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Fantasy

The Beachfront Bar

Sometimes it takes a little push to help someone become what they always wished they had the guts to be. In this Gay fantasy, Tracey gets that push.

Fantasy

Unexpected Situation 2

Oh man…mmm, that feels good…
I open my eyes to try to figure out why the hell it feels like my dick is buried in someone’s tight, soaking pussy…
Oh yeah. Because it is. We were still on the choir van, and Tori was still impaled on my now semi-erect cock. She was sleeping peacefully at the moment, and I felt no reason to wake her. As I roused myself to a mostly awake state, I tried to take stock of the situation more coherently.
Oh God. I had raped her. In the moment, it was basically a crime of passion. My dick had overruled any rational thought process I might’ve had in it’s attempt to bury itself in some pussy, and it had succeeded.
But I wasn’t a monster. Now that the deed was done and I was thinking rationally, the guilt began to settle heavily on my mind.
As I lay there cursing myself for my actions, I noticed a cold chill run up her spine. Like I said, I’m basically a good person, so I wrapped my arm around her without really thinking about it. Tori, reacting unconsciously in her sleep, snuggled tight against my body, her arm wrapping itself over mine and holding it against her chest. She gave this cute little sigh of contentment after she had done so, and the ghost of a smile appeared on her lips. Damn, she was cute.
I felt my dick begin to harden inside her, almost of it’s own accord. She snuggled closer at that point, fully impaling herself on me, and my dick began to take over my thought process again. I mean, here was this gorgeous 130lbp blonde bombshell of a valley girl with perky C-cups who was virtually grinding on my dick. My body reacted instantly without asking permission from my conscious mind.
My cock, only semi erect up until this point, hardened to it’s fullest instantly and twitched inside her. This definitely registered somewhere in her conscious mind, and her eyes began to flutter open. I tried to will myself to hold still as she awoke. She quickly realized what had woken her and turned her head to look back at me. Her eyes opened a little wider.
“Shit, I thought it was just a dream,” she whispered. That explained why she was so wet. She turned to face forward again and began to sob quietly. My guilt trip was complete. I hated myself in that moment. Even so, I still couldn’t bring myself to pull out of her.
“Look, I’m really sorry… ” I started lamely. I stopped myself. What the fuck was I supposed to say to fix the situation. I sighed softly, giving up on my apology. Instead, I just drew her tight against my chest and snaked my other arm underneath her body so that I could hold her with both arms.
Tori was still facing away from me, but she did allow me to pull her closer and I noticed her arms had made room for mine to wrap around her before they returned to holding my arms against her chest.
“The fucked up part is that I’m not even really mad at you. I LIKED it…” she whispered between her soft sobs.
Hearing that last admission coaxed another unwanted reaction from my aroused body. My rock hard dick jumped inside her, flexing with pleasure as I heard that Tori had enjoyed what I had done to her. I heard a soft little hiss and looked down at Tori.
Her eyes were closed as she bit her lower lip to stop making any more noise. I quickly glanced around the van to verify that everyone was still asleep. They were, except for our choir director. But he was too involved in keeping the van on the road to notice much else.
My attention returned to Tori. She had regained her composure and was looking up at me while I had craned my neck over the top of the seat. She had stopped sobbing, and there were only the now drying tears to mark the fact that she had been crying at all. Unlike most girls her age, Tori never did get all blubbery with the red rims around her eyes. Right now, her face looked quizzical, actually. She whispered her question out loud.
“Did someone hear me?.. ”
I shook my head in the negative.
“Well, my arm has been asleep for the past five minutes or so. I need to move. Keep watch?”
I didn’t really answer. Instead, I made a point of looking back over the seat. I heard the quiet rustling begin as she made herself comfortable.
I couldn’t really help being a little disappointed as I felt my cock leave it’s newfound home. Tori gave a sexy little moan as my dick was dislodged from her lips. I felt that my fun had come to an end, and couldn’t blame her for pulling me out of her. I felt her roll over and was glad that we were going to get to talk face to face. Then, there was some more movement. I figured she was trying to massage some feeling back into her arm or something. I knew how much I hated the feeling of my limbs falling asleep.
But then I felt her warm thigh on top of mine, and I was asleep enough that I couldn’t imagine what the fuck she was doing. Most of me was concerned with making sure her movements went undetected, and I didn’t look down until I felt her hand on the underside of my dick.
Tori was mostly covered by the blanket we had been sharing, but the leg she had thrown over my hips was now partially exposed. Her body was facing my own, and she was currently peering between our bodies as her hand worked underneath the blanket. I let her hand guide me, still not really understanding what was going on. I hadn’t made any more threats or even given her any orders. Whatever she was doing right now was not being forced at all.
Meanwhile, her hand had effectively lined me up once again. I could feel the warmth from her tunnel on the head of my dick. Realizing I was still stretched over the seat, I quietly laid back down, my face now inches from her own. I wrapped my arms around her and was just watching her face as I felt her lining me up. My dick was between her lips before her mind caught up with her body and realized that SHE was the one getting ready to fuck me.
“Oh my God… I was just ab-” she whispered that much of her realization aloud before my dick made another one of it’s executive decisions and began to reinsert itself back into her sex.
Unprepared for the invasion, Tori’s whisper broke off in favor of another sexy little hiss before she bit her bottom lip to silence it. Her face snapped up and her eyes bored into my own. I paused as I felt my head pass through the firm grip of her opening. Her eyes pleaded with me as she chewed on her bottom lip to stop the moans that were in her throat. I couldn’t tell if she was pleading that I pull out, or pleading that I keep going. I don’t think she could either.
My dick made the decision for us, and her mouth opened into a small ‘O’ and her eyes began to glaze over as my dick resumed his invasion of Tori. After four inches of me had disappeared into her, Tori leaned in to rest her forehead against my shoulder. I paused again.
“God, you’re so tight, ” I breathed in her ear. She leaned just far enough away from my shoulder to look into my face.
“Not surprising, since you were my first…” she whispered, not quite able to meet my eyes. I couldn’t remember feeling a hymen, and told her as much. I wasn’t accusing her of lying, I was just curious. She must have guessed as much from my facial expression, because she didn’t take any offense as she gave me my answer.
“Bike accident when I was little. My mom had to reassure me that I had not torn my tummy open, ” she told me in a whisper. I couldn’t help smiling and shaking my head a little. She looked at me with her ‘what?’ expression again.
I managed to keep a straight face as I whispered “Torn Tummy? That sounds like a serious condition, doctor.” She pushed against my chest playfully as she caught my sarcasm
“Shuddup, I was TEN!” She whispered back, smiling in spite of herself.
My dick decided to continue at that moment, and I began to push into her again. The smile was immediately replaced with her cute lip-biting, and her eyes held mine as I continued to push into her. As the sixth inch passed into her, her control cracked. Her arms had been draped around my neck, with her hands reaching to grasp the top of my shoulders. As the sixth inch vanished inside her, those hands became claws and moved to grip my back. The leg that had been gently draped over my hips now locked into place, holding me against her. In this position, she began to roll on to her back. I knew she couldn’t pull me over if she tried, but I moved onto her as she rolled. Let her think she pulled me on top of her, it probably seemed sexier in her mind.
I was propped up on my elbows so that she wouldn’t have to support my full weight. She was tight enough that, even as we rolled, my dick had not gone any deeper. She locked her legs around my hips and draped both arms around my neck as she looked into my eyes again. She looked so sexy.
The blanket had fallen so that it covered just enough of our lower bodies to hide the fact that we were connected to one another in the physical sense. She was still wearing her cute little pink tank top, and I still had my t-shirt on. So it would’ve been hard to tell that we were actually fucking, to the casual observer. Unless they looked at Tori’s face, that is.
Her blue eyes were glazed over and unfocused, eyebrows drawn together in a fierce concentration on what she was feeling inside her. She was biting her lip again, and her cute little nostrils dilated in time to her shallow but rapid breathing. Even though she was taking such shallow breaths, her chest was heaving and her hips writhed underneath me. I leaned down for one of the sexiest, most sensual series of kisses I had ever experienced.
Four or five minutes later, Tori made a little moan of impatience and broke off our make-up session. “C.J. I NEED you to keep going,” she whispered, grinding her hips against me to illustrate what she meant. I decided to be a little evil.
Instead of ramming my last two and a half inches into her like she wanted, I froze and looked into her eyes. The expression of her frustration mixed with her sheer desperation caused a taunting smile to appear on my face. Putting all my weight on my left elbow, I took my right hand and traced the shape of her clavicle bone. In her current state, her body was extra sensitive, and the feeling of my finger caused a pleasurable shiver to run through that sexy frame of hers. Afterwords, she, too, froze and focused on the feeling of my index finger trailing down the center of her chest.
Unfortunately, given the current surroundings, I couldn’t risk taking off her shirt. However, Tori had decided in the favor of comfort when she had dressed for the bus ride, and had one again neglected her bra. So I could feel the heat from her skin, separated from my finger by the paper thin layer of cotton that her tank top provided. As I reached her breasts, her eyes opened a little wider, and the rate of her breathing increased noticeably as I got closer and closer to the nipple of her right breasts. As I finally reached my target, I flicked my finger against it gently, while flexing my dick inside of her.
She threw her back and a small, cat-like mew escaped her lips. She recovered quickly, and tried to grab my hips so that she could force me the rest of the way into her. But I resisted and she gave up after a few moments, whimpering with her sexual frustration. She looked at me with a look of acute NEED.
I began tracing circles around her areola with my finger, brushing against her nipple sporadically. I lowered my head slowly over her other breast and began mirroring the movements of my finger with my tongue on her opposite breast.
She began to squirm almost uncontrollably, and I decided to let her finally have her release. I suddenly pinched down lightly on both nipples, one between my fingers and the other between my teeth. At the same time, I buried the rest of my dick into her now soaking pussy with one firm thrust.
Her reaction was intense and immediate. She pulled my face up to hers, but then turned to bury her teeth into my shoulder. Her hands turned into talons as they gripped into the muscles of my back, scratching furrows into my skin even through my shirt. Her ankles locked behind my waist as she pressed the length of her body into mine, as if trying to mold us into a single being. I had no idea how intense her orgasm was until she started spasming around my shaft.
Her pussy felt alive as gripped and massaged my manhood. All the self control I had exhibited earlier vanished instantly. I began to thrust into Tori violently. She moaned softly against my shoulder as she continued her orgasmic episode, unconsciously meeting my every thrust with matching thrusts of her own. Her body accented her thrusts occasionally with periods of grinding her hips against mine. All the while, her pussy continued to spasm around my manhood in the longest orgasm I have ever witnessed. After 8 or 9 minutes of this, I couldn’t hold on any longer. I said the only words that could have reached Tori in that moment.
“Tori…. I’m gonna cum…. Oh God…. Seriously, Tori, you gotta let me go!” I whispered into her ear frantically. She was just now starting to come down from her first orgasm.
“What?.. Oh shit, OK… Fuck, can you hold it? There’s no way I can let go right now, CJ… Oh God, you already came in me earlier, and I’m not on the pill. Please tell me you can hold it?” she whispered softly. I could see the panic in her eyes and told myself that there was no way I was gonna come inside her and ruin this beautif-
Then I felt it again, my dick head had found her opening once again. I was pushing into her cervix, poised to flood her baby chamber with cum for the second time that night.
“OH SHIT” I whispered.
She had felt me enter her a little differently, and s knew exactly where I was inside of her. She looked up at me with eyes showing horror and lust in equal amounts.
“CJ, please say you are not cummi-!”
Then my dick made it’s last executive decision for the night. I grabbed both of Tori’s arms and pinned them to the seat above her head. Her eyes grew wider as she saw my demeanor change and guessed what was about to happen.
“CJ… NO-SHITTTT!” She hissed as I force my way into her with the hardest thrust of the night. Not only did the tip of my dick pierce her cervix opening, but it felt like my entire dick head had punched through. Her mouth drops into a silent scream before she’s able to meet my eyes again. She feels me freeze on top of her.
“Tori, I’m sorry. ” Her eyes open wide as she feels my dick twitch inside her.
Then she feels the first jet of cum, hot against the walls of her uterus. She briefly grimaces at the feeling before a different expression takes its place.
She struggles to articulate the feeling to me.
“CJ.. Me… Me too!”
She throws her hands around my neck, and her thighs around my waist. She locks herself onto me, my dick beginning to spurt it’s second jet of cum inside her chamber. Then she begins spasming around me again, intensifying my orgasm and milking my manhood.
“I’m sorry… I can’t help it.” she whispers.
“obviously, my self control isn’t much better, ” I whisper sarcastically, glancing down to where my dick is still blatantly pumping her full. We both maintain a grip on reality while our orgasm run their course. Even though I already came inside her earlier, spurt number six was just as strong as the first with no signs of showing down. Her pussy was still spasming, and her face made it apparent that she was just barely in control of herself.
By spurt number 10, had both given up hope that she might not be pregnant. I just hoped there was a drugstore near the hotel. Tori had closed her eyes, but she let out a whimper as my dick twitched inside her yet again.
” What?”
She opened her eyes to look up at me with a guilty expression.
“Nothing… It just feels really good, still, that’s all… ” she whispered, not meeting my eyes. I raise her chin up with my right hand to kiss her, even as I was still ejaculating inside her. She returns the kiss passionately, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling herself closer.
” CJ… I think I love you…”
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Awakening pt. 2

Mum carried on screaming and I carried on cumming in my sister’s face.
She fell to her knees, and screamed again. Unfortunately my sister was trying to clean out her mouth with her tongue and as it flicked over my still enlarged cock-head I felt yet more sperm spill out and splashing onto her face.
Looking at her now I couldn’t help but think my sister looked like a slut. My cum covered hair face, streaks of it running off her chin and in her hair. Her young virgin cunt leaking her fragrant juices over my body.
Mum had stopped screaming now and was sobbing in the doorway, I managed to push Emma off me but as I swivelled and sat up, Holly landed in my lap, my cock nuzzling into her slick twat.
Luckily, Holly had the sense to stand before a misjudged move made my cock slam into her nine year old snatch.
There we were. Holly and Emma stood side by side, bodies dripping with sweat and juices, hands by their sides. I stayed sat on the couch, my head in my hands, my slowly shrinking cock still glistening from my sister’s saliva.
My mum was shaking, still on her knees but she had stopped sobbing enough to speak.
“Girls, go to my room please.”
The two naked children were slow to react.
“Now!” my mum yelled, this time angrier.
The girls leapt across the living room floor and slammed the bedroom door shut behind them.
Slowly she turned towards me, her normally peaceful green eyes glaring with rage.
“What, did you do?” she asked, a layer of anger and hate floating just below her barely controlled voice.
I stuttered, too stunned to reply.
Suddenly she was stood next to me. Her hand grabbed my hair and tugged me upwards. Dragging me across the floor she threw me into our bedroom and slammed the door behind her.
“DID YOU PENETRATE HER!!” my mum yelled, her fury flooding into her voice.
“WHAT DID YOU DO!?” she yelled again, as if one sentence wasn’t long enough to release her pent up fury.
“We . . . Um . . .I . .What?” I stammered, confused.
“DID YOU PENETRATE HER, FUCK HER, SHAG HER!!” She yelled, closing the gap between our faces to a few scarce inches.
“Eeew! No! No way!” I managed to say in between her tirade.
“Oh God . . .” she moaned, her voice lowered.
“Ryan, there’s a few things you need to know.” I groaned inwardly, expecting the dreaded ‘Sex Talk’.
“Ryan . . . What do you know of gods?” she asked, stunning me utterly.
“What . . . like Zeus, and Thor and stuff?” I asked, to be honest was expecting some kind of violent spanking our at least being grounded for life, or something. Not a mythology quiz.
“Yeah, like that,” she said it as if she didn’t want to talk about it.
She moved beside me and sat next to me. I realised I was still naked and quickly covered my bits with my hands.
“Well, son. You see, the truth is,” the mumblings were killing me, I just wished she’d say whatever and go, for god sake I was still naked!
“They’re real.”
I choked.
I stopped choking, cleared my throat, then choked again.
“Wh . . . What?” I managed between chokes.
“Well, the Gods are real,” she said the word Gods in a way that suggested it was important enough to be capitalized.
“Everything you know. Zeus, Athena, Poseidon. They’re all real.”
I choked again, and again.
“Ryan, I’m a god too,”
This time I really choked. I felt my throat tighten, it felt like it was being repeatedly being run over.
“Ryan, I’m Aphrodite.”
She said the words so softly they were barely audible, I just about managed to make them out as I felt a warm glow radiate from her.
Suddenly I wasn’t sat next to my mum, but in her place was a swan. It honked at me then I felt the warm glow again, golden light rippled outwards and suddenly there was a dove on my shoulder.
The warm glow and golden light faded, leaving my mum sat quietly on the end of the bed
“I’m a god Ryan.” She said with a sigh, “Which means you are part god too.”
Again with the choking, I really needed I drink now.
“So you’re saying I’m a demi-god?” I asked, remembering one of my history lessons.
“Yes! Exactly.” She smiled at me and suddenly my earlier dread seeped out of me.
I found some old boxers on the floor and pulled them up and sat next to my mum again.
“So . . . If I’m part god . . . do I get powers?” I asked, feeling a little foolish.
My mum, Aphrodite, let out a sigh.
“Yes, that’s why I was so angry earlier,” she paused for a breath then continued.
“You see Ryan, when an offspring of any god is born, it can only unlock its powers by completing some kind of ritual or worship to their parent.” Another breath,
“Ryan, if you’d have penetrated your sister you would have never unlocked your powers, to unlock them you need to lose your virginity to a priestess of Cyprus, my birthplace.”
I sat there, amazed at how close I had cum, to never having the powers of a god.
“So, do we have to go to Cyprus?” I asked.
“Yes, hold my hand,” she said.
I grabbed a hold of her outstretched arms and I blinked.
Suddenly we weren’t in my room any more, or even in the same country, I honestly doubted we were in the same year.
“Down there,” my mum said, pointing to a small temple-like building nestled into a hill below me.
“Go on,” she urged, “I’ll wait here,”
I head off towards the temple, watching as a small cart rumbled past the worn road below.
I reached the temple and found the doors unlocked, I stepped inside and my jaw hit the floor. All around me were around twenty girls, the oldest being, maybe seventeen. And all of them were completely naked, sitting on beds in their open chamber. Some of them had fingers slowly circling their shaved twats.
Some of them had others in the room with them. I saw one girl who couldn’t have been much older than Emma, being ruthlessly pounded in the arse by a rough, middle aged man.
She was lying on her front on the bed of the chamber, she looked up towards me and I saw tears running down her cheeks, something stopped me from crying out in disgust and made me carry on watching.
He grunted as he came and the girl screamed as a stranger’s cum flooded into her arse-crack.
He stepped out of the chamber, and a servant, also naked, scurried across to meet him. Falling to her knees she licked all of the sticky residue of his rapidly deflating cock and finished by rubbing it dry with a towel and handing him a robe.
He passed me on his way out of the temple and grinned.
Another servant, different the one who had cleaned the man hurried towards me.
“I’m sorry young man,” she started and I thought I was going to be kicked out, “You will have to remove your undergarments to enter our temple.”
I moaned quietly and as I removed my boxers my cock began to awaken, the head crawling from its hood.
I blushed as the servant, who was probably as I old I was looked down,
“Ah yes,” she said knowingly, “You are eager to get started, no?” I nodded silently and followed the girl through to a separate room.
“These are virgins, ready to complete their worship to our goddess, you may choose any you wish.”
With that the girl left and I gazed at her smooth rounded bum as it left the room, my eyes switched to her small, erect tits as she turned to close the door behind her.
Looking around I saw five girls all sat in chambers like the room before, but unlike the others, none of them were over fourteen and they all sat quietly, waiting.
Remembering what the servant had said, I walked over to the first chamber, and a saw a small eight year-old girl lying spread-eagled on the bed, her shaven pussy glistening in the candle light.
I continued past to the second chamber.
I here was a fourteen year old girl, sat watching me with what could only be described as lust in her eyes.
I stepped past the tiled border and gazed at her lovingly, her golden hair was tied in a ponytail behind her. Her boobs were small, probably about a handful, and hung off her chest, the erect pink tits begging to be kissed.
Her pussy was obscured by her knees, but from what I could see, it too was shaven and its lips were leaking her juices onto the sheets around her.
“Do you want to help me finish my worship?” she asked quietly,
Despite being two years older than me, her small frame could easily have been that of a twelve year old, and her voice sounded like that of a young child’s.
“Err . . yes, I suppose so,” I answered, my eyes firmly attached to her pointed to her erect tits.
She patted a space beside her, I sat down and she whispered in my ear,
“Do you want to lead, or follow?” she asked, I didn’t know what she meant, and having only the vaguest idea how to have sex, I told her I’d follow, but to go slow.
She nodded, smiling sweetly then crawled to the bottom of the bed, her rounded butt-cheeks glowing as they waved at me.
I lifted my legs onto the bed and she leaned forward.
My God. If I thought Emma’s blowjob was good I was stunned by the feelings flooding through me now.
Her tongue wrapped around my cock, the tip squeezing into the eye as it ran over my head. She looked at my all the time, even as she slid down my shaft and her tongue squeezed out between cheek and shaft, and managed to trace around my balls.
Every movement sent shudders of pleasure up my body, and as her lips parted I nearly begged her not to stop.
At least I would have if she hadn’t rolled me over and found myself on top of her, staring at those round, fleshy orbs, and those tits that were begging to be kissed.
At this point in time I was very happy to oblige.
I leant forward and nibbled her right tit, my mouth opening wide to swallow as much of her breast as possible. My tongue flickered over her tits and I heard a muffled groan of pleasure emit from the girl.
I moved to the other tit and started to rub and twist the one I’d just left.
I don’t know what made me do that. I just felt it should be done. As soon as she’d started licking my cock I had felt the warm glow that I had felt when my mother had changed into the animals in my room.
Back the task at hand I left her breasts and moved up her neck. I kissed her chin and finally planted my lips on hers.
Without hesitation our lips parted and our tongues chased each other round our mouths.
Even while we engaged in a game of tonsil tennis, she rolled as back over and I found myself looking up towards her.
I felt my cock nudge her opening which was just above my waist.
She broke the kiss and looked into my eyes
“You ready?” she asked, I nodded.
She manoeuvred her wet cunt over my saluting cock and suddenly, without warning, she fell onto my cock, she screamed as her cherry popped and some blood leaked out with her juices.
As I gazed at her blood/juice as she continued to bounce on my cock.
I watched in amazement as the blood slowly turned gold. Golden veins suddenly writhed across my body as she climaxed, letting out another scream.
The veins of gold turned a blinding white as I came, my seed squirted out as she rose, its creamy whiteness flowing through the snaking lines across my body.
Suddenly the lines turned white hot and I screamed, screamed until I ran out of breath, then carried on screaming until there was not air left. Then I blacked out.
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Fantasy

Pre-Columbian

Even with a bounty on her head, Laura is determined to recover stolen art, but she was expected

Fantasy

No questions asked.

I’m getting late for school mom, the bus is outside waiting” yelled Cristy as she waited for her mother to bring her lunch. Michelle, her mother rushed to the door and opened it for her and before she knew it, Cristy bolted out and headed for the bus. Her husband Jake rushed from behind and surprised her with a light kiss from behind and said “See you at night beautiful, i’ll be a bit late today but i’ll make is as soon as i can hun.”
“Its alright darling try your best, I’ll understand if you cant” Replied Michelle sympathetically. She loved Jake and he loved her back equally but his job demanded a lot of time. So many nights Michelle would just have to sleep alone being tired for waiting after him. Their sexlife had been rather inactive until a day when Michelle was approached by somebody, somebody who changed her life forever….
Suddenly the phone rang and Michelle rushed for it.
“Michelle is that you??” asked a familiar voice.
“yes its me Rhonda.” replied Michelle
“Good I’ve got work for you today. I know you’ve not had a job in a long time so listen up i’ve finally found something you’d like” Said Rhonda
“Go ahead honey.”
“The client wishes the job to be a quiet and a secret one, they’ve rented a small room in a motel outside town. room no.23. Once you’re at the reception ask for a Samantha and tell the receptionist your name is Jenny. Remember as always no questions asked. Just complete the job and walk out and yeah be there in an hour” Instructed Rhonda.
“Agreed.” Said michelle plainly.
“And remember sweetheart, aim to thrill as always. And the client wishes you to be dressed in your ‘best'” said Rhonda in a friendly tone.
“As always darling” Replied Michelle.
Michelle was a part of an organization. She was not the ordinary soccer mom. When her sexlife began to show signs of decay, her friend Rhonda creeped in and on one fine afternoon seduced her and introduced her to the world of sapphic love. Rhonda and a few other married but unsatisfied women were a part of an organization which provided “services” to their clients. Michelle had become one of their best and specialised only in female clients as she thought that letting any other man touch her body was cheating on her husband Jake.
Michelle was gorgeous, she was 32 and her body did not look a day over 25. Her build was lean but busty, she sported her 34 C cups very proudly and and her red hair and sea green eyes only complemented her beauty. It was a shame Jake could not spare enough time for a woman as hot as this!! Whenever they would go out, she would turn out to be quite a head turner. Rhonda had been friends with Michelle since quite some time now and ever since they met she always had a secret crush on her!!
Michelle rushed upstairs and from a small box hidden in the back of her closet, she removed a set of sex toys ranging from strapons to vibrators. She wore her best red lingerie and admired her body which she worked very hard to maintain in the mirror. She dressed herself and drove out of her driveway in her classic Cadillac. She was dressed to kill.
She wore an overcoat under which lied her exquisite lingerie. After a 15 minute drive she reached sunny shore motel. A shady joint but it was the clients request. Michelle went upto the room as per instructed. She slowly knocked on the door. It was open. Her heart began to pound as it did before every job. As she walked in she saw a beautiful brunette sitting on the chair.
As hungry and horny as ever, the brunette jumped from her place and kissed Michelle even before she could get a complete view of her. The kiss was a deep and lusty one alright. This woman had not been fucked in a long time!! She pulled of Michelle’s coat and gazed at her beautiful lingerie. Finally Michelle got a clear look at the brunette. She was shorter than Michelle by about few inches, her breasts were definitely larger and rounder, she looked very much Italian but that was only Michelle’s guess. Her eyes we’re light brown and her bums were round but firm Michelle realised as she gripped them firmly.
“I’m Samantha and you must be Jenny. Thanks for seeing me on such short notice.” Said the beauty.
Before Michelle could recover from the shock of her kiss, Samantha pulled her onto the bed and placed her on her lap and they kissed passionately for what seemed like hours. The sensation of Samantha’s tongue in Michelle’s mouth was driving her mad and her pussy began to flood like a waterfall. It was for this reason she had loved a woman’s touch over a mans.
Gently, like a good little slut, Michelle began to rub her thighs on Samantha’s and gave her a small lap dance, the brunette hungrily pulled off her bra and began to munch on Michelle’s tits, one at a time nice and slowly she sucked, bit and fondled each breast with uttermost care. Michelle moaned with pleasure but did not say anything. The brunette undressed herself and allowed Michelle to return the favour which she did gladly.
“Oh you’re such a good little whore!! The agency did send in their best whore!!” exclaimed Samantha as she tried to catch their breath. Michelle undressed her prey completely and went down onto her pussy and munched her bush, her pussy was soft and the scent of her juice drove Michelle even more wilder with lust. Samantha came hard and her juices trickled down Michelle’s lips and face. But Michelle was no way done, she wanted more and more. She continued to eat the brunettes cunt until Samantha came again and collapsed.
“You didn’t think it was over did you??” asked Michelle surprisingly. Samantha was confused as she saw Michelle pull out a 8 inch long strapon cock from her bag. Michelle gently lay Samantha on her back and spread her legs apart. She took the head of the phallus and slowly inserted it into her new lovers cunt and as it entered, the brunette gasped and Michelle began to thrust harder and faster.
The sight of Samantha’s wobbling boobs and her moaning and the sheer feeling of supremacy began to build up an orgasm of her own within michelle. And in no time at all the women came together.
They kissed briefly till Samantha took off Michelle’s strapon and lead her into the shower. She slowly strapped on the toy onto herself and said “Its time for me to say thank you to you baby”
Samantha pinned Michelle against the wall and smooched her and slowly fingered her dripping wet pussy. Slowly she held her left leg and raised it higher and higher and placed it on her own shoulder. Her pussy was now fully exposed. Samantha pushed in the rubber cock into her whores cunt and gave her light upthrusts till she was gushing out her love juices like a fountain. Both the women now very tired and satisfied lay on the bed and like two lovers began to kiss for hours together.
Eventually Michelle got up and said “I hope you enjoyed your service ma’am don’t hesitate to call us again”.
“Wait!! Aren’t you going to tell me your real name or when I’ll be seeing you again? Or atleast your number?”
Michelle replied plainly, “I’m sorry Samantha, but remember the agreement.. No questions asked” and after saying that she dressed herself and walked out of the door satisfied that she had done her job and her client had done her!!”

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The Darkmoon Faire (part 1)

The Darkmoon Faire (part 1)This first part has no sex in it. So if you want to bitch, moan and complain, do so elsewhere.”Ahead of You, Down the Path,
A Majestic, Magical Faire!
Ignore the Darkened, Eerie Woods,
Ignore the Eyes That Blink and Stare,
Fun and Games and Wondrous Sights!
Music and Fireworks to Light Up the Night!
Do Not Stop! You’re Nearly There!
Behold, My Friend: THE DARKMOON FAIRE!”
Copyright – Blizzard Entertainment.
..::..Welcome, one and all, to the Darkmoon Faire! It’s a pleasure to serve you, and we hope it is your pleasure to be here! We offer mystical tents, challenging games of wit and strength, awe-striking performers and a sumptuous array of cakes, food and drink galore! Don’t forget to stop by our prize booths, we carry furry little critters, colorful balloons, toys, and more! Enjoy yourselves here, ladies and gentlemen. Remember, we only come by one week a month.. 
My name is Kara Hicks. But you might as well call me Shadow, because that’s what I always lived in: my sister’s shadow. She was always prettier, taller, more confident, and definitely stronger than me.
When we ran away to the Faire, she intstantly became a hit as the “Strongest Woman Alive” attraction. People went and fawned over her when she lifted a nearby kodo, or a big rock, or something stupid like that. Yeah, that was Keri, always soaking up the attention. And me, Kara, was left picking up pieces of trash from the Fairegoers. 
Keri seemed negligent to my jealousy. Or maybe she purposefully ignored it. I don’t know, even now. 
Why did we ‘run away’ to here, you ask? Well, let’s start with the beginning. 
Keri and I are twins, and she’s older only by a minute. People don’t know unless we tell them, because we look nothing alike.
Keri has medium-length blonde hair and blue eyes, and a quirky – almost arrogant – smile and fair skin. She was always taller than me, and developed faster than I did in almost every way.
 I have hair that’s completely black and green eyes, and pale skin. A little kid in the shade of her sister, I guess.
Our mother, a hunter, died just after my birth. As kids, my father never told me, but I think he wanted to say that it was my fault. He went into a depression and tried to substitue alcohol for the love he’d lost. So we basically had to survive on our own, in the large and (at the time) unfriendly city of Stormwind.
We begged for money from adventurers, some of whom would take pity and push a few dirtied silver coins into our equally grungy hands. Keri, only ten, even took up smithing for a while as an apprentice, but her mentor died abruptly and another quickly took his spot. So we tried fishing, tailoring, even resorted to stealing from wandering bakers. We survived off of little, and Keri and I both knew hunger and fear.
 Meanwhile, our father leeched off of our earned (or stolen) money to buy himself more alcohol. Fights broke out often, usually resulting in Keri storming out of the house and me to try and repair what damage had been done. Drunk or not, he was still our father, and he had no reason to keep us living at his home. I was the only tie. And even that didn’t last long.
After years of this torment, when even I grown tired of the constant fighting, we left. Packed our things and deserted him. Finally free (and alone), we did our best to keep this a secret. We were only fourteen at the time; too young to be living alone. We’d be sent to the orphanage.
So we took refuge at the Lion’s Pride Inn, in a small town outside the city for a week or so. Or at least, that was the plan. We ended up staying much longer. Eventually, the innkeeper, Farley, began to notice something was wrong.
He called us over one early morning as we prepared to leave to earn the day’s food money. 
“I noticed you girls are here without a parent. Are you alright?” He asked kindly. He was maybe in this thirties at this time, but seemed older from obvious hard work.
“Yes.” I responded lightly. “They’re just .. away.” 
Lying had no consequence on me any longer. I could deliver them with a straight face. 
 Farley obviously didn’t believe me. “You know I am a trustworthy man, girls. If you want to tell me something…” he offered hesitantly. 
“We’ll remember that. Thank you, mister Farley.” I replied, feeling a little broken inside. He wanted to help, and I really wanted to tell him everything. But Keri, standing next to me, intimidated me from speaking. She wouldn’t allow that. She had grown tougher than me and absolutely wouldn’t compromise our freedom.
Over the course of several months, Farley tried repeatedly to get information out of us. We gave him little to ponder on, but for the most part he tried hopelessly to solve our puzzle. When we came to him -finally – penniless no matter what we tried, he would let us stay for free until we had gotten a secure source of cash flow. 
But I knew we were hurting the inn.
“Keri, please. Listen. We can’t keep going on like this, eating their food and staying here for free. This place hardly gets income as is.” All the adventurer’s money went to the taverns and merchants that yelled for attention within the city.
Keri glared at me. Blue eyes that had once been soft and scared as a child were now chips of hardened ice. “We have no other options. We can stay here ’till the place goes out of business. Then we move on. We have no choice.” 
And I really couldn’t persuade her otherwise. So what choice did I have? And so one very quiet night, when she was deeply asleep, I ventured downstairs to where Farley was sitting by the enormous fireplace that was the only source of light so late.
“Hello, Kara. Can’t sleep? I could call for some honeyed milk..”
“No, thank you,” I declined politely. “I’d like to talk.” 
Farley, looking interested, sat forward and beckoned me to a chair. I sat tentatively, watching the shadow of the flames on the table. I just couldn’t meet him eye to eye.
“What do you want to talk about, Kara?” He asked. I had thought about how to say this for a long time, memorized it in my mind, but it seemed so hard to say then.
“We.. can’t stay here anymore. It’s been the best place of my life, really, and I think you’re the greatest innkeeper in all of Azeroth.” I swallowed with difficulty and continued. “But I’m being torn apart by forcing you to let us stay free. I know very well the situation of the inn, and I won’t allow you to let us stay. Keri and I can’t afford to stay anyway. I thought I would just .. let you know.” 
I tried to steel myself for this, but I really couldn’t help it. Tears began to well up in my eyes. Farley looked deep in thought before looking suddenly to the stairwell. I turned around to look.
Keri stood gripping the rail with tightly clenched hands, her face hardened, staring at me as though she were betrayed. Then she marched back up the wooden stairs and slammed the door to our room as loudly as she could. A few responding grunts by other patrons followed.
When I turned back around, Farley embraced me fiercly. 
“I won’t try to stop you.” He said slowly. I nodded in thanks, wiping away the tears shamefully. “But I’ll leave you with one last favor.” He leaned away, his hands on the tops of my arms.
“Please, don’t..” I said. I didn’t need any more guilt to follow me as I left.
“No, really! I think this will help you on your way. The Darkmoon Faire is opening tomorrow just in the field beside the inn. If I ask for them to consider having you two as employees, I’m sure they’d accept. And pay isn’t a problem,” he said. The more he spoke the more I grew hopeful. This sounded like a better route to take than back to begging on the streets. “What do you say?” 
I simply nodded, fervently, the tears now streaming down my cheeks. They fell to the table where they reflected the fire, instantly turning a rich amber color. Farley smiled and bade me goodnight.
—
 That morning, I talked things over with Keri. While she still seemed a little put-off that I had gone to talk without her (as we typically did everything together), she also appeared to be just as excited as I was about this new prospect. We waited impatiently for the Faire to open, which was rather obvious. Loud horns and whistles blared from outside. Fireworks erupted. People yelled and called in several languages for their friends to hurry up. The sound of whinnying, snarling, squawking, wingbeats and hooves told us that the city folk had also arrived to see. Keri and I ran outside to see for ourselves.
What I expected was a Faire. What I saw was a portal. Quite literally, an enormous arc with orange spiraling magic inside. A couple small tents of purple and white stood beside it and a few Faire workers greeted people. Only two performers were present; they flung torches at each other, caught them and hurled them back in one enormous cooperative juggling show. I stood, mesmerized. I wondered what could possibly be in the portal. 
“Hey, girls. Before you go..” Farley exited the inn in a rush. He handed us a folded letter with a red wax seal with the initials “GS” on it. “Show this to Silas Darkmoon once you’re inside. You’ll know who he is. Good luck.” I quickly hugged him, to show my thanks. I owed Farley more than anyone.
Keri looked at her feet the whole time. When Farley left she tugged me along and we set off to the Faire. People stepped inside the portal, disappearing with a flash. I held Keri’s hand and we stepped into the orange light together.
When I opened my eyes, I instantly thought something had gone wrong. A cool breeze passed over us, smelling of the sea and .. frying oil. This place was eerie. 
Dark, leafless trees stretched high into an angry, cloudy sky. A luminescent bluish fog drifted endlessly just by the tops of the black branches. While the trees seemed dead, they were dotted with the occasional bush. Bright eyes blinked from the shadows as we walked forward, slowly, gripping each other’s hand tightly. Wasn’t this supposed to be a Faire? 
I stepped over a twig, not wanting to make noise, only to walk straight into an enormous red arrow that read “Ahead of you, down the path.” Perhaps this was the road to the Faire. It was just.. themed. Along the way there were several more red arrows and pictures of things the Faire offered.
People passed on heavily armored warhorses, eager saber-toothed cats, elephants, even raptors that left deep gouging marks into the damp earth as though it were butter. These were the adventurers and heroes that everyone talked of. Keri and I didn’t like them, but we certainly didn’t despise them. We seemed like peasants compared to them in their glowing, enchanted armor. 
As we walked down the path to the Faire, we saw that it was an island. One with respectable size, but maybe the perimeter was walkable in a half hour. The ash-colored dirt road led straight through the Faire. The attractions were all on each side. 
We continued. The very first thing that caught our eyes was an .. eye. It was the center of the arch that led to the entrance of the Faire. It glowed the same orange as the portal and had a single slit as a pupil, much like the eye of a dragon in stories. It looked at us as we passed, looking up at it in marvel. More greeters called out to us pleasantly, each in a purple and green Darkmoon uniform. There was the orange eye in the middle.
Together we stood, stunned, at what lay before us. Mighty tents of striped of dark, rich purple and forest green stood tall with flags whipping from the tops. Smaller booths of similar color apparently were for games. The clang of bullets hitting targets, a canon firing, balloons popping and the splash of water frequently met our ears. The frying oil we scented before was more potent. Sugary sweets, cakes, and other baking foods, fresh fish, meat roasting over fires and candies being spun made my mouth water. 
The carnies running the booths shouted out for customers to come and try their hand at their game. Merchants waved their wares, claiming them prizes for winning games. Some of the prizes included a handful of dangerous-looking fireworks, a woman clutching a turtle in one hand and a balloon in another, and pieces of armor. Somewhere else a man yelled out that a concert was starting soon.
“Kara, how are we going to find Silas? There’s so much to look through.” My sister craned her neck but was shoved aside by a passing troll. I’d never seen one before and we both stopped to look in wonder. His skin was a light blue, and he was rather lanky and thin. His hair was bright orange and spiked up vertically. Tusks rose out from under his lip.  
“Rude,” she muttered as he continued on through the stream of patrons.
“Keri, can’t we play around a bit? I mean, Farley said the Faire would be here for a week, we have some time..” 
Keri shook her head and I fell silent.
“Let’s find Silas and secure our jobs first. Then we can go.” She led me through the fair like a child. I could’ve passed for it – I was easily a foot shorter than she was. 
And, actually, we didn’t even find him until I walked into him. When I said I was short, Silas was twice as short as that. He was a gnome, like we’d seen before. He was about the height of my knee. He wore a dark black and purple hat, which he lifted to see us better.
“Hello, ladies. I’m Silas Darkmoon. I hope you’re enjoying the Faire.” He bowed. I smiled and giggled a little. Behind him, a large Ogre came up threateningly and I blinked.
“Oh, don’t mind Burth, he won’t hurt anyone,” Silas said easily. Burgh crossed his arms, apparently waiting for us to finish. I nodded slowly, and Keri took the opportunity to give Mr. Darkmoon the letter. “Ah, so you’re here for business reasons?” He asked, taking the letter and opening it expertly. 
“Not exactly,” I blurted. Keri nudged me, warning me to be quiet. When he looked back up at us he gave a sort of sad smile.
“Kara and Keri, I would be honored to have you two working here at the Faire. I hope you’ll enjoy it here as well – we’re all family.” He tucked the letter into his little jacket, pointed us in the direction we needed to go, and continued to walk down the road we’d just taken.
–(two months later)
When Farley said the Faire moved every week, he was right. Well, sort of. The island never moved, but the portal’s entrance did. The Faire went from Elwynn Forest, by our home, all the way across the continent to Orgrimmar, the city of the enemies of the Alliance. Of course the Faire was a sanctuary and no fighting was permitted (besides the Deathmatch, of course). If then moved to Shattrath City and onward until it came right back to Elwynn, once every month. 
We moved with it, quickly becoming a part of their family. It took them no time at all to discover Keri’s obscene strength and turned her into her own attraction. Seeing as I had no discernible skills whatsoever, I remained a simple worker. 
I gathered supplies, cleaned up the trash that was left on the grounds, lit up the torches and cleaned out the bones and blood from the Deathmatch. It was work, but it payed better than any job we’ve had before. Keri still earned more, though. If I had a break I would watch sometimes. 
She would encourage onlookers to give her whatever heavy object they could find and bring it to her, and she’d lift it with apparent ease. She had audiences sometimes ranging to the dozens, or maybe just two, but they were always amazed. And then they moved on. But the satisfaction made Keri grow a little vain, and I think she knew it as well. The way she spoke to me changed.
“You really ought to find something useful to do with yourself,” she said one night as we shared dinner once the Faire had closed for the day. “I mean, you just sit there all day and watch the other performers.” She lazily dipped the end of a piece of bread into soup and ate it. 
“I do not,” I replied indignantly, my own meal untouched. “You stand there kissing your arms in front of your stupid audience and lift up whatever crap they want to give you.” 
She tore off another piece and dipped it into her soup, though this time she seemed a little more forceful. “I would watch it, if I were you,” she said coolly. 
“Are you threatening me?” I hissed under my breath, trying not to draw attention to the table, even though there were only a couple other people around.  For once I was tired of being the underdog. 
“Yeah, I could be, if you don’t shut up.” She snapped, her eyes glittering as she looked at me. 
“I don’t care, you conceited bitch..” That did it. She took her soup and threw the bowl at me. I smacked it away before I got too drenched, got up and left, tears starting again. I didn’t care if people saw this time. I walked, thoughts of vengeance and fury in my mind as my hands clenched and unclenched by my side.
I went to the farthest end of the Faire, where there were docks that led down to the shore were people liked to fish. However, I went instead to the Faire’s largest feature that also usually happened to be the emptiest -the zoo area. They were simply marked-off areas were the more unusual creatures of Azeroth called home. I went straight to the petting zoo to sit on a bench. There was a little boy riding a pony who quickly left once he saw me the way I looked. 
I sat on the crooked wooden bench, crying among the miniature ponies and Khaz Modan rams. One furry white ram came up to me, bleating softly, tipping his head for treats.
“Go.. go away,” I said shakily. The ram backed up, still looking at me. “Turn ..around,” I commanded, unsure of whether it would listen this time. It didn’t move. “Turn around.” 
 It finally did, though it bleated again in displeasure. I grew excited. “Okay, come back.” It did so, coming between my knees and licking its lips for treats. 
“Okay, alright.” I bought it a handful of grain from a nearby goblin-made dispenser and fed him. The ram stayed by my side happily. I wondered whether this ram was trained or not, because it just carried out what I asked it to do.
Right when I was testing to see whether it’d walk around on two legs, a small cough sounded behind me. I spun around, to see Silas standing behind the fence of the enclosure. 
“Oh, I’m sorry to interrupt, Kara. Please continue.” When I hesitated, he spoke again. “Sorry to just sneak up like that on you. But I saw you alone here, making Bitterhoof listen to you! I’ve never seen a trainer do that before.” 
I rubbed my hand along the wide space of the ram’s forehead softly. “Oh. Well I guess I’m just good with rams,” I said, trying to cheer myself up. Silas smiled, but he seemed to be thinking. 
“Would you mind trying it on Leo, in the lion enclosure? I’d like to see something.” 
I nodded in consent, though I was (to say the least) nervous. When we left the petting zoo, Bitterhoof waited for me at the fence, bleating. 
We passed an enormous gorilla, an enclosure with an eagle tending to her eggs and a large violet ostrich-like creature. Then the lion exhibit. The lions were ten times larger than the cats that the hunters had as companions, and those cats were up to my hip. 
Silas introduced me. “Savannah is the female, King Leo the male, and those are the kittens.” 
I bent down to one of the kittens as it wandered up to me, mewling. I smiled and wiggled my fingers at it, though not stupidly enough to do it closely. The mother, beside the dozing father,  turned and picked the kitten up in her teeth, growling lowly at me. “Oh don’t be such a grump Savannah, Kara is a nice girl.” 
 
I laughed nervously. Yeah, they’d think I’d be a nice snack. “Kara, see if you can get Leo to wake up,” Silas told me. I edged closer.
“Hey. Hey, Leo. Come in boy, wake up!” He opened one golden eye at me, then shut it and turned away to sleep. I was discouraged, but I didn’t want to let Silas down. “Leo. Wake up,” I said firmly like I did with Bitterhoof. Again, he didn’t move. Finally I thought of Leo rising up, opening his eyes and roaring to the whole Faire. The thought echoed for a moment in my head and when I opened my eyes, Leo had his jaws open in an enormous yawn.
 Close enough to a roar, right?
 He then lazily padded to the water bowl and lapped some of it up. I sat back, relieved.
Silas clapped. “I knew it! You have hunter blood in you, Kara, and I’d like to propose you with a new job here at the Faire.” 
 I nodded eagerly.
 “How does animal caretaker and trainer sound to you?” 
–(1 week later) 
Fitting into the job was very easy. I suppose my sister got my dad’s brute strength as a warrior and I gained my mother’s taken with animals. Speaking of Keri, we’d apologized, but we still hadn’t gotten past icy conversations. 
Things were going well that day, the Monday in early summer as I remembered it. People were talking about the summer festivals that were going to be held soon, and I listened in while I poured more food in for Crystal, the basilisk. A human paladin was discussing the events with a tall night elf male.  
“Oh yeah, the loot from that boss would’ve been great if only we had split it up. Some dwarf snagged it and ran off!” The night elf was saying and the paladin laughed. They walked around the corner and spotted me just as I leaned over to pat the reptile on the head. I looked warily at them.
“Sorry to bother you, but could I ask where the Deathmatch is supposed to happen?” The paladin asked politely. 
“Right there.” I pointed directly across from us to the largest tent of the Faire. A netted circle with a sand floor was all it took to have an all-out killing spree for these kinds of people. I turned back and continued to work. 
“Go ahead, Dereon, I’ll be there in a sec,” the paladin whispered to his friend. I could obviously hear him, and he knew.
 Smirking, the night elf, before my eyes shrunk into a lithe cat; a cheetah, and sprinted to the stage of the Deathmatch. Druids.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name. I’m Jarred.” He extended his hand. I wiped the remainders of the food off of my hands and shook it.
“My name is Kara, nice to meet you,” I murmured.
“A beautiful name. Do you work here? What do you do?” 
I smiled half-heartedly, wondering why he wanted to even know. I was a nobody. A shadow in the tall tents of the Faire.
“Thank you. I do work here, I train and care for the animals here.” Without missing a beat, I called out for one of the elephants. “Say hi to Jarred!” 
 
The mammoth animal extended its trunk and dipped a little on a front leg, mimicking a human bow. Jarred smiled, pleased, and applauded a little. 
“That was great! Hey, you know, I was just about to grab some food. When’s your break?” 
Jarred was asking me to eat with him? I’d barely met him, what did he want with me? I was too interested to decline. 
“Right now is fine, all my work is done. I’ll come with,” I responded. He grinned.
“Great. I’ll meet you over there in a minute, okay?” He waved and began to walk in the direction of the food vendors.
I sprinted to the nearest mirror and frantically fixed up my hair, brushed the dirt off of my face and uniform and cleaned up the best I could. I then met Jarred at a table where he sat with two glasses of limeade and a large serving of funnel cake. 
“Hey Kara!” He looked me over and smiled when I appeared. I enthusiastically sat down and engaged in conversation.
I feel like I clicked easily with Jarred. He was funny and kind, and seemed to truly bring out the best out of me. Like a turtle in the shell. He came back every day of the week and I took time off to spend with him. I guess it was weird, that I fell for him so fast. The other girls who worked at the Faire teased me gently about it. My sister ignored it completely, and, truthfully I didn’t even care. I liked Jarred, and I was sure he felt the same. If not, at least he was a good actor.
Each day of the week he took me to do something different in the Faire.
One day we sat on the dock and watched people catch fish. The next we played some of the Faire games I’d never tried before. And on the second to last day we sat together, shared a drink, and talked like before about his adventures, his life and mine, and my experiences of the Faire.
This was the last day the Faire would be in Elwynn for a whole month. I felt like I wanted him to stay. But he had places to go, and I couldn’t very well just abandon the Faire. But he promised me something exciting for the last day. He waited until night.
“What is it?” I asked repeatedly, giggling like I hadn’t for years. He just put a finger to my lips.
 He had covered my eyes and led me down to the docks. I could tell by the lapping of water against the wood. But soon we were walking on sand. Was he leading me all the way to the shore by the forest?
Finally, his hands let go of mine. 
“Okay, Kara. Open your eyes. We’re here.” 

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The Stockbroker

Success…. how do you measure it…. wealth, happiness, longlife? Most usually considered the first to be enough…. have lots of money and you can buy all the others. In many cases this is true… but stress is the killer…. quite literally in my case…. Im accepted as one of the best stockbrokers in the field…. I make descions every day that could make or cost millions…. trash peoples life savings.. cause suicide… do you have any idea what that kind of responsibilty can do to you… If you cant deal with it… then you can expect a whole family of ulcers by the time your thirty… and a heart attack shortly after… thats if you dont go completly hat stand and drive your self into a freeway bridge.
So, you look for ways to relieve the stress, I had tried shooting, skydiving, all manner of zen relaxtion techniques… they all worked to some degree but the niggle was still there… I knew I had most bases covered… im not stupid like some of the get rich brigade… when i started I lived simply long after i could afford not to… my money was invested in sophisticated software that monitored all kinds of indicators and paged me if changes required my attention. A network of informants fed me constant streams of data… political moods in china, crop results in russia, rebel acticity in the Sudan… it all effects somebodys stock somewhere… Knowledge is power..
So… i make millions… my personal portfolio was equal to the GNP of some small countries.. I was a silent partner in all the major mega corporations… I have more money than i could possibly spend…. Im still making those descions…. but stress isnt an issue….. Why? well thats an interesting story…….
Its a friday night… The markets have just closed in LA… and the weekend has finally hit the world, As I walk back to the parking lot the day creeps back into my head…. the anger begins to rise anew as i think about Jones… the fucking moron had made a serious of catastophic recomendations to some of our customers, in order to make him self a few million… It had taken me 6 hours of frantic phonecalls to 4 continents, called in countless personal favours and and cost me a year of my life in additional stress to clean it all up… he had played it cool… claiming he was acting in good faith… right up until my tracker software gave away his profits from the deals… then he tried to bluff…. I got asked what I wanted for a bonus… I wanted his head on a stick and I meant it, I settled for his immediate dismissal…
I have it under control again by the time i reach my car.. the Aston Martin Vantage was an old style piece of British engineering… rugid, throaty and spartan… yet it accelerated like a Nascar and handled like dream.. I Loved it… it was one of the few visible signs of wealth that I flouted.. I never liked flashy people.. no style…
As I sit down the phone rings… there is no caller ID, which makes me curious as very few people have this number… about 6 that I can recall… So I answer… ‘Fred Reed?’
‘Yes.. may I ask who is calling and more to the point how you got this number?’
The voice is soft… a slight southern twang… mixed with northern accents… odd mix… She breaths into the phone rather than talks… ok.. im REALLY curious now.
‘Im a businees woman Mr Reed… And like yourself, believe that knowledge is power, I paid for it Mr Reed… a great deal of money in fact, Your people are very loyal… Something else that I also appreciate.’
‘Ok… You have my attention… but not for long Miss?’
‘Please just call me Red’
‘Well Kelly…. I have had a horrendous week… if i dont get home and swallow a small lake of antacids I fear for my stomach… so what do you want?’
‘Hmmm stress Mr Reed… Thats the point here really.. you have it, I can help you to make it go away…. Jones really was a moron you know.. and had everything coming to him… I am surprised you handled it as well as you did considering his past incompetence.’
What the fuck? How the hell did she know that… My eyes narrow as I reply
‘Red… now im not curious im concerned… you have access to information that is confidetial and I dont like it…. what is the point of this conversation?’
‘Please calm yourself… as I said.. Knowledge is power… and I always thoroughly research all potential clients, I need to know them.. intimatly.. to enable me to employ a wide range of skills that do one thing and one thing only…. drop your stress levels to nothing and allow you to enjoy a long fruitful life… one that you have made a great deal of effort to procure.’
‘Go on… whats this then a sales pitch for a new yoga group?’
A throaty chuckle ‘Hardly Mr Reed…. its Oh so much more than that… if you agree to my terms.. I will guarntee no stress… ever… I willl monitor your vital signs via a small bracelet and know when you are in need of my services.. and with all the data I have on you, will perform whatever service is necessary to ensure that you return to work the following day ready to go again…. and always on a friday…. you always get Friday…. I work for one client at a time Mr Reed… A secret employee that meets every desire… knows your every thought and fantasy and delivers them when you need them.. each especially tailored to you and your mood’
‘And how much is this going to cost me?’
‘2% of the interest from your personal portfolio… every month… no other charges… ever’
‘Lady you must be out of your fucking mind….. Thats close to a million dollars a month.’
‘Actually… its closer to a million and a half at your current holdings value… but then if your performance drops.. so does my share… and if you die … it stops all together… its a very small price to pay…. but I can understand your hesitation… you are probably thinking im just an expensive whore… at the basest sense I am… and make no apologies for it… but I choose whom I work for…. and this is a once only offer…. but I wouldnt expect you to invest these sorts of sums without proof… so here is what I propose…. I will deposit one million dollars in an escrow account, the details are being datalinked to your PDA, you will do the same….. If after this weekend you opt not to take up a contract with myself… then my million becomes yours… does that sound fair?… If you decide that you require my services full time than I will take your million as a Deposit against injury to myself…. returned at the termination of our contract.’
‘You are obviously very sure of yourself’
I downloaded the data to my PDA… it was all as she said…. the contract was simple yet ironclad… Escrow ones usually were… I mulled it over… this weekend huh….. damn i could do with the relief… and I had nothing to loose……
‘Ok Red… good offer and I accept…. so what now?’
The voice had changed now…. from professional to a promise of things to come….
‘Sign Mr Reed… biometric signature is acceptable…. then return the contract….. then simply go home…… everything is in place….. all is prepared….. go home.’
The phone line clicks off…… and I start the car….. home…. go home… I can do that… and a little smile of anticipation fights its way onto my face
Its about a 20 min drive to the coast and the gated estate I live on, exclusive quiet.. even inside the secure perimeter its 500 m’s to my nearest neighbor. Which is why I like it… I never invite anyone here.. it’s my little fortress of solitude… if I have to entertain I do it at a restaurant or a function room. Despite the fact that i have more money than god I know people would be very surprised if they could see my home… its bloody spartan to be honest…. 5 bedrooms, four of them empty… mine only has a bed and a tv… a large living room with a single sofa and a huge tv plus my games consoles… a dining room.. with a simple table and two chairs (i put my feet on the spare).. a simple kitchen…. and a fridge full of beer and bacon imported from the UK… even after all this time here I still cant abide the rubbish that Americans settle for. Oh and the study… stacked to the roof with monitors and computers all tracking various news groups and stocks… tools of the trade.
Its a good job The Aston almost drives itself… im not concentrating really… my mind is full of images of what this intriguing woman is going to look like… and I cant summon an image… not enough information… that alone is distracting… well soon find out.. I pull up to the gate and Charlie.. one of the swing shift security team…. steps out…. he runs the pda scanner over my cars IFF then steps forward…’You know the drill Mr Reed’… I lean out the window and open my left eye fully… and he places the retinal scanner to my face… it bleeps once… (I love tight security.. keeps unwanted guests away)… ‘All clear sir… and the last of the contractors left 30 mins ago… all accounted for’… now that goes right over my head… till im driving away.. What the… what bloody contractors….
Im suspicious as I approach my house… The lights are on and the perimeter defense is on standby… OK.. she said go home…. I was expecting another call when I got there.. not a visitor.. There is a new Porsche 911 ragtop on the drive.. to the right of my usual spot…. So.. I get out and tuck the 9mm into my pants, just in case, and approach the front door…. The lighting seems different, softer and I can hear the faint strains of classical music playing.. The door senses my approach and opens automatically…. and step into…. well not my house… its all changed…. Its as if an interior designer with access to my brain has gone nuts and decorated it the way I would have if I could have mustered the time or energy… A lot of warm browns and scarlet.. soft furnishings and light fittings…. all my personal effects, medals.. certificates.. all framed and on display.. wow….
I step in.. the dining room table catches my eye… it is huge.. a good 12 seater.. looks to be ewe… a deep orange and simple grain… tasteful.. I like it…. a simple brass candle holder… 4 candles glowing.. enough illumination to reveal 2 place settings one is empty.. a bowl of soup sits steaming…. the other contains a shadow…
‘Good evening Mr Reed… I hope that everything is to your satisfaction?’
‘I don’t know how you pulled this off… quite frankly I don’t care.. its perfect.. and smoothly done.. but you know that don’t you?
‘Time, money.. spend enough you can get anything done… believe me Sir You already represent a considerable investment on my part… friends… family.. lovers… all interviewed carefully… all paid to be discrete.. I have to know you.. to better serve your…. needs.’
She stands and moves into the light….. she halts a few paces from me… one foot slightly forward… presenting herself for inspection… she is wearing black sandals.. 4″ heels… a deep blue skirt, split to the knee, a matching corset… simple elegant.. her neck is encased in a white gold torque…. I take in her shape… its full and curved… (thank god.. cant stand women who are all bone)… her hair is red as expected.. I play my eyes over her taking in small details… french polish nails… burgundy toe polish…. a single simple ring… celtic i think… a similar design on the ear rings.. full lips… dark eyes.. the sort of simple make up that requires real skill and a lot of time to make it look right…. then I end at her eyes… green… bright green…. they sparkle with the candles… and she has a smile in them that matches the slight smirk on her lips…. impish.. playful..
‘Very nice Red… very nice.’
‘Good… dinner is served’ she indicates the soup and I sit down… now I could go on and on about that meal, suffice to say it was also perfect.. simple and well cooked… im a man of simple tastes I guess…. I drink wine but cant tell the cheap crap from the good, you understand. After dinner we talked, about everything.. politics.. history… work.. well my work… 3 hours of conversation.. some quiet some animated as we disagreed… and in all that time I learned next to nothing about her…
So.. its close to midnight.. we have had a few beers… split a bottle of wine…. when she leans in..’ ‘You know… I warmed up that hot tub of yours….. seems a huge waste………’
I grinned at her.. ‘Well you seemed to have changed everything else…. you lead the way.. I may get lost.’
I follow her outside to the pool area…. the bulbs in the hot tub have been changed to red… how appropriate….. as she turns to face me she pulls the cord on the front laced corset and runs a finger slowly down the hooks… all the time she is looking straight at me… the laces give way and the corset falls to the ground…. she takes a pace towards me and the skirt falls too… she is naked beneath it…. her breasts are full and her nipples hard…. her pussy is shaved clean. She steps in and begins to slowly unbutton my shirt…. she breathes slowly in to my neck.. inhaling my cologne…. She wears something subtle.. It simply smells fresh.. crisp.
‘Do you know what the secret of a really good blow job is?’…..
‘Just getting one is a good start.’… she chuckles in my ear….
‘OOO no.. its more than that…. its about… rhythm.’ she kicks off one shoe..
‘Suction’… she kicks off the other as I support her..
‘And Friction.’….. she drops to her knees in front of me…. my pants are undone…. and she pulls them down…. then my underwear…. and she looks in me in the eye as she slowly grabs my hard cock….
‘Oh yes…. and always.’…. she licks the tip
‘Always’…. she runs her tongue up and down the shaft briefly.
‘Swallow’….
With that she sucks my cock into her mouth and and takes the whole length… she applies slow suction whilst keeping the tip of her tongue pressed against the underside…. then she begins to work her head back and forth… all the time… suction… friction…. a steady rhythm.. slowly increasing in pace…. I have to spread my legs as I can feel the tension in my balls…. she cups my sack and gently squeezes…. I want to grab her head and shove my cock in deep.. but this is her show and I settle for her shoulders…. she is sucking a finger as she sucks me… then I feel her hand on my ass…. she slowly plays with the entrance to my asshole… then gently pushes in the wet finger…. That’s new!…. it also sends me over the edge… as I begin to buckle she drives her head forward taking every inch into her mouth… each spasm sends a spurt of cum straight into her throat.. I can feel her swallow each time….. she keeps going till the shudders stop…. then stands and kisses me… I can taste myself on her tongue.. I don’t care
‘Fucking hell’
She simply smiles and and steps away… stepping into the pool… I follow and she stops me at the edge, I was about to get in when i realize I still had my pants and shoes on… idiot. She bends forward and removes them quickly and I step down in front of her… she slips into my arms and we begin to kiss…. slowly… teasing… tongues touch and dance.. hers into my mouth.. mine into hers…. I fall back onto the seat and she comes down onto me… her legs astride mine she begins to grind against me….. Im already as hard as a rock again..
‘My my Mr Reed… you are a healthy boy.’
She steps up onto the seat and grabs my shoulders… then sinks back down onto my lap… she doesn’t need her hands as she expertly guides herself onto my cock… I feel it enter her and slowly push in… her pussy is boiling.. or seems so.. I can feel her heat …. as she begins to work up and down she slowly grinds in a figure of eight…. gripping me with her muscles as I enter and relaxing as she pulls her self up….. All the time she is breathing in my ear…. soft moans build to small cries as she approaches orgasm… im just along for the ride…. with a final scream she bits my neck and rams herself down onto me… she shudders….’yeeeessssssss’.. then kisses me…
‘No stress Mr Reed.. all your fantasies… and you will never have to ask.. I will anticipate them all.. and deliver…. tonight.. tonight is simple we will cover the basic common ones that all men have..’
With that she raises herself and reaches behind her to grab my still hard cock.. she leans in and whispers in my ear.
‘Starting with you fucking my ass.’
She places my cock at her ass and slowly pushes herself down…. then a small cry escapes her as it pops through the muscle… then my cock begins to sink into her… its tight… she grunts as she bottoms out… then begins to fuck me in earnest, no slow build up … straight into a hard fuck…. she leans back and I take her weight… then she looks at me and snarls
‘Now fuck me… fuck my ass hard… fuck it like you have always wanted too…. Im a slut who likes it… do it.. go on… FUCK ME!’
A growl escapes me as i ram my self up into her ass… ‘YES… just like that’…. I grab her and buck her up and down on my cock.. she is grunting each time I slam in… then she reaches down and pinches her nipples hard… pulling them tight… I push my hand into my lap and place my thumb against her clit.. she bangs into it each time iI ram home….. I can feel another orgasm approaching… as can she… ‘Yes finish it… finish inside my ass… cum in my ass… come on you bastard FUCK ME HARDER!.’…. that’s too much and I ram home in quick jabs…. I feel her ass clench my cock as I shoot my load into her… she screams and falls across me as her second orgasm hits home…. we both lie there.. exhausted…
‘Wow… just wow…. ‘
‘Oh… this is just the warm up Mr Reed…. but you need to rest a little… so why don’t we retire to the Bedroom?’
We climb from the tub and briskly dry off with the towels that were by the tub (no surprise by now)… then she takes my hand and leads me upstairs… we enter the master bedroom… and another surprise…. more decorating… the room is burgundy and cream.. all coordinated with drapes etc… a new bed… and a huge bed…. I think it covered 2 zip codes… brass head and foot… cream bedding… pillows and in the middle of the bed…. was a blonde… she was naked apart from leather manacles on ankle and wrist and a collar round her neck…. she stretches ,posing artfully. Her shoulder length hair frames an impish smile.. ‘Welcome Mr Reed’
‘To the other most common fantasy for men………’
Red takes my hand and leads me to my new sofa…. ‘Sit.. enjoy’
She kisses me briefly and moves to the bed. She sits on the corner and draws one knee upto her chest..’This is Dee.. we have been friends for a long time… close friends.’ Dee moves up behind her and cuddles in close… she begins to kiss Red’s neck and ear…. gently nibbling. Her right hand moves up and round and caresses Red’s breast, twisting and tweaking the nipple gently…. her left moves down between Red’s legs and strokes her pussy… running her finger up the slit… it slips in easily and she begins to finger her with slow strokes….
Red reaches up and pulls Dee’s head down to her mouth… they kiss… with a languid passion… slowly.. with a familiarity that is obvious… both of thier hands are in constant motion exploring, touching, teasing and stroking…. Red’s hips are begining to move against Dee’s hand…. becoming more urgent as her excitemnet mounts…. the kisses become stronger and more demanding….
Dee backs away pulling Red down onto the bed…. when she is flat on her back they kiss again… the kiss moves from the mouth to the neck…. slowly down…. the chest… both nipples are briefly sucked and licked… the stomach….. inner thigh…. Dee’s eyes flare briefly then half close as Red burrows into her pussy… licking and sucking with abandon….. Dee drops her head between Reds legs and it seems like they are in competition as to who can make the other cum first. Low moans change to small cries….. Red breaks first… she thrusts her hips up onto Dee’s tongue as her clit is nibbled and licked…. Her orgasm shatters her concentration and she stops briefly…… Dee spins round and sits directly on Red’s face…. ‘Finish me’…
I cant really see what is going on…. so I stand and move round…. Red has her arms locked round Dee’s thighs and is pulling her down onto her mouth… she appears to be rolling her tongue round Dee’s clit….. Dee is breathing harder… Small grunts and moans…. she throws back her head and an animal snarl breaks free as she cums…. then she collapses forward.
Red moves out from under her and grabs her wrists… then pulls them together and quickly shackles them to the head board…’Your a long way from finished yet’. She pulls some sort of harness from under a pillow. Its a strap on…. about 8″… and pretty life like… Im begining to feel inadequate… but hey… who cares…… Dee is looking at me .. a half smile on her lips as she braces herself…. Red slips up behind… ‘Where you want it…. pussy or ass?’.
‘Both’
Red positions the head of the rubber cock and rubs it up and down Dee’s slit….. teasing… she enters.. then withdraws… never letting more than an inch penetrate…. this goes on for an eternity…. well it seems like it to me… and to Dee who is becoming increasingly frustarted…. pushing backwards, straining… never quite enough… then as Dee rams back to reach the withdrawing cock… Red reverses and slams forward………….. burying it to the hilt… Dee screams as Red begins to pound in and out…. She is held by Red… who seems intent on pushing it in as far as she can… and as fast as she can… Red grabs Dee’s hair and pulls her head back and bites her neck… I can just make out her whisper.. ‘You ready?’
‘Yes’
‘You want it in the ass?’
‘YES’
Then I notice that Red had been working her fingers in and out of Dee’s ass… lubing it…. I could see 2 fingers slipping in and out easily…. Red Quickly shifts position… the head of the cock slides into Dee’s ass… then slowly slips in about half way…. Red pulls back… then pushes about three quarters in….. pulls back.. then slams it in to the base….. Dee has her eyes closed and her head on her hnads as Red begins to stroke back and forth,,, slowly and with the whole length….. ‘Faster?’
‘Yes… oh god…… yes’
The pace quickens…. I can see sweat running down both thier backs…. I watch as the muscles in Reds ass flex…. the whitening of Dee’s knuckles … Rapid breathing …. The pace quickens again…. Dee is moaning each time the shaft is buried in her… Red seems to be close too…… As Dee’s second orgasm hits her… her legs twitch and she cant seem to decide between collapsing or rearing up…. Red grabs her hips and drives it fully home one last time and grinds her hips… then cums again herself……… The pair…. stop… spent….. Im sat there… mouth open like a complete half wit and a raging hard on…. Red chuckles…. nudges Dee
‘I think we broke him’…
Dee Laughs… ‘Na i can see life from here.’
‘So you can…. now we cant let that go to waste…. come here Mr Reed…. your turn.’
I climb up unto the bed, between the two of them, and lie on my back… they both snuggle in close and begin to gently trail thier fingers over my chest.. then down my stomach… my thighs… then back up… all the while they are nibbling my ears and neck… then they kiss gently round to my mouth and there is this strange three way kiss…. tradin partners constantly or all together… I dont know what to touch first… so settle for just holding them in close.
Red pulls away briefly, then comes back clutching 3 straws…. ‘OK… we all pull one of these.. there are numbers on each… thats the order we go in… who gets complete attention…’
I draw first… second…. then Dee…. third…. ‘oh my’… says Red… ‘Little ol me gets to go first’
With that she crawls over me and deposits herself in the middle. She throws back one arm and in a awful southern accent declares.. ‘Take me… you use me as you will…
Dee jumps off the bed and starts rummaging for something… I begin by kissing her deeply.. I can feel her legs being drawn apart… I look down and see Dee attaching cuffs to Reds ankles… then she attaches a leg spreader…. she passes me the wrist cuffs and Red presents her hands… pouting in mock dismay…. a flash of inspiration takes me…. and I pull her wrists down and lock them to her ankles… she is held tight.. open… I grab a dildo from the pile and move between her legs… its a ‘rabbit’ style vibrator… As I tease her with the tip Dee moves up and begins to rub a bullet on Reds nipples as she licks and kisses them back to hardness… As I slip the Vibe in I drop down and taste her myself… I run the tip of my tongue round her lips… the vibe slips in.. out… she is thrusting up to meet my tongue but I pull away each time…. I can hera her moaning as she is stimulated… then a gasp… Dee has attached nipple clamps to Reds breasts… I begin to lick her in earnest…. swirling my tongue on her clit whilst pumping the vibe in and out… I slip a finger up her ass and pump that as well…… then I bury the rabbit deep .. the ears locked onto her clit…. she begins to gasp and thrust upwarsd… as her ass leaves the bed i slip my head under and run my tongue from her slit to her ass…. teasing it with my tongue then pushing it in.. rimming her…. That sends her over… she orgasms again… ‘OH GOD’…
‘Dee put on that strap on’… she grins and obeys..
I detach the spreader bar, then move back to the top of the bed…. I pull Red on top of me, her back to my chest… Then position my cock at her ass…. and drop her onto it… she screams as I push my whole cock straight in… but can do nothing as I hold her in place…. thrusting with only the last part of my cock… Dee crawls onto Red…. ‘Double… your favourite’… Red nods weakly as Dee gets into position…. then begins to ease in.. I can feel the head of the strap on cock move past my own…. through the thin wall I can feel that it vibrates too…. Then we both begin to thrust… slowly… alternating…. then faster… bottoming out at the same time… changing every minute… Red hangs between us a constant stream of gasps, moans, cries and swearing. ‘God… im gonna cum again……’… I can feel Reds muscles contract…. then her head jerks forward as her orgasm rolls over her….. ‘Keep going’ I command…. Im close myself…. We contuniue to thrust into her…. fast and hard… ‘I have to stop… I cant take anymore’,,, That doesnt deter us as we thrust harder, if anything. Red is screaming each time we ram home…. her legs are twitching and her hands flex spasmodically….. ‘SHIT….. NOT AGAIN’…. Red convulses into another orgasm… I thrust up… lifting both of them off the bed…. I cum in her ass… it feels like im exploding…… Dee gives three final quick thrusts and cums herself…. she shudders then collapses to the side… onto the bed … ‘Holy Shit!’… is all I can manage..
I lift Red off me and release her… she pounces on me…. sitting on my chest…. she pokes a finger at me….’YOU’ ….. ‘Are going to pay for that!.’…
‘Oh really…?’
‘Yes… because … now its your turn.’
Red slid down my body and led against my right side…. she slowly kiises me and trails her fingers up down my chest… Dee slides up my othe side and pulls my face to hers… she kisses me deeply… forcefully… her tongue pushes into my mouth.. probing.
They both bring one knee up onto my thighs… and draw my arms above my head.. I am stretched out fully a beautiful woman on either side… hand and tongues exlplore my chest and neck…. SNICK… What the?… They ahve attached a pair of handcuffs and im now firmly secured to the headboard….. ‘ermm whats going on?’…. ‘Relax baby.. we wont bite.. well not much.’
They both slide down my body… keeping them selves pressed against me. I feel light kisses and licks trail towards my crotch…. I cant see what they are doing.. the angle is all wrong and thier hair blocks the view…. its maddening…. then a mouth engulfs my cock… … the warmth is incredible… her tongue slides over my tip… anothe licks up and down the shaft… they trade roles… they keep alternating….. then a hand cups and plays with my balls… a finger slips into my ass…. They slip apart slightly and I get to see exactly who is doing what.
They both look up and lock thier eyes on mine… i watch as two tongues lick up and down my cock…. then Red sucks it briefly…. then Dee… then they kiss…. ‘ughhhhh’.. is about all I can manage… they start to quicken the pace…. Red is actaully fingering my ass now… Dee is szueezing my nuts whilst sucking me… Red wanks me under Dee’s lips….. I can feel it building again and start to raise my hips and thrust upwards…. They quicken the pace again…. ‘Oh shit!…. im gonna cum.’…. Dee stops… my cock just in her mouth…. but Red continues to wank me into her mouth….. I shoot another load… I didnt think I would manage again……. As I collapse Red pulls Dee to her and they kiss…. I know that my cum is now rolling around in both thier mouths…. Holy Crap… I cant believe im still hard!.
Red pulls Dee across my lap… facing towards my feet… I can feel oil being pored on my cock…. Then Red reaches under her and holds my cock upright…. Dee scoots forward and the drops slowly onto my cock…. spearing her self on my cock…. she grinds briefly then raises up and moves forward slightly… then lowers again… this time i feel it push into ther ass…. Red sets the pace by holding her self against Dee… hugging and kissing… she moves her up and down….. She reaches behind her and grabs a double ended dildo… its about 18″ long….. she then pushs half of it inot her self then returns to Dee’s embrace…. she feeds the other end into Dee’s dripping pussy and then they begin to grind… slowly at first but the pace seems to quicken…. Red freezes about 3 ” away from Dee who continues to hump the cocks impaling her…. as she slams forward the double neded dildo fills her pussy and her clit hammers into Red’s…. as she pulls back my cock spears her ass and she buries it in herself totally….. They are bothe leaning back …. thier hips pounding backwards and forwards…. I catch a glimps that Red has buried a dildo in her own ass…. they fuck themselves harder and harder…. and all I can do is watch…. they are both grunting…. screaming….. a animal howl escapes them both as they cum….. they slump over eachother…. holding eachother upright as the spasms fade….
‘Wow’….. ‘What next?’
Red chuckles and looks at me over Dee’s shoulder… ‘It’s Dees turn… and I know just the thing.’
Red whispers something to Dee… I cant hear what… but she then moves to the centre of the bed and kneels up, knees spread. Red moves up behind her and slips a blindfold over her eyes… her hands trail lightly down Dee’s arms and she graps her wrists, pulling them up… there are two light clicks as Red fastens the wrist mancles to D-rings on the collar…. Dee laces her fingers behind her neck… to ease the strain… and waits.
Red motions to me to get off the bed and I join her by the Stereo…. she turns on a CD of dance music…. dont ask me what.. it was all bass and looped samples…. She whispers to me…. ‘We are gonna tease…. torment…. get her close and stop… then start again….and no talking.’
With that she returns to the bed, kneels to the left of Dee and runs a single finger across her stomach…. barely touching the skin….. Dee gasps at the unexpected touch. I move to the other side… taking my lead from Red I place my hand briefly on her leg… then touch her shoulder…. Red is planting small kisses on her shoulders. We circle her like a pair of sharks… a touch here.. a kiss there… all fleeting… gentle.
‘Oh please…’ she moans…. the gentle torture continues…. Dee’s body pushes towards each touch… hoping for more…. her whole body has become an enormous erogemous zone… I lie down in front of her… my mouth a few inches from her pussy…. I breath a little more deeply, so that she can feel the heat of my breath across her lips, thigh…. The touch of my tongue to her skin… so close…. Dee tries to push down… to guide my tongue to her but Red grabs her hips… holding her… a silent command to remain still…
‘God…. this isnt fair…’
I cant help but smile and return to gently biting and kissing her upper thigh… I can see the muscles in her leg twitch each time I touch flesh…. inching slowly inwards…… eventually I close on the lips… they are puffy.. wet…. her clit is almost poking out between them. I run my tongue up… stopping just short…. then back down…. I lick her slowly and delight in the trembling I feel….. push my tongue in…. and run it up to her clit…. barely resting the tip on it…
Dee is breathing in short gasps…. Red is continuing her touches…. shoulder, breast, back, neck… sucks a finger…. kisses an ear… I still havent moved….. then I burrow in …. sucking her clit into my mouth…. I circle her clit with the tip of my tongue… keeping a steady pace… I match it to the motion of her hips… as she jerks faster I lick faster….. I listen to the small moams as they become ragged gasps….. I can taste a slight differnce and she throws her head back as an orgasm approaches…. Ad she screams…….. as I pull away and sit up….
‘NONONONONO you bastard….. ‘
I kiss Red briefly and she smiles that wicked smile….. then takes my place between Dee’s legs… Three… no four times we do this….. each time it becomes harder to stop in time… the gaps shorter….. Dee is sweating and jerking at every touch.. no matter where or how light…. I catch Reds eye and she nods. and mouths ‘NOW’
Red begins a fresh assault on Dee… her tongue working clit… lips .. ass… I take Dee in my arms and kiss her neck with fervour…. biting and sucking… I grab her hair and twist her face to mine…. Pushing my tongue into her mouth… she responds in kind… its an angry frenzied kiss….I reach round and take hold of both nipples, twist them harshly….I lean back pulling her up slightly so that Red has better access…… the kiss breaks and Dee flops back against me then rears off the bed screaming as the orgasm is finally allowed to finish….. her hips jerk and I have to hold her tight as spasm after spasm racks her body….. after I dont know how long we all seemed to calm down….. It has almost felt like I had cum too…… I unclip the manacles and Dee stretches…. pulling off the blindfold she stares at the two of us… ‘Thats just MEAN!’….
‘I cant help but grin….’ I would like to say im sorry… but im not… would you like me to?.. I will’
‘Bastard’
‘Mr Bastard to you.’
Then the fact that I was exhausted seemed to just flood in…. I yawned and lay down … opening my arms to these delightful women… I pulled them in close…. as I felt the darkness creep over me….I said…
‘Red…. your hired’

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God, he thought, I’ve just sucked my sister’s pussy. What have I done? As he sat there in shock, Jamie reached down and stroked her own pussy, rubbing her clit fiercely as she sat up.
“God, that was wonderful, James,” she said, her eyes glistening. “Thank you so much.”
“Jamie, this isn’t right,” James protested, overcome with guilt at what they had done. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
“I know, but we’re not doing anything really wrong. I mean, nothing can happen from this, can it?”
“No, but –” James started to explain as Jamie leaned over and again grasped his cock in her hands. “You shouldn’t be doing this,” he protested as she bent and licked the end of his cock.
“I want to see it cum,” she said. “I’ve never seen it before.”
“Look in the hole,” James said, “they’re bound to cum soon.”
Jamie looked up from where she had begun to lick his cock and moved to the hole. Just as she put her eye to the hole, she saw her father pulling his cock from her mother’s pussy, spent, their combined juices running from her gaping cunt.
“Gosh, look, James,” Jamie said, moving aside for him to see.
As James put his eye to the hole to see his mother’s cunt oozing cum, Jamie reached over and grabbed his cock and began to lick it again, sucking it into her mouth as she had seen her mother doing to her father. As she continued to suck his cock, James got quickly worked up, especially after seeing his mother’s cum-filled snatch oozing in front of him. As he felt his balls stirring in prelude to orgasm, he tensed up.
“I think I’m going to cum,” he said as Jamie sucked harder at his cock. “Oh, God, I’m cumming,” he gasped as he felt his balls contract and begin to shoot his cum out the end of his cock.
Jamie quickly grasped his cock in her hands and watched as it pulsed and pumped his cum into the air, just like she had seen John’s do earlier. Then she leaned over and took it back into her mouth before he had finished cumming, gently sucking the rest of his cum into her mouth and swallowing it before sitting back, a satisfied smile on her face while she rested her elbows on her knees, which were pulled up, still showing her cunt to James.
James just lay there in shock. He couldn’t believe that his sister had just sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. This just couldn’t be happening. Opening his eyes, he saw Jamie sitting there smiling at him, one hand trailing through her pussy.
“That was really nice,” she said. “I didn’t mind that at all. I always thought it would be dirty and unpleasant, but it’s really nice.”
“It was really unbelievable,” James said. “I can’t believe we did this.”
“Huh, I can’t either,” Jamie said, “but I’m not sorry. You’re my twin brother and I feel closer to you than to anyone in the whole world. I feel safe learning with you.”
“But I don’t know anything,” James protested. “I’ve never done these things before.”
“Even better,” Jamie said. “We can learn together.”
“I think you should go to bed,” James said. “It’s late and we should think about this.”
“There’s nothing to think about, James,” Jamie said. “It’s all right. I won’t tell and I’m sure you won’t either. This’ll be our secret,” she said as she got to her feet. Moving over to James, she hugged him and gave his cock a big squeeze as she walked from the closet.
“Didn’t you like licking me?” Jamie asked shyly as she walked to the door.
“I’ve never tasted anything so wonderful in my life,” James said, “but that doesn’t mean it’s okay.”
“Well, it’s okay with me, and that’s the only thing that counts where this is concerned,” Jamie said. “I hope we can do this some more.”
“Go to sleep,” James said, “you’ll feel differently in the morning.”
“We’ll see,” she said. “Good night.”
“Good night,” James replied, closing the door after her.
When Jamie woke up the next morning, she stretched, then smiled as she remembered the night before. From Sheri’s escapade to finding James watching their parents having sex and then watching herself and playing with James and his playing with her, what a drastic change in her life. Everything had been so innocent and naive before. But it sure had been nice, she thought, rubbing her pussy as she lay there. I wonder what James thinks of last night, she mused as she rubbed her pussy.
Slowly getting out of bed, Jamie pulled her bathrobe on and went to James’ door and knocked softly. Getting no response, she opened the door and looked inside. James wasn’t there. Going out to the kitchen, she found her mother having her breakfast. She looked different to her now. Having seen her fucking and sucking the night before had changed her perception of her parents. They seemed a whole lot cooler now than they had before.
“Where’s James?” Jamie asked.
“He went to football practice and your father went to work. It’s just you and me. What are you going to do today?”
“Oh, I’ve got some studying to do, then I’m going out tonight with the girls.”
“You seem to like them. You spend a lot of time with them,” June commented.
“They’re fun. I mean, we’re all cheerleaders. We do a lot of things together.”
“Well, as long as you’re having fun.”
“Thanks, mom,” she said, kissing her on the cheek.
Meanwhile, Art had arrived at work in shorts and a T-shirt as it was a Saturday and no clients would be in the office. When he arrived, he noticed Larry’s car was already there, or still there. Going into the office, Larry hailed him as he entered his own office. Following him in, he sat down with a big grin.
“Well, you sure caught me last night,” he said.
“I didn’t mean to spy on you,” Art said, “I was just going to say goodnight.”
“Well, no harm done,” Larry said. “What did you think of Dawn’s dick taking?”
“Sure looked okay to me,” Art laughed, “but what about Mary?”
“It has nothing to do with Mary,” Larry replied. “I absolutely love Mary and always will, this is just fun, no involvement whatsoever.”
“June would go nuts,” Art observed, “if she ever thought I’d done anything like that.”
“You’ve never cheated on her?” Larry inquired.
“Never.”
“I’ll have to lend Dawn to you for a while. She’s a pretty good secretary too. In fact, she’ll be here any minute. I asked her to come in and finish up some letters.”
“Well, I have some work to finish,” Art said. “I won’t interrupt you as I leave.”
“Don’t worry, it’s all right,” Larry laughed.
At that moment Dawn arrived, wearing tight short shorts and a halter top which showed her big full tits to advantage. Larry went to his own office then and Art concentrated on his work. A short time later, Larry poked his head into his office and announced that he was leaving now.
“Dawn’s going to finish up some letters, then she’ll be done. I’ll see you Monday.”
“All right. See you,” Art said.
As he returned to his work, Art found his attention wandering. Last night with June had been wonderful. She seemed to be blossoming more and more since they had moved to Nebraska. She was really shedding some of her inhibitions. At that moment Dawn entered his office and asked him to look over the letters that she had just finished for Larry. Looking up at her, Art frankly appraised her. She looked to be about 5’4″, 120 pounds. She had brunette hair and nice hazel eyes. Her full tits were matched by the lushness of her body. He could see her nipples straining under the halter top as the air conditioning took its toll.
As he looked over the letters, Dawn stood next to him. He was very aware of her bare thigh right next to his shoulder. Asking her a question about something in the letter, Dawn leaned over his desk, rubbing her tit on his shoulder as she explained what she had done. As she went to stand back up, Art turned to say something to her just as she turned to him, poking him in the eye with her right tit. As he rubbed his eye, Dawn leaned over to see if he was okay, giving him a bird’s eye view down her halter top of her tits. They were really something. Then suddenly Dawn grabbed his head and pulled it into her cleavage, burying his face between her tits. As Art sat back in astonishment, Dawn spilled her tits out of her top and began to rub them, pulling on the nipples.
“Aren’t they nice?” she asked, running her tongue across her lips.
“They’re fine,” Art sputtered, “but I’m married.”
“Oh, I know,” she said, “so’s Larry. I don’t mind.”
“Well, my wife sure would,” Art said.
“I’m certainly not going to tell her,” Dawn said, sinking to her knees in front of him, leaning forward and rubbing her tits in his crotch. “I just like to play sometimes.”
“This isn’t right,” Art protested as she began rubbing and squeezing his cock through his pants.
“Just you relax,” Dawn said, undoing his shorts and pulling his rapidly growing cock out into the air. “Just you relax.”
Then Dawn held his cock with one hand and squeezed her tits together around it with the other hand, letting it slide back and forth between her tits. Art shook his head in disbelief as he watched his cock sliding up and down between her tits, her big hard nipples sticking out. Then she leaned over and licked the end of his cock, causing it to twitch in response.
“Ooh, it likes me,” Dawn squealed as she opened her mouth and let his cock slide into it, lathing it with her tongue as she gently sucked on it.
Art just sat back and watched as his cock disappeared into Dawn’s mouth. He could feel it pressing against the back of her throat as she sucked on it. While she sucked on him, Dawn continued to play with her tits, rubbing and pulling on the nipples while she continued to slurp his big stick. As Art felt his balls begin to churn, his cock pulsed as Dawn took his balls in her hand and gently rolled them around, massaging them as she continued to suck his cock. Then he felt himself spasm as he began to cum. Dawn sucked as quickly as she could, swallowing all of his cum as it filled her mouth. After he finished cumming, she continued to suck him gently for a few minutes before rising to her feet.
“Umm, that was so nice. I really like the taste of cum,” she said. “Well, I’ll let you get back to your work now. Thanks a lot.”
As she left his office, Art sat back in his chair, spent, his limp cock laying in his lap. God, what a job, he thought. June’ll kill me if she ever finds out. Rearranging himself, Art returned to his work, forcing himself to concentrate.
Meanwhile, James had gone to football practice. It was a good practice, especially knowing all the tension over who was going to start had been settled. After the practice as he was walking home, he ran into Sheri.
“Oh, hi, James,” she said. “How was practice today?”
“Hi, Sheri. It was great. We’re going to kill them next week.”
“Well, I’ll certainly be cheering for you.”
“Yeah, thanks.”
“Do you have any plans tonight?” Sheri asked innocently.
“Not really, not yet,” James stammered.
This was the head cheerleader. She was a real fox. All the guys talked about her all the time. Some of them said she’d go farther than any of the other girls. He couldn’t believe she was talking to him like this.
“I was going to go see a movie,” Sheri said. “Would you like to come with me maybe?”
“Well, sure,” James stammered, “I’d like that.”
“Good,” she smiled. “Why don’t we meet at 7:30 then?”
“Uh, sure. Where?”
“How about at the theater?”
“Okay. I’ll see you there.”
James fairly ran home. He couldn’t believe Sheri had asked him out. She was really good looking. Oh, no, he thought. How am I going to tell Jamie I’m going out with one of her new best friends, especially after what happened last night. Football practice had been good for helping put that out of his mind. Now it all came flooding back, Jamie catching him with his dick in his hand watching through his secret hole, then her sucking him and him sucking her. It had been magical. But it wasn’t right, he told himself. She’s my sister, my twin.
As he got home, he could see that Jamie and mom were sitting in the living room, Jamie doing homework and his mom reading. Man, she had sure been something last night. It seemed that she was getting more and more wild each day, he thought. Dad sure is lucky. As he entered the living room, he couldn’t quite meet Jamie’s eyes as he said hello. She gave him a puzzled look as he went to his room. After a few minutes, Jamie got up and went to talk to James. As she entered his room, he was pulling a towel around his waist to go shower.
“James, what’s the matter?” Jamie asked. “Why are you being weird?”
“Last night bothers me a little,” he replied. “Doesn’t it bother you at all?”
“It did a little, but no, I think it was fine. I told you why last night and I haven’t changed my mind.”
“Well, it’s different for me,” he said lamely, fidgeting with his towel.
“Well, I don’t want you being mad at me,” Jamie said. “You’re my best friend. If I can’t trust you with how I am, I can’t trust anyone.”
“Gosh, I never said you couldn’t trust me,” James declared. “I love you. It’s just hard accepting what happened for me.”
“Well, I woke up feeling better than I’ve ever felt in my life, thanks to you. I’m glad we did it and I’m not sorry. I’m sorry if you’re uncomfortable, but that’s all.”
“I’ll get over it,” James admitted with a grin, “it’s just very different.”
“Yeah, isn’t it,” Jamie smiled. “What are you doing tonight?”
“Oh, well, Sheri, I ran into Sheri after football practice and she invited me to a movie.”
“Are you going to go?” Jamie asked, remembering Sheri’s determination to get a hold of James.
“Sure. Why not? She’s the head cheerleader and I’m the quarterback. We’re supposed to go out by tradition, aren’t we?”
“I suppose. She’s pretty wild, you know?”
“I’ve heard some things.”
“Well, don’t do anything you’ll regret later, that’s all,” Jamie advised.
“You know me better than that,” James said.
“And I know Sheri better than that,” Jamie replied as she left his room.
That night as James left to go meet Sheri, Jamie went and found Heather and Janice. They all went to Roxy’s Grill for a soda and to talk. Jamie told them that Sheri had asked James out that day after football practice and that they were going to a movie. Heather clapped her hands with delight as Janice laughed. When it got to be around 9:45, they left for Sheri’s house, entering again through the back door.
As they secreted themselves in the study, Heather asked Jamie if she minded that Sheri was going to be with her brother. Replying that it was no big deal, Heather wanted to know how she was going to feel seeing her brother naked with Sheri. Jamie was thinking of how to respond to that when they heard the door opening and Sheri and James came in the door.
As they sat on the couch next to each other, they could hear Sheri telling James how much fun she had had going to the movies with him. Then she started talking about him being the quarterback and she was stroking his arm, squeezing his muscles. They could see that James was a little uncomfortable by the close quarters. Then Sheri leaned up against him and kissed him, not stopping until she got him to respond to her. As they broke their kiss, they could see Sheri smiling at James as she unbuttoned his shirt to run her hands all over his chest. Rubbing his chest and pinching his nipples, she continued to kiss him, pushing her tongue into his mouth in search of his.
After a few minutes of torrid kissing, Sheri sat up, fanning herself with her hand.
“It’s getting hot in here,” she said, kissing James again. “Don’t you think so?”
“It is a little warm,” he agreed, enthusiastically kissing her back.
“It’s too hot,” Sheri declared, sitting up and suddenly pulling her light sweater that she had been wearing over her head.
As she pulled her sweater up over her head, everyone could see that she had nothing on under it. Her big ripe tits bounced into view, her nipples already hard. James just stared in disbelief at her big beautiful tits.
“You don’t mind, do you?” Sheri asked, rubbing her tits. “It’s so hot in here.”
“No, I don’t mind. It’s okay,” James stammered as Sheri bent over to kiss him again, letting her tits press up against his bare chest.
As she kissed him, Sheri continued to rub her tits against his chest, pressing them into him. Then she took one of his hands and pulled it to her tit, laying it on her tit and encouraging him to squeeze her. As James began to play with her tits, her nipples grew even bigger and harder, which he encouraged by twisting and pulling on them.
“Suck on them a little,” Sheri encouraged, holding them up and offering them to him. “Go ahead.”
James hesitantly leaned forward and took one of Sheri’s nipples into his mouth and sucked on it, all the while massaging her other tit with his hands. As he continued sucking her tits, Sheri sighed and fell back on the couch, holding him to her tits as she did so. Letting her leg fall to the side, James was laying in between her legs sucking on her tits. After some minutes of this, Sheri pushed him up, saying that it was her turn.
Pushing him back on the couch, Sheri lay between his legs and began to suck on his nipples, teasing them and rubbing her tits on his stomach. Then she began to kiss his chest all over, sliding down to kiss his stomach and lick his belly button. While she was probing his belly button with her tongue, she let her hand fall to the bulge that was becoming prominent in his pants. She began to squeeze and rub his cock through his pants, causing it to press against them, trying to escape. As James lay back in bliss from the attentions of this beautiful girl, he felt her pull his zipper open and free his raging cock from the confines of his pants. Then he felt her breath on him as she opened her mouth and let his cock slide into it, sucking gently on it to the back of her throat.
Jamie was shocked watching how easily Sheri had begun to seduce James. She watched as Sheri pulled his cock out, the very cock she had herself sucked on the night before, and began to softly suck and lick it. Beside her, Heather was panting with excitement, one hand rubbing her tits, the other rubbing herself between the legs. Janice was watching Sheri and James and Heather in fascination. Every once in a while she would rub her own tits a little as she got excited from the action.
Jamie felt herself getting wet as she watched Sheri suck on her brother’s cock. Suddenly, Sheri stopped sucking on James. Looking at him as he opened his eyes, she smiled.
“Wouldn’t you like to do that to me?” she asked.
“What?” James asked.
“Why don’t you lick me a little bit,” she said, running her hands up under her skirt.
As James stared at her, she pulled her panties out from under her skirt, then crawled up his chest until her pussy was just inches from his face. James couldn’t believe the view. Sheri was sitting on his chest with her knees on either side of his head, her dark cunt just in front of his face, her pussy lips pouting open slightly. As he opened his mouth to say something, Sheri slid forward and covered his mouth with her pussy and began to rub it over his face.
Jamie could hear James sucking on Sheri’s pussy, hear him slurping her juices from her cunt just like he had done for her the night before. Well, she certainly knew how good that could feel. No wonder Sheri liked to play with the boys. Glancing to her side, she saw Heather now furiously rubbing her pussy. She had her skirt up and was rubbing herself through her panties, which Jamie could see were soaked with moisture. She could feel her own pussy brimming over with excitement and wished that it was her that was on the couch with James. They could hear Sheri’s excited chatter.
“God, that’s great. Stick your tongue in me. That’s it, deeper. Oh, yes, like that. Suck my clit. Yes, yes, oh, yes, that’s it. Suck it, suck it. Come on, suck harder. Suck harder. I’m going to cum. Suck harder. Oh, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” Sheri cried as she began to shake, her juices cascading onto James’ face and tongue as he lapped at her pussy, sucking up all the juices as they flowed from her cunt.

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