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Sharing the Boyfirend

Sean has dated his girlfriend for years now and have had many fun and passionate moments. But when he is called over, she not only wants to have him, but share him with her sister and mother.

Stalked & Raped: Part 3

Someone asked what this was a fanfic of. It’s from Slenderman…yeah the creepypasta stories-the youtube “marblehornets” clips about Slenderman. In this case-this is of Hoody-one of Slendy’s proxies. I dont know man, he’s hot…I don’t get it-he’s everywhere. Anyway…If you love it-hate it-leave a comment. I read them like the morning paper …& as always-I love you kinky lil fuckers <3

Fun with Kyleigh Chapter 1

I have never been too close to my sister Kyleigh; she just never seemed to have much time for me. I never had a problem with her, but if she wanted to ignore me, that was her business. She was outgoing and fun, but she just never had much time for me. She would give me advice when I needed it, but other than that, we kept to ourselves. The only person who was at my house regularly was my dad, who, after my mom went nutso, devoted his life to his job and was never home. So I did not have much connection with family.
I think the distance between me and Kyleigh stemmed from the fact that we never really had much in common; she was into cross country, I joined the chess club. We both got straight A’s, but I was more into writing than going outdoors, whereas she would spend every waking moment outside. Her tan was ridiculously dark considering the fact that we are Polish, and my entire family is blindingly white. She would often sunbathe in nothing but tight boy shorts and a tiny bikini top. I had loads of fun finding ways to spy on her without her noticing.
Kyleigh is a year older than me at 16 years old, but she is tiny. I mean minuscule. I think she might be 5′ tall. She has long wavy blond hair and an amazing, curvy body. I think her breasts are a B cup, but I don’t care much for large breasts, hers are just fine. I love her ass though. It is so round and perfect, and so amazingly tight. I must’ve seen a hundred guys ogling her perfect little ass. I decked one of them for making a grab for her, and got a reputation for hurting people who messed with Kyleigh. It wasn’t even a big deal, but word travels fast when you knock out a 300 pound lineman with one punch. He was a big kid, but most of the weight was in his gut. He fell like a rock.
I think I intimidate people, being 6’4″. I know it’s strange considering how small my sister is, but I’m a mammoth (and, no, neither of us is adopted). I’m only fifteen, but I am pretty much the biggest guy at my high school. I used to be kind of overweight, but I bought some free weights and put any time I wasn’t writing into those; I’m in pretty good shape now. I don’t get any of the girls I want because of my preference for seclusion and the slight nerd vibe I gave off. Whatever, I didn’t care all that much, because keeping my sister from getting roofied at some party (trust me, it’s happened before, but I got her home before somebody could rape her sexy ass) is a full time job. She doesn’t even realize how many times I’ve saved her.
So, anyways, our relationship changed after I asked my sister for advice on how to ask a particular girl out. I totally adored this girl, Kaitlyn, and she was one of my sister’s friends. They weren’t that close, but Kyleigh knew her enough to help me out. Kaitlyn was shy, so I knew I had to be gentle with her. I figured the easiest way would to learn as much about her as possible and then ask her to do something she might like with me.
Everything worked out fine, Kaitlyn and I went out, hit it off, and dated for five months. I loved everything about her, and she seemed to like me. That is until one day, when I was doing some stupid community service thing so it would look good on my college transcript. I walked behind the gym, listening to my iPod, and the first thing that popped into my mind was “WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“Kaitlyn, what the hell are you doing back here? Who the fuck is this douchebag?” Oh, shit, I recognize him, I thought, that’s that asshole I knocked out for groping my sister.
“Oh, shit, Logan, I am so sorry! I couldn’t help it!” Kaitlyn exclaimed.
“What, you couldn’t help making out with this fat prick, letting him grope you? You barely even let me do that a month ago!”
For those who don’t understand what is going on at this time, I had turned the corner to see Kaitlyn making out with the fat ass lineman from paragraph 3, with his hands all over her ass. I naturally was pissed, seeing as I was in much better shape than this guy and treated her much better.
“I’m so sorry! I don’t know what came over me. Can you please forgive me? It was an accident!”
“An accident, really? What, did you slip and fall against him and your tongues just happened to leap to each other’s mouths’? And I suppose his hands were there to keep you from falling down again?” I took a deep breath to calm myself, and then I turned my attention to the douchbag she was making out with, who had been trying to slip away unnoticed. I walked up to him and knocked his ass out again.
Kaitlyn just looked at me with the guiltiest look in her eyes. “Can you forgive me? Please? I do care about you; I just wanted to know what it was like to kiss him. He is not nearly as good as you, if it makes you feel any better.”
I sighed and pulled her in to a hug, making her think she was forgiven. “Thank you, I promise I’ll make it up to you.” She said, nearly sobbing.
I smiled grimly to myself, and then whispered into her ear, “You do not deserve a guy like me. Now get the fuck out of my life.” I pinched her ass hard, took a long look at her shocked face, and walked away.
I walked home without showing any expression; no anger, no jealousy, no depression. I walked in the door, called out “Ky, I’m home!” She poked her head out over the upstairs balcony, said hi, and then went back in her room. I walked upstairs to my room and closed my door. I put on some Disturbed music full blast, and let my emotions go. The first thing I felt was extreme rage, and I punched the wall, leaving a decent dent. I immediately regretted not getting that punching bag when I had the chance. Now I had an ugly dent in my nice room, and my fist was bleeding as well as sore from punching that fat prick earlier.
I heard a knock on my door and took a deep breath. I paused the music and said, “Come in, Ky.”
Kyleigh poked her head in, gave the hole in the wall a bewildered look, and said, “What’s with the wall punching? Something wrong?” Then she saw my expression and understood. “Was it Kaitlyn?”
I just looked at her and nodded. “Caught her making out with that fat bastard Corey.”
“Didn’t you knock him out when he tried to grope me?”
“Yep. I did it again today when I caught him with his hands on Kaitlyn’s ass. I just don’t get it. Am I so ugly that Kaitlyn would have to choose him to cheat on me with? He never even liked her, whereas I worshiped that little bitch.” I stood up and started pacing. Suddenly I yelled, “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?”
When I was done, Ash dashed into the bathroom, grabbed the first aid kit, sat me down on my bed and looked me dead in the eye. “Listen to me, you had better stop that. You are not ugly, Kaitlyn was just a whore. You are nothing close to ugly.” She giggled and blushed. “In fact, several of my friends said they would take you if Kaitlyn gave you up. Hell, I would if you weren’t my brother.” To cover her embarrassment she began patching up my fist.
“Really Ash? Thanks. That means a lot to me. But you never seemed to like me much.”
“Hey, just because I haven’t had much time for you doesn’t mean I don’t love you and want you to be happy, or at least not depressed. You are my little bro, after all. So don’t let that little slut get you down. I know it hurts, I know you liked her a lot, but there are plenty of girls that would kill to get as far as Kaitlyn did with you.” She paused, “How far did she let you get, exactly?”
I smiled, and said with pride, “Third base. She let me finger her last week, and gave me a blowjob just after I made her cum.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Too much information. I do not wanna imagine my little brother with his fingers in some girl’s twat, or imagine her going down on him right after.” If that’s true, then why am I so wet? She thought.
“Hey, you asked. So how are things with your boyfriend… uh… Alex?”
“Ha, I’m in the same boat as you. He was cheating on me with some skank on the cheerleading squad.”
“Really? What a dumbass. You are way sexier than anyone on the squad.” Oh shit, did I just say that out loud?
She smiled, “Thanks Logan.
. But you’re just trying to make me feel better. I know for a fact that that’s not true. That girl Minnie has huge boobs.”
I laughed, relieved she wasn’t weirded out by my comment, and curious to see how far I could go. “Please, there is no way those fake things could compare to yours. Yours are perky. And besides, you have the most amazing ass I have ever seen. You look so delicious whenever you prance around in your tiny boy shorts; I can barely refrain from holding you down and taking them off with my teeth.”
She blushed. “That’s a rather vivid image. Do you often think about me like that?”
I blushed, too, wondering if I had gone too far. I did not want to push her away. I mumbled some incomprehensible response, turning away. She had finished bandaging my hand, but I left it in hers, liking the contact.
She understood that I was shy but pushed anyways. “C’mon, tell me. Do you think about me every night?” Fuck it, I may as well just say it, she thought. “I know you masturbate every night. I hear it through the wall. And I do the laundry. I’ve seen so many cum stains on your sheets, I know you either masturbate a lot or cum buckets. So I wanna know, do you masturbate thinking of me?”
I decided to just go for it. It would be nice to relieve the sexual tension I felt around her, even though this may just add another kind of tension. “Yeah, I do. Pretty often, too. More often than I do thinking about Kaitlyn.”
I saw her eyes widen a little and noticed her nipples hardening through her tank top. Holy crap, I thought, Is she getting horny? No, it must be cold. I couldn’t make my own sister horny, could I?
She bit her lip, further convincing me she was horny. “What, specifically, do you think about when you think of me?”
Wow, she’s bold, I thought. “Well, often enough I think about your sexy little ass and how it felt… er… would feel in my hand and what it would look like naked.”
“What do you mean felt? Have you touched my ass before?”
“I said no such thing!”
“C’mon, tell me, Alex. I won’t be mad, I’m just curious.”
“Do you remember that time that I told you about when you got roofied at the party? Well, you weren’t completely out until just after I walked you home. You fell on the bed, still in your party clothes. I got you undressed, down to your bra and panties. My hand just brushed your ass getting your tight jeans down your hips, and then I just couldn’t help it. I started groping you and massaging your ass. It felt so good. Your ass is just so perfect. I’m sorry.”
She blushed and looked down, noticing for the first time the bulge in my crotch. It was big. “Wow, did just telling me that turn you on?”
I shifted to hide my hard-on, failing miserably. “Yeah. I’ve never said it out loud to anyone, let alone my super sexy sister.”
“So you really think I’m sexy?”
“Absolutely. You’re perfect!”
She grinned. “Then how would you like to touch me while I am awake and willing? Everything you’ve been telling me has made me so wet and horny that I was going to have to go masturbate for hours just to calm myself down enough to think straight. So why not let you get a quick feel and then see where things go? Who knows, I may just let you watch me masturbate. I’m certainly horny enough.”
I stared at her, awestruck. “You would let me do that? You are the best sister ever! But if you don’t mind, I would like that feel now.”
She smiled and lay down on her stomach on the bed. “Feel away, stud. See if you can make me horny enough to do take my clothes off.”
I immediately dove at her ass, grabbing it in both hands and squeezing softly but firmly. Her pillowy cheeks felt heavenly. I lay my head down on her ass, rubbing my face in her divine crack. I ran my tongue through the impression in her shorts. I pressed, squeezed, licked and massaged her ass until she was panting from arousal. “FUCK! Take my shorts off!” She screamed.
I was only too happy to comply, and slowly slid my fingers into the waistband of her shorts. I pulled her shorts off and stared at her tiny panties. I always wanted to take a girl’s panties off real slow, so I took my time, slowly pulling them down her hips and finally removing them from her gorgeous body. I looked between her legs, staring in awe at the most magnificent sight I had ever seen. I had never seen her ass naked before, not having the courage to take her panties off while she was passed out last time. Her ass was truly marvelous. I reached out and spread her cheeks, taking a good long look at her brown hole, before flipping her over to stare at her pussy. Holy shit, she shaves! I thought. “Oh my god, your pussy is bald! That is the hottest thing I have ever seen Ash!”
“You like it? I’ve never shown anybody that before.” She purred. I was going to dive in and eat her out, but she stopped me. “Oh, no, naughty boy. You don’t get to eat my kitty yet. You haven’t earned it yet. But you have earned this.” She pulled her tank top off, letting me see her in all her naked glory. Oh, what a sight my sister was. Perfection, I thought. Her tits were so perky and her nipples were tiny, her areolas about the size of a quarter. I love small tits.
“May I touch them?”
“Go right ahead.” And without further ado, I reached out and gently cupped her breasts. Oh god, I thought, we are going to have lots of fun together. I gently rolled her nipples around in between my fingers and listened to her moan. Feeling adventurous, I tugged on them, noticing how much she moaned with the pain. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples, tasting them, flicking them with my tongue. I bit her softly and she let out a grunt, getting even more aroused than before.
“God, I am so fucking wet. Take off your clothes. I wanna see that cock I’ve wanted for so long.” Not one to argue with a lady, I took my shirt off, kicked off my shoes, and then stripped down to my boxers. “Go on, then. Take ’em off!” She said lustily. I grinned at the desire in her voice and slowly lowered my boxers, finally revealing my cock. She gasped as she saw it. Now, I am no pornstar, but I’ve heard that 8 is nothing to laugh at.
“Have you ever seen one before?” I asked.
“Yeah, once. Logan made me give him a handjob, but I wouldn’t let him touch me. I’m still a virgin.” She smiled, liking the idea of us taking each other’s virginity. “Man, bro, your dick is perfect. Logan’s was pathetic, probably around four inches. He is not even half the man you are.”
“Really? The star QB has a tiny dick? How sad.” I took another long look at her wonderful naked body and my cock twitched. She giggled.
“I think it wants attention. But you can’t touch today. You’ll just have to jerk off for me while I finger my tiny little pussy. I’m so fucking wet; I’ll probably cum right away, which I’m pretty sure you will do, too. Come kneel between my legs so you can cum all over me.”
The thought of my beautiful sister covered in dirty, incestuous cum made me wanna cum right then. But I held off and moved above her, watching as she began to finger herself. It was an amazing sight. She was so wet that her pink canal, no matter how tight it squeezed her fingers, couldn’t hold them still. She pumped two fingers in and out of herself while massaging her clit with her thumb. I slowly stroked myself watching. I was really fucking close, so I didn’t pump too hard, wanting to cum with her.
The moans coming out of her mouth were so sexy. I stared at her tiny body as it tightened, preparing for one hell of an orgasm. I started stroking harder, getting ready to cover her with my brotherly cum while she was cumming. Her moans turned to squeals as she got very close while staring at my cock. She looked into my eyes, and that did it for both of us. We both called out, “I’m cumming,” and we both came harder than we ever had. My first shots of cum reached her face and breasts, which was surprising considering I was kneeling between her legs. My orgasm died down, my cum dribbling onto her stomach and would have gotten on her pussy had she not been covering it with her hands.
During the time I had been cumming; her orgasm was just as intense. The thing that surprised me was that she wasn’t the only one to get doused with cum. My position between her legs made my chest the perfect target for her pussy to squirt at. I thought it was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Oh my god! My sister’s a squirter!
Once she had finally come down from her amazing orgasm, she gave me the strangest look.
“What was that? Did I just piss on you? It didn’t look like piss.”
I gave her a worshiping look and said, “No. You didn’t pee. You’re a squirter. It’s very rare I’ve heard. That was so hot!”
“Are you sure I didn’t just piss on you? How can you be sure? I don’t want the hottest experience of my life to be pissing on my little bro.”
“Trust me sis, you didn’t pee. There is porn of every kind, and I have plenty of squirter porn. I would know.”
“Oh, that’s a relief. Hmm, I might just wanna see some of that porn.” She then noticed the cum covering her body. She got a curious look in her eye and scooped some off her nipple, bringing it to her mouth. Her eyes widened. “Oh my god, that’s fucking delicious. Next time you have gotta cum in my mouth. I want it all!” She then proceeded to scoop as much off her body as she could and shovel it into her mouth. I tried the same with her pussy juice covering my body, and found it just as delicious. We sat there for a minute cleaning ourselves off with our hands, making sure we got as much of the love juice off as possible. I then lay down next to her, and she rolled over, her ass in the air.
“So, wanna take a shower?” I suggested.
“Not yet, I want the rest to dry on me. I wanna know what it feels like. You go ahead, though. It wouldn’t be a good idea to take a shower together anyways. I’d be too tempted to jump your bones in the shower, and that would be bad before I could get started on the pill. I don’t want babies just yet.” I agreed, not sure I was even ready to have sex with her yet. I wanted to get used to so much stimulation so I wouldn’t cum too quickly.
Then a thought occurred to me. “Wait, you make it sound like you would have sex with me once you are on the pill. I thought you were a virgin?”
“I am. I’ve been waiting for a guy to come along that wouldn’t bail after he got to fuck me. I think you’re that guy, Logan.”
“You’re amazing sis.” I got up to go take a shower, but before I left, I wanted another taste of that magnificent ass. I grabbed her ass cheeks and parted them, taking another look at her sexy asshole. I leaned in and took a long lick of it, making her squeal and squirm. I grinned, saying, “I’ve always wanted to taste your ass. It tastes amazing.” And without another word, I went to take my shower.
On my way out the door, Kyleigh called, “Hurry back Logan! I wanna know what it feels like to give a blowjob!”
To be continued…

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A Wild Night

This is my second story. I hope you enjoy. Please feel free to comment.
I had a very rough week and was looking forward to unwinding at a party being hosted by one of my friends on Friday night. Although I was a little tired from work the shower when I got home definitely perked me up and made me feel better.
I got myself a glass of wine, put on music, and started getting ready. Of course the hardest part was figuring out what to wear. It was going to be a group of people that for the most part I didn’t know.
I am Japanese, 5’3”, weigh 105lbs, and I am slim with pert B cup breasts. My hair is long and very black with a blue sheen depending on lighting. It comes down to the base of my spine. I have been told I am very pretty. I swim everyday to stay in shape and because I love it.
After some thought I chose to wear a purple tank top and hip hugging jeans. Underneath I decided on a black underwire bra and matching thong. I left my hair down and put on only light makeup. I decided on platform sandals. They help me pretend I’m tall. Lol.
By the time I was ready to leave I felt a lot better and was really happy to be out of my office attire and heading out to start my weekend. I was not looking for anything or anyone, just hoping to have fun.
The couple hosting the party, Rick and Darlene, are always a lot of fun. They are bright, happy, and have a way of making someone feel very special to them with minimal effort. Darlene was my coworker and was just as upbeat at work. She was, however, always trying to hook me up and that would bother me sometimes as she could get really pushy. Rick didn’t help, always keeping her posted on his single friends and saying how good I would be for them. They always considered me this nice quiet girl who was so family oriented and polite.
In their defence, I am family oriented, I am quiet unless I know who i am speaking with, and I always try to be polite. I find that if I have offended someone it is usually because of a cultural misunderstanding. Some guys interpret my manner as being one of interest in them. Usually if I am interested in a guy he does not pick up on it. I admit I am not easily read and that when dealing with men outside my own culture I sometimes get confused as to what to do.
I took the subway to their place and walked to their condominium from there. It was a warm fall spring evening, quite beautiful. The setting sun still had warmth to it.
As I was walking I noticed a guy was following me. I knew he had noticed me. He didn’t seem to be trying to gain on me. I started to feel paranoid and looked around. I saw a flower shop and slowed down and stopped to look in the window. There were people inside. I stood there looking at them and he walked by. I saw him checking me out as he went by. He didn’t stop, but walked into the variety store next to it. I waited thirty seconds and started walking again. He came out of the store and was putting a piece of gum in his mouth as he walked. He seemed normal enough.
When I turned onto Rick and Darlene’s street he followed. I walked up to their building and when I opened the door and went to the panel and buzzed he entered the lobby. He stood there waiting and I was buzzed inside. He held the door open for me and I just quietly said “Thank you” as I passed by him. As I walked to the elevator I heard banging on the door behind me and turned. I didn’t realize how close this guy was as he turned. He smiled broadly and went to let the other guy in. I had called the elevator and stepped inside and I heard him call out “Please hold the elevator!” I did so and he and the other guy stepped on. They were both well dressed in nice jeans. Both were about six feet tall. The guy who had arrived at the building with me had dark brown hair. His friend had short black hair with some white in it, cut in a military style.
They both said “Thank you so much.” and were smiling at me. I smiled and said “Your welcome. What floor would you like?” They said “21” in stereo and I had already pushed it. I said “Do you know Rick and Darlene?” They laughed and said that was where they were going. The guy I foolishly thought was following me introduced himself as Peter. His slightly taller military friend said his name was Patrick. I shook their offered hands and told them my name, Mariko.
Patrick said “That’s a lovely Japanese name.” I smiled and said “Thank you.” Peter asked what my name means and I told him “Ball or circle, but it is more than that and difficult to express in English.” They both were looking at me to say more but the door opened. They invited me to exit first and we walked down the hall.
Peter asked how I knew Rick and Darlene and I explained I work with Darlene. He looked surprised and said “You work?” I smiled and said “Yes, I just decided I didn’t feel lazy this week” while smiling as we walked. They laughed and Peter said “Seriously, don’t take this the wrong way but I thought you were going to baby sit their kids.” I heard Patrick hit his arm and looked over at them. Peter looked confused and Patrick said “So how long have you been graduated from University?” I said “One year.” Peter looked dumbfounded and said “How old are you?” I replied “22” and he seemed stunned.
We knocked on the door and Darlene opened it and we all said hello. Darlene looked at me and then them and said “Come on in.” She directed Patrick and Peter to the bar and pulled me aside. I said “Is something wrong?” She said “No. Just kind of awkward.” I asked why. She replied well I was going to try and get you to meet these guys. You might like one of them. I laughed and said “They both seem nice. Patrick knew my name was Japanese. Peter thought I was in High School.” and smiled. She was laughing and I said “They are older than me, like late thirties at least.” She said “Thats okay, they are both single, both nice to women, and mature and I’ve heard stuff.” She was smiling playfully and I said “What kind of things have you heard?” She said “They both are good in bed. Patrick’s got a big one and all kinds of stamina and Peter LOVES to perform oral and has stamina too.” I blushed and said “You are terrible.” She laughed and said “But at least you know you could have a good time.” She was laughing and Rick arrived and handed me a drink.
He immediately said “Stop you plotting woman!” and playfully smacked her ass. I laughed and he said “Seriously, who is she trying to get you with now?” I informed him and he was laughing. I decided to put him on the spot and said “Which one should I go after?” He looked shocked and I said “Please excuse me but I want your advice.” He got serious and turned to watch them both. They were laughing and chatting with some people I did not know. He looked thoughtful and said “They are both good guys. Patrick is in the military and is an officer. He is really loyal and not a player. I know a few of his ex girlfriends and they all speak highly of him. No hard feelings or trash talk. Peter is a chef at a private school here and is pretty private. I know he broke up with a girl last year, but no big loss there.” Darlene chimed in “She was a bitch Rick.” He nodded and said he had not heard anything bad about Peter either. I asked how he knew them and he said “Many moons ago we were Cadets together. We have been friends ever since, about 25 years now. They were both in our wedding party.” Darlene said she had to go, people had arrived. Rick smiled and we walked over to the group.
I thought both men were handsome. Both seemed to be intelligent, funny, and both were interesting to speak with. We ended up socializing like crazy and I dance a few times with both of them. Patrick was definitely more confident and a better dancer. Peter, once he got past his fumbling was a very sincere and passionate speaker. Both guys were great people. I could not decide who I was more attracted to. They both had great eyes. Patrick’s were a piercing green, Peter’s a deep and alluring blue. They were both funny, well spoken, and to be honest attractive. I could also tell they were both interested in me. At one point they walked away together and went onto the patio. They seemed to be having a deep discussion. Toward the end they looked more relaxed and happier. They came back in and got fresh drinks and came over to me. I noticed a change immediately. They were both clearly trying harder to get my attention. This continued until the party was winding down.
It was a little after midnight and Peter suggested going to a bar. Patrick listened but did not say much. I don’t know, maybe it was because I was drinking, but I put an arm around both and said “Lets go.” They looked at each other and burst open laughing and Patrick said “Well I know I can follow that order.” We said our goodbyes and Darlene looked really shocked. Rick was laughing.
When we got on the elevator I kept my arms around each of them and we were all laughing. We got in the cab they had called, with me in the middle. They both sat so that they had body contact with me. I was trying to figure out what I was going to do. I mean… shouldn’t I pick just one guy?
They didn’t seem as rattled as me. Not by far. Peter told the driver where we we headed. Patrick just smiled and said “It’s his City, trust him. He knows all the good places.” Peter settled back and I noticed his left hand on my leg. Patrick leaned in and whispered “Your perfume is amazing” and kissed my ear.
It suddenly dawned on me, because I know Peter saw that, that maybe I didn’t have to choose. Oh my God, were they both trying to take me home? I had never done anything like this and despite my shock I realized I was turned on by the idea. I decided to wait and see what happened.
We got to the bar and drank more and danced more. Both were very affectionate in their dancing with me. During a fast song they were both dancing with me and I ended up between them. I could feel Peter had gotten hard, his cock pressing against my stomach hotly. Patrick had moved lower down and I felt his cock pressing against my ass. I knew then that this night was going to be a new experience. A really hot and wild experience.
We got out of there and into a cab. Patrick had a hotel room booked and it was clear all three of us were headed there. In the cab they took turns kissing me. I felt like a total slut letting this happen in front of the cab driver. I just knew that these guys knew what they were doing because I was so worked up.
We acted normal when we arrived and behaved ourselves as we took the elevator to the lift and walked down the hallway to Patrick’s suite. He opened the door and we all walked inside. I turned to face them. I was very nervous all of a sudden. Patrick made drinks and Peter said “I think I know what is bothering you. We won’t say a word. This is between the three of us.” Patrick handed me a drink and said “We both wanted you. You are simply so gorgeous and so sweet. No one is ever going to hear about this.” I nodded and took a long drink. Peter said “Hey, if this is too much we don’t have to. We want to rock you world, not scare the hell out of you or make you uncomfortable.” Patrick nodded and caressed my shoulder. I looked at each of them and said nothing. I drank my drink in one long pull, looked at them and said “Do you guys always where this many clothes to fuck?” They almost spilled there drinks and started laughing. When I pulled my top off and dropped my bra they stopped laughing.
Peter knelt down and had me sit on the edge of the bed and carefully removed my sandals. Patrick meanwhile kissed me and was caressing my face, one hand slowly lowering to my breasts. He massaged them gently, lightly squeezing my long hard nipples and making me moan into his mouth. He leaned back and said “You are so fucking hot.” I grabbed the back of his head and started kissing him hungrily, my tongue probing his mouth.
Peter had reached up and undone my jeans. I raised my hips and he slowly pulled them down, along with my panties.
I could not believe this. I was naked, in a hotel room with two hot fully dressed older men exploring my body. I was hotter than I had ever been in my life.
Patrick was an amazing kisser and his hands were magical on my breasts. When I felt Peter kissing my feet and kissing and caressing his way up my legs I thought I had died and gone to heaven. My body was on fire. I heard Peter say “Her skin is like silk, its so soft.” When his hot mouth and gentle licking tongue reached my pussy, his hands slid under my ass and cupped it. I felt so small in his hands. When he started to eat my soaking pussy I came almost immediately crying out into Patrick’s mouth.
Patrick kissed his way over to my ear and began licking it, working his way down to my shoulder, my neck, and then my chest. When he took one nipple into his hot mouth and began lightly sucking I went crazy. One of his hands was lightly tugging on my other nipple. His other hand had moved up to the back of my neck and I could feel his fingertips on my skin there.
Peter had not slowed down in his oral assault on my hot pussy. He had moved lower and ran his wet tongue over my asshole. The tip gently pushing on it and rimming it. One of his hands moved around and he was fingering my pussy deeply, curling his fingertips to massage my G spot. When I felt his thumb touch my asshole and he moved his lips back to my clit and started lighting licking it and sucking on it I went crazy again. Four strong hands supported my body while I exploded into a body convulsing orgasm. I was in a haze and felt the clouds and the rain and entered bliss.
As I slowly became aware again Patrick was gently kissing me and caressing me. I saw Peter was stripping off his clothes. He had a nice body, he was fit and his cock and balls were shaved. I noticed his cock was actually lovely. It not only looked good, but was clearly as hard as rock and about 5 inches. He kissed my foot and began kissing his way back up my body until he was above me and we were locked in a hot kiss. I could taste my juices on his and wrapped my legs around him. He moved down and kissed me neck and I noticed Patrick had stripped as well. He was also shaved and when I saw his cock I was shocked. I know that what is normal size varies, but his gorgeous cock was circumcised and about 8 inches long and thick. I admit it was an intimidating cock for me.
Patrick moved onto the bed and Peter shifted off of me. Both men then took on of my nipples in their mouths. Their hands all over my pussy and ass exploring me with a knowing manner younger men simply cannot match. I was rapidly getting really hot and they brought me to the brink again. Patrick kissed me and said “Would you like to cum?” I cried out “Please, yes.” and they went after me with a hunger. I was thrown into orgasm and cried out as they kept manipulating my body, playing it like an instrument. As I descended from heaven they were each kissing me lightly and caressing me.
I got bold and decided to make a request. I said “Sit at the end of the bed please beside each other.” They smiled and did as I asked.
I moved to the end of the bed and knelt down before them. I looked up at each of them and raised my hands. I grasped their beautiful white cocks in my hand and began stroking them. They were so hot, soft and yet hard at the same time. I leaned down and licked the precum off each of their cocks and then moved down and tongue worshipped their balls, licking them tenderly. I noticed Peter shook a bit when I licked near his asshole so I moved lower and licked it. He shook and said “Oh my fucking God! I don’t think she is as shy as I thought!” Patrick and I both laughed a bit and I leaned over and did the same to him. He also seemed to really like it and precum flowed from his cock.
I began alternately sucking their cocks as deep as I could. I let go of their shafts and began using my fingertips to tease their balls and their assholes lightly. They seemed to really like this. I kept going. To be honest I know I am a good cocksucker, but these cocks were both amazing to me and I actually felt very lucky to be doing it.
I kept going and knew I wanted to taste the cum of each of them. They were both moaning and I looked up and said “Please cum in my mouth, I want to taste both of you.” They both moaned and as I got more serious they began talking dirty. Peter said “Holy fuck my cock belongs in that hot mouth, you sweet little bitch.” and his hips flew up and he shot a hot load down my throat as he rammed it deep into my mouth. His hands holding on me head. I admit his rough manner and dirty talk was a turn on. I think Patrick noticed.
Patrick took a hold of my hair and wrapped his fists in it, pulled me over to his cock and began fucking my face. When he let me up for air he leaned down and kissed me. Despite his forcefulness I could tell he was checking on me. I licked my lips, spit on his cock, and dove back down on it. I could not get it all the way down and was gagging periodically, but that must have fired him up because he shot a huge load of cum in my mouth screaming out “I’m cumming, I gonna cum in that hot fucking mouth”.
I swallowed his load and knelt there for a second catching my breath. I looked up and saw them look at each other. Peter said “Payback?” Patrick said “Oh hell yeah, lets.”
They grabbed me and Patrick lifted me up onto his shoulders facing him, my legs hanging down his back. He started eating me with a vengeance and I felt Peter’s hands on my ass as he spread my cheeks and plowed his hot tongue in my ass. Needless to say this was one of the hottest things I had ever felt. I came fast and hard, all over Patrick’s face, covering it with my juices.
They lowered me down and both got up and got us drinks. Peter came over and gently helped me sit up and I took a nice long drink. They laid me back in the middle gently caressing me and kissing my lips in turn.
They both leaned up on their elbows looking down at me. Patrick asked “Do you like it rough?” I looked at both of them and said “I have never done this with two men before. But… I do like it when a man is assertive and knows what he wants. You have both pleased me so much. I want to please you. So please, fuck me anyway you want. Consider my body yours to use.” They both looked shocked and smiled, practically at the same time.
They both kissed me and Patrick said “No little Mariko, we want this to be all about you and you are going to get everything you dreamed of and more.” Peter smiled and they rolled me gently onto my side and then up onto Peter’s body. I straddled him and could feel his hard cock at my pussy lips. He smiled up at me, grabbed a hold of my hips and shoved up into me hard. I cried out and he began fucking up into me like a machine. He was like a blur in the mirror. His hands and strength holding me in place as his hard cock pounded me without remorse. Patrick moved behind me and I could feel him caressing me and then he started lightly spanking my ass. I was so turned on and started cumming, screaming out in orgasm. I tried so hard to be quiet but could not, the sensations were so strong.
Peter suddenly rolled me over and hooked my legs and started fucking the shit out of me. I was bent almost in half and he never let up. I was lost in lust and pleasure and my nails were raking his sides. He cried out and pounded harder, punishing me it felt like. Punishment or not it was fucking hot. I know I came at least twice before he suddenly went rigid and called out “Oh fuck” and shot off into me.
He rolled to the side and suddenly Patrick seized my legs, suddenly jerked me to the end of the bed and flipped me over onto my stomach. He grabbed my hips and pulled my into doggy position. I felt him wrap a hand in my hair and he jerked my head back. He leaned forward over my tiny body, he seemed so big and powerful, and said “Now I am going to fuck the shit out of your tight little pussy.” and he rammed into me. Oh god I thought he was going to come right out of my mouth. His cock seemed so huge. He was pounding into me and gripping my hair. He started spanking my ass and making me feel like I was a bitch in heat getting what she deserved. At that point, I didn’t care. I wanted him to take me. I had never been taken like these two were taking me, and after six months without sex this was what I wanted.
I was shaken back to reality by the sudden feeling of a tongue on my clit. Peter had moved under me and was licking my pussy while Patrick was fucking me like crazy. He shifted and we were in a sixty nine with him under me. I tried to suck his cock but was moving around to much. I just licked it and rubbed my face over it. It was so hot. This whole scene was so hot.
Patrick suddenly stood up and took me with him. I was in the air, his hands on my ass, fucking me up and down on his cock. Peter came over and started slapping my breasts and kissing me.
I came again and again while getting pounded like this. Suddenly they shifted me around. I was now facing Patrick. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he buried his cock back in my pussy and kissed him hungrily. He walked over to the bed and fell back on it, taking me with him. I was straddling him now and he gripped my waist and was fucking up into me. I was lost in a world of lust and bliss and then I felt Peter’s hands on my ass. I realized they were going to fuck me in both my holes and froze.
Patrick looked in my eyes and I could see the question. I leaned forward and licked his lips and then looked over my shoulder at Peter. He moved on his knees behind me and spread my ass cheeks. I felt his cock at the entrance to my ass and got scared. I wrapped myself around Patrick and buried my head in his neck.
Peter slowly moved his cock into my tight little ass. It felt absolutely fucking huge and hurt a bit. Thankfully he had paid so much attention to it earlier. When he was all the way inside he leaned forward and whispered in my ear “You feel like a total slut now.” I whimpered “Yes.” He kissed my neck and they started moving. The second they started my head came up. Patrick kissed me and said “Your amazing… slut” and winked. Then they started going hard. Patrick brought his one hand up and put it around my throat, the other pressed into my breast as he pinched a nipple. Peter had a hand on my ass cheek squeezing it. The other he wrapped in my hair.
I was immobilized and open to them and they took advantage. They fucked me long, hard deep, and with power. I felt so full of hot hard cock. I was lost in hot lust and felt nothing but arousal when I realized what a dirty slut I was acting like. I don’t know how long they pounded at me, how long they tormented me to new heights, used their cocks and hands and mouths to satisfy me.
When they came they gripped me tightly and pounded really hard and froze, their cocks completely inside me. I came all over the place and for the first time in my life ever I squirted.
I collapsed onto Patrick’s chest. Peter fell onto me and rolled off to the side. After a couple of minutes Patrick gently rolled me off them. I passed out, panting, sweaty and satisfied.
When I woke up the sun was up. I was laying naked between these two men. I was on my side curled against Patrick and Peter was spooning me from behind. I replayed the nights events in my mind and was shocked and in awe of them both. I thought I should feel some guilt but didn’t. We all enjoyed ourselves and it is not any place of a person to judge what we did for pleasure between ourselves. We hurt no one.
Patrick must have felt me move as his hand gently stroked my hair. I looked up at him and he said “Good morning” and kissed the top of my head. He gently moved off the bed and helped me up. He let me use the main bathroom in his suite. I started the shower and got in and cleaned myself up.
When I came out I had wrapped myself in a hotel robe and I softly padded to the bedroom. It was empty. When I walked into the living room and dining area they were at the table with breakfast from rooms service. They waited on me hand and foot. We shared a wonderful day wandering the shops and having a lot of fun.
We were eating a late lunch when they smiled at me and asked “Any plans tonight?”
I thought of one.

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A summer with my Stepsister Mary, Part 1

This is my first attempt at posting a story, and this is one that really happened between me and my little stepsister. It takes a while to get going, but bear with me. I would love to hear your critiques, criticisms, and suggestions, but please remember that this is my first try. I have more of this story waiting to be posted, and believe me, it gets fun and exciting, but first I want to see what kind of reaction Part 1 gets.

Phone sex is not good enough

Mandy just got back from shopping. She slammed the door hastily and ran to the window to see if the strange car, that had been following her from the local supermarket, was still in view. She looked around trying to scan the area for the black mercedes that had, not so discreetly, been tailing her for the past 20 minutes. When she was satisfied that it was nowhere in sight, she sat on the sofa and sighed with relief. The same car had been tailing her for the past week and she wasn’t sure why. She had also been getting anonymous phone calls where she would hear heavy breathing and they would just hang up.
Mandy was a slim, red-haired girl with blue eyes and freckles covering most of her perfectly proportioned body. She had a pretty boring life. She worked in a bank and lived with her 16 year old son, Matt. Although she was 38, she had only been with 3 men and was now quite shy when it came to men. She had recently taken up a new night job at a local call centre which paid well and gave her a chance to express her fantasies and sensualities. She was still getting used to the idea of phone sex but she quite enjoyed that it was anonymous yet it gave her so much satisfaction. It was perfect since she was too shy whenever she had to talk to a guy in person and she could use the money for Matt’s education. She had now mastered the seductive voice which she used to entice the male or female callers. It had been only a month since she started and she felt she was becoming more aggressive and imaginative with the callers.
With the thought of the strange car still in her mind, Mandy quickly changed. She kissed Matt goodnight and told him that the babysitter would be there in a few minutes. Matt meant everything to her, she didn’t usually leave him alone but she was late for her shift at the call centre.
The first caller of the evening sounded somewhat familiar but she had already noted that there were quite a few regular callers. Mandy used the nick name Red-hot. She answered the call as she usually did in her seductive voice, husky but almost a whisper and the conversation immdediately steamed up:
“This is Red-hot. How can I serve you today?”
“Red-hot, tell me what you’re wearing?”
“I’m wearing a tight black lace bra with a matching tiny g-string, and a black garter belt holding up my fish-net stockings”
“That sounds sexy. But you’re lying to me you slut! You’re wearing a red sweater and a black skirt.”
Mandy was surprised. The caller knew what she wearing. He was watching her!
“Who are you and how do you know what I’m wearing? How do you know me?” Mandy managed to keep her voice steady but she was scared.
“Oh I know you very well Red hot Mandy!”
Mandy was growing impatient. Was someone playing a joke on her? The caller knew her name….thats not possible!
“Listen Mandy, you whore, you’re going to listen good and then obey all the instructions you’re about to hear.”
“You’re crazy!” Mandy shouted “I’m going to hang up!”
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you Mandy. I’m sure you wouldn’t want anything to happen to little Matt!”
“Matt! You’ve got Matt. You’re lying, how do you know my son?”
“Shut up bitch!” he yelled. “You want proof?”
Mandy heard Matt’s voice in the background. “Ma, mummy he’s hurting me!” She froze. Her face went pale and she fell back into her chair. She swallowed hard as she tried to find her voice. “Don’t hurt him, please! I’ll do what you say. Just don’t hurt him!”
“Thats more like it! Now Mandy do you remember our conversation yesterday? I used the nick name Well-hung. You said you would make me feel good, you described every detail of what you were going to do to me. Well you’re going to make that a reality.”
Mandy tried to think back but her mind was blank. She was only thinking of Matt.
“You have to remember everything you said, down to the last detail. And Mandy if you miss something or decide not to play along, say good bye to Matt.”
“I’ll do it. Just don’t hurt him. Please leave him alone. I’ll do what you say.”
“Meet me at Beach Motel at 2am, Room number 24C. And if you’re good, I may just send Matt back home!”
He hung up and Mandy was left in a panic. She was pacing around her cubicle trying to figure out what to do. How could this happen? Her thoughts were disturbed by her cell phone ringing. She quickly answered and heard Becky, the babysitter, who asked if she was still supposed to be babysitting this evening. Becky had gone to Mandy’s house and could not find Matt. Mandy could barely answer. It was confirmed….Matt had been kidnapped.
Mandy was feeling suffocated and tears streamed down her cheeks. She placed her head in her hands and was trying to overcome the feeling of total helplessness.
She finally managed to pull herself together, only to realise that she couldn’t possibly remember what she had said to the caller, with nick of “Well-hung”, the previous day.
She felt even worse. How was she going to save her son? She tried desperately to think back to that call but she was too tense. Then she remembered that Jan, her supervisor, had suggested that she tape some of her calls so she could listen to them later and find ways to improve.
She opened her draw and frantically searched for the tape containing the previous day’s calls.
After listening to the tape, Mandy felt ill as she realised the obscene and disgusting things she would have to do to save her son. But she had no choice.
When she finally reached the motel, she was so afraid that she thought she would collapse. She had to think of Matt. She had to do ANYTHING to make sure he was safe.
Room 24C was unlocked. As she walked in, she heard a voice say “Its show time Mandy, and make it good!”
She kept recalling the taped telephone conversation so she’d remember what to do. She looked at the man standing in the corner of the room. He was short and had a thick mop of brown. He was dressed in a robe and the dim lighting made it difficult for her to get a good look at his face.
She placed her back on the stand beside the bed. She turned towards him and removed her red sweater and skirt and placed it next to her bag. She standing in front of him wearing a pink training bra and matching boy legs. She opened her flowing red hair, and let it fall around her shoulders. She could feel his eyes on her. She got down on all fours and crawled towards him. Then she knelt in front of him and opened his robe belt. His robe fell open. He was naked. He was very hairy and though he wasn’t fat, he wasn’t muscular either. She reached out and grabbed his 6 inch dick which was surrounded by brown pubic hair that was so thick it almost complelely covered his balls. She moved her head closer to take his dick into her mouth. he smelt of urine and sweat. Mandy felt sick but she just kept doing what she had said during the taped call. She stroked his dick and sucked at the same time and could hear his moans. When he was fully erect, she stood up and removed her panties while trying to spit out whatever of his pubic hair had remained in her mouth. She now only had her bra on and she turned around with her back to him and bent over, resting her hands on the bed. He was staring at her ass and the pink pussy flesh that he was about to ravage. She heard the man move towards her and grab hold of her hips. His dick plunged into her pussy with a sharp thrust. She yelped then began moving her hips in rhythm as he jerked and thrust. He reached over and unhooked her bra, letting it fall. He put his hands loosely over her tits so he could feel them move as he thrust. The man was enjoying watching her tiny ass move. She was so tight. When he stopped, she mechanically turned around and lay on the bed, looking up at him. He straddled her chest and grabbed her firm, perky tits. He placed his dick between her tits and squashed them together as he stimulated her pink nipples with his thumbs. Mandy could feel the sticky wetness on her chest and his weight on her was almost too much. She tried to breathe shallowly while he moved wildly on her chest. Mandy was a like a robot that had been programmed. She tried not to think or feel as she let this stranger use her for his pleasure. He finally stopped and she automatically lifted her legs and pulled them to her chest. The man pulled her towards him and shoved his dick into her tight, unyielding asshole. Mandy felt extreme pain and she had tears in her eyes for the first time during this horrible ordeal. She couldn’t help yelling as he thrust deeper, but this seemed to encourage the man even more. His thrusts became quicker and more intense. Mandy bit her lips and held onto her legs tightly, praying that it would be over soon. She felt her breasts moving wildly on her chest, which was still sore from her tit fucking. Mandy heard his screams and moans and he yelled “I’m cumming!” He released his hot cum into her ass and stared at her gaping asshole as he pulled his dick out.
Mandy knew that wasn’t the end. She lay there, letting him watch as the cum dripped from her ass. She scooped up the falling cum and rubbed it over her pussy and ass. She rubbed and clit and inserted two fingers into her pussy. She continued until she was moving in slo writhing movements and her breathing became deeper and harder. She periodically moved one hand across her erect nipples and squeezed her tits. Mandy arched her back and sighed loudly as she pretended to cum.
She looked over at the man, watching him rub his almost erect dick. She crawled over to him and sat on the chair next to him. He stood in front her and violently pulled her hair so that her head tillted backward, away from him. He placed his dick on her chest and she held her tits together around his dick as he tit fucked her violently and painfully. He finally shot his cum onto her neck and face with an explosive and satisfied scream.
As he moved away she saw a figure from the corner of her eye. There was someone else in the room. Mandy tried to look again, only to find that it was Matt, smiling and walking towards her as she lay there naked and covered with cum.
“He was right Mum. You are a total whore!” Matt shouted as he approached his mother. “You fucked him like a pro. How about giving me a taste?” Matt was already undressing.
Mandy couldn’t believe it. What was going on? Matt was talking to the man who had just fucked her, as if they were buddies.
“Hey Jake. What do you think of my mum?” Matt asked the man. “She’s one hot mumma!” Jake replied as he held Mandy down so Matt could have his turn.
“Matt! You’re ok! Whats going on? What are you doing?” Mandy was confused.
“You’re one slow bitch! Don’t you get it? Jake and I planned this together. I’ve wanted to fuck you for such a long time. I’ve seen you naked so many times, through a gap in the door or the bathroom keyhole. But now watching you get fucked has made me so horny.”
“Matt what’s come over you? Whats wrong with you? I’m your mother! Stop this at once! How could you do this to me?”
“Are you done whining mum? Cos I’m ready to fuck you till you scream!”
Mandy was so hurt. She started screaming uncontrollably. Jake smacked her across her face and held her down. Matt helped him tie her hands and legs so that they were spread wide apart. “Now if you want to live sweetheart, you’d better do as we say” Jake yelled.
Matt was already naked with his face buried in mum’s pussy, licking, sucking nad slurping hungrily. Jake stood over Mandy’s face and lowered his ass onto her mouth. “Suck me Bitch!” he yelled as he rocked his ass back and forth on her face. Mandy could smell and taste his shit, it made her nauseous.
Matt was sticking his fingers in and out of her pussy and ass. He was taking his time, exploring her body. “Oh mumma, I wanna cum in your pussy! I wanna fuck you” He positioned his dick at her pussy lips and pushed till he could feel her warm, soft insides surrounding his dick. “OH YES!” he screamed as he managed to insert his entire dick into her pussy. He was moving in and out of her with slow deliberate thrusts. “I’m fucking you mummy. Can you feel me!” Matt was cumming. His body jerked and spasmed and he collapsed onto his mother. “Oh fuck! That was better than I ever dreamt!”
“Ok Becky, you can come out!” Matt yelled. Becky emerged, already naked and eager. She climbed on top of Mandy and started touching her. Rubbing her tits and stroking her pussy. By this time Jake was hard and he wanted to cum. He rammed his dick into Becky’s pussy. Unlike Mandy, Becky’s ass was plump and round. Jake watched as her ass cheeks trembled with his movement. After a few thrusts he couldn’t contain himself. He came, squirting his cum into Becky’s fat pussy.
Becky was short and fat. There were visible fat rolls round her stomach and her whole body jiggled with each of her movements. Her large tits were hanging below her chest and she swung them over Mandy’s face. “I know you wanna lick them” Becky said as she stuffed one of her tits into Mandy’s mouth. Becky was playing with her own pussy, she was wet. She pushed her fingers into her pussy. They were covered with her pussy juice and Jake’s cum. She pushed her fingers into Mandy’s mouth and laughed as Mandy started to gag.
Becky wanted to cum. She sat on Mandy’s face and pinched her tits so that she opened her mouth. She began vigorously rubbing her pussy on Mandy’s mouth. Jake and Matt watched in awe as Becky moved on Mandy’s face, her tits jerking and bouncing. Becky was still pinching Mandy’s nipples. “Oh Shit! Oh God! Its coming! AAAaaaaah! Becky came on Mandy’s face. Jake and Matt watched with dropped jaws, they were ready to fuck again.
“Mum, I want you to watch me fuck Becky” Matt lay down next to Mandy on the bed and motioned for Becky to sit on top of him. Becky lowered herself onto his dick and began screaming and jumping up and down agressively. She was shaking her tits wildly and rubbing them while she fucked him. She used one hand to rud her clit and with the other she reached over played with Mandy’s pussy. Mandy was horrified, she was watching her son fuck the babysitter. Becky and Matt came in unison, intense and passionate. Matt pulled Becky towards him and sucked on her breasts till she screamed.
They caught their breath and looked down at Mandy, who was now exhausted. “I think I’ll untie her before I fuck her one last time” Jake said. “Let’s see if she can put up a fight.”
Matt agreed and helped him untie Mandy’s hands and legs. Jake immediately grabbed Mandy by the hips and stuck his dick deep into her ass. Mandy tried to scream but she didn’t have the energy. She tried to push Jake away with her aching hands. She then tried kicking her legs wildly but it only made Jake more determined. “Oh, a fiesty one!” Jake yelled with excitement. He was thrusting with his whole body weight. He was panting and sweating as he came. “Fuck Mandy, you’re wasting your time with phone sex baby. You’re the best fuck I ever had.”

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Nymphomania Part 1

I was walking along on the first day of college, on my way to my dorm, when I was grabbed from behind. I felt a sharp pain and that’s the last thing I remember.

Weird Kid

This is my first REAL attempt at a story. I’m going to take my time with this one; if you don’t like the lack of sex in it then I’m sorry. If all goes well I’ll post some more of it. Be Gentle.
Weird Kid
I was never really accepted by my peers. I was always the outcast. just because I did things out of norm. While played football, I watched MMA. While they complained I would work hard. If they smoked and drank I would silently curse them for those stupid things to themselves.
My name is Jack O’Conner, and I’m one weird kid. When I was younger talked a lot. It seemed that when I was asleep I would store up all my thoughts for the next morning. And when my mother would say “good morning sweetie” I would unleash all of my stored up thoughts in on movement of my lips. It must have been extremely annoying to have to listen to random bits about my scattered and frantic dreams.
When I turned 12 I was already attending Elementary school. I wasn’t exactly the most popular. In fact I wasn’t as social as I had been a few years before. I had no friends, and liked to keep to myself. It may have seemed like it was all on my own doing, but it wasn’t. I wanted to be social with people, but it was really hard for me; partly because I was very shy and that I couldn’t relate to anything others did. I was always fascinated with computer games, and reading books, such a quality was and still is very hard to find in people. So with that I was classified as a “Nerd.” And slowly after that I was weeded out of activity groups, and all my “friends” slowly faded away; people in general stopped communicating with me.
But now I’m 16, and it seems that what had happened for four years is going to continue. I walk the halls of my high school a social outcast, ignored and forgotten. To try and fit in I gave my hand at football, it seemed as though I had broken my cardinal rule; Never get involved with others. I created that rule, because it seemed that I would make quite a fool of myself if I attempted to do things with others. And as you may have guessed it was a complete failure, and it was slightly crushing.
There is one thing that I appreciate about myself. I won’t brag, because I know there are others that are better looking. But, I’m 6’4″ and I tip the scales at 235 lbs.

I do think that the one “good” thing that came out of the unwarranted hate; was that I had plenty of extra time to work on my physique. Most everybody would spend that time with friends, or at some sort of sporting event; not me. I would come home from school every day, complete my daily assignments and then head to my in-home garage. I would do rigorous workouts either at my house or at the school weight room. It would consist of Running, Free weights and punching bag striking. The only downside was that it seemed to worry my mom; she thought I was depressed or angry. I am neither, I’m actually quite grateful for their hate towards me. It allowed me to build up defensive barriers that are so desperately needed in today’s society.
But, I’ll get along with what I have to say. My story begins at the middle of my sophomore year in high school. I was 16 as I said, and it was just one of those average days. It was a Wednesday morning, and it was a cold one. “Shit” I thought to myself. Everyone was wearing at least a jacket, and it was April! But it didn’t bother me, seeing as I had a car and my license.
“Jack! Jack! Hurry up! Your gonna be late!” my mother wildly yelled from the kitchen. I didn’t utter a response. I just threw on my favorite red shirt, and faded jeans. I realized the time and quickened my pace down the hall towards the front room. “Ma…….” I stopped mid sentence, I wanted to speak but I was in complete shock; almost to the point of fainting. Taylor Behnke, the prettiest girl in my sophomore class was sitting on my couch! “Uh…uh…Hey” I stupidly sputtered at her. “Hey Jack” she sweetly voiced. She said it so lightly, that it made me almost faint again.
“Oh good, you met your new carpool buddy!” I was dumb struck. “Her mother asked if you could take her with you to school.” I simply nodded my acceptance, I felt it was little too eager; but oh well. I would try and hide my fright of her; she was such a beautiful girl and I’m a shy dweeb. It was slightly nerve racking. “Well, Taylor we have to get going.” I followed her to the door, “Good bye Sweetie!” my mother yelled at me. I blushed deeply as Taylor lightly giggled.
As we drove to school I kept glancing over at Taylor; god was she beautiful. She could move cities with her looks; 5’5″, Brown hair and the deepest blue eyes. She woke me out of the trance with a “What’s wrong?” I suddenly realized that I had been caught staring at her, “Erm, nothing…sorry.” I muttered. I was quiet all the way to school after that. I quickly noticed the routine. I would take her to and from school with me and then drop her off at her house after school. Except Fridays, she would usually wait for me; partly because she did homework in the library and that I lifted at the school on Fridays. And it was one of those Fridays that changed it all for me. It was rainy and cold again, so not many people stayed after school for anything. So I had the weight room all to myself, so I decided to get on with my lift.
It was somewhere around 30 minutes into my workout when I heard a loud “Stop!” I would of normally let this go, but given the conditions I couldn’t. I exited the room, and saw light coming from one of the many darkened classrooms. I slowly opened the door and noticed 2 of the school’s Football players surrounding a girl, I heard her voice again and it was Taylor! They we’re failing at attempts to grope her and get her shirt off. “Stop, please!” she pleaded with them, and they just nodded their heads no and laughed at her. I clenched my fists as I felt my rage boil over, and without thinking I sprinted full speed into the first one and knocked him over. As he was rolling out of the way, I stood up and brought my foot straight up and into the second guy’s abdomen. I followed the kick up by slamming my fist into his jaw, shattering it. He crumpled into a heap on the ground; Bloodied and beaten. The first guy must have gotten up at this point because he tackled me to the ground. I quickly sprawled and got up to my feet. I brought my knee crashing into his face, followed by a few fists to his disgusting mouth. And just like his friend, fell into a bloody heap on the ground.
I was sweating and my arms were pulsing with shocked veins; and they were covered with blood. Taylor just looked at me in complete shock and awe, “go wait for me by the principal’s office.” I gruffly said. She quickly sprinted out of the room, I looked back at the two men laying on the ground. “If I ever see you talking to her again, I’ll do more then beat the piss out of you.” I stated coldly.
I drove Taylor home in dead silence, when I dropped her off at her house she looked me in the eyes and said “Thank you.” She followed it up with a kiss on my lips. It was unlike any feeling I had ever felt before. I blushed slightly and said “No problem” she smiled and left me in my car. For the first time, I felt weird. I didn’t exactly understand what it meant, but I wish I could have another one.

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Boyhood sexual experience with a man-teen

My experiences however unwelcomed, made me very sexual, that I started writing about my gay sex experience; it?s erotic of course, due the nature, the lurid details of sexual acts that I experienced in my young Latino life, from early years too young to manhood, I learned.

The Boy on The Grass

The sun brings them out like freckles, the beautiful boys. But it’s their bulges that fascinate me – especially what they do with them when they think no-one’s looking…..

First time tasting cock

The first taste of cock
I have gotten many requests to post the full details of the story. This story is what truly happened, names and a few details were changed for privacy reasons. It’s been a while since I have written a story so I will be a bit rusty. This is a male2male story so if that bothers you please skip this story. All comments are appreciated hopefully only positive comments.
Brief Overview of both main Characters –
Peter- Young man who is searching for sexual exploration and adventures. Ethnicity, Chinese/Indian mixed. Stands at 5 feet 10 inches tall, a bit on the chubby side weighing 205 pounds but strong like a powerhouse. Started a bit late in sexual experiences but takes his time to make sure he is in a safe environment or at minimum a bit controlled. Cock size, average 6 inches uncut and trimmed. Age 18
Bill – (Name Changed), a bit over weight standing at 6 feet 2 inches tall. Shaved head with a goatee. Ethnicity – Caucasian. Cock size is 9 inches long and thick enough around, cut and shaved. Has been married to his wife for over 18 years and still loves her, has two daughters one is 19 and the other is 16. His age is 52.
My name is Peter, My parents always instilled values and morals in me, they taught me everything about becoming a classy young man. But my urges were ever so strong. I have always had strong sexual urges ever since I was a young man. I love women and I love sex with them, there is nothing better than being buried deep in a hot, juicy pussy. As the years went by I always found time to try out different sexual experiences, from getting handjobs, massages, blowjobs, footjobs to my very first fuck and them came the day I thought I would never see. The day I found I had a need to try my first cock. I never ever thought of myself as being gay or bisexual. Gay porn really doesn’t turn me on, as in two men having sex together in the videos, however I have found Shemales are real turn on. One night I was browsing the porn videos on xhamster and I came across one of the hottest interracial videos ever. A BBC (BIG BLACK COCK) was being worshipped and loved by a petite, beautiful young caucasian woman. This woman was on her knees sloppily but effectively sucking on that big piece of black salami. All the gurgling and gagging noises she made trying to take it all down just made me get an instant hard on. The deep desire in her eyes for that cock was showing and she eventually did take it in her sweet, tight pussy and ass. Seeing her get stuffed was amazing. That massive cock pounded her out, her screams of orgasms were authentic as can be and she came multiple times. I had a sudden wish to try this experience out. It looked so enticing. I started taking some jack off session a bit differently from then on. Often switching over to interracial BBC porn to jack off to. I began to slowly try a bit of anal play and to my surpise after the slight discomfort was gone I began to enjoy it. I moved up froom using my fingers to thin carrots to thicker ones to eventually cucumbers. This anal stimulation while jacking off and mentally visualizing myself being used like that made me cum in an entirely different way. It was amazing. My nightly jack off sessions became more frequent and I always watched a different video, from one on one with a bbc to gangbangs etc.
2012- Now my f****y is a relatively close knit f****y. They always like to know of my where about for my safety and they like to know who I go out with. We live in the Caribbean currently but we decided to take a holiday and go back to Canada where I was born during the winter. The destination for this trip was Toronto, Scarborough. I decided this would be the perfect time to have my first cock exploring adventure. Being a teenage computer junky, I scoured the internet looking for ways to find someone to hook up with close enough to where I was staying when I came across a site called squirt.org used by males for male2male fun. The site had everything you could think of, both free and paid versions. From being able to message and search other users to listings of places to visit for fun and reviews. I am always a guy for safety, Scarborough was a new area in Canada for me and I hadn’t been in Canada for a while. I knew meeting up on sites like these could bring a lot of risk, either STD’s or meeting up some sort of creeper. I decided to do some research and find out more about where I was staying and I found that the car park below by the building during the day was normally empty. A few people pass by, it would be a perfect place to meet as I could familiarize myself with safety points in case of anything.
On my profile online I basically posted up my stats Age, sex location, what I am looking for and where. In less than a minute of posting up my info Over 20 guys hit me up messaging me asking if I would like to join em in for some fun. I was surpised at how many of these guys were willing to go bareback all the way. I didn’t find it too safe. Weeding out all the possibilities (not finding any BBC either) the second to last person caught my eye. “Big Bill” happily married guy just looking for a little fun. Willing to have bareback oral depending on the partner but mandatory condom use for fucking. Prefers if the partner he meets up with has regular std checkups for safety as he does also. He seemed interesting and good enough for my first experience, he was willing to drive out and meet me at the destination I gave him. I didn’t mention anything on my profile about how far I would go but we would feel it out when we met up. I didn’t want to promise anything until I was comfortable enough.
Four days after I arrived in Toronto we met up at the car park. He messaged me on his phone and I came down to meet him. Growing up in a close f****y I did have my ways of getting around without my parents knowing exactly where I was going. I was fully ready and excited to have this go down. It was easy to find him as he listened to my instructions perfectly. I spotted his van and walked up to it, he was in the front seat, he waved and motioned me to get in the back. My heart was racing, I was constantly thinking he could be a copper or a creeper. What if something happens to me here now how will I explain. Opening the back door I jumped in and scanned my surroundings. Everything checked out perfectly to me, nothing that could harm me was in the way as far as I knew. He could have a concealed weapon in a glove compartment or in his coat pocket. I immediately asked removed my jacket as it would hinder my mobility if I needed to react to a threat. I am always suspicious of meet ups that happen online I do read all the terrible stories of people using sites such as craigslist or other dating sites and they end up dying or getting k**napped. This wasn’t going to happen to me no matter what. I did study a martial art long ago and practiced here and there so I knew what to do in case of anything.
We shook hands, exchanged a bit of chit chat to get a bit comfy. Posing no threat at all I began to relax. “I am new to this so you will have to guide me ok?” I explained to him once over and he only nodded. He was a bit jumpy and not too much at ease. He was also fearful that I could be undercover of some sorts and trying to get him in trouble. The thing is I do look young for my age, so even though I am 18 it threw him off a bit meeting up in a public place like this. I assured him I was looking for some fun. He dind’t smile too much, but constantly looked around hoping no one would come and catch us. He got out of the front seat, pushed it up and hopped in the back with me. We chatted a bit more and he made the first move, he unzipped his pants and up sprung this white, mushroom headed, thick cock. In need of relief, he lead my hand and place it on his cock head. My heart was pounding faster than ever and I my eyes remained fixated on it. Thoughts of what I was about to do ran through my head and I couldn’t help but needily ask “Can I suck on it??”. Looking around one more he said “Sure”. Always into protection I asked if he had a condom, so he pulled the one and only one he had out and slipped it on.
I kept stroking this beautiful cock and finally thought to myself “This is it, no turning back now”. And I lowered myself to the magnificent site of this meat covered in rubber. I gave the tip a flick with the tip of my tongue and began to slowly envelope it in my mouth. The rubber texture wasn’t that bad but it wasn’t that great of a feel in my mouth either. We sat next to one another in the back of his van with me bent to his side sucking him off. He reached for me pants and slid them off and began to stroke my already hard cock and tight tensed ass. His hands were dry and he was a bit rough but I kept my concentration on sucking his pole. I am a bit of a perfectionist. I like to make sure and things properly and am always loving towards anyone I am with. Just like my first fuck. I do my research and make sure I can satisfy my partner first.
I began to pick up a bit of pace on sucking him, my spit was running down the rubber fast. Stroking him and using my hand to feed his cock deeper into my mouth I practiced giving him the “PERFET BLOWJOB” that I would want to receive teasing him when he stopped and asked me if he could suck me off. “Sure” I said as I raised up and leaned back to let him come at me. He pulled out a bottle from his pocket though, taking a good look at it I recognized what it was instantly. Never ever having come into contact with it before personally but reading about it I recognized it as the d**g called POPPERS. He popped the top cap off gave a quick sniff and he went down on me. I had to elevate myself a bit with my hands as he wanted to suck me off and prod my hole. His beard did tickle me while he sucked but he was a bit rough. I don’t know if it was because he inhaled the popper but I was a bit uneasy. I felt his teeth graze across a few times and while it did hurt a bit I bore through it so he could get a little pleasure from it. He definitely wanted to get fucked or fuck me I could tell. “EASY” I told him as it became a bit harder.I found he was becoming a bit too rough and decided to stop him, you never know what could happen when your high on d**gs. I dind’t want him to be high and then take a bite on my dick for all I knew while he was down on me . LOL
Don’t get me wrong I was still horny and my cock was rock hard and leaking precum but that was my boundary on d**gs. Being in this uneasy situation I decided I wanted to suck him till he came and I said the one thing I didn’t believe I would ever say. Looking over at his clock in the car I said “Hey I gotta go in a few minutes but before I do I want to suck you and make you cum. It doesn’t matter if I don’t cum I want to please you”. I couldn’t believe I was going to suck him bareback. This time looking me straight in the eyes and seriously “Are you sure you?”. Agreeing over once more, within the blink of an eye the condom was off. His pole throbbing for some love and attention. I could feel my heart racing, as I lowered myself once more to his cock. My body was becoming more heated with the rush I was getting. Taking one deep breath, I let me lips touch his head and slowly went down his shaft. Swirling my tongue around to taste him I was amazingly surprised how amazing the texture of his penis felt in my mouth. “Oh my god!” I thought to myself. It was the best texture ever, almost smooth like velvet was the best way to describe it. It was far better than the rubber taste. You would personally have to try it yourself to get a grasp of what I meant/ Ha ha ha.
With more vigour I used my skills to the best of my abilities. .The perfect blowjob to me was teasing and sucking on a cock to drive the person to a wild orgasm. I was careful not to use my teeth at all, I didn’t want to sc**** him as I knew this would be painful. I wanted to make him cum hard and remember I did very well. Swirling my tongue and flicking it over the head I bobbed up and down like a champ. I didn’t pump him with my hand but I held the base of his tally whacker with one hand while I used the other hand to fondle his tight sack. I got the hang of sucking and giving fellatio but swallowing all my spit was abit hard as it built up fast so my saliva was running down around the shaft and getting him nice and turned on. My head was buried in his lap, I tried to test myself and see just how far down my throat could he fit. Hearing him inhale the popper once more I stuck with concentrating on making him cum quick.
His rod was hard as steel but soft to suck on. I went as far down as I could till my nostrils touched his leg, taking the full 9 inches down my throat. It was amazing I could fit it in there. I used a technique I thought would have been great to feel on myself. Swallowing the built up spit in my mouth I rose up to catch a few breaths while jerking him off. “Tell me when you cum I want to catch it”. What I meant was catch it in my hand. He thought I meant catch it in my mouth. I dove down once more, twisting and twirling my tongue and head hearing him groan more and more. As his meat got lost deep in my mouth I tried the technique I thought of. I slowly inhaled while raising my mouth up off his cock and sucked in deeply creating a vaccum like effect. “AWW FUCK!” He grunted as he laid his hand on my back. I had him wear I wanted him, and as I lowered my head back down I released the grip and just let my tongue flick and slither over the meaty treat. Up and down I went squeezing and releasing, swirling and flicking, gyrating my head and fondling his sack. He rested his head backwards and began to think of me as is his wife. “Oh Paula fuck me, yess… fuck me”. I didn’t find this strange even though I didn’t know the name he called out I figured he was thinking of someone else as I gave him one of the best blow jobs ever. He held my head with his hands and began to lift himself and meet me with his trust, grunting and groaning all the way through. Knowing that I had him grunting and groaning like he was only turned me on even more to know that I had some skills and could make him cum. “Yes I am cumming….I am cumming!” He shouted and trust one more time. “Did he cum?” I thought to myself, “I don’t think he did”. And I kept up with my work but he let me up, the feeling was too intense. My mouth was full of my spit, or what I thought was only my spit. SO I swallowed and asked him aloud, “You came in my mouth?” with a bewildered look on my face. Because I didn’t master swallowing my spit fully his trusts made me build more and more spit up so when he came I didn’t feel his hot, creamy white seed hit my throat. It shot into my mouth and mixed with saliva. After I swallowed I did move my tongue around my mouth and did fnid it had an after taste. I took him bareback in my mouth and swallowed his cum! I never thought I would have done it. It was amazing. He thanked me and we got dressed and I hopped out the fan and went on my way upstairs to get cleaned up. Stripping down and check my cock out, it was still semi erect after my fun and I was now full covered in precum. I got into the shower and had a nice long jerk off session. I came harder than ever before remembering what I had just done.
I settled down, got dressed and headed over to the computer to check the site again and update my profile. I found an instant message from him. “Thanks for the amazing experience, your very talented for such a young man. You literally gave me the best blowjob ever. Better than the other pro’s he fooled around with and definitely better than my wife.” My cock sprung to erection once more reading his messaged. I felt like a total slut in one way knowing that I gave the best head especially better than his wife. Paula was his wifes name, he fantasized that I was her cause I gave him the best. After 2 more messages online I never heard from him again or bothered to contact him. I did look around at a few gloryhole places for some fun but decided to not go. Thinking back on the experience I would have loved for him to pop my anal cherry with his 9 inch dick but he was too rough at least for my first time, especially high on poppers.
That is what happened, I hope you enjoyed it. To this day I get instant hard ons thinking about that experience. For me it’s a bit of a taboo kink I tried since I love women. But it get’s me dripping pre cum in a matter of seconds. Please leave some ratings and comments. Take care,

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So Much Fun on the Bus

The school trip was over and the long ride home was taking place. Early in the morning one of the younger girls elects to wake up her close friends and they eagerly diddle with each other.