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The following phone sex call transcript includes taboo topics, such as consensual violence, name-calling, racism, and watersports. The word “rape” is used, but not entirely accurately.

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The Dragon: Chapters 1 & 2

The Dragon:
Chapter One
Virginal Sacrifice
Many of the villagers said that the dragon had always been insane, feeding upon them and their livestock, burning fields in anger, and the Sacrifice being the only thing that would quell it’s wrath. But a few of the older folks, those of more wisdom and less superstition told another story. That once long before, back in their old grandfather’s days, when they were but young-lings themselves the dragon did not ask for sacrifices. That it dwelt in peace taking it’s own council and having nothing to do with the villages that surrounded it’s mountain lair.
But since that long ago time, things had changed. Whether the dragon had gone insane or was simply toying with those lesser then it, only the seer can fathom. And the bitter truth of today still stands. When the dragon lights the fires the on the mountain top, the village elders know that a sacrifice must be made. The people of the three villages, Gesper, Hammond, and Lyre come together and lots are cast upon all unmarried females. Needless to say these are busy weeks indeed for the clerics of all villages as young maidens rush to marry able bodied boys and hence perhaps save their own lives. For to be unmarried and without children, virgin or no, one is still entered into the lots, with only widows and old maids excluded.
When a month had passed, the lots were drawn in the center gardens of Gesper. It was upon that day that Hypaelia, daughter of the good farmer Mattor, was shown her own death when her name was drawn forth on a tile. Her family said tearful goodbyes, her mother fainting in despair, and she was sundered from them, never to see them again in this world. The council guards put her into the cage of doom and that afternoon she was wheeled before the entrance to the ancient mountain lair. There they left her for the dragon to do with her what it would.
The cage was made of wood and quite sturdy, and had been repaired many times, once being completely rebuilt when the dragon destroyed it in it’s haste to get at the contents of the cage. The bodies of the victims were never found, nor traces of blood and death, so the cage was removed from the mountain once it’s purpose was fulfilled and carpenters repaired it until the next time the fires of the mountain burned.
Hypaelia fainted dead away when the dragon emerged from its lair. So she never saw the large knuckled claw that cast a spell that rent the front of the cage door completely off. Her own body rising from magic out of the cage and lightly settling into the beasts hand. She was then whisked away into the beasts lair. The mountain shook and rocks crumbled. The cold damp night stood as the only witness of the monster.
She awoke some time later, waking from a dream that to her was a nightmare. But then she never had expected to ever wake again. As her eyes adjusted to the glowing light, the first thing she noticed was the heat. It was very hot here inside the mountain itself, where she assumed she was now. And she was inside another cage of some kind, that even though a prison, was magnificently carved of iron with scrolling vines and tiny dragons intermingled up and down it’s impregnable bars. A bench, a bed, and a hole in the floor covered by a circle of wood and an iron ring served as latrine. The quarters were far from spartan however as one must imagine with a fine carpet on the floor and the bed covered in sheets of silk and embroidery.
It was then she noticed that she herself was unclothed. Her nakedness scared her in this place. She was trapped and alone, but somehow also feeling like something that is on display. Hastily, she pulled the silk sheet from the bed and covered herself as best she could. Time passed slowly, and she could do little but look about her at the misty darkness that surrounded her prison.
‘Good eve’, came the sound of a childlike voice out of the darkness, that startled her so much so that she screamed in terror. She pulled the sheets about her and peering into the darkness found that her eyes could just make out the small shape of a woman.
‘Uh, hello? Who is there?!’, she said her voice rattling with fear.
The figure moved closer to the cage and she could see now that it was indeed a woman. Her hair of the finest golden curls falling about her face and shoulders in long ringlets, her eyes of the brightest blue, even if demurely downcast. She opened a small wooden box and light streamed from it. Hypaelia could then see that she was clothed in a blue dress richly sewn. She pulled from the box a globe of light, a crystal ball about the size of a melon. Lifting the globe with her hands and laying the box aside she slipped it between the bars. Next as Hypaelia watched she took a small wooden stand from the box and lay that between the bars beside the ball.
‘This is for you. So you can see. I am sorry I had forgotten it when I dressed your ‘quarters’. I will be returning soon with your meal. My name is Suzanne. In the old tongue I was told that it means trustworthy.’ The ball rolled onto the carpet and its light shown around the cell. Color came to the cage and Hypaelia did notice that the cage was not so drab as the dull light had made her think. Pillows on the floor around the edge of the cage, a wash basin in the far corner she had not even noticed before. Then she noticed the light crackling sound that came from the ball and she stared at it, knowing with absolute certainty that it was a magical thing. She was lost for a moment in her own thoughts. She looked up to speak to Suzanne and then noticed that she was no longer there.
‘Suzanne?!’, she cried into the darkness hearing her own voice echo into the vast chamber she suddenly realized she was in.
Out of the darkness, she heard, ‘My lady, rest and sleep, I will return soon’, in such a light whisper that she was unsure if she heard the voice in her head or with her ears; then silence.
She reach down and lifted the ball, laying it over her hands and finding that it was cold to the touch, about the only thing that was cold within this stifling heat. She placed it on the bench in the wooden stand. Climbing back into the bed she hid under the sheets and cried and cried until sleep found her at last.
Chapter Two
Drago Draconus
As Suzanne walked in the extremely dim light her eyes saw everything in front of her. Her once demure eyes opened with clear purpose and her feet moved across the hall even though she made no more then a soft shuffle upon the flag stones. Her stride quickened and she left the hall and entered a series of long passageways ending in a glowing red room with a wall of flames at the opposite doorway. She walked to the flames without hesitation and then through them. The flames licked about her as if trying to find something to feed on, to consume. But they found no hold and then she was through them.
The lair were very different on this side of the wall of fire. And Suzanne was soon different also as her human form stepped into the vast mountain cavern and in a burst of magical energy she merged into the shape of a huge golden dragon. The blue eyes of the beast shone, and yet had not changed as the lids blinked in the light of the chamber, it’s wings lifted and it hurled itself into the air.
Touching down lightly on the cliff ledge, the dragon transformed and Suzanne stood there again. She entered her personal chambers and the room of globes.
She had lied about forgetting the globe. Their special type of magic worked best when the globe was accepted as a gift. She moved towards the globes which were much larger then the one she had given the newly arrived girl, and were clear as the crystal they were made of. She went over to one of them and peered within. Clearly she could see a form huddled on the bed under the covers. No sound issued from the globe, so the dragon in human form could not hear the sobbing of her prisoner.
She moved to the next globe and saw a man strapped to the bars of his cell. His room was scarce, with no bed, just a small bench with the globe from which she spied on him from her lair. He was naked from head to toe and the sweat dripped off his long limbs. His penis lay limp and yet the sweat dripping off his chest was slowly dripping to the floor from his flacid member.
He seemed to be recovering from his wounds nicely and would probably wake in the next day or so. The healing potion she had forced down his unconscious throat had done it’s work, but had the side affect of rendering the patient asleep for many days while it’s magic coursed through their veins.
She was curious about this one. It had been awhile since a knight had challenged her in her own lair, and to single combat no less. If it had been a large group of knights, which had been the case in the past, she would have just rained fire on them from the skies and been done with it. The silly fools. She wondered if this man was like to them. But already she knew he was different, fair and noble and if very stupid, extremely brave. Which was why she had spared him after only breaking his legs and eating his horse. The horse had died when she had crushed it beneath him in battle.
She had taken the splints off just the day before and felt the bones beneath his flesh making sure they were mended. She had been aroused by the feel of him. Yes, it had been along while since she had captured a knight. She sighed to herself, yes this one could be a lot of fun. She licked her lips in anticipation, her eyes shining.
She turned to another globe nearby and saw a petite naked woman laying on her bed as if asleep. A small hand written card in front of the globe read, ‘Penina’, the girl’s name. Penina had been with her for nearly a year now. It had taken her several months for her to seduce the virginal girl, but now they were frequent lovers. In fact she wondered sometimes if Penina didn’t guess the truth. These days she seemed to flaunt her sexuality and give her much to watch when she spied on her. Even now she stirred as if she had been sleeping and waiting for her. She opened her eyes a crack and slowly moved her hands across her naked form. One hand came to rest upon her belly, the other cupping her breast lightly and then grazing the nipple. Suzanne watched her back arch and even though she could hear nothing through the visions in the glass, she could see her mouth open and knew that she had let a soft moan escape her. Suzanne felt the tingling between her own legs at the sight of her. Her nipples now hard and extended, Penina continued to caress them. Her other hand sliding down her belly and over her soft brown pubic hair. The fingers slipped lower and touched her sex ever so gently. Her mouth opened again and Suzanne watched fascinated.
‘Hmmm’, she thought. ‘I will have to work on the knight to take her virginity from her. Penina is such a lovely girl and I find myself feeling for her. She certainly pleases me the most of my captives and I would never harm her. She has earned her freedom long before this. I will have to keep her at least another year though. I would not give up so quickly on such fun.’
This meant that in another year Penina would wake up one morning near a campfire, with a saddled horse and a bag of gold. Usually somewhere on the other side of the world. It would be impolite to have a captive return to their village and expose her as a dragon that ate her maidens in other ways. It would spoil all her fun and make her work that much harder.
She focused again on Penina in the globe and licked her lips. She purred like a cat. Penina was now on all fours and sliding two fingers in and out of her vagina. The glistening lips, red and extended, the muscles under her legs tightening as she thrust her fingers in and out of her sex, faster and harder. Her long brown hair was thrown back over her shoulders and laying on her back. Her other hand, could not be seen, but Suzanne fantasized that she was pinching her rose colored nipples with it.
The wetness beneath Suzannes legs had grown. Slowly her hand grazed against the cloth of her dress and she felt her hard nipple beneath it. Her eyes glazed over for a second in delight.
‘I think it is time for Penina’s lunch.’, she said out loud to no one in particular.

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Harry Potter and Friends part 1

Harry Potter and Friends Part 1
Harry Potter was a skinny 11-year-old boy and he was different and he knew it. On his 11-year-old birthday a letter came to him and he wasn’t able to acquire it, because of his monstrous uncle. They made away to a small island where he met Hagrid and was told of Hogwarts.
On the first of September he arrived at platform 9 3/4 and saw a family of wizards walk through the barrier and approached the mother. As he talked to the mother about how to get through the portal, she motioned to one of her sons.
That’s when Harry’s breath was taken away. He had always had a thing for redheaded people but didn’t know any that looked as good as this kid. He greeted with a “hello” and walked through the portal, only to rush into the nearest cabin on the train because so many people were staring at him and saying his name.
Once in the cabin he was greeted with the two hottest boys he had ever seen. Their names were Fred and George Weasley. He had not wanted to get “found out” so early in his time here. So he acted normal and he was disappointed that all they wanted to talk about was his scar. They left and in came the kid from before, the one that the mother introduced him to. He found out his name was Ron Weasley and made the connection with the other two. ‘No wonder I thought they were so hot, they were his brothers’ thought Harry.
So Harry was slowly watching and becoming obsessed with Ron, but he tried his best not to make it obvious. But little did he know that Ron noticed and was trying to watch him as well.
They continued on the train until it was about an hour left and Ron and Harry had met Hermione and Neville and they had left. Now Ron was alone with Harry once again and Ron suggested (excitedly) that they had to change into their robes now. Harry was waiting for this also. He had hoped he would be able to see Ron’s dick. He went over to the door and locked it just incase someone came in.
“Ok you go dress over there and I will dress on this side of the cabin” said Ron.
Harry’s disappointment was not missed by Ron. And Ron got excited again.
They then both proceeded to take off their clothes. And while taking their cloths off they both started to get hard at the thought of the other one changing right behind him.
Harry was trying his hardest not to look at Ron but to no avail. He turned around just as Ron took off his pants. Harry looked at Ron’s butt and thought if only he could see through those boxers. Boxers? Thought Harry.
Ron turned around at that second to glance at Harry and was surprised to see Harry looking at his butt. “ Uhhh, Harry what are you looking at?”
Harry was embarrassed he was caught in such a position that he answered hurriedly
“ I was just wondering why you wear boxers instead of briefs?” he said. He saw the disappointment in Ron’s face.
“Well the reason I wear boxers is that my older brothers, you no, Fred and George, told me that if you wear boxers, then your dick becomes bigger as you grow up”. As he said this, Harry- out of instinct- looked down and saw that Ron’s dick really did look big from here. As he looked, Ron noticed and he began to get hard. Harry was also beginning to get hard again.
“ Well obviously its true I mean your pretty big” said Harry eyeing Ron harder this time.
“ Yeah. I been wearing them for about a year now and it really has grown, but not by much I mean your also big” Ron said, as he glanced down at Harry dick. “ Well mine is a bit big but nothing compared to my brothers. There really big, I mean like huge.”
“Really” said Harry imagining those two hot boys with their big dicks dangling in front of him. He started to get really hard now so he sat down, so it wouldn’t show too much. “How do you know?”
“Well I’ve seen them. One night, about a month ago, I had to pee and it was really late, so I went to the bathroom and when I came out I heard a lot of scuffling. I thought it was Scabbers or something so I dint pay to much attention to it. But then I noticed my brother’s room was open and I wasn’t allowed in there, so I got curios. I went up to the door and saw both my brothers were lying in the beds with sheets over them. But then I saw something poking out of the sheets and I wondered what it was. So I went into the room and slowly pulled the sheet off of Fred and that’s when I saw it,” recalled Ron, who was hard as hell right now.
Harry who was just as hard asked, “ Well how big was it?”
“ About this big” Ron said and held up two hands and combined his two middle fingers and said” from the beginning of both my palms”.
“Wow” said Harry, ”that must be like 7 inches or so”
“Yeah but I think it was bigger. And I didn’t see Georges, but there twins so I’m guessing they’re about the same size”. They were both extremely hard right now and Harry could just imagine those two big beautiful boys with their big beautiful cocks just pointing straight up while the feign sleeping.
Harry adjusted his underwear and Ron noticed this and stood up. Now Harry could see how big his dick really was. It was about 4 ½ inches long and not that thick, but to Harry it looked like the best thing in the world right now.
“O man I really have to take care of this. Do you mind if I jerk off? I really need a release right now” said Ron.
Harry didn’t respond, he just got up and pulled down his underwear, revealing his 4-inch, dick and started slowly masturbating, while looking at Ron. Ron took this as sign and pulled down his boxers and sat down in his seat and started jerking off real fast.
As the two boys were jerking off they looked at each other, the whole time. Both imagining their own little fantasies. Ron’s breathing was getting louder and heavier and he cummmed first, since he was going real fast.
Harry thought it looked weird for a second but then again he was focused on his own “problem”. Harry took a little longer to cum since he just started masturbating a few weeks ago, and still wasn’t used to the whole jerking off thing. He finally climaxed and shut his eyes for a good 2 minutes thinking about what just happened.
When he was done he looked around frantically for some paper but couldn’t find any.
He noticed Ron had no cum on his hands or anything and said “hey how did you clean yourself up I need something to clean my hands”
Ron looked uncomfortable. But answered” I just licked it clean”. Then he added hastily “I mean it is my own cum it came from me. I feel as if I take something from my body and I would just like to give it back. He he” he finished nervously
Harry thought for a moment and said, “That’s ok man I do it all the time but I have a different logic…I like the taste.”
“I like the taste also but I still stick to my logic. It makes me feel better”. They both laughed at this.
Now that they finished, they really had to get ready to leave the train because they were almost at school. So they start to put heir clothes back on and Harry asks Ron if he has a pair of boxers that Harry can borrow because he didn’t want underwear anymore.
Ron said “I only have one extra pair but you can borrow it and I’ll sent an owl to mom and tell her that I need extra pairs and you can return the favor whenever you can”.
“Thanks” said Harry. He smiled as he put on his new boxers. Maybe this school is going to be a lot more interesting then I thought.

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The Boy next door -2

Well i hope the first chapter wasnt that bad. i hope you guys enjoy this one as well. im planning on become an author. Heres a lil fact about me. i have been wrighting stories since i was 9. fun huh? well to me it was.

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Daughter on top – chapter 2

The following Monday evening, Jolyne’s mother, Anne Crawford, quietly
unlocked the front door and escorted the man into the house. It was
almost midnight and she didn’t want to wake up Jolyne who was asleep in
her room.
Once they were in the house, the man stepped behind Anne and pulled her
body back toward him.
“Oh, Sam,” she giggled, rubbing her hot ass back against the hard bulge
in his pants. “It feels like you’re ready to fuck.”
“I sure am,” Sam grinned, moving his hands up over her tits. “Let’s go
into your room and have a little party.”
“That’s what I intend to do,” she whispered. “Why do you think I brought
you home with me?”
Unknown to the couple, Jolyne was wide awake in bed and could hear every
word they were saying.
“Gee, Sam,” Ann whispered as they walked hand in hand toward her room.
“I just can’t wait to feel your nice big cock in me.”
“And I can’t wait to get it in you,” he grinned, opening the door for
her.
The moment they were inside, the eager couple began quickly disrobing
under the warm glow of the bedside lamp.
Jolyne was so used to her mother bringing men home that she hardly paid
any attention to the sound of their fucking that came through the thin
wall separating their rooms. The youngster usually slept right through
it, but being in an extremely horny mood after the weekend with her
father, she decided to slip out into the darkness of the hall and watch
the couple.
Tiptoeing down by her mother’s partially open door, she peeked in and
saw the naked couple standing in the center of the room.
“Shit, you’re beautiful,” she heard Sam whisper to her mother as she
stood facing him under the soft glow of the light.
“And so is your nice hard cock,” giggled Anne, tenderly stroking the big
thick prick that was thrusting up from between his muscular legs.
Without saying another word, Sam roughly grabbed Jolyne’s mother and
pulled her down on the bed with him. Putting her arms around him, Anne
began writhing her hot wet pussy against his naked body. She could feel
his thick fat prick burning against her tummy as he pulled her even
closer.
“Oh, Sam,” she whispered “I’m so horny for this big hard cock of yours.”
Lying beside him on the bed, Anne moved her head down and rested her
face on his stomach, her nose nestled in the thick pubic hair just above
the base of his throbbing shaft. Tenderly taking his hard boner in her
hand, she began teasing the foreskin up and down over his
super-sensitive cockhead.
“D-ya like that?” she whispered, feeling the man’s body quivering with
ecstasy.
Still expertly stroking her new lover’s prick, she rubbed his big meaty
cock against her cheek. The man was panting with lust as the horny slut
slowly and expertly teased his magnificent shaft of hard male meat.
His body gave a wild lurch when her tongue snaked out, flicking lightly
against his cockhead. Anne continued this erotic teasing for several
moments, darting her tongue around his cock like the fluttering wings of
a hundred butterflies.
“Jesus Christ!” he gasped when she suddenly opened her mouth and
enveloped his entire cockhead with her soft, sucking lips. “That’s
fantastic!”
“I know,” she slurped, momentarily removing his delicious big knob from
her mouth. “I just love sucking sweet big cocks.”
Sam had always enjoyed a good blow-job, and the feel of her lips around
his prick was driving him wild.
“Jesus!” he gasped. “That sure feels good.”
“Just hang on,” she giggled. “I’m the world’s best cock- sucker when I’m
in the mood, and, baby, I’m sure in the mood tonight.”
From the way the man’s cock was jerking, Anne could tell that he was
almost ready to shoot his wad, but she wanted to postpone it so she
could perform a lot of other naughty things on him.
Removing his cockhead from her mouth, Anne decided to give his throbbing
shaft a hot juicy spit bath. She ran her slobbering mouth up and down
the length of his lurching dong, teasing and licking every inch of it.
When his shaft was completely saturated with her saliva, she lowered her
mouth and began hungrily licking his balls.
The texture of the hairy crinkly skin around his nut-sac felt extremely
erotic against her tongue and lips. Sucking gently, the dark-haired
beauty took his balls into her mouth, one at a time. The man was
lurching violently as she sucked and swirled his nuts around in her hot,
wet mouth. Licking far beneath his balls, she began teasing her tongue
around his sensitive asshole.
“My God!” he roared when he felt her tongue tickling his quivering
shitter.
“D’ya like that?” she giggled as her tongue moved wetly around the right
ring of his rectum.
“Fuck, yes!” he panted, thoroughly enjoying what the beautiful woman was
doing to him. Knowing that she’d temporarily postponed his climax, Anne
raised her head and once more sucked his magnificent cockhead into her
mouth. Starting slowly, she began pumping her ovaled lips up and down
over his thick, hard dick.
“Oh, my God!” he sobbed, digging his fingers into the sheet.
Standing by the door in her nightie, Jolyne was getting more excited by
the moment. Having spent most of yesterday sucking off her father, she
could almost feel this man’s thick prick in her own mouth. Watching her
mother’s lips obscenely sucking on that beautiful big cock was making
the youngster’s hot little cunt leak with passion.
“Oh, sweet fuckin’ Jesus!” Sam sobbed as Jolyne watched her mother’s
mouth moving salaciously up and down over his prick.
Anne loved the feel and taste of any hard cock slithering across her
tongue, but she’d never enjoyed one more than Sam’s big tasty boner.
“Ooooooooh, God,” Sam moaned as Anne’s beautiful face began frantically
bobbing up and down, her lips sucking deeply with each upward stroke.
From the way Sam was tossing and jerking on the bed, Anne knew he was
about to shoot his load, and she was fully prepared for it when his cock
exploded a hot stream of cum into her waiting mouth.
“Oh, shit!” the man roared. “I’m coming, coming!”
The thick, rich jizz was gushing and squirting out of his cockhead in
what seemed to be a never-ending stream. No matter how fast the horny
slut sucked and swallowed, his cum was oozing out from between her
prick-squeezing lips and dribbling down over her chin. Anne didn’t
release his shaft from her mouth until Sam fell back exhausted on the
bed.
Watching the erotic scene, little Jolyne almost had a climax as she
watched the slippery string of delicious-looking jizz dripping from the
corners of her mother’s sperm-soaked lips.
“God, that was neat,” she heard the man sigh.
Jolyne was about to slip back to her room when she heard her mother say,
“Shit, baby, if you think that was neat, wait’ll we start fuckin.”
Hearing these words, the youngster decided to stay and watch them fuck.
She and her dad had been sucking on each other for years, but she’d
never seen a fuck.
“How can I fuck with a limp prick?” she heard the man ask.
“Don’t worry,” giggled her mother. “It won’t take me long to pump you up
again.”
The horny slut was glad that Sam had shot his first batch into her
mouth, because now he would be able to give her a good long fuck when he
got his next hard-on. Anne knew from experience that the second fuck was
always the longest and best.
As Jolyne watched her mother fondle and lick the man’s limp prick, it
became hard as steel again within ten or fifteen minutes.
“Sam,” whispered Anne, throwing herself back on the bed and lewdly
spreading her soft thighs. “Now just fuck me silly.”
“Oh, God,” he panted, heaving his big muscular frame over her soft naked
body.
With their tongues entwined in a hot deep kiss, Sam could feel Anne’s
fingers seeking his cock that was squeezed deliciously between their
bellies. A wild shudder rippled through his loins when her soft fingers
closed around his rigid cock.
“God, that’s a nice hard prick,” she whispered, sliding her body up and
nuzzling the sensitive head of his boner against the wet furry opening
of her slippery slit.
Moving slowly back and forth, Sam let the underside of his shaft rub
against the hot juicy wetness of her open furrow.
“Now, baby!’ she panted. “Put it in me, honey! Fuck me, darling, fuck
me!”
Still grasping his cock and unable to wait any longer, Anne stuffed his
hard prick up into her juicy hot cunt.
“Oooooooh, baby!” she panted, feeling the man’s big prick stretching the
tingling tissues of her passion-slickened fuckhole. “That feels so
shittin’ good!”
As an experienced cocksman, Sam began thrusting deeper and harder with
each plunge, every stroke more powerful than the last.
“Eeeeeeeaaaaahhhhh!” Anne squealed with joy.
Carried away by his burning lust, Sam suddenly lost control of himself
and his powerful cock was pounding into her with a fury, bouncing her
sweet ass all over the bed.
“That’s it, baby!” Anne squealed, clutching at the cheeks of his ass.
“Pound me with that big hard cock! Just fuck the shit out of me!”
“Okay, honey!” he panted. “If that’s what you want, I’ll fuck the shit
out of your hot little cunt!”
Watching, and listening to the wildly screwing couple on the bed, Jolyne
was becoming more aroused by the second. She had never seen or heard
anything so erotic in her life.
“Take this… and this… and this!” the half-crazed man was shouting as
he slammed his boner harder and deeper into her smoldering cunt.
“Oh, yes!” she screamed, grasping the cheeks of his ass and pulling him
even more violently into her. “Fuck me, baby, fuck!”
The feel of his super-hard prick slashing wildly into her fuck-tunnel
was driving the hot-assed slut crazy. This was one of the best fucks
she’d had in a long time.
“Oh, Sam!” she cried, screwing her cunt up tighter around the base of
his slashing shaft. “I love it! I love it!”
Grasping him securely around the shoulders, the raven-haired beauty
began throwing her hips up to meet every stroke of his cock. The open
lips of her frothy cunt were grasping and sucking around the base of his
thick shaft, trying desperately to get even more of it into her horny
cunt.
“Oh, Sam!” she panted, excitedly nibbling on his ear. “It’s so good,
honey! Oh, Christ, how I love your big cock!”
It seemed to the man that his dick was swelling bigger and bigger as it
slithered smoothly against the hot fleshy ridges of her squeezing cunt
walls. It felt as if his big blood-bloated knob would explode from the
exquisite ecstasy.
Whirling through this thundering storm of passion, Anne could feel her
hot cunt juices boiling all around his plunging shaft. Completely
fascinated by the obscene slurping sounds of his thick wet boner pumping
in and out of her slippery hole, she wrapped her arms and legs tighter
around him, writhing her clinging cuntlips around his magnificent prick.
Her big erect nipples were burning with excitement as they rubbed
against the bare flesh of his heaving chest.
“Oh, God!” she sobbed, feeling his throbbing dick pounding into her
slippery slit while his big lusty balls pounded against her squirming
ass.
Anne was completely consumed by the glorious feeling of his massive
prick plowing into the very depths of her sucking fuckhole. She could
feel his thick shaft pressing out against every tingling nerve of her
stretched cunt walls. The sex-crazed woman had enjoyed plenty of cocks
in her life, but none had ever satisfied her more than this one.
Watching them, Jolyne had unconsciously pulled up the hem of her nightie
and was wildly rubbing her little erect clitty. She’d never seen
anything that had ever aroused her as much as watching Sam’s
juice-slickened shaft fucking in and out between her mother’s slippery
pussylips. The rapture on both of their flushed faces seemed to excite
Jolyne even more. She tried to imagine how a prick would feel fucking in
and out of her own hot little cunt.
“Oh, God, Sam!” she heard her mother sob as she covered his lips with
her hot open mouth. “I’ve never been fucked like this in my life.”
The lusty person answered by driving his prick deeper and harder into
her lurching belly, building to an ecstasy that her cock-ravished cunt
could hardly stand.
“Harder!” Anne shouted, clutching at his asscheeks to pull him deeper
into her sex-crazed pussy. “Harder, baby, harder!”
Aware of nothing but the rapture that was flowing through her body, Anne
was unconsciously fingering his puckered asshole.
“Christ, baby!” she shrieked her probing finger accidentally pressing
against the tight rubbery ring of his shitter. “Don’t stop, baby! Don’t
ever stop!”
The man let out a lusty roar when the tip of Anne’s middle finger
inadvertently slipped into the tight opening of his asshole.
Lurching wildly, Sam drilled his huge boner deeper into the aroused
bitch’s cunt.
Wanting him to fuck even harder, Anne plunged the full length of her
middle finger up his ass.
Completely crazed by the embedded finger swirling against his prostate,
Sam was soon fucking her like a wild bull.
“Fuck, baby, fuck!” she screamed into his ear. “Don’t stop, baby! I’m
almost there! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
The insanely fucking slut was barely clinging to her senses as the
intense pleasure was rocketing her toward her inevitable climax. She
didn’t think she could stand much more of this unbelievable rapture as
every taut nerve in her body was virtually screaming from the delicious
agony.
“Oh, shit!” she shrieked, feeling his white-hot sperm gushing into her
cunt at the same moment her own lurching orgasm engulfed her. “I’m
coming, honey! I’m coming! Keep squirtin’, baby! I’m coming,
commmmiiiiinnnggg!”
When the writhing couple collapsed on the bed, Jolyne turned and fled up
the hall. She was shaking like a leaf when she entered the privacy of
her own room. The young girl’s mind was filled with wild visions of
Sam’s cock. She could clearly see it plunging in and out of her mother’s
hot sucking pussy.
Spreading out on her back in bed, Jolyne felt her cunt itching and
flowing as it never had before. Knowing she had to relieve herself, the
aroused youngster frantically pulled her nightie up to her chin and
plunged a finger into the slippery hotness of her dripping slit.
“Oh, Sam,” she whispered, visualizing his big hard cock as she began
thrusting her finger in and out of her steaming hot pussy. “Fuck me,
Sam, fuck me good!”
For the first time in her life, Jolyne was dying to be fucked. She
didn’t give a shit who the guy was, but she wanted to feel a hard prick
in her pussy.
“Yes, honey,” she panted, squeezing and twisting her hard nipples with
the fingers of her free hand while she continued masturbating with the
other. “Fuck me harder, honey! Give me that big hard prick!”
Completely crazed with lust, she spread her naked thighs wide apart,
pretending that a man was between them, wildly plunging his hard boner
in and out of her hot, sucking cunt. She visualized a handsome man above
her as he eagerly fucked his stiff prick into her writhing pussy.
“That’s it, honey!” she squealed, writhing her hot slippery slit around
her plunging finger. “Fuck me good, honey! I want a nice big cunt-full
of your cock juice! Oh, baby, how I love that big hard prick of yours!”
Squirming hysterically on the bed, she could vividly feel a cock
plunging in and out of her juice-slickened hole. She could clearly see
her cunt juices glistening on the full length of a slippery cock that
she could feel pounding into the depths of her fuckhole.
“Bite my tits!” she suddenly squealed, viciously pinching her own
tingling nipples. “Bite ’em, honey, bite ’em! Make me come, you
beautiful big fucker!”
God, how good it felt to be screwed by this imaginary cock. It felt so
big and hard, and she could hardly wait to feel the thick hot cum
gushing up into her gasping pussy.
“Fuck, baby, fuck!” she squealed, bringing herself closer and closer to
a bell-ringing orgasm. “Oh, baby, how I love that big cock!”
She suddenly realized how much she needed to be fucked. The youngster
didn’t give a shit who it would be as long as he had a hard cock.
“Oh, sweet fuckin’ Jesus!” she squealed as her hot cunt began climaxing
all around her deeply embedded finger. “Fuck it to me, honey! Fill me
with jizz!”

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Fantasy

The Slaves of Paine Ch. 1

This is a revision of Trixie – Chapter 1: Waiting with corrections made and a better title. In case you didn’t guess from my username, this is a furry based story. There will be humans and half furries in it as well but mainly furries. Half furries are like catgirls and such. Chapter 2 will be here soon.

Fantasy

Harry Potter – Dogged

Dogged
Ginny was alone. No-one else was at home in no. 12 Grimauld Place. Everyone had gone on a long trip to Finland, she was unsure why, but they had decided she was to young at 13 to go with them. She had hated the idea at first, but staying with Sirius wasn’t that bad, and she got most of the day to herself. This was just the way she liked it. Silently she got up from her book, and out of her slightly dusty bed. Completely naked, she headed to her door and pushed it open. This was one of Ginny’s favourite things. When she was on her own, she could walk around as innocently as she wanted. She turned, and started to descend the stairs. As she opened the door to the drawing room, (her favourite room to masturbate in) and sat daintily in the large, plush velvet armchair. Then she reached down behind the seat cushion and pulled out a short cylinder, rounded at one end. She had once been walking past the drawing room when she had heard the vibrations and had peeped in through the keyhole. To her shock, she had seen Hermione using the vibrator to bring herself to a screaming orgasm. Then she had watched carefully where she had left the vibrator and hurried away before she was caught.
“Castro!” she commanded, and it started to vibrate. The buzzing was surprisingly loud in the silent household. Then she lowered it and started to massage her cherry tits. When they where perky and erect, she moved the humming cylinder to her clit. Still being very much a virgin, she just rubbed her g-spot till it brought her to a screaming orgasm.
She collapsed into the chair, and tried to calm her legs, which felt like they had been jelly-legs jinxed at the force of her orgasm. She slowed down her breathing, and passed out…
…She awoke to the sound of a growl. She looked around, and spotted a large black mongrel by her feet. She let out a sigh of relief.
“Thank god it’s you Sirius” she sighed. “I was worried someone had got in”. The dog transformed as she spoke, becoming a tall man with scraggily black hair and a scar across his chest. He was also completely naked.
“Don’t worry, were not going to be invaded” he said. His voice was horse, and throaty, and had an air of menace “Which is more than can be said for you, Ginny my dear.”
“What do you mean?” Ginny asked, a hint of fear in her voice now.
“What I mean, BITCH,” Ginny shrank back “is that I haven’t taken a woman in over fifteen years, and you are in front of me with pussy juice running down your leg, and you expect me to just walk away! I don’t think so lass!” With a roar, he reached down, grabbed Ginny with both hands, and picked her up. He spun her so that her ass and pussy where pointing to him, and put her down in the chair. Then he tore open his trousers to reveal a throbbing cock, at least 10 inches long, and stated to rub it up and down her slit. He precum was getting smeared all over her untouched pussy lips, her asshole and her tingling clit. Ginny was horrified.
“But, I’m a v-v-virgin!” shouted through her sobs.
“All the better!” Sirius said with an evil grin, and shoved his cock deep into her waiting pussy. Ginny screamed, a high pitched scream witch turned into a moan. Sirius drew out his cock and rammed it home again. Ginny and Sirius both new that by now her hymen was well and truly torn, and Sirius began to thrust, faster and faster. Midway through the storm of pain and unwanted pleasure, Ginny noticed a change. The body pinning her down was becoming hairier, the pounding cock becoming wider, and she realised that Sirius’s fucking was causing him to change mid-fuck. Then she was being fucked by a massive black mongrel, and screaming all the louder. This was wrong! She thought, it’s against nature. And yet it was still happening, she was being doggy-fucked by a dog. Now he was changing again, becoming human once more. He stood, and she felt herself being lifted off the floor, skewered on his monster of a cock. She felt his hands and gravity pulling her down, pushing her down so far on his cock that she thought it might tear through into her chest. Then his hands were all over her, pulling on her small teenage breasts and pinching her nipples. He flung her back onto the chair, and then he was out of her pussy and spinning her over. She was at a loss, till the first gush of cum hit her in the face. This was followed by more and more jets, blasting her with fifteen years worth of stored up cum, a mix of human and dog. He forced her mouth open, and shot several spurts down her throat. She had no choice but to swallow, and by the end she was gagging on his salty cream, and her eyes were stuck shut. It was dripping off her all over the place, and she could even feel that at some point he had blasted some up her ass. She could feel streams of it pouring out of all her holes. Then Sirius picked her up, and carried her upstairs, into a room she hadn’t been in before. He sat her up against a wall and then walked out. Just before he closed her in, he called back
“No one is due here for at least another three or four months fire crotch. I get the feeling were going to have lots of fun” then the door clanged shut.
Depending on the feedback I get, I may or may not carry on this storyline. Please let me know what you think.

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