repositioned some of the hooks on the rails overhead. Next, I wrapped the chain around one ankle and pulled it until her ass was at the right height and ran it over the first hook. Then, the chain went over a second hook and back down to her other ankle. I took the other end of the chain and ran it under her back and pulled it up so it was wedged in her armpits. I then brought it back up to a third hook and tied it off. Now she was suspended with her legs vertical and widely spread and her back was horizontal. Her head hung back limply as she was still unconscious.
I greased my cock again and stood between her legs and began pushing my cock into her ass again. Since I had already been in there once and she was unconscious, the head popped into her ass without much effort.
As soon as my cock entered, she started to wake up. She was moaning and whimpering as I slowly sunk deeper and deeper into her. By the time my cock was in about 4 inches, she was fully awake and screaming her head off. I wanted her to stay awake so I could enjoy her screams; so I went slowly. I kept going until my cock was buried again. Her ass was still very tight and it was almost painful. Once I was all the way in, I began fucking her with long, slow strokes. All the way in, all the way out, all the way in. The feeling of my cock reentering her asshole on each stroke was quickly driving me toward my orgasm.
As I continued fucking her, I realized that I could now play with her tits and pussy. This position was great! I began mauling her tits, twisting her nipples, pinching and pulling on them. I was grabbing two big handfuls of soft tit flesh and squeezing them until she screamed. I started alternating between her tits and her pussy. She really didn’t like it when I pulled her pussy lips and stretched them as far as they would go. She screamed even louder when I pinched her clit.
The whole time I was torturing her, I continued to fuck her ass and kept going faster. I was pulling all the way out and then ramming my cock all the way back in. I wasn’t really paying attention to where my cock was going and on one of the in strokes; I missed her ass and rammed my cock all the way into her pussy. That had to have been the loudest scream so far. Her pussy had to still be sore from the fucking I had given her last night. After that happened, I began switching back and forth, using both holes.
This had to be heaven! No doubt about it, I had died and gone to heaven. Both of her holes were so tight, her screams; I could almost feel her pain. Yup, I’ve died and gone to heaven.
I was just about done. I could feel the cum churning. I concentrated on her ass and pound her as hard as I could. I felt the cum shooting up the length of my cock. I shot into her ass again and again. I don’t know how many times I shot into her. I came so hard that I lost control of my legs and collapsed on the floor while I was still cumming.
I lay there trying to get my body back under control. My breathing slowly returned to normal. I laid there listening to her sobbing. I thought, “Too bad she has to die, I’d love to keep her around for awhile.”
After I had recovered, I decided that it was time to finish this. I stood and walked around to her head. I was thinking that I would just snap her neck and be done with it but as I stood there looking at her, I realized that there was still one hole I hadn’t used. I thought, “What the hell, why not give her one more good fucking?”
I removed the blindfold. One eye was swollen shut. She slowly opened the other eye and looked up at me. I knelt down next to her head and said, “You got a reprieve, you should have been dead by now. I’m going to take a break and then I’m going to give you a chance to save your life. Right know I still intend to kill you because you’re such a bitch. In a little while, we’ll see if you can change my mind.”
After resting for a while I walked over to her. Her eyes were closed as she dozed. I grabbed her nipples and twisted them. She awoke with a scream.
“Now that I have your attention, I am going to remove the gag. You will not make a sound. No screaming, no begging, nothing. If I hear anything, you die. You are going to suck my cock and you will make me believe that you want to do it. If you are not enthusiastic about sucking my cock, you die. If I feel teeth, you die. Do you understand?”
She nodded her head and I removed the gag. She exercised her jaw a little and I presented her with my cock. She kissed the tip and began licking all around the head. She took the head in her mouth and began bobbing up and down on it. She was really putting some effort into it.
I started feeding more to her. Before long, I was sliding about 3 inches in and out of her mouth. She was sucking and swirling her tongue around the head. It felt great. I started going a little deeper on each stroke and she took it well until I entered her throat.
She began gagging every time my cock went into her throat. I just kept going deeper and deeper every time. The feeling of her throat constricting around the head of my cock when she gagged was phenomenal. I was still withdrawing far enough that she could breathe and then pushing my cock into her throat. I still had 4 more inches to go. I held her head and started going into her throat and staying there for longer periods each time. Little by little, I increased the depth and duration of my thrusts. Eventually, I was staying buried in her throat until she was running out of air.
I could feel that I was getting close. I sped up my attack on her throat and pounded away. When I felt my cum begin to rise, I drove my cock in all the way. I held it there as I shot my cum down her throat.
By the time I had finished cumming, she had run out of air and was beginning to struggle. I held her head in position and kept my cock buried in her throat. Her face was beginning to turn blue and her struggles weakened. It only took about a minute for her to stop and I reached down to check her pulse. She was dead.
She was my first; she had ignited a thirst in me. It was only a couple of months later when I took my next victim. As time passed, I got more inventive with the ways that I tortured my victims. They all died one way or another. Some were fucked to death as the first had been. Others were hanged or beaten. I even gutted one while she was still alive and roasted her. I prefer beef. She didn’t taste bad. I just prefer beef.
I got to the point that I was keeping them alive for weeks. I found that the pleasure I derived from torturing them increased as I explored and pushed them to the limits of their ability to endure the pain.
After the first one, I would take a new victim 2 or 3 times a year. They were all students at the college. I love living in a college town.
Yeah, life has been pretty good.

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