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Paradise Valley

The first story in a series. An American Indian family is expelled from their tribe for perversions.

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Meeting Ebony

A story I wrote awhile ago, most of it was inspired by reading stories on here. I would like to write more, but I wanted to get an idea how posting and view worked. Anyway, hope you like it.

Fantasy

My teacher. My master

The story I wish was true lol – remember it’s my first time and is really just to introduce the characters the next one will jump straight into the sex 🙂

Fantasy

rosario vampire

Study Session
Moka is about 5’ 3” amazing dd cup breasts and very curvy hips
Tsukune is 5’ 9” slim with a little muscle tone
I hope you like it!
FYI
The BOLD words in the story is Inner-Moka speaking to Outer-Moka
Hearing a knock at her door, Moka excitedly jumped up and closed the distance to the door in one leap. She was expecting her friend, Tsukune to be at the door, she had invited him over to study for an exam. In preparation for this little study session Moka had pulled out all the stops; she had made copies of her notes to share with Tsukune, had plenty of snacks to keep them focused, and to top it all off, Kurumu had detention and Yukari-chan was busy with school, giving them the intimate study session Moka wanted.
Moka opened the door and smiled as she took in the sight of her study partner. He, too, was smiling and Moka couldn’t help but blush as she breathed in his scent; the scent of the only human attending the Youkai Academy for monsters. Moka continued to stand by the door, her long pink hair falling into her beautiful face slightly hiding her green eyes from view as she ushered Tsukune into her room. Not only was Moka beautiful, and smart, she was also extremely kind; kind enough to be taking the time to help him study! He stared at her face before his eyes fell to the rosary that she wore around her neck. It was the only thing about Moka that Tsukune had to get used to; the fact that Moka was a vampire.
Whenever the rosary was removed she transforms into a vampire for that is every bit of terrifying and powerful as the outer Moka is shy and kind. Tsukune couldn’t believe his luck as he walked into his friend’s room. Tsukune was average in every way; from his mouse brown hair and eyes to his mundane b- average, the only thing that set him apart was his willingness to endure a bite every now and then when Moka became too thirsty. This was partly because Moka was the only one at the academy that knew he was human, but mostly because Tsukune was infatuated with her and couldn’t possibly tell her ‘no’.
“Thanks for having me over, Moka ! I really do need all the help I can get.” Tsukune said, taking off his backpack and placing it on the floor.
Moka waved off his thanks with a smile. “No, really, Tsukune! This is my pleasure! If you do better at the midterms, you’ll be happy and that will make me happy as well!”
For a few minutes the only thing they said were “Moka” and “Tsukune” as the pair continued to smile and stare at each other. Finally, their lovey-dovey moment was broken by the sound of a microwave chime.
“Oh! I made us some snacks!” Chirped Moka, as she placed two drinks and a bowl of popcorn on her table and sat down. “I guess we should start studying then.” She said, blushing once more as Tsukune sat down beside her; close enough for her to hear his shallow breathing. Moka turned to face him and her eye caught sight of a vein on his neck. Her heart rate began to quicken the longer she gazed at his neck, so she shook her head and tried to focus on the task at hand; teaching Tsukune history.
After a while, Tsukune’s focus was starting to fade. Moka-san was a great tutor, but his head was full of random facts and all of the snacks were finished. Tsukune could tell that Moka was fading too. She kept losing her train of thought and he also noticed that she was giving him some weird sideways glances.
“Say, Moka-san, would it be okay if we took a break? I feel like my head is gonna explode!”
Moka shook herself out of whatever daydream she was having about Tsukune’s blood. “Oh! Yeah, Sorry Tsukune! I didn’t mean to overload you!”
“No, no! I just figured it would be good to take a break so I DON’T get overloaded. You’re doing a great job!”
Moka hid a small giggle as she watched her friend try to defend himself. Still somewhat amused, Moka stood up with the empty popcorn bowl and started the way to the makeshift kitchen when Tsukune stood up as well.
“Moka-san!” He exclaimed rushing toward her, “I’ll do that!” He made to grab the bowl out of her hand but tripped on the edge of the table, running into her on knocking the two of them into the ground. Because of the way they had fallen, Tsukune was lying in a heap on his back and Moka was sprawled on top of him. The two of them shared a mutual ‘ow’ and began to move, trying not to aggravate the places they had just hit.
Moka raised herself to kneel over Tsukune. “Are you ok?”
Tsukune leaned on his elbows so his face was just below hers. ” Ya, I think so.” He said as he winced in pain. He had hit his head on the corner of the table and a small trickle of blood was slowly making its way down his forehead. Moka brought her face just inches away from his, intoxicated by the smell of his blood. She placed one of her hands behind his head and closed the distance between his cut and her mouth and slowly licked at the trail the red, hot liquid was making. Tsukune’s eyes widened in shock as Moka snuggled her face into the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.
“Moka-san, what are you-?”
“Tsukune, I’m sorry, your scent-” She sank her teeth into his neck and moaned as she began to drink. Moka positioned herself on top of Tsukune, straddling his waist to give herself more leverage as she continued to enjoy her meal.
Tsukune groaned and tried to push her off of him. “Moka-san! You’re drinking too much!” Try as he might, Tsukune couldn’t break the grip Moka had on him. As a vampire, she was extremely powerful and Tsukune was weakening by the second. The minutes passed by exceedingly slow before Moka released her prey. Breathing heavily, she wiped at the blood that dribbled out the side of her mouth.
“I’m soo sorry Tsukune! I didn’t mean to- Tsukune?” She stopped talking, realizing that something was wrong. While Tsukune was usually tired and pale after one of her ‘meals’, right now Tsukune was not moving and his face was dead white.
“Tsukune! Tsukune, please wake up!” She cried as she tried to shake him awake. Tears began to well up in her eyes as she began to fear the worst. What have I done? She thought to herself. I’ve killed him! Moka sat on the floor next to Tsukune’s motionless body when the rosary on her chest began to speak, projecting the steely voice of the inner-Moka to the room.
“It seems you took more than he could handle.” She said, sounding slightly amused.
“This isn’t funny! What have I done?” Moka cried, her hands covering her face.
The voice coming out of the rosary sighed, and Moka could almost see her other self rolling her eyes in annoyance. “What does he matter, anyways? He’s served his purpose to us now.”
“No!” Moka wailed. “I can’t lose him, he’s my friend!”
“I do have to admit, there isn’t anyone else that will provide us with adequate company and nourishment. Very well, there is a way to save him, but we’ll have to act quickly.”
Moka dried her eyes. “Tell me what to do.”
After listening carefully to the rosary, Moka lifted Tsukune’s listless body and bit him once more; but instead of draining the last few drops of his blood, she bit her tongue, drawing blood, and injected it into him. According to her rosary, injecting him with her blood should revive him, but might have some type of side effects. At the moment, Moka wasn’t concerned with anything other than getting her friend back. She sat back and placed Tsukune’s head on her lap. Minutes stretched by and Moka was afraid that it hadn’t worked when the body leaning against her began to stir.
“Tsukune! Are you ok?”
Tsukune shuddered against her before sliding the rest of the way to the floor, his body shaking. Moka’s eyes widened in fear as a strong presence filled the room. Tsukune stopped shaking and slowly sat up. Moka reached her hand out to touch him but stopped when she saw the change in his face; his teeth had had turned into fangs and his eyes were blood red and he had silver hair.
“Tsukune-?”
“Moka-san.” He whispered, slowly rising to his feet. “What did you do?”
“I’m really sorry!” she started, standing up and walking toward him. “I…….I………I think I…. turned you into a vampire”
Tsukune lowered his eyes. “You just took what you wanted.”
Moka stared at the floor, unable to look at his face. “I know. But I think you’ll be okay now! I hope…” she trailed off. Tsukune closed the distance between them in a few steps and roughly grabbed Moka’s arms.
“You took what you wanted from me.” He restated, his red eyes flashing and a hint of a growl in his voice. “Now you’ll let me take what I’ve wanted.” Moka’s green eyes widened as Tsukune pulled her in close and crushed her lips with his, passionately kissing her.
Several seconds passed by before Moka began to relax into his kiss. With everything that had happened, didn’t he deserve something? And wasn’t this something she had wanted all along? Moka placed her hands on his sides and kissed him back. Satisfied with Moka’s change of heart, Tsukune nipped at her bottom lip, softly tugging and biting. Moka inhaled a deep breath and Tsukune seized his chance and plunged his tongue into her mouth. He swished his tongue against her teeth and gums until he found her tongue, silently challenging her to match the movements he was making with his. Moka hesitantly swished her tongue against his, causing him to resume ravaging her mouth with his tongue. Tsukune began to press himself against Moka, causing her to walk backward until she felt her back bump against the wall. He fumbled with the buttons on her shirt, opening it in the front. His hands began to slowly roam over her body, as she placed her arms around his neck. He broke his mouth away from hers, brought it to the bend of her neck and began to kiss and lick there as he moved his hands to Moka’s back.suddenly he bit her bringing a slight scream to her lips. He slid his hands under her shirt and savored the feeling of her skin as he slowly moved them up until he came to the clasp of her bra. He hesitated for a split second before undoing the clasp. Moka gave a small gasp as Tsukune slid his hands under her bra and squeezed her breasts. He removed his hands from her shirt as he captured her mouth with his once more.
This time she parted her lips, allowing his tongue entrance. He removed her from the wall and the pair slowly made their way to her bed. Moka lay on her back, shirt open, her long hair spread out behind her like a fan. Tsukune removed his school jacket and shirt before climbing onto the bed, positioning himself on all fours over Moka’s body, one knee between her legs. His eyes intense, he leaned in to take another kiss as his hand found her left breast. Using his thumb, he slowly rubbed the area around her nipple, causing her to moan into the kiss. Smirking, Tsukune lowered his mouth to her other breast and flicked the nipple with his tongue. He continued to do this as his other hand lightly massaged her.
Since Moka was preoccupied with the attention he was giving her breasts, Tsukune moved his other hand down her stomach to the waistband of her skirt, unnoticed. He slid his hand under it and cupped his hand against her pussy; the only thing separating his fingers from her was the thin lining of her panties. He started to rub his finger against her clit. He was satisfied with the moan she let pass her lips and the growing wetness that he could feel through her panties.
Moka placed her hands on Tsukune’s back, loving the feel of his skin. Feeling the way his muscles shifted when he moved, she softly dragged her nails across his flesh, eliciting moan from him. He swiftly slid the panties off of her and threw them unceremoniously on the floor. He bent his head down to kiss her as he slid a finger inside of her. She moaned, so he added another finger and slowly began to move then in and out of her. Moka broke away from the kiss, gasping for air.
“Tsukune!”
“Just relax Moka.” He said as he used his thumb to massage her clit. Tsukune continued his slow pace.
“Ooh! Please!” she moaned, wanting more. He chuckled and pulled his fingers out of her dripping wet slit. “No! Please. Tsukune!”
Tsukune leaned back on his knees and looked at the girl spread out in front of him. He quickly unzipped his pants and pushed them down, revealing his 10 inch cock. Moka’s eyes widened.
“Before you get any more, you have to kiss my cock.”
Moka pressed her lips to the swollen tip and felt a bit of liquid. She licked her lips to taste it and was surprised by the saltiness. She closed her eyes and inhaled the scent of his member. It smelled like flesh and sex, and blood. She pulled him closer and licked the tip. Tsukune’s eyes rolled back into his head a little. Moka smiled and fit her lips over the tip, sucking him in. She twirled her tongue, earning a moan from him. Taking him in all the way, she sucked and flicked her tongue, moving her head so that he was going in and out of her mouth.
“God, Moka. I love the way your mouth feels.” Tsukune roared, and began moving faster. For Moka, having him inside her mouth was like sucking on a blood lollipop. Every second Moka was consciously trying not to bite. She could feel more blood flowing to his throbbing cock and couldn’t take it anymore. She ripped her mouth away from him before she could hurt him. Tsukune whimpered with the loss of contact.
“I’m sorry, but I didn’t think you would like it if I bit you!”
“You’re right.” He growled. “So I’ll just have to put it somewhere else.”
Tsukune shifted back and aligned himself with Moka’s hot pussy. Putting one hand to massage her breast, he used the other hand to guide himself into her. Moka groaned. She felt stretched in ways she never had before. The feeling was a little painful but, hell, she was a vampire; she lived on pain. Once Tsukune was all the way in, he pulled out a little.
“You’re so tight. It feels amazing.”
He pushed back in, moaning. He brought his free hand down to draw circles against Moka’s clit using his fingertips as he began to move steadily in and out of her. Moka began to breathe heavily as Tsukune moved within her, stretching her, pleasing her.
“Oooh!” She moaned as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. His thrusts began to pick up speed as he began to get closer to his release. The force of his movements, coupled with his fingers playing with her clit, caused Moka to go over the edge. She climaxed, yelling his name. Tsukune felt her pussy walls constrict on his cock as she rode out her wave of pleasure, and this pushed him over the edge. He released inside her moaning, and then pulled himself out of her dripping core. He rolled to his side, gasping for air.
They laid there for a few minutes, recovering. Tsukune was the first to get up. He pulled his pants on and searched for his shirt. Straightening, he leaned over and kissed Moka sweetly on the lips. She looked up at him, her body still radiating from the blood she had taken from him and the orgasm he had just given her.
“I hear we have another test next week.” She said, trying to sound innocent.
He cocked an eyebrow at her. “Really?”
Moka sat up, leaning forward toward him. “Yes. We’ll need to study harder.”
Tsukune smiled and kissed her forehead.
“We can study whenever you want.”

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I had moved to New York when I was seventeen. I was barely done school, with dreams of being a dancer and model. I took a cheap hotel room, my parents had thrown me out, when I decided not to go to college. I had been dancing since I was three. I had given up most of my life for it. I had developed late, my feet were always bleeding from toe shoes, and I never got sweets. I was in the face what a man would call a girl next door, with soft blue eyes and blonde hair. But I had the long legs of a ballerina, and the tiny waist. I had developed late, but had perky little breasts, even without a bra on, they stood at attention. Unable to find dancing work, I tried to get modeling work, but no agency would let me in. I had no portfolio, and no experience, and they weren’t interested.
I was near the end of my money, I had a few days paid off left at the hotel, before I’d be out. I was in a coffee shop when I found an ad, a photographer looking for a model. He needed a new muse, and was willing to do a portfolio for free, and pay 50 bucks for it. It said no experience needed, and thought the 50 could be a start, and perhaps I’d get more work. I scratched down the address, and took the subway, finding the place. It was a rundown building in Brooklyn, and it took me a few minutes, before I rung the bell. No one answered, I was just buzzed in, and I took the stairs slowly as possible, up to the second floor. I couldn’t bring myself to knock on the door, and was about to leave, when it swung open.
I was expecting some young amateur, but found a man who had to be well into his fifties, balding and with the start of a beer gut. He led me into his flat, which had big airy windows. He looked me up and down. “Nice, you will do. Name?” I blushed a bit. “Stacey.” He nodded and motioned to the sofa over by the window. “Go Lay down and we will start.” I turned towards it. “Okay.” He stopped me. “Off with the clothes first.” I stopped and looked at him. “I am not taking my clothes off.” He pulled out his wallet and put a 100 down on the counter. “There is more if you do well.” I looked at the money, and knew it was another two weeks at the hotel. “Okay.”
I was embarrassed, and red in the face, as I stripped down. I got to my thong and bra, but he motioned me to continue. Closing my eyes, I removed the last remnants of my clothes. He had me lay down, and started directing me. He had me cupping my breasts, playing with myself, splaying my legs open the whole time. My eyes were closed the entire time. I didn’t want to see him as I did this. I heard him put down the camera on the table,, and hoped I was done.
I didn’t open my eyes until I felt something against my cheek. I opened and saw his cock head next to my mouth. I was a virgin, I had spent too many hours dancing, I had never had time to date. I shook my head. “No.” He tweaked my nipple. “150 if you suck me.” I looked at the cock and trembled a bit. “Fine.” He started feeding his cock into my mouth, going deeper, causing me to choke and try to spit him out. He plugged my nose, and kept feeding his cock down my throat, until I was deep throating. “Suck you slut.” Desperate to get him out, I sucked as best as I could, praying it would end soon, sucking over and over. Finally he began jerking and my mouth filled with salty cum, and I was forced to swallow, as his cock was still deep in my throat, and I’d have drowned.
When done he pulled me up and handed me the money. “Come back tomorrow and you can have your photos.” I shook my head. “I don’t need this kind of portfolio. He pulled me in to his arms. “You come back for the photos, or it is within my right to sell them.” I pulled away from him. “Fine.” I scampered into my clothes and ran from the flat.
I didn’t sleep all night. I didn’t want to go back, but he seemed a sleaze, and I knew he would keep his word. I walked past his building six or seven times, before I finally rung, and again he let me straight in without an answer.
I looked at him in his flat. “My photos.” He took me over to a computer. “I have a video for you to watch first.” I shook my head. “I have no time.” He made me watch, a video of the photo shoot, and of the oral sex. I felt him behind me, his cock against my back, as I watched. I was worried he would fuck me, but he forced me to my knees and pinched my nose until I opened my mouth. As he fucked my throat he pointed out the video camera I hadn’t noticed the night before. When done, and I had swallowed, he ordered me to clean him off.
He pulled me up and he saw my fear as he moved me towards the couch. “Oh no, I won’t fuck you. Your cherry has fetched a nice price.” I pulled away from him. “I am not a hooker.” He laughed and whispered. “If you don’t want that tape going to the police and the news, you will.” I shook my head. “You will be arrested as a John.” He shook his head. “John school, maybe a fine, you will arrested for the whore you are.” I shook my head, tears running down my cheeks. “I won’t be a hooker for you, there has to be something else.”
He took me up the stairs in the building to the top floor, where a door with a number pealing stood. “This is your new home. No more cheap hotel. Its all yours, though you will be paying me 60% of your income, in return.” I looked at the old bachelor suite, with a small day bed, a pealing kitchen and a tiny bathroom. “No.” He pushed me in. “One year, when you’re done, you’re free. You will service any client I ask, and you will enjoy it. Or you can go to prison, I am sure they will pay you in smokes for it.”
He showed me the closet, and ordered me to dress in stockings and garters, a corset, a thong, and a coat. He kissed me. “Your first client is waiting. Here is his address. I will expect you back when done, or the cops will come looking.” I took the paper from him. “Fine.”

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Our New Hot-Tub Friends!

THE HOT TUB
Nobody knew her, or her friend. They were clean-
cut, and both very handsome. They walked, and
touched each other like they had known each other
forever, slight nuances of love that get better
with age, and more subtle. We were sitting at our
usual table, my husband and I, both transfixed by
their elegance as they walked, no, glided across
the restaurant, led by a waiter that seemed out of
place in their company. They sat at the table
next to us; they turned just as we noticed we were
staring. They smiled, exposing perfectly white
teeth. We smiled back, feeling somewhat awkward,
being so near them.
They ate, and we ate, occasionally looking, subtly
we thought at their perfect bodies, trying, but
not hard enough to conceal the desire we both
felt. See, we too had been married awhile, and
knew each other too well. We couldn’t hide it
from each other, so, it became a game, to hide it
from them. What would we do? We were enthralled
by every movement they made, every ripple of their
clothes, that belied the toned flesh beneath
moving, showing tiny flashes of bronze skin
between buttons on his shirt, or on the slit in
her skirt.
We started a conversation, about this and that,
one thing after another until we were conversing
like old friends. I invited them over for
cocktails at our house after dinner. We paid, and
left, with them following us in their car. We
looked at each other, red-faced with a hint of
embarrassment, thinking of things that we knew the
other was thinking, but, too excited to mention
out loud. What do we do now? What have we done?
We all went back to our house, we all hit it off
very well talking about life, love and being
married. We started pouring more wine and all got
a bit uninhibited as the evening went on. The
other mans wife turned on some music and I started
dancing with her and laughing…the wine was
taking effect nicely. I suggested that we all go
in the Jacuzzi, the other lady says great!
Immediately, the woman started stripping in a very
seductive way. She has a very lovely body,
although she and her husband are older than my
husband and I, we all stopped and looked as she
started stripping to the music…very erotically
… flinging her short skirt at my husband and
exposing her bare pert breasts for all of us to
see.
I say. “Oh what the hell,” and start to strip too,
although I don’t think my body is as nice as hers,
I’ve never had any complaints from men and my
large full breasts seem to impress her husband and
I know that I am turning him on. We girls both
head for the Jacuzzi while the men get us some
more drinks. She obviously is very hot and starts
starring at my tits…and I say, “Go ahead and
touch them…they like that.” She comes over to
my side of the hot tub and takes both of them in
her hands and starts fondling them and then bends
down and starts licking them. I start to moan,
and tell her, “I’ve never had another woman touch
me like this before,” and she says, neither has
she. I start caressing her back and her small
firm breasts, those firm little titties with very
erect and large nipples. When the men arrive and
saw what was going on, it does not take long to
notice their swelling cocks and in short order,
they both had nice hard ons. When they get in the
hot tub it seems to break the ice and we all seem
to be a little less tense. Of course the drinks
also help ease the tension.
Everyone remarked how nice it was to be naked and
in the warm water and the compliments were quickly
exchanged and well as a few appreciative touches.
After a few minutes of looking and touching each
other, some touches under water, the other man
gently pulled me to him and kissed me. It quickly
turned into a very wet passionate kiss and I could
feel his hands stroking my back and buttocks. I
looked over to see my husband had also started
fondling the other women’s body in a similar
manner but concentrating on her firm little
titties. I found myself being very aroused at
seeing him fondling another woman. I would have
thought initially, I might be more jealous.
The mood was getting increasingly “steamy” very
quickly, when I saw my husband lift the other
woman up and out of the tub and sat her on the
edge of the deck. I was watching all of this as
the other man started sucking on my tits and his
hand slipped between my legs massaging my clit.
My husband started licking his way down her
stomach and moving toward her pussy. When she
opened her legs wide, we all could see her
beautiful sex flower which was bright pink, moist
and waiting to be sucked and licked. My husband
really knows how to eat pussy and he started
licking her outer lips, running his tongue the
full length of her slit until he reached her
protruding clit. She arched her back and we heard
her moan ahhhhhhhh, yes!.
Her husband had slipped his finger into my wet
pussy and was fingering me as wall watched my
husband munching away on that obviously sweet
tasting pussy. I knew from experience that she
was experiencing a wonderful pleasure and decided
at that very moment I wanted to lick and taste her
cunt too. After watching a few more minutes, I
gently pushed my husband aside and said, “Let me
eat her, I’ve never eaten pussy before, and I want
to taste her, Now!” My husband moved aside and I
leaned over and slipped my head between her
outstretched legs. Sticking out my tongue I too
licked her as I liked having my husband lick me
and ran my wet tongue the entire length of her
pussy taking in the sweet pungent aroma of her
excited pussy. I really was enjoying this first
time experience and wondered why I had never tried
it before. It was so exciting too, to have our
husbands watching me eat this wonderful woman’s
pussy.
When I found her clit, I gently rolled my tongue
back and forth flipping the little button as
rapidly as I could and I heard her scream “Yes,
yes, Oh my Yes that’s it, right there!”…I
slipped two of my fingers into her sex tunnel and
start fucking her while my tongue continued going
wild on her clitty. Meanwhile, my husband got out
of the tub and stood next to her head so she could
suck his throbbing cock and give him head as I was
furiously licking her pussy. Her husband was
standing directly behind me and slipped his hard
cock into my pussy from behind and was fucking me
doggie style. Being able for all of us to watch
and feel all of the wonderful sensations, there
was a chain reaction when each person had a
shattering climax. I looked up at the precise
moment and saw my husband fill her sucking mouth
with stream after stream of warm sticky cum. The
volume was more than she could handle or swallow
and much of the cum oozed from the corners of her
mouth.
I could feel her spasm too and knew that she was
having a cum from my manipulation of her pussy
with my fingers and active tongue. I could also
feel the swelling of her husbands cock in my pussy
just before I could feel jets of his cum splashing
the walls of cunt. I was a very erotic and
exciting moment with lots of grunts and moans, but
one thing was for sure we had had a great sexual
experience in that short period of time. We all
collapsed and rested while we soaked up the
bubbling water therapy of the hot tub. We talked
and laughed about our feelings and the visual
stimulation of what had just happened. We all
agreed we wanted more and after a short rest,
Mary, the other woman, said that she wanted to
experience two cocks at the same time, one in her
pussy and the other in her ass.
My husband retrieved an air mattress from the pool
and placed it on the deck. He laid down on his
back and his cock was again hard sticking straight
up, ready for action. Mary moved over him and
lowered her pussy onto his prick and I held his
cock and guided it into her sopping slit. Once
she was settled in, her husband approached from
the rear and placed his cock at the entrance of
her tight ass. He inserted his finger in her ass
and after a few minutes of getting her acclimated,
slipped the head of his cock past the rosebud
opening of her anal passage. She was now fully
stuffed with two hard cocks.
I place a deck chair directly over my husbands
head and sat down facing them with my legs spread
and Mary immediately lowered her face in my pussy
and began repaying me for the wonderful pussy
licking I had given her. She certainly had had
some past experience at eating pussy as she used
“special” techniques that my husband should learn.
I could only imaging the sensations she was
experiencing, having two cocks at the same time
penetrating her body and tasting my dripping pussy
at the same time, It was Paradise, for sure! As
an aside comment, my husband told me later that
the feeling of another man’s cock just on the
other side of that thin membrane was really a
terrific feeling and something, he thinks, I
should try next time we have them over! As I sat
there getting eaten out by this wonderful woman I
could sense that the men too were getting close to
cumming as their strokes were in unison and as one
would withdraw, the other would thrust his cock
deeper and deeper until they both bathed her in
the hot stick cum. When they with drew from her
it was easy to see the cum leaking from her slit
and her ass. I wanted to be there to taste all of
that but I was too close to cumming myself to
move.
We again rested and it was close to midnight when
they said that they needed to get going. But
before they did leave, they said that they wanted
to express their appreciation to us for having
been invited to our home. They asked me and my
husband to just lean back on the mattress close to
the hot tub and while standing in the tub, the
husband started to lick my pussy again and she
started sucking my husband’s cock. A real nice
oral “thank you” I must say and the sensations of
being side by side like that and being “serviced”
by such a beautiful couple, well it was special.
You can imagine my surprise when they quickly
changed places and she was licking my pussy again
but he was sucking my husband’s cock like he
wanted to devour him right then and there. My own
husband was so astonished he didn’t know what to
say or do but it was not long before he realized
he enjoyed the feeling and shortly thereafter, my
husband rewarded him with a full measure of his
warm sticky love sauce filling his mouth until it
bulged his cheeks until he swallowed most of it.
He then kissed his wife and they each tasted the
others lips and shared the sticky cream from both
of us. Later, I asked my husband what it was like
being sucked by another man and he said after the
shock of it, he enjoyed it and thought he just
might reciprocate when we got together again. I
told him that it excited me to watch her husband
suck his cock and that I had cum from watching
that. I also told him that it would be wild
watching him suck the other man too. It was
really, a very erotic and sensual expression of
the good time they had with us that evening…we
were glad we invited them over and plan on doing
this again very, very soon.
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Sick Sisters

Michelle and Cary were sisters closer than any before them. Cary (23) had always admired Michelle (22) to the point of infatuation. Cary had to be around her little sister at all times, even as kids, so she could fantasize about a future with her. Now both girls are on their own and are living together while Cary goes to college and Michelle modeled. Cary couldn’t be happier that her blissfuly unaware object of her affection was sleeping in the same room as her. Both Cary and Michelle had distinct secrets; Cary was a lesbian by night, Michelle was a hermaphrodite by birth.
Cary knew all about her sisters penis/pussy combo and planned on somehow, someway, taking advantage of it and her so that all of her lustful dreams may come true.
It was a sunny summer afternoon on the balcony of the girls’ high up apartment, Michelle was admiring the lovely world around her, she was very close to nature. Cary was fumbling with a large clock she had just purchased online and was bringing it in after it was delivered. She moved it near the balcony so that the light would reflect off of the stain glass interior of it. She had however forgotten to mention it to Michelle while in her blissful state and she she turned to come inside, she cracked her head straight into the large woodan clock. She fell quickly and cary came to her aid. Michelle was unconcious, so she dragged her over to her bed and lay with her until she awoke. She thought about this being the perfect time to finally have her way with her, but scolded herself for thinking such a sadistic thing.
However the image of her beutiful sister laying serenly and hopeless on her bed got her hot…very hot…She needed to release herself badly. She began fingering her already damp pussy fiercely, moaning aloud as she pictured Michelle and herself making sweet love. Cary loved masturbating in nude, and thought she probably wont awaken in many minutes so she swiftly disrobed and continued pleasuring her hot cunt, moaning Michelles name.
Michelle must have heard something because she began to stir, unbeknownst to her sister. She awoke to find Cary, fully nude, sucking on her cum covered fingers. Cary realised her sisters awakening and greeted her akwardly, but to her suprise…
“Who are you…?” was the first thing that came from Michelle’s mouth.
Cary was stunned, but tested the waters, “Michelle hunny, you don’t remember who I am? Do you know who you are?”
Michelle pondered a second, “No…Aparently not…”
Cary was first scared, but that thought fled quickly as she thought of what power she had now.
“Well…Michelle…beleive it or not you have just been sent to me as part of a slave trade…Thats right…I bought you over the internet and now your home with me…”
“A…slave?” Michelle questioned fearfuly
“Why yes,” Cary responded, pointing to the box that the large clock came in, “A slave, you arrived this morning and just awoke. They must have had a bumpy ride over here…”
“Oh my…How could I not remember?” Michelle asked innocently.
Cary scoffed, “It isn’t my problem, the point is now I own your body so lets get this going…so come come, off with the clothes little slave.”
Michelle was baffled, “I don’t understand…”
Cary retorted, “Well then you must be stupid. Look around, does it look like I need a maid? I bought you as a sex slave bitch…”
Michelle gasped, “Oh god! I’m a whore!?”
“Not a whore, a slave, and for what I paid for you you better be a damn good one! Now off with the clothes!”
Michelle stared in disbeleif but dared not disobey her obvious mistress. She had no recolection of being a slave, nor of anything else, so she had to be right…right? In no time at att Michelle was reduced to her naked form, her 32c breasts, shaven pussy, and slowly growing 8 inch cock on prominent display. Cary eyed her animalisticly, her dreams so long eluded her but now were coming to life, Michelle had no choice but to submit to her every command. She shoved her roughly onto the bed and Michelle grunted weakly. Michelle began to feel powerless, like every muscle in her was abonding her as soon as her ‘civil rights’. Cary slowly climbed to her legs and focused directly on her cock. She took in in her fingers delicately, toying with it, forcing it to respond my hardening faster and faster. She traced a finger slowly and sencously up and down the now stiff rod and grinned.Cary positioned herself slowly over the cock and lowered her lips to it, at first teasing it with the tip of her tongue which spurred a gasp from Michelle, and then consumed it in her mouth. Michelle moaned softly but fearfuly in responce, squirming akwardly as this mysterious woman manipulated her body in a strange but oddly satisfying way. Cary dragged her full red lips up and down the stiff member. She twirled her tongue around and across the large pulsing meat in her mouth. Whithin moments Michelle was experiencing a sexual buildup like nothing she had ever felt before, and screamed aloud as she burst a torrent of hot thick fluids into Carys mouth. Cary gasped and pulled back, catching most in her mouth but much sprayed all over her wanting smooth face. She didn’t lick it off however, she relished in the feeling of her sisters thick cum all over her body, she wanted more.
“MMm bad girl you slutty slave…Your supposed to ask me permission before cumming.” Cary said scolding her.
Michelle obviously had no clue, “I’m so sorry ma’am! I had no idea about any of this…it all happened so fast…”
“No excuses,” Cary cut her off quickly, “And another thing, you will call me either Mistress or my Queen from now on.”
“Yes Mistress…” Michelle submitted.
With that, Cary grabbed a clump of Michelle’s smooth beautiful hair and dragged her to the bath tub. She ordered her to stay and masterbate herself while she got something. Michelle obeyed and quickly continued cumming, not yet recovered from the first time. She soon had a tiny portion of the tub filled with her cum. Cary returned quickly with a bottle of pills, but no clothes.
“These pills,” Cary explained, “Will help any man or woman cum even more than usual. At least four times as much. I want you to take two.”
Michelle soon realised that her mistress had some strange infatuation with her juices, she took two pills and downed them quickly before harm could befall her. Cary then took two herself and ordered her to lay down all the way on the large tub, and as she did, Cary position her sopping wet pussy over Michelle’s throbbing veiny cock. Slowly she let the thick meat enter her slimy slick cunt, both sisters moaning aloud as it did. Slowly but surely, she rode up and down on the slimey cum covered member, reaching up to fondle her perky firm breasts so to allow herself more pleasure.
“F…Finger yourself slut…” Cary commanded akwardly as she violated herself and her sister.
“Ohh…Oh god yes…mm yes my queen…” Michelle obediently obliged, not necessarily out of fear of punishment, but because she had herself become severly aroused and didn’t care what she was told to do. She reacher around her hard working cock and found her leaky wet pussy, firmly planting three fingers inside as she let out a loud moan.
Continueing this akward but satisfieng seesaw of pleasure, it wasn’t long until either sister was ready to burst. Cary and Michelle let out a scream.
“Michelle! Oh fuck yes cum inside me! Oh fuck yes cum all over us!”
“Oh god Mistress! I must cum! Oh god I’m going to explode everywhere!”
And with that the incestous duo unleashed a flood of both of their fluint, hot, thick cum all over the tub, and eachother. Cary dismounted Michelle and lay atop her, as they wrapped their arms around eachother and embraced in a passionate french kiss, rolling themselves in the now three foot tall pool of warm cum, becoming drenched in it hair to toe.
“Oh Cary…I want to be yours forever…” Michelle asked dreamily.
“What? You remember my name?” Cary asked shocked.
“Oh yes…” she giggled sweetly, “It all came back to me when you shoved my cock in your hot pussy…I just didn’t want to ruin the moment…”
They both sat up, dripping in their shared juices complelty soaked.
“Well…slave…the day is young, how about my mindless little slut licks her Mistress’ pussy…” Cary said seductivly.
“As you command, my eternal Mistress…” Michelle responded obediently, lowering herself for another round of hypnotic attraction.

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Pale Blue Eyes (revised)

Hey guys, i revised the story and fixed some grammar, added some more detail in the sex scene, and fixed some inconsistencies. Comment for part 2 give a positive vote too. i need feedback so i can write the second part.