Medical test
The only part that is true is the test and some accidental fondling
The only part that is true is the test and some accidental fondling
The Geek and the Jock
My name is Stephanie. I’m a caucassian girl and I’m about 5’8 and really smart. Others think of me as a geek but they just say that because I’m smarter than them. Everyday in fourth hour I am forced to listen to Jamal talk about the “bitch” he fucked yesterday. Jamal is a tall black muscular safety on our football team. Him and his best friend Jerry come into class with huge smile on their face daily. They say “pussy always makes them feel good”. Well today I couldn’t take it any longer.
“Will you shut the fuck up no one wants to hear about the bitch you fucked.” I said suprisingly
“Who the fuck are you talking to” He replied
“Out of the classroom Stephanie. Now!” Said my teacher
I quickly grabbed my things and left. I heard him mumble somethings while I was leaving but i couldn’t hear. I went straight to the principal’s office.
“Well Mrs. Granger I never expected this out of you” he said to me. I kept my mouth to try to stay out of trouble.
“I’ll have to give you a detention for after school” He said.
“No not today any day but today” I begged ” I have my mathathon today I have been studying for months please”I pleaded.
“I’m deeply sorry, It start 3:00 sharp don’t be late. Now please leave” He commanded
Our school’s idea of detention is to clean up after the football team after practice and wash their dirty luandry. It was hell on earth. First of all it smelt like millions of people have died in there and went to hell. Then there was puddles of what looked like to be pee and blood all over the floor which I had to mop. And worst of all I have to wash their dirty smelly clothes. While I was mopping the floor I felt a shake in the ground, and the puddle started to ripple. That’s when I seen the stampeed of football players all running towards to shower. I was scared for my life fearing I may have got trampled. Jamal was in that crowd he seemed not to notice me I was glad. When the boys were done, instaed of throwing the sweaty towels in the basket they threw it at me.
Once all the boys left I started mopping the new puddle they left that’s when I heard the shower curtain open and Jamal stepped out.
“Hey” he said like nothing ever happened in fourth period. He had a towel wrapped around his tight, wet six pack. To tell the truth I think I counted eight. You could see the pubic hair leading down to his large black dick. And those muscles oh my goodness those huge biseps and triseps and what ever seps just so sexy. I couldn’t help but staring. He started apologizing but i had to tune him out to admire his sexiness. I was getting wetter than him and he just came out of the shower. I was just praying with everything in me for that towel to drop.
“So hows does that sound” he said when I came back to reality.
“Umm yeah sure” I replied
“Great” He said in strange excitment
That’s when he dropped his towel. I was shocked and impressed but mostly shocked.
“What are you doing” I said covering my eyes
“You said you wanted to fuck so lets do it baby” he said in his sexy voice. I couldn’t believe I was falling in love with this boy I just hated about five minutes ago. That’s when he grabbed me and started making out with me . I couldn’t fight him once he got ahold of me dick was hardening against my wet pussy and his tounge was swimming in my mouth. He then pulled off my shirt and ripped off my bra.
“Damn baby you got some big ass titties” He said as he went to attack them. I always knew I had big breast I just wore so many sweaters and jackets no one could tell. He then picked me up with my legs wrapped around his ass and threw me down on bench and continued to suck on my breast. I couldn’t believe it was happening I was losing my virginity to the boy I’ve hated my whole High school life. That’s when he sat up on the bench and said:
“Suck my dick”. Afraid if I didn’t do it he would make me. I quickly got on my knees and began moving my head up and down on his huge black dick. I may have been a virgin but i wasn’t stupid when it came to sex. Not pleasing him he grabbed my hair and starting pulling it back and fourth. It hurt like hell. When i got the hang of it he let me go.
“Oh fuck yeah suck that shit bitch” He moaned. I didn’t like him talking to me like that but I just couldn’t get off of his dick, it taste so good. It wasn’t any type of flavor but it was sweet and I loved it.
“Oh shit I’m about to cum” He screamed. I tried to remove my head but he would let me. I kicked and punched but he soon just came in my mouth. But it was good I’m glad he held me there. It was like sucking on a oversized snicker bar and all the sweet caramel bursting into your mouth. Then he told me to jump on him. I was kind of scared I stood there for about one minute, scared of losing my virginity. I pulled down my jeans and panties.That’s when he Grabbed me and his dick instantly went in and bust my cherry. It hurt at first but then it felt so good. I started off slow but as you can tell by now Jamal isn’t a slow kind of boy he turn me over on the bench and started fucking on top.
“How you like this shit” He said
“Damn you got that tight ass pussy” He said
“I’m about to tear yo shit up bitch” He went on. I didn’t like all the things he was saying to me it made me feel like a whore. I wanted to stop. That’s when I got up, I’m suprised he let me up I guess he thought I wanted to switch positions.
“I’m done” I said as i bent down to pick up my clothes.
“Oh hell naw bitch” He said as he grabbed my waist stuck his pussy lubed dick up my ass.
“AHH STOP PLEASE AHH PLEASE, ooh yeah ooh” I said as i started to like it. I was having sex something I thought I would do at the age of 30 but I was doing it now and loving it. I felt his cum dripping from my ass to pussy down to the floor. Then he pulled it out picked me up and started fucking me on the wall. I felt I couldn’t hang on to him. My legs were wrapped around him but it felt so good my legs would just fly everywhere. It felt like heaven he just fucked and fucked non-stop. On the bench then the wall and now in mid air this guy was amazing. If he doesn’t make it to the NFL he can definetely become a porn star. That’s when he let go of my ass and i dropped straight to the floor. I landed right on my ass with my legs wide open. Now he’s on top of me fucking me on the floor. The floor is cold but he’s making me warm.
“Oh shit” he quickly got to his trying to release the cum. Instead running away from it I got on my knees to help. I sucked and I jacked his dick hard. Then pushed me off sending me back to the floor.
“I want this shit on your face bitch” He said. And thats when his waterfall released all its juices and landed all over me. I couldn’t take it any more I wanted to drink from his dick. I got up and sucked him dry. That’s when he fell back on the bench and let me suck on it for about five more minutes. It was amazing. I will never forget it and I can’t wait to hear him talk about me tomorrow in class.
Now I had a new mess to mop up but I didn’t use the mop for this one.
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Chapter 1: the starting point
I am 25 and I work for a company that does social researches: people behavior, response to a particular situation… During election times, we can conduct polls. 80% of our business comes from food brands: what does the consumer need? What are the flavor that he prefers?…
What I do in this company is quite simple: I collect data. I am not really found of my job but it does not bore me, I have a decent salary and most of the time my works hour are really correct. If I say most of the time it is because of the project I am working on. Basically, I have to look people sleeping. There is an atmosphere of mystery behind this project: we do not know who it is for or why. Rumors say that it is for a pharmaceutical company which does trial on a sleeping pill. Others say it is a test for different mattress.
The idea is quite simple: people have accepted to have a camera in their room for a year and to be taped sleeping. A bedroom is quite a private place so they have a remote control to shut down the camera for 3, 8 or 12 hours in a row. All people that have accepted this weird demand are single. So if there are two people (or more) in the room, the camera identify it thanks to heat control and shut down by itself, unless if someone working for my company (as myself) turn it on manually. But when we do that, every one of us has a personal code: if we are tempted to turn it on for the show down, big brother will know who did it. I think you understood it, everything is done to keep the privacy of the “subjects”. If things are not getting hot, we are expected to turn on the camera.
If I have accepted to work on this project is for several reasons. First of all, sometimes we have to watch people sleeping in direct. I am not a weird guy but this means night hours salary… I can also work at home (download the video and look at them on my personal computer). And most of all, I have a lot of free time. As I do not need to sleep a lot, I do not have to catch my night working hours. As I want to become an engineer, I work on my computer skills on my free time.
We are three to work on this project (as “data collector” of course). And we have agreed all together to always work on the same subjects. I consider myself as the lucky one. My luck is the subject of this story and she has a name: Amandine.
Amandine is a brunette single mother. As you can imagine, she is gorgeous. She is a petite brunette with what seems a killer body. If I say “seems” it is because I haven’t actually seen it, yet. And it is obvious that she does what she can to hide her assets from the camera. At the beginning.
During the first month, all of the subjects were obviously too aware of the camera. They were turning it off for any purpose, Amandine including. But as everyone was forgetting the presence of the Eye, she was obviously not. I cannot say why I have this feeling because like anyone, she was less and less bothered by the intruder. From the beginning, I had a particular interest on her, which is perfectly understandable: we all spend more time on what is interesting at our work and in mine, everything was the same except of the look of my subjects. On that topic, she had a better hand that anyone else among my subjects. But my interest on her increase when my feeling persist: she was (almost) always aware of the camera but she would act as she was forgetting it.
At the beginning, it was nothing; and maybe it really was nothing. A drawer left open. An untied bed. Her pajamas on a chair. And then it was the door of her bathroom not totally close, but not open enough to let me see her, or I could see her walking out of her bathroom only covered with her SERVIETTE because she had forgotten her clothes in her room. I find women dressed like that really sexy. As I was watching her the first day that this happened, I had quite a boner waking up in my pants. But nothing more happened.
One Sunday afternoon, I was at work, watching at my subjects on “direct” as Amandine walked into her room. She closed her door with the lock, something she did not do a lot. And open a drawer of her desk. Before I can see what she was looking for, she turned off the camera. For three hours. Most of the time, this means sex, or masturbation. And from my “knowledge” of her, this was not an exception. She never locked her door, and when she did she was turning off the camera for 3 hours. Every time. What was new in this pattern was the drawer. I had to review the scene several time to find what was really weird.
She comes in her room and locks her door. Normally, she would take the remote of the camera on her left, in its usual place, and turn it off, but here no. She walks through her room, passes her bed, straight for her desk and the drawer. She opens the drawer and the camera is shutting down. What I missed the first time was the remote of the camera on the side of her bed. When she passed it, she took the remote without me seeing it. It has been three months that I have watch her living in her room and I consider that I quietly know her. I have even witness several time her strange relationship with her daughter, but I will talk about that later. The remote is always at its place (close to the door when she is not in her room, and on the table beside her bed when she is in), never on the bed. Never. Except this time. I had to go back to the morning to see how the remote had ended on the side of the bed. She put it here when she put her shoes. Usually, she sits on her bed an put her shoes but this time, she knelt at the end of her bed to put her shoes. As she had the remote on her hand, she put it on the bed. One month earlier, I would not have notice it. But if there was one thing that I had learned from the project I was working on at this day, it was that habit was though, especially morning habits. You are not totally wake up so everything you do, you do it automatically. My findings were confirmed by two signs. The first one was the quick look to the camera when she had finished to put her shoes. It was a look, but too quick to be a “normal look”. She did not want to be seen looking at it. The second sign was the little smile she had when she automatically put her hand on her bed to pick up the remote but living it where it was. Again, I could have believed that she used her bed to stand up but it was too much coincidence at once…
So I waited; three hours.
When the camera turned on by itself, nothing unusual was on the screen. She was sleeping on her bed, dressed. I was expecting something, I do not know what but I was disappointed that everything was normal. If everything was normal, I may have been wrong on my reading of her behavior. I hate being wrong. So I look closely.
I have only one thing to say: Oh, my.
I first zoomed on her face. She was not sleeping. When you sleep, your eyes are moving by themselves, fast. Hers were not. I aimed a little lower and I looked at all her body, closely. I cannot say that I never was tempted to do that but I did not do it until that day. I liked what I see. Her bra was unfastened. She was wearing a shirt but obviously she had unfastened her bra at a point during these three hours. Her shirt had only three button on: I could see the color of her bra, black, and her belly button on a perfect belly. The button of her jeans was open, all of them but without discovering too much – just that her panties were matching. And at last, her legs were slightly opened. Obviously she had enjoyed the services of her hand.
I looked at her like that for fifteen minutes, with a raging hard on. She was not showing a lot but this was one of the hottest things I had ever seen on a screen. I was beginning to jerk off when she roll on her bed. Her left hand “naturally” went on her right breast and massaged it for three second, through the fabric of her clothes. Until that day, I was a little (just a little) ashamed of watching her more than my others subjects. That was why I did not acknowledge what I was seeing even to myself. But when her hand were rubbing her breast, one think was obvious: she had big breasts; too big for her little hands, perfect for a man hands.
I was so hypnotized during these three second that I almost missed something. A moment before, she was lying on her dildo. When I saw this, I came. For my defense, I had only two “women” (read “girls in their early twenties”) in my life and it had been quite a time since I had intercourse. At that time, I was horny, all the time.
This day, before leaving work, I uploaded the tapes on my computer. I watched again the video at home and what I saw was making me look forward to the next time. Just when she ended rubbing her breast, Amandine had opened her eyes, looked at the camera and smiled.
Fate had put me an exhibitionist in my “subject”: a hot one, and subtle too. What will she let me see next time?
As I have said earlier, Amandine and her daughter have a strange relationship. They like to tease each other. Do not get me wrong, I had never witnessed inappropriate behavior even though they were really close: they were spending a lot of their time in Amandine’s room. As they were mother and daughter, every time that the camera was automatically turned off (two heat source, remember?) when they were together, I would put it on right afterwards.
Amandine and her daughter are not alike. Amandine was a petite brunette with big breast and an firm body: long legs (given her body), a firm perfect ass, breasts I was craving for and glasses. Quite the caricature of a porn secretary you would say. Maybe but she had something more. She had character in her body. Her daughter was blonde and a (top?) model to be: tall, a cute ass, little breasts (she did not wear bras, for my enjoyment) and a perfect figure. From their conversations, I had learned that she was underage for five more months. I did not get her name thought.
As I said, no inappropriate behavior but a lot of teasing. They would compliment each other a lot on their sex appeal (no hypocrisies needed, believe me). And it was on a regular basis that I would hear conversation like this one (on both ways):
– Well, we should stop chatting. I have a shower to take.
– Yeah, me too. Who goes first?
– We both know that the second one will have cold water, huh?
– You’re right… You want to take a bath with me?
– Eeeh… stop tempting me, someday I will say yes
I think you understand.
During all these monthes of watching the mother, I learned one last thing on the daughter. She was not aware of the camera. Do not get overexcited. The daughter was not an indecent girl. But I managed to have a good peek of her legs. She was lying in bed with her mother, after their showers (consecutive showers, not the same one), in their bathrobe. To put it simple, the daughter teased her mother with her legs. Amandine was obviously not comfortable with this. But I think she thought that the camera was turned off. Someone had explained her that when there were two people (or more) in the room, there would not be any eavesdropping. She must have forgotten that if nothing would seemed to happened, I was able to turn it on. Something I was doing each time that she was with her daughter.
Time was passing by. I was improving my computer skills and Amandine was becoming each day naughtier with the camera. The second time she teased the camera was the next Sunday after the first one.
She walked into her room, locked her door, took the remote and put off her top, face to the door. She glanced at the camera over her shoulder, smiled and… black. When I saw this video, I was at home. For me, the message was clear: I would have a quick show every Sunday from now on. And I was right.
From this point, I volunteer for every work hours on Sundays. And I was right, every Sundays, I had my little show.
At first, she stopped “hiding” the dildo. She walked into her room, locked her door, went to the drawer, took the dildo, looked at the camera and black. The following Sunday, she took the dildo, wrapped it with her hand in a provocative way and black. The next time, she caressed it around five seconds while smiling at the camera. The next Sunday, she took off slowly her top at the door of her room and faced the camera. She was wearing a red bra. She slowly run a finger on her chest before reaching her dildo, caressing it while looking the camera and… black. Every time, it was not more than twenty seconds but I was expected this moment during all week. She did not miss one single Sunday. Soon, she began to kiss the dildo. Lick it. One day, she was on her bra with her jeans open, I could see her white tongue. While she was kissing and licking her dildo, for the first time she put her other hand in her pants and she began to massage her crotch. I knew at that moment that I should have turn down the camera myself: until now it was borderline, but this was a step were I had to put an end if I wanted to keep my job. Unfortunately I was on “direct” so I did not have any excuses. I wanted to make it stop but I could not help myself and I let her finish her show. She slowly caressed her skin with her dildo: from her chest, passing between her breast (the white bra was forcing her boobs to wrap it), on her belly to her panties. She looked at me and BLACK. I had never been that frustrated but the black on the screen (with a countdown: 02:58:46) made me come back to reality. I was screwed. If my boss was to check my work and find out that I did not turn it down, I was sure to lose my job.
Like I said, I like my job; and during this period I was LOVING it. I did what needed to be done: I put my computer skills on practice. At least, I decided to give it a try. It took me four hours but I was able to do it: I went into the hard drive and make it look like I stopped the camera for three hours at the proper time. Of course, when I found how to do it I make sure to have a copy of the “movie” before erasing it. I had missed my lovely Amandine after three hours of “rest” but I did not care. Nobody could find that I erased some video. The problem was that it was easy to realize that I cracked the program. I had to find an answer to that. I had all the evening and all night to do so.
I did so.
Monday morning, the first thing I did was to go to my boss office:
– Hi Pete, do you have a minute?
– Sure, what’s up?
– Well I have a confession to make…
– What did you do? at that point he seemed a little worried.
– You do know that I try to become what I would call a computer engineer, don’t you?
– Yes of course, everyone knows that. I, myself, think that is a great initiative. You drop out school to early and you have the capacities to have a better job.
– Thank you…
– Yeah. So, how about your confession?
– Well, I was a little bored at work yesterday all alone, watching mostly empty rooms and…
– And?
– Well, I would say that I practice my courses and I hacked our system.
– You did WHAT?
– Calm down please, this was really stupid, I know but I did nothing in it. In and out, that’s it.
– In and out?
– Yeah, in and out. You can check it if you want.
– Well, I will surely do so. We will do on with this discussion after. You can leave and go to work now.
I know, my excuse was not perfect. But sometimes, the biggest lies are the better… and I admit that I did not find anything better. I was hoping to be as good as I thought so regarding computers. In the end of the afternoon, Pete called me in his office. What we all like in Pete, it is his capacity to find opportunities everywhere. He explained to me that a technician had come all day and was confirming my story. In and out. No harm done. This was a relief, but what stunned me was his proposition: “Look, wouldn’t you become our local technician for minor issues. You will practice your skills and fix problems as bug when your team downloads a lot of videos at the same time. But you have to promise me that you will never “give it a try”. You touch the system only if you are sure of what you are doing. Is it OK with you?” Useless to say that it was.
Since that day, I knew that I could turn off a camera afterwards: I did know how to erase recordings without leaving evidence, and it would be normal to go in and out of the system. My mind was running with possibilities, possibilities with always Amandine at the center of it. To prevent any misunderstanding, I would not have to try to turn on a camera. I just could keep to myself what my subjects allowed me to watch.
I have to admit something. Every “show” that Amandine gave me was great and really hot, but none of them was close to the first one. And the last one. The last one is well ahead of the others. Before telling you this last one, I have to precise two things. The first one is that I had deleted all the show she gave me thanks to the free access to the system provided by Pete, my boss. And the second one was an improvement I made to the same system, again with the approval of Pete. I had put a 10 second countdown for every automatic shutting down of the camera. In ten seconds, it is rare that something happens. But was long enough for the watchers to know if they could keep on watching or not. Obviously, I had a personal purpose to this. I became addicting to watching Amanda, not only the Sundays but all of the week, and I hated the time lost when her daughter went into her room and I had to turn on the camera. These ten seconds were allowing me to watch her almost continually.
One Sunday, I was at work waiting for Amandine. For all these weeks, she had followed her schedule really regularly but this one time she was late. I was desperate: maybe she would not come? She did not have to come… maybe she got bored, or found a new game. After fifteen minutes of waiting, she walked into her room. Obviously, she had dressed up for me… in her daughter’s clothes: white tennis shoes, long black socks, a black skirt above her knees and a white shirt.
As hot as she was, I was shocked. I had never expected this, and she was taking a big step for this Sunday. I was mesmerized by her look when she walked toward the camera, in the drawer direction. Like I said, she was not like her daughter. Therefore, she was not fitting the clothes that she had on: the skirt had to be a little higher than how her daughter was wearing it and, most of all, the skirt was too tight for her breasts: the top three buttons were open but the breast was nonetheless pushing two hard nipples against the tissue. She was obviously turned on. As for myself, I had a boner of a lifetime.
She put the dildo out of its drawer and she began to hungrily suck it. She was finally sucking it in front of the camera! I was so excited that I almost cum in my pants without touching myself. As she was thrusting her dildo in her mouth with her right hand, the left one was aiming the remote to the camera. She was killing me with lust! She blinked at the camera and did not turn off the camera. She was beginning to moan.
She stopped sucking her toy, put it on the edge of her bed and came close to the camera. I mean really close. I was only seeing her mouth and then she said with a low sexy voice:
– I know you’re watching baby. The red dot is giving you away, you naughty boy. I am sure that you have realized that from the beginning to today, I have never cleaned my little friend. Trust me, the taste I have in my mouth right now is sweat and delicious.
That was it. I came in my pants, without touching myself. She just gave me the best orgasm of my life. Better than the two women I had been with. She had been better than them without touching me, just on a screen, with one sentence.
When I regained contact with reality, she was turning her back to the camera and bending down with straight legs. I could almost see her ass. Obviously, the “almost” was on purpose. I opened my pants with shaking hand and put my dick out. She had her panties around her ankles. After three strokes, I had my second orgasm. I was so mad at myself!
– I’m sure you are expecting to see a little more than usual, aren’t you? Weeell… you won’t. Do not be too disappointed, I am sure you will enjoy yourself.
She took her dildo and faced the camera. Her “friend” was moving by itself… it was motoring! This was becoming more than interesting: for the first time, she was talking to the camera and I was about to see her masturbate. She put her dildo under her skirt and after a long moan, her hands came out of her cunt empties.
Her left hand went cupping her breast while the right one immediately went back in her skirt, massaging her cunt. I had seen her a lot of time more undress that this day but sometimes clothes on are more sexy than off. Not always, but sometimes. She began to moan louder and louder.
– Mmmh… Ohh. Oh this feels so… much good. Fuck yeah, I love this vibration in my tight cunt. Oh my god, this is so hot to know that you are watching, I will definitely not last long. My hand is so wet… so wet. Look (she put her hand out of her skirt). Do you realize that it is you that make me that wet? Let me suck my hand clean for you, ok? Mmmmh… I taste so fucking good! Oh my god, it is already coming! I am going to cum! Do you hear me up there? I am about to cum! In just a few seconds. It will be so fucking great don’t you think? AAAahhh! But… mmh… but… fuck yeah… I won’t let you see it.
And quickly she reached her remote and put the button to turn down the camera. I was so angry at her for doing this to me! This second was one of the luckiest in my life. In her rush, she did not push hard enough the button to shut the camera off. My angriness was replaced by a feeling of victory… this was much more good than if she had let me watch! She would not overplay her role but would act natural. One second before she climax…
– I am going to take a showeeeh… Mom! What are you doing in my clothes?!
Her daughter entered the room in her bathrobe. Amandine had forgotten to lock her door. I did not know if I was overexcited or mad: it was clear that the daughter had put an end to the mother coming orgasm but meanwhile, I was watching a mother with a dildo in her cunt, extremely hot, trying to find an explanation for wearing her little baby clothes.
– Are you masturbating???
– NO!… I, hum… I was just… Oh, fuck… yeah I am.
Amandine finished her sentence with an inaudible voice, ashamed. She quickly put her hand under a skirt, and took it off holding a wet dildo.
– I am really sorry for this baby girl. Believe me. But if I did not do that I would have… hum… you know… in front of you and I could never…
– Cool toy mom! You should have shown it to me sooner. I would have enjoyed it!
Amandine and I were so surprised by this reaction that we did not notice that she had took a step toward her mother, standing really close to her.
– Let me see it?
Before Amandine could respond anything, her daughter took the dildo in her own hand.
– And it is moving by itself! Well, this is a real piece of high tech dildo you have it.
– Stop this, said Amandine with a low voice.
– You’re right. We should put it where it belongs.
In a blink of an eye, she push her mother on the bed and knelt between her legs. Not too fast, not too slow, she lifted the skirt and approached the dildo to her mother cunt. Unfortunately for me, I did not have a good angle: I was seeing the mother, her great cleavage, but the shirt was hiding what her daughter was doing to her.
– Oh dear, it is as if it was moving in by itself!
– Stop doing that! I… oh my god!
– You’re enjoying it, aren’t you?
– That’s not the point!
– I have to disagree on this.
As she was saying this sentence, she got up between her mother’s legs naked. My appreciation of her body earlier did not make her justice. She was not a top model to be. She was what you see in a top model, not the women with anorexia but a young woman that would not have to bushed faced to Marilyn, Angelina or any superstar. She had almost perfect breast (one cup larger would have been a dream come true) with pink little nipples, a flat stomach and a tiny blond line covering her most private part. She began moving her hips while fucking her mother with the dildo. Even though Amandine was protesting, her legs moved by themselves and wrapped her daughter torso. The bond girl begun to stroke her mother chest through the skirt. The moaning became louder.
This was finished with one last, fast and hart stroke from the dildo.
They were both lying on the bed, out of breath.
– Oh my god, what have we done?
– Nothing baby girl. Do you understand me? Nothing. You go take your bath and we never talk about this, ever.
As her daughter took her bathrobe and went to the bathroom. Amandine stayed on her bed.
I quickly turned off the camera. I did not want her to see the red dot and understand that I had seen everything. After that, I download the sequence on a CD and erased its existence on the system.
It was only as I was in bed this evening that all the possibilities that this video was offering me hit me. Regarding the law, Amandine had raped her daughter.
The experiment would last two more months. I had this time to come with a plan, and find Amandine’s address.
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Oh my God! Penises! The box contained several different pretend penises…different colors…different sizes…but no mistaking what they were!
“Jen,” I squealed, “Where did you…how did you…what…?”
“These are some of my very best friends,” she whispered in a conspiring voice. “Sometimes when there’s no guys around and my fingers just aren’t enough…”
“Oh my God!” I gasped again, even as my hand reached into the box and began fondling and sifting through the different pieces.
Plastic…metal…rubber…beads on a string…beads on a plastic wand…some really wierd shaped…things…not penises…narrow at one end…very fat at the other…pink…smooth…with a flat base.
“Jen,” I gasped again, ” where…how…what…?”
“This is my pussy’s favorite,” she confided. She was holding a pink penis. It looked so real. I reached out and touched it…gripped it. It even felt real…just like my brother’s…just like Jeff’s. But it was a lot bigger than either of theirs. Not really any longer, but a lot fatter.
She continued showing me the contents. “This is my clit’s favorite,” she breathed, holding up a shiny metal penis.
“You clit’s favorite?” I asked, somewhat confused.
“Yeah,” she murmured. She twisted the base of the piece and held it out to me. “Feel.”
I reached out and clasped the shiny penis. Oh my God! It was buzzing and vibrating. I felt an instant flood of juices, just imagining what that …that…that…thing would feel like buzzing against my clit!
She twisted the base back and laid it down, picking up the beads. “These are my butt’s favorites,” she confided.
“Your butt’s?” I asked, somewhat increduously. My mind was in a whir. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing…or hearing. This is the girl that had just licked my pussy! I had just licked hers! I licked her butt! She had her fingers in mine! And now this?
“Yeah,” she replied, holding up the string with the six beads on it. “You slide these up inside your butt one at a time, and then when you’re ready to come…when you start to come…you pull them out. It’s fantastic! I come so hard!” she added quickly.
I examined the string in her hand, and the beads on it, and tried to imagine what it would feel like to have them pushed inside my back hole…and then pulled out…while I was coming!
“Then what about these?” I asked, grasping the firm plastic wand with the beads on it.
“Same thing,” she replied. “The beads feel just the same, except with this one you can push it in and pull it out…pump it. With the string, it takes forever to push them back inside once you’ve pulled them out.
My imagination was going crazy, my pussy was pulsing as I reached back into the box and pulled out one of the wierd shaped pink rubber things. “And this?” I asked.
“That’s a butt plug,” she replied nonchalantly. “See how skinny it is at the tip and how fat it is at the base?” she asked.
I just nodded dumbly…still somewhat stunned.
“When you first put the tip in your ass it will open you up…but as you push it in further and deeper and get to the bigger parts…it stretches you way open. It’s great,” she continued, “Even better than a guy’s cock because this will open you up slowly. It doesn’t hurt as much at first like a guy’s cock does.”
I sat frozen, dumbfounded. Still, the tingles rushing through my pussy were getting stronger, more and more fierce…demanding…
“This,” she said with a wicked grin, holding up another penis, “is my very special favorite friend.”
I looked at the penis in her hand, and noticed the way the top of it was curved to one side. My mind instantly flashed back to my private pleasure party, and the banana…with the curved end…how I had twisted it inside of me…how it touched my channel in places I had never felt before.
Jen’s grin grew even more wicked as she held it up in front of my face. “Check this out,” she said and reached for the base. She started twirling the small lever in the bottom. Oh my God! The curved head was rotating around and around!
My pussy spasmed and I felt a flood of juices as I imagined what that thing would feel like up inside of me…the head twirling around and around…
My eyes must have been wide as saucers…my mouth agape…because Jen just sat there for a few seconds.
“Well,” she whispered finally, “you ready?”
“Ready?” I replied weakly.
“Yeah,” she replied firmly. “We gotta educate you girl!”
I just sort of nodded…not sure what to say.
“Get up on your hands and knees,” she instructed, taking charge.
I did as she asked and for a moment felt nothing…except silly. There I was, naked on my best friend’s bed, on my hands and knees, her right behind me…I’m sure staring at both of my holes.
A moment later I felt her tongue probing my little back hole, followed in seconds by feeling her pushing something up into my pussy.
“What are you doing?” I asked, confused and turned on at the same time.
Her tongue left my butt as she replied, “These are the beads on the wand. We gotta get them good and wet first or else they won’t go in…or else they’ll hurt.”
Her tongue returned to teasing my butt opening, and I felt the “thing” sliding in and out of my pussy. She kept this up for a few moments, then I felt her pull it all the way out. Within seconds, I felt something much larger trying to push up into my pussy.
“Now what?” I asked rather meekly.
“This is the first one I showed you,” she replied. “Trust me…it’s gonna fill you up just great…enjoy.”
She pushed and I felt if enter me. She was right! It was fat enough that it stretched me a little bit, but didn’t hurt at all. It was wonderful! She pushed it in furthur and I moaned. I had never felt so completely full! (Well…maybe with the cucumber) But this was different…it wasn’t me doing this…it was my best friend…and a girl at that!
She started a slow in and out movement with the fake penis and within moments I was breathing heavy…almost panting.
“Hang on,” she breathed. Seconds later I felt a pressure against my tiny back hole…and then she pushed. The first bead on the wand popped up inside of me! It wasn’t really pain…just a slight discomfort as my little opening accepted the bead, and then closed right back up after it was inside.
She pushed again…and I felt the second one slide inside me. The penis in my pussy was moving faster now, and my breathing was getting ragged.
I felt the third…then the fourth…fifth…sixth…bead enter my butt, and then the movement in my backside stopped. The penis in my pussy was now moving faster, and I thought I could maybe feel the beginnings of another orgasm approaching.
The movement in my pussy stopped just as I was starting to feel the first waves. “What now?” I whimpered.
“Trust me,” was all she replied.
Moments later, I felt the fake penis pulled from my channel, and within seconds felt something else being pushed up inside of me.
This one was a little longer, but not as thick. All of a sudden, I felt the tip rubbing against my inner wall. Oh God! I thought…the one with the curved head!
She started twisting the lever, and I could feel the curved end rubbing all around my insides. This was incredible! My very depths being touched…caressed…not even the banana had felt like this. She increased the speed, and the rotating penis head was now driving me crazy! Again…I felt my orgasm approaching.
Again…she stopped.
“Now what!” I cried out, the frustration…the…desperation… apparent in my voice.
She crawled up next to me and looked me in the eye as she held up the shiny metal penis. She twisted the base and held it lightly against my cheek.
“Take this,” she murmured, “and hold it against your clit.”
She pressed the buzzing toy into my hand and moved back down the bed. Moments later, I felt the head of the penis in my pussy start to rotate again. This was heaven! I reached down between my legs with the buzzing toy in my hand and brought it to rest against my clit.
OH MY GOD!
Electricity shot through me! This was incredible! I had never felt…never imagined…anything like this! The buzzing…the vibrating…against my clit…the head of the curved penis twirling around in the depths of my pussy!
My orgasm was quickly approaching, and I knew this time there would be no stopping it. She twirled the toy inside of me faster, and I pressed the vibrating penis harder against my clit. My hips were bucking…my chest heaving…breathing ragged…and it started…
Wave after wave after wave of the most unbelievable ecstasy crashed through me. I couldn’t breath…couldn’t move…couldn’t…anything!
I was panting as my orgasm built…and built…and built.
I was moaning and whimpering as it peaked…but then it didn’t stop…the waves just kept coming and coming and coming…stronger and stronger and stronger.
I think I was sobbing…maybe even screaming…I don’t know…
Just when I was sure I had reached the very absolute peak of pleasure…I felt the first bead being pulled out of my butt.
It started growing all over again…wave after wave…
The second bead…
Gasping…can’t breath…
The third bead…
Dizzy…light headed…delerious with pleasure…
Fourth…
Whimpering…babbling…
Fifth…
Sobbing openly…crying…
Sixth…
I came to kind of slowly…not too sure at first where I even was.
I opened my eyes and saw Jen looking down into my face…a kind of a wry smile on her face.
She reached out a hand and gently brushed the hair from my sweating forehead.
Still disoriented, I mumbled, “What happened?”
“You came girl…I mean you really came…” she whispered in a husky voice.
“But Jen…” I protested weakly, “I’ve come before…but…but…”
“Well you did it right this time,” she chuckled. “I think you actually passed out for a couple of minutes.”
“Oh God,” I mumbled. What was happening to me? This…coming like that…with a girl…not even a guy…with toys?”
“It was a good one girl,” she chuckled again. “The comforter underneath you is soaking wet.”
I was suddenly embarassed…humiliated. The most unbelieable powerful orgasm I had ever had…with a girl…not even with a girl…with her toys!
I didn’t know what to say…my face bright red with an embarassed blush.
“Relax,” Jen cooed, “That’s the way a good come is supposed to be.”
Trying desparately to regroup and regain my senses, I managed to mumble, “But what about you?”
“Don’t worry,” she chuckled again. “I can play with these anytime…this one was for you…”
The warm afterglow of my incrediable orgasm was still filling me as we looked into each other’s eyes. Somehow, I knew our relationship had just changed…forever.
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Becca has fun with five horny males and five naughty cheerleaders.
His Mom Never said: (stop)
Dana…..
__”Hey dude, your so hot for my mom, you get red in the face around her.” Troy got red in the face, but said nothing. We laughed as I said: “Good luck, ya can’t touch her, others have tried.” Then I whispered: (“I can’t even see her naked, she’s a ’no go’, even now that my dad’s gone.”) We continued to talk quietly about how hot she was.
I told him how she always locks her bedroom door, the bathroom door and how I can’t even sneak a peek at her. Troy asked: “Dana, what does she wear first thing in the morning?” I said: “A thick robe and buttoned at the top. Ya can’t see a fuck’in thing.” “I think she likes me Dana, the way she ’kinda’ looks at me, ya know?” Troy said.
“Dream on, with her sexy eyes?…any guy she looked at would get a boner.” I said.
We had done this before. Mom was home but I got up and locked my bedroom door. Talking about my mom made us get boners….so it was wank time. To sneak in a wank while she was home, was exciting to us.
We took out our cocks and started wanking. Here came the ’What if’s’. Troy said: “What if….she came in here right now and said: “Oh boys, let me do that for you.” and gave us hand jobs. “Shut up Troy, I’m picturing her fucking us both at the same time, some night.”
“Oh hell yeah, that would be great.” Troy said.
Ava, the mom….
Our computer room was right next to Dana’s bedroom. They didn’t realize with the closet open I could hear them. I heard them talking and quietly listened in. They were now jacking off thinking about me. At first I had to hold my hand over my mouth to keep from chuckling….but….as they talked about how sexy and hot I was, I couldn’t help but get aroused. Then I got more aroused as they talked about licking my vagina and sucking on my tits. I was actually getting wet.
Troy was a good looking guy and he had caught me looking it him a few times. The very last time we locked eyes, he came over and started giving me a neck rub.
I froze and my greatest weakness took over. I couldn’t say ’stop’.
This was a closely guarded secret of mine. If a guy I liked put his hands on me in a sexual way…I would freeze up and was powerless to say ’stop’. I would get this hot feeling in the pit of my stomach, tingles throughout my body and especially in my vagina. I was a slave to the feelings and a guy could just keep going until we had sex.
Only my son’s dad knew this because this was how we met.
We were kids and he put his arm around me down in the woods. I froze and he kept going and started feeling my tits. Soon we were laying down in a pile of leaves and he was taking my panties off. I was enjoying all this new thrill and let him do anything he wanted. We had my first sex and returned to the woods many times.
From then on I had to be careful as I would freeze up if a guy put a warm hand on me….only now, it was any guy. My daddy, uncles, cousins all got me aroused and didn’t know it. This controlling feeling took over and turned me into a totally submissive girl….but….I kinda liked it though..
Troy’s strong hands made me weak and dizzy. I don’t think he ever told Dana about that day. Dana was outside doing something and Troy’s hands gently pulled me back to lean on him. My heart was beating hard as I felt a lump resting between my butt cheeks. His neck rub kept inching further out and down my arms. My eyes closed as I was powerless to resist him. He felt my hips and waist and up under my arms, just brushing the sides of my tits. The chills raced thru my body as his lump grew bigger.
We heard Dana coming and Troy quickly walked away like nothing ever happened.
I continued to listen as Troy described how he would have sex with me. Dana joined in and the details they said were giving me hot flashes. It got quiet in there. Then I heard slight groans as they must have shot their cum. They sighed, giggled, moaned and then left the room. They never knew I was in the computer room. I was a mess. I was sweating and my panties were sopping wet.
I couldn’t hardly wait until they next did it again.
I wanted to be alone with Troy and see how far he would go, massaging me, ‘knowing’ full well I couldn’t say stop. Somehow by ‘letting it happen’, I didn’t feel guilty of messing with a young guy. I knew it was ‘kind of’ wrong, but I was a single woman now and I had needs I wasn’t getting anywhere else, and this was so private and convenient. Troy was over here all the time, and sometimes….we were alone.
I let my mind fantasize about Troy and I having passionate sex, and no one would know.
I waited as my desire for Troy grew…then it happened. Dana was going to camp all weekend. Troy was not going. I got warm thinking about the opportunity I would have.
I secretly ask Troy to come over Saturday morning to do something. He smiled and said quietly ..”yes”, and quick squeezed my arm. The chills ran thru me as he and Dana went up to Dana’s room. I headed for the computer room to listen in.
Troy never said a word to Dana about him coming over Saturday morning. I felt relieved and secure about Troy’s and my…’togetherness?’…I had this sexual feeling going on inside me I hadn’t felt for a very long time. It made me feel warm inside and an excitement I can’t really explain.
Now I had some ’wanking’ of my own to do. It would be 24hours before Troy would get here. I had avoided rubbing my pussy, so I wouldn’t get to attached to Troy. It was to late for that now. I was just plain horny. They left to go somewhere and I still had my robe on. I headed for Dana’s bedroom. This is where they wanked and I sat on his bed. They apparently had just wanked on his bed, I could smell the aroma of…. cum.
I felt Dana’s bed. A wet spot. I laid down next to it. I let the aroma of the fresh cum intoxicate me. I had never ever done this before and I let my fingers slide inside my robe and down my panties. My pubic hair was wet already. I put my fingers down my slit and rubbed my clit.
Now I felt the excitement of sneaking a wank with them able to come home at any time now. I opened my legs wide open and started in. I could feel and orgasm building. I pushed my fingers in my pussy, in and out like Troy was having sex with me. The palm of my hand rubbing on my clit and I began to get hyper. My hips raised up to meet my fingers and I was mentally having sex with Troy. I felt my nipples and I began to shudder. A moan slipped out as my body twisted in orgasmic pleasure….oh my god…
That was the most intense orgasm I had ever had… Now I was all wet and so was a spot Dana’s bed.
I didn’t care somehow as I lay there and drifted in my euphoria……I could still smell the cum they had left. I heard the front door open. I scrambled to my bedroom and closed and locked the door. I listened. They went to Dana’s bedroom and shut the door.
The spot…oh shit! What were they going to say.
Dana…..
We went in my room to watch some porn. Troy always sat on my bed as I sat at the computer chair. Troy was quiet and smiling.
Troy……
I smelled something I liked on Dana’s bed ….his mom’s pussy. Dana’s mom had been in here.
I remembered the sexy aroma from a pair of her panties Dana had swiped from her. She always wore a certain body lotion. It blended with her pussy aroma and was heavenly. Dana assumed…..I was just smiling about a hot porn video he found. My mind was going wild with pictures of her wanking herself right where I was laying….. I said nothing to Dana as I was day dreaming about tomorrow…
Ava…..
I began to get real tense as I waited for Troy to come over. I had kept my body in good shape and to have a young guy like him go for me was very arousing. I put my ‘special’ pillow between my legs last night and moved my clit firmly on it. This led to a dream of me being on top of Troy and him finding his young passion blended with mine.
Saturday…..
I put on my other robe which I let my cleavage show. No bra, no panties. I heard him knock. I let him in and let him look at me. We just stood there smiling.
I turned my back to him and whispered: (“I need a neck rub Troy, would you mind?”) I felt what I wanted. Two warm hands on my neck. My head slowly leaned back on him. He was breathing as hard as I was.
I let it happen. I felt his big boner between my butt cheeks. He began to whisper. (“…Ava …I….I think you are so beautiful. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help it. When I touch you I get real horny and……my I kiss your neck?) I was frozen in my sexual glory, but I managed to say: (“…you…(gasp)…can do….anything you want….Troy.”) and I moved my neck into his lips.
Troy…..
This was better than my dreams of feeling her body. I couldn’t hardly believe she was letting me feel her and kiss her neck. I still had the fear she would stop me…but she was going to let me do anything I want?….whoa…those words were hot.
(“…we better move away from the windows.”) she said, and led me to her bedroom. ‘Anything you want’…her own voice kept saying that over and over in my brain. She closed and locked her bedroom door. She again turned and put her back to me. I started feeling her neck and kissing it. I moved my hand out and her robe came off her shoulders. She let me push my boner into her ass as I looked down at he beautiful cleavage.
Her eyes were closed as she gasp for air. I now started feeling the top of her tits and inched down her front to feel the softest warmest tits I had ever felt. I kissed the side of her face as she returned the kisses while she panted.
I had never done this to an adult woman before and my legs had the jitters.
Ava….
I was so hot and now my woman urges were to the tipping point. He was inexperienced and I had to help him. I reached up and dropped my robe clear off my shoulders. I put his hands on my tits. I took his fingers and had him roll my nipples. I then raised my robe in back and undid his shorts. I held his rock hard boner and guided it between my wet legs. I started rocking on it letting the head rub on the underside up my warm pussy. I felt the jitters in his legs.
I was in my own world of pleasure and he caught on quick as we began feeling us both, hot and heavy. I worked us over to my bed and laid face down. I raised my butt up and reached between my legs and guided his boner in my pussy.
There…that’s what I had wanted for so long.
I bucked back on him and we started fucking smooth and deep. He became real excited and the energy of his youth started in. His hand were on my tits and he was fucking me hard and fast.
I knew he would cum fast, so I stopped and rolled him off me. I got on my back and pulled him up. I guided his big boner up to my mouth. He wasn’t expecting this and I took his cock in me deep. Here it came. He groaned and his cum came gushing out with force. I sucked as he kept cuming and bucking. He flooded my mouth and couldn’t swallow all of it. It was coming out my mouth and on my lips and chin. I was squeezing my own clit and I jolted with a orgasm.
Troy…..
I was in a new world. I hadn’t expected her to suck on me so fast as this. She let me pump cum in her mouth as her body wiggled with mine. Her tongue was going over and over the head of my cock and driving me crazy with pleasure. Her one hand kept squeezing my butt cheeks and she made a moaning sound that I loved….”mmmmm”….she would say, over and over. I finally got the strength to pull off her and now I wanted to put it back in her pussy.
She put her legs up and in my cock went. Her arms went around me in a bear hug. My cock slipped in as she moaned so beautiful. We started slow fucking as she kept feeling my body. An adult woman’s pussy feels a lot different the a young girls. She knew just how to move and work the feelings we wanted.
Ava…..
Things were changing and fast. All those men in my past, I was powerless as they all fucked me. Now I had control with Troy and I was training him to fuck me the way I wanted. His youthful blast of cum I swallowed just invigorator me and now I was going to get the climax I wanted. I wanted to pull every bit of passion out of him and give it to us. I had him doing what I wanted. I guided him in me right to my G spot with his cock. I felt wild and free to fuck him as hard as I wanted.
We had all weekend and I had plans for him. I speeded up and let myself go. ’Fuck me hard Troy’…I thought. He was getting there and my pussy was ready for a super climax. I squeezed him tight as it began to build and build. I heard the sound of him peaking as I joined him. We thrashed as I drove his cock deep in me and locked up as the climax shook my whole body. I had to yell out as he shot a big load in my pussy. I squeezed my pussy on his cock as hard as I could. He shook and shot again and again. I loved the feeling of his hot cum being injected in me with the passion I wanted…
Troy……
I didn’t want to go home ever. I just want to stay and fuck Ava.
All weekend we had fucked over and over. I had to tell my parents story’s of where I was to keep them from knowing. I lay in my bed thinking how Dana and my buddy’s would die of envy if they knew. I would make sure they never knew. I wanted her all to myself.
That next week I was at Dana’s house as we talked in his room. I told him I had a new ‘young’ girlfriend I was after. I told him I wasn’t into fucking ’old women’ anymore, and he started agreeing with me. We talked about young chicks with hard body’s and how sexy they were. I made sure we ’didn’t’ talk about fucking his mom. I never brought her up again. I felt comfortable I had Ava all locked up for my self.
We went into the kitchen to look for something to eat. Ava was in there ignoring me as we planned. She then backed up to Dana, and said: “Would you give me a neck rub Dana.” She leaned her head back on Dana and closed her eyes. Dana looked it me. I gave him an ’ewwwww’ look and pointed at my mouth like I was gagging. He said: “A…I gotta make a phone call mom, and reached in his pocket. He pretended to call someone and slowly walked outside, talking to ’no one’.
Ava looked at me, smiled big and blew me a kiss. I quickly took Dana’s place and began massaging Ava’s neck. She froze as I kissed around her ear. She just stood still as I began to feel her nice firm tits. We watched Dana walk across the street to his new girlfriends house. As the door opened and he went in…my hand went up Ava‘s skirt in the back. I bent her over the kitchen table as we both watched Dana’s girlfriends house. Ava then unzipped my pants. She took out my cock and stroked it. She had no panties on and put it in her pussy. I began fucking her leaned over the kitchen table. She quietly moaned as the table shook. We started fucking faster as we saw the door across the street open. Ava said: “Cum in me, hurry!”
Just as I came with a big load in her, we see Dana started walking back home. I quick pulled out as we straighten our clothes. Ava sat me down and put a towel over my lap. She quick put a bowl of walnuts in my lap and a nut cracker. I played like I was cracking them for her while my hardon wouldn’t go down.
Dana came in and looked at me. “Ewww, I hate cracking those damn things. I’ll be at Danny’s , see ya later.” and quickly left.
Ava smiled.
I smiled.
She went and locked the frond door and came back in the kitchen. She put the bowl and towel on the table. She whispered out of breath: (“Watch that window.”) She leaned over, unzipped me and took out my cock.
I felt the warmth of her mouth as she sucked my cock so heavenly. I ran my hand up her skirt to finger her warm pussy. She froze at first, but then she spread her legs further apart. Her fingers joined mine as we both fingered her wet pussy. The window became a blur as she knew just how to make me cum so good. I squirmed as she sucked the shooting cum. Her beautiful “hmmmmm” sound got loud as both our fingers became wet with her squirting. She shook all wobbly as I held her tits to steady her.
That evening Dana came home all excited. We went in his bedroom to talk private. He had finally got Danny’s sister alone and they fucked out back in a storage shed.
Then he looked at me smiling. He started to laugh. He said:
“Sorry dude that you got stuck cracking nuts for my mom.”
I just grinned……
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Riley takes suggestions from her slutty friend, Danielle, that lead to some hot times she wasn’t prepared for.
A man tries to abduct the woman of his dreams.
Part 3
Things were starting to warm up in the hot tub. Diane had moved up to set on the deck and dangle her feet in the water. Phil got out of the tub, walked around and sat down in the water beside Mom. Mom and Betty were apparently mousing around too, because Betty stopped her foot massage of my cock and balls. Dad walked down the length of the tub. His cock bobbed along at face level. He sat up on the edge of the hot tub next to Betty and directly across from Julie. Mom moved over and sat next to me again. Harry moved down and sat next to Dad. Betty moved up where Diane was. She spread Diane’s legs and started giving her pussy long licks.
Then Julie told Phil to set up on the edge next to Dad. She got up, stepped in front of Harry, leaned over and gave his cock a flip with her tongue. She did the same to Dad and Phil. She then moved back in front of Dad, pushed his knees apart, kneeled on the tub bench, looked at his cock and balls dangling in front of her face, and slurped his cock into her mouth. Mom gripped my thigh. We watched Julie’s cheeks flutter in and out as she used a rapid “soda straw” action on Dad’s cock. She was trying to give Harry and Phil a hand job at the same time.
Mike turned to me and said, “It looks like Julie has her mouth full and needs some help.” Mike moved over in front of Harry as I replied, “That’s our little sister. Always biting off more than she can swallow.” Mike looked up at Harry, slipped a finger under his cockhead, lifted it to his mouth and swallowed it down nearly to the base. Diane sat up to watch, but Betty pushed her back down and continued licking her pussy.
I positioned myself in front of Phil. His cock was starting to rise. I put my hand around his cock shaft and started licking and kissing his cockhead. I ran the tip of my tongue around the rim and tickled the V on the underside. I licked down to his balls, then sucked his balls, one at a time, into my mouth. I gave his balls a nice tongue bath. His balls were too big to get in my mouth at the same time. I moved back up to his cockhead and guided his now hard cock into my mouth. Phil had a thick cock. I massaged the bottom of his cock shaft with my tongue as I sucked.
I felt a hand slide between my legs. The hand squeezed my cock and balls. Mom placed her face next to mine and kissed my cheek. I took Phil’s cock out of my mouth and offered it to Mom. Mom slipped it into her mouth and bobbed her head up and down the shaft several times. She gave it back to me and I resumed sucking Phil’s thick meaty cock while Mom moved over behind Julie. She must have slipped a finger into Julie’s pussy because I heard her gasp. I was really getting into giving Phil a blowjob, when someone tapped me on the shoulder, “Don’t make him cum. We want to save the cum for tonight.” I took his cock out of my mouth and looked up. It was Betty. I looked over at Julie and Mike. Mike was rubbing his neck and Julie gave me a wicked grin as she stood up and surprised Dad with a French kiss.
After that, almost everyone sort of drifted away from the hot tub, gathered their clothes off the lawn and went to their individual cabins. Mom and Dad stayed behind in the hot tub. Julie, Mike and I picked up our t-shirts and shorts and walked to our family cabin. When we were inside, Mike turned to Julie, “Jeez, I almost blew my load when you went down on Dad. What made you do that?” “Well, when Betty started eating Diane, I knew that someone else should make a move. So I decided that I would do something that I’ve always wanted to do.” “You’ve always wanted to suck Dad’s cock?” “Yes, just like you guys want to eat Mom’s pussy and fuck her. And I’m going to fuck him too.”
Julie had us, or at least me, there. Just thinking about getting it on with Mom was giving me a boner. “See,” Julie laughed, “You get a hard-on when you think about doing Mom.” “We’ll see what happens tonight.” “Thanks for sucking it up and helping me.” You’re welcome, Julie,” Mike replied, “I enjoyed it and Harry enjoyed it. How was Phil’s cock, Mark?” “Phil has a nice thick meaty cock and plump nuts. He likes having his balls sucked and tongue tickled,” I replied. “We better get dressed and get over to the Big Room and help with dinner, otherwise they’ll think we’re in here screwing each other”, Julie told us. “That’s not a bad idea,” piped Mike, who was grinning at us.
We were the last ones to get to the Big Room. Diane said, “What have you kids been doing all of this time? Screwing each other?” “Didn’t I tell you?” Julie laughed. We pitched in to help get everything set up and to get dinner ready. There was lots of iced tea, beer, soda, and water set out to drink with dinner. During dinner, the conversation turned to the afternoon action in the hot tub. “When and where did the three of you learn to suck cock?” Dad asked. Before any of us could reply, Phil spoke up, “I don’t know who taught Mark, but he really knows how to suck a nut and polish his granddad’s knob.” Harry said, “Mike did a good job on me too. Lots of enthusiastic tongue massaging and licking, which I like.” “Well,” Dad said, I don’t know where my little girl learned, but it wasn’t from her Mom.” “Just where did you learn? asked Mom. Diane spoke up, “I don’t care where they learned or who taught then. I just hope they eat pussy as well as they suck cock!”
We looked at each other. “It’s a long story.” “Tell us.”
Part 4
It began a couple of years ago. Mike and I rented some porn videos one weekend after we turned 18. Mom and Dad and Julie were away for the weekend. I think it was one of Julie’s cheerleader competitions. Anyway, we had the house all to ourselves.
We didn’t know much about porn so we picked some of the classics with Linda, Constance and Marilyn and some newer ones with Tiffany and Jenna. And for a change, we rented one of Higgins’ gay videos.
After watching a couple of them with the blowjobs and deep throating, we both had big boners. Mike said, “I need to get some relief,” so he unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out of his shorts. He began to jack off. That looked like a good idea to me, so I kicked off my shoes and socks and took off my jeans and shorts and joined him.
We were beating away, when Mike said, “I wondered what it feels like to receive a hand job from someone else.” I said, “Let’s find out,” so I moved over next to him and replaced his hand with mine. I’d never held another cock before. Mike’s felt good in my hand. I squeezed it lightly and stroked it. Mike pulled off his t-shirt so he was nude. I jacked his cock and played with his balls. I felt his nuts tighten up as he groaned he was cumming. I held his cock as he shot his wad onto his stomach and chest.
Mike said that the hand job felt great and he wanted to return the favor. I took off my t-shirt as Mike took my cock in his hand. It didn’t take long for him to make me cum.
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I stand there with Imelda for a few moments when I see people coming out of the tattoo parlor. Smitty along with his father and about five or six bikers look like they’re about to head out. Imelda looks up at me and I can see she’s still upset about what happened.
“We should move on Blaze now,” Imelda tells me,” He’ll be out tonight and you can get him to talk.”
“Babe so you want me to go from taking him out to looking for a fight,” I ask shaking my head.
“Well either you do something or Carlos and the boys will. Just telling you our family doesn’t let shit sit for too long,” Imelda says breaking the hug.
I watch Imelda get back on her bike and peel out of the parking lot. A heavy hand on my shoulder lets me know the old man is there.
“Problems kid,” the Old Man asks.
“Way too many, at least in real war you usually know who is gunning for you,” I say plainly.
“Well first thing to figure out is who you trust, then put everyone’s feet on hot coals and see who wants to tell you the truth first,” the Old man says before heading over to his bike.
“Need to see you out at the airfield tonight,” Smitty tells me from his own bike.
I nod and watch the Union leave the parking lot. I grab my helmet when I get tapped on the shoulder. It’s Vicki standing with her helmet.
“I need a ride,” Vicki says smirking.
I shake my head at her; she’s wearing jean shorts and white tight tank top with cowgirl boots. I pull my helmet on and start the bike before starting to leave.
“Hey I really need a ride,” Vicki yells over my engine.
“And I really need to get back to my girlfriend,” I tell her stopping the advance.
“It’s just a ride,” Vicki says placing her ass on the back of my bike.
I realize I’m probably going to die either by Smitty or my girlfriends but Vicki has her arms wrapped around my waist as I decide to pull out of the lot. We’re speeding down the road and Vicki feels like she has more experience on the back of a bike than I do driving it. I pull to the side of the road for a minute and text Mark and ask him where he’s at then shoot Kori a text with the same. Mark Jr. says he’s heading back home and Kori says they’ll be back about five thirty. I let both of them know to get ready to head out at about seven because we have plans. I drive back home with Vicki still on the back and see that nobody is home but Rosa as I get the bike in the garage.
“Holy shit, your garage is almost as big as the shop,” Vicki says following me to my room.
“Not my garage, it belongs to the people who live here,” I tell her once we’re in my room.
“Wait, you don’t live here,” Vicki asks staring at my room.
“I’m just visiting my biological mother,” I tell her pulling my coat off and sitting on my couch.
“So I can get a ride out tonight,” Vicki asks sitting on the other end of the couch.
“To the airfield, you’re gonna have to either get one from Mark or call your dad,” I tell her keeping to my end of the couch.
“So I can get a ride here but you won’t take me to the airfield,” Vicki asks moving over next to me.
I hear Mark’s car come up the driveway and as soon as it’s parked in the garage and I hear him walking through the house. I call down to him and wait, as soon as he gets to my room and sees Vicki his mood goes from indifferent to a little shocked.
“Oh, hi Vicki. It’s really good to see you again,” Mark says.
“Hi Mark, so could you leave us alone for a while, I need a ride somewhere and I’m trying to talk to Guy about getting one from him,” Vicki says ignoring Mark.
“Hey man, got a big thing going on tonight and I need someone smart and big. You wanna come,” I tell Mark as Vicky starts to cuddle up to me.
I watch Mark’s face go from hurt by Vicki’s dismissal to puzzlement at the invitation. I know he has questions; I check my phone’s clock and see it’s only four. Girls are still gonna be out for two more hours. I know Kori said five thirty but she’s shopping so I bet on six.
“So you think there’s going to be some trouble,” Mark asks folding his arms.
“I know there’s going to be something exciting, and that’s not counting the cars, bikes, racers and the women,” I watch Mark’s face change as I say women.
“I’ll be ready, we leave at six,” Mark asks.
I nod and hear him say something about a carwash as he closes the door and starts heading down stairs. I listen to Mark’s car head back out of the driveway and turn my attention back to Vicki, I finally notice her brunette hair has some red highlights and is shaved on the sides a little.
“Can I get a ride on your bike,” Vicki purrs crawling up my body like a cat.
“Ya know, I already promised a ride to my girlfriend,” I reply keeping my hands off,” I’ll let you ride with Mark or Imelda but my ride is for Kori tonight.”
“You’re no fun,” Vicki says starting to pull back.
I let her get some separation between us before I wrap my arms up around her body, one holding Vicki’s waist and the other with a handful of hair on the back of her head. I feel Vicki tense up but instead of pulling away she grinds her hips against mine.
“Oh that’s why I never fucked Mark,” Vicki says trying to kiss me.
“No, you don’t get kissed. You want to take my girl’s place and think I’m going to reward you after I said no? This is where you gave me shit now I give you a fucking,” I growl.
I shove Vicki to the other side of the couch and start to undo my pants, Vicki pulls her top off and I see black bikini top instead of a bra. I’m a little hard but I watch as Vicki continues to strip down until she’s wearing just a bikini bottom. I watch her start to lean forward to suck me off but instead I grab the hair on the top of her head and pull Vicki off the couch to her knees. I don’t know why but I’m really angry, Jackie keeping her distance from me then hiding her new guy, the arguing with Imelda and being called a coward by everyone. This will be better than jumping the gun as I start force feeding my cock into Vicki’s mouth. I feel myself go all the way down and into her throat before pulling back half way and gagging her again. I feel her start to cough a little before I take myself out of her mouth, a trail of drool stretching from my cock head to her open mouth.
“Come on… I saw you fight Blaze… make it really hard,” Vicki gasps.
The little bitch wants more, I don’t know if I’m more angry that she wants in or happy that she’s willing. I pull Vicki by her hair over to the bed and back her up against it keeping her on her knees. I see she’s keeping her arms behind her back and once I have her head pinned in place I push my cock all the way back into Vicki’s throat. I wait till she starts to struggle for air then back up all the way and start fucking her face fast. I’m hard and want to cum but I am still angry and need more, I bury my cock all the way down her throat again and keep the pressure on till I start to feel Vicki try to struggle for air. I wait till she starts to hit my thighs with her hands before pulling my out of Vicki’s mouth, I listen as she coughs and tries to compose herself for another face fucking. As soon as she starts to open her mouth I pull Vicki up by her hair and give her a light slap on the cheek.
“More bitch,” I ask Vicki.
“Sure unless you’re done and want me to hold you,” Vicki says trying to smile.
I smile as I turn Vicki around and push her onto the bed; I watch her start to crawl up the bed and squat on all fours. I move on top of Vicki pushing her body against the bed, I pull her bikini bottom aside and take my cock still covered in Vicki’s spit and start rubbing against her asshole.
“Oh no, wait a min…,” Vicki says as I push my cock up her ass.
Vicki clenches up her asshole but I’ve got my entire body weight and that lets me slowly push down into her ass. Thanks to her spit lube job on my cock it doesn’t take long till I’m buried all the way in. I grunt and feel the warmth of Vicki’s asshole wrapped around my cock, I take notice of Vicki biting the comforter on the bed and grab her hair like a handle and turn it so I can see her face. I make eye contact and back up my cock till only the last inch is inside her and slam all the way back into her ass causing us both to grunt loudly. I back up and slam in again taking long hard strokes into Vicki’s asshole, we’re both grunting and the sound of my hips slapping against her ass. I get an odd feeling and turn to see the door cracked open, I could have sworn that it was closed but I turn my attention back to the bitch beneath me.
I’m pounding Vicki’s ass harder and I pull her face out of the blanket. I grind my cock and hips against Vicki’s ass trying to feel as much of her ass around my cock as possible. I feel a slap on my ass and look to see Vicki has moved her arm around and is trying to either slap my ass and hip or grab my pants. I start to feel that tingle in the base of my cock and resume my pounding of Vicki’s asshole.
“Oh shit…. You’re fuckin’ cumming….,” Vicki says turning her head to see my face.
I grunt and start cumming in Vicki’s ass, it’s hard and I let the rush take me. I can feel her moving underneath me, grinding her ass up into my crotch as she cums from me dumping a load in her. We lay on the bed sweating and breathing heavy. I pull off of Vicki and let my cock fall out of her asshole. I back up off the bed and after putting my cock away I head to the bathroom to clean up. On my way back I can see Rosa downstairs looking like she’s heading out for the day in her regular clothes. I nod to her and head back to my room to see Vicki has clean up and is putting her clothes back on.
“Jesus I need to get fucked like that more often,” she says pulling her shorts up.
“Yeah well don’t get used to it,” I tell her sitting back down on the couch.
“Hey, asshole I ain’t asking for a lot here. Now you wanna tell me what the fuck is going on that makes you treat my ass like a punching bag,” Vicki asks sitting down on the bed.
“Got some real shit I’m dealing with and since you didn’t want to take no for an answer I fucked you so that you’d get a clue,” I reply still angry.
“Fuck that, when it’s all done tonight bring me with you and I’ll talk with your girlfriend about getting you to calm down,” Vicki tells me relaxing on my couch.
I explain to her what that I need her to help Kori when she gets here and make sure she looks like she belong. Vicki agrees and asks how tough Kori is, I tell her to keep an eye on her the whole night if Vicki wants to come back here. I flip on the TV and we relax till I hear a car pulling up, I motion for Vicki to wait as I head down to greet the girls. About the time I get to the garage I can see that everyone had a great time and probably spent more money than they needed to. I help out grabbing bags and watch as Kori gets to my room before I do.
“Wait a minute, who are you,” I hear Vicki say as I drop Kori’s bags inside the door.
“I’m his girlfriend,” Kori tells her smiling,” Baby look at me.”
I stop and let Kori take hold of my head, she looks me in the eyes and I can tell she’s trying to read me. I watch as she softens for a bit then get her resolve. Kori lets my head go and closes the door.
“So it’s that bad baby,” Kori says starting to go through her new clothing.
“Yeah, and people want me to lead the charge,” I tell Kori sitting down on the couch.
“Okay first off YOU’RE his girlfriend? What the hell does that make Imelda,” Vicki asks a little stunned.
“Oh that would make Imelda his girlfriend too. We all bring something different to the relationship and he keeps us all very satisfied,” Kori says smiling lightly.
I let the girls go over what to wear and Kori even let’s Vicki wear a few items. I watch as they grab a makeup kit and head down to the bathroom to continue the process. Abigail and Bethany both head out of their rooms and watch the other girls as they pass by. I grab my phone and text Carlos and tell him that we’re going to meet up at his home at six thirty and to not leave until I get there; I shoot Imelda a message saying I need her to keep everyone there and tell her what I told Carlos. I get confirmation from both of them and put my phone back in my pocket. I wait and soon enough the girls head back in all ready to leave, Vicki is still has her jean shorts and a tank top on but Kori grabs my full attention, tight hip hugging shorts with a thong coming out the top and a mesh tank top that I can see her bra underneath.
“Okay, I’m gonna die. I’ve seen it all and I can die happy,” I tell the girls.
“Heel’s or boots honey,” Kori asks sitting on the bed.
“Boot’s baby, might need to move quickly tonight,” I tell her getting my coat on.
It doesn’t take long for Mark to get back and I watch as he doesn’t even pull into the garage, just turns the car around so we can leave quickly. Both girls follow me down and I point Kori to take Vicki and get in Mark’s car. I hop on my bike in the garage and lead the way down to Carlos’s house.
The ride is fast and easy as we pull up getting Mark some attention to his muscle car from the boys. Imelda sees Vicki and shakes her head but she’s smiling and that’s good enough for me. I shake hands with Carlos and get everyone’s attention.
“Imelda and I lead on the bikes, Carlos your car in front and Hector is in back with his, Mark keep the girls in the middle. Two rules tonight, one we keep watch on the girls which means guard duty for the boys and two nobody goes after Blaze unless I do first,” I tell my assembled crew,” Am I fucking understood?”
I get a few ‘yes sirs’ and more nods in agreement when I see unexpected guests, Romeo and Marta. They start talking to Carlos who is defiantly giving them the ‘not going to happen’ speech. I watch Marta break away from Carlos and head straight towards me.
“We are coming with you,” Marta tells me.
I can see the bruise on her face has gone down in size but the color still looks off. Romeo looks still looks like he lost a fight with a rabid cat and can’t even stand up straight after the kicking he got.
“Marta you’re not coming and neither is he,” I tell her pointing at Romeo,” there’s no room and you both need to heal up.”
“I’ll be fine, good initiation as any,” Romeo says holding his ribs.
“Your call hermano,” Carlos says to me.
I shake my head no and get my helmet back on, Marta and Romeo stand back from the curb as my ‘convoy’ heads out. It’s an interesting drive down to the airfield; we get there about seven and can see that pretty much everyone is here. I pull into an open area and watch as Imelda and her boys pull up to my left while Mark and the girls come up on my right. Everyone clears out of the cars and I nod to Smitty and his father when they see Vicki getting out of the car. Smitty waves me over and I motion to Kori to come with me.
“You bring my baby girl in a car and show up like you are looking for some action,” the Old Man tells me,” You looking for trouble because a one on one fight is fine but gang warfare isn’t allowed.”
“Yeah well someone decided to go after family,” I tell them nodding in Carlos’s direction,” They want blood but I’m holding back the dogs till I get it confirmed who it was that messed up his sister and her boyfriend.”
“Rule still stands kid,” Smitty says crossing his arms.
“I know that and I’m not going to shit in your yard,” I tell Smitty and the Old Man respectfully,” but since I’m here, let me introduce you to my girl.”
I go through the introductions and Kori starts looking around at some of the vehicles and I follow her just keeping tabs. Imelda groups up with us still wearing her racing pants and jean jacket and I give Kori the full tour watching her get some stare from guys and a few girls. We get back to Carlos and the boys and chill out as a few races get going.
A couple hours in and Kori is having a good time dancing and socializing with various people. Carlos dances with her a little but laughs when she slaps his ass. I’m glad she’s having a good time but Hector is stewing the whole time and even Imelda is watching him a little. Mark has only left his car alone long enough to see a few other cars and talk to women about his car.
“Blaze is here,” Imelda tell me breaking the mood.
I watch Carlos and all his crew start to get ready for a fight and decide to be the one to do something stupid and head over to greet him. After a few feet I catch that Carlos is with me but the rest of his crew are hanging back. Blaze’s boys see me coming and try to stop me when Blaze pushes past them and takes his ‘leader’ position in front.
“So you actually showed up knowing I was gonna get mine from you and your girls tonight,” Blaze says smugly.
“Apparently you couldn’t wait for tonight could you Blaze,” I tell him with no humor in my voice.
“What the fuck you talking about,” Blaze asks dropping his tone.
“Maybe I’m talking about you threatening me and my girl’s family yesterday. Then someone decides to ambush Carlos’s sister and her boyfriend,” I tell him letting the details sink in,” It really took about five to six guys to take down one skinny Latino nerd and his girlfriend.”
“Wait you saying I did that shit? Fuck you boy I don’t need to talk explain shit to you,” Blaze says getting angry,” Now are you here to fucking put money down or not cause I got a money to make tonight.”
I watch Carlos start to move forward but I put my arm in front of him keeping him from rushing forward. Blaze backs up a little and I watch his boys start to push forward. We both keep our perspective sides where they are and I back up a few steps before turning away and heading back to our vehicles. I get back to my bike and see Mark’s car is missing. I look around and notice the boys are pointing to one of the starting areas. I get over to see Mark’s Challenger on the starting line with a BMW next to it; Imelda and Kori notice me and make their way over as the race starts. It’s over before it began, the Challenger was good but the BMW took Mark and is back and parked by the time Mark gets back.
“What happened man,” I ask Mark as he pulls up.
“I lost money, I thought I could take him,” Mark says disappointed.
I watch him sit with his car and sulk in his loss. Money changes hands no problem but it’s only an hour before I catch Blaze heading over in our direction. Hector and the boys start moving to intercept and I get in front to meet Blaze again tonight.
“Hey bike bitch, I got a fight for you,” Blaze says smiling,” my brother is a better fighter than I am and I say he can take you for a grand.”
I shake my head and see the girls taking notice along with Mark. The problem I’m having now is I don’t have the money and don’t want to fight.
“How about your bike for my bike in the fight,” I propose getting Blaze’s attention.
I watch him start talking when I see my first big problem for the night, Blaze’s little brother. I remember him from when I stopped by Abigail’s school and the bigger problem, his girlfriend Bethany. I watch Bethany and her boyfriend head to the front with Blaze and she sees me.
“Guy what the hell are you doing here,” Bethany asks surprised.
“I’m about to beat the crap out of your boyfriend cause his brother wants me to fuck him up like I did him a couple weeks ago,” I reply to Bethany while staring down Blaze.
“Wait I’m fighting who,” Bethany’s boyfriend asks.
“Me, only this time I’m not in the mood to play with my food,” I tell Bethany’s boyfriend before turning back to Blaze,” Now are you ready to put your bike up against mine in a fight or not.”
“You only want my bike because your boy over there can’t race his car worth shit,” Blaze says pointing out Mark.
“Well at least he pays his shit and doesn’t let his mouth write a check that his ass can’t cash,” I tell Blaze smiling,” and I don’t ask anyone else to fight for me. Besides, I figure taking that bike of yours and giving to Carlos and his family will be a nice get well present after that shit that ‘allegedly’ had nothing to do with you.”
“Bro I ain’t fighting someone just so you can win a bet,” I watch Blaze’s little brother say backing off.
Blaze starts to lose his cool and takes his crew away from the situation to talk about it I guess. I pull out my phone and tell Bethany to get her boyfriend to stand down or I will hurt him. I don’t see her anywhere but when I turn around I watch Mark talking to her by his car.
“What do you mean we’re going home now, I’m not Abigail and I don’t need you to babysit me,” Bethany tells Mark angrily.
“Mom and Dad would flip if they knew you were out here,” Mark says being too overprotective.
I break the two of them up and point Bethany back to her boyfriend. Once she’s away I get in Mark’s face.
“Man, you are not her older brother here, you are my back up and I need you to understand that those guys in the leather will not let shit go down like what you’re worried about,” I tell him trying to reassure his mind,” Now you want to make a presence, stand next to me and when Blaze comes back and he wants money back me up cause I’ll win.”
I see Mark nod and watch as he pulls off his polo shirt to show his six foot three inch wall of muscle physique. I nod to him and move back to Blaze calling over the biker from the first time who moves over to hear the bet and contest.
“Well Blaze, I ain’t got all night,” I tell Blaze smiling.
Blaze finally notices me then turns his attention to Mark who I think is either burning hole in his little brother or Bethany I’m not sure which. They continue the conference and I’m getting bored.
“Are you gonna run your mouth with your boys all night Blaze cause I have girls to get back to,” I ask smiling,” You remember what it was like having girls around right? You know after you win a race or a fight.”
Blaze shakes his head and I can see Bethany on her boyfriend’s arm. I watch as Blaze takes his crew and heads back to his truck minus his brother and Bethany. I shrug to the biker who shakes his head and goes back to the Old Man. Bethany starts to walk away with her boyfriend looking back a little embarrassed.
“Hey, why are you two leaving,” I ask Bethany’s boyfriend.
“Don’t fuck with me man I’m not in the mood,” I hear him say.
I cut around in front of them and hold my hands up for them to stop which they do but Bethany’s boyfriend start to get a fighting stance. I can see he’s ready to throw fists but when I extend my hand he pauses.
“I know he’s your brother and all but he’s also a showoff and an ass. You can leave with him or you can show Bethany a good time and hang out with Carlos and his crew,” I tell him still offering the hand.
I can see he’s puzzled but he takes my hand and we shake before I lead him back to the rest of the crew. I find out his name is Tyrell during the introductions and I can see Hector is sizing him up but Imelda sees it too and pulls him aside to calm shit down. After another hour I watch Imelda finally get challenged to a race which she wins pulling down another grand for herself and the mood is really looking good for the night when Carlos pulls me aside to talk.
“Hey, we going to take Blaze’s little brother back and kick the shit out of him,” Carlos asks quietly.
“No, we’re going to treat him well and show him that we’re good people to be around. Then we send him back to his brother with the thought that his brother could have been the one to beat up Marta and Romeo. Either I’ll get the truth from Tyrell or Blaze will come at us just for turning his brother on him,” I tell Carlos who starts smiling.
“Man you are either crazy or smart as hell,” Carlos says patting me on the shoulder.
I shrug and let him get back to the boys. I get waved over by the Old Man and head over on my own. He’s got a bunch of bikers around him and is sitting on his own bike when I get there.
“Are you busy kid or can you spare sometime to help me out with someone,” the Old Man asks.
“I can help depending on what you need me to do,” I reply.
“Well one of the guys who lost tonight is wanting out of his bet cause he claims he was cheated, sound familiar,” the Old Man starts in,” problem is Union doesn’t go after people when they owe other’s money, we’ll help out but we don’t get involved even though we were asked. Get the money back and I’ll even let Vicki have free reign around you.”
I can tell I’m being sized up for something but nod in agreement anyway before finding out it’s one of the Asian drivers, some techno pop kid with neon lights and no metal in his car. I head back and grab Mark and a couple of the guys including Hector before heading to where his car is. I find it and him parked in the back making out with an Asian girl who looks like she’s either had plastic surgery for her tits or is really lucky in the genetic lottery.
“Mark get the door I need to speak with the guy, Hector don’t let the girl go running off and screaming,” I tell the guys.
I watch Mark wrench the door open to the car and pull the little Asian guy out before slamming him back first against the car, Hector on the other hand opens the car door and playing gentleman. I approach the little Asian guy and make sure he’s paying attention to me by turning his head to face me with my hand.
“Hi, you don’t know me but I’ve been sent to find you. Apparently you are in default on your racing debt and people are becoming very upset with your lack of payment. Now I understand that you feel cheated and I really want you to know that while I sympathize with your situation I must insist that if you have any money on you to pay the debt of two grand you hand it over to me right now or I must have my friend here take it out on you and your car in trade,” I tell him calmly so he can understand me.
“They fucking cheated me, I ain’t gonna pay and the Union doesn’t do this,” I hear him say.
I watch as Mark does probably the smartest thing I’ve ever seen him do as he takes his fist and smashes it through the driver side window without a scratch. Hector and his boy’s jump a little and I must say I’m surprised at the initiative myself but I regain my composure and put the attention back on me.
“Now that was a basic example of what my friend here is capable of, now I am going to ask you again, where is the money you bet with for tonight,” I ask keeping my calm.
“I have his money,” I hear the girl say from the other side of the car,” He told me that if I held it he wouldn’t have to pay it.”
The girl walks over to me and hands me a wad of cash and I pocket it before telling Mark to let him go. I lead the group back and see the girl following us. I shake my head and smile as I break off from the group and head back to the Old Man and hand him the money which gets me a smile and a pat on the back. I can see the other bikers nodding and talking in approval as I head back to my own people. It hits eleven at night and I feel done with the whole thing and rally the group to head out. Bethany and Tyrell head to his car but not before I get a ‘thank you’ from Bethany and I notice as I’m putting on my helmet that the not so little Asian girl is sitting in his front seat. I chuckle and we head off back to Carlos’s place.
I drop the boys off with their cars and tell Carlos that it’ll be a few days but I’ll make sure we see some real results before heading off with Imelda and Mark back home. The ride is quiet and I get a chance to think about Tyrell and Bethany and decide to tell Mark to not go after his sister for getting out and having a good time cause it’ll make him look like a hypocrite. Once back inside I can tell everyone is sleeping save for all of us quietly walking in. I watch as Mark leads the little Asian girl off to his room and I give him thumbs up as I follow three sizes of sexy ass to my room. Once inside I close the door and watch as Imelda starts to sound proof the bottom crack of the door. I’m still angry from earlier and the girls can see it.
“Baby are you tired tonight,” Imelda asks stripping down.
“He’s not tired he’s angry,” Kori says following Imelda’s lead.
I watch the girls strip down, then get pulled over to the bed where the girls strip me down and I make out with Imelda as Kori starts giving me a slow blowjob. It’s a contrast with Imelda and I warring our moths while Kori is joined by Vicki working my cock slowly. I get pulled onto the bed by Imelda who is taking the initiative by lining up my cock with her pussy and pulling me inside her. I rock back and forth inside Imelda in slow strokes, I try to lie down on top of Imelda but Kori helps me sit up on my knees and I watch as she starts rubbing Imelda’s clit. I speed up a little and try to enjoy the sensation of Imelda’s pussy, it’s a tight and familiar feeling but with Kori making sure she cums quickly I don’t think I’ll be inside Imelda for long.
I watch Vicki and Kori start kissing and groping Imelda’s body with Kori still working over her clit while I keep my good rhythm in and out of her pussy. I’m still angry and want to go faster but Kori takes my hip with her hand and reset my pace to steady and winks at me. I feel Imelda clamping up and finally I watch as she starts moaning in her orgasm. Kori has me stop and I am still pent up as we move Imelda who is about to fall asleep in ‘happy post orgasm land’ to a side of the bed. I watch Vicki starts to kiss her way up my body but Kori has a different idea as she grabs Vicki by the hair and pulls her face to the bed pillows.
“Can’t you tell he’s angry, and you have to be such a selfish bitch,” Kori says smiling at me,” now I think we need to let him work it out what do you say.”
“Oh god I thought it was just him earlier but you encourage him,” Vicki says sounding a little worried.
“Did he fuck you earlier,” Kori asks stroking my cock to keep it hard.
“Yes he did, really hard too in my ass,” Vicki says sounding less concerned.
“Oh honey, I think I’m going to wait till morning cause I want you to cum in her tonight,” Kori purrs lining up my cock with Vicki’s pussy.
Earlier I didn’t even bother to use Vicki’s pussy but Kori is the one picking the hole as she kisses me before backing Vicki onto my cock. I take Vicki’s hips in my hands and start pounding hard into her pussy, Imelda got me started but I’m not sure I can keep myself from finishing as Kori stays kneeling beside me and starts licking my ear. I’m still angry from earlier but Kori and Vicki are making a convincing argument to feel a bit happier with my situation. I keep up my fast pace pounding Vicki’s pussy and I’m listening to two women moan, Kori and Vicki, I look to Kori for a second and see that while she’s got one hand on my back the other is playing with her own pussy. I nod to Kori and stare at Vicki getting a wicked grin on my face and Kori moves down on her side next Vicki on her hands and knees before taking her and starting to rub Vicki’s pussy. The double attention gets Vicki moaning louder and I can hear her biting the blanket on the bed as I keep the fast pace.
“Oh Jesus… I’m gonna cum… don’t stop please,” Vicki says as she starts to hit her orgasm.
I slam in to Vicki one last time and watch her grind back on me before collapsing forward and enjoying her afterglow from the orgasm. Kori lies on her side of the bed smiling then looks at my cock still hard and starts backing up the bed.
“I said I can wait until morning baby,” Kori says pouting a little.
“And maybe I need my girl to calm me the fuck down before I haul off and do something really dangerous,” I say smiling as I crawl up Kori’s body and slide into her pussy.
Kori is always soft and warm when I get inside of her and now is no exception and while I’m really pent up and still a little angry she is just too soft to be rough on. I start bucking my hips against Kori’s in slow but long thrusts, as soft as she is Kori is giving it back by pushing against me and breathing is short shallow breaths. I was close when I was fucking Vicki but so was Kori when she was helping and while I’d love to last through Kori’s orgasm I get that tingle and groan as I slam my cock into her pussy and feel like I’m gonna melt as I shoot my load into her pussy. Kori latches onto me as I cum and digs her nails into my back and bites my neck lightly as she hits her orgasm.
The four of us lay there in our post orgasm bliss as I roll of Kori and cuddle in next to her, I feel Imelda curl up behind me and when I hear a quiet snoring we all look over at Vicki who is lying on her chest doing the snoring. The three of us chuckle and drift off to sleep.
The next few days come and go uneventfully with Kori and Imelda bonding after Vicki and Mark’s Asian date get taken home on Sunday morning. I enjoy the peace that the days bring and even get Carlos and his crew to understand my tactics as I pester Bethany about her boyfriend Tyrell and what he knows about his brother. I don’t get much information but I do find out that Tyrell and Blaze aren’t getting along since I dropped the information that his brother gang beat a couple of kids from his school. Abigail and Carlos make it a point to be seen out together a couple times and on Wednesday things get more active as there is a public fair that the whole ‘community’ is encouraged to come to and attend. I find out it’s not just the upper crust and that Mr. Delauter makes it a point to attend every year and actually be a part of the community.
It’s about eleven in the morning that Wednesday and all of the girls are still getting ready while Mark Jr., Mr. Delauter and I sit ready and waiting in the TV room. When the girls are finally ready and down stairs we all get to comment on the very attractive ladies around us. Loretta is wearing a light weight blue dress, while Abigail and Bethany are wearing sundresses, pink and yellow respectively. Only one not wearing a dress is Kori and even then she has a skirt on with tight leggings underneath. We get into the garage and aside from Mark in his car and Kori and I on my bike we all head out to the fair grounds.
Apparently they treat a fair here like field day cause I see people from all walks of life moving around and having a generally good time. Carnival rides, games and carnie food are just the starters. Animals, school groups begging for money and support along with standard charities, and the merchants galore hocking trinkets all over the place. The family splits off after Mr. Delauter hands out cash and makes sure everyone has his or her phone.
“Okay baby, where do we go first,” I ask Kori following her lead.
“I wanna ride a horse,” Kori says smiling,” first let’s get you covered in sun block.”
I get gooed up with the sun block and immediately get dragged over to a couple large sheds that have been converted into barns for animals. Kori enjoys the petting zoo and feeding the cute animals and I just sit back and watch her enjoy her time. After a horse lesson and me standing in the shade for a half an hour Kori gets done with her horse ride and we decide to head out for food.
We get some real food from a chili table and Kori grabs some lemonade before we head off and sit in a shaded area to relax and enjoy our meal. We get done and find Carlos and Abigail walking in our area and decide to team up.
“Hey Carlos, good to see you out man,” I say holding my hand out.
“Not so good man. You still haven’t handled Blaze yet and now I’m looking like a fool with my boys and my cousin is telling me I need to listen to you,” Carlos says showing a lot of anger.
“Hey, I said I’d get information and I will but we have not real target and just saying it was him doesn’t cut it for me,” I reply getting angry.
I can tell Carlos wants to call me out about it but Abigail gets his attention and pulls him away to do something else. Kori leads me towards some games so I can ‘win’ her a prize. We continue to relax and I see more of the people from Carlos’s crew and the races around the grounds. I chat with some of the union guys and find out Smitty is doing drawn on tattoos for kids with his father and Vicki. I swing by and say hi Kori and Vicki talk a little bit while the Old Man pulls me aside.
“So my granddaughter says you’re a pretty decent guy, Guy,” the Old Man says smiling at his joke,” and I know she’s a big girl so you’re clear with me and my boy but this fighting needs to stay either controlled or it ends fast. I know he’s an asshole but Blaze has been around for a couple years along with Carlos’s crew which he inherited from his uncle. You’re a cinderblock getting dumped into a duck pond and I don’t like all the noise.”
“I’m not trying to start trouble sir but if it’s not at the races it’s up to the rest of us to handle business,” I reply choosing my words carefully,” people’s family got mixed up in this and that can’t be let go. I hope you understand I just want the person who started it to pay up, after that it’s over and we all move on.”
I see Smitty nod in agreement with me and the Old Man lets me have this one. I get back to Kori who tells me she wants a tattoo now, I’d love for her to get one but it took weeks for mine to get done right and her and I only have over a week left before I get back home. We continue looking around and I lose some money at the games as I attempt to win Kori a prize. I get a text from Bethany that she needs to see me at the rides. I grab Kori and we both head over to find her and Tyrell talking.
“Hey Tyrell, you doing okay,” I ask as we walk up.
“Nah man, I’ve been trying to talk to my brother about coming clean but he says he didn’t do shit. Now my family is all looking at him like he’s a criminal,” Tyrell tells me visibly upset.
“I don’t know man, I say let it go and see what happens then. Let’s see if you can win something for Bethany cause I can’t win shit for Kori,” I tell him changing the subject.
We continue to hang out and I get to see Blaze in a different light, somewhat. Apparently he’s always been an ass but him and Tyrell having different mothers can do that. Their father isn’t a deadbeat but he’s not around much either. I don’t push more than that in case I have to get Tyrell to do something big for me.
After several hours outside it’s only four in the afternoon and I’m feeling pretty good and not sunburned thank god. I’ve met up with a couple different people from the races but mostly end up following Kori around and letting her have free reign. Our happiness unfortunately ends when she spots Blaze and Hector about to beat the shit out of each other. I hand her my coat and try to cover ground to stop it before it starts. I get about fifteen feet away when Blaze takes the first swing and almost connects when Hector ducks and brings a right cross straight to Blaze’s jaw. Blaze is reeling and I finally get in-between them and can see Hector back is holding back but Blaze is looking for blood.
“Stand back bitch I’m gonna fuck his brown ass up,” Blaze yells ending all subtlety in the area.
“Ain’t so easy when someone sees you coming Blaze,” Hector yells back.
I watch Carlos and the boys back up Hector but Blaze has his boys and it’s looking like war when I voice booms over everyone.
“BRIAN, what the hell are you doing starting a fight here,” a short round black woman says getting in between everyone.
“I’m tired of people talking shit about me and sayin’ I did shit I never did,” Blaze aka Brian says loudly at the woman.
I have never seen a guy get slapped by his mom before but the sheer force his mother hits him with causes quiet among even Carlos’s crew. I leave Blaze to his mom and get in Hector’s face.
“He swung first, I get it. You’re pissed about what happened to Romeo and Marta. Now back down,” I tell him keeping calm and serious.
“Alright man, I only defended myself. More than Romeo got to do,” Hector says holding his hands up and backing away.
The whole thing disperses before any authority even shows up and I get a notice from Loretta that we’re getting together for some family time. Sadly when I get there Abigail and Bethany are almost to blows considering their boyfriends are on either side of a war. I watch their boyfriends who are civil with each other calm them down but Loretta and Mr. Delauter are both staring at me.
“Okay Guy, what is going on? I keep hearing about how you’re handling something for Carlos but now people are fighting and I see you telling people that they need to leave it alone,” Loretta asks me pulling me aside.
“I’m just trying to make sure people who mess with family get what they deserve,” I reply being very serious.
“You’re my son and I don’t think God wants you to be someone who punishes people just because they are able,” Loretta says to me trying to take the high road.
“Why not, someone has to and if you haven’t noticed when I got wronged I stood up and did something and guess what, my shit turned out just fine,” I tell Loretta getting angry.
“Honey you’re a good boy, I love you and know that you don’t mean that,” Loretta tells me trying to appeal to my good nature,” Someone died with what happened to you, you don’t want to see people die just because it makes things better.”
“Apparently you don’t know me. I’m not a good boy, MOM. I’m barely a nice guy, I do bad things to bad people and guess what,” I tell Loretta keeping my rage held in,” I am loved for it.”
Mark Jr. is the first person to back me off and I can see everyone except Kori staring at me with wide eyes and shocked expressions. I didn’t make Loretta cry but she definitely sees why I was the way I was when I arrived. Mr. Delauter asks me to step aside and talk to him privately and I can see where this is going.
“I thought we had a deal,” Mr. Delauter says plainly.
“We do. And I’ve been nice but don’t talk down to me just because I’m younger than you. And it’s true, while I’ve been down here I’ve lost sight of who I am and how I handle shit,” I tell him plainly,” Now I will still be respectful cause she earned that but I will not be told who I am by her or you.”
“So what are you going to do about your mother,” Mr. Delauter asks,” If this deal we made still stands then you need to make some peace.”
“Fine, I’ll tell her the same thing again,” I start in,” Politely, but don’t think for one single second I’m going to change the message.”
I decide I need to cool off and I see Kori following me as I head to my bike. She hands me my coat and says to be back in one hour. As soon as I’m on the bike I and off I see a second bike coming up on me in my rearview. It’s Smitty coming up on me with his bike, I just ride around till he waves me over to the side of the road.
“So you normally talk to your family like that,” Smitty asks questioning.
“Honestly I didn’t know them before almost five weeks ago and people are telling me who they think I am,” I reply annoyed,” It’s just pissing me off.”
“You know why my Dad gave you that patch,” Smitty asks me.
“Cause I throw down,” I reply quickly.
“You threw down but you knew what you were going to do. You didn’t rush, you let Blaze come at you and you fucked him up for the mistake,” Smitty tells me,” Now why aren’t you doing shit now?”
“Cause nobody has made a move cause I’m holding everyone back,” I reply more annoyed,” I should just let them go at it and see who’s left standing at the end.”
“You’re call, but taking shit out on family isn’t how men handle their business,” Smitty says solemnly,” Ride on but head back and don’t let this family you got here live with the shit you drop on their doorstep.”
“Fine, but what about Blaze and everyone else,” I ask him looking for insight,” What would you do?”
“Well either someone is lying or someone is trying to start a fight. Either way it gets figured out or you leave and they settle it after you’re gone,” Smitty says starting up his bike.
I watch him leave and send a text to Kori asking her to have Loretta wait for me by the chili tables. I get back with fifteen minutes to spare and beeline it over to Loretta and find her sitting alone.
“Are you okay,” Loretta asks me concerned.
“I’m calmer now but I’m not okay,” I reply sitting down,” I’m not some white knight; I’m not a good person. I have been trying to figure out why we’re at such odds considering I don’t feel anything when we’re trying to be a mother and son. I finally learned what the problem is, you don’t know me. I’ve been nice and polite, I’ve listened to all your stuff about change and you really have. You’re kind and nurturing to the girls and you’ve tried to be that with me and I appreciate everything. But I’m not what you want me to be and I never will be. I won’t come down here again until we can talk about it and you learn to accept that I don’t like hiding who I am just because it makes people nervous. I can tell you who it never made nervous, Dad and everyone else who was there with me when all my crap started.”
“I wasn’t there for too long and I understand that, but you can be someone different,” Loretta says pleading,” You don’t have to be some angel but you don’t have to be a vigilante either.”
We sit quietly but I already know it’s going to be more than a few months before I can talk to her and have her understand me. I lost sight of how I handle my problems and I realize that when I get back I need to really take control of whatever it is Katy is working on.
“Can we at least agree on one thing,” Loretta asks,” You’ve had some fun down here and you don’t hate me like you used to.”
I can’t argue the point, I hated what she was but now it’s different. I know she wants something from me but I’m not giving her any false hope. I nod simply to answer the question and see Loretta smile a little at the thought. We rejoin everyone else and Kori checks my face before telling everyone it will be okay. Her doing it however gets a question from Bethany.
“How do you know if he’s okay or if something is wrong just by looking at him,” Bethany asks confused.
“I love him; I love the bad and the nice. I can see right inside his head cause he loves me,” Kori says like its basic math.
We resume our fun and even listen to some local music which Kori likes but I’m not a fan of anything with twang in it so I let her sit back and enjoy. Mr. Delauter calls it a wrap at about seven in the evening, we all head back to our vehicles except for Bethany and Abigail who ask if they can stay with their perspective boyfriends. They get approval but are told that they have to be home before it gets too late. The ride home with Kori is nice and once home my girl has only bedroom on her mind as I get led away to my room.
Once the door is closed Kori kisses me and backs me up till we get to the bed then lays me down not letting her mouth off mine the whole way. We strip out of our clothes and I watch as she turns her whole body around and puts her slit right in my face. I’m a lot better than I was earlier but having Kori’s mouth on my cock makes me hungry and I dive in like an animal lashing at her pussy hole and clit with my tongue. The fierceness of my tongue gets a reaction but it doesn’t stop Kori from bobbing her mouth up and down on my cock as quickly as she can. I’m moaning into her pussy as I work it over and she’s moaning on my cock as she does her business when I feel her start to shift. I watch her turn her entire body around and without any hesitation slides her pussy onto my cock.
Kori gasps and I moan at the feeling, something about her is different tonight and I try to say something only to have her cover my mouth with her hand and ‘shush’ me. I watch her body as she sits upright riding my cock cowgirl style, Kori’s big breast bouncing with the long strokes she’s taking. It’s sweet and not slow as she takes her time working my cock over but I’m looking for more. I let Kori rise up till only the last inch is inside her then slam the whole length of my cock up inside her pussy surprising her. Even with no lights on in the room I can see Kori’s eye go wide, I take my hands and hold her hips in place and start fucking her hard and fast from beneath. The slapping of my hips hitting hers fills the room and I can hear her making a gasping noise as I take no prisoners on her pussy. Suddenly I feel liquid spray up my stomach and Kori slams her entire body down onto mine rubbing our chest together and trying to suffocate me with her mouth. I made her cum so hard she squirted and the thought alone pushes me to grind in her pussy which makes Kori bite my lip as I feel that tingle and flood her pussy with my semen. We lay there for an unknown amount of time grinding together and in pure bliss. When Kori finally decides to move it’s for a total of five inches onto my right side and my cock falls from her pussy spent.
“If you did that every time I’d go insane,” Kori whispers with a smile in her voice.
“Just didn’t want to keep my girl waiting,” I reply kissing her forehead.
“Loretta wants you to come back next summer,” Kori says breaking the mood.
“No she doesn’t, she wants the little boy she lost to come down here again,” I tell her quietly.
“Okay, well maybe we consider it or we do what Imelda was telling me about and go to college down here and have her help,” Kori says trying to plead the case,” I know you don’t love her but that doesn’t mean you can’t try to learn. You learned to love me right and I’m so much worse than she was.”
“Oh that is some guilt trip bullshit,” I tell Kori and when I look at her face I can see her smiling,” you and Loretta are nothing alike in my mind. But Imelda is down here and maybe I’ll consider it as an escape route for us in the future.”
“No escape routes, we need a good future baby,” Kori says keeping my gaze with her hand,” and if she’ll provide it for the chance to get to know who you really are then I’m telling you that you will let her.”
With my girl telling me I need to consider my options for the future even though I’m just becoming a junior in high school. I shake it off and see the sun hasn’t even set yet but after walking around and making my woman remember why she’s with me I drift off to sleep.
I get woken up by my cellphone going off in my jean pocket. I see Kori on her side sleeping soundly and quietly get up and check the message. It’s a text from an unknown number saying ‘Hey man, you awake’. I check the clock and see it’s eleven at night, I reply with who is this. I get ‘Hector, I got your number from Imelda, I need to meet up with you, it’s important’. I get the details and punch the location into my phone before telling him I’ll be in a while. I get dressed quietly in a black t-shirt and my jeans, boots and hooded jacket.
Nobody is awake as I head out of the garage on my bike and get on my way down the road before anyone could wake up. The ride is quiet and I wonder what the hell Hector wants with me this late at night. He listened after he punched Blaze in the face but he might have got something new for me and anything is worth a quick trip to find out more about who did what. The address is a bowling alley of all things but it’s closed and I park my bike before looking around.
After waiting for ten minutes I hang my helmet on the bike and start pacing in the building parking lot trying to see where Hector is coming from. I shoot him another text asking where he is but I get no response and pocket my phone. Another five minutes and I start walking to the side of the building when I see Hector’s car sitting with the driver door open and Hector himself sitting on the ground next to a dumpster.
“Hector, that you man,” I ask walking up.
I get to ten feet and that’s when I see the blood in the light of the alley, it starts at about Hector’s waist and turns into a puddle on the ground. I see he’s got his hand clamping down on his side but he’s fading out of consciousness fast. I rush to Hector’s side and move him down onto the ground so he’s laying and use my hand to hold pressure on the wounds while hitting the autodial on my phone for 9-1-1.
“Hector I need you to stay awake, talk to me Hector,” I tell him trying to remain calm.
“He stabbed me…. Why did he stab me…,” Hector says delirious.
“Who stabbed you Hector, tell me who stabbed you,” I ask as hear the operator pick up,” Help me I have a friend and he’s been stabbed by the bowling alley off forty third.”
I can hear the operator tell me that units are already in route, why are they in route? I set my phone down and focus on Hector. His eyes are glazing over and I need to keep him awake like they do on the tv.
“Hector, who stabbed you, was it Blaze,” I ask desperately.
“No… Carlos… trusted him…,” is the last thing I hear Hector say before going limp.
Oh Christ he’s gonna die, he just passed out and he’s gonna die. That’s the only thing I have running through my head as I take one blood soaked hand and check to feel his pulse is weak but I’m guessing since I have no clue what I’m doing. I have Hector’s blood all over my hands and I’m kneeling in a pool of blood when the flashing lights give me some quick respite until I see they aren’t just paramedics, two police officers are pointing weapons at me and yelling for me to step away.
“He’s bleeding out, get someone over here now,” I yells freaking out.
The paramedics start doing their job and I back up just long enough to get tackled to the ground by one officer and my arms get wrenched behind my back and on go the cuffs. I can hear the second officer calling it in that there was a stabbing and they have a suspect in custody. Hector didn’t text me, he never got my number from Imelda. I’m stood up by the cop and my hood is pulled off my head as he takes my wallet and phone out of my pocket with my other small possessions. I get put in the back of a cop car and I realize I’m still covered in blood. I got set up, stabbed Hector and called the cops so I would be here when they showed up. I doesn’t matter about the blood on my hands now, I pray for jail. Jail would be safer for the son of a bitch who set me up. Carlos or Blaze, I don’t care who did what anymore. Not more game on, just game over.
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Anne is given as sacrifice to a giant tentacle monster.
Adventures of a very powerful young man and his friends.
If sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose, what does a good gosling get?
Another chapter for all of the people who have been enjoying the story. Sorry about taking so long to get it posted but I do have to take care of things in my life and can’t write full time yet. Enjoy the reading and please leave constructive feedback if you have any.
Sindee and I were sitting and enjoying the atmosphere of the Existence while we waited for Arthur to come back. The place was filled with a fascinatingly eclectic clientele. Though I didn’t recognize every type of being in that I saw, there were a few I did. Among those I knew were of course vampires and a few of the shape-shifters. There were a few other Mages; however we were definitely the minority among the patrons. There were also a few fallen among the patrons though they seemed to be relaxing like everyone else so there were no worries. For all that was going on in this place everyone seemed to be relaxed which I attributed to Arthur and his staff. This place is the truest Elysium I’d ever heard of let alone been in to.
We had just finished our meal when he came back to join us with a vampire in tow. The Vampire looked to have been in his mid to late fifties at the time he was turned. He had gray hair and dark eyes. He was dressed in a suit or a more modern cut, but the ring he was wearing had a distinct similarity to the seal on the letter. Arthur sat to the side of the table allowing the gentleman with him to sit across from Sindee and myself. The Vampire made a short half bow to us prior to sitting down, “My name is Alexander Angeletti; Arthur says you wish to speak with me about a,” he paused for a moment to think, “Misunderstanding, I believe that’s the right word?”
I nodded, “That is about as accurate as word as I can think of.” I reached inside my jacket and pulled out the letter placing on the table between us. “The incident describes within was not one I had sought out. I was visiting the Strip for the first time since I had just arrived in town. When I spotted the young woman and realized what she was, I grabbed a cab to get out of the area. She had tried to affect my mind to keep me there, however she was not successful. Somehow she managed to find me where I was staying and followed me there. She had tried to attack me in my sleep; it was luck or chance that I woke up when I did. In the ensuing fight I was forced to destroy her to defend myself. For me it ended there, I’m not here to hunt your people or to start a fight and wish to resolve things. Unfortunately someone else saw the fight and decided I was a threat to your people. I hadn’t opened the letter to read it at that point due to other things in my life I’d forgotten about it until someone came at me in daylight with the intent of killing me and mine. I won’t apologize for his loss as again I was defending my people. I opened the note and decided to look for information to meet someone of high enough status to find a way to end this without further bloodshed.”
Alexander picked up the note to read it, “I was aware of neither the two incidents you speak of, nor of this letter. I do however know this seal and I’ll handle this issue with the owner. As for any further issues between our houses; I will not allow anyone to seek retribution for the past and in the future I suggest we meet here before starting anything. While I know my people have the numbers, you have twice now survived attacks so you have certain skills that protect you. Maybe in the future we can find a way to benefit each other. If the individual continues to press the issue despite the warning he is going to receive, he forfeits any protection from us. Is this an acceptable agreement?”
I looked over at Sindee and she nodded, “More than acceptable. Perhaps we can work together is our interest ever coincide in the future. Thank you.”
Arthur as well as Alexander looked pleased with the result of our conversation as they got up to leave the table. I looked over to Sindee after they moved away, “That went better than I expected. I won’t say it’s over as he stated that he wasn’t guaranteeing the letter writers behavior. The good news is that if we are attacked again we can defend ourselves without fear of retribution from the entire clan.”
“I’m glad that your mind is at ease. Now why am I sitting here with my fiancé looking hot in this dress instead of out on the dance floor with his arms around me?” She smiled, grabbed my hand and dragged me out to the dance floor which I was all too happy to follow her on to. We spent the rest of the night dancing and having fun together. It was shortly before sunrise that the club even thinned out. It was around 9 am that we finally left and went to get breakfast before heading home. We finally got home and crawled into bed around 11:30. Both of us were unable to keep our eyes open and were out cold within seconds of our heads hitting the pillows.
I opened my eyes and knew immediately that I wasn’t awake; however what I was experiencing was no mere dream. I was standing in an open field, scrub grass and tumbleweed all around me. The moon was high and full, what has been called a harvest or hunter’s moon. The sky was filled with stars, but the constellations I’d known all my life weren’t there. That could mean far into the past or future or the possibility of an alternate plane or timeline all together. While I’ve had visions in the past, they usually weren’t this real to me, usually just a feeling or quick flash of something that guided my decisions like the one that brought me to Las Vegas and Sindee. I didn’t know where this field was, but it was a real landscape not just something created for the vision. I scanned the area around me and spotted two significant things. The first was a ruined cityscape in the distance; silhouettes of crumbled towers and destroyed houses standing visible against the starlit horizon. The second was the being standing between this city and where I stood. Who or what this figure was I didn’t know. I felt power radiating from them as well as a sense of malevolence. Power I was used to feeling, and this being radiated more than I could face on my own at this time. The feeling of evil was new to me, I’ve never been empathic and wasn’t sure how to interpret what was happening here. While facing this being it hit me that I’d seen the crumbled city before. I saw it in my seeking; this is what happened when the ascension war moved from the shadows into the prime material plane. I shifted my attention the figure across the way. I reached out to sense the mind using Magick and hit a wall stronger than any I had faced. The strange thing about the wall was it seen to have two separate signatures to the resonance. I switched tactics and cast Mage sight for the Spirit, Prime and Correspondence spheres. I chose those three in order to get specific information. The first thing I saw should have been the worst part of this situation, he had no Avatar yet his power was Primal Magick. This was disturbing because it meant that this being was what we called a Nephandi. Nephandi are the worst kind of mage and evil all rolled into one. A Nephandi is a Mage who chose to sacrifice their avatar to Infernal Beings for the pure greed of more power. While most mages fight with the goal of Ascension whether for themselves or all beings in the Tellurian the Nephandi aren’t interested in Ascension. They are trying to destroy the Tellurian which is the whole of reality. In the Ascension war while most are fighting for ascension or stasis the Nephandi fight for the Descent and fall of all existence. They have only one goal, to spread destruction and evil into the world. The only thing that saves them from being the worst thing that we have to face is that they suffer backlashes like any other mage. What made this being the worst I’ve ever seen is the plane his infernal benefactor came from. I had only heard the horror stories of the place as it actually wasn’t truly a normal place. It was Todash Space, better describes as the eternal darkness between planes, the space between spaces and only the greatest horrors of Cthulhian mythos dwelt there.
If I was to try and find this here and now I knew I was outmatched and outclassed in the Magick department. The Nephandi stared me down across the distance; I knew visions like this could be as deadly as the reality we lived in if it came to a fight in here. I had to get all the information I could from this before we started fighting or the vision ended. There was no ambient light from the cityscape, no lights at all that could be seen in the city. I pulled the Magick into a detection spell, spreading out using the Life and Mind Spheres to try and find out if there were any people left there. I was unable to find anyone but it could have been as simple as being too far away or counter magick from the figure. I tried one more thing, I used the Time sphere to locate when I was in this vision and that was the worst of the discoveries. This vision existed inside of a Mobius strip in whatever plane and timeline that had existed. This timeline had fractured and folded in upon itself.
That was the moment that all hell decided to break loose. The figure started to move toward me pulling a glowing sword as her did so. I drew magick into the time and life spheres to enhance my physical endurance and to alter the flow of time around me allowing me to move and more importantly perceive actions faster than normal. This saved my life right there as I managed to move out from under his blade as it sliced through my coat. For a change I didn’t lose any blood this time. As I wasn’t armed in the traditional sense I decided to attempt a rote I’d been working on, one inspired by Star Wars and some anime that I’d seen. I drew on the Forces and Prime sphere, using them to form the energy into a set of swords made of pure magick and charges with gravity, electricity and fire so that they would cause wounds that would heal human slow. Wounds caused by magick can be healed by magick like most other, but there are some types that even Mages have to heal normally or through extensive use of ritual magick that takes a lot of time. I came to my feet facing him with my weapons held at guard.
We started to circle each other, moving to keep the other in sight. You may wonder why neither of us was throwing spells all over the place and trying to rip each other apart with destructive magick. The short answer is that while spells alone are effective, combining them with more traditional combat makes counter spells less useful. I stepped in swinging low with my right hand trying to bisect his knee. His sword intercepted my swing as he reach forward with his left throwing a burst of electricity form forces. I managed to catch the burst on my left side blade, my arm burnt by the electricity flowing through me but less damage than I would have taken from it hitting me directly. I responded by bringing the right hand weapon slashing upward as a distraction while stabbing forward with my left. I got lucky as he caught right handed slash the left blade sunk into his shoulder. The smell of burning flesh filled the air with his scream. I felt a burst of Kinetic energy from him as I was thrown back across the landscape. I flung my arms wide in an attempt to keep my own weapons from cutting into me as I landed. As soon as I was down I accelerated myself to twice the speed I was moving for a moment, I was going to pay for this move for days. I charged the figure getting a friction burn on all exposed skin as I ran. He dropped into a guard position which is what I wanted him to do. I pulled on matter and the ground rose up around him forming a cage as I leapt, swinging both blades together at his neck. I was millimeters from him when the dream snapped and I was once again looking at my own ceiling. My arm was numb from the electrical burns and my entire body was screaming from the friction burn. Destruction was coming for this world and its harbinger wanted me dead before I could fight to stop it.
I tried to get out of bed, managing only to fall to the floor knocking a lamp over. The noise waking Sindee as I tried move into the bathroom, I tasted copper on my tongue. Sindee came around the bed and saw my abused body, “What happened to you?”
I swallowed a mouthful of blood before responding, “I was fighting with a Nephandi is a vision or sorts. It was more real than any vision I’d heard of. I know there are legends of Dreams where they are as real as the rest of reality and therefore just a dangerous.” I winced in pain, biting down tightly as she helped me to my feet. I stumbled into the bathroom with her support before continuing. “I don’t know who the being was, but they know me and wanted me gone before they put whatever plan they have into action. There is something or someone coming to town and they aren’t going to be friendly when they arrive.” I spit another mouthful of blood into the trashcan. I attempted to draw on magick to heal but wasn’t even able to focus enough numb the pain I was in.
Sindee grabbed a washcloth and wet it to wipe the sweat and little bit of blood from my face and body. She pulled on her own magick, managing to heal the electrical burns and the internal damage. “I was able to heal the more severe damage, but the burn to your skin is resisting the healing spells.”
I laughed at myself more than the situation, “I figured that would be the case as I did it to myself but moving too fast through air. There are more particles in the air than people realize and more so in a field of sand, scrub grass and tumbleweeds.” I gave as mischievous a smile that I could muster and jokingly continues, “Would you want to rub lotion on my burns Doctor Grey?” I’ll admit I wasn’t feeling up for anything other than healing but wanted to lighten the mood as I was feeling concerned about the coming dangers.
Sindee laughed then slapped my arm lightly, “You would think of sex with your dying breath.” I winced in pain from where the slap landed, “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Sindee dragged me to the bed making me lay down as she started to rub a lotion from her bag into my burns. Whatever she was using was great as it soothed the flesh quickly, not to mention how good her hands felt running all over my body. I was still going to be laid up for at least a few days before I was anywhere near back to normal.
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The third part of the V:SoDP series. After posting the 2nd part, I didn’t feel as much contend with it as I had felt with posting the first. Judging the rating, you guys didn’t either. Might rewrite it at some point. Anyway, I hope you guys will enjoy treading his chapter as much as I had writing it. As always feel free to leave suggestions and feedback in the comments.
My cousin Jolene comes to stay for the summer
Mom seduces her daughter’s teen fuck buddy to get to her daughter’s cunt.
Chris and Cassie love to explore each other’s sexuality. Now it’s time to discover The Ultimate Fantasy
Please read the earlier parts to get the full effects
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“Shouldn’t you get undressed first to do that?” asked Laura, trying to sound innocent.
Rachel and I opened our eyes. I was going to laugh but Rachel looked serious. I felt her taking a deep breath. “If we’re going to do this, let’s just do it,” she whispered to me. Now butterflies invaded my stomach. It was really going to happen. I got up in answer and held out a hand to her. She stood and moved in front of me. As I unzipped her dress, she looked at Laura and began the speech she had probably been rehearsing throughout dinner.
“Laura, we know things didn’t turn out as you expected this weekend. I’m sorry, we’re both sorry. We know you probably came here like us, without much in the way of pajamas because you were planning to be having sex all week. Now,” she took another deep breath before continuing. “It’s time for bed. Gary and I are going to sleep naked, and we are going to make love. Feel free to sleep however you want. You can watch us if you want, or turn away. We’re still going to have sex, either way. It won’t bother us if you watch. It won’t bother us if you masturbate in front of us. If watching bothers you, you can take a walk or wait in the bathroom.”
Laura looked shocked at Rachel’s words, but the shock wore off quickly. When I finished unzipping Rachel’s dress, I slid my hands under the material and pushed it off her shoulders. From the back, I noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra, only panties, under the dress. Laura’s look of shock turned to something else when my wife’s dress fell to the floor. I couldn’t figure out what because at that moment Rachel turned around, pressing her soft skin against me, and began undressing me. When a beautiful nearly naked woman starts undressing me, rational thought goes out the window. When it’s my wife, the most beautiful woman in the world, the woman I love more than anything else, all other thoughts fall by the wayside just like her clothes. I ran my hands over her bare back as she unbuttoned my polo shirt. When she grabbed the hem, I lifted my arms to allow her to remove the shirt. Tossing it aside, her eyes met mine with a grin as she sank to her knees. She deftly unbuckled my belt and undid my pants. She sensually slid her hands inside the sides of my pants, over my briefs, as she pushed my pants down. One of her hands slid around to the front to pass over my growing erection as the other pushed my pants to my ankles. I tried stepping out of them but they were caught on my feet.
Rachel realized my difficulty and left my hardon to use both hands to get me out of my pants. When she did, she grabbed me by the cheeks of my ass and pressed her face to my dick, kissing me through the cloth. I throbbed. It was then I remembered we had an audience. I looked up, away from Rachel’s face, to see Laura caressing one breast through her shirt. She had been intently watching what Rachel was doing so she didn’t notice I was now watching her.
Laura moved her other hand over her crotch and slid it back and forth, up and down her slit. I was doubly assaulted – by Rachel’s mouth trying to reach my dick through my underwear and by the sight of Laura playing with herself. My mind cleared when I felt Rachel’s fingers inside the waistband of the only piece of clothes I was still wearing. She was pulling down my underwear. The moment of truth – I was about to be completely naked in front of Laura. With scarcely a moment to think about it, I felt Rachel finish undressing me. My erection sprang free, announcing its presence to the world as it stuck out like a flagpole. Laura’s eyes widened a little. I saw her tongue stick out just a little and lick her lips. Her nipples were just barely noticeable beneath her soft cotton shirt and I could see her breathing had deepened.
Rachel licked the tip of my dick, tasting the precum gathering there. The touch of her tongue to my erection was like an electric current. I let out a moan, a moan that was echoed involuntarily by Laura. The silence now broken, Laura spoke softly.
“Is it good?” she asked.
“Oh, yesss,” Rachel answered, a strand of precum that had joined her lips to my cock breaking free as she moved her mouth to speak. She leaned forward, taking my shaft into her mouth. I had watched Rachel giving me a blowjob countless times. I was at that moment more interested in watching what Laura was doing. She was actively groping one of her breasts now. The other hand had been rubbing harder and harder against her pussy. Now she slid it under the waistband and into her pants, without even undoing the waistband. I couldn’t tell if her hand was inside or outside of her panties, but the expression on her face told me her fingers were rubbing her lips. At first I was shocked that Laura was touching herself in front of me. Then I realized that I was standing naked in front of her, getting a blowjob.
Rachel released my dick with a final kiss and stood. She looked at me but I was still in such a daze that it took me a moment to realize what she wanted.
“Oh, yeah,” I smiled, sinking to my knees. I found myself facing her pussy, the panties starting to show a wet spot between her legs. She was so beautiful, wearing only that one garment. I kissed her slit through her panties, inhaling the fragrance of her juices. Laura now all but forgotten, I turned my attention to the woman in front of me, the love of my life. I wanted nothing else at that moment other than to give her pleasure. With my lips still pressed against her pussy, I pulled her panties down. The elastic waistband moved across my lips like a rubber band, leaving my lips pressed against her dark brown bush. I could feel the texture of the fine curly hairs and I could smell her wetness. I tentatively pressed my tongue into her slit, parting her lips, as my hands finished pushing her skimpy panties down her legs. I felt her step out of them as I started licking up between her lips. She was wet, really wet. I wasn’t sure if it was because she wanted to be fucked so badly or because Laura was watching, but she really wanted it. I used my fingers now to part her lips fully so my tongue could push into her hole. The smell and taste of her juices was overwhelming. My thought at that point was that the juices flowing out of her were her gift to me, her love for me pouring out into my mouth.
I felt Rachel’s hands on my head. They weren’t pressing me harder against her. They were pulling up on me. I looked up, still feeling the curly hair against my face, and she breathily said, “I need you to fuck me. Now.” Her words were insistent and I certainly wasn’t going to deny her that pleasure. Or me.
I stood, but she was already moving onto the bed as I was standing. She slid backwards onto the bed until her head was on the pillow. She spread her legs for me as I crawled into position on top of her. Her hand was between her legs, guiding my dick to the place it knew so well. I moved lower, onto her body, as I felt my dick insert into her warm, moist channel. Our bodies were coming together at a point where they fit so perfectly. At this point, I didn’t care if we were being watched. There was only Rachel and I, joining together as one in this ultimate expression of love. The feeling of being next to her, inside her, as close as we could become, was the nicest thing in the world. This wasn’t having sex. This was making love. I looked into Rachel’s eyes, seeing my passion mirrored there. When a motion caught my eye, I looked over and saw something I was unprepared for.
Laura’s clothes were in a pile on the floor and she was leaning against the frame of the bathroom door. Her legs were spread a little and one hand was between her legs; the other hand held something I couldn’t see. I was seeing her naked for the first time. I loved Rachel, but I lusted for Laura. I can’t deny that. She was young, trim and blonde. She was very cute. She wasn’t someone I was in love with, but it was fun to look at her. She saw me watching her and smiled. She moved to the bed and settled into a spot right next to us. She put a pillow against the headboard with her left hand, then leaned back against it and spread her legs. At that moment I could finally see what she had been carrying in her right hand – the dildo I had found earlier in the bed. She was going to use it while she watched us. I was surprised, but curious. I had never even seen one before that day. Now I was going to watch a woman use one. Laura positioned it at her opening.
“Don’t you need some lubricant with that?” Rachel asked. She had apparently been watching Laura as well.
Laura smiled and turned slowly to regard us. “That’s not a problem. Watching you has made me wet enough.” She turned back to her pussy, pressing the plastic head against her lips and moved it around a little, wetting the tip. She reached down to a red knob at the base and twisted it. The dildo, or should I say the vibrator, began buzzing. As she pushed it up into her, her head lay back onto the pillow. She didn’t lift her head, but instead turned her head to look at us. It appeared that she was having as much fun as we were. Her hips began thrusting up, at about the same pace as ours. I could see that the dildo was glistening with her juices as it came out, before plunging back in. I was fascinated with watching the lifelike shaft penetrate her blonde-haired lips.
I felt Rachel’s hands caressing my ass and knew I should pay more attention to the woman I was making love to at the moment. She was smiling when I turned and focused on her.
“I thought you might have forgotten about me,” she said pleasantly.
“Not a chance. I was just looking. I know who I’m supposed to be inside of.”
“Good, don’t forget it.”
In answer, I began thrusting more vigorously, causing her to grunt on the in strokes. I wanted to last a long time, to really impress Laura with my stamina. Alas, it wasn’t to be. I could have handled the feeling of Rachel’s pussy around my dick. I could have even handled the sounds she was making in response to my dick. What I couldn’t take was having Laura there. The buzzing of her vibrator kept reminding me we were not alone. The novelty of being watched had a definite effect on me. Whenever I looked her way, I saw Laura’s blue eyes watching me intently. On top of that, she had such a sweet way of moaning as her own orgasm approached. And, I have to admit, a few thoughts of sexual contact with Laura did creep into my mind. As much as I love Rachel, I couldn’t keep thoughts of Laura away. All of this was just too much. Far sooner that I had hoped, I felt my dick throbbing. I was approaching the point of no return. I was planning to slow down my thrusting, maybe even change position for a while. Then, Laura gave a great moan. Rachel and I both looked her way. I saw her shove the vibrator deep inside her pussy and hold it there with her right hand while her left was a blur across her clit. Laura’s orgasm triggered mine and I was helpless to stop it. All I could do was thrust as deeply into Rachel as I could, and squirt. I reached underneath her and dug my fingernails into her ass cheeks as I came harder than I had in a long time. Maybe it was Laura being there. Maybe it was knowing Laura was cumming at the same time. Maybe it was watching Laura using her dildo. Whatever it was, it was good – for me. Rachel loves feeling me cum inside her, but it was too soon for her to cum. I was spent but she wasn’t quite there yet.
“Aww,” she said in desperation when she felt my spurts. She knew I was done. “I didn’t get to cum,” she continued, realizing she was the only one in the room who had been denied an orgasm. I was lying on top of her, our faces inches apart. We were both panting and I could feel the incredible wetness of her pussy surrounding my softening cock. At that moment, I longed for her to cum. I would do anything to make her feel what I had just enjoyed, what Laura and I had just enjoyed. Rachel looked at me. Maybe there was a twinkle in her eye, or it was the pleading in her voice, or maybe the guilt I felt for taking so much enjoyment from her body and not giving her as much. “Gary, please eat me.”
Ordinarily, I love to go down on Rachel. I love eating pussy. I love the taste, the smell, the sight of her pussy. I love looking up from between her legs and seeing the orgasm wash across her face as she plays with her tits. But now, with her pussy full of my sperm, I wasn’t so sure. What would it taste like? She had tasted my dick before, right after it came out of her pussy. She had to be tasting her own juices. Now she was asking me to taste my sperm as it leaked out of her. My wife was asking me to do the same. I should also taste her juices, but the thought of eating sperm was turning me off. Looking at Rachel, I could see the sexual frustration in her eyes. I hated letting her down like that, especially because thoughts of Laura made me cum so fast. There was only one thing I could do – one thing I had to do. I took a deep breath as I pulled my now soft dick out of her and positioned myself in front of her pussy.
I was getting excited again just by being so close to her open cunt. Then I saw the white remains of my ejaculation start to slip out between her lips. It’s mine, I told myself. If I expected her to taste it when she gave me a blowjob, the least I can do is taste a little of it myself. I looked up at her face, seeing anticipation. That did it. I loved my wife more than I feared tasting my own cum. I pressed my face into her wet lips. The scent was definitely her, but there was also a trace of sperm. I almost had to force myself, but I extended my tongue and made contact. I had kissed her a few times after I came in her mouth, after she had swallowed. That taste was here, in her pussy, where my dick had just been. I stopped thinking about sperm and concentrated on pussy. I focused on what I was doing for Rachel and moved my tongue against her most intimate parts. She instantly enjoyed my tongue running over her clit. She wasn’t that far from orgasm, in spite of the pause. I moved my tongue lower, between her slippery lips, to her opening. I could feel a lot of wetness coming out of there. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. The taste was definitely sperm, but flavored with her. It wasn’t as bad as I expected. I didn’t gag, and I didn’t choke. It was just a different taste. I knew what I was tasting but I wouldn’t let myself dwell on that. I was thinking about what I was doing for Rachel. I concentrated more on the feel of her pussy than the taste. She was moaning now and moving her hips. I felt pride at what I was doing for her. I was going to give her the orgasm she deserved – the one I had denied her. I slid my hands beneath her ass, tilting her pelvis up slightly. Each time my tongue moved up to her clit, I could look over her bush and see her face. The sight warmed my heart. She was starting to cum, enjoying herself totally. That encouraged me and I moved back lower with even more vigor. I really got into it. I could still detect my own flavor, but I was thinking of what I was doing for her.
Her legs clamped tightly around my head and she lifted her pelvis off the bed as she gave a loud, drawn out, moan. Her hands, which had been fondling her breasts, were now on the back of my head. She was out of control, in the throes of an orgasm – a big one – and she only wanted my mouth to press harder against her pussy. I kept up my ministrations, careful to keep up the stimulation so I could prolong her peak. In time, the hands that had been holding me tightly suddenly pushed me away. She could take no more for now. I moved away from between her legs and got a good look at her face. She was opening her eyes and looking down at me.
“Damn. That was good.” She took a deep breath, and then held her arms out to me. I moved over her and, lying fully on top of her, kissed her. I pressed my tongue into her mouth and she eagerly sucked it in. Then I realized what I must taste like, only she didn’t seem to mind tasting herself in my mouth. When our lips parted, I opened my eyes to see her smiling at me in a thoughtful way.
“You taste a little like sperm,” she said. I blushed at those words. “Don’t be embarrassed. I like it.”
Laura spoke next. I think we had both forgotten she was there. Rachel jumped a little at the sound of Laura’s voice. Laura spoke softly, almost reverently. “That was so awesome. Watching the two of you was hot. When Gary went down on you, after, I got so wet. That was so incredible, seeing him eat you out… after cumming in you.”
All three of us thought over what she had just said. It was definitely something new to all of us.
“Knowing what I must taste like made it all the more exciting,” Rachel added. She was looking at me, lovingly. “You did that for me. I didn’t realize what I was asking at the time. Now that I think about it, that was such an act of total and complete love.”
“Now that I think about it, I can’t believe I did it,” I told her.
“But the gesture was made. You did it because you love her so much. You guys have such a special relationship.” Laura licked her lips and swallowed. “Thanks for letting me watch.”
When I looked over at Laura, I realized how absurd the situation was. The three of us were naked, sharing a bed. Laura was holding her dildo, still wet with her juices. Rachel was lying before me, her legs open and her pussy visibly wet. I could feel how wet my cheeks were. Laura was right. It wasn’t just an act between Rachel and I. Laura had shared in it by being there.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Rachel said. There was not sadness or unhappiness in her voice. Maybe disbelief, but not regret. She gave me a smile, a soft loving smile, then turned and did the same to Laura. “This is so right,” she reassured us both. I could see she was thinking hard about something. The indecision clouded her face. She looked from Laura to me, then her expression changed to resolve. She sat up, moved to her knees between Laura and me, and took my hand in her left. She took Laura’s hand in her right. She looked back and forth to each of us as she spoke.
“This is so right. The three of us sharing this moment. Three friends taking part in such a private moment.” Laura started to speak but Rachel shook her head at her, stopping her. “I want us to share totally. We’re all friends, good friends.” She pulled her hands together now, in the process placing my hand over Laura’s. My palm was sweaty as I felt the skin on the back of Laura’s hand. I had no idea where this was leading, but it didn’t seem bad. Not bad, but not somewhere I had ever been before. “Laura watched us making love and liked it.” Rachel took a deep breath and looked into my eyes as she said, “I want to watch.” Then she turned to look into Laura’s eyes. “I want to see what Gary looks like when he makes love.” She squeezed our hands. “I want to watch the two of you make love to each other.”
Looking past Rachel, I could see the expression of surprise on Laura’s face mirrored my own. In that moment, I felt surprise, concern, fear… and excitement. I admit it. I was horny at the thought of fucking Laura. Still, I loved Rachel dearly and I didn’t want to do anything to injure our marriage, no matter how badly I wanted to do it with Laura. I reached out with my left hand and touched Rachel’s cheek, turning her face to mine.
My heart had started pounding when the realization of what Rachel was saying first hit me. I had to clear my throat before I could speak. “Are you sure about this?” She smiled and nodded slowly. “Really sure? Do you realize what you’re saying? What you’re asking?”
She giggled. “Of course I do. I just asked my husband to make love to my best friend. While I watch.” Hearing her say the words made it seem all the more incredible.
“Are you sure you can handle it? I mean seeing me and Laura, me inside her, cumming inside her?”
Rachel kept smiling sweetly and nodded. Turning, she now addressed Laura. “How do you feel about it?”
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Part 1 of a 10 part story about a sex trafficking enterprise operating in a small coastal city.
If you didn’t read the first part I suggest you read that first as this picks up from right where it left off.
It had been years since Lochy and I had seen each other, In fact, I had almost forgotten about him altogether during the time I went away.
But perhaps I’m confusing you a little, so let’s delve into our past a bit…
*3 Years ago*
We were both young 16 year olds that attended the same High School in Melbourne.
Our class schedule’s barely were the same but that didn’t keep us from being the bestest of friends outside of school, or during our shitty classes.
More often than not, during class he’d text me, or I’d text him a simple code; “Receiver”
which meant, that we would both ask our teachers to go to the toilet, and with that we would both meet up and talk.
usually it was about something funny that had happened in one of our classes, or we would gossip about current rumours that we’d heard.
School life was pretty much standard for us, we came, we saw, we left.
I just happened to leave that school a little early, my Mum had to go on what was supposed to be a short business trip to Perth (which was on the complete other side of Australia) and stay there for 6 months or so.
And because it was too long of a trip for me to stay home by myself (I had no siblings and my father was away in the middle east being “Mr, Military”) so I had to go with her.
But because I wasnt supposed to have been gone for too long, Lochy and I never really had much of a goodbye.
I mean sure we were both quite upset by it, but we both knew that by the time I got back in 6 months time, the summer holidays would’ve started and we would be able to make up for lost time everyday.
Well, to cut a long introduction short, Mum and I arrived at Perth, I had to attend some crappy school which her work organised for her, and when I say crappy school, I mean Snob central.
All upperclass douches with a knack for talking down to anyone who’s parents didn’t earn over 100 grand in a year.
so of course I didn’t et along with anyone and pretty much kept to myself.
It was during this trip that Mum’s work had offered her a more permanent position at the Perth quarters and had convinced her with a somewhat gratuitous raise to go along with it.
So of course Mum said “yes” and I tried my best to scheme a way to go back to Melbourne but it was no good.
Lochy wasnt impressed either.
So here we are, 3 years later and I was on my way back to Perth.
After completing my Yr 12 at Snob Central I managed to find a university, well, the ONLY university that majored in the course I wanted to study.
Luckily, the Uni was in Melbourne.
“Hey man, I can’t wait to see ya” Lochy’s cheerful but slightly more masculine voice was heard over the USB computer Mic/headphone thingy.
“Yeah man, so you’r still okay to pick me up at the airport terminal when I arrive tomorrow?” I replied inbetween mouthfulls of my last dinner in Perth.
“Yeah, everythings all good, you can stay the night at mine as well, my Parents have pissed off to Adelaide for some sort of festival and have taken my brother and sister too! So we’ll have the whole house to ourselves!”
I contemplated all the shinanigans that would happen once I got there, the drinking, the partying, ahh It’ll be like the old days, except we’ll legally be able to do it now.
Not that it stopped us when we were underaged though.
We made some plans and fare-welled one another when it started getting late.
I hadn’t mentioned this yet but I’m Bi, or Gay, I hadn’t come to a conclusion yet.
I think it was the snobby bitches at Snob-Central that seemed to turn me off women, although the guys were shit’s as well, the women really take the cake.
Something about a slender males body with slight visible abs and a nice shaven cock was what really turned me on, I’d masturbated to straight porn before but the look of a naked women just wasnt special nor appealing to me anymore, after all, I had, had girl-friends in the past, and have done everything under the sun with em’ but a hot guy was what made me instantly hard and keen to fuck.
It was a bright, sunny saturday afternoon when my flight arrived at the Melbourne airport at 1:00pm.
Customs and airport security was pretty nice and didn’t seem to hassle me at all, so the whole process went quite smoothly.
After collecting my bags I made my way to the front of the airport where Lochy and I had arranged to meet up, I reached the end of the escalators and looked around for my friend.
Nothing..
I noticed a young girl with her parents, she was throwing a tantrum because she didn’t want to leave her friends behind.
She couldnt have been no more than 12 or 13, but the profanity that she was using was surprising!
The scene of this young girl occupied my attention, and with that Lochy striked, Launching in from behind me when I wasnt paying attention, to tackle me to the ground.
At first I thought I was being mugged, but I looked over my shoulder after I hit the ground to see the most gorgeous face ontop of me.
Ahh, Lochy. -I thought, I had completely forgotten about your eyes.
They were a deep emerald-green with yellow edges around the outside of his iris which contrasted very well with his olive skin.
“Gotcha!” He said whilst still completely ontop of me, the scene had caught the attention of a lot of the people that were nearby and I instantly felt embarrassed.
“Get off me a cheeky shit! You had me worried coz’ I couldnt find you”
“I was hiding”
“Well Deh…” I said trying to push the man, my friend off me.
I put my hands on his chest and tried with all my strength to push him off me, but he wouldn’t budge.
Lochy wasn’t a heavy bloke, or a fat bloke at that, be if he wanted to stay put, he somehow managed to conjure up some sort of “magical” weight that made it ridiculously hard to move him.
“Alright alright” he said finaly lifting his body off the ground.
As I was getting up I felt that I had gotten hard from the slightly intimate scenario that had just happened between us.
My cheeks began to blush.
“Haha!” lochy explaimed, “Whattaya embarrassed about?”
“You had me on the floor ya dumb-ass, and people were looking!” The perfect cover-up.
I had managed to hold my 6.5” Boner down with my hand while it was in one of my pockets.
Clearly, I had done this before.
“So wheres your car?” I asked while we begun outside.
We walked into the carpark and he showed off his newly purchased ride, an R-fucking-33 GTR.
“Trying to over compensate for something eh?” I said snidely, obviously showing that I ahd picked upa thing or two from Snob-Central.
“You think I got a powerful car because me cock’s small?” He smiled broadly while saying it.
“Well isnt that why people with small dicks get em? To over compensate?” I could feel that he wasn’t moved at all by the comment, bugga.
“Well, let’s just say I get a-l-o-t of compliments, I’ve even been called God by a few of the ladies” he said with a wink.
He started his car and we were on our way.
“Wait… God? I uhh… dont get it”
“What do you think they say when I’m pounding 8 and a half inches of raw meat into them?” he said, smiling a cocky yet somewhat sexy smile at me.
“I still dont get it” I said.
“Oh God! Oh God!” Lochy said in a females voice.
We both cracked up in laughter.
When we arrived at Lochy’s his parents where just about to leave the house, I said my hello’s and they said their goodbyes and such and they were off, gone for a week.
I walked into the house and that farmiliar smell welcomed me, I felt complete and at ease.
“Think fast!” lochy said as he threw a can of Bundy Rum & Coke at me.
“Cheers, bud” I said, after catching it and taking a massive swig.
We went up to his room with the entire carton of Bundy and lochy put it in his room-fridge to keep it nice and cold.
The temperature outside was around the 35 degree celcius mark, and the air-con at lochys’ house hadn’t yet been turned on for god knows why.
“Fuck it’s hot in here!” I said whilst taking off my shirt exposing my slightly tanned and hairless chest and navel.
I had a very nice slender body that I was quite proud of, that had a slight outline of a 6-pack.
It seems kinda’ wrong that my body almost turns me on, and that a complete identical copy of myself would make me hard in seconds but hey, my well chissled face, gray-blue eyes and long browny-blonde hair and 6.2-tall body seemed to resonate with some of the women.
I looked like a surfy person.
My name’s Daniel by the way, I completely forgot to mention that, but I’ll hardly be referring to myself in the 3rd person so I didn’t think it to be necessary.
Lochy was looking at me as I took my shirt off, I saw out of the corner of my eye and I hoped he liked what he saw, even though I was completely certain that he was 100% straight.
“Whoa dude, nice tan!” He exclaimed.
“Thanks, man. I guess living in Snob-Central has it’s benefits”
And with that Lochy thought it was time that he too would try to fiend off some of the heat by escaping from his shirt.
My eyes almost fell out of their sockets when I saw his body for the first time in 3 years…
He was slightly bulkier than me, but it was all muscle.
They wernt huge or anything, but they wern’t small either, they were… perfect.
His broad shoulders and huge chest narrowed down to his navel and waist which showed the beginnings of a ‘V’ down to the family jewels, His completely smooth olive skin was also mostly hairless and I noticed a slight shavers rash just above his boxer shorts where he’d obviously been shaving his pubes.
Nice.
We both downed our drinks and got stuck into a few more whilst talking about what had happened when I was away.
He seemed to talk a lot about the girls that went to school with us and how some of them had gotten pregnant and how he’d banged a lot of them.
And with that he asked how many girls I’d banged whilst in Perth.
“Uhh, not many man.”
“Awww cmon, a great looking dude like you would’ve been reeling them in, left right and center!” he said whilst casually looking me up and down.
“I’m not that good looking ya know, there’s far, FAR better looking guys out there, like you for example, your fuckin’ hot!” I said, making an emphasis on the word ‘fucking’
Lochy just did that smile which I learnt to love and simply said “You just cant see your body from where I’m looking” and with that he gave me a wink, grabbed another two cans of Bundy, threw one to me and headed towards the door.
“Cmon, lets go for a swim in the pool, it’s too hot to be sitting in my room” He said standing at the doorway.
I downed what remained of the bundy I had and opened the can that lochy gave me and made my way behind him out to his back yard.
His dogs happily greeted me with a few crotch and ass sniffs but I was paying far too much attention to what was unfolding before my eyes.
Lochy, was taking off his pants the reveal his boxers and dive-bombed into the pool.
I got hard again, but this time I couldnt just put my hand in my pocket and hold my cock down because I was supposed to be taking my pants off and getting into the pool, plus his dogs kept bumping it with their wet noses, sending very slight shivers of pleasure through my body which didn’t help the scenario at all.
“Cmon man, what are ya waiting for?” He called out standing in the pool.
Water was dripping from his wet hair down his face and chest.
“Bah! Your dogs keep bugging me, man”
Lochy called his dogs over to the side of the pool and gave them both a pat and scratches on their head.
This gave me the perfect opportunity to de-robe down to my boxers and jump into the pool with a low risk of him seeing my member, or the tent it had created.
Lochy swam over to me once I got into the pool and leaned against the tiled side of it, reaching for his can which he had placed there and took a few swigs.
“This is much better isnt it” he said inbetween swigs.
“Shit yeah! This is the life” I said whilst swigging away at mine.
We swam around for a bit and just casually chatting and occasionally getting out to grab more booze until the sun’s presence had begun to be less dominant of the sky.
The heat was still there, but at least the harsh sun wasn’t there.
We’d both been in the pool for a good 4 hours and had already drunken most of the carton of Bundy.
We were both pretty hammered by then.
As the sun disappeared and the mosquito’s made themselves known we decided to go back in and make some food.
“What do you feel like mang?” he asked me, slurring his words a little.
“Dunno mang, a sammich?”
“Fwhat?! I ain’t gonna make you no sammish! I ain’t no bitch of yours!” He exclaimed jokingly.
(This is in reference to women making the men sandwiches in the kitchen)
“Oh but you are my bitch, so bend over and take one for the team!” I yelled coming up behind him trying to hump his firm ass through our damp boxers.
Slightly pushing me back he said “Alright, calm down. I’ll make some Nachos okay?”
“Sure bud” I said after going around to the dining table which was situated right next to the kitchen in the same room, there I sat down and watch Lochy pour a packet of Doritos into a tray and smother them with grated cheese and salsa before putting it into the oven and setting the timer.
“Okay, while thats doing that, I’m going to go change into some less wet clothes”
and with that I was alone in the room with my delusions and drunken mind.
“I may as well do the same” I thought, and with that I went to the spare room where he had situated me and my belongings, closed the door and changed clothes into something clean and dry.
When I returned to the kitchen I was greeted with a wonderful scent of Nachos being freshly plucked from the oven and being placed onto the counter.
“Dinner’s served” a well dressed and clean Lochy said.
We grabbed some plates and evenly piled the Nachos onto our plates and made our way into the lounge room where Lochy put on a movie.
It was one that we had both seen together many times, but it was a good all-rounder that was there when you just wanted background noise or were too bored and couldnt think of anything else to do.
So there we sat, munching away and watching the starting credits appear and dissapear on the screen.
“So how many chicks HAVE you slept with in Perth?” He asked
“You’ve asked me that already, remember?”
“Yeah I know that, but you didn’t answer me”
“I said not alot”
I took a massive swig on Bundy, the buzz beginning to feel more prominent.
“That’s not an actual answer, you need to tell me a number!” Lochy exclaimed inbetween sips of his drink.
“Ive only screwed 2 chicks okay. You happy?” the emotionally filled response processed in lochys head, I could see the cogs turning and I could almost gurantee that he wouldnt believe it.
“Pfft! Thats bullshit, dude. As if you hadn’t had heaps of roots!”
I knew it! Even after all of these years I could still predict his reactions.
“I just never really got along with anyone…” I responded, “Most of the chicks at my school were snobby bitches and all the other chicks were really dirty and not my type.
“Fair enough” he responded.
Our conversation stopped abruptly there and we both drunk away at our drinks and watched some of the movie.
It wasn’t 10 minuets later when I remembered his comment in the car about his 8 1/2” cock, and with the thought of that unrealistic size I laughed a little.
Lochy turned his head, “What’s funny?”
I turned my head, I didnt realise that I’d laughed out loud.
“Huh? Oh, I was just thinking about what you said in the car, why would you make something up like that?”
I replied.
“Make what up?” Lochy tilted his head a little to one side, it looked kinda cute.
“Ya know, about the 8 1/2” Cock of yours”
“What about it?”
“As if its actually that big, I’m not an idiot, dude.”
Instantly, Lochy smiled that smile again, but didn’t reply, this was a response I hadn’t anticipated.
“Bullshit” I exclaimed. “I don’t believe it”
“Wanna see?” he asked looking excited.
My eyes flickered from his face to his crotch and back up quickly and my head begun reeling of the thought of seeing a monster cock like that.
I could feel my own cock start to stirr in my pants.
“Uhhh sure” I finally replied.
Lochy set his plate aside, downed the rest of his can and stood up, facing me. Still shirtless he undid his belth and dropped his pants and boxers to his feet in one swift motion, the sound of the metal belt hitting the ground made the whole thing real.
There, right infront of my drunken eyes stood a mostly flacid 5” cock dangling down.
I got cocky, and asked a question that I knew what his response would be.
“Pfft, thats not 8 and a half inches!”
“Well it’s not hard is it, dumbass!” he returned
“So then get hard and prove me wrong, coz as far as I can see, I’m looking at 5” and me being right”
I replied with a cocky smile, he moved right next to me and said.
“Then make it hard yourself! Cmon, Dan. You know you want to!”
Right next to my head was this wonderful smooth cock, dangling.
I put my plate aside, downed the rest of my drink and placed a hand on his shaft, Lochy closed his eyes and told me to keep going.
So I started to slowly move my hand up and down his shaft and watched right before my eyes, a cock of monstrous proportions grow.
“awww man, that feels really nice, why dont you give it a taste” He said looking down at me with a wink.
If I wasn’t drunk I would’ve been far too afraid to do this, but here, in his house, in this heat and with this magical booze.
I didnt give a fuck!
I moved his shaft to my lips and flicked my tongue over the tip of his cock.
“Oh my god, Dan. Please dont stop!”
I begun my hand movements again, whilst cupping his balls with my other hand and licking up the length of this wonderful piece of meat that was all mine.
I covered it with my saliva, making it all wet and shiny.
“Stop teasing man! Suck it, suck my cock,Dan!”
I loved this, I was in complete control, or so I thought.
Continuing my licking efforts on his meat I slowly moved my hand that was upping his bulls under his gooch and towards the rose of his ass.
Slowly circling my finger around the rose I heard lochy begin to moan with pleasure as I continued to tease his cock with my tongue.
I withdrew my hands and begun licking my way up his body, I placed my hands on either side of his hips to hold him still as I made my way up with my tongue.
“Dude….” he said inbetween deep breaths, his eyes were closed, concentrating on the probably new experiences that I was giving him with my tongue.
Reaching his nipples I bit and licked them all over, moving from one to the other, wasting no time to get him as horny as I possibly could.
After my nipple licking efforts I kissed and licked my way up his neck line to his jaw and stopped, staring him right in the face.
He noticed the sudden lack of pleasure and opened his eyes.
I slowly pulled his hips towards mine, and for the first time, our lips met.
I kept my eyes open to see how he would react, but to my surprise he closed them and probed my lips with his tongue.
I opened my mouth and our tongues danced in each other mouths for ages, I moved my hands, rubbing them up his 6-pack, feeling each sexy bump after sexy bump as they made their way to his chest where I begun pinching his nipples slightly.
He on the other hand, begun grabbing my ass and squeezing them hard.
His hard cock was pushing against my stomach and my cock was aching to be released from its dwelling inside my pants and boxers.
We broke out kiss, pushing our cocks against each other he asked, “So how big are you?”
“Well why don’t you go have a look for yourself and find out?” This time it was my turn to wink at him, and once again he smiled the beautiful smile that seemed to melt away at my heart.
Good god, was I falling in love with him?!
Lochy kissed me on the lips once more and begun his kissing and licking attack on my body as he made his way down.
My nipples received barely any attention compared to what I gave him, but it was my cock that really needed it.
I placed my hands on his head bracing for what was about to happen as he struggled to get my belt off.
He was more drunk than I thought.
After a few minuets and some excessive profanity later my belt was finally released and my pants were being lowered, I stepped out of them once they reached the floor.
Lochy gasped at the impressive meat, which was already as hard as a rock.
It stood straight out from my body and pointed directly inbetween his eyes.
Looking up at me I smiled and gave him a wink and wiggled my cock infront of him.
“Well?” I said seductively.
He looked at the meat and then back up at me.
“Whats the matter?” I asked.
“I uhh, I’ve never done this before”
“heh, don’t worry man, just dont use your teeth whatever the fuck you do, just dont scrape your teeth along me, or you’ll be a dead man” I said jokingly, I could tell that instantly he knew that I was somewhat gay, and he accepted it.
He wrapped his hand around the shaft and begun licking the tip of my cock like I had done to him earlier.
The feeling of his hand, of physical contact sent waves of electricity through my body.
“Ahhhh Lochy!” I let out with a moan.
Instead of being a tease like I was, he opened his mouth and begun slowly moving his head back and forth on my cock, going a little further each time until the head of my cock had hit the back of his throat, it instantly hit a gag reflex and he bit down a little whilst coughing.
“FUCKING OW!” I yelled thrusting backwards removing my cock with a pop as the head came out of his tightly sealed lips.
“Sorry man, I didn’t know that would happen…” he looked kinda upset that he had failed his first attempt.
“Look” I said, “lets go to your room, I’ll teach you a few things.
But first, lets get some more drinks!”
My idea had been just what we needed.
Some more alcohol was exactly what was needed to keep things rolling, I was fearing that Lochy might begin to sober up and have second thoughts.
“Fuck yeah!” he said getting up off the floor.
We made our way to the kitchen and I grabbed the last 6-pack that was in the fridge and then made my way to his room, Lochy, was behind me. And as I walked in front I could hear his cock slapping his theighs behind me as he walked, this tunred me on greatly! Also, I could tell that he was checking out my ass the whole time.
Once we reached his room, I threw him a cold bundy and downed mine instantly, then grabbed another.
I jumped onto the bed laying down, face up and spread my legs for him.
He looked at me and his cock twitched.
“See dan, I told you that your hot, your the only thats been able to make me hard, did you know that?”
I was shocked!
“What? Really?” I asked, confusion and happiness in my voice.
“You never knew? Almost everytime we hung out, I’d have to hide my boner because your so fucking hot! I wanted to fuck your brains out so many times!”
“Dude, I thought you were straight” I replied confused.
Lochy moved towards me and lay down ontop of me, holding himself up with his strong arms, but rubbing his crotch and cock flat against mine.
“I was hard at the airport when I picked you up, And I laid down on you like this because its my fantasy…” he replied.
I kissed him hard and passionately, I had never felt so in-love and so right with a man, ever! But this man, had completely won me over and from that moment I decided to please him however I could.
“Lochy, I love you!” I said inbetween kisses,
“Dude… I think… I think I love you too” he replied.
He broke off the kiss and moved straight down my body and back to my cock, and straight into his mouth it went.
This time, however he swallowed and plunged hard on it making it go right down his throat.
“Fuck! Dude! Keep that up and I’ll be filling you with cum!”
He stayed there to get adjusted to the meat that was invading his throat.
After a while he slowly begun to slide my cock in and out of his mouth and throat, the tightness was just amazing.
Faster and faster he picked up the pace, drool dribbled down my cock and around my balls making them wet and slick, me stopped deep throating me for a second to drool onto his finger and went right back onto deep throating me.
“ahhhhhhhh man, I dont know much I can take of this, ooooooooohhhhhh”
My moans of pure bliss filled the room (and probably the house) and I was getting close to shooting my seed all over the place!
Lochy lifted my torso up his hand and guided his newly drooled on finger to my hole, he rubbed it around the hole for a while and got the entrance slick and slender.
This sent me over the edge…
“OHHH FUCK DUDE!!! I’m CUMMMMMNG!!!!!! IM CUMMING!!!!’
He didnt know how to react, so he pulled out a little but left the head of my cock in his mouth as I begun to shoot my hot load inside of it.
He tried to swallow but the pressure built up too much and my cock ended up popping out of his mouth and I sent ribbons of cum right onto his face, his chest and torso.
My Orgasm subsided but cum was leaking out of the tip of my cock and down the side of my cock and all over my balls.
I had my head back, and was panting hard.
“That…. was….. incredible!”
Lochy licked the tip of my cock to clean it a little and gave me that amazing smile once more.
“did ya like the, sexy?”
Sexy… I thought to myself, he thinks I’m sexy!!!
I blushed hard at the comment and Lochy begun to move his body up mine.
We kissed passionately for a bit, and I tasted my own cum for the first time.
“What do you think of your own sex juice?” He asked.
“I think I could open up a business and sell the shit!” I replied jokingly.
“I could be your personal milker” and a wink followed that comment.
I blushed hard again, “What about you, with all the sugary stuff you gorge on all the time I bet you cum liquid sugar!”
Lochy stopped still for a second.
“I have an idea!” me looked at me in the eyes, kissed me again and left the room.
I heard the microwave in the kitchen being used and minuets later, Lochy returned.
My jaw dropped…..
Before me stood, a sexy, olvie-skinned man, with an 8 and a half inch cock that was covered, in chocolate!
And I LOVE, choclate!
“What do you think?” he asked.
“Come here, I want you now!”
he set aside a small cup that had some chocolate still in it, and he jumped onto the bed.
Placing his muscular legs either side of my chest I was presented with a chocolate-covered, Lochy-Cock.
Eagerly I opened my mouth to receive my prize, and I begun slurping away at his sweet, sweet pole.
Never had I ever thought of this, and never will I ever forget this.
Because he had melted it and applied it in the kitchen, by the time he got back to the room, the surface had already begun to harden a little, so the chocolate wouldnt just drip off, it would literally melt in your mouth!
I slurped happily at his cock, bobbing my head in and out at a steady rhythm.
“Shit man, I can feel you sucking my cock now that some of the chocolate has come off, awwwwww man, dont stop, go faster, faster babe!”
I was happy to oblige, sadly though, because of the position I was in, I couldnt get enough speed because I could only use my neck and head and not my whole body.
Lochy got fed up, grabbed my hair and begun pounding his meat deeper and deeper inside of me with each and every thrust.
“OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” he howled like a wild beast as his thrusts got more and more violent.
Being slightly more experienced than him, I could take a cock down my throat.
However, his cock is on a completely different level with most other men.
So I begun chocking and gagging…
This brought him more pleasure.
“Dude! I have an Idea!” he said and finally withdrew his massive love-stick out from my mouth.
The chocolate long gone, only a few lines remained
I gasped for air, breathing heavily once I could use my throat again.
I watched curiously as he got off the bed, grabbed the small cup that he placed on the side of it and returned his head to where my cock was.
I thought to myself, “ahh sweet, hes gonna suck a choccy-cock too”
but he just kissed my cock and lifted up my ass.
He poured a small amount of the still liquid chocolate right onto my ass-hole, it was pretty hot actually and some of it dribbled down my crack and finally stopped dribbeling once it reached under my balls where it sat there and hardened.
Understanding where he was going with this I planted my feet on the bed and held myself up with my hands and legs while Lochy lowered his mouth to my hole.
The extacy that I felt was indescribable!
Never has I ever felt someone give me a rim-job before, and it was one of the best feelings I had ever felt!
Instantly I moaned and groaned, high-pitched sounds manly sounds that couldve been mistaken for a slightly masculine womans.
“Holy shit Lochy, holy fuck. Oh my god oh my god! Fuck me Lochy, I want to feel your cock inside of me!!!”
His tongue had been lapping away the the chocolate flavoured hole and was probing it in and out of it as well, getting it perfectly lubed up for what was coming… a monster.
“LOCHY FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I squealed as his tongue penetrated my hole once more.
He finally let up, and slid his sexy body up my body again, resting my legs on either side of his shoulders.
“Hey there sexy, you ready?” he asked, giving me that drop-dead-sexy smile again.
I could feel his massive head touching the rose of my ass-hole.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and buryed my head into it as he begun to push his way into me.
“Yeeeaaaaaaarrrrrghhhhhhh!” I screamed in intense pain as his cock violated my hole, the girth of his monster was almost unbearable!
He stopped, leaned over to his bedside table drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube.
He pulled his cock out a little and drenched his cock and my hole in lube the help the process go a little… smoother. (heh heh, terrible pun)
“You ready sweetie?” he asked once more.
I nodded my head and anticipated the intense pain again.
But this time… nothing, there was no pain what so ever.
I waited a little longer but then I felt him bottoming out inside of me.
“Wait.. your all the way? That didnt hurt at all!” I said surprised
“This is numbing lube, I thought it might help. It only lasts for a few minuets”
he said with a wink, while the numbing effect of the lube was still working he begun to slide his huge slick cock in and out of my ass.
Everytime he would bottom out, I’d feel his balls slapping against my gooch.
5 minuets passed and he was thrusting in and out of me at a steady pace.
“You feeling anything dude?” Lochy asked.
Beads of sweat started forming on his body all over which added to the sex appeal of it.
I smiled and shook my head, getting bored with just laying there while Lochy was doing all the work I begun thrusting against him everytime he’d plunge his huge meat into me.
The slapping sound of his crotch hitting my ass was quite sexy and seemed to turn me on more.
I felt a sudden surge of electricity emanate from my ass, along with a sharp pain.
“owww” I said quietly, trying to hold it in.
“Is it still hurting dude?” Lochy seemed genuinly concerned that he actually stopped thrusting.
I wrapped my legs around his ass and pulled him into me, forcing his cock deep inside.
This time there was barely any pain. “Awwwwwwwwwwww” I moaned in pleasure.
Lochy acknowledged the moan with a hard and deep thrust.
“Awwwwwwwwwwwww, Lochy!” My breathing really begun to pick up.
“Fuck me harder Lochy, please!”
He begun grunting a little as he sped up, thrusting as hard as he could, creating loud slapping sounds.
The bed begun to shake and squeak and our moans got louder as we neared our orgasm.
The mixture of intense pleasure and the slight, sharp pain is indescribable, absolutely nothing you’d ever feel.
Lochy continued his hard thrusts, “Lochy, please cum inside me! Fill me with your hot cum” I moaned into his ear.
This sent him into a wild humping-rage, He went all out on my ass.
Slapping it and fucking it raw just like I’d begged,
“I’m gonna cum, babe. Get ready!” His voice was out of breath but I understood him anyway.
“fuck… this is it!!!!” he said and seconds later he thrust as hard as he could deep into my Raw ass.
I felt a sudden hot, full feeling deep in my intestines as his cock shot the biggest load he’s ever shot before.
Lochy grabbed my cock and frantically begun beating it up and down, his cock still deep inside my ass throbbing away, still pumping mountains of cum inside me, some of which had begun drooling out of my ass, around lochys cock, down my gooch and covered my cock, balls and belly.
“fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” I yelled as I was sent over the edge.
Lochys fast masturbation never stopped as my cock erupted shooting streams of hot, white cum inbetween us.
Our bellies and chest got covered in our cum, I finally stopped cumming and I managed to get my legs flat on the bed again.
Lochy collapsed ontop of me, the squishing sound of our cum was very sexy, yet kinda gross as they were combined by his sudden drop.
He rest his head next to mine and whispered into my ear.
“I fucking love you, Dan. And I want to do this with you forever”
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