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Pandora’s Box

I guess you could say it was all my fault. I was never really into normal sex. At a younger age I use to dress up, and did so till I got married. After that I tried to stop, but, she found out, and was OK with it for awhile. But, too soon, she decided that she wanted to play around and used that as a excuse so divorced with kids. (she happily gave me custody so she could party all she wanted). After that, I dressed up every so often, mostly with only bra and panties, and got myself off on it. Soon, I tired of that and thought that I had at last moved on to other things. I met my current wife threw her mother. I had dated her mom in High school and ran into her from time to time. This time, she had her 16yo daughter with her. Well, her daughter was kinda of a WILD one. And got off on fooling around with her moms bf’s. (I later found out that she had since she was 13) When her mom wanted to move back out west, she wanted to stay. Her mom let her (I was shocked), and turned out to be a life changing day. The stories I could tell about her from 16 to 20, but That’s for later. This started about when she was 22.
We had always talked kinky stuff. Admitted secret desires. and tried different things. One night, sitting on the porch drinking a few beers, we started getting a little playful. My son walked out and caught me playing with her boobs. His eye’s about popped out. Instead of sending him back to bed, I wouldn’t let her put her shirt down and told him since he saw them, Look. After a about 30 seconds, i pulled her shirt down (she never once tried to, as she had told me a fantasy of hers was the boys taking her as they got older) I told my son that we was playing Truth or dare and it got out of hand. He said he wanted to play. Laughing, and slightly drunk, I remarked that he was to young (14) and we was going to our room anyways. When we got to our room, he was right behind us and instead of going to his room, stood there and asked again if he could play. Getting a evil grin, I said sure, if she would (not using names here, lol). Since my wife had drank about 5 Beers, she was a little tipsy and a lot drunk and let better judgment get away from her. We all went into our room, closed the door and sat down. Telling them that 1) we had to stay quite so as to not wake the others, 2) what was said and done in the room stayed in the room, and 3) if you chickened out it was game over, we all sat down and decided that we would modify spin the bottle to be truth or dare.
The game started off fast, with me spinning and hitting my wife. She, without a pause, said dare. I told her to play with her shirt n bra off. Both came off without delay ( I KNOW she got off showing my son her tits) and then it was her spin. It hit my son. He chose truth. She asked him if hers was the first boobs he had seen. Surprisingly, he said no, his sisters was. (I raised a eyebrow over that answer but he quickly spun the bottle to change the subject). The bottle hit my wife again (i was getting lucky there) and she chose dare again. (she likes to take dares of all kinds) Without a pause, he said she had top play naked. I started laughing under my breath as she stood up and quickly took off her pants an panties. My son blushed a little but was ALL eyes.
For her turn it hit me. I chose Truth, she asked me if I was horny, DUH, Yeah. I spun and hit her. Taking the game up a notch, (she chose dare again), I told her she had to stick her finger in her pussy and then taste it, which she enjoyed as much as me and my son watching. His spin hit me, and i chose dare. Surprised, he dared me to put my dick in my wifes face. I did, and she preceded to give me a quick blowjob with out being dared or told to. Nice.When my wife spun, it hit my son, he bravely (or eagerly) chose dare.
My wife dared him to strip naked for the rest of the game. He was naked in no time. My wife watched and even said, “nice, almost 5” already(He was hard). My spin hit her and i was by this time drunk, horny as hell, and didnt care so I dared her to give him a 1 min blowjob. Thinking I had went to far when she didnt say or move for a half minute, she looked at my son, said you ok with it, which he grinned and said he had never had one before. with that, she moaned and leaned over and started sucking him for all she was worth. I dont know who was more surprised, me or him. But, he was sure enjoying it from the look on his face.
Next was his turn, He hit me, and dared me to “put it in her” so we did for about a min of slow fucking so he could see. Her turn hit him, she said this was getting her horny and said she could heat it up if we, me and my son, wanted to. I nodded and he grinned and said how. She dared him to get on top of her and put it in HER. I was astounded, I never thought it would go this far. And I thought it went to far. My son, looked down and said he couldn’t do that in front of me. My wife said OK, on the bed, under the covers? He agreed and they both got up and climbed in bed under the covers and for 3 min, she showed him where to put it, and then used her hands to guide him in and out and he actually came in her! Afterwards, he said he needed to go to bed he was tired.
After he left, I asked her if they really did it, which she stuck her finger in her pussy, puled it out and stuck it in her mouth and said YUP. We had awesome sex that night, but in the morning I was worried my son would have second thoughts. That was solved when he came up to my wife in the bedroom when I was at the store and told her he had fun, but next time, not with dad there….I guess we opened Pandora’s Box

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Water park love

Note: This story deals with males on males, if this does not suit your fancy, stop reading.
My parents were out for the month, it was summer. I was bored at home, there’s not much at the age of 18 that you can do at home during the summer. I thought to go to Oceansplash, a water park near my home. This sounded good because not only could I get wet and cooled off during the hot day, but I could get some hours of prime people watching in.
I am a tall runner. I am toned and brown haired. Don’t forget a good tan! I was confused still at this point, and still am, about my sexuality.
When I got off the freeway and into the park I stood in line for the bracelet to get into the line. That’s when I saw him. I looked to my right and saw a six foot, tanned to hell, ripped guy. He had his shirt off and had his arm around some girl, damn. He had dirty blonde wavy hair. He was laughing. I feel like I took a picture of him and sent it to Abercrombie; he would be their new model. “Sir” I heard in the back of my head. I snapped out of it and walked to the window. I paid and the lady handed me a bracelet. I headed into the park.
The park had a wave pool, a river type thing and all the slides were in a large staired structure with many different lines to many different rides. I grabbed a single tube and headed to one of the rides that were single tube only. When I was halfway up the stairwell, I looked over the rail and there he was again. I couldn’t help but stare. He was gorgeous. Someone said something funny and he flashed his beautiful teeth. I looked at his face and he looked over. Shit. I was caught I looked down fast and then down the fence to see the floor below trying to seem preoccupied. When I looked back he was looking at me. He smiled, I Smiled back awkwardly. When I got to the top I went down the enclosed slide thinking thousands of possibilities from that smile. I was an idiot. When I got to the bottom I went to the bathroom, because I didn’t want to be the thousandth person to pee in the water.
When I got to the bathroom I went into a stall. Over the wall that lead to the cabanas outside I heard a girl shout “You asshole” and some words that indicated some guy was screwed. When I was done peeing I went outside and casually stood next to the covered wall of the cabana, out of sight. When the girl stormed out of the park I heard a guy say “Glad that’s over”. I was curious. I looked through the crack and it was him. He looked up and saw an eye looking at him. Wow did I feel like a creep. I sped off and was thinking “Oh shit oh shit oh shit”. I looked over and he was looking around. I got so flustered that I walked into the line for inter tubes that was for double tubes. I stood there and when I got to the front the lifeguard asked if I had anyone to ride with, I thought “What?” and then I looked up. I felt like an idiot. When I began to stammer out no and how I was sorry, a hand cupped my shoulder. I froze, still antsy from before. An angelic voice said “He’s my friend, were riding together”. I looked up to see him. My heart jumped. I awkwardly smiled again. When we got the tube we headed for the ride, I aimed for one that had a shorter line but he jerked me to the longer ride.
I felt like he was going to beat me up. He stood behind me and I stood in front of him not daring to turn around. He still had his hand on my shoulder and the warmth from it was amazing. He slowly turned me around and I looked at him more closely. His eyes were blue and he had defined facial features. “Hi I’m Mark”. His voice was like an angel. “I’m, uh, Jeremy”. “So Jeremy” he said “I have noticed you looking and I want to know why”. “Well, I, uh, well, I came hear to mainly people watch and I thought the fight between you and your, uh, girlfriend was uh interesting.” He laughed. “Yah that is interesting.” The rest of the way up we talked and it turned out we shared similar interests. When we got to the top the lifeguard called us over. I placed the tube in the starting area and climbed in the front hole. He climbed in the back. Oh God.
The lady instructed him to put his legs under my arms. My Heart jumped no clue why. When I put my arms down they rested on his legs. They were beautiful. They were well defined and muscular. When the gates opened and we were pushed out the ride went down and then went up. When the ride went up my head flung back and it landed in his crotch. When I opened my eyes he was smiling at me. I awkwardly smiled, again, and raised my head. My heart was racing. I started to get hard which was not good because I was in swim trunks. The ride continued to curve and go up and down, every now and then he would tighten his legs around me and I would just continue to get harder. When the ride dropped us off into the river he would not loosen the grip on me with his legs. We had to get out. The lifeguards were blowing there whistles like crazy.
We dropped out. When I looked at my watch it was 5, I had to go, but I couldn’t. I told him that I had a nice time and that I would see him later (Yeah right, it isn’t a small world). We got out of the river and he gave me a hug and said ill see you later. I was in heaven. I could feel the distinct lines of his beautiful abs on my stomach. He squeezed me tight and said goodbye. When I walked out to my car I looked back to see where he was, no where. I got to my suburban and put my head on the steering wheel. Did all that just happen? I couldn’t believe that. It wasn’t much but still. Then I got bummed that I wouldn’t see him again, it was unlikely. When I went in reverse someone sped through the lot. I braked, and they braked. My window was down. I yelled “ASSHOLE! WATCH WHERE YOURE GOING!” When I got onto the freeway I could barely concentrate. I was too focused on him.
It was a wonder that I got home without an accident because I could not pay attention. I pulled into the driveway and took a breath. When I walked into the door I looked at the calendar and it was only day two of my parent’s vacation and 28 more days to go. Perfect more days with nothing else to do. I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower, the water at that park could not have been good, I smelled like dead fish. As I turned the shower head on I heard the doorbell. What now? I went and looked out the window; the car that had almost hit me was outside. I freaked out. Could this person hear what I said earlier and come back for revenge? I was petrified. The bell rang twice more. I crept towards the door and opened it slowly. I looked up and my heart leapt. It was him. He followed me! That was really hot and creepy at the same time. “So im the asshole that needed to watch where he was going? I sure did. Can I come in?”. “Yeah” I barely breathed out.
He came in and I closed the door and locked it. I turned around and he charged me. He pressed me against the door and pulled me close to him. He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me deeply. When he released he looked into my eyes and said “Nice place”. “Uh, yeah” I stuttered out. Nice house? NICE HOUSE? What the hell? That was cute. He walked me to the couch and sat me down he sat right next to me and held my hand. “To tell you the truth dude, when I followed you to the ride I couldn’t help but look at you. But when you saw me before that in the line when we caught each others faces, I fell head over heals” “Head over heels?” I said. “You are gorgeous and you fell for me?” “Yeah, that’s why my girl left, I told her that there was someone else”. Oh my God. I could have cried by how in love I was. “That’s, uh, nice.” “Is someone here? Why is the shower running?” he asked. “Oh I was about to take a shower, but got interrupted” “Well I need a shower too and well were in a drought so why don’t we conserve water and shower together?” He slyly said. “FINE BY ME” I blurted out. Embarrassing. He just laughed and pecked me on my lips. I slapped my arm. I had to be dreaming. Nope.
We walked to the shower. It was about eight at night. I was already in my swim shorts when he knocked on the door. He peeled off his shirt and I melted. He was just to fine. He took of his shorts and underwear and stood there. I froze. He had his back to me and he had one of the hottest butts I had ever seen. When he turned around my tent sprung up in my shorts. What dangled in between his legs had to be illegal. Right in my line of sight was an unshaven, uncut, 6 inch flaccid dick. He got in the shower and cleared his throat looking at me. Like a dumbass I was in my trance and was standing there clothed. I peeled off my clothes and got in. I was 5 inches flaccid and about 9 inches hard. I was hard. He turned me around and began to wash my back.
He got down and washed my ass and then my legs. I was in heaven. He turned me around and I looked at him. He was hard as well and HOLY FUCK. His little friend had to be at least 10 inches hard. Ohhhhhhh. He pressed me against the wall and began to kiss me all over. He shoved his tongue down my throat and our cocks were pressed in between our stomachs. He took my finger and traced the outline of his abs with my finger. The feeling in these moments was just right. He began to kiss my nipples my abs, my V on my pelvis, my hips and then he got down to my member. He took it in his hand and looked at me. “Is this ok with you?” “YES” I yelled. He laughed and said you are to cute. He began to tease me and started licking up and down my shaft, taking my nuts into his mouth. I would have yelled at him to come one and do it already but I couldn’t. What I felt for him was to right.
He then quickly engulfed my dick. I flattened against the wall and gasped. He was amazing he went up and down, added suction, and swirled his tongue on my dick. He continued going up and down. I was going to come by the pleasure but I held it in. He kept going for 10 minutes and I just couldn’t help it. I yelled “I’m going to come!!” And this just made him go faster and suck harder. I took his head and shoved my dick in his mouth. I shot stream after stream of cum into his mouth. He swallowed it all. HE got up and kissed me again as I went limp. “your turn” he whispered. I copied him and kissed all the way down him and took a little detour at his abs and licked them up and down. Instead of teasing him when I got to his dick I just went for it. I copied like he did except I could not fit all his glory into my mouth. After a while he began humping my face and sped up. He went harder and harder until, without warning, he shoved down my throat and came like there was no tomorrow. I swallowed it all as well. He stood me up and help me close to him tightly. He then picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him. We began to furiously make out. When he set me down we just stood there with each other. After a while he whispered into my ear “Remember were in a drought” and he turned off the water.
When we got out and dried off we headed into my room. I climbed into bed and he said “Shouldn’t you call your mommy and see if its ok to have a guest over for the night?” I said “Shut the hell up and get in here babe”. When he climbed din we were both naked. He pulled the covers up and pulled me close. He wrapped his arms tighter and he said to me “I don’t know what love is and ive never been in love with somebody, but when I saw you today, I finally understood what it was.” I turned around and responded with “I love you more, than anyone iv ever met.” And with that we fell asleep in each others arms.
More to come. Tell me if you want more. This is truth and I swear to you, I have more. 🙂

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Fantasy

Dominant teacher

After four weeks of this, Derrick Price was about to go mad, or at least that was how he was feeling. Sitting in the front row of his English 212 literature class was Lilith Anne Duvoy and her deliciously short skirt. Every day she took that same seat at the far corner of the room, next to the open window. Most of the time she didn’t even seem to be paying attention, and when she was it was doubtful that her thoughts were at the required reading on hand.
Like clockwork, every afternoon at 2’oclock, Mr. Price would take his seat after the class’ daily discussion on whatever title was at hand, making himself available for any questions that the student’s had while completing their notes and filling out the study sheet handouts that Mr. Price was so fond of. Just as he predictably followed his afternoon routine, Lilith continued on with hers.
In contrast to all of the suntanned bodies and highlighted hair that usually filled the seats of his class, she was definitely a girl set apart. Maybe it was unfair for Derrick to think of her that way, but with his life experiences, 20 years old was still very young. Being nearly twice her age, Derrick price chided himself severely the first time that he found his eyes inexplicably drawn to her dark hair and pale skin, but it didn’t last for long, the mental admonishment.
Lilith was a strange creature, and surprisingly bright, aside from the impression that she gave to the world. While her essays were brilliantly structured and rich in vocabulary, her manner of expression during class was one of utter boredom. Not bothering to talk to any of the trendy and preppy girls with their fake nails, high-priced clothes, and colorful cell phones, she tended to sit alone instead, sketching nonchalantly in her quiet corner. It was understandable that no one really tried to befriend her, as she truly created an intimidating visage. With straight black hair that hugged her heart shaped face in a short bob, everyone was amazingly startled when she turned back to them, looking them straight in the face. The softness of her hair played off of the hardness of her eyes, eyes that were like ice in their bright transparency, so brilliant a blue that they glowed nearly white. Making them even more striking was the fact that in an almost religious manner, she painted her eyes with thin line of black eyeliner all the way around. Aside from that, she wore no makeup, her skin flawless in it’s creamy whiteness. Her lips were the palest pink, and against his better judgement, Mr. Price from time to time found himself wondering if her nipples were the same soft color. Of course, he always felt ashamed of himself afterwards, but it never stopped his mind from traveling back to what his imagination composed of Lilith’s naked body.
In direct contrast with her softness, Lilith wore a thick leather collar buckled around her long, sleek neck. Worn as one would a strand of pearls, she had a slender steel chain clipped to a ring on the collar and then draped around her neck time and again before disappearing into the unknown recesses of her cleavage beneath her button down shirt. With a white, knotted shirt, a blue and black plaid skirt, and high black leather boots, she looked like the poster child for depression. The only thing that ruined the image was the way her eyes sparkled with mischief when Derrick accidentally met her gaze, usually after being caught staring.
It was a ridiculous thought that a relatively decent looking man of almost 40 years of age would be lusting after one of his students, especially when he had a wife at home. On the other hand, what most didn’t know was that his wife had next to nothing to do with him, and only greeted him at the door on payday, with hand out-stretched. In all truth, they hadn’t even slept in the same bed in two months, his wife- Sarah, choosing to spend most nights at her sister’s house after hitting the bar earlier on in the evening. He didn’t know if she was having an affair or not, and if the truth were told, he had given up honestly caring years ago. So, each afternoon, while spinning his wedding ring on his finger, he stared out across the classroom absentmindedly, time and again being drawn back to the long set of legs that were crossed lazily at the ankle.
She knew he was watching, just as she had known every day before. It was fun, this stupid little game that they played, both mentally undressing the other, while both pretended not to notice that they were being watched. But, while it had been entertaining up until this point, the weeks had taken their toll, and Lilith found herself taunt with frustration upon leaving Mr. Price’s class each afternoon, only finding comfort in the goodies that she kept tucked away in her top drawer of her night stand. It had been a long time since she had been with a man that could keep her attention, so having the good luck of being assigned to this particular teacher’s tutelage was a welcomed relief.
The minutes seemed to tick by at an excruciating pace, but at 2:45pm, Mr. Price stood up and sloppily wrote down the next reading assignment for any who were irresponsible enough to have lost their syllabus. Turning to accept the stranglers who decided to turn in their study sheets at the last possible minute before filing out the door, Mr. Price was confused and more than a little anxious when he noticed that Lilith hadn’t moved from her seat. Setting the papers on his desk, he nervously wiped his hands down the front of his gray slacks.
“Yes? What can I help you with Lil?” he said in a tight voice.
Slowly standing up, Lilith made her way over to Derrick’s desk and began to trace the gouges in it’s surface as she looked up at him with a wickedly innocent face.
“Actually, Mr. Price, I was wondering what I could help YOU with. I’ve seen you staring at me. You do realize that some would consider your leering to be a form of sexual harassment, don’t you?” she said in a dangerously flat tone.
Immediately, Derrick felt his heart thud against his chest in a sickening manner. ‘That little bitch,’ he thought, as he looked down at her, stunned beyond words.
“I…I have no idea what you are talking about. And I sure as hell haven’t been doing any type of harassing toward you in any matter, let alone sexual,” he said with a slight stammer, not knowing whether to be afraid for his job or just plain angry.
To his complete surprise, she began to laugh, a soft lilting sound that he had never heard before.
“Oh, for God’s sake….I’m just playing with you! You need to lighten up,” she said off handedly as she hoisted herself up to sit on the edge of his desk.
“You know, you have this terrible problem Derrick……I can call you Derrick, right? Anyway, you know what your problem is? You are just too damn uptight.”
In mild amusement, Mr. Price crossed his arms across his chest and looked down on her with the barest hint of a grin.
“Oh, is that right. And I’m sure that you know exactly how to cure my problem, is that correct?” he said with biting cynicism.
“As a matter of fact, I do,” she quipped, picking up his discarded pen, rolling the tip around on the desk top before sliding the capped end between her pearly teeth.
“Ok, what is your sage wisdom for me, oh learned one,” Derrick tossed out in reply as he settled himself into his desk chair, leaning back to look up at her thickly made-up eyes. “Well,” she said, “ First, I think that you need to loosen your tie a bit,’ she joked, scooting across the desk and leaning over to tug at the slip of polyester.
“You know what you need to do next?” she said teasingly, as she slid her long legs over his side of the desk, resting the heel of one boot on a drawer pull.
“No, but I’m sure you are going to tell me,” he said in a somewhat distracted voice, his eyes drawn to her small, dimpled knees and the way that her skirt had rode up. He could catch the barest hint of her panties if he just turned his head a little to the side to look along the underside of her legs…
“I think you need a good fucking,” she said in a no-nonsense tone, parting her thighs slightly. There was no more need to play around at getting a look, as he could now clearly see the softness of her pale blue panties and the shape of her pussy as the material molded to her skin. Sucking in a deep breath at her boldness, Derrick sat up straight, readying to get up and show her out.
“You know as well as I do that it is against school policy for any instructor to get involved with a student. As flattering as your suggestion is, I think that it might be best…” With a firm nudge of a booted heel, Derrick found himself again laying back in his chair, nearly falling over with the force of his weight as it shifted.
“Well, I don’t really give a shit,” she said icily as she slid from the desktop to stand in front of him.
“ Have you ever given any thought to the fact that maybe I needed a good fucking too? After all, I have a very demanding English lit. class. I spend and entire hour every day being gawked at by my horny instructor who has to stay seated for almost the whole class just to keep everyone from seeing his hard-on. Do you know the effect that that has on a girl?” she said, grabbing hold of the arms of the chair as she straddled his legs and sat down over his thighs, looking squarely into his startled brown eyes.
“You know that I am not offering anything that you don’t already want,” she said with a little pout, slowly dragging her index finger down the buttons of his starched white shirt.
“I’ll let you do anything……” she said in a whisper, bending to trace her nimble tongue over the curve of his bottom lip.
Taking the initiative, Lilith settled her mouth over his, deftly slipping her warm tongue between his lips, sliding it over the warmth of his motionless tongue. Just when she was sure that he was indeed going to turn her down, his entire body came to life as he slipped one hand deep within her mass of dark hair, pulling her mouth down harder on his. While they hungrily devoured each other, his other hand came to rest on her hip, pushing her down into his lap as he slowly pushed his hips up into hers. Moaning softly, Lilith pulled away from his bruising kiss to catch her breath.
“Mmm…..you taste delicious,” she drawled.
“Did you mean ‘anything’,” Derrick asked as he tightened his hand into a fist and turned her head so he could run the tip of his tongue around the shell of her ear.
“Oh yes,” she groaned,” I meant ANYTHING.”
“Good,” he whispered, nipping at the lobe of her ear.
With a gentle firmness, he slid her backward until she was able to put her feet down on the ground. With a look of anticipation, she looked down at him.
“I want you to unbutton your shirt,” he said, staring as her hands began to move slowly over the buttons. As each inch of skin was revealed, his dick began to jump within his pants. When he thought that it was as hard as it could get, she parted the material, exposing small, perfect breasts with beautiful pale pink nipples that stood out in from her body proudly. His hands tightened on the arms of his chair.
“Now, unwind the chain and hand it to me.”
With sparkling eyes, Lilith slowly complied, seeming to take great pleasure in the task. With the chain in hand, Derrick wrapped it around his hand a couple of times and then gave a sudden yank., sending Lilith teetering to regain her balance before falling. Catching herself, she lowered herself quickly to her knees between his spread legs.
“I want you to suck my dick,” Derrick said bluntly, leaning back in the chair, pulling the chain taunt. At the pull, Lilith leaned in closer, her nose buried against the zipper of his pants. When given a little bit of slack, she enthusiastically dragged down the zipper and fished his swollen cock out, pushing down his pants enough to free his balls. His dick was of average size, only about 5 ½ inches, but it was monstrously thick, more like a baseball bat than a penis. It’s head was a large, tight mushroom shape, such a deep red that it bordered on purple. As she leaned over to touch her lips to him, Derrick slid a hand into her short hair, forming a fist, and slowly impaled her hot mouth with his throbbing dick. Opening her mouth extra wide to keep from scraping her teeth against his sensitive rod, she hesitated, but only momentarily. Eagerly, she wrapped her nimble tongue around the swollen head of his cock before sucking ever inch deep within her mouth, to the back of her throat. His pubic hair tickled her nose, but she didn’t have the leisure of thinking about it. With a roughness born of desperation, Derrick had tightened his grip on her scalp and began frantically fucking her face, driving his cock deeper and harder into her waiting mouth. As he began to gasp and groan with each thrust of his hips, Lilith moaned hungrily around her mouthful of dick. The vibrations slithered along his swollen flesh and buried itself deep within his balls, causing them to ache fiercely.
“Oh God, yeah. Suck it all down,” he panted, bucking desperately into her mouth.
As Lil fondled his balls with one hand, she fed off of his arousal, using the fingers of her other hand to furiously rub her clit, sliding back from time and again to plunge into her wet hole to lubricate her fingers. Just as she was on the verge of orgasm, and Derrick’s cock began to swell against her tongue, he suddenly stopped, pulling her head up. With a hand clamped around the base of his jumping dick, Mr. Price looked down at Lil with a face flushed with lust, his cheeks nearly as brightly colored as the head of his organ. When he noticed her fingering herself, he jerked the chain roughly, sending her sprawling across his lap, his wet dick sliding against the side of her face.
“Not yet,” he said tightly.
“Take your panties off,” he said, giving her the length of leash to do so. When she had slid the cotton down, she looked at him questioningly.
“Turn around and slide down your skirt.” Complying, Lilith slid down the small tube of material that covered her, baring her soft white ass to his gaze. Without saying a word, Derrick leaned over and took the cheeks of her ass in his hands, kneading the fleshy globes. With a firm pressure, he urged her down to the floor on her hands and knees. As he slid down onto the tile floor behind her, Derrick bent down to run his wet tongue over the curve of her ass, nipping lightly at the roundness of one cheek. Rewarded with a small yelp and the thrusting back of Lil’s hips, Derrick continued to explore her full posterior.
Moaning at his ministrations, Lilith ground her hips back into his firm hands. She lowered her head, concentrating on the delicious feelings that he was tormenting her with. Gasping in surprise, she arched her back as Mr. Price slid one hand up the inside of her thigh, stroking his long fingers the slickness of the lips of her clean shaven pussy.
“Mmm….please, Mr. Price…….fuck me,” she panted, like a seasoned whore.
In answer to her pleading, Derrick brought back a hand and smacked her smartly on her ass, leaving a bright pink hand print.
“I’ll do what I want with you,” he grunted, squeezing her hips tightly in his firm hands.
Sliding his rough fingers along her ivory skin, he dragged them down the curve of her bottom, pulling the cheeks of her ass apart, bearing the pink and puckered entrance of her anus. Using the slick lubrication from her dripping pussy, he bathed the tiny opening before gripping the shaft of his dick in one hand and gently pushing it against the tightly puckered rose. Arching her back with pleasure, Lilith helped Derrick along, letting him know that this wasn’t a first for her. With a delicious whimper, she shifted her weight back on her knees and leaned into his thick dick. Slowly, his swollen rod disappeared within the recesses of her body, and Lil moaned her pleasure as she felt Derrick slide home and groan deeply in his chest. With his head bent and his brown hair brushing his forehead, he purposefully withdrew and plunged back within, over and over until they were both writhing and incoherent with lust. Dropping to her elbows, Lilith gave him better access to her tight hole as she reached back with one hand to work her swollen clit with wet fingers. As Derrick’s pace picked up and he hammered harder into the warmth of Lil’s welcoming ass, he held her hips in an iron grip.
“Oh yeah, oh baby….fuck me……fuck me!” she cried through gritted teeth as her fingers worked at a feverish pace.
“Oo, mmm…you want it all? Huh, Lil? You want me to cum in your beautiful ass?”
“Yes, yes…..yes…..” she chanted, begging, on the verge of cumming herself. “Uh, Ooo…Derrick, I’m gonna cum,” she moaned, rolling her clit between her thumb and forefinger.
Listening to her hot exclamations and feeling her sweet body gripping his with every dip of his hard dick, Derrick was right on the edge. Holding firm to the strong bones of her hips, Derrick pounded her with a fierceness that was written all over his face as his breath exploded from his lungs and he cried out as his cock jumped within her, shooting hot jets of cum deep within her.
With the sounds of sex in her ears and the roughness of his touch, Lilith found herself hit with a monstrous orgasm, causing her legs to tremble beneath her. Slowly, she slid her heavy arm back up to her other to support her weight as Derrick slowly pumped in and out of her slick ass, the contractions of her body pulling every drop of cum from his erupting penis. After sliding free of her spent form, Mr. Price sat back on his heels, his slacks still around his ankles. With a devilish expression, Lil slid around on her knees to face him. Using the hand that she had employed to get herself off, she ran one slick finger over his lower lip until he greedily sucked the digit into his mouth, sucking it clean of her juices. Leaning over, she pulled her hand away, only to replace it with her mouth, kissing him deeply.
Then, just as there was the threat of an awkward moment, Lilith stood up and gathered her clothes, slipping back into them and straightening her hair.
“See baby, that was just what you needed,” she said as she walked nonchalantly out the door, leaving Mr. Derrick Price sitting in his desk chair with his pants up and shirt undone.

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Hot neighbor affair 5

In the morning, when I woke up, I felt a sudden urge to pee. I got out of my bed and head out of my bedroom to my bathroom. As soon as I came to the toilet seat I found out my cock still had Monica’s lipstick all over it. My balls were too smeared with a couple of lines of that luscious red lipstick. I did what I came for, washed my face with a few hands of cold water and I tried to take a deep breath to replay what really happened last night. I was really happy because I did a thing that every teenage boy these days wants to do. I fucked a milf. Well, not really fucked in a physical term, it was more of an in-the-mind fuck. I knew I have to go shower myself, but then I felt really hungry so I decided I’m going to make myself a sandwich and some coffee first. That was the plan for a start of a brand new day.
As soon as I came to my kitchen, there was a note on my kitchen table. It wasn’t the note that really took my first sight I made when I entered the kitchen. It was the thing holding them. The note was in a bright orange stiletto. Right there on my table. I was very intrigued with this kind of an announcement. First thing I did I took a glance at my clock on the wall and it was already half past ten. I really slept like a baby. Then I heard a little music coming from outside. As I rushed to my window to see what is happening I stopped at my table just to take my message holder. As soon as I leaned over the window I realized my neighbor was already awake. She even took one speaker from her stereo and mounted it on her window. She was even playing some funky house and I was very pleased how my day started. I took the note from her shoe and there it wrote: “Hi! Thank you for last night… I would really like to make tonight’s show even better. If you agree, please come and lie on your chair like you did yesterday. And yeah, please take my heel with you…” Then she made a kiss on the bottom. A kiss full of sparkly gloss.
As I read the whole note again and again as if I have to learn it for my school recital, I came to my living room and the first thing I did I sat on my couch. Then I realized she left her tights on my couch. As I touched them my first thought was “Wouldn’t it be fine to try them on..? ”. I really had a big urge to do that. I’m no cross dresser but this is what I felt. I got up from my couch and started fondling with those tights. I pulled them right over my legs and as I pulled the upper part over my ass my dick started pumping.
– “Your ass looks much better in them than mine! ” She said from my window.
She scared the hell out of me so I really didn’t feel ashamed of my outfit. I didn’t know what to do, it was already too late to run.
– “I might do, but your legs really look much better wearing them don’t they..? ”
– “Well, if we gave you some heels…”
– “No, no, I don’t do that! ” I started defending. “This was just out of curiosity…”
– “I don’t mind baby, I don’t mind at all! Are you coming out..?”
– “Yeah! I have to take a shower first, I feel really dirty…”
– “Ok, but don’t come out to get a tan in those tights, wear something tight… or nothing…” she said as she turned around and went away. I went to have my so much waited shower and as I came to my bathroom I was still wearing her tights. They felt really good, as almost I’m wearing her on me. I turned around to see my ass in the mirror and she was right. My ass did look good in them. I laughed to my reflection in the mirror and took them off.
My shower felt so good. I could be under that stream of water for ever but I had something much better in my sight. As I got out of my shower I looked myself again in the mirror and I saw I don’t have to shave yet. I quickly went to my room to find something tight, the second option; not wearing anything was off course out of the question. As I went through my drawer I found a pair of black tight boxers. I haven’t wore them for a while because they were really too small. I decided to wear them. As I pulled them on with some more power than usual, I found out they were so tight that they stretched so much they became almost completely see-through.
– “Let’s see what does my slutty neighbor think about this?” I said as I went to my backyard.
There was already a glass of juice beside my chair. And I realized she pulled it a little closer to her part of the backyard. Probably to have even better view of the show that’s about to happen. I lied down and started putting my lotion on me. As soon as I was finished with rubbing the lotion, I lowered my sunglasses and started checking my sexy neighbor’s backyard.
I was out for some time and I started to question myself did I come too early or something. She wasn’t coming out so I tried to remember what she wrote on the note but as always I forgot about everything that was written. I turned my head to my side and I tried to get some rest than. After around fifteen minutes, I heard the music stopped. There was a moment of silence then I heard something that really lightened me. It was “Deja-vu” from Beyoncé and Jay-Z. I was always for a little bit of Deja-vu. She didn’t want all of our neighbors come to see the show so she turned the volume down but we could still hear it pretty clear. I was obviously some r’n’b – soul – hip-hop compilation of hers. Because she came out pretty soon waving her hips as she really enjoyed it. This time her basket was full. She wore some tight, low waist hot pants made out of a pair of jeans. They were cut under her ass so much you could see almost half of her ass. They looked more like some type of Brazilian bikini. I knew they were home made because she removed the whole waistline too. At front you could see the edge of her bush coming through her opened zipper and at her back her black thong fell out as she knelt to the floor. She was wearing a pair of black open toe heels that had some rivets mounted at her 5 inch + heel. She tied her tight T shirt right under her tits, and she was wearing no bra. You could see her nipples poking, trying to get out. She started pulling out all kinds of sexy lingerie in all colors of the spectrum. After she pulled out more than a dozen pairs of thongs and laced panties, she pulled as much bra’s. Then she hanged a lot of stockings with all kinds of patterns. This was a real show, and It was made all for me. Then she pulled out a black fishnet body suit. As she hanged it she went to see me.
– “Is everything ok baby..? Do you like what you see..? ”
– “I very much do, madam, please continue… ”
She blossomed as she heard my words. She turned around and made a step to the side with her left leg, so she was standing pretty wide. She than leaned all the way to her front her boobs touched her knees. The part of her pants that should cover the part through her ass to her pussy was nothing but a tiny strap of jeans barely keeping the front and the back end together. She same happened with her thong strap, she moved them aside with one hand and then pressed the other on her pussy. She didn’t even remove her hand but with a slight twist of her middle finger she slid it right in. She pulled it out and in again for a few times and I could really see how wet she was. Her long middle finger was soaking wet as she pulled it out. She turned around and went straight to the side of my chair, knelt down and asked me.
– “Do you want to taste my pussy honey..?”
– “I sure do madam!”
She than once again stuffed her middle finger to her pussy all the way till her palm was pressed on her outer lips. She then pulled it out and took it straight to my mouth. I sucked on the whole finger and the taste was delicious.
– “You look so hot in those pants boy!” she said as she looked at my bulge. “I’d fuck you so hard right now… but… there’s more I want to show you and try with you before that”
– “I agree madam…”
She went back to her basket and pulled out a pair of red, cut-out tights, than a pair of white ones and a pair of tiny fishnet leggings. The sun was almost at her part of the backyard so she just turned the drier a little more for me to see it better. She hanged all of her clothes in an order so I can see every little thing. Then she turned around and said: “Enjoy baby… until later… ”. I was very pleased with what was on my sight and I didn’t want to leave but the sun started to burn my skin and I had no sun lotion on me so I went in and took a shower again to cool down my skin. And my thoughts. As I was doing this, I left all of my doors opened… not much has passed and she was at my door, looking at me and licking her lips. I turned down the water and turned to face her. She was now in my bathroom, her back against the wall and legs spread wide. She had her right hand on her pussy and her left was coming all over her tits. I put some shower gel on my hand and started rubbing all over my chest and my stomach. As soon as my hand reached my dick she lowered her ass to the floor and started fondling her pussy harder. I stroked my cock slow so my kinky neighbor could enjoy every move I make. My dick was all foamy so my hand really felt like some girl’s soaking pussy. As I was doing it I was watching Monica and I noticed she started fucking her swollen pussy with her finger. She then lowered her other hand to her clit and she instantly rolled her eyes and then closed them. She opened her mouth wide and stood like that for a second, her hands still working hard around the epicenter of my lust. She than looked at me for the last time and started shaking. A hard orgasm went through her body as she mounted her second finger to her pussy. She didn’t move for some time than looked at me lustfully.
– “You make my pussy so horny boy… you’re making me crazy!” she said and turned around. She was out of my house as a lightning. I was still stroking my dick but had no show in front of me so it really wasn’t such a joy as if she was still right there. I turned around and finished my shower. I came to my room and there was a note on my bed. She must’ve did this before she came to my bathroom. She wrote: “Tonight, at 10 o’clock, come to my room, I’ll leave all of my doors and windows open… just for you… ”. “Ok, we’re moving the show to her apartment than…” I said to myself. I wasn’t liking the change of our position because I felt pretty confident at my apartment. I didn’t know how would I feel under her roof, on her territory, under her rules… but, I wasn’t missing this there was no chance!
It was around 3 pm and I just washed my dishes and the glasses from last night. We drank almost the whole bottle while performing our little shows for each other. I didn’t even notice our glasses being filled. So I took the other bottle she brought and I left it in my fridge so I don’t come empty handed tonight. I was just about to go and get ready and go out to buy her something when I heard a commotion in the next door apartment. I rushed to my window to hear better but all I could hear was a man and a woman fighting, I couldn’t find out whose voice it was. It kept going on and on so I finally gave up and I hoped it was not my sexy neighbor. But I was wrong. As soon as I had put on my t-shirt and my pants I heard a knock on my window.
– “I’m sorry baby, but we have a problem…” she whispered.

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The forgotten heroes – Chapter One “The adventure begins.”

Hey it’s Reed here I’m going to start another series this one been in the works for quite a while. A quick introduction to it is a story of a young man on his journey to discover who he really is. Its a journey of self discovery almost a coming of age type of story plus a fantasy backround. Hope you guys enjoy it and like always votes and comments are appreciated

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The Girls Who Shared a Bed

About me, the author: My name is Lucy, I’m a 23-year-old graduate student, and this is my first story on this site. It is purely a work of fiction, and I encourage readers to tell me what you think about this story.

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Pleeky Blinds Her: Chapter One

Plenko is getting used to his life as a new college freshman, he’s meeting older women, partaking in activities he normally wouldn’t be, and exploring the sexual side of college. But where will his adventures take him? It’s only the beginning. Hey guys! I am always open to suggestions for my stories, so if there is something you guys would love to read in the next chapter, leave it in the comments! Also, follow my Tumblr for GIFS and pictures of motivation for my stories!

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Plant 42

Jill Vinston wandered the halls of the Walace state Guardhouse. She hadn’t been able to find any of the other X.P.Q.R members since first arriving in the mansion, and she was starting to worry that she’d never see any of them again. There were still more locked doors in the house, but she didn’t have the right keys, so she had been searching the guardhouse for anything useful. So far, she hadn’t found much, aside from more zombies and an unusually large beehive at the end of one of the halls.
Jill entered one of the rooms to find a bookcase that had been pushed aside to reveal a hole in the floor. In the hole was a ladder. Jill descended the ladder to find more halls, these made of cold, stone, and there was a reek of mildew. Going further down the hall and around a couple corners, constantly cautious with her Beretta ready, she realized why. The floor tilted downwards and it was obvious that not very long ago had been covered in water.
Jill went through the double doors at the end of the hall and entered a large room with a giant tank in the center of it. The tank was smashed and empty now, probably the reason that there had been water flooding the basement. She started to circle around the tank, wondering what could’ve been inside. As she turned one of the corners, she saw. Three sharks, one of them quite large with two smaller ones, flipped and flopped on the cement floor. They weren’t normal sharks, they looked mutilated and rotting.
Figures, Jill thought to herself, everything in this place is dead and rotting but still moving around. There were three doors in the basement, aside from the one she had entered from. She entered one to find what looked like a conference room of sorts… and something much stranger. It appeared to be plant roots, but they had broken straight through the ceiling and they were huge. Jill hadn’t seen anything up above that looked like it would have roots. Still, she didn’t want to get to close, so she turned and exited the room.
The other two rooms proved to be just as useless as the first. She saw how the water had been drained… but by who? And the same mystery person had raided the supply closet next to the drainage room and had taken every useful thing. Sighing, Jill left the basement and headed back upstairs. There was only one final room to check, through another set of double doors near the back of the guardhouse. Jill entered the room quickly, sweeping her gun for anything that might attack, and then gasped.
In the center of the room was a giant plant, clearly what the roots belonged to. There was a large pod in the middle and sweeping vines sprouting out from it with a mossy substance covering the entire room. Jill was stunned at the size of it and before she had a chance to react there was a loud thud as one of the tentacles slapped into the door behind Jill, closing it. That got the woman’s attention, turning to grab at the handle, but it wouldn’t turn. Then she felt one of the vines grip around her leg and yank her away from the door.
Jill let out a shriek and her pistol went flying as she was lifted up off the floor towards the plant. More vines appeared to ensnare her, grabbing her at the wrists and ankles and spreading her out before the giant plant monster. Jill struggled fiercely, trying to get herself free, but it was no use. She started to wonder how this monstrosity would kill her, because there was no doubt it would. But the plant had other plans.
Plant 42 was quite full, after having fed on the other two that had entered its lair. They had been fully cocooned in the moss that covered the walls and there was no way for Jill to realize that the corpses of Chris Eddington and Barry Starton were now mere lumps on the ceiling. After two large meals like that, Plant 42 wouldn’t be hungry for a while, now it was just bored. It’s vines had started to move over Jill’s body, quickly discovering she was a female. Plant 42 was neither male nor female, but it had found that female humans were more fun to play with, and up until now it had only been able to play with the zombies.
Feeling the warmth of Jill’s body with its vines told Plant 42 that she was no zombie. If it had a mouth, it would have smiled. Instead, it just extended its tiny barbs from the vines and started to cut Jill’s clothes away, very carefully. It didn’t want to cut or hurt her, just disrobe her. Jill watched as the vines sliced her shirt and pants off of her body.
What the hell was it doing? she thought. Why doesn’t it just kill me and be done with it?
A little over a minute later, all Jill wore were her boots. Her large breasts heaved with Jill’s heavy breathing and a coating of sweat covered her body. She still didn’t know exactly what was going on, but eying the vines long enough had given her an idea that she didn’t like. Plant 42 lowered its barbs again and then the vines started to move over Jill’s body again, caressing it. They moved over her tits, legs, back, ass, and crotch. One even moved up and stroked over her face. Jill started to weep. She had been right, this plant thing was going to rape her. She didn’t want it to happen, the vines were so long and thick, but it seemed she didn’t really have a say in the matter.
The vine that had been rubbing up against Jill’s crotch finally brought its tip to her cunt lips and started to push into the woman. Jill cried out as she felt the vine starting to penetrate her. It stretched her wide and her tears came more rapidly. The vine pushed more of itself into Jill, feeling her vaginal walls clench together, trying to push the invader out. The vine just went deeper, enjoying the tightness. It pulled back and thrust into her, starting to find a rhythm.
As that vine entered, the one on Jill’s chest wrapped around each of her tits and pushed them together, before sliding through her cleavage and beginning to titfuck her. This wasn’t as unpleasant to Jill as the vine in her pussy was. The vine brushed against her nipples every once in a while, caressing them to hardness. But the roughness of which her breasts were being handled nullified any of the pleasure she felt. The vine moved up and down Jill’s chest, through her tits, and finally went even farther up, entering her agape mouth. The woman’s eyes widened at this new violation. She started to cough and gag, and was thankful when the vine pulled back down, only to have it re-enter seconds later.
Jill made the mistake of thinking things couldn’t get any worse, only to have a third vine push in between her ass cheeks. No, she thought pleadingly, please, no, not that. But the plant monster wasn’t psychic, and even if it had been, it wouldn’t have listened. It shoved its third vine into Jill’s anus, causing her whole body to jerk. She managed to let out a high pitched scream, which was allowed to carry on for a short time, since the vine on her tits had stopped plunging into her mouth. Her scream was cut off, though, by a fourth vine that was interested in her lovely mouth. This one came from straight above her, so it could push itself down into her tight throat as it wished.
Amidst the triple penetration and the tit fucking, Jill’s sanity slipped. She lost all rational thought and concepts of pain and pleasure and suddenly, it all felt incredibly good to her. Her crying turned into slutty moans of pleasure and she started to thrash back and forth, not trying to escape, but to get more of the vines into her. She bobbed her head on the vine in her mouth, and thrust her hips back and forth, between the ones in her cunt and ass. She couldn’t do much for the one between her boobs, but it was doing plenty itself. Jill felt the ecstasy build inside her body, until she was brought to a mind numbing orgasm. Her body rocked hard and she screamed loudly, even with the vine in her mouth.
As she started to come down from cumming, Jill’s sanity started to return and she realized what she had just done. She was absolutely sickened with herself, but it didn’t stop the vines from continuing to thrust into her every way they could. This continued for quite a while, Jill’s spirit cracking and finally shattering. She didn’t cry, she didn’t moan, she just hung there, letting the vines have their way with her. Finally, she felt a rumbling of sorts, coursing up all of the vines. It felt almost like a vibrator to her. Then she felt the cum start to blast into her, coating her insides and shooting up over her tits. It was green in color, almost glowing and it tingled as it touched her skin, inside or out. She was forced to swallow tons of the plant cum, and still it spilled out of her lips. Similarly, her cunt and anus were filled to beyond capacity, while her chest was totally covered with the goo.
When the plant had finished shooting its loads into and onto the woman, it simply released her, letting her fall to the ground and splatter into a wet pool of the cum. The plant curled up its vines to sleep and Jill, amazed that she had been set free pushed herself to the door, finding it unlocked now. She left the room and shut the door behind her, leaning against it heavily. She was naked and covered in the slime. Unknown to her, it was highly poisonous. Not enough to kill her, but to weaken and disorient her, even causing hallucinations. But she didn’t know this, she just knew she felt exhausted due to the ordeal she had just been through.
And it wasn’t over. Jill hadn’t been sitting there a whole minute before she heard the buzzing of the bees from down the hall. She forced herself to her feet and ran for the door to the next hall, entering and pulling the door closed behind her. Jill was breathing heavily and starting to get a little dizzy. She felt ridiculous, walking around in nothing but her boots, but she didn’t have her choice. Her clothes were still with the plant, and besides, they had been shredded. So she went on, stumbling every once in a while.
Jill entered one of the dormitory rooms, knowing there was a bed in there, and maybe some clothes. Her eyes widened with joy at the sight she saw. “Chris!” she exclaimed, moving to him and hugging him, not thinking about her current slimy nudity. The real Chris was dead, in the same room with her clothes, but again she didn’t know that. She was actually hugging a zombie, the smell of death strong off of it. The hallucinations had started to set in.
The zombie hadn’t been dead long enough to forget the allures of a naked woman. His cock started to harden as the woman hugged him and he found his constant hunger for flesh was met with an equally strong hunger for sex. Jill felt the hardness press against her firm stomach and smirked. “Chris, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were more happy to see me then usual.” Then she remembered she was naked. “Oh… yea…” She looked back up at the rotting face in front of her, to her looking just like a living Chris.
“Why don’t you say anything?” Jill asked him. Her words were like mush to the zombie. He didn’t know what she was saying, but he knew he wanted her. He moved his hands to her breasts, squeezing. Jill was surprised by this, but felt a heat start to grow between her legs. “Chris… don’t…” But she didn’t want him to stop. She had been attracted to Chris ever since she had first met him. Now that they were trapped in this hellish mansion and their chances of survival were slim, why not give in to temptation? At least her last sexual experience wouldn’t be of being gang raped by a plant. She brought her face close to his and kissed his lips, moving her tongue into Chris’s mouth.
Part of the zombie’s rotting mind told him to bite down now and eat the squiggling morsel in his mouth, but he still had enough human side left to remember how to kiss. He shoved his gray, bloated tongue back into Jill’s mouth, continuing to squeeze her breasts and pinch at her nipples. Jill moaned into the zombie’s mouth, pressing her nude body close to his. She moved one of her hands down, continuing to kiss him, and slid it down the front of his pants. Her fingers wrapped around the hard cock she found there and gave it a jerk.
The zombie moaned, one of the only vocal things he could do anymore. This made Jill smile. “Like that, huh?” She moved her hand back and forth on the cock some more. She gasped as she felt one of Chris’s hands move between her legs and push a finger inside her. The zombie started pushing his finger in and out of the woman’s pussy. This went on for a few minutes, before Jill pushed Chris down onto the bed and yanked his pants off, letting his rod spring free. Not having to undress herself made things easier and she simply straddled him, letting the hard on slide into her body.
Jill and the zombie moaned together and started to grind into each other. The zombie placed his hands on Jill’s ass and pulled her onto him harder and harder as he thrust up to meet her. Jill cried out and lowered herself over Chris, kissing at his neck and moving up to his lips again, moving her tongue to play with his. His dick felt incredibly inside her and she felt an orgasm approaching.
Thomas had just finished killing Plant 42, a task which had been incredibly easy after it had tired itself out fucking Jill and had gotten the Shield Key. He was on his way back out, when he heard moans and screams which could only be fucking. Curious, Thomas poked his head into the room they were coming from and could barely contain his laughter. There was Jill Valentine humping with wanton pleasure a zombie, and loving every minute of it. This was better then fucking Lara Croft’s corpse and spraying her brains all over the wall earlier. As much as he would have liked to ram his cock into Jill, this scene was much too entertaining to interrupt. Instead, he unbuttoned his pants and started to stroke his already hard member as he watched the couple fuck from behind his dark sunglasses.
Jill didn’t even notice the door open, or Thomas jerking off. The poison was ravaging her brain heavily, causing her skin to come to a boiling temperature. She was pouring sweat, even more so then a regular sexual act caused her and she was developing tunnel vision. All she could see was Chris’s face as she pounded onto his cock, her pleasure increasing with every hump. Finally, she tensed her body and came, feeling Chris cum with her, his seed spilling into her body. She didn’t even notice the burning sensation of the infected cum. She collapsed on top of her lover, breathing heavily and her heart pounding so fast she thought it might explode.
In such close proximity, the smell of the zombie worked its way through the hallucination to Jill’s senses. “Chris, honey… you need a bath. You stink,” she said to him between gasps of air. She looked down at him smiling, but something looked odd about him. She narrowed her eyes and looked closer at him, then screamed as the sight of the zombie came into clear focus. But it was all too late. The zombie’s lust had departed with his cum and now he was left only with the other hunger. As Jill screamed, the zombie bit into her throat.
Thomas was torn between a sadness at seeing another such beautiful babe being killed and total amusement at the sheer hilariousness of the situation. In the end, both feelings were drowned out as he himself came. His cum shot out and landed on the floor as Jill’s scream turned into a wet gargle as the zombie tore her throat out, blood spilling all over the bed. Jill fell forward against the zombie again, limply. Her flesh grew pale quickly and her breathing slowed. She looked over at the door, noticing it was open. The last thing she saw as the darkness of death claimed her was Thomas putting his dick away, a cold smile on his face.

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An Akane To Remember

The meat is gone again?, well looks like its Akane’s turn to roast, in this final chapter read just how Akane will react to finally getting roasted with a suprize charator returning.

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Mom’s Submissive side 2

Mom’s Submissive side #2
Cindy was standing in the kitchen as her husband Alex walked in, “Hi honey I missed you”. She smiled at him and continued fussing with the dishes, “I missed you too Alex it’s good to have you home”.
“I’m going to take a shower, change and be down in a few minutes ok”? “Sounds like a plan babe”.
Alex headed for the stairs; Cindy’s mind was on the 10”cock which had been fucking her pussy while Jason’s cock was stuffed deep in her ass Friday night. The feeling of both cocks pumping her at the same time was just the most incredible sexual experience she ever had. When the cocks blasted warm cum deep into her she just started cumming and couldn’t stop until both cocks were completely finished. It was Sunday, only one day without there cocks, she was already feeling bitchy. Her ass still hurt from the paddling but it was bearable and she knew she wanted more of that as well.
Sunday and Monday Alex had all kinds of things he wanted to do with her, by Monday evening they were both tired. Jason and Brad sat at the table waiting for dinner. Brad go down stairs and get your father dinner is ready. He stood and headed for the basement.
Jason looked at Cindy, “Mom Howard called twice this afternoon”.
“I figured he would poor baby, I’ll guess there’s a large nut in there about now”.
“When is dad leaving”? “I’m not sure but tell the poor baby to leave it in there as it’s my job to get it out”. “I hope he knows how much I really enjoy milking him dry”?
Brad and Alex came to the table and they ate, Alex and Brad went into the den to watch TV. Jason stood up,”Mom I’ll be in my room, when you finish could you come upstairs and help me with my homework, nut”?
“Sure honey I’ll be there in fifteen minutes”. Jason headed for the stairs.
Dished done she told Alex what she was going to do; after she was done helping they could watch a movie.
She walked into her bedroom, checking out her panty draw she found a pair of green lace thongs, pulling them on she put on a little makeup. She grabbed a pair of 5” heels which she would leave in Jason’s room, pulled her jeans up and walked to his door. A light knock and she heard the lock open. She slipped in, “Hi baby”, Jason had the paddle in his hands. “Oh honey I know I need a spanking but the noise will create suspicion”. Without a word he unbuttoned her jeans, she wiggled out of them with a big smile. He turned her around; turning the volume up on the stereo he pushed her over the chair so her ass was sticking up. Her pussy was wet as the first paddle hit her very hard, the tears started but she kept wiggling her ass with delight. Ten strokes later he stopped, pulling her up by her hair. She was really crying, the paddling had hurt, and she knew she couldn’t sit for a while.
“Wow mom look at your pussy”, they both looked down and sure enough there was a large wet spot.
“Pull those panties down, since Howard can’t pop your nut I’m going to”. He laid her on the bed on her back, pain instantly shot through her as her ass was tender from the beating it had just received. He stuffed his cock in all the way and proceeded to build a good slow steady rhythm. From her ass rubbing on the sheets there was constant pain which was bringing a roaring orgasm to her. She tried spreading wider for him which in turn caused her ass to hurt more which cased the orgasm to overtake her. She was moaning like an animal, Jason stuffed his underwear in her mouth so to muffle her screams of pleasure. He stiffened, he cock started pumping cum deep in her pussy, this caused her to have another orgasm of the same intensity as the first.
After a couple of seconds she jumped up and pulled her panties up. “Thank you baby I really need that”. “Good moms now wiggle your pussy until cum starts flowing then we’ll get Howard on the computer so he can see.
Five minutes later she was sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide. Cum was dripping down her legs as she proudly displayed Jason’s efforts for Howard’s inspection. She told Howard to please not jerk off or do anything that would make him cum, she would be milking him dry once Alex left. They finally closed the computer, pulling on her jeans she smiled. “Jason honey we both know I need discipline”, “if I buy some aids at the adult store would you and Howard use them on me”?
“We sure would mom”. Blowing him a kiss she was heading downstairs, Alex and Brad were asleep. She woke them and everyone was in bed by 10 pm. Alex was still home on Thursday afternoon, they had joked as to the fact he was taking a vacation. Friday the phone rang for Alex, it was his office. They had scheduled him for a sales trip to the southwest, seven states in sixteen days ending at there home office in Wisconsin.
Brad asked her if he could go fishing with his friend Larry at the parent’s cabin for the weekend but would be home by noon Sunday. He was given instant approval.
She sent a text to Howard, “baby you can get ride of the nut tonight after 9”. Her phone buzzed within twenty seconds. His friend Denzel from his old neighborhood was staying with them for the weekend, as Denzel’s mom and dad went on vacation so he was stuck. Thinking with her pussy she texted back, “if he has a nut issue he needs to get ride of bring him along”. The phone buzzed almost immediately, “Thanks Cindy”. She texted Jason with the info and he was thrilled.
Cindy was in the car heading for the adult store near the mall. Pulling into a spot around back she got out and headed in. A short woman approached her, “can I help you”? “Actually yes, nipple clamps with chains”. The girl showed not emotion but turned and headed toward an isle, Cindy followed. The isle was labeled S&M, she saw exactly what she wanted. Nipple clams to hold her over a chair or table so the boys weren’t pulling on her. She saw a large paddle with holes in it. The paddle could cover both cheeks and the holes made it cut through the air faster for a harder more solid hit. A very large butt plug, she turned the corner and was looking at an industrial sized vibrator when a woman caught her eye.
“Hi you look familiar” said the woman; Cindy responded “so do you”. Cindy realized it was the girl from two doors down. Cindy laughed, “Come here often”? “Every chance I get”!
They started chatting and decided to have coffee after they finished purchasing there items. With the stuff in the car they sat talking about there lack of sex from there husbands. The girl whose name was Evelyn, was 25, she had one child a year old girl. Since her sex life way in the toilet she had stopped taking her birth control pills for at least three months. Cindy thought this over for a minute and then went for it, “Why not come over my house tonight after 8, we’ll drink some wine dress up like sluts, get the vibrators out and party”? Evelyn didn’t hesitate; great I’ll get my mother in law to watch the kid so I can really relax”.
Walking out to there cars she asked Cindy, “You bought a paddle right”? “Yes I did”. “Good I haven’t been spanked in a long time; I really need my ass pounded”. “While I’m on the subject got any pot”? “No”. “No biggie I’ll bring some”.
She couldn’t wait to get home and tell Jason. An hour later Jason sat in the kitchen listening to the events of the day.
“Mom you’re the best”, “I’ve always wanted to fuck her since they moved in, what’s the plan”. Cindy explained she would get her over early, get her relaxed and horny and then around nine you guys just walk in on us.
When Evelyn answered she knew it was Cindy, “Something wrong”? “No can you get over here by 5:30 or 6”? “Sure Why”? “I started drinking and I hate drinking alone”. “I’ll be there around 5:30”, “I’m bringing some extra underwear as I hate sitting in wet if you get my meaning”. “See you soon”.
By seven thirty they were stoned, Cindy looked at her, “I’m going up stairs to get dressed like a real slut, care to join me”. By 8:30 they looked fantastic, Cindy grabbed the new vibrator, “let’s go to the basement and really relax”.
They had passed Jason’s room when she stopped “I forgot something, get us another joint and I’ll be right down”. Evelyn staggered away laughing. Jason’s door opened, “mom you look like a real slut”, “Thank you dear I’m wet thinking about Howard and his friend”. “Jason as soon as Howard gets here lock the house and come down stairs”. “The new paddle is in a bag in my room with nipple clams”. “Jason we are sluts that need discipline and a lot of it”. “No problem mom”.
A little while later they were discussing the fact both of them had neatly trimmed bushed, when the three boys came down the stairs. Jason had the bag from Cindy’s room. Evelyn tried to cover herself but Cindy just sat there legs spread out smiling, “Hi guys you’re home early”?
Jason looked at them “well it seems you are both sluts”, Evelyn piped up with I’m no slut”! Jason explained the paddling process, the fact they were going to get fucked tonight and to get use to it. Evelyn tried to explain she was off the pill but they didn’t seem to care. Jason instructed Evelyn to bend over the sofa, “Fuck you mister” was all she got out as the other two boys grabbed her arm and swung her into position. She was cursing them, calmly Jason explained she was getting 20 strokes, if she spoke the count would start from the beginning. As the first stroke hit her panty covered ass it really stung. It took five strokes before she stopped yelling and just laid there crying hysterically. As he reached 20 they let her go, her legs were shaky as she balanced herself. There was a burning from her ass cheeks she had never felt before.
Howard looked at Evelyn, he pointed to her pussy, “hey guys she’s wet”. They all took pictures of her wet spot. Standing there she saw Cindy get paddled. Standing in front of three guys both women had wet spots and were horny as hell. Jason looked at Evelyn, “Hey Eve lose the bra, now”! “No fucken way mister”. She was back over the sofa; she received another 10 strokes which turned into 17 before she shut up. She had never been beaten like this in her life, her ass burned like it was on fire she couldn’t stop crying.
She realized Cindy was being fucked by the two black guys at the same time, they had her pussy and ass filled with cock. Cindy was moaning like an animal as she thrashed around between them. The three of them seemed to stiffen at the same time, she knew Cindy was having an orgasm, she also realized the guys were cumming in both her holes. The orgasm kept cumming until both cocks in her had stopped spewing cum in her. She definitely had the look of a well fucked woman.
Jason leaned close to her ear and whispered, “lay down and spread your legs I’m going to fuck you”! She hesitated for a moment but went right down. As her ass hit the carpet she winced, her ass hurt like hell. Jason’s cock was in her almost immediately, it had been quite a while since she had felt a hard dick, it felt great. With every thrust the carpet irritated her ass, there was a burning coming from deep in her pussy she had absolutely no control over. Jason kept pounding her to the hilt as she started moaning loudly, she was loosing control as he was in complete charge of her. She spread a little wider which made her ass cheeks burn which caused her pussy to spasm she had a screaming orgasm. Jason just kept pumping, but was pounding her hard and fast. She moved her mound up each time he drove down to get more of his cock in her. He stiffen, she felt hot slippery cum pouring into the depths of her pussy. The feeling caused her to have her third orgasm. Jason collapsed on her and they lay there catching there breath.
Looking up into Jason’s eyes she whispered softly, “your cock feels wonderful I would like more if you would like to”? “Was my pussy good and tight for you, baby”? “Jason rolled off her get your panties on now”! She rolled over grabbed them and wiggled them over her hips. Now she saw Cindy at the bar in only panties kissing one of the black guy’s cocks. “Why do I need my panties on”? “To prove to the other guys you’ve got my cum dripping out of you”. “Oh”.
They headed to the bar. Denzel looked at Jason, “how was the pussy”? “Jason responded “Wet, hot tight and now gooey”!
Howard looked at Evelyn “how did his cock feel in you”? “It was wonderful I love cock and his cock is great”. Cindy was sucking Denzels cock and from the looks of thing they were both near the edge. Denzel grabbed her ears and shoved this cock way down her throat. As he was cumming she gagged, he pulled his cock out of her throat and left it in her mouth as he was still cumming. Cum has passed through her nose but she kept sucking until he was finished. Cindy looked around at the group, scoped the cum from her face and swallowed, “good to the last drop”.
Howard put Evelyn on all fours and Jason got his cock back in her pussy, she was moaning within two minutes, suddenly Howard’s big cock head plopped into her ass. He was holding her ass cheeks which were now sorer due to the carpet, now with him squeezing her butt cheeks it was beginning to cause agony. Strangely she didn’t want either of them to stop. The feeling of two cocks rubbing together inside her was like no sexual sensation she had ever experienced. The torrent of emotion that flooded her mind was overwhelming, her pussy was milking the cock in it, her ass was gripping the cock in it in an effort to force them both to explode in her. Her orgasm gripped her, first she was screaming, and then she couldn’t breathe, and suddenly her pussy felt the feeling of warm cum bathing her cervix. She orgasm again, again a strange feel was now coming from her bowels as a blast of warm cum was deposited deep in her ass, a third and fourth orgasm blasted through her.
After a few moments both guys pulled out and told her to get her panties on. She did, and within five minutes they had pictures of her wet stains front and rear, cum soaked bush pictures and she was smiling happily in all the pictures.
Standing at the bar they all joked openly about how tight the girl’s pussies were. The girls didn’t mind have there pictures taken so the guys could jerk off when they were alone. The fact that both girls really enjoyed getting DP and had cum oozing down there legs was another perk.
Denzel looked at Eve, “hey momma you do know how to suck cock don’t you”? “Sir I’ll have you know I am a very good cock sucker”, “I really enjoy sucking cock and swallowing cum”, “would you like a blow job from me too find out for your self”? He walked over to her; she dropped to her knees and went to work. Within five minutes she was swallowing a load of warm fresh cum. As she stood up licked her lips she said to no one in particular “God I love a mouthful of cum at night”.
Denzel and Jason took Eve to his bedroom where she was DP two more times, but only Jason’s cum was allowed in her pussy. Cindy fucked Howard six times, as they lay in bed she looked at him, “honey am I your black cock cum loving slut”? “Yes you are, there a problem with that”? “No I’m very happy with that arrangement”. “Honey why do I have to continue to wear panties after we fuck”? “Well soon we’ll all be going to parties”, “we will”? “Yes everyone is in there bra and panties”, “cum stains in the front and back indicated you are part of group”, “you are not available unless someone asks and permission is given”. “Permission to what”? “OK let’s say we all go to a party tomorrow night and you look the way you do now”. The host has a nut he wants to get rid of, he’s seen your video and would like to give it too you”. “He must ask me if it’s ok”. “If I agree you take care of the nut and get right back to me, got it”? “Yes”. “I’d rather get another nut from you”? “Now”?, “No Cindy I need to rest a bit”.
Saturday morning Howard and Denzel left to go to there part time jobs, Eve gave all three guys a good morning blow job first, Jason stayed in bed, so Eve went to the kitchen, there was Cindy making coffee.
“Hi girlfriend, how you pussy”? Asked Evelyn, Cindy smiled “well I got laid six times, my pussy is still very sloppy but it feels great”. “My ass burns like hell but I admit I enjoy being spanked”. “From four DP my asshole is stretched quite a bit, but I feel good”.
“I do too but I can’t sit down properly, if my mother in law realized what’s going on I’m fucked”! “Don’t sweat the small shit; the guys are taking us to a party tonight”. “I’m not sure I can go”, “why”? “The mother in law thing”, “tell her you’re helping your neighbor with a church event”. “That just may work she is a religious nut”.
“Cindy I do have one other question for you”? “Sure girlfriend what”? “They just keep pumping live sperm into us; don’t they know we can get pregnant”? “Not only do they know but Howard has told me if it happens I should have his child”. Evelyn’s eyes bugged out of her head, “are you serious”? “Yup I’ve had a gallon of his black sperm pumped into me in a two week period”. “His cock feels way too good for me to bitch about getting pregnant to him and frankly if my husband would fuck me like he does I’d be faithful too him but a girl need two thing”. “What are they”? “A hard cock almost daily, gallons of warm fresh cum and a good spanking”. They both laughed. “That’s three things”!
Evelyn was standing because her ass was still unbelievably sore. Jason entered the room.
“Hi girls, how are our pussies feeling”? Evelyn responded “well sir speaking for myself I have one very sloppy pussy which feels wonderful”. “My asshole is still leaking cum as well, it feels terrific too”. “My only question is when can I come back for more”?
“Tonight Eve, were having a party here”. Cindy looked at her son “we are”? “Yup, were getting one more guy involved and then our group is closed”.
“One more guy” asked Eve. “Yes but the only cum going in your pussy is from me”.
“How come babe”? “Well that way were sure who the daddy is”. Jason turned and left the room as he left he called to Evelyn “be back at 8”.
Evelyn just looked at Cindy, “Is he serious”?
“I think so; he seems very pleased with himself”.” But, I”, Cindy held up her hand.
“Look Evelyn it’s pretty simple, either you get the morning after pill, just don’t say anything about it or you can get knocked up if you want”. “You have a third option which is never come back”, “I’m sure they will not bother you as they already know there are a lot of horny women who will be more then happy to fill your shoes”.
“But I want his cock in me as often as possible”.
“My dear you should go home, take a hot shower and reflect on the rest of your life”. “I personally want all the cock and cum they are willing to give me”. “I got the pill”, “they keep fucking me, which make me and my pussy very happy”. “He wants you back at 8, if you decide you don’t want his cock that’s your decision”. “Just don’t come back”.
Evelyn went home thinking about the conversation. She went in and was coming out of the shower when she heard her mother in law yelling for her. She put on a robe, twisted a towel around her hair and headed for the kitchen. After several hours of conversation about the church event she was suppose to be working at her husband arrived home. She dressed and they talked for a bit. By 4:30 he was asleep in his chair.
She called Cindy, “I’ll be there at 7, got wine”?

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True Story

Do you really know your wife?

My husband Richard is not a writer, and so I decided to write this episode in our life from his point of view. I was the lady involved of course, but the feelings I express on his behalf are what I knew he felt at the time from things he said afterwards, with the spoken words from each participant being exactly as they were spoken at the time.

Fiction

Spanking of My Secretary

This is just a piece of fiction hope the readers enjoy it
When I walked over to her cubicle, I looked sternly at my administrative assistant. She looked nervously back. “Melissa,” I said, “please come to my office for a few minutes.” When we were in my office, I sat at my desk, leaned back in my chair, and said, “Please close the door, and sit down.”
When she complied I began, “Melissa, during your first two years here as my administrative assistant, your performance was exemplary. That is why I am distressed by your behaviour during the past four months. You often come to work late, and you have been making many careless mistakes. Others have noticed too. They have complained to me. I have had to apologize on your behalf, and make excuses for you.”
Melissa sat nervously. She has long blond hair. Her eyes are the blue of a cloudless sky. Her skin has the color of cream with just a hint of strawberry in it. Melissa was raised in England, and speaks with a beautiful plumy accent. She is fresh and innocent. She was wearing a tasteful, modest dress, and looking like Hollywood’s image of a proper young lady in movies made during the 1930’s and 1940’s.
“I am sorry,” was all she could say.
“Do you have any explanation?” I asked.
“There have been events in my personal life…” she began, “but I agree that they should not have affected my behaviour here.”
“They certainly should not have. Because of the troubling economic times I have been forced to make some rather difficult decisions about who to keep on the payroll. I have been under some pressure to fire you, Melissa.” I paused for a moment, watching Melissa become even more nervous. “Do you believe that you can return to your previous performance level?”
“Yes, Sir, I certainly do.”
“I certainly hope so,” I said, “So I have decided to give you a second chance.” Melissa looked very relieved. “However, I do not believe that it would be fair to those of your co-workers that I have had to let go for this to pass without some corrective measure. I have two alternatives, and I ask you to choose between them. The first, is that you accept a ten percent cut in pay, starting today. You will agree that this is preferable to a termination notice.”
“Yes, I certainly do.”
“The second, which I hope you choose, is that you report to my office Saturday morning at 10:00 for a paddling session.” After a long pause I smiled sardonically, and said, “You blush. You are aware that if you choose the second punishment, you will be required to expose your beautiful bare bottom to my paddle and my eyes.”
“Sir she began indignantly, “with such an indecent suggestion as that I feel that I should walk out of your office, and resign at once. At the very least, I should accept the first alternative.” She paused. “Unfortunately, I still have student loans to pay off.”
“Those student loans are fortunate for me, Melissa,” I said with a smile. “I am looking forward to this. I could give you your punishment now, but I have not purchased a paddle yet, and I do not want anyone to hear what is happening in here. You will be expected to be here at 10:00 am Saturday. You better not be a minute late.”
“I won’t be, Sir,” my embarrassed administrative assistant said.
“You, Melissa, need to worry about unemployment,” I explained. “I need to worry about losing this entire company. If that happens, we will all be unemployed. We need to pull together and work conscientiously. I have to admit that I hired you not only because of your professional qualifications, but because of your loveliness, and your classic and proper elegance. I used to be proud to take you to offsite meetings with me. Now it is my responsibility as your employer to help you to resume your earlier habits.
“That is why it is necessary for both of us to work on improving your performance. I am sure we can succeed. Please be sure to be on time Saturday.”
During the rest of the week Melissa blushed when she saw me, and tried not to look at my eyes. I smiled at her in ways that I hoped were not too obviously lustful. I would be dishonest not to admit that I relished my opportunity. Melissa has an excellent figure. I looked forward to turning her delicious derrière to a bright red. Every night I lay in bed masturbating as I imagined what was going to happen.
When the day finally arrived, I was at my office by 9:30 in the morning. I left the door to my office open. I could have set my watch by the time Melissa entered at 10:00. “Well, good morning, Melissa,” I said cheerfully.
“Good morning, Sir” she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
“Please close and lock the door. I gave the security guard the day off with pay, but I don’t want to take any chances on us being interrupted. When she complied I said, “You really are pretty today, Melissa. I love the way your floral blouse and blue jeans display your excellent figure to advantage. I have always been complemented on having a lovely administrative assistant.”
“Thank you, Sir”
“As we discussed, you need to remove your jeans and panties, so you might as well begin.” As Melissa sat down in a chair in front of my desk, I walked to the front of my desk, leaned back against it, and watched eagerly. She untied her shoes, and removed them and her socks. More slowly, she pulled off her blue jeans. “You have excellent legs,” I said. After a long pause, she quickly removed her panties.
“And you have a most beautiful, shaven vulva,” I exclaimed with delight. “Did your boy friend ask you to shave it?”
“I don’t have a boy friend,” Melissa answered, before adding quickly, “I don’t allow men to pick me up at bars either. When I knew I would be removing my panties before you, it seemed appropriate to shave.”
“That was certainly thoughtful of you. I very definitely prefer it to be shaven. Please come closer, so that I may inspect your most private area.”
When she obeyed, I smiled and said, “You are blushing. That is most delightfully appropriate. It means that you are not used to undressing in front of a man. Your face is almost as red as I will soon make your bottom.” I ran the back of several fingers of my right hand against Melissa’s perfect Mons Verenis, saying, “This is as smooth and hairless as the vulva of a nine year old girl. I love the way you have a small mound, and a well defined slit with no clitoral hood.” I put my middle index finger in her slit, and added, “You do have a well developed clitoris, however. You are also wet, so I know you are enjoying this.”
“I wish I wasn’t,” she said under obvious strain. “It feels indecent of me.”
“Well, Melissa,” I said removing my finger, “I do not mind telling you that my penis is hard and straight right now. But we did not come here to make love. We came here to make you a better subordinate. Go to the book shelf over there, and fetch me my paddle.”
As she turned around and walked I said, “Your calves are perfectly formed, Melissa, and I love the dimples on the backs of your knees.” When she returned with the paddle I added, “The thighs beneath your genital region are so beautiful I can imagine admiring them on a movie screen.”
Melissa stood before me, and handed me the paddle, but I said, “Before giving the paddle to me, Melissa, I would like you to examine it. As you might expect, I had trouble finding a store that sold these. At first I wanted to buy one made out of black walnut, because it had a sensuous dark color, and the wood was heavier. I thought it would enable me to give the blows with greater power. Fortunately, I talked to the man who owned the store about our requirements. He suggested a hickory paddle instead. He explained that it was as hard as black walnut, but lighter, and that the very lightness would add to the sting.
“You can see how well polished it is, Melissa. The edges have been carefully rounded. It has been given three coats of non-yellowing lacquer. You cannot help but admire the grain. I specifically asked for a long paddle, so that I could deliver the blows with sufficient leverage. The head is seventeen inches in length, and four inches in width. The handle is nine and a half inches long. In the past children were ‘taught to the tune of a hickory stick,’ for a reason,” I said with a chuckle. “We are fortunate that I came to the store when I did. This was the last paddle like this in stock. It was quite a bit longer than the others, and more expensive. I chose it because I think it is very important for you to benefit from this experience.
“Well, give me the paddle, Melissa,” I said pleasantly. “It’s time for us to begin. Now I want you to bend over my desk, put the palms of your hands on the surface, and stick out your beautiful bare bottom to receive the blows.”
She obeyed, but the tail of her blouse covered most of her buttocks. “That won’t work,” I said. “I believe I will need to ask you to remove your blouse.”
When she did, I said, “I am delighted that you are not wearing a bra. Let me inspect your breasts.” I ran the fingers of my left hand over her right breast, feeling the nipple, and saying, “This is nice and hard. You really are excited. I think you’ve been looking forward to this too. You could have worn a bra, but you did not. You did not need to shave your vulva, but you did.”
“Sir, you may derive whatever perverted pleasure from my predicament you can,” Melissa said angrily. “I am enduring this because I must, but if you rape me I swear to you I will go to the police.”
“I have no intention of raping you, Melissa,” I said reassuringly. “I would protect you from someone who tried,” I ran my fingers down past her flat stomach to her perfect vulva, which I entered with my middle index finger. “This is even wetter than before. I would of course enjoy making love with you, but if we ever do that,” I said with my finger at the entrance to her vagina, which I was pleased to find blocked, “it will happen in response to your request, rather than mine.
“Very well,” I continued. “Bend over, and prepare to receive your well deserved punishment. I like you Melissa. Therefore I do not intend to spare you. I want this to be a memorable experience for both of us. Years from now you will be glad we shared this event together. I can’t overstress that I am trying to help you become the perfect employee you were when I hired you.”
I moved behind her, saying “That’s good. Now stick out your buttocks a just little more.” She put her elbows down on the desk top. “Perfect! I love the way your vagina peeks out between the tops of your thighs. Your bottom looks as though it was specifically created for my paddle.” I moved beside her.
As Melissa fearfully waited for my first blow, I could not help but comment, “Your breasts are beautiful, Melissa. I’m glad I ordered you to remove all of your clothes. Your spanking will be long and hard, but it will be good for you. I have been looking forward to doing this all week, so I will deliver the blows with considerable enthusiasm. I am an avid tennis player. I think you will soon agree that I have a strong right arm.” I affectionately patted her bare bottom with the paddle a few times to increase her nervous anticipation. Then I swung it back in a circular motion, and gave her a powerful smack that resounded loudly.
“Oh!” she said.
“That got your attention, didn’t it?” I chuckled. “I love the way your breasts moved at the moment of impact. I made the right decision to schedule this disciplinary session for Saturday, don’t you agree? That could certainly be heard on the other side of my door. Did it sting the way it was supposed to?”
“Yes it did.”
“Good. I will have to go back to the store, and tell the owner about this. I will of course not tell him your name.”
“I hope not.”
I spanked her again, harder this time. She cried again in the most delightful way. “Courage, Melissa, courage,” I said before spanking her a third time. “This time you did not say anything, but the expression on your lovely face revealed that really felt it,” I gloated. “Do you think this will help you come to work on time?” I teased.
“Yes, I know it will Sir she said before I spanked her again. “Oh please Sir,” she pleaded.
“Oh please Sir,” I repeated pleasantly. “Please keep giving such delightful pleas,” I chuckled at my witty use of a homophone. Then I spanked her again. “Please keep moving your bottom in so pleasing a manner,” I said. It really pleases me.”
“Sir, this really hurts. How long will it continue? You must stop.”
“I am the one who will decide how long your spanking continues. The longer it lasts on the more I enjoy it. The more I enjoy it, the longer it lasts. I warned you this would be a severe and lengthy spanking. I am just warming up. The best is yet to be.” To illustrate my point, I spanked her again. “Once more I hear your delightful cry. I wish I was recording this on a cam recorder.”
Melissa tried not to say anything, so the only sound was the loud smack of my paddle against her delicious flesh. “Your delicious bottom is becoming a bright red,” I boasted. “I wish you could see it. It looks like a Valentine heart.” She remained silent.
“This is so much fun,” I said zestfully. “Sometimes I target your right cheek,” I said spanking to the right. “Sometimes I target your left cheek,” I said while spanking her to the left. “Usually I land the paddle firmly on both cheeks,” I said before delivering a powerful blow to both, a blow that must have echoed far beyond my office. I laughed pleasantly.
Then I felt her left breast. “Your nipple is even harder,” I pointed out. “My penis is too.” I gave another blow to her quivering cheeks. “Mo les ah!” I cried, drawing out the syllables of her name. “This is sooo delightful!”
At last she pleaded, “Sir, have mercy. I can’t bear this.”
“This time I agree,” I said. “In the midst of all that red I see the white beginning of a blister. I do not want to break your delicious skin, although I would love to continue. Do you believe you have learned something today?”
“Yes, I’m certain of it, Sir Only please don’t spank me anymore.” She began to sob uncontrollably from pain, shame, and relief.
“There, there Melissa. I’m finished. You were very brave. You also gave me a great deal of pleasure. I seldom become so thoroughly aroused. Just stay there. The shop that sold me the paddle also had some soothing balm with a local analgesic in it to turn the pain into a sensuous coolness, and help with the healing process. It is safe and legal, although, as with the paddle, I paid for it with cash.”
I opened a drawer in my desk, removed a container, and poured some of it into my right hand, and began to rub it over Melissa’s beautiful behind. “Does this feel better?”
“Yes, it does, Sir Thank you so much. Oh!” she cooed. “This feels wonderful. It turns the pain into pleasure.”
“Excellent! That’s what the man at the sex shop said it would do. I’ll give you several bottles to take home with you. Use it whenever the pain starts. I just wish I could be with you to apply it myself. I love rubbing this over the smooth flesh of your perfect buns. I particularly enjoy rubbing it between your thighs.” She tried to keep from giggling. When I was finished, I returned the bottle to my desk, and wiped my hand with a cloth.
Returning to Melissa I said, “You may stand up now. Let me see how you look in front.”
When she obeyed, I said, “My goodness; look at you. Your vagina is dripping with lubrication.”
“Oh dear!” she said with a worried expression. “This is truly embarrassing.”
“It might soak all the way through your blue jeans,” I warned. “Just a minute. I’ll get some tissues.” Fortunately, I had some Kleenex from my last cold. I stooped in front of Melissa, and said, “Here I am, carefully wiping the most private part of my most fetching administrative assistant.” Melissa cradled her arms together before her breasts, closing her eyes, and giggling with pleasure. When I could no longer resist, I gently kissed her vulva, right on the slit. “There, that’s better,” I said putting the wet tissues into my desk drawer. I did not want the janitor to find them in the waste paper basket.
I held Melissa tenderly. “I can’t help but marvel at the softness of your perfect back, and the smoothness of your skin” I told her, “I hope this session has been beneficial to you.”
“It has been, Sir she said, kissing me on my cheek, before saying quickly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m glad you did,” I said, kissing her lips. “From now on I am going to be strict with you. Obviously, I would like to do this again. It was even more enjoyable than I expected. Nevertheless, if you return to your previous level of performance, I will give you a generous raise. We can also talk about your student loan. I think I can take care of that too.
“You will have difficulty sitting down for awhile, so I advise you take Monday off. It will be a day off with pay that I will not count among your sick days or vacations. Now put your clothes on. You better let me walk to your car with you. This neighbourhood can be dangerous on Saturdays.”
Now she is my sex slave and I will write about how I violated her sweet tight cunt and her
Virgin ass in my next story.
Waiting to hear some positive comments and a bit of encouragement.

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