Adult Story

Fantasy

Blind sweetness

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In the Ashford Academy of Area Eleven, there lives a young girl and her brother who wander the halls of this educational facility as if it were their own home. The students and faculty know that if one could see the young, handicapped girl, they will know that her caring older brother is behind her, following closely.
She is Nunnally Lamperouge, a lost princess of just fourteen blinded by misfortune and crippled by conspiracy. Her brother is a prince of the Kingdom of Britannia and a prodigy tactician by the name of Lelouch Lamperouge. Within the safety of the walls of Ashford Academy, he is often seen strolling with his sister, pushing her wheelchair where no one else would.
Lelouch often leans forward to whisper affectionate words of encouragement and praise into Nunnally’s ears as he pushes her wheelchair, giving the impression of a humpback, where Nunnally would turn her ear towards her beloved brother and lean back to comfort and help him heal old, invisible scars from battle and form disaster. Where her brother is a dark hero, driven by unknown means and reasons, everyone around Nunnally knows and refers to her as a maiden with a heart of gold.
She is sorry, for the troubles she caused her dear brother, no matter how many times he waves off her apologies. He would smile so radiantly at her that she could feel his happiness from seeing her even though she is blind.
Through the halls of Ashford Academy, the brother and sister pair would be greeted and loved by all, because everyone can see the loving bond between the siblings.
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Nunnally could feel her brother’s breath washing over her as Lelouch bent down and sled his arms under her frail body. He always exercised the utmost care with her, especially when they were alone. She felt one arm gently caress her back while the other touched her smooth, milky white legs. Her disability years ago had left her without means to enjoy the sun like many others her age and left her with smooth, porcelain skin.
As he carried her to her bed, he would whisper words of endearment on her brow, telling her how beautiful she is and how she is only going to grow evermore beautiful. She could feel his lips touching her ear, brushing lightly against her dark, golden hair. She would smile, showing her teeth, and wrap an arm around her brother’s neck, just over his shoulders. As he felt this, he would hold her closer, as if she could be lost as any moment.
She felt his hand push her upward gently towards his face. She could feel his breath down her neck as his lips inched closer to hers.
…This is not how a brother and sister kiss…
His tongue brushed against her bottom lips, licking her taste to his mouth. His eyes closed similarly to hers, and his face pressed against her face. With some effort, she would move her arm upwards, and hold on to his neck, aiding her face to inch closer to his. In sync, they would tilt their head so that they can fits their lips against each other. She could feel his soft kisses grow in passion, from the first kiss being a chaste kiss on the lips. She parts her mouth and lets him in, and they tangle in troughs of passionate love. This is indeed not how a brother and a sister should kiss, but this forbidden love runs deep with their pains and sorrows… For all the memories they have shared and all the experiences they have faced together.
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Nunnally’s face blossomed in a rosy blush. She reached down and experimented, touching herself gently. “Um,” She voiced her uncertainties, “I have been worrying about this,” She said with embarrassment. “What should I do, Onii-sama?”
She lies on her bed, with her back raised slightly above her sheets, as she tried to face her brother even though she could not see his face. Her white uniform is slightly crumpled from her brother’s handling and her tie lies on her side. Nunnally’s left hand is touching her most sensitive area, just pushing her panties slightly over her hips. “My ‘here’ is… is it strange?”
“Strange?” Lelouch asks as his voice filled with concern and endearment. Nunnally can feel his intense glaze as he studied her, and paid special attention to her ‘there’. His voice is as smooth and sensual as always, deep and calm as he examined her.
“That’s… well,” Nunnally’s voice drops to a whisper as she feels her brother’s large hand reach under and gently push her dainty fingers aside. Her hand reached out, only to grab to his wrist as his dexterous fingers worked magic against her pink, spreading her there and rubbing her lightly as if he is teasing her. “Recently it has been sticky,” she breathes out, feeling tingling sensations caused by her brother’s monstrations. “Ah…” she gives a soft and quick moan of pleasure as his skilled fingers worked against her.
“Hm?” He would ask in with mirth and amusement filling his voice. Although no thoughts of mischief filled his mind, his teasing fingers began to work even faster. “And?” He asked, a gentle smile on his face.
“Ah…” She moans again. This new sensation of pleasure only increased more and more from her brother’s work and she could feel no sign of it ever stopping, nor did she wish it would ever stop.
“W-well…” She says, clutching to her brother’s distracting hands while giving off another soft cry of pleasure. To Lelouch, she sounded like a mewing kitten, her voice reaching higher and higher pitch.
“Ah… Well… I feel like it’s gotten wetter than before…” She would mutter through her fingers and she attempted vainly to cover her blushing face from her brother. She lays her head back and turns away sideways, embarrassment and pleasure, as well as her embarrassment from being in pleasure and her pleasure of being embarrassed in front of her brother filled her mind. “Because Onii-sama is looking at me… ah… ah…” She mewed and moaned cutely.
“Ah! Ah! Ah…” Her breathing quickened with her moans as his fingers started drilling into her. The room filled with the sounds of her pleasure and the sounds of his wet fingers inside Nunnally.
“Look at me, Nunnally.” He spoke firmly into her ear, breathing against her, “I’m looking at you. You are beautiful, Nunnally.” He said passionately.
“Looking at… me…” She cried out in between her troughs of passion, “Onii… ah… sama…” She felt his hand raise her leg from her thigh roughly and his other hand pulling out of her. She held herself from thrashing in heat, but she could not help arch her back from.
She felt both of his hands part her down there and a third something enter her. His tongue sheathed into her smoothly, the saliva covered organ aided by her wetness. She felt his fingers clutching on to her inner thigh and leg, parting her open. She twitched as he flicked her with the tip of his tongue, and soon she began to clutch on to the sheets and his head as she felt waves of pleasure crash through her body. “First of all,” Lelouch muttered through inside Nunnally, his tongue still buried inside her and twitching with each syllable. “I’m the only one who’s looking,” He spoke louder, between soft slurps, “So there’s no problem, right?”
“That’s…” She mewed softly, “But… ah!” Her hands crawled over her face as her entire body pulsed with pleasure, “But… My panties… and such…” She tried to speak freely, but her brother’s tongue did not let her and caused her to pant and pause for breath in between words, “They get dirty so quickly… Ah!”
“It’s like I’m… a perverted girl…” Perhaps Lelouch is especially aroused by his sister’s soft mewing moans, but he quickened his pace. “Oh… AH! AH! Onii…” Nunnally grabbed onto the back of his head, pulling on his hair roughly, “Onii… Oh…” She curled her left leg over his shoulder, with even her toes curling in pleasure. Lelouch lifted her other leg over his head with his hand under her thighs, all the while he is still working his tongue like a hungry animal. “Onii-sama… ONII-SAMA! OH! Ah… Ah…” Her mouth hung open wide with cries of the new sensations she is experiencing.
Lelouch pulled his tongue out slowly and began to brush against her and tease Nunnally again, “No… N… o… Onii-sama…” Nunnally cried, clutching on to her brother’s head while urging and pushing him lower.
“There… Oh! T-there…” She whispered out tiredly, as Lelouch went lower and deeper into her, exploring her untouched and innocent body. “Ya-Ah… I feel…” She whispered out at her brother, “I feel… like I’m losing my mind… oh! AH!”
Lelouch smirked under his sister’s soft fingers. He let go of his sister’s legs slowly and paced his hands over hers, pulling her off his head slowly. He then pulled out of Nunnally slowly and tasted her juices that were still clinging to his tongue and lips. In his deep, firm voice, he spoke in a whisper, inches from her face, “It’s alright, Nunnally.” She shivered as his breath brushed against her cheek leaving a hot burning sensation not different from the blush on her face. She felt him breathe in her scent slowly, cherishing their every moment. She felt his nose in her hair, nudging her nap.
Holding an arm between her body and his, Nunnally lifted her other hand to feel Lelouch’s soft hair as he inched closer to her face. Her body heated up as she felt his arms around her and his hair touched and tickled her forehead.
“It’s alright, Nunnally.” He said again, pulling the arm between their bodies lower, and moving his hand over hers to touch the erection. He guided her fingers over the hardness, letting her feel it through his pants, bulging and twitching against the confines of the dark fabric.
“Ah…” Nunnally mumbled with a red half-amused and half-confused look on her face, her other hand covering her mouth in surprise.
“Don’t you want it?” Lelouch asked in a rich, soothing tone.
“It’s not that…” Nunnally said slowly, “But…”
Nunnally held the her blushing and heating cheeks and asked softly, “If I said I didn’t want it, what would you do, Onii-sama?”
“‘What would you do?’ What? She says that?” Lelouch thought to himself with a dark and annoyed look on his face, turning sideways away from Nunnally. “…” He said nothing.
Nunnally lifted a hand, brushing against Lelouch’s face and touching his lips slowly, in the same teasing motions Lelouch used with his tongue. “Just kidding,” She spoke firmly and lovingly, lifting both hands to cross and hold on to the back of her brother’s neck. “I want you.”
Nunnally’s face became even redder as her words became more jumbled form embarrassment, “Onii-sama’s… um… that… and my… um… m-my…” Nunnally reached down and touched herself, feeling the heat of her inner thighs and her juices still lingering on her skin.
Lelouch cut his sister off by taking off his pants and rubbing his erection against his sister. “It’s alright.” He said to her, “I understand, Nunnally.” He whispered to her as she parted for him and he penetrated her virgin body.
“Like this…” Nunnally whispered back to her brother, her voice full of love.
Lelouch pushed down against Nunnally’s body with a thrust of his hips and pushed his hands against Nunnally’s thighs, pushing her feet to reach his shoulder tops as he breathed into the hair at the top of her head. “If I do it like this…” He whispered down at her slowly, “Like this…”
“Oh… Onii-sama…” Nunnally began to moan loudly in her heat of passion.
“Like this—” Lelouch thrusted slowly, feeling Nunnally’s juices leaking on to the sheets.
“Mm… ah… Uh…” Nunnally bit on her bottom lip to keep from crying out.
“Right, Nunnally?” Asked Lelouch into Nunnally’s ear as he pushed in and out rhythmically at the same spot Nunnally pointed out. His lips barely an inch away from Nunnally, Lelouch licked and bit Nunnally’s ear and nap, leaving a trail of love marks.
“Uh… uh… M… ah! Ah!” Nunnally cried in passion, “Yes… Yes…” The pitch of her voice went higher and higher, “Like this… Um…”
Lelouch quickened and deepened his thrusts, faster and deeper, reaching and passing his limits.
“Onii-sama… O-onii… sa… sama…” Her mind clouded with pleasure, and she could no longer even speak coherently unless Lelouch’s ear was conveniently right next to her lips. “Onii-sama’s… It’s hot…” She whispered between squeaks and mews, “Something’s… coming… ah! AH! In the back of my stomach…”
“…Nunnally?” Lelouch asked caringly, “Does it hurt?”
Nunnally ignored Lelouch’s question, too deep with in her heat of passion, “Uh, uh… OH! More! Ah! More! Oh… Onii-sama!”
“Because…” Nunnally whispered into Lelouch’s ear, as the thrusts became even harder and hotter, “It’s been a long time since I have been together with Onii-sama…”
Lelouch closed his eyes, some joy filling his heart. The thought of, and the moment of, his sister telling him that she loved him warmed him to the core. He traced the side of Nunnally’s cheeks with the tip of his tongue, leaving Nunnally’s skin tingling and twitching. He saw a tear in her eyes, and he knew that some part of Nunnally did hurt. His tongue traced slowly over her face to the bottom of her eyes, licking the corner of her eyes and tasting her tears.
Her eyelids parted ever so slightly at the contact of his tongue, “Onii-sama… there…” She whispered through her lips, so full of love and satisfaction. “Mm…” She felt her juices leak more out of her as he became harder and hotter inside her.
“Onii-sama! There! There!” She cried out, no longer able to hold her pleasure in, “Onii-sama… there… there… AH! AH! AH! AH!”
Lelouch clutched Nunnally’s bottom as he came inside her, his neck curled and he breathed in Nunnally’s scent. He shook and his thrusts slowed to a halt as he shivered with orgasmic pleasure. She clutched on to the sides of his arms, mewing out soft moans and whispering, “Onii-sama’s… It’s coming out… Ah!” She cried in pleasure again.
She felt her brother’s still hard shaft stop twitching after a few minutes and the sticky, slimy mix of their juices over her nether regions. She felt him rest his shaft inside her, an occasional shiver once every few minutes still leaving a tingling sensation in her body.
“Ah… ah… um…” She cried softly against her brother as he lay on top of her. She panted, catching her breath and feeling very flustered.
Lelouch moved his lips to under Nunnally’s chin and kissed her neck again and again. He whispered loving words to her and kissed her nap, muttering, “Nunnally…”
Her panting slowed and her breathing slowly became quiet as they lay together on her bed peacefully. She felt at peace with the world now, hugging her brother and her brother hugging back. She felt his love and he felt hers, while still inside her. Tired, he closed his eyes and rested his body on top of her.
They were a picture of a loving brother and a loving sister.
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Fantasy

THE BACK DECK

Our teenage neighbor’s daughter makes great masturbation material for me and my wife begins to take advantage with the boy and then his dad. Then she begins to show her dominance over me.

Fantasy

Promises of the Wishing Moon

Seven years after her last dream of the fairy prince Conlan, Elizabeth travels with friends to England to visit the fables site of Avalon, Glastonbury Tor. What happens when she passes beneath the Tor changes her life for the better.

Fantasy

Marissa and Sonya

I’m a “straight” girl. As in, I’d never date another girl, but I got off on lesbian porn, and have a tendency to fantasize about other girls and whatever.
I knew I could pull the bi and lesbian girls in school if I wanted to- not to brag, but I don’t look to bad. Tan skin, 48D’s, black hair, brown eyes. I don’t think I’m too attractive, but plenty of my classmates do.
I go to an all girls boarding school in California. My parents finally sent me after I’d begged to go the year before. They’re still living back home in West Virginia. So I was a free girl.
Mind you, I’m not one of those preppy whores. I don’t like pink, I rarely wear makeup, I don’t want a cell phone, and I’m still a virgin.
I do, however, like to dress like a whore. But pretty much all the girls at school do. I look like a Christian school girl compared to some of the other girls- some of my friends.
School uniform requires a black skirt, white top, and black shoes. There’s no other regulations as long as you’ve go your “private parts” covered. So, like most of the other girls, I take advantage of that situation.
My wardrobe consists of white button down shirts black skirts and black shoes, just like I’m supposed to. Because I’m a “good girl.” Yeah right.
My shirts are see-through white. I only button up the two buttons on my shirt that are on my chest, leaving my pierced naval and stomach exposed. Maximum cleavage. I wear bright colored bras with cool designs on them. My skirts are all fairly short and if I bend over you can see my panties that match my bras.
How I dress is nothing compared to my best friend Sonya though. She wears no bra- perky 38C’s, but what she lacks in chest, she makes up in ass – and only one button done up over her tits. Wrapping a ribbon around her waist one time would make a more chaste skirt for her compared to what she normally wears. She wears black high heels- stilettos in fact. Her hair is always tied up in a messy bun that always makes her look like she like got done with the hottest fuck of her life.
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Sonya and I always meet up after our last class to walk back to our dorm- did I mention we’re roommates? After class we always slip on our bathing suits and head for the pool. Sonya picks up a new girl nearly every week- FYI, she’s lesbian. “Straight curious” she calls herself, only because when she’s horny and no girls will give she goes into the teacher’s lounge (all male staff) and fucks the nearest teacher.
Sonya’s bathing suit was even less modest than her uniform, leaving nothing, right down to her areoles, to the imagination. Each would-be cup was actually just a little diamond of thin material that covered her nipples. The bottom was a bigger diamond that covered her shaved pussy. It connected to the back with a thin string that went up her ass. Nothing to cover her ass.
“Still friends with benefits on Janie?” I asked her as we walked to the pool. I glanced down at her tits- rock hard nipples.
She rolled her eyes. “Yes, and-” she grabbed my face with one hand “- if you want, we can give it a try.” She let go of my face and winked. Obviously, I needed to be more discreet about checking her out.
It was my turn to roll my eyes. “I don’t go that way, no matter how bad you wish.” I playfully grabbed her head and put her face to my chest. “It’ll be alright, Sonya,” I teased in a fake sad voice. “One day you’ll find someone as sexy as me who’ll give you the hottest fuck of your life.”
She laughed and bit my right tit, making me let her go. “Delicious,” she laughed.
I stuck my tongue out at her.
“Is that an offer?”
I flipped her the bird before I flipped my hair dramatically and walked away like the prissy girls do on those cheesy old movies.
She picked up her step to keep up with me and two seconds later we were laughing at our dumb jokes.
Sonya didn’t even go swimming today, she sat on Janie’s lap and they made out for the two hours I was swimming in the pool.
We went straight from the pool to dinner, not caring about dressing in street clothes. After dinner we went back to our dorm to relax.
“Hey, Rissy, I-” Sonya began.
“Ah, c’mon Sonya, don’t call me that. I hate that nickname.”
“Fine, Marissa.” She stuck her tongue out at me. “You know how I was kissing Janie at the pool today?”
“I could here your lips smacking against each other under water,” I commented, snickering.
“Well, that left me a little-” she blushed “- excited. Do you mind if I…?”
I rolled my eyes. “You know I don’t care. I mean, c’mon, Sonya. I didn’t object at all when you let CeeCee eat you on my bed- while I was in the room.”
She laughed. “That girl had a long ass tongue.”
I laughed with her. “I got stuff to do on the computer anyways.”
“Porn again?” she asked, giving me an innocent face.
“None of your business.”
She stuck her tongue out at me. “Lesbian porn?”
“So?” I didn’t look up, my face got a little hot. I opened my laptop and turned it on.
“I don’t get why you’ll watch girls you don’t know fuck but you won’t even let me touch you.”
I ignored her as I pulled up the internet. Truth be told, I fantasized about Sonya more than any other girl. I was just too embarrassed to tell her. Or do anything.
I pulled up the internet and type xnxx.com into the address bar.
Sonya must have forgotten about her “excitement” because she plopped onto my bed and laid on her stomach to watch the videos with me.
I typed “trib” into the search box. Sonya pointed to the video that was titled “Roommates trib.” I stuck my tongue out at her but clicked on the video.
I clicked play and set the laptop in front of me, laying down on my stomach next to her.
It was about three minutes into the video. Sonya seemed to remember her excitement because I saw her slip a her under her chest to tweak her nipples. I felt myself getting aroused too, I almost wanted to copycat the video with Sonya. Almost.
She must have slid her hand down to her pussy because Sonya gave a little gasp. I glanced at her, eyebrows raised, but she didn’t return to look. Her face and neck were red, so she knew I’d caught her.
My eyes were still on the screen. There was a close up of the girl’s pussies rubbing against each other. I crossed my legs and could feel how slick my pussy was already getting. Probably more from my fantasizing about Sonya than the video.
I hadn’t realized it until I heard her whisper. “You’re breathing a little hard,” Sonya whispered in my ear. “You can touch yourself, Marissa. I don’t mind.”
Now it was my turn to blush. None the less I slipped my hand down to my slick pussy as subtly as I could.
I was amazed at how wet I was. My clit was erect and as my fingers slid down my labia to my soaking hole they brushed my clit. I gave a soft involuntary moan.
Sonya rolled over so she was on her back. Her fingers were pushing in and out of her hole rapidly, making squishy noises. Her quick breaths turned into moans.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she moaned.
My middle and ringer finger were slowly circling my clit, I had to take slow breaths to keep myself from moaning.
I watched Sonya, getting more turned on by her than the video, which was almost over.
She turned her head toward me. Her mouth was open in an O and her eyes were full of lust.
“Kiss me, Marissa,” she moaned, she begged.
I didn’t know what to do. I hesitated. She didn’t.
Sonya grabbed my face like she mad this morning and touched her lips to mine. Almost involuntarily, my lips parted to except her tongue. She rolled on top of me, straddling my waist, she’d quit masturbating. I hadn’t noticed, but she’d taken off her shorts and panties. Her soaking pussy was making a wet spot on my shorts.
I had to pull away to take a breath. Her lips moved down to my neck, she kissed and sucked on it like a pro.
“Fuck, Sonya,” I moaned low in her ear. I was going crazy. It wasn’t often I could bring myself to climax because I felt like I was going to burst when I got close and my body couldn’t handle it. “I can’t… I can’t cum.”
“We’ll see,” she whispered, biting my ear. I moaned. Sensitive spot.
She pulled off my shorts and panties and tossed them to the side. She pulled my fingers out of my slick pussy and sucked them clean. Then she slid two of her own fingers in my tight hole.
“Oh my God!” I moaned, my back arched.
“Let me take care of you, Marissa,” She whispered, kissing the clef in between my jaw and neck. My eyes were wide and my breathing was heavy. “I’ve wanted this for a long time. Can I take you, Marissa?”
My pussy tightened around her fingers. She slowly pulled them out, all most all the way, then back in again. Slowly. Agonizingly slow.
“Please, Sonya!” I begged. “Don’t do this to me!”
“Do what?” she asked innocently.
“You’re going so slow,” I panted. “I can’t take it.”
“Beg,” she instructed.
I bit my lip, hesitating for the slightest second. She stopped and started to pull her finger out of me again.
“No, please! Sonya, please finger me! I’m going crazy! I can’t cum on my own! Please fuck me!”
She pulled the rest of the way out. My back lowered down to the bed again.
“Please,” I begged.
She got off the bed. The tension between my legs was too much, I couldn’t get up to follow her. To make her come back. She was out of my line of sight.
I felt her weight, what little weight she carried, move the bed. I looked at her. My eyes widened. “I can’t take that!”
She’d put on a strap on. It was a realistic purple dildo on a harness. It was at least seven inches and thick. Very thick.
“It’s so big!” I told her.
“And you’re very tight,” she informed me, like I didn’t already know. “Marissa, I could barely get those two fingers in you.” She wrapped her hand around the dick. “I intend to stretch you out.”
She didn’t give me a chance to reply. She leaned down and kissed me. One hand held my face to hers, the other slid down my body to my pussy. She spread the upper part of my pussy lips with her pointer and ring fingers. With her middle finger she pressed, lightly, on my clit. I moaned.
She rubbed my labia, My breathing got hard again. She kissed me softly, such a turn on.
Then, out of the blue, she stopped. Sitting cross-legged on my beg next to me.
I rose my head up.
“You want me to keep going? Beg.”
I rolled onto my stomach. My hurt my pussy, I was still very tense, if not more so.
“Please, Sonya,” I whispered. I kneeled in front of her and wrapped my arms around her neck, kissing it deeply. “I need you. Do anything you like to me. Just make me cum. I got wet because of you. Not that video. You. Please don’t stop now that you’re driving me so crazy.” I took her hand in mine and put it to the outer lips of my pussy. “Do you feel that, Sonya? I’m wet for you. Now I need you. Bend me over the bed and fuck me if you want. Just don’t stop doing this.” I pressed her middle finger into my slit, not to penetrate me, just to illustrate my purpose. “Please, finish me.” I kept kissing her neck for a few more minutes. I lowered my hips to her bare thigh and ran my pussy back and forth across it.
“Please,” I begged, kissing her, wrapping my arms around her neck again.
She grabbed my waist. Pulling me closer. My tight hole was hovering over the huge dildo.
“It’s double ended,” she told me. “The other end is mine.” She ran her tongue over my lips. “Whatever you feel, I feel.”
I lowered myself onto it. It wasn’t easy, but I was so wet there was no need for lubricant. Sonya helped, taking it slowly.
The head was barely penetrating me, but it was far enough in that it was sitting against my g-spot, pressing against it. Making me crazy again.
“Fuck,” I moaned. “Sonya, I’ve wanted you bad, for a long time. I fantasized about you constantly. I want you so bad now.”
“Then show me,” she whispered.
I was already going mad, with my clit on fire and the dildo pressing into my “soft spot.”
I lowered myself the rest of the way down. I was panting heavily, Sonya kissed my neck to sooth me. It only made me more excited- more crazy. Huge turn on, kissing my neck.
My pussy pulsed around the huge dildo. I moved up again, slowly. Sonya’s next movements were quick. It was like they didn’t happen. One second, I was on top, slowly moving my way back up the dildo. The next, she was behind me and I was on my stomach.
“Prop yourself up on your knees,” she commanded. I listened. She leaned forward and pinched my nipples. I gasped.
“Please,” I moaned.
She grabbed my hips, my pussy tightened around the dildo again for a second. “Fuck, you make me so hot!” I moaned.
She pumped me slowly at first, probably letting me get used to it. It could have been minutes or hours or seconds later that she started picking up the speed. With every push in she got a beat or two quicker. Some unknown amount of time later she was on full throttle, the hilt of the strap on pressing into my backside.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned. “Harder, fuck me Sonya. Oh, oh, OH! Yes, right there!” She reached under me and was rolling my clit in her fingers, pinching and squeezing it. I was going to explode. I was going crazy again.
“Don’t stop!” I begged. “It’s so good, don’t stop! Fuck, yes! Ah, I’m cumming!”
My hips bucked wildly and, to my great surprise, Sonya got faster still. I was matching her strokes so when she pushed in I pushed back. It was incredible. My pussy tightened around the strap on. Sonya kept rubbing my clit, which only made me all the more wild. It was, without a doubt, the greatest orgasm of my life.
My pussy was still clenching on and off the dildo when Sonya leaned forward, keeping the dildo inside me to the hilt, and kissed my shoulder.
“I love you,” she whispered.

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A Ghostly Haunting-Chapter Eleven

Ashley helps Vicky with her morning chores around the Ranch, when the horny couple just help but have some more fun. Then to their Surprise The ghost Samantha finally appears before them for fun too.

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Devil’s Island CH 5

This is a long story about several women and their fates. Not all is fantasy but based on personal experiences as a Master. Some is clearly pure fantasy, which is which is up to the reader to decide.

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Jay and Faith (Chapter 4: Springbreak, part 1)

Jay is a high school teacher who loves his students and has some extra cirricular activities with them outside of school. In this chapter Jay takes Faith, his favorite student with him to the beach for springbreak after her plans with friends fall through.

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Skulduggery Pleasant — Chapter 1 — A Time For Reflection

Skulduggery pleasant – chapter 1 – A Time For Reflection
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Valkyrie sighed and rolled over she couldn’t sleep her body still pumped with adrenaline from their previous adventure. She groaned and sat up flicking her lamp on to illuminate her room she had too many thoughts running through her head, the loss of Kenspeckle and tanith, her being Darquesse and how she let slip that she was in love with fletcher. She also thought about Caelan but she pushed it to the back of her mind.
She turned toward her wardrobe to put on her black clothes and saw the figure she flinched back clicking her fingers on impulse summoning a flame that illuminated the face of her Reflection. She sighed in relief and anger
“Why are you out of the mirror” she snapped in a hushed whisper.
The Reflection’s reply was equally quiet,
“You didn’t put me into the mirror”
Valkyrie flushed scarlet, the Reflection noticed.
“You’re blushing” it was a statement more than a question.
“Well yes!” Valkyrie said then lowered her voice to a low whisper “I thought I was alone” closing her eyes.
“Oh you mean when you masturbated” the Reflection said her voice emotionless.
“Don’t call it that!”
“What do you want me to call it?” the Reflection asked cocking its head.
“I don’t know!” Valkyrie snapped.
There was a knock on the door and she heard her mother’s voice.
“Steph you awake” the Reflection crawled under the bed and Valkyrie covered herself.
“Yeah”
Her mother walked in wearing a dressing gown she looked around
“Were you talking to someone?” she asked
“Just myself” Valkyrie replied
“What’s up?” she asked
“I just can’t sleep” she sighed “it’s frustrating”
“I know the feeling” her mom was silent and Valkyrie could sense a hesitation in her tone as if she was trying to find the right way to say something.
“Steph I know this is an embarrassing question but do you give yourself some relief?”
Valkyrie sighed and contemplated going for the disgusted teen reaction but she resigned herself and nodded.
“And you’re still stressed?”
“Yes”
“Hang on a moment” and her mum left the room, she returned a minute later with a box in her hand inside was a clit stimulator and a dildo Valkyrie couldn’t help it she squealed and pushed it away from her.
“Mum!” she moaned
“Stephanie I know what it’s like to be young all those hormones running around”
“But mum!”
“shh your father is still asleep” she stood up “ listen I know it’s embarrassing but steph sometimes you can just see the tension on your shoulders I just want you to be happy”
“I’m just going to leave them here” she said placing them in her drawer “ don’t be embarrassed” and her mother left the room, once she was sure Valkyrie motioned for her Reflection to crawl out from under the bed.
“That was mortifying” Valkyrie whispered
The Reflection peered into the box pulling out the dildo to examine it. It wasn’t large at least 6 inches. Smaller than fletchers at least. Valkyrie looked up and saw the Reflection running her hands along it studying the ridges on, and despite herself she could feel herself starting to get aroused.
The Reflection cocked its head confused.
“What?” Valkyrie asked.
“I’m reacting sexually to this” confusion in her tone
Valkyrie stood up looking into the Reflection’s eyes.
“What does it feel like?” she asked curious
“I can feel myself getting wet and it feels good”
“You’re feeling pleasure?”
“I think so”
The Reflection brought its hand down and started to rub itself Valkyrie closed her legs together and their eyes locked. Their lips met and Valkyrie fell back onto her bed their hands roamed over each other. The dildo had stayed in the Reflection’s hand it was now digging into Valkyrie’s ass. She rolled pushing the Reflection on her back. She pulled the dildo from its hand and brought it to its mouth.
“Suck it” she whispered and the Reflection complied bringing its tongue to lick around the tip before gently sucking on it. Valkyrie groaned and grinded herself on the Reflection. The Reflection brought her hands up and pulled down the bedcovers freeing Valkyrie’s breasts. She pinched her breasts as Valkyrie tore of the Reflection’s clothes admiring her own body.
She pulled down the Reflection’s panties and leant down she tentatively brought her tongue to its slit and the Reflection moaned resting her hand on Valkyrie’s head Valkyrie kissed and licked her folds pausing once in a while to allow herself to breath and to wipe the moisture from her face whilst the Reflection moaned silently and ran its hands through Valkyrie’s hair Valkyrie pressed her tongue deep within the Reflection’s shuddering pussy and curled it up running it along the roof of the Reflection’s cunt.
The Reflection came and Valkyrie felt her tongue get clamped with the Reflection’s walls, the Reflection lay back it was slightly out of breath, Valkyrie noticed this absently but she was too horny to care she crawled up beside the Reflection and kissed her again, and the Reflection started to move down her body she reached towards Valkyrie’s womanhood and raised what was In her hand so Valkyrie could see it was the dildo she pushed it slowly into her hot dripping folds and started to slid it in and out of her body Valkyrie twisted and grabbed the other toy from the box before using the air to lift the Reflection over her own body in the 69 position.
The Reflection continued as if nothing happened and Valkyrie moaned quietly in pleasure, she turned the toy on the pressed the vibrating end to squeeze on the Reflection’s clit the Reflection moaned as well as Valkyrie used it to stroke tenderly at her Reflection’s area synchronizing their movements so the Reflection would push the toy in and Valkyrie would press the toy against its clit and when the Reflection pulled out Valkyrie would rotate it slightly in a circle.
They could feel their orgasms coming close and the Reflection licked Valkyrie’s pussy as she pulled the toy out Valkyrie moaned in frustration turning to tell the Reflection to put it back in before the Reflection slammed it back into her fully Valkyrie’s orgasm was ten times bigger than any she had before she pushed the clit stimulator hard against the Reflection’s clit and the Reflection came too both of them just holding back their screams of pleasure before collapsing to the bed panting.
A thin sheen of sweat and juices covering their body’s after a while of lying there in each other’s arms they broke apart they stood up and after the Reflection was safely in the mirror Valkyrie cleaned up the mess she found the ability to manipulate water was very useful here and after five minutes she locked the toys in the bottom drawer and fell into an easy and heavy sleep.
Unbeknownst to her the Reflection was plotting, plotting all the ways to get pleasure because that had been the trigger now the Reflection classed herself as her own person and she wanted to keep a hold of that pleasure, but she wasn’t the only one in Valkyrie’s dream she was being fucked in every way imaginable, who would of thought that Skulduggery’s protégé was turning into an insatiable little nymph Valkyrie smiled and rolled over in her sleep.
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Please comment on what pairing to do next, comment or inbox me your suggestions any hints of tips on what I can do to improve my writing is much appreciated.
A girl on girl story was actually quite hard for me to write so I will most probably do a guy/girl story next I want to progress this story in to at least 20 parts as a target for myself, and not all of them will be on Valkyrie
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Fantasy

Finding her in Real Life

Greg had been chatting online with Amy for a few weeks. They met on xnxx, but soon discovered that they only lived twenty minutes away from one another. Greg was 36 and worked from home; Amy was 26 and unemployed, so they were often online at the same time during the day. Flirting led to cyber sex and exchanging a few sexy pictures. Both Greg and Amy were happy in their relationships, but wanted more sexually. Amy loved sex, and loved sex with her husband, but wanted to have much more sex than she was having. Greg enjoyed sex with his girlfriend, but was most turned on by anal, which she refused to do. Greg suggested they meet up and take their relationship into reality, but Amy wasn’t sure she wanted to really cheat. Greg was disappointed, but he still enjoyed chatting with her. They talked about what they would like to do with each other. She would let him do whatever he wanted, fuck her throat, pound her pussy, take her up the ass. He would hold her down and fuck her brains out, dominate her in the way she craved. But it was just a fantasy.
One day Greg was coming out of a hardware store when he happened to look across the street and saw a woman who looked familiar. Then he realized who it was. It was Amy, even prettier than she looked in her pictures. Greg couldn’t believe it! He waited until she had walked down the block and then crossed over to her side of the street. He followed her from a distance until she reached her apartment and went inside. It was one of those buildings where the stairs are all outdoors, so Greg was able to watch Amy go into the door to her apartment. Greg wasn’t sure what to do, but he knew he didn’t want to let this opportunity go to waste. He signed on to yahoo messenger on his phone and waited a few minutes. Sure enough, Amy signed on a few minutes later.
He messaged her and it started out like most of their conversations did. He asked how she was and they went through the normal small talk. Both claimed to be bored and horny. Then Greg veered off their normal script:
Greg: What are you wearing?
Amy: A t-shirt and panties.
Greg: Take them off.
Amy: Is that an order?
Greg: Yes.
Amy: Ok, they’re off. What else should I do?
Greg: Where are you?
Amy: in bed
Greg: Lay down on your stomach with your laptop in front of you.
Amy: Why?
Greg: Just do it slut.
Amy: I like it when you tell me what to do. I’m naked on my tummy.
Greg:Put your hand underneath yourself and rub your clit. Spread your legs like you’re about to get fucked.
Amy: mmm, you’re naughty today.
All of this time Greg had been walking up the stairs of Amy’s building. He tried the door, his heart pounding. It was unlocked! He checked to make sure the sound was off on his phone and then opened the door silently. He walked in slowly and eased the door shut behind him.
Greg: What do you want right now?
Amy: To feel you here with me and do whatever you ask.
Greg: I just went to the hardware store and bought some rope for a little home improvement project, but it’s giving me some ideas.
Amy: Oh really?
Greg: How would you like to get tied up?
Amy: The thought is really turning me on.
Greg creeped through the apartment and soon found the bedroom. Amy was lying naked, facedown, her back toward the door. Greg’s cock was instantly hard looking at the girl in front of him.
Greg: Do you want to get spanked.
Amy: So badly, I wish you were here to spank me.
Greg: Really?
Amy: mmm, it would make me feel so good
Greg slipped over to the bed and brought his hand down hard on Amy’s naked rear. She cried out in pain and surprise. He was on her in a second. He pushed her laptop aside and held her down on the bed, with one of his legs between hers so that she couldn’t close them.
“Oh Amy, you turn me on so much,” said Greg, “I can’t wait to do all of the things we’ve been talking about.”
Amy was too shocked to reply. She didn’t understand what was going on. Greg reached down and shoved two fingers into her sopping pussy. He pumped them in and out. Amy realized that this was the guy she had been chatting with. She had had countless orgasms while imagining being with him, and now it was really happening.
“How did you get here? I don’t understand,” stammer Amy.
“Shut up slut,” snapped Greg, “I’m going to give you the rough, nasty sex you’ve been craving.”
Greg continued to finger fuck Amy’s cunt and began to work his thumb into her ass. Amy moaned in pleasure. She didn’t quite understand what was going on, but it felt fantastic. Then Greg flipped her over forcefully. He held her down on the bed and reached into his bag from the hardware store, pulling out some rope. How lucky it was that he had just made this particular purchase, as if the universe wanted him to be there.
Greg tied Amy’s arms above her head so that she couldn’t escape. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off along with his t-shirt and his boxers. Now he was just as naked as Amy, and she could see his huge hard on.
“I’m going to fuck your throat, just like you like,” Greg told Amy. They had talked about this a lot, but in reality she had never had it done to her. Amy was scared, but she opened her mouth. He shoved his cock between her plump rosy lips and began to pump. He was quickly down her throat and thrusting away. Amy began to gag almost immediately, but did her best to power through it. She wanted to be the best little cock sucker she could be. She pulled in as much air as she could through her nose. Every now and then Greg would pull out of her mouth and let her gasp in a deep breath and then shove his cock back in. Amy’s jaw ached, long strands of saliva fell down her chin, but it turned her on immensely.
Greg was so turned on my her submissiveness. He slowed down. He didn’t want this to end so soon. Greg withdrew from Amy’s mouth and looked down at her naked body.
“Did you like that?” he asked.
Amy nodded while she caught her breath. Greg pulled her legs apart to look at the holes he was about to enjoy. She was neatly trimmed and her pussy was dripping in anticipation. He started rubbing her clit and she spread her legs wider. Greg leaned down and started to lick. He pushed his tongue up and down and swirled it around her eager clit. He pushed two fingers inside her, then three. He loved the way she shuttered as she enjoyed his touch. It didn’t take long before she began to yell.
“Oh my God, I’m cumming!” she shouted. Greg loved the the power he felt over her. She was his plaything and he could use her however he wanted and make her cum hard. He took his prick and shoved it into her cunt, which was still spasming from her powerful orgasm. He pushed her legs back toward her in order to fuck her slow and deep.
“Do you like that, you little whore?” Greg asked. “What if your husband knew you were getting pounded by your online lover?”
Greg ran his fingers through Amy’s hair and then pulled hard. Then sharp pain only heightened her passion. He continued to fuck her pussy, but they both knew where this was going. They had played out this scene so many times in chat. It always ended with they same way. Greg pulled out of Amy’s pussy. He spread her legs wide and scooped up some of the juices flowing from her cunt and rubbed them on her asshole. Amy smiled, she knew she was about to get what she desired most, a rock hard cock up her ass. Amy also knew how much Greg wanted this, and that turned her on more.
Greg spent so much time begging his girlfriend to let him fuck her ass and she always refused. To see the lust and desire in Amy’s eyes as he rubbed the tip of his cock around her ass almost sent him over the edge. He plunged in, in one swift motion. Amy gasped, it hurt, but it also felt fantastic. Greg began to pick up the pace. Her ass felt fantastic, so tight around his cock. He pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her stomach, got on top of her, and pushed into her ass once again. In this position he could fuck her much harder. He pounded her ass while she moaned into the bed, her hands still tied together. It wasn’t long before Amy started to cum. She moaned and writhed on the bed and her ass contracted around Greg’s cock. This sent him over the edge and he came hard, pumping his load up her ass.
Greg pulled out and looked down at the cum dripping out of her gaping asshole. It was a beautiful sight. He reached over to grab his phone and took a picture. He wanted to remember this glorious moment. Amy just lay there, totally spent. Greg was temped to leave her like that for her husband to come home to, but her thought better of it and untied her.
“That was better that I ever imagined,” said Amy. “But how did you find me?”
“I have my ways,” replied Greg, “and now that I know where you live you’re going to submit to me whenever I want.” He took his things and left. He knew that he would be back again soon.

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