Adult Story

Mary Christmas

Mary wraps herself up in lights as a Christmas present for Paul This is a lot milder than most of my work and is more of a Christmas story than anything else.

Just A Day At the Beach

I had written this story beforehand but deleted it as I didn’t like the format, the character’s name, nor the way it was told. This is merely a retelling of how Kristina learned to become and enjoy being a cumslut….
“It’s such a beautiful day out, glad I’m going to the beach” thought Kristina as she drove her old beater to her favorite beach on her only day off of the week. She had been working six days in a row for the past two years and Sundays were her only reprieve from her lowly fast food employment. She had gotten up extra early that morning to beat the throngs of people who were sure to show up that day and had headed out before the sun was up. She had brought along a cooler filled with goodies (mainly beer) but a few snack items and things of that nature as well to keep her content with the day. She pulled into the parking lot of the beach and grabbed her cooler, blanket, and beach bag and walked to her favorite spot.
Finally settled in to where she would be staying Kristina headed to the changing rooms to put on her bikini, had she worn it while driving she definitely would’ve turned some heads in traffic. The little number was flashy, bright orange and pink tiger striping that was admittedly a bit too small for her. The top plunged down her chest making her 32b breasts look a little larger; it was secured around the back with a tie string and a loop which went around her neck. Her bottoms barely covered her sex showing off the tops of her hip bones as well as some of her lower stomach. They were secured to her petite figure with two tie strings on either side of her hips which Kristina fastened securely. She glanced at her body in the changing room mirror, at age 19 she was only 5 foot 3 and at 105 lbs her taught stomach complemented her belly button ring that dangled so cutely in place.
She pulled her blonde hair back into a ponytail and leaned into the mirror to put in her septum piercing and gauges. Her dazzling orange green eyes showed bright against her light almond skin. All in all she was a very cute girl and with her bikini on the way it was she was sure to attract some attention from the guys that showed up today. Her secret weapon though, she thought to herself, would be her butt, even for a petite girl she had grown a well rounded ass it stuck out from behind her just enough to give her a little wobble and with her almost too small bottoms it was sure to pop out when she walked. Giving herself one more look over she put on her sunglasses, grabbed her beach bag, and headed back to her spot.
When she got back a few more people had arrived at the beach and were starting to pick out spots of their own. Kristina glanced around her, “no hotties yet” she thought with a frown “well it is still kind of early. Might as well get a buzz going” She opened up her cooler and grabbed a cold beer sipping it slowly and laying down upon her blanket Kristina enjoyed the coolness of the liquid contrasting with the warmth of the sun shining down upon her. She lay like that for a while drinking beer after beer slowly getting to that comfortable drunk she knew so well then she felt a shadow loom over her. “Oh god I hope it’s someone cute” she thought as she opened her eyes to reveal an older man standing in front of her grinning. “Hey there pretty girl! You looked kind of lonely here by yourself would you like some company?” Kristina scrutinized the man carefully he was old enough to be her grandfather, his hair had gone on his head and instead was now on her chest and back, he had clearly let himself go and had grown a pot belly. “Pervert” she thought “Uhmm no I’m fine here by myself just trying to enjoy this beautiful day we’re having” she said in her fake sweet voice, she had learned the trick from being hit on at work.
“Alright my dear well my friends and I are just about to begin grilling some food if you’re hungry later” he point in the direction of four similarly older men who were standing around, beers in hand, ogling the females that passed by. “Oh I’ll be fine I brought some snacks for later on” she hoped this conversation would end soon; she could feel the old man undressing her with his eyes. The man gave her a quick smile and a glance and walked back towards his friends, Kristina breathed a heavy sigh of relief. “Dirty pervert! He wants me to come with him and let him and his friends eye rape me for the day, yeah that’s exactly what how I want to spend my day off.” Eventually Kristina calmed down and went back to relaxing and drinking, after a few hours her stomach started to rumble. She propped herself up on one arm and searched her cooler for some snacks “I know I put them in here this morning” she said to herself “oh fuck. I left them on the countertop!” Kristina was now without food for the day and being her frugal self she only brought enough money for tolls both ways.
“How could I be so stupid?” she said plopping back down on her beach towel “now I’m literally going to starve.” Just then the smell of grilled meat wafted to her nostrils and she looked over to the group of old men standing around a charcoal grill making hamburgers. Kristina’s mouth watered, she was so unbearably hungry and the alcohol in her system was clouding her judgment. “Maybe they won’t be so bad, after all its not like they’re going to try to fuck me right here on the beach.” She picked herself up and walked over to them in a slow saunter, she wanted to be as alluring as possible so they wouldn’t even fathom of saying no to her request for food. “Hey guys whatever you’re cooking over here smells great!” The old man who had previously talked to Kristina turned to her “it’s a secret recipe of mine from my grandfather; he came over from Germany and brought his knowledge of ground beef with him. Would you like a burger miss?” “Kristina” she said sticking out her hand, “and yes I’m starved.” “Well Kristina, I’m Mark and you are welcome to enjoy as much as you can eat although by the looks of you it’s not much”
Kristina grinned “actually I eat a ton I just have a high metabolism to keep my figure” she did a twirl for all the guys. They all grabbed food and sat down in a circle around the cooler that Mark and his friends had brought. One of them reached over to it and grabbed a beer offering it to Kristina and then asking if anyone else wanted one. As they ate Kristina was introduced to each of the guys around her, there was Tony a big Italian guy with hairy arms and a gut. Roger who was a tall lanky fellow, with a big nose and thin alien like fingers. Phil and Andrew were almost the same both of them were stocky, portly guys with big bushy eyebrows. Kristina shook each of their hands and soon began getting into conversation with the whole group. She had guessed right about Mark being old enough to be her grand father, everyone in the group was at least 60 years old if not older but they were all nice and funny so she didn’t mind hanging around them. As the time wore on and the sun was going down Tony reached into the cooler and pulled out a bottle of whiskey, he poured everyone a shot offered cheers and everyone drank up. This happened until the bottle was almost two thirds gone, Kristina was thankful, her head was swimming and she felt that it might be better to sleep in her car overnight than try driving this drunk.
“So Kristina where are you staying for the night?” said Mark noticing she was rather drunk. “Oh I actually have to get to work tomorrow so I’m going to have to drive home later when I sober up” “Ah. You know I’m surprised at how well you handled that whiskey, from someone your weight I’d suspect you were a lightweight” Kristina laughed “I’m actually really good at handling my alcohol. I’m good at handling a lot of things” she winked at Mark. “Like what my dear” he said his interest peaked at the girl’s innuendo. “Well I’ve noticed all of you staring at my chest today and I can read your thoughts about what you’d want to do to me you old pervs. But if I’m going to show you what I’m talking about we need a bit more privacy”
Kristina was actually getting turned on thinking about what she was going to do with these old men. The booze had gone straight to her brain and had mixed with the knowledge she had of what she knew these guys wanted to do with her. For her it was going to be dirty and depraved, they were all at least three times her age and that turned her on the more she thought about it.
“I know just the place” said Mark as he and the rest of the men stood up packing their things “follow me Kristina.” Off they went with Mark and Kristina arm in arm while the other men carried their things back to their camper. “Where are they going?” asked Kristina who suddenly realized she was alone with Mark. “Oh they’ll be right back my dear just dropping off our things in our camper.” They entered the shower building together and Mark quickly inspected the place to make sure it was empty of other people. Kristina watched the old man with hungry eyes as she thought more and more of how she was going to give these guys everything they wanted. In secret she had always wanted to be used by someone older than her, this was her golden opportunity as she had five old men all wanting to make her their cum dumpster.
A few minutes later the other four came into the bathhouse and locked the door behind them; it was going to ensure no one interrupted their private moment. Kristina beckoned them over to her as she grabbed a towel from the rack and placed it on the ground, kneeling down she motioned for the guys to form a circle around her. “Now,” she said “I can show you what I was talking about. Who wants to be the first to make me their little cum target?” Mark stepped up to her, placing his cock on her lips she slowly brought him into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his stiff member as she took his whole length into her mouth, her eyes locked with his as she bobbed her head up and down on him never ceasing to run her smooth tongue along the underside of his cock. “My god! She sucks like a pro” exclaimed Mark. Kristina moaned onto him as she reached both of her hands up to grab Phil’s and Andrew’s cocks as well, her tiny hands wrapped around each one and began jerking them at the same pace she was going with Mark. Tony had come up behind her and was nibbling her shoulder while running his rough hands across her stomach. His right hand ran its way into her bottoms and he began fingering her while his left found its way to her breasts. Kristina spread her legs wide so Tony could fit more of his fingers into her while she quickened the pace on Mark’s dick with her mouth. She deep throated him as her own horniness increased from Tony’s now two fingers assaulting her tight pussy.
“I wanna see these tits of yours before I bust a nut Kristina” said Mark as he placed his hands on either side of her head pulling her off him. Kristina frowned at Mark, she wanted to keep blowing him but she also thought of how sexy it’d be to keep blowing him topless. “Someone undress me” she said with a purr. Tony needed no further encouragement as he pulled the string on her top, it loosened and only held on due to the loop around her neck. Kristina momentarily released both the dicks in her grasp and lifted her arms above her head as Tony pulled the top off her and threw it across the bath house floor. Immediately Kristina began jerking both Phil and Andrew off while Mark grabbed her head and controlled her bobbing on his cock. Tony’s hands were now both occupied with the petite girl as his left hand groped her tiny breasts, her nipples had become erect from lust and Tony pinched and pulled on them. Again Kristina moaned onto the cock in her mouth, her loins were burning from the depravity of it all, she was a 19 year old girl, pretty, taught, and desirable kneeling in front of five balding, fat, old men who she was pleasuring. She had never felt so hot.
Mark felt his balls tighten as once more Kristina plunged his full length into her mouth and down her throat. He was amazed at how much she could take, her mouth wasn’t that big but what she lacked in oral cavity she made up for with absolutely zero gag reflex. He watched her throat expand each time she took him down to his balls, she’d stay there for almost a minute her tongue swirling against his sack, her esophagus contracting on his shaft, she was trying to milk him for everything he had and soon she’d get it. Kristina’s tongue ran across Mark’s sack and she felt his balls fully engorged, realizing what was going to occur she pulled her mouth off him and looked up at him. “Cum for me baby. I want you to enjoy yourself.” She tilted her head back as she opened her mouth sticking her tongue out and staring up at him with her pretty eyes. Mark jerked his cock a few times and began spurting cum onto Kristina’s tongue and into her mouth. She gathered all she could in her open mouth until it began dribbling over her lips and running down her chin. Mark aimed his cock towards her forehead as he shot three ropes across it. Finally spent he wiped his mushroom tip on Kristina’s cheek smearing the rest of his semen into her skin.
Kristina opened her mouth showing the guys how much she had caught in her mouth. Her tiny tongue swirled the milky liquid around coating all her taste buds, she gargled with the mixture making little bottles form and pop in the back of her throat until she swallowed the whole thing down in one big gulp. “Mmmm” she purred wiping cum from her forehead and licking her fingers “you practically tried to drown me Mark. Who wants to cum for me next?”
At this point Roger stepped in front of Kristina and wrapped his hand around her ponytail; driving his cock down her throat. Kristina was surprised at the intensity but it was nothing she couldn’t handle, especially in her hyper state of horniness. Roger throat fucked the tiny girl viciously; his control of her head meant he’d plunge her mouth down his shaft and leave her there to gag on it until she started tearing up. When he would finally let her up for air she’d be gasping and sputtering for it, strands of spit and precum would be left sticking to her lips. As soon as Roger felt that Kristina’s face was no longer flushed and she had regained her breathing he would bring her back down on his shaft, bobbing her head up and down while she continued to suck him.
Kristina loved it, her face was being used like a throat cunt, she had a dick in each of her hands, and she had two fingers wriggling, thrusting, and exploring her insides. Tony’s fingers were completely covered with Kristina’s juices, indeed, her whole legs were dripping with them; Tony pulled his fingers out from inside her and undid the strings on each side of her hips. He tossed the bottoms in the direction of her top and went back to finger fucking her tight honey hole. Kristina spasmed onto Tony’s fingers as her first orgasm flooded through her body, she gushed onto his hand and the floor while he continued his assault on her pussy. Had she not had Roger’s cock past her tonsils she would’ve merely told him to fuck her so instead she shook her ass at him hoping he would take the hint. “Oh shit guys I think she wants something more than just some fingers in her snatch” Tony said while he slowly pushed his index finger into her tight asshole.
Kristina winced in pain at the sudden intrusion into her ass, she had never experimented with it and never let any guy put his finger into it. Her sphincter contracted onto Tony’s finger by reflex, “God damn her ass is tight guys, I might want to get a piece of it later myself.” Kristina closed her eyes while Roger continued throat fucking her, “if he’s going to finger my ass I might as well just accept it happening and learn to like it” she thought “who knows? Maybe I just might end up liking something violating me up there?” Soon enough Kristina relaxed and the pain from her asshole receded; it was replaced instead by a small amount of pleasure in the feeling of having two fingers in her pussy and one in her ass. Her body’s natural response to the intrusion seceded and Tony slipped his middle finger into her ass as well; this sent Kristina into another orgasm as her whole body shook and shuddered.
“I’m going to cum soon Kristina.” said Andrew. “Yeah, me too. Your hands are working magic on my prick” said Phil. Roger released his grip on the petite girl’s ponytail and took his cock out of her mouth, it glistened with her spit under the fluorescent lights of the bath house; he retired to jerking his cock staring at the girl he had just made gag on his member. Andrew and Phil both placed their cocks near Kristina’s mouth while she sucked them both in furious fashion, she wanted to treat each guy to her blowjob prowess and up until now these two had just been getting jerked off by her. Her head would bob on one cock for two or three times and then she’d turn her head to the other side and do the same for the other. Her hands never stopped working either; if she was sucking them her hand was massaging their droopy sacks, if she wasn’t she had her hand around their base jerking it slowly. Soon she felt both of them edge and knew that they were going to finish in a matter of seconds; she tilted her head back again “You guys going to cum on my pretty young face?” she asked innocently. She opened her mouth open wide, sticking her tiny pink tongue out for them and closing her eyes “I want you guys to make me your old men cum dumpster, I know you’ve wanted to see me covered in your seed since you laid eyes on me. Give it to me.”
Andrew stepped up to Kristina’s face, his prick had grown purple with anticipation and soon it was going to release itself upon this precious young face. “Hnghhhh here it comes!” he said as his cock erupted rope after rope of thick sticky cum onto her face. His first couple of strands hit right across her face, splattering onto her nose and running into her right eye; Kristina blinked behind closed eyes as she felt the warm spunk running over her skin. Andrew repositioned his spurts towards Kristina’s mouth and soon began filling her tiny mouth up with his semen; she put her lips over the tip of his cock to ensure that none of it would shoot past her face and curled her tongue around the underside of his mushroom head to draw every last drop out. When he was finally spent she opened one eye and smiled at him, his cum had almost filled her mouth; while her forehead, nose, and eye had all gotten splashed as well. Kristina didn’t have time to swallow as Phil grabbed her head pushing his cock up against her lips and spurting his load inside her mouth. Kristina took as much as she could but couldn’t control it as it started spilling out down her chin onto her perky tits. Phil took his cock out of her mouth and shot three more ropes across her face; splashing her cheeks and running into her hair. His final two shots were aimed across her tits; he stood back and admired his work “you look so sexy covered in our old man goo”
Kristina swallowed all the cum she had collected in her mouth, it dripped down her throat with its stickiness and she felt it plop into her belly. She licked her lips; the salty tartness of cum was intoxicating she could feel it drying on her face and body, she could taste it still in her mouth and she was becoming more and more drunk by her lust to satisfy each of these perverts. The briny salty goo they had been expelling for her overwhelmed her senses, her hands ran across her taught young body as she scooped up every strand she could licking her hands and eyeing Roger “baby why don’t you come over here and give me that load you’ve been saving up? I know you’re dying to throat fuck my tight mouth again. Come here and let me help you out” Roger regained his position in front of Kristina’s mouth and once again began gagging the tiny girl on his shaft. Since her hands were free at the moment Kristina reached her right hand up and massaged his old sack while her left gently ran across his skinny frame, her nails gently grazed against his stomach while she looked up him with one eye closed from the dried cum.
Up until this point Tony had been relentlessly fingering Kristina in both her ass and pussy, his own cock was stiffened to diamond like proportions; Kristina’s attention had been to every other guy so far and he wondered when it would be his turn. “Roger you should hurry up, I’m starting to get blue balls over here watching everyone else use this little cum dumpster of ours.” Kristina’s thoughts snapped back to Tony “how could I forget Tony!” she thought to herself; she reached her hand behind her and grabbed his prick immediately jerking him. “Wow she’s really skilled at this huh?” said a surprised Tony who couldn’t believe this girl could be taking a dick down her throat, four fingers in two different holes, and still have the constitution to reach behind her blindly and stroke his cock. Kristina pulled him slightly closer towards her and pointed to her holes, she wanted him to fuck her and she wanted it now. “Haha I get the special treatment then!” Tony said excitedly as he grabbed her by the hips and positioned his cock right behind her.
With Tony in place Kristina turned her attention back to Roger who was still ramming his cock down her throat, she grabbed his free hand and placed it on her perky tits hoping he’d pinch her nipples. Roger grabbed the girl’s boob rubbing his hand all over the petite girl’s modest bosom, her boobs were soft and perky still from being so young; it was her nipples though that turned him on the most. They were standing firm at attention from being so horny he couldn’t help but pinch and pull on them with zeal, feeling like a 15 year old again feeling up his first pair. Just then Kristina felt a sharp stabbing in her ass as Tony began pushing his rock hard member into her virgin asshole. “Not what I meant when I pointed” Kristina thought to herself as she felt her ass slowly start to expand from Tony’s girth “god damn that hurts!” Her ass once again responded with contracting firmly onto Tony’s dick as, for the first time ever, a cock was being placed up in her tightest regions. “My god she’s so tight up here” Tony said “I need some lube for this one.” He pulled out of Kristina slowly, making sure not to hurt the girl too much spread her ass check with his big rough hands. Kristina’s asshole was still a bit stretched from his fingers and so he spat right into her pink star, spitting into it a few more times he replaced his cockhead and pushed in.
The spit lube had helped a bit as Tony was able to fit half of his cock into her before more resistance came from her sphincter. “Kristina you’ve gotta relax this butt of yours or else this is really going to hurt” he reached around her and began rubbing her clit to stimulate her body into relaxation. Kristina felt a warm sensation run through her body and it wasn’t long before she felt Tony’s full length inside her ass, he continued to rub her clit while pumping in and out of her tight rectum; his full girth stretching and expanding what used to be her tightest hole. Roger had placed his other free hand on the bottom of Kristina’s chin basically keeping her head in one place and fucking her mouth at his own free will “I’m gonna cum soon for you Kristina, you’re going to drown from my load!” Kristina liked the sound of that, in honesty her jaw was getting a bit sore and it had been about 15 minutes since her last taste of semen. Roger’s pumping became more and more frantic as he came closer to edging until he finally shoved his whole cock into her throat forcing his dick down into her esophagus and spurting his cum down her it directly. He pulled out as he continued to cum on her face; spurting rope after rope like a volcano across her forehead, chin, cheeks, lips, and nose; Kristina felt each warm spurt hit her face and held her mouth open in hopes Roger would give her some across her tongue. Soon she was rewarded as Roger shot the last four streams of his load onto her waiting tongue; he jerked what little was left into her mouth as she sat there drenched in his cum.
“You’re such a sexy little cum slut Kristina. Its like you crave cum from us you cum dumpster.” Kristina thought about this statement while she swallowed the bitter tartness Roger had given her; it was true in a sense, all this depravity had made her hotter and wetter than she had ever been. “I think you’re right Roger,” she said opening her one eye and looking back at him “every time you guys burst a load onto my pretty face it just makes me even hornier.” She looked back at Tony “sweetie you wanna finish in my little ass? I want to feel you shoot your cum straight up my tight hole. You wanna be the first guy to fuck and finish in my butt?” she gave him her sexiest “I am so innocent” look. Tony only grunted in response, his dick was pounding into this little 105lb girl and he didn’t want anything to distract him. His fingers had gone from rubbing her clit to fingering her with each stroke while his thumb rubbed her clit, his other hand reached around her and grabbed her by the stomach; pulling her fully back onto him he sat her on his lap while Kristina bounced on his cock. Running his hand from her stomach to her tits Tony began to feel his balls tighten, he knew that soon enough he’d blow his load and couldn’t wait to give it to her.
His hand reached her tits, scooping some drying cum off them and placed his fingers near her mouth; Kristina sucked them diligently her arms pulled back behind them both to stabilize her riding his cock. She moaned onto his fingers her tongue running along every bit of them pretending it was another cock she was sucking as she squeezed her ass muscles tight for Tony. Tony couldn’t take it any longer, was she was doing was too hot and soon he began shooting his load up into her ass. “Oh god its so warm inside me!” Kristina said grabbing Tony around the neck as she milked every last drop from his throbbing member. “Tony I can feel your cum coating the inside of my butt with every spurt. I think I’m gonna cum” As she said this she erupted in orgasm and spouted juices onto the floor; she sat on Tony’s cock until he had finished pumping his seed into her and then slowly pulled herself off laying on the towel and panting. “God you guys are amazing,” she said through haggard breathing “I’ve never been fucked and used like that before.”
Mark had regained his composure the quickest since he had been the first one done “Kristina you sure you’re going to make it to work tomorrow? It’s already kind of late and we do have a camper here for you to sleep in.” Kristina pondered this a moment; on one hand she had work, on the other she had five horny old men with a camper and still looked ready to give her more cum. “Yeahhh I think I’m gonna be sick tomorrow” she said with a laugh “besides I’m sure all of you are dying to fuck my throat again?” “Kind of,” Mark said “have you ever been gangbanged by five old men?” Kristina smiled “I’m sure by tomorrow I will have”

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Parker luck

A regular joe started doing tried to do photography for fun but then noticed the benefits of it.

Beach House Sleepover 3

The next in the series. Back at the farm, Chris and Alex are finishing up from their previous episode. They’re playing it risky this time… But will they get caught?

Fallout: The Untold Adventures

Hey guys this is my first time writing a story tell me what you think and if should continue
Angel is a young girl. She has lived in a vault her whole life, or at least she did until her father left the vault. I should slow down, Vault 101 was always secure and people were nice to each other. You and your father lived in the vault your whole lives and knew there was a world outside but didn’t know what was out there. In the vault people helped each other, there was plenty of food and water, you had friends. You have none of this outside… unfortuneitly Angel did not know this.
“Happy Birthday Angel!” everybody said
Angel smiled as she went to her 16 birthday party. All her friends were there, her dad, and some other people from the vault. People talked to her, hugged her, and she laughed at the boys at her party. Angel was beautiful, she had long, wavy blonde hair C cup tits, long slender frame and a smile that makes all guys go hard. She has never had sex yet but she does masturbate regularly, she loves the image of a guy or girl touching her breasts and pussy. She also knew exactly how to manipulate boys in to doing almost anything. She was thinking of the time with John in the bathroom with the other boy when she got snapped back to reality from her best friend Amy.
“What are you thinking about?”
“nothing come on”
She made her way to her dad to thank him for her birthday and she went around collecting gifts and cards and stuff like that barely listening.
“Hey Amy why haven’t you given me a present yet?”
“Oh i will just wait till tonight come over to my place at 8”
Angel thought it was weird but didn’t question it as she went back to her party. She ate her cake and went home to shower. At 7″30 she left to go to Amy’s house.
“Bye dad im going to Amy’s”
“don’t do anything bad”
Angel loved to wear cut shorts. It showed off her ass amazingly and she loved to have guys(even girls) stare at it as she walked by. She also wore a very low cut shirt that exposes maybe a little too much cleavage but she didn’t care she just like to taunt all the boys knowing she can have anyone she wants.Angel walked her way down to the main part of the vault when she was intercepted by 3 guys she knew very well. Tom, Adam, and Fred. Angel cursed to herself as her three stalkers stopped her.
“well well well what kind of meat have we got here?” Adam asked
“MMM damn you look tasty, you better watch yourself down here little girl don’t want anything bad to happen now do we?” Tom asked as he stared at her.
“Fuck off guys” Angel said
“Hey you cant dress like that and not expect to get raped. Its your fault if it happens.”
“what do you want?” Angel asked scared
“hmmm lets see… oh i know why don’t you use your big mouth for something useful for once?”
Angel tried to back away but Tom grabbed her by the arm and pushed her to her knees.Before Angel could do anything or say anything there were three erect penis’ in front of her.
“Is this your first bj Angel?” Adam asked
“Yes please dont do this”
they laughed as the grabbed her mouth and made her open and soon as she did about a centimeter Fred shoved his 7 in cock right into her awaiting mouth. she gagged quite a bit and she started crying witch only made them hornier. Adam gripped her arm and made her jerk him off and Tom did the same. After about a minute Adam ripped Angels face from Freds dick and face fucked her hard. Tom ripped her shirt and bra off and her 36 C cup breasts came shooting out and Tom punished them. HE took both tits and squashed, smashed, pinched whatever to them and Angel was desprite to get away. The only thing was she was hotter than she had ever felt before.
“What the hell is wrong with me?” Angel thought as Tom took his turn with her pretty little mouth.
“oh Fuck im gonna cum” Fred said
“me too open wide you little whore.” Adam replied
Angel looked to see you dicks shooting white liquid right into her face and soon her face mouth hair and tits were covered in two boys cum and then tom came all in to her mouth witch Angel swallowed without being told.The boys left laughing the cum covered girl they left lying crying on the ground. And as soon as they left Angel took off her pants and started to masturbate.She rubbed her pussy hard and fast while playing with her tits and she loved the feeling, she masturbated to the thought of her being raped by those three boys again and she wished they were back to fuck her brains out. And she had the biggest orgasm of her life so far. She put on her thong and pants and when she looked for her bra and top she realized that they took them so she went to Amys house covered in cum and topless.
When she got to her door she knocked on it and could hear amy saying how she was late and when she got to the door she look horrified. She took Angel inside and gave her a shower to use to wash all the cum off. When she got out of the shower Amy had on a robe and asked her what happened but Angel played dumb and eventually Amy gave up.
“Oh well be stubborn, here is your present,” Amy said as she took off her robe exposing her very sexy languire. And Angel knew that it was going to be a good birthday after all.

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Neighbours daughter: Dirty seecret

It happened when i was 16 years old one summers day .
School was over and vacation was starting.
I live at the end of the block cottage style house where our neighbours is on the other side
of the wall.
Next door lives my friend Eve she is my age blond hair and smashing body.
As for me i’m just like her just i have dar hair.
Few days ago i noticed one interesting thing … phone rang ant Eves place and after few minutes she
is off somewhere. last day the same . So i decided to track her coz she wont tell me what she’s up to.
So as she left i went after her . After two miles is a privat lake so she went straight to him.
She went straight to the pirvat part of the lake.Olmost all line of territory was bowery so i had to
climb through hedge and hided that she wont see me but i can see her.
She stood near pole of her height, on the ground was laid big rug , so she striped and puted on her eyes
blindfold and lied down.
Few minutes has passed and i heard a beep. She just bended her legs and spread them apart after she
done that camed man about 45/50 years old with a huge cock i didnt saw that big cock in my life .
He kneels between her legs and started to lick her pussy. Hers hips was moveing up and down his mouth.
Then he took her legs and placed them on his shoulders and slowly stuffed his monster in her tight pussy
Few times he slowly stuffed his half dick in her and with one powerfull thrust he shoved his all cock deep
inside her. She just gasped and moaned at the same time
I was watching in amazement how that tight cunt can handle sutch huge cock.At this time he was fucking her like crazy
fast and deep it seemed that she was going nuts from that feeling.
My pussy was hot and wet from the sight.
Slowly i started to rub myself i needed that cock inside me too.
And that moment must be some one grabed me from behind and placed his arm on my mouth and pressed to himself
I heard whisper in my ear
– shhh dont screem and dont move
and he placed peace ducttape on my mouth and whispered again
– do you like what you see
i noded my head watching how my friend was been fucked
– you know we catched her in the same place where you are now, she too was watching
By now his hands was under my shirt and on my boobs he started to squeeze them and pintch my niples
that even more turned me on i started to moan a little and he continued to talk in to my ear
– after few hours of training she now is one of ours submissive girl, she comes for hers daily
pleasure time, everytime she recives a call she cames here and gets fucked
with these words one his hand went down to my wet dripping pussy
– ohh i see your r wet, so do you ant to be just like your friend
i just noded my head few times
– good girl i think you gonna be perfect student. oh look your friend is about to cum
she just moaned loud and as a man increase his tempo and shoot his load inside her
He withdraw his cock from hers well streched pussy still shooting his cum on her stood up and left
Eve was lieing there catching her breath legs spread and from pussy running cum .
That sound again and she stood up took of blindfold and went to lake to clean herself then dressed and went home
Man that was holding me put blindfold on my eyes and took me to the cabin near the lake
As he entered he said
– we have another sudent
they palced me on the gynaecologist chair and tied my hands and legs with leather belts
Some one said
– usual stuff
= no strong one
and something was applyed on my wet pussy.Stuff was cold but after minit or so i started to feel strong urge for
cock it looked like my pussy will explode wit out it
– well doll your training is starting everytime you will come here you will feel same burn in your pussy for cock
I didnt wanted to listen to him i just needed to have cock in me NOW
They turned on something sound was unknown to me .I felt how they put some tube on my nipples and they started to suck
them it was awesome ifigured thet it is boobs pump . but when they started to suck stronger i felt how man camet to my pussy and
took my clitor and puted on him same tube.Cuction was so strong that my clit was sucked in so fast and it seamed
that it made him bigger. i moaned it was wonderfull
man said
– go on guys now its your turn
So they began my pussy pounding that i was cuming like never in my life one by oune they was fucking me
i was moaning and plesure was incredible i lost count how many times they had fucked me that day but sure alot of cum
left in me .
After they was done, and i had another orgasm they took of all instruments from me and untieed me
man took me to the lake and said afer beep you know what to do and left.
I couldn’t stand so i sat on the rug.Afer sound camed i took of ducttape and blindfold.
I was siting on the groung with my legs spread ,Looked at my nipples they was huge and very sensitive,olso looked down my pussy was wide
open and cum running from her my clit was implausible big as i rubed i camed again .
Afer some time i stood up and went in to the water washed myself and went back where my close was .
On them was box with pils and a note : use them before and after sex if you dont want to get pregnat. i took them and used one .
As i dressed on the ploe was note and pencil.In the note was saying :
if you want to be as your friend Eve and have fuck every day leave your phone number here
With out any hesitation i wroted it down and left.
Home i was lieing in the bed and was thinking bout things that happened to me
Phone rang and sms camed .
The message was from unknown user and was saying
Congratulation you have passed the training wait for other instructions
From that day my life has changed forever.
To be continued…..

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All for the Pleasure of a Water Jet….

I’ve been masturbating since I was very young. I discovered it in the bathtub playing with a tub toy. Since then, masturbation has become a daily thing. I was a curious little girl and one day I found a book hidden in a drawer in my Dad’s tool box. I started reading it and realized it was all about dirty, nasty sex. I ended up sneaking it into my room. As I read through it, I found myself getting that feeling in my little vagina. I was getting so aroused by the stories in this paperback.
The result: A dirty, nasty Daddy’s girl who has a very sick, erotic mind……….
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I am on vacation with my parents. My mom is a heavy drinker and she and my Dad fight all the time. We are staying at this fancy hotel that has an indoor heated pool. Our hotel room is so big I have my own separate room from my parents.
One night I wanted to go play in the pool. My mom had been drinking so I knew I could get her to say yes. My Dad had gone out for a while. I’m not sure where he went and of course Mom couldn’t remember. She and I weren’t very close. I was “Daddy’s Girl” to the fullest. He could do no wrong in my eyes. I often hoped he would divorce her and find someone that treated him well. I hated her at times. Dad deserved so much better.
I convinced Mom to let me go down to the pool. This meant “alone” time for her so she was more than willing to get rid of me so off I went. There was no one else down there and I was so excited. I was wearing my favorite yellow bikini and had my hair in pig tails. The water was nice and warm and it was so peaceful.
I love playing in the pool because of the “water jets.” I recently discovered how great they make me feel when I position my little pussy in front of them. I looked around to make sure no one else was lurking. I found a water jet in the dark side of the pool and pulled myself up so that the stream of water was penetrating my clit perfectly. My nipples were rock hard and rubbing up against the inside of the pool (through my bikini top.)
Hmmmm, I love having my nipples manipulated in some way. This hurt a bit but at the same time felt so hot.
My cunt was grinding all around the water jet. I was in ecstasy! I was getting that tingling sensation in my pussy and I was getting soooo wet. My hands were clutching the edge of the pool — my grip got tighter and tighter as the water hit my tiny clit. I was so hungry for it. My head was tilted back and my eyes were closed. I knew I was going to cum soon but wanted to prolong it. My pussy was thrusting uncontrollably all around the jet – up and down, back and forth, side to side… oh God… it was the best feeling ever!! I knew I was going to cum hard. I arched my back and clenched my teeth as I felt the rush. I wanted to scream soo loud! I shook my head from side to side and let out tiny squeals and whimpers. My eyes were still closed and I could see stars as I came furiously!
My hands were still clenched tight on the deck. As I was coming down from my high I felt someone step on my hands. I look up and there was a man looking down at me. He had his penis out stroking it up and down.
He smiled at me and said, “I really enjoyed your performance, what else can you do?”
I didn’t know what to say, I was scared. He stepped back, reached down and pulled me out of the pool by my arms.
“Hmmm, I guess tonight was my lucky night coming down here to the pool. I never expected to find such a horny little slut.”
“Please, mister, I just want to go back to my room, “I pleaded.
He put his hand over my mouth and showed me that he had a knife. He whispered in my ear that it would be a shame to cut my pretty little face.
He laid me on a lawn chair on my back with my head hanging over the edge. He rubbed his hard dick all over my face. He then slapped my face with it. He took his hands and spread my mouth open.
“I’m going to fuck your sweet little mouth, little girl.”
He stuck his dick in my mouth and slowly shoved it down my throat. Of course I choked and drooled and he laughed. He grabbed each pig tail and thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. I choked so much I started to cry. Tears were streaming down my face so he took his dick out of my mouth and kneeled down and licked the tears off my face. He pried my mouth open again, spit in my mouth, and shoved his cock in again. I felt like he was going to tear my mouth open. His cock was so thick and long. While he was fucking my throat, he tore off my bikini top and started to play with my nipples.
“I just love your little titties!” He pinched and pulled on them hard.
The stranger finally took his cock out of my mouth and asked me, “Are you a virgin?”
I nodded my head, “yes.”
He pulled me up and laid me on the ground on my back. He pulled off my bikini bottoms and stuffed them in my mouth. He took my hands and tied them above my head with my bikini top.
He whispered in my ear, “Now I’m going to take your virginity, you little whore. You’re going to want to scream, but can’t. I’m going to hurt you but you are going to like it.”
I was so petrified that I was shaking so bad.
“Keep your eyes open, slut; I want to see your eyes as I fuck you.”
I was still crying and shaking. I was scared to death. I wanted my Daddy. He would protect me. I wanted to yell out for him but couldn’t. Where is my Daddy?? He is supposed to save me.
He got on top of me. He rubbed the head of his cock against my opening and against my clit.
The tingling feeling was coming back and I tried to fight it. I knew feeling the tingling meant I liked it. I couldn’t possibly like what this man was going to do to me!
“Hmmm… you are nice and wet, I think you enjoyed the face fucking I gave you.”
I could feel his dick starting to enter my pussy. It was so big –about 8” long and quite thick. He then moved it in further.
Oh god, it hurt so much.
He then reached down and grabbed my pig tails and rammed his dick in my cunt sooo hard! I tried to scream but no one could hear me through my bikini bottoms. Tears were flowing down my cheeks from the pain. He laughed again and licked my tears from my face. He put his hands around my throat and fucked me hard. Like my mouth, I thought he was going to rip my cunt wide open. I was still screaming through my bikini bottoms, and it seemed each time I screamed he rammed my pussy even harder.
“I never thought I’d get to fuck a little girl, you’ve made me very happy and to reward you, I’m going to cum all over your pretty face.”
I could feel his dick throbbing inside of me. He kept looking down at me with a sick smile on his face. He was enjoying my pain and enjoying seeing me scared.
“Oh yes, little girl, I’m going to cum!”
He pulled his throbbing cock out of my pussy and came all over my face. His load was huge; it covered me from my hair to my neck.
“Thank you, whore, have a good night.”
He then left me there all alone and still tied up with cum all over my face.
I must have dozed off because the next thing I hear is, “Hello, Elizabeth Ann.” I look up and see another man looking down at me, with his dick out, stroking it.
“Daddy?!?!”

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Calving Signs – part 3

“You’re having a tea party?” Terri said, sitting at the kitchen table. She itched awkwardly at an exposed leg. Her grey sweats had been nearly destroyed by the work. At her Mom’s suggestion, she was trying out a baggy pair of shorts. After a week it felt a little strange to show any skin, but it did help with the low-level heat that filled the house.
“Book club,” Anne said. She was making canapés. And she had another one of her titillating dresses on, a green one with a white sash. It had a v-neck that plunged to the center of her chest. Two breasts poked out on either side. Terri had hesitated to ask, but they WERE bigger, weren’t they?
“Then what’s the book?”
“We didn’t actually get around to picking one,” Anne admitted. “But that’s why we’re meeting. To pick a book for next week.”
Terri rolled her eyes.
“Your eyes are going to stick like that if you’re not careful,” Anne said.
She rolled a piece of bacon around a fig. Terri nearly drooled. Why was she so hungry, all the time? Did it have anything to do with her newly irrepressible sex drive?
“Good! Then I’ll go around freaking people out with my all-white eyes. It’ll be great,” Terri said. “Who are these women?”
“Oh, you know. Ladies from the neighborhood. Mrs. Pritcher. Mrs. Scoaler. Mrs. Taylor…”
It was a nearly complete list of the prudish, busy-body women that staffed the Calving PTA and spent most of their time disapproving of things.
Terri opened her mouth to say as much, and Anne stuffed a fig in it. It was delicious. Her train of thought plunged off the rails.
“Go take a shower,” Anne directed. “I’ll give you one of my dresses to wear. You, dear daughter, will be serving the tea.”
Terri tried to fight back.
But the fig was stuffed with ricotta. And all she could do was nod.
* * *
Terri closed the bathroom door and examined herself in the mirror.
“Oh geez,” she murmured, to herself.
She was busting out in curves all over. That damn ice cream!
Already her rail-thin body was a memory. No longer could she see three bony ribs floating just underneath her boobs. Now her body was increasingly sleek and well-fed, almost glossy, rippling with a new bounty of curves.
What hadn’t gone to her hips had gone to her boobs. They had inflated like party balloons over the past week, swelling from mere bumps to the honest-to-goodness breasts she had had before college. Her hips were embarrassingly wide, back to the child-bearing country curves she had been so mortified by.
Not that she looked BAD…
“No more ice cream,” she told herself. That had to be it. That stuff was 90% fat. Whatever Reverend Flynn put in it, it was overencouraging the part of her genetic makeup that wanted to be described as “buxom.”
She eased her growing form into the shower. For the first five minutes she dully scrubbed herself.
“Okay, Terri, be honest with yourself,” she said, watching the hot water dribble down a small expanse of honest-to-goodness cleavage.
She was starting to get turned on… by pretty much anything. It wasn’t just at the end of the day, anymore. All morning Terri had caught herself day-dreaming about boys… sex… slutty little outfits she remembered from college…
A few minutes of the torrent of steaming water, and she started feeling red hot. Already her re-inflated nipples were perking up.
Terri eased a finger down to her snatch. She was starting to seriously considering shaving. Considering how much time she was spending down there, her pubic hair was just an irritation.
“No!” her mind told her, dragging her libido to the back of her head. Not now! Tonight. The tea party women would be there any minute!
Terri flipped the dial to ‘freezing’ and waited for the wet tingles to fall away.
It took a very long time.
* * *
“Oh, thank you, dear,” Mrs. Taylor said. She was in her mid-40s, with carefully crafted Mom hair that hadn’t been restyled since 1986. Terri refilled her mug to the brim. She made a face when the older woman couldn’t see.
The whole experience was mortifying. Serving tea. Acting like a… waitress… while the ‘ladies’ gabbed at each other. They all wore tasteful and boring dark-colored dresses, and had their legs crossed.
But what was most embarrassing of all was that she was wearing her Mom’s dress, and that it didn’t fit well. Too loose in the chest. Pinched horribly at the waist. Her two knobby knees stuck out of the bottom.
She had fought back against the heels. Anne had just shrugged and agreed.
Now she felt dumpy and short without them.
“How about The Road?” Anne suggested. “Cormac McCarthy. Oprah recommended it.”
“Oprah recommends lots of things,” Mrs. Pritchard said. She was a woman just starting to sag into old-lady. “It’s all depressing, I hear. End of the world, right?”
Anne looked cheerful. She wore a pattern skirt with a cinched black belt. The flower-covered tanktop was supposed to look demure.
“How about the Time Traveler’s Wife?” Anne tried. “Very romantic.”
“I don’t know. Time travel?” Mrs. Collie said. “It seems very risqué.”
Suddenly Reverend Flynn was there, in his black outfit. He moved quietly, and when he arrived, it was like he carried the church around with him.
All the ladies were very happy to see him.
“Reverend Flynn!” Mrs. Pritchard cooed. “Maybe you could help us pick a book. We’ve been agonizing over it.”
Flynn smiled. At all of them. His gaze lingered on Anne. “I hope you ladies had a chance to try my latest ice cream. With the pralines? You’d be surprised how hard it is to work with nuts.”
“Oh, I don’t think that’s true,” Mrs. Collie said, then looked around, suddenly mortified. Everyone else was still looking at Reverend Flynn.
He bit his lip. “I suppose the Bible would be a little clichéd,” he conceded. “How about the Invisible Man? Ellison? Lovely, thought-provoking book. I kept a copy with me in Korea.”
Terri nearly dropped the tea kettle. Flynn’s eyes glanced over at her. Then they noticed the poorly-fitted dress, and took a quick survey of the dark-blonde girl. Terri blushed.
There was a very awkward silence. There was no way Flynn could know that at least half the attendees had tried to remove the book from AP English. Right?
“Yeesssssss,” Mrs. Pritchard said, carefully. “I think we can do that. A change of pace. And I know we all have copies.”
Flynn beamed. “You can borrow mine if you’re missing out. I’ll see you ladies some other time.”
They all watched him go. Eyes, Terri noticed, locked on his rear end.
Mrs. Taylor snapped her fingers. “Oh! Anne. Dear. I quite forgot. You know I live next door to the Parrish family? Mr. Parrish has been having such a rough time with his son ever since Linda passed away. I heard that your daughter was back in town, and I thought she could get him out of the house.”
Terri had missed most of that, watching Flynn leap up the stairs. Had he really been… checking her out?
Anne considered this. “I think I could spare her, for a night,” she conceded. “It’ll be good to get her out, too.”
Wait, what?
They were setting her up on a… date? While she was right here? Had she just stumbled into a 19th century novel? Terri spun around.
Eight eyes looked at her. Terri opened her mouth, and shut it again, as they looked over her body and checked it for suitability. She clutched the tea kettle to her chest, and nearly burned her boobs.
“I’ll tell him Friday at 8? It’ll be a huge help. The man needs some time to himself,” Mrs. Taylor said.
“And you’ll help him have some time to himself?” Mrs. Collie said. Her eyes went wide. She snapped her fingers to her mouth. But the others just giggled. Including her own Mother.
And Mrs. Taylor.
“Terri?” Anne said, and Terri got ready to turn her down. A blind date, set up by a.. coven of meddling old women? No!
“Can you refill the tea pot, please?”
* * *
The fight hadn’t gone like Terri had expected.
She had told her Mom, flat-out, that there was no way in Hell, Heaven, and Earth that she was going on a date with some boy she didn’t know and didn’t want to know. Terri had let herself start slow, with a list of reasons why female slavery was illegal, then built up to a hissing denunciation of chores, dishes, and in general being treated like the maid.
Usually Anne gave as good as she got, until both girls were red-faced, shrieking, and panting for breath. Then Terri would run upstairs, slam the door five or six times, and sulk.
Instead, Anne had just sat at the kitchen table, radiant behind her sharp-rimmed reading glasses, and calmly tapped the surface with a pen.
All she had said was “But you look so much better, Terri.”
Terri had deflated like a popped bag of air. Even the run downstairs had felt forced and unnecessary. She hadn’t even bothered to slam the door.
Instead, she ran right to the bathroom mirror.
She DID look better. Her figure had swelled in all the right places, accentuating hips and thighs Terri hadn’t known she had. Not to mention a steadily increasing bustline, even now outlining her old High School t-shirt. But more importantly, her face was bright and healthy, and her hair had grown lustrous and bouncy once again.
Anne knocked on the door. “We’re going shopping,” she said. “Into town.”
Terri took a deep breath for the next salvo.
Instead, unbidden and unasked for, an image of a bright red dress faded through her head. It was strapless, and cut low enough to show off her new assets. She shook her head to clear it out. That just changed the color to green and cut three inches off the hemline.
“Alright,” she said, meekly. and turned back to the mirror.
For a trip to town, a t-shirt and jeans just wasn’t going to do it.
Terri licked her lips and felt them tingle.
* * *
On Monday, Colleen slammed the front door shut when she arrived home.
Neal was in the living room, sitting cross-legged and playing some video game.
“Hey,” he said, eyes locked on the screen. “Welcome home. How was your day?”
“Terrible. Very bad. We’re getting regulatory pushback from the State, and the entire factory needs… can you look at me when I’m talking?”
The petite girl wore dun-colored slacks and a sheath-like white blouse. “Did you do anything today? Besides video games?”
“Dinner’s ready,” Neal said, meekly.
He waved at the table. A chunk of white chicken and boil-in-bag rice. “I made some phone calls, but nobody needs a web designer in this town,” her husband said.
Dinner was rubbery. Afterwards, Colleen stripped off her work clothes and slid into a grey pair of pants and a tanktop.
“Dishes first,” Neal reminded her, as she picked up the remote.
“Dishes.. you’ve been home all day! I’ve been out there…”
Colleen took a deep breath.
That pastor had recommended it, Reverend something or another.
“Dishes first,” she allowed. That HAD been the deal.
Behind her, while she was up to her elbows in pans, the sounds of video games tinkled.
Colleen was ready to turn around and spit fire when the music stopped, she heard feet padding over….
And then Neal’s warm, strong hands were caressing her backside.
Colleen nearly bit her tongue.
“Thanks for all your hard work, honey,” he said, and then returned to the game.
The manager just stood there.
What had just happened?
Something about her husband’s grip had sent sparks shimmering through her rear end. Her whole body tingled with droplets of pleasure. She could still feel the heat of him, fading away.
Her snatch suddenly glowed cherry red.
* * *
On Tuesday, she did the dishes without a single word. Neal seemed pleasantly surprised.
That strange pleasure had been in the back of her mind all day long.
Twice she had lost her train of thought during a meeting. The first time, she had caught her staff—all men—watching one of the pneumatic secretaries walking out of the room. The girl had impractical heels on, and a skirt that rode up with each swaying step. Just watching the shimmering rear had caused her to simply… trail off.
The second time, she had shifted in her chair, and felt an echo of that odd, fun feeling when she put pressure on her ass.
Colleen realized, with sharp surprise, that she had been looking forward to doing the dishes all day long.
When Neal sat back on the floor she craned her head back and watched him from over the sink.
“Hey, Neal?” She called over, softly. He paused.
“Yeah?”
“Thanks for everything,” she cooed.
Neal smiled and got up. Colleen stuck her butt out in eager anticipation. And—yes!—when he approached, he put those same sexy hands back on her sensitive ass.
This time they stroked up and down. Blasts of sexy fun shot through her mind. Rippling through her head, getting her hot. What was going on? Her butt had never been a big deal. But now all she could think about was getting it touched… fondled… showing it off…
Colleen moaned in the back of her throat. “Don’t stop that,” she pleaded.
“Stop what?”
“Your… butt massage. It’s… relaxing.”
“Is it?” Neal sounded surprised. But it kept those heavy hands locked on her rear end. This time they softly climbed up and down. Colleen closed her eyes.
“Yeah… I mean.. I’m under a lot of stress,” she said. God, the feelings were starting to climb up her pussy. How long had it been for them? Three weeks? Longer?
“Always happy to massage your rear end,” Neal said.
“It makes dishes a lot more fun,” Colleen said, and sighed, happily.
* * *
On Wednesday, Colleen crept off during lunch and bought a brand new skirt. It was floral yellow, and tight, with a feminine little zipper up the side. And a new bra, since the existing one was getting tight.
This time, when her colleagues watched the bouncing asses of the new secretaries, she just smiled. It was hard to blame them, after all. The girls had round, padded rear ends, pertly displayed in tight jeans or tiny skirts. Any man would admire them. And would want to come up behind, put their hands around, and rub a hard, insistent cock up against the back entrance.
It was only natural.
Colleen felt like an old woman in her usual black pants. All she could think about was the slippery new thing in her bag. She had spent over twenty minutes just looking at herself in the mirror.
This time her husband met her at the door. She gave him a burning, needy kiss and immediately disappeared into the bathroom.
“Dinner’s getting cold,” he called out, sometime later.
Colleen emerged.
She felt hot, coursing with jets of heat, barely constrained underneath a good-to-go skirt and a rippling white blouse. Neal blinked, uncertain.
“I, ah, cooked ribs,” he said.
During dinner Colleen just sat and tried to listen to her man. What he had done. How the futile job hunt was going. Anything on his mind. Underneath the table her left hand circled on the outside of a wet pair of panties.
Just sitting down was starting to get her hot, putting pressure on the warm button that had climbed into her underwear.
“Is everything okay?” Neal said, finally.
“Oh, yeah!” she said, bobbing her head. Her fingers were starting to dance, now.
“What do you want to do after dinner?” he said. “I was thinking I could maybe light some candles… or…”
“Dishes,” Colleen said, firmly. “I want to do dishes.”
Her knees felt weak even before she stood in front of the sink. Neal waited behind her, scratching his head.
“Are you sure you want to do dishes in that skirt?” he asked. “It’s brand new, right?”
“Don’t you like it?” Colleen said. Her voice dripped sweet sugar. She stuck her rear out, towards him. It outlined every crease and curve in the fabric.
“Well, yeah,” Neal said. “I thought maybe later..”
“Do you want to.. touch it?” Colleen said. “You can stroke it and touch it and have… fun with it. If you want.”
Neal shook his head. “Colleen, what…”
“Come on, Neal,” Colleen said. She couldn’t keep the whine out of her voice. She could feel herself dribbling onto her panties. “Isn’t it a nice ass? Don’t you like your wifie’s tender little butt?”
“Yeah, but..”
“So come on and touch me!”
Her guy put his warm hand on her rear. This time Colleen moaned, thickly, and leaned forwards against the sink. The new fabric caressed and kneaded her tightly toned butt, and her body shook with the sensation. She tried to work on the dish in her hand, but the way she was trembling, it would probably shatter in half.
“Come on, get the skirt out of the way,” she said, casting a hot look backwards.
Soon it was just a belt of fabric around her waist. Colleen shivered when the open air hit her ass, and again when it climbed inside her wet panties. Neal was breathing fast now, getting into the unabashed groping. His hands started to get rough, running over her soft skin.
There was someone moaning, and Colleen realized it was her.
Soon Colleen’s panties were bunched around her ankles, and she was bent over the sink. Her tits nearly hit the water, and everything smelled like soap. Her husband rubbed with one hand just outside her dripping slit, the other hand still running up and down her butt.
Then it disappeared. Colleen looked back just in time to see her man reappear with one of the kitchen chairs.
“What..?” she said, muzzily. Thinking wasn’t easy. Most of her thoughts concentrated on the needy emptiness just inside of her pussy.
“I need a better angle,” Neal explained.
Then his fingers disappeared up her cunt. They searched, found her clit, and plunged in and out.
Colleen’s feet left the floor. She balanced like a top on the side of the counter, screeching as orgasm after orgasm swept through her brain. When it was all over with she oozed down the side of the sink, ass still glowing cherry red, a dripping pile of sensitive girl parts. Her frontside was all wet and soapy.
When she came to the manager realized she was on her knees, her pussy splayed open for her husband to see, on the kitchen floor. He still sat on his chair, eyeing her with concern.
His cock was easy to reach, so Colleen swallowed it and sucked him dry.
* * *
Colleen didn’t make it to work until Thursday afternoon.
She had gone shopping again. She had blown a month’s pay on tight shorts, hip-high miniskirts, and a new array of stockings.
When Colleen could think clearly—which was increasingly rare—she thought of her bubbling ass like it was its own person. It simmered constantly, now. Too-hot breezes would set her off, and the mere thought of her husband’s experienced hands made her shiver.
Sitting down meant that a euphoric buzz of simmering heat emanated from her happy, healthy rear end. Even the slightest pressure would set her off.
Colleen spent most of the staff meeting shifting from one cheek to the next, dribbling into her chair, while around her the boys compared notes as to which secretary was the hottest. The admiring glances they slipped her didn’t hurt, either.
Afterwards the petite brunette had sashayed around the office, in her new, towering heels, and dropped her pen seven or eight times. For practice.
“What’s wrong with me?” she thought later, behind a locked door. Two fingers pumped out a needy, juicy snatch. She couldn’t sit down without igniting an eventual orgasm. Work was a joke. She spent most of her time thinking about Neal’s oozing cock.
One of the secretaries floated past, just outside. Colleen could tell because of the giggling.
Then she glanced at the clock. 3:30. Colleen bolted upright.
“I’ve got to get home!” she thought, suddenly frantic. She had to cook dinner, vacuum, dust, and… she shivered to think… do the dishes.
But she still took the way out of the office that led her past a long row of slavering men.
* * *
A few hours later, Colleen’s boobs were covered in hot, soapy water, barely suspended over the sink. She had braced herself on the side of the counter, and waited happily for Neal to finally push his glistening cockhead inside of her.
“Faster,” she urged, spreading her legs just a little bit wider. She hadn’t known she could stretch that far. Her rear gleamed in the overhead light, a bubble of fun and happiness.
Dinner had been a success. Neal had loved her pot roast. Then she had sat in his lap and cooed as he ate, feeling his rock-hard erection bump into her butt. He had liked the hot pink dress, too, especially the sheer stockings and the easy-access panties.
Neal finally got his cock between her legs. The first uncertain stroke nearly toppled Colleen into the water. Her husband had to grab her tits from behind to keep her steady.
Her husband. Just the thought sent ripples of fun hurdling through her already-fried brain. Maybe that’s why she had such a tender, inviting ass. To make her husband happy. He deserved it, after all. Some of those video games looked pretty hard.
Not only did her pussy glow with the delicious sensation, but the feel of his rough, hairy body slamming into her sensitive ass…
Colleen came. She shrieked to the world, luxuriating in the heat of her own body. She was just a quivering, shivering ass with a girl attached, trying to make her husband happy. Her heels hung off her spasming feet.
* * *
On Friday Colleen tried to stay on her feet.
She stood by the side of her desk and tapped on her laptop. Work had been piling up while she had been lost in a happy haze. E-mails were becoming increasingly urgent.
Her boss had corralled her in the hallway and demanded a little order. Colleen had just stared at him. Her ass had been pushed up against the wall, and it was all she could do not to grind it into the plaster. She wore a slinky yellow dress, beaded with turquoise, that wrapped around her hips. Plus two sexy stockings. She looked like a lost call girl, wandering around an office building.
Her tits were starting to feel heavy and hot, same as her pulsating rear. She had cupped them in the bathroom, and that warm glow had pricked through her head.
“What’s wrong with me?” she sighed, trying to make sense of the past week. So many orgasms, so much time spent dripping onto changing room carpets.
To type standing up she had to bend over. A man could come in, any man, see her wanton, shaking ass, and…
Colleen had tried google, but “sexy ass hot feels good feels fun orgasms” had not produced anything useful.
Colleen checked her watch. It was 1:36 in the afternoon. How could she have left her husband alone for so long? She ambled to the parking lot, climbed into the car.
The seat beneath her grew wet and sticky.
* * *
“More… more…” Colleen screamed.
That was another nice thing about doggy-style. She didn’t yell in her man’s ear. He had both hands braced against her beautiful, shimmering ass, and that long, thrusting dick was somewhere inside of her. He had come after about two dozen condom-less strokes, and she had squeezed everything into her snatch.
Then she had coaxed out another round.
Colleen wondered, between flashes of pleasure, how she could’ve been so blind. Her body was telling her: stay at home, get fucked, please your man. And what better way then presenting him with a baby boy or girl?
She was stuffed so full, bits of juices kept dripping onto the carpet. Her knees burned with friction burns. Colleen scarcely cared.
On the way home she had called and quit her job. Maybe she could call back and get Jennifer’s. If that’s what Neal wanted.
In her head she wondered just what she could make her husband for dinner.
And how many dishes she could use.

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