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My mother made me a sex slave

MY MOM MADE ME A XXX SLAVE, PT.1
Prologue
I was in such a bad mood. The whole gr. 8 classes were supposed to go on an ‘excursion week’ for 14 days, a really big school trip that I was really looking forward to the whole school year, and when it finally came, guess what happened. I got kicked off. The stupid bitch that kicked me off was the schools headmaster, only because I smashed another girls knee with some kind of rubber pipe.
“Charlene!” ,cried the Headmaster, “you’ve been in trouble for too many times this year, and the only punishment for what you have done is to ban you from the excursion!”
So here I am, on a local bus back to home. The headmaster said she was going to call my mom, as soon she and the classes were in Pining. I was so pissed, I was looking forward to it, and I was kicked off. Now what am I going to do, I was surely going to get grounded for the whole 2 weeks, the time that my class were going to be away.
I tried to forget about it as I unlocked the door to my house. I walked inside and I walked into the kitchen, bringing out a juice-box from the fridge. That was when I heard faint sounds from upstairs. They sounded like moaning and groaning, also some people slapping. Also often cries of “Ohhh yeah”
It was mysterious. Why are there so many sounds that are coming from upstairs? I kicked off my shoes and took off my socks, revealing my sexy little toes, painted black. I tried to follow the sound, and that led me to my mom’s room. I stayed by the room for a while, trying to listen what was happening inside, and when I heard my moms voice going sky-high screaming, of what sounded like pain I opened the door and ran inside. What I saw froze me.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. There were around 14 men, gathered around the bed that my mother was in. 6 of them were gathered around her, fucking in every single place she could manage. One was in her mouth; deep throating her while another was up her ass fucking the shit out of her anal-lube. 2 were in each of her hands, while she was giving another one a feet job. The last one was ripping her pussy apart, and my mother wasn’t fighting at all. She seemed to be enjoying it, moaning and groaning through the cock that was in her mouth. Suddenly one of the men realized me, and so did my mom.
My mom gave a sudden cry as she desperately tried to get up, she let go of the 2 cocks she was holding and tore another one out of her mouth. Her sudden movements made all of the men realize me standing near the door.
My mother managed to stand up as she started, “I can expl-”
“There’s no need to explain you fucking slut! Even though your divorced you shouldn’t do anything like this you piece of shit!” I cried out everything I could think of, my mom looked murderous at that time, “you smelly fuck! You swore you wouldn-”
“Make her join us” my mother suddenly said to the men, “you can pay me more later on”
Then I understood, she was doing this for money, since my dad left I was wondering where she was getting her money from. The men advanced on me, and that was when I ran for it. But they were to fast for me; they caught up fast as they grabbed me, and then dragged me back to my mothers room. They threw me onto the bed, and began ripping my clothes off.
“No” ,I started, “you don’t have to do this, please”
But they didn’t listen. My mother got up and sat on my chest, pinning me to the bed. As my panties were pulled down my mom untied my bra, revealing my 36 C. Cup boobs. She was still sitting on my chest and looking down at me as I was tied up. My hands were tied up and so were my feet. Finally, I was completely helpless, tied up. I couldn’t move or do anything, I could only wiggle my body because my mother was sitting on my chest.
Then she spoke, “you know how hard it is to manage everything when you have absolutely no economical backup? You know how hard it is with your daughter always fucking with you about what you do and always putting pressure on you? Well, I now have an idea; why not make my daughter do everything for me? Why not make her make the money, and why don’t I just sit down and do whatever I want? That’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
I was shocked I wasn’t quite sure what I was going to do.
“I’m going to pleasure myself first”, my mom started again, “I’ll make you clean every single part of me first, with you tongue! Aren’t you hungry darling?”
I didn’t know what to say, I just stared stupidly at her.
“Your hungry aren’t you?” my mother repeated again. I slowly nodded my head, “well, I’ve got a bunch of cum on my feet and toes that you could lick up and eat, first, I’ve got a lot more cum, but my feet could fill you up a bit.”.
She grabbed my short ponytails and took my head up a bit, she then slowly put her toes on my lips. There was cum all over her feet, on her soles, on her toes, on her nails.
“Do as I say and you won’t get hurt” she said. I slowly started shaking my head and whimpering.
“As I expected” my mother exclaimed, “I think you need a little bit of …. Persuasion”
With that she raised her feet off my face and grabbed my pony-tails a bit harder. She then stroked my cheeks with her hands. Then suddenly and unexpectedly, she slapped me.
Quite hard, “You –little –un-grateful –bitch, -do –as –I –say, she said between each of her slaps.
There were tears in my eyes now, her slaps were so hard. She slowly sat back again, making sure herself is comfy on my chest then she put her right feet to my lips again.
“Open up” she said, and I knew I had no choice.
I slowly opened my mouth as my mom slowly put her cum covered toes inside my mouth and onto my tongue.
“I don’t even want to move my feet”, my mom exclaimed, “so you have to clean whatever I put in your mouth, so start licking the toes I put in your mouth first”
She looked in satisfaction as I started to lick her big toe, slowly swallowing the cum that I was getting off of it.
“That’s a good girl, mmmm” my mom exclaimed as I started on her second and third toe at the same time.
I licked and licked each one of her toes and she moved her feet up, forcing her sole onto my wide open mouth. With that I started licking her soles, making sure both of them are clean. After a while I finished licking every single part of her feet.
“Pretty good for a beginner”, my mom said, “now let’s let you really pleasure me”.
The men that were in the room were right now all looking with quite satisfaction and now they were all very, very aroused. My mother got off of my chest and went forward to the edge of the bed and lying down into a birthing position. Then she started talking to the men, commanding them.
“I want to have her oral cavity”, she exclaimed, “but you could have her ass and sex”
Immediately the men understood what she meant, and they started dragging me off the bed. I was so scared on what they were going to do. But as they put me into a kneeling position with my face just inches away from my mothers pussy and ass, I understood. Everything seemed to piece together.
My mom announced that she had a lot of cum everywhere on her body. But that included IN her body. She also exclaimed that the men could have my ass and pussy while she had my oral cavity… my mouth would be servicing her while the men could pleasure themselves in my asshole and pussy. I started moaning and whirling around, but that wasn’t of much use.
The men made me kneel down and started prying my ass cheeks apart. My mother also got into a more comfy birthing position, pulling 2 pillows behind her as she got ready for me to drink the cum cocktail from her asshole and sex.
“Now let the pleasure begin”, my mother announced.
I suddenly felt my face being forced downwards causing It to mash against my mothers pussy. My mouth was slightly open causing it to spread out against my moms’ asshole. As I felt a mans cock forced into my virgin sex, I tried to take a deep breath from my mouth… but only to receive mouthfuls of cocktail from my mothers ass.
The new sensation made her groan, “Ohhh, yyess”, she cried out, “lick mommy’s asshole, service your mommy, oohhh yyyesss”
I knew I had no choice; I forced myself to begin sucking. Cum began leaking out of my mom’s asshole, into my mouth, while I forced myself to swallow every-drop of it. I slowly started probing her ass with my tongue as 2 other men began pleasuring themselves on my ass and pussy. There were light slapping sounds as the men began pumping faster and faster, and slurping sounds as I started licking my mother’s pussy.
I started tasting my mom and sucking the cum out of her sex when she erupted suddenly, and unexpectedly, sending torrents of cum mixed with her own pussy juice streaming into my mouth. She reached down and pressed my face harder against her pussy.
“Ohhhhh, yyeesss, you made mommy cuumm you baadd girl!!”
At the same time the 2 men behind me blew, shooting their seed deep into my pussy and ass. They withdrew and 2 more men replaced them. My mother gave a sigh of satisfaction and got herself into an even more comfy position and adjusted my head. My brain let out a signal, letting me know that this was the beginning of my new life.
Chapter 1
It has been a week. This whole week I have been being forced to do live online ‘shows’. My mother forced me to. After that all the men has fucked me a few times, last week, my mother pleasured herself some more and took my to a room in the basement, dragged was more accurate. There was a computer and a webcam. There was a small washroom and shower on the side and my mother commanded me to clean myself up, because with all the cum over my feet, pussy, ass, boobs, I would not look good for her ‘clients’. She said that before she came back, she wanted me showered and dry.
I thought that this was a good time for me to escape but as she went up the stairs, I heard heavy locks turn in the door of the basement. There were no windows. I sighed and went into the shower.
This was a week later and I just sat there, 8 O’clock in the morning waiting for my mom to come down to the basement to do her daily shows. We would just sit in front of the computer for hours until someone ‘ordered time’ from us for us to do a lesbian sex show. My mom always seemed to be the dominant one.
Suddenly, I heard the locks on the door to the basement turn and my mother walked in. She was a woman in her mid 30’s, and she was divorced. She had very large 36 D. cup breasts and years in athletic courses in the years before gave her a very firm and taught form. She went over to the computer and booted it up. I sat there waiting, a repeat of what has happened the past week. I was showered, I made sure, or a ‘punishment’ will be given out from my mom for not being prepared.
It took a while for the computer to boot, and then she went to the porn networks to sign in to her website. She logged in and waited. Almost instantly half a dozen people joined the chat-room. My mom began to go through her usual process. The webcam was placed at an angle so the queen-sized bed could be seen clearly from the computer. The computer was placed on a small table near the stool. She sat back with me kneeling beside her and she started to advertise. She usually made lots of money from this, because she received so many clients. Plus, it was 50 bucks for 30minutes. So it was good business. She opened the webcam link and started typing.
‘Any of you men want to see real lesbian action and real soon’? , she typed, and she got a lot of replies, instantly as the men began to chat back.
‘Show me something and I’ll take you into private’, said a guy nicknamed cute_fuck_y_fuck_y
‘Ohhh yeah’ said another guy
Suddenly a guy asked another question, ‘that young gal beside you the girl you going to do lesbian with?’
My mom gave him a satisfying answer, ‘Even though she’s my daughter I’ll do anything you request to her’
‘Well do something first and I’ll order some time’ he exclaimed through the chat.
My mom pried down her bra.
‘Oookk, wait up, I’m ordering now’ said the guy through the chat. A pop up came up saying the ‘pervert’ has ordered 40 minutes, and that he paid the 65 bucks through his credit card in advance. Almost instantly my mother opened up a private link through her webcam to ‘pervert’s’ computer. As our images showed up on the clients computer, my mom started typing.
MOM SAYS: ‘What do you want me to do?’
PERVERT SAYS: ‘Well, you promised les action with your daughter. That’s what I want.’
MOM SAYS: ‘Well what you want me to do first to her?’
She grabbed my hair and my whimpers went through the sound system to perverts computer.
PERVERT SAYS: ‘Well, I’m into feet, so… anything there you can do?’
My mom raised her feet to the cam so ‘pervert’ could have a good look of her sexy toes.
MOM SAYS: Forced feet worship or Willing feet worship?
PERVERT SAYS: Forced, I want to see that little girl there begging for mercy.
MOM SAYS: ENJOY!
Without another word my mother grabbed my hair and pushed my head towards her feet. Without another word she pried open my mouth and stuck her big toe into my mouth. She put her second toe into my oral cavity and started to twirl my tongue between her toes, then trapping them between her feet then slowly moving her feet back and forth to make a brush out of my tongue, forcing me to clean the toe-jam from between her grimy, sexy feet. She adjusted the web cam so ‘pervert’ could get a better view.
PERVERT SAYS: oohh yeah, I like that. Put your other feet’s toes into that mouth to. Play with her tongue with 4 digits.
My mom obeyed. It was part of her job to pleasure the customer. She took her other 2 toes from her left feet and stuck them into my mouth, making me clean those ones to. She turned me around so I was now lying on the bed. She then sat on my chest, on top of me and put her toes on my lips.
“Between” , she exclaimed to me, and I knew what that meant.
I took her red toes and pried open the space between her first toe and second. Then I started licking that space between them, licking eagerly, forcing myself to go on, and cleaning the sweat from between each of her toes. My mom sat back and put her left feet just below my nose. She made me smell the foul odor from her feet while making me clean her right with my mouth. She made me suffer.
PERVERT SAYS: Why not change another kind of foreplay?
MOM SAYS: What you want?
She pulled her toes out of my mouth leaving a horrible taste.
PERVERT SAYS: ‘Bout spanking.
MOM SAYS: Enjoy!
My mom twisted me around and made me lie on her lap. I felt her right hand go right behind my ass and pull my tights right down revealing my firm little buttocks.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
I cried out in pain as she kept on punishing my backside, slamming her palms into it, making it redder and redder, whimpers escaped my lips as my mother slapped harder and harder, more and more aroused.
PERVERT SAYS: Call her names, tell her how a bad girl she is, and punish her.
My mom grinned and started scolding me calling me all sorts of names as she spanked me, “Beg you ungrateful bitch! Beg me to forgive you, you bad little girl! You like that don’t you! You like being spanked! You like licking mommy’s toes and cleaning her feet! You like worshipping mommy and making her feel good don’t you, you dirty little lesbian whore!” ,she smacked harder and harder making me whimper and squeal like a pig.
PERVERT SAYS: That’s enough. I want to see real lesbian action; I want to see your daughter tasting you and you riding her.
MOM SAYS: You want me to make her taste me and me to ride her?
PERVERT SAYS: Oh yes, I want you to fuck her hard, and I want you to force her to lick you to orgasm, I demand it.
MOM SAYS: Enjoy!
She grabbed me and threw me onto the bed; she laid onto the bedpost, as she unzipped her skirt and threw it off. Her shirt came off as she began playing with her own tits. She then, began to drag me, by the hair to between her legs, which she opened wide for me to service her lightly furred womanhood. As she pried open my mouth and applied it to her sex, she let out moans, scolding me and telling me to do a better job.
“Ohhhh, yyesss, lick your mommy! Make mommy feel good, and service her!” ,she exclaimed, while playing rubbing her own hard tits with her left hand, “Ohhh yeesss, Uhhhghgggg, You like that don’t you, you lesbian bitch!!”
PERVERT SAYS: Ohhh yeah, that’s what I want to see!
It went on for 2 minutes before-
“Uuhhhhhhgggggggg!!!!” ,my mother started screaming at the top of her lungs as her orgasm took her, “Oohhhhh, lick my clit!!!! Put your little tongue in my pussy!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Yes! Yes! Yes! Uhhgg!
During this she grabbed my hair, with both hands and mashed my whole face into her pussy, making me drink all of her women juice, using my face like a towel, my mouth on her pussy, which was like a hose, leaking out torrents of slightly yellow liquid. After a dozen seconds my mother calmed down and started typing again.
MOM SAYS: You said you wanted me to ride her with toys?
PERVERT SAYS: Oh, yes, ride her hard, make her beg you in mercy.
MOM SAYS: Your times running out, this’ll be the last thing I’m going to do for you.
PERVERT SAYS: Well, that’s unfortunate, but let’s gets you two like bunny rabbits, shall we? Before the time runs out.
MOM SAYS: Enjoy A LOT!
My mother went over to the webcam and adjusted the cam to the side of the bed, so that ‘pervert’ could have a good side-view of the bed, what she was going to do to me would be hard to view from the side.
She went over to the drawer near the right side of the bed, and opened it; it was full of sex toys as she took out 2 strap-ons, a 7” black dildo, and a bottle of lubricant.
She went over to me and commanded me, “Lie down on your back, while I prepare you”
I did what I was told; any resistant would be punished. My mother opened the bottle of lubricant, but had better thoughts. She placed her lubricant on the side as she pried open my legs, revealing my young pussy and ass-hole, my clit puffing out proudly, light beads of moisture could be seen in the pink slit that was my vagina. My mother looked at my ass and sex and started getting aroused, she then started slowly sucking on her fingers, getting it all wet with her own saliva. She took the finger out of her mouth, now all sticky and slimy with her own spit, and started to rub her fingers up and down my pussy.
I moaned out in this as I instinctively tried to close my legs, but my mother pried it open again, and with another sticky finger, started to fondle my asshole. After a while of this she started scolding me again.
“You like that don’t you Charlene, you like mommy sticking her fingers into your asshole and sex, you want her so bad don’t you?”, she exclaimed, “You want mommy’s cock in you don’t you, you want mommy fucking you don’t you?”
PERVERT SAYS: Fuck her now! I want to see her getting fucked HARD!
My mother didn’t type back; she was too aroused from touching the soft bud of mine, and finger-fucking my ass. She saw the messages and took the time to strap on her first dildo, then, unexpectedly, her second. She took the bottle of lubricant from the side and began spreading large amounts all over my pussy and anal-hole. She then placed the heads of the two dildos in the entrance of the 2 holes between my legs. She took a deep breath before double-penetrating me with the force of a bull.
She went all the way, shoving the dildos deep inside me, as she gave a sigh of satisfaction, she started to pump. In, out, In, out the dildos went, she making slapping sounds as her hips slapped my ass-cheeks. She took my legs and put them on either side of her shoulder as she picked up the black dildo beside her.
PERVERT SAYS: Ohhh, yeah, fuck her! This is definitely what I want to see! This is what I WANT TO SEE!!!
My mother got more and more aroused, pumping harder and harder, ripping my asshole and pussy apart at the same time. She then suddenly stuffed all of the 7” of the dildo in her hands straight up her pussy and let out a moan of lust.
“Ohhh, yyeeaahh”, she exclaimed, “You want mommy fucking you don’t you!!!! Mommy’s fucking you like a man isn’t she!! You like mommy’s cock in you! Moan you bitch! Moan for mercy! Beg me to fuck you harder!!”
This week has done something to me, it changed me. All the hard fucking and molesting my mother had done to me has changed me. I felt that I deserved to be fucked like this. I liked it! I wanted my mom to pump me as hard as she could.
So I answered back, “Ohhhh yes”, I cried out, “Fuck me mommy, fuck meeee!!! I’m your slave! I’m your fuck-toy! I’ll be your lesbian slut!! Fuck me hard, mommy! Ohhh, Yessssss!!!!!
PERVERT SAYS: OOHHHHH YYEAAHH!!!!
“Take it then!!!” my mother screamed as she pumped hard as ever. My smelly, sexy little toes, painted black were curling beside my mom’s ears in pleasure. As she realized, she took my right feet with her left hand and put in right in front of her lips.
Then, she took every one of my toes on my right feet and put it into her mouth. Her tongue danced over them, licking off all the sweat and grime and toe-jam between my toes, and since I haven’t washed my feet in ages, (since the last shower I took was 3 days ago) my feet smelled and tasted horrible, though she seemed to enjoy it. She took my other feet and started smelling them, enjoying how good my right feet tasted, she began to enjoy the foul odor of my left feet. Her right hand was still steadily pumping the dildo in and out of her pussy, as she pumped harder and harder. Then she came.
She moaned through the toes in her mouth as torrents of semen came spurting out of her pussy onto the bed, I came at the same time, because of the sudden toe-licking my mother given me. It has excited me so much, to feel her tongue between my toes that I cummed. My semen spurted out, dribbling down to my asshole and onto the dildo that my mom had in my holes between my legs.
After what seemed like ages, my mother withdrew her dildo and began typing on the computer.
MOM SAYS: Enjoyed?
PERVERT SAYS: Holy shit that was good.
MOM SAYS: Want more? Then extend time.
PERVERT SAYS: Actually, I live in the same town you do. New York. Here’s my e-mail. I’ll e-mail you. I would be maybe “interested”
MOM SAYS: My pleasure
PERVERT SAYS: Thanks for the show, wonderful, I’ll come back some time soon, though I’ll probably e-mail you later on. See you later.
And that was the last thing he said. As he logged out, my mother went back into the chat-room to begin searching for more customers. I lay there exhausted, waiting to taste my mother again for the next client.
Should I keep going…? Pt. 2??

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How I Got a Harem: The X-mas party

Ashley and Tracie thought a little home Christmas party would be fun and by the weekend we had all the supplies, including a small fortune worth of liquor. Tracie told me she hadn’t really drank much but that she was excited about being taken advantage of by Ashley and I. She had no idea what that would mean.
We danced, laughed, and generally fooled around. Multiple times I sensed we were moments from tearing clothes off, so I did my best to calm the party down. By midnight Tracie was plenty wasted and called me out after I pulled away from a kiss.
“Jeez, you fucking tease, don’t you want to fuck this,” she giggled, sliding onto the couch on all fours and sticking her ass high in the air.
“Yeah, Mark, I think you’ve kept us waiting long enough,” Ashley said, spanking Tracie’s ass hard. “Fuck this gorgeous ass with me, baby.”
My cock agreed with them, and they knew it. “Well, actually, I have a little surprise that I’ve been waiting for. I ordered up a little entertainment, so, let’s just enjoy that for a while first.” Ashley looked at me with knowing eyes while Tracie seemed thoroughly confused.
I headed off to the bathroom and sent the short text to Jessie. Hardly a second after I reemerged the doorbell rang, she must have been waiting down the street.
Tracie, who’s head was swimming from a little too much rum, sank onto the couch. Ashley and I sauntered over to the door and swung it open. There stood Jessie, in a Santa hat and full length red with white trimmed Santa coat. She smiled and politely asked if she could come in from the cold.
“May I take your coat?” Ashley asked, winking at me.
“Oh, no, sweetie, it’s a little nippy out,” Jessie replied. We led her to the living room, which was only half-lit and had the sound of dance beats pulsing.
“Who’s that?” Tracie asked. Jessie said nothing as Ashley and I dropped onto the couch next to Tracie, she simply walked to the table and poured four drinks. She handed one to each of us and then downed hers in a single gulp. I noticed she had fire-engine red heals on when she spun around and took her place at the center of the room.
“Seriously, who is…” Tracie was interrupted by Jessie smoothly dropping her coat in one motion. “Oh, wow,” Tracie slurred, her watery eyes wide and taking in the breathtaking sight before us.
Jessie’s tits were two softballs hidden by a candy cane colored bra. Her stomach was smooth, tan, and made my jaw drop. She had on festive panties that I suspected might be a thong but couldn’t tell, and the whole ensemble was draped by a pink, mesh overlay.
Jessie began her routine without any provocation. She swayed with the music and hypnotized the lot of us. When she spun I saw that indeed she wore a thong that split a fantastically firm ass. She tantalized us, bending and swirling, sliding clothes off temporarily and giving us brief views of fresh skin, all of it obstructed by the pink mesh. She worked her way closer to us and ran her hand across Ashley’s cheek. I took the opportunity to glance at my girls and gauge their reaction and, it seemed pretty clear, they were hooked. Ashley sat back in awe but her eyes fluttered as Jessie’s hand grazed her. Tracie was up and on the edge of her seat, and I watched her fighting to keep her hands to herself.
Soon the pink mesh number was on the ground and I heard Tracie holler for Jessie to ‘take it off!’ Jessie giggled and sauntered over to us, sliding her coat over with her. “Santa brought a gift for you, and you, and you,” she smiled, poking a playful finger at each of us.
Jessie sat her heavenly ass on my lap, grinding it down against my cock, with her legs across Tracie. “Your present first, young one,” she smiled at Tracie and reached down into her coat. Tracie was absolutely enraptured.
What she pulled out was one of those enormous candy canes you see in stores, at least a foot long and thick. She unwrapped it, licked the tip gingerly, dragged it seductively from her lips to her panties and then handed it to Tracie. “Use it as you see fit,” she smiled. Tracie’s eyes were wide and she licked her lips.
“And for you,” she winked at Ashley before reaching back into her coat. She pulled up a fuzzy collar and a short, fuzzy leash. Ashley was equally wide eyed as Jessie took the initiative and snapped the collar around Ashley’s neck. Jessie then arched her back and gave the leash and sharp yank, pulling Ashley’s face down hard into Jessie’s supple cleavage. For a second, no one moved. I waited in anticipation, knowing what happened next was hugely important. It seemed Tracie, who was nearly panting with desire but even in her drunken state still didn’t want to cross any lines, was waiting to see how Ashley responded.
After a moment of hesitation, Ashley’s mouth opened, her tongue slide out, and she began furiously licking and sucking at Jessie’s soft mounds. Jessie eased her bra off and her big nipples poked free for an instant before Ashley smothered them. My cock was crying underneath Jessie.
Tracie squealed with joy and attacked. I held Jessie’s panties aside, touching her myself for the first time really, and exposed a mostly bare pussy with a tiny patch of dark hair above her clit. Tracie licked her lips and leaned in, uncoordinated thanks to the liquor, and landing hard in Jessie’s pussy. Jessie sighed deeply as my women both worked her mercilessly with their tongues.
I watched with skyrocketing lust as Tracie’s candy cane disappeared inside Jessie sopping pussy. Tracie carefully and slowly stroked it in and out of her, causing Jessie to shutter with each insertion. Jessie sat up, much to Ashley’s dismay, and rocked on me as Tracie worked her near orgasm. Jessie held me and crushed her luscious tits against my face as she came hard on the sweet treat inside her.
“My gift to you,” Jessie panted as her orgasm subsided. She took hold of the candy cane from Tracie and brought it up to my mouth. I sucked it eagerly and a sweet and tangy taste of a strange woman’s cum drove me wild.
“Let’s do this,” I roared and stood up, lifting Jessie with me. Tracie and Ashley both agreed and shed their clothes quickly. I bent Jessie over the arm of the couch and ripped her thong to the ground. Jessie gave Ashley’s leashed a tug and directed her on the couch in front of her so that Jessie had easy access to Ashley’s pussy. Her face was immediately lost in Ashley’s dark pubic hair. Tracie straddled Ashley and smothered her with her young pussy and a chorus of satisfied moans broke out. Meanwhile, I freed my cock and took aim at Jessie’s soaked cunt. I pushed forward hard and slammed her down, wanting to fuck her with force, show her that even with the blackmail I was in charge, that in this house I owned her.
Jessie’s pussy felt like no stranger to rough fucking and in no time I was pumping in and out smoothly. Jessie slid the candy cane up to Ashley and it was soon crammed inside Tracie’s pussy, the shock of which causing her to fall forward onto the pile of women. I held Jessie’ hips steady and fucked hard and much to my pleasure I watched as Tracie reached a hand up and probed at Jessie’s delightful looking asshole. Jessie moaned expletives into Ashley’s pussy and a series of orgasms shook through the group. Tracie’s was first and hard and she rolled off the couch and laid swearing on the ground. Ashley came next, her pussy falling to skillful fingering and tonguing from Jessie. When both my girls were done I decided to finish things the way I wanted, to firmly secured with Jessie that I was in charge and she was mine in this arrangement, not the other way around.
I eased out of Jessie and moved to the couch, straddling Ashley in the process. I grabbed a handful of Jessie’s jet black hair and pulled her face up, jamming my slick cock into her slack jaw. I wasted no time, fucking forcefully into her throat and ignoring her gags and gurgles. The living room filled with the wonderful, sloppy sound of a throat being slammed open. Ashley and Tracie urged me on, begging for me to pummel Jessie throat.
I responded, slamming myself deep and growling as I dumped a thick load inside. My cum flooded Jessie’s abused throat and I hollered for her to swallow me whole. I felt her gulp me down, shot after shot, as I emptied a sizable volume into her slutty throat hole.

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Fantasm

itty bitty Tommy Sykes

I’m pretty sick in the head, I’ll admit it for writing this. But who doesn’t like a good rape fantasy eh? And who wouldn’t find this completely erotic? And yes, they’re british. Google them. ;]

Fantasy

Stepsister Seduction: Chapter 3: Seducing a new Victim

Hope you like this chapter, it is not really necessary to read the previous chapters to understand this one, but it wouldn’t hurt. 🙂 After Jenna seduced her stepbrother and got her mom to have sex with Tim, Jenna is getting the itch to have sex again. But who will it be with? Thanks for all the great comments about the first chapters. There is a question at the end, taking suggestions, whichever character gets the most requests wins.

Fantasy

Falling for the Teacher

Hey guys, this is my first story so go easy on me. English is not my first language so please excuse the spelling and grammatical errors. And here we go…..
Hi. I am Jake. I am 19 years old and have a well-built body with the height of 6.1. I used to play football and part of the high school team. I am not extremely famous among girls but I had my share and none of them are serious relationships.
And here I am sitting in front of my Quantum Physics professor looking over her shoulders and not meeting her eyes. This time I am done for. One word from her and I am in serious trouble from college committee. But still sitting in front of her is killing me. One look at her and some wild desire stir in my gut.
“You didn’t answer my question Jake.” she said. “Do you think I am sexy and hot?”
“Oh, Yeah” I thought. “With that body of yours I want to fuck you the first chance I get.” An image flashed in my brain me fucking her from behind while she is bent over her desk. It took all my effort to stop a stupid grin spreading over my face at that thought.
“Still no answer.” She repeated. “Do you want me to report?”
How the fucking hell did I get into this mess?
It began in some stupid physics lab (yeah, it’s really is stupid Why the hell should I take course in this lab when it has got nothing to do with my major or minor. Some stupid college rules) Anyway it’s our first session and assistant instructor is going on about the safety measures to be followed.
There she is listening with a pen between her lips which are covered with red lip gloss. A red color top and tight denim jeans. Approximately 5.7 in height with a figure all women would kill for. Her breasts stood pointed defying gravity and her slim waist extended into an ass in shape of an apple. Man nicest ass I had ever seen.
Oh god her face with every part in perfect place is like an Angel. Her eyes are blue and her long black hair loosely hung around her shoulder. She brought her long eyebrows together in concentration.
“How long this goanna take?” Ben my new roommate complained regarding the speech.
“Mm…” I said still staring at her.
“Are you even listen-“he stopped in middle catching my eye and looking at the beauty in front of us.
“Who the hell is she? And what the fucking hell a model is doing in our college?” Ben asked.
“How the hell I would know. Go and ask her.” I replied.
Suddenly she turned towards us and caught us staring. Ben immediately got tensed and looked away but I was still looking at her. After our eyes met she turned her head back smiling.
My cell vibrated and I took it out. A message from Ashley ‘Pick me up at 7. A friend is coming along.’
Great, this the thing with Ash she takes everything for granted. She is my neighbor and best friend as long as I can remember and now we are in the same college.
‘Why?’ I replied back.
‘Because I don’t have a car yet and it is Friday night’
‘Ok’
Lab session ended soon and I scanned for the girl among the leaving crowd but I didn’t find her. Ben and I returned to our rooms. It’s already 5.
“Any plans tonight?” I asked Ben.
“Nope” he replied.
“I am going out. Want to tag along?”
“Sure”
By 7 all four of us are in my car racing towards the nearest pub. Me and Ben sat in the front and Ash and Lucy (Ash’s roommate) in the back.
Ashley is one of the hot girls in high school with chocolate brown eyes and dark brown hair. She’s 5.9 and a cheerleader with 34c breasts. And Lucy is 5.6 with relatively small tits. Her eyes are hazel and hair is strawberry blonde.
Soon Lucy and me are on the dance floor. Ben is flirting with Ash at the table. Lucy started grinding her ass into my crouch. I took the hint and placed my hands on her ass pulled her tighter into me. she started sliding along the length of my dick and soon I am hard as rock. Ben and Ash joined us and quickly Lucy broke the contact.
Rest of the night was un event full. I exchanged my number with Lucy’s. Ash hugged me really tighter than normal and thanked me for picking them up. Not that I am complaining but I never had sexual feelings towards Ash even though I have seen her naked many times.
On Monday I am late to the Quantum Physics class. Another compulsory subject and I sincerely prayed that the girl from the lab will be in my class.
“In hurry?” Ben asked.
“Yep. I will be late for the class by 5 mints I guess.” I replied.
“Who’s the prof?”
“Someone named Williams. Old geezer I guess.” Or who the hell would teach Quantum Physics.
As I guessed I am late by 5 mints and entered the class in a hurry but stood there by the door completely out of words. ‘Beauty with brains’ that is first thought that crossed my mind.
“Better late than never. And you are Mr.” she asked.
There she is the same girl I am thinking about in a blue blazer and matching blue skirt that came up to her knees and she is Prof Williams (Rachel Williams, as I came to know later) as my course guide says.
“J-Jake Scott Ma’am” I stammered.
“Then Mr. Scott if you take a seat we can continue.” she said and turned towards the board to write something.
I saw a hand waving towards me and quickly took a seat beside Lucy.
“You better wipe that look off your face before someone notice.” Lucy said with coldness in her voice. Yeah, I know it’s definitely hard when your teacher is sexier than you.
Most of the time I kept staring at her not listening to a single word she spoke. And I at least imagined hundred positions of me fucking her throughout the class.
“So Mr. Scott will be answering this question.” she said suddenly.
It broke me out of my fantasy and by some miracle I knew answer to her question.
“Considering relative physics…” I started but tailed off as a small hand caught my cock through the jeans. Lucy started rubbing my dick under the desk.
“Do you know the answer or not?” Ms. Williams asked me plainly.
“No ma’am” I replied. It’s hard to answer when a hot girl is rubbing your dick so I let it pass. She turned to asked somebody else and Lucy removed her hand.
Great Late to the class, didn’t answered a simple question. So much for the first impression.
“What was that for?” I asked Lucy angrily. Bell rang signaling the end of the class.
Lucy caught my arm and said “let’s go to my room.” Biting her lower lip and lust in her eyes.
We practically ran to her room and I am really glad that Ash is not in the room. As soon as the door closed I started ripping her clothes and she is doing the same.
I pulled her head closer to mine and planted heavy kiss on her lips. Soon our tongues started to wrestle and she started sucking on my lips. Now we are naked. Lucy pushed me on to her bed and started kissing my neck. She slowly moved down kissing my chest, nipples and belly. She caught my dick in one hand ball in the other. My cock stood with full attention (forgot to mention its 7 inches). Lucy started pumping my dick.
“I wanted this the first time I saw you.” She said. She wrapped her around my cock and started sucking it. I caught her and turned around so that I had access to her cunt. We are in a 69 position and she is wet down there. I started licking her pussy running my lips over her outer lips. She managed to get all the 7 inches inside her mouth. I struck my tongue in to her and she moaned on my dick. I put a finger into her cunt and started finger fucking her.
“Ah-ah Jake don’t stop it. Please lick me hard.” She said and started sucking my cock wildly. I am close to my orgasm so I shoved two more fingers into her cunt.
“I am cumming.” I shouted over her pussy.
“Me too Jake. Don’t stop it” she shouted back and came all over my face. I started shooting my load deep down her throat. I stopped after five or six shorts and she swallowed the whole.
She turned around kissing my lips. Soon I am hard again. I rolled over her. Me on the top and placed her legs over my shoulder. I placed my cock over her entrance, which is radiating heat, and started teasing her. She grabbed my ass pulled me completely into her in one stroke. I started with slow long strokes and increased the pace.
“Faster ah Jake ah-ah faster” she said. I started ramming her pussy like a wild animal and started sucking on her boobs.
“I am cumming Lucy.”
“Come in me Jake. Please come in me.” No need to ask me twice I grabbed her ass rammed my cock deep inside her and started shooting my load into her. It did it for her and her pussy started milking my cock. I collapsed on her still my cock inside her and our juices leaking out of her pussy.
Room door opened and Ash walked in. Lucy forgot to lock the door in hurry. Lucy pulled the covers over us immediately.
“What the fuck. You just met once and already hooked up.” Ash screamed. Lucy struck out her tongue at Ash and started kissing me.
“Whatever. I need to use the bathroom.” saying Ash hurried into the bath room.
We started fucking every chance we got and soon Ben and Ash started doing the same. It became normal for one of us to walk over while the other couple is having sex.
One month passed and Ms. Williams is having more and more effect on me. I barely listened to her classes. Most of time I spent dreaming of fucking her or playing with Lucy under the table. I always failed to answer the questions she asked me (mostly because of Lucy).
During one class I started rubbing Lucy’s thigh and slowly slid my hand in to her panties. She tightened when I struck one finger in her cunt but acted as if she is really interested in the class.
“Don’t stop Jake. Rub me.” She whispered. I started moving my finger in and out of her.
“Lucy what does the equation on the board indicate?” Ms. Williams asked.
“Yes Ms. Williams. It indicates relation between uncertainties of…” Lucy started answering coolly as though my hand doesn’t have any effect on her. ‘Oh no. You don’t answer that. Time for revenge.’ I thought and shoved two more fingers roughly in her pussy. Lucy went dead pale and disguised a low moan as cough.
“Uncertainties of?” Ms. Williams asked again. She started coming closer and I didn’t notice until she came near to us. I quickly removed my hand and I am not sure whether she caught us or not.
Lucy recovered quickly. “Position and velocity.” She finished. Ms. Williams eyed me differently and continued with her lesson. Rest of the hour seemed like an eternity as I want to get out of the class as soon as possible. Finally the bell rang.
“Mr. Scott please stay back as I have something to discuss regarding your internal exam.” Ms. Williams announced.
“Good luck.” Lucy whispered as she hurried out of the class. I sincerely hoped that she didn’t catch me before. I walked to her desk as the class emptied.
“Take a seat.” She said and sat in her chair. She pulled out a paper from a bunch lying on her desk. She handed it to me. You got to be kidding. Eight out of ten. No way.
“So you aren’t a complete spoilt brat, are you?” she asked me plainly.
“I sure hope not.” I said.
“Then what the hell are you doing during my class?” she asked with a rising edge of anger in her voice. Damn got caught during my little act. Then how come Lucy is not sitting with me?
“Thinking of your body, of course” I said. I honestly don’t know what made me say that and I am as surprised as she is.
“What?” she said with a tone of anger and surprise.
“Yeah with hot and sexy body of yours how did you expect me to concentrate on the class?” Fuck, what hell am I speaking?
“What the hell that supposed mean?” she asked “You think I am hot and sexy?”
And here I am sitting in front of my Quantum Physics professor looking over her shoulders and not meeting her eyes. This time I am done for. One word from her and I am in serious trouble from college committee. But still sitting in front of her is killing me. One look at her and some wild desire stir in my gut.
“You didn’t answer my question Jake.” she said. “Do you think I am sexy and hot?”
“Oh, Yeah” I thought. “With that body of yours I want to fuck you the first chance I get.” An image flashed in my brain me fucking her from behind while she is bent over her desk. It took all my effort to stop a stupid grin spreading over my face at that thought.
“Still no answer.” She repeated. “Do you want me to report?”
“Yes, I do think you are hot and sexy.” I replied truthfully.
“Listen kid, it’s just the hormones talking. Why don’t stop acting stupid and concentrate in the class.” She stood up and walked towards me. Now I can smell perfume. I looked down only to see her long legs coming out of her green skirt. I kept staring at them.
“Uh-uh” she cleared her throat. “So what do you say?”
I stood up towering over her. The distance between us is very small now. “Fuck the hormones. Who cares?”
“Mind you lang–” she started angrily. But I cut her off by kissing her on the lips. I laced my hands around her and started rubbing her back. I felt some sort of electric shock through my body the moment my lips touched hers. She tried to push me away. I tightened my hold and she finally gave in. She started kissing me back. The next moment her body tightened and she shoved me back. I fell backwards.
“You bastard don’t you dare do that again. This is the last time I excuse you.” screaming she walked out of the class. I just stood there, holding my paper, can’t believing what I just did. Immediately I ran after her. Apology seemed to be the best way to get out of this mess. I met her in the corridor, which is luckily deserted.
“Ms. Williams” I hurried after her. She slowed down her pace.
“What do you want now?” She asked me angrily folding her hands over her chest.
“I am sorry I shouldn’t have done that. I am really sorry. Please forgive me.” I apologized.
She softened a bit and said “It’s ok. Do not repeat it ever again. Go find a girl of your own age.”
“I already have a girlfriend. One of the main reasons to apologize” I mumbled.
Hearing that she knitted her eye brows in concentration probably remembering something and replied after a few seconds. “Get out of here before I change my mind”
Next Friday all four of us hit the pub again. Lucy and me sneaked in to a bathroom. I quickly pulled her t-shirt down exposing her tits and started licking on them. She struggled with my pants for few seconds but managed to pull them down along with my boxers. She bent down and started sucking on my cock. I grabbed her hair and started fucking her mouth. Soon I started cumming in her mouth.
I lifted her and started sucking on her boobs. Slowly I moved down to her pussy. I lifted her skirt upwards and pushed the panties aside. I started licking her and she went crazy.
“Don’t stop Jake.” She pulled my head closer and wrapped her legs around me. “I am cumming Jake. Ah-ah Jake. Jake.” She shouted my name and came all over my face.
I was hard again and I pushed Lucy against the wall. I positioned my cock behind her and started fucking her from behind.
“Jake faster. Please faster.” She pleaded. I increased my pace and she started moaning loudly.
“Can you people keep it low? Or else we goanna get caught.” Ben shouted from the next one.
I turned Lucy’s head backwards and started kissing her to stop her moaning. She started slowly moaning in my mouth and suddenly her eyes went wide. Her pussy tightened around my cock and started milking it. I started getting close and increased my speed further.
“Lucy I am close. Very close.” I said. She got on her knees immediately and started sucking my dick and swallowed the whole load.
We dressed and came out of the booth. Thankfully it’s empty outside and low moans are coming from another. Ben and Ash didn’t finish yet. We came out of the bathroom sat at a table.
Lucy phone beeped indicating a text message. She checked it and said “I got to go. Something is wrong with Amy. She broke with her boyfriend.”
“Wait. I will come with you.” I said rising.
“No. Wait for Ben and Ash. Tell them I left and get started afterwards.” Saying she ran out. Great now I am struck here. Soon they came out.
“Guys Lucy left and I am leaving too. What about you?” I asked them.
“We will hang out for a while.” Ben answered.
“I am leaving then.”
Down in the parking lot I was about to open my car door when I heard something.
“Leave me alone. I told you I won’t do that.” Ms. Williams’s voice came in. I bent over my truck to get clear view. She was struggling with some guy and both of them seemed pretty drunk. I walked over to them and caught his arm.
“Hey leave her alone.” I said tightening my grip.
“Ja-Jake Scott” Ms. Williams stammered seeing my face.
“Who are you? Hey Bitch is this your boyfriend? I told you belong to me and me alone.” He said and started attacking me. Reflexes took over and I hit him on the jaw. He stumbled and fell down. He passed out. Like I said he is pretty drunk.
“Wh-What are you d-doing? Th-This is my p-problem. Leave now.” She started.
“No. I am not leaving without you and you are drunk. You can’t drive.” I argued.
“Please leave Jake. It’s not you problem.” She started again.
I just said no and stood there for a few minutes. She looked at passed out guy once and said “Fine. Let’s go”
I took her hand to lead her to my truck but she shook it off and started walking. After a couple of steps she tripped and I caught her. She started to shake me off but I pinned her arms. She stopped struggling and walked with me towards my truck.
“Where do you leave?” I asked. She gave me her address. It’s a half an hour drive. I helped her into passenger’s seat and started driving.
She is wearing a tight yellow top and a small skirt which barely covered her thighs. As we are free now I noticed that her white bra is visible through her top.
“Who’s that guy?” I asked.
“None of your business.” she replied curtly.
I shut my mouth and drove silently the next ten minutes sneaking glances at her. She was staring into space thinking about something.
“Hope my mother is not home.” She said suddenly.
“You still leave with your mother?” I asked her.
“What’s wrong with that? Contrary to what you thick I am not that older. I am 22.” She announced.
“But you teach in a college. You should have at least got your Ph.D.” I asked.
“Yes I got one when I am 21. I graduated from high school when I was fifteen.” She said. Great she some super genius then.
“Who’s that guy in parking lot?” I asked her again.
“As I told it’s none of your business.” She replied.
I didn’t ask her anything again. She fell asleep and leaned on my shoulder for rest of the time. We reached her place in less than half hour.
“Wake up Ms. Williams. We are at you home.” I shook her.
She woke up with a jolt and hurried to get out. As soon as she got out she fell down. I hurried to her side and picked her up in my arms, I walked to her house but the front door was locked.
“Key is under the big vase beside the door.” She mumbled. I dropped on her legs still catching her I searched for the key. I found it and opened the door. She guided me to her bed room and dumped her on bed in a hurry to get rid of her. Holding her in my arms is driving me crazy. I started leaving the house when she caught my arm and pulled me back. She kissed me on the lips. God this woman is really driving me crazy.
“Thanks Jake and be careful with your girlfriend.” Saying she fell asleep. What the hell did she say now? Any way I hurried out of the house not wanting her mother to come home when I was there. I locked the door again hoping that her mother would come home tonight. Or else she is will be locked up in her own house.
I was relived see her at teacher’s desk when I walked in to the class room. Thank god he wasn’t locked up in her house. I took my seat beside Lucy as usual. At the end of class she asked me to stay back.
I sat in front of her not knowing what to speak and she just kept looking at her desk.
“Are you alright now?” I asked her breaking the silence.
“Yeah fine. Thanks” She replied.
“Jake I appreciate it if you don’t tell others about our little encounter earlier.” She continued switching on to my first name.
“Sure. No problem.” I said.
“Thank you Jake.”
“As I told its fine with me. No problem. Then I will be leaving ma’am.”
“Go ahead. I also got some work to do.”
I walked out of the class wondering what this genius woman is dealing with.
Lucy left to her hometown for a week. And I fell back to the classic method. Masturbating. But the only problem every time I imagined fucking Lucy Ms. Williams turns up.
One day I was driving without any destination after college (thanks to Lucy. She isn’t back yet) when I found Ms. Williams sitting on a park bench. She looked normal but I had an uneasy feeling that she was suffering from something. I parked my truck and went to her.
“Are you alright?” I asked her. She lifted her head to see me as I suspected she was crying. She quickly wiped her tears with back of her hand.
“It’s you again. Seems like we are running into each other a lot lately.” She said plainly.
“Any problem with that?”
“Yes. Because I really like you and I am not comfortable that you have to see me this way.”
Did she say that she likes me? But first things first. “So you are not alright.”
“Hell. No.”
“What’s the problem?”
“My complete life.” She said haughtily. “Do you know that my father left me and my mother on road when I was Five?”
“Oh. I am sorry.” I said.
“Don’t be. It’s a long time ago. I don’t even remember the face of my father.”
“Then what’s the problem now?”
“My mom raised me on her own and it’s really tough on her. I still remember her struggling with life and nobody is kind to us. After I graduated from high school we were lost. My scholarships weren’t sufficient to meet the expenses of collage. When we gave up hope James came along saying that he would meet all my expenses. But his real intention was to get closer to my mother. My mother who hates men fell for him and married again. After a couple of years when they moved to this town they asked me live with them. I was very happy at that time seeing my mother leading a happy life free of all the tensions and I happily moved back. That’s when I discovered the true nature of my stepfather. He started using me Jake. He threatens to leave my mother if I speak about it. My mother really loves him not knowing anything. If he leaves her now I don’t know what it does to her.”
It took me a minute to take the whole thing in. “Hang on a second. That guy in the parking lot is your stepfather.” I said it not as a question but as a statement. She simply nodded her head.
“I never told anybody. I don’t what came over me now. Please don’t tell anybody about this. I beg you.” She pleaded.
I had a feeling that she is hiding something. “That’s not all. You are hiding something. What else is happening?” I asked her.
“It’s just got worse. That’s it.”
“No. Please tell me everything.”
She started crying and I put an arm around. She leaned on my shoulder. I just held her tighter. After a few minutes she spoke again.
“A friend of him likes me Jake. And he wants me to sleep with his friend.”
“That rotten bastard. What the fuck is he thinking?” I said angrily.
“No Jake. Please don’t get involved. Don’t make it any worse. Please I can handle it.” She pleaded.
I just sat their holding her and controlling my anger. We remained like that for a few minutes. Finally she rose up saying “Don’t follow me” and then she left.
I thought of following her but decided against it. As she said I didn’t want to make it any harder for her. After a few minutes I returned to my room thinking about that evening.
I obtained her cell number and started checking with her every day. She insisted me to call her Rachel outside the classes. Soon I signed up for my next semester courses which included two subjects taught by Rachel. Slowly she started loosen up a bit.
Current semester is about to end there only a week left. I called Rachel in the evening but she didn’t answer. I left her a message to call me back. I know her schedule and she should have finished her classes an hour before. In the next hour I left her many messages but she didn’t call back. In a few minutes I am on my way to her house. I was about park my truck when Rachel called me back.
“Where the hell are you?” I asked in a temper fueled tone.
“Are you alright?” She asked me with concern in her voice.
“Where the hell are you?” I asked again.
“In the park” she answered.
“Stay there. I will be there in few minutes.” Saying I disconnected the call and headed towards the park. As soon as I pulled in the parking area she climbed into the passenger’s seat.
“Where the hell are you for the past one hour? A few minutes and I would have broken your front door.” I started screaming.
“Got held up in a meeting. I can take care of myself. Everything is fine lately. So don’t worry too much.” Saying she gave me a kiss on the cheek and got out of the truck.
I received a text message from Ash ‘when are we leaving?’ ‘See you in a minute’ I replied back. Great I haven’t informed anything of our schedule. As our hometown is two hours by road we decided to drive. As door is unlocked I walked in and was devastated by scene before my eyes.
Lucy is in bed with two guys whose names I don’t even know. Seeing me Lucy screamed. Ash just walked in and started looking at me and Lucy.
“Bloody bitch.” I shouted and walked out. Ash is running towards me when I got into my truck.
“Jake don’t do anything stupid” she shouted as I pulled my truck.
Getting drunk seemed to be a good idea and started heading towards our regular hangout place. By 8 o’clock I was pretty drunk and started walking towards my truck with a beer in my hand. I stumbled and fell down. Someone caught me and I raised my head to see who it is.
“What happened Jake? I never saw you get drunk.” Rachel asked me before I passed out.
Head ache. Severe head ache. I didn’t remember hangover being this pain full. I slowly opened my eyes and saw that I was back in my room.
“Look who’s coming along. Wake up sleepy head. You have been sleeping for more than fifteen hours” Ben said picking up his phone.
“What time it is?” I asked.
“Twelve fifteen in the afternoon.”
“Great. Who are you texting to?”
“Ash. Of course”
Soon Ash is in our room screaming at me.
“You arrogant ass.” Smack! She hit me on the head with a thick book. “What were you thinking?” smack! Smack! Smack!
“Ash Leave him…” Ben tried to interrupt.
“Support me or stay out of this.” Smack! Smack!
“God darn it Ash. It hurts.” I said with tears in my eyes.
“Good. What the hell are you thinking? Going out and getting drunk alone. On the top of that thinking of driving back with a beer in hand. What if Ms. Williams haven’t found you and called Ben? What would have happened?” saying she gave me hardest hit so far. Smack!!! And stormed out of the room.
“Oh man she really cares about you. It took all out of me to stop her from hitting Lucy.” Ben said.
Lucy. That name itself brings pain to my heart.
“You do this to her. I goanna kick your sorry ass real hard.” I warned Ben.
“I have no intention of giving you that chance.” Ben swore.
“Good.”
“Please call Ms. Williams. She is harassing me from morning.”
“Sure” I picked up my phone and dialed her number. She answered on the second ring.
“Jake. Are you alright.” She asked.
“Fine excluding the pain from Ash’s bashing.”
“Serves you right.”
“Coming from the woman who gets herself drunk at least thrice a week. You knew it before.”
“Yes I know. Saw her with a couple of others.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“How could I say that and not sound like a jerk after telling that I like you?”
“Never mind. I will call you again later.”
“Just take care.”
“Sure”
I disconnected the call went back to sleep. And our roles reversed. Rachel started checking on me daily.
At the start next semester me and Ben moved in a new apartment brought by my father (He is in to real estate a lot lately) Ash moved in with us and I am glad that see did because she cooks every day.
As I am attending two of her classes now I started seeing Rachel more lately. I got over Lucy and my relation with Rachel remained as it is. Ben and Ash were out somewhere enjoying the weekend. Around 10 pm my intercom beeped and I answered it.
“Mr. Scott. You have a visitor and she is pretty messed up.” It’s the guard at the gate. He allows anyone inside if one of the residents does know them.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“She wants to talk you, Mr. Scott” there is a brief pause.
“Jake. Please let me in. I will explain everything when I am inside.” Rachel’s voice came in.
I asked the guard to show her the way and I am waiting outside the door for them. She is really messed up. A line of blood ran from her lower jaw. Someone has slapped her real hard. And I had pretty good idea who it is. One of the arms of her green t-shirt was torn. Her hair was mess.
“What happened Rachel?” I asked her moving to side so that she can come in.
“I will explain everything Jake. Please let me use the bathroom first.” She said.
I showed her Ben’s bathroom “You can use Ash’s things here and grab some clothes from her closet.”
I sat on couch and turned on the TV for some distraction. Twenty minutes later she walked in wearing Ash’s blue top and black jeans. She folded the jeans at the bottom and straightened her hair. She sat beside me.
“I am sorry for the late night trouble.” She said.
“Don’t worry about that. Now tell me what happened?”
“You” she said. “You happened. From the day you kissed me I started turning against James. Today is more pissed than the normal and I ran out of the house.”
I placed an arm around her and pulled her closer to me. She put her head on my chest. “You asshole why did you kiss me? My life was lot easier before.”
I just kissed her hair. She lifted her head and I kissed her on the lips. She sat on my lap facing me. I started kissing her nose and she laughed loudly. What I wouldn’t give to see her laugh like this.
“Hold me Jake. Just hold me.” She said. I hugged her tightly and remained like that for a few minutes. She started kissing my ear and neck. I did the same. I started rubbing her back and brought my mouth back to hers. Our tongues started to struggle and she lifted my shirt over my head. I quickly removed her shirt (no bra) and started sucking on her boobs. She let out low moans calling my name in between.
“I want you in me Jake. Now.” Saying she stood up and got out of her jeans. As I suspected no panties. I lifted my hips so she could remove my shorts and boxers. She sat back on me and started kissing. She reached down and got hold of my dick and placed it at her entrance. With one swing she sat on my dick which is completely inside her now. She started bouncing up and down on my cock still not breaking our kiss. Her pussy very tight around my cock. I had a feeling that it is sucking my dick inside.
“Jake. I am going to cum.” She said breaking the kiss. “Come with me Jake.”
I caught her ass and held it tightly. I started humping her from down. She caught the pace and started to move her hips in rhythm. The tingling sensation in my ball started building.
“I am cumming.” I said as I started to shoot shot after shot inside her. She became very still and her eyes rolled. Her pussy clenched tighter on my cock and I didn’t stop loading her with my cum. After what seemed like for hours I fell back on the couch. She fell on the top me.
“That is the most intense orgasm of my life. Thanks Jake.” She said nibbling on my year.
“Pleasure is mine.” I said dizzily and looked down. Our juices are running out of her pussy on to my tight and couch. It formed a stain there. We fell asleep on the couch with my cock inside her pussy.
I woke up in the morning alone naked on the couch. It’s 8 o’clock in the morning. Last night seemed like a dream but evidence was there. Rachel is in the kitchen cooking something fully dressed. I walked towards her and slid my hands around her thin waist.
“Are you leaving?” I asked her.
“No. Not today.” She answered frying something on the pan.
“Smells tasty. What about your mother?”
“It’s not first time I spent some time away from my home. I called her this morning and told her that I am staying at my friend’s house for a couple of days. What about Ben and Ashley? What do they think?”
“They will be home today and they won’t mind.”
“But I am your professor.”
“Don’t worry. I know Ash as long as I can remember and she will understand. And Ben he will not even complain. He used to have crush you.”
She blushed a little and said. “I love you Jake.” Not looking at me.
I turned her around and kissed her. “Thinking back I think I fell for you the first time I saw you. I love you too.”
She turned off the heat under the pan. But the real heat is building inside us. I lifted her and placed her on kitchen table so that she in level with me. I put my hands on face and pulled her mouth to mine. She folded her hands on the back of my head and started kissing back. We ended one kiss only to start with another.
“Are you goanna spend the whole day kissing me?” she asked and pointed towards the clock. Its nine thirty. We have been kissing for over an hour.
“I hope not.” Saying I pulled her shirt over her head and started sucking on her right nipple while pinching the other. They are erect before but seemed to grow once again. I interchanged between the right and left. She caught my hair and pressed me deeper into her chest. I kissed her stomach while rubbing over cunt through the jeans. Her juices made a stain on the jeans.
“Look how wet you are.” I said.
“I never remember being this wet before in my entire life.” She said.
I pulled her jeans and attacked her clit. I struck my tongue in her pussy and started sliding along her inner walls. She wrapped my legs around my head. Soon she was close.
“Jake. I am going to- ah-ah-ah Jake.” My efforts were rewarded with her sweet juices. But I didn’t stop. She caught my head and started to pull it backwards. But I grabbed her hips tightly and started feasting on her. “Enough Jake. I need you in me.” No. Not yet. I kept attacking her pussy and she came again. When she was at the end of her orgasm I shove my fingers inside her and started kissing her pussy. She came once again and fell backward on the table. I thought she fainted.
“Rachel.” I shook her.
“Three times. I came three times.” She said.
“We are not done yet.” I lifter her from the table kissing her on the lips. I carried her to my bedroom.
“Your turn” she said and placed her legs on the either of mine. She wiggled her ass in the air and took my cock in her mouth. She only got couple of inches in first. Soon she got the whole thing inside. I grabbed her hair not pushing her just holding her in position.
“I am cumming.” I told her and tried to swallow the whole load but choked in the middle. Rest of it fell on her cheeks. She licked it clean. She got on her hands and knees. I entered her from behind. Her pussy is as I remember tight and sucking me in. I decided that I want to see her face when she comes and rolled her over. I placed her legs over my shoulders and entered her slowly. She closed her eyes and started moaning. I started fucking her faster and faster and her moans increased. I bent down kissing her face and neck. She wrapped her legs and hands around me.
“Jake come in me.” Rachel screamed. I increased the speed of my strokes. We both stayed still not moving while I shot my load into her and her pussy milking me. I gave her long kiss.
“I love you.” She whispered.
“I love you too.” I told her.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms. I woke up in the afternoon and watched her sleeping peacefully. I heard a knock on the bedroom door. It’s already open and Ash stood there watching us. She signaled me to come out and left. I put on some shorts and walked out of the door.
“Oh my god. Is that Ms. Williams? You got a lot of explanation to do.” She said surprised.
“When did you guys got back?” I asked.
“Just now. We walked in finding your short on couch and my jeans and t-shirt in the kitchen.”
“You are one lucky ass.” Ben said excitedly.
“What?” I said not understanding.
“You got the hottest woman in the whole campus. We all she can big model if she wanted to. I know she looks younger but isn’t she old for you?” Ben asked.
“She’s not that older than me. She’s 22. And she mine.” I said.
“Whatever. Explain me what’s going on.” Ash asked again.
“Tell them Jake. I don’t mind and I don’t want to be a problem for you.” Rachel said standing at bed room door. She wrapped a bed sheet around her.
I explained everything to Ben and Ash. When I reached the end Ash had tears in her eyes. Ben just sat there taking in every word I said.
Ash brought some clothes from her room and went to my room. After an half hour both came out. Rachel came towards me and kissed me on the lips.
“I am going Jake. I will call you when I reached my home.” She said good bye to Ben and Ash and left.
I let her go quietly but followed her giving her five minutes head start. Within forty minutes she pulled her car in the garage and got into her house. I pulled my truck at some distance and waited for her call.
After ten minutes I called her cell. It went to her voice mail. I called her again and no reply. I jumped out and ran towards her house. Door was locked and I knocked hardly. There is no answer. I broke the door and went in.
“You bastard what did you do to my mother?” Rachel is screaming from her room.
“I told you bitch that you are mine and nobody gets in the way.” A male voice said loudly.
I looked around and found a golf bat by the sofa. I took it and went in. Rachel was pushing him and he is trying to tear her clothes. There is a woman, probably her mother, lying unconscious on the floor. I hit him hard on the head and he fell down unconscious. Rachel ran to her mother.
“Wake up mom.” She started crying. I brought some water and sprinkled on her mother. She woke up slowly.
“Rachel are you alright?” she asked hugging her daughter.
“What happened?” I asked them. Seeing with a golf bat Rachel’s mother pulled her away from my direction.
“Don’t you dare touch my daughter.” She said. I immediately dropped the bat in my hand.
“Relax mom. He’s trying to help” Rachel said behind her.
“What happened?” I asked again.
“I came in.” Rachel started answering. “He attacked me asking where I have been. Mom tried to stop him but he knocked her out. Then you came in.”
“I know he’s cheating on me but I didn’t know that he’s abusing you.” Her mother sat down with her head in hands and started crying. “I am so sorry baby”
I left them alone. They need some private time. I dragged the unconscious man into the hall and called the police. They became free of him in no time and he got some heavy punishment.
Five years later I married Rachel. Ben and Ash were also married. Now I lead a pretty much peace full life. I have great job and great wife. As it turned out Rachel is everything I ever needed and wanted.

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Ready to Start

She was nervous in the car after I picked her up at the gas station and didn’t try to talk much at first. They never do. She didn’t want to be obvious about looking either, just sat beside me fidgeting a little and peeking at me out of the corner of her eye, hoping I would say something first. She’s a lot smaller than me, and she keeps looking at my hands. I can tell she is impressed with how big and strong they are, especially when compared to hers. She knows I will use them a lot, we talked about that in chats and e-mails, how much I like the personal touch so I can feel the way her body responds in the moment. She told me she isn’t aroused by pain, it isn’t part of the turn on, she just wants the result and she figures if I hurt a worthless girl like her then a girl with something to live for will be saved. It gives this more meaning, makes it almost like a sacrifice, something worthy. She isn’t turned on by the pain. But she is here anyways.
She will try to talk. She will want to make friends. She claims anonymity is fine but she is still a she, which means she secretly wants to be known, recognized. I will be the most important relationship she has ever had, really, so she will instinctively try to reach out to me and make a connection. She is looking for something real here. They are all like that, even the most resigned volunteers never seem to be so short on self esteem they can’t make a feeble attempt at friendship. I used to be revolted by it, until I realized how much easier a little play acting makes them to control. When she finally gets too fidgety I’ll talk to her. I can make that mask knowing it becomes part of the leash. I can even feign sexual interest. They all want that too. I can’t cum though. Not when they are like this. But I can imagine how beautiful I can make them look, how hot and wet and shiny and perfect they are inside, and get hard. I have to make them stop looking at me before I can cum though. That part is later.
I wait patiently, the darkness eating the miles behind me until the fidgeting gets so close together I sense her moving more than staying still. Then we talk. I don’t have to talk really, just get her started and let it spill out. Ask a question whenever she stops for longer than a breath and she will keep going. Get her to tell me about herself. Her story. Her history. When she first started thinking about it. Why she can’t help herself. Her guilt. Her shame. She doesn’t know it but telling me about her shame gives me ownership. Secrets are ties that bind. She will start asking about me. I won’t answer, and she will interpret it as playing hard to get. She tells me she has never enjoyed sex, never felt an orgasm, and I believe her, I really do, but she will still try to seduce me. They are all wired like this.
She wants to give me pleasure. I tell her this isn’t allowed, not in the car, I need to focus. But I tell her I will make her a compromise. I tell her to unzip my pants and pull my cock out and hold it in her hand. No rubbing or caressing, just hold it. then I have her lay her head in my lap and suck my thumb. The girl who never enjoyed sex before is suddenly a committed cocksucker. Well, thumbsucker. It shuts her up, and gets her thinking. She is learning something new about herself from me, and I have planted a seed in her head: she thinks I am capable of compromising with her. This is something I can take from her, later. The girl who never felt hope before will have her hopes crushed just as they flower in my hand. Even after I kill her hope she will stay in love with me. She is already falling, they all do. The willing ones because they have finally met their one, the unwilling trying to need me so good I’ll need them back and keep them.
The interstate gives way to the state road, which gives way to a smaller town road, which gives way to a long dark country road. We leave behind buildings, lights, eventually even barbed wire and lonely houses as the terrain gets rugged and the woods close in. The dirt road is two and a half miles and as much rock as dirt, I have to pick my way carefully down it in my car. It’s fast, with a big V8 and has a bench seat so I can control the whole front from my driving position without having to hop a divider but these old muscle cars are low to the ground. Her eyes are very big, she is drawing back into herself physically but not mentally, she is looking at the place and looking at me too, not nearly as shy as before. I let her out and walk to the trunk. She sees me reach in and she is terrified, her whole body wired but she doesn’t try to run. It’s just a leash, a collar and a leash like you would walk any dog with. She is very shy about removing her clothes so she does it quickly, and doesn’t try to move or show herself off, jsut following orders. Once the collar is on I walk her around the property.
Dawn is breaking, so she can see how remote we are. The cabin is nestled back in a valley well wreathed with trees, the rugged terrain breaking in rockfalls near the grassy lows. No one else is here, and what are the odds of anyone coming. The realtor told me the place was picturesque, and just what I needed to write in peace with no chance of an interruption. I walk her around the edges of the grass, until we get to the small stand of pine where I have dug the grave. I surrounded the edge with rocks, and at one end there is a little rock pile that looks like a marker. She is silent. Dread, now, she always feels dread, but at the same time it’s such a romantic scene, and isn’t this really what she wanted? I don’t stop to show her the ant piles I have been feeding, laying out sugar for, and she doesn’t notice them, or doesn’t make the connection.
I take her around back to the Dog Kennel. This is my own addition. White concrete, and 10 foot fence with barbed wire on top. One way in or out, strong steel pipes for the fence, and a drain in the concrete down by one end. I cuff her hand behind her back to the pole nearest the drain and leave her squatting there while I go back in the cabin. I mix a gallon of harsh, salty brine, and bring it back with a funnel. She asks why, then looks down and apologizes for asking. They all want to know the why of everything at first. Then they will just ask if I am going to hurth them any more. Then they will stop asking, just look up at me, panting, groaning, waiting for whatever comes next. I’m in a good mood now, so I answer her question, tell her the saltwater will purge all the mud out of her gut. She tilts her head back like a good girl, holding the funnel delicately between her teeth, and drinks the brine a cup at a time. It takes a while, because I don’t force it.
It will take a while to work through her and I am out of sorts. I hate this time. I am too wired to sleep but without anything to do feeling the lack of sleep the night before. Need to eat for energy but stomach is tight and tense. Feeling sweaty and clammy from the long drive but I don’t want to shower before I have mucked out the kennel and hosed down the pig. I hate this empty waiting, but the purge needs time. It will be worth it, she will be clean through, degraded from all the mud hosing out of her and sitting right in it, and dehydrated from all the salt so her skin will be flush and taught against her meat, her eyes bright. The dehydration makes her breath come hot and quick too. They don’t know it but this sweet moment is, to me, the moment they start to end. Hot, flush, pulse fast, body fighting back, burning their inner reserves away. She’s ready to start now. Finally.

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Community Service – Part One

BANG. BANG. BANG.
“Sharon, get your lazy ass out of bed,” Margo yelled between forceful knocks on the dorm room door. The fact she even had to go through this little charade agitated the young red head beyond words. There was no way in hell Sharon was still asleep, Margo was pounding loud enough to wake a corpse. The Blackberry in her back pocket started to vibrate, indicating a text message was received. Margo cursed very softly as she fished the phone out of her designer jeans.
sorry. sick. will do next month’s event. promise!!!
“You’re a selfish coward,” Mar screamed at the door. She quickly spun around on the heels of her new Prada boots and stormed down the hall in a huff. The young coed was angry enough to punch out a decrepit old lady. No wonder she had run unopposed for the job of Sorority Philanthropy director. Wrangling a pack of rich, spoiled, self-absorbed prima-donnas was a task straight from hell.
Despite her sarcastic, tough jock attitude, Margo was always very caring. Giving up one Saturday of her month to help the less fortunate didn’t seem like the end of the world. She’d like to believe her adopted sisters felt the same way. Yet, the hallway of the college dormitory resembled a western town at high noon. One of the doors slowly started to creek open before suddenly slamming shut again.
“Good grief,” Margo thought to herself. “They’ve learned the sound of my freaking footsteps.”
As she rounded the corner, Mar noticed a small group of girls waiting for the elevator. One of the ladies spotted Margo in the corner of her eye and hit the button again.
“Hang on! Wait you guys,” Margo yelled, sprinting as fast as her muscular thighs could.
Remarkably, every other sorority girl had seemingly to gone deaf overnight. The flock of girls avoided eye contact and faked small talk, allowing the steel doors to nearly close in Margo’s face.
“When did I get the plague?” she grumbled to herself before kicking the elevator door.
Mar hurried down the stairs and shoved the side exit open, the chill morning air gushing in. The strong wind blew around her auburn hair as she raced across the campus green. Margo lowered her head and wished she had worn more than just the thin sorority hoodie.
She passed by a male student who twisted his neck around and looked her over. Margo paid it little notice. Four years of high school sports had given her broad shoulders and a round, thick ass. Men “subtly” eyeballed her everywhere she went.
The attention was nice but it was one more reason she never liked doing community service alone. The school wouldn’t use a shuttle bus for less than five people and she’d need to walk through some rougher parts of Pittsburgh.
The gated entrance of her college was almost like the checkpoint to a United States embassy. Once Margo crossed past the fence she was in a completely different world. In a matter of a few blocks the entire environment transformed, the brownstone buildings giving way to barred windows on graffiti covered housing projects.
Margo quickened her pace as she crossed below the underpass, desperate not to attract the attention of a group of homeless people warming by an oil drum fire.
She turned left on to MLK Drive just as the wind picked up again. Margo her big doe eyes and pulled the directions out of her hoodie.
“606? 909? You’re so useless Sharon.”
Mar would have liked proper printed out direction with a map. Sharon had just lazily wrote a number on to a torn scrap of paper, she didn’t even bother to put the street name. Margo kept flipping the paper over, completely unsure of if the numbers were intended to be 6’s or 9’s.
Margo mumbled to herself and crumbled up the paper, tossing it towards the nearest full dumpster. Looks like she’d have to check both buildings, not a big deal, but she was certainly going to chew Sharon out once she got back.
Margo inspected her surroundings as she climbed the stairs of 606 MLK Drive. Her gut told her this was the right building. It looked just like the kind of places she helped renovate for previous community service events- an evicted, rotting building complete with broken windows and spilled garbage.
The sound of voices inside filled her mind with a small relief, the project organizer must already be working. She knocked on the front door, a much more polite knock than in the dorms. She waited a moment before knocking again.
The voices inside started talking faster but she couldn’t make out actual sentences. While waiting, Margo pulled out a small pocket mirror and inspected her appearance. The winter weather had made her cheeks even rosier than usual. Even her small, upturned nose was now a pink shade, creating a cute, cartoon rabbit appearance.
The door slowly creaked open and Mar shoved the mirror in her purse. Out walked a muscular black man in a white tank top and a flat brim, red ball cap.
“Hello, I’m Margo,” she said cheerfully. “I’m here to help with the community service.”
The young man just stared at her for a second before catching up to speed. “Oh yeah, cool. Names D’Marcus,” he said with a quick handshake. “We’re in the last room on the left. Glad you made it,” he stated while holding the door open for her.
Margo smiled and headed down the hall. D’Marcus seemed rather surprised at first. It must have been because she showed up alone and they were expecting a lot of help. Make no mistake, Margo was going to be writing her sisters up. They had just made her and the entire sorority look bad.
When everyone is short on their required hours they better not…
The thought ended abruptly as she entered the room. There was a heavy, hazy smoke and it reeked from marijuana. Rap music blared from a crappy, old stereo. Four other young black men relaxed on beat up old sofas, all wearing various red items. On the table sat an open switch blade, bricks of cocaine, and a heavy, black handgun.
Without a word Margo spun around to bolt out of the room, colliding with D’Marcus. He wrapped his arms around her and heel kicked the apartment door closed.
“This little bitch is named Margo,” he said through a wicked grin. “She’s here to help y’all niggas with some community service.”
Margo’s heart raced as laughs and evil grins filled the room.
“Damn son, a fucking red haired bitch,” exclaimed a rather short thug. “I never got to jump a red head before.”
The word “jump” nearly destroyed her inside. Margo’s worst fears were coming true.
An obese gangster, rubbed at his crotch. “Look at that sweater. You know them sorority girls are all huge sluts.”
Margo was horrified. Could he actually think she’d like this? The lankiest of the men sat up to get a better look at her.
“Shit man, never mind the sweater,” he explained. “Look at her skin color. All white girls are secret sluts.”
Margo open her mouth and words just started to pour out uncontrollably. “Please don’t hurt me! I went to a wrong house. This was a mistake,” she cried. “I will go and won’t tell anyone what I saw. I promise! You can take my purse. Don’t hurt me.”
A very angry gangster, dressed in an old fashion suit and sunglasses, stood up and slapped her across the face.
“We can? You ever think you can ever tell a black man what to do, you’re a worthless little honkey trick,” the suited man scolded with a still raised fist. “You don’t even have the right to talk to us. Niggas, don’t give this white she-devil the satisfaction of a fuck. I say we give her a proper beat down and dump the body some where.”
Margo wasn’t sure if she was going to vomit, faint, or both. How could someone she had never met hate her so much? D’Marcus managed to keep her from rag-dolling to the floor, though he just wanted her standing so he could continue rubbing his crotch on her ass.
“Get off you’re fucking high horse man,” D’Marcus scolded. “Enjoy some white tail with us. You wanna leave this apartment alive, baby?”
“Oh god yes. I will do whatever you want,” Mar explained as tear began to roll down her rosy cheeks. D’Marcus kissed her neck and groped her breasts. Margo closed her eyes and whimpered.
“What a smart little white slut,” D’Marcus cooed as he continued to leave hickeys on her neck. Without warning he let go and she fell to the floor with a thud. The lanky gangster pointed and let out an obnoxious laugh.
“Strip to your fucking panties, NOW!” D’Marcus ordered.
Grunting, Margo made it to her feet. She reached for her sweatshirt and then stopped. Her mind was having a war with itself. Mar knew she had to do what they said. Her life depended on it. Still, another part of her was screaming no. Doing this would change her forever. She’d be broken inside. Looking up, she saw all the gazing eyes and lecherous smiles. Never before had she felt so violated. Why didn’t…
Hurry the fuck up you lazy cracker,” the suited man snarled through clenched teeth. “ You don’t want to see me pissed off.”
Margo didn’t see how the dark skinned man could get any angrier than he already was, but she wasn’t about to test the theory. In a blink of an eye her sorority sweater was on the ground. She fumbled with the buttons on the Abercrombie dress shirt, biting her lip to keep from crying. The open shirt slid down her back, sending a shiver along with it. The thugs jeered and laughed at the new sight: two full, curvaceous, pale breasts hidden behind a lacy deep blue bra.
“What a fucking sight,” proclaimed the littlest thug. “A red haired bitch in a blue bra. It even gotta cute little bow in the middle.”
The bow. Her heart skipped the beat, a terrifying revelation dawning. Mar dressed this morning half a sleep, rushing to not be late. She didn’t even remember what she choose, but she always matched. The blue bow bra could only mean…
“Wake up white gurl,” the fat man said while snapping his fingers. “Get them jeans off.”
Margo felt light headed again as the room swirled. “Please, I have credit cards. Three of them! I’ll give you the pin!” she blabbered.
“We can have the cards if you’re alive or not.” The angriest member stated as he cracked his knuckles.
Margo practically jumped out of her Prada boots. Her trembling hands struggled to undo the belt. Her eyes closed in fear as the skin tight jeans peeled to the ground, dreading what was coming next. Please, please, please have worn something else. Why did she even buy those panties? Her parents were right to have scolded her. Why didn’t she listen?
There was no hooting or hollering like when she took off her shirt. There was just a hushed silence that slowly filled a room, a group revelation that confirmed her worst fear. Peering through half shut eyes, Margo saw slacked jaws on all of the thugs. Even the man wearing shades looked pleasantly surprised.
“Shit son,” the lankiest criminal exclaimed through a Cheshire cat grin. He shook his heads in disbelief, taking a moment to find the right words. “This slut came gift wrapped,” he yelled before breaking into a full chest laugh.
The others quickly joined in, their voices more rowdy and spiteful than before. Margo could only lower her head and sob. The man was telling the truth. The only thing hiding her sex was a dainty, lace covered, blue g-string. The back of the lingerie was just two slithers of fabric forming a t shape, with an actual blue birthday present bow sewed to the center.
The young redhead couldn’t even bare to look at the thugs expressions. She kept her eyes glued to the dirty apartment floor and slowly moved her hands behind her back, a futile attempt cover her very exposed ass.
“Turn around and stick that ass out,” D’Marcus ordered with a finger twirling motion. Margo quickly complied, meekly spinning around, her legs as soft as noodles. Her ass shook a little, but only from fear.
The angriest thugs open palm connected right on the center of Margo’s behind. She leaped and let out a startled, high pitch squeal that pleased the gangsters.
“I know you white bitches have gold fish brains, but this is unacceptable,” belittled the suited man. “My nigga just told you stick that pale ass out.”
Margo quickly arched her back, her ass poking out towards the approaching gangsters. The flow of tears down her face steadied as everyone closed in. The shaded man continued to squeeze and grope it.
“God damn, I’ve never seen a white bitch with so much booty,” he exclaimed mid inspection. “Who said you were allowed this cracker?”
Margo’s lips were moving before her brain even registered the question. “Well…uh…I…uh…mostly.. m…my genetics. I do…um..s-s-sports… ran track….swam….crew t-t-teaam,” her sentence ended in another high pitch squeal as a different hand struck her left cheek. It was the short man, smiling from ear to ear.
“Typical white bitch. Thinks she can have anything she wants,” the lanky thug commented as he massaged her breasts. “These titties are nice and firm gurl. Daddy buy you them?”
Margo tried to choke in another sob as invading hands explored every inch at her. “No sir. My breasts are real,” she explained in a near whisper. Fattie shook his head, clearly not convinced.
“Going have to see for myself,” the chubby thug stated as he ripped the bra off her body.
His surprise invasion startled Mar, she rose to her tip toes and shrieked again. Her breasts jiggled and bounced, the pink nipples freed from the restrictive bra, again pleasing the men.
“Shit son, we haven’t even fucked this slut yet and she already shrieking,” the fat man said between licks of her left breast. Margo slightly shifted her body away from the thug’s invading tongue, but it just raised the right breast invitingly to the angrier thug.
“ All white cunts are like that,” the shaded thug explained as if he was an expert. “ These assholes think they’re untouchable and their shit don’t stank. Isn’t that true, baby?” he asked before biting on her right nipple.
Margo gasped, in pain and slight pleasure, from his bite. Her stomach turned again as her mind raced for an answer to the question. She could answer honestly and risk angering the thug by disagreeing. On the other hand, agreeing would supply him with more hateful lies. There was no right answer and the thug knew it.
“Whatever you say,” she pleaded as ten sets of hands tugged her around, treating the coed as if she was a rag doll. “Please, I beg you, don’t kill me. I’m only twenty years old.”
D’Marcus scoffed as he walked over to the stereo. “You wanna live to see twenty one?” he threatened while turning the volume up. “Shake that pudgy, pale ass.”
The gang members collapsed onto nearby the sofas and chairs as a bass line poured out of the speakers. They all sat their laughing and passing a blunt. It was in that moment Margo truly understood the situation. These men were monsters. They didn’t see her as another human being, but just a fun, little distraction. She was meat to starving animals and they wouldn’t think twice about putting a bullet in her head. If she wanted to make it out of this room alive, she’d have to be everything they wanted.
Margo was a survivor. She’d give them everything they could imagine and more. They’d never know what hit them.
Mar wiped a tear from her eye and started to wiggle her full ass to the pulsating beat.
Time for some real community service.

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Next Move: The Fitting

Sara needs to be fitted out for the game, but she has no idea what is being fitted, teh game, or even why. A little bit of mind play, restriction and sensations.

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My new, older neighbor visits me

The first time he came over, it wast that weird. He just moved into the neighborhood and wanted to meet people. He came over, introduced himself, talked for a bit and left. Then he started coming over more often. On random days. My parents just accepted it, saying he really wanted to make new friends. But every time he came over he would end up staring at me.
Now I’ve never had a boyfriend before, or had sex. Let alone have an older man stare at me. I thought he was handsome. Very handsome in fact.
One day my parents actually invited him over to have a dinner and movie night. When I heard about this my heart raced. I decided to wear tight shorts and a very tight shirt that showed off my full breasts. I didn’t know why I wanted to dress up like that for him, but I did. He came over around 8. I answered the door.
“Hello Mr. James”
“Please Phaedra, just call me James.” I blushed.
“Sure thing…James”
He smiled and I moved to let him in the door my parents greeted him and they had a conversation. I got my phone out and started playing a game. After a while James came over to me and sat next to me on the couch. He was pretending that he was looking at the game I was playing. But I knew he was looking down my shirt. Then my mother called us for dinner and he got up and helped me up, he grabbed my waist when I stood up. Then he just walked to the kitchen. I sat next to him.
He complimented my mothers cooking and talked sports with my dad. I wasn’t very interested. But then I felt something warm touch my thigh. It was James’ hand. I snuck a quick glance at him and he winked then moved his hand back up to the table.
He kept touching my thigh. Getting closer and closer to my young pussy every time. I was getting very horny.
“What kind of movies do you like, James?” My mom asked
“I’m up for anything”
“Great! I have the perfect movie. Not for kids though. So goodnight Phaedra.”
I nodded, took care of my dishes and headed to my room. I could hear them laughing and talking and I wish I could be out there still. With James touching my thigh. I wanted him to touch my pussy. To fuck me. I wanted to suck his dick. to please him. i always had a fantasy about being dominated by older men. When I got into my room I shut the door and started touching myself, leaning against the door. Why did I want James so bad?
Then there was a knock on my door. I fixed my self and opened the door. James was there.
“I just wanted to say goodnight.”
I stood there for a second, silent. My heart racing.
“And to apologize for staring at you earlier. You are just so beautiful, I couldn’t help it.”
“It’s fine” he smiled.
“Perfect. Goodnight…gorgeous”
I had an amazing orgasm that night.
James didn’t come over that often anymore. He said because he got an amazing job and was trying to keep it. But I missed him. Every day I started thinking more and more about him, fantasizing about him. Touching myself because of him. I really wanted him to be my first. But I was under age and I was probably wrong about what he felt for me. A girl could still dream though.
“Goodbye Phaedra! See you tomorrow! If you need anything just call us.”
My parents left. They were going to some boring business convention for the night. I had just planned to watch a movie and snack. I went into my room and put on a very comfortable white silk dress one of my friends bought me. (I wasn’t allowed to have “sexy” clothes like that) then I laid down on the couch and started a movie. I started to drift off when there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and there was James wearing a red button up shirt that showed off his lean body and black jeans. He looked down at me in my white silk dress and smiled. I could see a bulge in his pants form. I blushed.
“My parents aren’t home right now”
“I know. I came to see you, if that’s alright.”
“Umm…sure. Come in. I don’t think my parents would mind”
He sat down on the couch, making himself comfortable. I made some popcorn, got us some pop and sat down with him. We watched the movie together. And every once in a while he would move closer to me. I looked over at him and he looked away quickly. I looked down at my silk dress, realizing you could clearly see my breasts through it, along with my red panties. They matched his shirt. Knowing that he had been staring at my breasts turned me on.
“Have you ever had a boyfriend?” James asked.
“What?”
“Uh…have you ever had a boyfriend?”
“No…” I responded, a little ashamed.
“Have you…have you…”
“Have I what?” I asked turning to face him, muting the movie.
“I find you attractive, if you haven’t guessed from me staring at you and I know this is not the best thing to ask to a 14 year old…but, I was just wondering if you are a virgin?”
“Yes.”
The bulge grew again. But he didn’t ask anything else so I un-muted the movie again. A few minutes later he had his hand on my thigh, his fingers a but under the seam in my dress. Then, like that day at dinner he move his hands up my thigh closer to my pussy. But this time he didn’t pull away. Once he got to my pantie line he stopped. By now I was already very wet. He paused for a moment then brushed his hand over my panties.
I breathed out slowly. He laughed.
“Have you ever done anything with a guy?” I shook my head. He just smiled then turned off the movie. “Well tonight, we fix that.”
He stood up and lifted me up. He grabbed me and kissed me hard, holding my waist and the back of my neck. He moved the hand on my waist to my ass and squeezed. I was putty in his hands. He pulled back then lifted my dress up.
“I’ve been waiting a long time to see these beautiful breasts naked. To taste them.” He pushed me down onto the couch and started sucking on my breast, grabbing the other one hard. While he sucked he started to pinch and twist my nipple. Then he bit my nipple and I gasped.
He looked up at me, concerned. “Did that hurt?”
I moaned “not at all” he continued to fondle my breasts.
“They are even better than I imagined. Now it’s time to get to the good stuff.”
He looked at me hungrily. Then he lifted me up and carried me to my room. He started to unbutton his shirt. I got on my knees and started to undo his pants.
“Well, someone isn’t as innocent as they seem.”
I pulled down his pants and then slowly, his underwear. His massive cock sprung out of his pants. I just stared at it.
“You’re huge!” I yelled, grabbing his dick. I licked the tip of his cock, not really sure what to do. He grabbed the back of my neck, tangling his fingers in my brown hair. Then he pushed my face closer to him, forcing his dick into my mouth. I started to gag, but he kept going.
“Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Take my cock. Suck it.” I gagged a bit more before he took it out and I could breathe again. But that didn’t last long. He started fucking my face, making me gag every time he went in. “Touch yourself” he ordered, and I obeyed.
Then he pulled out. His dick and my chin covered in spit. “Maybe I went to hard on you for your first time…” He said looking down at me trying to catch my breathe. I shook my head and licked up his cock.
“It was perfect.” I responded. He pulled me up again and set me on my bed.
“Your turn.” He mumbled before ripping my panties off and opening my legs. He started to rub my clit and I breathed in sharply. He went faster and faster. I grabbed onto the sheets and arched my back, withering in orgasm.
“That was amazing” I sighed
“Oh, we are no where near done yet, sweetie” this time he brought a finger down to my opening and shoved it in. “God you are so wet and tight”
He started fingering me while looking up at me. I was already nearing a second orgasm. And when he put two fingers in me, I lost it.
Before I finished my orgasm he started licking my clit, making overlapping orgasms. I started moaning really loudly and he just kept going. Licking and sucking my clit and fingering me.
“That’s it girl. That’s it. Moan for me” he said quickly before returning. I reached another orgasm and screamed, grabbing and pulling his hair, screaming his name. When I calmed down he kissed up my body and kissed me on the lips.
“I love hearing you screaming my name”
He laid on the bed and pulled me on top of him. “Now ride my cock.”
I kissed him before I grabbed his huge, throbbing cock and started sliding down
It. He moaned a little when the tip of his cock was in me. And we both shared a moan when I moved down his shaft. I put my hands on his chest ad started to slowly ride him. He put his hands on my waist, urging me to go faster, so I did.
“Yes. Yes. Oh yes. Ride me. I love your virgin pussy. Oh god. So tight. Oh yes.”
I started to get close to anther orgasm so I sped up even more. My pussy righted more as I came on his adult dick. He moved so i was under him again ad started to thrust into me really hard and fast. I was moaning again. He grabbed my face and made me look at him.
“I’m gonna cum.” He got off the bed and I got on my knees and started to suck him off again. “I wanna cum on those beautiful breasts of yours.” I sucked him more before I leaned back as stroked him. Cum shot onto my face and breasts and James let out a long sigh.
“You look beautiful with my cum all over you. Thank you baby”
I wiped some cum off my face and sucked on my fingers. “Can we do this again?” I asked.
“Yes, but for now, shower.” I obeyed and showered. When I got out he was gone but my phone was out on my bed with his number written on a piece of paper next to it, on the paper was written “I expect some sexy photos of you out of the shower”

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