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Snowed In part 2

this is part two of an ongoing story if you care about the storyline read part 1, if not enjoy it anyway. feedback is appreciated as i am a very new writer.

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A Chance Encounter Part IV

Chance Encounter Part IV
Later that Morning around 1030 AM
Marie rolled over, and cuddled against the warmth she felt, when she opened her eyes and saw Jer, She was a little startled. Then she remembered where she was and what they had done most of the night, and smiled. Getting up she went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her; she needed a little time to herself right now. Going over to the sink she brushed her hair, and after that brushed her teeth. When she was done she looked in the mirror and put her hand on her stomach. She really didn’t regret anything that happened last night, and if she was pregnant, she knew the baby would have two parents that would love and cherish it, more than anything in the world.
There was a knock on the door followed by, “Marie are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m great.” She walked over to the door and unlocked it. Looking into Jer’s eyes she added, “I just needed a few moments to myself.”
“Alright.” He said, sounding a little worried.
“Hey big guy don’t worry, I’m great. More than great really, but I’m really not quite sure what word I should use. I still don’t regret anything that happened last night.”
With a sigh of relief he nodded, wrapping his arms around her he brought her into a hug. “I know it’s soon and we don’t really know each other Marie, but I think I Love you.”
“I feel the same way about you Jer. Come on I’ll make breakfast.”About an hour later.
Simon woke up and went into the kitchenette to grab some of the food Marie had fixed, and about that time, AĂ©lita came walked in with Theo. “Hey guys!” She said with a smile on her face.
“Hey.” Marie said. “Did you have a good time last night?”
“The best of course.”
Marie laughed. “You know normally I would call you a slut, but after the way I spent my night I can’t say anything.”
AĂ©lita laughed. “Oh I bet.” Looking at Theo, she smiled. “Marie, can I talk to you privately for a moment?”
Looking worried Marie nodded, “Sure, let’s go into your room.”
Once the door shut behind them AĂ©lita turned and faced her best friend in the entire world. “Theo asked me to go to Montana with him.” She blurted out not wanting to prolong it any longer. “And I said yes. Granted we were both very drunk when he asked me last night, but we both talked it over when we got up this morning, and we agreed that is something that we both really want.”
“AĂ©lita what about the restaurant, who-” She paused when she saw the look on her best friends face and sighed. “I’m sorry AĂ©lita, you’re right I am too serious. Of course you should go; I of all people know it isn’t like you to make impulse decisions like this. So Theo must be something special”
“I’m not sure but I think he and I may have the same thing that you and Jer have, but I need more time, to think about everything and to spend more time with him to see if it is.”
Marie nodded then walked over to her best friend and hugged her. “Good luck.”
Together, they walked back into the sitting room only to be met by Jer on the phone and Theo looking pissed.
“Yes sir, I understand sir, we’ll be there. Don’t worry. Okay Bye.”
“Jer, what’s going on?” Marie asked a worried look coming across her face.
“We’ve been ordered back to base.” Theo answered.
Jer looked at Marie. “We have to be back by the end of the week. So we’re leaving tomorrow.”
Marie didn’t say anything she just went into her room, shut the door, crawled into her bed and started to cry. She heard Jer come in but didn’t acknowledge him, even when he took her into his arms, and whispered sweet things into her ear. The only thing that she could really be thankful for was that the base wasn’t that far from where she lived and the restaurant was even closer.
“Marie, I am so sorry, Theo and I never imagined they would call us home from leave. I’m just glad that Theo was only here for the week and hadn’t been here the entire two months that we have been off. So he did get to see his mom. I want you to meet my family, come over for dinner tonight.”
Marie rolled over and looked at him. “Are you sure, I mean everything is happening so suddenly. We fell in love pretty much at first sight, and then we may be pregnant, now you want me to meet your family.”
“Yes, I do. You know something, if you hadn’t shown up when you did, Monday when Theo was going to be leaving for Montana I was going to be leaving to come find you. You just beat me to it. Marie, we’ll get through this no matter what life tries to throw at us. And yes you’re right, everything is happening really fast, but I believe it was fated. I love you and that’s what I know right here and right now. And when a day comes that we just want to be friends, we’ll work through everything and that’s all that matters.”
Marie laid her head on her shoulder and said. “You’re almost too good to be real.”
Jer laugher, “I could say the same about you.”Three Days later, Tuesday September 3, 2013
Marie unlocked the doors to the restaurant about 0600; since she had come home early she’d given her cook the day off, saying that she could use something to do today other than paperwork, and sitting in her sorrow. While she prepped the grill for the morning rush, she thought about this past weekend, when she’d met Jer’s family they seemed to really like her, they took her in and confided in her, and she to them. His mom had told her that she wasn’t sure how she felt about Jer jumping into a relationship so soon after meeting her, but she was seeing a little bit of her son back and she was okay with it because of that. At the sound of the screen door in the back slamming Marie turned and saw AĂ©lita. They’d both been kind of depressed since they returned. They hadn’t heard from Jer or Theo since Monday night when they had said their goodbyes. AĂ©lita was worried, because having grown up with her father in the military; no word usually meant bad news. But they were hoping that they were just being worked hard; however there was the fear that they were getting deployed again.
“Morning Hun, how’d you sleep?”
“Probably the same as you did.”
Marie sighed. She’d tossed and turned all night. By time she finally fell asleep it felt like her alarm was going off to get ready for the day. “Yeah.” Mixing together some batter for pancakes she shouted through the window at AĂ©lita who was filling napkin holders, “Hey how about tonight we have a movie, wine, and junk food night.”
“That sounds good to me.” AĂ©lita replied with a smile.
They got through the day, it help that the regulars always put them in good spirits. When it was time to close, Marie said good bye to the last customers of the day, a couple from Florida who said they were just driving until they found somewhere that interested them; she locked up and went into the kitchen to finish cleaning. After AĂ©lita had finished mopping the front she came back and helped Marie. “So what are we going to watch?”
“No clue, lets hit Redbox on the way to my place, and we can stop at the grocery store to get all the junk food our hearts desire, and then the liquor store to get as much wine as we think we can consume. Oh and how about Chinese, that sounds amazing right about now.”
“Sounds great, I’ll let you finish up while I go pack a bag.”
An hour later Marie unlocked the door to her 3 bedroom condo, which she owned; setting down the bags of grocery they had gotten she turned on the light. They couldn’t decide between three movies, so they got all three. “Time to get into pajamas and let the party start.” She laughed, going into the kitchen and opening one of the bottles of wine. The good thing about her favorite liquor store, the always had chilled wine in stock.
With a smile AĂ©lita went into the guest bedroom and changed, coming back out she looked at her best friend. “You’re the best, I love you.”
“I love you too.” She said handing AĂ©lita a glass. “Now, I think I will actually go take a shower since I have grease smells all over me.”
AĂ©lita nodded. “Okay, I’ll just watch TV until you get done.”
Going into her room Marie stripped herself of everything, walked into her bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the water heat up. While she waited she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She’d changed a lot over the years, some for the good and some for the bad, but right now she loved who she was. Getting in the shower she made quick of washing her hair and body. She had a smile on her face until she got back into the living room and saw AĂ©lita on the couch crying. Going over she sat next to her friend and pulled her into her arms. “What’s wrong Hun?”
“Theo just called
 He didn’t have much time to talk. Him and Jer got deployed again, he couldn’t say where, only that they were at that present moment safe and unharmed. He said to tell you that Jer says he loves you.” Looking Marie straight in the eyes she added. “Before he hung up there was a huge explosion… I don’t know what to think.”
Marie wrapped her arms tighter Around AĂ©lita, and started to cry also. And for the first time in a long time, she said a prayer asking god to keep Jer and Theo safe, and to return them safely home as soon as possible.About a month and a half later
Marie sat with her head over the toilet, in the employee bathroom at the back of the restaurant, retching, while AĂ©lita held her hair. She felt miserable, had been for the last week but she didn’t want to go to the doctor. “Marie I really think that you should go to the doctor, you have been miserable all week. You can’t hold anything down. Not even water, you’re probably dehydrated also.”
“No, I’ll be fine.”
“Damn it Marie, that’s it. I’m worried about you and I will not take no for an answer. I’m taking you to the ER.”
“No!”
“Yes, Anh can take care of things while we are gone and I’m sure Simon wouldn’t mind coming in to help out.”
Marie shook her head. Then groaned cause the motion made her feel even worse. “Fine you win.”
Helping her up AĂ©lita took Marie into the office and sat her down on the couch. Pulling out her cell phone she called Simon told him what was going on and of course he agreed to come right over. When she hung up she went and told Anh, who replied, “About Time.” Then she walked Marie out to her car and drove her to the nearest Hospital.
Once there a nurse came up to them, and asked what was the problem. “My Friend has been throwing up all week she can’t keep anything down not even water.”
Nodding the nurse handed AĂ©lita some paperwork, unfortunately I need you to fill this out before we can see your friend, once you’re done though I will come back and get you. We’ll need a urine sample as well as some blood. Marie nodded that she understood and sat down on the cozy couch that was there. Thankful that AĂ©lita knew everything about her and that she didn’t have to fill the paperwork out herself. About twenty or so minutes later, which felt like hours to Marie, AĂ©lita finished and walked it back over to the nurse. “Alright, if you’ll come with me.” Turning the nurse walked over to a set of huge double doors scanned her badge and they opened. “Marie if you’ll go to the right I will be with you momentarily, AĂ©lita is it, we’ll be putting her in room four so you can go there and wait.”
Nodding AĂ©lita went to room four and sat down waiting. “It didn’t take long for Marie to come in with the nurse, whose name was Sally. “Alright, Ann will be in shortly to get you set up on an IV and to draw blood, are you feeling any pain anywhere?”
Marie shook her head. And laid back on the bed. Letting the nurses do their thing. When they were done she and AĂ©lita sat there and watched TV for an hour, then the doctor came in. “Hello I’m Dr. Hamilton.” She shook AĂ©lita’s hand and then Marie’s. “So, you don’t have the flu or anything.” She eyeballed Marie to see her reaction. “The good thing is, hopefully with the right medicine, we can simmer the nausea down to where you can eat.”
“Alright.” AĂ©lita Said. “That’s good, however you still haven’t told us what is wrong.”
Dr. Hamilton nodded. “Yes I know I’m sorry. Marie, it looks like you’re pregnant.”
Marie just started at her, not believing what she was saying. Yes she knew there was a good chance she was pregnant, but she hadn’t been expecting to go through this without Jer by her side. She and AĂ©lita hadn’t heard from him or Theo since the phone call a month and a half ago, so they still didn’t know whether or not they were alive. To the shock and confusion of the doctor she started to cry. AĂ©lita jumped up and hugged her holding on and rubbing her back, whispering it would be okay.
“Thank you Doctor, if you wouldn’t mind I think my friend and I would like to be alone.”
“Of course, I’ll come back in about ten minutes there are a few things I would like to discuss.”
“Marie, everything is going to be alright. You will be alright also. Just hang in there, I will be here every step of the way, and so will Simon, I am sure of it.”
Marie just continued to sob, not knowing what else she could do at that moment. Thankfully she had calmed down by time the doctor came back.
“Are you better Marie?”
“I will be fine, I’m sorry for that.”
“It’s completely alright; I get it all the time.” She paused. “I wanted to discuss with you some things.”
“Alright.”
“First, do you plan on terminating the pregnancy.” She asked cautiously.
“Not a chance. I don’t know if you asked because it is routine or because of my crying jag I just had, but I will not terminate this pregnancy.”
“Alright then, second, do you have an OBGYN that you go to?”
“I had one about 3 years ago.”
“Alright, I would make an appointment with them as soon as possible. We can go ahead and do an ultra sound her if you would like, but I don’t specialize in that area so I highly recommend going to make sure everything is alright.”
“Okay.”
“And third, we want to keep you here over night due to you not being able to keep anything down for a week. If you want you can get a hold of that doctor and we don’t mind if they come and check up on you while you are here.”
“Thank you.”
“One more question, and this is completely a curiosity question, if you plan on keeping the baby, and in my opinion you seem very happy with the idea of being pregnant; why did you start crying.”
Marie sighed. “Because the baby’s father is in the military and currently deployed, I haven’t heard from him in a month and a half, and when his best friend who is deployed with him called to tell us what he could there was an explosion in the background as AĂ©lita hung up the phone. I cried because I don’t know if the father of my baby is alive or dead.”
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Chores IV

Standing in the shower, I let the warm water run over my body. The hot water seemed to help relax the sore muscles. Bending, I decided to run the water in the tub so I put the stopper in the drain and added some shampoo to make bubbles. I let the tub run full, and I twisted my hair up, leaning over to the sink I picked up a hair clip and stuck it into my hair. The tub filled with a warm floral scent that permeated the room. I loved to take relaxing bubble baths. And I had to say I was so sore from the last 24 hours of unrelenting sex I needed a break.
I sunk down into the big deep tub and had bubbles up to my neck. Only my hard little pink nipples poked up through the big white foaming bubbles. I sat and closed my eyes, first wetting a cloth and wringing the water out and putting it over my face. I closed my eyes and relaxed. Dozing for a short period of time, I could feel sleep drawing me down, I was somewhere between awake and asleep when I felt a hand on my thigh I moved the cloth off my face, it was my Mother. She smiled at me and put the cloth back on my face. She worked her soft hands over my thigh I could feel the soap in her hand she was washing me as if I was a little girl. I relaxed and let her take me away. Her hands worked over my knees down to my ankles and my feet. She gently massaged my legs as she washed. The feeling was wonderful. She worked her hands over both legs and my feet.
I felt her long nimble fingers on my arms washing and rubbing, she washed my hands and my arms. She had a soapy wash cloth and ran it over my neck and down my chest I felt her wash my breast, taking time to wash each nipple gently and thoroughly. I was aware of the aching in my groin as she rubbed my nipples gently. I was also aware of what felt like wetness between my legs. She moved down my flat belly and just above my mound. Once she reached it she lathered her hands up well and pulled my legs apart so my pussy was well exposed. She rubbed my outer lips gently and moved her fingers over my slit; I loved to feel her fingers over my wet pussy. I spread my legs as far as the constraints of the tub would let me. Her fingers pulled apart my little plump lips. I felt her ring finger begin to gently move small circles around my clit. She moved her finger in a clockwise position barely touching my clit. I began to circle my hips to match her little finger movements over my pussy. My legs began to shake as she continued to rub me; she would take her fingers and move just into my waiting throbbing hole, and back out to my clit. The feeling was driving me wild. I kept the cloth on my face and I began to rub my nipples that were sticking out of the water. She continued her endless circles of my clit and into my hole; I could feel myself nearing orgasm as she eased in her whole finger into my waiting pussy. I swallowed it and began to rock my hips against her hand; she inserted another finger deep inside me. I felt myself explode on her hand; I squirted a stream of cum on to her hand and her arm. She liked the feeling, she told me it was hot and she wished she could squirt this way. I told her that Daddy had shown me how to do that. She told me that he always fucked me much better than her.
 
She continued to wash me after I came, I left my legs open for her, she rubbed my thighs and back and across my outer pussy lips. I felt my needs arising again; she reached down into the water to my asshole and began to finger it. I could feel myself getting more and more excited. It was then I heard the door opening. I didn’t move Momma would take care of whoever it was. There were not words exchanged maybe I had heard things. Momma continued to fuck my asshole with her long fingers; she had worked two into my little puckered hole. I lay very still as she fucked me, I felt another hand on my nipples, I recognized the hand it was Daddy, he rubbed ever so gently on my nipples he told her to keep fucking my asshole. She did as she was told, his hand moved onto my clit and he began to gently rub. With my asshole being finger fucked and my clit rubbed I squirted again, Daddy sighed he loved for me to squirt. I came two more times before the shaking stopped in my thighs and my lower abdomen. I hadn’t felt this good in a while.
I continued to lay very still for my parents as they fucked me, at 19 I didn’t question it, I knew that my circumstance was unusual and I enjoyed it greatly. I lay quietly and they stopped touching me. I could hear them breathing and I knew that they were doing something. I moved the corner of the cloth off my face, I could see Daddy he had Mom bent over the sink, and he had her jeans pulled down around her ankles. He was sitting on the floor with his tongue in her tight pussy. I watched pushing my fingers down to my clit. He pushed his tongue up and into her cunt, as she moaned. His tongue moved over her pussy like a pro, I loved for him to do this to me, and I knew how good she felt. I continued to stroke my clit under the water as I watched him. He moved his hand up and held her pussy lips open and he licked and sucked at her clit. She came with a hard shudder, her thighs shook as she came on his face. He stood and pulled his hard big cock out of his jeans as she was bent over the bathroom sink he entered her from behind. From the angle I was at I couldn’t tell if he entered her ass or her pussy. It didn’t matter she moaned loudly and came again.
I too was nearing an orgasm as I watched them. His firm nice ass moved back and forth as he pumped his cock in and out of her. He was nearing an orgasm, he moaned and pulled out took two steps over to the bathtub, pulled the cloth of my face and stuck his hard cock into my mouth, he spurted his hot cum into my throat. I gagged simply because I had not been expecting it, he realized as he came that I had been fingering my tight little cunt in the bathtub, he reached down and moved my hand. He pushed three fingers into my waiting snatch and pumped me hard. I was nearing a big orgasm when with his other hand he lifted my ass out of the water, I came as his tongue hit my hard little clit, and I squirted in his face and his hair all over the tub wall. The orgasm was so strong I nearly fainted, my legs quivered and I couldn’t breathe, the cum dripped from my wet pussy. He lowered my back into the hot tub and he kissed me. The next time I opened my eyes I was alone in the bathroom to finish my bath. I had to hurry and get out I had more chores to do in the barn, I had to feed the dogs, and I still hadn’t done the dishes from lunch always more chores than I could finish.

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Meeting Amanda: Sarah’s Little Surprise – Chapter 9

Tommy got up off the couch and reached out to both women to help them up. Sarah started up the stairs first, with Amanda right behind her. Tommy wasn’t too far behind. He was completely enjoying the sight of the two beautiful asses that were right in front of him. He felt like he was one of the luckiest men alive to have such a hot 16 yr old girl friend and now to be able to involve her hot mom also. This was too good to be true.
When they walked into the bedroom Sarah crawled up on the bed first. The first thing she noticed was the mattress protector that was on there. After seeing how her daughter could cum she understood why he had one.
Tommy watched Sarah as she slowly worked her way onto the bed. The view of her ass seductively moving around in front of him was starting to make his cock hard. This was going to be very interesting, having two women at the same time. The one thing he kept wondering about was if Sarah would surprise him in ways that Amanda had done.
Amanda walked over to the side of the bed and climbed up on it next to her mom. Both girls kept looking at Tommy, licking their lips the whole time. They knew what they wanted from him, and it was sticking straight out in front of him, from between his legs.
“So Tommy, what are you waiting for? Climb up here with us.” Amanda said and then started sucking on one of her fingers.
“Yeah Tommy come on. Don’t be shy. From the way you two have been going at it you’re not shy at all. Do you need some encouragement? Both of us will gladly help encourage you up here.” Sarah said to Tommy while giving him a look that would make any man want her.
Sarah looked over at Amanda and motioned her to follow. Both girls headed to the foot of the bed and started running their hands all over each others bodies. Sarah couldn’t believe she was doing this with her daughter. To Sarah, this had to be one of the most erotic things she had ever done with anybody. Every time she would feel Amanda run her fingers over her nipple, her legs would feel like they were going to collapse out from under her. Without thinking about it she leaned forward and started kissing Amanda. They were both in a wild tongue wrestling match with their tongues poking and gliding and slithering inside each others mouth. Sarah could feel her daughter’s hand probing around at her pussy. She knew what she was after and granted her access by spreading her legs wide. Right away she could feel Amanda shove two fingers inside her wetness.
Tommy was so entranced by what he was seeing right now that it didn’t even cross his mind to join them. It surprised him when Sarah started kissing Amanda like they were complete lovers. This was exciting him even more. He could see that when Amanda put her fingers in Sarah’s pussy that her mom was starting to get lost in the moment. He saw Amanda motion for him to climb up on the bed behind her mom. Tommy did as he was told.
Once Tommy was up there he reached around Sarah’s waist and slid his hand, across her stomach, sending shivers through her body. His other hand went straight for one of her DD breasts. Tommy put his body against hers. His hard cock pressed against her ass. Very lightly he started kissing her along her neck.
Sarah didn’t realize Tommy was on the bed with them until there was another set of hands on her body. At first she thought she was imagining things and then she felt Tommy’s cock against her ass. She pushed her hips back against it. Every time she would do that she could feel him grind his hips forward, pressing against her a little harder every time. She totally loved everything that was happening to her.
Amanda was listening to her mom’s breathing. She could hear little moans coming from her mom and that made her want to do even more. She got Tommy to help her lay Sarah down on the bed. Once they had her laid out Amanda started sucking on one of Sarah’s nipples. She could feel her mom’s fingers going through her hair so she could try and keep Amanda’s mouth where it was at.
She looked over at Tommy, never removing her mom’s nipple from her mouth, and rolled her eyes down towards her mom’s pussy. She watched as Tommy licked his lips at the thought of licking that sweet pussy that Amanda had come out of when she was born. She knew he wouldn’t turn that down. She watched as Tommy lifted her mom’s legs up over his shoulders and proceeded down towards that glistening goal ahead of him.
When Tommy got close enough to Sarah’s pussy he blew on her clit. He wasn’t prepared for her to jerk her whole body off the bed from him doing that. Her whole pussy came straight up into his face, causing her body to jerk again. Tommy finally grabbed a hold of her around both thighs and held tight. Keeping his tongue buried in her pussy the whole time.
“Oh shit!” Sarah screamed. She wasn’t expecting Tommy to blow on her clit. She knew Amanda must have told him about how that affected her. She was certain that Tommy was trying to lick her cervix by the way he kept trying to shove his tongue into her even farther than it already was. She knew the only way he was getting that deep with his tongue was that he would have to shove his head up in there. It was one thing having a baby come out of there but she certainly didn’t want someone trying to go back in there with there head. Hell no.
“Amanda you told him, didn’t you?” She asked her daughter, who looked at her mom with a grin on her face.
Amanda finally pulled her moms nipple out of her mouth and replied. “Did you think I could keep that a secret from Tommy? I didn’t tell him because I thought this would happen between all three of us. None of this ever crossed my mind. I told him because I was hoping he would try it on me. Having my clit blown on affects me the same way it affects you, and I love it when he does that.”
Amanda started working her way down to Tommy’s cock. She wanted it back in her mouth because she never finished what she had started down stairs. She wanted his cum in her mouth really bad and she was going to get it.
Sarah saw where her daughter was heading and wished that she was the one going to suck that beautiful cock. But she wasn’t going to complain though. Tommy was Amanda’s boyfriend, not hers. So she just laid back and enjoyed the tongue lashing Tommy was giving her pussy. To Sarah her pussy felt like a canvas and Tommy’s tongue was the paint brush. He was making sure every brush stroke was perfect and in the right place. Not too soft and never too hard. It was always just right.
Tommy felt his cock going in Amanda’s mouth and down her throat. He could feel her flex her throat muscles around the head of his cock. He slowly felt her start to pull his cock out of her mouth some, dragging her teeth along the whole length, till she reached the tip and then buried it completely back to his balls. This was driving him crazy. If she kept that up for too long he was definitely going to cum. Tommy let out a moan onto Sarah’s clit causing her to moan also.
Sarah looked down at Tommy as he pleasured her and at her daughter pleasuring Tommy. “My baby girl is being left out.” She thought to herself. Amanda was in the perfect position for Sarah, who turned herself onto her side and started to spread her daughters’ legs. Sarah could see her daughter’s juices all over her thighs and the bed. Sarah’s mouth started to water. With her daughter’s leg’s spread nice and wide, she slipped two fingers inside Amanda’s pussy. She was amazed at how wet she was. With every thrust of her fingers she felt Amanda’s pussy contract around her fingers. It made her wish that she had a dick so she could fuck Amanda’s tight hole and know the pleasure Tommy feels every time he fucks her daughter. When she pulled her fingers out, she placed them in her mouth, and sucked off all of Amanda’s juices, making sure to not miss a single drop.
Amanda gave a pitiful moan from her mom taking her fingers out of her pussy. She wanted them back in there.
“Awe is my daughter not happy that I pulled my fingers out of you? Well here sweetie. Let me make it better.”
Sarah leaned towards her daughter’s pussy and started licking all around her outer lips. Never once did she touch Amanda’s clit. She knew she was teasing her daughter, but in the end, she knew Amanda would enjoy this even more. While she was doing that she started to finger fuck her daughter again. This time she used three fingers. She heard Amanda let out a long moan when she inserted her fingers into her pussy, which caused Tommy to moan on Sarah’s pussy. That right there sent Sarah over the edge. Quickly she placed her mouth over Amanda’s clit and started sucking on it. She kept moaning the whole time. She never thought it would cause a chain reaction from all three of them.
Sarah started cumming all over Tommy’s face. He was doing everything he could to drink it all down. This in turn caused Tommy to start cumming in Amanda’s mouth, who in turn started cumming all over Sarah.
All three of them were in the throws of a three way orgasm that seemed to not want to quit. Sarah finally had to push Tommy away from her pussy. She couldn’t take it any more. The electrical shocks that were running from her clit and up threw her body were driving her crazy. She looked at Amanda, who still had Tommy’s cock in her mouth. She wished she could get a taste.
“Hey baby girl. Can I get a little taste also? Or is it all for you.” She watched as Amanda pulled Tommy’s cock out of her mouth and then smiled at her mom.
Amanda never said a thing. She wasn’t able too because her mouth was full of Tommy’s cum. Amanda started crawling over to her mom. When Amanda got about a foot from Sarah, she opened her mouth, showing Sarah the gift of Tommy’s cum, that she hadn’t swallowed, to her mom. She watched as her mom smiled and proceeded to lean down to her daughter to except the gift that Amanda had for her.
Tommy watched them exchange his cum from one mouth to the other. He watched as they both swirled it around in each others mouth, thoroughly enjoying their little treat.
After the girls were done with their snack, they crawled up to lay on the bed, with Tommy in between them. Tommy could see that both women were falling asleep so he pulled the covers up over the girls and himself. Both girls moved up against him, with an arm around each of them, and fell into a content sleep. Both girls had a smile on their face when Tommy finally closed his eyes. This was something Tommy could get used to but he didn’t want to do anything that would upset Amanda. But then again, she did say that all three of them could have fun together since Sarah was her mom and she didn’t have a problem with it. Tommy drifted off to sleep, still holding both women in his arms.
When he woke up six hours later, he was laying in bed alone. He was wondering where they could be. He thought that they had gone down stairs but then he heard laughter from the bathroom. They were starting to take a shower.
Tommy slid out of bed and headed to the bathroom. They didn’t close the door completely so he just pushed it open and gazed at two of the hottest bodies he had ever seen. He stood there watching the water run down every curve of them.
“I see you two are awake.”
“Well hey there sleepy head. Why don’t you come in and join us. We haven’t been in here very long. We can make sure that you’re nice and clean.”
“I bet you can.” With that said Tommy headed for the shower and climbed in with them. He noticed that they were going to make sure that he was in the middle and that there wasn’t going to be any arguments about it.
Once he was in there both girls started to lather up his whole body. He was totally enjoying the attention he was getting from both girls. While there hands were washing him Tommy had squirted some body wash on Sarah and Amanda. He made sure that each of his hands was going over the exact same area, on each girl. When he had his hand on Amanda’s breast, he also had his other hand on Sarah’s breast. He could feel them start doing the same thing to him also.
Before Tommy knew it both girls were washing his cock. He could feel a hand run along each side of his cock and down to his balls, where each girl would take half of his nut sack and gently clean it. Tommy let out a moan that he was sure the neighbor must have heard. Then he heard Sarah and Amanda.
“Well mom I think it’s clean.”
“Are you sure? We might have missed a spot. You wouldn’t want him to walk around with a dirty cock would you?”
“Oh no mom, I wouldn’t want that. Well it is at its full length now so there’s only one way to check. Go ahead mom; see if it’s clean enough.” Amanda said to Sarah.
“Are you sure sweetie? You should be the one to see how clean it is.”
“I can have it whenever I want it. Isn’t that right Tommy?”
Tommy was standing there looking down at the both of them kneeling in front of him. His cock was only a foot from them and started to twitch with anticipation for what was to come.
“You know it baby.” Tommy said to Amanda.
Sarah’s mouth was starting to water at the thought of finally getting to have that cock in her mouth. She reached up and took his cock into her hand and started stroking it slowly. She made sure she felt every inch of it from top to bottom. As soon as she saw some pre-cum come out the tip she slipped it into her mouth. His cock tasted so sweet to her. Sarah noticed that with every thrust of Tommy’s cock inside her mouth, she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. She started to reach down to play with her pussy, but instead, grabbed Amanda’s hand and placed it between her legs.
Amanda was happy to oblige her mom’s needs. She knew how her pussy felt when she was sucking on Tommy’s cock and how bad she needed someone to take care of her pussy at the same time.
Amanda started rubbing her mom’s clit in real fast circles and lightly biting one of mom’s nipples. She pushed her fingers in as deep as they would go. Thrusting them up into he mom’s soaking wet pussy. This was making her mom moan and squeal while Tommy’s cock was still in her mouth. This was making Tommy moan even more.
She noticed that Tommy already had his hands on the back of Sarah’s head and was starting to thrust his hips back and forth. Amanda pulled her fingers out of her mom’s pussy and proceeded to spread Sarah’s legs out till they were against the insides of the tub. Once she had her positioned the way she wanted her, Amanda lay down in the tub, and slid up between her mom’s legs till her mouth was directly under her moms’ pussy. Once in position Amanda gently pulled on her moms hips so she would lower herself down to her daughters waiting mouth.
Sarah knew what to do when she felt Amanda start to pull her down by her hips. She immediately lowered herself onto her daughters’ mouth, which Amanda immediately started lapping up every inch of her moms’ cunt. She could feel Amanda attacking her pussy with such intensity that she reached over and put her hand on the side of the tub, to help from loosing her balance from the tremors that were already starting to run through her body. She started to suck Tommy’s cock even harder now.
Tommy looked down and saw Amanda crawling between her mom’s legs. He watched as Sarah lowered herself onto of her daughter’s mouth and heard Sarah begin moaning almost immediately. Tommy noticed that with Sarah lowering herself down like she did, that it made it hard for her to suck on his cock so Tommy bent his knees a little to try to make it a little easier for her. He felt her start to pick up speed and knew right away that it wouldn’t be long before she would start to cum all over her daughter. Tommy leaned back against the wall for support. It wasn’t going to be long before he started shooting his load into her mouth.
Sarah pulled her hand from the side of the tub and grabbed a hold of Tommy’s ball’s and started to gently squeeze them in her hand. She noticed that they were starting to tighten up, preparing to coat the back of her throat with that wonderful sticky cream of his. She could hardly wait for his first shot of cum. All of a sudden she felt Tommy start to thrust into her mouth harder than he was already doing and began telling her to suck harder. Sarah did as she was commanded.
Amanda could here Tommy. She knew it wasn’t going to be long before he would cum in her mom’s mouth. She had shared his cum with her mom earlier but it’s just not the same as getting it straight from the source. Amanda wished it was going into her mouth but she figured she could let her mom have this load all for herself. She heard Tommy start saying something again.
“MMMM!! OOooooooooo!!!! That’s it Sarah. You’ve got me so close. I can see it in your eyes that you want this load don’t you. Where do you want me to shoot this load? Come on baby; tell me where you want it.”
Sarah pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked him in the eye’s. She knew where she wanted it and she knew why she wanted it there. She had this part planned out. She wanted that cock in her pussy, shooting his cum all over her insides.
Sarah lifted up off of Amanda’s mouth and turned around with her ass facing Tommy. She looked over her shoulder at Tommy.
“Stick that cock in my pussy Tommy. I want that load in me. I want you to fuck my pussy with that hard cock and fill it with your cum.”
Sarah turned back around and went straight to eating her daughter’s pussy. Giving her the tongue fucking she deserves.
Tommy wasn’t going to deny Sarah what she wanted, but before he did he looked down at Amanda, whose eyes were starting to roll back in her head from her mom fucking her pussy with her tongue. It was like she knew he was looking at her when he heard her say. “Go ahead Tommy, give her what she wants. Shoot that sweet cum in her.”
With hearing that from Amanda, Tommy placed the head of his cock at the opening of Sarah’s extremely wet pussy. He knew that some of the wetness was from Amanda’s tongue and that right there was kind of a turn-on for him. He felt Sarah’s body jump when his cock touched the opening to her pussy. Slowly he pushed forward till just the head of his cock was inside. He grabbed Sarah by the hips, then, without any warning, shoved all of it in her. Tommy watched as her head shot straight up from Amanda’s pussy and let out moan that just about made him cum. Slowly, Sarah went back to eating her daughters’ juicy hole. When Tommy saw that she was fully back to giving oral pleasures to her daughter, he started to pull his cock out till just the head was in. Then, he thrust it back in with the same speed as the first time. Tommy kept this same pattern up for about a minute then he started to pick up speed. He started thrusting faster and harder and was almost certain that he would make her fall forward and hit her head against the back of the tub. He hoped that wouldn’t happen.
Tommy could hear Amanda start moaning. He knew she wasn’t far from exploding all over her mom’s face and mouth. Then, Tommy felt something entering Sarah’s pussy along with his dick. When he looked down, Amanda had slipped two fingers inside her mom’s pussy and had them kinda spread like a “V”, one finger on each side of his cock. This just made it feel even tighter to Tommy. He looked at Amanda and saw she had that evil grim on her face. Tommy couldn’t take it any more.
“Damn I’m going to cum Sarah. Oh yes I’m going to cum. I’m going to fill that pussy of yours just like you want. Give it all to you.”
“Yes Tommy fills my pussy. Shoot all of it in me. Don’t let a drop get away. Oh yes Tommy yes. DAMN YOUR COCK FEELS SO FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!”
Sarah started to explode all over Tommy’s cock and down onto Amanda’s face and into her mouth. She immediately shoved three fingers inside Amanda’s pussy and started finger fucking her ferociously. That put her daughter over the edge. Sarah quickly put her mouth over her daughters love hole and started lapping up everything she could.
Tommy totally lost all control. Hearing both girls having orgasms was more than he could take. Tommy gave three hard thrusts into Sarah’s pussy, erupting deep inside her. He could feel her inner walls milking his cock for everything it had.
After five good shots of cum and several minutes of just laying in the tub with Sarah and Amanda, they finally climbed out. All three of them were extremely weak from the fucking they just did and plus because none of them had even eaten today.
Once they were all dried off Tommy went down stairs to the kitchen. He knew they needed to eat something but he really didn’t feel like making anything. He started to call up to Amanda and Sarah to see if they just wanted to order out, when he saw them come walking down the stairs. They called him into the living room.
Once in there they all sat down on the floor since the couch was still wet from earlier. Tommy looked at Amanda, who was sitting there looking really upset and worried. This made Tommy curious as to what was going on.
“So girls, what up?” Tommy asked. “What’s with that face Amanda? You look like something bad has happened.”
“Something bad might have happened. It’s all going to depend on how you take it. I’m not going to tell you though. My mom will.” Amanda looked over at her mom with an angry stare.
“What is she talking about Sarah? Why is it going to depend on how I take it?”
Sarah took a deep breathe and started talking. “Tommy, one of the things I’ve wanted was another child. I wish I would have had one several years ago so Amanda could have had a brother or sister around while she grew up. But unfortunately I didn’t.”
“Well it’s still not too late for you to have another child Sarah. You just need to find someone willing to be the father. That shouldn’t be too hard. You are a very sexy woman. Any man would be stupid to turn you down.”
Sarah felt flattered at hearing Tommy say that. “Actually I have found someone Tommy. It’s you.”
“What did you just say?” Tommy was dumbstruck by what he was just told.
“It’s you Tommy.” Sarah repeated. “I knew I wanted to have your baby when I first met you. Then after hearing about you and Amanda and how wonderful you have treated her, then I was 100% certain. I didn’t want anyone else to be my babies’ father.”
Tommy wasn’t sure of what to say and he definitely wasn’t prepared to hear something like this. He was completely caught off guard.
“I’m sorry Tommy. I didn’t know till just a little bit ago. I’ve never known that she wanted another child. That was news to me especially when she told me she wanted to have your baby.” Amanda looked like she was getting ready to cry.
Tommy pulled her over to him and held her in his arms. He was afraid that with her mom coming forward with this information that maybe Amanda thought he didn’t want to be with her anymore and would instead want to be with Sarah.
Sarah felt really bad about telling them about that, but it was too late now. She just wondered how they were going to take the rest of the news.
“I hate to say this but there is still more I have to tell you.”
Tommy and Amanda looked over at Sarah. Both of them had a look of concern on their faces.
“Well before I say anything else I just want to tell you Amanda that I am not trying to take him from you. I would never do something like that to you.” She noticed Amanda relax a little and wipe the tears from her eyes.
“Wait a minute before you start saying anything else Sarah. Your saying you want to have a baby, right?”
“Yes.”
“You also said that you want me to help you have a baby.”
“Yes Tommy I did.”
I’m just wondering something. Do I get any kind of say in any of this?”
“Well you can but remember I had more to tell the both of you.”
“Ok. So what’s the rest of it?” Tommy didn’t no if he should be mad or flattered about all of this.
“Ok here’s the rest. It might be too late for you to get a say in it.” Sarah just sat there, looking from Tommy to Amanda.
“What do you mean it might be too late?” That was when it hit him. He remembered that she wanted him to cum in her pussy. “Are you saying that you’re not on any birth control?”
“Mom what have you done? Why would you do something like this? I thought I was being nice and letting you find out for yourself just how good he is. This was not something that I expected.” Amanda was really upset about all of this. Then, all of a sudden she started smiling and then looked at her mom and told her. “But then again, I will get a little brother or sister out of this.” She kind of liked how this was turning out.
Tommy couldn’t believe what he was hearing from Amanda. He started to think that they had set this entire thing up, but then he wiped that thought out of his mind.
“So you’re not mad at me for what I pulled on him?” Sarah asked Amanda.
“I’m kinda mad at you but I do like the thought of having a little brother or sister running around. Plus I do like the thought of Tommy being the father. I already know how kind and gentle he is and now you know also. The only thing that kind of bothers me is that you will be having his baby before I do.”
Both of them saw the look of Sarah’s face. It was the same look that Amanda would get on her face when she had done something or was planning something.
“Mom what did you do? I see that look.”
“Well I did have something to tell you also. Remember the birth control pills I’ve been handing you for the last several months?”
“Yes what about the pills? Are you saying that I’m not on the pill either?”
Sarah shook her head yes. “If you think about it, the ones you were taking were little white round pills. But for the last two months you’ve been taking little round blue ones. What you’ve been taking is actually headache medicine. Not birth control. So you just might have his baby before I do.”
Tommy wasn’t handling any of this very well. He got up and went out the back door to get some fresh air. This was more than he ever bargained for when he got involved with Amanda. He noticed that neither one of the girls had followed him outside. He guessed that they were just trying to give him some room to breathe and that was what he needed right now.
“Hell. What’s the chances that both of them will get pregnant?” He asked himself. “That’s a long shot. Shoot I don’t even know if I’m shooting live ammo or duds. Damn I hope there live. What the hell am I saying?” Tommy stood there and took a couple deep breathes and started to relax. He really needed to think about this.
Amanda and Sarah watched as Tommy got up and headed out onto the back porch. He didn’t say a word when he left the room.
“Amanda I am so sorry if I have ruined things for you.”
“It’s ok. The one I think we need to worry about is Tommy. You have dropped a major bomb on him, well, and me also. I’m not going to let it bother me though. If I’m pregnant then I will just have to work things out myself.”
“No sweetie. We’ll work them out together. One way or another everything is going to work out for the best. I love you Amanda.”
“I love you too mom.” Amanda leaned over and kissed her mom on the cheek and gave her a hug. She heard the back door open.
Tommy walked back into the room and just stood there staring at both of them.
“Are you OK Tommy?” Amanda asked.
“Yeah I’m OK. I’m just wondering if the both of you are going to handle what my decision is.
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Luck and Love: XII

Facing his father, Michael nearly fainted. He felt his vision start to go black and fought it. He lost for a moment, but he remembered to breath as his father patted the chair next to him. Mike walked forward slowly and took the chair, pale and shaking in the face of punishment.
“What
 What are you going to do
? How did you find
 Wha
?” Michael didn’t know which question he wanted to ask. He wanted so much to just run away, go after Candy and stay with her. But his father chuckled and he lost all those thoughts. His mind went blank as his father laughed at him.
“I’m not going to do anything, Mikey. She’s pretty cute, that one. Would take something
 someone
 serious to push that one out of your head. Did you use protection?” His father asked the question so nonchalantly that Michael just looked at him. His father began to repeat himself before Mike answered.
“Her parents had her young. She has a medical document that her parents gave her
 something saying she was incapable of getting pregnant. They
 snipped her tubes, she said.” His father nodded.
“It’s a good plan, for a kid born to young parents. Still, they’ve done well for themselves, I’ve heard. Candy is a bit spoiled, but on her game around the right people, and nice at her core. I’ve got to say
” Now his father turned from his coffee and newspaper to face Michael full on. “You are some kid. To have that girl here for three days straight and repeatedly have sex, then to turn her out of doors
 it takes heartlessness, a cheating man, or an incredibly strong person to do that. Now why don’t you tell me what happened this weekend.” Mike looked at the table and then at his father. He tried to start a few times, but stopped. He didn’t know how to tell it all. He had to leave out Rose
 had to.
“Friday
 I had a study session with this girl in my class. That day at school, around lunch, that girl Candy (and this was after I had made plans to help the other girl) tried to do the same thing she’d done every day. Tried to slap me, cuss me out, make me feel awful, because I’m the class loner.” Mike’s father looked at the table at that. They both knew that it had been the incident. “ Long story short, I shoved her away from me and cussed her and her little group of friends out. I came home and took a nap. Around seven I woke up and ZoĂ«, the girl I was supposed to study with, was ringing the doorbell. I invited her in and over the night
 well we ended up in the same bed. But she had to eave Saturday morning and go on a trip until Tuesday, today. She told me
 she told me that for the weekend I could sleep with other girls. I didn’t want that, didn’t expect to, but she was adamant about allowing it. I saw her off, spent that day in a daze after she left. I
 don’t
 know
 what it
 was about her

Mike tried to explain what it was that made him miss ZoĂ«. It was something, but he didn’t want to say love and look silly. His eyes were glued to the table. Then his father spoke up.
“It was love.” Mike looked at his father; the eyes full of sympathy and understanding instead of exasperation and disappointment as they usually were when they talked. Mike felt his eyes well up. “ I know how it is. I had someone like that in high school. It isn’t, usually what adult love is. Its different, due to the fact that you have to sneak around and don’t have the freedom you need fro real love
 on top of the fact that your parents are telling you that you don’t know what love is, that you’re just too young and ignorant and stupid. It’s
 it’s still there. You know that it’s love. Most young men, like you, who aren’t trying to be the popular guy in school or who aren’t trying to impress the girls or do any other number of things, would just say it. Why aren’t you saying it?” Mike thought about that. He looked at his father, the man who he had grown so
 apart
 from, here looking at him with that understanding he wanted. That he needed. And he knew why he didn’t want to say it.
“I’m afraid.” And his father looked at him. He just
 stared. He didn’t say anything. Just looked at Michael. “I’m so afraid that it isn’t love. That I’m wrong, and I’ll screw up, or that I’ll find out there’s something better and it’ll be for another girl. But then, after Candy
 I don’t think there is any other option for what it could be. I know that it could be love. But
 I’m scared. I thought that none of this would happen for years. I dint think it would be this hard, and if I hadn’t been an ass it wouldn’t be. But now I’m the bad guy, because I stared something where I want to have both worlds and I’m going to be in pain either way I choose. But I also know that I have to choose ZoĂ«, because I know that if I don’t I won’t ever know what this is. That’ll hurt worse than anything else.” He stopped talking and felt his throat close up. Michael knew this was exactly what he thought. What he was afraid of. But he had been trying to block it out.
“Michael
 I didn’t expect that. I expected something that I’ve heard before, something that any other parent might expect
 But then teenagers are not as shallow and stupid as we make you out to be. The stereotype is all wrong
 Mikey, finish your story really quick. Please.”
“Sunday morning Candy came by and apologized for the way she’d treated me these past two years. She was almost crying, and it was hot out, so she came into the living room. She stood there, really awkward because I didn’t want her there. It was too easy, too easy for me to betray
 she apologized and I apologized for the things I said. She wanted a hug
 and then
 I heard ZoĂ« in my head, telling me, not asking me, but telling me, to sleep with other girls. That she wanted me all to herself when I got back. And I gave in. I don’t know what it was, but I remember the way Candy smelled
 I can smell it so easily. I just gave in and I cheated on the girl that I think I’m in love with
”
“No.” Mike looked at his father with an expression of hurt. He had just finally come to terms and his father
 said no? “You didn’t cheat. You had a moment of weakness in a time when you had a girl who was important to you. But
 but from the way you make her out, and the way you feel about this ZoĂ«, you didn’t cheat.” Mike looked at his dad, close to tears.
“But
 I
 promised…”
“Did you promise her you wouldn’t?” Mike shook his head. “Did she tell you to sleep with other girls?” a nod. “Did you love that girl who you just turned out.” Mike started to say something. “Yes or no? in any way, do you love Candy?” Mike nodded again. “And you turned her out for what you believe to be real love. And that was the only reason that girl left. From what I saw and heard, she knew as well as you do that you had given a much different part of your heart to those girls, a bigger piece to ZoĂ«. Mikey, would that girl the Candy that you know, have given you up if she didn’t know you really loved someone else?” Mike shook his head and started to say something again. “Mike, you just did something that anyone, any man capable of really cheating on his girl, would never have done. You just did something powerful. Something that makes you strong. Now, feel bad about yourself for ‘cheating’, but I don’t think you did. I think you’re a great kid, and I think anytime you want to have someone stay over, you’re responsible enough to both del with the consequences of a mistake and deal with the courtesy that situation demands.”
Mike just looked at his father with that dumb, agonized look.
“You’re giving me permission to have girls here overnight? After I lied
 and I
” Mike’s father looked at him with a very serious look.
“Mike, I knew that you wouldn’t have done that if the girls weren’t here, if it had been just you and I here. And I wouldn’t blame you if you would have. Three mornings, two nights
 I don’t know how you turned that girl out. I wouldn’t have at your age. Jesus, I envy you Mike. You’ve earned the privilege of having girls over, after accusing yourself of cheating, turning out an incredibly hot woman for another one, and managing all of this under the pressure of hiding it from three people in the same house. Well two. I found out.” His father grinned at him. Mike still looked like he was in agony. His father felt pain at the look. He knew that Mike wanted to feel elated. Any other teen would have been. But Mike
 Mike was thinking that he had cheated on a woman and that super ceded everything. He chuckled, got up out of his chair and put the coffee mug in the sink. He put his hand on Mike’s shoulder.
“I think you should skip school today. Go spend it with your girl. And if she wants to spend the night, I’ll talk to her parents or you can tell them something different. I certainly don’t want Dana hanging out with any guys overnight, and I can understand what they’d think. But then, they haven’t met you yet.” He chuckled again before walking to the downstairs hall and his bedroom.
“You’re welcome!”
Mike sat there for a minute before standing up. He went upstairs, leaving his backpack where it was on the couch and passing Dana like a wraith on stairs, ignoring what she yelled at him. He crawled into his bed and laid there, his thoughts too rapid to process. He grabbed his cell phone and shot Zoë a text, their first text, before turning over and going back to sleep.
**********************************
When Michael woke up, he groggily turned over and reached for his phone. When he didn’t find it, he lifted his head from the pillow and looking at the nightstand. Nothing. He shifted toward the edge of the bed, only to find nothing on the floor of his room. He rubbed his eyes and stretched before rolling onto his back. Then he felt someone sit on the edge of his bed. Before he could open his eyes, he felt someone cuddle up to his side. Hazelnut
 peach
 and green apple? He turned his head and found a beautiful face, dotted with a few freckles and framed by dark brown hair, a pair of luscious lips.
“Hey, princess
 did you take my cell phone?” She bit her lip and nodded.
“I just got in town
 And I made sure to turn off your phone. Just for a little while.” He grinned as she looked at him innocently.
“Well
 that just doesn’t seem long enough.” She giggled as he turned to face her and grabbed her hip. They met in a kiss that was as lighthearted as they felt. In his daze Mike felt no sadness from his thoughts that morning. He just wanted to be with ZoĂ«. The kiss gradually became heavier along with their breathing, their hands exploring on top of their clothes. Then ZoĂ« pushed Michael off of her, leaving him with a look of sarcastic hurt. That look dropped off of his face when she slowly, painstakingly, unbuttoned the buttons on the light blue shirt she wore over the plain white tee underneath. Mike exhaled slowly as she slid it down off of her shoulders and let it fall. The nearly see through fabric of the shirt in a small pile around her feet seemed like an erotic part of a movie, when they wouldn’t show what was happening elsewhere, only zooming the camera slowly around that shirt and the pair of feet inside of it. But for Michael, that wasn’t the whole picture.
ZoĂ« turned slowly around as she grabbed the hem of her undershirt and pulled it up over her head, agonizingly slow for a strip tease. Michael felt his throat get tight gain as she pulled the shirt up over her bra, leaving that clasp winking at him in the middle of her back. It was now a little more tanned than when he had last seen her, except a line of light skin that Mike could see underneath the light green lace of the bra. Mike didn’t realize how zoned out he was until he heard Zoë’s laughter and felt the shirt hit his face. He grinned and threw the shirt off of the bed, watching as she bent over, dropping the shorts she wore in the process, and came up slowly, looking at him as she lightly, lightly rubbed her legs on the way up. Her underwear was a matching set, blue lace that was very see through. Mike tried desperately not to gaze at her gorgeous ass and watched her, biting her lip as she touched her body so tantalizingly. When she stood up, her left hand was in between her hips, though Mike couldn’t see her fingers in between her legs, and her right was grazing the skin of her breasts. He grinned as he realized she was getting off on this. But still he couldn’t resist getting up off the bed and going to her, kissing her neck as his hands covered her own and pushing them into the fabric of her underwear, making her rub herself. She groaned at his touch. He could feel how wet she was through her fingers. He spun her around and grabbed her by the back of her neck, pulling her lips to his and sliding his hand into her panties, copping her ass with his hand before he touched the wet heat of her hidden lips.
“I missed you
” She whispered as he pulled off his t-shirt.
“You have no idea
” She smiled as he slid his unoccupied hand to the clasp of her bra and pull her back to him. ZoĂ« can feel the hardon in his shorts, feels his hands on her skin, his lips against hers and when he finally pulls away to kiss at her neck again, she groans loudly. Loud enough to be heard outside the closed doors of his room. ZoĂ« feels her orgasm approaching as his fingers probe at her vagina, barely even touching her. She starts panting as he bites at her neck, strokes her back. She wants him. ZoĂ« wants him more than anyone else in the world. Standing there, in front of him with her most see through underwear, she thinks of his face as she danced for him. She feels her body tense up, hears herself moan as the waves of her orgasm crash on her. She shakes in his arms, under his touch, against his skin. Mike can feel the heat of her flesh; both her loins and her body are both burning up. He feels the same, but this time it is different. This time he longs for her in ways

Mike unclasps her bra and holds her tight against him, holding the loose fabric against her breasts. The feeling is tantalizing, rough against his chest and ZoĂ« groans as their movement pushes and rubs the fabric against her sensitive skin. She throws her head back and moans as he kisses her neck just under her chin, his fingers still rubbing at her sensitive lips and thighs and his hand stroking at the back of her neck and her back. When they kiss again they can think of nothing else but the pleasure they are bringing one another. ZoĂ« pushes Mike back away from her and drops to her knees, frantically unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down and off. Neither can stop, neither wants to stop. ZoĂ« grabs his cock, licking his shaft and sucking the head into her mouth before sinking it into her throat. She needs this. She’s so hot; her body feels like it’s burning. Her pussy is dripping, she thinks. She doesn’t want him; she needs him.
Mike brushes her hair out of her face, holding it behind her head as she sucks him. He grabs her head and pushes her further onto his cock and she actually does gag a bit. She resists him, but he can’t stop. ZoĂ« pulls off of him and looks at her lover with the devil in her eyes, stroking his cock fast and hard now. It felt good to have him force her. She takes him back into her mouth, her tongue sliding against the huge cock in her mouth. She feels his hands on the back of her head again and wills him to push. He pushes her and she feels his pubic hair in her nose. Still he pushes her. She coughs around his cock and pulls off, knowing that there’s saliva around her lips from her gagging. She stands up and he grabs her, snapping her head back as he kisses her and grabs her by the ass, picking her up and laying her on the bed. She knows her panties are still on, but she hold his face to hers, her fingernails digging into his scalp as his cock presses into her pussy. God she needs him. Mike pulls away from her lips for a moment, an inch between them, and reaches down to her panties, grabbing them and ripping them off of her. She cries out in pleasure at the sound of ripping lace. Then he’s inside of her, splitting her on his massive cock. She nearly screams as the muscles of her hole squeeze at him, try to pull him deeper inside of her. Mike can’t control himself. He hits her cervix on the first thrust and pushes harder and harder. He hears ZoĂ« scream but she’s begging him to keep going. He feels the incredible heat of her sex, the tightness; it’s all too good. They both hear the sound of skin slapping against skin as he sucks her. They kiss to stop the other from yelling out, from screaming at the top of their lungs. Still they can’t hold it in. Mike picks ZoĂ« up again, turning around and slamming her hard into the wall, fucking her hard as he gets closer and closer. ZoĂ« can’t take it. The throb in her shoulders is only exciting her, making the frenzy worse. She feels Mike pull out and is about to scream for him to fuck her more, then she feels him push into her ass and she screams in agony and pleasure. Mike hears her but it’s distant, like she’s far away. Her nails gouge into his back as she pulls him closer, her legs are still wrapped around his waist as he fucks her sphincter. She screams, an ear-piercing scream of agony and bliss as she cums, one huge orgasm. He hears this, hears it full on in his ear, and he pulls out, ramming himself back into her pussy and forces another orgasm and another scream. He cums and shoots the biggest load of his life into her cervix and she passes out from the pleasure, still she’s cumming. Mike, with the last of his strength, walks to the bed and lays her down. He tries to pull away but she isn’t limp, still clawing at his back as she jerks in the throes of orgasm He sighs and falls asleep in her arms.

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Another Addicted Story ch. 6-8

Eddie Spedman thought he was living the American Dream; owned his own business and married to his highschool sweetheart with two wonderful kids. Until a freak event made him realize that he was living the American Nightmare. However that freak event also gave him something he didn’t believe in; Sex Slaves

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Taboo Confesions

Taboo Confessions
I started a hot line for people to tell about the over 18 taboo events in their lives. No names, locations and my caller I.D. turned off. I didn’t know or want to know them, only their stories.
Here is the first call I got.
———–
“I’m a girl, 18, I love my daddy and my brother both so much, I started wanting to have sex with them. I had nice tits now and they both started take notice. It started with my brother wanting feel my tits, and I let him. It gave me hot feelings and tingles in my pussy. My daddy noticed too. I liked this attention and began to act sexy around them, teasing them with my body. My brother came in my bedroom one night and told me to be quiet. He laid down beside me and said how hot I looked and started feeling my tits.
I was so excited and felt his body back. We lay side by side with his hand under my night gown feeling me up. He had on boxers and I felt him too as his hand went in my panties. I felt his finger going up and down my slit, I gasp, as the feeling was awesome. I felt his hard lump in his boxers. He took off my nightgown and then my panties.
My heart was beating so fast with the excitement, my heart was beating so fast. I pulled on his boxers and he removed them. We lay side by side feeling us for a while. His dick was rock hard, but soft skin through. He worked his finger up and down my slit until it got very wet, and he slipped his finger up in me. I loved the feeling and open my legs wide for him. I stroked his dick up and down like I’d seen in the porn vids online, only this time is was me, and real. I got new hot feelings every where.
I kissed him, He paused
then kissed me back, way better than any boy ever kissed me before. We kept kissing and he started putting his tongue across my lips. I about fainted it felt so good. I started stroking his dick faster for him, as he moved his finger in and out of my pussy. He moaned,
. and then I felt his cum shoot out all over my hand and my tummy. He moved his hips with my stroking him, and more cum came out as I keep stroking him using his cum as a slick lotion. My pussy was really wet now as he had two fingers in it. I felt a good feeling building up and up then it peaked, and I felt this glorious feeling which made me squirm and I moaned too. It made me shake and squeeze my pussy tight on his fingers.
We listened
.all quiet in the house. We didn’t really know how loud our moans got. He grabbed his boxers and left my bedroom. I kept rubbing my own pussy inside, like he did, but one spot was tingling real good. It was my clit, so I rubbed it with my other hand more. Soon more feelings came on, and the more I rubbed my clit, the more they rose up inside of me. I kept going until it peaked and I shuddered and came so good, I lost my breath.
I had discovered real masturbation like I heard the others girls talk about. Thanks to my brother. I had to reward him.”
———-
She said she had to go because her Husband would be home soon. I had not said a word during all of her story. I quick told her she would be “001” and I was: ”Blue” and to call back anytime. I told her that was a wonderful story and please call back and continued it. She giggled and whispered: (“..did my story give you big hardon?” ) I chuckled and said: “Hell yes, 001, I can’t wait for you to call back.” She giggled and gave me a sexy “Good byeeeee, Blue.”
———-
The next call I got was that evening was from a mom and son both on the line. She started first and told how she and her son were having sex.
“My son __ and I started having feelings for each other when he was 18 . It started when we hugged and I felt a lump in his pants pressing against me. It gave me a hot feeling thinking my own son has the hots for me. I tried to forget it, but no use. I hugged him every chance I got and he hugged me too. Soon we were pressing our selves together and moving his dick on my pussy real hot every time.”
——-
(son)
“Mom, you started it
.you were making my hardon grow big, I couldn’t help but keep it up.” the son said. They both giggled.
She continued
.
“We kept doing this as it was building up and up. Then one night I was in my robe and him in his pajama bottoms and he came in the kitchen and he hugged me real big. Dad was watching T.V. and we were out of sight of him. He wiggled his dick on the front of me and my robe came open in the front a little. His dick came out the front of his pajamas. I had no panties on and I felt his dick on my pussy for the first time. I froze with a gasp
. as it felt so damn good. He rubbed it right on my pussy, and I shuddered and had an orgasm right then. I quick closed my robe and felt his dick and put it back in his pajamas. I was shook up and whispered to him. (“..tomorrow night, 
(breath)
dad will be out of town, I’ll come to your room and we can
a a a
 play a little.., now shhhh!”)
—–
(son)
“Mom you made me so hot when said that, I had to run out of the kitchen so dad wouldn’t see my hardon!” They both giggled.
The mom continued

“ I was so excited waiting for dad to go, I was wet the whole time. I wanted ____ in the worst way, I fantasized about feeling him naked and him on top of me, fucking me and cuming in me, making me moan and climax so good. The risk and taboo of it all was turning us both on as we snuck feels and kissed when dad was not looking. I had to hide my trembling hands at times, so dad wouldn’t notice.”
———
The son said:
.
“I was wanking all the time waiting for the night, my mom has a very hot body and big tits. I just want to feel her body and put my hardon in her. It was fun torture though.”
——–
The mom continued
.
“You just don’t know how intense it is unless you’ve done it. This was building up for a very long time now, and my pussy quivered, dripped, and felt so hot inside. I had never been this turned on in my life! My husband is good to us, but I found girls panties in his car, about the time he quit fucking me. That was a long time ago. That’s when my sexual feelings went up for my son. He made me feel hot again, and I got those tingles in my pussy, I use to feel.
That wonderful night, my tummy tingled as I went to his room. I had on just a thin nightie, no bra, no panties. I went in and he was waiting for me naked with a big hardon. My heart was beating so fast as I got in bet with him. Our arms went around us in a flash. We kissed like boyfriend and girlfriend. I felt new feelings in my pussy like never before. We lay side by side kissing and gasping for breath. He had never felt my tits and his trembling hands felt me so good and gentle.
Moans came out of my mouth automatically. I felt his dick finally, so hard and warm. I took my time feeling it and feeling his balls. He couldn’t wait anymore and felt my pussy and rubbed it. He put 2 fingers in me and worked them in and out. His thumb was right on my clit, massaging it too. I pulled him on top of me and put his dick in me
.oh!
.my!
god!
.he felt better than his dad ever did. He kissed me with passion and our tongues met and went around and around. It was only his 3rd time fucking a girl. He moaned so beautiful and he started fucking me slow, at first. I was in sexual heaven.
He pushed, and I pulled his dick in me deep
.I felt like I would pass out with the excitement
.we both started fucking faster and moaning. My body was racing up to a climax. Then I felt it
.his hot cum shooting in my hot pussy as he yelled out..”Oh Jezzzzz, OHHHH” and we both came together as I let out a yell like no other I had ever had
.”OHHH MY GOD!!!!
BABY!
.OOOO“. I held him in me tight as the climax lasted and lasted as he kept shooing hot cum in me, over and over. We moaned for a long time and both finally collapsed.
——–

, the son said
.
“Mom blew my mind. The other girls I had fucked weren’t anything as hot as she was, and this was just our first time!”
—
Mom filled in

“I woke up dizzy
like in a dream. His dick was still in me and it would jump a little, causing me to weakly squeeze it more.
We still fuck today when we can sneak it. He has girlfriends and nobody knows what we do. We like it this way When dad goes fishing for the weekend
.he comes over and attacks me so good. I squeal and run from him as we laugh and play. Next time I may attack him and chase him all over the house. We giggle and we may end up fucking right in front of dads chair


——–
I told them both that was a great story. Their number would be 002, and I’m Blue, call back anytime If you have another story.
Click
..
I typed as fast as I could, not wanting to leave out anything. Two calls, and I was exhausted
.wow
 My girlfriend, who sits beside me sometimes when I type came by and she giggled as I drug her into the bedroom and started stripping her clothes off. She said: “No need to ask how the phone line went
OMG
.
I sent her home with her mind in a daze
.smiling.
———
That night, I got one more call. It was a dad who was fucking his18 yr old daughter. (he said he was a Cop) They both really like it. It started when daughter started coming on to dad with her sexy body. She liked seeing him get hot over her. So she started doing it more. She found she could make him get a hardon anytime, anyplace she wanted to, and got attention from him.
She fondled and teased him all the time. She was sexy, long blond hair, new young tits that stuck out firm, and now her feeling grew and she had the hots for her dad big time. His resistance was wearing down as she stepped up her desire to have sex with her dad. He worked long hours at night and his wife got lonely. His is wife started running around with other men. Daughter wanted dad and knew she could have him if she worked it right.
He said:
..
“She came in one morning and got in bed with me. Mom never came home that night, not unusual for her to be gone for days, somewhere. She laid on top of me and started kissing me and wiggled her pussy on my dick, teasing me. This time I kissed her back with passion, as our tongues went wild in our mouths. She was all excited now and felt my big hardon and put her pussy right on it. She started breathing hard and told me how much she loved her daddy and wanted to love him more.
She reached down and put her hand on my bare boner and started stroking it. I pulled her panties down and my boxers and now it was skin to skin. She put my boner between her legs and started stroking me with her tight legs as she rubbed it on her pussy. I pulled her nightie off and her panties too. She pulled my boxers off and continued to rub my boner, on her wet pussy. She was soon panting out of breath and moaning 
’oh daddy, you feel so good, I want you in me so bad.’ She reached down and put my boner in her tight little pussy. She was very wet, but it slowly slipped right in.
She moaned and started sliding back and forth on top of me, moaning and kissing me. She kept moaning
’oh daddy
oh daddy!’ as she moved faster on me. I held her little butt cheeks and we got a rhythm going. She got to moaning louder and louder and wrapped her arms around my neck and really started fucking me fast. She moaned in pulses
’oh
oh
oh
oh
Oh
.Oh..Oh Daddy!’ and as I let go with a big cum, she yelled
”OH god DADDYYYYYEEEE” and started shaking and twisting her body on me. Her hands went crazy feeling me and kissing me with her tongue twisting in my mouth. She pulsed her pussy on my dick over and over, squeezing it tight. She lay trembling out of breath as we drifted off to blissful sleep.”
———-
I thanked him and told him he was # 003, and to call back with any more stories or updates.
Next was #004…a girl that rocked my world
..
————
This girl had a very different story to confess. Her voice was kind of a whisper at first, like there were people in the room and she didn’t want them to hear her, but
. It was just her sexy voice. She gave me chills as she talked so sexy. She seemed to be obsessed with sexual attention. She said she lived on a farm, and her husband was working all the time, and she got lonely. She had a son, 18, that she started lusting for. She started in enticing him sexually and he started responding slowly. She would kiss him like a lover and feeling him more and more. He started getting excited and soon they were both getting strong sexual feelings for each other. Their feelings grew into hot lusty groping of each others body’s like two lovers sneaking a feel up and hot passionate kisses.
She continued in her sexy whisper voice

..
“He was making me so horny, I would wait until he got up in the morning with just his underpants on. I would wear a see through long nightie so he could see my big tits and my dark bush. Dad was already gone to work. I watched his eyes look at my sexy body and smile. He knew I was lusting for him and we started hugging and groping each other. I wanted to have sex with him so bad, I had to have it. That morning we kissed and felt us up and slowly moved back into his bedroom.
I closed and locked his door. Oh
yes, I was going make it happen now. I worked my hand into his underwear and moved them down. He had a full nice erection. I shuddered as I felt it, warm and firm. His hands went to my tits and he squeezed them full on for the first time, not just a passing brush or a side feel up. He was as excited as I was. He whispered out of breath: (“
mom, your driving me crazy
I want you so bad I dream about you
your so sexy and hot looking
my balls hurt, they are so full of cum for just you”..) I melted with desire for him and I felt a trembling in my stomach.
He started kissing me so hot, our tongues both touched and the passion increased with hot desire that he and I had never felt before. I loved the feelings I felt as he slowly started inching up my nightie. I got such chills as my nightie came up and up and off. I pulled is underwear down and It dropped to the floor and he stepped out of them. We stood gasping and kissing as our hands felt all of us over and over.”
—–
She paused
her telling the story was causing her to relive the event, and I heard her breathing in the phone increase to a pause for breath, more and more. She admitted she was making herself very hot telling all this, and she may have to call back as she may have to go masturbate right now
.I said quickly
”Your #004, I’m ’Blue’ please call back your story is the best on so far”
. I heard her pause
and then she whispered: (“..blue
keep talking while I rub myself, your making me very hot
keep talking,
. please
.talk to me and tell me how much my story makes you desire me right now
I know my story is making you hot too”

(Well
how could I turn this down.)
I said: “It’s true
.your story has turned me on. I picture your hot body, and want it so bad right now. I have a huge erection thinking about you and
..” She interrupted me, gasping for air and said: (“
oh yes, keep talking blue…I’m getting so hot and rubbing my pussy for you
your going to make me climax…oh yes
Oh
 tell me how your erection feels in me
.I
.oooooooo“



..
She stopped talking and just moaned, louder and louder. I heard her climax by her voice pausing and moaning
.“Ohhhhhhhhhhh“
..
There was a long pause as I heard little gasps in the phone

..then she hung up.
Well
 I hadn’t planned a phone sex line, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to turn this down, this woman was good at it and I had to cool down.
My girlfriend was liking this because that night we had more great sex. She asked: “When do I get to read what you’ve written?”
I replied
”When my dick stops being sore!”
———–
I wanted #004 to call back and continue. That night late, she called. “Blue?” There was no mistaking that voice. “Number 004?” I asked
I heard her breathing increase. “Where did I leave off blue?” I told her that her and her son were naked, standing up in his bedroom, feeling each other up. She said ‘oh yes’
and continued in that whisper sexy voice of hers:
“Blue
.you made me feel so good, my son has left and gone to a life of his own. Can I please call you when I need to rub myself real bad?” I said yes, anytime #004. She said to please call her__ I said ok _____. She started getting hot again, I could tell by her breath on the phone. I said: “For now, try and continue your very hot story.” She said: “
oh blue…I’m sorry I’ll try to continue“

.
“My son and I stood holding each other and feeling us as the tension built up and up. He felt my pussy so gently and ran his finger up and down my wet slit. I jumped as his finger touched my wet clit. My legs shook a little as his tongue slowly entered my mouth so gently. I moved him over to his bed and I got on my back as he laid on top of me. He felt heavenly, so warm on me with his hot erection between my legs. He moved down, kissing my body all the way down. I felt an orgasm building, I held it off, but no use. I orgasmed as his tongue licked my pubic hair. I was a nervous trembling woman, wanting him to enter me so bad. I wanted to feel his erection go deep in me and explode with all his cum.”
She began to take breaths as she talked. 
. “
..blue
I wish it was you on top of me right now
this is making me so hot”
” Please continue, after the story we’ll cum together right here on the phone.” I said. I heard a big gasp
”I’ll try blue”
she said.
“He began to lick my pussy deeper and deeper as his lips touched my clit with each lick. My arms wouldn’t hold still as I felt his hair and squirmed in ecstasy. He was such a lover to his mom, and I only got sex once and a great while with is dad. Finally I pulled him up to me, opened my legs wide and guided his erection in me. He eased it in slowly, as he trembled too.
I saw stars in my head, it felt so good. I could hold back no more and wrapped my legs around him and started thrusting my pussy to him as deep as I could
.he moaned so sweet and started fucking me faster as we both moaned louder. Our body’s slapped together faster and faster
as I pulled him deep with each stroke, I felt the head of his dick bulge bigger in me
.I was in another world with him in me, ready to shoot his hot cum in me. My pussy squeezed his dick so tight I shook
.then we both moaned real loud as I felt his hot cum shooting out and flooding my pussy
.
I lost it when I climaxed so big, I started to pass out
yelling: “OH Baby, Cum with me NOW!”
or something like that, I was so out of it, I don’t really remember. I felt euphoria travel thru my body and he kept pumping more hot cum in me
.my hips meeting his with each stroke
we slowly went weak, gasping for breath
.our body’s trembling as I pulled his dick in me and held it tight
never wanting to let go.”
Silence



“Blue?
are you still there? I said yes, that I just got caught up in the story
(breath)
take off all your clothes because I’m hot for you and we’re going to cum together 
.right now. She moaned and gasped as she got naked. We had the best phone sex ever, for me and her.
Panting for air was all we finally heard, over and over
.I said: “Goodnight , call back anytime lover
” She moaned me a kiss as I hung up.
The next day #001 called back
.”Hi blue
.can you take more of my story, you know now I just love giving you a big erection.” I said “Yes you do, please continue your story with your brother. You left off wanting to reward him, so go ahead and give me a super good erection #001…and I‘ll give you the best phone sex you‘ve ever had
ok?” There was a pause, I could hear her gasp 
.she said: “
oh blue, you just gave me the best pussy tingles when you said that
(breath)
we have a deal.”
——–
“I wanted to have sex with my brother, in the worst way. He resisted and wanted to just wanted to keep it finger and hand fucking. I had a plan in mind to get what I wanted. I was a few nights later and I asked him to come to my room late tonight. I saw him smile and gulp. He said we’ll see. Still resisting, but I was tempting him. I could see it in his reaction. Two nights went by, then about 1 am,
I felt someone feeling my tits. I knew it as him and I pulled him on top of me, to his surprise. Now his dick rested on my pussy, as I wiggled it against him. I pulled my nightie slowly up, and his boxers down so we we’re dick to pussy naked. He got hard fast as I put it between my legs and started kissing him with passion. I started moving my hips so the insides of my legs stroke his hardon.
I pushed him slowly down and opened up my legs wide. His dick came up and touched then entrance to my pussy. He was trembling as was I. I pulled him to me as his dick slide right in. I moaned as I felt my first dick in me. He couldn’t resist now and started fucking me. Oh my god
.. he felt so good in my tight pussy, but it soon opened up more and fit perfect as he started fucking me faster and we made soft moaning sounds. About 10 strokes in me and I felt his cum shoot in me.
The feeling of hot cum shooting in me was mind blowing heaven, as I squirmed and had my first climax hard with his cum still shooting in me. We moaned in each others mouths as we kissed. Finally breaking for air, gasping and letting our arms go wild feeling our body’s. We just lay there quietly, enjoying the after glow of our first sex
..
She whispered in her most sexy voice (“Oh blue…how are you doing now?” ) “Can you call back, someone is at the door #1?” I said.
“You promised hot phone sex, blue, don’t forget.” she said. I said I wouldn’t forget
bye #1, and I hung up.
I gathered my wits and took a deep breath. My dick was sore and hard again. There was no one at the door. I knew #004 would call that evening and my girlfriend was suppose to come over, and I had a sore dick. The phone rang again
I had no caller I.D. so I didn’t know if it #4, # 1 or who.
I answered: “Taboo Confessions”
go ahead and tell your story. It was a new girl, (#005) with a young sounding voice. She said: “Hi, I’m 18, and I want to tell my story about my mom, dad and I having sex all together.”
I took a deep breath and said: “Go ahead”.
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It’s anal time!

It started in the shower.
The kids slept until it was light out, their internal clocks finely tuned to the sun, but Jack and I had to roll out of bed long before then. He always hit the snooze button at least twice, and I usually snuggled up to his broad, strong back until he rolled me over to reverse spoon and pulled my hips in to him so I could feel how hard he was for me. There wasn’t a day on earth that Jack didn’t wake up hard. It made me smile and wiggle back against him, all sleepy eyes and long limbs.
It was a very rare occasion when we had time for morning sex in our rush to get everything ready and everyone out the door on time. Still, he loved it when I reached back and squeezed and tugged on him in those drifting moments still caught between sleeping and awake. I liked to imagine what he’d been dreaming about as I reached back to stroke him against my ass— what new flavor of the feminine had entered his unconscious during the night—a dark, exotic beauty; a long, slender blonde, some cool drink of water; or maybe a curvy, fiery redhead like me?
It was an awkward angle for me to do for very long, and sometimes he took his cock in his hand and rubbed it up and down the crack of my ass, or just moved the head against the soft skin of my cheek. Once in a while, if I’d forgotten and worn panties to bed, I’d curl my arm behind my back and pull my panties up tight. He loved to see me “bound” that way, even just the suggestion, my wrist twisted in the material and resting against my lower back, my bikini panties pulled taut and thin as a thong between my cheeks.
There were mornings when he felt more urgent, when he grabbed my hips and shoved his cock between my ass cheeks, rubbing it there, hard. Those mornings he’d press into me and stroke his cock against my ass, his breath coming faster against my neck, his cock an iron bar, hand pistoning up and down his shaft. I loved listening to the sweet flesh music of his hand on his cock. It made me moan and wiggle against him as I reached back to spread my ass for him—god, he loved that!—and arch my back so he could aim his cock at the tender little rosebud of my asshole. That usually sent him over the edge, my hands opening myself to him that way, and he would grunt and thrust and spill his cum deep into the crack of my ass.
Those were the days I really needed a shower.
I was the queen of fast showers, with a litany of things to do that day already running through my head. He was a shower lingerer, just standing for long moments under the water, soap in hand, while I was all-business, scrubbing and rinsing and shaving in record time.
Sometimes he could get me to linger with him, distract me from the endless lists of stuff to accomplish in my head. That’s where it really started, although I recognize it now as a progression from our early morning ass-stroking sessions. It happened more on mornings when he was still excited, those mornings he didn’t masturbate to completion in our bed, those mornings when his cock revived the minute soap and water were applied.
Those mornings he would take my hand and put it on his cock as he washed it, slick and hard and throbbing, something he knew never failed to interest me. I couldn’t
often resist a hard cock thrusting into my hand, even when there were other things to do.
Still, I would protest. “Jack, we can’t. I forgot to make lunches last night.”
“How about a little breakfast first?” He’d kiss me and then rub his fingers over my lips and I would know immediately what he wanted.
I loved sucking him off in the shower, although I didn’t often get the opportunity. I loved kneeling in the needling spray, gulping down his cock and his cum, nearly drowning in the cascade of water over my head as he shoved himself into my mouth. My pussy got wet just thinking about it.
“Jack, we can’t, really,” I’d tell him, finishing rinsing my hair.
“Then just let me stroke myself against your ass.”
And that’s how it started, me bent over in the shower, my hands braced against the tile, my legs spread, the hot water running over my ass as he kneaded my flesh, spreading my cheeks open and rubbing his cock up and down my slit, teasing my pussy and my clit, before he began stroking himself right against my asshole.
But it didn’t end there. Oh, no. That’s just where it started. One morning, he put his finger there, a gentle probing, a tickling tease. I shied away at first, embarrassed. For me, there was a grave difference between his cock, too enormous to gain purchase against that tiny hole when he stroked it there, and his finger, which seemed to have a sly intention. Of course, I was right.
His finger, slippery with the soap he was using to lubricate his cock, slid into my asshole. When I hissed at him and told him no, he didn’t take it out. Instead, he slid in another, increasing the pressure.
“Shh, Charlie, it’s ok,” he murmured to me, using the diminutive form of my name as a comfort measure as his fingers moved, slow, in and out.
“Jack!” I squealed as his fingers moved a little deeper. My face was flushed, and not just from the heat of the water in the shower. “That’s
that’s nasty!”
He chuckled, sliding his other hand between my legs, teasing my clit with one finger just the way he knew I loved. I moaned and arched my back, forgetting about what he was doing in my asshole for the moment.
“Does it feel nasty?” he asked me, rubbing my clit and fucking—yes, he was fucking my asshole—in a slow, easy motion and I was caught wiggling between shame and pleasure.
That first time, shame won out. I pulled away from him and got right out of the shower, drying off and not answering his calls, even when he stuck his head around the curtain.
When we talked about it later that night, as we were falling asleep, I blushed red again, telling him I didn’t want to do anything like it, and that if he insisted on pushing it, we could just shower alone—but the threat sounded hollow, even to me.
And it was. It was only a week or so before he did it again, slipping his finger into my asshole as I was bent over in the shower. This time he’d waited, getting me fully aroused before beginning his gentle inquiry. That time, I didn’t get out of the shower, and he came all over me with his fingers buried deep inside my ass.
The next time, I came so hard my ears were ringing, rubbing my own clit as he fingered my ass and pussy all at once. That time I turned around and sucked him off, as eager to have his cum as he was to give it to me.
The time after that, we crossed into entirely new and frightening territory. I was used to his fingers now, two, sometimes three of them fucking me at once. I liked rocking against him as he fingered my pussy and my ass together, filling me completely.
When he pressed the head of his cock against the tight ring of my asshole, however, that’s where I drew the line. Again, I hurried out of the shower right away, dried off and ignored him for the rest of the morning, no matter what he said. It wasn’t until late that night, the darkness providing enough cover for my shame, that I told him how scared I was, and he held me and rocked me and told me how much he loved me.
And that’s how I got here—my ass in the air, my cheek resting against the cool sheet, two bottles of K-Y on the bed and Jack kneeling behind me, his cock slick and aimed toward a place I never would have believed I could let him enter.
“Wait, wait, wait!” My hands pressed his thighs, my eyes closed tight. The head of his cock positioned right there. I was tense and couldn’t seem to let go.
“It’s ok, baby.” He just rubbed me there, a familiar feeling. I let myself relax a little, enjoying the feel of his KY-slick fingers stroking my tender flesh.
“Ok, ok.” I arched my back, taking a deep breath. I felt him press the head of his cock there again. The tip of him was easy at first as it met my soft, puckered opening, but then his engorged flesh stiffened and strengthened, coming up against a tight band of resistance. “Ohhhh wait, wait!”
He stopped, but he didn’t pull back this time. I felt my own refusal, my whole body a bright red, flashing neon “No!”
“Play with yourself.” His hands gripped my hips, cock pressed tight against my asshole. He wasn’t giving up an inch now.
I reached between my legs, my fingers parting my lips. In spite of my fear, my pussy was swollen, wet, my fingers sliding easily among the delicate folds.
“God, you have such a beautiful cunt.” His voice was full of lust and I knew he was watching me finger myself. I circled my clit with my index finger, large circles growing smaller, zeroing in at a slow, steady pace. A familiar tingling began between my legs and I lost myself in the sensation, working my fingers faster now, my breath hot against the sheet.
Jack pushed in a little further and I gasped and moaned. “Ohhhh no, honey! Wait, wait, please!” I begged him.
“Don’t stop touching yourself.” He pushed in a little harder.
I writhed beneath him. “Ohhh baby, honey, god, I can’t take it! I can’t take that much, please!” His cock felt three times its normal size. I felt my body rejecting him, wanting to expel him, find a way out of this. “Ohh Jack, oh my god, please!”
“It’s ok.” He was panting, as if what he was doing required a great deal of effort. I didn’t know if it was the holding back or the pushing in. “Keep rubbing your clit.”
I did, my fingers a sweet distraction from the hot throbbing steel rod pressing into my behind. “Oh please, please, please, please, please.” I was begging him, and I didn’t even know what for. Some sort of release?
“Just a little more,” he whispered and I felt a slight pop as my ass opened to accept the entire head of his cock.
“Ahhhh god!” I was shaking, my face flushed. “No more, I can’t!”
“That was the hardest part.” His hands stroked my ass, my hips.
My body began to adjust to the feeling of his cock stretching me open in places it wasn’t used to being distended. “Go slow. Please. Slow.”
“Ok.” His voice was a whisper, and he pulled on my hips, giving himself some leverage.
“Slow, slow, slow!” I felt him pressing deeper into me—the thin, tight band of flesh that had kept him at bay had now been pushed past, over the swell of him. He had a straight shot toward my center now.
“Jack, ohhhh god, it’s so much!” I couldn’t believe how vast he felt in me.
“Can you take more?” He squeezed my hips, his hands holding me steady.
“Yes.” I breathed it into the bed. “Yes. Go ahead.” He got himself another inch, maybe two. “Wait, wait!”
“Does it hurt?”.
I shook my head, panting with the effort to take him into me. “No. I just
 I have to get used to feeling it. So full.”
“More?” His hips rocked a little.
“Yes.” I pressed back against him, aching to feel the saddle of his hips against my ass. “Come on, that’s it. Deeper. Is there more? Yeahhh, I can take it, baby. All the way in me.”
Jack moaned as he sank into my flesh, buried now, to the hilt.
“You’re in my ass.” I was filled with wonder. “Oh my god.”
“I’m gonna fuck your ass.” His voice sent a shiver through me.
“Oh, honey, easy!” My mind had only just gotten wrapped around the idea of penetration—I hadn’t made it to the idea of being fucked yet.
The delicate flesh around my asshole flowered open as he began to pull back, easing almost all the way out of me. I felt the tip of him, the ridge which had felt so impossible, easing out, and then back in.
“Slowwwww.” My thighs shook. “Ohh honey, please, please.”
He was moving now, in and out of my ass. “Oh, it’s so tight. Charlie your ass is so tight!”
“Do you like it?” I pressed back against him, feeling how hard he was inside of me. “Do you like fucking my ass?”
He groaned, driving harder against me, and I met his thrust, rocking back. I loved the feel of him grinding into me, the sound of his grunts and moans. His lust, his pleasure, sent me soaring, and my fingers moving faster and faster over my clit.
“Harder,” I whimpered, my fingers wet and slick with my juices as I circled my clit. “Ohh, please, fuck me harder!”
He did, his balls slapping against my pussy, his fingers using the bones of my pelvis like handle grips, pulling me back to him again and again. I loved feeling him ram into me with such force, with a slick, wild abandon that left me panting and moaning.
“Oh, fuck my ass!” I felt my orgasm building, his cock a driving force against my ass, my fingers working my clit for all I was worth. “I want you to come in my ass!”
He groaned at the words, and I felt him beginning to let go, his movements filled with purpose and longing now, heading toward an ecstatic finish line.
“Oooo baby, you’re gonna make me come!” I arched my back and buried my fingers in my pussy as I shuddered with it, my thumb still rubbing on my clit, sending sweet waves through my body as I bucked and writhed beneath him.
He was just behind me, sliding me forward onto the bed, my knees collapsing as he plunged into my ass with all of his weight. His whole body quivered against the length of mine, his cock a throbbing wet pulse as he spilled waves of his cum into my depths.
When I was later tucked against him, my bottom still throbbing, I didn’t wonder anymore how I got there as he petted me and held me and kissed my forehead, still flushed and sweat-dampened. For once, I didn’t feel rushed or out of time. As I looked back at our journey toward that moment, I knew just how I got there—and I was filled with him and felt complete.

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I felt like writing something dirty; I have had a few drinks and this is the first I have seriously written in a very long time so bear with me, I want to get to the good bits, damn it. Maybe I’ll edit sober one day (that’s a joke).

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The Rose Tattoo-My Anal penetration

The Rose Tattoo
by Rachel
Although this story was actually written by Katherine, but I liked it so much that I wanted ot post in on xnxx.com and me as the character, hope she will not mind..
Quietly I slipped behind the thin Chinese screen, the one slim concession to modesty offered by the proprietor of “The Needle’s Point”, an innocuous tattoo parlor on the south side of town.
Once more I asked myself what in the world I was doing there, why had I come to this particular place in the shadiest part of the city, but I already knew the answer. I wanted a tattoo. No, I needed a tattoo.
For the first time in my life I had an invitation to spend spring break on the beach in Daytona, and I couldn’t possibly show my suspiciously phallic-shaped birthmark to the world. It would be too humiliating
far too humiliating, but I didn’t want anyone to recognize me creeping into a tattoo parlor. So, I’d crept away in the wee hours of the night to this place
and here I was determined to stay until the deed was done.
And so I stood, slipping my panties off behind the faded vestige of a Chinese Mandarin while a far-from-Chinese proprietor prepared the inks and needles for my rose tattoo.
I’d chosen the rose tattoo for it’s delicate intricacy, it’s gentle blush, but I knew it’s fragile warmth would run a dim second to the muted crimson already on my face. I’d never shown my derriere to anyone before, particularly to a stranger. But I was in college now, wasn’t I? It was time to let go of the apron strings and live a little. If I wanted to wear a thong on the beach next month, then it was now or never, I told myself. I’d made up my mind!
Once more I peeked at the large, rough looking proprietor from behind the screen. This would be like going to a doctor, wouldn’t it? I mean, he sees women baring themselves every day. It’s part of his job. My pale flesh would be simply a canvas upon which to create, wouldn’t it?
I quivered, chastising myself for my cowardice. “Come on, girl
get on with it” I whispered to myself. “The sooner you step out from behind this screen, the sooner he can begin, and the sooner it’ll all be over.”
Heaving a sigh of trepidation, I tucked my panties in my purse and slipped it modestly under my coat on the seat before me. The feel of my short, silky skirt, swishing against my bare flesh felt decadent, almost sinfully evil, and I hesitated once more. Then I heard his voice.
“Are you coming?” he rumbled. “Everything’s ready. You’re the last one tonight, and I want to go home soon,” he warned. “Let’s go, okay?”
Quickly I made my way from behind the screen, fearful that I might provoke this massive Monet of body art and cause him to act heavy-handedly when I came under his needle. But the look in his eyes told me that I need not have worried. The deep brown of his gaze was gentle, seductive in a way that set my mind at rest. He was a professional. After all
wasn’t he?
My attention was immediately drawn to the fact that my practitioner had drawn the shades on the storefront while I had been undressing behind the ancient screen. This was obviously out of respect for my privacy, I assured myself
nothing more. And the sign, which had read “open” when I arrived, now faced the interior of the shop, its alter ego, “closed”, now facing the abandoned street from which I’d come. This too was both reasonable and logical, I told myself. It was late, and the shopkeeper was bound for home soon. I was to be his last customer of the night. Why shouldn’t he close the parlor?
Bolstering my faltering resolve, I stepped before the massive craftsman and asked the next question on my mind, the one that would set our progress in motion.
“What should I do now?” I asked, trying to paste a brave front over my quivering façade. “Do I lay on this table?”
The tattoo artist smiled, a disarmingly warm grin and shook his head. “No,” he said. “I’m afraid you’ll move too much on the table. You wouldn’t want to spoil your body art now, would you?” he asked.
I felt a tiny twinge in the pit of my stomach. Not on the table
well where then? I raised my eyes once more and noted that my practitioner was nodding in the direction of a large, overstuffed, leather chair stationed far off to the left and toward the back of the shop. “Over there,” he said, his voice deepening. “I have everything waiting for us.”
I swallowed noisily, an unladylike sound, and wiped my sweaty palms on the sides of my clinging skirt. Over there? Was I to sit in a chair while this mini giant plied his trade? That couldn’t be, I thought as I moved slowly across the floor. How would he

And then I knew.
It was not I who was to sit in the massive leather support. For as I watched, my eyes widening, the shopkeeper himself settled his heavily muscled body before me and motioned toward his lap.
“Just lay across my knees,” he smiled. “I won’t hurt you. It’ll be over much sooner this way, and you’ll have a better time of it.”
A “better time of it?” I wondered. What did that mean, and why was the knot in my stomach tightening so uncomfortably now?
Timorously, I placed my palm flat against my stomach, the rush of butterflies overwhelming now, and approached the object of my trepidation.
“Right here,” he directed, patting his massive thighs as though he’d done this a hundred times. “Just relax. I’ll take care of everything.”
I glanced furtively toward the door. This couldn’t be right! I should give up this folly and leave, but somehow I knew I couldn’t. His eyes, the same warm, brown orbs that had so assured me from the start now welcomed me into his lap
cajoled me to spread myself atop his knees and let him do what he would. And so, placing my reservations on hold I bent low and positioned myself in such a way as to make myself available to his ministrations.
He began to spread his knees almost immediately, a wider berth upon which to rest my quivering torso, and I felt my trembling toes leave the floor.
“Relax, girl, relax. I’m not going to eat you,” he chuckled. “Why don’t you call me Ben,” he added. “And what should I call you?”
My lips fused together in embarrassment. Did I want to know this man in such a way, I wondered? But, to avoid answering
wouldn’t that be worse?
“Virginia
Ginny,” stuttered, trying to sound more mature than I felt. “Is this how you want me?”
Now it was his time to pause, his hand resting heavily atop the thin, silken barrier that lay yet between us.
“Ahhh
yeah. This is fine,” he murmured. “I just have to lift this out of the way.” And with that he slipped his hand beneath my skirt and curled it up beyond my waist until my quivering flesh lay before him and my rounded orbs fell beneath his palm.
“Yeah. That’ll do it, alright,” he breathed. “Now I just have to make sure your skin is perfectly clean before I start.”
Thus saying, he began to rub his dampened hands over my flesh, warming it until I felt a curious moisture begin to seep from between my thighs. What was happening, I wondered in shock? I wasn’t supposed to react this way! What would Ben think of me?
Quickly I raised my eyes to gauge his reaction, but found the same smile still warming his features. Perhaps he hadn’t noticed, I prayed as I felt the trickle increase. Perhaps he

But then I felt his fingers begin to search between my thighs, sliding
stroking
probing the source of my embarrassment. “You’re very relaxed now, aren’t you?” he questioned intimately. “Just enjoy, little Virginia. I can take care of all your needs tonight,” he smiled.
I should have pulled away
should have gotten up and headed home without the adornment I’d come so far to get, but somehow my willpower failed me. Ben would take care of my needs, I thought. Ben would take care of me.
Suddenly I became aware of a buzzing sound, a low hum as my maestro’s magic needle came to life. Then, sliding the fingers of his right deeply between my thighs he anchored me, using his left to apply the crimson point to my exposed buttock.
Pain!
I tried at once to squirm, but his right hand held me firm, curling deep within the unruly auburn thatch that crowned my untried womanhood.
Again I felt the warm gush of my juices against his hand and flushed in humiliation. Ben must think me wanton, I cringed, a plum ripe for the plucking. But yet I stayed, the warmth of his fingers eliciting sensations both new and exciting to my inexperienced flesh.
Once more the needle descended, but this time another touch overruled its sharp bite. Ben’s fingers, once caressing so randomly, now focussed on the small patch of flesh that heralded my inexperience.
“You’ve never been
’kissed’, little Ginny, have you?” he questioned, exploring the barrier between my thighs. “Your ‘flower’ is safe with me, Little One. Don’t worry. There are other pleasures that I can share with you tonight, ones that will leave this gift unopened until you give it to the man of your dreams.”
Again the prick of the needle assailed my senses, but this time Ben began to massage the tiny nub I so often caressed in the dead of night, when I felt the unrequited yearnings of my sex. But this was different
so different.
The needle continued it’s tortuous hum, pricking my flesh, but now I had lost all touch with its passage. My maestro’s fingers had caused me to tremble, to flow copiously between his thighs as he continued to abrade my sensitive clit. My legs quivered, my nipples hardening, ignored as they hung heavily over his lap. Oh. How I longed to feel the full, hard length of him, now pressing so prominently against my tender belly. How I yearned to feel him deep in my wet and yearning body!
Suddenly, his thumb, wet and dripping with my juices, pressed my maidenhead aside and probed deeply into my hungering depths. Oh the joy! I squirmed against him, urging him deeper
and deeper yet. I was in ecstasy! I prayed that it would never end!
And the needle droned on, bringing with it tiny droplets of my blood
a small price to pay for such an experience.
The master of the art continued to fondle the rigid hub of my desire, but now his thumb, so wet, began to moisten the furrow between my buttocks. What was this, I wondered? To what heights was my guide now taking me? But yet he paused, his needle continuing its muted progression as my passions rose with his silken torment.
Finally, I could stand it no longer, and my diminutive frame began to shake, my voice rising in wanton abandon as I gushed profusely into his palm. It was then I felt it
yet another pain
one which both tore and enticed my body in its determination. His thumb, so inviting before, now pressed insistently against the portal of my narrower passage, the tight ring of muscle that guarded my anal aperture. I squirmed, shaking my head. “No,” I murmured
or did I?
I began to wriggle my hips, to shy away from my tormentor, but it was to no avail. Again he pressed, forcing wide the opening with his thick, course thumb, plunging deeply into the darkness beyond.
Tears, at rest until now, began to foul my cheeks. Surely this man couldn’t want

But he did, and again his thumb thrust deeper, beyond my tender sphincter, probing and plundering as he held me fast. I felt torn, abused, but then once again his fingers began their titillating torment of my clit, warming me, consoling me.
“Relax, Little Ginny,” Ben whispered. “If you relax it won’t hurt so much. You can enjoy it then.”
Won’t hurt so much? Won’t hurt so much! How could this sort of treatment not feel as though the devil himself was taking his due? And yet, as his fingers caressed my clit once more, and the warm liquid once again began to flow between my trembling thighs, I did relax and the tight muscular barrier that guarded my nether passage began to relax as well. Finally, the massive invasion to which Ben had subjected me began to warm beneath his thrusts and I accepted his digit with an almost a heated welcome. This wasn’t so bad, I reconsidered
it was becoming enjoyable, in fact.
The needle began its hum once more, and the sharp bite of his tool began to sting with renewed intensity. Once more Ben began to slather my furrow with the hot, wet effluent of my sex. Wantonly, I parted my thighs even wider to give my artist greater access. I knew what was coming, or did I?
This time, I felt not only his thumb, but his forefinger as well penetrate my delicate anus. I screamed! Surely I was being torn asunder with each thrust! And yet he continued to hold me fast, pinioning my hips as he pumped mercilessly into my pain wracked flesh.
“Relax, Little One
relax. I’m going to make you feel wonderful. Just let it happen, Ginny. Open up to me, girl
open up.”
And then something totally unexpected happened. He stopped, and lifting me in his arms he carried me behind the chair and draped my heaving frame over the back in such a way that my toes swung free, and my buttocks were at his mercy.
I struggled. This wasn’t happening, I told myself. It couldn’t be
and then I heard the soft snicker of his zipper, and the muted thud of his pants as they fell to the floor and pooled around his ankles.
I opened my mouth to protest, but found his hand, hard and massive, covering my lips.
“Shhh
Little Ginny,” He groaned. Give it a chance. You were made for this. Darlin’. Relax, and let me take care of you
”
Then, once again his hand searched between my dripping thighs for the wetness he desired. Would he touch me again, I wondered, hoping to feel his talented fingers once more leading me to nirvana. But, not this time
not this time. This time I felt his cock, rock hard and immense, sliding against my hungering slit
tempting me
teasing me until it too was covered with my flowing stream.
Then, he retreated, and in one massive lunge, he thrust once more against my anal opening, forcing the head of his monstrous tool deep inside the chocolate rose between my buttocks. I screamed, and screamed again, and again he pressed his hand over my mouth.
“Shhh
it’s okay. Trust me, Little Ginny. Just relax and let it happen. You’re going to love this. Just trust me.”
He paused for a moment to allow me adjust to his brutal invasion, and then he began to move. Slowly at first, my muscles contracting, trying to repel him with each thrust.
He grunted.
“Let me in, Girl. Relax.” He ordered, reaching between my thighs once more and stroking my clit. “That feels good now, doesn’t it? That’s it
relax.”
His fingers, so persistent, now led me to drop my guard ever so slightly, allowing Ben to take immediate advantage, plunging yet deeper into my poor, tortured flesh.
I whimpered.
Again he continued to stroke and massage his fingers over my throbbing clit, and once more I felt my defenses fall.
Another thrust, and he impaled his thick, hard member halfway into my stretched and tortured body. Oh, the pain, I wanted to scream, but only the muffled sound of my voice against the palm of his hand escaped into the silence of the room. Had there ever been such torment, I asked myself
had there?
Still he continued his maddening ministrations between my thighs. Touching, cajoling until I felt my release once more at hand. No, I thought
I couldn’t allow myself that luxury. What would he do if I

And then the world began to shatter within me, and I felt my body abandon all control as I quaked, moaning beneath him.
Again he thrust, hilting his organ deep inside my poor inadequate flesh, but this time my screams were confused and ambiguous. Was I screaming in pain
or joy? I didn’t know.
All tenderness fell away now as his passions overrode his hesitancy. He became like a rutting beast, ramming the outrageous length of his thick, hard cock into my anus. My nails dug into the fabric of the chair to anchor myself
so hard and fast did he pound his body against mine. My breath came in ragged gasps. How long would this continue, I wondered frantically? How long

And then he reached out and grasped my hips, his penetrating blows now threatening to tear me asunder. He groaned, a bestial sound as I felt him pause for a second. Then, with renewed vigor he assault escalated until every whimper became a shriek, and my very bones felt in danger of crumbling.
Suddenly he moaned, long and loud, and I felt his hot sperm flood my body, filling me, gushing from my anus in hot torrents and down my thighs as he slumped against me, limp and sated.
Silently I lay still beneath him, not sure whether I had been ravaged, or liberated. His cock, still embedded within me, began to soften now, leaving behind a yawning emptiness that had once wrapped itself about him. I felt a loss, an abandonment. Surely he would guide me to the summit once more, I hoped. But it was not to be.
“Your rose is finished, Little Ginny, and so am I, I’m afraid,” he said. You need to clean yourself up now, and get home. It isn’t safe out there at night anymore. You could run into anyone,” he said, caressing my cheek.
Slowly I nodded. He was right. I needed to get back to the dorm, and right away. People would be looking for me, questions would be asked. But tonight was something I wouldn’t
couldn’t share. I’d take this night to my grave, a silent memory, a distant swirl of cataclysmic passion
but no one would ever know.
As I slipped stealthily into my dorm, and slid between the welcoming sheets of my bed, I felt once more the tender ache between my thighs. Ben had opened my body to new experiences, my mind to my own sensuality. He would be remembered long past the healing of my flesh. He would be remembered each and every time I looked into the mirror at the bright crimson adornment on my left buttock.
He would be remembered as the man who gave me my rose…

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My Crotch-Sniffing Dog

You’ve heard of drug-sniffing dogs and you’ve heard of bomb-sniffing dogs. Well, I have a crotch-sniffing dog. Now wait a minute here, you’re probably thinking. What’s the big deal? All dogs go around sniffing crotches. That’s true, but my dog has been specially trained to sniff out and identify fertile, human females ready to be fucked into motherhood.
This isn’t some science fiction story about some dog that rapes and knocks up women. No sir! I’m the one who knocks them up. My dog Spike just points the right ones out to me, so to speak. Heck! Spike couldn’t fuck puppies into a bitch. He’s fixed, you see. I got him at the animal shelter. They’re the ones who insisted he be neutered before I “adopted” him. Well, I got him for his nose and neutering him didn’t hurt that any. By now I’m sure you think I’m a complete bastard and you’d be right. But if my story is interesting, so what? Just bear with me for a bit.
I was born and raised in a working class environment. I won’t bore you with the details of my early life since it’s not important to my story. My father was a drunk and my mother was a dutiful wife. I was the oldest in a family of three sons and four daughters. When I turned 16 I was told to quit school and get a job to help support the family. Well, I quit school but when I walked out the door to find a job I never returned. I drifted from odd job to odd job until I was 18. I then got a job driving a truck and I’ve stuck with that type of work ever since.
I’m not ugly but I’m not exactly a charmer either. My success with women was always hit and miss. I usually accepted rejection like a gentleman but my one pet peeve was for a woman to string me along while expecting me to spend time and money on her. One time I’d spent a whole pay check to wine and dine this bitch. We went to this exclusive nightclub after dinner where there’s always a ton of people waiting to get in. I tipped, or rather bribed the doorman a hundred bucks to get us in. Not ten minutes after we were seated the bitch let herself get picked up by some other guy and dumped me! Needless to say I was pissed.
I got my revenge by raping her. Knowing her habits and schedule, I caught her alone where it was dark and deserted. I came up from behind and grabbed her. I then threw a bag over her head, shoved her into some bushes and tore off her clothes. Raping her was pure pleasure. I porked her mercilessly. Since she couldn’t identify me I got away clean.
Later when I heard she was pregnant by her rapist I couldn’t have been more pleased. In fact I nearly came in my trousers just thinking about it. My career as a rapist had begun.
Think about it. I saved a ton of money on dating and could pick and choose my “dates.” The most attractive women were accessible whether or not they were married or had a sweetheart. The only drawback, of course, was if I were caught, I’d be probably spending the rest of my life in prison. That possibility didn’t stop me although I tried to be as cautious as possible.
Within a year I’d raped several more women. I knocked up a couple of them and that’s when I realized the biggest charge I got was when I knew my victim was going to give birth to my bastard. My big fantasy now was to impregnate every woman I raped. Well how do you make sure the woman you want to fuck and impregnate is fertile? How do you know you’re not risking everything for a woman who’s on the Pill?
It’s impossible. I’ve read plenty of those online stories where the heroine gets knocked up so easily. This is not so in real life. It was a puzzle I was determined to solve.
Despite being a high school dropout I consider myself pretty smart. If I’d completed high school and gone on to college I might have made something of myself. I love books. I spent countless hours in public libraries in a program of self-education in the arts and sciences. I became well informed and I can hold my own in conversations with many professionals regarding their own specialties. In all my research I never ran across anyway to test a woman’s fertility without resorting to blood or urine analysis or checking body temperature. For my purpose none of this was tenable.
I was sitting in a bar one day nursing a beer. There was only one other patron in the place. I was watching a piece on the television news concerning the use of drug-sniffing dogs at the U.S.-Mexico border.
“They should have dogs who could sniff out women who were ready to have a baby fucked into them,” I said. I was talking back to the television out loud.
“It’s possible,” said the other customer who was sitting a few stools away from me. “Dogs right now are being trained to detect certain diseases in humans. The results have been very encouraging. Since every organic compound gives off a signature odor the dog can be trained to signal its handler when it detects the odor that we’re looking for. Healthy people have odors just like diseased people. I think a dog could be trained to detect the scent of a healthy adult female at the peak of her fertility cycle.”
Now this guy definitely had my attention. I introduced myself and bought him a drink. He turned out to be a biochemist. His name was Gustavo and once he warmed to his subject he was hard to stop. I didn’t want to stop him. I was an eager listener. The company he was working for was one of many trying to develop devices, which could detect the presence of compounds down to a few parts per billion. The Holy Grail of this research was to develop a detector as sensitive as a dog’s nose. The dog’s sense of smell is immensely more powerful than a human’s. This goal is still years away from realization.
I asked Gustavo if he could synthesize the odor emitted by a healthy ovulating female. He said it had already been done by a colleague of his and offered to get me a sample. He never even asked why I wanted it. Gustavo was a problem solver and loved to help people. I’m sure he would have been horrified if he had known my intentions.
After exchanging information with Gustavo I started calling around to various centers that trained detection dogs and their handlers. Virtually all of them dealt with drugs and explosives and couldn’t understand why I wanted to a dog trained for one scent. I finally started telling them that I wanted a truffle-hunting dog. Truffles are a rare type of fungi that are used in gourmet food dishes. They grow underground. Dogs and sows are used to smell them out.
I was finally referred to a semi-retired trainer who was willing to work with me. He didn’t care what kind of scent the dog would be trained for. He’s the one who took me to the animal shelter and picked out Spike for me. He had a good eye for dogs and felt that Spike would be a perfect candidate for training.
I live a fairly Spartan existence so I had plenty of money saved. Since I had to undergo training as a handler as well as participate in Spike’s training I quit my job. It all set me back quite a bit financially but the results were worth it. Spike and me hit it off pretty well with each other. With Gustavo’s sample in hand we started our training. Twelve weeks later our trainer declared us a fairly competent team.
After a bit of field-testing and dry runs with Spike it became obvious that some adjustments would have to be made in his training. For one thing no woman likes a dog sniffing at her crotch. I know! I know! Duh!
Spike had to learn to do his crotch sniffing from a safe distance. I discovered that most women weren’t even aware of Spike until he was within five yards of them. Eventually he learned to stay out of this awareness zone. Spike could still get the needed scent if he was downwind of his target. He also learned to just sit and wait for the target to walk by.
Spike responded well to my whistles and hand signals from a distance so he knew when to stay and when to move on without me having to get close enough for me to get noticed. If I was ever arrested I didn’t want Spike to be connected to my activities. As far as anyone was concerned the dog was just a pet. I had a good friend who would take care of Spike and make a good home for him if anything happened to me.
The only thing I couldn’t teach Spike was my tastes in women. He was scent oriented and I guess they all looked alike to him but he never failed to signal me when he caught the scent. His signal was a pawing of the ground with his right foreleg.
Once I was satisfied with the adjustments I made in his training I took Spike to a dog-friendly park for some serious prospecting. He immediately got to work.
The first potential Spike identified was a young teenage girl. She was a pretty little thing. As much as I would have loved to put a baby in her belly I decided to pass on her. You see the cops are basically pretty lazy. They wait for a guy to make a mistake or otherwise fall in their laps before they make a move.
However when a youngster is a victim the cops get energetic and start doing real police work. For that reason I lean toward women who look at least old enough to buy a drink.
Spike did some more exploration and for one reason or another, I had to pass on the bitches he identified. Usually it was because they had company, either children or another adult. Some of them just weren’t to my taste. On our second lap through the park we hit pay dirt. A vision of beauty walked by Spike and he signaled me. She looked to be in her early twenties, 5′ 7″ and about 125 pounds. The bitch had a slim waist, wide hips and a nice set of tits. I knew right there that I wanted her. She would bear healthy children and be a good mother. Before another hour had passed I wanted this bitch to be carrying my seed deep inside her body.
The future mother of my child had shoulder length brown hair and a light complexion. She was wearing sunglasses, casual top, loose-fitting slacks and walking shoes. She was carrying a small purse hanging from her shoulder and a paperback book. It looked like she’d just arrived to relax and read. I signaled Spike to go back to my pickup truck. There he had access to food, water and his favorite chew toy. He would sit there patiently and wait while I attended to business.
Because of the nature of my quest there’s an urgency to act in a timely manner. I just can’t wait and follow a bitch around until she’s in a convenient place for me to nail her. There’s a certain amount of risk I have to take. Even waiting a little while might cause her to fall out of optimum fertility.
I thought I lost my chance when my bitch sat down in the open. There was no way I could get to her there. Luck was with me when some kids started playing soccer nearby. Disturbed by the noise and proximity my bitch moved off into a wooded area on her way to the other side of the park, which was usually quieter.
I entered the woods from a different direction and stationed myself where I knew she must pass. I concealed myself and prepared my rape kit. It consists of latex gloves, ski mask, a lubricating gel and a tranquilizing spray powder. The latex gloves are to prevent me leaving fingerprints behind. The ski mask, of course, is to hide my face. The gel is to provide an easy entrance when I start to fuck my bitch. Quite often my victims are still dry when I first penetrate them. It’s uncomfortable trying to fuck a dry cunt. After three or four strokes the cunt starts producing its own lubricant and then the gel isn’t needed. The powder is something I discovered in Mexico. It’s making its way through the criminal underground there. It’s not yet known in the U.S. but when it is I predict that it will become the date rape drug of choice. The drug has acquired a nickname but since I don’t know Spanish I just call it Dust.
Dust is inhaled. It gives the user an euphoric feeling. For my purposes it lowers my victim’s resistance and makes her more pliable. With the exception of my very first rape I don’t like to struggle with my bitches. It leads to the possibility of injury both for myself and my quarry. Really it’s for the same reason I don’t mess with minors. A battered rape victim gets the police and public all worked up. With the exception of a belly full of sperm and a few grass or dirt stains on their clothes I like to leave my victims a lot like I found them.
I was ready for my bitch by the time I saw her strolling down the path. I grabbed the beauty from behind all right. She drew in breath to scream and got her lungs full of Dust instead. I held her mouth and dragged her off the path and behind some bushes. I held her until the drug did its job. It only takes a few seconds.
“Don’t fight me and you won’t get hurt,” I whispered. I didn’t expect an answer. Complete disorientation can last for as long as two minutes and all I got was a moan in response. I searched her for weapons and alarm devices. I found a cell phone but no whistles, pepper spray, knives or other weapons. I took the time to fondle her tits. Yeah, they were nice ones all right. I would love to do the same thing when they were filled with milk. I had peeked at her driver’s license when I searched her purse so I already knew her name and address. Karen is a nice name. She was wearing a wedding ring so I guess she was married.
I stepped away for a second to retrieve the book she dropped. Interesting title. It looked like a horror novel. There was a picture of a damsel in distress on the cover. This girl’s experience in horror was going to be real life, not some vicarious thrill out of a book.
I knew I’d chosen a nice private place for my encounter with Karen. The area was scattered with discarded condoms so I guessed other “lovers” were not afraid of being disturbed in this area. Karen was lying flat on her stomach. I pulled her up to a crouching position and pulled down her slacks and panties. This seemed to wake her out of her drugged state a bit and she began to struggle although listlessly and ineffectively.
“Please don’t do this. I’ll give you all the money I have,” she pleaded.
“Don’t worry about money,” I responded. “I’m not charging you a thing.”
Karen didn’t seem to appreciate my attempt at humor. She wiggled a bit harder when she felt my prick nudge aside her labia and penetrate her. I always anticipate another attempt at a scream when I start fucking them. This bitch was no exception. I grabbed her around the mouth before she got much more than a squeak out.
“You don’t listen very well. The next time you make a sound above a whisper I’ll gag you and tie you up. Would you like that?” Karen shook her head as best she could. I let go and went back to concentrating on the task at hand.
Karen’s snatch felt nice and tight to my prick. She was no virgin but I didn’t care about that. In fact I don’t think I’ve ever fucked a virgin cunt. When I started my in and out Karen went limp as if that would deny me pleasure. I guess she thought that no guy would enjoy fucking a piece of dead meat. Hell! I didn’t care. She could have pretended to be asleep and it wouldn’t have bothered me. My pleasure came from the knowledge that my sperm was going to penetrate her egg and start a baby growing inside her.
I like my sperm to do the job nature intended it to do. That’s why I’m not into oral, anal or facials. If I have the time and inclination I’ll fuck my victim again and all of my sperm will wind up in her snatch.
I heard someone’s steps coming along the path. This wasn’t good. I stopped fucking Karen and held my hand over her mouth again until I heard the steps fading. It was time to finish up and get out of there. I sped up my pace until I felt my prick swell and begin to squirt my cum into her reproductive system. Karen felt it also and just whimpered. I pushed her back down flat on her stomach and just lay on top of her.
“I love you, Karen,” I whispered. “I’ve always loved you.” She appeared startled. Was her assailant someone she knew? I wasn’t going to enlighten her. I pinched her nose with one hand and gave her another dose of Dust with the other. This allows me plenty of time to get away. Trying to be a gentleman I pulled Karen’s panties and slacks back up around her waist. I stepped behind a tree, removed my mask and gloves and stowed them. I stepped back on the path and wandered casually back to my truck where Spike awaited my return.
I had already arranged to take a load of farm equipment up to Bakersfield. When Spike and me returned I checked the newspapers for any mention of the rape but there was none. This is not unusual. Very few of my rapes have been reported to the police. The few rapes that have been reported made no mention of a man with a dog.
I can’t claim that every one of my rapes since I started working with Spike has resulted in a baby but my percentages are up. Karen was one of the successes. I try to keep track of my bitches and I know she had a baby at the right time. The baby has my hair color. Karen must have convinced her husband that the baby was his. I have over twenty sons and daughters now. Almost all of their mothers were crotch-sniffed by Spike.
Spike and I had the opportunity to thank Gustavo for his help and inspiration. I became a close friend of Gustavo and his wife Clara. Clara was trying to get pregnant but hadn’t been successful yet. I was in their back yard talking with them. Spike was wandering around but then I saw him signal me. Clara was at optimum fertility.
“Is she pregnant yet?” Clara had returned to the house and I was alone with Gustavo.
“No. Not yet.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“Right now would be a good time to try.”
“And how do you know that, my friend?” He sounded irritated and I was afraid that I had insulted Gustavo.
“Because Spike knows.”
He looked at Spike. It took a few seconds for him to understand but then he started smiling. Spike and I left so that Gustavo could take care of business. Their first child was born exactly nine months later.
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After having been wanking in private for so many years and being careful not to have mom catch me whilst doing it, it had felt quite liberating to have done in front of her, and, even better, with her doing the ‘wanking off’ part for me. It was an amazing, exhilarating feeling. It felt like some chains on my sexual freedom had been removed, although why I had these aches in my balls was still a bit of a downer in the whole situation. Hopefully, it was just a phase that would pass, as Dr Taylor had said.
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After a few moments, Mom knocked on my door and came in. She was fully dressed again and looking all prim and proper. Seeing in her normal clothes again, it excited me even more that I had seen her in her underwear and felt up her ass with her permission. My dick stirred as she walked in. She smiled at me and said, “We’ll have a session in the morning as that went quite well. As I have to go to work tomorrow, I’ll knock on your door before leaving and we’ll see if we can get a sample, to start keeping a record of your specimens.”
“OK, mom” I said, smiling back, and trying to sound cool and calm. In reality my dick was getting hard again in my pants, although I didn’t think I could cum again so soon now.
“I’ll leave you to get on with your normal stuff now,” she added, and disappeared off to get on with her nightly routine.
I looked over at the clock on the wall of my bedroom. It was 10pm. I thought about what mom had said about the morning. I normally went to college much later than when she left for work. I’d have a bit of a lie in after our session. I wondered what she would wear for me, and my dick stirred again. This all was rather amazing that it was actually happening.
I decided to try and take my mind off it and save my energy for tomorrow by playing a few video games on my PC and then go to sleep. I walked over to the PC in the corner of my room and got lost in playing ‘Tomb Raider’ in no time.
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“Jacob” I heard a voice say and something nudge my arm. “Jacob, wake up.” It was morning, and mom was waking me up.
I opened my eyes sleepily. Mom had opened the curtains and daylight was flooding into the bedroom. I had a semi-hard on under the sheets. I noticed mom was fully dressed in a black knee length skirt and cream coloured blouse.
“I’m running late,” she said and sounding annoyed. She must have been in one of her moods. She was often like that in the mornings.
I noticed she was holding the semen-measuring beaker in one hand.
“Come on, we must be quick about this,” she said, pulling the sheets off me in one movement, and still sounding a bit pissed off.
She saw my semi hard on poking through the gap in the front of my pyjamas. I normally slept with just those and nothing on my top half. “Well, at least that’s a start,” she said, sounding a bit calmer, but business like.
This all still felt a bit weird.
She folded the sheets right back and said. “Take off your pyjamas and lie back on the bed naked, like you did last night.”
I did as I was told, and lay back on the bed with my semi hard-on wavering below me. Hearing her talk like that was getting me going.
“As I’m running late, we’ll have to manage like this,” said mom, pointing at her clothes. “I don’t have time to mess about, dressing and undressing. You can touch my butt again through the material of my skirt, if you like. That should be enough stimulation for you, together with my hand.”
I felt a bit disappointed that she would not be taking her clothes off, but as mom positioned herself again, like she had done last night, with her butt angled slightly towards my face and bending over me slightly as she started pumping my dick up and down, I got quite turned on.
I had, many a time, imagined myself feeling up her ass through her normal day clothes in my fantasies, so this was now the real thing.
Again, like last night, not wanting to appear too keen, I gently felt mom’s right buttock through the material of her skirt, and then moved over to the left buttock, squeezing the flesh there gently. Her ass felt good.
“Don’t crease up my skirt now” she said sternly, still stroking my dick, which was now fully hard.
I widened the circular movement of my hand over mom’s ass and wondered if she would let me put my hand up under her skirt and feel her ass through her panties.
I thought quickly and said hesitatingly, “Mom…er…I might cum a bit quicker if I…er… could maybe feel your butt cheeks under your skirt…w..would you be ok with that…?”
She looked back at me for a moment and said in a slightly stern tone, “Yes, if it helps get this over with quicker, but don’t crease up my skirt.”
The hem of mom’s skirt was just above her knee and about level with me as I lay on the bed. I moved my left hand off her ass and ever so slowly slid it under the hem of her skirt, next to her right leg, which was nearest to me, and slid my hand up along her smooth thigh, until I felt the material of her panties. God it felt great, feeling the flesh of her thighs and buttocks!
I squeezed her ass cheeks through the material of her panties as I moved my left hand in circular motions over it, and for a split second slid the tips of my fingers under the panty line so as to feel the flesh there. The feeling was exquisite and my prick raged in response. Mom did not seem to object, although it was only for a split second. I felt like I was going to cum. I wasn’t able to last long as all this was so new, and incredibly arousing for me.
“I think that’s done the trick mom, I’m gonna cum soon,” I said warning her, and with that she placed the semen beaker in position with her free hand and with her other hand which was pumping my dick, pointed my piss-hole towards it.
She did that just in time. As I felt mom’s ass cheeks again, I ran my middle two fingers along the material of her panties, down the line of her bum crack and a little way towards her pussy. As I did so, I started to cum, gushing my spunk out, thick and fast. “Uhhh…uhhh…ohhhhhhh…….,” I blurted out.
Mom, skilfully managed to catch all my spunk in the beaker, as I felt like I flooded it with my cum.
“Yes, Jacob,….good boy” she said, now sounding a lot happier than when we had started. As I relaxed back on the bed, again, similar to last night, mom, wiped her fingers which had caught a bit of my cum, into the beaker, so as to collect as much of it as she could.
Then, without much further fuss, she said, “Goodness me, that is a lot,” holding the beaker up towards the light, and looking how far up the measuring lines my cum was. It was about a quarter full, which did look like a lot as the beaker was quite wide. “Right, I’m going to note down this amount on that form Dr Taylor gave us, and run off to work now. Have a good day.” She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and walked out of my room quickly.
“Bye, mom,” I said, as she went.
I pushed my head back into the pillows and closed my eyes. Mom’s ass had felt great. Wow, it felt so fucking good lying back like this on the bed, with my mom just having wanked me off, letting me feel up her ass cheeks again. I found her butt incredibly sexy. I was a real ass man. I just couldn’t wait till the evening. I wondered if I could find a way to add some a variety to our sessions. As that thought struck me, I wondered how I’d pass my day at college just thinking about it! Fuck!
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