Adult Story

Fiction

Aunt Peg’s Visit

AUNT PEG’S VISIT
Looking at my mother and her younger sister, it was hard to imagine that
they were separated in age by ten years. My aunt, recently divorced from
her very successful and work-addicted attorney husband, was an
exceptionally youthful-appearing 34-years-old woman. My mother, soon to
be 44, had the same tawny hair and blue eyes, the same slim feminine figure,
toned by tennis and aerobics. The family resemblance was striking. That
they were sisters was not questioned, but that they were ten-years apart was
remarkable.
We’d picked up Aunt Peg at the United Terminal at SFO this morning.
While my aunt and my mother were emotionally close, they’d not had the
chance to spend much time together in recent years, each pursuing separate
careers on opposite sides of the country. In some abstract way, mostly from
snapshots, I knew Aunt Peg as a good-looking woman but I wasn’t prepared
for the vivacious lady who walked with us to the Baggage Claim area. After
the crushing greeting Mom and Aunt Peg gave each other in the Arrivals
Area, she’d turned to me and, grabbing both my hands, held them out and
looked me up and down frankly for a moment before saying, “Billy! God,
you’re a grown-up man!”
I heard my mother comment, almost as an aside, “They rarely ever grow
*smaller*.”
Draping one arm over my shoulder and sliding the other under my arm,
she gave me a full-body hug . . . a long one. I was acutely aware of her
body. I could feel her breasts against my chest and her pelvis against mine. I
looked over her shoulder and saw my mother watching us with a broad,
approving smile on her face. If Mom only knew! She’d probably not be so
approving if she could read my mind. My thoughts were anything but
innocent. Quite the contrary, my thoughts were mostly lewd and lascivious.
Looking into my mom’s eyes – as I felt the slim body of her younger sister,
a near-carbon copy – I was remembering that I had been secretly turned on
by my mother for several years and this was the closest I’d come to feeling
her body.
Embarrassed at the sudden lurch in my groin at feeling my aunt’s body, I
pulled back. Aunt Peg held to me a moment longer and almost stumbled
forward when I stepped away. I could feel the heat in my face and hoped
that neither of them would notice my blush or my tumescence. Jezz . . . this
was my deep, dark secret and my body was betraying me.
Mom and Aunt Peg were beaming at each other and appeared not to
notice my discomfort. Yet, I knew my mom. She missed little, but in her
kindness and sensitivity, often chose to ignore it for the moment. Later,
however, she’d let me know that she’d noted whatever it was I was wishing
she hadn’t noticed. She always shared with me her thoughts and insights,
both of herself and me, and always in a gentle, loving manner and never with
moral judgement. She was a particularly accepting woman who loved me
without qualification. Still, I was capable of being embarrassed at my own
thoughts. They’d turned to a strong sexual interest in Mom in the past few
years, ever since I was fifteen or so. And now, with the added closeness of
these weeks of vacation before my last year of college, I was even more
aware of her.
In the five or six years since their divorce, I’d spent time with both my
parents without need to choose between them. Because my dad traveled so
much, there was never any debate where I’d stay finishing high school or,
more recently, college. Mom’s house was the natural choice. We became
good friends . . . even buddies. Our relationship changed. It matured. She
had gradually shared much of the emotional feelings about my dad. It was
clear that she still loved him on some levels, but had come to accept their
diverging paths. She dated infrequently . . . obviously, her choice.
I was aware that Mom accepted my sexuality as well as her own in a
forthright manner that I didn’t think my buddies had experienced with their
mothers. For instance, when I first started having wet-dreams, I was
mortified that she’d find out, but it was inevitable. She didn’t ignore the
soiled sheets and pretend nothing was going on. Rather, she found ways to
let me know that she knew and that it was normal. I can’t recall how she did
it, but in oblique ways she let me know that it was a desirable masculine
trait. Once, holding up a cum-stained sheet, she smiled at me and said,
“Aren’t you lucky?” I didn’t really know what she meant, but I got the
message that it was okay to have sexy dreams. And another time, picking
up the Jockeys that I’d forgotten, she fingered the stiff crotch and observed,
“I understand, Billy. I used to have the same problem.” That gave me a
jolt! What problem had she had?
I’d been aware of her sexy body since I was a young teenager. The years
we’d spent alone together had allowed a growing intimacy. My interest and
her increasing casualness provided many opportunities for me to “check her
out.” While I’d never seen her completely naked, I had seen almost all of
her body at one time or another. It never ceased to thrill me, but I could
never talk about it with my friends, and I’d die of shame if I thought she
knew. Despite her openness and nonjudgmental stance, I remained guilty
about my licentious desires. I hadn’t, and couldn’t, talk about my thoughts
with Mom. But when Aunt Peg arrived, several years of suppressed
imagery came boiling to my conscious. I was simultaneously thrilled at the
vague possibilities and horrified at my “dirty mind.”
“Aunt Peg . . . ,” I started to say at the same time my mom said, “Peg . .
.” We both stopped, waited and then laughed. I nodded to my mom to go
ahead, but Aunt Peg spoke first:
“Billy . . . may I call you Billy? . . . I’d be much more comfortable if you
called me Peg or even Peggy. Right now I don’t want to be an aunt . . . I
don’t want to be all grown up. I just want to hang out with you guys and let
you take care of me. Okay?”
“Sure, Aunt P . . . uh . . . Peggy,” I replied as Mom took her arm and
added, “My sweet sister, Peggy . . . we’d be delighted to take care of you.
You’ve no idea how Billy and I have been looking forward to your staying
with us. Our house is bigger than we need and with Billy home for the
summer and me at work each day, you can keep each other company. Can’t
she, Billy?”
Not waiting for a reply, Peg grabbed my arm and off we walked, three
abreast, to the Baggage Claim. “Abreast” is an apt description. Hugging
my right arm against her, I was keenly aware of the swell of Peg’s breast
against me. Her summer dress outlined her breasts and nipples, plainly
visible as they moved to her stride. As she turned her head to talk to Mom,
I dropped my glance into the loose top of her dress and saw flashes of the
upper swell of her right breast and the lacy, scanty cup of her bra. The strap
must have inserted on the side of the cup, for I could see a flash of areola
when she burst into laughter at some comment of Mom’s.
“Well . . . do you *want* to, Billy?” Peg’s voice brought me back to the
moment and I looked up to see both of them looking expectantly at me.
Peg and Mom both smiled at my discomfort, for my staring down the front
of Peg’s dress had been blatant. I was caught, red faced. This was going to
be a long summer.
“I said,” Peg continued, “would you like to baby sit me this afternoon?
Mary – that was my mother’s name, Mary – Mary says the hot tub’s been
fixed and I’d just like to kick back. But I don’t want to be alone. Will you
stay with me my first day?”
I’d already broken a tennis date with a friend when I had heard we were
going to pick up Aunt Peg. “You bet,” I replied, “I’d been expecting that
we’d visit this afternoon and . . .” looking up at the sunny California sky,
“with weather like this, the sun deck calls out to us!”
“That’s my son,” Mom said. “You can count on his enthusiasm when it
comes to soaking up UV.”
Looking across Peg at Mom, I was again struck by the resemblance of
these two women. They both looked younger than their ages and so good
looking my chest swelled with pride. I imagined every guy in the place was
envious of me.
After we’d loaded Peg’s numerous bags in the car, both in the trunk and
the front seat, I asked her, “What do you carry for a weekend . . . a single
steamer trunk?”
“Quit whining, big boy! I thought I was invited out for the whole
summer? Bikinis take up a lot of room!”
“I can sure tell that you and Mom are sisters! Remind me not to travel
with both of you at once, won’t you?”
The ride back from SFO, down I-280, was fast and pleasant. Glancing
over my right shoulder from time to time, I watched Mom and Peg in
animated conversation that was punctuated with frequent laughs and
squealing outbursts. Catching my eye in the rear-view mirror, Peg smiled
and gave me a broad wink when Mom said, “I hope you two don’t argue the
way we used to.”
“C’mon, Mary . . . you just remember me as a little kid. I’m *much*
easier than I used to be,” Peg protested.
I thought I heard Mom murmur something like, “If you’re any *easier*,
Billy’s in for it.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Oh, nothin’, you nosey kid,” Mom spoke up.
“Your Mom’s referring to my . . . uh, several relationships since the
divorce,” and turning to my mother, she said, “Isn’t that right?”
Mom appeared flustered for a moment, a rare phenomenon and then
apologized in a rush, “Oh, Peg! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean . . . I mean, that
was cruel of me and I’m truly sorry.” Then to me, “Billy, I’m ashamed of
myself. Your aunt’s a grown woman . . . not my kid sister anymore . . . and
she has a right to live her life any way she chooses. Whatever it sounded
like, I didn’t mean it that way. I love her and whatever she does is okay
with me.”
That last, I think, was directed more toward Peg than me, but I chimed
in anyway: “I’m really glad you’re so young. It’ll be like having a big sister.”
What “relationships” I wondered.
The moment of tension had passed and the last leg of the 45-minute trip
from the airport was made in a relaxed silence. As we drove up the
driveway to our home in the hills behind Stanford University, I spoke for the
first time in the last little while: “You’ll really like our home, Peg. I know
you’ve seen pictures, but they can’t capture the beauty and peace of the
place . . . huh, Mom?”
Before she could answer, we entered the circular drive in front of our
long, ranch-style redwood house framed by a couple of huge redwood trees.
Tami, the half-lab, adolescent hound came bounding out to greet us. “The
biggest danger of Tami is that she’ll slobber you to death,” I cautioned as we
all piled out.
Peg, screening her eyes, looked at the surrounding hills. While we’re
located on less than ten acres, the adjacent open-space lands to the south
gave the illusion that our place went on forever. “Nice digs,” she observed.
Mom gave Peg a hug and a peck on the cheek and explained again, “I’m
sorry to hug and run, but I’ve got a hot deal cookin’ and I need to be at the
office, especially today and probably tomorrow. Forgive me, won’t you?
Billy, you take care of your new ‘sister’, hear?”
We both waved her off and then I turned to Peg and said, “Well, it’s just
you and me, kid!”
“All right! Let’s get the luggage in and where’s that hot tub?”
We both made several trips and piled Peg’s bags in one of the guest
rooms closest to our rooms. Mom has the big master bed room and I have
a smaller room, down the hall, separated from her’s by a walk-in closet and,
next to that, the master bath. Actually, I shared the master bath with Mom,
even though there was a second bath on this floor and a third upstairs in the
guest wing of the house.
“You can use any of the bathrooms, Peg. Just make yourself at home.”
Looking right, then left, with a quizzical expression, Peg said, “Just point
me, Billy! I’ve gotta take a leak.”
How blunt, I thought. Nothing shy about this girl. My mother might
have asked to use the restroom, but I’d never heard a woman profess a
desire to ‘take a leak’. There was something honest, unpretentious, earthy
and even sexy about Peg wanting to take a leak. Raising both hands
and pointing in opposite directions, I said, “Your choice.”
“Be right with you,” she said as she ran off to the master bath. Then
louder, “Tell me again. How long have you and your mom been in this
house?”
“More than ten years,” I shouted, expecting to hear the bathroom door
slam.
Over the sound of her peeing, she said, “Would you give me a tour of
the place? In a minute that is,” she added, laughing.
In my mind’s eye, I could see her next door, just on the other side of that
wall. She flushed and then washed her hands, adding, “Let me change first,
okay? I showered this morning, but it seems like yesterday.”
She rounded the corner and walked into my bedroom where I’d been
looking, unseeing, out the window, listening to the bathroom sounds she
had made. Bending, she looked between the blinds into the sunny,
south-facing canyon and said, “Golly, every direction has a nice view!”
Again, I was aware of the touch of her breast on the back of my arm and
glancing at her, my heart stopped. Bent slightly at the waist, her dress had
fallen away and I had an unobstructed view of her bra-clad breasts. Zap!
My mind disengaged and for the second time, Peg caught me looking down
her dress.
Laying a hand on my arm she said, “I’m pleased that you like me, Billy!”
“I’m sorry,” I said. “That was impolite of me.”
“Billy, Billy, Billy! I may be your aunt, but I feel more like your big
sister, and we’re going to be living together for months, right?”
I nodded, dumbly and she went on, “Well, you’re probably going to see
more than this, so let’s just agree not to get embarrassed with each other.
Okay?”
“Gee, Peg . . . ,” I faltered and then didn’t know what to say.
“Can we be frank with each other? She asked, turning to look at me.
Motioning her to the seat by the window, I sat on the end of the bed and
said, “Sounds serious.”
Throwing her head back and shaking her tawny hair, exactly like Mom
does when she’s dismissing the importance of something, Peg replied,
laughing, “Well, only a little serious, guy. Actually, it’s more about me.
When I came out here I knew I’d talk with you about it . . . just came up
sooner than I planned is all.”
I hated “serious” conversations. I always felt as if the other shoe was
going to drop. One of the scariest things is when someone says, “I want to
talk with you later.” More often, it’s nothing of consequence, or they want
to thank me for something, or ask some trivial question . . . but my mind
makes it into a big deal. With more calm than I felt, I replied, “Shoot.”
Peg slipped off her shoes and pulled one foot under her other knee, then
leaned back in the chair, looking at me. She started, “Mary tells me that
you’re a very mature, levelheaded guy and that she trusts you with
everything. That right?”
I detected no direction to this conversation, but it seemed safe to reply,
“I think I’m level headed. How mature I am is arguable. Whether Mom
trusts me with *everything* . . . why, I don’t know.”
She leaned forward and wrapped her hands around her bent knee,
balanced for a moment, and then slowly allowed herself to rock back in the
chair, still holding her knee; this pulled her leg up and suddenly I could see
high up on one thigh. The late-afternoon son, which had me in shadow,
illuminated her legs and lower body. Shit! How could I listen to her and
not stare under her dress?
“No matter. I *do* know my sister and I trust her judgement. She told
me I could trust you, so I do. That’s it. Okay?”
“Okay with me, but what’s that got to do with anything? I’m not certain
where this is headed.”
Peg hit her thigh with her fist and said, “Rats! I’m beating around the
bush and making this into something it isn’t . . . in any event, it’s no big deal.
I’ll get on with it.”
Pulling her leg up again and rocking back allowed her summer dress,
already short, to fall back into her lap, showing off even more of her thighs.
Another inch or two, I thought, and I’d see her panties.
“Did you know that our parents – your grandparents – were occasional
nudists?”
“Yeah. Mom mentioned to me that when she was a kid she got to go to
some camp with them but I thought they didn’t do it very much later on.”
“Yes, that’s right . . . but when I asked – years later – if I could try it
out, they said, ‘Sure, go ahead. We think you’ll like it.’ And I did,” she
added in a rush.
“Did? Try the camp, you mean?”
“No. I didn’t go to the camp, but I did start sunbathing in the nude in
our backyard by the pool. It was a very private place.”
Still not getting it, I said, “So?”
“So, I never stopped. I still like to sunbathe in the nude. In fact, I like
to spend a lot of my time around the house with no clothes. Mary knows
about it . . . she always has . . . and when I asked her about you . . . whether
it would upset you . . . that’s when she told me you were mature. Are you?”
Cripes no, I thought to myself. “Uh, yeah . . . I’m okay with it . . . with
anything . . . but,” and here I trailed off, leaving unsaid the vision I had of
myself, crouched over, hiding a boner that I knew would jump out if I saw
any naked girls . . . particularly her.
“Billy, what’s the ‘but’ you left hanging out there? But what?”
She unhooked her legs and then re-hooked them the other way,
momentarily lifting and parting her legs . . . giving me a clear but brief flash
of bikini panties. Printed on my visual cortex was the flower print of the
panties as they disappeared under her butt.
Using her ploy, I countered, “Can I be frank with *you*?” I wasn’t at all
sure what I’d be frank about, but it served to turn off the heat for a moment.
Or so I thought.
With an impish grin, she challenged me: “It’s about sex, isn’t it? That’s
okay. I’m cool with it. You can talk with me,” she answered in four
separate bursts and then smiled at me as if to say, “Gotcha!”
“No! I mean, yes . . . well . . . kinda. I mean, I wanna be open, but I’ve
never talked about this stuff before.” I looked at her for a clue. She just
nodded and smiled again.
“You see, I don’t mind if you . . . ah . . . sunbathe without any clothes . .
. but I’m afraid that you . . . uh . . . you’d be upset with me . . . if . . . ,” I
stalled again.
“You’re afraid I’d be upset if you got an erection, huh? Is that it?”
“Well, sure . . . it’d happen, I know . . . and then I’d have to . . . well, you
know.”
“I hope it would happen! I’d be upset if you didn’t respond to me, Billy.”
Then, tilting her head, she paused and then softly asked, “And then you’d
have to what? Jack off?”
I could believe she said that! How’d she know? It may have been my
red face, or perhaps the furtive look in my eyes, looking for a way out . . . I
don’t know, but thank goodness, she didn’t leave me hanging. Reaching out,
as if to touch me sympathetically, she said, “Don’t worry about it. All guys
think that’s what’s going to happen, but it’ll go away, I promise.”
Still embarrassed, I retorted, “Yeah. A lot you know!”
“Billy, it’s okay with me. Really. It’s just okay if it does or if it doesn’t.
I understand.”
What was going on here? I couldn’t believe this line of conversation.
Here I was, talking about my woodie with my aunt, my mother’s look-alike,
as if were the most natural thing in the world. And all the time I’m
scrunching down, further and further . . . both to hide my boner as well as to
try to see under her dress. My mouth was dry and my heart was pounding
in my throat and I was never so horny in my life. And she was telling me it
was okay. Hah!
Peg suddenly dropped her foot to the floor and, sitting up, jammed her
skirt between her legs. “Anyway, it’s important for me that you know who I
am and that I am honest with you. We’re both human. Moreover, we’re
both adults and we know how to act properly, don’t we?”
Suddenly I could see the humor in it and I replied, “My head knows how
to be a proper adult, but my body doesn’t always listen. But if you’re okay
with that, then I’ll try to be too.”
With a tone of finality she said, “Good! I’m going to put a few things
away and then you promised me a sunny California afternoon on the deck if
I remember.”
“You change and I’ll uncover the hot tub. It’s already hot, so I’ll turn on
the Jacuzzi jets.”
Having something to do helped calm me a little. By the time I’d set up
the chairs and uncovered the hot tub, Peg stepped out on the deck wearing
a shortie terry-cloth robe. Her bare thighs flashed as she walked toward me.
She smiled and with erotic slowness, began to loosen her belt. As the belt
dropped, she held the front of the robe together for a moment before
turning away. She stepped into the tub and, in the same motion, dropped
the robe to the deck. For a brief two seconds, I saw her bare back, the
narrow waist and a surprising flare of her hips for such a slim girl. More as
an after image, I saw the cheeks of her ass as she slipped into the bubbling
water.
Submerged to her neck, she turned and appraised me. Unsmiling, she
looked me up and down. I felt good about my chest and shoulders; I’d
received those parts of me as my father’s genetic gift. But I felt my legs
were too skinny . . . another genetic inheritance. Still, all those
considerations faded at the thought of taking my clothes off right in front of
Peg. You see, what was really bothering me was my dick . . . or how I felt
about my dick. I thought it was either too small – when it was soft – or
shamefully too-erect when hard. I just couldn’t win.
Sweeping her arm through the water in a welcoming gesture, Peg said,
“C’mon Billy. Join me. Please. I don’t want to soak all alone . . . and you
promised.” The last bit was said with a petulant, little-girl tone.
“Okay, okay, okay. Just a minute, will ya?”
Turning my back, I slipped out of my jeans and undershorts as I thought,
“Shit! Why didn’t I take my shirt off first . . . now she’ll be looking at my
bare ass!”
In a sing-song, little-girl voice, Peg chanted, “I see Billy’s bu-ut, I see
Billy’s bu-ut.”
Once again, she broke the tension of my embarrassment and I laughed at
myself. Stripping off my shirt, I swung around and stepped into the tub,
watching Peg watch me. Sure enough, her eyes were focused on my
hard-on as I sat in the stream of bubbles from the Jacuzzi. Then she looked
into my eyes and said, “Nice!”
I decided to take the offense and said, “Speaking of nice butts . . .”
Her smile was dazzling as she responded, “Well, thank you, kind sir.”
“Tell me, Peg . . . what is it? I mean, what is it about being naked that
you like? Do you like to show your body to people . . . to a guy? Or is it
that you like to look at other people?”
The water was a little too hot for me, so I sat on a higher step, partially
out of the water. Glancing down, I could see through the swirling bubbles.
My cock appeared and disappeared, often looking distorted.
“It is a little too hot, isn’t it?” Peg agreed and slid up to the same step
across from me. The water and bubbles ran off her breasts and I could see
her entire front. She had no tan lines around her full breasts and her nipples
were erect and dark. As they had at the airport, they swayed slightly as she
ran her hand over the water. My proper upbringing wanted me to look
away, politely . . . while my libido had quite another agenda. Score one for
the libido. I stared.
She continued, “Both actually. I mean, I like to look at other people and
I get a real thrill when I know someone’s looking at me . . . at my tits for
instance . . . like you’re looking. Like ’em?”
“Does a bear shit in the woods? Like ’em? That’s not nearly strong
enough.”
“Oh goodie! I’m so glad we can be buddies and we can share our inside
stuff with each other. I mean, it’s not like we’re going to have sex or
anything, but I really like that you like me, that you . . . uh . . . like my tits.”
“Peg, I can talk with Mom about anything . . . or *almost* anything.
But I’ve never had a girl that would be open with me about . . . well, about
sexual things. If I sound awkward, it’s because I am.”
“Bob, we’re going to be together all summer. Let’s agree that we can
talk with each other about anything . . . about everything . . . okay? No
judgement?”
“Well, if you’re not put off by my . . . my erection . . . then I’d just love
to talk with you about . . . girls’ bodies and about . . . sex. I must have
about a million questions.”
“Yeah-yeah-yeah . . . me too. I mean, I was able to talk with my
ex-husband about a lot of things, but there were some things that he got
embarrassed about . . . and that made me embarrassed. Know what I
mean?”
“It works the other way for me, too. What I mean is . . . because you’re
not embarrassed by me or our conversation, then I’m not. Like that?”
“Sure. Just like that. For instance, I always wanted to examine Paul’s
dick. Oh, he’d let me look at it a little, I guess, but I think he always was a
little put off and that spoiled it for me. Even more, I wanted to show him
my . . . what shall I call it . . . my pussy? Yeah, my pussy! I wanted to
show it to him but he really didn’t want to look at it. I could tell.” She
paused and then added a little sadly, “I think he thought it was ugly.”
“What a jerk!” That was about the gravest putdown I could think of. “I
love pussies,” I declared, with a fervor usually reserved for the ‘niners.
“When I was a lot younger, there was a girl next door and she let me . . .” I
caught myself. With eyes wide, I put the pulp of my fingers across my lips
and said, “Oops. Don’t mean to tell tales out of school.”
Laughing, Peg said, “Yeah. Me too. Only the guy next door was
younger than me! Like you.”
In some silent synchronicity, we sat looking at each other. The swishing
hum of the Jacuzzi was the only sound. I reached over and punched the Off
button and watched the bubbles disappear, revealing Peg’s belly and the
juncture of her thighs. Through the clearing water, I could see her pubic
hair, light brown in color and trimmed to a broad vertical swatch. I couldn’t
see the lips of her sex . . . just her mons. Again, I could feel my heart beat
and my dick started to hurt it was so hard.
Peg whispered, “Billy, wanna see?”
Looking up into her eyes, not certain what she was asking, I nodded
dumbly.
She stood up and the water drained off her belly and thighs. She opened
her stance and I could see the water running off her pubic hair and pussy
lips. It was like she was peeing in the water. Her lips were bare! She’d
shaved the hair from her lips. They looked like the little girl’s next door had
looked.
Now it was my turn. “Nice!” I observed, looking directly between her
legs.
In a breathy voice she replied, “Thanks,” as she sat on the edge of the
tub. She lifted one foot to the edge of the tub and rested her cheek on her
knee as she swung the other knee away, completely opening her sex to my
stare. The lips of her pussy opened as her legs spread and for the first time
in my life I could see the mysterious coral tissue of a pussy. The outer lips
were tanned and clean shaven. The inner lips were more delicate and pink,
connected in a hood at the top of her slit. Her clit was barely seen at first,
but when she reached down and pulled her lips up and open with the
inverted-V of the second and third fingers of her right hand, her clit
suddenly looked larger and very pink.
“This is my pussy, Billy. Have you ever seen one . . . I mean on a
grown-up woman?”
“No. Well, yes . . . but only in pictures. God! You’re beautiful!”
Unthinking, I began stroking my dick as I stared at her, entranced.
Peg bent over, looking between her own splayed legs and with the
forefinger of her left hand, she traced a touch from between the cheeks of
her butt up to the exposed clit. Touching the nubbin of her clitoris, she
shuddered and softly moaned. “I think a girl’s pussy – or do you call it a
cunt? – anyway, I think that a girl’s pussy is so intimate. You know . . . you
can see *into* a girl . . . there’s something about seeing into someone that is
so private. And it is that intimacy that just thrills me. Know what I mean?”
She’d buried the tip of one finger in her cunt, up to the middle knuckle,
and was slowly stirring. She continued, “It’d be like you bending over and
showing me your ass hole, Billy . . . or more like you opening up your ass
hole and showing me the pink inside.”
She shuddered again and said, “Oooh, that makes me shiver!”
By this time I was standing close to her, a little bent, looking at her
finger move through the slit of her bare pussy as I was fisting my cock . . .
masturbating without even knowing it. Without knowing it that is, until I
was suddenly on the brink of cuming . . . then I knew it!
I couldn’t move . . . and I couldn’t stop. I was going to shoot and I just
couldn’t stop. Looking up into her eyes I grunted, “Gotta cum . . . gonna
cum!”
“Yes! On me. Cum on me, Billy. Me too. Right on my pussy. Right
on my cunt. On my asshole . . . oh, cum, cum, cum for me, please . . .
PLEASE!” I could hear her voice as it ran on, almost guttural and I could
hear the slapping sounds of my right hand on my cock. I could see her
hands . . . the left finger fucking herself deeply and the right thumb
strumming her clit. Her words ran together and became a crescendo scream
as I shot ropy bursts of white, thick cum over her hands and pubic hair and
the lips of her open pussy. My orgasm was so intense, it almost hurt in its
pleasure. My legs were weak and my head was dizzy. I couldn’t stand any
more and fell back into the tub.
My next awareness was Peg’s voice saying, “Oh, Billy. That was
wonderful. That was so hot. You can’t know how much I needed that.
Thank you, thank you . . . oh yes, thank you!”
Lifting her hand, she looked at her fingers and then licked the puddles of
cum off her wrist and the back of her hand as she looked into my eyes. “I
love the taste of cum!”
A jolt of searing fear went through me. Peg and my mother were such
close friends, Peg would tell Mom and then . . . God, I’d be in deep shit. I
asked, “You gonna tell mom about this? Oh, please don’t tell her. What’ll
she think?”
With a nasty little laugh, Peg said, “Billy, your mom knows more about
you than you think. She *knew* we were going to do this . . . she’d already
given me the okay. Said it’d be good for you. Your mom’s a hot lady, don’t
you know?”

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1 drink 2 drink 3 drink, fucked in the ass?

Sitting at the hotel’s bar Tom finished his second drink of the night. It had been a long day of back to back meetings and seminars and Tom was just taking the last couple of minutes before he had to go to sleep and do it all over again to relax. Being away for is family a lot was taking a toll on him but he had to do it because this was a good paying job and he needed the money with a wife and three kids at home. The thing that sucked the most for Tom was that with being on the road so much he was left with watching hotel porn and jerking himself off when he was horny.
Tom order a third and final drink and when the bartender bought him the drink he told Tom that this one was on the two ladies at the other end. Tom looked down the bar and saw two very attractive looking ladies smiling back at him. Tom started to mouth “thank you but…” when the two ladies got up and headed his way. They came and sat next to Tom and before Tom could say anything they told him that they had been watching him for a while and saw that him looked sad and out of it. Tom told them about how he had been on the road so much over the last year that it was getting to him.
Tom didn’t know why but it started to open up to the two ladies at the bar and soon found himself having more to drink then he wanted. He found out that the two ladies were business partners and here for some of the meetings too. Also that their names were Mary who was a thirty-nine year old blonde with two kids at home and Heather who was a single forty-two year old red head. The bartender came and told them that it was last call and Tom looked at his watched and saw that it was one in the morning. He told the two lovely ladies that it was fun but he had to get to his room. They told him that they should be heading up too and they all headed to the elevator. Once inside Tom pressed his floor and Mary told him that they were on the same floor. They continued to talk as they rode up and with the amount of liquor in Tom he wasn’t all there so when Heather asked him what was his plan after he got back to his room. He told them that he was just going to watch some porn and wack off and go to sleep.
The doors open and with a moment of awkward silence Tom said good night and headed down the hall to his room. The ladies followed him down the hall and when Tom got to his room they all soon found that their rooms were next to each other. Tom was trying to get in his room when Heather leaned over and asked if he wanted to join them in their room and gave him a small kiss on the lips. Tom told the ladies that he was married and that he couldn’t and that is when Mary pulled him in their room and told him that it was fine. This wasn’t how Tom saw his night going but walking backwards with these two good looking women walking to him as they stripped from their cloths wasn’t all bad.
Mary removed her top to a black bra holding up a huge set of tits and Tom could see that she wasn’t in that bad of shape for having kids. She unzipped the back of her skirt and pushed it to the floor to a hairless pussy and nice thick tights. Mary removed her bra and her 40DD tits sagged down and there she stood in just a pair of heels. Tom cock was rock hard by now and tenting his pants. Heather was next as she removed her blouse to a pink bra that was about a B cup in size. As she worked on her pants Mary pushed Tom back on the bed and was opening up his pants to let out his cock. Mary was using her teeth to pull down his pants and boxers and soon out popped his six inch hard cock. She didn’t waste anytime and sucked in his balls as she jerked hard on his cock. Mary was very rough with Tom but he liked it a lot as Heather crawled up on the bed once she had her pants off. She had a garter belt holding thigh high stockings on and a matching thong. Tom ran his hand over her smooth ass as she made her way to his mouth and started to kiss him. Her lips were so soft and the kiss so hot and wet as she probed his mouth with her tongue.
Mary was going to town on his cock sucking and jerking it very hard that was making Tom very close to cumming. Mary felt this and squeezed his cock at the base as she pulled Heather hair tie out to wrap around his cock. It was totally different for Tom being that he had never been with two women at once nor had his wife been this rough with him before. Mary was now running her teeth up the length of his cock at she sucked on it and even with the tie Tom was getting very close to cumming. Heather and Mary switched positions and now Mary straddle Tom’s head and lowered her pussy to his mouth as Heather took over sucking his cock.
Heather pushed Tom’s legs up and Mary grabbed them to hold as Heather started to rim his asshole. This was all new to Tom and was feeling great as he licked away and Mary’s juicy pussy. Mary’s pussy was a lot sweeter then Tom’s wife’s pussy and he was doing a good job because Mary was moaning as he sucked of her clit and lips. Tom could feel Heather’s tongue go deeper and deeper into his asshole and soon felt what had to being her finger work its way into it. Next Tom felt Heather get real close to him and before he knew it Heather rammed something big into his asshole. He was pinned down by Mary and with her pussy filling his mouth he could scream out for the pain he was feeling in his asshole now. All he could do was continue to suck of her pussy as Heather was now fucking his ass with something bigger then his own cock.
The pain from the object being fucked into his ass soon faded away and a new feeling of pleasure over took him. What ever it was, was going so deep that it was pushing into his prostate and causing his cock to grow harder and harder. With Mary holding his legs Heather started to slap Tom’s cock and balls as she fucked him more and more. There was nothing Tom could do because Mary’s body was blocking him from covering himself with his hands. Heather was really laying into the slaps and was with one hand grabbed hold of his balls to pull down on as she smacked his cock around. Mary was pinching his nipples and grinding her pussy into his face as she came all over it.
Once Mary was done cumming she rolled off Tom and he had his first look at what Heather was using to fuck his ass. Tom looked down and saw that Heather was fucking him with her own cock and she was on the edge of cumming in his ass. Tom couldn’t fully bring himself to the fact that Heather was a tranny or that she was fucking him with her cock. Tom soon was trying to pull himself out from under her put Mary held him there as Heather rammed her cock all the way up his ass and unloaded a big load in it. Tom could feel his bawls filling with her cum and it started to leak out the sides. Once Heather was done she pulled out of Tom and crawled up to his mouth and feed him her cum covered cock. All Tom could do was open and let her put her cock in his mouth for him to suck clean. Tom never tasted cum before and it wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. He could taste some of his ass put cleaned all the cum from it as she pulled it out with a pop.
Heather laid down on the other side of Tom as he looked down to see that he had cummed himself as Heather was cumming in him. Tom soon passed out and woke later that morning to the sounds of the hotel maid knocking on the door before entering the room. Tom was still a little out of it and as he was coming to he looked around the room to find that both Mary and Heather were gone. He couldn’t stop the maid from coming in because he had a pair of panties in his mouth and he was handcuffed to the headboard. The maid frozen in her tracks as she saw that Tom was naked cuffed to the bed and that he had written all over his body in red lipstick. Tom looked down and saw that the ladies had written “whore” and “great fuck” on his chest and that his cock and balls were tied up with a pair of stockings. His ass was still sore from the fucking that Heather gave him and he couldn’t do a thing about covering himself up for the maid.
The maid who was a older short Spanish woman walked over to Tom and say “well what to we have here” as she smiled and tossed around he soft tied up cock.

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Rommates with Benefits – The Pool Party

When I left off with the last story, my roommates Jenny and Amber, who were mother and daughter, were standing in the kitchen with me, all of us nude. The three of us had just had an incredible sex session together and were recuperating from all the physical exertion. After we had a refreshing drink in the kitchen, we decided to take a shower together in my master bathroom, which was large enough to contain the three of us comfortably. It was fun, we soaped each other up and generally teased each other while we were in the shower. First I thought we would end up having some more sex after drying up, with all the continued visual stimulation. But my dick didn’t really grow beyond a little stiffness at this point, which made it dangle around a little stronger than usually. I guess Jenny and Amber also were plenty worn out and we spent the rest of the day in the nude, but without any more sexual activity. Later in the evening, I tried to call some of my friends to see if they wanted to come over to join in the fun. However, they all had already made other plans and gone to various functions.
During the following week, I stopped by one of my neighbors down the road on my way home from work. Bob was working on his front lawn and when he saw me we started to chat. During the conversation, I casually mentioned what my two roommates and I had done during the previous weekend, which interested Bob a whole lot more than I would have expected. He and his wife Barbara, who were both in their late 40’s, had been over at my house in the past, and I at theirs, for social get-togethers. A sexual topic had never come up during those occasions. Only when I and Bob were talking alone to each other. You know, when two guys are talking trash. I thought they were quite innocent as a couple. Turns out, Bob told me that he and his wife would be very interested in having me over with my two roommates and doing some partying like we did the previous weekend. Bob had a built-in pool in the back yard with plenty of privacy, and he invited us to a pool party the following Saturday, exactly one week after the original sex session with my two roommates. He added that their teenage son had turned 18 just a few days ago. His name is Michael, and he is kind of nerdy. He is excellent in school, which his parents are very supportive of, but Bob thought that he probably never got laid before. He was not bad looking, but he was way too busy studying all throughout high school. Bob felt sorry for him and wanted him to get his first sexual experience. Bob and Barb also had a 19-year-old daughter, named Tanya. She was out of town in college.
The following Saturday, when it came time to go over to Bob’s place in the early afternoon, we put on clothes, having been in the nude until then. I put on swimming trunks and a t-shirt. Jenny put on a red bikini and Amber an orange one. Both two-pieces were quite skimpy and well-chosen for their respective bodies. They left little to the imagination and covered up just enough. Then they each slipped on a summer dress over their bikinis to walk over to our neighbors. Both Jenny and Amber knew what was going to happen while we were over there, including Michael’s sexual initiation. Amber smiled, winked with one eye and said she would take the initiative for that.
We arrived at our neighbors’ and went straight to the back yard, where Bob, Barb, and Michael were already waiting, and they had refreshing drinks and snacks ready for us. Barb had Japanese ancestry. She was petite, had straight, black, shoulder-long hair, and generally looked very cute. She was wearing a tie-dye tanktop that revealed her midriff, and a white bikini bottom. A few minutes after our arrival, she suggested: “Why don’t we get more comfortable and let our whole bodies take advantage of the nice weather ?” With that, she stripped off her tanktop, revealing boobs that were as small as they were perky. When she took off her bikini bottom, I could see a shaved and very smooth pubic area with a butterfly tattoo right above her pussy lips. Her husband, my roommates and myself followed suit, and found ourselves in the nude. Only Matthew hesitated and instead was clearly blushing. When his mom noticed, she encouraged him to get rid off his clothes.
He responded: “Mom, I have never seen you or dad naked. We usually wear bathing suits around our pool”. I’m not comfortable with this.
His mom then said: “Matthew, you are an adult now, old enough for mature activities. Don’t be shy and join in. There are already five of us adults in our birthday suits.”
He proceeded to take off his swimming trunks. He turned away from us as he was doing this and sat down on one of the reclining lawn chairs, still with his back turned towards us.
His mom then reminded us all that we should apply sunscreen and she suggested that we pair up to apply the lotion to each other, since we needed to make sure that the sunscreen covers our whole bodies, especially those areas where the sun usually don’t shine. The women had obvious tanlines, and everyone’s asses and pubic areas were completely untanned. We agreed and right away, Amber walked over to Michael. Bob paired up with Jenny, which left me and Barb. I did not mind at all. As Jenny and Barb rubbed the sunscreen onto Bob and me, respectively, I glanced over where Amber and Michael were sitting. She asked him to turn around which meant he would be facing all of us. Now it became obvious why he had turned away in the first place. His dick was rock hard. With his inexperience in all things sexual, it must have grown quickly as soon as our clothes came off.
Amber said: “I better make sure that I don’t get sunburned on my untanned boobs,” and very sensually applied the sunscreen on her gorgeous boobs. She repeatedly moved her hands over her nipples, flicking them in the process. Michael was watching with his jaw open and his dick kept twitching. He was obviously and extremely turned on by what he saw. Amber smiled and said she will have Michael finish with her body in a little bit, and then she turned her attention to him. She rubbed lotion on the front of his body. When she arrived at his crotch area, she first rubbed the untanned area around his dick, then she rubbed the underside of his dick by pressing it against his abdomen. Then she applied the lotion to his whole dick by wrapping her right hand around his hard member. She slowly ran her hand up and down. Not five seconds later, Michael let out a moan he was trying to suppress, his body started twitching, and cum shot out of his cock, so forcefully that some of it hit Amber’s chin and stuck to it. When he was done cumming, he said “I’m so sorry”. Amber responded: “That’s OK, man. Really!” We all nodded in agreement. Michael clearly had a lot of sexual energy built up. And even after he had that strong orgasm, his dick stayed rock hard.
The other two ladies took the cue from what Amber did and spent more time than necessary to apply sunscreen to our dicks. As a result, Bob and I both got a hard-on, although we did not cum at this time. Bob’s hard dick was shaped like a banana, I noticed. After the three of us guys were done getting sunscreen applied to our front and back, it was us our turn to do the same for the gals. We returned the favor and rubbed the lotion on the women’s entire respective bodies. We remained paired up the same way. At this time, Michael glanced over to his dad and me to learn from us. We payed special attention the women’s boobs and rubbed them extensively. We could hear quiet moans come out of all three of them when we did. Barb’s nipples reacted particularly strongly to the stimulation from my hands. They kept growing longer and longer and ended up being about ¼ inch long. Bob leaned over and said: “I thought you might like that” Some time later, we spent a lot of time on their inner thighs, working our way to their pussies. We agreed that their respective clits needed a lot of sunblock protection in particular. More so by rubbing than by using more product. We got each of the women to get at least a couple of orgasms that way and finished up applying the sunscreen on the rest of their bodies. Each of the three of us maintained hard-ons the entire time.
All of us being fully protected from the sun’s rays, we jumped into the pool. We did some horseplaying in the pool. While this was going on, Bob and I agreed to grab the women by their waist and set them down on the side of the pool, to give them oral sex. Bob then called over to Michael in the pool: “Son, watch this and follow our example”. We still continued with the same pairings. Bob grabbed Jenny, I grabbed Barb. We lifted them up on the edge of the pool and set them down on their asses. We lifted up their legs and spread them. All this while we were still standing in the pool. When Michael saw this, he did the same with Amber, including what was still to come. After spreading their legs, we locked our lips onto their respective pussies and worked on their clits, pussy lips and vaginas. The women kept cumming again and again. They had to keep their voices down to make sure that nobody on the street, all the way on the other side of the house, would hear them.
After we were done with the tongue-lashing, we got out of the pool. We went over to the reclining chairs, which thankfully were very sturdy and didn’t tip over easily. Barb kneeled down on all fours on the chair, and I penetrated her doggiestyle. Her pussy was very tight, considering she had given birth to two children. Jenny laid down on her back and Bob fucked her missionary-style. Apparently, his upward-curving dick stimulated her G-spot especially strongly. She wiggled around on the chair like mad and kept saying how good Bob made her feel. Amber had Michael lie down on his back. She straddled him and lowered her pussy onto him, getting his dick to enter her from below. Again, it didn’t take him long to have an orgasm. After a few seconds, he shook and moaned while shooting his load into Amber’s pussy. He kept going, though, and ended up having almost as many orgasms as the women had while they were fucking us. I was impressed!
Eventually we all had our share of orgasms and took a break. There were enough reclining chairs for each of us individually. We each grabbed another refreshing drink and laid down to rest, listening to some nice, mellow music. The light breeze in the air helped get rid of the heavy sweat that we all had accumulated during our sex session.
Then something happened that reminded me of the previous weekend which I described in my last story: Someone unexpectedly walked in on us. This time it was Bob’s and Barb’s daughter, Michael’s older sister. She came home from college this weekend as a surprise. When she arrived in the house, she heard us chilling behind the house and came right out to the backyard. To her surprise, she saw the six of us laying naked on the reclining lawn chairs. Her parents said hello to her and invited her to get undressed. She said she never thought she would ever see her family like this, but that she acquired quite a bit of sexual experience since entering college, so she didn’t mind. With that, she took off her t-shirt, jean-shorts, bra, and panties. Tanya definitely got most of her genes from her mom. Her face was Japanese and she, too, had that petite Asian body with the small and very cute boobs. Her pussy was topped by a small patch of black pubic hair. And her ass was to die for! I noticed that when she turned around to place her folded clothes on the grass behind her. Her ass was absolutely perfectly rounded. When she bent down, she spread her legs ever so slightly, revealing her pussy lips from behind. Man, did I get turned on! Tanya noticed my hardening dick when she turned back around. She looked at me, winked at me and had a devious smile on her face.
I quickly introduced my roommates to her and vice versa. This was followed by Tanya saying that she had an idea. She walked over to Amber, who were both college girls and about a year apart in age. Amber was still lying on her back, and Tanya got on all fours above Amber, facing the opposite direction. Yes, the two of them proceeded to have a 69! The rest of us gasped and couldn’t believe what we were seeing. We didn’t mind at all, of course. Then Barb got up, walked over to Jenny, and got on top of her. They also got into a 69.
This left Bob, his son, and myself. The three of us were absolutely stunned, watching in awe what the two pairs of women were doing to each other. We got up to get closer to the two reclining chairs the women were on. All three of us were already rock hard again. Again, due to Michael’s inexperience, this extreme stimulation was too much for him, and he had another orgasm. He shot out more cum as soon as he had gotten up. All it took to get him over the edge was that he briefly touched his dick by taking his erection between his thumb and forefinger and sliding the two fingers along his shaft once.
We were exposed to incredible visual stimulation, watching the two pairs of women go at it with the 69’s, and accompanying audible stimulation through the moans of the four women. Because of what we were experiencing, it didn’t matter any more who was related to whom. The three of us guys proceeded to fuck the women, switching around between them again and again. With them being on the reclining lawn chairs, we had easy access to all four of their pussies, either by standing down or by kneeling down. We were penetrating them from behind at the same time that they were continually giving each other oral sex in two’s with the 69’s. Judging by the multiple orgasms that the four women had again and again, they were enjoying themselves a great deal. They stayed in place and us guys made the rounds. We were able to move around freely, since it was three guys and four gals. One of the women was always available, meaning one of the four pussies was always not being fucked at any given time.
We lasted quite a while, even Michael this time. It helped that we had multiple orgasms before, especially Michael, and that we periodically gave our dicks a break while we were moving from one woman/pussy to the next. But even this round of raw sex had to come to an end. At about the same time, Bob, Michael, and I were indicating that we were about to cum. The four women got up quickly and got into a semi-circle, on their knees, with their backs straight up. Their faces were close to each other. This enabled the three of us guys to place our dicks in front of the four women’s faces. We shot out our cum at the same time, all over the four faces in front of us. We had plenty of cum left in us and covered their faces with spurt after spurt.
That was enough sex for all of us for now. We each took a shower to clean off the sweat, and the women also washed off all the cum on their faces. We enjoyed the rest of the afternoon at the pool. Still in the nude, but without any more sex. Eventually, my roommate and me put our clothes back on and headed back home. We all agreed that we had a very memorable and enjoyable day.

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Nerd Wars: Episode 1

Who could have guessed that the factor that led to me losing my virginity was a battle between Star Wars and Star Trek? I sure as hell didn’t.

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The Casting Couch

Anton didn’t mind the economic recession. Sure the revenues from his companies were down, but only slightly. It struck him as strange that in these difficult times the public would sacrifice a lot, but not their habit for porn. His business was still profitable and he had healthy reserves in his bank accounts.
No, these were good times. Some of the ratbag competition would be blown away and the supply of talent was expanding and the prices were cheaper. With employers not hiring, youth unemployment was high and there seemed to be an unlimited supply of beautiful young women who were happy to consider a career in porn.
This was Anton’s annual summer pilgrimage to Moscow. The Russian women had two real attributes for him. Many were exquisitely beautiful and most wanted to escape the poverty and depression of their day by day lives.
Anton was a 20 year veteran of the porn industry. Long ago he had studied photography and lucked on a contract with a down-market porn magazine. As a 19 year old he couldn’t believe he could be paid to take close-ups of stunning, naked girls and often have his choice of them afterwards. Three years later he had the contacts, had a reputation as a creative photographer, a creative business mind and he set up on his own.
He started a small magazine and the quality of his photography and the girls and his sexual inventiveness resulted in it soon finding a lucrative niche. He kept up with, and at times, was ahead of the trends. His models were among the first to have Brazilians, where the law permitted he was the first to picture sex. He saw the video market coming and the DVD and the internet. He was among the first to feature anal sex and DP.
“Actresses” as Anton always referred to his stars liked working with him. He never called them sluts or whores or bitches and indeed he never thought of them like that.
“Think of Michael Phelps, the greatest swimmer of all time,” he explained to a new recruit. “Michael has been blessed with the perfect body for swimming and has the mental desire to work hard to excel. And so he makes a fortune from his talents.
“You have been blessed with a perfect body for sex and the mental attributes of loving to fuck. It is only right that you also should make a fortune from your talents.”
Olga, Anton’s Moscow lawyer, sat beside him at the table in his luxury hotel suite as they studied the photographs. She was the same age as Anton, a slightly fading beauty whose waist was thickening just a little. But when Anton had embraced her as they met he saw that she was still a sensual, all feminine woman.
Olga and Anton’s relationship went back 18 years. She was one of the first models in his magazine and had followed him into porn movies and the internet. Porn had been her escape and she had loved the life. She loved sex, she had seen the world and lived a high-life completely outside the dreams of her contemporaries. There had been no ill-will when 10 years before she had told Anton she was retiring and had returned to Moscow to study law and build a new life with all the money she had saved and the retirement fund Anton gave her.
“The same routine as last year and all the years before,” said Olga. “I advertised that you were a famous photographer looking for new modeling talent for intimate shots. But this year I must have got twice as many applicants as before. I interviewed almost 100 and you’ve seen the shots of what I thought was the best 30.”
Anton nodded. All the girls had been stunning. Olga knew his taste for slim girls with smooth complexions and dazzling smiles. Tattoos and implants were no-no’s. He had reduced the 30 to 10 and they looked at each girl in a variety of poses. Many were fully clothed but there were a number of shots of each girl wearing only bikini briefs. Anton spent more time looking at the girls’ faces than their bodies in these shots. He had been looking for the right balance. He didn’t want girls who were totally confident in showing their bodies; that didn’t suit the innocence that his up-market videos required, but he also knew that the girls who had too many inner battles to show themselves like this would have problems further down the track.
“Demure, but confident of their bodies,” was the way he had described it to Olga. And indeed all the 10 he had chosen seemed to meet these requirements.
Olga had arranged for five interviews on each of two days. They would spend around 90 minutes with each of the girls except when Anton shook his head and Olga would know that he wasn’t interested.
“What time is this girl coming?” he asked, pointing to a tall and willowy blond beauty.
“Ah, that’s Kristina. I thought she would appeal to you. She’s the last today, coming in at 5.”
“How did she react when you asked her to pose topless?”
“She had a battle, I think. She’s quite shy, not a virgin but inexperienced. Like most of them she’s here for the money and the possibility of escape. I’m not sure that she will be prepared to do everything.”
“You’ve explained to all of them the financial terms and what’s expected of them?”
“Yes, they’ve all signed agreements and I’ve got proof that they are all 18.”
“And they know that they can leave at any time. There’ll be no pressure.”
“Yes, I explained, but I’m sure that some might not trust us at first.”
“That’s often the way.”
Anton set up his video and still camera and over the next hours he and Olga interviewed and photographed three girls. One had decided not to show, but that didn’t surprise Anton as usually some girl’s nerve failed at the last minute.
“The first and the third won’t make it,” said Anton. “Neither could relax in front of the cameras. They weren’t comfortable showing their pussies.”
“I agree. Number two surprised me. She was up for anything. I had thought she was a quiet girl, but she couldn’t wait to get her clothes off.”
“Yes and she had a great sense of fun and laughed a lot. She might work in the down market product. See if she wants to do a screen test with Boris and Josef.”
“I’m sure she will want to,” smiled Olga as she took notes. Boris and Josef were two of Anton’s well endowed male leads who would soon find out if number two was up to a vigorous DP.
“Kristina has just texted me. She’s waiting in the lobby.”
“Fine. Ask her to come up please.”
Kristina saw Olga’s text and nervously went over to the lift. She had to fight the urge to turn and run away. Olga had explained what would happen in this interview and had gone through the legal agreement with her. Kristina knew she would be able to leave at anytime, but still wasn’t sure. She had looked up Anton’s website, seen his girls, looked at some of the videos.
“What am I doing here?” she asked herself as she pressed the button for the penthouse in the lift. “This isn’t me.”
But she knew why she was there. She was the youngest of two children, her father had died young from alcohol abuse and her mother had lost her job. Her sister was 10 years older than her and was an example of everything she didn’t want. Her sister was married to a man like so many Russians who drank too much, they lived in a dreary two roomed apartment in a dreary tenement building. Her sister, who used to be so beautiful was now aged far beyond her years, struggling to find every ruble to eke out a miserable existence and somehow feed and clothe her two children.
“Wear what you would wear going to the movies,” Olga had instructed and Kristina had followed this to the letter. She wore a dress which came to her knees and and a loose fitting sweater. Her long blond hair was tied in a tight pony tail and apart from lipstick she wore no make-up.
Anton watched as Olga led Kristina into the suite and directed her to sit on the sofa. He noticed her unflattering choice of clothes, her pony tail, the absence of make up and her nervousness.
“Yes, Kristina, you may have some battles to fight,” he thought.
But he also noticed the grace with which she walked, her lovely straight posture, the immaculate glowing complexion, the generous red lips and the big blue eyes. “Some Slavic blood,” he thought approvingly as he saw her strong cheek bones.
Kristina sat awkwardly on the sofa. She recognized Anton from his website. About 40, hair thinning a bit, not fat but certainly not slim. It was strange to be in the room with this man who was always surrounded by beautiful women and indeed who she had seen fucking some of them on the videos. But he had a kindly looking face with a gentle smile and wasn’t leering at her.
She looked around the suite and realized that it would cost more for one night than a Muscovite would earn in a month.
“Hello Kristina. I’m Anton. Do you speak English?”
“Just a little.”
“Good. Olga will translate for you if you don’t understand anything.” Anton looked through her photographs then looked at Olga, frowning as he did so.
“Did Yuri take these shots of Kristina, Olga? He’s slipping. Kristina is far more beautiful than these show.”
Olga managed to smile, but she was used to it as Anton cracked it with most of his girls.
Kristina even managed a nervous smile for a moment.
Anton asked her about her life and seemed interested in her answers. She was a student at the academy had a married sister and lived with her mother.
“Did your father leave your mother?”
“No, he’s dead.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. You must miss him.”
“No I don’t. He was an alcoholic and he used to hit my mother and me.”
“He didn’t molest you?”
“No, I was only 8 when he died. But I hate to think what he did to my mother.”
Anton knew enough about Russia to know that this was not an unusual scenario. In one way he sympathized with Kristina, but selfishly he also thought that she would have a good reason for wanting to change things.
He asked more questions about her studies about her hobbies and interest in music and under his gentle questioning she started to relax. He always looked at her face, never her body.
“Thank you Kristina, you are a very lovely person.”
Her timid smile lasted a little longer.
“I just want to run over the business details. You know what I do.”
“Yes, Olga told me about your website and I’ve seen it.”
“What did you think?”
Kristina screwed up her face as she tried to think of a polite answer. Although Anton’s site was more tasteful than most porn sites she didn’t like the thought that someday she might be featuring on it.
“It’s better than most porn sites.”
Anton laughed.
“Do you look at a lot of porn sites?”
Kristina looked embarrassed. “Not many.”
“Do you look at them with your boyfriend?”
“I don’t have one now but I used to.”
“I’m surprised you don’t have a boyfriend, a beautiful girl like you.”
“The boys I’m interested in don’t seem to be interested in me.”
“Ah, these Russian men. Sometimes they can be so stupid.”
Kristina laughed for a moment then her nervousness returned.
“Did you and your boyfriend have sex after you looked at porn sites?”
She bit her lip and nodded.
“Did you like it?”
She nodded more eagerly, but Anton suspected that it had been less than overwhelming.
“Where did he do it. In your pussy?”
“Do I have to talk about my sex?”
Anton’s frown was genuine this time. “Kristina. I’m in the sex business. You’re applying for a job as a sex actress. So yes, we are going to talk about your sex life. Did your boyfriend fuck you in your pussy?”
An embarrassed nod.
“In your bum?”
Kristina appeared not to understand so Olga translated and Kristina quickly shook her head, frowning a little.
“In your mouth?”
Kristina nodded her head after Olga translated.
“Did you like that?”
A bored shrug. Anton took that for a “No”.
“Why do you want to be a porn star?” Anton knew the answer wasn’t that Kristina loved sex.
After Olga’s translation Kristina’s face looked blank.
“Perhaps the money?”
This brought a timid nod and smile. Olga frowned inwardly. Girls who didn’t have a keen appetite for sex and were doing it just for the money usually didn’t work out.
“Olga was a porn star. One of the best. I think you quite liked it didn’t you Olga and you sure made a lot of money.”
Olga was quite unashamed of her background despite now being one of Moscow’s more famous lawyers.
“Yes, I enjoyed it. I wouldn’t be where I am now without Anton.” She blew him a kiss. “But, Kristina, if you pass the test, you’ll have to decide whether it’s what you want.”
Anton decided to move things forward and Olga translated for Kristina and showed her clauses in the contract.
“The reason you’ve come today is for nude shots. Now at any time you may leave, the door’s not locked. When we’ve finished, if you want to be paid, you will sign a form saying we can post the shots on our website and in our magazine. If you don’t take the money and sign we won’t publish.”
Kristina nodded, frowning.
“Afterwards, if Olga and I agree and you agree as well, of course, you can come back another day for a screen test for which you will also be paid.
Kristina nodded.
“Do you have any questions?”
Kristina checked on the money. For the nude shots she would be paid as much as an average Russian would earn in a month. For the screen test, more than three month’s income.
“How do I know if you will pay me.”
Anton frowned for a moment, but knew Russians had good reason to be suspicious.
“Olga paid you promptly didn’t she?”
“Yes and she even gave me a bonus because she said I tried so hard.”
Kristina gave her first dazzling smile as she looked at Olga.
“Do that again, that smile,” said Anton directing his camera.
Kristina couldn’t until Anton said, “OK, scowl at me if you can’t smile.”
This brought another lovely smile.
Room service came up with some tea and the three talked. Kristina asked Olga questions about her life in the porn business and visibly relaxed. Olga truthfully told her that she was as beautiful as any woman she had known in the porn business and Kristina’s smile came more often. She even giggled and once burst out laughing. She felt calmer about what was coming. Both Anton and Olga had been porn stars showing their all. Anton must have seen thousands of girls naked so it really wasn’t such a big deal. And she could decide later if she wanted her shots to go onto the website.
However her confidence evaporated when Anton said, “Now, could you please show me your body.”
This was the moment when she would reveal everything. Olga had shown her photos of the poses which were expected and some were very uninhibited. Anton watched the indecision on her face but smiled gently. Olga was watching Anton, usually if a girl was hesitant like this it resulted in a shake of his head and the end of the girl’s application.
Anton gave Kristina a quizzical look. “You knew when you came here that you would be required to do this. Dealing with beautiful women is my business, I have seen thousands of them naked. I’m sure you will be very beautiful, but don’t be upset if I say that you won’t be showing me anything I haven’t seen many times before.”
It was his glance at his watch which made up Kristina’s mind and she realized she had to do it. When she had come for her first interview she had seen a lot of other girls applying; many were very attractive and Anton had his choice from all of them. She only had the choice of taking off her clothes or leading a life like her sister’s.
Kristina took off her shoes then stood up and removed her sweater. Underneath she only had a small black bra. Looking at the wall over Anton’s head she took off her skirt and folded it neatly.
“Ah yes, you have a beautiful body. Look at those lovely long legs Olga.”
There was more hesitation and Kristina saw Anton and Olga watching her. She moved her hands behind her back and unclipped her bra to show her uplifted pink tipped breasts. Anton’s head nodded approvingly.
The final hurdle. Her black knickers.
“You have to do it if you want to go any further,” Olga said gently. She was surprised that Anton was continuing with the interview. She had expected him to dismiss a girl who was so sexually inexperienced and so shy about showing herself. However, he was the boss and Olga had seen his early fascination for Kristina.
Bracing herself Kristina lowered her knickers then placed them tidily on the sofa. She stood rigid with her hands at her side, aware of Anton’s scrutiny as he snapped away with his still camera. He saw her plump and neat pussy lips as she had obeyed Olga’s instruction to trim her pubic hair.
“Excellent, thank you Kristina. Could you untie your hair too please.”
Kristina let her blond locks loose and shook her head so they cascaded to her shoulders.
“Now can we see that lovely smile again.” But Kristina could only manage a brief nervous grin.
“If you can’t smile you can poke your tongue out at me.”
This brought a dazzling smile and Olga could see why Anton was so captivated.
“Now just walk around the room, turning yourself around. Ah, yes you have a beautiful firm bottom to match your pussy.”
“And come closer to me.” Kristina was aware that his camera lens was pointing straight at her pussy, but her mind was on auto-pilot as she obeyed the instructions. It was an unreal situation, Olga and Anton continued their conversation as she paraded her, often giving her compliments.
“And part your legs more.” She was only a meter in front and the camera was still pointing at her vulva.
“And push your lovely pussy to the camera.”
He looked her in the eye. “Do you like your body?”
She grinned and nodded.
“Good, you should be proud. You are lovely.”
Olga sighed to herself. “Oh no, he’s fallen for another one. Ah well Anton it’s your money.”
“Now the doggy position on the sofa please Kristina.”
She had been dreading this moment as Olga had shown her photos of the position. She hesitated and looked at Anton but he and Olga were having a discussion as they looked at the screen on his camera and reviewed his shots.
Kristina knelt on the sofa, facing away and her shoulders on the top of the backrest and her pussy and backside pointing at the camera. She looked over her shoulder.
Olga and Anton finished their chat.
“That’s good. Now push your tummy down and your backside up. Good. Now spread your legs please. Bum pointing almost at the ceiling. Legs even a bit wider still.”
Kristina was acutely aware that all her private parts were openly displayed. Her pussy was open and pushing back towards the camera and she knew that her puckered anus was fully exposed. She looked back over her shoulder waiting for Anton’s instructions.
“Very good Kristina. I think you have been practicing. How about that for a wonderful pussy Olga?’
“I thought she would be perfect,” Olga sounded proud.
Anton’s mobile phone rang and he answered it brusquely. He then had an angry and extended conversation and Kristina thought she might move from her revealing position while he was talking.
Anton put his hand over his phone. “No Kristina, we are not finished yet.”
The conversation continued for a few minutes and Kristina forgot her all showing position and waited patiently. While a final foreign expletive Anton switched off his phone. He had deliberately prolonged the conversation so that he could see how Kristina reacted in this vulnerable position. He was glad to see she was more relaxed.
Anton took a lot of shots with his still camera. Sometimes he spoke encouragingly and complimentarily to Kristina, sometimes he seemed engrossed in his work. Once he put his hand on the inside of her thighs to spread them and once he pushed gently on her back to expose her pussy even more.
Kristina was now feeling confident. She had overcome her biggest mental barrier. She had never imagined that any man, or woman for that matter, would want to see her like this but the longer she was in the position the more relaxed she felt and even started to feel aroused.
“Can I see what I look like?”
Anton came beside her at the sofa and ran through the shots on the screen of his camera.
“Well Anton, your camera has been where the sun doesn’t shine,” she giggled and burst into laughter.
Anton then asked her to sit on the sofa in the “star” position. She did so, then leaning back lifted her feet onto the seat spreading them wide apart without being asked to. Again her pussy and anus were fully exposed.
Anton peered through his lens.
“Use your fingers to spread your pussy lips.”
Without hesitation Kristina did as directed and her glistening inner labia were displayed.
“Olga, I think Kristina is getting into the mood,” said Anton noticing the moisture and odors of her arousal.
“She certainly is. And that really is a beautiful nectar pot.”
“Do you like doing it with women?” Anton asked.
“I’ve never tried it.” Anton wasn’t surprised.
Anton took more shots and asked her questions about her college life. He again extended the time he kept her in this pose as he saw it as training for her.
“Wonderful Kristina. You’re a natural. Sit down and relax.”
Still naked and careful to keep her knees apart, as Olga had instructed, Kristina sat on the sofa. Anton transferred the video and stills to his computer and the three watched on a very large LCD screen. Kristina felt a mixture of emotions.
“God here I am showing everything, everything and with one email it could be all over the internet.”
But then she started to feel pride. She had always felt proud of her body and knew she was beautiful. But not this beautiful. She appreciated the Anton’s artistry. Both Anton and Olga paid her a lot of compliments and she started to feel more relaxed in this strange company, despite her nudity and her shaven pussy on display.
“Olga and I need to talk” said Anton as they left the room.
“Well?” Anton looked at Olga.
“I don’t think so. She’s very pretty, she has a lovely nature once she’s got over her shyness. But I don’t think she be happy fucking in front of cameras for the whole world to see.”
“She relaxed quite well and seemed to enjoy opening her pussy.”
“Can’t you see Anton. She’s putting on a show, just for you. That old Croatian charm is working again.”
Anton looked at her. “I’ll offer her a screen test.”
“It’s your money.”
“Decision time Kristina,” said Anton. “Your first decision is about the money and what we do with the video. To receive the money you must sign this form which will give us authority to put these on our website and anywhere else.”
He put down a large pile of dollar notes. Kristina counted them and was pleasantly surprised. At the official exchange rate it was 20% more than agreed. But when she went to the black market she knew she would be able to exchange the greenbacks for half as much again.
“This is more than you said.”
“Bonus for trying so hard and being so exquisitely beautiful,” smiled Anton.
Kristina couldn’t resist giving her dazzling smile.
“Olga and I have already decided that you’ve easily qualified for a screen test. It was a no brainer. So, you’ve got to think about that as well.”
Kristina had a sinking feeling in her stomach. The idea that her genitals would be on the internet for all sorts of perverts to jerk off at. She looked at the money and did some sums. And she thought about the screen test money. And how much she would make in one of Anton’s porn videos.
“What guarantees are there that I’ll get work in one of your videos?”
“None at all. If you do the screen test, I’ll show it to my directors and they’ll decide if they want to use you.”
“What happens in the screen test.”
Anton had already decided that she was best suited for the up-market porn.
“You’ll do a one on one. But pretty much everything. Pussy fucking, oral, anal. No SM, well maybe a spank or two.”
Kristina flinched. “Who will I do it with?”
“I’ve decided it’ll be an older man, going a bit bald, a bit overweight and with a small dick.”
Olga laughed. “I knew you’d volunteer for this one Anton.”
Anton looked at Kristina. “Sorry, not your idea of a dreamboat. Have you ever wanted to kiss a 40 year old man?” He grinned at her.
Kristina certainly hadn’t but thought that if she had to do it with anyone, Anton would be OK. In his own way he had been gentle and charming. He had been able to make her comfortable and relaxed in those revealing positions.
“His dick isn’t that small,” said Olga. “But he’s not that big either. Poor Anton always feels a bit inadequate on the set with some of his studs who are hung like horses. But no girl I’ve met has ever minded. If you do want to do it, you’ll find you’ll learn somethings you never even dreamed about.”
“I need some time to think.”
“Sure you do. I’ll leave you to talk it through with Olga. I’ve got an appointment to go to.” He stood up and let his eyes slowly take in all her body. Kristina didn’t mind at all; she felt a strange flow of affection and stood up and hugged him.
“You have been very professional and very nice.” She laughed.
“Careful, beautiful flower, you may see another side of me.” His hand fondled her buttocks and even spread them slightly, then he left.
Olga explained everything to Kristina. Her face was stern and matter of fact.
“It’s all or nothing. Oral both ways, pussy and anal.” She saw Kristina screw up her face. “Your choice, Kristina and you can leave at anytime but you won’t get paid. And you’ve got to enjoy it. Everything. Or at least act as if you are enjoying it. If you don’t, that’s the end of the test and no money. You do everything he says immediately without questioning.
Now I want you to take these DVDs and watch them to see what’s expected. And as you haven’t done oral properly or anal at all, you need to practice with these.”
Olga produced two dildos from her briefcase. One was an over sized penis.
“This is for practicing oral. See this mark I’ve made on it. You should swallow it so far that your lips reach here.”
Kristina looked horrified but said nothing.
Olga held up the other dildo which was the size of a thick pen.
“This is to get you ready for anal. Use this gel with it. I suggest that you practice with it each time you masturbate. The DVD will show you.”
“When will it happen?”
“In a week, but I need you to text me by tomorrow night with your decision.”
“I’m scared he might have aids or something.”
“He’s very careful. Here’s a voucher for the medical center. Take it there tomorrow and they’ll test you for everything. Bring there results when you come. Anton will do the same for you.”
Kristina thought. “They really had thought of everything. Well, he’s probably done this hundreds of times before.”
“Will I just be a whore if I do this for the money?”
Olga’s face hardened. She didn’t like her previous profession described like that.
“If Anton had wanted a whore, he could have had Moscow’s finest for a week if he paid her what he’s paying you for today. He doesn’t need whores. Any of his actresses is more than keen to sleep with him for nothing. He’s a man of strange principals. He thinks you should be paid a modeling fee for what you have done today and an acting fee for the screen test. I’ve told him most of the girls I’ve interviewed would do it for nothing, but he thinks differently.
“Now, go and shower and get dressed. And you need to make up your mind about today’s fee.”
Olga’s face softened. “Kristina, I understand why you are here. Money. Maybe it’s not fair, you wish it wasn’t like this. What are your options? A girls as beautiful as you could easily work in one of Moscow’s brothels. Being abused by six men a day and earning next to nothing. Or perhaps you could end up like your sister and mother. Is that what you want for yourself?”
Kristina showered and dressed, then signed the release form, took the money and said she’d like a screen test.
A week later
Kristina returned to the luxury hotel at the agreed time in the late evening. She was more resolved in her mind. Those shots of her naked and with her open pussy would be all over the internet by now. The damage was done and it didn’t seem to be a big difference to be shown having sex.
Only Olga was there.
“Do you have your medical certificate?” asked Olga.
Kristina handed it to her and Olga showed her Anton’s and explained it.
”Please have a shower then change into this bathrobe.”
“I had a shower before I came.”
Olga frowned. “Then have another shower.”
Olga showed Kristina the bedroom where the screen test would take place. There was a super king sized bed with immaculate sheets and on three sides cameras were set up.
“The cameras will run by themselves so it’ll just be you and Anton.” Kristina was pleased that there would be no camera men watching.
“But you will have to move into the positions Anton tells you so that everything is filmed properly.”
“I will be in the next room. There is no need for me to stay but Anton thinks the new girls feel more comfortable with me nearby. But remember that you are free to go at anytime. No door will be locked and we won’t try to stop you.”
Olga poured her a glass of wine and they sat on the bed together.
“Kristina, you are here because you have decided you want to. No-one has pressured you into to this. You are not being raped. But this is a screen test and you will be well paid for it and so you will do exactly as Anton says. Don’t disagree or argue with him and never tell him to stop unless you want to leave.
“Anton is a little overweight because he eats and drinks too much. But he is very fit and strong. He is also a very experienced lover and you will find that many of the things he does will give you pleasure but he will be concerned for his own pleasure as well. Just remember to always act as though you are enjoying yourself.”
Unknown to Kristina, Anton had arrived and had changed in another bedroom and came in wearing a white bathrobe similar to the one she was wearing. Olga poured him some wine and he sat on the bed beside her.
“So, you are ready for your test, Kristina?”
She nodded nervously.
“Good, you are looking very beautiful. Now we need to rearrange things a little. Could you sit further back on the bed. Good.”
He undid her bathrobe. “Now, pull your feet back and put your knees high and wide and show your pussy for that camera.”
There was nothing new for Kristina in this so she easily complied.
As he sipped his wine Anton surveyed her body. So beautiful. Those firm young breasts he wanted to nibble and bite, that pink pussy he wanted to explore and fuck. He couldn’t quite see her anus which he was going to ravish. He would enjoy this. He chatted to Olga who showed him Kristina’s medical certificate.
Olga poured Kristina another glass of wine. Two glasses would help her to relax but no more.
“I will be in the next room if you need me Kristina.” Olga left the room closing the door behind her.
Anton continued talking to Kristina stroking her breast as he did so.
“Just relax beautiful flower.”
His bathrobe was a little open and she could see his upper body. He wasn’t fat, more solid around the waist. He saw her glance.
“See, a fat middle aged man. Not a muscle bound hulk for you Kristina.”
She laughed and stroked his slight belly. “Not fat just well built.”
“Do you have a favorite film actor?”
“Johnny Depp I suppose.”
“See if you can imagine I’m Johnny Depp.” He laughed. “That’s quite a test for your imagination.”
Anton knelt on the floor in front of her.
“Lie back flower.”
Kristina felt his fingertips lightly skim over her thighs, over her pussy, her outer labia and her clitoral hood. She felt his breath on her vulva and then his lips and tongue covered the same flesh.
“Such a beautiful young pussy.”
Anton adjusted her position slightly for the camera and pushed her legs wider. Then Kristina felt his fingers spread her labia and felt his tongue explore. She had learned from watching the DVD and gave a groan which she hoped sounded like a groan of pleasure.
Anton had bedded over a thousand women and was well tuned to their responses. He knew a fake when he heard it.
“Thank you for trying, flower,” he said to himself. “Let’s see if we can get the real thing.”
It was a matter of pride to Anton that he should give his screen test partners real orgasms. And that also increased their enthusiasm for his demands of them.
His practiced lips and tongue expertly found Kristina’s clitoris. He varied his pressure and his speed to see how she reacted.
Again following the DVD Kristina stroked his head and groaned again. But now she was starting to feel a warmth in her loins. No-one had ever done this before to her and as she got used to it she liked it more and more. Her hips gave a wriggle which Anton knew wasn’t feigned. He moved away from her clitoris to suck her vagina and tasted the juice of her sexual excitement.
Kristina’s excitement rose and for the next five minutes Anton kept her on the edge of an orgasm. Her stomach heaved and writhed and her groans now were absolutely genuine expressions of delight.
Anton decided the time was right and Kristina came with an extended shriek. Next door Olga smiled.
“Anton that was lovely,” giggled Kristina and when he moved up the bed she happily put his knob in her mouth. Thankfully it was not nearly as big as the dildo Olga had given her
Anton watched her timid movement. She would have to learn to do more than that, but that would come later.
“So, my little flower is very sexy when she wants to be,” he smiled.
Kristina was happy and relaxed. Anton was gentle and that orgasm had been wonderful. When he bent over she willingly kissed him and put her tongue in his mouth.
Anton adjusted her position so that she was on show for another camera, still on her back with her legs wide. Again he went down on her but after some soft licks it was different. His lips sucked very hard on her clitoris, so hard it hurt a little. Kristina almost asked him to be more gentle then remembered that she must follow his instructions without question.
Anton sucked harder and the pain increased. But strangely so did Kristina’s thrill of excitement. She wanted him to stop but didn’t want him to stop. Her groans were a mixture of agony and ecstasy and then she felt his fingers rub the upper inside of her vagina. They started nicely but the pressure increased and it felt harsh.
Anton was being very careful; he wanted the right combination of pain and sexual thrill and when he sensed the pain was getting to much, he eased slightly and and Kristina soon orgasmed again. This was far more intense than her first, her whole body writhed as the pleasure exploded through her vulva.
Before she had time to recover Anton moved up thrust his cock into Kristina’s pulsating vagina.
“God, so small and tight,” he groaned in pleasure.
It felt gorgeous for Kristina as well and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and thrust her pelvis up to him. Her groans were loud and animated and Anton knew they were genuine. To reward her he skillfully ground his pelvis against her clitoris and to her joy she felt herself coming again.
Now Anton’s work started in earnest. Over the next half hour he maneuvered Kristina into a variety of positions all intended to display her body and their action for the best benefit of the cameras. She took him in the missionary position, the doggy position, on her side, sitting on him facing his face, sitting on him facing his feet, and standing and leaning over the bed. Anton’s pounding became more intense, he grunted and muttered words in a language that Kristina couldn’t understand.
She enjoyed the sensations for the first 20 minutes but became tired and so her groans became acts. Anton realized this but didn’t mind. He only had two goals: to get it all on camera and to obey the frenzied demands of his cock. When she was kneeling, taking him doggy style, he slapped her buttocks and gave a triumphant yell and he liked the way her buttocks became pink.
At last he pulled out but Kristina’s relief was short lived. He stood in front of her and she knelt, knowing what was expected. This time Anton set the pace for the oral sex. He took her hands away from his shaft then put his hands behind her head and pushed her forward. Kristina felt his knob bang into her throat and her nose touch his pubic hair. Fortunately he was smaller than her practice dildo and she was able to take it without gagging.
Anton noticed this with approval and proceeded to fuck her mouth.
“Suck harder, as hard as you can, flower,” he roared.
Kristina did so and developed a rhythm as her lips bobbed up and down on his shaft. Anton realized she didn’t need to have her head forced down and concentrated on his ejaculation. He came with another roar and Kristina felt his load squirt deep in her mouth.
Anton knelt in front of her and passed her a wine glass. Gratefully she sipped then swallowed and Anton collapsed on the bed panting.
“You are too beautiful and sexy Kristina. You drive an old man crazy.” He gently squeezed her nipple.
Kristina felt a surge of affection. She had never known anything like the orgasms she had just had. She realized that he had made the effort to make her enjoy it first and while he had been vigorous he hadn’t hurt her. She had even liked the slaps.
She kissed his lips. “”You drove me a bit crazy too, Johnny Depp.”
They both laughed then kissed deeply for a few minutes.
Then Anton abruptly stood up and and opened a drawer. Kristina saw him getting a tube of lubricant. She had dismissed her concerns about anal sex from her mind but know they all returned in force.
Anton saw her frown. “Your choice, flower. But no money if you leave now.”
Two thoughts reassured her. First, she had gone this far and it wouldn’t be too long before she got the money. Second she had enjoyed what had happened so far. Anton really was very sexy and considerate. Sure she would have preferred the fucking to have finished sooner, but she realized that was a requirement for the screen test.
Anton guided her into the doggy position, pushing her shoulders down to the sheets. She was in a position where one camera would be focused on her ass and another on her face to see her reactions. He knelt behind her and she could feel his breath as he peered at her anus and ran his fingers lightly over it. Then she felt him apply the gel, then one of his fingers squeeze into her anal canal.
Anton noticed the tightness of her anus but realized it was probably nerves as she seemed to relax once his finger was in three knuckles. Kristina had practiced with the dildo, but Anton’s finger felt nicer as he moved it in and out. Then his movements became more vigorous and he rotated as well, try to expand the walls of her bowel. Then he inserted another finger. That did hurt a bit at first and Kristina hoped her agonized groan sounded like ecstasy. However her anus relaxed to accommodate his digits.
Anton now flipped her onto her back, keeping his fingers inserted and his tongue returned to her clitoris. Her groans became truly ecstatic from the combined pleasures. Anton’s tongue worked hard on her clitoris and his fingers worked vigorously in her bowel. Kristina’s previous orgasms had been wonderful, but the paled into insignificance compared to the physical symphony which now exploded.
Anton let her recover then shifted back to the doggy position, crouching over her. She felt his knob nudge, but she was dilated from his fingers and it slid in easily. Anton was slow and careful for a few minutes but he had done his preparations well and was able to slid in to the hilt of his cock.
“Is it all right flower?”
He was pleasantly surprised to hear a genuine groan of pleasure. Kristina now felt comfortable, knowing she had taken his cock right in and it hadn’t hurt.
As before Anton made sure that Kristina came first and she became an eager and willing participant. She was anally fucked in every position imaginable and some she hadn’t imagined. Anton became more vigorous and held her hips tightly as he grunted and thrashed into her buttocks with his loins and spanked them with his hands. Kristina moaned with pleasure.
He gabbed her hair and pulled her face up so the camera could see her expressions.
After 15 minutes he pulled out and Kristina was relieved as her ass was getting tired and her previously virginal bowel was getting sore from the unaccustomed hammering. But it was just to put more lubricant on his cock and he returned to his task with even greater enthusiasm. After another 10 minutes Kristina lay on her side and her groans were more pain than pleasure as he built his tempo higher. But suddenly, God, another orgasm, she couldn’t believe it. Anton’s grunts became more frenzied and she heard him roar as he thrust deeply. She realized he had come in her ass.
Anton lay on his back panting and groaning but directed Kristina to suck his cock clean.
Anton smiled at he and gave her a hug. Kristina snuggled in and gave his balls a gentle squeeze and enjoyed his kisses. Then Anton stood up and directed her to the shower.
When Kristina finished dressing she joined Olga and Anton in the main room. They were having a discussion. Olga pointed to a pile of dollar notes and the legal agreement and Kristina signed it without hesitation and put the money in her purse.
“Don’t you want to count it?” asked Anton.
“I think I can trust you, Johnny Depp.” This brought a laugh from Anton and a puzzled look from Olga. Kristina was really keen to know what they thought of her screen test, but remembered that Anton had told her he was sending it to his directors to get their opinion.
“Thank you Kristina. We will let you know.” She realized she was being dismissed and left the suite.
The next day Kristina received a call from Olga asking her to return as they needed more photos. She thought this was encouraging and now was relaxed with the prospect of flaunting her pussy.
However she wasn’t asked to strip but was told by Anton to try on some clothes and Olga skilfully applied make-up on her face. They were the most beautiful clothes Kristina had ever worn. She was puzzled but posed as requested as he took hundreds of shots.
Again she was dismissed but three days later was invited to return.
“Kristina,” said Anton, “my directors have had a look at your test. They think you are very promising, but want you to do another.”
Kristina nodded. She wouldn’t mind with Anton again.
“This time with Boris and Joseph.”
Two tall and powerfully built men came into the room. They were good looking and smiled at her. Boris kissed her cheek. “Hi Kristina, Anton said you are a stunner. He’s right.”
Anton continued. “We want you to do a double play with Boris and Joseph. Both at the same time. Fucking your pussy and ass at the same time.”
Kristina felt a chill in her stomach.
“Now this time also we need camera men to get the quality we need.” He directed her into the bedroom where three camera men were with their cameras and lights. They smiled at her in a friendly manner.
Kristina felt worse. Two men at the same time and in front of all these others. Joseph and Boris took off their clothes and Kristina was frightened. Their cocks were huge. Bigger than the dildo Olga had given her to practice oral sex.
Kristina looked around the room. Anton was talking to the camera men, discussing the lighting. Boris and Joseph were studying porn magazines and she saw their erections rising. They were enormous. Olga handed her a tube of gel.
“You’d better put a lot of this in your ass Kristina, those two big cocks take a bit of getting used to. Now it’s time for you to take off your clothes.”
Kristina stood transfixed with fear. The double penetration sounded terrible, especially with those enormous cocks. Just doing it in this matter of fact way with all these people in the room. She started to take off her clothes but then stopped, tears rolling down her face. She knew she couldn’t do it.
Anton came over, put an arm around her shoulders and led her from the bedroom.
“Kristina, flower, thank you for efforts. This really was a test for you. Olga and I both felt that hard core porn isn’t really right for you. But we wanted you to see for yourself.”
She nodded, still crying. There went her dreams of escaping from Moscow.
“Kristina, the test was perfect. You were so sexy and exciting, but you are an intimate lover, not an exhibitionist.”
In her heart Kristina knew this was true and she nodded, her eyes misty with tears. Then Anton gave her a hug.
“But I have an alternative which may suit you. I have shown the photos of you wearing clothes to one of New York’s top modeling agencies. They liked what they saw and will give you a six month trial contract. Don’t worry too much about the “trial”, I know they are very keen. They want you in three weeks and they want you to lose 5 kilograms. And to work hard on your English.”
Kristina couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She opened a big envelope which Anton gave her and saw air tickets and a contract which Olga explained.
Kristina left with a small present that Anton had given her.
“Well, that was an expensive fuck,” said Olga to Anton after Kristina had left the room
“I guess. But allow an old man his follies. And perhaps there may be some ongoing benefits.”
“It seems a pity to have brought Boris and Josef here and waste those lovely cocks,” said Olga.
Anton kissed her. “Go for it Olga. I’m sure you will make their days.”
When Kristina got into a taxi she opened the present. It was a DVD and a note.
“Flower, this is the only copy of all your screen tests. I haven’t kept a copy and it hasn’t gone on the internet. Wouldn’t be right for a world famous model. Treasure it and be proud, you were wonderful.”
This wasn’t completely true. He did keep one shot of Kristina in that doggy position with her radiant smile and her pussy and anus winking at him. But he never showed it to anyone.
Anton was right about future benefits. For the next 10 years, every three months or so he received a phone call from a world famous model.
“Hi there Johnny Depp. Do you want to see a really good porno video? The male star looks like he’s a fantastic fuck.”
They would meet in a suite, watch the video and then do an action replay.

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Raven

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“MOUNTAIN GIRL IV’

“Mountain Girls”- 4
By Blueheatt
Bella continues…
…This here is the part of the story I been a wait’in ta tell. Ben and Amy come up with some new stuff to do, and it was a mak’in Jen and I real horney…..
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Jen marched Amy and Ben in the bedroom a hold‘in that shotgun on them. Jen was a grinn’in and a told them ta git naked.
Now Jen and I may be twins, but I’m an easy go’in girl, but Jen is more of ‘git r done’ kinda gal.
We was a compare’in dreams the other night about Ben. Mine was a good feel’in ta have him on top of me and a hump’in me while I was a kiss’in and tongue dance’in with him.
She said hers was a hold’in him with a shotgun and then tie’in him up. She was a teas’in him and watch’in his cock get big while he was a look’in at her. She liked to force him to hump her real rough like….. where as I like to feel him up, git him a big hardon, then….suck on it and then …put his cock in my pussy and git a big squirt a that white stuff in it.
Now,…. Amy was all growed up. She whispered ta me that Ben was better at a hump’in than her own pa.
I knew right then, we’s gonna have ta share Ben.
Jen had a different way a share’in than I did…but it was excite’n ta watch. We enjoyed a watch’in Amy and Ben a hump’in. It got us all warmed up so we could do our hump’in with Ben. Watch’in Amy and Ben naked was a pussy tingler for us.
Jen come up with what she wanted them ta do to get us all horney. She had Amy git on her tummy and Ben on her back. Amy liked that one caus she said this is how her pa gets her in the middle of the night. Ben was a lik’in it too as he put his cock in Amy’s pussy.
Jen was a like’n this and she got up on the bed all naked too. She put her pussy right up to Ben’s mouth so he could lick it while he was a hump’in Amy. Amy was a groan’in as she watched Ben a lick’in on Jen. She reached up and pulled on Jen’s legs to bring Jen’s pussy closer into Ben’s tongue.
I was a lay’in by Amy a watch’in all this new stuff, and it was a mak’in me real horney. Jen was a squirm’in as Ben was a lick’in on her pussy and a hump’in Amy.
Jen started a pull’in on Ben’s ears and a say’in: “Yeeeee Haw..” real loud. Well…this musta got Amy real excited caus she just pushed her face in with Ben’s and started a lick’in on Jen’s pussy too. I said to myself, I gotta try that….
That got Jen a buck’in like a donkey. Now she was a pull’in on Amy’s ears too. All three a them started a groan’in. I’d never seen Ben hump that fast before….then Ben’s body stiffened up and the girls started yell’in and a shak’in. Amy was a buck’in back on Ben and yelled loud: “Oh Lordy Be!” and bit Jen on her pussy. Jen yelped but she seemed to like it.
Ben felt Amy’s tits and humped her slow now. Jen was a smiling and rubb’in her finger on her pussy. Amy was a slow squirm’in with a red face…I was a rubb’in my pussy caus it just felt to dang good to stop.
Watch’in all this was a mak’in my pussy get all wet. My finger felt mighty good a rubb’in my pussy. I was still horney tho, and so was Jen.
Jen was jump’in around on the bed like a jackrabbit. I looked at Jen and she had that ornery look on her face. She looked at me and grabbed Ben’s shotgun. She said: “Ben, you go lay down on the couch and rest up, we ain’t done with you.” Ben got up a grinn’in and went and laid on the couch. Jen said: “Amy, you roll over and put yer arms and legs wide apart.”
We had never seen a full growed woman with hair on her pussy and arm pits. Jen whispered: (“… let’s play with Amy a bit.”). That was fine with me, we wanted a closer look and her. We kneeled down by her and Jen played with her arm pit hair. I got between her legs and looked close at that pussy hair. It was all fuzzy feel’in on my fingers. There was some of Ben’s white stuff in it.
Well heck, I loved the taste a that so I just started lick’in Amy’s pussy. Amy started a squirm’in when I licked her big pussy bump. Jen was a lick’in her titties now and a feel’in her arm pit hair.
Amy was a little pink in the face, but she was a gett’en over her shyness. I was a lick’in her pussy. Ben could do it the best, but I was a learn’ in. I looked up and Jen had her pussy on Amy’s mouth and was a pull’in on her big titties. I wanted to feel them too, so I went up and Jen and I both felt her big titties. I sure wished mine were big like that. I rubbed my pussy bump on Amy’s pussy bump. I was get’n a good feel’in doin that. Amy was a squirm’in and a lick’in Jen’s pussy. Jen’s eyes got big and she leaned over and started play’in with Amy’s pussy hair as I was a rubb‘in my pussy on Amy‘s pussy a lay’in on my side. I was a play’in with one of Amy’s big ol titties and a lick’in it. Jen and I was a like’n this new stuff.
Jen was a breath’in hard and she got her tongue right on our pussy bumps. I was a gett’in new good feel’ins in my pussy.
I was a lick’in and a rubb’in when I felt it. A big warm hand on my butt. It was Ben, just a grinn’in and feel’in my body. He started feeling all our bodies. Jen and Amy both started gett’in real excited as we all started feel’in Ben.
* I wasn’t about to pass up getting in bed with three hot girls. They were already all hot and ready to play and fuck.
Amy had got my attention the most. Her pussy was the best I’d ever had. What a body with those big tits and hot legs. She used her whole body when she fucked.
“Ok girls, it’s everybody’s first foursome…..”

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My Sister Amanda Part 4

Hey everyone. sorry it has taken so long for part 4 but here it is. i know the paragraphs arnt the way you guys have suggested i should write it but part 5 should.. in any case.. i hope you enjoy the sotry. 🙂

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Ashlee’s young life

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All characters place’s or descriptions are fiction. Any similarity to anyone or any thing in this story is coincidental.
I can’t remember how young I was when I first started playing with myself. I know that when I was four I was rubbing myself between my legs all the time. My mother was always scolding me and pushing my hand away from my crotch. The cotton panties that my mother made me wear rubbed me in a way that cause me to have a funny sensation between my legs, not an itch just a feeling that made me rub my pussy even more when I wore them. I would remove them every chance I got.
My name is Ashlee, and we lived in Westwood CA. My Dad was a gynecologist and my mother was a psychologist who specialized in kid traumas. I have flaming red hair and freckles all over me. Mom is a Red head too and was very good looking. She’s about 5’7” with a nice figure. Her bra size was 35cc. My Dad had blond hair and nice looking and was about 5’10”.
When I was nine years old my Dad caught me fingering my little pussy and he asked me if I would like him to do it. I was so scared about being caught I didn’t even think about it I just told him I would. For the next two years he would finger fuck me and eat my pussy at least once a day but never on week ends when Mom was home. I loved it, he made me feel so good and grown up. He taught me how to suck his cock and when he came I loved the taste and the reaction I got from him when he came in my mouth. I learned to swallow it all.
I had my first climax when I was eleven. My tits were just beginning to show and I would get a real funny feeling between my legs when my dad sucked on them. He was also now able to put two fingers in my vagina. One morning during the summer Mom had left for work and Dad was not needed at the office until Eleven o’clock. He had been finger fucking me for a while before he began to eat my little pussy. This time instead of just feeling good I started getting a funny sensation in my pussy I was breathing so fast it scared me. Suddenly I couldn’t help myself, I grabbed my Dads head and shoved his face into my crotch and my butt came off the bed and I had such a release that my whole body shook.
My Dad kept licking me and sticking his tongue in my peephole and it happened again. I started crying because I felt so good. Dad stopped licking me because he though he had hurt me. I told him no I like it and he could do it some more. He told me that I had my first orgasm, I didn’t know what that meant then but I knew it was good. He made me feel like that three more times before he left for work. The excitement he created in me made me want him to keep doing it. From that time on I would have a climax every time he ate my pussy or finger fucked me. He was always so gentle and new just where to touch me. We started to what I later found out was called 69ing. He would lay me across his chest with my pussy in his face and
I would suck his cock. I always came several times before my Dad did and each time I was ready to cum I would have to stop sucking because of the tremors that would race through my body. Just after turning twelve I was real proud of myself because I could get my dads whole six and a half inches into my mouth. I noticed he came a lot faster after that.
When I turned twelve my pussy began to have red hair around it. I entered Junior high school and had to take a sex education course where I learned a lot about my body, about sex and baby’s. Dad and I were having sex almost every day. It didn’t seem to slow him down because I could hear Mom moaning several time’s a week when he was fucking her. I spied on them when ever I could. Mom seemed to enjoy fucking most when she was sitting on top of him with his cock up inside her. One night I watched and I almost laughed out loud. Mom was shoving her pelvis back and fourth and moving up and down on Dads cock like a mad women. She was moaning and carrying on something terrible. I heard her say Ohhhhhh god ohhhhh baby I love your cock it makes me feel sooooo good. She kept it up for almost twenty minutes before she fell over on Dad’s chest.
The next morning I told him that I wanted him to fuck me like he did Mom. He said I was too young but when I turned thirteen he would. I could hardly wait. I sucked his cock real hard that time and felt wonderful when he came in my mouth. He finger fucked me and then for the first time he took his finger and slid it into my Ass. It hurt as first but soon it felt nice especially when he had one finger in my pussy with his thumb rubbing what I now know as my clitoris area and his middle finger in my Ass. When he did that I would have an orgasm almost immediately.
I think I was really in love with my father, but that all came to a crushing halt. One late afternoon when we thougt Mother was still at work she waked in on us while I was sucking Dad’s cock. Mom went nuts. Dad and Mom got a divorce and I later found out that she told Dad she would not turn him in and ruin his life if he promised never to touch me again and would pay child support as well as pay for the mortgage on the house. Dad must have agreed because he didn’t go to jail. Mom put me in therapy for five weeks.
I had my first encounter with a dog when I was twelve. I was sitting on the back porch one day during Easter vacation when a stray dog came into the yard. It was a big German Shepard. I was scared at first but he was real friendly and I began to pet him and rub his head. He suddenly stuck his nose between my legs and began to lick my pussy area because I didn’t have any panties on. At first it startled me and I tried to push him away, but it started feeling really nice and I remembered how good I felt when Dad use to eat my pussy. I opened my knees wide and let him lick. I leaned back and felt a climax coming on. I lifted up and his tongue went first inside my pussy and the across my clit causing me to cum.
He made me cum three times and the more I climaxed the harder and faster he licked. I had my eyes closed and my Ass was lifted up ready to cum again when he jumped up and put his front paws on my shoulders and I felt his cock ram into my pussy. It hurt so bad and before I could do anything his cock started going in and out of my little pussy like a piston and then I felt something large round and hard slamming into my pussy lips trying to get inside me. Lucky for me I was to tight for him to penetrate me with his knot. I wanted to scream but couldn’t. Then just as quickly the pain turned to pleasure and he made me have a climax. He jumped down and began to lick himself. I looked down and there was blood oozing out of me and a small pool of if on the bottom step.
He got up and began to licking me again. I opened my legs again and he jumped up on me and began to fuck me again. When I lifted up and his cock rapidly slid in and out of me just like before. I looked between my legs and was almost mesmerized as I watched his cock slide in and out of me. I think because he couldn’t get his knot inside me it allowed him to fuck more often. He would fuck me for awhile and then jump off me and walk around a bit before he would jump up and fuck me again. He did that several times before he stopped. I really like it. We had a shed in the back yard so I put him inside and gave him some water. I went to the store and bought some dry dog food and poured some on the floor. He must have been hungry because he ate almost the whole bag.
Mom had given me a computer for my thirteenth birthday and she taught me how to use it so I went inside and got on Google and typed in animal sex. What a site, it showed me how many women were getting fucked by dogs, horses, mules, pigs and just about every animal. I finger fucked myself while I was looking at the short video’s. I snuck out to the shed with a flashlight while Mom was in the study working on one of her cases. I found an old pair of dad’s overalls and laid them on the floor. I knelt down on my hands and knees just like I saw in the videos. The dog began to lick my pussy and Ass and then he mounted me and began to fuck me from behind. He seemed to really know what to do. Thankfully he still couldn’t get his knot inside me.
I looked around the shed and found a tape measure. I measured the length of his cock. It was six inches to the knot and a total of eight inches to his regular balls. I got back down on my knees and let him fuck me again. I stayed in that position for almost an hour and he fucked me four times. I loved it. I heard Mom calling from inside the house so I ran and sat down on the porch. I yelled I was on the back porch. She came out and sat down next to me. She asked me how school was doing and was I ok. I was scared she could smell the dogs cum in my pussy mixed with my own but she didn’t say anything. I told her I was fine. I asked her if she missed Dad? She looked at me and said, “How could you ask such a thing, of course not.” She didn’t sound real convincing. I said “ I miss Dad” as we walked into the house. I asker if it would be ok for me to sleep with her that night. She said she would like that.
After I took a shower I went into her bedroom and she pulled back the covers and I crawled in. I snuggled up close and she put her arm under my head. I don’t know What made me do it but I suddenly rolled over on top of her. I told her I loved her and I put my arms around her head and she put hers around my shoulders and back. I stretched up and kissed her on the mouth. I could feel her warm large breasts against mine. She smelled and felt so good. She pulled me tight into her and kissed me back. She lowered her hands down my Ass and opened her legs pulling me close to her. My pussy was shoved into hers and just for a moment or two she rocked me back and fourth rubbing our pussy’s together. We kissed for several minutes and then she shoved me off her and stammered, “I’m sorry honey.” I don’t know why she was sorry because I really liked it. Why are you sorry I asked her, you didn’t do anything wrong. She didn’t say anything she just turned over with her back to me. I’m not sure but I think she cried.
We fell asleep and when I woke up I watched her as she stepped out of the shower. There was no door between the bathroom and bedroom. I thought how beautiful she is as she stood toweling herself. Her flaming red hair and big beautiful breasts with light pink areolas and pink nipples. Her pussy hair was a light red like I was getting. I hoped that I would grow up to be as beautiful. We ate breakfast and she dropped me off at school and went on to work.
I started looking at every kind of porno I could without paying. I found a site that had all kinds of dirty stories. Dads fucking their daughters, Mother’s fucking their Sons, brothers and sisters fucking, every kind of sex imaginable including stories about people fucking animals. When Mom was at work I stared letting the dog come into the house and fuck me while I was reading those stories. The first time he fucked me six times before Mom came home,
I finally told Mom about how I had found the dog when she discovered him in the shed. I told her that I checked all the papers and the area to see if anyone lost him. And after a lot of pleading she agreed to let me keep him. I called him Bruno. For the rest of the year I let that dog fuck me every day as often as he could. Then one night I was reading this one dog story that really turned me on. I finger fucked myself and let the dog lick my pussy as I read. Finally I got on my hands and knees and my pussy was really wet because I had cum several times. He started fucking me like he always did when suddenly his knot shoved up inside me. I really let out a scream it hurt so bad. His cock was really hammering me and it felt like the end of his cock was hitting tha back of my vagina wall. A short time after his knot went in side he stopped and just held me and began to give sharp little thrusts and every time he did I felt his hot cum shoot up inside me.
He just kept shooting his sperm into me and as the pain subsided I started to cum as I felt his hot cum hit the back of my vagina. What a feeling, but after he stopped I got really scared because his cock wouldn’t come out and he turned around so we were Ass to Ass. He tried to pull out of me and started to drag me across the floor. I didn’t know what to do so I grabbed his hind legs and held him. Then I started to cry because I thought what if Mom comes home and finds me like this.
He kept trying to get away and it caused his knot and cock to move inside my pussy walls. Back and fourth it went and I started to cum again but this time when I came a whole bunch of water came out of me and I damn near fainted. My legs were trembling because It was the biggest climax I had ever felt. There was water and cum all over the rug. Finally his knot popped out and what a feeling of relief in my vagina. I hurriedly washed the rug and put a 1/2 glass of water on the table so I could explain to Mom that I had spilt it.
For the next month I almost wore the dog out. I let him fuck me every moment I could. My grades began to go down and I started to think bout Dad. I only saw him when it was my birthday or at Christmas time and then only if Mom was present. Finally I told Mom I wanted to go spend a week end with Dad. She was completely against my staying over night. I agreed to come home by dark on Saturday and by five o’clock on Sunday. She finally agreed to let me go the first week of summer if I got my grades up. I started getting really excited because I was thirteen and I remembered Dad promised to fuck me then.
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Cyarine- Part 1

Cyarine is a one of the creatures that lives amongst humans and other, deadlier creatures, but not many know about her or her kind.