Satan’s book 4
So yeah, part 4, I know part 3 was rather strange but it was fitting for the story, I don’t really feel like killing it just fitted. Now on to chapter 4.
So yeah, part 4, I know part 3 was rather strange but it was fitting for the story, I don’t really feel like killing it just fitted. Now on to chapter 4.
Yet another love poem originally posted under 67Goat
The Second bonus chapter of my first book. If you haven’t read Chapter one you might be a little confused. This story takes place a few years in. Danny and Lily are still together but that’s all I can tell you. Lily goes to sleep after a long day and a good orgasom. Maybe it’s desire or maybe it’s Mexican food but this is a look into the strange dream that came to her that night.
The continued adventures of Barley and Sally
Little bit of back story for those of you who haven’t been following my sexual adventures over the last decade. Alex is a guy I knew through a group of guys I hang out with, here on the coast north of Sydney. I was, and still am, completely in the closet with that group of people. So, four years ago when Alex outed me as being the famous Aussie Speedo Guy, I was terrified he would share that information with our social group.
I’ve always wanted to try a science fiction story – so here it is!
ever wonder if we fantasize too?
Daddy takes his boi to some new places. The boi finds out how much fun water sports can be as the weekend winds down.
Jake plays with several shemales
This is a story I found and spiced hope you all like
During our last chapter, JJ and Marshall discovered making love to their wives now definitely has a different element. Both Kathryn and Misty are nursing. After arranging for alternative methods of feeding their children, they allow their husbands to nurse. Both JJ and Marshall felt perverted for wanting to do that. Misty thought herself also perverted from wanting Marshall to nurse. After the friends discussed it together, they found they had that in common. They decided to enjoy the experience within reason.
The life-changing thing happened last chapter was the discovery that Reese was JJ’s aunt, his father’s baby sister. Once given to the state JJ’s father and Reese separated, JJ’s father was several years older than Reese who was just an infant. Their parents’ premature death gave way to a second tragedy where Reese did not know anything about her family.
The Ten of Them: chapter 30
Composed by hard93 and Dimek
Sam and Crystal love Reese as their aunt, that had not changed, and Reese truly loved by the family. Reese is older than I am, not much more than twelve years. I did not know whether to think of her as aunt or an older sister before. The discovery that Reese actually related to us had not changed the feelings the family truly have for Reese. That did allow me to clarify how I related to Reese and Ron. Having Ron and Reese with us had always felt right, now we knew why.
It took about two weeks before Reese stopped tackling me every time she first saw me. I think Ron was beginning to get a little jealous, it could also be that Reese was very pregnant. Whatever the reason I was a little relieved, however I feel if Reese and I are ever apart from more than a few days I will receive the same treatment on our meeting.
Mom brought forth some papers that were from a private investigator Dad had hired. Dad it spent all the money he received from his rookie card, about twenty-five thousand dollars on the private investigator. The only thing the private investigator could find out was that Reese was alive and adopted a few years prior to Dad search. That sealed any further records and only Reese’s adoptive parents or Reese herself could get that information.
Mom explained, “When Joseph got this information it broke his heart, he so wanted to get back his baby sister. At the time there is nothing more that we could do, after Joseph’s death I did not have the heart to continue looking once you turned eighteen Reese.”
Reese holds my Mom as they both weep for a short time. Reese finally says, “Maggie it is okay, back then I was not ready. I am just so happy that we finally did find each other especially now. What has happened this last year changed me. I am not the angry person I used to be. Being around the family, around JJ and Kathryn is shown me a different way. Mom and Dad have their own way. Now that I see it in JJ and Kathryn, I realize how much they love each other. I could not really see that when I was younger.”
Mom smiles and says, “I am just glad we finally found you. I knew I loved you for a reason, I just could not put my finger on what reason.” The two hug warmly finding something more precious than all the gold in the world.
It finally comes time for graduation, and I both look forward and dread the day. Not just my life will change shortly, but the entire family’s life will change. The Coach will soon be retired. I will try to help him through the transition. Fortunately, for him Sam, Crystal, and several other of the children are looking forward to spending more time with him. I know he will continue coaching Sam in her swimming, now he has the time to work with the other children too.
Kathryn and I along with our daughters find our seats along with the rest of the family who are gathered for Kara, Joan and Johnny’s graduation. The only ones missing was Uncle Ron and Aunt Reese, no one knew why they are not here. Daniel set with Cindy in his lap leaving an unused chair next to him. Karen decided to be with Kara on stage to help her across the stage. Kara was having difficulty the last couple of weeks, as she was getting bigger with her pregnancy on top of the fact that her leg injury seemed to be acting up a bit. Ron even loaned Kara one of his canes.
Karen had decided to move in with Kara and Daniel temporally, with Helen and Coach’s approval, to assist Kara through the rest of the pregnancy. Kathryn and the other sisters including Helen have been taking turns going over as well, helping too, as they are all concerned with how much trouble Kara is having carrying twins. Daniel was very grateful, he worried for Kara and he seemed to fill every discomfort she felt.
Reese and Kara have become fast friends, and now that Reese is family it only brings us closer, the two found together most days. The family help Reese and Kara every day. Reese became pregnant three months before Kara, and it shows.
The threats Daniel received targeted Kara. Sylvia’s late husband has some disreputable friends that were not too happy about Kara getting off scot-free in their opinion. Fortunately, the police track down those individuals making the threats. Daniel took actions, namely a restraining order and a few quiet threats of his own. He still worries for Kara safety.
I know he feels more at ease having the two former Rangers watching over his wife. I know Daniel carries a firearm now, not to an event like this, but it would not surprise me that it is in his car right now. I wonder how long it will be before I too need the security of a firearm, martial arts are fine, but they do not have the same effect as a firearm. I mean most people do not turn and run away when you go into the stance.
We were in our seats for ten minutes when finally the graduation ceremony started. There were the speeches by, the student class president, valedictorian and the different Faculty members scheduled before starting to distribute the diplomas. The student body president Rachel announced the self-defense classes would continue as part of her speech.
I knew that Kara grades was high enough to put her in the top ten percent of the class that earned her a place on the stage. Most of the students set at the front of the auditorium, while the parents filled the bleachers, and the rear of the auditorium.
We all anxiously waited for Kara, Joan, Johnny Misty and Jim’s names to hear so we could cheer. Joan is actually seated one seat to the right of Kara, they call her name and the family cheers. Joan smiles brightly at her name Joan Thurgood. When Joan returns to her seat, she is very confused because they skipped Kara who was seated one seat before her.
The family and I all looked at each other wondering what was going on. I looked at Kara on stage and she too had a confused expression on her face.
The principal called the last name of the top ten percent without calling Kara; he continued calling the names now in alphabetical order of the majority of the students.
Misty gives Johnny a peck on the cheek as he smiles brightly hearing his name now called Johnny Thurgood. Misty is next to be called and she too smiles brightly as her name announced, Misty Thurgood. The family cheers as they receive their diplomas. Misty had enough credits, and only have to pass the commensurate classes for her senior year to graduate. Because of her pregnancy, they allowed her to be homeschooled and still receive her diploma. After he handed out the last diploma, he paused and looked at the gathered people.
After clearing his throat, the Principal says, “I would usually say that is the end of the diplomas and wish the graduates well in their future endeavors. However, I have one diploma left. This diploma is for a special lady. Mrs. Kara Atkins please come forward.” Kara had a confused look on her face but nonetheless with Karen’s help managed to make her way to the podium.
“Kara Atkins, formally known as Kara Edwards, is a remarkable student. She is also a hero. A few months ago this remarkable woman, risked her life, to save others, injured in the process. She showed courage and bravery in the face of danger. It is my great pleasure to present her high school diploma. In addition, I have the honor to present an award to honor her bravery and commitment to her fellow peers. Your fellow class members petitioned the governor and he agreed. You are receiving a special recognition from the Governor’s office of this great state.
The world could use more people like Kara. Kara, we all here wish you the best in whatever the future holds for you and your growing family,” said the principal. He shook Kara’s hand as he handed over her diploma and a plaque. There was a standing ovation as she receives her awards. After the crowd died down Karen led a softly weeping Kara back to her seat. When it looks like Kara was about to stumble, Joan instantly leaped from her seat to assist Kara, Joan and Karen got Kara back into her seat.
“I have one other speech I must make.” The principal began. Would Coach Edwards please approach the podium? When the coach was standing next to the podium, the Principal continues, “It is not customary to say goodbye to our retiring faculty, but you have been such a big part of the lives of so many of our students. Your selfless dedication, to their well-being and athletic achievements have not gone unnoticed. Therefore, many of our previous students wish to thank you.”
Behind them is projected, six pictures of professional football players all graduates coached by my father-in-law. As they walk across the stage in their jerseys from the various teams, they now play for; they stop and shake the Coach’s hand. They file on by as more players this time in college jerseys begins to file by shaking the Coach’s hand. I even recognize a few from the years I was their team member. Then finally, our football team comes by and shakes his hand.
The principal stepping back up to the podium says, “These are but a few of the young men whose lives you changed for the better. Your kind and warm heart has touched so many in this school, you will be sorely missed my friend.”
The crowd comes to their feet as the coach wishes the graduating class the greatest of luck in their future. The auditorium gives him a long-standing ovation. The applause is so loud I feel my phone buzz but cannot hear my phone ringing. Looking at the caller ID, the call is from Ron just as the crowd dies down I answer and he informs me Reese is in labor her water broke on the way to graduation.
Fortunately, everyone in the family seated near me and other than a few having, difficulty getting out of the parking lot we all manage to get to the hospital together. Reese was very close to being full-term, and we were not too worried because of that. Ron is as nervous as the day of his wedding; he is walking back and forth with a slight limp. Sam runs up to him, jumps into his arms causing him to stumble backwards but he catches himself. Excitedly Sam asks, “Aunt Reese is having her baby, is he here yet?”
Ron shakes his head no, and Sam’s face turns into a pout before Ron says, “I know how you feel Sam I feel the same way.”
Crystal tugs on Ron’s arm getting his attention. He bends down and scoops her up too. I use my cell phone and take a quick picture of my two daughters in their Uncle’s arms. The two girls work together distracting Ron from his worries.
I do not know who taught them how to be such little angels when it comes to that. However, the two can distract us men when we are the most worried. They did the same for Marshall when Misty was in labor. I heard the stories from Helen after a day or two had passed. It was one of the afternoons when the girls were at Helen’s home. They all were asleep, including Kathryn. Helen and I talked in whispers and she told me the story.
My phone rings yet again, and I step outside to answer. It is Major Denton, his retirement had finally come through and he is actually in town. He is looking forward to meeting my family, and catching up with Ron and Reese along with the Samson family.
He agrees to meet us at the hospital, as I explained that Reese is in labor. Fifteen minutes later, he finds the hospital than chuckles at a nervous Uncle Ron still pacing the hallways now with the two girls in his arms.
Major Denton smiles and says, “Look who I found on my way here.” He opens the door again and in comes Ron’s father-in-law and mother-in-law. Reese’s mother rushes to Ron, the last time they saw each other was just before Ron went off with Reese on their honeymoon. After she lets him go, Sam and Crystal take a deep breath, and then they giggle before giving Ron a kiss. Ron sets the two girls down, and takes his mother-in-law back into his arms.
Reese’s father walks up to me and says, “I understand you are my nephew.”
I smile throwing my arms wide I say, “Yes.” I wrap my uncle, who is a little surprised at my actions, into a hug. I release him, and my Mom takes my place.
Mom spent her free time of the last three weeks with Reese. No matter where Reese was, Mom try to spend as much time with her as possible. That meant Mom was at Kara and Daniel’s house every day. Mom related almost every story she had about Dad and me to Reese. Kara listening intently as Mom told stories about her brother-in-law. More often than not Kathryn and the girls were there loving the stories too.
Every time Reese seen me, she would throw me in a hug and kiss my cheeks for a couple minutes at least. Giggling Reese would say, “I am such a lucky aunt to have a nephew like you.”
I usually give her a kiss on the cheek before I would say to her, “My aunt only needs to ask, and whatever I have I will share with her.”
Reese would say, “All I need is to share your time, and your love my nephew.”
Chuckling because I was so happy I would reply, “I thought you were going to ask for something hard, but just try to stop me from fulfilling that promise.” So far, that has been very easy to do, my wife, children, and my mother were usually with Aunt Reese. Recently Sam or Crystal cuddled to Reese whenever I found them together, with Ron holding both of them.
I watched how gentle Ron could be, especially when he would hold Amanda. For a big man, battle hardened, he truly had a soft spot when it comes to children. He seemed calmer too, with Reese at his side and one of my girls in his arms. I knew he was going to be a great father. He definitely was a great uncle.
Reese’s Dad, Robert who prefers Bob, smiles at Ron now have in the opportunity to give the big man a hug. Ron seems more comfortable now showing such affection, before he always was a bit standoffish when it comes to such things. Although, I think now things changed slightly for Ron he more easily accepts affection and gives it as well.
Ron did not have much of a choice but to become accustomed, Sam would jump into his arms as she did me. Crystal would demand affection from him too. Although she was not as rough, it can be harder to deny her, her pout would precede tears and both could melt the hardest heart.
Ron certainly have a soft spot for the girls, which now included Cindy. Ron takes Cindy into his arms, introducing her to his in-laws too.
Reese’s Dad asks, “Have we been away that long?”
Cindy giggles and says, “No, I got my new Mama and Daddy because my Mommy died saving us. She knew Mama Kara would save us, she just needed the chance my Mommy gave to her.”
Kara weeps, and Ron moves to her still holding Cindy. Cindy leans toward Kara with her arms outstretched and Ron passes Cindy to Kara. Cindy says, “Momma I did not mean to hurt you please do not cry.”
Kara caresses Cindy and says, “It is okay baby, it is just that I miss your Mom so much. I miss her every day.”
Cindy holds to Kara and says, “I love you Mama, Mommy did too. She knew you would save us. You and uncle JJ had saved Mommy it was her turn to help. She knew she was too sick and would die, she said by saving us her life meant something. She told me that just before she left us.”
Ron says, “I know how you feel Kara, there is people that I miss every day, friends that I will never get to see again, friends who have saved my life. I live to honor their sacrifice. It does not stop me from missing them, but I know they would not want me to be sad all the time.”
Kara draws a deep breath releases it slowly and says, “It is just that every time they call me a hero I see her face as she was shot. She smiled, and then she coughed up blood. I knew she was hurt so bad, there was nothing I could do.”
Cindy says, “Mommy was very happy that she is able to save you and me. She knew you were the only one who is going to stop him from hurting me, and Aunt Karen and Daddy. She was happy to give you the chance.” Cindy sobs and to her Mama’s shoulder. Kara begins trying to comfort Cindy even as she still sobs.
Most of the family try to comfort both Kara and Cindy. Ron finally says, “Maybe we should get a plaque made for the other hero that day, Sylvia should be awarded and give our highest praise, her action saved as many lives.”
I realize now that is what has bothered Kara all along, called a hero when the person who saved you died doing it was totally forgotten. That her friend happily gave up her life so she could live as a hero made the loss all the greater. The anger at the loss of her friend only magnified when her friend’s sacrifice ignored by those who called her hero.
Kara once under a little more control says, “That is exactly right, without her, without Sylvia I would not be here.”
Daniel after kissing his wife says, “I am so grateful to her, she saved you, she saved all of us. I want to name our daughter Sylvia. Is that all right with you, Love?”
Kara wraps herself around Daniel, squeezing poor Cindy in between them. They hold her for a second or two, before moving apart enough for Cindy to giggle. Cindy exclaims, “I like being squeezed like that.”
Sam says, “It is not bad until you cannot breathe.”
Cindy looks up into Kara’s face laughing she says, “I think Sylvia likes her name, is she jumping?”
Kara says, “I think they both like their names, I want to name your son Daniel Junior. Is that okay with you my Love?” Cindy gets a second squeeze as they kiss. Not so long to cause Cindy suffocating, when they part Cindy giggles again.
Cindy hugs Kara’s abdomen that holds her twins and says brightly to her yet to be born brother and sister, “Just wait to you guys get out here and I can play with you Sylvia and DJ. We are going to have so much fun.”
Kara puts her hands on either side of Cindy and remarks, “I think they like that idea, they seem to really jump for joy.”
It could be that their favorite playmate was just being born. The Doctor called Ron into the delivery room, after he was finished dressed in operating room protective wear he ushered into the delivery room. Now it was my turn to walk with the two girls nervously. Amanda needed nursed, and Kathryn had gone to the ladies room, along with Kara and Cindy.
Ron exited the delivery room with a bright smile, the Doctor had Ron cut the umbilical cord, something Reese had requested. Smiling he says, “I have a son. Robert John Davis is 8 lbs. 1 oz. has all ten fingers and ten toes, he is absolutely perfect.”
His father-in-law Robert smiles had the baby’s name stepping forward he pulls Ron into a hug. Ron has is bewildered look for a moment and says, “I never knew how much the human heart could love until now. It is a wonderful feeling.”
The rest of the fathers chuckle and simultaneously say, “Yes it is.”
We look around the room at each other, and then burst out laughing at ourselves. Ron gets handshakes and hugs as family members congratulate him. The baby brought to the observation window, wrapped in a blue blanket and placed in a bassinet. Reese will be going back to one of the rooms shortly, and Robert John will join her there.
Kara heard the commotion and sent Cindy to find out what is going on. Ron scoops her up and says, you have a new baby cousin Robert John Davis. Cindy hugs him gives him a big kiss and Ron sets her down, she rapidly disappears into the bathroom. Only a second later Kara is on her way to Ron to congratulate him. A few moments later Kathryn hands me Amanda, and she goes to run giving him a hug and congratulate him.
Amanda on my shoulder burps loudly. Wiggles a bit, and then drapes herself against my shoulder, as I gently rub circles across her back. The baby is asleep in moments. Ron chuckle softly and asks, “Can you teach me how to do that?”
I shake my head yes, although I feel Ron probably already knows it is just that he is a bit insecure, just as I felt on the day Amanda was born. Daniel has the same look, and I give him a nod as well.
Charles chuckles and says, “It looks like these young men forgot we gone through this too.”
I chuckle and say, “No I have not, I am planning on asking you and Dad to help me with Ron and Daniel.”
George chuckles, “While you are at it, I will need a refresher course too.”
Several of our wife’s giggle, Kathryn says, “I bet they do not make it through the afternoon.”
I step close to my wife, I am unable to let go of Amanda at this moment so I make the best contact I can allowing my hip to push against her gently. Mentally I ask, (can you hear me?)
Kathryn giggles in her mind, (yes, what did you have on your mind?)
Mentally I ask (what is the bet for?)
Kathryn flashes a mental image of me licking her, and then she is in a doggy style position as I pleasure her repeatedly.
With a mental chuckle I flash an image, of Kathryn given me a blowjob, followed by her on top writing me until I have another orgasm. Mentally I say, (That is what I want if I win.)
Kathryn giggles, looking up at me she thinks, (I do not think I will lose either way.)
I kiss Kathryn to seal the bet.
They only let a few family members at a time to visit Reese when she is in her room. When I finally do get to visit, Reese is nursing Robert John. Although she cannot jump up and give me a kiss, I see the joy in her eyes at my presence.
I smile is a grinning Ron as Robert John holds to his little finger, the baby’s hand barely wrapped around his father’s pinky. Smiling I say, “Take lots of pictures, they grow so fast during these months. Amanda’s hand are ready can go around two fingers.”
Chuckling Ron says, “I know, thanks for letting me hold my goddaughter. JJ, would you be willing to be Robert John’s godfather?”
In a soft voice not to disturb the baby I say excitedly, “I would love to be.”
Reese smiles and says, “It settled then, you and Kathryn are to be the godparents. In three days we will have a christening.”
The next three days went by exceedingly fast, I swear I let Amanda down on the floor and she moved when I was not looking. I am not sure if she was crawling, scooted, or rolled and set backup but she definitely was not in the same location I set her down. That was the first time, and I missed it. I was determined not to miss the next time Amanda moved on her own. At three months that is rather fast for a baby to begin to move, but not unheard of happening.
I know she has already started to roll when in her crib, that something we even have video of Amanda rolling around the crib. We have to be very careful, we cannot leave her on the bed, or a couch without someone there for fear she will roll off.
Robert’s christening goes well, and Kathryn and I do our parts as godparents. The entire family is there, including Rick Denton, he had us dropped the major because he is retired now.
Then we all went to lunch afterwards at Bobby’s and Mary’s restaurant now gets crowded every time the family shows up. I notice a new item on the menu, Alyssa’s meatloaf, apparently Alyssa and Mary exchange recipes. I just have to order that, it is excellent like most of Mary’s cooking, but I still swear Alyssa’s meatloaf is better.
Leave a two hundred dollar tip for Debs after the end of the meal. I pay the check before we head home.
Kathryn runs the class for that afternoon as I take care of Amanda. Cindy, Sam and Crystal are working on their home school, they should just be finishing third grade shortly. The Coaches judging their physical education portion, Amanda sitting on my lap watching the girls swim, Crystal and Sam barely trail Cindy as they race through twenty-five laps.
Sam is taking her time; I think she has giving Cindy the win. It is not that Sam pities Cindy is that she loves her and wants her to feel better. Losing a race occasionally is not a bad thing if you push your opponent to their limit, making them search for new strength within themselves. Sam is not exactly swimming at the top of her game, and Dad knows it, the smile he gives me tells me he and Sam are working together. Cindy’s victory will be a very close one, she and Crystal are neck and neck and Sam is only a tenth of a second behind, I notice Crystal messes up on the last flip turn, giving Cindy the lead. Sam purposely missed the last flip turn to turning too early.
Cindy wins with the second faster than Sam, and eight tenths of a second faster than Crystal. She beams went handed the first place trophy of the three small trophies Dad had gotten them. Some kids would tease the others for losing, but I think Cindy had been there herself. She hugs Sam and Crystal. She gets a hug from her grandfather as well.
Crystal runs off the show her second-place trophy to her Mom. Has Sam comes and sets on my lap as Amanda sleeps in her stroller. I ask, “You not feeling well today?”
She looks into my face and asks, “Daddy is it wrong that I did not swim as fast as I could?”
I smile and hug her and I say, “Sometimes winning means you come in last place. You made Cindy and Crystal work hard, and you gave them an incentive to keep on working. If you won every single time, do you think they would keep racing you? I am not even sure they would even try after a while. This way you can beat them in the rematch, just do not do it too badly.”
Sam giggles and says, “Daddy you want to race?”
I smile and say, “Okay, but tomorrow morning. That way you can tell the girls you think you are having an off day. You know I do not mind losing to you. I am very proud each and every time you have to work hard to win.”
Sam looks at me suspiciously and ask, “Daddy did you ever let me win?”
I smile at Sam and say, “Maybe once or twice when you just started, but I have not let you win in six months. Now you know what I meant, I made you work hard so you never had it easy. Now, I could not win a race with you if you gave me a full lap head start.”
Sam smiles and says, “Oh, I see winning is fun, because it was fun I worked harder. You think Cindy and Crystal are going to work harder?”
Giving her a kiss on the forehead I say, “I think they feel good about themselves now, sometimes they need that, sometimes you need that. I know you can help them do better. Do you think your sister will love you for it?”
Sam gives me a giggle and says, “Crystal and Cindy love me now, but I think they know I kept missing the flip turns.”
Petting on her I say, “You can always tell them that you are having an off day, when you miss the first you try too hard and kept missing them afterwards. That happens to many people. Sometimes when you try, too hard you will make more mistakes. That is part of life, to learn to deal with the mistakes.”
Sam asks, “If I did not lose on purpose would you still be proud of me?”
Pulling Sam back to my chest I say, “Win or lose Sam I will always be proud to be your Dad. I cannot waterski, are you still proud of me?”
Sam giggles and looks at me she says, “I am still proud of you Daddy. Even if you really funny when you try to waterski.”
I tell Sam, “Nobody’s perfect at everything, nobody is perfect every day even at things they are good at. It does not mean if you have a bad day I will stop being proud of you. I will let you in on a little secret, you swim faster than most ten-year-olds, and Cindy and Crystal do too. If the three if you keep swimming and keep getting better, it would not surprise me to see the three if you on the US Olympic team. However that will be when you get old, like fourteen or sixteen years old.”
Sam giggles and says, “Mommy’s only fourteen. She is not old, silly Daddy.”
I said, “You are only four and five sixth. Sometimes I swear, your ten years older than that, if I close my eyes, you could fool me.”
Sam giggles, gives me a big hug and a quick peck before she runs off. I am not sure if she had a bad day, or just a bad meet, or she threw the match at her grandfather’s request. I do not really care, I love her and still proud to be her Daddy. That is what I want her to know.
I remember seeing Sam watching a commercial, her Crystal and Cindy pointed they laughed at the commercial; two girls were riding in an electric toy car. I am sure that something that the girls would love. I should talk to Kara and Daniel. I would love to get one for Sam and Crystal but would not want Cindy and Anna or Rosie to feel left out of the fun. The five girls hang out at the Playhouse all the time together; they should be leaving shortly to spend time together. It is usually this time in the afternoon, unless Anna is in town. That reminds me, it is my turn to make cookies for the girls.
The three girls come in; Sam and Crystal are dressed in their play clothes, just an older pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I asked the girls what type of cookies they want, Sam and Crystal look at each other before Crystal says, “Chocolate, chocolate chip they are Cindy’s favorite.”
Cindy’s eyes light up and she hugs Crystal then Sam. The three giggle, as they get the mixing bowl and start bringing me the ingredients. If they want cookies, they get to help make them. I do not want my girls to be helpless, having someone else do everything for them.
I do not think that is a good way to live, being very dependent on someone else to do the simplest things for you. Everyone in the family could afford to have that lifestyle, we just choose not to. I am sure if we ran across someone desperately in need of a job we could put them to work. However, I still would insist that the girls do something, help in some manner like rinsing the dishes and loading the dishwasher. You never know, money may not last forever.
I am glad Kathryn has the recipe, and it is not too difficult. The girls are used to helping. They do not try to do the dangerous things. They do love to stir the cookies, although I do use the mixer when needed. Amanda begins to cry, I shudder realize she is hungry. I warm a bottle for her, even though she tries she cannot hold her own bottle yet, but give her a couple more weeks. Fortunately, the cookies are at a step, where the girls could handle their preparation for now.
Kathryn comes into the kitchen, glances around and sees me feeding Amanda as I watch the girls. They are putting the dough onto cookie sheets, not very evenly but it is there cookies. It is something they can experiment with the process of making cookies.
Kathryn sits down beside me, puts her hand over my neck as she leans into me. I hear her inner voice question me, (You got everything under control? I mean, if you need any help I am always here.)
I chuckle in my mind, my inner voice says to Kathryn, (you just trying to win the bet. The truth of the matter is right now, I would not mind letting you. Just so, I can pay up, but it is my day to be with the girls.)
Sam giggles and says, “Mommy and Daddy are thinking to each other again.”
The three girls giggle, and Sam says, “We can tell by the way you look at each other.”
I smile and say, “You know I can tell certain things about you three. Like if, you are hungry, and what you would want to eat sometimes. Like right now, Sam and Crystal wants grilled cheese, but Cindy you would rather have a bacon lettuce and tomato sandwich.”
The girls all have shocked expressions, and Kathryn and I giggle. Before I say, “It is called empathetic or telepathic, I can feel your emotions, maybe even your surface thoughts when I said you are hungry, and the images of what you wanted come forward in your mind.”
The girls are still a little shocked, and Kathryn says, “It is because we love you so much. It lets us know what we need to do for you. Cindy, your Daddy is learning how to use it to, that is why he is having your Mama’s cravings. It will not be too long, before he learns to do the same with you.”
Sensing the girls’ apprehension I say, “It does not really mean I can read your mind, I could not tell you what you are thinking right now. I can feel your emotions. I do not think it is anything to be afraid of; it is not as if it is going to harm you. It is just a neat trick, which your Mom and I can do.”
The three girls huddled together whispering, and one of them keeps looking at us, Kathryn and I giggle as they plot. We know they are going to try to test us. So far, all three have changed what they want for lunch. Sam was thinking she wants a purple cow to drink. I do not have a clue what that is, glancing at Kathryn I see she does not either. I ask Sam, “Sam, what is a purple cow?”
Sam has a look of surprise, and her mind flashes it’s a half glass of milk with half glass of grape juice. She has not had one since her mother left. Her mother would do that to get her to drink her milk, something Sam did not have too much of a taste for back then. I chuckle and say, “What does that taste like, half milk and half grape juice?”
Sam walks right up to me stares into my eyes, I get the impression she is trying to ask something just using her mind. I reach out and take her hand, as with Kathryn the volume of her inner voice comes in much clear and is no longer whisper buried in a noisy room. My inner voice says, (ask again.)
Sam’s inner voice questions, (can you hear all my thoughts?)
I answer aloud, “If I hold your hand, and you want me to, otherwise it is like catching a whisper on a breeze. Sometimes you can understand, sometimes not. Nevertheless, when I hold your hand, and you want me to hear you I can.”
She lets go of my hand and takes a hold of her Mom’s hand. Kathryn smiles and says, “of course, I love you. If I did not, do you think I could do this?”
Sam’s eyes widened the next thing I know Sam is holding her close crying. Sam finally says, “I saw your memory the first time you saw me. You loved me right then.”
Crystal comes into my lap and we slide Amanda into her lap, leaning against my chest her inner voice ask, (when you first saw me did you love me too?)
I share the memories of the first time I met her with Crystal. Including the conversation I had with Kathryn, Crystal’s eyes begin to water although she has a bright smile. She kisses me and says, “Thank you Daddy, I love you so much.”
“I love you too Crystal. Do not feel left out Cindy, I love you too and I had since the first time I met you too. I just knew that you belong with Daniel and Kara. I get to be your uncle for the rest of your life, remember?”
Cindy moves to me hugs me the best she can because I still hold Crystal and Amanda as she feeds, “Thank you Uncle JJ. I love you too.”
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The Mom Incident
It started as a normal day for Ginger, her husband went to work and her son was off to school. The house work was always there and she wasn’t in the mood to clean today. Perhaps a visit to the new lingerie boutique at the mall was what she needed.
Upon arrival at the store she was amazed at the cost of there merchandise, my god she thought $95 for one outfit. It might be worth it as Russell her husband was more interested in golf these days then her.
Ginger was short five foot tall, around 145 lbs which had settled in her tits which were 36D’s and her ass. She had red hair, a great smile and as she had heard Russell’s friends say breeder hips. She enjoyed sex and not having any in six months was getting frustrating. Perhaps this outfit would spice her life up. After her purchase she stopped for a cup of coffee where the server tried to hit on her. Although she felt flattered he couldn’t have been more then 17 or 18, slightly older then her son.
He continued to make conversation and she noticed a slight bulge in his pants. Well at least he enjoys looking at me was her first thought. As she got up to leave he handed her a note which read, my name is Albert and a phone number. Smiling coyly at him she tucked the not in her bag, gave him a generous tip and headed for her car.
Once in the car she looked at the note. I should call him what harm can it do she thought, besides he liked looking at my tits. Dialing the number it rang three times before he answered with “Al here who is this”? Taking a deep breath she replied, “Hi I’m Ginger you gave me your number remember”? Al was shocked this was great, “Hi Ginger how are you”? “I’m fine, why did give me your name and number”? Al took a few seconds before answering. “How else can we go out if we don’t have each others phone numbers and names”? Go out with a 18 year old, Ginger what the hell are you thinking girl. “Well before we get ahead of our selves perhaps you can tell me a little about yourself”.
For the entire drive home he told her about how he had just quit school and wanted to become a musician. He took any job he could find where he worked during the day so he could work on his music at night. He explained he played best when he smoked pot, but only did it on an occasional base. He hadn’t had a girl friend in about a year and was looking for a date.
Ginger asked “Don’t you think I’m a little old for you”? Al laughed, “No way what are you thirty two or three”? This was a great compliment as she was going to be forty four on her birthday. She decided to lie and responded with “You guessed it thirty two”. She told him she was married but things weren’t going great and she needed outside interests. Al asked her what outfit she had bought at the boutique. Without any hesitation she replies, “Yellow bra and panties with black garter belt and stockings, and six inch heels”. “Wow I would sure like to see them on you”. She was giggling and coyly “Whispered perhaps someday.
They chatted for another few minutes, at that point Al asked her to come over to his place Friday night. “I’ll have to get back to you on that”. They both said good by and hung up.
It would be nice to go out on a date with a young guy she thought they have unbelievable stamina. How would I pull it off? From that point forward they talked at least twice a day. They became comfortable with each other and discussed getting together often. If only she could? The next two weeks went by with no opportunity for her to get away. Wednesday afternoon fate stepped in. She was cleaning when the phone rang it was Russell. “Hi honey, what’s up”? “Ginger they just asked me to go to our London office”. “Oh really, when”? “They want me to leave Friday, for the rest of the month to work on the Galaxo merger”. “Well we’ll talk about it tonight”. They hung up and she thought well now Al and I may be able to get together.
Thursday evening Russell packed for the long flight Friday and left at his usual time Friday morning. Her son Terry and her sat at the kitchen table discussing the trip and perhaps they would go over for a long weekend in a few weeks. Terry seemed up for the trip. Once he was gone she called Al. She explained they might be able to get together if wanted to. His delight was overwhelming he was so excited he could hardly contain himself. When, what time, what day, finally she cut him off and explained she would call later with the details. Before they hung up he asked “Any chance you can wear the outfit you bought at the boutique for me”? Her reply was “We’ll see”.
Terry got home from school at around two and was on the phone in his room for about twenty minutes before he came down stairs. “Mom, can I go with Stan’s family to there cabin tonight”? Well this was perfect both of them would be out for the weekend. “Sure honey, are they going to pick you up or do I have to drive you over”? “No they’ll be picking me up, his dad wants to get an early start to beat the weekend traffic”. “They’ll be here in about an hour”. “Ok go pack your stuff”.
No sooner had Terry left the house then she called Al. “Hi Al, I was wondering about getting together tonight, does that work for you”? “Sure does except my guitar player and I are putting the final touches on a new number we’ve been working on”. “Why not come over and listen to us”? “Afterwards we can get pizza”.
“Ok give me your address”. The next several hours she fixed herself and kept looking at the outfit. Oh hell put it on it makes you feel sexy so why not. Besides it’s not like your going to fuck him. Taking great pain to look her best she was ready to leave by 6:30.
Once in the car she called him and they chatted until she pulled up at his apartment. Parking the car she entered the building. She started looking for unit number 330. The unit was on the third floor at the end of the hall. Taking a deep breath she knocked and the door opened. Al stood there in boxer shorts and nothing else. “Hi Ginger”. He bent over and kissed her. “Come in, this is Frank”. The two exchanged hellos, “Ginger please sit down”. “You really look great”. “Thank you”. They were working on this particular part of a song and just weren’t getting it right.
Al went to the kitchen and brought back three large joints and beers, “We need to chill out for a while before we can get back to the piece”. Before she realized it they lit up. All three were smoking and talking about the music. Soon the pot was taking an effect as she was feeling very mellow and very horny.
Al told Frank about Gingers visit to the boutique, “Have you seen the outfit she bought”? “No” replied Al. “I sure would like to”. Ginger giggled the guys got up and came over and sat next to her on the sofa. Al leaned into her and kissed her full on the mouth, there tongues inter locked. Frank was messaging her left breast and her nipples were rock hard. Al removed his tongue and Frank put his tongue down her throat while Al messaged her right breast. She felt a warm wetness between her legs, this feels wonderful was her thought. This continued for at least ten minutes she was wet, hot and horny. Finally they all came up for air, Ginger was breathing very heavily as Al spoke. “Ginger did you bring the outfit”? Smiling coyly she stood up and asked, “Bathroom please”. As she headed for the bathroom she realized both guys had huge hard ons.
She entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror, girl these guys are as horny as you are. They seem to have good size cocks and you did wear the outfit. She kept asking herself if I go out there in this outfit they will realize I’m in the mood. What should I do? I hope they have rubbers. Finally she made a decision five minutes later she emerged from the bathroom. Both guys gave her a big smile. Frank spoke first,” Ginger come sit here between us”. “Ok but do you like my look”? From the looks of the bulges she didn’t need an answer. She sat between them.
Frank kissed her breast and immediately starting rubbing her clit through her panties. She spread her legs so he could get easy access. Al unhook her bra and it fell to the floor, her nipples were rock hard and her breathing had quicken as she felt a wave starting to sweep over her. She moaned, grabbed Franks hand as she started to spasm with delight. Frank looked into her eyes, “Let’s go to the bedroom”. The three of them got up and went in the room. Frank kissed her passionately on the mouth “Ginger please take off your panties”? Hooking the waistband of the flimsy material she wiggled her hips and down they came. Before leaving the house she had trimmed her bush so it was nicely cropped. “You are beautiful”, said Frank. Ginger looked into his eyes, “Honey fuck me”. Frank laid her on the bed and she spread wide as he got between her legs. He rubbed his cock head up and down her wet pussy several time and then gently slipped the head in. She felt a slight pressure then he was in. He had a large cock, bigger then her husband. “Go slow baby, I need to get use to that big cock of yours”. He worked up and down slowly but continued to push deeper and deeper until he felt the bottom of her pussy. “Ugh oh” was all they heard from her as he was now balls deep and his pumping had quicken. Grabbing his shoulder and pulling him close she whispered, ”Baby shoot a big load deep in me please”. She just kept moaning until the wave of passion overtook her and she climaxed violently screaming with pleasure.
Frank exploded deep in her and it felt wonderful, hot cum was being pumped deep into her womb. They both lay there waiting for there breath to slow down.
Frank moved off and Al got between her legs, her pussy was leaking cum so his cock slipped right in with no trouble he went balls deep. “Honey you feel great pump slowly so we can enjoy it”. Al rhythm was slow at first the started to quicken. Her pussy was milking his cock, he pushed deeper, and she felt him stiffen and cum exploded out of his cock, hot cum once again flooding her womb. This caused another orgasm for her and she screamed and moaned with pleasure.
Al rolled off, she was really leaking cum. “Honey give me my panties so I don’t dribble all over the bed” Frank handed them to her and she pulled them on. “At least the cum will stay where you guys put it she said with a laugh”.
“Ginger you have one tight pussy it was great”. “Thank you Frank, your cock is really great”. “Both your cocks are really great”. “Right now my pussy isn’t as tight as it was as its very wet”. They all just sat there with big smiles. Ginger knew she needed that. “Ginger”? “Yes Frank” “How about a blow job”? “Well I suppose so on one condition”. “Which is” “You both fuck me again”.
“You’ve got a deal”.
Ginger got on her knees, she took Franks cock and kissed the head, swirled her tongue around it and took it deep in her mouth. It had been a long time since anyone had asked her for a blow job and she was going to do her best. She sucked it deeply while messaging his nut sack. She kept up a slow motion of in and out while her tongue swirled around the head. She felt a warm feeling between her legs, another orgasm was coming. He pace quicken, she sucked the cock as deep as she could, he grabbed her head and held it in place as he shot spurt after spurt in her mouth. She swallowed once and pulled her head back so the remaining cum filled her mouth. His dick went lips, looking up in his eyes she opened her mouth to show him the load, closed her lips and swallowed.
Al and Frank both smiled you like cum don’t you“? Her response was “I sure do, Al baby would you like a blow job”? Al was on his feet with his cock in her mouth instantly.
She sucked Al’s cock just as she had Franks and as his cum filled her mouth she had yet another orgasm. She thought she saw stars.
They sat on the bed looking at each other; all Ginger could think about was I hope they can fuck me again. After about two hours of talking, Frank looked at her rolled on his back and said “Baby get on my dick”. “I thought you’d never ask, she said with a laugh”. She pulled her panties down and impaled herself on the rock hard cock. She was working it in and out, it felt wonderful as cum was still leaking out of her. Feeling pressure on her rectum she realized Al was going to butt fuck her. His cock was lubed up really well and it slipped in quite easily. She started crying as his cock went balls deep into her ass. Now she realized the cock heads were touching each other only being separated by a sheer membrane. It hurt but felt great at the same time. They work up a rhythm she started moaning and crying at the same time. Al came first and she felt her ass being flooded with hot cum, the feeling caused Frank to cum and her pussy was rewarded with another sperm bath. Which cause her to orgasm yet again really hard?
As there cocks plopped out she looked like a well fucked women and they all laughed at the comment. She told them “I’ve never been double fucked in my life much less had my ass fucked”. Al smiled at her “So what do you think” “Well I might be walking a little funny but I could get use to it if I practice a lot”.
They all lay there together and dozed off. When she woke up it had to be six thirty in the morning. Opening her eyes she realized the time. “Oh shit I’m screwed”, she sprang out of bed grabbed her clothes and was almost dressed before either guy was wide awake.
“Guys I’ve got to go, I’ll call you later” she was out the door and in her car in two minutes. The entire drive home she kept reviewing the events of the previous evening. My butt is sore as hell and my pussy feels almost the same but I feel great, at least well fucked she thought. I didn’t brush my teeth I can still taste there cum, in my mouth I’m such a whore, and she laughed. Once home she checked the answering machine, well no messages. Then a shower clean clothes and coffee.
She called Al and thanked him for a wonderful time. They joked about her walking and she told him yes in fact she was walking funny but could get very use to the feeling if he and Frank wouldn’t mind practicing with her. Al told her both guys were very willing to practice all she wanted. “I’ll call you Sunday sweetie and she hung up.
Sunday Terry came home and after a snack went to his room. She heard him on the phone but couldn’t hear who he was talking to. Since she needed a few things she called to Terry she was going out did he need anything and since he yelled back no she went out.
It took longer then she expected and didn’t get home for almost two hours. After putting the groceries away she headed up stairs, Terry’s door was closed but she heard voices. Knocking she opening the door her mouth fell open. Terry was on his bed watching his computer screen naked with his cock rock hard in hand. Sitting in the chairs were Al and Frank. They had rock hard cocks in hand too.
Terry smiles, “Mom you’re a porn queen”. “I am”? “Sure are we’ve watched the video twice already”. “They were videoing me”? Al and Frank stood up walked over to her and started taking her clothes off. Frank smiled, “Were going to do some practicing”. Hesitating she said ”My sons in the room”. Frank spoke “He wants that pussy and ass too”. “Really you do Terry”? As her bra feel to the floor she looked at her son, then her panties were slide down. They moved her to the bed where Al laid down cock straight up. Coyly she asked “For me”? “Sure is Ginger”. As she lowered herself onto the stiff cock Terry said “Mom I want a blow job like you gave the guys Friday, ok”? Since Terry’s cock was already in her mouth all she could do was grunt yes.
The three cocks worked slowly at first then gradually started to quicken the pace. Her sons cock twitched, he grabbed her by the head pushed his cock deep down her throat and blew a large spurt of cum down her throat. Pushing him back so the head was still in her mouth she continued to suck as spurt after spurt filled her mouth. He spurted six times before it stopped. His dick plopped out and she showed him the generous load of cum in her mouth then closed her lips and swallowed. The other two cocks were working her to a feverous pace and the fire between her legs burst like a dam. The orgasm was wondrous and a moment later her bowels were rewarded with a generous load of hot sticky cum. Thirty seconds later her hips were pulled deep on the cock and her pussy received a deep sperm shower.
The three lay there letting there breathing return to normal. Terry looks at her “Mom, the guys will be staying with us until dad gets home”. “In the next few weeks you will be practiced with every day at least twice”. “Unless you have to go out all you need to wear are panties in the house”. “Oh”? “We really like your tits bouncing around” Al chimed up with “The big wet stains in the front and back of your panties look really sexy too”. She smiled “I could not do it without you guys, but this must be our secret, right”? “Ginger got up and headed for the shower, how do I get myself into these things? Later we must discuss condoms. All they want me in is panties, guess I have to go shopping soon.
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A man goes to the doctor and says “I’ve got a huge hole in my ass.”
The doctors says “Drop your pants, bend over and I will have a look”.
“Fuck me” says the doctor ” What could have made a hole as big as that?”
The patient replies “I’ve been fucked by an elephant”.
The doctor says “An elephants penis is long and thin, this hole is enormous”.
The patient replies “He fingered me first”.
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Getting to know my two female cousins–intimately
The morning after Kelli’s dad had taken her virginity, and after sleeping together he had woke up before her and put her chastity belt back on, leaving her pussy still wet with their combined juices, then he had cleaned himself off and went up to sleep with his wife.
Kelli had felt ashamed of herself afterwards and very used by her dad, who wouldn’t let her clean her pussy for most of the day. She felt so humiliated with her dads cum inside her, so sure that everyone around her must somehow know.
An hr or so before she was gonna go to bed her father said to get ready to get in the shower, so she went to the bathroom and undressed waiting for her dad to come take off the belt so she could wash up. Once her dad finally came and took it off she hopped in the shower and scrubbed herself till her entire body was a bright pink. When she got out of the shower her dad was waiting for her, he made her lay down so he could put the chastity belt back on but before he locked it into place he took something out of his pocket, Kelli tried to look but couldn’t see what it was, the next thing she knew her dads fingers were probing at her pussy lips, spreading them wide before taking an egg shaped toy and stuffing it up her cunt. It was pretty thick and she was sore from last nights fucking, writhing and whimpering as he crammed it in nice and tight, her lips closed around it and all you could see left of it was a little wire about an inch long hanging out between her lips, he then locked the chastity belt and helped Kelli stand up.
Kelli could feel the egg moving around with every move she made, quickly getting her wet and making her moan. “What is this thing?” She asked her dad, but he didn’t answer except to say she would find out later and that she better be careful not to make too much noise, then he left her to get dressed.
Later that night while Kelli was sleeping she begin to feel a buzzing deep inside her pussy, for a while she continued to sleep, moaning softly and wiggling her hips, but as the buzzing got more intense she woke up and realized that the egg had been a vibrator. It was driving her crazy, it felt so good, and she wanted more. She reached her hand down into her pajama bottoms, groaning in frustration when she remembered the chastity belt, she couldn’t do anything to help herself and it was torture! After a few more minutes of being teased by the vibrator Kelli was ready to cum, then her dad barged into her room, holding the remote. “You ready to fuck your daddy again, baby girl?” Kelli shook her head, she was very horny, but she still felt guilty and dirty for fucking him the night before and she was gonna be good and try not to do it again. Suddenly, right as she was about to cum the vibrator stopped. Kelli wiggled and moaned, struggling to still cum, but without the vibration the feeling quickly died away leaving her aching for release! “What the hell?! Why did it stop?” She groaned looking up at her dad with pleading eyes. “Because I turned it off Kelli, are you ready to fuck your daddy now?” Kelli whimpered but still declined to fuck him. “We’ll then if I can’t fuck you, you can’t get off!” Her dad muttered hotly the turned and left the room.
10 min later Kellicould hear her mom and dad going at it, their bed banging hard on the wall and scraping over the floor, at first that was all she heard but then it seemed her mom couldn’t keep quiet any longer and Kelli could hear the moaning and screaming. It went on and on and somehow Kelli knew her dad would just keep fucking her mom till Kelli came up and watched. Reluctantly she got out of bed, quietly went upstairs, the door was already propped open so Kelli could just peek in and watch, her eyes locking with her dads as he rammed her mother. Her parents were covered in sweat and it seemed like her mom had cum a lot and was ready to pass out, Kelli’s dad grinned at her and suddenly she could feel her vibrator going off again, seeing her dads hand under the pillow where the remote must be. He continued to fuck her mom hard and fast till Kelli was about to cum from the vibrator, biting her lip trying to keep quiet. Finally her dad slammed his cock hard into her mom, cumming deep inside her then pumping it in, turning off the vibrator just before Kelli could cum, she saw her mom pass out and her dad checking to make sure she was fully asleep before coming over to the door, winking at Kelli before closing it in her face!
Kelli went back down to her room, laying down to go to sleep, her pussy aching from the need to cum, why did her dad have to be so mean?!
The next day Kelli went with her parents to church, feeling so dirty with the vibe in her pussy, couldn’t her dad at least have taken it out for church?
After leaving church they decided to go for a drive in the mountains, Kelli put her earbuds to her MP3 player in and listened to the story of Lady Gaga’s “Bad Romance” while watching the scenery pass by her window, her mom quickly fell asleep while her dad drove up the winding mountainside. As Lady Gaga’s next song “Lovegame” came on Kelli began to feel the vibrator, looking up to see her dads eyes watching her in the rearview mirror, she tried not to show him how much she was enjoying herself but soon he had it turned all the way up and she was grinding her hips down into her chair, she could hear the buzzing and the squishing sounds as the egg wiggled about in her sloppy wet cunt, soon she was ready to cum and she kept waiting for her dad to be mean and turn it off as usual but instead it kept going, changing to a pulse setting. Kelli clamped her eyes shut and bit down on her leather arm rest as she came hard, trying not to scream.
She was panting and trembling all over but the vibe kept going, she looked up to see her dad winking at her as the setting changed again so that it would do 2 short soft vibrations then one long hard one then back again. Soon she was cumming again! She saw her mom stirring in her chair and figured she would wake up soon and her dad would turn off the vibe. She couldn’t have been more wrong, when her mother woke her dad just turned up the music and blasted some air conditioner so she wouldn’t hear her daughters panting and whimpering, turning back to glare at Kelli for a second with a look that said “be quiet!”
He changed the setting again now the vibrator just seemed to be going off at random and Kelli tried to keep quiet and keep a straight face as she came a third time. Wiping sweat off her lip and neck, still trembling all over as the vibe continued to assault her pussy while her parents had a calm conversation about politics!
The vibe setting changed again, staying low for about 3 seconds then bumping up to high for about a minute before repeating the process. Kelli bit her lip, her breath coming out short and ragged as she came a 4th time then passed out from the overstimulation.
Her dad noticed Kelli had passed out and turned off the vibrator, no need to waste batteries, he thought. He planned to make Kelli desperate to fuck him, whatever it took, making her cum till she passed out, or refusing to let her cum till she begged, the little slut needed to learn a lesson, her pussy belonged to him now and when he wanted to fuck her she damn well better take it and love it!
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Mother and college son have find each other
Here is my first story ever posted, I’ve decided to take it off of its parent site and post it here. It’s what I’ve been mainly been working on so excuse me if it takes away from my other stories. (E.G One in a Million) anyway R&R ^^
How do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets– even ghosts– in your family history. And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.
This story is based on true events
I know I’ve been away for a very long time, please review and I will be looking for a co writer if anyone wants to help out. Just pm me. Please review, constructive criticism please.
The Female Stanton’s Downfall
Chapter One
Nicola’s Blackmail
I really did hate her. It wasn’t envy, jealousy or dislike, it was pure unadulterated hate, yet I felt strangely attracted to her She was beautiful. Most popular girl in the high school and a senior.
She had beautiful ice blue eyes with striking blonde hair that made her the most noticed and admired girl in our school. She had this classic beauty about her the was so enchanting yet disgustingly vile. At the age of seventeen she had an amazingly most curvaceous body Her hips were nice and curvy and her waist was small and slender and her breast was a D cup and stood out proudly.
There were plans in store for her and her family, but for me she was the main prize especially after all she had stolen from me. I had wanted her for some time now. The things I had planned for us would be absolutely fantastic, although she wouldn’t think so.
If I hadn’t been in detention that one day, I would have never had my own information on her, not that I needed it with what my mother planned.
I was strolling around the school grounds one afternoon and stumbled upon her paying a school outcast for drug with her body. She was sucking and slurping his cock like she hadn’t eaten for days and it had me horny as hell. Luckily for me I had my phone with me and took all the pictures and videoed it for future purposes. Since Nicole and I were amongst the popular crowd information lie this could ruin her and her family’s reputation for life. I smirked at all the possibilities that formed into my mind. She had spread a rumour that I was a dyke without any provocation on my part and now I was known as a freak; I used to be popular and adored by the guys until she spread that rumour which was true; but no one needed to know. I am a natural red head with piercing blue eyes and a body to die for. Our blue eyes were the only resemblance that she and I had, apart from that our personalities were miles apart. My breast was at least a D cup and stood proud and perky. My stomach was flat and toned due all to the cheer-leading practice. My hips were nice and curvy and my ass was well rounded and gave me the most adored figure. I guess you could say that our bodies were a like as well but I had a thing for blonde hair blue eyed bitches that couldn’t be ignored any more. I would turn her into even more of a slut than she already was
I walked into the science classroom wearing my normal school uniform the shirt hugged my tits nicely. I wore a short pleated skirt with only knee high socks and sat down besides Nicola with a small smile. I looked at the beautiful body I would soon dominate and inspected her uniform which was identical to mine with the exception of the knee high socks. She looked at me with disgust then focused her glance on our teacher. This was one of the two class we had together which was fine by me since it gave me the time to admire her body and for me to start my small form of revenge. Without her wall of friends she was very vulnerable, just how I liked it.
I ignored her rude gesture for a while and slow emptied my bag of its contents. Books, pencil cases , and a hair band. I was more than happy that this class was before the Lunch period because it gave me so much time to do what I wanted to do. I watched as she watched me place the items on the desk systematically and slowly slid to her the brown envelopes addressed to her. I watched as she stared at me with slight wariness before slowly opening it. It was fun watching the myriad of emotions that filtered across her face. From wariness, anger, disbelief, shock, then anger again.
She placed the photos back in the envelope and said quietly still aware that we were at the back of the science class.
“How the hell did you get this?” I smiled and placed a hand on her thigh; she flinched away shocked at my forwardness.
“What is you want Sandra?” I smirked and said rubbing her thigh up and down
“You’ll find out later but ….” she frowned but stilled as my hand continue to caress her thigh. She knew not to move it, since the teacher was looking in our direction. I smiled a little at Miss Rose, who just happened to be my elder sister, although no-one could tell. She had jet black hair with startling green eyes and a slim, slender frame and small B cup breast and a firm ass. She knew what was going on today and she would let me have my fun since she was going to have her turn very soon.
“…do as I say for the day and you’ll have your pics!” She nodded hesitantly and i laughed quietly and stroked her thighs without a care in the world. We finally had her. She had small tears in her eyes and she looked down ashamed at her situation. Her skin felt beautiful against my hands and I looked her straight in the eyes and watched as her eyes brimmed with tears as I parted her legs a little wider and moved her underwear aside and softly cupped her cunt and said against her ear loving the feeling of power I held against her
“We will have a lot of fun today” I slowly pushed my finger in to her dry cunt knowing she was feeling discomfort and slowly began to fuck her with it. We were at the very back of the classroom so no one saw what we were doing. I smiled a little and grabbed her breast with my free hand and said grabbed them in awe of how big they were and compared them to mine. They couldn’t even fit into my palm completely. I quickly stopped my ministration when the teacher said with a bored tone
“I am allowing you to leave this lesson early to start preparing the assignment” The class cheered and I smiled and stayed seated with Nicola looking at me with shock. I smirked and watched as all the students eagerly left the classroom forgetting that we were in the back. I looked at Nicola and said taing the pictures from the table
“Sit down and agree to everything I say, is that understood?” she sighed and nodded with a small glare and watched as I slowly stood up and walked to Miss Rose’s desk
“Sorry to disturb you miss, but would it be possible for me and Nicola to get started on our project in the class since it would be quiet?!” Rose should have been an actress cause her performance was amazing, she looked past me at Nicola and said in what seemed like a concerned teacher voice
“Would you like that as well Nicola, its not like you to want to stay and learn any more science than you have to?” I watched the hesitation fly across her face until her eyes focused on the pictures in my hand before she smiled and said cheerfully
“I might as well stay behind and get this done miss, I need all the help I could get!” I smiled triumphantly at Rose and watched as she slowly stood up from her desk taking her files along with her and said walking to her back office
“If you need me, I’m in my office” and she was gone with a teasing wink at me.
I listened as the door closed and dropped the pictures on my sisters desk and walked around the classroom picking up a few necessities. I slowly made my way to my new toy and said with a smile
“Take off your tie and blouse!” she laughed a little ad I continued to watch as she made a mockery of me
“You stupid dyke, when I tell everyone what you have done do you really think you will get away with this!” I shrugged and said
“Just do it, I’ve bee dying to get a taste of your tits and that cunt of yours. After I’ve had my fill of you, you get your porn pictures” I knew she thought she was getting the better deal out of this but, I really didn’t give a shit. What she thoughts.
“Take off your shirt; want to see those breast” She stopped laughing and looked at me transfixed as if she were seeing me and realising her situation for the first time I showed her the pictures. I watched with a small smile as her trembling hands slowly did undid her tie, then her buttons one by one. She didn’t seem to mind taking the clothes off I think she was more afraid of what I would do to her sexually. I smiled as her shirt came off and in all their glory her breast stood proud. I was soo close. I latched onto them and fondled softly loving the shock that passed over Nicola’s features.
She was absolutely stunning. I took each nipple in between my thumb and finger and began bouncing them around making her wince and suck in her breathe as the pain and humiliation finally settled into her system. I smirked a little and unclasped her bra leaving her bare before me. I slowly leaned forward and gave her tits a gentle kiss. She gasped and watched as I stuck out my tongue and rolled her now hardened nipples around; they were so pink and perky. The tears streamed down her face as I took both her breast and squeezed them together making her nipples touch and sucked onto them like I was about to suck out milk from a mothers breast. She gasped loudly this time and I laughed and began nibbling on them. I pulled back and watched as bruises began to form on her beautiful tits. I quickly stopped and picked up her discarded tie. I slowly bent and ran my hands along her legs, feeling there softness and slowly allowed my tongue to gently run along her calf. She shivered and slowly inched away from my touch but did nothing more. My hands continue to travel up her thighs until I reached her firm ass and quickly lifted her skirt and gave her ass a small kiss. She tensed but did nothing more. I quickly stood and led her over to the stone poll that ran straight from the ceiling to the floor and ordered
“Place your hands around the poll!” she said nothing and obediently did as asked then said
“Your a sick little bitch, but at least you know how to suck pussy” I nodded eagerly and with more force than she thought possible grabbed both hands and pulled her forward causing her to bash her head against the poll. I laughed enjoying her new struggles as she realised it wouldn’t be some new fun experience for her as I tied her hands together.
“YOU BITCH, I’LL KILL YOU!” Having her make this amount of noise was no good so I quickly pulled her hair forward making her collide against the polls and hissed in her face watching the tears begin to stream and her face redden
“If you continue to make noise, I may have to show everyone the video too” Her silence was instant. I couldn’t help but admire her form.
I smiled and opened my back pack and took out a black blind fold and gently covered her eyes. She sneered at that and said smug
“Stupid bitch can’t face me when she rapes me, dumb dyke coward” I grinned at that and licked her lips and laughed as she squeaked surprised. I continued my assault on her lips and battled with her in a fierce lip-lock. I quickly moved away from her and brought out the black stiletto heels knelled at her feet and quickly took of her shoes and replaced them with the heels. She began shaking in fear about what would happen next but she wasn’t going to know until the last minute. I grinned gleefully and grabbed the scissors on the desk near by and cut away her black French knickers and left the skirt; it added a sexy appeal to the whole experience I looked over her body more than excited to see what it would feel like to be inside of her.
I walked around her checking out her goods. I would definitely have fun with her ass today. I went back to my back pack and began pulling out the digital camera’s that my sister owned and set them up around the room. She stood in the same placed scared about what would happen if she tried to cross me. Everything she was going to do today would be recorded and then I would have her as most beautiful slave. I took the rope out my back pack and wrapped it around her breast binding her breast as tight as possible. It was a sight to behold. Her nipples stood painfully erect and her breast were pushed together giving her very deep cleavage. I smiled at my handy work and took two butterfly clips from my bag They were both metal and were like the clips one would use on the car motor when it wouldn’t start. I quickly slapped them unto her nipples and laughed cruelly at her screams of pain. They were music to my ears, a sound to truly behold. I laughed at her and watched as her lips quivered and turned pink through all her biting. I leaned forward and slowly captured her lips in a fierce kiss. She slowly kissed back not wanting to anger me and it pleased me that she knew the rules to the game. I kissed her with conviction forcing her lips apart and caressing the caverns in her mouth. she was sweet and tasted like honey. I moaned a little as she fought back with her tongue. I laughed a little and caressed her tits knowing they were hurting her more than ever. she began crying and begging for me to take them off as she fought against her hand bindings.
“I already agreed to what you wanted why are you hurting me?” I didn’t bother answering her. I slowly knelt between her spread legs and eagerly pushed aside her lips with my tongue whilst my hands worked the sexy legs spread besides my head. She groaned a little at the pressure applied and stilled as my finger entered her. She was as tight as ever. I watched as her juices slowly began to coat my finger. She was quietly moaning as I fucked her with my beautifully manicured fingers. I smirked and inserted another finger pounding her pussy harder knowing she was loosing self control. This was just perfect; the camera would be eating this up. I smirked and slowly leaned forward and took her clit with my tongue and slowly began to suck on it. She moaned loudly this time and said panting heavily
“Oh god, stop please, this is wrong” I giggled in her pussy knowing the vibrations of my laugh was turning her on even more. I watched as she gripped the bench with unmistakable pleasure as I continued to eat her out. Her cum was delicious. She tasted heavenly. I sucked and slurped until she began shaking. I wanted her to watch what I was doing to her so I quickly reached up and pulled the blindfold down and got back to work. I watched her with pleasure as she began to climax and opened my mouth wide allowing all her juices to enter my mouth. I sighed at the taste and looked back at her and licked my lips liking the look of fascination and disgust that was painted clearly across her face. I held it so of her cum in my mouth and slowly crawled to her face and caressed her face and brought my lips to hers and kissed her fully on the lips. She resisted at first and it annoyed me to no end so I grabbed both her breast and pulled down on them viciously. She seemed to get the message because she let out a long screech and allowed me to penetrate her mouth. I kissed her with my cum filled mouth and eagerly pushed her own cum down her throat. She gagged but continued kissing me. I began to massage her nipples softly knowing her breast were still hurting but I really didn’t care. I kissed her harder and smiled in triumph as she gulped down her own cum, this was making me incredibly hot and I felt myself grow hard. I slowly got up her looked down at her bent over naked body and slowly caressed her back enjoying her gasp. I quickly removed my underwear and watched the horror cross her face as I quickly put my strap on in place. I grinned a little and said casually as I run my finger along her slit
“You didn’t really think it would be all over did you?” and with that I eased myself into her watching with fascination as her back arched and her head leaned back. I quickly grabbed unto her hair and rammed the dick in harder, surprised that all nine went into her and pulled back and repeated the process. Her cries almost sent me over the edge and I laughed as I pushed her head away and gripped her hips for more leverage and went harder. Her head thrashed from side to side and I could hear her quiet whimpers and begs for mercy and I got all this on film, although I would edit some of it. I slowly pulled out of her watching her face fill with relief until I slid in under her arms and leaned against the pillar and grabbed her leg raising it up and slipped right back into her. She looked at me with anger and confusion as I continued to pound into her and grab at every inch of available skin. I ripped off the butterfly clips with my moth and sucked on her swollen nips until she cried out and said pressing her breast against my face, I took full advantage and ravaged her breast with everything I had. I quickly loosed her hand bindings and slipped out of her bending her over at the waist and order
“Hold your ankles” she did as told and I slammed back into her listening to her whimper in agony at the painful intrusion. This time I pressed into her harder and faster. I could feel my orgasm nearing and pumped her hard and fast amazed at the cum running down her legs. She was still shaking and her moans became more prominent as I slammed the dick home and I watched with amazement as her whole body arched up her head resting against my shoulder breast kissing the air and her pelvis thrusting back into me. The sight sent me into a frenzy and I gripped her breast with both hands and pumped her harder and bit at her neck as she moaned
“Harder, please go Harder!” I smiled and used a hand to turn her face to mine and kissed her hungrily as I orgasmed right along with her. We slowly dropped to the floor, cock still in her as she twitched on the dick. I ran my hands along her body and listened as she sobbed out a meek
“Can I put my clothes on now?” I nodded and motioned to her clothes discarded on the floor. What she didn’t know was that her bra was completely damaged. She slowly put on her shirt now noticing what I had did to her bra. I watched as her breast moved uncontrollably in her school shirt and slowly approach her from behind and cuddled her from behind and squeezed her breast softly and kissed her neck in a loving way. She stilled not moving; I grinned a little and couldn’t help but unbuttoned her top buttons and take her nipple between my fingers and softly fondled them. She moaned a little and turned round startling me and kissed me fiercely. She was up to something and I knew that for a fact, but no matter she will get her just deserts. I kissed her back and guided her to the wall and grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled her head to the side and kissed her neck making sure the camera was getting a good look at this. I smirked as I felt her hands grope my covered breast. I untangled her hair and watched as she knelled down and unbuttoned my shirt and pulled down my white bra took my breast in her mouth and began sucking eagerly. I smiled a little not really feeling aroused any more and glad that I wasn’t otherwise she would see how hard my nipples were but happy that she was doing this willingly even if she had something up her sleeve. As she continued sucking my breast I slowly manoeuvred my fingers under her skirt and jammed two fingers into her cunt. she stiffened and jumped back in anger slapping my face in the process. She was seething with anger and said adjusting herself
“You will pay for what you did to me you dyke bitch!” and she stalked out the room. As soon as she left my sister walked out with a grin on her face and said
“She left the photos behind, the dumb bitch” I guess after school Nicola will have some quality time with my sister; I kind of feel sorry for her.
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The tension in my belly is a hungry
gnawing feeling as I change, yanking off my
work clothes quickly, searching for the
sweat pants I know are buried somewhere in the
closet. The workday today seemed to last
forever, the dull twitching and pulsing in my
half-thickened cock driving me insane,
constantly, maddeningly urging me to rub it
through my pants -I couldn’t think about
anything else all day. I kept fantasizing about
being able to take it out right there, stroke
it to a full, raging erection, feed it into the
warm, full lips of that cute little secretary
in the front office…if only I thought she’d
really go for it! I find the sweats, pull ’em
on, stopping to give my swollen dick a slow,
sensuous pull -a drop of clear pre-cum oozes
from the purple tip and I scoop it up on my
fingertip and lick it off with my tongue. I’m
getting so hot, I feel almost nauseous with the
need to cum in an explosive, blasting orgasm.
I sit down at the computer desk and power up
the system, waiting impatiently for it to boot.
It doesn’t take long, but I’m in a hurry. A
double -click here and a filename there and
there it is.
A hot little GIF somebody sent me over the
cybernet last night, of a beautiful young girl
about -oh, fifteen or so I’d guess- with a
mouthful of big, grownup adult dick, which
she’s gorging on deliriously, while lots of
thick, gooey sperm gushes from her lips and
runs dripping down her chin. An incredibly sexy
image in any case, but especially
ball-blistering for me. This hot young lady is
the spitting image of my own lovely teenage
daughter, Rachel. I sit back in my chair,
slumping a bit, reaching into the sweat pants to
stroke my straining prick. The eyes, the hair
-even the size of her breasts- the resemblance
is amazing…and those pretty pink lips
stretched wide, engulfing that rigid pink
shaft, the swollen, pulsing head hidden inside
her bulging cheeks, as it pumps jet after jet
of hot jim across her flickering tongue. The
thought of that sweet young tongue lapping and
licking makes my cock begin to twitch. Still
picturing the girl(my daughter)’s mouth and
tongue teasing and sucking, I push my chair
back a bit from the desk and, leaning over
until my forehead almost touches my knees, I
wrap my arms tightly around my thighs, leaving
my cock standing erect, held straight upright
by the waistband of the exercise pants.
The muscles at the base of my spine
stretch and complain as I grip my upper legs in
a bear-hug and pull harder. The head of my cock
jerks involuntarily as my face comes closer, my
hot breath puffing against the sensitive organ.
I stick out my tongue, still straining, and the
purple head glides across it, my lips closing
over the crown. I suck hard and squeeze my legs
tighter, easing the first half of the shaft
into my mouth. I can only get halfway down, but
it’s enough. I begin to bob my head up and
down, feeling the puffy cockhead slide in and
out -all the way to the edge of my lips and
then back in again. My neck is aching and my
lungs are so squashed it’s hard to breathe, but
the wet feathery sensation of my tongue on my
cockhead is so hot, the sight of my dick
actually sliding in and out of my own mouth,
covered in my own shimmering saliva, so
incredibly exciting, I can’t even consider
stopping. From time to time I close my eyes,
imagining the girl(my daughter) is the one
giving me this delicious pleasure. The mental
image of my beautiful little Rachel swallowing
daddy’s big dick, looking up at me lovingly as
she drinks my spurting cream turns me on
unbelievably.
I can’t get past the sensations in my own
mouth -of that thick, hard prick plowing back
and forth between my lips, the taste of that
fleshy pole filling my mouth, oozing slippery
cum that coats my lips and tongue and makes
them smack stickily alongside the shaft. The
two concepts -of sucking cock -and of being
sucked- distract from each other, and I find
both so exciting, I can’t focus on either image
long enough to cum. There’s a slight clicking
noise from somewhere above me and I can’t tell
if it’s the vertebrae in my poor spine becoming
misaligned, or I’ve bumped my head against the
computer keyboard. Drool runs down my
cockshaft, in a cool trickle along my scrotum
to tickle my asshole. “Daddy, that’s really
fucking COOL!” Quietly, but emphatically. My
daughter’s voice. Oh shit. My poor back
muscles are so stretched to their limits, I
couldn’t react quickly if my life depended on
it. No way to just sit up and pretend this
isn’t happening. ‘Hell’, I think, ‘Maybe she’ll
like it. You’re about to have the most exciting
experience of your life, or the most
humiliating.’ I sit up slowly, my aching back
gradually readjusting to the more normal
position. “Didn’t think you were going to get
here till later.” I grin sheepishly, turning my
sore neck to look at her.
Oh, shit! “OH SHIT!” The grin vanishes
instantly and I feel my face begin to burn.
Standing next to her in the doorway is a young
man, staring wide-eyed in shock at my sticky
face and my shiny, saliva-coated cock. I turn
my head away, humiliated, trying to think of a
way, ANY way to extricate myself from this
awkward scenario. There doesn’t seem to be one.
“That’s really COOL, Dad.” Rachel says,
sticking her hands in the back pockets of her
Daisy Dukes, small hands seeming to cup the
smooth cheeks of her ass sensuously. My still
half-erect dick twitches. COOL?
“Well…heh…it isn’t exactly something
I ever intended to do for an audience.” “I
didn’t even think that was possible for
humans,” says the young man, beginning to
smile, “I tried it once or twice when I was a
kid, but I couldn’t even come close.” When he
was a kid! This boy can’t be more than
seventeen! “Me either,” I volunteer, warming a
bit, feeling less embarrassed. “I read about it
in Penthouse Forum when I was about your age
-some guy wrote in claiming he did it all the
time. It sounded pretty hot to me, so I tried
it. Laid down on my back, threw my legs back
over my head and lay there wishing, with my
stiff dick dangling about six inches above my
face.”
“So how’d you figure out how to do it?” He
asks. I notice he’s still throwing a glance
toward my exposed penis once in awhile and
oddly enough, it’s kind of making me horny
again. “I didn’t so much figure anything out,
as I just forced my body to learn the position.
At first I noticed that when you’re upside
down, you can catch your feet under something
like a drawer or headboard ledge and force your
body to curl more tightly. That’s how I learned
how to get the tip past my lips. Later, I
learned that if you loosen up the back and
shoulder muscles enough, you can do it sitting
down like this and get even more -sometimes
about half the shaft.” I realize that I’m
sitting here with my hard dick sticking out of
my pants, explaining to a teenage boy how I
learned to suck my own cock, and surrealism
overwhelms me. I feel like I must be dreaming
this. “Wow.” He says, now staring at my prick
in open admiration. It quivers as if he had
gently touched it. This feels really strange. I
almost want him to. “You mean you’ve been
doing this a long time?” Rachel says. She’s
been staring at my cock, too, but looks up now
to face me eye-to-eye. her mouth is slightly
parted and her pink tongue glistens wetly as
she stares me down.
“Since before you were born, Babe.” “Wow.
That’s amazing. Does Mom know?” “Your mother
was never interested in anything so unusual. I
tried to turn her on to some different things,
but she just didn’t want to know. She thought
things like this were perverse and disgusting.”
“Perverse, maybe, but NO WAY disgusting!” She
steps over to me and kneels between my legs.
“Show me again, Daddy, that was really HOT!” I
look at her sweet, sexy face only a foot away
from mine, her lips inches from my thick,
swollen cock and I can’t believe my good
fortune. I’d always hoped something like this
would happen eventually, but I never really
thought it would. I reach around under my
thighs again, pulling my face back down to my
crotch, the purple head of my dick popping
softly past my lips. I begin to pump my head up
and down, the fleshy shaft slipping wetly in
and out -the crown of the head all the way out,
to pull against my sucking lips, then back,
lips sliding all the way down to the middle of
my cock. It’s delicious -and though I can’t see
Rachel’s hungry face from this position, I can
hear her breathing becoming more and more rapid
as she watches.
“Mmmmm…let me help,” She says, close by
my ear. I raise my head slightly to see her and
she gently grasps my slick cock in her hand,
taking it from my mouth and engulfing it in her
own. “Aaaaah,” I moan, raising to lean against
the back of the chair. The sight of my sexy
young daughter sucking my cock is the mostly
intensely erotic thing I’ve ever witnessed.
From the corner of my eye, I see the boy, still
in the doorway, fly unzipped, stroking a rather
large, pink dick of his own as he watches us.
I’m lost in the dreamlike unreality of the
situation, nearly hallucinating from
hyper-lust. I motion to the boy. “C’mere.” He
walks over to stand beside us, still pulling
and stroking his rigid dick. With Rachel
slobbering and gobbling my own throbbing meat,
I take his hand and pull it away from his cock.
He understands my intent and steps close. I
grab his slim hips and impale my face on his
erection. “Oh, man.” He groans, hands going
instinctively to the back of my head. I grab
his thick shaft at the base with one hand and
suck hungrily, pumping his dick into my mouth,
tasting another male’s cock for the first time
in my life. I can’t believe how delicious it
is, how turned on I am.
I don’t know which is making me harder-
the sweet taste of this boyish cock, or my
daughter’s slurping and drooling at my own
crotch. Rachel moves out to the center of the
room, pulling me by my stiff dick onto the
carpet with her. The boy’s cock pops out of my
mouth, spittle slinging in tiny droplets as it
bobs in the air. She yanks off her shorts and
top, young supple breasts swaying softly as she
moves. “Somebody has gotta fuck me NOW.” She
says, lying on her back on the carpet and
spreading her knees. I look at the boy to see
if there’s going to be any bickering about who
goes first. “Been there, done that, bought the
T-shirt.” He grins. “Go ahead, man.” I kneel
over Rachel’s prone body, leaning to kiss her
soft, sticky lips. She raises her neck, grabs
my head and plunges her slimy tongue into my
mouth, sucking and swirling voraciously. I
break away, running my mouth and tongue down
the side of her neck, her chest, mouthing her
nipples with my lips. She moans, writhing her
hips under me. I run my face along the smooth
flesh of her tummy, inhaling the scent of her
steaming pussy as I nuzzle her soft pubic hair.
My hands slide under her ass, and I pick
her tender bottom off the floor, to bury my
face in her fragrant crotch, tongue snaking out
to flick between her delicate labia. “Oh God,
Daddy!” She cries aloud as my fingers spread
her nether-lips and my tongue laps at her clit.
My face is slathered in her slippery juices, as
I paint her mons with my saliva, probing her
pink cunt. “Ooooh, Jesus, Daddy -put your dick
in me, PLEASE!” Rachel begs, reaching between
my legs to grab my cock. As I move into
position, she guides my rigid pole to her
slippery lips and I sink all the way in, in one
smooth stroke. Christ, she’s so incredibly
tight and hot, I almost spurt my boiling jizz
into her clutching pussy on the spot! “Daddy,
oh God, DADDY!” She screams, wriggling her
little teenage ass against me, as if she could
pull my pulsing cock even deeper into her body.
The boy kneels beside us, naked now, at our
shoulders. As my cock slides snugly in and out
of Rachel’s spasming cunt, he leans toward our
faces, offering his stiff prick, rubbing it
back and forth across her open lips. She laps
at it, tickling his cock with her tongue and I
move my head down to kiss her, trapping the
tasty prick between our mouths, pulling the
head into my lips, sucking the cum drooling
from the slit.
Rachel licks his balls, gently taking each
one into her mouth in turn. The boy groans,
his eyes closed. I can tell he’s about to cum,
and it only makes my own orgasm grow
uncontrollably, my cock starting to jerk inside
my daughter’s vagina. I pull out, quickly,
leaning on one knee, aiming my pulsing dick at
Rachel’s juice drenched face. My cum blasts
from my rigid prick in huge, thick, steaming
jets, splattering Rachel’s cheeks and lips and
dripping across the boy’s swollen cock in gooey
ropes. He begins to spurt his own thick cream
now, covering the rest of my daughter’s
enraptured face and spattering my own cock and
thighs with warm, sticky droplets. She scoops
it up with her fingers, eating the dripping cum
in gobs and mouthfuls, rubbing it into her
breasts and her face. The boy falls back onto
one arm, exhausted. I watch the debauched
tableau trembling. I’ve never cum so hard in my
life. I should be ready to sleep for a week,
but I’m not. My imagination is already running
wild with pictures of all the things we haven’t
done yet. I only hope the boy and I have enough
sperm in our balls to decorate them all.
After we had all rested, Rachel reached
over and started stroking my cock again and
immediately it sprang to life. She slipped
just the head of my prick into her mouth as she
rolled her tongue all around the velvet crown
all the while looking at her boyfriend. He
moved closer to observe her sucking mouth on my
cock and there eyes met, knowing that they were
thinking the same thoughts. She pulled my cock
from her mouth and guided it toward his open
mouth and he hungrily swallowed the entire
length deep into his throat. She continued her
wonderful stroking motions on my shaft as his
head bobbed up and down over the engorged wet
knob. Rachel was literally jacking her Daddy’s
cock off into her boy friends mouth. I started
to feel the warm sticky cream rise and spurt
into his sucking mouth. He sucked me as few
have ever done before and his cheeks began to
swell, holding the warm creamy load in his
mouth. When he had finished draining by
spurting cock, he moved over to Rachel and I
watched as his mouth opened and ribbons of
thick white goo oozed from his lips as he
directed the transfer of my jizz into her open
mouth. They looked at me as they shared the
precious cream and kissed each other passing
the liquid treasure back and forth.
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16 yr old boy is intoduced to sexual delights by older English lady
This is the final installment of this series unless i get enough positive feedback to wright another.
I felt something slap against my butt cheek, and then again a couple of times. It felt like a hand. I woke up with a jerk. I had drifted off to sleep, only for a few minutes it seemed, as I lay naked on my bed whilst mom had finished her shower. Now she stood over me next to the bed. She had a bath towel wrapped around her, and had been slapping my naked butt with her hand to wake me up.
“This will never do young man,” she said sternly. “It’s almost 10.30. Why haven’t you put any clothes on?” I had drifted off to sleep on my side, so mom must have had a good view of my ass and back whilst she slapped me. As I turned on my back, to now face her, I saw her looking at my balls and dick again, which, for now, was still limp. She licked her lips again. As before, I was sure she was not aware she was doing this and it was almost an involuntary action.
“Oh, sorry mom,” I said, apologetically. “Must have drifted off to sleep. I felt a bit sleepy after cumming twice in the bathroom, and lay on the bed for a few minutes to recover, that’s all.”
“Oh,” replied mom more calmly, apparently pacified at my explanation.
“Well, I hope you remember what I said in there. We have some serious talking to do later. I’ll probably think things over whilst I’m out. Make yourself breakfast after you put your clothes on. I’ll be going straight out when dressed.”
As she spoke about dressing, I had a sudden idea.
“Mom, I’m not really in the mood to go out today, now. I think I’ll just stay at home all day. I was wondering…er…well…as I’m going to have to dress and undress a few times later when we have our, …you know…sessions, …it would just be easier if I…er, …I mean, …if I just wore say, my boxer shorts, and that dressing gown I got a couple of years back. You know, the one I’ve hardly worn. Maybe I could wear it around the house with just my boxers on underneath to save bother. After all, you have seen enough of my body by now.”
Mom looked at me in silence for a moment, as if she was considering what I had just said. After a pause, she said, “Well, I guess it doesn’t matter if you do, and it would save us some time. As long as we’ve got no guests coming over, I’m ok for you to dress like that. But only whilst we are having to do our sessions mind, and back to normal after this is hopefully all over,” she said in a firm tone. “And, I guess it will save a bit on the laundry,” she added, in a more relaxed way, and as if she was giving herself another reason to agree to my request.
With that she started walking out of my bedroom, still with the bath towel wrapped around her.
I lay back on the bed for a moment again. I didn’t know where I’d got that idea all of a sudden, and the courage to say it! It just seemed to happen!
I was referring to a ‘house-gown’ I had bought a couple of year’s back — one of those impulse buys. It was like a dressing gown, but made of fine, smooth fabric, which I couldn’t remember the name of, dark blue in colour with an embroidered design over the back. It was really designed for the ‘man’ who liked to lounge around at home without much on underneath after a shower or bath. Looking back, I don’t know why I’d really bought it, except it looked nice in the shop. Mom had refused to let me wear it around the house when she was around, being the prude she was (or I had thought she was), so it had ended up folded up and unused, in my cupboard.
But now, it seemed appropriate enough to wear it, and the circumstances were right! Mom had agreed, and that was great. I got up, slipped on a pair of loose fitting, comfy boxer shorts, and rummaged around in my clothes cupboard until I found the gown.
I put it on and looked at myself in the long mirror in the corner of my room. The gown still fitted me well, going down to just above my knees, and was very comfortable, with a tie-belt around the middle. The fabric was not quite silk or satin, but still smooth and luxurious feeling. The dark blue colour was quite alluring and stylish! I almost looked like some rich guy lounging around at home! I smiled at my reflection in the mirror and posed a bit, and then decided to go down to get some breakfast.
Mom came into the kitchen not long after. She was fully dressed with some make up on, looking ready to go out. She was wearing a beige coloured, fine corduroy skirt, and light brown, lambswool, v-necked sweater, which was quite clingy and showed off the size of her large boobs well. Although the sweater was a v-neck, it sat quite close to her neckline, so only a little part of bare skin under her neckline showed. I could make out the top of a fine gold necklace around her neck, which she sometimes wore when going out. She looked quite nice and ‘lady like’, and it excited me to see her like that, knowing that I had seen her completely naked not long before.
She looked at me up and down in my house gown for a moment, but didn’t say anything, and then put some money on the kitchen worktop.
“I have to do some shopping,” she said, pouring herself a short coffee. “I had something to eat earlier, so I’m off now. Here’s some money for lunch. Order yourself a pizza or something,” she continued. “And see if you can tidy up a bit whilst you’re at home, instead of being lazy. Bye.” And with that, she took a final sip from her coffee cup, turned and went.
“Bye, mom,” I said, as she walked down the hall.
I heard her slam the front door shut and the car starting.
As I sat at the kitchen table, I thought back to what mom had said in our session in the bathroom. It had been a real turn on for me, seeing her completely nude for the first time. And she had let me play with her wonderful butt for a few moments! Fuck! But she had also sussed out my desires towards her body. I felt a little like I had been caught thinking something I shouldn’t have. But I just couldn’t help my sexual urges! I was a red bloodied male at 18 and seeing her nude body was just a complete turn on for me! The fact that it was my mom…well that just seemed to make it a little more exciting for some reason. Maybe it was the closeness and trust of the relationship.
I wondered what she would do now, and if she would become more strict. But she had also said something about increasing the frequency of our sessions to see just how much I could cum. It was confusing, and felt a slight headache come on as I thought about it. I decided it wasn’t worth getting a headache over. There was no point, and I guess I’d find out soon anyway what she was going to do about our sessions when she got back home.
The ache in my balls had eased a bit as I’d cum twice that morning, but I knew it would start up again in an hour or two and I’d be ready to cum with mom, hopefully, still helping. My dick stirred a bit at the thought.
The next few hours seem to fly by. I did a bit of tidying up in the kitchen and living room as mom had asked, as I thought it best to get her in a good mood for when she came back. Then I ordered a nice large pizza and a bottle of coke, all to myself.
After eating, I watched TV. A couple of friends phoned whilst I was watching, and we chatted about this and that. They had no idea what was happening between me and mom at home, and it was going to stay that way.
At around 3pm, I heard mom’s car pull into the driveway. I didn’t fancy going out in my gown to help her with the bags (and she probably wouldn’t want the neighbours to see me like that), so I just opened the front door and picked them up to take into the kitchen, as she placed them inside our porch. They looked mostly like groceries, but there were a few other nicer looking bags, which I didn’t see into, which looked like mom had gone downtown to the main shopping mall to buy something.
Mom came in and closed the door. She had a serious look on her, but looked pleased when she saw I had tidied the place up a bit.
“You’ve done some housework I see, Jacob,” she said, looking at me up and down in my gown like she had done earlier in the morning.
“Yea, mom, it’s the least I can do right now, as you’ve been…er….helping me….you know.”
Mom looked away from me and got on with sorting out the groceries and her other bags. “I’m going to make myself something to eat,” she said, all serious again. “Do you want anything?”
“No,” I replied. “I ordered pizza while you were out.”
“Well, go and do something for a while and I’ll give you a call when I’m ready for our little chat I mentioned we’d have.”
“Ok, mom,” I said a little nervously, and went off to my room.
I decided to read a book to take my mind off things. After about an hour, I heard mom call me.
I went downstairs and found she was at the kitchen table.
“Sit down” she said.
I pulled up a chair next to her at the table and sat down.
My eyes wandered to her boobs momentarily as they stuck out of her tight fitting sweater, and then back to her face. I think she noticed.
“Jacob, I had a good think whilst I was out today,” she started. “Although I had initially agreed to give you some stimulation to help you to cum for medical reasons, it seems that seeing my body has raised some sexual urges in you.”
She paused for a moment.
“Now, thinking it over,” she continued, “I realise it’s only natural for you to react like that, seeing a woman’s body in real life for the first time, even if it’s the body of your mother. If we hadn’t had to go through this routine as Dr. Taylor had suggested, I’m sure you would not have developed such urges towards me, as I am your mother.”
I nodded in agreement, going along with what she had said. It sounded good so far, and better than I’d expected. And I wasn’t stupid enough to say I had lusted after her body for some years. Not at this point, anyway.
“So,” she continued, “I’ve decided that I am prepared to continue giving you the stimulation you need.”
“Thanks, mom,” I said, smiling at her, and feeling slightly relieved.
“However,” she continued, “From our session this morning, I can see that you do need to work out some of these urges, and it may be of some benefit to include in our sessions some extra activities which will help you to cum.” She paused again, letting what she had said sink in.
I was still not sure what she meant.
“I think in order to be able to give Dr Taylor as much information as possible, we need to try to make you cum as much as we can, just to see where your limit is. So far we’ve stopped our sessions when you are comfortable, rather than seeing how many times you can actually cum. And also it’s been a bit awkward during the week, as I’m at work and you’re at college.”
I looked at her still confused. “So, what do you mean mom?” I said a little hesitatingly.
“What I mean, is that, in order to stimulate you and help you cum as often as possible, over this weekend, I am going to give you constant visual stimulation.”
I gulped.
“Er….ok,” I said, again not really sure what she meant.
“Which means that I am going to wear clothes and other garments appropriate to do that. I went to some lingerie shops today and bought a few items that may help with our sessions.”
Fuck! I couldn’t believe what I just heard. A lump developed in my throat, I gulped again and my dick stirred.
“Oh,” I said, all innocently.
“I may not wear the lingerie all the time, but I have some other clothes that may do the job in stimulating you,” she continued.
My dick was coming to life as she spoke, tenting up in my boxer shorts a little, and because I was just wearing the gown and no jeans, I realised it would soon show. However my crotch was partly under the table, so mom could not see it yet.
“And, it may also help you to cum, to go along with some of your natural urges with regard to my body,” she continued.
“Er, …in what way mom?” I managed to say meekly.
“Well, you tell me what you might like to do when we are having our sessions and I will let you know if that is acceptable to me.”
“You mean about touching you,” I said.
“Yes, and perhaps a few other things which you may naturally feel like doing.”
I swallowed again and my mouth was suddenly feeling very dry. My dick was semi hard now.
“But,” she continued, “One thing is totally off limits. You may not ever penetrate me. That would be completely wrong.”
I blushed deeply at her words, knowing that she had thought I wanted to do that to her. Fuck, yes I did, but mom knowing that at this stage, felt deeply embarrassing.
“Ok, mom,” I said in a high-pitched, embarrassed tone, trying to make out it was no big deal. I felt a tinge of disappointment run through me.
“And one other thing, is that I may do or suggest other things which women normally do to turn men on, which will also help you to cum,” she added.
“Like what? “I said, curiously.
“Well, we’ll see,” she said, a bit mysteriously. “Why don’t we wait for our sessions and then it will be more stimulating for you.”
As she spoke my mind became flooded with things I’d seen in porn movies or in pictures and I just couldn’t imagine for a moment that what I had known as my ‘prim and proper mother’ doing those to me.
I blushed again and my dick was now raging up.
“Do you feel like you need to cum now Jacob?” said mom, looking down towards my crotch area under the table.
“Well..er….it just so happens mom, that…er…you know….talking about this has…er…kind of…got me going again,” I replied.
“Well don’t hide it,” she said, standing up and pushing her chair along the floor a little so she could sit a bit closer to me and see my crotch area better.
“From now on, you must tell me whenever you are becoming turned on and hard by looking at my body, especially as I will be dressed more appropriately to stimulate you. You must tell me as soon as you get aroused, so that we can do what we can to try to get a sample. We must get as many samples as we can for Dr Taylor, to show her just how much semen you are producing. Is that clear Jacob?”
“Yes,” I replied obediently.
“Now, take that gown off.”
I stood up in front of her as she sat about a foot away from me. She immediately saw the tent under my gown where my dick was. I undid the tie in the middle of the gown and let it open at the front. My dick burst out, through the gap in the front of my boxer shorts, and pointed directly up at her, the piss slit showing.
She looked at it hard, leaned across and stroked it gently. “That looks nice and ready,” she said smiling a little, but still quite business like.
I pulled my gown off completely, and put it on the back of the chair I had been sitting on.
I was now standing with just my boxer’s on, and my hard cock pointing through them.
“As I am going to be giving you visual stimulation at all times everywhere around the house, there’s no reason we should not be able to collect your samples anywhere too. I’m going to get the semen beaker.”
Mom had kept the beaker on a shelf by the kitchen window. She walked over to it, picked it up and came back and sat on the chair in front of me.
“Take off your boxer’s,” she said in an almost schoolmistress sort of tone.
I pulled them down and kicked them to one side, and my hard cock raged up, as I stood naked in front of her in our kitchen. This really turned me on, being in our kitchen like this, even though mom still had all her clothes on!
“I’d don’t want you to cum on my sweater or bra just in case I miss catching it, and we do need to give you as much stimulation as possible, so I’m going to take them off,” she said, much to my pleasure.
Mom put the semen beaker down on the table next to us and pulled her sweater off over her head, and put it on the back of her chair. I saw she was wearing a black bra. Then still standing and facing me, she unclipped her bra from the back, putting on the chair over her sweater, and exposing her large hanging boobs, which flopped a bit as she did so. The fine gold necklace which I had noticed earlier, was still around her neck, and it made her look a touch more sexy, as her large swaying boobs hung down below it.
Seeing her like this in front of me, caused my prick to rage up further.
Then she sat back down on the chair so my cock was almost level with her face. Mom started stroking it up and down. As she did so I looked at the nipples on her boobs and the wide areole surrounding them. Boobs like that had always turned me on enormously in my porn collection, and here they were in real life. Fuck!
I wanted to suck on them, but I was still hesitant to do anything different to our routine so far.
“I did say to tell me what you naturally feel like doing from now on,” said mom, taking her eyes off my straining cock for a moment and up at me.
I looked down at her, blushed a little, and said, “Er, …well, …I’d sort of like to…er…suck on them a little, …if that’s ok with you.”
“Well, that sounds quite normal and natural,” she said. “You may do so, as long as you don’t bite hard on them. Be gentle.”
I knelt down so as to be more at eye level with mom’s wonderful hanging boobs, and firstly, squeezed and cupped them softly with my hands. Then, I gently licked around her left nipple and sucked on it, taking more of the boob into my mouth as I did so, whilst my right hand caressed her right boob. It felt fantastic and my dick jerked up even more.
Then I moved my mouth over to her right nipple and did the same, this time rubbing and caressing the left boob with my left hand as I sucked on the right one. Fuck! The sensation was mind blowing!
I had heard mom gasp a little whilst I sucked on and played with her tits. “You haven’t done this for around 18 years,” she said softly.
I was too busy sucking and licking on her boobs to reply.
Then, after a minute or two of this, she said, “Ok, that’s enough for now, let me stroke your cock again.”
I stood up and poked my hard on towards mom’s face.
She licked her lips again. I wanted to ask her to suck my knob, but still felt too embarrassed to do so. Her mouth was close enough for me to feel her breath on the end of my prick. She seemed to be concentrating on my piss slit as she stroked along my shaft.
Then, although I wasn’t feeling brave enough to ask her to suck on my dick yet, I had another idea, which I did feel brave enough to say. “Er…mom… can I rub it between your boobs?”
“Yes, that should be ok,” she said, almost straight away, much to my relief.
She moved herself forward a bit towards the edge of the chair and held her boobs up towards me, one in each hand. I grabbed my cock with my right hand and started stroking it between the flesh of her boobs in her cleavage. Mom held each tit carefully and firmly in position, squeezing the flesh around my dick and looking down watching me slide my cock between them, and up towards her chin. Fuck, this was great!
As I continued, I could see pre-cum at the tip of my prick, and some of it went on her boobs as I slid between them.
“Go on Jacob, fuck my boobs and cum,” said mom encouragingly, all of a sudden.
Fuck! I couldn’t believe my ears! I’d never heard her use language like that, and it was really arousing.
I continued fucking mom’s beautiful full boobs, watching my pole slide between the fleshy mounds, whilst she held them tightly over my prick, almost like she was making a tit-pussy for them!
“Go on fuck them,” said mom again, encouragingly.
It didn’t take much more of this, and before long I felt the cum rise in my balls.
“Ok, mom, I’m gonna cum….,” I said out loudly to warn her.
Immediately, she let go of her boobs, and grabbed the semen beaker with her left hand. With her right hand, she started pumping on my dick, which was at full stretch, pointing it into the beaker.
The feel of her hand on my dick was ecstatic, and after just a few firm stokes I felt myself spurt.
“Uhhhhhhh……,” I said out loud, as my cum flooded into the beaker.
Mom carried on pumping me, gripping my dick firmly and milking as much cum out of me as possible, whilst I was still hard.
After what seemed like ages, the cum waves finally stopped, and she let go of me. I flopped back onto the chair, feeling light headed and like I needed to sit down due to the high of my orgasm to recover.
“Fuck, that was good,” I said with my eyes half closed, and almost automatically. Then, realising I had sworn in front of mom, I opened my eyes and said, “Oops, sorry mom, I couldn’t help saying that.”
“That’s ok,” she said, still looking at the semen-beaker. I can understand your relief. I don’t mind, as long as you don’t get too crude. It is natural. And I did encourage you in a similar way too, which is what women do sometimes to help men cum.”
It felt great to hear mom say that and I relaxed a bit more. then I looked at the beaker like she was doing. It was about a third full again. I seemed to be cumming about the same amount each time, even though this was my third session of the day.
“I can’t believe you’re still producing this much, as it’s your third time today,” she said. “It’s not biologically possible. Surely, you must end up producing less each time by the end of the day? As we’ve only had 4 sessions per day so far, whilst I was working in the week, I’m sure we can manage more, as it’s the weekend. And I’m sure you’ll dry up by the time I’ve finished with you today.”
I listened in silence, still recovering.
“Well, I’m going to change into something suitable to keep you stimulated whilst around the house, she said. “Clean yourself up and keep just your boxer shorts on under your gown. She got up, still topless, her boobs swinging freely and sexily in front of her, grabbed her sweater and bra from the back of the chair, and started walking out of the kitchen to go up to her bedroom
“I won’t be long,” she added as she left.
I watched her ass sway in her skirt as she walked, and I gulped again.
Wondering what mom would come down wearing to stimulate me, and hearing she was going to be like that all weekend was enough to get me going! Fuck! This was all just so awesome!
To be continued…
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