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Flying the First Time By Herself

Kylee was flying for the first time by herself back from visiting her aunt in Las Vegas. She wasn’t familiar with the term “red-eye” flight, but after Michael got done with her . . . her pink little hairless pussy knew what a long cock felt like and she was soon addicted. Join the young girl and the horny man that just happens to be waiting in the airport for a hook-up neither will ever forget.

An incest birthday chapter 11

Was on strike for a while. If someone keeps stealing my stories and reposting them under a different title I’m gonna stop writing. As usual comments and PM’s are appreciated.

Campers Delight chapter 2

This is the second, and last, chapter of Campers Delight. It’s Marsha’s turn now. Time for her to do a bit of catching up on her sex life.

THE HUNT, Chapter 3: The Hunt

The setting for the story in my mind is similar to the mid-1700’s of America, if not really. The setting is still primitive, still wild and raw, still largely untamed. What is important is what people do, how they react in their opportunities and their life in general.

liveaboard fun 4

“Yeah,” Jimmy said, nodding his head. “It looks nice,” he said.
“Why don’t you taste it,” Mary said, letting one hand wander down between her legs and part her pussy lips, completely exposing herself to him.
“You mean it?” Jimmy asked, not believing his luck.
“Sure I do,” Mary said, bringing her feet up onto the edge of the table so that her pussy was wide open right in front of his face.
“All right,” Jimmy said, leaning forward and sticking his face into her pussy.
Mary sighed as she felt Jimmy’s tongue slide into her pussy. She was overdue for a good pussy suck. And watching him suck Bunny’s pussy and then get his cock sucked along with her brothers, well, that had gotten her more than excited. She had been delighted when he had come up into the salon instead of going to his cabin. And now she had his face in her pussy sucking her so nicely.
Mary was leaning back with her eyes closed enjoying Jimmy’s tongue so she didn’t notice that Sue had come up the stairs from below. She felt her presence more than anything as she opened her eyes and saw her standing right behind Jimmy with her mouth open as she watched him suck her pussy.
“Oh, Sue, I’m sorry,” Mary said, dropping her feet off the table and dislodging Jimmy from her pussy. “I didn’t know anyone was up.”
“No, I’m sorry,” Sue said, blushing a deep crimson. “I didn’t mean to…”
“Jimmy was just giving me an early tip,” Mary said with a smile.
“I’ll just go back down,” Sue said, turning to leave.
“No,” Mary said, getting to her feet. “You came up for a reason. You’re a guest on board this ship.”
“But I’m interrupting you,” Sue said, still blushing as Mary stood there naked.
“I don’t mind if you interrupt me,” Mary said. “And if it makes you feel that bad, why, I’ll just have Jimmy start again,” she laughed. “Or maybe you’d like to join us?”
“Would you mind sucking Sue’s pussy, Jimmy?” Mary asked him, a smile on her face as she saw Sue’s reaction.
“Well, yeah,” Jimmy replied, past believing.
“Is Harve asleep?” Mary asked, taking Sue’s hand.
“Uh-huh,” Sue said, nodding.
“Well, come sit next to me,” Mary said, gently pulling Sue by the hand over to the table.
Reluctantly Sue let Mary guide her over to the table. Mary sat down on the edge and patted the table next to her, inviting Sue to sit. Slowly and awkwardly Sue slid up onto the edge of the table, her nightshirt hiking up to the top of her thighs as she sat down.
“That’s better,” Mary said, smiling at her. “Jimmy’s real talented,” she said. “Do you mind if I let him finish what he started? Or maybe you would like to go first?”
“No, no, you — you go ahead,” Sue stammered, very shocked by Mary’s casual audacity.
“Come on, Jimmy,” Mary said, raising one leg up onto the table to make her pussy more accessible. “You don’t mind an audience, do you?”
“No,” Jimmy muttered, diving into her pussy.
“Oh, I just love the way his tongue feels inside of me,” Mary said, turning to Sue. “It’s very nice.”
“Aren’t you embarrassed at all?” Sue finally was able to ask.
“That you’re watching me get my pussy sucked?” Mary asked.
“Well, yeah,” Sue replied, watching as Jimmy’s tongue shot in and out of her pussy.
“Umm, that’s nice, Jimmy,” she said. “No, it doesn’t embarrass me,” Mary replied to Sue. “There really isn’t any such thing as privacy on board a ship. And I’ve seen it all and people have probably seen me in it all. So it doesn’t embarrass me. Now, I don’t want to offend anyone, of course. Do you find this offensive?”
“No, I’m not offended by it,” Sue said slowly, watching as Mary’s back arched in response to Jimmy’s tongue in her pussy. “Actually it’s sort of beautiful.”
“Wait until it’s your turn,” Mary laughed as she arched her back again. “I’m about to cum, Jimmy,” she said, holding his head with her hand. “Oh, god,” Mary groaned, arching her back and throwing her head back as she pressed Jimmy’s face into her pussy. “Yes, yes, yes,” she cried as Jimmy slurped at the juices flowing from her pussy. “Oh, god, yes,” she cried as Jimmy’s tongue again slithered up into her, searching out her juices.
Sue just watched in astonishment as Mary came. She had never seen another woman cum and she had only seen Harve cum, he being the only man in her life. She could feel herself wet between the legs from watching and fidgeted where she sat on the edge of the table.
“That was so wonderful, Jimmy,” Mary said, slowly letting her leg down as Jimmy sat up, her juices smeared across his face. “Thank you very much,” she said, leaning forward and kissing him, tasting herself on his mouth. “But now it’s Sue’s turn,” she said, turning and smiling at Sue. “I think she could use some of the same, don’t you?”
“Oh, no,” Sue said, blushing. “That wouldn’t be right.”
“Nonsense,” Mary said. “I can feel how excited you are, even smell it a little bit. Let yourself enjoy. This is a fantasy vacation. And here we have a nice, young, willing tongue just waiting to please,” she said, laughing. “He’ll never know unless you tell him. Or don’t you like having your pussy sucked?”
“Oh, no, that’s not it,” Sue said, blushing.
“Come now,” Mary said, sliding from the table to sit next to Jimmy in front of Sue. “Relax,” she said, putting her hands on her knees and gently pressing them open.
Sue resisted Mary’s pressure on her knees, totally disoriented by what was happening. On the one hand she was feeling a great deal of excitement at having just watched Mary’s pussy being sucked. And she was also excited by the idea of Jimmy sucking her pussy right here in the salon on a table while Harve slept below. But it was just so wrong.
“I can’t,” Sue said softly.
“That’s okay,” Mary said, immediately stopping her pressure. “I understand. I’m sorry for pushing you.”
“No, that’s okay,” Sue said. “Actually I appreciate it. That you’d think of me like that.”
“Maybe tomorrow night,” Mary said. “I’m sure Jimmy’s tongue is going to be kept busy on this trip. But anyway, I feel great and I’m going to bed. Thanks again, Jimmy,” she said, turning and kissing him. “See you in the morning. Good night, Sue. See you in the morning,” she said as she stood up and went into the galley.
“I don’t mind,” Jimmy said softly to Sue.
“Mind what, Jimmy,” Sue asked, blushing again.
“You know, eating your pussy,” he said. “I know I’d like it.”
“Well, thank you, Jimmy,” Sue replied, blushing again. “That’s sweet of you. But I don’t think my husband would like it too much, you know?”
“I’d never tell him,” Jimmy said, a very serious look on his face. “I know how to keep a secret.”
“I’m sure you do,” Sue said, sliding down off the edge of the table, giving Jimmy an inadvertent look at her pussy as her nightshirt slid up over her ass, leaving her pussy not six inches from his face.
“You smell good,” Jimmy said, leaning forward and drawing a deep breath through his nose of her pussy.
“Yes, well, good night, Jimmy,” Sue said, brushing her nightshirt down and covering herself. “I’ll see you in the morning,” she said, turning to leave, then suddenly turning back around and bending over and kissing him lightly on the lips. “You’re quite a gentleman.”
“Good night,” Jimmy said, smiling at her as she rose from kissing him.
Jimmy just sat there for several minutes trying to decide if his whole day had been a dream or not. Deciding that it had been and a great one at that, Jimmy went down the stairs to his cabin. Quietly opening the door and letting himself in, he saw his sister asleep on her bunk, her tits exposed and a sheet just pulled across her lower body. Sighing as he remembered Susan standing behind him while he had sucked Bunny’s pussy, Jimmy slid into his bunk and was asleep within minutes, totally spent from his day.
The next morning Jimmy heard some stirring, and just barely opening his eyes, was rewarded by the sight of Susan pulling on her g-string, giving him a good look at the wispy blonde hair covering her pussy. Opening his eyes all the way and yawning, Jimmy sat up.
“Good morning,” he said to his sister.
“Well, good morning,” Susan said. “I’m surprised you came home at all.”
“Came home?” Jimmy said. “Oh, well, it was late.”
“I guess so,” Susan said. “Did you like it?”
“Like what?” Jimmy asked cautiously.
“You know, Bunny,” Susan replied. “Eating her like that.”
“Yeah, I did,” Jimmy said. “It was really nice.”
“What’s it like?” Susan asked, curious.
“Well, sweet and thick, and just nice,” Jimmy said.
“And did she, you know?” Susan tried to ask.
“You should have stayed,” Jimmy said. “It wouldn’t be fair to talk about it. But if you were there, well, that would be different. Then we would just be talking about something we had both seen or done.”
“Oh, I see,” Susan said.
“I mean, you wouldn’t want me asking you what happened if you went in the cabin with say Billy or Bob, would you? I mean, that wouldn’t be fair either, would it?”
“No, it wouldn’t,” Susan said, smiling. “I get your point. Now let’s go eat some breakfast and go diving.”
“All right,” Jimmy said, jumping to his feet.
“Jimmy!,” Susan said, looking down at him.
“Oh, sorry,” Jimmy said, forgetting that he was naked, his cock standing out in front of him.
Quickly grabbing his shorts, Jimmy pulled them on and followed Susan out the cabin and up the stairs. When they got to the salon they found that they were the last ones there. Quickly getting plates of food, they sat and ate their breakfast, avoiding the others. Then it was out to the dive deck to get ready for the first dive. Jane and Don noticed that everyone seemed to be greeting Jimmy. First Mary, then Bunny, and then even Sue made special efforts to say good morning and hello. Jimmy couldn’t keep the grin off of his face as he realized that everyone was casting glances his way. Alice came over and hugged Susan, smiling at her before returning to don her diving gear.
The first dive that day was a place called Mount Olympus, a wall dive that started at 90 feet. For twenty minutes they were awed by the wonders of the spires and crevasses and colors of the depths as they explored. Then they slowly made their way back up to the surface. Once everyone had undressed and quickly showered off, it was up to the sundeck.
“Are you two having fun?” Jane asked, stopping at the seats where Susan and Jimmy were sitting with Alice and John and Bunny.
“Just great, mom,” Jimmy said, smiling up at her.
“Fine, mom,” Susan said.
“Well, don’t get too much sun. You don’t want to burn,” she added as she walked away.
“You two are lucky to have such a beautiful mother,” Alice said.
“I guess so,” Susan said, laying back and closing her eyes.
She was still in mental turmoil over what had happened the day before. She didn’t know how long she had lain there when she heard her mother’s voice again.
“Your father and I are going down to our cabin,” she said. “We’ve had enough sun for the time being.”
“Okay,” Susan said. “I’ll probably get out of the sun too.”
Looking around, Susan saw that Jimmy was over sitting with Harve and Sue talking with them. Alice was asleep in her chaise lounge and Bunny and her brothers were nowhere to be seen. Getting to her feet, Susan went down to the salon to see if she could locate Bunny or her brothers. Not finding anyone there, she went into the galley and over to the steps leading up into the wheelhouse. Going up the steps, she poked her head through the curtain.
“Hi, it’s me, Susan,” she said. “Can I come in?”
“Sure, Susan,” Ed replied. “Come on in.”
Climbing on up through the curtain, Susan could see that Ed was by himself.
“I couldn’t find anyone so I came here,” she said, fidgeting slightly under his gaze.
“Only me here,” Ed said with a grin.
“Yes,” Susan said. “I see,” she said, running her hand nervously through her hair.
“You want me to check the cabins and see if that’s where people are?” Ed asked, a glint in his eyes.
“Can you?” Susan asked, her eyes widening. “I mean, do you mind?”
“No, not at all,” Ed said, turning to the monitor and turning it on. “We’ll just go room by room, okay?”
“Uh, sure,” Susan agreed, moving closer and standing right next to Ed.
“Okay, here’s number one,” Ed said, flipping a switch.
Susan gasped as she realized that she was looking into her parents’ cabin, and even more that her mother was on her hands and knees and her father was ramming his cock in and out of her pussy from behind.
“Oops,” Ed said, reaching for the switch.
“No, don’t,” Susan said, reaching out and stopping his hand. “I want to see.”
“Okay,” Ed said, a big grin on his face as he watched the monitor.
Susan watched the screen in wonder, watching as her father’s cock slammed in and out of her mother’s pussy from behind. Suddenly she saw her mother pull away from her father’s cock and spin around, sucking his huge cock into her mouth. Susan saw her cheeks billowing and knew that her father had just cum in her mouth. She watched as her mother swallowed and gulped and sucked on her father’s cock, then she crawled into the bunk and he followed, snuggling up against her.
“Well, that was something else, wasn’t it?” Ed asked, turning to look at Susan.
“Yeah,” Susan replied, her breasts heaving, her nipples hard on the ends.
“Let’s check the others,” Ed said, throwing some switches.
He threw several switches, all showing empty rooms, until he got to Bunny’s room. Then Susan gasped as she saw the view from Bunny’s room. Bunny was sitting on top of Billy with Bob’s cock in her mouth. Susan could see that Bunny was sliding back and forth on top of Billy, obviously fucking him while she was sucking Bob’s cock.
“Well, that is a close family,” Ed said, leaning forward to watch. “Look at that girl go.”
“They’re her brothers,” Susan sputtered. “How can she with her brothers?”
“Well, now, don’t rush to judge,” Ed replied, turning to look at her. “It doesn’t have to be as bad as society and the world’s religions make it.”
“What do you mean?” Susan asked, staring at him in shock, her nipples hard knots in his face.
“Well, they always had that as a rule because of birth defects when close relatives mate,” Ed explained. “Nowadays you have the pill and all sort of other forms of birth control so that the baby issue is sort of irrelevant. If they were forcing her, that would definitely be wrong. But if she does it willingly, well, she’s entitled. They seem like really nice, well-adjusted kids to me. And it’s not as if Bunny is only interested in her brothers,” Ed added. “She seems to like boys in general, wouldn’t you say?”
“What do you mean?” Susan asked, surprised.
“Well, let’s just say that I spend more time in here than you do and I see things that you don’t see,” Ed said.
“Oh, god, you were watching yesterday,” Susan said, her hand flying to her mouth.
“Now, you don’t have anything to be bothered about,” Ed said. “It was no different than us watching this now,” he said, indicating the screen.
Susan turned to watch the screen just as Bunny got up off of Billy’s cock and Bob took his place, Bunny lowering herself down on his cock and then taking Billy’s cock in her hand and sucking on it. And to think she had almost let Billy do more with her yesterday.
“You shouldn’t have made Billy stop yesterday,” Ed said, as if reading her thoughts in reverse.
“What do you mean?” Susan asked, blushing.
“Well, it seemed to me you were enjoying it, when suddenly for some reason you just turned off. What was it? Why did you stop him? If you don’t mind that I ask you,” Ed added, seeing her flush.
“I-I-I was just confused,” Susan said lamely. “I wasn’t sure.”
“Well, that’s all right,” Ed said. “There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“Oh, gosh,” Susan said as she realized that Billy was cumming in Bunny’s mouth.
“Here, stand here. You can see better,” Ed said, pulling her over in front of him right in front of the monitor.
Susan watched in fascination as Bunny’s cheeks billowed as she swallowed Billy’s cum. Her mouth was hanging open as she watched Bunny lick, slurp and suck on the head of Billy’s cock as she got the last of his cum. Then Bunny slid off of Bob’s cock and turned around and sucked it into her mouth. Susan was so mesmerized or shocked that she either didn’t feel or didn’t mind when Ed softly let his arms slide around her under her arms and cup her tits, his fingers finding her nipples and pinching and pulling on them.
This went on for several minutes until Bob began to cum, Bunny’s cheeks again billowing as she gulped his cum down her throat. Susan was aware of Ed rubbing her pussy gently with one hand while the other stayed busy with her tits. When Bunny finished sucking Bob’s cock and sat up, Ed suddenly stopped rubbing her pussy and turned her around to face him, both her hands in his.
“You come back tonight after people start drifting to bed,” Ed said, smiling at her flushed cheeks. “Then you’ll really see some things,” he said, wrapping her hands around his hard cock straining against his bathing suit. “Okay?”
Susan could only nod dumbly as he released her hands. She just stood there mute for several seconds feeling the hardness of his cock throbbing in her hands. Then dropping her hands to her sides, Susan slipped from between Ed’s legs.
“You okay, darlin’?” Ed asked, reaching out and caressing her cheek.
“Yeah,” Susan said, nodding. “I’m okay.”
“It’s time for our next dive,” Ed said. “Why don’t you go get ready.”
“Okay,” Susan said, drawing a deep breath.
“And I’ll see you later, right?” Ed asked, smiling at her.
“Yes,” Susan said, shivering with excitement as she glanced back to the screen. “Thanks.”
“Okay,” Ed said as she went back down the stairs. “Okay!”
Susan was setting up her gear when other people started arriving for the dive. She watched Bunny and her brothers to see if there would be any sign of what she had just seen but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Then she saw her parents arrive on the dive deck. She looked at them differently now for some reason. There didn’t seem to be anything out of the ordinary except her mother sure seemed happy. She had a big smile on her face. Then Jimmy showed up with Harve and Sue. That seemed like an odd group, she thought.
Then Rob announced that they were at the dive site. He explained that it was called El Capitan and was the same kind of dive as Mount Olympus. Susan decided to dive with her parents and they went down the anchor line together. As they explored the reef 90 feet below the surface they were amazed at the variety of corals and sponges and fish. They would swim through crevasses and small tunnels as they explored. At one point they all got jammed up when Don stopped suddenly in a tunnel when he saw a big green moray eel.
As they slowly made their way back to the surface, Susan began to think again of watching Bunny with her brothers. That was just so unreal to her. Thinking of what Ed had said to her, she remembered how Bunny described their household and realized how she had gotten the attitude that she had. It made a little more sense to her that way for some reason. She just didn’t want to treat them any different because she knew about it. She had liked her before and there was no reason why she shouldn’t like her now.
As they broke the surface at the platform Rob called the count, full count, meaning that everyone was now accounted for. They made their way back to their places and sat down, wriggling out of their gear as everyone engaged in animated conversation about their dive.
“Oh, Jane, I’m so glad to see that you’ve decided to dive in the nude,” Alice said. “Now I can too. I didn’t before because I didn’t want to — you know, your children. But if you are, well, this is great.”
“What?” Jane said, looking down at herself. “Oh, my god,” she exclaimed, her hands instinctively covering herself as she realized that she was completely naked. “Where’s my suit?” she cried, embarrassed. “I was wearing it when we went in the water.”

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Mondo’s Clan part 4

Author’s Note: To answer a few comments No I did not get the idea from the Croods, Never saw it. I also was questioned about using words like Diameter and Travois this was for the reader to get an understanding rather than this being Mondo, s Vocabulary.
Mondo’ s Clan part 4
I planed another scout out the River gate. I wanted to find out how that valley connected with the lomen ‘s bowl. But first I started every one practicing with their slings and all the kids to gathering stones .
After practicing the women made sacks out of skins to hold the stones. I had my idea of how to eliminate the lomen. At the 4 steps would be a Cave lion and a handler .Lined around the rim would be all who could use the sling. We would leave the 5 older women to take care of the babies and younger kids.
The three younger cats would be with their handlers roaming behind to pick off any strays coming home. Now the preparation begins. Shad got busy Making lots of spears under the watchful eye of his helper Jonda. Jonda had never fully recovered from the bad sickness that almost wiped out Tondor’ s clan.. Jonda’s right leg had shriveled up but he still had good use of his hands.
I took Hobar and Drago along with Bruno and Runt and left across the walkway for our back way scout. We left the walk way together no telling when we might need quick access on our return. We walked carefully along the river cave. Before we exited I sent out Runt to look around, nothing seemed to be bothering Bruno and soon Runt returned. We stepped out on the trail brushing our tracks as we went.
Remembering our last time here we avoided the area of the ants. We came upon a well walked trail. The tracks were humanoid not much in the way of animals. We stepped off the trail and made or way through the brush parallel to the trail. Within an hour we heard voices on the trail.
It was a group of three lomen with five captives. I was going to let them pass not knowing how close we were to the lomen’s Bowl. But Bruno and Runt made our decision by attacking two of the lomen. The third started to run when one of the Captives stuck out his leg and tripped the escaping loman. That gave Bruno just enough time to finish the first one and to pounce on to the scrambling body of the last one.
We freed the Captives three women and two men. After talking with them we gathered more information about the lomen way of life.
The Lomen
The lomen had at one time been just like every one else. Then one harsh winter they were trapped by heavy snow and their reserves ran out. The weak, generally the women and children, the men killed and ate. The only water they had to drink trickled down the walls of the cave they were hold up in for the winter. The water was contaminated by minerals not meant for human consumption.
Never being over intelligent they gang raped the few women left alive. After the winter passed and time came for the birth. The few women gave birth to monstrosities the babies were extra large and deformed and killed the mother. They bled to death. The lomen’ s animal instincts told them to capture women make them slaves to take care of the babies and to make more. Also by this time they had come to like the taste of human flesh.
The women gave birth to 90% boys, the girls were eaten, the lomen began to raid other tribes for women slaves to bear their young and men as meat. The contaminated water had caused deformities that seem to breed true thus creating another species of man. This became the way of life for the lomen.
They were totally nonproductive they lived to raid, rape and eat … other tribes. Any one of the three had to be broken and they would vanish. We planned to end all three. The captives served multiple uses. For food, to reproduce, and to tend to the children. The intact male slaves were used for any menial work that was needed.
The sad part of it all is there is no way to save the captives. They had been fed on human flesh and the women were pregnant with the lomens children. The men were crippled from having parts of their bodies ripped off to be eaten. When we made our move it would have to be total.
We told the captives what we had planned to do, They offered their help. I asked how many men they could provide. They said at least twenty five may be more. We gave them directions to the cave under the water fall. In two weeks there would be someone there with instructions. The five of them departed for their village.
We hid the three bodies and continued on our search about three hours later we approached the lip of the bowl. I left Hobar to watch this set of steps. Drago went right and I went left to check out the area around the other two steps.
We had made better observations the steps were not on the four points but were off a bit and the bowl was not truly round more like an oval. The gate from the bramble gate side was Southwest. The River gate was more to the Northeast side.
I moved around to the trail coming from the steps Southeast. Something bothered be about it so I followed a ways. I almost wish I hadn’t. It ended at a pit and explained the nauseating odor in the air. The pit was filled with human bones and small scavengers. I could tell that this was not the only pit that had been here, There was evidence that others had been covered over.
We met back with Hobar then headed back to the falls. It took three days to reach the falls. I was mulling over different ideas as we walked. Drago was scouting either side of the trail looking for gathering places. Hobar was looking at places for ambushes.
The 1st night we made camp and compared notes. Now I understood the reason Drago had been so quite. He not only found a similar pit but observed two male slaves and a club bearing loman. The male slaves were dumping bones… human bones. Runt wanted to attack but Drago held him back. Other than that the trail went no where.
This lessened the chance of returnees walking up on us while the attack was going on we rested and moved on the next morning. On the third day we neared our trail to the River Cave. We heard what we guessed was laughter. Bruno was rumbling, Runt was crouched down in his attack mode. I peered through the bushes.
There before my eyes were two lomen teasing a crocodile. One had a bamboo pole with a piece of meat on the end. They were standing on a large rock, the croc couldn’t reach them. The one with the pole would lower the pole and tempt the croc to rise out of the water after it. The loman was just fast enough that the croc would miss.
The croc looked to be about 14 ft long and there were a couple more waiting their turn. I decided we need to help our croc friends. I put my hands on the cats and gave the silent motion for attack. They roared, the loman looked around to see the cats bounding toward them…
The lomen screamed and leaped … right into the jaws of the crocs. With the snapping of the jaws and the thrashing of their tails the crocs made short work of the lomen. We watched them through their frenzy and suddenly it was over and they slipped beneath the lake surface. The lake once again serene and peaceful.
Noma
Noma, and her baby were the only ones to remain with the clan when lateen was captured. She had been listening to the plans and when Mondo left on his back scout. She went to Ludi “Please watch my baby Tiensi. And ask Mondo not to attack until she returned. She insisted it was important. Ludi finally agreed but still did not know where Noma was going.
Noma had made a pack out of Deer skin that had been cured with the hair scraped off. It contained things she might need on her trip. She fashioned a frame out of limber limbs tied the pack to the frame added straps to carry it on her back. On a strap tied to her waist was a pouch of rocks, her sling and her water bag. Also was a small pouch with extra straps for tying if needed and also it held her knife.
On her trip from her home clan she had been observant of the path traveled. She had had hopes of escaping from the lomen. This had proved unnecessary thanks to the appearance of Mondo and his cats. She made good time her 1st day, she picked a well protected clump of brush to make her bed. She was tired so did not make a fire.
Just before dawn, with the sky beginning to lighten she heard a growl her eyes popped open and she was staring into the eyes of an older Dire wolf, He was probably an outcast from his pack since he was alone. She had no chance to use her sling, all she had to use was her knife. The wolf was pushing its nose in to the brush trying to reach her. She slashed with her knife cutting the wolf’s jaw and nose.
The wolf was irate and was tearing at the brush with teeth and claws. Just when it looked like the wolf was going to reach her … the wolf yelped and its head disappeared. Holding her knife out I front of her she edged out enough to see. The wolf was on the ground and a tawny cat was worrying its throat. The wolf ceased its movement and the cave lion backed away.
With blood on its mouth it gave a mighty lick of its tongue and bounded toward her. She smiled it was Soli. Noma looked around expecting to see one of the hunters but … Soli was alone. Noma wondered she had watched while the cats had been trained, Soli was over a Year old and almost full sized, and she had befriended the big cat She wondered if the cat had been sent or came on her own.
It really did not matter she was here and Noma had no intention of returning. She put on her pack and moved out. She was thinking about the signals she had watched the handlers use during the cats training. She used the one for scouting point. Soli turned playfully then headed out on point.
With Soli along with her things were a lot easier and there was little need of the caution she had exercised on her first day. They traveled quickly only eating after dark then resting till just before dawn then on the way again. Altogether they cut a week off the trip that Mondo had made with the freed captives.
Noma’s Tribe was the largest, consisting of close to 100 hunters, 90 women and thirty childern, within 6 months walk. Noma was the daughter of a sub chief and daughter-in-law of the Head chief. It was a joyous time when she entered the village. The Chief Bola her Father-in-law was going to send for her Father Chief Runl. But she told Chief Bola why she was here is more important they talked for a few minutes.
Chief Bola summoned two messengers, Each Message : Our Daughter Noma is here, Our Savior Mondo needs our help bring twenty five hunters and supplies for 5 weeks. We attack lomen.
The next morning the forest was alive with hunters while the Chiefs had a Pow wow. Chief Bola placed Sub Chief Sarl in charge. Medicine man Char and Tor as spiritual guidance. Chief Runl begged to go common sense prevailed Sarl was thirty and Runl was sixty.
With a group of seventy five hunters and support with Noma and Soli in the lead. After the first day Noma was restless, she recognized one of the hunters, Flit, Flit was one of the captives with her. She talked to the Chief and Flit became chief scout.
With Flit knowing the way to the bramble gate meant Noma could get back to inform Mondo of the war party. Two hours before dawn she and Soli was on the run. Less than three weeks later She and Soli entered the bramble gate Leos was at the gate, he rushed to get Mondo.
When Mondo arrived Soli and Noma were in the hot pool soaking their tired aching bodies. At first Mondo had been angry with Noma for taking Soli until he was told that Soli had still been in camp 6 hours after Noma had left. Then he was just concerned. He almost went ahead for the planned attack.
But Noma had been so insistent with Ludi, it was important he wait.
Mondo walked to poolside Noma saw him disregarding her nudity she stood, Noma’ s trim body yelled out to Mondo to grab her and mount her but with so many children running around he thought better of it. Noma began to explain what she had done and how many warriors would soon be available. With the Lake clan and Our Clan we will have over a hundred twenty Warriors.
The Plan
We had already agreed to meet with Lake Clan messenger I sent Socar and Goba with Duri to meet the Messenger. When the Messenger arrived they were pleased there were two of them. They were able to pass the information on that there was a delay and why. It was a bit confusing the messengers Toma and Timi were Identical twins.
Toma would travel back to his people and Timi would travel with Goba back to ours. Socar and Duri Would start a bit of clean up. They would attack the lomen as they long as there were no more than two. They figure the two of them could handle at least two at a time.
Toma and Timi were surprised when they were shown the cave under the water fall. They had a quick meal and then all left but Socar and Duri. Socar decided to make a quick sweep, Mondo had briefed him he stayed off the trail but kept it in sight. He located the ambush site Hobar had told him about. He squatted down to wait less than 3 hours passed when he heard noise coming up the trail.
There was three of them escorting 7 captives he was torn as what to do he did not want to lose the captives. But Mondo said no more than two… then one of the lomen tripped and fell. As he hit the ground Duri burst free and attacked one of the two standing. Socar let fly with his spear it flew true and hit the second in the throat.
The Captives seeing what was happening leaped atop the third lomen pinning him to the ground. Socar reached them and pulled his knife and slit the throat of the last loman. Duri had done herself proud she first hamstrung her opponent he tried to swing at her with his club but she clamped on to his arm mangling it severely then she went for the throat.
Socar freed the captives 4 men and three women, they told him there was my more lomen behind them they think there is 5 more and at least that many more prisoners. Socar says “You all need weapons I saw a grove of Bamboo just about 60 yards that way.” he pointed over his shoulder.”Maybe we can sharpen a few lengths that would give us seven or eight spears. But first we need to hide these bodies..
They all jumped in and drug the bodies in to the bushes. Then we began to make the bamboo spears. This was slow going since all they had was Socars knife. The way they did it was to cut the bamboo on and angle then they would sharpen the spars by rubbing them on stones. It really worked well the spears were razor sharp.
By the time the next group of lomen came along with their captives we were ready … Socar had them spread on both sides of the trail even had one of the women up in a tree on a limb over the trail its self. Socar and Duri would wait for the woman in the tree to start the attack. One of the men would tell the captives to hit the dirt.
They walked along as if they owned the world, Just as the were passing under the tree the woman yelled ‘HEY’ the lomen looked up with his mouth open. The spear went straight down his throat. The others exploded out of the weeds and began stabbing. The rear loman got off a swing with his club he caught one of the women still tied to the pole and killed her instantly. Duri launched past the club and clamped on to his Privates the loman bent over and Duri switched to his Throat.
We need to move the bodies back to the lake … the crocs are hungry. After that was done. Socar said they needed to head back to their village. The tree woman asked what he was going to do. Socar said he was going to try to pick off a few more loman if he could.
She said I’ll stay, two of the men nodded . The rest head home. Socar asked, “I know your people will fight so how are so few of them able to capture so many of your people?”
Loman Control
The lomen have the ability to control minds when they surprise someone, the person freezes for a few minutes. Just enough for them to take control and secure them. But as your clan has proved they have no control when they are surprised. She told her sister to tell their Chief about this. If you don’t show fear they can not control you.
It is odd that this was never discovered, I guess Mondo being ignorant of all this and having the cats with him made it impossible for them to ever control him. In fact they fear the men who hunt with Lions. That is why we stayed with you and your Lion You are doing something and we want to help. Just what are you hoping to accomplish .
Socar tried to explain. Now that we have all the lomen confined back at the bowl… their village. Now if we can contain them till time for the attack then they cannot slip up behind us. And I hope to take out a few more.

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PERFORMANCE REVIEW

I want to emphasise that this story is entirely fiction. It was inspired by some pictures of a very sexy lady, which you can find in an album on my profile page, but you have to be registered and logged in to see them (I also have some other pictures there, selected to accompany some of my other stories). The photos go with the first part of the story, so do look for them if you can – but I must make it absolutely clear that the woman in the photos is NOT, repeat NOT, the character in the story, which is entirely an invented fantasy scenario. Sadly, I have never conducted a performance review like this … but there are a few times when I have been tempted, oh yes, sorely tempted!

Teenage Hormones

It takes the right time, the right place and the right circumstance but Logan finally accomplishes his goal to fuck his beautiful Mom.

An incest birthday chapter 12

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Broken Birds, Part 21, Nita

Part 21
Nita
Michael saw it coming, “I told you once Honey, I could never refuse you.”
“Even though I fucked and sucked a dog.”
“Honey, that makes no difference to me. It was his way of humiliating you, of breaking you. Miguel was sick. I hope he burns for eternity. He did it to you. It wasn’t your choice.”
“Then will you?”
“Of course, Princess, if that’s what you really want.”
“I’m not sure if I want to join your… you know…your harem, but I need to feel like a woman, not a victim.”
She put her arms around him and pulled him into a kiss. Realizing she had very limited experience, he taught her the value of beginning slow, just grazing your lover’s lips, to a soft joining, to opening, to stroking the passion with a tongue, finally to a passionate dueling of tongues.
When they broke the kiss, Nita’s dark eyes sparkled with wonder. The kiss imprinted on her heart. She felt her body react. It felt delicious.
Michael knew he had been set up again, but, seeing her eyes, he believed she genuinely needed him.
“Now go tell those conniving bitches that they’ve won again.” Pushing her off the bed, “And tell them “Thank you.”
Michael showered and joined his ladies.
Beth went to him, hugged him and pulled him into a very un-daughter like kiss. Her eyes sparkled with joy when they broke.
He hugged and kissed them all in turn.
“Where’s Kat?” he asked just as she, Misha and Rachael came through the kitchen door.
He went to them, hugged and kissed Kat tenderly, rubbing her belly gently. He kissed Rachael with passion and love…and forgiveness.
He looked at Misha, who had clearly been crying, “How’s he doing?”
“They’re still flushing his system. Jennifer got his liver tests back and he’s pretty far gone. Not enough time for a transplant list in the States. We’re checking alternatives. He’s still got the shakes. And he’s got some other things going on. His PSA is 9. Jennifer has arranged for him to be examined in Brisbane. If we hadn’t come, he’d have been dead in 6 months.” Misha said sadly.
“How are you doing?” Kat asked gently.
“I’m OK. A little shaky, but OK.” He said honestly.
“We’re so sorry. We didn’t know.”
“I know, Honey. At least you figured out a way to lead me out.”
Kat looked confused. “What do you mean?”
“Nita.” He said waiting to see a look of recognition, but all he saw was confusion.
“What did Nita do?”
“She came to talk to me as her father.” Even as he said it, he realized how the plan developed. It had to be Beth.
“That wasn’t my idea. I’ve been with my dad.”
He smiled and took her arm, leading them into the main living room. Beth came up to him, searching his eyes for the madness. She saw love.
“Do we need to order another ring and necklace, Dad?”
“I don’t know. She can tell you tomorrow. Was it your idea?”
She shook her head. “Hers. We were talking about how you hadn’t snapped when I was attacked. I said it was because your “Dad” instincts took over. She told us about her problem and needed your help. I know it’s convenient timing, but that the truth.” She paused, then went ahead, “Dad, we feel terrible. I should have known. I swear, we’ll never do anything like that again. Please forgive us.”
“All’s forgiven, Honey. Tell the others. I still feel a bit drugged and want some fresh air.”
He grabbed a sailing jacket and went to take a long walk. He wanted to be completely alert tonight. He walked around the compound, noting some rust damage that would need repair, a pothole and a couple of lights that needed replacing.
The sun touched the horizon. He went into the main house and found everyone in the main living room, including the Senator and Misha. Beth was on the floor playing with Michaela. Shoshana stood up when he entered the room and came to him for a hug.
Nita hugged him next, whispering into his ear, “I can’t believe how excited I am. Don’t you dare back out!” she giggled as she squeezed his ass.
As he hugged his women, he realized that he felt free for the first time in years. the thought of losing these marvelous, complex creatures had triggered the nightmares. He’d have to tell Alice to warn the girls.
John McDale looked terrible. His usual ruddy complexion was sallow. He’d lost weight and extra skin hung from his jowls. His dark hair now sported gray roots. He now looked the twenty plus years older he was than his wife. They were leaving early the next morning for his medical appointments in Brisbane.
They stayed for dinner, marveling at the interplay of women from diverse backgrounds and at the unselfish love. Kat fit in perfectly. She sat between Beth and Alice. Rafaela sat between Maria and Nita. Nita seemed almost unnaturally bright. Misha remarked on the glow that seemed to surround her.
“Tonight is a very special night for her, Mom,” Kat said, “But it’s private between us.”
“We’re a family here, Misha. It’s strange that so much happiness can come from so much pain, but that’s what happened. While we fled for our lives, we became dedicated to each other,” Rachael explained, “No one knows tomorrow, but I’d like to think that we will be together until we cross over.”
After dinner the McDales went back to the guesthouse to prepare for the early morning trip. Before they left, Misha took Rachael aside, “Is she going to bed with Michael?”
Rachael smiled and nodded. “It’s her idea. She’s got problems trusting men after her rape. Believe me, Michael will prove to her that she’s normal and can enjoy making love. He proved it to me.”
Nita looked marvelous. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, her makeup drew attention to her wide eyes and perfect teeth. She truly looked like a young version of Rafaela. Instead of a negligee, she chose a thick white robe. It engulfed her slender frame, wrapping her in a warm, secure feeling. The girls helped her prepare for any sexual activity and then she was ready, still feeling Michael’s lips on hers. Every nerve ending in her body hummed in anticipation.
When she stepped through the bedroom door, she beamed. Her smoldering sensuality combined with her innocence to create an incredible aura.
When he took her hand, he noticed that she was trembling.
He led her to the bed and sat her down, brought her a flute of champagne and sat beside her. “Princess, you are so beautiful.” He tapped his flute to hers.
“To making love and me a woman,” she said as she leaned in to renew the kiss of the morning.
He put his flute on the bed stand, took hers and did the same.
His hand slipped between her dark hair and her ear, pulling her close. He leaned back and they both lay on the bed.
She loved kissing him. She felt the butterflies through her body. The terrycloth caressed her sensitive nipples and breasts, her labia filled with blood, her inner lips began to emerge, and her clit grew more and more sensitive. All from a kiss!
She surrendered. Michael felt it. She lay floating in a lake of unknown sensuality, her eyes closed.
Michael broke the kiss. Her eyes fluttered open, urgency plainly written on her face. “Don’t stop!’
He pulled her up, undid the sash on her robe and sensually pushed it off her shoulders, using it like a towel as he slid it down her arms and over her ass. The friction caused by the terrycloth sent electric feeling through her body. Michael dropped his robe. He picked her up and lay her on the bed. He lay beside her. The room was cool, so he pulled the blankets over her and slowly pulled her to him.
He slipped one his left arm under her neck while his right dropped to the small of her back. He kissed her again, while beginning to explore her body with his free hand.
She felt cherished and loved. The feel of his hard, warm body against hers sent a thrill coursing through her body. She molded to him, her nipples distended with lust, her pussy lubricating in anticipation.
His fingertips gently caressed her smooth back. She moaned into his mouth. His fingers circled the area around her coccyx at the top of her ass cleft. She shivered.
He caressed the back and sides of her neck. She pressed her pussy against him. She felt very wet, but it was far too soon.
He pushed her on her back and began a journey of exploration with his lips and tongue. He dropped his right hand to her pussy, using his left to caress one breast while his mouth and tongue pleasured the other. His right hand gently told her legs to part. As they did, he began to run his hand from her knee to inches before it touched her labia.
Eventually he lifted her leg and found himself staring at her engorged labia and wet inner lips, now fully exposed.
He knew she was close, so he licked the inner lips apart, nearing her clit, but not actually touching it. His thumbs parted the lips to expose her inner beauty and tunnel. He licked the inner lips. She began thrashing. He locked his mouth on her clit, sucking hard and whipping the little eraser with his tongue.
She exploded, thrashing while holding his head against her pussy, screaming unintelligibly at the top of her lungs. He kept sucking and torturing her clit. She kept exploding, until spent, she flopped back on the bed, releasing his head.
He wiped his face on the sheet and slid beside her, caressing her face. He reached behind and retrieved a flute of champagne, sipping it as she recovered. She turned to him, tears in her eyes.
“Why did I wait?” she cried in smiling frustration.
He handed her his glass and got the other.
She giggled. “I was going to surprise you, but I think I should tell you so you don’t think you hurt me. When I had my operation, I had them make me a virgin again…I have a cherry for you to break, darling.”
“You’re sure?”
“Are you kidding?” She reached down and grabbed his cock, squeezing it hard, “I need you, Michael, more than I ever dreamed I could need any man.”
Michael was determinedly gentle and patient entering her.
She lay on her back, her legs spread in open invitation. He lay between her legs. She guided him into her steamy sheath.
He moved slowly, wanting her to remember every moment of this night. He came against her artificial hymen. Looking into her eyes, he thrust through it. She winced. He waited … then moved forward in tiny increments, allowing her to adjust.
When he was fully inside her fiery tunnel, he flipped them, putting her on top. Lynne had told her about dancing on Michael’s cock. She experimented, swaying her hips.
Michael hit the button in the headboard. Her favorite music played softly. Soon she was improvising her own sensual rhythm, feeling Michael’s cock gyrate inside her, stretching her tunnel, caressing her sensitive tissues.
Michael felt her tunnel began to flutter, her climax approaching. Michael’s hands dropped from her sensitive breasts to her belly. As Nita screamed something in Spanish, Michael’s thumbs rubbed her clit in opposite directions. She froze momentarily. She screamed her pleasure into the night. Her orgasm triggered Michael’s. His cum shot against her cervix, his shaft pulsing against her tight tunnel. She kept cumming as long as Michael’s cock jerked inside her.
She looked down at him in wonder and collapsed on his chest.
He pulled the blankets over her back. She mewed her pleasure. Her head lay on his chest. She listened to his strong, steady heartbeat and rhythmic breathing. Unconsciously, her breathing copied his.
This was her moment, the moment she became whole. She would forever bear the scars of the past, but she was a woman whole.
Hours later, she pushed him back and pleasured him with her mouth. Through all the abuse, she had learned well how to give that pleasure.
When they woke, it was late morning. They showered and entered the main living room. All four women had on headphones.
Maria, seeing them up, tore off her earphones and hugged her little sister. “You’re a screamer!” she blurted out, giggling. They both were.
The girls surrounded Nita, anxious to see if she wanted to join them in their committed relationship with Michael.
In Brisbane, the McDales had a very different morning. Jennifer led John through a series of carefully choreographed medical appointments. He was prodded, poked, stuck and stretched, vials of his every biological fluid taken. They did a colonoscopy.
Though Jennifer had examined him, the exams were repeated, the results recorded in the hospital database. In the event they had to be sent to other doctors, they wanted nothing traced back to the compound.
By noon, Jennifer’s diagnosis was confirmed. He had advanced prostate cancer, a failing liver, shockingly high cholesterol and a heart arrhythmia.
They lymph node samples showed the cancer had spread throughout his body. His chest x-ray showed suspicious dark masses. They would require a biopsy to confirm, but the doctors were certain it was cancer.
The senior diagnostician sat with Jennifer, John and Misha.
“John, the news isn’t good. You have prostate cancer. It’s spread throughout your body. You have lesions on your lungs that may also be cancerous. You also have advanced colon cancer.”
The doctor was privately surprised that John was still alive.
“Unfortunately, your heart is weak. We estimate that your heart is at less than 15% efficiency. You die when it gets below 10%. Many of your arteries appear to be almost completely blocked.”
“Finally, your liver is failing. It’s starting to shut down. The tests Jennifer ran compared to today indicate your liver will fail within days, perhaps a week. Even if we could find a liver, the transplant surgery would kill you. And that doesn’t even begin to attack the cancers.”
“In my opinion, John, you need to get your affairs in order. You have a few days, two weeks at most.”
“Is there anything they could do for him in the States?” Misha said having spoken with Jennifer as her husband was shuttled between exam rooms.
The doctor handed her a copy of an e-mail. “Your husband’s test results were sent to Bethesda. They concur with my diagnosis. If he gets on an airplane for the States, they’ll take his body off in LA.”
They rode back to the compound in silence. John slept some of the way, but Misha stared out the window numb with shock. While she had never been passionately in love with John, they had three children and a stable, if mediocre, life together.
Now she had only her son and daughters. Her son was a rapist. And her youngest daughter despised her son.
Half a world away, their son lay dieing, his penis being slowly eaten, his hands tied around a large tree. His naked legs were splayed open, ankles tied to stakes, exposing his mutilated cock. The wild boar ate this new delight.
He couldn’t scream. His mouth had been duct taped, the girl’s bloody panties stuffed in his mouth.
“Think they’ll find him?”
“Not for a long time. We’re pretty far from the hunting camps.”
“Better not or that politician asshole will get on our ass.”
“I’ll check him in a few days, but that hog sure looked hungry!”
They tried for two days to reach Robert, to no avail. A 16-year old girl had been attacked in a small town near Robert’s university that was deep in the hills of a southern state, but the family would not press charges or allow her to be examined for forensic evidence, so it was all speculation.
In this part of the country, law and justice were not for sale. Not if a girl had been attacked.
The morning after John’s medical tests, Kat, Misha and Rachael sat at the kitchen table. They had been crying.
Michael stuck his head in the door, “Need company?”
Kat smiled, “Please.”
“Have you reached Robert?” Misha asked, seeing Michael’s jaw set, his eyes frightening. Robert had raped Beth.
“Not yet. Tim’s got someone going down there, but no news yet.”
He looked into their grief stricken faces.
“Girls,” he said a little sharply, “Stop. John’s about to cross over. What about making that trip one filled with laughter and joy?”
Misha recoiled, still caught up in her own pain.
“What does he like? What can we do to make this easier on him? It’s going to happen. How do we make him happy during the time he is still on this side?” Michael said, seeing the women beginning to readjust.
“He likes to drink Scotch,” Misha said bitterly.
“OK, what kind? I mean, he can’t do more damage can he?”
The girls began to readjust. They started to think about him.
“Where’s Kat’s sister?”
“On her way. I called Tim and he’s arranging it.” Rachael said firmly.
“What else does he love? Food? Pictures? Come on. You have a few days left to show your love. Make it about his happiness.” Michael said firmly as he left.
Hours later, he and John sipped a fine scotch, watching the seemingly eternal sea.
“Thank you for helping Kat and Robert. Kat is happier than I have ever seen her. I wish I could have seen my first grandchild.”
“Kat is extraordinary, but then, you know that. She’s brought so much life into our little group. You did good there, John.”
“Little group! How do you do it? Ten women. Incredible.”
Michael chuckled. “The share me well. Actually they love and play with each other a lot. Because of what they’ve been through, it’s hard for them to trust men. They trust me. I’d die for any one of them. Soon Michaela will have brothers and sisters. I hope it will be enough for them.”
“What do you think of Misha becoming number 11?”
The question stunned Michael. “John you’re talking about your wife!”
“If I may be so bold, she’s my widow. She’s an attractive, more than attractive woman. She’s a year younger than Rachael. There’s nothing for her in the States. Robert is a little shit. Kat’s sister is spoiled beyond repair. I’ve never seen Misha as comfortable as she is here. Kat will never leave you or your harem. There’s nothing for Misha in Washington when I pass.”
Michael looked into the dieing man’s eyes. They pled for his wife.
Michael took a deep breath. “If she wants to stay, you know she can. As for the harem, that’s a bit more complex. We have a rule when it comes to joining. Everyone has to agree.”
“That’s why we’re out here. They already have. Now it’s up to you.”
“How does Misha feel?”
“She hasn’t had a man for almost two years. She wants this more than life. She is with Rafaela and Rachael right now, waiting to hear. Will you grant a dieing man’s wish? Please take her into your heart. Please take care of the love of my life.”
John held out his hand and Michael took it.
Michael helped John stand. Michael had seen eyes like his before.
Two days later, John crossed over.

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My History Teacher 2

This story is the sequel to ‘My History Teacher’. This story was repeadetly asked for and I wa more than happy to provide it to the hungry and horny imaginations of people such as yourself. If you haven’t read ‘My History Teacher’ I highly recommend it 🙂 Enjoy!

Queen Yavara: Chapter 8

There’s not much sex in here, just plot. If you remember the original story, you’ll notice that I begin to diverge a bit from it here. Nothing drastic, but I do change the intentions of some minor characters. I thought the way one character reacts to Yavara was a little unrealistic given his situation.

Dairy of Billy Bob Chapter 2 (Marriage)

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) ConclusionBilly Bob Chapter 2 (Marriage)
When I first came to live with Uncle Abraham and Hagar, Leah was a real pest, but after several years she started tagging along when I went to Friday night Bible class every week. That was while she was in fifth grade, so I didn’t pay much attention to her. As long as she didn’t bother me, I let her tag. Things changed after she caught me with her ma in the garage. She wanted to talk as we walked over to the church and on the way home, the only times that we were alone together. At first it was just about me: what had it been like to lose my folks; did I like playing football at school; was I good in arithmetic (actually I was studying geometry). Then she started asking about the girls that I knew; did I like any one in particular; had I had sex with any of them like I had with her ma? WOW! Now I was freaked. I told her that she could never tell about that and that I wouldn’t ever discuss it with her.
She wouldn’t let go of it so I did finally tell her about Uncle Abraham’s talk about how our Scottish ancestors changed a 15 year-old boy into a man. She must have thought about that for several weeks and actually went to the library to see if she could find more information. The only thing she could find, she told me the next week, was that people in Scotland used to live so far apart that young people rarely saw anyone who wasn’t a relative. It was therefore common for cousins to “have intimate relations and to marry when the first child was on the way.” She said that she would like to do that with me. I cut her off on that thought because she was like a sister to me.
Soon thereafter, she started coming into my room at night to talk, and sometimes had a very revealing nightgown on. Once when I couldn’t help but notice her body, I got a hard-on and she could see the tent in my PJs. She smiled and put her hand around it and felt it get much harder. She said that her ma had told her to not leave a man like that because he would hurt, so she pulled my prick out and masturbated me until I shot a wad over her hand. She licked it off and said that she liked doing that for me. I’ll have to admit that I liked it too, but knew that it was wrong. I wouldn’t let her do it again for some months, but did enjoy chatting with her in my bed late at night.
It turned out, when I got to know her better, that she was a fairly smart girl and that we had a lot of common interests. After several months she again asked to help relieve my erection, asking so nicely that I couldn’t say no. This time she wanted me to just put my hand on her pubic area so she could feel good too. This didn’t seem, at the time, to be so terribly wrong so I did it and found that increased my excitement too. I liked to just use my middle finger to tease her clit, then move it down to her weeping hole and let my thumb press and rub on her clit. I only put my finger in a little past my first knuckle so I didn’t break her hymen and then wiggled and rotated it, slowly to start then speeded up as she got hot. Before long we were fondling each other two or three nights a week, with both of us reaching climaxes. Leah didn’t have any boobs yet nor any hair around her pussy, so she was just a little 11 year-old girl not yet a woman and I felt it was OK to be nice to her since sex was not involved.
Needless to say, we became very close over time and sex did become involved. Leah would come into my room and immediately throw off her nightgown. I had gotten used to not even putting on my PJs to go to bed. We would lie face to face while talking and, unless we were talking about something really serious, our hands would be deliciously exploring each other’s bodies. As time went on our mouths and tongues became involved too. Leah particularly liked for me to put my tongue as far into her vagina as it could go and then to make the tip of it move up and down. She would leak her maiden’s juice into my mouth when she reached her climax and I slurped it up. My favorite was to have her just put her mouth around the head and then rotate her tongue around it. Leah always would keep her lips tight around my cock when I erupted, slosh it around in her mouth for a while, sometimes share some of it with me, and then finally guzzle it down. It was fun.
When I turned 16 I quit school and started working full time at the local gas station. Almost a year later was when we decided to get married. By that time we found that we were badly tempted to go “all the way,” even though we had decided that we were going to wait until after we were married. Anyway, when Leah turned thirteen we ran off to Atlanta and got hitched. Leah’s folks were real unhappy with us at the time, but accepted it as the right thing to do, just a lot earlier than they had hoped for. They even let us move in to Leah’s room until I could save up enough to rent somewhere else.
People who read those trashy magazines just don’t understand what real love is, so I’m going to try to tell what it meant to us. While we lived at Leah’s home, we made love almost every night. The hardest part of that was keeping quiet so her folks wouldn’t hear us. Leah would usually get so worked up that she’d be telling me to “do it harder” or to go “faster, faster” and her voice would get louder and louder as she approached her climax. Now I don’t mean to brag, but I’m hung pretty good, almost 6” when I’m really hard, and Leah does reach a climax almost every time we make love. In fact, I often have to slow down so that she doesn’t come way before I’m ready.
During those early months, we were still just doing it in the missionary position, so it was hard to adjust our lovemaking so that we were both satisfied at about the same time. We were so in love that we often went to sleep still connected, and then some time later in the night I’d wake up with a full erection, still in Leah, and she would be making her vagina pulse, alternately squeezing me and relaxing and then moving her hips back and forth just a little to gently slide back and forth on my prick. She said that sometimes she could get off without me even waking up.
The following spring we were able to rent a house out in the country. It was only one room and the water and facilities were out back, but it was like heaven to us. I picked up the Sunday newspapers from some of our friends at church, and we used the colored sections and flour and water paste to paper the inside. It looked real homey and cheerful when we were through. At last we could be alone and do what we wanted when we wanted. Unfortunately, that situation only lasted a few months.

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