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Silk’s Final Punishment

This is the last part of Silk’s punishment. There is more to come of what happens before this but here is the last Part for now. Enjoy, comment and rate

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a Adventures 4: Worthless cumcovered gangbang cinemaslut

After that heavy torture thing last time I said to my slut, that we’ll have a nice relaxed gang bang in a cinema in our town. I put an invitation on the website of the sex cinema and wrote the following text:
“We plan a gang bang on Saturday from 8 pm open end. Feel free to cum as often as you want and bring lots of friends with you. My slutslave is Romanian, slim, 25, brown haired and tanned and has a great slim body. Her small sluttish perky boobs are waiting for your hands and your cum. She s extremely hungry for all your cocks and swallows everything you give her. My slut is one of the most submissive sluts in the world. She does everything you want. We hope to see you soon. What you need is an actual aids test. Entry fee: 20 dollars”
I made a deal with the cinema owner to share the money he made. So we prepared ourselves for the evening. Benas heart was beating double the speed it normally does. She was already wet the whole day. She had no idea of how many guys would fuck her that night. She had to wear her servants dress with hot black stockings, a short skirt in black with white pockets and a shelf bra, which exposed her long puffy nipples. She had a servants hood on her head and wore 5 inch black latex stilettos. As usual she wasn’t allowed to wear any slip. When she walked, her new fat piercing rings on her pussy lips hit together and made a hot concert.
When we left home Bena was so excited that we had to stop on the way to the cinema, cause she had to pee. We stopped at a parking lot and she walked in front of our car. Lifted her skirt and peed in front of it. I was rock hard immediately. When she was finished she stood up and let the rest of the pee run down her hot freshly shaven long slim legs. She got into the car and gave me a taste of her pee with her hand. Then she fucked herself a bit with her hand and licked her juice from her hand. I was so fucking hard so I ordered her to suck my dick immediately. Instead of sucking it in the car she walked around and opened the drivers door. She took my dick in her hungry slutmouth, while her bare ass was poking out of the car. Her fuckslut was visible to everybody. Her piercings hung down her slit. Some cars passed us and hooted. They couldn’t believe their eyes. Bena went on sucking my dick and with her special slut technique she massaged my cum out of my balls in record time. Quite a good training for tonight I thought. She slurped my cum down, after she played with it in her slutmouth. She is a specialist in cum gargling and enjoys to tease with it. After she swallowed she wiped her mouth and sat back in the car. We drove to the cinema, where we couldn’t believe what we saw.
There was a waiting line at the cinema. It seemed that there were 40 or 50 guys when we passed the whistling group. There were guys of every social background (even some really nasty ugly beggars). Ebony guys, Caucasians and Asians. Young and really old guys. Punks and business guys. What a fucking mess I thought. That takes hours to make them happy. When Benaslutslave passed them they started to grab at her tits and ass cheeks. I had to separate them to come into the cinema. There was some kind of bodybuilder I couldn’t get off. He grabed my slut on her hair and forced her down to the ground. Bena obeyed. He forced his dick out of his trousers directly in her throat. She sucked submissively and massaged his shaven bull balls. He forced his fat dick till his balls knocked on her chin. Tears run down her eyes. Her eyelash smeared a bit. But he didn’t take long to cum in her throat. He shot and Bena swallowed. She didn’t have any choice. He ripped her head of his dick and disappeared. Bena fall back a bit and catched herself. Her pussy was visible to all the guys in the line. One of the guys said, that this piercings are fucking crazy. “You are the filthiest whore he’ll ever fuck! We walked down to the cinema rooms and it looked not like 40 to 50 but like 80 in total.
Bena found a seat in the first row. She sat down. Some really horny porn was running. But nobody cared. They all followed us and wanked their dicks. I sat next to her and played on her pussy. I fucked her with my four fingers in her pussy hole. I ordered the first guy to my slave and allowed her to start her blow jobs. She immediately had two dicks in her hands and on in her sluttish mouth. Behind her where dozens of guys and grabbed her tiny but fucking sexy little titties. I fucked her heavier and she moaned over the dicks. The first guy was near to cum and on rage. Bena sucked harder and he couldn’t hold it anymore. He shot her in her mouth and released her. She was showing his cum to all the surrounding guys. They just realized what a slut she is. Then three guys where again next to her. She was changing dicks every 10 seconds and looked deep and sexy in their eyes. It didn’t take long again and she collected their loads in her mouth. The other guys gave her their loads and Bena gargled 10 loads within 10 minutes. Her mouth was full. I fucked her now with four fingers in her pussy hole. After the experience with the sadist in his house her cunt was widely spread for 3 weeks. I ordered Bena to do daily training of her muscles down there to get it tighter again. But I had that feeling it didn’t work out to her original tightness. Nevertheless she gargled the loads and suddenly swallowed all the mess and let go a yummy sound. Then she moved and kneeled on the cinema seat. She spread her bum and cunt into the masses and said, fuck me you fuckers. While she was bending over the seat she wanked dicks in the second row and blew a huge member from a beggar. That fat cock looked really ugly and smelled stinky but my Slaveslut sucked it dutifully. I guesss he hadn’t have sex for years and Benaslut was doing something social. After just 30 seconds he shot his 10 thick jizz loads in her fuckface. She wasn’t expecting that and was totally messed up. All the guys laughed and said, she is the sickest bitch in the world. Her pussy was already filled with a cock from an Asian guy. She didn’t realize it first but as he changed holes in her butt she started to enjoy it. Another guy sat beneath her on the cinema chair and sucked her titties while he fucked my bitch in her pierced whorepussy. The Asian guy continued and shot his load in her ass. And so it went on for two hours. I didn’t have the impression that the waiting line gets shorter. Bena was totally filled up with cum in every of her holes. Even when she gagged and threw up only cum disappeared from her. She felt in heaven. She was in the centre of the fuck universe. A cum loving goddess. Unexhaustible flows of warm cum. Under her three slave holes where huge puddles of cum. Her hair, her eyes and her ears where full of it too. She got a bit exhausted. I said to all, that my slut needs a 15 minute break.
After that we could continue. We disappeared in a dark room. What we saw was diverse SM stuff. I had an idea. I attached Benaslut on the swing set looking upwards and bound her A cup udders on a rope hanging from the ceiling. As usual they looked like tiny table tennis balls when they where bound. I enjoy that embarrassing presentation of her titless body. I bound her legs to the swing set. She had to arch back her head in a position where she can be fucked perfectly in her throat. Last but not least I bound her arms behind her back and attached her hair to it. So she was absolutely helpless and reduced to her three holes. Then I opened the door to the room and the guys flowed into the room.
Bena was still covered In cum and it flowed out of every of her holes. But that was only a third of what followed the next two hours. They raped her and fucked her. They filled her with their hands and fisted her ass and her pussy. Wads of slimy cum came ut of her bowels and her slutslit. She was chocked and gagged. Her face full of mucus. I asked the cinema guy if he could close the doors, because I think that my slave isn’t able to take more than the 30 guys still waiting for their release. When I entered the room again some nasty guy was fist fucking her poor sloppy anus and causing a fat two inch prolapse coming out of her bumhole. He boxed it in and released his hand a second later. I couldn’t see Benas condition through all that mucus, but I realized her moaning still. And finally she was still breathing and orgasming. I stopped counting after 6 or 7 times. Sure was she still had fun. Her piercings where hitting together in the speed of the fisting. She gagged loud and coughed. A huge black guy had stick his member in deep in her throat. It was clearly visible in her neck. He enjoyed that slow fuck deep in her and fucked her like that for at least 10 minutes. I couldn’t believe what I saw but he managed to get that huge member of 11 inches all the way in. It was like sword swallowing, what she practiced with him while she got fisted. Several guys fucked their load in her pussy using breaks of the fister. I couldn’t hold my cum seeing that black dick in my slave and fucked her on her eyes. I said, that they would have to hurry up. There is only half an hour left. With that the rest of the bunch stood around her and waited until the black guy shot his load into her mouth. She hold it and gargled. A group of guys shot their load into her cum bag mouth. 5 where left. I closed the room. I released here from all the bondages except the tit bondage. Her little teeny udders were deep red blueish. She had to kneel down. I got a whip and spanked her hard on her udders. She screamed. I whipped her hard again. She was back and more alive than before. It waked her up a bit. I whipped 10 times over her hot sexy ass cheeks. Then I told the five guys, that the guy who gets her to orgasm within a minute wins a night with her alone and can do whatever he wants except harming her permanently or killing her of course. Bena was kneeling a bit uncomfortable cause her tits lifted her up a bit.
The first guy must have cum from a construction area nearby. He was full of dirt and was stinking sweaty. He commanded Bena to stand up and fistfucked her cunt. After one minute she was really high but not near to cum. The second guy was another asian pervert and massaged her cum covered clit and licked it. I was shocked a bit but it seemed to work. Parallel he fucked three fingers in her anus and massaged artificially her left bluish tit ball. That brought her over the edge. So we stopped the challenge and he gave me his address for the next Saturday. I released Benaslut from her tit bondage.
Bena walked out the cinema towards the car fully covered in cum. I said to her, that she had to slurp the cum from her body or she doesn’t come into my car. After five minutes I gave her a towel and rubbed the rest of her body dry. At home she took her shower tortured boidy and was still excited of that evening. She was fucked over 5 hours by dozens of full cum ball owners. She slept quickly and I m sure she had wet dreams that night.

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Degradation

i own nothing! My very first Clannibal fic! I might go back and add chapters to the beginning, so bear with me as I write out of order 🙂 I just couldn’t wait any longer to post it! Thank you so much to my research partner BlackInk07 for answering all my questions and letting me bounce ideas! You’re the BEST!!! This fic stemmed from a very vivid dream I had after reading some amazing Clannibal fanfic. Hope you like the dark and twisty.

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“RUNAWAY” Chapter 7 “Dirty, Filthy Slut?”

Follow along as Holly, traveling by the name of Sammi Shepherd, hitchhikes across the country alone facing the dangers any attractive young lady might encounter and facing the horrific memories of the sexually depraved things Roger, her mom’s boyfriend, did to her, while she tries to establish a new identity and life for herself. You can find the other chapters as well as my other stories here: https://www.sexstories.com/profile269763/brokenwing

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Three J’s and an S Take a Summer Job

Four young college girls get summer jobs together in the same factory. One of the shift supervisors is a pervert who has abused other female employees and tries to take advantage of “S”. He does at first, but then and gets a big surprise from The Three J’s. This is the complete story in four chapters with a background prelude and an epilogue. If you read “Three J’s and an S go skiing” you can skip background section

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The Hotel Maid

I hope you enjoy this I wrote it a while ago for my blog and thought I’d post it on here too.

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My Story About Being Gay

I don’t know when I realized I was gay, I think it was around the age of 16. It wasn’t until I turned 18 that I decided it wasn’t going to go away, and I needed to start accepting that was who I was. I got really depressed, scared, angry, and felt alone through those 2 years.
It built up so much, that I needed to do something. I remember one day flicking through the White Pages, I wasn’t really looking for a number. I was just bored. I found a telephone number under a counseling heading near the front of the book. It said “Gay and Lesbian Counseling Line… 4pm – Midnight” then the phone number. I needed to talk to someone , not friends or family… I needed to talk to someone I didn’t know, so I called the counseling line which I had found in the phone book. I remember calling all but the last digit of the phone number, and then hanging up because I was too scared – I did this 10 or more times… I didn’t know what was going to happen, I didn’t even know if I could talk to a stranger.
To be truthful, I didn’t end up calling that day, but the following day I forced myself to. The next day I did call, and I was talking to the guy on the counseling line for about 45 minutes. At first, my fears were that the person on the other end of the phone wouldn’t be able to do anything to help, or wouldn’t take me seriously, or would tell me that I was wrong and needed to change my (gay related) feelings. I must have sounded really scared when we first started talking, and he somehow got me to calm down a bit, and then about 1/2 way through the conversation he said to me “you sound a lot better already”, and I was feeling a lot better. He gave me some telephone numbers for my local area, and told me about a support group for gay/bisexual guys that was run in the city. I told him that I couldn’t do that (go to a support group) but I would call the numbers he gave me. He was the first person I ever told I was gay.
After about 2 weeks I got the courage to call up the number, and the guy there told me there was a support group for gay youth run in my area. I told him I couldn’t go, it was hard enough for me to just call him to start with. He gave me heaps of encouragement and told me the phone number of the guy who runs a local youth group for young gay & bisexual guys. I called right away, but it wasn’t until after about 1 month, that I went to the youth group for the first time.
I can remember how hard it was. I had that nervous/sick feeling in my stomach the whole day right up to after the group had started. The group has done so much good for me. It helped me break down the stereotypes that I assumed all gay people were (or had to be). I have made some good friends from the group. I can talk to others about being gay, and they understand.
If I hadn’t gone to the group to begin with… I would never have gotten to know the guy I now think of as my closest friend. He was the first gay friend I ever made, and whether he knows it or not, he has helped me through some really difficult times. Just being there as a friend, as someone to talk to. Going to the youth group was the best thing I ever did for myself… when I think of the time when I thought I could never go to the group, it makes me so happy that I got the courage to go. I look back to the time before I went to the group how unhappy I was and realize how much it has helped me. Making that one phone call started everything for me, and as I said before, that was probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do… but my life is so much better now. Being around other gay people has helped me accept myself more and more. I am now at the point where I am starting to feel good about myself, and good about life in general.
I don’t know when I realized I was gay, I think it was around the age of 16. It wasn’t until I turned 18 that I decided it wasn’t going to go away, and I needed to start accepting that was who I was. I got really depressed, scared, angry, and felt alone through those 2 years.
It built up so much, that I needed to do something. I remember one day flicking through the White Pages, I wasn’t really looking for a number. I was just bored. I found a telephone number under a counseling heading near the front of the book. It said “Gay and Lesbian Counseling Line… 4pm – Midnight” then the phone number. I needed to talk to someone , not friends or family… I needed to talk to someone I didn’t know, so I called the counseling line which I had found in the phone book. I remember calling all but the last digit of the phone number, and then hanging up because I was too scared – I did this 10 or more times… I didn’t know what was going to happen, I didn’t even know if I could talk to a stranger.
To be truthful, I didn’t end up calling that day, but the following day I forced myself to. The next day I did call, and I was talking to the guy on the counseling line for about 45 minutes. At first, my fears were that the person on the other end of the phone wouldn’t be able to do anything to help, or wouldn’t take me seriously, or would tell me that I was wrong and needed to change my (gay related) feelings. I must have sounded really scared when we first started talking, and he somehow got me to calm down a bit, and then about 1/2 way through the conversation he said to me “you sound a lot better already”, and I was feeling a lot better. He gave me some telephone numbers for my local area, and told me about a support group for gay/bisexual guys that was run in the city. I told him that I couldn’t do that (go to a support group) but I would call the numbers he gave me. He was the first person I ever told I was gay.
After about 2 weeks I got the courage to call up the number, and the guy there told me there was a support group for gay youth run in my area. I told him I couldn’t go, it was hard enough for me to just call him to start with. He gave me heaps of encouragement and told me the phone number of the guy who runs a local youth group for young gay & bisexual guys. I called right away, but it wasn’t until after about 1 month, that I went to the youth group for the first time.
I can remember how hard it was. I had that nervous/sick feeling in my stomach the whole day right up to after the group had started. The group has done so much good for me. It helped me break down the stereotypes that I assumed all gay people were (or had to be). I have made some good friends from the group. I can talk to others about being gay, and they understand.
If I hadn’t gone to the group to begin with… I would never have gotten to know the guy I now think of as my closest friend. He was the first gay friend I ever made, and whether he knows it or not, he has helped me through some really difficult times. Just being there as a friend, as someone to talk to. Going to the youth group was the best thing I ever did for myself… when I think of the time when I thought I could never go to the group, it makes me so happy that I got the courage to go. I look back to the time before I went to the group how unhappy I was and realize how much it has helped me. Making that one phone call started everything for me, and as I said before, that was probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do… but my life is so much better now. Being around other gay people has helped me accept myself more and more. I am now at the point where I am starting to feel good about myself, and good about life in general.
I don’t know when I realized I was gay, I think it was around the age of 16. It wasn’t until I turned 18 that I decided it wasn’t going to go away, and I needed to start accepting that was who I was. I got really depressed, scared, angry, and felt alone through those 2 years.
It built up so much, that I needed to do something. I remember one day flicking through the White Pages, I wasn’t really looking for a number. I was just bored. I found a telephone number under a counseling heading near the front of the book. It said “Gay and Lesbian Counseling Line… 4pm – Midnight” then the phone number. I needed to talk to someone , not friends or family… I needed to talk to someone I didn’t know, so I called the counseling line which I had found in the phone book. I remember calling all but the last digit of the phone number, and then hanging up because I was too scared – I did this 10 or more times… I didn’t know what was going to happen, I didn’t even know if I could talk to a stranger.
To be truthful, I didn’t end up calling that day, but the following day I forced myself to. The next day I did call, and I was talking to the guy on the counseling line for about 45 minutes. At first, my fears were that the person on the other end of the phone wouldn’t be able to do anything to help, or wouldn’t take me seriously, or would tell me that I was wrong and needed to change my (gay related) feelings. I must have sounded really scared when we first started talking, and he somehow got me to calm down a bit, and then about 1/2 way through the conversation he said to me “you sound a lot better already”, and I was feeling a lot better. He gave me some telephone numbers for my local area, and told me about a support group for gay/bisexual guys that was run in the city. I told him that I couldn’t do that (go to a support group) but I would call the numbers he gave me. He was the first person I ever told I was gay.
After about 2 weeks I got the courage to call up the number, and the guy there told me there was a support group for gay youth run in my area. I told him I couldn’t go, it was hard enough for me to just call him to start with. He gave me heaps of encouragement and told me the phone number of the guy who runs a local youth group for young gay & bisexual guys. I called right away, but it wasn’t until after about 1 month, that I went to the youth group for the first time.
I can remember how hard it was. I had that nervous/sick feeling in my stomach the whole day right up to after the group had started. The group has done so much good for me. It helped me break down the stereotypes that I assumed all gay people were (or had to be). I have made some good friends from the group. I can talk to others about being gay, and they understand.
If I hadn’t gone to the group to begin with… I would never have gotten to know the guy I now think of as my closest friend. He was the first gay friend I ever made, and whether he knows it or not, he has helped me through some really difficult times. Just being there as a friend, as someone to talk to. Going to the youth group was the best thing I ever did for myself… when I think of the time when I thought I could never go to the group, it makes me so happy that I got the courage to go. I look back to the time before I went to the group how unhappy I was and realize how much it has helped me. Making that one phone call started everything for me, and as I said before, that was probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do… but my life is so much better now. Being around other gay people has helped me accept myself more and more. I am now at the point where I am starting to feel good about myself, and good about life in general.

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Me and My Best Friend II

Charlotte dragged me into her bedroom furtively, her parents had gone out and left us alone, it didn’t happen very often and we knew we only had about an hour until they got home. Still, that was enough time to play one of our ‘special games’. Usually we dragged it out a bit, played around to make it last longer, but today we had to be fast, so giggling, we wrestled each other out of our clothes and threw them in a pile on the floor. It gave us both a thrill to know that we could leave the door wide open and it wouldn’t matter!
I started by kissing her, just little kisses at first, but we were 11 now, and unlike a couple years ago we knew what we were doing and we had of course had a lot of practice and got a lot better at it! Charlotte pushed me onto her bed and kissed my neck and shoulders, working her way down to my nipples. She kissed and gently sucked them, knowing I loved it and wanting to get me excited. I groaned in anticipation as she moved her hands over me and started stroking the insides of my thighs. I rolled her over and kissed her passionately, our mouths open, tongues touching. She started breathing heavier as I started touching her. I moved my hands over her chest, lightly pinching her erect nipples, I bought my mouth down from hers and flicked my tongue over them until they were wet and Charlotte was moaning and squirming underneath me, then I moved my way down, kissing her flat stomach and the crease where her slim leg met her hairless pussy. She opened her legs wide for me and I knelt in-between them, lapping slowly at her young, pink clit. I started lapping harder, thinking about how she’d start licking me soon. I squeezed my legs together, eager to feel her hot, wet tongue probing my pussy. I started to bring my head up so we could swap, but she wasn’t happy about that and almost screamed when I took my mouth away. I looked up at her and saw she was panting hard, and her face was very flushed. She told me breathily to turn around and crouch over her, so I did, squatting on her face. She grabbed hold of my hips and pulled me further down, grinding my pussy onto her mouth, pushing her tongue up into me and making me squeal with pleasure. I collapsed down onto her, my mouth finding her wet pussy and immediately licking it with new enthusiasm. I could feel her breath, hot against me as she renewed her moans and stared sucking on my clit. It wasn’t long before she started wildly bucking her hips against me and that made me press my whole body hard against hers, feeling the pleasure start to radiate out from my own pussy, making us a hot, wet, writhing mass. Gradually the feeling subsided and Charlotte rolled me off of her. I crawled up to the other end of the bed and we lay together for a few minutes, kissing the licking the cum off of each others faces. Half asleep Charlotte suddenly grabbed me and pulled me from the bed, it took a second to realise the front door had just opened, her parents were home! Wide awake we grabbed for our clothes and got ourselves into a reasonable state of dress just as her mum called upstairs. We ran down and I headed for the front door, eager not to be quizzed as to why my long blond, usually neat hair was a total mess. Charlotte didn’t have to worry about hers, not only was it short, it was usually a mess anyway! I shouted goodbye as Charlotte’s mum poked her head out of the kitchen, just in time to see the front door close behind me.
The next day I waited for Charlotte as usual at the front gate, ready to go to school. We only lived two minutes away and could almost see the school gate if we stood on the other side of the road, so we were allowed to walk together. We talked about normal stuff, what we had watched on television the previous night, how her older brother kept teasing her, that sort of thing. The day went on pretty normal; we didn’t really play, or talk about our ‘games’ when we were out. We did have P.E though, and in itself that was pretty normal, we had it twice a week, but this particular P.E turned out very differently from the others! As we were in the cloakroom getting changed, Charlotte stripped straight down to just her pretty pink knickers (again, not particularly unusual when putting on your P.E kit), only they weren’t hers! They were mine! When we had hurriedly dressed the previous day we had taken each others by accident! I had noticed when I got home, and had planned to swap them back after school, but seeing her wear mine made my mouth immediately dry and my pussy immediately start tingling with desire. Charlotte giggled at me as she saw me staring at her from the corner of my eye, and slowly got dressed, leaving her tight blue shorts until last. She dropped them on the floor and bent down to pick them up, waving her cute little ass in my direction as she did so, knowing I wouldn’t dare to try anything in the middle of the changing room with the teacher watching. She was right. All through the 90 minute session she kept flashing me, making a play of tightening the cord on her shorts, while making sure the waistband of the knickers was showing. No-body else noticed, or if they did, they didn’t say anything. By the time the lesson was over I was steaming, and by the way Charlotte kept looking at me and unconsciously licking her lips, I guessed she was too! I got changed quickly, without spending too much time watching Charlotte’s distracting antics, I had a plan! I rushed to the classroom to ask our teacher if I could stay in at lunch time and help tidy up. He said he had already done it, but the pencil’s probably needed sharpening, if I wanted to. I often did things like this, I was a bit of a teacher’s pet, and also it meant I could have the warmth of the classroom while everyone was out playing in the drizzling rain! He then predictably said I could choose a friend to help me. I chose Charlotte.
The rest of the class soon returned and the teacher reiterated what I had asked him to the rest of them before they all went to lunch, the teacher included. It turned out that none of the pencil’s needed sharpening, as we had been doing P.E, not math, so we had the lunch hour to ourselves! I pushed Charlotte toward the stationary cupboard, where no-one would see us. The grin on her face widened when see saw what I meant to do and quickly ran the rest of the way. I pushed her up against the inside of the closed door and we started kissing, the passion in both of us mounting. I roughly pushed her skirt up and started manoeuvring my fingers around the tight elastic of her, sorry, my knickers. Pushing my hand inside, she let out a soft breath and moved against me as she slid her fingers under my waistband into my waiting pussy. Her pussy was already wet and when I carefully pushed my finger up into her she felt tight and hot. I kept my finger there and began massaging her clit with my thumb as she rubbed me with her fingers. The feeling was ecstasy. We both quickly started gasping and moaning and the door started to knock gently in its frame as she shook against it. I pulled her away from it, into me, afraid somebody would hear, and then, suddenly my knees buckled and, not being able to support our weights any more we sank to the floor in waves of pleasure.
We had finished in plenty of time, and were sitting quietly talking and giggling when the teacher came back in. Needless to say we offered to sharpen the pencil’s a lot more after that!

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Sister’s Sleeping Pills

Melissa had started taking sleeping pills. Jack had begun to notice the effects as she lay nearly comatose on the couch when he returned from from school.

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The Brother and Sister Next Door (1)

The brother and sister next door (1)
This is a fictional story of a brother and sister sneaking sex in their parents the back yard.
Next door, another brother and sister were watching them from an upstairs window.
Lisa 17, and her brother, Brad 19, continued to watch the brother and sister next door in their back yard, kissing and feeling each other up behind a lawn shed.
Brad had surprised his sister when he saw her standing hidden by her bedroom window. She was peeking thru the blinds at something. He said: “Lisa, what the hell are you looking at?“
She shushed him and whispered, “Come and look.“ They watched as she fondled the front of his pants, and he felt her ass. Now they both started getting turned on, but said nothing. Lisa had already been getting wet watching.
Brad finally whispered: “I just know they’re fucking each other, those lucky shits.” Lisa got chills when he said this and started getting wetter. She had on a short
tee top (no bra) and short shorts. She was only 5’, with long brown hair down to her butt. She had 32b tits still growing that stood straight out with large
nipples. He was 6’, slim build and had a 7’ dick. He had on a tee shirt and boxers. She noticed he was tenting. He was standing behind her. She tried to control her breathing, but couldn’t. She got bold and
took a tiny step backwards. She felt his tent on her ass. Soon she felt his warm hands come up to the
sides her shoulders. She shivered, she couldn’t help it. She then thought she felt a slight pull, pulling her
backwards. She got a hot flash up her spine that ended up on her warm face. She could feel his warm
breath on her neck, and his body heat on her back. She closed her eyes and leaned back a tiny bit into him. Brad whispered: “Can you imagine getting to have sex in your own house, when no one is home. I
bet they have a ball with that kind of freedom.” It had always been taboo to even think about anything like that in Brad and Lisa’s home life.
Lisa was getting dizzy now, her heart pumping so hard. Brad had never had much to do with her, but now he was looking at her in a different way. Lisa
had gotten boobs now, and a nice ass. He had started to noticed how she was getting so sexy looking lately. He had never allowed him to think of his sister in a
sexual way before, kinda. Now with his dick firm against her little ass, he thought of how much fun they could have feeling each other up around the
house. He found himself over riding the ol taboo feelings, the risk of getting caught was exciting him, and he liked it. He wondered if Lisa would go for it.
Lisa too thought how her big brother was so hot, she’d had a big crush on him for a long time, but he
ignored her. She had fantasized before, that she would suck his dick, and then he would fuck her so hot. Now she was leaned back against his warm body
with his dick giving her the tingles between her legs. She couldn’t remember being this turned on, ever.
They continued to watch them next door. Now the brother next door had his hand down the back of the girls skirt, rubbing her ass. They couldn’t see her
hands, but they knew she was doing something. The girl looked around and then went down on her knees.
Brad had started rubbing up and down Lisa’s arms.
Lisa took his hands and wrapped them around her. Brad thought, she might let him feel those boobs…maybe. She felt the heat in her face, as she
tried not to gasp for breath. His arms so warm around her. Brad felt the bare skin of her tummy as his hands moved around her warm body. Lisa guided his hands
slowly up under her top to her young tits. Brad’s hands trembled as he felt Lisa’s warm tits. He rolled her firm nipples in his fingers, gently. She felt chills
as he did and starting kissing her neck and behind her ear. She reached back and felt his boner, so big and warm. She felt a trickle out of her pussy slowly
descend down her thigh. They both thought how risky and taboo a brother or sister feeling each other
was, if anyone ever found out.
It only excited them more.
Then Brad whispered: ( “this is between us only and don’t ever tell anybody I have felt you up, you
got it?) Lisa whispered back out of breath, (‘this never happened. My friends would have a cow if they ever found out my brother feels me up.’ )
The girl next door was sucking her brothers dick now, and jacked it slow and he was feeling her nice tits.
He then put his hands under her arms, and lifted her up to her feet. He worked her tight skirt up to her
bare ass, and she wrapped her legs around him. He eased them both down as he lay on his back, and she squatted on top of him.
Brad had Lisa’s sweet tits in both hands under her short little tee top. His hands were warm and
firm. Lisa gasp hard and moved her butt back firm into his tent. She eased her trembling hand down
inside Brads boxers. She felt the naked hardness of big brother’s dick, for the very first time. She tried to
swallow, but her mouth was dry from her heavy breathing. She let her shaky fingers feel all of him,
pubic hair, balls and fondled the head of his dick. Her stomach was hot inside, taking her breath away.
Now next door the girl was bouncing on top of her brother, leaning her head back with a look of pure
pleasure on her face. Her brothers hands went around her young butt to join in the rhythm of her pumping up and down on him. Then he reached up and pulled
her face down to kiss her and they started fucking fast. No sound could be heard but the body language
told Brad and Lisa they had a hot dual climax, as they watched them squirm and shake.
Brad and Lisa could take no more. He turned her around and started kissing her as they tried to breathe
and kiss. They both trembled with excitement and passion. Lisa moaned ’ooooh brad’ quietly in between kisses. His fingers glided thru her silky long
hair all the way down to her butt. They both inched over to her bed, still kissing passionately. Lisa sat
down and pulled Brad’s boxer’s down. She whispered: “ I have dreamed of this, (gasp) but figured it would never happen.” She said: “Let me do
this first Brad, (gasp) I’ve wanted to so bad, for so long.”
Brad now realized his sister had had the hots for him for a long while now. That excited him, and he
let his desire to even think about having sex with her come out. His dick had never been harder, and he could feel the hot stimulation in it. He felt the jitters
in his stomach, and the reality of his sister sucking his dick. He thought, was the door downstairs
locked? Could anyone see in? When would mom and dad be home? What would he say, if they called him
right now? Then….. all that mattered was Lisa’s warm little hands on his dick.
She took her time feeling all around his dick first, then slowly ran her tongue over his bulging head.
Brad was dying to fuck her now, but let her savor the moment. Lisa’s eye’s glowed as she licked all of him up and down, savoring his sticky pre cum in her
mouth. Brad watched her labored breathing as she was in her own personal heaven.
Lisa thought, brother and sister aren’t suppose to have sex, but she couldn’t help the desires in her
head. They had slowly built up ever since she first saw him with an erection, a long time ago. He thought she was outside, and his door wasn’t closed
all the way. She had peeked in as he lay on his back stroking his big dick. She never got that picture out
of her head. She was only 13 when that happened and she wanted then, to go in and jack it for him.
She now put her lips over that same head and sucked on it. Brad jumped slightly. She continued
taking his dick slowly deeper, adjusting and then she got it all in her mouth. His pre cum and her saliva oozed around her lips and down off his dick.
Brad was feeling her tits and rolled her nipples in his fingers, causing her to moan more. He played
with her long hair and felt her lips as she sucked him down to her throat. Brad had denied himself even thinking about messing with his sister, but now the
hidden feelings were out. He had to fuck her now or explode. He eased her lips off of his dick, and laid
her on the bed. He took off her top, shorts and wet panties. Wow, was sis ever wet. He started licking her sweet pussy, with her small mound of soft pubic hair.
He inserted two finger in her little pussy, she moaned his name and squirmed as he felt her G spot.
He went for her little clit, and sucked it firm. She jumped her hips up and yelled a little. Brad loved the smooth feeling of her inner thighs on his face. He
could wait no more, he wanted his dick in her bad. He moved up to suck her wonderful tits, and licked
them and sucked her cute nipples. She had her eyes closed pulled at his hair and feeling him all she could. He eased his dick up to her wet pussy and
rubbed it on her entrance. She began to buck with excitement. Their body heat filled the room.
Now was the time. Brad pushed the head of his
dick in her very wet pussy. He guided it in slowly all the way until she moaned, as he just touched her
cervix. She started humping him now, with loud moans. She was tight, but not to tight. He started pumping with her, together moving to let it build up
to an awaiting climax just for them. Lisa wrapped her legs around him and dug her nails in his back. “OH LISA!!” Came out of his mouth…“OH MY God
Lisa, I’m cuming“, he shocked himself at what he was saying, but had to.
“Brad we can fuck now, fuck me, fuck me!” she said.
They began a furious fuck, body’s slapping together as he felt his slick dick expand to fill her tight pussy.
Lisa was out of it, fucking her heart out and half crying with pleasure. His aching balls began to tighten up to the point of pain and his “Oh Lisa, OH
LISA!”, moan told her his cum was here. She squeezed down on his dick as hard as she could as
she climaxed like no other. They both yelled…“OH DAMN, GEZZZZZZ LISA BABY, …BRAD I LOVE YOU…Ahhhhhhhh. YES!!!” As he unloaded a massive cum in his sisters little pussy. Slapping his
body to drive his dick in her deep. Lisa kept moaning…“Oh brad, OH brad, OH baby, it’s so
beautiful, fuck me good baby, fuck me good…OH GOD!!”, and she shook and just kept squeezing his dick with her pussy, over and over.
The brother and sister next door were in the back yard. The sister said: “listen”, as they listened quietly.
She said: “Did you hear what I just heard next door?” her brother just smiled.
Lisa and Brad had an inner feeling of such joy, but they now had to hide it from their mom and dad, and
anyone else. They went over how they would still act the same around each other…..but….when their
parents left for work each morning, they were lovers from that point, from now on. Lisa hoped that their
parents couldn’t tell the excitement in her stomach. It made her a little jumpy, but that was also exciting.
She found herself wet all the time now, and tried not to think about Brad’s wonderful dick and how it felt in her hands and in her lips.
Brad and her had the summer off and he starting planning for every minute of it. He had trouble
thinking about anything else but Lisa. He would try not to look at her when the parents were home. She was so exciting now in his eyes. He wanted her so bad.
Brad watched from his window as he saw his parents cars leave for work. His heart started to
pound. He had on his robe and was headed to find Lisa. Suddenly his bedroom door flew open, and there she was.
She had on a light blue long night gown, with nothing on underneath. She smiled big and said:
“You’ll have to catch me, big brother”, and took off. He shot out the door and went after her laughing. He
heard her giggle in the kitchen. She was laying on the kitchen table with her night gown pulled up,
exposing her sweet bush. “Breakfast?” she said. He grabbed her, but she got away and ran thru the house
giggling as he chased after her. He cornered her in the den. Now he had her. He opened up his robe and
said: “I have your breakfast right here, Lisa. “ They both giggled as he picked her up and carried her upstairs to his room, kissing all the way.
His room was at the front and he could see if anyone drove up or walk up to the house. He looked
at Lisa and kissed her passionately. Her tongue immediately probed his mouth. He gently laid her
down and whispered: “I want breakfast in bed little sister.” They both panted as they removed his robe and he pealed off her night gown, over her head
,exposing her sweet body. Lisa said:
“I’ve wanted you so bad, the waiting has been killing me.”
“I had trouble sleeping sis, all I could think of was you.”
“I love it when you lick me, I kept thinking how it was going to feel, when we got our time, Brad.”
Brad now took a minute to just look at his naked
sister, her smooth skin, sweet little bush and budding tits. He approach her like a stalking animal, slowly
moving up to her, lower in mouth to taste that sweet pussy. Lisa opened her legs wide and pulled her knees up and held them, waiting for his tongue. They
both gasp for air. He started licking her slit up and down slowly. She jumped as his tongue slid across her clit. Her knees closed in on his face as she
shivered and lifted her hips up to meet his tongue. He
loved the feeling of her smooth legs on the sides of his cheeks.
She ran her fingers thru his hair gently, and felt his tongue dance around her clit. He tasted her juices and
smelled her sex. He moved up on her stopping at her sweet tits. Around and around his tongue went
teasing her nipples and then drawing them into his mouth. Now was their time as he directed his dick
into her wet pussy. She moaned as she felt him glide it in, further until just touching her cervix. She made
a hi pitched squeal as shivers traveled thru her body.
His warm body met hers as her arms went around his neck. They moved together helping each other
slide themselves in and out of her pussy, and passion demanded more speed. Moans from him and her
filled the room as they began to slap their body’s together. Their hot breath warmed the air around their faces, as heat fueled their passion. The excitement
filled the air as a climax was on the way quickly. They moaned together as the peak was here and
overtook them. They couldn’t help but yell..”Ohhhhhh my god, Oh baby, cum with meeeeee!” The sound of cum and juices could be
heard clicking at their joining, as it spilled out. Brad’s dick kept pumping hot cum in his sister at last.
Lisa’s pussy tightened around his dick and squeezed over and over. They moaned out their passion for
each other. Their arms and legs twisting and shaking for every drop of feeling possible as they fucked and fucked.
He collapsed on her, spent, and wrapped up with her to savor every second with her. They both felt the
pulses from his dick and her pussy as they continued on. They didn’t want to move, but just lay there forever.
He helped her up and carried her to the shower. He washed her, as she did him, with their trembling hands. Afterwards, they just lay naked, in each others arms on her bed.
Brad looked at the clock. Ahhh, just enough time to play with Lisa before the parents came home. Lisa
was sleeping naked, with that sweet content look on her face. He slowly parted her legs to lick her sweet
pussy real quick before the parents came home. When he licked her clit, she moaned awake. She held his head and purred like a kitten. She moaned how
much time do we have Brad. He said about 1 hour. She said: “Let me suck on you, I want to taste you so bad.”
He laid back for her. She whispered: “Gimmie gimmie!, and got on her knees on the floor. She
started licking and sucking. She did it all as he just lie there watching her. She used both hands to jack him
faster and faster. He began to squirm. She knew right when to put he lips over his head and feel it
expanding. He moaned loud as she jacked as fast as she could. Brads dick pumped stream after stream of
hot cum in his sisters throat and mouth. It ran out the sides of her mouth as she swallowed all she could. He squirmed over and over. Lisa had wanted to suck him
off for ever, and just knew it would please him. This had been one of her dreams to do, and now she had tasted him for real.
“Hi mom, hi dad“, Lisa said. “What’s new?” Same old crap at work they both said. “What did you guys do all day?” Brad looked at Lisa and said:
“Nothing much.”

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True Story

My Real Slave Life: Punishments and Discipline

I’m a real life submissive and in this story I’m sharing the actual punishments and discipline that I face when I break my Master’s rules. There’s no point in having rules if you’re not going to enforce them and they help make me a highly obedient and well trained little slave bitch.

Fiction

Two Tales About Jack And Mary

This is a story in two parts. Two very different parts. One common complaint I have read about my stories that involve young girls is that they aren’t realistic. I have tried to explain that these kinds of stories really can’t be realistic, at least not to me. My girls have physical attributes of young girls, yet have the maturity of someone much older. Young girls aren’t ready emotionally or physically for sex or intimacy, no matter what they might think, so I create an impossible world, much like Hollywood with every action movie ever made. This time, however I created two stories with the same characters, one in an imaginary world and one in a more real world. How old is this girl? Use your imagination because I’m not sayin’, Make her an older teen, or as young as you like, that part of the story is up to you. Now, on to the story and I hope you enjoy it.
Mary stood at her bedroom door, her heart pounding in her head as she pressed her ear to the bedroom door. Who did she hear? Was anybody there? Mary caressed the door and closed her eyes tightly and hoped Jack was out there. Her mother had just been arguing with Jack a short while ago, but now all was silence. Mary and her mother had moved in with Jack a few months ago, and already Mary felt things for Jack that she had never felt before, feelings and affection that she had heard about, but until now she had never known. Mary looked down and let her fingers drift over the shiny brass knob that would answer her question. She hesitated, just feeling the cold, smooth surface then closed her eyes, “Please be there” she whispered to herself, and quietly opened the door.
The apartment was quiet and all she could hear was the distant rumble of the traffic in front of the building. Mary walked on her tip toes down the short hall to the family room, then froze and listened… nothing! Mary peered around the corner, the family room was empty, the TV was dark but she could hear the soft ticking of an unseen clock. Her head slipped further around the corner and surveyed the room, but still saw nobody. Mary took a few more exaggerated steps, trying to be as quiet as she could, until she was near the kitchen, and once more she listened, and this time she heard something. Someone set a glass down on the kitchen table and sighed. Mary’s heart raced, “Jack” she said in her head. Mary took a deep breath and stepped into the kitchen.
Jack sat alone in his kitchen and nursed a warm glass of milk. Warm milk always settled his stomach when he needed help getting to sleep, and he knew he would need help tonight. His girlfriend Cheryl had just stormed off again after already disappearing once before this very same month. Jack just stared into the warm, white glass and wondered how he always managed to get hooked up with the nut jobs. He would have kicked Cheryl out after she had run off the first time, but he felt sorry for Cheryl’s sweet daughter, Mary. Mary was a cute young thing, always sweet and friendly to Jack and always well behaved and helpful. How she could be Cheryl’s daughter, he didn’t know.
Jack heard something and his heart began to beat faster, Mary must be out of her room and walking around. Jack listened quietly but when he didn’t hear anything more he began to wonder if he was hearing things. Mary had gone to bed about 9:00, but that was three hours ago, so when her smiling face didn’t immediately appear he went back to nursing his warm milk. Jack had just set the glass down when Mary walked silently around the corner, “Hey there kid, what are you doing still awake”?
Mary looked just like her mom with thick, dark hair that fell down in waves to the middle of her back, beautiful green eyes and full red kissable lips, and while Cheryl had a dark side that Jack had discovered too late, Mary didn’t seem to have a negative bone in her body. Mary was thick, like her mom and she was a little self conscious about it, but Jack thought she was beautiful just as she was and he was jealous of the undeserving slug that would someday marry her, “I couldn’t sleep… I heard you and mom arguing”.
“Oh, honey, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for you to hear any of that”.
Mary smiled sweetly, “I know, Jack”.
Jack stood up and asked, “How about a nice warm glass of milk to help you get back to sleep”?
“OK”.
Jack added some milk to what was already on the stove and turned on the burner. He turned back to Mary who was facing him with her back to the sink, she was wearing pink cotton pajamas, pants that went to her knees and a tank top, both made from fabric that was almost see through, it was so thin. Jack smiled and Mary smiled in return. Jack couldn’t help but look her over, his eyes drinking in her pretty face, those striking eyes and full, red lips. His eyes softly caressed first her budding breasts and then the gentle curve of her belly. Her pajama pants clung seductively to her round hips and as form fitting and thin as they were, Jack was delighted to see Mary wore nothing underneath. “I’m glad you’re here, I could use the company”.
Mary smiled sweetly, she had seen his gaze and she knew he liked her, “Why do you put up with her”?
“Oh… I don’t know”.
“It can’t be love. The way she treats you, you have to know she doesn’t really love you”.
Jack was amazed at how mature Mary was, he always had been and he really wanted to say that he let them stay because he didn’t want to lose Mary, and he didn’t give a damn about Cheryl. “Your mother is a complicated person, kiddo. She….” How should he put it without putting Cheryl down? Mary was her daughter and as much as he wanted to call Cheryl a worthless bitch and that he wished there was some way to make Mary his own, he was afraid he would scare her away, and never see her again. “Mary… your mom has problems”.
“Yeah, she’s a drug addict and a bitch”.
“Mary! Please, she’s your mother, show her some respect for that”.
Laughing now, Mary said, “What has she ever done for me, or for you! My mom takes from everyone, and now she taking from you. Taking and not giving you anything in return”.
Jack felt like he was hit in the gut. Mary was right, like she always was. He plopped into a chair and for a moment let his chin fall to his chest, then with tears welling up into his eyes, he looked up into Mary’s concerned face, and in spite of himself, Jack opened up to Mary in a way he swore he never would, “That’s not true. Your mom has given me something. Something so precious, that I’m afraid she will take it from me and I’ll never see it again. If that happens, I… I think I couldn’t live another day”.
Mary’s jaw dropped, and she began to weep, a tear on each cheek, she approached Jack and sat in his lap. Mary had never been so close to Jack, but it felt so natural to fold herself into his arms, she whispered, “I’ll never let her take me away from you, Jack, I’ll kill her before I let her do that”.
Jack held Mary close, his face buried in her sweet smelling hair, he embraced her, and said “Your staying or leaving isn’t for you or me to say”.
Mary had always dreamed of running her fingers through Jacks hair, and now she couldn’t resist doing just that. Mary felt Jacks tears on her neck as he nuzzled her and she breathed deep the scent his hair, she wanted to always remember what he smelled like. Mary cradled Jacks head and kissed it, “No one can keep me from you. Nobody has ever made me feel like you do and I won’t let that get away”. With her cheeks streaked with tears she lifted his face to hers and she kissed him.
Jack was shocked at this turn of events, but his conflicted mind kept him from doing the right thing and pulling away. His love for Mary filled his heart and his desire for her filled his cock. He began to kiss her back, timidly at first but then with a growing urgency and an increasingly unwieldy lust.
Mary kept her hands on Jacks head, cradling his beautiful face, covering his rugged skin lightly with her lips then with long and increasingly lustful kisses. During one of those kisses, Mary felt Jack try to probe her mouth with his tongue. Her first French kiss filled Mary with joy. She held onto Jacks face and turned herself so that she straddled his lap. Jack placed his hands on Mary’s hips and pulled her tight against himself.
Mary felt Jack’s erection resting against her belly, and she smiled. Mary had learned in school that a man’s hard penis meant that he thought the girl was pretty and he was ready to have sex, Mary knew she wanted to have sex with Jack because she felt a growing tingling in her belly, and a warm feeling filling her vagina, making her wet. Mary’s hands began to drift down from Jack’s face, first to his toned and muscular chest then softly down across his flat stomach and finally to the mysterious penis that was sprouting between her legs. Mary sighed when she finally touched it, her hot breath mingling with Jacks as his tongue thrust and curled with hers, gentle and erotic sword play that delighted Mary.
Jack finally stood with Mary clinging to him, her lips locked against his and he carried little Mary to his bed. Mary’s heart raced when she figured out where Jack was taking her, she knew he was going to make her his lover and she would lose her virginity, Mary smiled to herself and began grinding her vagina against her soon to be lovers hard shaft, amazed at how good it made her feel.
Jack set Mary down on his bed and with one quick motion, he dropped his shorts
“I always hoped you’d like me, Jack, because I really like you”.
“I more than like you, baby, I think you are something so very special”.
“What about my mom”?
Jack smiled, “What about her? If she never came back I wouldn’t miss her. If she took you away, I’d hunt you down and take you back, I can’t live without you”.
“Then I won’t leave” Mary smiled.
Jack was on top of her, and Mary felt so small, and helpless under his hulking mass, but at the same time she felt loved, and safe. Mary wrapped her hands around Jacks neck and pulled his face to hers and once more they kissed, but this time just for a moment before Jack broke away, breathless, “I need you Mary” he said.
Mary stared into Jacks eyes and said ever so softly, “I need you too”.
Jack seemed hesitant, even to Mary, but he quickly regained his nerve and he took hold of her top and began to pull it slowly toward her head. Mary arched her back to make it easier and then lifted her head as Jack unveiled his lovers torso, then Jack sat back and admired his young lover. Her soft belly was so pale as were her gently rounded breasts. Mary’s nipples were small, about the size of a nickel, and each was topped by small, hard, point and it excited him to finally see them erect and uncovered.
“Am I too fat” Mary asked, nervous at Jacks long silence?
“What? Oh… no, no… you are the most beautiful girl in the whole world. I wouldn’t change a thing about you”.
Mary smiled, thrilled at being called “Beautiful”, and then she allowed her eyes to wander over her older lover. Jacks short, tousled hair and rugged face were a handsome combination. His chiseled and broad chest was covered by neatly trimmed hair and crowned a slim and flat belly. Mary reached out and caressed Jacks arms, marveling at the gentle strength they possessed, but finally her gaze fell upon the the ultimate mystery, her lovers long, thick cock. Mary still had trouble believing he was so long and hard for her, but what else could she believe, because there it was standing tall and proud, “Are you going to put that inside me”?
“If that’s OK” Jack said softly.
“I’d like that”.
Jack smiled and reached for Mary’s waist band. Mary lifted her hips and slowly Jack uncovered Marys most intimate and private parts. Mary watched Jacks face, still worried she and her young body wouldn’t meet his expectations, but all she saw in his eyes was wonder.
Jack felt his cock jump when her saw Mary’s virginal pussy for the first time and while he had begun the unveiling slowly, he finished with a flourish as he tossed the thin, cotton pants aside and perhaps a little roughly he opened Mary’s legs.
Mary gasped, but never was afraid, never feared this man who was going to take her places she never dreamed existed, her heart pounded in anticipation of a night filled with adult pleasures and the security of another’s love, “Ok Jack” she whispered breathlessly.
Jack, like a man possessed opened Mary’s legs and with a glazed look on his face brought his lips to the warm space they hid. Mary smelled of long frustrated lust, the musk of simmering desire, and when his tongue touched her tightly closed blossom, she suddenly opened, her pink petals covered with the dew of desire, the taste of spring and youth. Jack was a man possessed, a rutting buck, panting and chuffing as her devoured Mary’s innocence. Jack would pause briefly every now and again to express his feelings for his goddess of youth, “I love you Mary”, he would say, or “You are the most beautiful creature in the world”.
Mary’s heart swelled to hear these words, and the electric feeling of this man’s ministrations on her sex only accentuated the feelings she held for him. The bonds of love were being welded by the heat of their desire, their lusts. Mary’s breathing was becoming ragged as Jacks tongue worked her most sensitive spot. She had long dreamed of this moment, and her excitement was building far more quickly than even she had dreamed, “I love you too Jack” she managed to say. Jack stopped what he was doing and looked her way, a big, wet smile pasted on his lips. Mary smiled in return.
Jack grabbed Mary at the hips and rolled her to her belly. Mary followed her experienced lovers lead, but was slightly confused when he lifted her hips off the bed and she found herself on her knees, but then Jack did the most amazing thing, his tongue found her slit once more, but this time he also brought his finger, and with it he began probing a little deeper than his tongue could. Mary settled her head back down to the pillow and closed her eyes. Jack’s fingers were slipping in and out and also circling her slippery little button, and all the while his tongue continued to probe the outermost edges of her virginal opening. Jack then pulled his face back and watched himself bring these new pleasures to his young lover, but his gaze was brought again and again to the pleasantly rounded ass, and he watched as her muscles contracted and relaxed as she experienced each little flash of pleasure, firing over and over and Jack slowly built of the nerve to push things just a little more.
“I love you Jack” Mary whispered once more, “I love you so much”.
“I love you too, baby” Jack answered breathlessly, “and I need you like I’ve never needed anyone ever before”, and with that Jack brought his lips down to Mary’s ass. He kissed first one cheek, then the other, and all the time Mary just continued to coo her approval, then with determination and purpose, Jack brought his tongue to Mary’s little pucker hole. He pressed it against her tightly closed folds and began to massage her.
Mary took in a great breath, “Oh, Jack” she exhaled, and buried her face in her pillow and began to groan.
Jack thought he might cum right then, but he wanted to wait until he was inside Mary. He wanted to fill her with his seed, he wanted to take away Mary’s virginity and mark her as his own. He knew then that he would even murder Cheryl to guarantee that Mary was always with him. Mary stiffened and began to moan into her pillow, when suddenly her ass spasmed open and Jack let his tongue go deep into Mary’s dark recess. Mary felt and tasted better than he imagined anyone could, but most of all Jack was pleased that Mary enjoyed what he did as much as he enjoyed doing it. As Mary’s orgasm slowed and eventually stopped Jack reluctantly rose from his position and they both found themselves smiling at each other, until Jack moved to kiss her. Their tongues were quickly in a wrestling match, twisting and twirling around each other.
Mary finally rolled and broke the kiss with a playful giggle, “That was amazing”.
Jack climbed over her and sat against the headboard, his erection reaching for the sky. He was so sensitive, he realized he wouldn’t last but a few moments the first time, but hopefully long enough to break in his young lover, “Come over here, beautiful”.
Mary got on her knees and moved to Jacks side and then he guided her to straddle his lap, “What do you want to do now” she asked playfully.
“I think you know” Jack almost growled.
Mary smiled at him, perhaps she should have been nervous at what was coming but she only felt the need to please her man, to satisfy him like he had satisfied her. Jack pulled Mary’s pussy against his ridged manhood and kissed her lustily once more. Mary let him and began sliding her slick self up and down Jacks cock. Mary was beginning to feely those electric shocks once more and she cradled Jacks face in her hands. Jacks hands were at Mary’s other end, squeezing and kneading the ample round globes that she was beginning to realize Jack had a keen interest in, and interest Mary was keen to satisfy. Jack lifted Mary and she soon felt the firm tip of her lovers rod probing at the entrance of her waiting shaft, and with no time to react in either protest or encouragement Jack was inside, but just.
Mary gasped and tensed, her eyes suddenly wide in fear, the tip of her nose at the tip of Jacks nose, and like this the two lovers stayed, frozen and silent but for their breathing.
“I’ll go slow, if it hurts too much, I’ll stop”.
Mary nodded her head, but her look was still fearful. Jack lowered her, just slightly, then brought her back up. Mary’s juices were flowing freely and liberally covering Jack aching cock. Jack lowered her once more until he felt the resistance of Mary’s cherry, her soon to be late hymen. Mary began kissing Jack once more, but just a little less lustily, her kisses were soft and gentle, an unconscious encouragement for Jack to do the same, and all the while Jack raised and lowered her, effortlessly, pushing and straining, but not breaking Mary’s virginal shroud, but as Mary grew used to this intruder, and began to realized the pleasures it could bring her, she began moving her hips, forward and back, as her kisses returned to their formerly lusty state, and then with determination Mary thrust as Jack lowered her and she broke through. Mary winced and froze for a short moment, but then she felt something happening inside her, she felt Jack move, a slight twitch at first, but then she heard him moan in her ear and he began to pulsate inside her, and to her amazement, she felt his warm seed filling her. Jack tried to move Mary up and down, just a little, but he was having trouble, so Mary began rocking herself on Jack, looking at his handsome face, his eyes closed and the strangest expression on his face, so this is how a man looks when he orgasms, she thought. Jack was beet red, the veins on his neck were bulging and his nostrils flared as Mary did her innocent best to help him to pleasure, and as suddenly as it had begun, Jack relaxed and sighed his satisfaction and then slowly opened his eyes to look into Mary’s glowing face, “I love you sweet Mary” Jack whispered, and then softly he kissed Mary’s warm lips.
Mary kissed him back then whispered in return, “And I love you to”.
Jack began to nuzzle Mary’s ear and neck, and in voice filled with love he said, “Run away with me”.
Mary pulled back, surprised, and tears filled her eyes, “Do you mean it? Just you and me”?
His heart leapt in his chest when he saw haw happy that made Mary, “Yes, just you and me”.
“When” Mary’s excitement was overflowing, “right now”?
Jack laughed, “Why the rush” Jack asked as he pulled Mary close, “I want to hold you all night long”.
Mary smiled slyly, “What if my mom comes home tonight”?
“We’ll tie her up and then make love till morning”.
Mary laughed softly as she kissed Jack, this was going to be the best night of her life!
Part II
Mary stood at her bedroom door, her heart pounding in her head as she pressed her ear to the bedroom door. Who did she hear? Was anybody there? Mary caressed the door and closed her eyes tightly and hoped Jack wasn’t out there. Her mother had just been arguing with Jack a short while ago, but now all was silence. Mary and her mother had moved in with Jack a few months ago, and already Mary felt things about Jack that she had never felt before, feelings that she had heard about, but until now she had never known. Mary looked down and let her fingers drift over the shiny brass knob that would answer her question. She hesitated, just feeling the cold, smooth surface then closed her eyes, “Please be gone” she whispered to herself, and quietly opened the door.
Normally Mary would have stayed in her room, the flimsy lock gave her a small feeling of security, but tonight she was driven by hunger. Mary hadn’t eaten since yesterday morning, and she got terrible headaches when she went too long without eating. The apartment was quiet, just the ticking of an unseen clock, so Mary tip toed toward the kitchen, pausing occasionally to listen, but always, silence. The kitchen was dark, and Mary smiled and sighed, she was alone and stepped into her nightmare.
“Hello Mary”.
Mary yelped and turned to the sound of Jacks voice, “I just came to get something to eat”.
The dark figure at the table waved a bottle toward the refrigerator and slurred, “Go ahead, sweetie. What’s mine is yours”.
Mary turned to the possibility of food, sweat seeping out onto her forehead, and asking herself what she had done to deserve this life. When she opened the fridge she found little to eat, a small empty jar of mayo, and some desiccated and half eaten leftover bits of fast food. The only fresh food in there was the beer.
“What’s wrong, don’t see anything you like”?
Mary felt the tears begin to well up in her eyes as she slowly closed the door, “I guess I’m not really hungry” she whispered.
“Grab a beer, that’ll help you sleep”.
“No thank you” Mary said as she tried to extricate herself from the kitchen, but suddenly there was a loud clattering as Jack jumped up from the table.
“What’s your hurry” he said as he grabbed her.
Mary squealed, “Please let go”.
“You’re not afraid of me, are you cupcake”?
“No… no Jack, you just startled me”.
“Good, then why don’t you keep me company for a little while”.
Mary could smell the stale beer on Jacks breath and “I’m really tired, I think I should be getting to bed”.
“Nonsense, stay up and keep Jack company, we’ll have some fun, what do ya say”?
Mary pulled and struggled against Jacks grip, but she was being held tight, and that’s when Mary noticed the small tent pole in Jacks boxers, “Please let me go Jack, I have school tomorrow”.
Jack growled menacingly, “I think your schoolin’ is going to begin tonight”.
Mary’s heart was racing and she looked around for some escape but found none. Jack pulled her against himself and she felt his bony hands begin pawing her, but worst of all was the feel of his little erection rubbing against her back as she struggled to escape, “Please Jack, I want to go to bed”, and as soon as she said that, she regretted it. Too many time she had heard her mother’s cries as Jack had beaten her lock inside his bedroom.
“That’s a great idea” he laughed as he picked her up and began to carry her to his room.
Mary felt Jacks hands touch her places she didn’t want anyone to touch, but she was defenseless, Mary screamed, and quickly regretted that too.
Jack flung her to his bed where Mary landed like a rag doll amongst the smelly sheets and blankets, the smell of stale bodies and sweat filled her nose as she tried to scramble away, but Jack grabbed her ankle and dragged her back and his bony fingers quickly slapped Mary’s tender face, “Where do you think you’re going, you ungrateful bitch. You’re just like your mother, just take, take, take, well what about me, what about my needs. At least your mom is out tonight earning some money, but what the hell good are you”?
Mary was panicked, this was worse than she had ever dared imagine, she knew Jack was going to rape her, and couldn’t do anything about it.
“Well… you haven’t been any good to me, but I’ll change that, I’ll teach you a useful little skill. I’ll teach you how to please a man and you can join your mother turning tricks, how does that sound? Hmm” he added for emphasis?
Jack dropped his boxers and Mary looked at him, repulsed at what she saw. Jack was skinny, almost wasted, and his crooked little erection did nothing but make Mary want to retch. Jack grabbed Mary’s pajama bottoms and ripped them from her, her pale skin exposed to Jack’s leering gaze for the first time, and Mary felt her skin crawl at the thought of this creature finding her deserving of his attentions, and she tried once more, “If you stop, I promise I won’t tell my mom what you did”.
Jack laughed deep and hearty at that, “What make you think I care about what that bitch knows or thinks? Now spread you legs, little girl, because I’m about to make you a woman”.
Mary did the only thing she could think of, she kicked at Jack, but this time his reaction was a split second too slow and Mary felt her foot contact the part of Jacks anatomy that sickened her most, and when she did she saw an immediate change in Jacks expression. Jacks eyes opened wide and his mouth formed a tight little O, and then, as if watching life as a slow motion film, she saw Jack stumble back one step, then two, and then due to forces unknown she watched as Jack fell backward, his arms reaching out to grab invisible supports, but finding none, his body continued on its journey. Down and down he fell and Mary sat up higher, surprised, but unsure how to capitalize on her good fortune. Before Jack hit the ground, his head made contact with a chest that was behind him, and Mary heard a sickening sound she was sure she wouldn’t soon forget. Jacks body finally landed in a heap on the floor, and quickly began to shake in fits, his mouth foaming, and strangely his eyes still half open.
Mary scrambled from the bed and dashed from the room, and flinging the apartment door open she dashed outside into the night, half naked, and crying inconsolably. She flung herself down the stairs into the courtyard below and began screaming for help. She saw faces appear in the windows that rung the courtyard, but no one came to her aide, so Mary collapsed into a ball amongst the weeds that had perhaps once been a lawn, and she wept.
She wept until she felt someone’s hands upon her shoulders, “What’s the trouble, sweetheart”?
Mary looked up to see the handsome face of a young police officer. Mary immediately felt at ease, she would be safe now. Mary quickly vomited the details of her evening nightmare to the ever more troubled officer’s face.
The young officer radioed for assistance and assisted the girl to his patrol car. Unable to resist the officer looked at his young charge, and he admired her shapely rear ass and for a brief moment, he imagioned how it would feel to touch it, but he stayed ever the gentleman, and as soon as he had a chance he covered Mary, but not until he had one more glance at her treasures, the vision of which would keep him warm for many nights to come.
When help arrived, the young officer recruited a female officer to watch Mary and then with a parting smile he joined the others as they made entry into the apartment to fine the mortally wounded Jack lying where Mary had left him. The officers all milled around as they awaited the Paramedics to arrive and pronounce him dead. The young officer stayed away from the girl he had found, he didn’t want to be tempted by her again, and he felt a little shame for his thoughts, but then he smiled, thoughts don’t hurt anyone, and really, who’s to know?

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SARON ME AND CHRISTINE PT 4

Part four
I placed my hard cock just touching Christine ass hole. Spreading her ass cheeks and pulled them apart. With my cock touching christens ass hole, I said. You like it up the ass don’t ya Christine? Christine shook her head and protested NO!!!! You telling me you never had it up the ass? I asked. Again Christine shook her head. You’ve had it up the ass before haven’t you!! . Christine knew the answer was yes, and she shook her head. And you love having big hard cocks in your asshole don’t you. Christine again knew to shake her head yes. And you want my cock in your ass right now don’t you? Again Christine nodded her head.
Say it. I want your cock in my asshole. I began to push my cock into her ass before I even said to Christine that this might hurt a bit she winced in pain as her ass was being invaded.
Christine asked if I was actually enjoying fucking her in the ass. Her questions seemed to be answered as I violently and enthusiastically slammed my fat cock in and out of her ass enjoying the sounds of my balls slapping against her puffy lips still being licked and tongued by Sharon.
Sharon by now already on her second orgasm grabbed the back of Christine’s head, and pulled her head into her crotch. Sharon again stuck her tongue deep into Christine’s hole and then let out a mawkish squeal and tightened up her thighs as an orgasm ripped through her and came gushing down through her love hole into Sharon’s probing mouth.
I was finally blowing my load into her strained and stretched asshole. Sharon just lay beneath her, her cunt.sopping wet and now in need of a good fucking, Fuck me Sharon said and I don’t mind if you fuck my arse either. Christine pulled herself up slight and you could see my stained cock coming out of Christine’s fucked arsehole followed by my cum escaping down her arse and onto her wet pussy away from Sharon’s face. I watched as Sharon then flicked her tongue and scooped up all the mixed juices together into her mouth.
Christine then got off Sharon and plopped herself down whilst Sharon in a kneeling position really started working on my cock in and out of her mouth trying to help me raise to the occasion again. .After what seemed like ages my cock with the aid of Sharon’s magical tongue and her hand slowly wanking me to hardness, my body slumped onto the bed and I dragged Sharon to a position over my face so that I could get a closer look at her bald wet pussy eager to flick my tongue around in inside her wet pussy forcing her lower and into a 69 position I then had all her charms at eye level and started licking and sucking like my life depended on it . Teasing her clitoris seemed to have the most desired effect when she started to grind her pussy into my mouth my hands reaching to tweak at her hardened nipples then return upwards and placing my hands firmly on her arse and spreading her arse cheeks to inspect and check her arsehole first rubbing it with my finger then flicking across with my tongue along the rim.
Sharon pushed me down and straddled on top of me, moaning loudly as she forced my cock inside her again. With my dick inside her, she rocked herself back and forth on top of me violently. Her gorgeous tits bounced up and down as she impaled herself on my long prick. Christine continued to finger herself watching Sharon ride my dick for all it was worth, her pussy squeezing my dick harder with every orgasm. I could not believe that Christine was getting herself off at the sight of Sharon fucking the shit out of me, but Christine was thrilled to see her best mates experiencing some of the first orgasms together. Sharon continued to get off on my dick, bouncing up and down on my cock, her long blond hair flying everywhere, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to take much more of this but Sharon was really bouncing on my cock now and her big heavy tits were bouncing in every which way with no apparent rhythm. I reached up and grabbed her tits pulled her nipples hard, making her cry out in pain and maybe a strong thrust up into her cunt as I shot load after load into her wanting pussy.

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Nasty Boys by Millie Dynamite

Flash story about two boys fool around on a random chat site and meet a woman that convinces the boys to do nasty things together. Very different than my usual story. No murder, rape, or violence. Read and enjoy leave a comment if you like.