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Speech Class III: The After Party

You favorite friends with benefits return in the third installment of Speech Class. This is a direct sequel to the sequel so you may want to read the first two first. I might write some more, but I might write a story with another theme.

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Mom-Son parts1-5

“I’ve dreamed about fucking you son many times, but I didn’t really expect anything to happen. I’m glad it did too, because there are many things about sex you don’t know yet.”

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Inside Me: C08

Inside Me
—– 8 —
After a lot of begging with mom to let Montana and her little sister stay over the Labor Day weekend, she finally gave me the go ahead to get permission from Ean.
I didn’t really know why I begged my mom so hard. Montana would help get Ean’s stuff out of me either way and I really didn’t want the two of them meeting each other. But some part of me did. Ean knew I was friends with her than. I couldn’t keep them apart forever. My absolute biggest fear was having predicted right how well they would get along.
Ean really did like Crystal a lot, I never saw them together but I could feel that he liked her from the way he talked about her to me over the phone when they were dating. She was almost perfect for him. Almost. Ean was trying everything on her. He was just too late. She was already damaged goods. Montana. If, and I hoped everything against it, if he took to Montana – she was still young. Untarnished. The only hope of me believing that Ean would think of her as too young went out the door with my virginity.
Ean said I was young, but I pushed him. I told him that age was nothing. He knew it already but I did my absolute best to reinforce it. Whatever barrier he had left crumbled as I dropped my body onto his penis.
Math class Monday wasn’t really the place to talk about cleaning out my vagina so we refrained until lunch. That was when I learned about a douche. I was getting pretty scared as she talked about it but she said she had done it once before. I didn’t know though. Sticking a tube that far up into me and squirting water to flush out my brother’s cum.
First of all, I didn’t want anything inside me except my brother and his cum. That carried over into the second of all, I felt guilty washing him out of me. Montana said that there wouldn’t be much left anyways, but probably enough to send of a red flag to a gynecologist.
The conversation carried over from lunch where I walked with her to the middle school. It was about a fifteen minute walk.
“Yeah, mom usually douches when she’s on her period and dad is in one of his happy moods.”
“Is, is that the one I’m using?” I asked a little scared and disgusted.
“No, I found hers and asked what it was and for some reason she bought me one. You’ll use that. I only used it once and I was clean to start with. I just wanted to see what it was like.”
I smiled awkwardly. For some reason, I was comforted that I was going to use her douche. At least more so than using her mom’s.
We reached my old middle school just as masses of kids began funneling out. They all looked so young to me. I guess being around high school people all day made me expect all kids my age to look like that. Even though I was just barely out of that middle school.
A young girl came running up to us. I put the excitement in her face and somewhat familiar characteristics into what was most probably Montana’s sister.
“Is this her, his sister?” she jittered in an almost annoying little girly voice. I had to blush a bit from the attention though.
“Yes Bentlee.”
“You’re really pretty,” she told me. That must have turned my face a deep shade of red. “I can see why your brother likes you so much.” She just wouldn’t stop. Blood was pouring into my face.
“Yeah, that’s right,” Montana said as if it just popped into her mind, “Bentlee was in the room with me the last time I called. You know, when I had to yell at you.”
The little girl was beaming at me as I tried looking away. I wished so much she wasn’t there right then.
“Don’t worry,” Montana said looking at my undoubtedly purple face, “she’s part of the club too.”
“What club?” I asked not really wanting to know.
“Club Ean!” Bentlee almost shouted. It was the most uncomfortable situation I had been in in a long time. It was incredibly embarrassing but at the same time, it made me feel really special. I was Ean’s sister. I felt so popular. At least with them.
Montana must have seen my extreme discomfort and started leading the way to her home.
Bentlee stared at me the whole way to her house beaming with a bright smile. I wondered how much Montana had told her about Ean and I. Montana seemed to notice her little sister.
“Don’t mind her. She would give anything to be in your position. She liked Ean ever since he started dating Crystal but when she found out about you two, she got some crazy idea in her head that Ean likes all younger girls and now she thinks she has a chance with him.”
“I’m only one year younger than her,” Bentlee protested.
“Two years Bent, you’re only twelve,” her older sister scolded.
“Yeah, for only two more days,” she scoffed.
“Besides, you don’t have what it takes up here,” Montana said tapping her head.
I felt almost like a third wheel, but I knew that I was the whole focal point of the conversation. We arrived at their house and I had to shamefully realize that I was surprised at how well off they were. Montana’s appearance didn’t really project well what her house did.
They weren’t overly rich or anything, they were easily at my level. I guess though with Crystal, money would become a little tight. When dad died, he had insurance and workers compensation. That pretty much was putting and going to put Ean and I through college wherever we wanted.
We entered and went straight up to Montana’s room. Bentlee tried following but her sister pushed her back and closed the door.
“Does she know what we’re doing?” I asked embarrassed.
“Yeah, pretty much. But I don’t know why she wants to watch.” Montana got onto the floor and pulled out a box from under her bed. She opened it and pulled out something that almost looked like a weird baby’s rattle in a plastic bag. She pulled it from the bag and handed it to me. “This one is a bulb one or something; my mom has one with a giant bag on it and a long hose. She said this one was easier for beginners. Now we go to the bathroom.”
I followed Montana to her door and out of it as she opened it. Bentlee was almost hugging it. I really didn’t want to be the one holding the thing in my hand as she stared from it to my face. I hurriedly walked into the bathroom before Montana. She shut the door in her sister’s face and turned around to take the thing from me.
“I cleaned it before after I used it, but we should probably do it again.” She headed to the sink with it and turned the water on.”
“When did you use it?” I asked curiously.
“About a year ago,” she said while rubbing it down with soap and water. I stood there uncomfortably not knowing what to do. I watched her filling it up with water, then she handed it to me. “Ok, now I guess you lie in the bathtub and then put it in you. Then you gently squeeze until it’s all gone. You can probably use the bath faucet to fill it up with warm water and do that for a few times until you feel clean. I’ll be outside.”
I looked hard at the douche in my hands unsure of everything. I didn’t want to be alone in my new friend’s bathroom overflowing my vagina with water and spilling it out into her bathtub.
“Why, why did you only do it once?” I asked.
“Well, I looked it up online afterwards and apparently it can cause infections and possibly make you infertile.”
I immediately pushed the object back into her. “No, I’m not doing it then.”
“Calm down. That’s only a possibility if you do it a lot. This is just once. And you’re going to the gynecologist tomorrow so they will be the first to see if anything is wrong with you and fix you up before you even notice anything. It’s better than them finding your brother’s sperm in you.”
“No, I don’t trust myself. The last time I put something inside me on my own, I almost destroyed my insides. The first time I put something in me, I thought I broke my virginity and I did partly.”
“Well, do you want me to call Ean to come over and have him do it for you?”
I was getting scared and it was showing. I never knew putting a penis or even a hairbrush inside me could cause so much pain but it did when I tried on my own. I knew what that thing, that douche, could do if I put it inside me. No way. But I had to do it. That’s what was scaring the daylight from my face.
Montana was just looking at me oblivious of what to do. I had gotten the go ahead from my mom for her to spend the weekend at my house and I knew I could persuade Ean. She knew that too. She would want to help me anyway regardless of that.
“Well,” she started, “I’ve done it before so I have experience. I could do it again maybe, for you.”
My weakened neck sprung up for my eyes to face hers.
“I’ve seen my sister naked before and myself, so it’s nothing new. Just have to push and squeeze something inside you. I’ve done it to myself.”
I really didn’t want what was happening to me but it was the only way. It was a moment where I would put my trust in her to a test. Montana looked pretty uncomfortable with it too. I could so easily strip naked to my own brother as he stared at me emotionless but it was this hard for me to take my pants down in front of a girl friend who was as uncomfortable as me.
“Only, only if you really don’t mind. I don’t want to make you,” I said uneasily.
Montana looked up to me and smiled awkwardly. “I don’t mind. It’s what girl friends are for. Besides, your Ean’s sister; it’ll probably be the closest thing to seeing him down there you’ll ever let me get.”
I didn’t know whether to smile or grin. It didn’t make much sense to me how she figured that. Just because we were related. But it did make me feel special.
“Ok, you have to take you pants and underwear all the way off. Probably your socks too. I can refill it for you in the sink but your feet will still probably get wet when it runs out of you.”
“Can’t we do it on the toilet maybe?”
“Well, I did mine in the bathtub. If you did it on the toilet, I might not feel as confident.”
“Ok, bathtub than.”
Obviously, my shoes and socks were the first to go. Then, I came to my more revealing clothes. I lingered on my belt but soon that was unbuckled. I popped the button on my jeans and shyly unzipped the zipper revealing my panties to Montana.
She noticed me uncomfortably eyeing her I think and turned around. I pushed my thumbs under my panties and slid them down with my pants. I dropped them to the ground and stepped out of them. Montana turned back around and looked.
“Wow,” she said; then catching herself, she blushed.
“What?” I demanded. “Tell me, we’re friends, tell me.” Was there something wrong with me? What surprised her? She said she had seen herself and her sister naked before.
“Well, I just thought you naturally had smaller breasts. I didn’t know you were actually that young.”
I immediately looked down to my vagina. I had pubic hair, not a lot but it was there. I was fourteen though. I had seen the drawings in the health books; I was young compared to them. I pushed my hand over myself covering that region from her view.
“I’m just late, that’s all.” I was so embarrassed. I regretted it all already.
“Don’t be shy. Ean obviously loves you. Any girl in the world would be crazy not to want to be you. You have the Ean gene.”
She was seriously obsessed with my brother. “He’s only my half brother you know.”
“I’ve seen pictures of your dad; I know where it comes from.”
“Can we just hurry up,” I begged as I climbed into the bathtub. Montana walked over to me and got on her knees as I reclined back.
“Ok, just bend your knees a little bit and keep them open. And trust me, young really looks good on you.”
The last thing I wanted to be doing while opening my naked legs to another girl was blush, but Montana had apparently made that her goal. From there, it was mostly silent between us. I was trying my hardest not to panic and Montana was trying her hardest not to mess up.
Slowly, she pressed the tip of the plastic tube into my slit. She fumbled around a bit before pulling it back out.
“What’s wrong,” I choked.
“Nothing, just a little dry.” She reached up and grabbed a bottle of conditioner. Popping open the lid, she squeezed just a little bit onto her fingers. She closed it and set it off to the side. I watched her nervously as she coated the tube with a thin layer of the soap.
She wiped the rest from her fingers on the side of the bathtub and lowered the syringe back down between my legs. Slowly, she eased it in. It was almost gliding in. She turned her head to me and smile. Feeling how smoothly it rolled into me and how well things were going so far, I smiled back.
“Does Ean feel like this?” she asked.
“He’s much bigger, and warmer.” I could feel the base of the plastic syringe push into my slit.
“Here we go,” she said. All of a sudden, I felt myself fill up with warm water. I looked down to Montana’s fingers squeezing the rubber bubble just outside my vagina. I was lost in the feeling.
More and more water poured into me. Then I could feel it starting to pour out of me. The warm liquid ran out of my hole and down my butt crack. I could see a small stream running down to the drain. Montana pressed harder on the bubble and water began almost splashing out of me. I could hear it like a small river falling an inch to the ceramic floor.
I looked up to Montana who was staring intently at my privates. I didn’t know what to think of it. All her focus was on my vagina as it poured free the liquid she squeezed harder and harder into me. I watched her fingers meet as the water ran out of the bulb.
Slowly, she slipped it out of me staring at it. She watched intently as the entire length pulled from my vagina glistening with liquid. The tip popped out from me and she looked over to me looking at her face.
“Sorry,” she blushed, “I just never did it to another girl. Definitely not one as pretty as you.” My face burned in heat from that comment. I didn’t know for what reason though. Had I had my pants and underwear on, I would have taken it very innocently. But I didn’t have those on and I didn’t really know how to take it. “If you’re comfortable now, you can do it and I’ll just wait outside.” She looked truly flushed with embarrassment.
“No,” I said sympathetically with a little bit of curiosity in my voice, “you keep doing it. It’s just so new; I wouldn’t be comfortable by myself.”
“Ok.” She turned around quickly and headed to the sink. I looked down at the stream of liquid still dripping from me down toward the drain. It looked clean. Maybe a little bit of what could have been semen. It might have just been my mind wanting to see it though.
Montana came back and dropped to her knees. Again, she moved the plastic nozzle to my slit. Slowly, she pressed in. I watched her as she tried her best to look casual, not staring to intently at what was happening but not knowing where else to put her eyes. The base of the tube touched my lips and she began squeezing. This time, she started off harder.
The warm water flooded into me again and almost immediately began falling out. Montana began looking more and more uncomfortable. I didn’t know what to do for her. Our positions had switched somehow. I was the one so exposed yet she looked worse off than me. I guess maybe because she was the one right there. Her hand was an inch from my most sensitive flesh and one wrong move could put her in a very awkward situation.
I didn’t know what I would do if she touched me there. I guess I would have just accepted it as an accident. I couldn’t get mad at her. Not after what she was doing for me.
Montana filled it up two more times before we both became so uncomfortable that we agreed it was enough. She handed me a towel and I got up to dry and dress myself as she spent her time cleaning the thing off and out.
Montana opened the door and her little sister almost fell back into her feet. Bentlee had been sitting down with her back leaning against the door.
“Don’t you have a life,” Montana scowled to her.
“I thought you were coming out earlier, why were you in there so long, did you watch her do it or something?”
“Why do you care so much?”
“Did you see any of his stuff come out of her?”
I pushed at Montana to retreat to the privacy of her bedroom. I really did not want to be the subject of that conversation. Bentlee looked up to me beaming. Montana and I hurried into her room ignoring the rest of what she was saying.
As Montana walked over to her bed to put the thing back in its box, I struggled to think of something to say that would take our minds off of what just happened. She pushed the box back under her bed and turned to me.
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell Bentlee anything about it.” She paused in thought real quick. “So, look around, what do you think I’ll need to bring to our slumber party.”
I smiled at the change of subject and started gazing around the room.
That whole day had ended well enough. I fell asleep that night with some very weird thoughts, but in all, I was very glad it was over and I was cleaned out and ready to face the gynecologist.
The next day at school was as repetitive and tedious as usual. I had my one friend though and that brightened up math class and lunch; although we didn’t really talk much that day. I went home that day to find Ean watching TV. My appointment was in an hour and mom didn’t pick me up for school.
“Maeghan,” Ean called as I tried sneaking back to mom’s room. I was so afraid that he was about to tell me that he was taking me to the appointment.
“What?” I asked a little worried.
“What’s this about a slumber party mom’s telling me I’m in charge of?”
“Umm, I keep forgetting to ask, but, is it alright if my friend and her sister come to stay this weekend? You know, we talked about it before.”
“I never said I was up for it.”
“Please Ean. I’ll do anything.” If he rejected me, Montana and her sister would kill me. I had told them I was taking care of everything, and all they needed to do was pack for it. “I know you’ll like Montana.” That was my trump card but unfortunately I had no idea how to use it right.
I was positive he would like Montana. I didn’t know if he knew that but I suspected he did. I really didn’t want him to like her though. But she was trusting me to keep her away from her aunt’s house.
“I guess I can do it, if you really don’t want the whole weekend alone with me.”
Damn him; making me choose between him and my only other friend.
“Trust me Ean, I’ll make alone time for just us if that’s what you want.” I smiled seductively innocent. He just grinned back.
I saw mom turn the corner down the hallway from her room and come toward me.
“Sorry honey, I lost all track of time.”
“Where you going?” Ean asked curiously as if he felt left out.
“Doctor’s appointment,” I said before mom could say anything.
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Mum gets it while unconcious

Why is it mothers always seem to look so good but the law says “NO”.
Mum is 47, 5’10” with dyed blonde hair to cover some grey. She has that motherly look about her; juicy tits and an ample backside.
I had been turned on by her curves since i was about 11 and now at 20 still at home but with some experience all i thought about was what i wanted to do to her. Touching her; groping her breasts and arse, i was obsessed. Even when nailing my girl my mind was on mums tits in my hands, i was starting to worry that i’d scream out “mum” whilst unloading.
With the twisted mind i’m blest with i came up with a suitably twisted plan.
Once a month she went out drinking with friends and they all met at our house to gossip and stuff before going, next time was about a week away so my preparations began in earnest.
Friday night came and at about 7 they started to arrive and the wine was flowing and the noise levels were deafening, like schoolgirls screeching. They normally leave between 8:30 and 9 so this was when my plan had to swing into effect.
I went into the living room and asked the ladies if they’d like another glass before they went, the cry was yeahhhh!!!. In the kitchen i poured out the wine and slipped a little something in her drink. then took them in to the ladies and they drank them down pretty quick so as to get going.
The plan in action i sat back turned on the telly and waited.
An hour later the doorbell sounded and i got up and looked out of the window to see two of mums friends waving at me, i opened the door and they explained that mum wasn’t feeling to good and could i give them a hand bringing her in from the cab. I duely obliged and we put her in the living room on the sofa, they asked if i would be ok with her and obviously i said yes. I showed them to the door thanked them and told them i’d have her call them tomorrow.
Once they left i strolled back into living room and asked mum if she was alright, she mumbled something about bed, i said i’ll take you up in a bit.
I sat down for half an hour watching telly before i said anything else, then i got up and went to the toilet. On the way back i “accidentally” fell onto her but there wasn’t even a movement.
Suddenly i felt nervous; my heart pounding at the thought of what was about to take place, i had hours to act out every fantasy i’d ever had. I just stood there for minute staring at her, then stroked her face moving down her neck to her upper chest, she was wearing a low cut black top showing a small amount of cleavage, and a black skirt cut just above the knee. Her high heeled boots coming up above her calves, she looked better than ever all dolled up. As i stroked her skin goosepimples appeared, i put my left hand under her right breast and felt the weight of it in my hand, i slowly closed my hand clasping it, my heart racing. I moved behind the sofa and leaned over her groping both breasts and gently brushed my cheek against hers, i moved round and sat down beside her, i pushed her skirt up bit and opened her legs gripping the inside of her thigh, fully clothed it was hard to do anything so i laid her out on the sofa.
I slid the straps of her top down her arms pulling the top down to her waist exposing her, i unzipped her skirt and shuffled it off(oh fuck she’s commando), there she laid in nothing but her boots, my cock was like steel, it had to be released.
I took my clothes off as quickly as i could, i turned mum onto her stomach and then pulled her arse cheeks apart then proceeded to lick the outer cheeks to moisten the area moving inwards flicking her anus gently expecting a reaction, not a murmur. I slobbered all over her licking and sucking her till she was soaking, i spread spit around my cock and mounted her slapping it between her cheeks then slid it back and forth, i could feel her rectum rub on the bottom of my shaft trying my best not to ram it in, i reached under her to hold her tits as i wanked myself with her butt cheeks, as i felt her hard nips in the palms of my hands i got a bit overexcited and a couple of my 9 slipped into her pussy, it was like an oven in there, and tighter than expected. I gave a couple of shallow strokes but this was to much, i quickly pulled out and spunked a bucket full over her cheeks and holes not wanting to cum inside her(to much explaining to do in the morning). I was gutted, my cock flopped and all i could do was rub my spunk into her.
I turned her over then went and got a drink, i had a think and then carried her up to her bed covering her with a blanket and returned to watch tv.
Half an hour past and i thought i must be ready for round two and so i was, i could feel that tingle. I rushed up to her and whipped off the blanket, buck naked i layed down next to her and turned her onto her side so we could spoon, my steel poking the gap in her legs. I slid my left arm under her to grope her tit, i lifted her butt cheek and felt she was still moist. I wanked my cock again whilst holding her tight, i put my thumb on her arsehole and it gave with ease, i replaced it with the head of my fatboy and put both hands around her tits and slowly bit by bit tried to get as deep as possible. I lifted her cheek and stuck a couple of fingers in her cunt at the same time bringing them out to her arsehole from time to time to keep it wet.
I needed to get full deep penetration, i pushed her over face down keeping my cock in her and held her arms by her side, i lifted up and out of her, and saw her anus stayed open for me, i pushed hard with my cock and spread her legs with mine at the same time, plunging in up to the hilt slapping my nuts on her minge, i pulled out and rammed it into her cunt closed her legs and straddled her, i grabbed her arms and used them as leverage to fuck as hard as i could arching her back as i pulled. It felt like the bucking bronco ride, i pounded the cunt out of her.
I turned her over and put her legs on my shoulders lifting her bum so my cock sat at her arsehole, straight in it went opening her pussy on every inward thrust. I pinned her legs toward her tits holding the heels of her boots raising her holes for good access, the tightness of her arsehole the smell of her leather boots coupled with the sight of her tits wobbling took me to the edge quicker than i’d imagined and before i could do anything about it my cock swelled and spunk shot into her bumhole, and seeped back past my cock and nearly onto her bed, i caught it and rubbed it into her pussyhole and onto her tits. I collapsed on top of her and rolled off exhausted.
I moved up to mums head and opened her mouth putting my semihard cock in, i stroked it across her tongue closing her lips around the shaft and cleaned myself with her tasty lips. Even semihard i got it down her throat with each thrust, i then shot some left over cum down there for good measure. Its an odd sensation to fuck her mouth without response but strangely satisfying.
I layed next to her for a while and then thought i had better do my best to clean her up and did. I put her clothes back on and took her boots off leaving her on her bed covered by the blanket.
When morning came she didn’t let on that she had any idea what had happened and just kept on about how rough she felt.
Here’s hoping it’s only her head she was talking about.

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The Devil’s Pact Side-Story: Mary and Diane in the Bathroom

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013
The Devil’s Pact Side Story: Mary and Diane in the Bathroom
Note: This takes place in Chapter 6 while Mark and Mary are eating dinner at the Japanese Steakhouse.
There were still hours to kill before I made my Pact with the Devil, tonight. And I was nervous as hell.
Mark suggested Samurai’s Japanese Steakhouse out on Mountain Highway in Spanaway as a pleasant way to take my mind off my worries. The closer to midnight the worst my nerves became. I didn’t think I could eat, but it sounded better than doing nothing. On the outside, the restaurant resemble nothing more than a warehouse. Between the corrugated metal walls and a tin roof made me stare at Mark as if he was crazy. This couldn’t be a nice restaurant. Or even a clean one.
“C’mon, Mare,” Mark said.
Mare was his pet name for me. It was somehow a diminutive of Mary. As if Mary could get any shorter. I mean Mare even has just as many letters. But, I liked it when he called me Mare. And filly, the name he called me when we’re getting frisky. It made me feel like I was wild horse, running free and only a mighty stallion could tame me. I was still struggling to find a nickname for Mark. In bed, I called him my big stallion. But you couldn’t call someone that in public. So I just called him Mark.
Inside the restaurant you wouldn’t know its part of a shitty warehouse. Rice paper walls and dark wood made it seem like a traditional Japanese house. The art on the walls were reproduction Japanese woodcarvings and watercolor painting. Simple, austere pieces of birds, flowers, waterfalls, or Mt. Fuji with a Haiku written in Japanese characters down the side. The waitresses were dressed in simple kimonos, black, with red flowers and cinched with red, wide sashes tied in elaborate bows at the small of the back.
The waitress led us to a circular table with a black, flat grill in the center. Another couple was already sitting there; a boorish man, short and round, his black hair greased back and dressed in an ill fitting, gray suit and red silk shirt without a tie. His date was a very attractive woman, porcelain face surrounded by black ringlets of hair. Her lips were pouty and begging to be kissed, covered in a dark red lipstick. She wore a sleek red dress, fitting tightly to her curves and falling to her ankles. There was a slit up the right side and her gorgeous right leg was clad in black, thigh-high fishnet and held up by a lacy garter belt. With her legs crossed, her right leg was proudly displayed through the slit. She turned as I set down next to her, eyes lighting up with interest. The dress was low cut, with a dipping oval cutout that exposed the snowy curves of her breasts. A ruby encrusted, silver pendant nestled in her cleavage.
“Hi, I’m Diane,” she said, warmly.
“I’m Mary and this is my boyfriend, Mark,” I introduced, smiling warmly at Diane.
“I’m Keith,” the boorish man said. He started to say something, when his phone started to ring. Without even excusing himself, he answered the phone, turning away from Diane and talking quietly.
“That’s the second time he’s done that,” Diane complained to me.
“Have you been dating long?” I asked.
She shook her head. “First date, and let me tell you it’ll be the last one. I think I’m done with online dating for a while.”
I giggled. “Well, I’ll keep you company, anyway,” I said, adjusting my posture to emphasize my chest in the white, corset dress I was wearing. I saw her eyes flicker down at my cleavage for a moment and a ghost of smile play on her red lips.
Keith hung up the phone and immediately started badgering Mark about sports, mainly the Seattle Seahawks. Mark clearly wasn’t a sports guy, unlike my ex-boyfriend, Mike, and he muddled along as best he could. Keith didn’t seem to notice, or maybe he just didn’t care, and started going in on a tirade about how this year the Seahawks were going to the Super Ball and that the refs better screw them over like last time. Not once did Keith acknowledge his date at all. What an asshole.
A waitress took our orders and a few minutes latter a Japanese chef arrived with a tray full of cooking supplies. He oiled the grill and started impressively dicing the meat and vegetables, tossing food into the air. He was quite talented, making funny jokes. It was clearly a well rehearsed and pretty impressive performance. He somehow sliced an onion and stacked it into a cone with some amazingly fast knifework, and then steam started to pour out the top, like a little onion volcano. I clapped my hands, delightedly, and then set one causally on Diane’s thigh.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Diane smile at me, grabbing a piece of grilled meat with her chopsticks and popping it into her mouth. Mark saw my hand on her thigh and winked at me, squeezing my own thigh supportively. Diane shifted in her seat causing my hand to slip down between her thighs; she smiled even more broadly.
Feeling real bold, I turned towards Diane, allowing my short skirt to ride up and spread my legs, flashing my naked pussy at her. Diane held up a piece of meat on her chopsticks and said, “You just have to try this.” As she brought it to my lips, her other hand slipped down and rubbed deliciously at my vulva for a moment and I moaned appreciatively. Her finger’s came away damp and she licked them, savoring my flavor.
“I gotta use the restroom,” Diane said, causally. Her date was on his phone for the third time and didn’t seem to even hear her.
“I’ll join you,” I answered, just as causally.
I kissed Mark as I rose and he whispered, “Have fun.” Mark was a great guy, very understanding. I’m glad I decided to stay with him.
In the bathroom, Diane wasted no time, pushing me up against the counter and plunging her tongue into my mouth. I sat up on the counter and wrapped my legs around her hips, my skirt riding up. I shoved my hand down her blouse and played with her firm, naked breast and hard nipple. I felt her nipple and marveled at how fat it was as I rolled it between my fingers. Diane loosened the laces on my corset and my breast popped out and she bent down, kissing my freckled orbs and then sucking one of my tiny, dusky nipples into her mouth. Her lips were firm and gentle she felts so good nursing my tit.
There was a gasp and we froze, my nipple in Diane’s lips, my hand down her blouse, as one of the waitress walked in. Her olive skinned flushed and she looked down at the floor and quickly walked into the stall. Their was the rustle of fabric and then she started peeing. I was disturbed by how erotic the sound was and was glad Diane started sucking at my nipple again, distracting me.
“Are you always this eager to fuck strange women in a bathroom?” I asked as she stroked my thigh.
“When I go clubbing, I love fucking strange women in the bathroom,” she moaned and then sucked my other nipple into her mouth.
“What about your date?” I asked, confused.
“I’m bi,” she answered. “Girls are fun, but I prefer men for long-term relationships.” She slid down and spread my thighs and licked up my wet slit. “What about you? You left your date quick enough.”
I thought for a moment and realized that I was bisexual as well, all Mark’s doing. “Mark knows what we’re doing,” I answered. “He likes watching me with other women. Sometimes we share them or watch each other. It’s so hot!”
There was a soft moan from the stall. I smiled, realizing the waitress was masturbating.
“Wow, wish I had a guy that special,” Diane said, then stuck her tongue deep into my pussy
“Lick my clit, you fucking slut!” I moaned, wanting the waitress to know what was going on. “Eat my pussy, you nasty whore.” Diane seemed to like the dirty names, because her tongue was really digging into my pussy. I shuddered on her face when she suddenly nipped my clit. “Oh, you’re making me cum! Oh, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I gripped her curly, black hair and flooded her mouth with my juices.
Diane stood up, face smeared with my juices. I kissed her, enjoying my musk on her lips, spicy and sweet. “God, you’re a squirter,” Diane said, breathlessly.
“Fuck, you know your way around a pussy!” I panted and she smiled, proudly.
I pushed Diane back against a tiled wall and slid down, pushing her skirt to the side to find her a lacy, black thong. I pulled it off and her pussy was covered by curly, black hair, neatly trimmed, her pussy wet and pink at the center. She smelled tangy and sweet and I ran my tongue through the forest of black hair and across her juicy labia. She tasted heavenly.
“Ohh, you’re tongue is nice, cuntrag!” Diane moaned. “Eat my sloppy pussy until I cum all over your slutty face!”
There was another muffled groan from the waitress in the stall as I dug my tongue deep into the warm wetness of her pussy. My hands gripped her firm ass, pulling her had against my mouth, stuffing my tongue as deep as I could inside her. She writhed, fucking herself on my tongue, smearing juices all over my face.
“God, you’re a good muff diver!” Diane moaned. “Fuck that nasty tongue up my twat, you fucking cuntrag!”
She grabbed my hair and ground her pussy on my face, using me as a fucktoy. It was so nasty, and my own snatch getting itchy again. I slipped a finger down and started fingering my own pussy, digging in deeply and searching for my G-Spot. Diane was moaned wordlessly, shuddering on my face and her pussy contracting on my tongue. I found my G-Spot and joined Diane in a mind-numbing, shuddering orgasm.
“That was amazing!” she purred, letting go of my hair. I stumbled back, falling spread leg on the floor.
“Yeah!” I stood up, brushing dirt from my ass and stumbled to the sink, my legs weak from my intense orgasm.
I turned on a faucet and started to rinse the pussy juices off my nose and cheeks, leaving some on my lips for Mark to taste. Diane joined me, she looked just as messy as I did. The toilet flushed and the waitress slowly walked out, flushed and breathless. There was a shy smile on her face and she washed her sticky fingers off in the third sink.
“We should get back,” I said. “Before your date misses you.”
Diane rolled her eyes. “He’s probably still on the phone. Christ, what a dick!”
The waitress snorted in laughter and we eyed her. She looked shyly away and finished washing her hands and walked out of the bathroom.
“We should do this again,” I suggested, watching the waitress’s shapely ass through the kimono before she disappeared through the door
“Yeah, I’ll take you to this hot club, the Clam Diver and we’ll have a lot of fun in the bathroom,” she said. “No boyfriends, though, it’s a girls only kinda place.”
“Sure, sounds fun.” We swapped phone numbers, kissed one last time.
Keith was still on the phone and hardly noticed that Diane returned. Mark stood up and I kissed him, letting him taste Diane’s delicious cunt. “Thank you,” I whispered as he held out my chair, like a gentleman.
Mark smiled. “You seemed more relaxed.”
I speared a slice of steak and realized as I chewed that Mark was right. I felt more relaxed. I was having so much fun with Diane that I completely forgot about the fact I was about to sell my soul to the Devil. Diane was very a special woman and I wondered what are next liaison would be like. I smiled and speared some diced vegetables and popped them into my mouth.

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Life’s a Beach Part 2

As she was released Mary slid up the other woman’s body kissing her way up over her stomach and breasts. Stopping to suck and nibble at the engorged nipples for moving up to kiss the mouth. Their tongues entwined as their bodies pressed together, nipple against nipple, cunt mound to cunt mound. Hearing a sound she looked over her shoulder at Billy, he was kneeling a few feet away his cock hard and erect jutting from his crotch. Moving higher she lowered her cum dripping pussy to the other woman’s mouth and watched as Billy moved up and slid his cock into the pussy that was slick with juices and her saliva.
The stranger tried to push Mary away as Billy’s cock sank easily into her cunt, Mary however pushed her hands away, pressing her cunt against her mouth.
“Stop that, you liked watching me and Billy. Well now he’s going to fuck your pussy while you eat mine”
Mary felt the figure try to struggle free, reaching down she grasped one of the strangers nipples in her fingers and twisted it painfully.
“I said stop, I don’t want to hurt you but fair’s fair, I sucked your pussy so you can suck mine and Billy can fuck you”
Mary felt a tongue slide over her swollen pussy lips and she released the nipple and gentle stroked it.
The moon was sliding across the sky, it was now fully overhead, lighting the area of the beach they occupied in a soft bright glow.
Billy plunged his cock into the stranger’s cunt, he felt her legs wrap around his back pulling him deep into her. Bending forward slightly he ran his tongue over his mom’s breasts before kissing her deeply, tongues entwining in passion. He could hardly believe what was happening, first he’d made-love to his mom and now he was fucking some strange woman on the beach. A stranger his mom had already licked out and who was now licking his mom out.
He felt the body below him convulse in an orgasm, cunt muscles rippling around his deep plunging cock. Sitting back up he grabbed the stranger’s hips and started to pound his cock into the convulsing cunt. His ears filled with the sounds of his mom’s pleasure, the stranger’s cries muffled by his mom’s cunt. Faster he moved pistoning his hard fuck-tool into the hot embrace of the woman’s pussy. He could feel his orgasm approaching, his balls tightening as they started to push his jism up his cock shaft on its journey. Driving deep he held still for a moment as he shot cum deep into the stranger’s womb, before once more pumping his shooting cock in and out of the stranger’s hot fuck-tube.
As he pulled his softening cock from the stranger’s cum filled pussy his mom sank forward to 69 the stranger.
Mary buried her face in the strange woman’s pussy licking and slurping her son’s hot sperm from her dripping pussy.
The two women sucked and licked each other to orgasm after orgasm until finally they pulled apart neither able to take any more.
Standing on shaking legs Mary slipped her dress back on fastening the straps around her neck. Billy was already dressed and as she picked up her shoes the stranger finally slid back into her jeans. They shared a deep kiss of goodbye before she took Billy’s hand to lead him away.
“I didn’t get your name, only your son’s”
“That doesn’t really matter”
“W w will you and your son be here tomorrow?”
“I don’t know, why?”
“I’d like to do this again”
“Maybe we will and then again maybe not, we’ll see”
With that Mary slipped her arm around Billy and together they strolled from the beach. It was late when they got back to the hotel and they went straight to their rooms. Chapter four: Shaven haven
Back at their room Mary slid out of the sand covered dress and headed for the bathroom, turning on the shower she stared at Billy’s razor sitting on the sink. Reaching down she slid her hands over her neatly trimmed bush, with a smile she grabbed the razor and shaving foam.
Billy dropped his clothes in his own bedroom, from the bathroom he could hear the sound of the shower running. Naked he pushed open the door his cock jerking in appreciation at the sight that greeted him. His mom was sitting on the toilet her legs parted as she carefully ran his razor over her pussy.
Mary heard her son enter the bathroom and looked up, taking in his erect cock she smiled.
“No point in asking if you like what you see”
“Why’d you decide to shave mom, I mean I’m not complaining”
Mary wiped the last of the cream from her pussy, looking down she was amazed at how erotic the sight of her freshly shaved pussy made her feel.
“Don’t you like it”
“It’s great mom”
With that Billy pulled his mom into his arms, kissing her deeply, lifting her he sat her on the edge of the sink. Reaching down he slid his hard cock into her naked pussy revelling in the hot embrace.
Mary wrapped her arms and legs around Billy’s body drawing him deep into her, marvelling at how hot he made her feel. She couldn’t believe the opportunity she’d been missing, that she’d never noticed how much a hunk her son had become. She decided then and there as he plunged his cock into her willing pussy that she wasn’t going to go back to her life of lonely divorcee and young son. She opened her mouth accepting Billy’s probing tongue as her pussy accepted his pistoning cock.
Billy lifted his impaled mom and pushing the shower door open with his shoulder stepped beneath the warm spray. Leaning her against the wall he continued to fuck his cock into her willing pussy.
“O fuck Billy mom’s gonna cum honey, O god yes Billy harder harder, O yes yes yeeeeeesssssssssssssss”
Mary’s body shook to her orgasm; moments later she felt Billy pump her womb full of his hot cum.
They stayed locked together as Billy’s cock slowly softened and slipped free from the warm embrace of his mom’s cunt. Breaking apart the washed each other before drying off, Mary took Billy’s hand and lead him to her bed. Chapter five: Maid Service
They slept late into the following morning; Mary awoke to the sun streaming in through the bedroom window and her son’s morning erection pressing against her arse cheeks. She smiled at the feel wondering what the day would bring, ‘first things first’ she thought. Climbing from the bed she headed for the bathroom to relieve her full bladder. Turning in the doorway she looked back at her son lying naked on the bed, arms spread and cock standing up to greet the new day.
She was sitting on the toilet when the door into his room opened; a middle-aged woman stood there dressed in a housemaid’s dress, a cleaning cart stood behind her.
” O gosh I’m terribly sorry I didn’t realise there was anyone still in these rooms”
Mary glanced guiltily at her open bedroom door thinking of Billy lying naked on it.
“That’s OK we.. I mean I overslept”
Mary had finished peeing and so sat waiting for the maid to leave.
“That’s OK, but you should really use your do not disturb sign”
“Yes I never thought”
The maid still stood looking at her, showing no signs of leaving, ‘it doesn’t bother me’ thought Mary and standing she flushed the chain and turned to wash her hands. She suddenly became aware that the maid had walked up behind her.
“You forgot to dry your pussy, here I’ll do it for you”
Mary stood still in shock as the maid slid a hand between her thighs, a finger pushed between her labia into her pussy.
“Wh What are you doing?”
“Oops I forgot the paper”
Mary moaned as a second finger joined the first,
“You’ve got a nice tight little pussy”
The fingers were removed and hands held Mary’s shoulders and turned her round. She found herself looking into the deep blue eyes of the maid. They kissed tongues thrusting as fingers once more slipped into Mary’s moistening pussy. They maid broke the kiss and smiled,
“I’m Jill”
“M M Mary”
“Hi Mary now why don’t I go hang the don’t disturb sign and then we can get down to business”
As she spoke she walked towards Mary’s room and stopped in surprise at the sight of the naked sleeping figure lying on the bed.
“I see why you overslept”
Mary blushed suddenly worried by what would happen next.
“But hold on I thought he was your son?”
“It’s not what you think”
“Isn’t it, look honey what you and your son do is your business. I’ll hang the sign and then I guess we’ll maybe see if your son can please two women”
Jill opened the hallway door and slipped the do not disturb sign on the handle before once more closing and locking it. Turning she walked towards Mary who stood in the bathroom doorway. She had noticed Mary the previous day, then she had seemed prim and proper, Jill had instantly decided to try and fuck her. Today she was different; she’d realised that when she’d first seen her sitting on the toilet. She wondered what had made Mary decide to fuck her son and then realised she didn’t care as long as she got to fuck Mary. Maybe she’d even let the boy fuck her; normally she contented herself with the female guests, but he had a nice big cock, certainly bigger than her husbands.
Smiling she kissed Mary lightly on the lips,
“Why don’t you undress me”
Billy had awoken to the sound of voices from the bathroom, when the housemaid had appeared in the doorway he’d quickly feigned sleep. Now through half closed eye’s he watched as his mom slowly undressed the maid. As each piece of flesh was revealed she kissed it, running her tongue across it. He watched as she kissed and licked the maid’s naked breasts as she dropped the bra onto the growing pile of clothes. Kneeling his mom slid the maid’s panties down her legs before burying her face in the revealed crotch.
At the touch of Mary’s tongue on her pussy Jill moaned in appreciation, reaching down she slid her hands through Mary’s hair. She stood there awhile enjoying the feel of the tongue lapping at the juices that now flowed freely from her aroused cunt. Looking across she saw the woman’s son staring at her; she smiled at him appreciatively, ‘ god’ she thought ‘his cock looked perfect for fucking’. Gently she pushed Mary away.
“Get on the bed Mary, I think I’d like to see you fuck your son”
Mary stood and walked over to the bed, swinging her hips suggestively, climbing onto the bed she crawled across to her son. She kissed him deeply, pushing her tongue between his parted lips before sucking his tongue between her own. She kissed her way down his body flicking her tongue out to lick his skin. In spiralling motions she moved lower over his chest and stomach, watching the muscles contract in excitement. Lower she moved until his hard throbbing cock came into view, running her tongue over and around his cock-head she savoured the taste of his precum. She allowed the cock-head to slip between her parted lips, as it sank deeper into her mouth she moved her tongue over it and allowed her teeth to gently score along its length.
Billy moaned, eyes closed in pleasure as his cock sank between his mom’s lips, the feel of her teeth sent shock waves of pleasure through his body. Reaching down he cupped his mom’s head in his hands; gently he started to push his cock in and out of his mom’s mouth. He started to move it faster as his mom sucked him towards orgasm, one of her hands squeezing and massaging his cum filled balls. He felt warm breath on his face and opened his eyes as the maid lowered her mouth to his; they kissed tongues entwined.
Jill broke the kiss and looked down at Mary’s bobbing head,
“That’s it suck your son’s pig cock, make him cum in your mouth. Fuck your mom’s mouth, shoot your jism into her belly”
Mary sucked her son’s cock, feeling the head push against the back of her throat, he was thrusting hard now, to stop from being gagged she’d wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft. As her mouth was flooded with her son’s cum she started to swallow it savouring the taste. Suddenly an image sprang to mind that she had seen on the Internet, it had been of two women sharing a mouth of cum, a snowball she thought it was called. She stopped swallowing allowing her mouth to fill to capacity with hot spunk, carefully she slid Bill’s cock from her mouth, reaching up she pulled Jill’s head towards her. Gently she eased Jill’s mouth open and then opened her own, allowing spunk to slide from between her lips into Jill’s open mouth. She found it an erotic experience passing her son’s sperm between her and Jill’s mouth, strings of it hanging from their teeth and lips, until finally they had swallowed it all.
Releasing Jill she turned back to Billy, looking at his still hard cock she smiled,
“Do you think you can shoot a load of your hot cum in mommy’s cunt baby”
Reaching up Billy pulled his mom to him and kissed her deeply, tasting his cum on her tongue. Rolling over he lifted himself over his mom who now lay beneath him, her legs parted and her eye’s burning with lust. Reaching down he pulled her legs up against her breasts, before easing his hard throbbing cock into her hot pink fuck-tunnel.
Mary closed her eyes in pleasure as she felt Billy’s cock slide deep into her waiting pussy as her knees pressed against his shoulders.
As Billy sank ball deep in his mom’s cunt he felt her cervix nip at his probing cock-head, bringing a cry from them both. Turning his head he looked at the maid who lay beside them fingering her dripping pussy. Slowly he started to fuck his mom; he lifted himself so that his plunging cock rubbed against her engorged clitoris. As their hips met in he rubbed his pelvic bone against her erect nubbin.
“O fuck mom that feels so good, shit you’re so tight mom, I love making love to you”
“O god yes Billy, mommy loves the feel of your cock in her hot pussy. Oooo baby yes fuck me hard, faster baby faster”
Billy started to move faster reaming his cock into his mom’s hot willing pussy; her face was flushed with her pleasure as he looked deep into her eyes. Faster they moved until with a cry of release he felt his cock jerk and start to pump his seed deep into his mom’s womb.
The feel of her son’s hot cum, scalding its way deep into her womb pushed Mary over the edge into an earth shaking orgasm. Her juices flooded around Billy’s cock as her cunt muscles milked his cock, drawing his cum deep into her womb.
Their cries of release were joined by those of Jill as she brought herself off to a shattering orgasm fingers buried deep in her spasming pussy. Billy lifted up releasing his mom’s legs before falling forward to rest his head in her heaving breasts. They lay there together while Billy’s softening cock slowly slid in a flood of cum and pussy juice form Mary’s cunt. Rolling over he lay on his back and watched as Jill slid between his mom’s parted thighs and buried her head in his mom’s dripping pussy.
As he watched the maid lick and suck at his mom he felt his cock stir and begin once more to harden. Reaching down he started to masturbate, coaxing his cock to a state of full arousal. Moving behind the kneeling woman he guided his cock to her dripping fuck-slit before plunging deep into her. Her head lifted from his mom’s cunt as she moaned in appreciation. As she did his mom slid round until mouth was below their joined bodies and her cunt still offered to the maid.
Billy fucked his cock into the maid as his mom’s tongue and mouth lapped at his moving cock shaft and sucked his balls.
Mary lay beneath her son watching his cock plunge in and out of the other woman’s cunt, licking his shaft and Jill’s pussy as his cock moved within her. Her body was burning with her own fast approaching orgasm as Jill’s talented tongue worked on her pussy driving her towards another orgasm. She dove in wanting to cum at the same time as her son and Jill. She lapped at Jill’s engorged clit, bathing it in her spit as she rubbed it with one hand while squeezing her son’s heavy balls with the other.
Jill was on fire, the feel of the large cock pistoning into her hot pussy and the tongue and finger on her clit were driving her wild. She met each thrust of cock with a backward thrust of her own, driving it deep into her womb as she sucked and licked the pussy below her. She cloud feel her orgasm fast approaching, lifting her head she plunged two finger’s into Mary’s dripping pussy and started finger fucking her, rotating her wrist to increase the sensations that rocked through Mary. Lifting her head high she screamed in pleasure as she orgasmed,
“O god yes yes yes yeeeeeesssssss aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh”
Billy felt the fuck-tunnel his cock was buried in clench around his cock as Jill orgasmed; the feel of her tight pussy pushed him over the edge and flooded her cunt in hot cum.
Mary grabbed Jill’s wrist thrusting her pussy against the deeply buried fingers, as moments later she came.
They lay together as they all recovered from their orgasms, talking quietly. Jill glanced at the bedside clock.
“Shit, I’ve got to get going before someone notices I’m not about”
Standing up she kissed Billy and Mary before starting to pull her clothes back on, once dressed she looked at the couple lying in each other’s arms on the bed.
“Looking at you two like that makes me think of my own kids in a different way. I wonder if my son would be willing to contemplate fucking his mom. If not maybe my daughter would be willing to let me eat her pussy.”
Mary laughed “You’ll have to ask them”
“Maybe I should, I know for certain that my husband would love to get in his daughter’s pants”
Jill headed back to Billy’s room, turning her head she smiled,
“Will I see you both again tomorrow?”
Mary shook her head, “No we leave first thing tomorrow”
Jill looked disappointed,
“I’ll give you our address, that way if you’re ever passing, well you know and you can let us know if anything happens between you and you kids”
“Yea OK that’d be good”
After the maid had left Mary and Billy slowly drifted back to sleep locked in each other’s arms. Chapter six: Night swimming The rest of the day Billy and Mary rested from their morning’s exertions, ordering room service and only venturing from the room to eat dinner in the hotel dining room.
After dinner they walked down to the beach for an evening stroll by the sea, as they walked along the beach they noticed a couple sitting by the rocks where the previous night they’d fucked the stranger. They waved wondering if it was the same woman or not, it was difficult to tell in daylight. They didn’t approach; neither of them feeling the need for company tonight, tonight they wanted to be alone.
“Jill told me there’s a cove a couple of miles down the beach where you can swim in private”
“Sounds good mom”
They quickened their pace, heading along the hard packed sand left by the retreating tide. After a mile they climbed up a steep cliff face and found themselves walking along the coastline high above the sea. The lights of the town glittered in the distance, suddenly the cove opened before them with a steep drop to the beach below. Carefully the made their way down the gravel covered slope until they stood on the warm sand. The sun was sinking towards the horizon, bathing the cove in a golden glow that set the sea on fire. Look around they realised Jill hadn’t lied the cove was empty, the beach a smooth virgin swathe of sand.
Mary glanced at her son as she kicked of her shoes.
“Last one in is a chicken”
With that she ran down the beach her T-shirt floating behind her as she struggled out of her jeans before she ran naked towards the surf.
Billy laughed at his mom’s running back as he pulled his shoes and socks off; skimming his jeans down he ran towards the ocean, dropping his shirt on the way. Running through the surf he dove into the warm clear blue water and swam after his mom.
Mary screamed with laughter as Billy grabbed her legs pulling her below the surface, they came up for air side by side.
“You’re a chicken”
“Am not you cheated”
“O yes”

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Cooking with Gas

I was a young 20 years old with big dreams and I just had moved out of my mother’s house and into my very first apartment. It wasn’t the greatest place but it was my place. It was an old converted hotel. They had knocked out a wall and made one room into a bedroom and turned the other room into a kitchen, living room and a dinning room. Needless to say there wasn’t much room left.
After moving my stuff in, I realized that I had no food in the joint. “Off to the store.” I thought to myself. And with that thought I went on my quest for food.
Once I got to the store I grabbed my cart and began to hunt. Well at least the modern day type of hunting a naĂŻve kid does. I never realized how much crap goes into cooking until that time.
“You seem lost.” A sweet voice said to me. When I turned to respond, I was greeted by the most beautiful green eyes smiling at me. “Ah” was about the only thing I could say. “You have never shopped before have you?” She was pointing to my cart which only had a box of Captain Crunch and canned beans. “How could you tell?” I squeaked. I quickly coughed to try and look some what manly.
“My name is Elizabeth” extending her hand to shake my hand. “Will” I responded. I think she knew I felt a little awkward. I couldn’t help not being awkward! She was kind of tall for a lady, about 5’9” and maybe 145 pounds but I was never any good at guessing weight and she was in her early 30’s. I found out 34 later. Elizabeth also had emerald green eyes and fiery red hair which draped over her shoulders. She was wearing a very professional looking pinstripe dress and she had radiant white skin. Almost like a porcelain doll.
“Is this you first time shopping for food?” She said. “Is it the obvious?” She laughed softly “Yes” I must of turned red of embarrassment which she took as anger. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make you mad.” “I’m not mad. Well at least not at you.” I lowered my head when I responded. “Where do you live?” She asked. “Down at the old hotel.” “Well would you like to learn how to cook a little bit more? Or do you and the Captain have it under control?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Sure” I said “What are you? Some type of cook” she coolly smiled and said “Something like that”
After some small chat she gave me her phone number and directions to her house. She said her kitchen as a bit better than my place. First of all I found out she was the head chief of the best bistro in town and she taught at the local college. Her ‘house’ was more like a mansion and her kitchen was bigger than the slum hole that I lived in.
After a few months of lessons I was leaving the Capitan behind and creating my own dishes. “Can I ask you a question?” I said as I was washing some carrots. “Sure, be my guess” as she lifted her glass of wine to her red lips. “Why?” “Why what” She looked at me with a bit of a puzzle in her eyes. “Why are you teaching me how to cook? And allowing me into you house? Not to sound ungrateful but you didn’t even know me when this all started! I could have been one of those crazy people that would have killed you and turned you into a pie or something like that!”
She giggled a bit and said “Because I thought you were cute and besides crazy people don’t eat Captain Crunch” “They might!” I said with a smile “Ok then crazy man, how would you turn me into a pie?” “Ma’am you would be too good to be a simple pie” I answered with a bit of flirtation. “Oh really?” She seemed a little flattered “Really” I felt my face turn flush. “So how are the carrots coming along?” Elizabeth asked. I think she realized I had become a little embarrassed with the flirting.
Time had passed and summer was coming in. That only meant one thing, fresh fruit and good wine. “What are we learning today?” I asked “A simple fruit salad with a red wine dressing!” Elizabeth said with a smile. “Then let’s waste no time. To the kitchen!” I tried to use a super hero’s voice. Elizabeth shook her head “You need help.”
It was a beautiful Sunday and I was with such a lovely teacher, it was almost heaven! “Save the wine we don’t need anymore for the dressing. Besides what well we drink with the salad if we use it all?” “Good point” I said. I watched her stir the bowl of dressing and I thought to myself “Man she is beautiful!”
Elizabeth was wearing a green shoulder less linen sundress that really showed her body off. Her red hair was neatly done and graced her silky shoulders. I had often wondered what it would be like to kiss them and the way to her full lips.
“What are you thinking?” She asked. I must have been staring because she had a strange look about her, like she was looking into me. “Oh nothing” I said. “Right.” She said as she served the salad. “Then why were you staring?” “Staring?!” I was startled by her coyness.
“Look I need to tell you something” Elizabeth said “Let me guess. Over the past few months you have been poisoning my food and now it is time to kill me?” I had jokily said “Not quite” she said “Oh I got it you find me irresistible and you want me to be your man servant!” “Well not a man servant” She smiled “But that isn’t it either” “I see you just want” Before I could finish my next statement Elizabeth blurted “I’m a man!”
It was quite for what seem like hour or so. “And?” I finally said. “Don’t you get it? I’m a man!” Now Elizabeth seemed to be almost crying. “Well almost a man. I’m becoming a woman” She looked away with those words.
“Once again, and?” I said to her like as if she said she wasn’t a natural red head. “Aren’t you a little freaked out?” She asked. “Nope” I responded “Well maybe by the fact I think you use too much salt to your food.” Elizabeth laughed as she wiped tears from her face “Salt adds flavor!” she joked.
We spoke for a long time over dinner and late into the night. “So do you know a lot of ladies like me?” “Not a lot but some” Elizabeth then asked “Are you gay?” “I wouldn’t say gay. More like a lazy bi sexual.” Elizabeth looked confused by my statement. “What do you mean?”
I looked upwards trying to think of the best way I could describe what I meant and it pretty much came down to I like ‘special’ ladies. I told her how I had two encounters with boy during my high school years and almost didn’t have any more. Then I told her of an encounter I had at a Halloween party where a friend and I went and a doctor and nurse.
“He lost a bet” I said. “A bet?” Elizabeth asked. “Yea. To tell the truth I don’t even remember what the bet was but it ended up with him dressing up like a nurse.”
Elizabeth took a sip of wine and asked “So what happened?” I thought for a moment and replied “We went to a party and smoked a lot of weed. My mom wasn’t home for the weekend and my friend couldn’t go home stoned.” I took a long draw from my wine glass “So we called his house and convinced his parents to let him stay at my house. Needless to say we smoked more weed and talked about who we would like to ‘do’ at school next thing I know I was watching my friend, dressed like a sexy nurse, jerking off” Elizabeth seemed to be hanging on my every word “Then what” she said over her glass. “Well” I started “I don’t know if it was the weed or both of us just being horney or even the combination of both, but next thing I know we were in the 69’ position having one hell of a time!”
“So.” Elizabeth said shortly “You like ‘ladies’ like me?”
“Yes” “Do you like older ladies?” Elizabeth asked with a hint of evilness.
I smiled back at her “Only if they know how to cook”
At that time Elizabeth excused herself and told me to stay put. I felt my heart skip a beat knowing what was about to happen. “I’ll stay right here” I said as coolly as possible.
As soon as she disappeared from sight I started to freak out! I was about to have a night of passion with one of the sexiest creatures on the planet. Her lovely red hair, her green eyes staring at me!
At that time I don’t know if it was the wine of the raw emotion of fear, but I stood up and then promptly passed out.
“Are you ok?” I looked up into Elizabeth’s eyes. “If dying and going to heaven is alright then I’m more than Ok” She smiled.
Elizabeth took my hand and helped me up “Come with me” and she guided me to her bed room. She was wearing a black corset with matching stockings. She was also wearing a pair of black panties that didn’t hide her bulging cock.
“Do you like what you see?” She asked. My voice failed me and I squeaked “Yes!” I turned beet red. “Relax and let me make you happy.”
She moved in slowly and pressed her soft lips onto my lips. Slowly our lips parted as our tongues danced with each other. Elizabeth pulled way from me so she could unbutton my shirt. After she pulled my shirt off of my body she leaned in and kissed my nipple. “Oh!” I shuttered. She let a slight moan out as she continued to kiss and lick both nipples.
“You have me so turned on!” I said. She gave me an evil smile. “We haven’t even gotten started.” At that time she had turned me around and pushed me onto the bed.
Elizabeth then began to straddle me and kissed me deeply. “MMM you do like me!” she said noticing my growing erection. “Can I see?” She asked “Please do!” was the only response I could offer. She slowly kissed down my chest and belly and slowly unzipped my pants. “Oh!” Elizabeth gasped “I guess someone did eat their veggies” and with that corny line she had pulled my hard cock from its cotton prison and wrapped her hot mouth around it!
“Sweet mother of God!” I screamed. Her mouth was so hot that it almost caused me to cum. I was so turned on I thought my cock was going to rip in half. I looked down to see Elizabeth’s emerald green eyes looking at me. Then in one deep swoop she took my entire cock into her mouth.
The combination of red lips, green eyes staring at me and all of my cock in her caused me to lose it. “Oh Damn!” is what I said as I exploded in her mouth. Elizabeth bobbed up and down my cock taking every drop of lust I could give! “God that was a lot!” She said.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t hold it!” I was a little embarrassed. Elizabeth laid beside me and said “Don’t worry we have all night” With that I kissed her.
I could feel her cock against my leg poking me through the silky fabric of her panties. I reached down and felt her. She was hot and hard with a small wet spot. I then laid her on her back kissed those silky shoulders, it was nirvana! After a short time I found myself pulling Elizabeth’s panties to the side so I could taste her. Her precum was sweet and thick it was divine!
The moaning of the goddess had caused me to get excited again and I found myself filled with lust. “Put in me” She said. “Put that hot cock in me now!” I rose up and lifted Elizabeth’s legs to my shoulders. Her eyes, those beautiful green eyes, begged me to turn her into a woman.
I began to ease my cock into her, slowly at first. Then with each thrust I went deeper and faster. “Fuck Me!” Elizabeth demanded “Fuck Me Hard!” I watch as my cock disappeared into her and I watch her cock dance against her black corset.
“Harder you bastard!” she screamed “You like this don’t you? Bitch!” She moaned loudly with those words. I stroked her cock as I reamed her hard!
“You want it Bitch?” “God yes” She screamed. All of the sudden her eyes grew wide and her mouth opened. I felt her cock twitch in my hand and I got to see her white cum drench her corset! I also felt my cock to become more sensitive and I felt that intense feeling before release.
“Oh my God!” was the only words I said as I began to fill Elizabeth. We both trashed and screamed. So much so if you didn’t know any better you would had thought that we were killing each other.
We laid silently and then drifted off to sleep. We saw each other for a long time learning how to cook. After awhile I joined the military and last I heard she had gotten married. I just hope her treats her well because if not. I will.

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Vampiric Love Chpt. 1

Hello, my name is Matthew I’m 5 ft 3 in, I have blond hair just long enough to cover my ears, but cut short in the front to not cover my eyes, I have a very slender physique, blue eyes, I’m in advanced classes at my high school, I’m not the smartest kid but I’m up there. I’m a freshman, and I’m gay.
I had one crush and his name was Leonardo, he had long sleek black hair, he was slender like myself, in the same classes as me, he was my height give or take an inch, with piercing green eyes, he always wore jackets to cover almost all of his body, and long pants, even during in summer, I didn’t think anything of it but other people thought it was weird, and I don’t know why but I just wanted him so badly, I yearned for it, I craved for him.
One week before school lets out is where my story begins, I still had not brought up the courage to even talk to Leonardo, and yet he kept looking at me, he would constantly stare at me during any class, I would always think there was something wrong with me that he didn’t like so I never approached him. The bell rang, I went to my third period class the class that I have Leonardo in World History, he always aced that class, like he was actually there, when I got to my desk there was a note on the desk it said “meet me after the final bell rings in the forest behind the school.” I looked behind me and saw Leonardo nodding at me. I blushed at turned around, I was stunned to think that he liked me, the rest of the day I couldn’t think, I was to apprehensive to do anything but stare at the clock and wait for the final seconds counted down to signalize the final bell, once it rang I moved quickly to my locker to grab my things and then to the back of the school, I walked towards the fence that signalized the end of school property and the beginning of a forest. I saw Leonardo leaning on a tree looking at me. I walked over to him and about a foot away from him I stopped and just stared at him waiting for him to do what he asked me to come here for.
Leonardo: Matthew, I know you like me, and I in turn like you back, but we can’t be together, I’m sorry.
He started to walk pass me and off towards the gate, I couldn’t let him I grabbed his arm.
Matthew: No! I want to be with you Leonardo I’ll do anything!
He stopped and raised his eyebrow.
Leonardo: Anything?
Matthew: Yes, anything.
He embraced me and brought his head over to my neck. And then I felt a sharp pain.
Matthew: Ow! What…. What are you…? What are you doing…….?
I lost consciousness.
Sometime Later
I heard angry voices as I slowly gained consciousness.
Unknown 1: But father I love him!
Unknown 2: No! You know the rules! No unauthorized transformations! You will be punished for this!
Unknown 1: Father be quiet.
Unknown 2: Why should I!
Unknown 1: Because he’s waking up. I’ll take him to my quarters I’ll discuss my punishment with you later, right now he needs more rest, and we don’t want him going crazy all over the city.
Unknown 2: Fine.
I lost consciousness again.
More time later
I woke up in a small room, on a bed, a window to my left next to another bed, I saw three doors, one open a closet, and the other two closed going to somewhere that I didn’t know.
Leonardo: Hello sleepy head how are we feeling.
Matthew: Leonardo! Where am I!?!
Leonardo: Why do you need to know? I thought you would be happy enough that I’m your boyfriend that you wouldn’t care where you were.
Matthew: We’re a couple now?!
Leonardo: Of course silly, that’s why I bit you.
Matthew: But why’d you bite me!
Leonardo: Matthew…. I’m a vampire….
Matthew: What!
The window next to Leonardo shattered.
Matthew: What the hell was that!
Leonardo: Your technique, I’m surprised I thought it would be reading, not telekinesis.
Matthew: What are you talking about!
Leonardo: Matthew, I’m a vampire, when you said you would do anything to be with me I bit you, causing you to turn into a vampire, no we’re not bloodthirsty monsters, each vampire has a unique power that we call their technique, we live forever, and Matthew we are immortal. Matthew we are gods.
Matthew: What do you mean not bloodthirsty monsters! You drink blood, and monsters cannot be gods!
Leonardo: You mean we, and we’re not monsters, my family lives together with society, we drink animal blood to saite our hunger. Yes Matthew, we are gods super intelligence, super speed, super strength, and unless another vampire kills us we’re here forever, we are immortal.
Matthew: That’s amazing!
Leonardo: One slight problem….
Matthew: What’s that?
Leonardo: When you change you have to live here at our house.
Matthew: So? This place isn’t so far, well as much as I’ve seen anyways.
Leonardo: Matthew…. You’re losing your normal human life, and your normal human parents.
Matthew: What’d you mean?
Leonardo: Now that you’re a vampire you have to stay here until you can control yourself and even then you couldn’t stay with your parents they would find out eventually, my father will have to send them away but make it so he can sign adoption papers for you.
Matthew: Ok…. My life sucked anyways… my family was a mess.
My family was close to a divorce, my mother, too lazy to work but yells at my father to work, my father also to lazy too work, they could barely afford school for me.
Leonardo: Well then, since it’s that easy, which it never is, I have to go talk with my father, you go back to sleep you need your energy, I’ll see you in the morning.
Matthew: By the way, how long has it been since that day in the forest?
Leonardo: Just a week.
Matthew: What! I slept for a week!
Leonardo: Yea, it was a lot shorter than it should’ve been personally, just go to bed.
Matthew: Ok….
I fell asleep.
I awoke later to Leonardo waking me up.
Leonardo: C’mon sleepy head, we got stuff to do. I gotta get some training in for you today.
Matthew: Training?
Leonardo: Yea, now that you’re a vampire and you’re super powerful, we got to harness that energy and keep it under control and find tune it so you can use it when you need to. Follow me.
Leonardo led me through a series of corridors and out onto a training field, it was the house’s backyard, it was huge, it was about half a football stadium, filled with training dummies and other exercises. For some reason all of the training dummies were all made out of some type of metal.
Leonardo: Matthew this metal is the hardest metal you will probably ever see on this planet, now I want you to punch it as hard as you can.
I walked over to it lined up my punch and sent it home, the dummy shattered into pieces, I looked at it like it was some kind of joke.
Leonardo: Wow, you shouldn’t have been able to break that on your first try, it takes most new recruits a couple weeks to break it.
Matthew: Really? That was easy.
Leonardo: Ok then onto the next test.
He brought me to a small ring with little holes all around the ring once he closed the door I was basically surrounded by holes including the roof above me it was about ten ft all around.
Leonardo: Ok, this test is about speed, and reflexes, each of these holes will randomly shoot out a copper arrow, if you get hit by more than ten you lose.
Matthew: What! There are holes everywhere!
Leonardo: GO!
Arrows started to fly out of the walls my natural reflexes started to kick in as I dodged arrows left and right, I felt a couple pains in my ankles and two or three in my shoulder area, I was dirt tired after the exercise.
Leonardo: Congratulations, you passed but just barely, I’m surprised though, it took me a week to get through that one, you have a good natural talent to be a vampire.
Matthew: Thanks, but what do you mean barely, I’m pretty sure I would’ve felt an arrow Leonardo.
Leonardo: Check again, smarty pants.
I checked my ankles and sure enough there were three there and six in my back area.
Matthew: How come I barely feel anything?
Leonardo: Because one the arrows have no tips it’s just wood, and two the wood is barely able to pierce your skin because you’re a vampire.
Leonardo helped m e pull out the arrows, and then proceeded to take me to another test, intelligence.
Leonardo: Ok, Matthew we’re not going to have an intelligence test for you, I know how smart you are.
Matthew: Ok what is this test for then?
Leonardo: This is your final test, sparring.
Leonardo brought out a chest; he opened it and inside was a bunch of different weapons.
Leonardo: You will use one of these weapons in a sparring match with another vampire, this weapon you will use, for any mission necessary, and for combat from now on, your weapon is your life, your weapon should also reflect your lifestyle, and personality.
I picked up an elegant Chinese sword that unusually long for a normal sword of that style, the sheath was red, with a black dragon curling around the sheath. I unsheathed it to find a gleaming silver sword with a golden pommel. The sword was long enough for me to use either one or two hands with it.
Leonardo led me into the ring.
Leonardo: I’ll start you off with something easy, a robot built to be a vampire, be careful look for the concealed weapon.
A man jumped into the ring, knowing that it was a robot I immediately rushed at it, he blocked with a dagger, I had already found his weapon, I swung for his legs, I jumped away, I switched to one hand and started a flurry of slashes towards the robot, he thought he could block it all and lost. I looked at the dismantled robot.
Leonardo: Good job, now for a hard opponent.
I looked at my next challenger, it was Leonardo, I couldn’t fight him, and I wouldn’t.
Matthew: I won’t fight you.
Leonardo: Of course you wouldn’t but I’m not fighting you, I came to move the robot, I’m sending in another robot.
Once Leonardo left the ring, another figure jumped out of the shadows, it was Leonardo again?
Matthew: I already told you I wouldn’t fight you.
He leaped at me and landed at punch right into my stomach, pushing all of the air out of my lungs, I staggered back, trying to figure out what was going on and why he would attack me. He came around before I could even see him move at kicked my legs out from under me, then kicked me in the ribs to send me sprawling across the ring.
Matthew: Why Leonardo… Why?
He tried another bunch, but I brought up my sword and made a wild slash to try to scare him to back off. I looked and the Leonardo I had hit wasn’t Leonardo, it was a robot, I had cut off his arm, and all I saw were sparks and wires. I took the advantage and slashed again, taking out his other arm, I kicked the robot straight in the chest sending it onto the floor, and I slashed again taking out his left leg. I sheathed my sword on my back, knowing that I was done.
Matthew: Why did you put me up against a robot that looks like you? You knew I wouldn’t fight.
Leonardo: I’m sorry, my punishment for changing you into a vampire without authorization was to be your training instructor, and during every sparring match the instructor has to make the trainee fight someone he wouldn’t normally fight, or who would make him refuse to fight entirely, because someone might have to kill a loved one for the good of our clan.
Matthew: Oh….
Leonardo: You did great though, most people wouldn’t pass all the tests on their first try you have amazing natural talent. You get a treat when we get back to my quarters.
We went through the maze of corridors once again and soon we were back in Leonardo’s quarters. He threw me onto the bed with apparent ease, moved over to me and started to kiss me, we started to kiss, and pull off our clothes at the same time, once all of our clothes were off I proceeded to kiss down the rest of his body, once I reached his cock, I started to suck, taking care not to use my teeth, and plenty of tongue.
Leonardo: Oh, god! Matthew!
I felt the pressure build in his dick, I stopped sucking, and I wanted him to save it.
Leonardo: Why’d you stop?!
Matthew: I want you to fuck me.
Leonardo: Well then.
I got down into a doggy style position, he slowly entered me, it hurt for the first bit, but once his cock was all the way to the hilt he started to slowly go in and out and the pain was replace by pleasure.
Matthew: Leonardo, harder… faster.
Leonardo was now pounding into my ass, it felt so good, I was in ecstasy. He came inside me, followed quickly by me.
Matthew: God that felt so good.
Leonardo: It was you’re right.
We snuggled into a spooning position together, and fell asleep. I awoke sometime the next morning, with Leonardo, still snuggling around me, I loved it, he was so beautiful, he was perfect, and my life was now perfect. I tried to get up without waking him up but that failed without success. He immediately opened his eyes the second I moved it scared me.
Matthew: How you wake up so quickly?
Leonardo: I don’t sleep, we’re vampires remember?
Matthew: But, I slept?
Leonardo: Because you’re a new vampire as this week passes on you will start to lose human capabilities and gain vampiric ones, like not breathing, and not having to sleep.
Matthew: So you were just sitting there for like eight hours!
Leonardo: Yea so?
Matthew: What could you have done?
Leonardo: Think about you…
Matthew: Oh…..
Leonardo: We don’t have to eat either, but that is our alternative to drinking blood.
Matthew: So, what are we going to do today Leo?
Leonardo: What did you just call me?
Matthew: Leo? Does that bother you? Do you want me to not call you that?
Leonardo: No, it’s just no one has ever called me that.
Leonardo: We have to eat breakfast first, I don’t want you hungry, or weak for the training today.
Matthew: But I did all the tests yesterday, why do we have to go back again?
Leonardo: Because, as a new vampire, the faster you harness your new found prowess, the easier it will be for you to resist the thirst, and to do missions faster, and more of them.
Matthew: Thirst? Missions?
Leonardo: The thirst is what we call the term for wanting to drink human blood, and we do missions, like if someone wants us to kill something, track someone, or just for the clan itself like fighting the wolves.
Matthew: Oh…..
Leonardo: Just forget about it, let’s head down for breakfast.
Leonardo once again led me through the maze of corridors, down to the breakfast hall, it was an actual dining room, with many different tables, and the only other person eating there was Leonardo’s ‘father’. We sat down to eat and half way through breakfast he came over to us.
L Father: So Matthew, congratulations, I heard you passed all of your tests on the first try, that’s not a small feat.
Matthew: Thank you sir.
L Father: I want to test your abilities I have a mission for you be in the briefing room in thirty minutes.
Leonardo: You know he’s not ready for a mission yet father! How dare you put him on one this early!
L Father: This is part of your punishment; if he doesn’t come back alive it will be on your head, not mine.
Leonardo’s ‘father’ walked off.
Leonardo: God damnit!
Leonardo slammed his fists on the table, causing it to break into pieces; Leonardo then put his hands on his head and began to cry.
Matthew: Why are you crying? Please don’t cry.
Leonardo: It’s not your fault, you’re not ready for a mission, you’re only a couple days old, and Father is trying to kill you!
Matthew: Why would he want to kill me?
Leonardo: Because, I wasn’t supposed to bite you, and he hates that I’m gay, he thinks that if he gets rid of you it will solve all of the problems at once!
Matthew: Ok, I’ll just finish the mission then, and then he’ll stop bothering us right?
Leonardo: No! He won’t stop he’s being horrible!
Matthew: Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, I’ll finish whatever mission he gives me, then I’ll be back with you ok? Now show me where the briefing room is.
He composed himself then led me through to the Briefing Room.
Leonardo: I’m not allowed with you in there, only mission operative are allowed in there.
Matthew: OK.
I went through two huge silver doors and entered into a large dimly lit room with a large conference table in the middle, with a giant TV screen behind Leonardo’s ‘father’ who I saw sitting at the head of the table.
L Father: Please, Matthew sit down, let’s get started.
Matthew: Yes, sir.
L Father: You will be counter attacking a were-wolf courier, there is only one man, you must kill him and bring back any information that he carries with him, including his weapon. There is a helicopter waiting for you outside, it will drop you about one mile from the courier’s camp, attack as soon as dawn breaks, that will be the courier’s weakest time. Once you have killed the courier, take this and push it, we will pick you up in ten minutes.
He slid a small remote with a button in the middle of it across the table to me.
L Father: You will leave within the hour, be ready by then you should only need to take a small bag this is a day mission.
I left the room, opened the door, and saw Leonardo pacing back and forth.
Leonardo: So how was it?
Matthew: Well I haven’t done the mission yet, but it seems easy enough.
He led me back to his quarters, where I packed a small black duffel bag, with a set of clothes, food, the remote, and a small bag of blood that Leonardo had given to me. He then led me down to the heliport where a helicopter awaited my arrival, Leonardo bid me farewell in tears.
Matthew: C’mon I’ll come back, I promise.
Leonardo: I’m holding you to that.
The helicopter lifted off and soon it was dropping me off in the middle of a forest I checked my watch just ten minutes before dawn. I ran north for five minutes before I spotted the camp, I climbed a tree to look for the courier.
Unknown: Looking for me?
I turned around shocked that someone had spotted me, it was a man, about three or four inches taller than me, he also had a lot of muscle on me too, he had to be the courier, suddenly his eyes flashed yellow and he transformed into a were-wolf, the fight had begun.
I jumped off the tree unsheathing my sword, the were-wolf brought out nothing, he had no weapons, just his claws, he made a swipe at me I sidestepped at made a lunge for his chest, he easily blocked it with his claws, they seemed to be just as strong as my sword but I had the advantage one touch of silver in him would spell his demise. He swiped again, hitting me this time, I now had a gash going up my left arm, I brought my sword down and cut his arm, I then followed up with another lunge straight to the heart killing the were-wolf instantly. I sat down leaning next to a tree, I felt woozy, I felt sick, and dizzy, I was losing control of myself, I walked to a nearby creek and washed my face in the water I looked at my reflection to discover that my hair had changed color, it was now silver? I was confused and disoriented now, I checked my arm, all the blood was gone there wasn’t even a scar, like I had never been hit there. Suddenly five were-wolves dropped from the trees and surrounded me, I was angry and confused now, and why had my hair changed colors? Why had Leonardo’s father sent me on a mission when he knew I would probably fail? Why were my wounds healing so quickly?
Matthew: Go away!
A force had come from my body instantly killing the were-wolves that were about to do the same to me, why did I feel so differently now? Why did my back hurt? I looked at my back I had sprouted wings?!? They were exactly like angel wings except black, I felt really tired and drained the blast that had come from me took more from me than I had thought, I pushed the button on the remote before darkness enveloped me.

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A Ghostly Haunting-Chapter Seven

As Detective Lawrence spies around the Logan home she comes face to face with true evil. Ashley and Vicky have a scary moment at the swimming hole, when the ghost girl reveals herself.

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YACHT TRIP BY SEA WITH MOM Part 1

I walk to my cabin the right opposed of Mom’s cabin. As I close my door the way it close Mom was still standing there looking at me. Lucky my cabin was near the toilet and basin

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The Alleyway

As she walked down the dimly lit street , looking for a phone booth, she regretted driving through this seedy neighborhood. How was she to know that her car would break down, and her cell would have no signal? The hour was late, so all of the store fronts were dark, bars on the windows to keep out the undesirables who wandered here at night. She felt a chill as a toothless old drunk eyed her scantily clad body and she wished that she had not chosen such a short dress to wear to the party tonight. The black clingy material barely covered her panties and she shivered crossing her arms over the low cut bodice.
Finally she glimpsed a phone booth the next block over. She prayed it would work, quickening her pace and keeping her eyes straight ahead, afraid to look at any of the men who occupied the mostly deserted street. Almost to her destination, a big man stepped out from between two buildings, blocking her path. Her heart stopped in her chest and she froze, taking in his huge frame, muscles bulging from his too tight shirt. She let out a small squeak, eyes wide, feeling like an antelope in the eyes of a hungry lion. She turned to run, but her heels tripped her up, and her reached out one big arm, easily snaring her.
He pulled her between the buildings and into a dark alley, roughly shoving her against the wall. His giant hands roamed her body as he leered at her saying, “Look what I found, a little slut. Dressed like that you’re just asking for it baby, and I’m going to give it to you, and then some.”
She could feel a scream locked in her throat, but knew that no help would come in this evil place, so she decided to let him have his way with her, hoping that he would let her live after wards. He roughly pushed her dress up over her body, revealing her black lacy panties and her naked breasts. His fingers toyed with her nipples, which hardened in spite of her fear. She felt him reach down and brutally rip her delicate underwear off, exposing all of her treasures now for his probing examination.
His hand went between her legs rubbing her little nub, and sending shock waves through her. Her traitorous body responded, and she pressed her now damp pussy against his invading hand, letting a small moan escape her lips. She heard a catcall and turned her head, mortified that they had drawn a small audience of homeless men. She recognized the drunk, who had his dick out of his pants and was slowly stroking it as he watched her molestation.
She felt the man’s fingers working in and out of her now heated cunt as he continued to manipulate her throbbing clit with his thumb, and she shuddered, soaking his hand with her cum. ” Yeah I knew you were dying for it you little whore.” The man said, as he roughly turned her, shoving her face first into the wall. She heard as he unzipped his pants, and soon felt him rubbing the head of his enormous cock up and down her dripping slit. He gripped her hips in his huge hands and ruthlessly slammed into her, causing the scream she had been holding in to rip out of her throat.
This just caused him to fuck her harder, ramming himself deep into her tight little hole.
Over and over he mercilessly punished her hot, moist cunt, driving into her forcefully and grunting like an animal. She found herself moving her hips, now hungry with an aching urgency, backing up onto his unrelenting dick. He plunged his thumb into her ass and she screamed again as her body was wracked with wave after wave, the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced.
She felt him pull out of her battered hole and he shoved her to her knees.Ordering her to clean her mess off of his still rock hard dick. She wrapped her little mouth around his pole, sucking and licking her own juices as his hands wrapped in her hair. He slowly fucked her face, telling her what a good little slut she was.Her mouth was stretched wide, tears running down her face, as he gagged her with his dick.
She was horrified when she heard him call the old man over, telling him to finger her already abused pussy. The old man smiled with glee as he toyed with her clit, his other hand still busily working his own member. She was even more ashamed as she felt her body responding again. His fingers artfully caressed her tingling clit sending shivers of desire and revulsion through her small frame. He pressed his face against her slit, siding his tongue into her dripping hole. She was shocked when she felt him move his face higher, flicking his tongue across her asshole and plunging his fingers into her soaked cunt, his thumb still frigging her now electrified clit. Against her will she came yet again, and the old drunk was delighted to lick her juices off of his dirty fingers before he sighed and shot his load on the ground behind her.
She felt her assailant go rigid as he spurted load after load of hot cum into her mouth. He stroked her hair then, telling her what an excellent job she had done. She gratefully rose on shaky legs, pulling her dress down over her sweat soaked body. He picked her up then and her arms wrapped around his neck as she kissed him deeply. A small smile played across her face as they walked back to the car together. Her master always had the best ideas.

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