Fantasm

Titcage (Chapter 15)

Claire’s reluctant work at the woman-demeaning lobby group “Titcage” is transforming her life into that of a slut.

Getting my sister pregnant!

“See you tomorrow dude” Ryan said and I waved at him and got out of the car. Football practice was very hard because the coach decided to punish us for losing the game. I opened the door to my room and dropped my bag when I reached my room.
“Oh fuck” I groaned collapsing on the bed. All I wanted to do right now is close my eyes and go to sleep. After couple of minutes, I used all my will power to get up from the bed and made my way to the bathroom.
“Mmm” I moaned as the cool stream of water hit my face washing all the sweat from my body. I quickly washed my hair and then the rest of my body. I stepped out of the shower and dried my hair. I put my boxers on and was about to sleep on when I saw Mandy laying on her stomach. I grinned and went to her room.
“Hi Mandy!” I said cheerfully to my twin-sister. She frowned when she saw me and closed her book.
“Robbie, I have a math test to study for so could you please leave me alone?” She said. I smiled at her and stroked her beautiful blonde hair. She immediately smacked my hand and pushed me away.
“Mandy? Why are you so mean?” I grinned at her.
“Oh you know exactly why I am mean to you bastard!” She glared at me.
Mandy was my twin-sister who was older than me by two minutes. She has gorgeous blonde hair which came up to her mid shoulders and had amazing hazel eyes. She had C cup breasts which weren’t too big and weren’t too small, the perfect size on her flat stomach and slender waist. Her ass was big! She wasn’t fat by any means as a matter of fact she does cheer-leading and softball but all her fat seems to be in her ass, which was round and firm.
“Alright Mandy…guess I have to show those videos to mom after all!” I said making my way to my room. I grabbed my phone from my bed and started dialing random numbers.
“Stop!” She said running from her room to mine and grabbing the phone from my hands.
Couple of weeks ago, I caught Mandy giving a blowjob to a guy at the basketball game and recorded everything. My parents were very strict about her dating and if they ever found out that she was giving a blowjob to a guy at a basketball game like a whore, they would kill her. Fortunately that rule didn’t apply to me and I had a beautiful girlfriend, but I was the type of kid who always wanted what he can’t have. I showed her the video and threatened her that I will send this everyone including our parents if she didn’t do everything I asked her to do.
“You know exactly what I want baby” I said and pulled her up on the bed. I got on top of her and pressed my lips into her delicate lips. She smelled amazing and I couldn’t wait to pound her pussy.
“Robbie…this is incest! We are not supposed to do this please? I will do anything even your homework and all your chores…” She said but I cut her off by kissing her. She responded after a while and I pushed my tongue past her lips exploring her sweet mouth. I started rubbing my growing dick into her pussy and she was humping me back while moaning into my mouth. As much as this slut hated me, she was a sexually active. I broke the kiss and rolled off her.
“Suck my dick! As a matter of fact…beg for it!” I grinned and sat at the edge on the bed. She got on her knees on the floor and looked at me.
“And it better be very very believable,” I told her. “If anyone is listening to us, I want them to believe you are really begging. Right now!”
“Oh, oh, oh, Robbie, I – I – I……oh, Robbie, I….can I……Master, please let me suck your cock,” Mandy finally managed to get out.
“What was that?” I asked, watching her through the camera. I was recording everything through my phone.
“Robbie, please, let me suck your big huge lovely cock,” Mandy said.
“I don’t know,” I replied. “I’m not sure I’m in the mood,”
“Oh, Robbie, please. Please let me suck your huge cock it looks so nice and hard.” Mandy said, this time with some feeling in her voice.
“Do you really want to?” I asked asked.
“Oh, Robbie, yes, I really want to. I want to suck your cock it looks incredible I can’t wait to have it in my mouth. I want to taste your….” Mandy said before catching herself and stopping.
“Yes? You want to taste what?” I asked.
“Robbie, I want to taste your cum, I want to feel it explode into my mouth down my throat, I want to taste your salty, sticky fluid,” Mandy said in a small voice.
“You like cum, Slut?” I asked.
“Yes, Robbie I love cum,” Mandy replied, blushing.
“Then suck my dick until I cum in your mouth,” I told my sexy sister.
“Yes, Master,” Mandy said, sinking to her knees in front of me. She slowly pulled my boxers down and revealed my semi-hard dick which was about 7in long and thick. She expertly stroked my dick quickly bringing it to its magnificent 9in long. She had a disgusted look on her face as she started jacking me off. She leaned forward and tasted the silt of my dick with the tip of her tongue which sent me amazing sensations throughout my body. She then started swirling her tongue around the head of my cock licking up and down on my shaft and gently sucked on my balls. All I could do was close my eyes and let her do her magic on my cock.
“Oh Mandy! Yes baby suck my cock! Oh yes!” I moaned and stroked her hair and then held it behind her head so I could see her sexy face. She then locked her lips around the head and then easily took 6in of my cock, it was a beautiful view as her head bobbed up and down on my cock. She continued doing this and often stopped to swirl her tongue around the head and into the silt before going back down.
“Suck it! Take it all the way in” I moaned. She finally took me into her mouth until the head hit the entrance of her mouth. I was surprised she could take my whole cock into her mouth and groaned when she finally took it all the way in. Her nose was pressing into my pubic hair and I held her tightly. She instinctively gulped and I groaned, feeling her throat flex around my cock. Then she drew back until just the tip of her tongue was resting in the silt of my cock before sliding back down again, once more taking me into her throat.
I could feel the churning in my balls and knew I was close to cumming. It won’t be long before I would shoot my cum deep into her mouth but I wanted to take a picture of this. I grabbed my phone and switched to the camera mode.
“Keep sucking and open your mouth when I tell you” She kept on sucking and I got ready to blow my load “Open!”
She opened her mouth and my cock was resting on her tongue, the sight was so sexy that I exploded and took a picture with my phone. I didn’t even look at the picture and grabbed the back of her head and rammed my dick into her mouth. She gagged and this only made me hold on to her head tighter. She finally swallowed all of my cum and I let go of her head.
“Fuck you!” She spat and wiped her mouth. I grinned and laughed when I saw the picture which had amazing quality. I showed her the picture and she looked at me with hatred.
“Don’t ever swear at me” I said and slapped her face with my limp dick. She was close to tears now and I stopped “Poor baby…come here brother is going to make you feel good.”
I pulled her up on the bed and pressed my lips onto hers and tasted my own cum, unlike other guys, I don’t mind the taste of my own cum. She had a white tanktop and a skirt which came up to her mid-thighs. I lifted the tanktop off so she had her bra on to cover her breasts, I unclasped the bra and slowly moved it so I saw her pink nipples. Her nipples were already hard from my touch and she moved her head to the side.
“Come on stop acting like you don’t like it!” I said suddenly angry and moved her face so she could see my face. She made feel like a pathetic kid who was having sex for the first time.
“That’s cause I don’t like it!” She snapped back.
“Oh Yea? Oh Yea? Then how come your pussy is soaking wet right now?” I asked her.
“It is not!” She argued and I grinned back, which made her uncomfortable. I pulled her skirt down and then gently rubbed her pussy through her panties before pulling them down. Her bald pussy was glistening with her juices and I shoved two finger up her pussy which made her moan.
“Then what is this?” I brought my finger towards her and licked them tasting her sweet juices.
“Alright Mandy…how about a bet? If I can make you beg me to let you orgasm… then you agree that you like what I am doing to you and you should be more willing every time I ask you for sex…if I don’t then…I will never touch you…sounds fair?” I asked her and she hesitated. When she saw the smile on my face she nodded her head.
“Fine…and you have to give all those pictures and videos…ok?” I agreed to her and began my magic.
“You are going to love what I am going to make you do and then I am going to pound that sweet pussy of yours with my cock!”
Before she could say anything I started to taste her, licking up her juices and sliding my tongue into her pussy in an effort to coax more out. She stayed silent, but her body moved invitingly, following the rhythm of my tongue’s thrusts. And the further I slid my tongue into her pussy, the more her legs trembled.
“Mandy, I think you’re enjoying being eaten out by your immature baby brother,” I said. “Or maybe your pussy just recognizes a real man even if you don’t?”
“Fuck you,” she spat.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I smirked, going back to licking her pussy.
“Ohhhh Goddd…..” she cried, obviously overwhelmed with pleasure. “You fucking asshole! You don’t know how much I hate you! I am going to fucking kill you!”
I ignored her idle threats and continued to tongue fuck her pussy. Then I trailed my tongue up to her clit and rolled my tongue over it again and again relentlessly. When she started to whimper I flicked it with the tip of his tongue for a while then sucked it into my mouth. She started to groan and buck her hips against my face. I slipped a finger into her steaming pussy and felt it clench desperately around it.
“Mmm, you’re close aren’t you? Tell me you want to cum,” I prompted.
“Nooooooo,” she whimpered, her eyes full of tears.
“But you do want to cum, don’t you?” I continued, sliding in another finger. Her juices were gushing out of her hole as I pumped my fingers in and out of her. “After all, you love sex and I know you love to cum”
I was enjoying this so much, I was starting to think I might have to start touching myself. But I wanted to hold back. I’d get my pleasure inside her, and it would be so much sweeter after she broke down and said what I wanted to hear.
“Ooh! No! I don’t feel anything! Oh fuck!” she panted, trying to fight the feelings building inside her pussy.
I curled my fingers, pushing them into her g-spot. Her whole body arched and she let out a desperate groan.
“Yeah, that feels good, huh?” I said, continuing to stroke that spot. “Every time I touch this spot you lose your mind. And when I’m fucking you from behind, sometimes I just rub the head of my cock on this spot and you go wild.”
She cried out something unintelligible.
I went back to licking her, but laid off of her spot some, I didn’t want to push her over the edge. She started trying really hard to push her clit into my face, but I just moved my hands to her hips and held her down while my tongue traced circles around her clit. And when her body tensed up I knew she was about to cum so I backed off, trailing my tongue down to her entrance and lapping at it.
“Please? Please make me cum?” she gasped. “Please?”
I ignored her. She knew what she had to say if she wanted to get off.
I ran my fingers over her clit again and again then sucked her puffy little pussy lips into my mouth. I loved her pussy so much, it was the prettiest I’d ever seen, and it got so wet and gripped me so tight. My cock belonged in it. Why couldn’t she see that?
I dipped my tongue back inside her, sliding it against her walls and enjoying how she twitched uncontrollably. By now she had to be feeling like she would die if she didn’t cum.
“Robbie…Robbie? You win the fucking bet!,” she said, sounding defeated..
I positioned my cock against her soaking wet pussy and grinned at her. She looked at me confused.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“Well, you wanted to cum, and you earned it, so really it’s best if I just fuck you,” I said, enjoying the outraged look on her face.
“But I don’t wanna fuck you!” she cried, fighting the restraints to no avail.
“The giant wet spot on the bed says you do,” I said
I loved the way her eyes went to his cock as soon as I started rubbing her pussy lips with my cock. It was really hard now and leaking precum. I stroked it a little and she watched with hungry eyes.
“I know you. I don’t know why you try to deny that you want this,” I said, moving between her legs and placing the head of my cock at her entrance.
She was breathing hard and looking down between her legs at my cock poised to fuck her. I pushed it all the way in with one thrust and she screamed and came. She was writhing beneath me, bucking her hips against mine as I started to pump her deep and hard, keeping her cumming.
“Oh God! Oh God!” she cried, as her pussy quivered around my cock. It felt amazing, like my cock was melting in her hot wet velvety walls.
“Say my name,” I demanded, grabbing her face and making her look at me. “Say it!”
“Robbie! God, don’t fucking stop, Robbie!” she cried. All sense of right and wrong and all manner of pride had been eradicated from her mind. There was only the pleasure, and she wanted it to continue.
I kissed her hard and kept fucking her until her orgasm had waned and my own was swiftly approaching. But I could tell she was still loving every second of the deep stroking her pussy was getting. I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked on it, grazing it with my teeth. Every time I did so her pussy would tighten around my cock. She wrapped her legs around my waist and humped back against me.
“Who’s fucking your pussy right now?” I asked her.
“You are, Robbie. Oh God, you are fucking my pussy so good!”
“Tell me what I wanna hear,” I panted in her ear.
“You fuck me so good! I love your cock so much! I love how you fuck me! love you! I love you!” she cried, and this time I almost could believe her.
I reached down between her legs and rubbed her clit. I was getting really close and wanted to bring her off with me. She looked incredible, writhing in her bonds beneath him, covered in a light sheen of sweet, her sexy mouth open and her tits bouncing with the force of mys thrusts. I could no longer hold back.
“I’m cumming!” I cried, and my orgasm exploded through her.
Stream after stream of cum spurted from my cock and deep into her pussy, each one sending toe-curling pleasure coursing through my body. She started to cum for the second time, letting out a loud cry and starting to shake as the sensation ran through her. She tossed her head back and squeezed her eyes shut as I kept pumping her. Finally she relaxed, going completely limp as the last few drops of cum were expelled from him deep into her pussy.
I rolled off of her and sighed, content.
“How was your day Robbie?” Tara asked as we all sat down for dinner. Tara was my mom about 33. She was hot. Mandy got all her beauty and looks from her and my friends often called her a MILF. She was a MILF, with C breasts slightly bigger than Mandy’s and flat stomach from working at gym. Her ass was the greatest piece of her body and I loved the way it bounces when she walks around the house with shorts.
“Robbie?” Tara asked again.
“Fine mom. The football practice was very hard though…mainly because the coach was pissed that we lost the game…the sad part is we lost the game because he didn’t put me in and he still doesn’t put me in…” I answered her. She smiled at me.
“Well if you would stop skipping so many practices…he might put you in” She said smiling.
“Are you kidding me? I led the team to state tournament twice and we got in first place twice!” She grinned at me and shook her head.
“All right Mr.All Star! How was your day Mandy?” She asked Mandy who was playing with her food.
“Fine” She grumbled not looking up. Mom gave me the “what’s wrong with her” look. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled to myself.
“You know sometimes…it surprises me that you two are twins…” Tara said and laughed “and you dad is late once again. He is late a lot these days….”
“You know what surprises me? What surprises me is that you give so much freedom to him and not me! How come he gets to have a girlfriend and I can’t have a boyfriend!” She snapped and glared at me.
“Mandy” My mom sighed “We talked about this…just wait one more year…then you are off to college and you can have a boyfriend…We don’t want you to get pregnant…we trust you but not the other boys…”
“Yeah whatever” She got up and put her bowls into the sink. She stormed up the stairs and we heard the door slam. My mom sighed and shook her head, my dad came home that exact moment and my mom took out her anger at him.
“Where were you?!?”
“I was at my office I had t-
“I am sure! I wonder what you were doing at your office”
“Tara…come on…what’s wrong? I was taking to my boss about my vacation with Mandy…”
“What vacation?” I blurted out.
“I am taking Mandy out for April Vacation tomorrow…we will be back next Friday…” My dad said.
“I can’t go! I have a football game!” I said
“We know…that is why I am staying home with you…your dad and Mandy take a vacation and…maybe next vacation we take a vacation…”
“Alright…I am tired…goodnight!” I said and put my plates in the sink and went upstairs to my room and collapsed.
“Robbie!” Gina squealed as she jumped to my arms. Gina was my girlfriend who I was going out with for couple of months. She was about 5’7 with brown hair and brown eyes. She had rather large breasts and a busty ass which gives you an instant boner. She had her cute cheerleading uniform which showed her curves perfectly.
“Hi cutie!” I greeted her and pressed my lips into hers. She opened her lips to let my tongue slip into her warm and moist mouth. She tasted like strawberries and her perfume was exotic. I inhaled her sweet perfume and place my hands on her hips.
“Get a room you two!” Jo pushed us. Gina giggled flushing red and she gently pushed her best-friend back. Jo was Gina’s best friend and they would do every thing together. She was really skinny with almost a flat chest. I ignored her intrusion and pushed Gina against the locker, crushing her large breasts. I looked deeply into her eyes and pressed my forehead against her.
“You are really beautiful” I told her
“You always say that to me” She blushed
“Well, that is because you always are” I smiled and hugged her. She hugged me back and we walked to our next class with my arm around her.
“What are you doing this half-day?” She asked me. I wanted to spend time with Mandy, and when I mean spend time, I mean fuck her pussy. This would probably make Gina mad so I asked her what she was doing.
“Well I really want to spend time with you but I promised my mom that I will there when my cousin comes to visit us…so sorry baby” She said giving me her puppy dog eyes, hoping I would forgive her. I pretended to be mad but inside I was laughing, I wanted to fuck Mandy nice and hard before she goes on the vacation. “Sorry Sorry?”
“It’s alright…” I told her and kissed her good-bye, when we reached her class.
The rest of the day was really good mainly because we played a prank on our teacher. We hid all her markers and drew inappropriate pictures on the board. My friend Ryan brought a dead frog and put them between her books and some in her bag. I wasn’t involved in all of this but it was very funny to watch our teacher scream with fear when she saw the frog. She wanted to send us all to the office but the bell ran and we all ran outside. I grabbed my bag from my locked and kissed before running out the school. I waited in my car for Mandy and I couldn’t stop laughing.
“Hi Mandy!” I said as Mandy opened the door and got in. She didn’t say anything and put her seatbelt on. I didn’t push her and started driving home.
“What did you guys do to Ms.Hills? She was crying at the office” She asked me and I started laughing and told her the story. Lot of students from out school hated her and Mandy hated her the most. She smiled when I finished the story and then laughed.
“So I heard you are going to spend time with dad…I want to give you a good-bye present…” I told her as I parked the car. She stopped smiling and stormed up the stairs. I threw my bag on the couch and followed after her. Before she could close the door, I stopped her and pushed her in. “Are you as eager as I am?”
“Robbie…why do like doing this? This is gross, it is disgusting! Please stop!” I ignored her and pushed her on the bed.
“Cause I love your pussy. It is so tight, hot, and wet…my dick feels right at home…Don’t you like it?” I whispered in her ear. I started squeezing her breasts through her shirt and she lightly moaned. I helped her take off her shirt and then I took off mine. I leaned forward and moaned as our lips locked in a warm embrace. Her hands were to the side gripping the sheets and I placed them on my back. She didn’t do anything but as we kissed longer, she started running her hands through my hair.
“You are a whore aren’t you? You hate the fact that I am doing this but your pussy loves it…” I whispered in her ear and I started sucking on her earlobe. Her soft hair was on my face and I like the smell of it, she smelled somewhat fruity. Her lips were so soft, it seemed like they just melted as we kissed. My erection was struggling against my pants and she reached down and pulled my jeans down.
“Mmmm” I moaned as she rubbed my dick through my boxers. She then pushed me away and I expected her to go down and suck my dick.
“I am sorry Robbie but I can’t do this! Please?” She tried to beg but I ignored her as usual and pulled her skirt down to reveal her pink panties which were soaking wet. I took them off and showed them to her and she gave me a disgusted look.
“You want this…I know you want this…you loved it when I fuck you nice and hard don’t you?” I asked her rubbing my dick against her pussy lips. She bit her lower lip and shook her head. I slid my cock up and down on her lips, she was pressing down on me so her clit would rub against the head. I grinned at her and gently started massaging her perfect breasts. She moaned as I pulled her hard nipples with my thumb and forefinger.
“Oh gawd!” She moaned as I pushed the head of my dick into her steamy pussy. I pulled back and rubbed against her lips once again before pushing my head back into her pussy. She was withering beneath me and tried to force my dick into her but I stopped her. I leaned down and took her nipple into my mouth and flicked it and tenderly bit.
“Want me to fuck you?” I asked her and she nodded her head. I slipped my hands underneath her body and held her tightly against my body and slammed my dick into her pussy. She groaned and arched her back as my big dick spread her pussy. I didn’t wait for her and kept on fucking her as hard as I could. Her nipples were running on my chest and her nails were digging into my back.
“I am cumming! Oh my god I am going to cum!” She moaned and I increased my speed, my balls were slapping against her ass and sweat trickling down her beautiful face.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!” She screamed as her warm liquid flowed around my cock. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” She moaned and threw her head back. I groaned in response and kissed her hard, she responded by ramming her tongue down my throat. I moaned in response.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!?!” I looked over to see my dad standing in the doorway. He was beyond angry and his arms were crossed across his chest, I didn’t know how long he stood there but for the first time I saw him that angry. My dick was quickly shrinking and I got off Mandy and pulled my panties up. Mandy looked just as scared as me if not even more.
“Dad…what are you doing here?” I stammered and immediately regretted what I said.
“Excuse me? This is my fucking house! The question is what the hell are you doing in your sisters room fucking her living shit out of her? She is your goddamn sister!” He nearly screamed. “That is it! You are not staying here for one bit…You going to a boarding school in Australia with your Aunt and Mandy so are you but you are staying with us.”
“Listen dad…let me explain to you” I said and hushed him outside the room. He had a serious erection looking at Mandy and I got an idea.
“Oh no! You are not explaining anything to me-
“Dad? How many time do you fuck mom in a week? Once?” I asked him and the question threw him by surprise. He was really mad now and that was just what I wanted. “I remember when I was a kid…I used to hear lot of noises from your room…I didn’t know back then what you guys were doing but now I do…you were having sex…and lots of sex.”
“What the fuck are you trying to say?”
“Simple…you are not having anymore sex…How old are you 38?” I asked him and he nodded his head slowly “You are not old and you should still be having lots of sex…and mom is in amazing shape…why don’t you fuck her?”
“That is none of your busin-
“Because her pussy is loose after giving birth to two children…now imagine fucking a young, fresh, tight pussy…like Mandy…just ramming you dick into her pussy…anytime you want…she gives you a blowjob….” I told him and glanced at his pants, which were hard. He shifted around uncomfortably.
“But she is my daughter…we are not suppose to be doing these kind of things…its incest!” He said but I could tell the idea was working it’s way down his brain.
“Who will know? I fuck her and nobody found out until you barged in…when mom is not home…and when you are going to take her to vacation..she is all yours…what do you say? Why don’t you fuck her just once and see if you like it” I asked him and he nodded his head.
“Nobody can know…NOBODY!” He said and his eyes were full of lust. We both went back to the room and Mandy was still on the bed naked. She was confused when she saw both of us.
“Hi Mandy…guess what? Dad wants to join us!” I told her and the look on her face was priceless. She seemed defeated but dad didn’t see her face. His eyes were focused on her young body. He got on the bed and roughly grabbed her breasts and pulled on her nipples. He quickly pulled his pants down and then his boxers. His dick was just as big and thick as mine.
“AHHHHH!” Mandy screamed as he slammed his dick into her pussy. I sat on the bed and stroked my dick back into life. My dad wasn’t fat but he was definitely out of shape and there was fat on his stomach. He grabbed Mandy’s breasts roughly as he ripped her pussy open, I let him have his fun because I knew he wasn’t going to last.
“Holy Fuck! So fucking tight! I am going to cum!” He groaned as he slammed into her pussy and collapsed on her. He slowly got up and slapped me on the back.
“Heheh…Yeah…you are right…thanks Mandy and Robbie…Mandy get ready we got to leave soon…” He said as he put his pants back on.
“Dad? We got to get her on a pill…I came in her yesterday…don’t worry she won’t be pregnant but if we keep doing this she will.” I said and got on the bed next to Mandy “And can you give us 15 min?”
“Sure…Yeah don’t worry I can’t get her pregnant but I will make sure she is on a pill” He said and closed the door. Just before he did, he winked at me. Mandy was on her side and she was really close to crying. I really wanted to fuck her but knew that would push her over the edge.
“Get ready Mandy and don’t tell mom about this…dad will get in deep trouble and our family would be split apart…you are holding us together…think out it as that way” I closed the door and left.
“Hey Robbie, how are you?” My mom opened the door and greeted me. She had her gym uniform on, which was a white shirt with Planet Fitness written in black and black shorts which comes to her mid thighs.
“I am fine mom…how are you doing? You seem tired” My mom was hot! I never actually looked at my mom but then again I never actually looked at my sister like that either. I would never even dare to make a move against my mom but after this afternoon, I felt like I could do anything.
“Yeah…I am a little bit tired…” She said taking a long drink from her Poland Spring water bottle.
“Do you want me to give you a massage? It will help relax your muscles…” I offered.
“That would be great Robbie…let me take a shower, I am all sweaty” She went upstairs to her room and after a while I followed her upstairs and got ready. I got some baby oil and laid a sheet on the bed. My mom came back after 10 min with a loose shirt and skirt.
“Thank you so much Robbie!” She said and laid on her stomach and took off her shirt. Her breasts were pressed into the bed and I could see the outline. They weren’t saggy at all and were nice and firm. Just watching her half-naked was turning me on drastically.
“Alright mom…just relax” I outlined her shoulder blade with my fingers and she sighed. I gently started massaging her shoulders and gradually increased pressure. I placed one hand on top of the other and circled my palms around the shoulder blade. I did the same for the other side and slid my palms across the area as if I was erasing a pencil mark. I then straddled her ass and placed both of my hands at her lower back with my fingers pointing upwards and slid forward with some of my weight in one long stroke.
“Mmm” She moaned. I placed each of my hand on her lower ribs and slid forward. I moved back when I hit her firm breasts and repeated this motion, she didn’t object to this. I smiled and slid completely forward rubbing her nipple until I reached her armpits. Her nipples hardened from my touch and my dick was about to explode.
I pulled her skirt down to her ankles and looked at her firm ass. I used some more baby oil and rubbed her ass in circular motions. I squeezed her ass and gently parted her asscheeks. I desperately wanted to turn her over and fuck her pussy but I controlled myself. I quickly massaged her ass and then her long and slender legs.
“All done mom” I slapped her ass playfully and she squealed. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and she seemed surprised but didn’t say anything. After all, I was the one who usually complains when she kisses my cheek.
“Thank you so much Robbie” She said and went back to sleep.
I went to my room and jacked off till I shot my cum all over my stomach. The next day, I did the same thing but decided to take it a step ahead. I asked her to turn around and lightly pressured her when she hesitated. I finally grabbed her firm breasts in my hands and spread her puffy lips. I kissed her on the lips a little longer than I was suppose to. The day after that, I felt every single part of her body and made her hot and horny. I felt the room for some time and went to my room and pretended to sleep. After a while, I went back to her room. The room was dark but by the moonlight I was able to see her laying naked on top of her bed, her eyes closed, and her middle finger buried in her closely trimmed pussy, frigging herself softly.
I crept next to her left side,unnoticed, my mother deep into her self-stimulation. She was softly fingering her clit, moaning, her hips gyrating, her breasts jiggling. I grew hard as a rock at this mouth-watering sight.
She moaned: “Ooooohhhh,Robbie” and that was all I could take. I reached out and began to gently squeeze her yielding yet firm tits, rubbing my forefingers on her already hardened nipples. She opened her eyes and they grew wide with shock seeing me there and what I was doing to her. She knocked my hands from her breasts and crossed her arms across her chest, blurting.
“What do you think you’re DOING, Robbie?! I’m your MOTHER, for Christ’s Sake!!”
“Come on mom…I know you want this…I need you and you need me too” I reached my left hand down and rubbed her clit with my forefinger up and down several times. Her hips bucked reflexively, and she covered her pussy with one hand and her breasts in another. She probably forgot that I already seen her naked.
“This is INCEST!” However, she then looked down for the first time at my erect penis, and when she looked back up I could see she was excited as she gazed at me with wide eyes.
I smiled and put my right knee on her pillow, my hard cock quivering inches from her face. I said soothingly: “C’mon mom, look what I have for you here. I know you want to touch it”
“No…if anyone found out they will think I seduced my young son”
“It’s OK, mom, I’m not a little boy anymore. I’m a MAN with a hard cock for you. I’ve had sex before, I know what I’m doing. You’ll like it, I promise. Besides, I know you’re horny as hell right now”. I rubbed her stomach, which quivered at my touch.
She looked back up at my eyes, then down to my cock, then again to my eyes. She repeated this several times, barely breathing. Then she licked her lips and tentatively reached out her hand for my cock, only to pull it back again. Her inner battle raged within her. After several more starts and stops, she finally wrapped her left hand gingerly around my shaft, softly fingering my mushroom head with her thumb and forefinger. Then she gently began to stroke me, staring with lust at my cock and panting with desire. Her grip grew firmer, and she began to increase the tempo of her hand-job. Finally she whispered “FUCK IT!” and lifted her head up to wrap her lips around my cockhead. She sucked and licked it softly at first, then evidently lost all inhibitions and began to ravish my cock with her mouth. I began to softly squeeze her right breast and rub her hard nipple as my mother moaned with lust, her tit quivering at my touch.
After a couple of minutes, my mother pulled her mouth off my cock and ordered: “Get up here, Robbie, and lie down!” I complied and she knelt over me, getting down to serious business sucking my cock as only a woman of her experience could. She fondled my engorged balls with one hand while she stroked my shaft with the other, her mouth alternating between licking my glans and bobbing the mushroom head with tight lips. Then she began to suck my cock deeper into her mouth than any girl ever had before. She interrupted her feast briefly to pant “My GOD, what a MAN you’ve grown into! Your cock is every bit as big as your DAD’S, maybe BIGGER!” She sucked some more, stopping again to ask: “Do you like Mommy sucking your DICK, son? Does it feel GOOD?” I grunted my approval, cupping and squeezing a breast as she knelt over me. She lowered her head again to continue her excellent blow job.
The sight of my own sexy mother sucking my cock was so erotic I knew I couldn’t hold out long. Soon my tension built and I began to feel my orgasm approaching. I began bucking my hips upward to meet her descending mouth and yelled “I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMMINNNGGG!!!” My mother groaned and didn’t take her mouth of me for a second. She continued to suck and gave my testicles a gentle squeeze as my groin clenched, my balls tightened, and the sperm raced up my shaft to plaster my mother’s tonsils in burst after burst. She grunted and swallowed it down, not spilling a drop. She continued to softly lick and suck my cock until it began to grow soft, then laid back on her pillow with her hands behind her head, smiling salaciously.
I crawled on top of her and whispered: “Thanks, Mom” and began to kiss and suck her neck, which made her moan.Then I slid down a little and pushed her big tits together, squeezing them as I circled her large areolas with the tip of my tongue and sucked her hard, excited nipples. Her breasts were not quite as firm as my sister’s, but they were a little larger, making up for it. My mother groaned: “THAT”S IT, ROBBIE, SUCK MY TITS! SUCK THEM LIKE WHEN YOU WERE A BABY!!!” I continued to feast on my mother’s magnificent tits for several minutes more while she writhed beneath me, cradling my head with her hands.
I lifted my head and said: “Here’s something I DIDN’T do when I was a baby” and slid down further. She spread her legs compliantly and I parted her vagina lips with my fingers to make her engorged clitoris stand out more prominently. I began to gently lick it up and down and circle it with my tongue, slowly at first, then faster and faster. I alternated between licking her clit, sucking it, and plunging my tongue deep into her pussy. Her hips gyrated and bucked under me, and she began to moan loudly in ecstasy. She gasped: “Oh my GOD! A big cock and you know how to eat pussy, TOO! OHHHHHH…you’re driving me WILD!!!”
As her passion grew, I grasped my mother’s firm round ass and began to squeeze it as I flicked my tongue up and down on her clit as fast as I could. Her moans intensified to screams as she bucked wildly in my grip. Finally she threw her head back, raised her hips, and began to scream “I’M CUMMINNNNGGG!!! OH GOD, I’M CUMMING SO HARRDDDD!!!!” and her entire body began to shudder. She gripped my head in the throes of orgasm, her pussy pulsating and grasping at my tongue. I continued to lick her until her shuddering subsided and she lowered her hips to the bed, breathing hard and groaning with pleasure.
I crawled up between my mother’s legs and rubbed my once again hard cock on her clit, then placed it at the entrance to her still quivering cunt, rubbing it up and down just inside her wet pussy lips. I asked her: “Do you want me to stick it in, Mom, do you want me to FUCK you?”
She groaned lustfully: “Yesssss, baby, put it innnnn…. FUCK your Mommy!!” I grinned and pushed my cock into my mother’s deliciously slick pussy until I was balls deep in her, her groaning intensifying. She was not as tight as my sister, but her cunt still gripped me snugly. The liquid warmth of her love canal felt exquisite on my throbbing cock. She moaned with desire: “OH my GOD, that’s what I’ve been MISSING…FUCK ME, SON! FUCK ME!”
I pulled back and pushed into her again, sawing my cock in and out of my mother’s sweet pussy, faster and faster. She wrapped her arms around my back and locked her ankles behind my ass, pulling me into her. My mother was a lively fuck, lifting her hips up to meet each downward thrust I made, clenching her pussy on my cock as I pulled back for the next lunge. Her beautiful breasts bounced up and down with the rhythm of our fucking.
My mother moaned in ecstasy: “Oh my LORD, Robbie….you fill me UP!!! What a big juicy cock you haaaaave!!! You’re making your Mommy feel so gooooooodddd!!!” I bent down and french kissed her passionately, our tongues pushing and circling each other as I continued to slam my cock into her grasping cunt, my balls slapping her ass with each lunge I made. I alternated between kissing her and sucking her tits as my cock plunged the depths of her pulsating pussy.
We continued fucking with a burning passion, our moans intensifying into screams of pleasure. Finally my mother began to gasp: “OHHHH!!! I’M ALMOST THEEEERE!!! FUCK ME FASTER, ROBBIE!!! MAKE YOUR MOMMY CUM AGAAAIIINNNN!!!!” She had a death grip on my shoulders and her hips began to buck like a wild bronco as she reached the verge of climax.
The excitement of fucking my own mother to orgasm finally pushed me over the edge, and I felt the cum building up in my balls, preparing to ejaculate. I yelled: “I’M GOING TO CUMMM!!!! CAN I CUM INSIDE YOU, MOMMMMM?!?!”
She screamed: “YES!! CUM INSIDE ME, SON!!!!!! I WANT TO FEEL YOUR HOT CUM IN MY PUSSY!!!!” That was all it took, and I clenched up as my balls released their load, the sperm racing to my cockhead to shoot deep into my mother’s womb in a series of spurts, flooding it. Her cunt fluttered and grasped my cock rhythmically in the midst of my mother’s own orgasm, milking my cock for every last drop of my cum. We both screamed incoherently in ecstatic climax, our bodies shuddering. Waves of extreme pleasure washed over both of us at the pinnacle of our incestuous coupling.
Finally our orgasms subsided, and I collapsed in exhaustion on my mother, my cock still buried in her cunt. She cradled me and kissed the side of my head and neck as we regained our breath. Eventually I grew soft inside her, and I rolled off her, my cum dribbling from her pussy onto the sheet below. I laid on my side next to her. We both smiled and I kissed her softly as I stroked her stomach and softly rubbed her breasts.
“That was great, Mom, you’re an AWESOME fuck” I murmured in her ear.
“Yes, it was, son. That’s just what I needed” she murmured back. But then she frowned slightly, continuing: “it felt good, but it was SO wrong. We’re Mother and Son, we can’t be lovers. This is incest. We both lost our minds there for a while, but it was a mistake, and we can’t do it again…even though your dad can’t fuck as good as you did now…he is my husband and I love him very much”
“Mom…I understand…but let’s keep this a secret…our secret…he doesn’t need to know” I had no plans of ruining their marriage.
She looked at me doubtfully, so I reached down and softly began to rub her pussy lips. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, moaning softly, and slowly gyrated her hips. Then she opened her eyes and smiled wickedly at me, purring: “Well, OK, but just for tonight. Let’s get it all out of our system so we can go back to normal tomorrow” She reached down and began to stroke my cock softly back to life, gazing intently into my eyes with that wicked smile so reminiscent of my sister’s.
We fucked all night long in every position I knew. We did it doggy-style while I grabbed her ass and rammed her deep. She got on top and rode me while I reached up and mauled and sucked her tits, alternately grabbing and squeezing her exquisite ass as it plunged down, impaling her pussy on my cock. She rode me reverse cowgirl style and laid back so I could rub her clit with one hand and rub a nipple with the other while I lunged my cock up into her cunt. I tit-fucked her as she lay on her back, squeezing her large breasts around my cock to give it a tight, fleshy channel to fuck, and sucking the head of my cock into her mouth each time it emerged. We lay on our sides with me behind her, lifting one of her legs while I sawed my cock back and forth into her cunt, reaching around and grasping a breast with my free hand. We screwed missionary style again, this time with her legs up on my shoulders so her pussy felt even tighter and my cock rubbed her clit as I plowed it into her repeatedly. I laid her on her back with her ass on the side of the bed and lifted her legs in a V, myself standing on the floor and pounding my throbbing cock into her cunt brutally. She had her arms crossed beneath her breasts, and they bounced enticingly with each ram of my cock into my mother’s vagina. I reached down and gripped her tits as I blew my load deep into my mother, her legs wrapped behind my back. I even got her to agree to anal sex, which was delicious, her sphincter gripping my cock like a vise as I blew a load deep into her ass, which squirmed with this unusual pleasure. We fucked until dawn, enjoying countless orgasms, until we were both too exhausted to go on.
Dad and Mandy came back the next night and while Dad had a huge smile on his face, Mandy was extremely sad. She just went to her bed and laid down. I knew I should talk to her and slowly went to her room and closed the door. She was crying and I put my arm around her.
“What’s wrong baby?” I asked her
“What’s wrong! What’s wrong!?! I am fucking pregnant because of you!” She cried pushing me away. “I hate you so much! Leave me alone…god I feel like killing myself!”
“Shhh It’s okay…Everything is going to be fine” I soothed her. She cried against my chest while pounding her hand on my stomach. I let her punch me, I deserved to be punished. I pushed her over the edge, called her names, broke her and blackmailed her.
“You know…maybe if you did all those things to me out of love…it would be so much better…but no you need everything, have to trick everyone…” She sobbed. Ever since I was a kid, I always got things my way. I tricked her, my mom, my dad, and my friends to get what I wanted. I could have got all those thing without tricking them. I felt like shit now.
“I am so sorry Mandy! I am so sorry please forgive me! I treated you like shit…I do love you” I told her and hugged her tightly. I rarely cry and today I cried. “I love you so much!”
She didn’t say anything and I rubbed her back. I kissed her forehead and wiped the tears out of her face and looked deeply into her eyes. I held her tightly as we fell asleep.
The next morning, I was the first one to wake up. When I looked at Mandy and her angel-like face, I fell in love with her. She was so beautiful, both on the inside and outside that I felt really bad for what I did. I kissed her forehead and she woke up.
“I love you” I whispered to her. She just smiled but didn’t say anything. It was alright, she will grow to love me. “We need to tell our parents that you are pregnant…”
“Who are you going to blame?” She asked. I ignored her question and helped her up. I took her hand and led her downstairs, where both my parents were eating breakfast.
“Hi Robbie and Hi Mandy” Mom greeted us and Dad smiled at us.
“Mom…Dad…I have to tell you guys something…Mandy is pregnant” I let that sink and my mom immediately started yelling at her and saying how irresponsible she was. “Mom! It was me who got her pregnant…yes it was me…I know what I did was terrible…and I deserved to be punished but don’t blame Mandy for any of this…it isn’t her fault.”
Nobody said anything; Dad couldn’t say anything because he fucked Mandy. Mom couldn’t say anything because she fucked me. Mandy was looking at me strangely as if I was a different person. We all sat down in the living room and nobody said anything.
“Robbie and Mandy…you guys can’t stay here anymore…you have to go to Australia and live with your aunt…” Dad said. Mom thought about it for a while and nodded her head “That’s right…no one can find out about this and it is best if you guys start a new life”
The whole week we got all our credits, report card, and recommendation and packed out stuff to go to Australia. I kissed my girlfriend for the last time and let her cry on my shoulder and said good-bye to my friends. The plane ride was long but the whole time; I put my arm around Mandy and hugged her tightly. I promised her that I would take care of her and the baby no matter what.
“I love you Mandy” I kissed her
“I love you too Robbie” She said. We got all our baggage and went through the security check. After we went through the security, we went outside and called our aunt, who we met for the first time.
“Hi I am Janice…your aunt” Janice said. She was 5’8 with the perfect curves; I have ever laid my eyes upon. Her breasts were huge and her flat stomach made them look bigger. Her face was the face of a goddess and her lips were begging to be kissed.
“Hi I am Robbie and this is my sister Mandy” I spoke up. She hugged me tightly pressing her breasts against mine and her lips grazed my cheeks. She then briefly hugged Mandy and I watched her breasts. She caught my eye and gave me a look which sent chills down my back.
There was no way I am going to cheat on Mandy but dealing with Janice was going to be hard!
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Lilith’s Dawn – Ch. 1: ‘Your Royal Highness’

Hey, this is my first attempt to write a sexual story. It contains a lot of fantasy stuff and has scenes that are a little harder… but I hope some of you will like it. I would love to continue it, if it gets read. It is about a vampire duchess (in a world were vampires are really powerful and rule over other species) who is the stereotype of a young, defiant girl, has a very distinct sex life and now… I think I already said enough 😉 Have fun reading!

How to train your fratboy: Ch1

Wherein Brad, the philanderous chapter president of the Sigma-Nu Fraternity is captured and mercilessly broken by the sisters of Zeta House. Follow him on his journey from Alpha-male misogynist frat-boy to cunt-worshiping fuckslave of the Zeta Sorority Sisterhood.

The Society – Party Crashers

Twin sisters in rural England crash the wrong party with very interesting, life-changing effects. “The Society” stories are not a sequential series of stories but rather a collection of separate stories that are all set in the world inhabited by members of The Society. Each story or series stands on its own although they do rely somewhat on the history and traditions of The Society. You need not have read the other stories of this collection to understand this story.

Owned: Part Two

The Master had demanded that she make herself cum 8 times in the four hours that he would be gone. This was probably very hilarious to him knowing that there was no clock in the room or any way to tell time. Lita, noting this, was immensely paranoid that he would come back before she knew 4 hours was passed and hadn’t masturbated enough.
The pressure in her pussy and ass was overwhelming. Her ass, just having been deflowered the night before, was still extremely sore even before he stuffed the conical toy inside. Now the thick base of the cone was straining against the taut rim of her asshole. Her pussy, more adjusted and flexible, was sporadically spasming around the huge toy that shoved deep inside.
She didn’t want to be punished so not long after he left she moved her down her stomach an onto her clit, already swelling, and began rubbing in a circular motion. Immediately she began to grow wet and the pressure and pain melted together into an enjoyable sensation that was frantically rising. She tried not to look at the camera, being embarrassed that she was playing with herself. But she had to…
She could feel liquid leaking out of her pussy and bubbling out of the seams in the tape and she started rubbing more quickly. Lost in the moment and forgetting the camera, she started bucking her hips and lifting her knees into the air. She felt the intense sensation rise and then finally climax and she moaned in ecstasy. As usual she started squirting when she came, the tape obstructing the normal flow and causing it to be more pressurized. The liquid sprayed out of whatever hole it could find as she whimpered in satisfaction.
And then almost immediately she felt ashamed and guilty. She glanced at the camera and knew he would watch this later and taunt her for it. She sighed knowing there was no help for it…it was either this or take whatever crazy punishment he would dish out. The cum on her thighs and trapped in the wet tape began to grow uncomfortably cold and the tape began to itch. She laid there daydreaming of her escape for a moment and suddenly she snapped back into reality.
How long had I been daydreaming?! Was it a couple minutes or closer to an hour? She grew worried and tried touching herself again, it took awhile and some will power but she got aroused again.
A couple hours later she had managed to cum 8 times, and she squirted 5 of those times. Leaving a puddle on the table and making the tape feel all slimy. She lay there half relieved, and hoping that she counted correctly and hadn’t missed a time. Then the door slammed open and she quickly turned her head to see the Master with his dogs at his heels.
“Well, well, well. It looks like someone’s been having fun! I didn’t know you could enjoy yourself so much without me?” He was laughing, ” You’re just rolling around in your own cum puddle…God, you love being a filthy little whore.”
Lita just stared up at him blandly, trying not to cry or blush. She was tired of constantly crying.
“What a mess!” He said as he started stripping the wet tape off of her. The anal toy immediately shot out of her ass as it was still incredibly tight, but the one in her pussy remained. It had been inside so long, and her soaking pussy so expanded due to it’s presence that it just remained lodged in. Lita, who had always taken pride in her tight twat, was very mortified by this…her eyes started tearing up. She thought, even if I do get free someday I’ll be ruined!
Noting her distress at the remaining dildo, the Master laughed again ” You don’t want it to come out, do you, slut? Well, you’ve been having fun too long! Squeeze it out now! Go on!”
Lita contracted her cunt muscles and out the dildo shot with a wet sucking noise. It feel to the floor completely covered with her milky cum.
“You are a complete mess! You slimy fucking slut. Let’s see what you’ve been up to while I was away!” He taunted and detached the video camera from it’s tripod and walked to one of the work tables against the wall. He reached into a messenger bag and pulled out a lap top and began hooking it up to the camera.
“Come here, slut.” He motioned towards her.
She slowly got off the table, uncomfortable with all the cold cum dripping down her legs, and got down on her hands and knees to crawl over to him. Then she knelt beside his chair while he pressed play on the video feed.
It showed Lita, spread- eagled and face still covered in his dried cum from he jizzed all over her face. She had forgotten it was still there til now. She turn bright red when the screen showed her bucking around on the table and then squirting everywhere with her moaning.
“Damn, you horny little bitch! I should punish you for having too much fun!” He laughed as he yanked at her hair from time to time. He fast forwarded and watched all the parts of her cumming, teasing and degrading her the entire time.
Finally the video was done, ” Well, I guess you did cum 8 times! What a spoiled little bitch. Now it’s time to clean you up.”
Lita looked up at him questioningly.
“What? You didn’t think I’d touch you when you’re all covered in crust and slime? Ha! You look like a little gutter whore that’s just been rabbit fucked by a bunch of bums.”
She didn’t know why she should even care what this cruel man was saying but she felt so degraded and disgusting at his words…she started to fight back tears once more.
“Alright, come on, bitch” He said as he put the leash back on her collar. He led her back to the corner of the compound with the drain the floor where she had released her enema the day before.
He tied here there over the drain and grabbed a hose that was raveled up on the nearby wall, and before she really knew what was happening he turned the nozzle and she was shot with an intense stream of freezing cold water.
She shrieked and tried to move out of the way but she was tied to tightly and couldn’t move around much. The water was so pressurized it stung and it was freezing cold, making her shiver and shake while pleading for him to stop.
“Just shut up! Open your legs, bitch. We have to clean that sloppy cunt!” He yelled
Knowing better than to defy him, she reluctantly opened her legs and was quickly shot with spraying water. She could feel the cold hard water pierce her pussy like a freezing knife…she thought maybe even some of the water was entering her vagina which was even more shockingly freezing.
After about 5 more minutes of being sprayed down he finally shut the hose of and she remained shivering the fetal position. Without a word he strode towards her, grabbed a fist full of her hair and yanked her towards one of the work benches. He threw her doggy style over the side of the bench and immediately thrust his dick into her pussy and started pounding her mercilessly. Lita began whimpering, she was still extremely cold and wet and was now being rammed from behind. He was fucking her so hard she thought her hip bones would shatter. And finally he ripped into her deeper than ever and let loose a hot stream of jizz into her stretched pussy.
He pulled out and has her lick his dick clean again…which by now became the least of her troubles. She could feel her gaping pussy hole dripping cum. She had thoughts about how loose she was going to be after all this was over. Just one more reason to be depressed and humiliated.
“What’s the matter, cunt? Mad that I didn’t let you cum that time? Ha, don’t worry…I’m sure you’ll have more fun before the day is through.” He said and then picked up her leash again and led her back to the ceiling hook and restraints.
Once she was restrained again, standing up with her legs spread and arms suspended, he reapplied the nipple and labia clamps. However, this time the nipple clamps had weights too.
Her nipples still hurt and were over sensitive from last time so the feeling was really intense. She was constantly wincing at the pain, and any small movement she made would cause the weights to swing and cause even more pain.
“Just sit tight, slut.” He said as he gently pulled on her nipple weights, “I’ll come back later with a surprise you’re going to love.” He grinned at her and she didn’t like what he was getting at.
He didn’t leave the dogs there this time which was a relief.
She stood there for what seemed like ages. Her arms and legs started to ache terribly, not to mention her cunt lips and nipples. She hated the way her nipples looked all red, swollen, and pulled downwards. The weights suspended from her pussy lips seemed bigger and heavier to her than last time. She looked at them some more and was sure that they were.
Finally the door opened again and she looked up, almost happy because she thought she would be let down. But whatever joy she had was immediately destroyed.
The master was there…but 5 other men stood behind him. They were all carrying packs of beer and laughing with each other. All looked to be around 40, like Master, except a couple looked even older than that. The two older men, probably in their mid 50s, had big beer guts.
“Surprise, slut!” The master shouted as he walked over, followed by his friends.
Lita just looked at Master and the men back and forth, eyes wide with fear and shock. They all started making little comments about her.
“She’s a young and ripe little piece of cunt!”
“Yeah, just begging to be fucked!”
They all circled her and started groping her. Hands were pulling at the chains connected to her nipple and cunt clamps…others were squeezing her tits and ass.
“Master…Please, no! Please…help me!” She whimpered.
The master responded and swiftly pinching her clit and twisting it causing her to cry out.
“See what I mean? She still needs some breaking in” The Master said, addressing the men.
“Well, that’s what we’re here for!” One of the men said.
The master untied her hands and unbound her feet and then removed the clamps. Once again, intense pain rushed to nipples and cunt lips as the clamps were removed. Her nipples were harder and larger than she had ever seen them before. Someone reached out to pinch them and it stung incredibly bad.
Master led her to the large table and pushed her onto it. He then thrust a large vibrator into her hands.
“Alright, slut. You know what to do. These men paid me good money and they want to see a good show!” He said snidely to her.
Lita was splayed out on the table completely naked, her nipples and cunt on fire, she looked at all the men who were drinking beer and laughing while staring at her. Some of them yelling insults at her.
She knew that he wanted to to her herself like before, as a show for them. She began to grow hopeful, maybe they just paid to watch her cum…and then they would leave. He probably didn’t want to share her anyways. This hope spurred her onwards.
She clicked on the vibrator and positioned herself with her legs opened toward them and started rubbing her clit with it while they shouted lewd encouragements. The master walked up again to the table with a beer in his hand and poured it down her snatch. She jerked slightly at the cold but kept going.
“Fuck that pussy hole, slut!”
“Come on, you dirty bitch! What a fucking slut.”
She closed her eyes as they shouted and kept rubbing the vibrator along her clit. She had never used a vibrator before and was surprised at how good it felt…it immediately started to get her clit swelling and her cunt leaking. The men noticed this of course and kept taunting her because of it.
Come on, fuck that cunt, you nasty whore!”
She pressed the dildo with ease into her wet slit and began fucking herself with the vibrating dildo. She started to feel a climax build up inside her and started rocking her hips and arching her back. And finally with a loud squeal she came. Her convulsing cunt pushed out a rush of cum and the men could see her hole spasming, opening and closing as she panted.
“What a fucking horny slut!”
“She didn’t even ask us if we wanted her to cum!” One mad said.
The master walked over to her, “He’s right, you know. You came without permission, you greedy whore.”
“I’m sorry, Master” Lita fearfully apologized.
“Well, you’ll just have to do it again right.” He said and the men cheered.
He brought out an even larger dildo, in the shape of a penis, with a suction cup at one end. He stuck it upright to the middle of the table. Lita looked at it dismally.
“Alright, slut, squat over that and fuck it good. And don’t even think about cumming til we say so…but also, if you don’t cum when we say so you’ll be sorry.” He threatened as he pinched a nipple and walked back to sit down with the other men to drink.
Just wanting to get this over with she crawled up to the dildo and then crouched over it, trying to squat over it. She felt it enter her, the size of it stretching and straining her already used pussy. She started pumping up and down by bending her knees but it was really awkward.
Suddenly an empty beer can came flying at her and hit her right on the head.
“Come on, you fucking bitch! Fuck that dick like the whore you are!” The thrower yelled.
She increased her speed and was moving up and down the shaft of the dildo and the men started gathering around her. They start pulling her her tits and nipples, slapping and pinching her ass, and she was fucking the table dick. The toy started to feel good and she fucked it but she warned herself to not cum until they told her to. One of the men took hold of her hips and started slamming her pussy down onto the dick vigorously making her fuck it harder and deeper. Another man joined in and with a strong thrust they rammed her pussy onto the toy right down to the table causing her the scream.
One of the men started sucking and licking at her sensitive and swollen nipples while another started flicking at her clit. She was driven completely over the edge and couldn’t even keep track over who was touching her or what they were doing. Was delirious and soaking wet, the men were still raising her up and down onto the dick at a quick speed while toying with her. And finally she couldn’t take it any more and with a loud moan she orgasmed and completely soaked the dildo with pussy cream.
Before she was even recovered, still panting and with orgasm waves rushing over her, the master slapped her face hard.
“Bitch, we didn’t tell you to cum. You dumb fucking slut.”
She was ripped off the dildo and before she knew it someone grabbed her hips and dragged her to the edge of the table where the man whipped out his thick hard cock and started pounding it into her slick and gaping pussy. Another man took his dick out and shoved into her mouth, nearly gagging her and started throat fucking her. The dick in her mouth made tears start streaming down her face. She tried to beg for them to stop but she couldn’t speak with the cock thrusting in and out.
Then she was roughly picked up and dropped on the floor where a man grabbed her and placed her on top of his rock hard dick and started fucking her madly. Two other knelt in front of her and grabbed her hair to pull her face down to their dicks and made her take turns sucking and licking them. Another man went behind her and mounted her from behind and stuck his dick into her ass, which required some shoving but with all her cunt juice it slid in. She screamed but barely anything came out over the cock shoved deep in her throat. This caused the man to cum and started choking on his hot jizz, but the other man shoved his dick in right away and started fucking her face furiously.
The men fucking her ass and pussy were pounding away making her feel like she was being split in two, and causing her tits to bounce wildly. She thought she would consciousness at times from the pain and lack of breath. Finally the man fucking her mouth pulled out as gobs of sticky sperm splattered and clung to her face.
Both of the men fucking her ass and pussy had cummed in unison and she felt her ass and pussy simultaneously filled with the hot ooze. She felt both holes leak briefly but then two other men took their places. Their cocks were fucking her like pistons, making sick sloshing noises as her holes were filled with cum. Another dick was shoved in her mouth and she wanted to just pass out.
After what seemed like forever the man fucking her sloppy cunt blew his load inside her, causing sperm to strongly gush out of her cunt. Someone shoved a cold beer bottle into her cunt and started fucking her with that while the other man fucked her ass harder than ever. Finally the man fucking her face finally pulled out and jizzed all over her face too, while the man pounding her destroyed ass came too. Completely packing her ass with sperm.
They all stood up and she, almost unconscious, thought that it was over. But then the Master grabbed the bottle out of her pussy and held it over her. She could see that it almost half full of cum that had been in her cunt. He shoved the opening of the bottle into her mouth and held her head down, forcing all the cum and pussy cream in the bottle down her throat.
Then they all looked down at her, mostly laughing. She was completely naked with red tits and ass, completely cum spattered. Her face was completely covered with jizz, even over her eyes and lips and definitely in her hair.
One man leaned in closer to hear and grabbed his penis, Lita thought he was going to ejaculate on her again somehow, but a hot stream of piss poured down and splattered all over torso and cunt. This made the men laugh more and they all zipped up and started to walk away.
Lita just lied there gasping for air traumatized. All the men left leaving her alone for awhile but before long she heard the door open again and she looked over. It was Master and his dogs.
“Well, did you have fun, Squirt? Wasn’t that just your kind of night, whore?”
Lita couldn’t bring herself to say anything. Just lied there and looked at the floor.
“Come on, whore! Answer me! Say how much you liked being a dirty cum whore? You are a whore, don’t you know? Those men paid to fuck you and piss on you.” He yelled at her.
“Yes…Master. I really lie…being your whore.Th-thank you” Lita whimpered.
“You’re welcome, Squirt!” He said smiling. “Now, I don’t want to touch you so just follow me, got it?”
He walked over to wear the metal rings were bolted in the floor and she slowly crawled over. Her whole body was sore and her ass and cunt felt like they were on fire…she was sure her asshole must be torn somehow. And she was dripping with jizz and piss.
Once she got over there he chained her hands to the floor and the metal rings and then then he spread her legs and shackled them into more metal rings that she hadn’t noticed before. Even though she was extremely dazed she grew alarmed that he shackled her legs apart.
“What are you doing? I mean, Master…What do you want?” She pleaded.
“Hmmph!” He snorted, “I don’t anything from you, you dumb bitch. Look at yourself…you’re the sloppiest whore I’ve ever seen seen. There’s still cum dripping out of your mouth!”He laughed for awhile while she gazed at him sadly.
He started setting up the video camera again.
“But anyways, I felt selfish having all the fun tonight while Tiberius and Drake were left out…and I figured you were so sloppy right now that they could play with you before I washed you again.”
“Wh-what?”Lita said.
But the Master just walked away and out the door leaving the dogs. Lita started struggling against the shackles desperately and the dogs started slowly coming towards her.
Finally she stopped struggling… I guess some dogs licking at me will still be better than what happened to me, she thought.
The dogs grew less nervous and came over to her. They both started licking at her thighs and her spread and gaping pussy. She felt their slobbery tongues run over all the folds of her cunt furiously. She noticed they seemed to be fighting over it and she hoped they wouldn’t bite her if they started fighting. Finally Tiberius bit Drake on the snout causing him to yelp and recede…he instead walked over to her face and started lapping at it.
Tiberius continued lapping hungrily at her cunt for awhile and then moved his paws up to her stomach. His claws were uncomfortable so she started to shift but he just moved them closer to her chest and suddenly she realized he was trying to mount her.
She screamed and started thrashing violently.
“No!!!! Help!!!! No!!!!”
But both dogs started to growl and bare their teeth causing her to stop screaming and fighting. She looked to see his red dog dick protruding from between his legs. And she felt him push it near her gaping opening and then finally he jammed it in.
He fucked her roughly and way faster than she had ever been fucked before…his claws scratching her torso as he frantically raped her. About a minute later she felt yet another hot stream shoot into her cunt. But knowing that it was dog jizz she almost threw up. By then Drake was pushing at Tiberius and trying to get in between her legs as well but Tiberius’ dog knot was stuck in her pussy and he couldn’t pull it out right away. Finally he yanked it out and Drake immediately replaced him, stabbing his slimy red dick at her cunt. He missed the first few times and she felt it jab into her but finally he pushed into her snatch and start pumping in and out wildly as well.
A moment later he blew his load inside her too and tried to pull out, but his knot was stuck inside her too. Instead of fighting though like Tiberius he just laid down on top of her.
Lita looked up at the ceiling cry, covered in jizz and piss with a dog’s dick knot stuck inside of her. And then she looked over and saw the camera she had forgotten about. This sadistic man had footage of her being fucked by dogs.
Then she heard the door open again…

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Sister dropping her bra 1

My name is Marc. I’m 18 years old and live at home with my parents and my two older sisters. My sisters are Margot and Sofia and they’re 23 and 21. So I’m the youngest in my family.

The Society – Witness Protection

A member of The Inner Circle of The Society has agreed to become a traitorous informant in return for being taken into Witness Protection. Things do not turn out quite like she had anticipated.

Evangeline part 3

I held back and watched my lover stalk his prey. There was no mistaking Gabriel for anything other than a predator. Tall and lean with a catlike grace, he moved silently through the darkness waiting patiently for the furtive young man he followed to wander far enough into the shadows to be taken.
We followed him silently for several blocks before he paused at the edge of a circle of light cast by a street lamp. He was only several feet from the entrance to an alley. and He withdrew something from his pocket to examine it in the dim light, and Gabriel flanked him like a panther circling it’s prey as it prepared to strike.
Moving so quickly that I was barely able to follow, Gabriel swept him off his feet and carried him deep into the alley where light did not penetrate. His victim didn’t have time to cry out and barely began to struggle. Hurrying after him, I took a deep breath inhaling the scent of fear and blood and felt the familiar rush of excitement as I watched my love begin to feed.
As Gabriel fed, drawing the young man’s soul from the center of his being, I pressed myself against his back. One hand went to my lover’s throat to feel the movement as he swallowed, the other slid around his waist and down over his flat stomach to fondle the growing bulge beneath his tightly fitting trousers. I knew that it was my touch and the thrill of my excitement, not the act of eating this boy’s soul, that aroused him.
I felt Gabriel jerk, his every muscle tensing, at the same moment that I heard his victim’s heart stutter to a stop and I wondered what he’d taken from the young man that had caused his body’s violent reaction. Before I could ask he turned to me, his hands gripping my upper arms hard enough to have caused pain were I still human, and shoved me against the rough brick wall of the building on south side of the alley.
Surprised by his action, I laughed. He grinned wolfishly and captured my lips with his. I opened my mouth and accepted his tongue, tasting his victim’s blood as I swirled mine around his. With his mouth pressed against mine he fumbled with the closures on his pants and pushed them down far enough to free his straining cock before he pushed my dress up around my waist.
He dropped to his knees pulling me down to straddle his lap and I felt his hand pushing the crotch of my panties aside. I lifted myself and closed my fingers around the shaft of his massive cock, stroking him several times before guiding him to the tight opening of my dripping vagina.
The bulbous head of his prick split the lips of my cunt as I allowed gravity to impale me on the length of his thick rod. Gabriel groaned as he leaned back. Supporting his weight on his arms behind him he lifted his hips to push into me as deeply as he could. His head fell back on his shoulders, his eyes closed, he remained as still as a marble statue.
My hands on his shoulders, I began to ride him slowly up and down. I savored the feel of his huge cock as I lifted myself to slide down on him over and over. I could feel every vein running along the length of his shaft as his girth filled and stretched me. My breathing quickened as I felt the familiar tension mounting in the pit of my stomach.
Gabriel’s head snapped up, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His arms closed around me, one hand at the small of my back, the other cupping the back of my neck. He laid me back supporting my weight on his arms as he began to thrust into me faster. I wrapped my legs around him and pressed my fists firmly against my lower abdomen.
“Gabriel!” I gasped as my body tensed.
He grunted and I felt his semen explode into my clenching vagina. He pushed deeply into my rippling pussy and emptied his testicles as I came hard. He lifted me and held me tightly against his body, his slowly wilting cock still deeply imbedded inside my trembling body. I laid against his chest wanting to stay connected to him as long as I could.
He kissed the top of my head and gently lifted me off his nearly flaccid cock. “You thirst, too, love,” he said softly.
I did feel hunger. I rose to my feet and straightened my clothing. Gabriel stood and refastened his trousers. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply before taking my hand to lead me back to the street.
At the entrance of the alley the slip of paper that my lover’s victim had dropped caught my attention. I picked it up and and looked at what was written on it. I knew the address. Frowning, I looked around and realized that Gabriel’s prey had led us into an area of the city with which I was very familiar.
I drew a deep breath through my nose. Like a slap in the face, realization suddenly struck me. I darted back into the alley and rolled the man lying on the ground onto his back and started rifling through his pockets. In one pocket I found a thick roll of bills and a switchblade knife. The knife I discarded, the money I handed to Gabriel. I stuck my hand into his other pocket. Nothing. I opened the leather jacket and felt the lining. Finding the little bulge I was seeking. I dug my fingers into that pocket and extracted the small plastic bags of coarse brownish powder.
I rose to my feet and left the alley. Turning left when I reached the sidewalk, I headed back in the direction from which we had come. Gabriel stayed at my side matching his long legged stride to my quick steps. He didn’t question me about our destination. He recognized my resolve even if my purpose remained a mystery to him. Perhaps he had recognized the neighborhood, too. It had been a favorite haunt of his for weeks after his fortuitous encounter with Henri.
I slowed as we approached the house, my hand trailing along the wrought iron fence. I stared at the dark windows that looked out over the street. The house looked vacant, though I knew it was not. I lifted the latch on the gate. It swung open silently and I started up the walk to the porch.
Gabriel laid his hand gently on my arm. His blue eyes shone with concern. “Love,” he said softly, “come away.”
I shrugged his hand off and continued to the front door. I heard him sigh just behind me as I bent down and tipped the planter by the door to retrieve the key hidden under it. The click of the dead bolt sounded loud in the stillness of night. I paused and looked over my shoulder at Gabriel. His eyes pleaded with me as he shook his head slowly. I turned the brass knob and pushed open the heavy oak door with its leaded glass window.
The house was oppressively hot and I wondered for a moment why the air conditioner wasn’t running. I could see perfectly well in the darkness, but I didn’t crave shadows the way my lover did. I reached out and flipped the switch by the door. Nothing happened.
Henri had been taking care of the household accounts since my father had died seven years before. Of course my hapless mother hadn’t paid the utility bill. I doubted now that she had even managed to keep herself fed in the weeks that I had been gone. She was still alive, though. Somewhere in the darkness above me I could hear a human heart beating.
As I started up the stairs Gabriel wrapped his arms around me from behind and pressed the side of his beautiful face between my shoulder blades. “Evangeline,” he pleaded again with a hint of desperation creeping into his voice, “come away, my love.”
For a moment I stayed in his strong arms drawing on the soundness of his love for me. I knew it wasn’t the anticipation of an encounter with my drug sick mother that caused him such consternation. It was Henri’s ghost, the memories of all the things I had endured at my uncle’s hands, that caused his anxiety.
I squared my shoulders with a determination that I no longer felt and started to pull away from him. His sigh was more of a soft groan as his hands loosed their grip and his arms dropped to his sides. I continued slowly up the stairs. Gabriel followed a step behind me.
I paused at the top of the staircase, swaying uncertainly for a moment before I turned away from my mother’s room. I crossed the hallway to the door of what had been my room when I lived in this house. When I had lived. I pushed the door open. The hinge creaked.
That sound brought a rush of memories and flooded me with emotion. I had been eight the first time Henri had pushed the door to my room open causing that eerie moan. Still crying every night over the recent loss of my father, I had naively thought that my uncle, a man I had barely known existed before my father’s death, was coming to comfort me.
He had sat down on the side of my bed and gathered my slight body into his arms to rock me while I cried. He had gently stroked my hair and cooed comforting words against my ear. I remembered curling my tiny fingers into the soft fabric of his shirt and clinging to him as he murmured that he was going to take care of me now and that I was his little girl.
He had laid me down on the bed and pushed my nightgown up until it was bunched under my arms. His hands were incredibly gentle as he had removed my little white cotton panties. I had tried to cover myself with my hands, crossing them over the smooth, hairless mound at the apex of my thin thighs.
Henri had smiled reassuringly as he lifted my hands. “You must never hide your beauty from me, Evangeline,” he had told me.
Had I had the experience to recognize it I would have seen the lust shining in his dark eyes. I squirmed under his uncomfortably intense gaze as his eyes ran over my immature body. He had reached out with his too soft hands and caressed the tiny bumps on my chest, his thumbs circling my petal pink nipples.
I remembered squeezing my thighs tightly together as his light touched caused an unfamiliar tingling between my legs. I had been aware that his breathing had quickened as his hands moved down over my childish body. My own breathing had been as rapid as my uncle’s.
He had let his fingertips trace the contours of my little belly to my boyish hips and down my thighs. He had paused for a moment before sliding his hands between my knees to gently spread my legs. I had blushed as his gaze fixed on the slit of my prepubescent cunt.
He had used his thumbs to part the outer lips and I heard his low moan as he looked lovingly at my tiny pussy. “Oh, ma jolie catin,” he had breathed as he bent down between my trembling thighs. “Such a beautiful cocotte.”
I had jumped when he pressed a kiss to the tender pink flesh his prying thumbs had exposed. When his warm tongue had begun to caress my nether regions my body had stiffened in protest, my little hands flew to push ineffectually against his head. He ignored my efforts and mumbled words of adoration and promised devotion into my petite body.
When his lips had closed over the miniscule bud of my clitoris I had cried out in surprise. I had never felt anything quite as pleasurable as my uncle insistently nursing that little button. My hands that had been trying to thrust his mouth way from my most private area now clutched at his hair to hold his face against my quivering cunt.
I remembered feeling an unfamiliar pressure against my pelvic floor and the way my back had arched as Henri’s finger had invaded my virgin pussy that first time. He had placed his hand firmly on my stomach to hold me down while he had thrust his finger in and out. I had felt his spit fall into the folds between my thighs as he had continued to saw his finger in and out.
My little hands had groped between my legs finding his wrist and trying to stop his harsh invasion of my body. He had laughed unpleasantly and withdrawn his finger abruptly. I had cowered on the bed as he had stood and quickly removed his clothing. I had stared in shock at his long, thin penis. It stood erect, it’s angry red head pointing toward the wall above my bed. He had roughly pulled my night gown over my head before he grasped my knees and jerked me onto my back again.
I had whimpered in fear as his hands pressed my knees up and apart to spread me open for him. Keeping his hands on the inside of thighs he had leaned over me, the menacing protrusion waving and bobbing as he moved, a clear drop of viscous ooze hung on a spider web fine line from the small eye on its tip.
He had spit in his hand twice and rubbed it over the end of his frightening appendage before his hand guided the end to the opening between my legs. The sensation of pressure I had felt when he’d probed my little cunt with his finger returned and I tried to twist away from him.
He had delivered a stinging slap to the tender flesh of my inner thigh and my legs jerked straight dislodging his burrowing penis. He had grasped my upper arms and shaken me till my head was spinning before dropping me onto the bed to pummel my body with his fists. All the air had left my body with a whooshing sound when he’d struck my stomach just below my sternum.
His hands had closed around my throat cutting off my breath. I remembered my body bucking wildly, my fingers clawing at his hands as I had struggled to free myself from his suffocating grasp. My vision had started to dim when he suddenly released me, allowing me to draw a ragged breath.
He had leaned down to place his lips close to my ear. “You breathe because I allow you to, ma petite enfant,” he had growled harshly, his bourbon scented breath stirring my hair. “You live because I allow it.”
Even at the age of eight I had understood that my uncle had complete control over me and that this cruel man was going to use me as he desired. I had quickly grasped the fact that I was nothing, insignificant to him, and if I fought him he would end my life without qualm. My tears had dried on my cheeks and I let my body go limp as I stared blankly at some point over his shoulder.
Henri had patted my hip, his hands gentle again, and then turned my body so that my bottom was at the edge of my bed with my legs hanging down. He had lifted my legs, his hands on the backs of my thighs, and pressed my knees to my shoulders. He laid his arm across the back of my legs and sucked on the forefinger of his free hand.
I had winced as he shoved the finger into my defenseless little pussy, but there was no fight left in me. I had detached myself from what was happening to my body, my mind wandered to a time when my father was still living and had sat on this bed with his arm around me as he read to me till I had fallen asleep.
My uncle removed his finger. “Hold your legs up for me,” he had ordered as he rose to stand by my bed.
I had obeyed, wrapping my hands around the backs of my knees to hold my legs where he had placed them. Henri had leaned over me, one arm braced on the bed by my head, he fisted his hard cock, stroking it quickly for a few moments before guiding the head to the opening of my vagina.
I had grimaced, grunting in pain as the head of his prick had split me open and pushed into my tight, dry cunt. He had withdrawn a little and thrust hard scooting my body forward as he tried to force more of his rampant cock into me. His hands had closed over my shoulders pushing me back toward him as he bent his knees and thrust his cock into my tortured cunt.
The pain from from his unwelcome intrusion had been exquisite. I remembered a sudden sensation of tearing and a searing agony that spread from my raw vagina into my belly and, unable to help myself, I had allowed a keening wail to escape my lips. My uncle had slapped me hard on my face, snapping my head violently to the side.
“Tuat t’en grosse bueche, putain,” he had hissed without pausing.
His cock had begun to make a wet, sucking sound as he had continued to violate my young body. He was grunting as he slammed into my tightly stretched and bleeding cunt faster and faster. Mercifully my consciousness had faded and I floated away.
When I had come to again, Henri was sitting on the edge of my bed with me straddling his lap. He had held me tightly against his belly and rocked me gently. I had been aware that he was still firmly lodged in my swollen pussy, though he felt different to me now.
“Ma jolie catin,” he had cooed softly to me, “mi aime jou.”
I had squirmed in his arms wanting his flaccid penis out of my body. As I moved against him I had felt something warm, wet, and sticky squelching around his tightly embedded cock. He had twitched and flexed inside me and my despair had risen along with his tormenting prick.
I shook myself, tearing my mind away from memories of Henri, and turned into Gabriel’s waiting arms. He pulled me in to hold me tightly against his lean, hard body and I knew he was offering me a way to exorcize my uncle’s ghost. I slid my hands over his shoulders and raised up onto my toes to reach his lips. He lifted me bringing my face level with his and pressed his mouth to mine, kissing me fiercely.
Without me being aware he had moved across the room, he set me carefully on my bed. I watched as he removed his clothing and let them fall to the floor. When he stood before me naked, his huge cock rising proudly from the profusion of red curls at the juncture of his thighs, I leaned forward and wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft to stroke him.
I took the head of his prick into my mouth to run my tongue over the velvety softness. His hands closed over the sides of my head and he thrust into my mouth. I began to bob my head up and down taking more and more of his beautiful cock into my mouth with each downward stroke until I felt the head prodding the back of my throat. I grasped his firm buttocks and pushed down until his balls swung against my chin and the coarse hair at the base of his massive penis tickled my nose. Being able to practically swallow him was one of the advantages of not having to breath.
Gabriel groaned loudly as my tongue undulated against the underside of his prick. I raised my head to plunge down, deep throating him again. He grunted and lifted my head pulling his cock out of my mouth. His hands were rough as he lifted the hem of my dress and pulled it off over my head.
He fell to his knees and laid his head in my lap. I stroked his silky hair. After a moment he lifted his head and gazed up at me before his eyes moved down to my breasts as his hands pulled at my panties. I laid down and lifted my hips to allow him to remove them. He held the cum soaked crotch to his nose and breathed deeply before dropping them on top of his clothes.
I reached for him and he came willingly into my arms. I pulled my knees up and he pushed into me gently, settling immediately into a slow, steady rhythm. I caressed his cheek an stroked his hair, my eyes fixed on his beautiful face as he fucked me so tenderly that I could have wept at the sweetness of it.
He gazed down at me adoringly as he thrust into me. I rock my hips in time with his, grinding against his pelvis when he buried his full length in my wet cunt. He twined his fingers with mine, resting just enough of his weight on his forearms to avoid crushing me, but allowing me to feel every inch of his body lying on mine.
He began to breathe harder. He didn’t need to breathe, but my lover was a very sensual being and I knew that the scent of sex enhance the experience for him. I also knew that Gabriel was struggling to maintain the control he was exhibiting. I could feel the tension low in my belly as my orgasm began to build and, though the sweet, slow loving making was transcending euphoric, I needed more now.
I ran my finger tips lightly down his spine and felt him shiver. “Gabriel,” I moaned against his ear. “Fuck me.”
Something feral lit his eyes as he pulled my hands down to my shoulders and pushed up, his fingers still twined with mine, and thrust into me hard, his tempo increasing. He was watching my face intently and I held his gaze, my lips parting as I began to breathe as rapidly as him. His exquisite strokes lengthened as he drove his huge cock into me.
I arched my back and pushed up against him, wanting to feel him as deeply inside me as I possibly could. The delicious tension in my lower abdomen broke and the cresting wave of pleasure came crashing down on me. I gasped his name as his hands gripped my waist and he pushed himself into my rippling cunt. I could feel him swell and throb as he groaned loudly and erupted into my body.
I held him tightly in my arms and clenched the muscles in my vagina rhythmically on his pulsing cock to milk every last drop from his balls. I reveled in the feel of his body pressing me down onto the mattress. His breathing calmed, but tremors still wracked his muscular frame as I traced slow circles on his skin.
I moaned my protest when he separated his spent body from mine and rolled to lie beside me holding me tightly in his arms. I could tell he was lost in thought and I wondered if he was still puzzling over the reasons his body had begun to react to mine in ways to which he was unaccustomed. I stroked his cheek and smiled softly.
“What are you thinking, cher?” I asked.
He sighed and shook his head.
I wasn’t ready to let it go. “Tell me,” I pleaded quietly.
His eyes searched mine and then he kissed me lightly. “How could you have loved him?” he finally asked.
I sighed. “It was what he wanted from me. Love . . . adoration. If I hadn’t given him everything he wanted I wouldn’t have survived.”
He thought about my answer for a moment before pressing his lips to mine again. “I will do anything for you. If it were what you wanted, I’d even let you go,” he said with a quiet fierceness. “I love you more than I would ever have imagined possible, but I demand nothing from you.”
“That, my love,” I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck, “is why I’ll give you everything.”
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Gabriel stood just inside the door of my mother’s room leaning against the wall, his arms folded across his chest. I could sense his disdain for the frail woman lying on the bed. His hostility toward her rolled off of him in cold waves.
Standing by the bed, I made a mental inventory of the paraphernalia on the dusty night stand. The candle burning there, the latex tourniquet, three syringes. I picked up the spoon, its bowl bent at an odd angle. I laid it back down and wiped my hand on my dress.
I sat down on the bed beside her and she stirred and opened her eyes. I’m not sure that in her drug induced state she recognized me at first. She shrunk away from my touch.
“Mama,” I said gently, “it’s me.”
She struggled to sit up. “Evangeline?” she croaked.
“Yes, Mama,” I said looking over my shoulder at Gabriel. He straightened away from the wall and came to stand behind me looking down at my mother.
“Where have you been? You’ve been gone for days,” my mother whined.
It had been weeks since Gabriel had carried me from this house. Weeks since he had taken me for his lover. Weeks since he had made me his forever. I had been missing for weeks without my mother having reported it.
My hands curled into fists. “This is Gabriel, Mama. I live with him, now.”
“There’s no one here to help me,” she said pathetically. “Where has Henri gone?”
“Henri is dead,” I said, my voice emotionless.
“Dead,” she said leaning back against the headboard of her bed. “Yes. I remember.”
I reached out to smooth her limp hair back from her face. My fingers traced the contours of her throat and I felt Gabriel’s body tense. I leaned toward my mother and his hand shot out to close around my arm.
“Don’t,” he said. “She’s an addict. The soul is polluted. It’s eaten away by her habit”
“And yet the body lives,” I said gently disengaging his fingers. “She’s found her own way into the half light. It would be cruel to let her live like this.”
“Then let me do it,” he said lifting me to my feet.
I cupped his face between my hands and brought his lips to mine. He crushed me against him as my lips parted and my tongue pushed against his. The sweetness of his mouth made me sigh. The fierceness of his kiss stole my breath.
Gabriel broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against mine. He didn’t speak, but I could feel his concern for me. I pulled away and turned back toward my mother. She still leaned against the headboard, her chin resting on her chest, oblivious now to what was going on around her.
I placed one knee on the mattress then looked over my shoulder at my love. He refused to meet my gaze, his eyes down turned. I turned back to my mother and laid my head against her breast seeking some kind of affirmation that she was still the mother that had loved me when I was small. Her arms stayed limp at her sides.
I looked up at her. I could remember when she had been beautiful and traces of that former beauty still haunted her gaunt face. Her black hair, once lustrous, now hung limp and dull. The green eyes that had been clear and sparkling with easy laughter were clouded with her opium poppy dreams.
I leaned against her and pushed her slight body down to the bed. Lying over her I closed my eyes and sank my fangs into her sinewy neck. She didn’t struggle as I began to feed on her. I could taste the bitter alkaline of the heroin in her blood, but the flavor of her wasted soul was worse.
I was flooded with the memories of her childhood, with the visions of her life with my father, and with her joy at my birth. I was washed in the love and laughter that I myself remembered of life with my family. Her despair when my father had died nearly overwhelmed me. As great as my grief for him had been, hers was ten times greater.
And Henri. Henri feeding her pills to dull her pain. Pills that he had had her wash down with alcohol, and when the pills were not enough the cigarettes laced with black tar heroin. I could taste the heavy sweetness of the molasses soaked opiate and feel the euphoria, the oblivion. Again Henri, this time spiking a vein for her. I watched the needle pierce her skin and the blossom of red in the syringe before he injected nirvana directly into her blood.
She stopped breathing. Her heartbeat, rapid and thready, faltered once, raced, and then stuttered to a stop. The last of her thoughts and memories slammed into me like a blow to the solar plexus.
She had known from the beginning what Henri had been doing to me. She had known and had allowed him to continue. She had traded me willingly to my sadistic uncle for the drugs he had provided to her.
Kneeling by her body on her bed I began to sway. I didn’t know if it was her wasted soul, the force of my emotions, or the drugs in her blood, but I was overcome by exhaustion. I felt unable to move, though I wanted to be away from this corpse, away from this room, away from this house.
Gabriel wrapped me in his strong arms and lifted me off my mother’s bed. Cradling me against his chest he carried me from her room and down the stairs. Gratefully, I nestled into his embrace as we left the house. Before He had reached the street, I was asleep.

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