Eye for an Eye (Part 1)
My mouth was dry, head was aching and the room was spinning. To comfort my unforgivable hangover was this white fluffy pillow of which I rested my head upon. I couldn’t remember anything from the night before, at all.
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Ele: The Rebirth
-This story along with others I will add in the upcoming days or weeks are not fully edited. As i would like an editor I do not have one at the moment.
-This story does contain some romance and other genres but they are not the essential concept of the book.
-I will enter this book in the watty awards once it is good enough.
-I will update this book daily with new ideas and chapters so please stay tuned for that.
Intro to the book…This story takes place between modern day earth and in a world called Ele. It stars a young boy named Asher who was born and raised in a village hidden from the world. After losing his father in a accident when he was born, he remained secluded from society stays in the forest and befriended all the animals.Only going out to civilization for short trips. One day out of the blue right during his midnight stroll, a group of people attempt to assassinate him. The Blind Warrior of Gamma(guardian and mythical beast) guardian of the prince of dragons, Zane helps his master, Asher, take his quest home to restore peace in ele and retain the throne. Follow the characters as they meet new people, encounter tough tasks, and journey on their quest.
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-I want to dedicate this book to all my readers and fans so have a pleasant read hope you enjoy it (:
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Prolougue
John cursed as he tripped over a fallen tree branch. He shot a quick glance over his shoulder to see if his persuers were still upon him. He checked to see if the baby was alright. The baby gave a soft giggle as if it were a game. Breathing a sigh of relief John hurried on into the Vermian forest. He was getting close to his destination.
An arrow whisked past John’s head. Only inches short of a blow to the head. John cocked his head to the side and scanned the area for nearby pursuers. They were almost upon him he had to hurry to the gate. His breathing became ragged as he carried on. He stole quick glances here and there but still saw noone. After continous sloppy running and quick glances over his shoulders, he saw the gate only a 100 yards away.
Another arrow flew passed his head. John turned to see one of his pursuers lose his jetna state and become visible again. In his hand was a bow and he was reloding fast. John double his speed as him and his pursuers crossed the forest. He glanced back to see another one of them became visible holding thin pin needles in the cracks between his fingers.
The shadow hunter carefully threw the pins at each of John vital points. As the needles connected against his flesh he dropped the baby on the pavement in front of the gate and skidded to the stop right behind it. Lying there on the stone pavement he howled in agony as the needles began to enter deep in his flesh. He tried to transform back into his normal state but found his wa blocked.
“Well, well, look who we have here. The leader of the once mighty dragon race is now left hopeless at my finger tips,” the hunter said.
“Jergel you dont know what your doing! How could you betray your race and become a shadow hunter!” John screamed back.
“The dragon race is dying out. The few who remain cower and swear loyalty to Asmerav. I am proudly his greatest assassin.”
“Quit the foolishness Jergel! The dragon race will live on through my son! We will return stronger and will oppose any race who defies us!”
“It really is a shame to see you like this dad. Too bad I can’t kill you because Asmerav ordered you alive. If only you swore loyalty to him like mom did, then things could’ve been different we could have worked together like before. Silly old man. Wrap him up boys!”
The 3 other shadow hunters came into vision. They came to where John was lying on the pavement. John gave away feeble attempts to scuttle away, but was eventually captured and wrapped up in the ceremic silver string.
Jergel walked over to where the baby landed. The baby gave out loud, harsh cries that pierced his ears. He turned the baby over and there was a cut over his right eye, that had kept it swollen shut. He leaned over the baby.
“What to do with you baby brother,”he grinned
He reached down to pick up the baby when a force knocked him off his feet. The other hunters looked back to see what happened to their leader. Dust and debris covered the front gate, blinding the hunters.
A angel appeared out of the dust. She stood six feet tall and held golden crimson swords in both hands. Gladiant white wings poised on her back. Her golden halo glowed brightly above her almond hair. It looked to the group and then at John. She gave away a sad expression on her face as he saw the dragon race leader bounded and restrained.
“Today is not the day this child shall die. My master has sent me, Raven, out to retrieve the child and deliver him to Earth until he is old enough to come back. All who oppose me will face the wrath of the angels,” Raven said. Two more vibrant beings hovered over them, their powerful wings keeping them steady.
“What does this child have to do with you angels?” Jergel exclaimed regaining his composure.
“That is not for you to know. Will you back down or proceed to oppose us young dragon”
“Exiled dragon and new shadow hunter,but no we got what we came here for we will leave”
Raven wanted to save John, but it was not what she was ordered to do so she watched as they switched into their jetna state, turning invisible, and take off with John. She picked the baby off the ground and began to soothe it with a harmonic melody. The baby began to calm down in her arms. Reciting a ritual she marked the forehead of the baby with a sun symbol. She turned to the portal and walked through the gate.
* * *
Asher shook his head to relinquish the memory from his mind. He adjusted the scarf that was hanging loose around his neck and crossed the eeriely silent street, a couple of flourescent, white street lights illuminating high above him. It was late at night, sometime near midnight and there wasn’t a trace of life on the street besides him at that moment; and thats honestly the way Asher preferred it. On his late night walks, he wanted to be alone, and anything that disturbed his momentary peace, was an unwelcomed diversion that he could not abide.
Tonight, unlike most nights where things went by uneventfully, he tasted something sinister in the air, an almost palpable feeling as he began to take silent, deep,slow breaths. He couldn’t elaborate the unfamiliar feeling growing in the pit of his stomach, but he knew better to think lightly of it, his gut feelings were heightened beyond what any average mundane experienced. In the back of his mind, Asher knew something castastraphic was going to occur and things were not going to end the way he would have predicted.
Asher crossed another street, his strong, toned legs keeping him steady as they propelled him forward towards a dark, often unexplored alley. Normally he abolished the thought of entering such a dark and nasty looking alley, but knewe he had to venture it’d depth if he was going to find the place. As he neared the entrance, he removed his mask and ear muffs, knowing he would need all of his senses for where he was going.
It is mind baffling how hushed the night was for being such a major metropolis where close to twenty million plus people lived. Asher cringed as he heard glass being dropped to the ground about half a mile away, even for his abnormally hearing, that was absurd, it was that quiet. It was an almost scaring feeling and Asher had overheard some teens that were walking comment on how strange it was. But nothing could prepare them for what this night had in store for them, for there was going to be a assasination.
Asher surveyed his surrounds, checking to confirm the suspicion that he was being followed. Easing his way into the alley, he could barely glimpse the outline of to massive figures that were shrouded in the darkness. They had already heard him before he even approached them. The guard on the left stood about 7 ffet tall and held a very intimaditing large spear in his hand, dressed in what seemed to be yellow and blue striped rags to blend in with their unfortunate surrounding. The guard on the right had a similar physique, but instead carried around an axe bigger than a tree trunk. Asher wasn’t intimidated though, in fact the strange appearance of the guards in the alley only piqued his interest in what they were guarding.
Walking closer to the guards, he noticed that they were anything but a mundane; in fact they resembled that of a dog living on steroids. Asher let out a low breath to calm his nerves as he was getting to excited and should actually be expecting the worse.
“Hello,” Asher greeted. Niether of the guards moved. They remained poised in their position as if Asher didn’t exist. A little aggravated by the lack of response, Asher attempted to hit the guard, but only cursed in pain as his hand began to throb from the impact of hitting a hard body. The guard remained still as if a strike was never thrown at him. Asher had given up on the guards and decided he might as well walk past them, but as he walked past him, he had to duck from a incoming attack that came from behind him.
“Stop now peaseant or suffer dire consequences,” the guard with the axe commanded.
“Oh now you reply!” Asher screamed. ” You could have killed me mutt!”
Asher was only greeted with a glare of hatred from dark red eyes. He could hear a chuckling like noise come from the direction of the other guard. Letting his anger subside, Asher let out a low laugh to himself. What was he getting into?
“I apologize for the sudden attack by my peer, as we are commanded to come to life a cease any intruders,” the guard with the spear said. Giving his partner a glare. “Although we are told not to kill until further action is taken but I guess that punch hit a nerve. My name is Kane and his is Kel. We are the guardians to the door of district 12 of Ele. Who are you and why are you here.”
Speaking with ease, Asher responded ” I am Asher, some man by the name of Zane, told me to come here at around midnight. He said—”
Asher was cut off by the swinging of an spear to his head, and for the second time in the past minute, the guards attempted to decapitate him. Not knowing what was going on, Asher ducked and rolled across the alley.
“What was that for ?!” he asked
“Why do you lie on who sent you? Zane has been dispatched to find Baby D to restore the balance to Ele. He has no time to meddle with a mundane like yourself,” The axe handed guard exclaimed as he swung at Asher’s legs.
“I’m not lying. He sent me t—–” he seethed as he was again cut off by the incoming axe. focus your mind on your fist. transfer your power into it something in his head said, causing Asher to jump in surprise and almost get his head skewered by the rebounding spear. Who is in my mind? Asher thought to himself, while dodging a axe and spear simultaneously. Zane came the hollow reply playing in his head.
“WHAT!” Asher vented in rage causing the guards to momentarily stop to give him confused stares. Not minding them, Asher thought to himself. Where are you and why are they trying to kill me. Asher demanded to know what was happening and he wanted the answers now. In do time, but first beat them. Now listen imagine your fist ablaze.
Now normally Asher didn’t listen to what others said, but in his desperate situation and the remembrance of the pain that surged through him as he struck the mutt earlier, and as absurd as it sounded, he imagine his fist catching fire. Asher watched his fist that revealed that nothing had happened. Before he could regain composure, he was quickly greeted by the hilt of a spear that sent him sprawling on the floor. He attempted to get back up, but a foot planted on his chest and a spear grazing his neck told him to think better of it.
“Still sticking with that story,” the guard quizzed.
Asher nodded his head with anger. He was not all pleased by the recent turn of events. Had it not been for the sudden pop up voice that came in his head, he could have escaped and came back another day, prepared. Asher watched as the guard shooked his head at him, flipped his spear over and brung it down hard on his heart. The last thing he remembered was the pain he felt in is chest as his heart began beating less and less. The sound of a familiar voice emerging to talk to the guards.
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Camp the final chapter
The terrible final chapter to my terrible story, yes i know it’s really terrible, full of spelling and grammar mistakes, i’m not proud of this story one bit as i know it really does suck but still it is my first one so yeah, i should quit, anyways, the final chapter
The Violated Virgin by Ward Fulton Chapter 1
Not mine…Chapter 1
The mall was crowded with students, all eager to take advantage of the
sunshine and the soft spring breeze that blew gently off the river.
Every bench was occupied, and even the wide concrete borders which
fringed the flowerbeds were jammed with chattering teenagers, their
spirits lifted by the final departure of winter and the sight of
thousands of daffodils which heralded the approaching season.
The clock on Old Main indicated eleven-thirty, and Suzanne glanced up
impatiently as she pushed her way through the throng. Yvonne had said
eleven-fifteen. Where was she? Nervously, Suzanne turned and bumped
into a tall, blond young man, who grinned at her impudently. “What’s
the hurry?” he said in a lazy drawl, his eyes quickly scanning her
figure approvingly.
“Sorry,” she muttered, stepping back, then going on again. Her ears
burned as she heard a soft whistle of appreciation before he became
lost in the crowd. She smiled to herself; he had been rather nice-
looking. But not as handsome as Sam. No one was as handsome as Sam. Oh,
why couldn’t she have gone with him to Europe? Almost subliminally she
heard her mother’s voice: “Go to Europe with that young man? Suzanne,
you must be out of your mind. What would the neighbors say? Of course,
if you got married first …”
Married. who would want to get married at nineteen? Maybe some kids
did, but then usually because they had to. And Suzanne had decided when
she was fifteen that she was going to wait, at least until she was out
of college. Of course, after meeting Sam, she had been sorely tempted.
Sam was a very persistent suitor; it had taken all her will power not
to give in to him, not only to his proposal, but his propositions as
well.
She felt a tingling in her loins at the memory of his strong face above
hers, his hands gently caressing her body, and the suggestive bulge in
his pants. That bulge. Oh, how many times hadn’t she wanted to reach
out and feel it, the way his fingers would feel her breasts. But every
time, her mother’s voice rang in her ears, and her mounting desires
would suddenly turn to guilt and self-recrimination, and Sam would
again go home, frustrated and disappointed. No wonder he went to
Europe; he was probably sleeping with every available girl he met. At
least that’s what Yvonne had said to her. Yvonne … where was she?
Suzanne glanced up at the clock again. Eleven-forty. She hated people
who weren’t punctual, and Yvonne should know better.
“Here you are, darling!”
The throaty greeting penetrated above the noisy clamor, and Suzanne
turned with a smile of relief.
“Yvonne, where’ve you been?”
The angular face beamed at her. “Right here. Since eleven-fifteen. I
guess I was too busy checking over the new talent. Christ, I think
these kids get sexier each semester.”
Yvonne’s overly large and overly made-up eyes followed two young men as
they walked past. She gave a soft whistle.
“Did you see the basket on that one?”
Suzanne grabbed her arm, and began guiding her through the crowd
towards Woodward Avenue.
“Yvonne, you’re too much. Can’t you think of anything else?”
Yvonne laughed, a thunderous bellow that had once been likened to the
blast of the tug-boats on the river.
“Anything else, darling? Oh, come off it, my little vestal virgin. Once
you spread your legs for a man, you’ll find there’s not much else worth
thinking about.”
Suzanne bit her lip and remained silent. Although she was rather proud
of her virginity, she had to admit the many moments when she had almost
given it away to Sam. Oh, Sam, where the hell are you right now?
“Believe me, Suzanne, I hope you do get laid pretty soon. It’s good for
the digestion, among other things. Where do you want to eat? Verne’s?”
They turned down the sidewalk and walked past the Maccabees Building.
Suzanne kept silent, with her friend’s words echoing in her brain.
Maybe she would get laid after all. No, no, no. The little voice rose
again, as it always did; save it for Sam. He’s the only one. He loves
you. And you love him. Let his shaft be the first one to break through
into your pulsating cavern. Oh, Sam … Sam …
She blinked her eyes as they left the sunlit sidewalk and entered the
darkened interior of the bar. Yvonne led the way over to a corner table
and collapsed into a chair. Suzanne seated herself opposite and smiled.
“Good to see you,” she said sincerely, looking across the table at her
friend, thinking again that she was indeed fortunate to have an older
woman to guide her through the first hectic weeks of classes at Wayne.
Not that she was helpless; but after graduating from a high school
class of only sixty-two, she felt more than overpowered by the size of
the student body. She remembered hearing that the total enrollment at
Wayne State was over twenty-five thousand. No more personal touches
from the teacher; she would be merely a small insignificant cog in the
educational machine,
“What are you having?”
The slender, pale-faced girl had approached the table, pencil and pad
poised. Yvonne looked up and blew smoke in her face, unintentionally.
“I’m having a hamburger, dear,” she said. “Okay for you, Suzanne?”
Suzanne nodded. “Yes, please. And a large Coke.”
“I’ll take a vodka and seven,” said Yvonne, “I need a little something
this morning. Last night just about wore me out.”
She gripped her cigarette firmly, and Suzanne noticed the fine lines
around her lips, matching those at the corners of her eyes. Suzanne had
never asked Yvonne her age, but she suspected it was around thirty.
Yvonne had been going to Wayne for over six years. She jokingly
referred to herself as a professional student.
“So, you excited?”
Suzanne nodded.
“Of course I am. I’ve been looking forward to this for years. Of
course, mother isn’t very happy about my getting the apartment.”
Yvonne’s throaty laugh echoed through the bar. “Of course she wouldn’t
be. She’s afraid you’re going to start dragging in every male on
campus. But then …” Yvonne’s eyes twinkled. “I guess there’s not much
chance of that as long as you’re carrying that torch for Sam, huh?”
Suzanne nodded. “Not a chance.”
“Well, you can always come up and spend those lonely evenings with me
and Carole.”
“Thanks, but I plan to do a lot of studying. I’m also going to start a
little project of my own, investigating the poor families in the
neighborhood. That’s one of the reasons I’m moving into your building.
It’s close enough to that section up on West Forest. I want to really
find out how those people live and what their problems are.”
Yvonne sniffed. “Just watch yourself. You might be able to walk down
the streets in Grosse Pointe at night without getting raped, but not in
this neighborhood. So just be careful.”
“I will.”
“And …” Yvonne giggled. “If you do get in a situation that looks like
trouble, remember to go for the groin. A swift kick in the balls will
stop just about anyone.”
“I’ll remember,” Suzanne said, flushing slightly. She leaned back as
the waitress brought their drinks. Yvonne lifted her glass.
“Well, here’s to it,” she said, “And may he be hot, horny and handsome,
whoever he is.”
“Yvonne, you’re too much,” said Suzanne.
“Never,” was the blunt reply, “And take it from me, my girl, once
you’ve had a good hard cock up your innocent little pussy, you’ll know
what life’s all about.”
“Yvonne, don’t talk like that,” said Suzanne, her face turning scarlet.
“It’s not nice.”
“You sound like your mother,” said Yvonne cynically. “No wonder you’re
an only child. She probably let your old man in once, and that was
that. Don’t you make the same mistake. There’s nothing like a good fuck
to keep a girl in shape.”
The waitress returned with their food, and Suzanne breathed a sigh of
relief. She liked Yvonne very much, but her incessant preoccupation
with sex made Suzanne feel uncomfortable. She knew what Yvonne said was
probably true, but that was one area of truth she hadn’t yet learned to
face without embarrassment. Her mind fled back to the last night she
had spent with Sam before he flew to Europe. They had attended a dance
at the Detroit Yacht Club, and afterwards Sam drove to a secluded spot
on Belle Isle, and they sat watching the lights of the ships on the
river and the distant skyline of Windsor, and Suzanne had wanted to cry
her eyes out at the thought of being without Sam for three months. He
had put his arms around her, and their kisses were deep and prolonged.
She felt her loins stirring with desire, and Sam’s fingers caressing
her breasts did nothing to ease her mounting passions.
Finally, Sam had taken her hand and gently placed it over his crotch.
Before she jerked it away, she was conscious of the hard, throbbing
bulge there. “Please, please,” he had begged her, but she had turned
away, her face hot with anger, not at him, but with herself and her
inability to do what she really wanted to; but deep in her mind, her
mother’s voice still rang out commandingly. “I’m going to be gone some
time,” Sam said, “Give me something to remember.” She shook her head
and looked away. She was conscious of Sam moving, and she heard the
rustle of fabric. When she had turned back, she saw in the dim light,
the white outline of his cock protruding from his fly. His hand was
around it, and he was gently massaging it, up and down.
“Sam!” Her voice was tinged with terror.
“Relax,” he had said, “It won’t bite you.” And he had taken her hand
again, and this time her fingers felt the naked flesh of his penis,
firm and thick and long.
Almost with one movement, she pulled away, opened the car door and
stumbled across the grass, her dress tearing on the branch of a tree.
She came to a stop at the edge of the beach, and stood there, staring
out across the river, her mind whirling, her breasts heaving, and
within her loins the incredibly sensation of sexual stimulation like
she had never known before. She wanted to go back, to feel his shaft,
to close her lips around it, to feel it slide into her. She wanted it,
oh, how she wanted it; but she stood there, alone, tears streaming down
her cheeks.
After a while, she heard a soft footstep, and turned to see Sam
standing behind her. “I’m sorry,” he said, touching her arm, “but I had
to do something about it. I couldn’t stand it any longer.” Something
told her, without her asking him, what he had done. And within her
heart, she didn’t blame him. She sometimes masturbated herself at home.
“Come, I’ll take you home,” he had said, and without a word, she let
herself be guided back to the car. They kissed goodnight, and the next
day Sam left for Europe.
Oh, how she wished she had given in to his desires that night. If only
she didn’t feel the way she did about sex. If only she could be like
her other girlfriends who admitted freely that they slept with boys.
She wanted to; God knows she wanted to. But she had yet to chase the
overwhelming specter of guilt and retribution from her mind, the
feeling that if she did she would be guilty of the greatest
transgression. “It’s sinful the way some young people carry on,” her
mother had said so many times. “I’m glad Suzanne is a good girl.” If
she was such a good girl, why did it make her feel so bad?
* * *
Suzanne followed Yvonne up the steps to the blackened, time-worn
apartment house on Hancock Street. Just a few blocks from the campus,
the building would be most convenient, not only for school, but for her
intended research into the slum area to the west, peopled by white and
black families who formed a major portion of Detroit’s economically
deprived population.
Yvonne pushed open the door, and the smell of stale cooking odors
greeted their nostrils. A slovenly looking woman was mopping the tiled
lobby. She looked up and grinned.
“Hi, Yvonne,” she said, and then her beady eyes fastened on Suzanne.
“This must be your friend, Suzanne?”
Yvonne introduced her as Mrs. Sansome, and Suzanne shook hands,
conscious of the dampness of the fingers that enclosed her own. She
wanted to reach into her purse for a Kleenex to wipe the stickiness,
but she decided to wait.
“You’ll be renting 8B,” Mrs. Sansome continued. “It’s on the third
floor, just above Yvonne and Carole. It’s a nice place, and it has a
nice view from the balcony.” She gave a loud cackle, and Yvonne sniffed
deprecatingly.
“View?” she snapped. “You call Hancock a view?”
“S’better than looking into the alley,” retorted Mrs. Sansome with some
spirit. “Come, Suzanne. I’ll show you.”
They climbed the stairs, their footsteps echoing hollowly through the
building. Mrs. Sansome was breathing heavily by the time they reached
the third floor. Her stooped shoulders shrieked of years of drudgery
and her emaciated frame looked like it could blow away. Suzanne made a
mental note to talk to her landlady about her background; obviously she
was one of many poorer persons who supplemented their income by taking
care of apartments. Yes, that would be another aspect of her studies:
the exploitation of the poor by rich real estate tycoons. Detroit was
notorious for slum landlords, and while this building wasn’t exactly a
slum, it had obviously not been well cared for over the years.
“Well, here it is,” said Mrs. Sansome. “It ain’t elegant but it’s
clean.”
They walked into the living room, sparsely furnished with a well-worn
couch and chairs, a small desk and two lamps. Through a hallway Suzanne
glimpsed the kitchen and bathroom, and off one end of the living room
was a small alcove with a double bed.
“Same as ours,” said Yvonne. “Only cleaner, maybe.”
“Sure,” snapped Mrs. Sansome. “Yours was clean when you moved in.”
Yvonne snorted. “That was five years ago,” she said. “It hasn’t even
been painted since then.”
“No, and I wonder if it’s ever been cleaned,” retorted Mrs. Sansome.
Yvonne raised her eyebrows and glared. “Another crack like that and
I’ll report you to the Board of Health,” she said icily. She turned to
Suzanne. “Don’t mind us, dear. Mrs. Sansome and I have been friendly
enemies for years. She’s just jealous because I have more boyfriends
staying overnight than she does.”
Suzanne walked into the kitchen and looked around. The room was small,
and the stove very old, but there was an air of warmth about it that
appealed to her. She thought for a second of her father’s beautiful
home in Grosse Pointe, with the lavish display of built-in appliances,
formica counter tops, hand-rubbed cabinets and a brand-new dishwasher
and trash disposal. But that was his home. This apartment was going to
be hers; at least for a while. She turned to Mrs. Sansome with a smile.
“It looks fine,” she said. “I’ll start moving in right away. I have
some things in my car outside.”
Yvonne moved to the door. “See you later, darling. I have to get ready.
I have a date. ‘Bye now.”
Mrs. Sansome grinned, and turned back to Suzanne. “She’s a card,” she
said in a raspy voice, “but I like her. Oh, the rent’s payable in
advance. Eighty-five a month.”
Suzanne fumbled in her purse and took out her checkbook, wrote a check
quickly and handed it over.
“There.”
Mrs. Sansome handed over two keys, and walked downstairs with Suzanne.
In the lobby she paused and smiled. “You known Yvonne a long time?” she
asked curiously.
Suzanne nodded. “About a year,” she replied. “We met socially. Why?”
The old woman shrugged. “Nothing. You just seem a nicer type of girl
than she is, that’s all. Nothing against her, of course, you
understand. But I can tell you come from a nice family.”
Suzanne smiled. “Thank you. But I think Yvonne’s pretty nice, too, even
if she is a little rough at times.”
Mrs. Sansome nodded. “Most dykes are,” she said. “But then it takes all
types. See you, Suzanne.”
She waddled off down the hall, her body swaying beneath the weight of
the bucket and mop she carried. Suzanne stared after her, frowning.
Dykes. What did she mean by that? She’d never heard that word before.
Maybe it referred to the section of town where Yvonne had been born.
Like Hamtramack, where the Poles lived.
Brushing the thought from her mind, Suzanne walked out of the building
and down the steps to her MG parked at the sidewalk. She unlocked the
trunk and began unloading the boxes of things she had brought over. She
was busily stacking them on the sidewalk when she heard a voice.
“Hi. You moving into the neighborhood?”
She turned to see a young man standing behind her. He looked very
young, possibly not more than sixteen, she imagined, with a shock of
blond curly hair and an engaging smile on his face. He was dressed in
blue jeans and a torn T-shirt, and had no shoes.
“Yes, I am,” she replied.
“Here, let me help.”
He came forward, and started lifting one of the boxes. Suzanne
hesitated, then smiled.
“Thank you, that’s very kind. But it’s a long haul. I’m on the third
floor.”
“That’s okay,” said the young man. “I’m used to stairs. We live on the
fifth floor.”
“In this building?”
He laughed. “Oh, no, nothing as nice as this. We’re way up on Forest,
the other side of Third. Hey, what’s your name? Mine’s Donald.”
“I’m Suzanne,” she replied.
In silence they climbed up to the apartment and deposited their loads
on the floor of the living room. Donald stared around, then stood back,
looking at Suzanne with appreciative eyes.
“This sure is nice,” he said enviously. “I wish we had a nice place
like this.”
“You live with your folks?” asked Suzanne.
“Uh-huh. My mother and my older brother Ted. Say, I clean apartments
real cheap. You want me to help you up here?”
Suzanne laughed. “Well, let me think about it, okay? Maybe when I get
settled I’ll have some chores you can help with. What do you charge?”
He laughed. “Oh, not much. Maybe a dollar or so. I also run errands,
like to the store. I only charge fifty cents to go to the store.”
“Oh.” Suzanne realized she would be needing some milk, coffee and
sugar. “Donald, how about picking up some things for me now while I
finish unpacking?”
“Okay. I won’t charge you this time. Sort of a bonus for a new
customer.”
They both laughed, and Suzanne stared at him. He was really such an
appealing boy, with a fresh, innocent quality to his face. And he
seemed courteous and respectful, with no hint of the roughness that she
imagined would characterize a boy growing up in this neighborhood.
She made out a list, gave him a five-dollar bill, and he ran down the
stairs, whistling. Suzanne walked to the balcony of her apartment and
stared down at his figure, running quickly up Hancock Street and
disappearing from view. She turned back inside, humming to herself.
Only a half-hour in her new home, and already she’d met someone from
the neighborhood, someone that she knew would provide valuable research
for her social studies. Yes, she would certainly have to become better
acquainted with Donald and his family. They could be her first case
history.
With a sigh, she flopped into a chair and surveyed her new apartment.
She felt she was going to be very happy here. For the first time in her
life, she would have a place that was entirely her own. For a split
second, she wished Sam were there with her, and the sign on the door
read “Mr. and Mrs.” instead of merely “Suzanne Delacorte.” She made a
mental note to write to Sam that evening and tell him of her move.
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Michelle Part 5 Sharing Michelle with Clients
My apologies for the long delay in getting this finished. It took the inspiration of a new muse (A young lady who contacted me here.) to get back to this storyline and make it work. The following chapter has been done for months, but this one just wouldn’t come together. Of course, for those of you following my stories, Tim is home, so things have been a bit more hectic than usual.
memories the end
my first and last stirie
Sexual Outings (Revised)
Before going to dinner, I was told to suck his cock as he places a remote clit stimulator into my pussy. After I sucked his cock he squirted a little of his load in my hair and on my bra, he then deposited the rest of his cum into my panties. We entered the restaurant and got seated. Throughout the meal, he got remote happy. Afterward, and we returned to the car, he kissed me deeply and said “baby, I want to hear you cum” as he turns the remote to full blast.
When we got home, he blindfolded me and got behind me. “Are you going to be a good girl for daddy” as he removes my skirt leaving the remote clit stimulator. I was slow to respond so he repeats himself, with more intense to his voice, are you going to be a good girl for daddy? And he takes off my blouse. He forces my head down to his cock and tells me to suck it. He says that’s my girl. He grabs my hair and forces my mouth to go deeper and says suck me baby, suck me good. I wanna shoot my load onto your tits. He shot his load onto my tits and I felt him smear his warm cum all over them, and it felt so good. He asked me again, “are you going to be a good girl for daddy” and I finally responded as he worked on my tits, I wanna be a good girl for daddy. He continued to ask me, “are you gonna obey your daddy?” I nodded. He did not like my nod, so repeated the question again,” are you gonna obey daddy?” In a small quiet voice, I said “yes, daddy.” He said, “I can’t hear you, say it where I can hear you, darling.” I replied, “Yes, daddy, I wanna be a good girl and obey daddy.” He replied, “That’s my girl” as he pressed the clit stimulator and sucked on my tits.
He left me standing naked in the middle of the room and I heard camera clicks. Then he said, get on your knees and come get your treat, but keep that blindfold on. That’s my hot sexy girl, come to your daddy and please him. You are daddy’s excellent cock sucker.
Daddy wants to cum on my tits again and on your tummy and wants to hear you cum with that clit stimulator before daddy’s tongue fucks your hot little cunt. MMMM, you are daddy’s bitch, aren’t you? Yes daddy. Daddy wants to be pleased by my sweet little bitch, ready to obey and please your daddy? Yes daddy. That’s my girl. Your daddy loves you, right, right, I replied as he forces me to the bed. He kisses me, but does not touch me. Someone else starts to touch and kiss me. It felt so good. I heard daddy, that’s my girl. Soon I had one cock in my mouth and another in my pussy.
For the past several months, I became very submissive to him. His wife only knew that he has lady friends but was not aware that he was sexual with any of them. However, he was very crafty and invited me to a camping trip. I was supposed to be a present to his wife. He thought it would be hot for me to explore my bi-curiousness and his wife. It took a couple of nights to launch the connection. By night fall, he sneaks into my tent for a midnight snack. As he unzipped my sleeping bag, he kissed me and said to come with him. I was wearing a spaghetti strap purple teddy, but nothing underneath which is hot. I followed him to a secluded area close by. Once there, he deep throated me and slipped off the teddy and laid me down on the picnic table and devoured every each of my body which got me so hot and bothered. As I watched him going down to my tits, he took one of my nipples and sucked it as he played with my other nipple with his fingers and made it erect. He repeated the process with the erect nipple. He came up for a kiss and reached down for my pussy and said to me that I was hot with my purple teddy. After kissing me, he continued his kisses down to my neck, shoulder, tits, and tummy and down to my pussy. He realized that I was more wet than usual. I heard, “mmmmmmmmmmm, baby you are very wet, daddy love his baby girl wet.” I replied, “I love getting all wet for daddy.”
He sticks his fingers into my pussy and also spreads my pussy lips to expose my clit to suck and nibble as his fingers go deeper into my pussy; soon I nestled back hard on his fingers to cum. He says, “cum on baby, cum for daddy.” Either a moan, a groan, or a slight scream came out of my mouth as I was cumming, he said, “atta girl, let it out, two more times before I tongue fuck you and eat you out.” By the second time, I felt my pussy wide open. He said, “good girl, what does my little want,” as I was cumming for the second time, I replied, “I want to suck daddy’s cock as you tongue fuck and eat my pussy, daddy.” He answered, “that my hot little girl.” He positioned himself onto me where I could perform a blow job to his cock. I tasted his pre-cum which was very tasty. We came at the same time, his cum spilled on my neck and he swallowed my cum. We got dressed and walked back to camp. As we were walking, he said, I want you to change to your teddy when we have a campfire tonight. As you change into your teddy, I will tell my wife of our plan.
By morning, we acted like nothing happened. He kissed his wife good morning as she prepared breakfast. He left for the restroom and I was alone with the wife. His wife had asked me some sexual questions, she asked me if I was doing her husband and I replied “yes”. She did not seem to mind but thought it was hot and would not mind watching him perform on me. She also asked me just what was her husband planning for tonight. I responded that I was her surprise present where he wants me to wear a teddy in front you. He had gotten back from the restroom and we had already finished our conversation. He noticed that we had just become friends which he felt at ease. By the afternoon, he went fishing alone and left us women alone.
His wife and I took a walk together. In the middle of our walk we starting kissing one another and undressing one another. We felt each other’s tits, pussy and ass. We wanted to explore each other before he found out. She was very dominate and demanded to suck and lick every inch of my body before I could do the same to her. She wanted to sample me, but did not want to ruin her husband treat. Her husband came back from fishing and we heard him calling us. We got dressed and he met us half way. He asked us what we were doing and we replied we were just walking. So we all walked back to camp but not much was said.
He had caught and cleaned some fish for dinner, and he even cooked them. As he was cooking dinner, they spent some alone time while I took a nap, but he woke me up for dinner. While at dinner, he was between us. Her hand was on his cock while his hand was on my pussy. He placed my leg over his knee while his wife wrapped her leg around her husband’s leg.
Dinner was now finished and I had cum from his fingering my pussy and he let out a loud moan while he was cumming, both of us, (his wife and I) were so hot and bothered that we both kissed him. He was totally surprised then when we undressed him and I started sucking on his nipples as she sucked on his cock. After we made him cum again, she undressed me, sucked my tits and fingered my pussy, which surprised him. After she was done with me, I undressed her and sucked on her tits and fingered her pussy as he stroked his cock. He became so hot and bothered that he wanted to join in, but the wife did not allow it until I had cum on her fingers. After I had cum, she sat back and played with her pussy while watching him eat my pussy, then later she sucked on my tits as he and I fingered her pussy. When she was about to cum, she squatted down on my mouth so I could lick her off, then I watched them fuck as I played with my pussy. Just as I was cumming, she licked me off. This was too hot for him, but he enjoyed watching his two favorite women together and he was surprised and shocked. Afterwards, we both sucked and licked his cock and his nuts. He fingered our pussies and gently patted our butts saying that we were naughty girls.
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the bike ride
The Bike Ride, part 1
Let me introduce myself i’m John , married to Jane and we have 2 boy’s, i work in a bakery which means most morning’s im out of the house at 5am.
Until recently Jane could not drive so i always had the car , but after her 5th attempt she past her driving test, which ment she always complained i had the car.
As i was getting close to 36 and stopped playing football years ago my body was begining to show signs of getting out of shape, 2 many beers and takeaways acording to Jane, i decided to get a bike as work was only 4 miles away on a bike , i was lucky enough to have a bike track out the back garden gate.
At first i struggled but after 2 weeks i was getting faster and fitter , and my body began to get its shape back. Most the people i passed were quite nice with the odd hello or nice smile, some were rude and would not move for you , even let there dogs chase you and if you kicked out to stop them biting you they shouted at you.
After almost a year i had lost 4 stone and strangely my cock seemed longer and thicker , was not to sure if it was because i had lost weight and it just seemed to be bigger but was really the same size as before , but when Jane and me were enjoying each other she seemed to be tighter and she even said on odd occassion she had asked if i had on cock extension or been to a cock gym to make it bigger.
Finding her comments nice i suddenly started to get my swagger back , i started to wear nicer clothes , even started to flirt with much younger girls when i went out with my mates, if i was lucky i got a good grope and even slipped a few fingers into them whilst in middle of nightclub.
Anyhow this was all about to take a new turn, it was my birthday and Jane and the lad’s got me a new bike, this one was very nice and put my other bike to shame, the presents kept coming , new bike top , new shoes , new everything but Jane smiled and said she has one for later and i would have to wait.
All day i kept asking only to be told not yet wait till the kids are at there nans , soon i was packing the kids off quicker than normal, then back at the house i looked around for Jane , not in the living room, kitchen,bedroom,bathroom then i heard her shout from the garage , as i went in she had done it up with balloons ,cakes , and she was wearing i little red thong that just covered her pussy , skin tight vest no bra and as it was cold her nipples stood out like light switchs.
As i looked at my wifes body my cock was bursting to get out to have a look to, Jane wandered over and handed me a present, it was about the size of a boxer of cereal , as i opened it Jane sank to her knees and pulled my pants down, to her surprise i had stopped wearing boxers long ago ,and my now hard cock bopped up bounced of her chin.
Inside the box was a brand new pair of cycling shorts, perplexed i asked what was so special about these as i had to weight for them, i was told to put them on , now if he top was skin tight these shorts were painted on but as i eased my hard cock into the it seemed to fall to 1 side and be held snug, Jane told me on night when i was asleep she had took measurements of my hard cock and had her sister Donna to make them!
Now was it the thought of her 19 year old sister knowing that my cock was 9 inchs long and 6 inchs round a turn on or that Jane was on her back asking me to ride her hard and fast, as i looked down at my skin tight shorts the cock pocket ( thats all i could call it ) showed off my manhood perfectly.
Slowly i lifted Jane’s legs to slid of her thong , up til this point Jane was always hairy, but as i pulled them down i seen a very thin line and completly smooth pussy, my tounge and fingers were soon deep in her soaking pussy, but to my surprise the cock sock shorts seemed to hold it to my leg with ease.
Very soon my shorts were off and Jane who loves to give blow jobs was down on my cock sucking for all her worth, Jane would suck me off any moment she could, if i was on the phone and she was bored down and sucked till i hung up.
As i bent her over Jane put a hand over her pussy and said as its my birthday i get the extra tight hole, never had Jane let me slip my cock up her arse , even before it got bigger i almost got my cock tip in before she said no.
I was not going to let this pass without trying , i grabbed some oil which Jane had got for this event , and covered her arse my cock the floor her back everywhere was covered , i slipped a finger in then 2 then 3 and thought her arse was rather slack as i could only get a finger in a few years ago, but Jane looked around smiled and said for the past 2 months every time she is alone her rampant rabbit has been hitting her back door to make it welcoming .
My cock grew at this infomation and slipped my cock head in then slowly all 9 inchs were deep in my wifes arse , my balls slamming of her bald wet pussy. Just then i noticed a light and asked her what it was , she told me the only way Donna would make them was if she could watch me try them on but Jane said she would video it, my cock twiched at the info and Jane asked if i like the idea of Donna watching , mmmm i said yes its a turn on, in between her moans and pants she said i bet you would like her to join in , ( damm right would I , her sister was 19 slim 38 24 32 her boobs were firm , ass firm and long blonde hair ) but i just said it was you i married and her sister is her sister so no .
The rest of that night is just a blurr thinking about if her sister has seen it and more to the point did she like it. About a week later i was off and the kids were away for the weekend but Jane had to work.
Soon i was all alone and as it was nice outside i decided to go for a ride, to on and shorts but i had another idea as Jane was out all day do i dare put the cock sock shorts on, i did and as i stood there i nearly chickened out , but soon i was out on the path , as i was sat down you could not really see the sock part so was not to obvious , the normal mornings , hello’s and tuts as you past other people.
Soon it started to rain and i did not see anybody for a good hour, still raining as i headed back i could make out a bike and person sitting under a tree , as i got near the person stood up and it was like an angle , 5ft 8 , slim body , perfect tits no bra as i could see the dark nipples throug her soaking top , and tight cycling shorts, she came over from the tree and asked if i could her as her bike was broken.
Knowing we were about 7-8 miles from nearest house i said i would and cycled under the tree near her bike, forgeting i had my cock sock shorts on i got off and started to look at her bike, her chain had snapped and it was easy to fix, as i stood up she was looking right at my sock, strangley she asked what it was and as i told her it was my cock sock she laughed and went red, she said its not real is it??
I told her as it was the size it was it was difficult cycling so it gets tucked there and stops swinging, as i told her i could feel it filling the sock and getting bigger but as it holds it quite good she didnt notice, soon looking at her soaking wet nipples shown and me telling her about the size of my cock and my shorts it was very hard.
She asked if she could have a look as her boyfriend was only 6 inchs , damm the only other woman to see my cock apart from Jane was her sister Donna if she had watched the video. After a few minutes of her asking i asked her how old she was , the reply was 17 and called Jackie , damm there i am middle of nowhere and a very hot 17 year old is asking to see my cock, she looked at me and with a big smile and a very begging please i said just a look but not hear , we moved into the woods abit and found a clearing , i looked around and as nobody was about i tried to pull my shorts down but as they were wet it proved a hard job, Jackie asked if she could help and as she was going to see it i though why not let her pull them down.
Quick as a flash Jackie was on her knees infront yanking at the shorts to come down, after a few pulls they fell to my ankles , she looked at it and looked up opened mouth and said it was the biggest she had seen and was nearly 3 times thick than her boyfriends , this was making my cock get bigger and bouncier ,
she asked if she could touch it , damm i gone this far i got to see her naked , so said yes , her hands were around the shaft to the head back down, i had just trimed it so there was very little hair there.
I could see this was my chance to see her as she could not take her eyes or hands of it , i asked as you have seen and touched my prick what do i get to see of yours , she stood up and took her top off , her breasts were round and pointy but looked like they had a few more years to grow, she took my hand as if to feel her tits but took it down inside her shorts strait to a waxed fanny no knickers , my index finger soon slipped inside to find her just as wet inside as it was out side , she opened her leg a bit and 2 fingers were inside rubbing her clit , just beside us there was a tree stump and she told me to sit on it.
As i sat there she came over and took the full lenght of my cock into her mouth, there i was having a stunning 17 year old blowing me off, after about 5 minutes i told her i was about to come she took my cock all the way in and grabbed my hips so i had to shoot my spunk into her young mouth, as soon as she had licked all the spunk off her lips she took down her shorts and laid on the grass asking me to fill her young tight pussy, my cock got hard again and was soon slipping in and out her pussy , as she was tight i only put 2-3 inchs in before pulling out as i was going i she looked at me all cross and said “fuck me hard get that cock into me now” this was a turn on as i banged down into her all 9 inchs filling her she said ” fucking harder fucking harder” i fely her legs around my waist tighten as she came then came again the one last time , i was nearly ready to shoot my second helping to her when she said not in her pussy in her arse, faster than lightening i span her round wiped her wet juice around her arsehole and slipped it in inch by inch , as i was about 4 inchs in she just bolted back forcing the last 5 inchs in with force, i heard her yelp i stopped but she kept bucking back and forth every time a bit harder, this made me come into her arse as she screamed and slumped to the floor i stood there massive hard on and some 17 year old in frount of me with her arse and pussy in the air, i dropped down and slipped my cock back into her pussy to make her come again, she finally sucked my cock clean and asked if i would help fix her bike every week.
Im never off my bike now, as i got home i heard a beep of a car horn , i turned around and Donna was pulling up, as she had i key i told her to let herself in as i put my bike away, yet again forgetting i had my cock sock shorts on i entered the living room where Donna was sitting facing the door, before i could even say hello she said ” mmmmm nice fit” i knew she ment my shorts , but i was only ment to wear them for fun with Jane, and she knew this , quickly trying to be coy i asked her if she had seen the video, her reply was yes morning noon and night , this got me hard again ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
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My Life as Liz chapter 1
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“MAKING MY DADDY CUM”
Making My Daddy Cum r
By Blueheatt
….When a girl first finds out she can cause a guy to get a hardon, many exciting things can happen. It’s a direct indicator that he is sexually aroused by her. Guys like it. Girls like it. Here’s what happened to me, Carol, with my new found power….
….It all started when I was younger and I was playing with my dad. We were in the kitchen and I hugged him from the front one morning. He like usual, hugged me back. I felt a lump begin in his robe. It wasn’t there a minute ago until I continued to hug him. He must have something in his robe pocket I figured. He was talking on his cell phone and not paying attention to me. I very casually let my hand brush against his robe pocket. I realized what I was feeling. He had the start of a hardon.
….It immediately excited me.
….I wondered if I had caused it. The thought that I might have… excited me more. I moved my hand and hugged him real tight. I felt his hardon move when I did. It kind of flicked out towards me, and now got bigger. My dad started breathing hard and he stammered on the cell phone. I was sure now I had made him get a hardon.
…I got a feeling that day, that still stay’s with me. I felt like a female, a girl, a woman and I like that feeling a lot. I had to have more. Later on that same day, I backed into my dad as he stood in the garage. I reached back and pulled him to me. He put his arms around me and I felt it. He started getting a hardon again. I pushed my butt back firmer and gently moved against it. I felt him again take a big breath. He held me tighter and kissed the side of my head and we just stayed like this. I felt his hardon get still bigger. I leaned my head back on him and gave out a big sigh. We said nothing. He held me tighter as we both pushed my butt and his big hardon together. Now this was taking my breath away with a new sexual thrill I had not had before. He moved his hands around on my tummy. That felt wonderful. I put my hands on his hands and moved them just under my tits. I got still more and new sex feelings. He let me guide his hands all over me. I started feeling a wetness in my pussy. It tingled and excited me more. I just kept going. I guided one of his hands to my upper leg and the other I pressed hard under my tits. My heart was thumping hard with excitement. I was feeling myself up….but…. using his hands.
… He just let me play and never stopped me. I felt his hardon get so big as it rested between my butt cheeks. It felt huge. This was going higher and higher with us. I pushed his hand higher on my tits and now right on them. I squeezed his fingers on my tits. I felt chills and tingles all at once. I kept going. Now I moved his other hand just above my pussy. I spread my legs some. His hardon went between them now. I moved his hand closer to my pussy and just let it barely touch it. I now got a shot of exciting tingles in my pussy.
…I heard mom come to the outside door. We quick moved away as he stood next to the work bench humming. I started fiddling with some of his tools. She ask me to come in and do something, so I followed her in the house. I thought sure she could hear my heart thumping and might ask me why I was so hot.
…That was my first day of enjoying the hot turn on of ’me’, making my daddy get a big hardon. I had a new power and I liked using it. I had seen mom slip her hand over his crouch before when she thought I wasn’t watching. They would smile at each other. I could give him a hardon with out my hand even touching his crouch. I liked that feeling.
….I loved giving my daddy hardon’s. The fact they were behind mom’s back just made it all the more thrilling. She’s so spoiled and I knew it’s ’no pussy’, if she doesn’t get her way. I have plans now to ’fix’ all that. I know daddy isn‘t getting all the sex that he deserves….
…. Daddy and I developed signals to let us know to go to the garage, when mom was home. Sneaking feels was our little secret.
… When she wasn’t home….it became hot and beautiful. When I knew she would be gone, I would not wear a bra or panties and put on a short loose skirt for easy access. Every week we progressed to further thrills. It was so hot having a secret affair with my own dad. Now when mom wasn’t home we had a spot where we could not be seen, but…we could see if mom drove up. I would stand in ’our spot’ and daddy would watch me feel myself up. I would put my hand up my shirt and squeeze my own tits. I would put my hand down my shorts and he could see my hand finger myself. We would smile at each other as he would stand up across the room and reach down his pants and stroke his hardon. We were putting on a hot show for each other. It was a super exciting hot teasing game we played. He would slowly walk over to me as we played with ourselves. His stalking gave me chills. He would walk around me and lean over and give me little kisses on my forehead and neck. I loved this and the feeling of my pussy getting wetter on my fingers. He knew now hot to get me real hot, and he did it so well. I knew now how to give him a big hardon as I rubbed against it,…but just a little, to tease him.
….We both wondered where it will go from here, as the tension got higher with each session.
…I had a close girlfriend Mindy. I finally ‘top secretly’ told her one sleepover what was going on with my daddy and I. She became envious and begged me for details. I just knew she was forming plans in her head to maybe get my daddy to do the same to her. She got very hot as I described daddy and my sessions. She wanted me to show her how I did things to my daddy, on her. I had her quietly lay with her back on top of me. I went thru the moves I use on daddy. I took her hands and placed mine over them. I felt under her tits and then fully all over them. She got really excited as I could feel her breathing heavy. I then headed down for her pussy and slowly rubbed around it like I moved my daddy’s hands on me. We whispered: (“..has he put his hand inside your panties and felt your bare pussy?”) , she ask. (“Not yet.”)….I told her, (“Just outside stuff so far.”). I took her hands and continued showing her how I put my hands on daddy’s and guided them onto my body. I guided her hands more to feel her own tits. She gasp and ask me to ‘keep doing that’, she said out of breath. I kept on as we were both getting hot doing it. I knew what she was up to, and knew this was coming, at least I hoped it was…. as our last sleepover she came up with a little secret game called: ‘Fingers’. It’s where we fingered each other for fun. It starts out in the dark bedroom and we act like we are boyfriend and girlfriend. We feel each other tits and pussy’s. Then it’s ’fingers’. We finger inside each others pussy’s and pretend we are having sex with a guy. We had only played this once before and we keep going until we both had great orgasms. I liked ’fingers’ and wanted to play it again.
….I said: (“Oh yes!, lets play that again.”) She spread her legs wide apart and her hand went inside my panties for my pussy as she lay on top of me. I reached over her and I put a finger inside her panties to finger her. She turned her head to mine and said: (“ I’m pretending I’m having sex with your dad.”).
…I never knew she had the hots for him. All I said was: (“…me too…”). This was new to us, as before we thought of a guy we liked, pretended we were having sex with him. Now it my daddy, we both thought about. I liked the feel of her resting on top of my tits. It was like my daddy’s chest on me, warm, breathing and he was in my pussy. I felt her tits like he might feel mine, and my fingers in her was double the pussy feelings. We both moaned very quietly but this was getting intense. We found each others ‘G’ spots and massaged them. It was building up and up in us. I squeezed her tits as we began to peak and I squeezed my pussy on her fingers. She did the same to mine. We orgasmed the best we’d ever had. Squirming and fingering us. (“Oh daddy!”) came out of my mouth. She moaned quietly just said: (“…oh my god.”)….. Our fingers were very wet as we carefully rubbed our sensitive clits……
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….That weekend, Mindy came over and mom went to play tennis. Now it was just dad, I and Mindy. Mindy didn’t know I had a talk with dad privately. I told him how Mindy really liked him and the she had no dad. I ‘hinted’ that poor Mindy need some ‘dad’ hugs and it sure would be cool if he ‘maybe’ gave her some. Dad never said a word, but just smiled. I had to guess what he was thinking……..
…Dad thoughts raced thru his mind…
…Carol has told Mindy about our ‘hands on’ activities it seems. This could be dangerous for me. I’ve noticed Mindy before, and she’s a hot girl. Her tits are bigger than Carol’s. Now she wants to get in on the feeling up. Two hot and sexy teen girls,….. how can I ’not’ pass this up. I’ve given Carol no answer to her ’hint’ that I ’dad hug’ poor Mindy. Clever, those horny little shits. Teasing is all I’ll start off with. Maybe they’ll attack me and I can claim to be the ’victim’?
….”Hi Mindy, haven’t seen you in a while.” I said. I hugged her across her shoulders. I watched her try and hide her gasp. She turned and put her head on my chest. We exchanged small talk and she slowly moved in closer to me, just touching her pussy to my semi-hard dick. Carol watched us like a smiling hawk. I held out my other arm for Carol. She quickly came over and now I had them both in hugs. I felt two pussy’s moving on me now. I said I had stuff to do in the ’garage’, and left them. The word ’garage’ sent tingles in Carol’s pussy. I could feel her buck her pussy a little when I said it.
…Carol and Mindy…
…(“…I bet he’s going for it, Mindy.”)
(“…oh god he feels so hot Carol, did you feel his hardon???”) (“Yes!…he’s ready to play with us. Let’s go out into the garage and I’ll get behind him, and you back up in front of him. With him in between us he won’t be able to resist feeling us up.”)
…Dad….
…I waited knowing the girls would just have to come out here in the garage and mess with me. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them. Two teen beauty’s. If the wife only knew, she’d be shocked.
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Part 2
The wife…..
…They must think I’m stupid not to know something was going on between dad and Carol, and now Mindy was hanging around all the time. I can’t say a word as my tennis instructor and I do exercises at his apartment. It started with him helping me stretch my body to play better. It soon was getting me aroused sexually and he knew it. I crossed the line when I kissed him one afternoon. The foreplay began and we ended up in his bed fucking like two teenagers. So….what he does with Mindy, I don’t care, but Carol….our own daughter….I envy her, but she makes him all pumped up for our sex nights, so I don’t really mind. Between him and my tennis guy, I’m getting what I want. I’ve always had a hidden desire to have two guys making me happy. Now some day my other desire may get fulfilled…..I would love to be alone with hot Mindy. I would love to feel her big tits and have us play with our bodies. I’ve never explored my ’bi-curious’ desires and she would be perfect. A hot young body….. licking her tits and pussy sounds hot to me. I’ve got a plan for her and I. Next sleepover it’s: ’help me in the shower please’. I’ll have her come in and I’ll get her pumped up with the shower wand as she massages poor me and my tennis soreness. I can picture feeling her wet soapy tits now. Soapy fingers are next and I’m going to love making us both orgasm in a ’special’ shower…..
….Mindy…..
…I was really horny about this and I loved the feeling. Carol and I went and put on our cheerleading outfits. No bra, no panties. She said her dad liked them and it was easy access for him to feel us. Hopefully he would feel our bare naked tits and pussy’s. We proceeded to the garage. Carol came up behind him and turned him so I could back up to his front. I pulled his arms around me and under my tits. I did like Carol and put my hand on top of his and began to guide them. He just let me do anything with them I wanted. His breathing increased with two hand-fulls of my tits. I felt a nice hardon up against my butt cheeks. I moved my butt slowly back and forth against it. I could feel it getting bigger. I could feel Carol’s hands rubbing his hardon along side my butt cheeks.
….Carol….
…I had no idea how hot this would make me. I could feel his heavy breathing and feel his hardon against Mindy’s butt. He was my daddy and mine to play with now. I got bold. I first joined him in feeling Mindy’s tits. They both liked that and then I really got brave and started unzipping dad’s zipper. I let my hand slip inside. I discovered….he wore no underwear. For the first time ever, I had my hand on my daddy hardon. It was big and warm. I got a shot of wetness in my pussy. I slowly stroked his hardon. I managed to pull it out. I lifted the back of her skirt and placed it between Mandy’s bare legs. She jumped and sucked a big breath. She parted her legs some and I rubbed it on her wet pussy. She began to rock back and forth on it. My fingers felt everything. Dad’s now wet hardon and her wet pussy. Dad moved one of his hands back and started gently feeling my pussy. I pulled my short skirt up so he could feel me bare. It was the hottest thing we’d ever done and we all savored doing it. Dad’s other hand went for Mandy’s pussy. He was now feeling both our bare pussy’s. His fingers felt heavenly rubbing my clit and then up and down my slit. I was on the verge of having a great orgasm. I could hear Mindy moan a little as she joined his fingers in rubbing her pussy. I looked at his clock….oh shit! We had to stop as mom was due home any minute! I pointed to the clock and we all withdrew our playing. Mindy and I went into the bathroom to quick clean up.
…Mom….
….I came in the house and I could hear the girls in the bathroom giggling. I smelled pussy. I wondered what they had been up to. Dad came in…..I smelled pussy on him. Well…that answered that question. That smell gave he a hot shot in my own pussy. After dinner the girls were going to take a shower. Now was my chance to get Mindy alone. We had two showers. I got Mindy aside and ask her if she would help me with my sore arms and legs from playing tennis. She said sure. I took her in the shower in our master bedroom. I closed and locked the door. My heart was thumping with tension. I explained we would get in the shower together and she could help me massage my arms and legs as the wand ran pulsating hot water over me. I saw her get a little excited over doing this. Oh my…. she looked young and sexy with big tits. She looked me over real good, having never seen me naked before. I leaned against the shower wall on my back. I had her take the shower wand and run it over my arms and legs. Her eyes told me she was aroused. I took her hand with the wand and guided it for her. The wand was set to a slow pulse. I directed it closer and closer to my nipples. Mindy has excited and had a little smile on her face. I let it massage my nipples. I moaned quietly with my eyes almost…shut. I started going closer and closer to my pussy. I peeked at her as she began to breath hard. I stopped. The wand had interchangeable heads. I switched to a slim one that squirted a soft pulse around the tip. Back we went as I guided her hand to my pussy. I squirmed and moaned as I let it pulse on my clit. I spread my legs and pulsed in right on my pussy entrance. I whispered and ask her if she could get on her knees and get way underneath me. She dropped to her knees. I started to moan as I guided the slim wand slowly in and out of my pussy. She put her shaky hand on my leg to steady herself. She began to go in and out of my pussy with the wand. As the pulsing water ran out of my pussy, I had to stop us as I shook and had an orgasm. I bucked, moaned and rubbed my pussy a while. I had her stand up and said: (…“you’ve got to try this Mindy.”) We traded places a I got on my knees. I started with the wand at her nipples and then down to her pussy. She was gasping for breath….
….Mindy….
…the newness of all this was taking me sexually higher than I had ever been. Her hand rubbed my leg as her fingers began to tease my clit. She was getting her face closer and closer to my pussy. I was getting mega thrills from it. I took her hand and put it on my wet tits. I wanted them felt so bad. I began to feel her body too. She slowly began to insert that wand into my pussy. I quickly orgasmed and shook. I closed my eyes to just enjoy it when I felt something on my clit. I gasp with the tingles. I looked and it was her finger and then followed by her warm tongue. This was a first for me and I orgasmed again. My legs went weak as I ended up on my knees too. Our fingers slowly felt our tits and nipples. They went on to feel our pussy’s. I liked this and many things ran thru my mind about the future…..
…Mom…
…this was the thrill I was looking for, I guided her fingers to go inside of me. We rubbed each others clits as a big orgasm hit me and shook me up. I showed her how to feel my ’G’ spot, and massage it. I found hers as she squirmed and shook…. We rested as we felt our bodies…
….We talked about secrets and never to let Carol or anyone know about our first bi-curious session. I went to bed as Mindy left.
….Carol…
….I thought about my poor dad not getting any sex again as my mom went to sleep early. Mandy slept over again that night. She was acting different somehow. We talked about how hot we were for my dad and our next move on him. I told her how I wanted to make him cum.
… Oh…she liked that idea and we planned how to do it. The night we were both very horny. We decided to play ‘fingers’. This time I lay on top of her on my back. We pretended we told daddy that we were going to make him cum but…. ‘in’ us. Mindy had some new things. She found my ‘G’ spot and helped me locate hers. This was a very intense sexual spot we massaged. We were going for a dual orgasm when she stopped. She said she had a new game call ‘tongues’. Tongues? ….I wondered what that was. She had me get off her quietly and she turned and had us lay side by side with our pussy’s to each others faces. We continued with our fingers, only with a close up now. I love seeing and feeling our fingers going in and out of us as I watched in the dimly lit room. She pulled my pussy real close to her face and lifted my one leg. I could feel her excited breath in my pussy. She had the finger of one hand in my pussy, and the other rubbed my clit. I did the same to her. This was very hot as I watched her wet pussy squirm in front of my face. We were now going for a orgasm when I got a new feeling. Something warm and wet on my clit. I glanced down and she was licking my pussy so good. I had never ever had this done to me. I wanted to do her to feel good like me. I licked her clit and all around her pussy. We both gasp with the new thrill. We took our fingers out and licked our pussy’s as the orgasm built real fast. We put our arms around our butt cheeks and licked fast. I couldn’t help but orgasm big and pushed my pussy to her tongue. Her wonderful tongue made the orgasm last and was so intense I squirmed and moaned quietly.
‘Tongues were way more intense than ’fingers.’…..
….Dad….
….It was Thursday, another tennis day for the wife. She was staying later and later, and tonight she tells me she’s spending the night with ’a girlfriend’ she’s plays tennis with now. I immediately wondered what Carol and Mindy might have cooked up to do to me. I didn’t have to wait long as the came in from school. They went in Carol’s room whispering and giggling. I was sitting on the couch when they came out, both dressed in their cheerleader outfits. No bra, and I figured no panties. They sat, one on each side of me and spoke quietly. Carol said: “Mom told me she would be gone all night, so….they giggled….so we want to be your wife for tonight. I just smiled as usual, not committing myself in any way. They both smiled and went in and fixed dinner. They brought it to me on a tray and played ’feed the dad’ they called it. Mindy then sat across my lap, right on my dick. Carol was on the side as they both grinned and Mindy said: “We’re your wives, and you look ill and we think you better go to bed and rest.” They stood me up and with one under each arm the escorted me to the bedroom. They both let me watch them undress with a sexy show. Seeing the get naked was a hardon maker deluxe. It was dim lighting now as these two young sexy beauties wiggled around me and began to undress me. They laid me in the ’sick’ bed and began to fully molest me. They played this game…”We are your wives and we need some love‘n, now you have to feel us up and make us happy.” They lay on each side of me and had me feel their tits first. I watched them squirm and giggle. “We want more than that, husband, our pussy’s want some attention too.” They took my hands and put them on their pussy’s to feel. They both took my fingers and put them where they wanted them. It was a hot double finger fuck for them. “You have a big hardon, that must mean you want to have sex with us. Ok, you have to choose which one of us goes first, husband. “ I did nothing. “Never mind Carol is your first wife so she can go first. I will help you since this is your first time.” Mindy said. Mindy pulled Carol’s body over to me and put Carol’s pussy right on my face. They both began to play with my hardon. I licked Carol’s sweet pussy as she moaned and squirmed. What a feeling to have her on top of me with her and Mindy both licking my dick…
…Carol…
…now he was all mine and I was going to make him cum the cum he deserved. I put my lips over the head and started going up and down as Mindy jacked on him. We could hear him strain and feel him squirm as the cum was on the way. Mindy felt his balls and licked them. I felt the underside of his hardon get firm and then …I got what I wanted. A hot shooting stream of his cum came out and filled my mouth…I climaxed with his tongue licking my clit. We both moaned and twitched as Mindy licked the overflow of cum from his hardon. We didn’t know a man could cum that much and Mindy quick moved up and put his hardon in her pussy. He kept shooting cum as she soon climaxed hard and moaned with him. He kept licking my pussy as I went a little crazy with the super feeling of it. Mindy kept moving her pussy up and down on him and moaning. I felt the base of his hardon and balls as he fucked Mindy. I was wonderful beyond words. We all just kept moving, and savoring the feelings. I felt so satisfied that daddy got to cum with the hot sex I wanted him to have.
…Oh my god…he wasn’t done. He turn me on my back, pulled my knees up and in went his hardon in my pussy. It was a hot feeling and tight in me.
…We began the most wonderful feeling of all…my daddy in me. Mindy came up and put her pussy by his face. He immediately started licking her as she squirmed and moaned. I locked my legs around him and we fucked so beautiful together. His tongue had Mindy squirming and moaning steady, that just added to the hot sex daddy and I were having. My daddy could fuck good. Mindy held his head and fucked his tongue real fast and then she let out a big moan and shook. Just about that time….
… I felt daddy shoot a warm full load of cum in me as I had a mind jolting climax. It felt like the room was spinning as my spasms kept making me jump and shake. Daddy and I moaned together as our bodies shook hard. My arms felt so good around him as he held me tight and continued pumped his warm cum in me. My pussy was full of his cum and new wonderful feelings….
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…Well, that’s my story. I have to go now, I hear my daddy and Mindy calling me for something….
….(now I wonder what they want?)
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Kate’s Outdoors Adventure
Kate realized that having two jobs made it very hard to find time during the week to date By Thursday, she couldn’t wait for the weekend to come around. Most of the day on Friday, she was so horny that each encounter with a client had her daydreaming about what he or she would be like in bed. Kate chastised herself for letting her sex drive so completely control the rest of her life. Saturday, Kate ran all of the errands she had been putting off during the week and then started to plan the rest of the weekend. Kate wanted to meet someone who she could enjoy, both sexually and maybe in real life too. Just going out to get laid was getting old.
Kate remembered seeing a sign for a festival in the next town. She decided to check it out. Dressed very casually in her best fitting jeans, no panties (which she never wore), and a little cami that accentuated her shape, she drove over to the festival grounds. After a stroll around to see all of the booths and the carnival games, Kate headed for the beer garden. There was a polka band playing on a small stage and a bar on the other end. There were several dozen people at the bar and small groups occupied a few tables. Kate headed to the bar and ordered a beer. The young man sitting two chairs down started talking to her and moved his beer to sit next to Kate. He introduced himself as Jim. Jim apparently liked to talk and began to tell Kate all about himself. Here and there he would ask Kate her opinion about something like hunting or fishing. Jim enjoyed spending a lot of time outdoors. Kate explained that because she was almost always working, she didn’t get to spend a lot of time outdoors. Jim suggested they buy a few beers and go for a walk. He wanted to show her something. They left the bar and Jim led Kate down a path behind the beer tent. Jim explained that he had grown up around here and knew of a little place back in the woods.
After walking and talking for a few minutes, the woods opened up into a small clearing with soft grasses and a small stream running through it. Jim and Kate sat down. Kate started to think Jim was going to talk her to death. Then Jim turned and asked Kate if she had ever made love outside. She had to confess that she hadn’t. Jim moved closer and took Kate in his arms and began to kiss her deeply. Kate could feel the warmth start building from her cunt upwards. Jim took off his flannel shirt and laid it out like a blanket. He took off Kate’s cami and laid her down on the shirt. Jim suckled both of her nipples gently and kissed a trail down her belly. He undid her jeans and slipped them off too. Kate lay on the grass totally naked. She noticed a cool breeze that was in great contrast to the warmth she was feeling. Jim picked up the trail of his kisses on her belly and found Kate’s clit. His fingers found the moisture beyond. His tongue was probing and licking her clit. He stopped for a moment and removed his boots, socks and his jeans. Now both of their totally naked bodies were pressed together. Kate realized that Jim was very well endowed and that he was obviously hard and as heated as she was. Jim moved between Kate’s legs and began to put his huge tool into Kate’s wet pussy. Kate did not seem relaxed enough to take his mass. Jim repositioned and moved his fingers back to try to relax her cunt enough to take him. Jim worked his fingers in and out, first two then three. He was kissing her mouth and her tits the whole time. When he thought she was ready he moved back between Kate’s legs. Jim pushed his great mass into Kate. Kate seemed to whimper just a bit at the size. Kate noticed that unlike a bed, the ground did not give at all when Jim pushed into her, making every thrust seem deeper and harder. Kate wrapped her legs around Jim to keep him from pushing too hard and started to totally enjoy the way he felt inside her. Jim grabbed Kate’s legs and pushed her knees almost to her shoulders. He started pumping frantically in and out of Kate’s totally stretched pussy. Kate orgasmed, then again and again. Jim rolled Kate over and fucked her doggie style, hard. Kate was oblivious to her surroundings and hadn’t noticed that another man had entered the clearing. He took off his clothes and knelt down in front of Kate. He was not as large as Jim was and Kate began to suck his cock. Watching Kate give this wonderful blowjob made Jim finally let loose and fill her with his hot cum. Jim introduced the second man as Paul. Jim pulled out and started rubbing Kate’s tiny asshole with his fingers. Back and forth to her pussy making sure it was well lubed. Kate stopped sucking and told Jim there was no way he was putting that huge cock in her ass. Jim told her he wasn’t going to and that Paul was there for just that reason. Jim practically lifted Kate while Paul repositioned himself on the makeshift blanket. Jim positioned Kate and slowly pushed her down until Paul’s cock entered her anal opening. Jim suckled her breasts as her ass became more relaxed around Paul cock. Then Jim put his fingers into Kate’s cunt. Kate started to gyrate on Paul’s cock and Jim moved to enter her pussy. Kate heard herself moaning as Jim was pumping in and out and Paul had grasped her hips and was moving her up and down. Kate’s orgasm started a chain reaction, Jim filled her pussy with hot cum as Paul filled her ass with his. The three collapsed and lay on the grass spent. Kate had to admit that sex outside was exciting as the breezes became noticeable again.
Jim led Kate to the edge of the stream and pulled her along as he waded into it. Paul followed and they all sat down in the stream. Kate let the cool water cool down her body. Kate, Jim and Paul splashed water over each other. When they had all cooled and cleaned up a bit. They returned to the grassy area and dressed. Jim left the flannel shirt on the grass because it was drenched in all of their juices. They enjoyed a beer and returned to the festival grounds.
Kate said her good-byes and actually left her phone number with Jim. Kate thought this time she really wanted Jim to call her again as she headed to her car and drove home.
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The Adverts – 1 – Shower Dance
Based on an Axe (Lynx) advert where he lands naked in the middle of a dance class.
Sonia, Gods and more…
This is the second part of the story I put up a few weeks ago
