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What did you say? [ Pt. 2 ]

Hello, if you haven’t read the first part, I suggest that you do, then you will know about some things that are referring to the first one.All I wanted to say is that I hope you enjoy because the third part could be the final. If you did enjoy it, then there will be many more parts. PS: I will not stop writing stories just because I suck at them, I will keep writing because I enjoy it, and I will be getting better at it. Anyways, enjoy!
[ Part 2 ]
The next morning, after a very quiet night of awkward stares, and silent genstures, I woke up, not only feeling older, but about to do a very adult like thing.
I’m going to fuck my mother.
I know if, maybe I don’t do it now, I never will in the near future, plus it’s better to start on the sex now and do what ever later. Right now, I should only be worrying about the present.
I slowly walked down the staires, and saw Mom sitting on the couch, watching TV.
“Mom?” I asked quietly.
“Yes honey?”
“I’ve been thinking and-” Before I could even finish, she had already stripped down to her pink panties, and was in the process of taking off her matching pink bra. How did she know I was gonna say yes? Oh well, all I know is my dick is hard and I want some of her pussy.
I have absolutely no Idea what I was getting myself into. I’ve never fucked a woman, and I am now about to fuck the only person I know who has already fucked. Come to think of it, it’s a little weird that I’m about to revisit the same place that I came into this world from, except in the same fasion my father did it.
Back to reality, Mom’s huge boobs and her amazing ass looked so hot, I was about to blow my load just by looking at her. I didn’t know what to say, I never fucked a woman and in all of the porn I’ve seen, it was usually silent. I took off my jeans, then started to slide down my boxers, but Mom stoped me. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her left breast. It felt amazing, I had a million thoughts rushing through my mind, and- I am starting to rethink the idea of fucking Mom… I don’t know, I’m really confused. I’m a horny sixteen year old, who wants to fuck his own mother, but I don’t know. I’m starting to think about what people will think if they ever find out.
“Mom!” I said, just as she put her lips around the head of my 7 1/2in dick. “We can’t do this!”
“Why not?” She said, sounding a little sad.
“If people ever find out, like if you tell someone when you’re drunk, then what do you think people will see of us?” I said, actually hoping she would stop. This is what I’ve always wanted, but If someone found out- that could be the end. “Mom, I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, but i don’t know if we can do this now.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I want to fuck you, but I don’t know if right now is the right time. Okay?”
“Okay.” She sighed. “I love you, more than as a son.”
“I love you too, more than as a Mom.”
“See, that’s what I don’t understand!” She said. “If you love me like you say you do, you wouldn’t care what people would think if they found out. Plus, I’ve already have started to suck your dick, can I at least finish that?”
I had to think. “No, because if you do, it’s gonna lead to more things, and I don’t know if this is the time.”
“When will be the time?” She asked.
I’m beginning to question whose the real horny teenager here.
“I don’t know.”
“Okay, can you atleast do that thing you did earlier yesterday?” She asked.
“Do what?”
“When you barley stuck your toungue in my-” She pointed at her pussy.
“Mom! We can’t! Not yet!” I said, louder. What am I doing? I want her so fucking bad!
I quickly grabbed my clothes and started running up the stairs. I went to my room and locked my self inside.
I went to my bed and slowly started to stroke my stiff cock, even thought it could’ve been in action right now. My dick went soft and I quit stroking it. I am starting to rethink my decision.
I didn’t know what else to do, I’m afraid of what people will see of us if they ever found out, I just need some rest. I slowly lay down my head and slowly drifted asleep.
When I woke up the clock said 5:35PM.
Am I getting a party for my sixteenth birthday? Or was fucking my present? Is it too late to fuck her now? Gah! I hate waking up horny.
I really want to fuck Mom now, I don’t know what I was thinking, but I do know that if I don’t fuck her tonight, I got the whole weekend to do it.
I put on some clothes, and slowly headed down our carpeted stairs, to see Mom passed out on the couch. I walked up in front of her, she was still naked, so she didn’t pass out too long after I did. She was unbilievably sexy the way she qwas posing, despite what I said earlier, I wanted to fuck her.
I don’t know the names of where I was going to fuck her at, all I knew the names of where her pussy and her ass. And I really wanted her ass. I gently flipped her over, revealing the hottest ass I’d ever seen, even hotter than the ones you see on tv and in porn. I started to jerk off, to hopefuly moisten my dick with sperm for easier entry. I blew my load in only a few strokes, and I quickly aimed as much as I could right at her ass. She squirmed a little, but didn’t show signs of being fully awake.
I slowly and softly slid the head into her ass. Then all of the sudden, both of her eyes flew open.
I froze
[ End of Part 2 ]

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Happy Anniversary: Part 1

DISCALIMER: This is a work of fiction and any likeness to any person or persons, real or fictional, is pure coincidence.
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Hi, my name is Connor and this is a true story, probably the best thing that has ever happened to me. But before I get too much into that I guess I should give you some background info. I am 18 and about 6 foot even. I’m not like ripped but I have some muscle definition and shaggy brown hair. All in all I look like a skater when I’m really not. I’ve been dating this girl Tracie for about 3 years now and she is just a few months older than me.
Tracie is honestly one of the hottest girls I have ever met. She is about 5’6”, which is good ‘cause I like shorter girls, with blonde hair that is down to about the middle of her back. And she has these amber eyes that I could just stare at all day. She is pretty thin with a 36C bra size and a nice sized ass for her build.
Anyway, every summer, in June, Tracie’s parents go out of town for about a week for their anniversary, which happens to also be Tracie and ME’s anniversary leaving Tracie and he younger sister, Mikayla who is only 14, to take care of themselves. So I usually end up just spending the week at her house and telling my parents I’m at a friend’s or something and Mikayla never says anything.
We’ve been having sex for a while now so what we do during that week is nowhere out of the ordinary. One great thing about her though is that she is very adventurous when it comes to sex. The only thing she would never do is bestiality, and although it’s a major turn on for me, I’m cool with it. Anyway, this past anniversary, the best thing ever happened, and well….here it is.
Chapter 1
I drove up to Tracie’s house the day after her parents had left and walked up to the door, using the key in the fake rock to let myself in. As soon as I stepped in I could hear the dog tags on their husky, Bolt, as he ran up to immediately sniffing my leg. I slipped my shoes off and scratched him behind the ears, “Hey Bolt! Who’s a good boy?? Huh?”
Bolt let out a small bark as if to answer. “That’s right! You are!” I said. “Now be quiet I’m going to try and surprise Tracie.”
I slowly climbed up the stairs, making sure to skip the one the creaks and went down the hallway up to the door to her room and attempted to open it. “That’s weird, it’s never locked” I thought.
Right then I heard the door to the bathroom open right behind me and I spun around, startled.
“When did you get here Connor?” Tracie said to me, trying to hide her excitement.
Still trying to catch my breath from the scare she gave me, I said, “I just got here I wanted to surprise you. Happy anniversary, Babe.”
She jumped the few steps and wrapped her legs around me, with me grabbing her ass to hold her up. She put her arms behind my head and gave me a deep passionate kiss.
“Damn,” I said lowering her down, “This is going to be a great week.”
“You have no idea,” she said, subtly touching my touching my crotch, “So what did you get me?”
“Your gift is out in the car, I can go get it if you want.”
“No…it can wait. I think you should un-wrap my gift now.” She said with a sly tone. “It’s in my room.”
She led my over by the hand to her room, pulling the key out of her bra and unlocking the door. “Close your eyes tight or you won’t get it.” She said.
I did as I was told and closed my eyes as tight as possible and allowed her to lead me into her room. “Keep them closed while I put the final touches on it, no peeking.” She teased.
“Of course, Tracie. I promi-“ right then I heard a very muffled sound coming from where her bed was, “Umm what was that?” I asked.
“Open your eyes and look,” she purred in the most seductive voice I had ever heard her use.
I opened my eyes and saw the most amazing thing I had ever seen in my life. Tracie was standing completely nude one leg on her best and a few fingers already in her pussy warming herself for me and next to her laying on the bed was her 14 year old sister Mikayla with her wrists bound together behind her back and something pink in her mouth.
“What is this Tracie?” I asked.
“Well last night I heard some weird noises coming from her room so I went to check it out. Turns out that this little whore,” and as she said that she shoved a few fingers into Mikayla’s pussy, her face lighting up with a look of confused pleasure, “ was fingering herself.”
“And what’s the big deal?” I asked
“She was moaning your name. Just saying ‘Connor Please!’ over and over. She even licked the juices that ran down her hand. So today I waited for her to get out of the shower and surprised her. I tied her up and shoved the panties I saw her wearing last night in her mouth to gag her. I think she likes it! Happy Anniversary!”
“Are you serious right now? This is incest, not to mention rape!” I said.
“Yea, maybe but it gets me so wet. Besides I can see your boner through your pants right now. Come join us…”
Not needing a second invitation I stripped down completely allowing my cock to rise to a full 10 inches. Tracie pulled her sister up by the hair and made Mikayla stand next to her so I could get a better view. I started to take her all in while Tracie slowly kissed her up and down her back.
I had never really taken the time to look at Mikayla since she was so much younger but now that I was seeing…well….all of her I realized how sexy she really was. She was already the same height as her sister with the same length blonde hair but cat like blue eyes. Although she was about the same size as her older sister she had much larger breasts, almost double ds, and a tighter, more round ass.
She looked panicked as I approached her. I laid a hand on her breast and slowly caressed it, pinching the nipple a little harder than necessary. Then slowly I moved my hand down to her already soaked pussy and fingered it for a little bit. Slowly I pulled out the finger and brought it up to my mouth, licking the juices off of it. Then I pulled her balled up panties out of her mouth.
“P-please no!” she begged but I just ignored her. I laid her across the bed so her ass was hanging off one side and her head was hanging off the other.
“Connor,” Tracie asked, “Do you want to fuck her?”
Mikayla’s eyes widened at the question in a mix of wanting and fear. “No! I’m a virgin!” She said, starting to beg. “I’ve been saving myself…”
At that Tracie stuck three fingers in Mikayla’s ass hole sending a shudder up and down her and shutting her up. “Yea, from the sound of it you were saving yourself for Connor, be grateful.” Tracie said.
“Are you sure this is fine Tracie?” I asked tentatively.
“Yea,” she said grinning, “It kinda turns me on.”
At that I slowly walked around Mikayla, letting my hand run down her side. When I finally came to her ass I paused, almost hesitant. “This is crazy, but at the same time amazing.” I thought. “They’re both gorgeous, and I get to do whatever I want…” I shook off my fears and placed one hand on each of Mikayla’s ass cheeks, and slowly bent down, getting on my knees. I inhaled deeply through my nose and took in ever scent possible.
Tracie walked around to the other side of the bed and grabbed Mikayla’s face. “Have you ever thought about eating pussy, little sis?”
“N-no, I’m not a lesbian!” Mikayla replied adamantly.
“Well I guess there’s going to be a lot of experimenting this week. I remember the first time I ate a girl out, it was great. I just hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I did.” Tracie had this tone that made me think she was sincere, but to Mikayla probably just sounded mocking. Tracie moved her pussy right into Mikayla’s face giving her no choice but eat her out.
While Mikayla slowly and reluctantly began to eat her sister out, I squeezed her ass tightly and began to eat her out. I moved one hand down to begin rubbing her clit and the other hand to her ass hole, sticking a finger inside. I could feel her squirm but I wasn’t sure whether it was in pleasure, fear or some combination of the two.
“Mikayla, you’re going to love what comes next.” I said standing up and rubbing my cock along her slit…
To be Continued…

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Revenge, Pt 12: The Aftercare

If you havent already, go and read the firsts parts. There will be more coming very soon, I have been convinced to carry on with it for a little while longer folks. There isnt anything particulaly sexy about this part, but its one of the most important pieces you will read if youre interested in the lifestyle.

For the first time pt. 1

(Hello, Lovelies. This is a story I wrote today, so if you don’t like it, sorry. Can’t entertain them all. If you have any feedback, just leave a comment and drop it a like. Stay awesome and enjoy.)

Scott and I part 1

This is a teen gay story, if that is not your thing, do not read more. This is purely fictional, all events and people are purely fictional.

Beach Volleyball

It was just the seven of us at Andy’s parents’s cottage for a long four day weekend. Friends, celebrating the end of their senior year of high school. The cottage itself lay alone on a multi-acre plot of land with its own private piece of shore. There was myself, a modest looking guy 5’10’’ 140 pounds with brown hair and a non-descript face, Andy, who at 6’4, 190 pounds had been accepted into the Air Force Academy, and Mike, the same height as me who weight in at about 20 more pounds.
We were part of the preppy crowd all through high school, in honors and advanced placement classes, and we brought with us three like minded girls. There was Liz, a 5’6’’voluptuous olive skinned girl of Greek descent who had the most delightful curves and just the perfect amount of meat on her. She had wavy brown hair that dipped below her shoulders, and the fullest lips you’d ever see. Her perky c-cup breasts nicely filled a red and yellow floral patterned bikini.
Kat was in the same build as Liz, though a bit thicker, and a bit more stacked on top. She had slightly darker skin, and much more angular facial features than Liz. She also had a good amount of muscle on her 5’4 frame. D cups strained at the fabric of her small red bikini, and in a risqu?ove, her bottoms were a tight red thong.
Rachel was tall, almost reaching six feet, with straight blonde hair, and a thin frame. She had long thin legs that ended in a perfectly sculpted ass. She had on a small pink string bikini with a top that safely hid little A-cups. Her face always carried that slight smirk that blond girls tend to have.
Finally there was Beth, Crawford’s girlfriend, a short 5’3 with thick, but not too thick legs and wide hips Her pink and brown tankini hid a surprisingly firm ass and nice b-cups. She had cherubian facial features and big blue eyes.
We were currently embroiled in a deathmatch of a volleyball game, girls against guys. It would have been just for fun, but Rachel had been on the varsity team since she was a sophomore. She was going all out trying to will her team to victory.
Both sides had already won one game, and the score had just reached 15 apiece (playing to 25), thanks to a vicious spike by Rachel.
“Jesus,” I said “I’ve never seen someone try so hard just to lose before.” This got under her skin, I knew.
“Who said anything about losing?” she growled.
“That first game.” We had trounced them 25-15 the first game, but they’d rallied to win the second 25-21.
“Wanna bet on it? We win, you buy us dinner.”
“Fine,” the guys agreed. “What if we win? Mike asked. Rachel just shrugged her shoulders. A plan was forming in my head.
“Well, since it’s a private beach, if we win…” I paused for effect, grinning devilishly, “you girls go topless.”
“For the rest of the night?”
“For the rest of the weekend,” Andy said, grinning evilly at Beth.
“Then you have to buy us dinner for the entire weekend,” Rachel countered.
“Fine,” I said, hoping my wallet wouldn’t have to take the hit. We all looked back and forth at one another.
“Shake?” Mike finally asked. The four girls looked back and forth and after a moments hesitation nodded. Everyone shook on it, and we resumed playing, with newfound intensity. Rachel, somewhat of a diva that she was wanted to be treated the whole weekend. We guys all knew what we were playing for.
Rachel’s tenacity paid off early as they grabbed the next few points, taking a 17-15 lead. “I think I want lobster tonight,” she sneered at me after I’d dove for a return and missed. The guys rallied back to take an 18-17 lead, and I looked triumphantly at Rachel. She stared coldly into space. We traded points until the score was 23-22 in favor of us.
“Two more points,” I informed the girls, knowing they would not come easy. Unfortunately for them the three of us moderately athletic guys proved to be more than enough of a match for a one girl team. The 24th point came after a long volley in which Rachel barely carried a shot out of bounds. The 25th came easy, a few shots after our next serve.
Rachel kicked the sand. “Line up,” I said triumphantly. The three girls stood facing us with their hands on their hips, glaring. We walked up behind them and one by one pulled loose bikini strings. Andy had Beth’s tankini top in his hands, and grabbed the rest of the tops one by one. The girls stood there, covering themselves, too embarrassed to move. Finally, Crawford grabbed his girlfriend’s arms and wrestled them away and behind her back until she was exposed for all to see. They were just as perky as they looked, with nice small areola’s.
“Come on Rachel, I’m sure they’re bigger than mine,” I teased. She put her hands on her hips and started towards me, mouth open, ready to yell. She made it before she realized what she’d done and covered herself once more, blushing and falling silent. Too late, I’d gotten a good look. They were tiny, but they were there.
Behind her Kat snorted with laughter and dropped her hands. Her large breasts fell, but only an inch. They were magnificent. She grinned and pinched her nipples. Finally I approached Liz, still too shy to reveal herself. “I’ll make you if I have to,” I told her. She just shook her head nervously. I walked around behind her, her head followed, watching my steps. I put my hands on her shoulders and started massaging. She relaxed visibly, a small moan of pleasure escaping her lips. “Calm down” I told her, running my fingernails down her back and up again. She shuddered at this, and her arms fell slightly. I tried to move them completely, but they still wouldn’t budge. I moved my hands back to her shoulders, then lightly down her back, going all the way to the top of her bikini bottoms. My hands encircled her waist, then my fingers deftly went under her bottoms and jerked them down an inch, just enough go get her attention.
Her hands flew to keep me from pantsing her and when she did, I grabbed her wrists. She dropped to the ground and curled up in an attempt to cover herself. I wrestled with her for a moment, my cock taking some notice in my trunks, until I finally slipped an arm in behind hers, holding her in a one-armed full nelson.
With some effort, I lifted her to her feet, for all to see. Unfortunately, all could also see my hard-on. To hide it, I made sure I was right behind her, knowing she could probably feel my cock pressing against her back. I held her so that everyone could get a good look, then finally let her go. She didn’t immediately cover herself, she just scratched her back absent mindedly where my cock had been.
I realized that neither Mike nor Andy had probably fared any better, and I was right. Andy was kissing beth, a hand just cupping the bottom of her breast, and Mike was staring agape at Rachel and Kat who were in turn staring agape at his pants.
Liz awkwardly stared at Andy and Beth for a moment, before deciding I was a better place to look. Her eyes stayed right at waist level as she spaced out. “Uh, I’m up here,” I said mimicking the haughty complaint of many a well endowed movie bimbo.
“Huh?” she said, looking up, then realized what was going on and turned away.
“It’s ok, I’m sure I’ll return the favor a hundred times over.” It was the truth, her round c-cups were so firm had not fallen an inch when her top came off. She grinned a little and looked up at me, something deeper dancing behind her eyes.
Meanwhile, Rachel had picked up the ball and was bouncing it to herself on her wrists. “Ready to go double or nothing panties?” Mike asked, smacking her on the ass. She looked like she was going to yell at him, but instead just smiled and shook her head.
“Looks like Beth is already going for it,” Liz whispered. Sure enough, Crawford’s hand had buried itself in his girlfriend’s pussy. To the shock of everyone, Kat walked up to them and slid them down and off Beth’s legs, flinging them at Mike. Beth looked up from her reverie momentarily, but the inexorable movements of Crawford’s hand just made her moan and plop her head back on the sand.
“Maybe we should let them be,” Liz said.
“Good idea, we need to unpack anyways,” I said smacking Liz in the ass just as Mike had done to Rachel. She looked at me incredulously. “What if he gets to do it, I do,” I said gesturing to Mike as we walked back to the drive.
“Ahem,” Kat cleared her throat. “The only one in a thong and you smack those two,” she said in a bit of mock hurt.
Rachel pinched Kat’s ass, hard, eliciting a squeal from the girl and hurried steps to get away. My eyes glazed over as I stared at Kat’s bouncing boobs. I’d never seen even one girl as attractive as these three nude, and here I practically had three…well, four, but I considered Beth to be off limits.
Rachel led her friend over to a bench that was besides the front walk to the house. She grabbed Kat and made her bend over, touching the seat. Kat wiggled her ass invitingly. Rachel gave it a hard smack and Mike followed suit, his hand lingering on her ass for a moment. I made no pretense about hitting her, then giving it a nice long squeeze. It was remarkably firm. Apparently I had the right touch because Kat’s back started to arch before I let go.
“You next?” I asked Liz. She grinned, but shook her head. “Aw come on,” I ran a hand lightly up and down her ass and upper thighs, bringing my fingers dangerously close to her pussy. “You certainly have much better to offer,” I whispered in her ear. She turned and looked at me, shocked that I had the audacity to say such a thing.
“Don’t worry, no one heard,” I said motioning towards the house. Mike was already leading Rachel inside, one hand firmly on her ass, while Kat pulled her bag out of the SUV’s luggage rack. Liz and I headed over and grabbed out things. I enjoyed the sight as she had to reach way up into the rack to get her bag, leaving her tits just hanging out there.
I came up behind her, making sure she could feel my hard cock. “I was telling the truth,” I whispered in her ear, running a hand lightly up her stomach, stopping just before her breasts. She shuddered and let out a deep sigh, before turning towards me. She had an intense look on her face, her lips parted ever so slightly. She put a finger to them, as if deep in thought and looked over my shoulder for a second before pulling me close and kissing me forcefully. Before I even had a chance to react, her tongue was in my mouth, begging for mine to come out and play. I obliged her, twirling it around, entering her mouth and running it lightly off the roof. This provoked a definite reaction as she pulled at me harder, pushing my cock into her stomach.
After several minutes, she pulled up, staring at me. Emarassed at her rash actions, she blushed and covered herself once more. I pulled at her arms and this time they fell away, a deep yearning lingering in her eyes. I ran my hands from her hips up her curves and lightly over her breasts until they lay around her neck. I pulled her close and kissed her once more before moving them to her shoulders and guiding her down.
She immediately took the hint and crouched on the driveway, her fingernails making long scratches down my stomach before they curled under my trunks and pulled them down. I opened the door to the SUV and sat on its floor while she ran her hand up and down my 6.5’’ cock. She stared at me for a moment, stroking it before I ut my hand on the back of her head. That was all the cue she needed as she moved forward and took it in her mouth.
I jumped as her tongue hit my cock with an electric passion that I’d never felt before, and tightly gripped the sides of the SUV as she started to slowly move up and down. Her perfect full lips stroked me in a way I could only have dreamed of while her tongue danced over my cock. She stared into my eyes the whole time as if to convince me that it was a sweet reality. I leaned back and interlaced my fingers behind my head, shutting my eyes and enjoying the moment.
Liz went wonderfully slow, preserving the feeling, prolonging the rush, the moment. I felt like she could suck my cock for hours, but I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. She took her mouth off it and stroked it for a minute.
“How am I doing?” she blurted. My eyes fluttered open.
“You’ve never done this before?” She bit her lip and shook her head in a kind of embarrassed way. “You’re doing wonderful,” I told her, “please don’t stop.” She smiled at the compliment and took me once more. I shut my eyes again while she continued pleasure me.
Then all of a sudden, I felt her stop and tense up. My eyes flew open to see what was the matter. Kat had come up behind her and was now stroking Liz’s hair. She stood, her boobs inches from my face, which turned me on even more.
“Don’t let me distract you,” Kat said, “I promise I won’t get in the way.” She rubbed Liz’s shoulders. At that the girl relaxed a bit and resumed her fantastic blowjob.
Kat grinned at me and shook her boobs back and forth for my benefit. I reached out and squeezed one, testing Liz’s with the other hand. Not as firm as Liz’s, but nice nonetheless. She leaned forward, letting me run my tongue over her half dollar sized areolas. They were nice and soft, jiggling with each lick.
I licked and sucked on her nipples until both were soaked. Kat had taken to fingering herself while I pleasured her. Suddenly I pulled away, “Oh god,” I said, feeling the first ripples of a powerful orgasm. Kat grinned and walked back towards the house.
“Holy shit, I’m, I’m///” I started, struggling to get the words out. “I’m gonna cum.”
“Mmhmm,” Liz said, never taking her eyes off me. That hot little gesture sent me over the edge as I started to explode in her mouth. Her eyes widened in shock at first, and she nearly pulled off, but quickly got used to the taste and dutifully stayed with her lips wrapped around me until she’d siphoned every last drop.
“Oh god you’re good at that,” I said as she pulled off, prompting a giggle and a little dribble of cum to run down her chin and splash on her breasts. She swallowed it all and beamed at me, continuing to surprise.
“Thank you,” she told me.
I was too shocked to mutter anything but “you’re welcome.”
We grabbed our stuff and headed inside to find Kat spread eagle, butt naked, fingers buried in herself on the kitchen table. She looked up at our entrance wearing a look of both “shit, I’m caught,” and “oh god do I have to stop?”
“Keep going,” I urged, and Liz watched in rapt fascination. The buxom girl continued to moan and writhe on the table for several more moments, until she could make no more noise and her back arched impossibly. Her face contorted in a look of extreme pleasure that I knew to be a very powerful orgasm.
She humped her fingers for several more seconds before finally dropping her hips to the table and sighing. Her arms and legs hung off the table and she just lay there staring into space. I was going to head upstairs with Liz, but I had a better idea. I made her get on the table on all fours over the top of Kat. Before she could protest, I stripped off her bikini bottoms and started lightly rubbing her pussy. It was already dripping wet and as she moaned, was only going to become more so.
I rubbed her slit, prompting more moans, before pushing her down closer to Kat. “Lick,” I commanded Kat as Liz’s breasts were pushed right into her face. The girl answered the call of duty as I slid my middle and ring fingers deep into Liz’s pussy. She shook, and at first I was afraid to collapse, but she found the strength to stay on her knees while I started to move in and out.
I toyed with the girl, slowly finger fucking her, occasionally pausing to rub her clit or tickle her g-spot while Kat lapped away at her nipples. I climbed onto the table for more leverage, and a feel at any of the four tits at my disposal. I could feel the muscles in Liz’s pussy contracting involuntarily at the pleasure. This, and a handful of her firm breasts made my cock rock hard once more.
I slid my fingers out and smacked Liz, hard, harder than I had before. She let out a surprised yelp, but quickly forgot about the pain as I moved behind her, rubbing my cock on her slit.
“Oh yes,” she breathed She had a handful of Kat’s hair and was practically smoothing the girl with herself. I slid myself into her, causing every muscle in her body to tense and her back to arch. I thrusted in and out slowly, bringing her up once more. I knew it wouldn’t last nearly long enough to get off, but that wasn’t my intention. I reached around and rubbed her clit while I fucked her, while Kat had no choice but to pleasure her breasts.
Liz came hard and without warning. She started screaming, and her pussy gripped my dick with such force, I was worried for a second and stopped, but only momentarily. I continued to fuck her through her orgasm which seemed like it never stopped. Her yells and moans got louder and louder. Finally after a full minute she let out one last long sigh and slid off of me, collapsing onto Kat.
I leaned back onto my knees, and as I did, I heard a crunching sound. The legs to the table gave out, and we came crashing down on top of one another. Both girls moaned as my still hard cock somehow ended up brushing both girls pussies.
I gingerly got to my feet, Liz and Kat both kneeling, trying to wipe the sweat off themselves.
‘What the fuck happened?” Andy yelled, strolling up with Beth. I looked for something to cover myself with. Liz leaned away, in modesty so I grabbed the only thing I could and pulled it in front of my crotch.
Kat stared up at me as my cock rubbed against her cheek, but said nothing and didn’t move.
“Uh, there was an unfortunate mishap with the table,” I said weakly. The two legs had snapped off completely, leaving the others intact, sloping it down sharply towards the floor. Andy was trying not to catch sight of any part of me, and Beth tried to do the same though she kept sneaking a peek.
“My parent’s are gonna kill me. We better get a new one and make up some story,” he said shaking his head and heading upstairs.
“You can let go of me now,” Kat said awkwardly.
“Hmm, nah,” I said with a laugh and humped her face. She swatted me playfully and finally succeeded in pulling away a few inches, laughing. She tood in front of me and fixed her hair. Siezing an opportunity, I slid a finger in her unguarded pussy.
“Hey!” she said, giving me a look that said anything but ‘stop.’
I grabbed a handful of her hair and turned her around facing the high end of the table. I bent her way over it, until her face touched the wood. I started fucking her, using her hips for leverage. She’d already cum recently, but she just bit her lip and let me enjoy myself.
Suddenly I felt a sensation beneath me. I looked down, and Liz was doing her best to get her tongue on my balls. I’d forgotten about her, but she smiled back at me in between thrusts. As I plowed away at Kat, she started to get horny again.
She started to moan and put her hands on the table, steadying us. Mine found her breasts and squeezed. “Harder,” she breathed, so I kneaded them even more forcefully, pinching her nipples occasionally as I went.
“Harder,” she said, louder this time, and I grabbed them with all my might, squeezing them and rolling them around in my hands until I thought they were going to pop.
“Oh fuck yes,” she said, her hair falling into her face once more. I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back with one hand, and assaulted her breasts with the other. Her wet pussy and Liz’s tongue got me close in a hurry. Kat meanwhile was close herself.
The force of my fucking was shifting the table forwards. I grabbed Kat’s tits and held her close, my dick almost ready to burst.
“Oh shit,” she breathed, and her pussy squeezed my cock, sending me into convulsions as I came nearly as hard into her as I had before. I grabbed her breasts and kept on thrusting, intent on enjoying every last second of my orgasm while Kat yelled and weathered her own.
She collapsed into the table as she finished, sliding my half limp cock out of her. As soon as it hit fresh air, it was gobbled up by Liz who cleaned every last bit of cum off me. When it finally slid out, it was completely soft, and Liz had her head rolled back, eyes shut, enjoying the taste and the moment. After several moments, she started at my, eyes momentarily widening in a look that said, “I can’t believe what just happened.”
Kat meanwhile breathed heavily, but hadn’t moved off the ground. Liz and I left her to herself, grabbing our stuff and finally making it up the stairs.

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Just Friends

Two horny friends finally admit they can’t keep their hands off each other… Perhaps there’ll be a sequel if this one gets good comments/ratings.

Their Stories – Chapters Three & Four

Chapter Three – The Second Hotel Room
“So, the next day, you met him again at the mall?”
Bobby inquired.
“Yeah,” the blonde 12 year old said. “That day, he let
me go to the arcade for a while. We played some games,
like he was my dad and all. Then he let me buy some
CD’s that I wanted, Mariah Carey and Back Street Boys,
and a portable CD player and batteries. Then I lay down
in the back seat and listened to music while we drove
to the motel.”
“Was it the same motel?” Bobby asked.
“No, different,” she said. “It took a while to get
there, but we sort of did the same thing, you know,
parked outside and rushed in.”
“And did you do the same things?”
“Well, it was a little different,” Stacey said,
wrinkling her freckled nose.Bill’s story: I took her to a new motel, not far from
the other one, but I drove around a bit to confuse her.
I had the video cam set up again, but this time I’d
also brought a Poloroid camera, to take some still
shots. See, I knew I could only get away with this for
a short time, so I was going to store all the images I
could before “blowing town.” I had her do her change in
the bathroom, into the outfit she’d worn the day
before, then taped the opening.
“Hi, my name’s Stacey. I’m 12 years old, and I’m here
to have sex with my boyfriend, Bill,” she started.
While the video cam ran, I took photos at proper
moments, like when she opened her blouse to reveal her
little training bra. Again when she raised her skirt to
show off her pink panties. Then again when she shed the
blouse, skirt and shoes, leaving her only in her socks,
panties and bra.
“What were you thinking, going out with this man a
third time?” Bobby asked gently.
“I don’t know,” she hesitated. “I was just likin’ a
boyfriend.”Bill’s story: I walked over in just my briefs again,
kissed her while fondling her little breasts, then told
her to get undressed. She responded rapidly, then
quickly got on the edge of the bed, spread her legs and
waited for me to lick her pussy. I did it quickly and
efficiently, making her cum numerous times. The
difference today was that she yelped as each orgasm
hit. She was enjoying it more, and she danged near
strangled me in a death grip as she wrapped her shapely
legs around my ears.
“So what did he ask you to do this third time?”
“Well,” Stacey began, “after he licked me and made me
cum, he told me about love pee-pee.”
Bobby hadn’t heard her use the word “cum” before, not
realizing he had said it to her. But he went on. “What
did he say about ‘love pee-pee’?”
“He said it’d make my titties get bigger faster and
make my wee-wee get hairier and bigger faster, and that
there was two ways to do it,” Stacey said.
“And those two ways were what?” Bobby asked.
“He said he could either put it my wee-wee or I could
swallow it in my mouth,” Stacey replied.Bill’s story: When she sat up, I took pictures of her
and a close-up of her wet pussy. Then I explained the
theory of how a man’s cum stimulates a woman’s hormones
and makes a girl develop more quickly. She bought it,
and I got ready to get a blow job.
“So what did he ask you to do next?” Bobby asked.
“He showed me how to suck his peter,” Stacey said.
Bobby shut off the tape recorder. His hard-on was too
great, and he figured he could start it again after the
answer to his next question. “What did he say to do?”
“He showed me how to hold the bottom in my hand and rub
it while I put the top in my mouth to suck it and lick
it,” the girl replied. Bobby felt his hard-on strain at
the thought, looking at the pretty 12 year old.Bill’s story: I adjusted the camera so that it caught
all the action as the little girl began to suck my
dick. I had instructed her, but I had to keep telling
her to hold my shaft tighter and rub harder. I also had
told her to suck hard, tongue hard, and to take her
mouth off when I told her. Just before I felt my cum, I
barked at her to take her mouth off, and hold her open
mouth just over the end. I shot my first string over
her nose, then she directed the rest onto her tongue.
She swallowed nicely after I finished cumming in her
sweet mouth.
“Then what did he do?” Bobby asked.
“Well, after I swallowed his pee-pee, we lay on the bed
until he was hard again. I sucked him a little more to
get him hard, and then he fucked me from behind again,”
Stacey replied.Bill’s story: After we lay down for a while, I made her
start sucking me again. I took some more pictures of me
in her sweet mouth. When I was ready to go again, I got
her up on her hands and knees. I pushed into her tight
little pussy and took pictures of my shaft buried into
her sweet tight little ass. I also delighted in the
times she turned back to look at me, still with a rope
of my cum clinging to her cute little nose. I commanded
her, “Tell me to cum in your little wee-wee!” She did
as I reached under to caress those tiny breasts. As she
said my command a third time, I pumped her another
load. As I waited, my cock dipped deep in her 12 year
old cunt, I decided on a purchase I needed for the next
day. Then I ate her cunt once more, appointed our
meeting place for the next day, showered with her and
took her home.Chapter Four – The Next Hotel Room
“So then, the next day, you met him again. Wasn’t your
mother getting suspicious by now?” Bobby asked.
“Naw,” the girl said lazily. “She don’t really keep up
with what we do while she’s at work.”
“What does your mother do?”
“She’s a waitress at Denny’s, down by the
interstate,” Stacey replied.
“So you can walk to the mall from where you live?”
Bobby asked.
“Yeah,” the 12 year old replied. “It only takes about
15 minutes.”
“And that’s where you met Bill that fourth day?”
“Yup,” she said, then took a drink from her can of
soda. “He told me he wanted to do something special
that day.”Bill’s story: When I picked her up at the mall, I had
her buy a new blouse, skirt, bra, and panties, just to
excite her. But I had also picked up a pregnancy test
at the drug store. As she lay in the back seat,
wriggling into her new outfit, I drove around aimlessly
for a bit, then to the third motel, again not far from
the ones I’d used before.
This time, the video cam was set up as usual, but since
she’d already changed, offering me some sexy views in
the rearview mirror, she immediately did her “I’m
Stacey, and now I’m going to strip for my boyfriend.”
But once we were both naked, having kissed and fondled
each other, I turned off the camera and repositioned it
in the bathroom. Then I gave her new cue cards to read,
and told her how to use the pregnancy kit.
The 12 year old positioned herself on the toilet,
holding the small receptacle and began to read, as the
camera rolled. I stood before her, my hard-on within
range of her mouth. “Now I’m going to pee-pee in this
little cup to find out if daddy has gotten me
pregnant,” she read. (It had turned out that the man
living with her mother was neither married to the
woman, nor Stacey’s or Lynette’s father, who’d
disappeared long ago.)
She then held the small cup under her piss hole and
began to force out her pee, not really knowing what she
was doing. Then, as she began to pee, by my
instruction, she took hold of my tool and began to suck
it. She actually peed a remarkable amount, overflowing
the cup by half. When she had done, I took the cup from
her and inserted the determining stick. Then I had her
stand up, turn around and bend over the toilet.
“What was so special?” Bobby asked.
“Well, he’d brought a pregnancy test, and I had to pee
in a cup. It was the first time he’d ever watched me
pee,” Stacey said.
“He watched you take the test?”
“Yeah,” she said. “And he had me suck his peter while I
peed. Then, while we waited for the test to turn out,
he fucked me over the toilet.”Bill’s story: As I waited for the determination, I had
her bend over the toilet, her hands on the tank, with
her legs spread over the toilet, offering her young
behind to me. I knelt down, spread the cheeks of her
tight little ass, licked her anus, then her hole, then
her pee hole. Stacey moaned as I licked her slit from
top to bottom. Then I pulled her back and took her clit
in my mouth, sucking away the way I knew she liked. In
no time she was bucking back against me. I was tasting
both her juice and her pee.
She didn’t know, really, how to cum over a toilet, so
she just sort of pranced up and down, trying to keep
contact with my tongue. It was all over in less than
three minutes, at which point, face glistening from her
various juices, I stood up, grabbed her by the hips,
guided my prick into her flowing pussy and proceeded to
pump another load into my little 12 year old darling,
cumming in less than a minute, while groping those
lovely, tiny titties. She responded with her second
orgasm.
“And you watched the pregnancy test?” Bobby asked.
“Well, after he licked me and fucked me and I cleaned
him, then we looked,” Stacey said. “And it showed I was
pregnant.”
“How did you feel about that?”
“I was happy, ‘cause I thought I was gonna get
married,” the pretty blonde said.Bill’s story: Then I looked over, and the stick showed
blue. I’d done it! I’d gotten the 12 year old pregnant.
I immediately thought of how she’d look with a big
belly, those small boobs swelling. I took her into the
bedroom, got in bed and opened the bottle of champagne
I’d bought. We toasted our coming “wedding,” a ruse I
gave her to make her happy. She quickly got drunk on
two small glasses of champagne, and I easily got her to
finger-fuck my ass while I pumped her from on top. Then
I put my well-thought proposition to her.
“So he proposed marriage to you?” Bobby asked.
“Yeah,” she said.
“Didn’t you know a 12 year old girl couldn’t marry a
grown man?”
“Bill told me he’d ask mama to let him,” she said
innocently.
Referring to the police report, Bobby asked, “And
that’s when he asked you about Lynette?”
“Yeah,” Stacey said, squirming a bit in her chair.Bill’s story: Having pumped two loads of cum into my
little 12 year old pregnant darling, having sucked on
her small breasts, having licked her bald slit twice
and having had my dick sucked twice, we showered,
dressed and prepared to return her home. But I said to
Stacey, “Your little sister is almost as pretty as
you.”
She was just putting on her bra, having already put on
her panties. “You mean Lynette?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said. “How old is she?”
“She’s only ten,” Stacey said, rather defensively.
“Well, since we’re going to get married, don’t you
think we should offer Lynette the chance to have fun
with us?” I asked. It confused the hell out of her, so
I went on the attack. “Shouldn’t she be able to have
fun with us?” She stood there in her little bra and
panties, looking at me. I took the lead. “Honey, now
that you’re pregnant, I want to fuck your sister too.”
She went into tears. “Ain’t I good enough for you?” she
wailed.
I ran to her, still naked myself, and took her into my
arms, kissing her deeply, while fondling her small
breasts, my dick pressed against her chest. To my
delight, I felt her small hand close around my hard
prick. I finally broke off the kiss, looked down at her
tear-streaked face and said, “Oh, honey, you have our
baby in your tummy. You’ll be my wife, as soon as we
can work it out with your mama. But your sister should
be able to have fun with us too, don’t you think?”
“Why?” she asked.
“Because she can make you and I feel good, and we can
make her feel good,” I replied. “Don’t you want us all
to have fun?” She just looked at me, so I pressed
ahead. “Look, you just bring her tomorrow, tell her you
have a big secret that’s lots of fun, a secret person
you want her to meet, a good friend who does really
nice things, and bring her to the mall when we meet.
Then I’ll buy you guys some really nice things and
we’ll have fun, okay?”
She hesitated for a moment, then said simply, “Okay.”
“And tell her not to tell your mama, okay,” I said. “It
has to be our secret.”
“Okay,” Stacey said.
“Then you brought your sister into this relationship?
Bobby asked
“Well, he wanted to meet her,” Stacey replied.
“Didn’t you know he meant to abuse her?” Bobby cried.
Stacey began to cry. “He never hurt her!” she shouted.
CHAPTER FIVE TO FOLLOW

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Cagney Lacey and King

Christine Cagney thought that if Mary Beth Lacey and her husband Harvey got any more lovey-dovey, she’d throw up. They held hands at the dinner table, fed each other bites of dessert and called each other pet names.
Finally, Christine called a halt.
“Look I’ve got an early morning tomorrow, so I should get to bed.” She had to hope they took the hint.
“Oh, Jeez, we’re sorry, Cagney, here we are keeping you up, when we both have the day off tomorrow,” said Mary Beth.
“We might not get up at all tomorrow,” said Harvey with a leer. Mary Beth poked him with an elbow.
“Well, have fun you two, and it was nice to see you again tonight.” These Tuesday night dinners were a regular routine for the three. Cagney and Lacey had been partners at the fourteenth precinct for almost five years.
Christine couldn’t understand why Mary Beth was going home with a man in her bed, even if it was just Harvey, while, she, Christine, would spend another night alone.
She was better looking than Mary Beth, taller, a better figure, nicer hair and sexier. But years ago, Mary Beth had settled for one man while Christine had continued to play the field. Now she was paying for the freedom.
She saw them to the door and went back to do the dishes. She thought about Mary Beth and Harvey. They were probably humping each other in the car right now. They hadn’t been able to keep their hands off each other tonight. As much as she hated to admit it, it had gotten her a little hot. It seemed like she was always a little hot these days.
As she got ready for bed, putting on the loose nightie she slept in when she was alone. She thought about the Hitachi wand in her bedside table. That would get her off to sleep in a hurry; she started out with her hand, just to get the juice going. In a minute or two, her pussy was wet and her nipples were hard. She was just ready to reach for the vibrator when she heard a scratching at the bedroom door. She rolled over and opened the door.
King ambled into the room sniffing the air. Blue heelers like King have an extremely good sense of smell, and King smelled something he liked. She had gotten King as a watchdog when she moved to the neighborhood and he had turned out to be a great dog. About forty pounds, not a barker and didn’t chew and destroy. The first time he had stuck his nose under her dress, she had pushed him away, but the next time she had let him sniff and push against her for a while it had felt good. She did some reading and decided there wasn’t anything wrong with what King wanted. Right now it was what she wanted too.
Christine got off the bed and sat down in the overstuffed chair in the corner. She put her feet over the arms, exposing herself completely. She clicked her tongue to get King’s attention. The dog walked over to the chair and took a long sniff at Christine’s crotch. She waited for his move. It took a few seconds, but then he suddenly unfurled his tongue and gave her a long slow lick all the way from her asshole to her clit. She jumped as if she’d been electrified. She slid her rump down in the chair and lifted her feet up and pulled he knees further apart to give King better access. He set up a steady licking motion from one end of her crotch to the other. Every time he got to her clit she jumped again. She was just about to come when the doorbell rang.
She pushed the dog away and pulled her nightie down. She walked to the door and looked through the peephole. She saw Mary Beth, alone on the landing. She unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door.
“I’m sorry to bother you again, Christine, but I left my purse up here. I could have picked it up tomorrow, but Harvey and I are getting kind of hot and heavy in the car, and I have the condoms in my purse; we can’t afford to get pregnant again.”
Cagney looked at Mary Beth and could see her arousal. Her nipples were pushing her blouse out, and she could smell Mary Beth’s sex. She leaned over, took a handful of Mary Beth’s hair, pulled her head back and kissed her. When she didn’t pull away, Cagney put her tongue against Mary Beth’s lips. A second later, she responded and they swapped tongues for a few seconds before Christine put her hand down Mary Beth’s blouse.
“Come back here with me,” Christine almost ordered. She led Mary Beth back to the bedroom. King had not moved from his spot by the chair. “Now, don’t freak out, I want to show you something.” Christine set Mary Beth down on the edge of the bed closest to the chair.
Then she went back to the chair and resumed her position with her knees apart and her feet up. King immediately resumed his long licking strokes.
“Oh, my God, that’s disgusting, Christine!” Mary Beth could hardly watch.
“Yeah maybe so, but three more licks and I’m gonna come like a locomotive. That’s one; that’s two; that’s Ahhhhghgh!” Christine thrashed and shook, making the chair rock and rattle on the floor.
“Jesus, that was something,” said Mary Beth. “Can you do it again?”
“All night long, he never gets tired. He can do something else, too. Take your pants off, and I’ll let you watch.”
“I won’t let the dog touch me,” said Mary Beth.
“Don’t worry, he’s my dog and he’s a one woman dog. Just take your pants off so I can look at you.” Christine was working on Mary Beth’s belt. Mary Beth stood up and pulled her slacks down and kicked them aside.
“No underwear, Mary Beth?”
“Harvey has them downstairs in the car,” Mary Beth smiled.
She pushed Mary Beth back down to a seated position on the edge of the bed, her full natural bush exposed. She knelt on the floor and put her face into Mary Beth’s muff.
“I’m not a lesbian, Christine,” Mary Beth said, closing her knees a little.
“Me either,” said Christine, pushing the knees apart again. She made long licking strokes up and down Mary Beth’s pussy. Mary Beth groaned and moved her knees even wider.
“If you’re not gay, how do you know how to do this?” Mary Beth was wiggling and pushing her crotch toward Christine’s face.
“When we were working vice, do you remember a hooker named Luann David?”
“Sure, blonde, big knockers and a long rap sheet, what about her?”
“I busted her once, and it was gonna get her sent away for a long time. She said if I cut her loose she’d show me something I’d never forget as long as I lived. She took me in the drunk tank and did what I’m doing to you right now. I made her show me how to do it.
“Oh, God, Christine, I’m going to come.” She pulled Cagney’s face harder into her pussy. “Unh Unh Unh UNH!
“I told you, you’d like it, Mary Beth. Was that as good as Harvey does it?”
“Harvey never goes down on me, he just doesn’t want to do it.”
“I’d never stay with a guy, hell I wouldn’t go on a second date with a guy, that wouldn’t eat me. So I am doing it better that Harvey. She ate Mary Beth until she came again.
“I’m sorry Chris, but I can’t return the favor, I just couldn’t do it.”
“No problem, I’ve got something else going anyway.”
Christine took a pair of mittens out of her bedside table. She turned to King, lifted his front paws and slipped the mittens over them and held them with rubber bands. With his claws covered, she massaged his balls and rubbed his dick until it began to emerge from its sheath when it had reached about nine inches out of its sheath, Christine turned back to Mary Beth and lifted her rump to King.
The dog jumped up on her back, wrapped his front legs around her torso and started humping at her rear. Christine reached back behind her and guided him into her dripping pussy.
“Unhhhh Ohhhh,” she moaned as the dog penetrated her. As King’s dick unfurled longer and longer, she groaned louder and louder. She put her face back down in Mary Beth’s snatch and went back to eating her. The dog was humping like a jack hammer, just relentlessly pounding away behind Cagney.
Mary Beth looked down at the dogs head lying on Cagney’s back. She was reminded of the speech in Jaws. “You know the thing about a shark, he’s got…lifeless eyes, black eyes, like a doll’s eye. That’s how the dog’s eyes looked, black and lifeless, but the body was just relentless pounding hammering into Christine like a mad thing. The dog’s mouth hung open and drooled on Cagney’s back. Down between her legs, she could feel Christine drooling too.
Christine could feel the dog trying to jam something else into her pussy, a lump the size of a lemon was shoving and hammering against her pussy on every stroke. She tried to relax and after a few more strokes, the dog’s knot popped into her. Now that he had her locked, the dog started to gradually reduce his pounding. She could feel the dog’s dick swelling like a balloon inside her all the way up to her cervix. She raised her head, and with pussy juice dripping off her chin, said to Mary Beth:
“This fucking dog’s getting ready to come.”
“He’s not the only one,” Mary Beth groaned and pushed Cagney’s face back down in her snatch. She humped her hips against Christine’s face and looked at that dog’s head drooling on Cagney’s back. She felt her climax rising like the tide toward her pussy. Suddenly, Mary Beth saw the dog’s eyes they rolled over to white.
Christine felt King’s dick continued to swell, its tip pushing against the head of her cervix deep inside her. Then the dog blew. Jet after jet of dog cum fired into her. Because the dog’s knot had her sealed, she felt like she was being inflated like a water balloon. His coming went on for a long time, filling her like a pitcher of cum.
Then it was over, King’s dick began to deflate and he climbed down off her back and lay on the floor. Cagney was just starting to doze off when the horn honked.
“Oh, Jesus, I left Harvey in the car all this time. How long has it been?” asked Mary Beth.
Cagney looked at the clock.
“Fifteen minutes. Not long.”
“But he sent me up here for a condom and he’s been waiting for fifteen minutes!” She looked at Christine, she looked at King. “I’m gonna go down there and fuck that man’s brains out.”
“Make him eat you before anything else, and don’t mention King.” Christine suggested.
When Mary Beth was gone, Christine lay on the bed watching the dog snoring peacefully, felt the dog’s cum leaking out from between her legs. The next thing she knew the alarm went and she was up and on her way to work. She gave King a scratch behind the ears as she went out the door.

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Going Nova

Hey guys! This is my first story that I’ve written reall, so I hope you enjoy it! Oh, and if you don’t like reading about gay guys fucking, then I highly suggest you don’t read this. You were warned.

The Pump House

This work of fiction contains explicit descriptions of male/male anal and oral sex. If this not your cup of tea, read no further. Also, if your not old enough to be reading stuff like this then don’t.