Adult Story

FITTING-ROOM SURPRISE

I have noticed that my more recent stories have been getting longer, so here for a change is something a little shorter. It is a kind of companion piece to my very first story (Shoplifter Surprise), although the location and characters are different. The story is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental.

Broken Birds, Part 17, A New Beginning

Part 17
A New Beginning
The birth seemed almost anti-climactic. Rafaela endured eight hours of pain to hold her daughter to her breast. Following the birth, Jennifer took the opportunity to repair some of the vaginal damage from the long ago rapes. Rafaela would be as tight as when she first met Michael.
Mother, daughter, father and eight aunts cared for the little girl. Michael understood and allowed his harem to care for his child. By unanimous vote, they named her Michaela.
The birth, though, triggered pain in many of his women. Rachel, Beth and Shoshana would never know the pain and magic of having a child in their birth canal.
The day following the birth, Michael and Beth crossed the main living room, smiling at Rafaela, feet up, snoring gently in an overstuffed recliner with a pillow under her butt.
Maria was staring out the large windows overlooking the sea. Her face and body language said she was miserable. They went to her.
“What’s up, Honey?” Michael asked as he bent to kiss her cheek.
“I know I have to heal, but it hurts so much,” she wailed softly and started to cry.
Beth sat next to her, pulling her into a hug, “You’re almost through it, Honey. Just a little longer and you’ll see the clouds part. Sometimes it just takes a trigger to get you the last few steps.”
At the word “trigger”, her head snapped up. She looked directly into Michael’s eyes, pleading.
Michael and his harem had discussed this the night before. Nita had responded to the months of intense therapy, but Maria had hit a plateau and could not seem to get passed it. In her mind it was simple. Make love to Michael and she would be cured, just like Rafaela. Jennifer had even put her on birth control, though more to regulate her cycle than afford protection.
Maria could not understand why they would not share him. They loved her. She was sure of that.
She certainly wasn’t a virgin! Like a sore tooth, she had explored the seeming contradiction every day for the past several weeks.
Knowing he might regret it, he said, “We’ll talk about it tonight at dinner.”
She jumped into his arms, tugging to get him to lean forward so she could reach his lips. Her kiss was filled with animal lust and need.
When they broke the kiss, he saw the sadness in Beth’s eyes.
Maria whispered, “I’ll be a good slut for you, Michael.” Inside he winced.
“Remember, we’ll talk at dinner,” he said to her back as she streaked to the bedroom she shared with Nita.
“I don’t think she heard you, Dad,” Beth said sadly.
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As Beth stepped into the shower, Michael followed. He spun her to face him, startling her. He took her face in his hands and kissed her, trying to send his love through his lips and tongue. One hand on her back to keep her pressed against his hardening cock, one hand on the back of her head, keeping their lips locked together. After what seemed an eternity, their lips parted.
He stared into her eyes, “I loved you before you were even born and every minute since. I loved you enough to risk losing you. I love you more than life. Don’t ever doubt that, Honey,” he said fiercely.
They washed in silence and toweled off. Michael picked her up and carried her to bed.
They kissed with a ferocity born of pain. She desperately wanted to be joined to him, not through his shaft, but through his skin. She wanted to be a part of him. She wanted him to be hers alone. She needed to feel that special bond again.
He understood.
He levered himself atop her, his cock trapped against her belly.
“Daddy, I need you inside me. NOW!”
She wiggled to free his member, urgently grabbed his shaft. She rubbed it up her slit, parting her inner lips and pulled him into her steaming depths.
He thrust hard and deep. By the third stroke she was fully impaled.
Her hands dug into his ass as she thrust upward. They soon found their rhythm. To the outside, it would seem brutal fucking, but it was really an act of desperation on a primal level. Both said goodbye to an old, normal life and sought to embrace a new one. Having been asked to share one more time, both felt the loss of time together.
Knowing each other’s body well, they came together.
He eventually rolled off her and held her close.
“What just happened?” she asked in wonder.
“I don’t really know. I just feel like I let go of something.”
Beth nodded.
Maria fidgeted, waiting for dinner. She had spent the afternoon politicking the harem to agree. Finally they were called to the table.
It would have been cruel to force the small girl to endure further uncertainty. Two presents sat in front of her place at the table. One was square, the other rectangular and flat.
Maria’s hands flew to her mouth and she ran to Michael, jumping into his arms, placing her soft, supple lips on his. When the kiss broke, she whispered, “I’ll be a good cumbucket for you.” Inside, Michael winced again.
She happily hugged each woman in turn, finally hugging Nita who had a strange look on her face.
Maria tore the paper from the box. She opened it to see her commitment ring. As she was about to put it on her left ring finger, Beth spoke, ”Honey, you wear it on our right hand until you and Michael make love. Then you put it on your left hand.”
She opened the second gift. “This is for you as a member of our adult family, it is a symbol of love,” Rafaela explained. She insisted at being at dinner, despite the pain.
“When will I get my ring and necklace?” Nita asked quietly.
Alice visibly winced. This was just what she feared would happen.
Michael sat down and patted his lap. She sat obediently.
He reached down and lifted her chin, looking straight into her eyes.
“Honey, you will choose that time. You know I love you, but as a father, as someone to guide and protect you. If you offer yourself to me, I couldn’t say no. But then I will love you as a woman. Think hard because the moment a woman first offers her love never comes again.”
“I know you lost your physical virginity to a brutal rape. So did most of the people in this room. What some men don’t understand is that your emotional virginity is much, much more important and valuable. Miguel tried to force Maria to offer herself to him. When she refused, he tried to destroy her.”
“Yet tonight, she’s offered herself to me. Her once in a lifetime gift.”
“This summer we’ll start to travel and learn our new world and our new neighbors. In this land, you and Maria are exotic and, in any world, you and Maria are very beautiful. Young men will seek you out. As a father, I would want you to wait until after the summer to choose to offer yourself.”
As he finished, he looked up, directly into Maria’s eyes. Then she looked down at her ring. She turned to Alice, her eyes pleading. Alice walked around the table to whisper something to her and led her aside.
Nita went with them.
Jennifer rose and walked to him. She kissed him, hard on his lips, “I don’t think I have ever seen a better father.”
“So just where are we going this summer?” Beth asked.
Michael pointed to Jennifer. “Ask our tour guide. She can make a list and Tim will make it happen. I’d really like to do all the local things and some diving on the Great Barrier Reef.”
Rafaela rose and kissed Michael with love. She slept in a side room with the baby. Jennifer joined her, concerned with the amount of energy Rafaela had expended so soon after giving birth.
Alice returned as they prepared for bed. Everyone seemed a bit subdued having seen Maria go from uncapped joy to uncertainty.
“You trying to put me out of business?” Alice said to Michael, a tired smile on her face, “months and months of therapy and you get her to open up in ten minutes. She wants to wait, at least till after summer. She wants to keep her ring and necklace, but she’s afraid to tell you.”
“Go to her and Nita. Take Beth. They really identify with her. They saw her statement on the Internet.”
They knocked softly. Nita opened the door. Maria sat on her bed, head down. Michael went to her as Beth asked Nita if she was OK. Nita nodded and pushed her gently toward Maria.
Michael and Beth hugged her from both sides.
“I want to be fixed,“ a sniffle, “I want to feel clean and new. Michael, I need you.”
“I know, Honey,” he hesitated, “I love you Chika. But what I said to Nita goes for you too. I could never refuse you. You know that. But as your father, it is my job to protect you, even if it’s from yourself.”
Maria started to sob which escalated into a wail.
He pulled her to his chest, stroking her cheek. Across the room, Beth held Nita.
Finally the tears ran dry and they got the girls in bed.
Exhausted, they returned to their room, collecting Alice who slept in a recliner.
Michael slept late. He awoke with Shoshana beside him. She smiled radiantly.
“Good morning love,” he said smiling.
“Good morning my husband,” she replied.
“Where is everyone?”
“It’s past noon. They’re in the pool. The girls woke everyone early. They want to learn to swim, so they can dive and surf this summer. They also want to work out with you, Beth and Jennifer. They want killer bodies. According to Jennifer, the guys are awesome. Fortunately, I have the most awesome man.” It was the truth from her perspective.
He slid out of bed and reached his hand to her, pulling her out of bed and into his arms.
He grabbed his trunks. She slipped into a one piece slinky purple bathing suit that accentuated her lovely body, yet could not hide her nipples.
‘Dear God,’ Michael thought, ‘the boys will go ape over her.’
Michael and Shoshana were in time to see the end of the lesson.
Beth and Jennifer had Maria and Nita in the shallow end with Alice nearby to help, teaching them the basics. Lynne swam laps slowly. Rafaela sat in a lounge, a pillow beneath her, nursing their child. Rachael swam languidly in a wall lane. She had not been diving in more than twenty years!
Food arrived as the girls climbed out of the pool.
Maria came to him and kissed him on the forehead, “Thank you, Daddy.”
She walked off swinging her hips provocatively, emphasizing what he had missed. Lynne swatted her butt, “Don’t be a prick tease. Don’t tease until you’re ready to please.”
“But I am ready to please!” Giggling, she deftly avoided a second swat.
They came to think of the summer as a new beginning for them all. They attacked their explorations with a relentless enthusiasm. Tim only objected to public water parks and amusement parks. Reluctantly they agreed to postpone those adventures. They dove the Great Barrier Reef, rode the sky rail to and from Kuranda station, explored the Sydney zoo and aquarium; they took a water taxi to eat at Doyle’s in Watson’s Bay they climbed Uluru.
Nearer home, they learned to surf with hard-bodied lifeguards as instructors. Oddly, Nita led the flirting. They tanned on the beach and pool deck, Maria avoiding the sun, as she would become too dark.
If it wasn’t a perfect summer, it was close.
Maria turned 17 and Nita 16. They had separate parties for each at the guesthouse in the compound under the watchful eyes of Tim’s men. None of the local guests ventured to the main house.
Michael and his harem gave Maria a diamond necklace and Nita a beautiful hand crafted belly ring with a native deity outlined in platinum.
The amount of attention poured into the girls helped them heal. Alice monitored their progress. She was pleased, but apprehensive. While Maria was genuinely recovering, she continued to focus on Michael.
One night, near the end of summer, she took Michael aside. Outside, rain pounded against the ocean facing windows.
“I need to talk with you about Maria,” she said sadly. “You gave me five months to get through to her. No go. She’s much happier than she was, but she has it in her head, that she needs you. I think she may genuinely love you, woman to man. She’s fooled around with some of the boys and she thinks they’re immature and just want in her pants. She knows you love her. And you postponed having her so she could be sure.”
Michael nodded, “What do you think we should do?”
“When she comes to you, if she says she wants to make love, I think you should agree. I’ll talk to the others, but I think we’ll want to make it a very special day for her. By the way, she’s never had a man go down on her.” She smiled sheepishly, “and I know how good you are with that devil of a tongue.”
A week later, Maria came to him, a determined look on her face.
“Michael. I want this ring on my other hand. I’ve waited and learned more about men and my feelings. I’m sure now. I want to give my once in a lifetime gift to you. I want more. I want to give my life to you.”
“Then I humbly accept, my Love,” he said softly with the hint of a smile, “I think the girls want to help, so tomorrow will be yours. Tomorrow night we’ll have an early dinner
 and we’ll make love for the first time.”
It took a moment for his words to penetrate. She’d expected an argument. She leapt into his arms, kissing his eyes, forehead and cheeks.
Breaking the kiss, she looked at him and tenderly placed her lips on his. It was a promise.
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The girls did everything possible to make the night perfect. A light dinner as Beth led Michael to the bedroom, kissing him gently, then firmly pushing him through the door. Soft music played while shadows thrown by candles danced across the room. A bottle of champagne sat chilling on the dresser with two flutes.
Rafaela and Alice brought Maria. She wore a long, white, gossamer thin negligee with spaghetti straps. It set off her raven hair and dark skin. She looked breathtaking, a sensual little angel.
He stood to receive her. Rafaela and Alice retreated and closed the door quietly.
His arms went around her waist; hers went around his neck. He looked down, into two pools of love and adoration.
Her hands crisscrossed her shoulders. She moved the straps off her shoulders and let the negligee fall to the ground. He opened his robe and shrugged. It fell to the ground, displaying a very hard cock.
“Please don’t tease me Michael. I’ve waited so long for this.”
He picked her up and laid her gently on the bed, sliding beside her, pulling her to his body.
He kissed down her throat, paying special attention to the sensitive spot just behind her ear, then took her earlobe between his teeth and gently pulled. His hand cupped and then caressed her breast feeling the firm softness. Then to her hard, demanding nipples. He sucked and caressed one nipple while his fingers pulled and twisted her other.
Instinctively she knew this lovemaking was for her alone. She abandoned herself to her man, moaning loudly.
Instead of descending, he brought his lips to hers and they kissed a first kiss. Her lips trembled against his.
His lips began descending again, retracing their earlier pattern.
His tongue caressed her flat belly while his hands kneaded her breasts and dark protruding nipples. Maria moaned constantly while her hands gripped the sheets by her side.
As he got to the shaved top of her sex, Michael shifted positions, lifting her leg so he could lie between them. He didn’t tease her. His tongue traced the outline of her inner lips, inhaling her fragrance of fresh woman. She was far wetter than he expected. Maria’s eyes were squeezed shut so nothing would distract her from the exquisite pleasure Michael’s tongue was creating.
He licked her starfish. She went rigid. She squealed her pleasure. He parted her nether lips with the tip of his tongue, tracing the wet lips until he reached her clit. His fingers gently pulled her lips apart, exposing her small pink clit.
He knew she was close, writhing in ecstasy. Without buildup, he sucked her clit and began whipping it with his tongue.
A primal unintelligible scream erupted from her mouth. Her legs locked around his head, her hands holding him in place. His tongue began to graze the tiny button. She began to buck in a familiar sexual rhythm. His tongue matched it. She bolted upright. She was really screaming now.
He could feel her pussy flutter. He refused to release her clit, bathing it in new sensations, sending shockwaves through the little girl.
Then her sensory overload circuit breaker popped and she collapsed, mumbling, “no mas.”
He crawled up to hold her, his cock painfully hard, but all he wanted was to hold this little girl.
In the main living room, Rafaela turned to Alice and Lynne. “I thought we had the walls soundproofed,” Lynne said giggling
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They sipped champagne, waiting for her sensitivity to subside, both smiling in wonder.
She turned on her side and levered her head to look into his eyes, “I never dreamed
No one ever did anything like that to me.” Then it hit her, “I really was a virgin!”
Giggling and squeezing his cock, she said, “I think it’s time to make me a woman.”
He lay back indicating she should be on top. She was small and it had been a long time. He wanted to be sure he didn’t hurt her.
She understood. Facing him, she swung her leg over his body and positioned herself, sliding the head of his cock to open her inner lips. She thrust down, her urgency surprising Michael. His hands cupped her hips, “Slowly Chika. We have all night and if you hurt yourself
”
“I need you inside me, my Love.”
He used his hands to teach her to rotate her hips, letting her tunnel stretch. By the time he felt his cock against her cervix, she was near another climax. He pushed her legs parallel to his, grabbed her waist and flipped them so he was now on top.
He began a series of long, slow strokes, feeling her internal muscles gripping and releasing his cock. She moaned loudly, her eyes squeezed shut to drink in all the pleasure she could.
She demanded faster, harder with her hips. He began to plunge hard into her. On this third stroke, her legs slammed over his, her nails biting into his shoulder. Another. He could feel her holding her breath. Again. Her eyes snapped open and she let out a scream. He kept pounding her small pussy, seeing pure lust in her eyes. She thrashed beneath him, a wild animal in need of total satisfaction.
She screamed incoherently, pulling him deeper with desperate urgency. She reached her third, volcanic orgasm just as Michael spewed his seed into her wanton pussy. He collapsed onto her, unable to support his weight any longer.
He rolled off and pulled her into his arms.
Reaching down to caress his now flaccid cock, she said, “I’m REALLY glad they didn’t cut this off.”
After a time, Michael snuck into the living room for another bottle of champagne. His women all has ear phones over their ears and knowing smiles on their faces.
Lynne looked up, “Gotcha,” at Michael’s sheepish look.
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Falling in love with Kyle – Chapter 6

Alright, here’s the next part. Yay for it not taking a thousand years! I’m pretty proud of this chapter, especially considering the brain fart state of mind I’ve been hanging out in…
Thank you, everyone who gave me some ideas. I’m still deciding on how I am going to continue this story. I most likely will, but there will probably only be a chapter or two more.
But, you will all be happy to know that I am starting another story as soon as this one is over. I’m really excited to post it; I really think you guys will like it.
I have been getting like a bazillion of the same questions from PM’s, so I’m going to address a few here.
1. Why are all my stories so cheesy and corny?
I don’t even mean to make my stories cheesy. I just sorta write what I know, and my boyfriend and I are really like that, so it’s just how I’m used to expressing romance, I guess. If you don’t like it, I don’t care… Cause I do.
2. Is this story really fiction?
This story is not 100% fiction. Some of the specific sex parts are inspired by actual specific times that my boyfriend and I have been together. The plot, and the way my characters met, and all the stuff about Travis is all made up. But a very delightful shower scene (wink-wink) is an actual true story of one amazing afternoon with my boyfriend and I.
I think that’s all of the questions. So I hope you enjoy Chapter 6! 😀
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I awoke the next morning to find that Kyle was no longer next to me with his arms around me. I sat up and glanced at my alarm clock and saw the time. 10:30 am.
I slowly sat up; my head spinning as the events of the previous night came rushing back to me. Smiling to myself at the memories of Kyle and I’s amazing night, I got out of bed and made my way into the kitchen.
There, I found on the refrigerator from Kyle.
Be right back. Went to get breakfast. Don’t eat. K
My stomach growled in opposition as I left the kitchen. I glanced around my room, and seeing the huge mess Kyle and I had left, decided I should clean it up. I made my bed and picked up the discarded clothes that were strewn over nearly every inch of floor between the kitchen and my bed.
After a while, my room was spotless, and Kyle still hadn’t returned. I sat on my bed, deliberating over what to do. I sat out two plates and glasses on the table for when he brought food back. I did the dishes and cleaned, and recleaned the kitchen.
Finally out of things to do, I happened to glance at myself in the mirror.Shower, now. I told myself. My hair was in disarray, and the little makeup that I wore the night before was still on my eyes. I ran my fingers over my neck slowly over a small red spot; a hickey that I spotted that Kyle left on my neck.
I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower quickly, now afraid that Kyle would come back and see me. Waiting for the water to warm up, I brushed my teeth and washed my face, then stepped into the warm water.
I stood under the shower head for a long time, replaying the events of the previous night. I thought about how Kyle had pleasured me more than I ever imagined he could have. I thought about the beautiful, sensuous way that we made love; how are thrusts and moans were in sync with each other’s. How he kissed me and looked into my eyes as we both came harder than either of us ever have before.
It wasn’t long for these thoughts to cause in between my legs to dampen, and not because of the shower.
After washing my hair, I massaged my vanilla body wash into my skin, moving down my arms and shoulders, and then chest and stomach.
I slid one hand between my legs, running my fingertips over my smooth mound, and ever so slowly slid a finger between my pussy lips, pressing down as my finger moved over my slit. I remembered how Kyle’s dick felt, sliding into me; giving me butterflies. Nothing like how it ever felt with Travis.
My finger found my clit, and my mind went to Kyle’s lips there. I couldn’t help moaning at the thought.
“I hope your thinking about me in there,” I jumped when I heard his voice and turned around to see Kyle stepping into the shower next to me, wearing nothing.
I took in his muscular arms and chest, and then my eyes wandered to his abs, and even lower than that.
I looked up and met his gaze, taking in his smiling face. “Do you mind if I join you?” He asked.
I returned his smile and shook my head as I leaned up and kissed him gently. He returned my kiss and slid his arms around my naked, wet body.
“So, were you?” I raised an eyebrow, and he added with a small smirk on his face, “Thinking of me, while you touched yourself.”
I felt my cheeks burning and looked down slightly. “I
 uh- I guess I was
”
He smiled and moved his hands from my waist to my ass as he leaned down slightly to kiss my neck. “Mm, that’s hot baby
”
I felt his lips brushing ever so lightly across my skin, his tongue occasionally flicking over it as well. I moved my hands down his sides and he pulled me closer so our bodies were pressed together, and I could feel his hardening dick against me.
I was just about to wrap my fingers around it when he suddenly pulled back. I looked at him curiously, and saw that the smirk was still on his lips.
Chuckling, I turned around and stood under the water as I started to put more body wash in my hands, deciding it’d be fun to give him a show.
I started at my shoulders again, rubbing the suds into my skin. I moved my hands over my back and sides, slowly running them down my ass. I glanced over my shoulder at him and smiled when I saw his eyes were locked on my hands, massaging my own ass.
I moved my hands back to my front, and up to my chest, rubbing the soap into my boobs obviously enough that he could tell what I was doing.
I moved to stand back under the shower head to rinse off the bubbles when his arms slipped around my waist from behind, and his hands stopped mine.
“I think you missed a spot baby,” He whispered in my ear, his breath and lustful voice sending chills down my spine.
I smiled and moved my hands down my stomach. “Where?”
He took one of my hands and slid it between my legs where it had been before he caught me. “Somewhere around here, but I’m not exactly sure, so you better make sure you get everywhere
”
I slid my fingers over my pussy slowly as I felt his lips return to my neck. “Did I get it yet?” I asked in a wavering voice.
“A little further
” I moved my finger over my slit and up to my clit, and then asked, “Now?”
He put his hand over mine and guided my middle finger to the center of my slit, pushing slowly until my finger was deep inside my wet folds. “Right
..there.”
I let out a soft moan and instantly started to pull my finger back out slowly, before pushing it back in. So he wants to see me finger myself
 I thought as I felt his lips move back up to my ear.
“That feel good, baby?” I whimpered my approval, and continued moving my finger in and out slowly. “Damn baby, that is so incredibly sexy to watch.”
He moved his hand off of mine and put a finger against my clit, rubbing it in a circular motion as I started pumping my fingers faster.
He nibbled gently on my ear lobe and whispered, “Add another finger, baby.”
Doing as he said, I was starting to moan loudly. He trailed kissed down my neck, only increasing my volume. His lips reached the base of my neck and he bit gently. How did he know I liked biting? I asked myself. His finger kept moving in quick motions on my clit, and I was pounding my two fingers into my pussy fast and hard, soon adding another without needing him to encourage me to do so.
I moaned louder with each thrust of my fingers and he started pressing harder on my clit. I could feel his growing dick behind me and suddenly felt the hand that was still on my waist disappear.
He soon took his hand from my clit and put it back on my hand, guiding my fingers deeper into my pussy; harder and faster. I could still feel his wrist brushing against my clit every once in a while. That and my fingers inside of me, his hand on mine, and his shallow breaths in my ear, encouraging me to fuck myself harder and faster and deeper were all enough to send me into a mind-numbing orgasm.
I was practically screaming as I began to cum, my legs shaking and my fingers thrusting furiously. I had to hold onto Kyle’s arm to keep from collapsing as I came. I felt squirt after squirt of my warm juices leaking over Kyle’s and my hands, and down my leg.
I heard soft grunts and groans escape Kyle lips against my ear and soon realized he was cumming as well; his hand leaving my waist to satisfy himself behind me. The thought of him watching me, encouraging me to make myself cum while he rubbed his cock to our mutual orgasm just prolonged mine. I was still moaning when I registered the sudden warmth on my lower back as Kyle’s cum dripping down it onto my ass.
Finally, my orgasm ceased and I was left leaning against Kyle for support, my breathing labored.
“Holy shit
” I heard in my ear. I could already feel his dick softening against my ass he removed my hand from my pussy and lifted it to his lips. I turned to see him take my fingers into his mouth, slowly licking and sucking my juices off my fingers. “Mm, you taste so amazing, baby.”
I used all the strength I could muster to turn around to face him. He immediately kissed me passionately, and I nearly melted. His arms around me were the only thing holding me up.
After Kyle and I finished rinsing off, he carried me bridal-style out of the bathroom and to my bed. Kyle informed me that he was going to stay with me again tonight, so I didn’t bother putting clothes back on.
We lay in bed for the next few hours eating breakfast, and then just laughing and talking and kissing; naked.
At around 6 pm, we decided to put a movie on, but that was completely worthless, because 30 minutes into it, Kyle was already on top of me, kissing me passionately and positioning his once again hard cock at my slit.
He pushed into me only the tiniest bit, before pulling out again. He continued to do this a few more times, and finally, I couldn’t take it any longer. I would beg if I had to.
“Kyle, please
 I need to feel you inside of me.” I said this in a nearly silent whisper against his lips. He responded by pushing into me a little more than before, but not much, before pulling out again.
My lips formed a pout, and I heard him chuckle. “Tell me what you want, Emma.”
I thought, trying to choose my words carefully. I knew that he may be a guy, and he may be fueled my sex and lust. But, I also knew that if I said it just right, he’d give me exactly what I want.
Glancing up into his eyes, I whispered, “Make love to me, Kyle
.” The look in his eyes told me I was right.
He looked at me with a tender, loving stare as he pushed into me, finally giving me more than an inch or two; he gave me the whole length of his long cock, pushing against my cervix in a way that made my tummy flutter.
He did exactly what I wanted him to; made love to me in a gentle, passionate, beautiful way. It wasn’t long before we were both gasping that we were going to cum.
“Oh, my god, Kyle, don’t stop
 please,” I breathed against his lips.
“Scream my name when you cum baby, I want to hear you loud and clear.” These words pushed me over the edge, and I did as he said.
“Oh, Kyle! Oh, yes!” The orgasm he gave me coursed through my body, leaving me shuddering and writhing beneath him. I heard him moaning as well as he thrust into me sporadically as he began to cum inside me.
“Fuck, baby!” He groaned.
My orgasm had slowed and I could no longer feel him cumming inside me as we both let out a heavy sigh of content. He pulled out of me and moved next to me.
We both lay still for a while, trying to steady our breathing when finally, he spoke.
“I love you, Emma,” He said.
I wasn’t sure I heard him correctly. My brain was heavily clouded from the intense orgasm; I could’ve imagined it.
I glanced at him, just to be sure, and his face told me I had not imagined it. He looked happy at first, but then his expression changed, probably because of the look of confusion on my face. He probably thought I didn’t feel the same.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same, but I just wanted you to know
.”
I smiled and turned onto my side to face him. “I love you, too.”
His face brightened. “You do?” I nodded and he leaned down to kiss me and was soon pulling my body onto his. We continued kissing and our hands began to roam over each other’s bodies. It wasn’t long before he was inside me again.
Our thrusts became synchronized, and this made it even more intense; our bodies were slapping together hard and fast, his dick moving deep into me each time.
It took Kyle longer to cum since he already had twice, but in the process, he made me cum three times, which made my total so far 5 orgasms. By the time Kyle was thrusting into me even harder and faster as he got closer to cumming, I was on the brink of my sixth.
When he did cum, he slammed my body down hard against his, forcing his cock so deep into me that I got chills and goosebumps, and came hard right along with him. The grand total was 6 mind-blowing, leg-shaking, amazing orgasms.
I slipped off of Kyle chest, settling into his arms like I did the night before. We were able to catch the last 10 minutes of Monsters Inc. before we were both drifting off to sleep.
I was nuzzled into his neck, breathing evenly and taking in the smell of his Old Spice cologne and body wash, with my arms around his neck. One of his arms was around my body, holding me close to him, and the other was on my back, rubbing gently in a soothing motion.
The last thing I remember hearing before I drifted off to sleep was his soft, “I love you, baby” in my ear. The last thing I remember thinking before I drifted off to sleep was how I wouldn’t mind staying exactly where I was for the rest of forever.

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I wonder if

They say there is a line where truth and fantasy crosses, and this story sparked from a true story (The Julie Journals – When the planets align) and is a pure ‘I wonder if’. The characters are the same and it is a ‘continuation’ and a couple of the incidents may have been drawn from real life but this DOES NOT form part of the Julie Journals and is no way true (well at least I don’t think so.)

the book of fortune

A loser boy finds a notebook where whatever he writes becomes true. He uses this new toy to toy with his family, friends, and bullies.

Vacation with my family – part II

Hi there. Finally I had some free time to write the second part of this story. This story will contain incest. If anybody does not like this or does not want to read about it please read something else. Now have fun and enjoy it.

Buffy Goes To Camp

Buffy Goes To Camp
by Lubrican
Buffy could hardly wait to get to acting camp. She’d gone every year since she was ten and she loved it. It was outdoors, which she liked because she was a city girl, but what she liked the most was that she had friends there she rarely got to see.
One of them was Megan, who was a special friend. They had learned to masturbate together at acting camp three years ago. They had been roommates that year and Megan taught her how wonderful it felt to stroke her little clitty and stick fingers and other things in her pussy.
Another was her summertime boyfriend, Jack. They lived too far apart to go steady all the time, but at camp they snuck away as much as they could do kiss and pet. Jack was the first boy to touch Buffy’s hot pussy, and slide his finger in it. That had happened just last year. Buffy didn’t want to get a reputation as a slut, so she didn’t let the boys she went to school with do things like that to her. When she went on dates she kissed passionately, and had even jacked a few boys off – something Jack had taught her last year – but she never let them touch anything except her full teen breasts.
That was usually enough for most boys. Her breasts were breathtaking. They were large and heavy, but didn’t sag even half an inch. They were topped with crinkley brown areolas and nice pencil sized nipples that got hard and long when boys played with them. One boy wanted to suck them, but she didn’t let him. She was saving that for Jack … this year.
Then there was Bob. He was a counselor at Acting Camp. He was a good acting coach, but mostly the girls liked him because he was handsome, and he always told the girls how beautiful they were, and what fantastic actresses they were.
But what they liked best was that he acted WITH them to help them understand the techniques required. For instance, Bob was the one who had taught every girl in Acting Camp how to properly do a screen kiss. Until you were 13, screen kisses had to be done by putting the lips on just the corner of the mouth, turning the head so that the audience couldn’t see that it wasn’t really a kiss. Up to about age 16, kisses were full contact with the lips, but nothing else. Bob’s lips were always soft and warm and jelly-like, and his screen kisses made the girls all feel funny inside. Once you were seventeen or older, he gave private lessons on how to make it look like you were doing a French kiss on screen. They were private, he said, because the younger kids didn’t need to see that kind of thing.
A lot of girls came out of those private lessons with a far away look in their eyes. If people would have looked closer they might have noticed that some of these girls walked a little funny too. And if they would have noticed that, they might have noticed that those girls were the ones who came back to acting camp until they were in their twenties, getting private instruction from him on a variety of things. But nobody noticed.
Another type of private lesson he gave involved boys. He’d pick a boy and a girl, usually who were boyfriend and girlfriend at camp. Then he’d teach them the physical strokes that went along with kissing. First, he’d demonstrate by kissing the girl and running his hands all over her body, cupping her breasts and pulling her to him with his hands on her buttocks. Once she was panting he’d let the boy practice and have the girl tell him if he was doing it right or not. If anyone would have noticed, they’d have noticed that these boys and girls often ended up out in the woods together on nature walks, or off to one side in the swimming lake.
Acting camp was set up so that two girls shared a room, or two boys shared a room. The cabins were duplexes of a sort, with a common wall and the doors led out onto a common porch. These units were called quads, because four students were housed in each one. Usually there were four girls to a quad, or four boys, but, occasionally, it turned out that half a quad had boys in it, while the other half had girls.
That was what happened this year, as Buffy found out when her parents let her out at camp and drove off, telling her to have a nice summer. She had called ahead to make sure that she and Megan got put together. They screamed and giggled when they saw each other, like fifteen year old girls do, and then went to find out who their quad mates were. It turned out to be two boys they’d never met, so after saying, “Hi,” they went off to the dining hall to get a snack and renew old friendships.
When Jack showed up there was a tearful reunion, with hot kisses, until a counselor told them to break it up. She told him where her quad was and mentioned there were two boys on the other side, both new and both only about eleven. He got a look in his eye and said he’d be right back. The next thing she knew he was back, saying that he and Mark Simpson were now her and Megan’s quad mates! Buffy smiled, knowing that Megan had the hots for Mark and had for several years. He had an acting camp girlfriend named Nancy, but she’d moved away during the school year and wasn’t expected to come back this year.
And so it was, that, after supper and campfire, all four teens ended up on the porch of the quad, flirting. Buffy and Jack happily refreshed their relationship by kissing and groping each other passionately, while Megan and Mark watched. When Megan suggested that it looked like fun, Mark jumped at the chance. Megan was as much of a fox as Buffy even if her hair was as black as Buffy’s was platinum blond. Soon Megan and Mark were kissing hotly and, while their hands didn’t stray farther than each other’s backs and sides, they felt good non-the-less.
The next day Buffy signed up for the classes she wanted. Her very first one was with Bob and she squealed happily when she saw him. Her hug was forceful and she pressed her ripening body against him as he smiled and hugged her back.
“Good Grief, girl!” he exclaimed. “What in the world are they feeding you. You look like you’re about twenty-one!”
Buffy dimpled at him and said, “You know I’m only fifteen, you big flirt.”
He held her away and his hungry eyes swept over her body. “Well you sure can’t tell by looking. I think I might make a special exception and give you some private lessons this year. Would you like that?”
Buffy knew a little bit about what private lessons entailed. It was hard to get anything out of the kids who went to private lessons. They wouldn’t talk about what went on behind those closed doors. But once in a while somebody would let something slip, and you could see from what the boys and girls did after those lessons that they must be pretty hot. “Oh YES!” she chirped. “Could Megan come too? Pleease?”.
Just then Megan came up, having signed up for the same class. Again there were squeals and hugs and as Bob held the girl he said, “I think we could arrange that. Megan, would you like me to make a special exception and give you and Buffy some private lessons? Do you think you guys are old enough for that?”
Megan smiled widely. “YES!” she yelled, and jumped up in the air.
“Keep it down”: advised a grinning Bob. “We don’t want the other girls to get jealous, now do we?” The girls quieted immediately. “OK, now, you two come to my cabin tonight during free time and we’ll start the lessons, OK? And not a word to anyone.” He thought for a minute. “Do you two have boyfriends here at camp?”
Buffy jumped up and down. “I do! His name is Jack!”
Megan said “I met a guy last night and I like him a lot. His name is Mark, but I don’t suppose you could call him my boyfriend.”
“Has he kissed you yet?” asked Bob, looking intently at the girl.
“Oh yeah, we made out last night,” she giggled.
“OK … hmmmmmm … well, I tell you what, girls … let’s keep it secret from the boys for a few days, and if it looks like it will work out with you two girls we might even expand it to include the boys. How’s that?”
Both girls knew enough about private lessons that they knew there was some kind of sex involved. That was fine with Megan, because she had a big secret that she hadn’t even told Buffy yet. She was waiting for the right time, when the two girls could be alone for a while. Megan had taught Buffy everything she knew about sex, and now maybe they could both learn some more together.
“We PROMISE!” both girls said, putting their dainty hands over their left teen breasts. Bob wished it was his hand. But there would be time enough for that later.
That night at supper the boys wanted the girls to sneak off into the woods during free time. “Oh gee, I wish we could” said Buffy, leaning over to kiss Jack lightly on the lips. “But we can’t. We sighed up for this thing and we have to do it during free time. It has to do with makeup. Maybe you guys could come along?” she said sweetly. Megan just grinned. Both boys said, “NO THANKS!” and started talking about shooting some hoops.
Freetime after supper went until lights-out, which wasn’t until eleven. There were lots of things to do during free time, including various extra classes and practice sessions. There were, as well, classes on makeup, like Buffy had alluded to, costume, set production, fund raising and all the other things that go along with small town productions, which is what most of these kids were involved in. Each counselor had his or her own list of things people could sign up for. So it wasn’t odd for the two girls to be seen going to Bob’s cabin. They’d never been in there before, and they were surprised to see how nice it was.
There was a small bathroom off one wall, and the rest of it was one room, but it was beautiful. All the furniture was made of wood from the forest, and there was carpet on the floor. There were curtains too, over all the windows. The bed was what surprised them the most, though. It was HUGE, king sized at least, and it had red satin sheets on it! There were a couple of big easy chairs that faced the bed. He also had a TV set up, with a DVD and tape player attached. It was quite a cozy place. The girls were fresh in their white camp T shirts and blue gym shorts. Both girls had their hair done up in a pony tail that bobbed and swung whenever they moved their heads. They looked delicious.
“My goodness you girls look sexy,” said Bob, who was sitting in one of the easy chairs. He was dressed in a T shirt and shorts much like theirs. His feet were bare.
“Oh Bob,” gushed Buffy “Stop that! You’re just teasing us.”
He smiled. “That, I most certainly am NOT, my sexy dears, and I think I’ll be able to prove it to you a little later on. But first! What is the one thing that will ruin a performance faster than anything else?”
“Forgetting your lines!” yelled Megan.
“No, you can always adlib,” said Bob.
“Coming in late on cue?” said Buffy.
“No, that’s not it either. If you’re late, the rest of the actors should be able to cover for you. No, this is something that only some people feel, but which can wreck a whole career.”
Megan jumped up and down “I know .. I know … STAGE FRIGHT!!”
“Exactly!” said Bob. “Excellent. And how do you battle stage fright?”
“Gee, I don’t know,” said both girls.
“Have either of you had speech in school?” said Bob.
“I have,” said Buffy.
“Did your teacher ever tell you to fight stage fright by imagining that your whole audience was naked?”
“YES! She DID say that! I remember that!” said Buffy excitedly.
“Well, I’m going to use that technique to help make sure you girls NEVER have stage fright. Only what we’re going to do is BE naked, rather than imagine somebody else being naked.” With that he stood up and took off his shirt.
Buffy shifted from foot to foot. She really wanted to see Bob naked. That would be so cool. But she wasn’t so sure about taking her own clothes off. She didn’t think she looked very good naked. “I don’t know Bob,” she said, looking at the floor.
Bob put a finger under her chin. “I bet you think your body is ugly,” he said, looking into her eyes. He saw her pupils dilate and knew he’d hit the nail on the head. “You think your breasts are too big, or too small, or the wrong shape. You probably don’t have much pubic hair, and think you should have lots more, like your mother probably does. You think your hips are wrong, or your belly button looks funny. Something like that? Am I right?” He kept staring right into her eyes.
“How did you know that?” Buffy said with a whisper.
“It’s all part of stage fright,” he said calmly. “Let me try one thing to help you, and then we’ll see if you want to stay on in private classes. Let me see you naked, and if I can agree with you on anything you don’t like about your body, you can quit. How’s that?” He darted a look at Megan, but she had her hands on the bottom of her shirt, like she was itching to take it off, so he didn’t worry about her.
“OK, I guess,” mumbled Buffy. She was nervous, but she pulled off her shirt. She really wanted to see Bob naked, and thought this was the only way. Her blue shorts were next, and she was left in a lacy white bra and even lacier blue panties. Megan had on a sports bra and yellow panties. “Aren’t you going to take off your shorts?” said Megan to Bob, who was standing there in shorts only.
“I don’t have anything on under them,” he said. “I didn’t want to make you girls nervous.”
“I won’t be nervous,” said Megan. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, baring her chocolaty smooth breasts with their black nipples. When Buffy hesitated, Megan turned to her and said, “Here, I’ll help!” She unsnapped Buffy’s bra and when Buffy put both hands on top of the bra to keep it on her titties Megan leaned down and jerked Buffy’s panties to her knees. Both girls shrieked and then giggled, but Buffy finally got up the courage to step out of them and drop her bra. Megan skinned her own panties off and stood, looking at Bob.
“Now you,” she said.
Bob stared at the two girls. They were gorgeous. Buffy had perfect breasts that looked big enough to feed babies already. Megan’s were smaller, but still nice and round. Her nipples looked like Hershey’s kisses and he wanted to taste them. He’d been right about Buffy having very little pussy hair. He could see her protruding pink lips just barely. Megan had thicker black pussy hair, but her pussy lips stuck out even further. He was very glad he’d decided to tutor these two girls. He bent over and pulled his shorts down, stepping out of them. When he stood up he said, “And this, girls, is my proof that I think you are both sexy.”
The girls stared, their mouths open, as his erection was displayed before their unbelieving eyes. His bone was at full mast, sticking straight out from his nest of curly brown hair. It was a good seven and a half inches long, and about as big around as three of the girls’ fingers. It was not circumcised, and the hood was pulled back quite a bit due to the state of his erection. His snake eye was peeking out at the world, and the two naked girls in particular.
“Buffy, he’s got a BONER!” squealed Megan and she blushed bright red.
“Oh my gosh!” said Buffy, who was staring at the stiff prick like a bird stares at a snake that’s about to eat it. “Oh my GOSH!” she squealed.
“Now girls!” said Bob in a stern voice. “That’s the whole point here. If you can learn to be comfortable around people naked, then you’ll never suffer from stage fright. Think about it. Both of you are pretty uncomfortable right now, true?”
“Yeah,” said both girls.
“OK, then, what we’re doing is working on that. We’re going to do normal things while we’re naked, until you don’t even notice it, OK? Trust me girls, this will work. I’ve done it a lot of times.”
“But you’ve got a BONER, Bob!” sighed Buffy.
“Oh, that just means he wants to have sex with us,” said Megan. “That’s all.”
“Really?” said Buffy wide eyed. “Is that true Bob? Is your … thing stiff because you want to have sex with us?”
Bob smiled. “Like I said, girls, you are both gorgeous sexy girls, and I’m a normal man, so of course I want to have sex with you. But that’s not why we’re here. We’re here to work on your stage fright. Nothing is going to happen to you that you don’t want to happen. Now, what shall we do to get comfortable?”
Megan was excited. Bob’s penis reminded her of her secret, and she wanted to tell Buffy in the worst way. But not yet. “Well,” she said. “We could clean the house.”
“Great idea,” said Bob and he got a broom for her. He handed Buffy a dustpan and he grabbed a rag. “I’ll dust,” he said. Then he pretended to dust while he watched the two teens move around the cabin naked. His cock got harder and harder. Usually the girls he did this with were older, but these girls were HOT and he was glad he’d taken them in. Buffy bent over to put the dustpan down and he saw her cute cunny winking at him under her butt cheeks. He wanted to slide his cock into that sweet teen pussy, but he’d have to wait. It was too soon yet. And Megan was gorgeous too. She stretched upward with the broom to get at a cobweb up on the ceiling and her legs parted as she stood on one toe.
He got a good look at her fat chewy pussy lips. He realized his hand was on his cock, jacking it slowly and made himself stop just as Buffy turned around to look at him.
But Megan had seen him. She whispered to Buffy, “He’s jackin’ off Buffy!” Buffy turned immediately. She’d jacked off a couple of boys. Megan had told her how to do it right. She liked seeing the boys dicks shoot off, except it was messy.
Buffy forgot she was naked. She marched right up to Bob and said, “You were jackin’ off, weren’t you, Bob?”
He smiled. “Like George Washington, I cannot tell a lie. You girls have got me going. I wasn’t exactly jacking off. I’m just so hot that it felt good to touch myself. Don’t you touch yourself when you’re horny Buffy?” She blushed and he said “I thought so. You too I bet,” he said to Megan.
Buffy laughed and said, “You bet she does. She taught ME how to do it!”
Bob raised his eyebrows and said, “You girls are nasty … doing that together. See? That’s the kind of thing that makes me want to touch myself.” He grabbed his dong and began stroking it. “You don’t mind, do you girls? You’re so sexy and you’ve made me so hot, I can’t help it. Say it’s OK for me to do it girls, I need to get some relief!”
Both girls watched him, nodding. Their breath was coming faster. They were excited. Their nipples were stiff and achy. He stroked and a drop of man dew flipped off the tip of his prick. He was standing, legs spread, his leaking prick pointed right at the two naked girls. He jacked, staring at their nipples, dreaming of sucking them. He looked at their pussies, thinking about stroking his prick in them until the girls fainted. His sap shot out in a three foot arc and splatted on the floor right in front of Buffy’s feet. She jumped, but didn’t back up. He shot again and then three more times before he had to sit down in the chair because his knees were weak.
“Wow,” said Megan.
“Awesome,” said Buffy.
Both had itchy pussies and couldn’t wait to get home to their cabin so they could rub themselves to a nice orgasm. They stayed another hour, setting the table and then putting the silverware away. They made popcorn in the microwave and talked about the school year. Just like Bob had said, they soon quit paying so much attention to the fact that they were all naked. He sent them home, telling them to come back the next night. It was early yet, but the girls wanted to get naked again, this time in their room. They did just that and they didn’t quit masturbating until they’d each had three nice long cums.
The next night both girls got to Bob’s and started taking their clothes off without even being told. Bob looked at them and once again, when he dropped his shorts he was hard as a board. The girls giggled and Megan said, “Gee, I guess we did it again, Buffy.”
Buffy struck a pose. “That’s what you get for having us in private lessons, Bob. Are you going to beat off again tonight? That was so hot last night.”
Bob stroked his cock slowly. “I bet you girls went back to your cabin last night and touched yourselves. Didn’t you now? Come on, tell the truth.”
Buffy flamed red again. Megan smiled timidly, but nodded.
Bob kept stroking. “That makes me so hot. Yes, I’m gonna have to do it again tonight.” He stroked some more and the girls watched him closely. “I bet you girls have seen boys do this, haven’t you? I bet you helped them, didn’t you? How bout it Buffy, have you ever helped a boy get off like this? You DID, I can see it in your pretty face.”
Buffy was excited that she had made this handsome man so horny. Buffy’s face flamed red. “I HAD to. He wanted to put his hand in my panties, and the only way I could keep him from doing it was to jack him off!”
“That’s OK Buffy,” panted Bob. “It’s completely normal, and it’s a good way to keep a boy in line. I understand that boy, though. I’d like to put my hand in your panties too, Buffy. You too, Megan. I’d really like to put my hand in your panties too.”
“But we’re not wearin’ any panties, Bob!” laughed Buffy.
“You know what I mean!” huffed Bob. “I wish I could rub your pussies.”
“But you can’t! You’re our counselor! It would be wrong!” moaned Buffy.
Megan came closer to Bob. “You can rub MY pussy Bob!” she cried. She was hot as a firecracker from watching him jerk his big boner. Her secret was bursting inside her. “I NEED you to rub my pussy Bob!” she said as she came within his reach.
Bob kept one hand on his cock and he slid the other onto Megan’s floppy pussy lips. He felt them, he squeezed them, she was wet and slippery. He slid a finger up in her and she moaned. “Buffy! I have to tell you a secret!” she moaned.
Buffy couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her best friend was letting Bob feel her up. Megan didn’t let boys feel her up. And now she was babbling about some secret. “What?” she said, confused.
“I said I have to tell you a secret,” panted Megan. “I was gonna wait, but I can’t … Ohhh that feels so good,” she sighed as Bob worked his thick finger in her pussy.
Buffy was still confused. Why would Megan have to tell a secret NOW? While she was being violated by her counselor?
“What are you talking about?” she whined. Watching Bob’s finger sliding in and out of her friend’s pussy was making Buffy hot. She wanted to rub her pussy, but she didn’t think she should in front of Bob.
Megan sat down in the easy chair, pulling Bob to kneel between her legs. She lay back and spread her legs wide so Bob could stick his finger in her more. He jerked with one hand and finger-fucked Megan with the other.
Megan hunched her pussy up at Bob’s finger. “You know my Uncle Frank?” Buffy nodded. “Well, I went to stay with him for New Years, while my parents were gone to New York.”
Buffy was still confused. “So what does that have to do with the fact that Bob’s got his finger in your pussy?”
“While I was there he taught me some stuff,” whined Megan.
“Stuff?” said Buffy.
“What kind of stuff Megan?” said Bob.
“He popped my cherry!” yipped Megan.
“WHAT!?” yelled Buffy.
“I SAID HE POPPED MY CHERRY!” squealed Megan. “And now I want to have something in my pussy.” Her hips were going wild.
Bob pulled his finger out of the heaving girl. “I have something to put in your sweet pussy,” he said, walking on his knees until the tip of his boner was right at the gaping entrance of Megan’s chocolate pussy.
“NO! You CAN’T!” yelled Buffy.
“YES!” yelled Megan “I WANT TO!”
Bob let his prick touch her pussy. She moaned and yelled “YES!”.
Bob slid it in … all the way in … until there was no more to give her. She went “AHHHHHHH … OH THANK YOU BOB.”
Buffy’s hand dove to her crotch and she rubbed her pussy frantically. Her best friend was being fucked right in front of her! This was the hottest thing she ever saw in her life. Bob’s complete, HUGE cock was buried in her friend’s pussy! She couldn’t believe it.
Bob started bucking his hips back and then forward, and Buffy could see that immense long thing sliding out and then back in to Megan’s pussy. It looked shiny and slick … and HUGE. But Megan didn’t act like it was too big. Quite the contrary, she cooed and held Bob to her, telling him how much she loved his big stiff prick. Pretty soon her eyes got big and she yelled, “I’m cummin’ Buffy, I’m feelin’ it good!”
And Bob was right there with her. He said, “Yes, cum all over my cock little Megan, and I’ll give you a present.” Then he stiffened and groaned and shoved his cock deep in Megan’s chocolate belly. He grunted several times and Buffy knew that his cock was squirting, just like it had the night before, except that all that stuff was going up into Megan’s pussy!
It was so hot that Buffy felt her own orgasm coming on her.
When he was done Bob dragged his shrinking prick out of Megan’s well-fucked pussy.
She lay there, legs spread, thick white spunk filling her open pussy mouth and running out and down to her butt. “Oh gee you squirted so much stuff in me Bob, what shall I do? It’s leaking out all over the place!”
Bob stood staring at the pussy he’d just filled up with his baby juice. “You should hold it in Megan.” he said. “Just put a couple of fingers over it and it’ll soak in. That way it won’t make a mess.” He secretly hoped that by holding it in she would ensure there would be a healthy kicking baby in her womb in a few months.
Buffy was getting her cookies too as she rubbed her pussy furiously. “OH! I’m gonna cum” she squealed. She was surprised when Bob appeared in front of her on his knees. His face darted to her pussy as his hand pulled her hand away. His long tongue licked her clitty and he sucked on it hard. Buffy was frozen with passion. “Ooooooo Megan he’s licking my muffy!” she cried, feeling his tongue making her happy.
“Shit! It feels good!” she moaned as she pushed her pussy into his face. He pushed her backward, toward the bed until she ran into it. She flopped back, weak with the thrills he was giving her. Now he could really press his face into her slit and he nibbled her clit.
She popped!
“AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” she groaned as her orgasm splashed all over inside her. Her pussy squirted and Bob lapped it all up. As she came down he worked his way up and suckled her puffy and hard nipples as she sighed. Then, as she watched in awe, he fisted his slick used up prick and milked a big blob of rich white cream out of the snake-eye. As it was ready to drip off, he lowered his prick tip between Buffy’s spread naked pussy lips and rubbed that cream into her pussy mouth. He spread it all over and even tried to poke his cock in her a little, but it was too soft.
It was quiet in the room as they all panted, trying to get their breaths.
“Wow,” said Megan, looking adoringly at Bob. “We fucked!”
He nodded and said, “Are you sorry?”
“OH NO!” she squealed. “I love to fuck. It feels so good. Can we keep fucking Bob? Please?”
“I suppose so, though that’s not supposed to be in your private lessons. But what about Buffy? We don’t want to leave her out. She might feel jealous.”
Buffy opened her mouth and laughed. “You don’t need to worry about me. That thing wouldn’t fit in me in a million years. But I sure liked it when you licked my pussy. I’ve heard of that but I was too scared to let the boys do that. They might want to fuck my cherry.”
Bob looked at her hotly. He knew who was going to pluck that particular fruit.
The next night when the girls got there Bob was already naked. He let them in and by the time they were naked he had another hardon. He went up to Megan and pushed her up against the wall, kissing her. Their tongues flipped and he bent his knees. He lifted one of her legs and plugged his cock into her cute teen pussy. Then he stood up and filled her belly with cock. Megan sighed with happiness as he lifted her off the floor. Then he bounced her until she was shaking she came so hard. He walked her to the bed, where Buffy was lying, spread out, finger-fucking herself rapidly.
“You guys look so hot,” she gasped as she stuck two fingers in her cunt.
Bob flopped Megan back on the bed and ate her pussy for a while. Then he crawled up and while he sucked her black nipples, he slid his cock in her again. He pounded her, fucking her with long hard strokes and she squirted on his cock again. He looked at Buffy. He wanted to shoot his sperm in her. He knew Megan would let him plant his seed in her any time, but he really wanted to pick Buffy’s fresh cherry. “You want me to lick you again?” he said, leaning over the sex crazed teen.
“Oh yeah, please suck my pussy again Bob,” she moaned.
He pulled his hard dick out of Megan and got down to feast on Buffy’s pussy. Two orgasms later he’d worked his way up to her full breasts, and was licking and sucking her inch long nipples as she squirmed under him. He let his hard cock dig into her pussy.
He kissed her. “I want to fuck you, Buffy,” he said between kisses. He poked her pussy with his cock.
“Nooooooooo you can’t,” she moaned, but she kissed him more.
“Come on, you’ll love it,” he said. He pushed and her pussy lips spread open for him.
“Nooooooo. I’m a virgin,” she whined.
“I know you are, and I want to be the first man to fill your sweet pussy up.” He pushed again and the head of his cock popped into her pussy mouth.
“Nooooo, you can’t,” she panted. But her hips pushed up. “I’m scared. You have to take it out.” Her hips pushed up again and an inch went in her.
“OK, I’ll take it out,” he said and he pushed some more. She was tight, and hot and slick.
“When are you gonna take it out, Bob?” she said, humping at him.
He sucked her nipples some more, until her pussy was jumping and had gobbled up another two inches of his boner. He had about half of it in her now.
“I’m gonna take it out soon,” he said. He looked her in the eye. She looked back. She was taking him good. He pushed the rest in her in one long, slow shove. His cock tip hit her cervix and her eyes went round and wide.
“It’s in me,” she whispered, panting. “Your cock’s in my pussy, Bob!”
“Yeah it is,” he kissed her. “But I’m gonna take it out.” He began pulling it out, an inch at a time, slowly.
Buffy decided she didn’t want it out any more. “No wait!” she said. “Leave it in a little longer.”
Bob slid it back in. Then he started fucking her. He didn’t pound Buffy. He stared into her green eyes and he pronged her gently. His cock tip kissed her cervix over and over until she trembled and shook and had her first cum with a prick in her. It was a good cum, better than her fingers would do. She loved it. She knew now why Megan let Bob fuck her so quickly.
Bob knew he had another fuck toy. He kept rodding her slowly as she came. Then, when it was over, he let himself go. He slid in a few more times and put his lips in her ear. “I’m gonna squirt now, Buffy,” he whispered. She shuddered as he pushed it in hard. “My cock’s clear in your womb, baby,” he whispered. “Here it is.” His cock bucked and a long hot silver ribbon of sperm lanced into Buffy’s womb. “I’m sperming you, baby,” he said, as two more heavy shots of juice soaked her baby box. “It’s all for you and Megan,” he said as he packed a half a cup of seed into her garden. And with every spurt, Bob hoped he was making a baby in this cute girl.
Bob made the girls take some time off. He didn’t want their boyfriends to get suspicious. Besides, he had his eye on some other cute girls who might just need a shot of his heavy cock in their pussies too. He told Buffy and Megan to come back in a week for more private lessons.
The next night the girls hooked up with Jack and Mark. Both girls were horny from fucking, and both wanted to fuck some more. They invited the boys into their side of the quad. In no time they were lying on their beds, each with a boy’s hand in their pants.
Buffy said, “My pants are too tight. I think I might have to take them off.” Jack grinned, and happily helped her remove them. Now all that kept his hands from her pussy were her skimpy panties. Jack slid his hand in those panties and slicked a finger into his girlfriend.
Megan didn’t say anything. She just took her pants off and pulled Mark’s off too. “Have you ever had a blow job? I’d sort of like to taste you,” she whispered in Mark’s ear.
Mark was astounded. He’d tried and tried to get a girl to suck his dick, but none of them would. Now here was this milk chocolate beauty offering to do it. He pulled his skivvies down, exposing his long thin boner and Megan swallowed the whole thing. She sucked and kissed and slurped on it until he said he was going to shoot and then she pulled off.
“Noooo,” he moaned. “I was so close”.
Megan crawled on top of him and kissed him. “I’ll swallow it later. Right now I know a better way to get it in my tummy.” Then, to his utter amazement, she lifted her pussy up and sank down on his aching prick.
He wasn’t ready for that. He wasn’t prepared. He blew his cork and flooded her young pussy with potent teenage cum. Megan laughed and fucked her new lover hard, milking every bit. Then she rolled him over so he could fuck her some more.
Buffy and Jack were going at it hard now. His fingers were in her. She needed more. She took off her top. She dropped her bra. She demanded that he suck her nipples. He pulled her panties down and she let him. He had his cock out. He wanted to put it in her but he didn’t think she’d let him. He tried to be sneaky and slip it in slowly. As soon as Buffy felt his cock at the opening of her sex she slammed her pussy up and swallowed half his cock. Her legs came up and her heel whacked his ass. He drove forward and, just like that, he was fucking his girlfriend. She was hot and tight and she made him want to squirt. “You gonna shoot in me?” she panted in his ear.
“I want to,” he said.
“I want you to,” she cooed.
He fired her full of his potent teenage cum. He packed her pussy. He shot until his balls hurt. She loved every hot spurt.
They all fell asleep, but teenage boys can do it a lot. Both boys woke up in the night and wanted to fuck their girls some more. The girls let them. By morning those girls should have weighed two pounds more with all that sperm in their bellies.
For the next two days, every time Jack could get Buffy alone some place, or Mark could get Megan alone some place, they slid their ever stiff cocks into ever horny pussies and squirted them full of hot slippery cream. Every time the girls found themselves somewhere where no one would see, they spread their perfect teen legs for their randy boyfriends and let them slid their pricks in and out of their pussies until they came. Those bad boys always stuck their nasty cocks just as far up in the girls as they could and then squirted.
Bob couldn’t wait a week to fuck his two favorite fuck toys. He had them come in every two days for private lessons. Every two days he served up a hot load of cum for each girl’s pussy. He taught them how to give the best blow jobs. He ate their pussies better than anyone else. They loved his lessons and used them on their boy friends.
Now, you might think that, what with getting their pussies packed with baby butter every single day (and twice at night) that these girls would have ended up pregnant. Acting camp was, after all, three months long.
Both girls had their periods the first month.
Megan missed her period the next month. She didn’t care.
Buffy missed her period just 10 days before she left to go back home.
Both girls told Bob, and of course he thought those babies were his. Neither girl knew and neither girl cared. They knew how to fuck and suck and they knew they could get men to do whatever they wanted.
So they left acting camp knocked up good and proper.
Megan went to visit her Uncle as soon as she got home. In no time at all she was flat on her back while he packed her full of his spooge. When her parents found out she was pregnant, they were furious and kicked her out. Her nice Uncle, who of course thought the baby was his, took her in so she’d have someplace to live. That worked out well for them both, since after that he got to fuck her every single day.
When Buffy finally admitted to her mother that she hadn’t had a period in four months, her mother screamed and yelled and grounded Buffy to the house until the baby was born. Poor Buffy. The only male around was her big brother. She cried on his shoulder and in no time he was sneaking into her room every night and fucking her socks off. Seeing as how it was safe to cum in her, he did. The only problem was that, after the baby was born – a fine healthy beautiful boy – he kept shooting off in her like he was trying to knocke her up good and proper again!
What a pair of sluts our little actresses were. But, you know what?
Neither one of them EVER had a single attack of stage fright!
In fact, I hear they did so well in the local amateur theatrical company … they’ve been selected to be counselors at acting camp!
The End

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Actress & Me(Pt 3 Trip West)

This is a series on the Movie business, and it will take many parts to tell the whole story. it is based on my book called We Did It Our Way. If you enjoy the story please vote Remember that this purely fictional

Stripping Anonymously For My Mother

It was due to my college tuition that it all happened. After my parents had divorced two years ago my father had moved across the country and cut off all contact with me. My Mom had had to take two jobs for awhile just to get out of the pile of bills she was under partially due to the divorce so when it was time for me to go to college I had to pay my own way. My first year I had to work long hours to pay for it and it was difficult to find enough time for studying let alone for a social life.
It was during the summer when I was nineteen between my first and second year of college that my life took a turn that led to the unexpected place I found myself in. Though I still worked I actually had some time to have fun and it was while I was at a bar on a Friday night that things changed forever. I was drinking a lot thanks to my fake I.D. when I saw the bar was having a best bodies contest. Some friends talked me into entering because I was always in good shape and cut so I decided what the hey.
That night I came in second place and won $50 but after I was back at the table a free round of drinks arrived at the table followed shortly by a sharply dressed man. He introduced himself as Carlo and told me he had a business proposition for me. Needless to say even while drunk I was suspicious of his motives but he gave me his business card which identified him as a promoter. One of his endeavors was that he promoted male strippers for parties and clubs for a strictly female clientele.
“With your physique and baby face you could make a lot of money kid. If you’re interested when you’re sober give me a call tomorrow” were his last words to me before he departed.
His card wound up in my pocket and I didn’t think anymore of it until the next day when I discovered the card again. Though I doubted that I’d do it I could find out the details at the least so I called the number. Carlo informed me that I’d be able to only work nights which would free up my days for classes. Also the money I’d be making would easily dwarf what I was now making and that was before tips and other “perks”.
Since I was young and you only live once I decided to give it a try on one condition. I asked Carlo if there was anyway that I could do it disguised. He laughed and said it was possible, but added that hiding my face would hurt my bottom line but that was my business. He informed me that he was promoting a show that very night so I could go and see for myself, learn the ropes and get my feet wet so to speak. I agreed to meet him at the club that night.
That night sure was an education for me. To be honest I had seen some of those cfnm videos on the net but I figured they exaggerated somewhat for the camera. But what I saw was insane the way some of the women acted. Whether younger or older, thin or thick, with all heights and ethnicities some of these women went crazy which seemed to be encouraged.
While some of the women were embarrassed and refused to do more than look there were others who fondled, spanked and even sucked the talent. As the night progressed and the alcohol flowed things got even crazier. A couple of the strippers, out of a team of four, actually fucked a couple of customers who pulled up their skirts and were banged either bent over or actually on the top of table as the other women cheered them on.
They pulled out and came on the women and were showered with bills for doing so while the other two strippers came from receiving oral service. In moments while free the guys told me what to expect as well as regaling me with their most impressive exploits with the ladies. In fact many of the women were so worked up that I ended up with a number of phone numbers as well as offers for sex and that was while I was fully dressed hanging out by the edge of the room.
When the show was over I talked with Carlo backstage and I agreed to give it a try. He told me to show up the next afternoon so I could go through a crash course in dancing and other skills. But as he explained having the right look and being willing and able to “entertain” the ladies as necessary was more important than pure dancing skill.
“Being able to play to the crowd and read what a particular woman or group wants is the key. Now unless I’m mistaken I saw you making friends already even when not working and you probably want to go get laid. Enjoy it now because after doing this awhile some guys say it becomes like work” Carlo informed me.
That seemed hard to believe to me initially so I said good night and went to meet a young woman named Jamie who had come with some friends. She was in her early twenties and we wound up having sex in my car in the parking lot as neither of us lived alone. It was okay but I never called her again and she was just as happy to move on as I was.
So started my career as a male exotic dancer. I didn’t turn down any opportunities to work as I wanted to earn all I could before the fall semester began. To protect my identity I wore a mask similar to what some wrestlers wore as I didn’t want anyone to know who I was or how I earned my money. It might hurt my income potential some as my good looks were hidden but with my physique as well as my above average male endowment I did fine. Add the fact that I was young and my loads were large and many a lady squealed as I made a big mess on their face as we were cheered on by the crowd.
Of course I didn’t tell my Mom what I was doing instead telling her I was working for a party promoter which was true as far as it went. She had been doing well at work and in fact she had just been promoted and had received a nice raise. This particular Friday evening I’d let her know that I’d be working which was fine as she might go out with some of the women she worked with and have a drink due to her promotion. That was a bit unusual as Mom wasn’t much of a drinker and to be honest since her divorce Mom didn’t go out much. I had tried to encourage her to socialize as she was still under forty and a very attractive lady but except for a few dates where someone had set her up she stayed home for the most part.
That night the club was hopping. The way it worked would be that only ladies were allowed in during the show and afterwards it was opened to allow men in after they paid a large cover charge. Then they had a chance to score with a horny, half drunken woman. Since I was still the rookie I would wind up in the least desirable location where there were generally fewer women. Up to this point I had yet to actually fuck a woman as part of the show. Like all strippers I’d had customers fondling and sucking me and most nights I came, usually on the face of a woman and I’d certainly gone home with more than one woman at the end of the night.
But somehow I’d yet to go all the way during a show. Part of it was my reluctance to do so and also maybe my persuasive skills hadn’t developed as much as some of the other entertainers. The woman had to usually be really horny or slutty to be fucked in front of a crowd while no doubt her friends took pictures with their camera phones. Finally I have to mention that before every show I would masturbate to a small orgasm in order to prevent me from blowing too quickly while performing. For a young guy like me coming four times in a night wasn’t the problem but if I came too fast during a show that would be one. And with multiple women jerking and sucking me and many of them wanting to be the one to make the stripper shoot his load before her friend could, it certainly helped to prevent premature ejaculation.
That night when I took the stage I was the last to do so. The other strippers were dispersed around entertaining the crowd. The club floor had a somewhat L-shaped floor plan with two stages – the main one in the large area and the smaller one located in the angle of the L. After being introduced as ’The Masked Marvel’ I leaped on the smaller stage and danced for a minute as I removed my costume which consisted of a robe like a wrestler or boxer would wear and a pair of trunks that would rip away followed by me removing my matching thong leaving me with only my mask and boots on.
With the alternating dim and flashing lights and the music beating I jumped from the stage and started to roam the crowd, shaking my moneymaker in front of the ladies as I handled my package. Already a few bold women had slapped my ass or ran their fingers over my torso when a younger, bigger gal took my cock and started to stroke it. Immediately I started to harden and she then took it in her mouth and sucked it. She was very good at it and I was rock hard in no time but I had to break away as she seemed to be more than willing to continue until I came.
However I had to mingle with others as that was part of the job but one would always note where the eager ones were perhaps for a follow up visit later. I worked the small section of the L as that was my area for the night as the other three worked the larger section. Since I was the first to spend a lot of time there I didn’t want for a hand or mouth to make me feel welcome when I headed to a table that was by the back wall. A bunch of the women were standing and beckoning me to join them so I proceeded over there and started by dirty dancing with a taller woman before giving a sitting woman a lap dance. When I stood she smacked me hard as I shimmied away.
Another woman grabbed me and led me to a brown haired woman sitting at the back of the table who had her face covered with her hands. Pushing my ass onto her lap I gyrated as her friends hooted and hollered. When I stood the woman sitting next to her grabbed my cock and pulled it to her mouth. Up and down she worked it and she made up for her mediocre technique with unbridled enthusiasm.
“Suck his cock, suck his cock” the women chanted. Mistakenly I assumed they were referring to the woman who right now had my hardness in her warm mouth but I was wrong. Another woman stood to the side of me and she reached out and took the hand of the woman whose lap I had just been on and guided it to the base of my thick engorged prick.
“Suck him, suck him” they chanted again to encourage the seemingly reluctant woman.
The lady sucking me released my saliva coated erection in deference to the other woman. When I was turning toward that woman a camera flash went off in front of my face and I saw spots but I still stroked my hardness a few times. The next thing I knew my head was swallowed and I felt a tongue swirl around the sensitive underside making me gasp with pleasure.
I struck a pose flexing my muscles as the ladies cheered. Meanwhile more of my cock was taken into the wet mouth as my head hit the entrance to her throat. When I looked down I received the biggest shock of my young life. There concentrating as if her life depended on it was my Mom sucking on my cock. My mind went blank for a moment as she continued to slide her lips back and forth over me until she reached out and took my shaved balls into her hand.
When she did I saw her turn her head up to look at me as she pulled her mouth off me and licked all around the head like an ice cream cone. Thankfully my mask prevented me from being recognized and she dutifully continued her attention. Next she ran her tongue down my full length until she reached my balls which she then licked.
All the women must have been from her job as they all were cheering her on with calls of “You go girl, suck it like you mean it”, “Come on Patti, show us how the boss does it”, “Make him shoot” and other such salacious comments.
My Mom was surprisingly good at fellatio and in fact if she was a stranger I think I would have cum as she lovingly worked her red lips along my turgid tool. Because she was my Mom I’d have preferred if I lost my erection but her skill thwarted that. After a while her jaw muscles must have tired and she released me as she caught her breath.
Sensing an opportunity to escape this unintentional incestuous interlude I turned hoping to put some distance between us but the group of women from the table had hemmed me in. A young woman around my age grabbed me around my cock and bent down and licked me before pulling her head up as she jerked me roughly. One of the older women there seized my arm firmly.
“Don’t think that you’re going anywhere stud. We’re out in the boondocks here and we don’t get much attention in this section. Our boss was promoted and she’s going to get shown a good time especially since its been awhile for her and you have the nice big cock to do it.”
Already a number of bills had been stuffed in the armbands I wore to accentuate my biceps when the older woman now grabbed my erection in a death grip and spun me around by yanking on it.
“Well Patti now is your chance so don’t back out now. You agreed to it and you don’t want to go back on your word in front of everybody, do you?”
My Mom had conflicting emotions showing on her face. She seemed a little tipsy to me and I could clearly see desire reflected there though it was tempered by her natural modesty. As I said my Mom was a very attractive woman with brown hair cut around shoulder length and sparkling green eyes which shone with lust at this moment but she always had dressed conservatively. In fact she had always worn a one piece bathing suit and never a bikini even though her body was better than girls who were half her age.
She now had on a button down white blouse but it was unbuttoned lower than usual for her and I could see the creamy tops of her medium sized breasts above the white lacy bra she had on. She was also wearing a knee length black skirt and black stockings.
“I don’t know about this Donna” she said to the woman who held me tightly.
“Come on Patti, you gave your word but more importantly you haven’t got any since your divorce you told me” she replied to my Mom.
My Mom looked mortified when she said that in front of everyone but it seemed to inspire her. She stood and pulled her skirt up over her wide hips to her waist revealing a black pair of silky bikini panties before she sat on the edge of the table.
“Eat her puss, eat her puss” all the women chanted in unison as Donna pulled me close to my Mom by my dick.
I wasn’t sure if I could do this when I looked at her and saw my Mom’s face was a mixture of vulnerability combined with naked passion. Somehow this hardened my resolve to bring her pleasure. As strange as it sounds I felt I owed her this for all the sacrifices she had made for me during my life.
Bending down I brought my mouth to her panty covered mound inspiring raucous cheers from the table. There was a damp spot in the center of her flower and I could smell her natural scent and it intoxicated me. For a minute I kissed and gently nibbled at her covered treasure before I reached my hands up and slipped my fingers under the waistband. With one swift motion I yanked them down revealing her womanhood in all its glory.
It’s no exaggeration that it was the most beautiful pussy I had beheld in my nineteen years on this earth. Right at that moment it gleamed from her natural juices that seeped from her and the inner lips were swollen from desire. They were pale pink with a slightly darker pink inside them which was positively soaked from her arousal. She had obviously waxed recently as the only hair was a small triangle of curly, brown hair right above her vulva.
For only a moment I paused as I took in the beauty of her nether region before I buried my face at her womanly delta. My tongue ran the length of her upwards from the bottom of her plump lips until I reached her clit which I flicked making Mom moan. Next I pushed my tongue between her lips and worked it as deep as it could go spinning it as much as I could.
Her hand ran along the material of my mask as her co-worker Donna continued stroking me just enough to keep me from shrinking. All I was concerned with was eating this delicious pussy however. My mouth alternated kissing her lips, sucking her clit and licking all of her womanhood. She was making little sounds like a kitten now so I sucked her clit between my lips as I lashed it with my tongue.
After doing this for thirty seconds her body tensed and her legs clamped on my face as she began to shudder from her orgasm. Her delicious nectar I felt flow to my covered chin and soak my mask when Donna brought her mouth by my covered ear.
“You’re doing great, now all you have to do is put this thick prick in her and give it to her good.”
The reasoning part of my brain had shut down or at the least it was not functioning normally as I straightened up without thinking about what I was about to do. Donna positioned my bulbous head by the entrance to the paradise where I had originated. My head was shiny and slick from my pre-cum as I looked down at my Mom. Her eyes were half shut and she had a wanton expression on her beautiful face and I realized I had never desired a woman the way I wanted her at that moment and the consequences be damned.
Without conscious thought my hips drove forward pushing into her wet opening. She moaned as she bit her lower lip when my head forced its way inside. Mom was extremely tight as befitted a woman who had gone years since she was penetrated but my stiff cock wouldn’t be denied. Her wet folds yielded to the steady force as I pushed deeper in her channel. Once I was halfway inside Mom I pulled back until only my head remained ensconced and after waiting a moment I reversed course again sliding deeper into her than before.
Mom’s eyes were closed as I worked in and out of her ultra tight hole and I continued to stretch her out as my cock sank further with each thrust. Her pink flesh was like a velvet vice on my shaft and it yielded willingly as I plumbed her depths but when I would pull back it seemed to resist fiercely any retreat by my hard length. Putting my hands on her shoulders I guided her body back so her torso lay flat on the table and I was able to unbutton her blouse lower.
My fingers fumbled as they clumsily undid the buttons but eventually I succeeded in my task. My hungry hands pulled the lacy material of her cups downward freeing the soft flesh beneath. Mom had two small white globes topped with pink nipples and areolas which my hands covered and fondled lovingly. Her slim hands covered mine as she gasped with pleasure from the stimulation she was receiving. During this I had continued thrusting in and out of her flower even increasing the speed as she adjusted to my girth inside her.
Now I bent my knees a little which adjusted the angle of my thrusts slightly. Every time I drove forward my large head rubbed the top wall of her pussy channel stimulating her bundle of sensitive nerves there greatly. Mom was moaning continuously now as she was being pushed towards imminent release. Her long legs clamped around my waist and her hands reached out and I felt her nails dig into the skin of my forearms, marking the flesh in her throes of passion.
We stayed like that a moment, totally oblivious to everything around us as I enjoyed the feeling of her pussy muscles clenching on me during her climax. When she recovered somewhat she grabbed hold of my ass and in a low husky voice Mom demanded I continue.
“Don’t stop yet baby, keep going. Fuck me some more with that big meat of yours until you cum and hopefully I can cum again too.”
That was something I didn’t need to hear twice. Again I moved my hips in the familiar rhythm of love but I now began to pound her sweet hole harder than before. Between all the fucking and her lubrication I was sliding all the way to the depths of her wet canal with each thrust now. When I first started I wasn’t able to go balls deep but as she expanded to accommodate me it felt like my cock was being fully enclosed by a wet skintight glove that caressed my full length.
My thumb found her clit and rubbed it gently as I bottomed out with each forward motion of my body. Even as we were surrounded by cheering women and bass heavy music I managed to tune that out as my impending orgasm rapidly approached. When Mom’s fingers clutched my active hand I knew she was close as well so I increased my speed. We came together and I filled her with the fruit of our labors. Shot after shot of my teenage spunk jetted its way in her vagina as my balls emptied into her welcoming pussy.
She pulled me to her and for the first time ever our lips met with passion. The flavor of the wine she had consumed I tasted on her sweet mouth as my last remaining cum flowed out. Reluctantly I broke our kiss and straightened up and as I did I slid from her pussy. Mom surprised me by slipping off the table and swallowing my head which was covered in our mingled fluids until it was clean. As soon as she released it the table burst into cheers and I saw we had attracted a large audience with our show.
With all the hubbub going on I managed to slip away and head to the tiny “backstage” area. The best I could do was wipe down with some moist towelettes before changing to my regular clothing. Telling Carlo I wasn’t feeling well I got paid and slipped out the back door of the club and then I drove home. I was so confused by what had happened my hands actually shook on the wheel but I made it home with no problems.
Quickly I showered and put some sweats on but I also put on a long sleeved shirt due to marks on my forearms that my Mom had given me. After a couple of shots of vodka and half a joint I felt almost normal but I was undecided on what to do. The nights events replayed themselves in my mind again and again and I wrestled with the fact that I had just had sex with my Mom and that it was the best I’d ever had. But I knew it was wrong and couldn’t happen again even though when I replayed it in my mind it aroused me greatly.
The best thing to do would be to go to bed and sleep on my predicament and hope the morning brought me new counsel when I heard a car door slam and voices out front. Within a minute the front door opened and my Mom came in. She was humming to herself as she entered and she seemed surprised to see me home already. I’d been about to go upstairs but she beckoned me over.
“I don’t usually see you home this early during the weekend Jason. Come give your mother a kiss before you go to bed.”
With mixed emotions I went and embraced my Mom while giving her a peck on the cheek. The scent of our earlier coupling I could still faintly detect on her along with the wine she had consumed.
“Jason do I smell liquor on your breath” she slurred before giggling. “Not that I should talk as I’ve drank more wine tonight then I ever remember doing. The girls wanted me to celebrate so for once I let myself go.”
I know I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t help myself from replying.
“Did you have a good time Mom?” I asked.
That triggered a huge smile on her face as she considered my question.
“I really did baby. Maybe I should go out with the girls more often.”
Any other response probably wouldn’t have affected me like that one but it struck a nerve and I found myself speaking before I thought about it.
“It sounded like you were dropped off Mom.”
“Yeah one of the girls drove me home as I’m a little tipsy.”
“If you want me to drive you to get your car tomorrow then let me know” I told her.
“I don’t want to trouble you Jason, you have things you probably want to do tomorrow.”
“What could be more important then helping my Mom?”
“You are so sweet baby, how was I lucky enough to have such a wonderful young man for a son?”
Mom hugged me after saying that and she kind of lost her footing from her tipsy state but I easily held her. When I felt a growing reaction in my groin from her contact with me I quickly let her go and turned away before she could notice my arousal. Her hand touched me on my back.
“What is it? Is something wrong Jason? Please tell me, we’ve always been so close that I thought you could tell me anything.”
“I’m not sure if I can say anything this time Mom but it’ll be for your own good.”
“I don’t understand baby, please.”
It would be easy to blame the vodka but either way it doesn’t matter. Something in my head clicked as I walked to where my bag with my work clothes was. I removed an item and slipped it into my hand.
“Mom you better sit down if you want to hear this but I’m warning you that it’ll be difficult.”
She sat on the couch and I saw the worry on her face and I considered again what I was about to do but I couldn’t stop myself for some reason. Sitting down next to her I couldn’t even look her way as I placed the mask I’d been wearing earlier on the couch between us.
“Oh my God Jason. Are you saying
 You can’t mean that
.Am I dreaming?”
“No Mom you’re not dreaming but part of me wishes you were. That’s the new job I have. I’ve made a lot more money doing it then I was making and I figured it wouldn’t hurt anyone and no one knew who I was. But tonight before I realized it you were, well you know, and then it was like I was trapped and things just snowballed. I’m sorry Mom” I concluded.
She looked to be in shock as I got up and left her sitting there. Under the circumstances I didn’t know what else to do. What does one normally do after informing ones mother that the two of you had sex earlier while you were a masked stripper? Once in my room I lay down but my mind was too confused to sleep. My thoughts swirled like a maelstrom in my mind with no hope of relief. Suddenly I felt the bed shift as my Mom sat next to me. When I looked I saw she had a glass in her hand half full of clear liquid and when she took a swallow she made a face. While she sat there neither of us said a word but she continued drinking it until the glass was empty. Finally she touched my arm and I looked her way.
“Jason let me say what I have to with no interruptions please. Things haven’t been easy for me the last few years since your father left me. I doubted myself and I didn’t want to get hurt again so I shut myself off for the most part from human contact. Tonight was the first time I’ve been with a man since then and I now find out that it was you. Part of me wants to cry but part of me wants to laugh at it all. I’m not sure why but I don’t feel guilty about what happened even knowing it was you. Maybe because I’m drunk and I was so horny and I had such a good time earlier, I don’t know. But right now what happened has happened. We can’t go back and change it, we just have to decide what to do tomorrow. But I know this, that the night still isn’t over so I’m going to do this.”
Saying that she leaned over and kissed me flush on the mouth as her body rolled on top of mine. Instantly we were kissing madly as our tongues explored each others mouths. The heat from her body radiated from Mom as I pulled her close. My rapidly hardening erection pushed into her soft body. My hands unzipped her skirt and she raised herself up enough that I could roll it and her panties past her ample hips. She then kneeled as she unbuttoned and removed her blouse.
My fingers unclasped her brassiere and tossed it aside and then my mouth closed over a pink nipple as I sucked on it. Mom gasped and attempted to push more of her breast into my mouth as I lavished attention on her pink, hard nub. Her hand was rubbing along my leg and when she brushed her fingers against my bulge I shuddered with desire.
Mom moved off me and removed her skirt and panties leaving on her black stockings as I stripped down until I was naked. With no need of preliminaries I pushed her onto her back and knelt between her legs. Her hand had already grasped me and was guiding me to her waiting entrance. My hips thrust forward as soon as she was ready and in one long stroke I completely sank to my balls. Our lips found each other and her long legs locked around me as we made sweet incestuous love.
Whether it was ten minutes or a hundred years I couldn’t say at the time but after I discharged into her pinkness I didn’t slow at all but continued at a steady pace. Finally she whispered in my ear and I rolled us over in response to her words and she now set the pace as her beautiful and sexy body rode me for all we were worth. This way my mouth found and gave proper attention to her perky breasts while my hand again played her clit like a maestro.
Only after she reached her state of nirvana did I begin to piston my hips up from below as I raced to join her in bliss. It was Mom squeezing my thickness with her internal muscles that pushed me past the point of no return. My mouth again clamped on a hard nipple as I erupted like Mt. Vesuvius inside her and when I did her teeth bit my shoulder hard in response. We lay joined like that as I eventually shrank though I didn’t pull out from her. The last thing I remembered before I slept was Mom stroking my cheek while murmuring.
“My sweet baby is all grown up now and he made Mommy so happy tonight.”
The sun shining through my window woke me the next day and I lay in bed alone. My headache and crusty penis convinced me that it wasn’t a dream and my Mom’s clothes still scattered about proved it. I stumbled to the shower and did my best to not think as the hot water cascaded down my body. As I left the bathroom in my robe I heard Mom call.
“Jason breakfast is ready.”
Well might as well see how thing were I thought to myself as I headed down and sat at the kitchen table. My Mom placed a cup of coffee in front of me then laid her hand on my shoulder. My eyes gazed into her emerald ones as I tried to figure out what she was thinking.
“Penny for your thoughts honey” she said to me. I swallowed before replying.
“Mom” I began “maybe if we could go back in time it would be a good thing but we can’t. The way I see it we have two choices.”
“Go on” Mom replied softly.
“One that you are so disgusted with me and what I did that you want me out as soon as possible and I understand if you do.”
She made no response and had her face turned away so I continued.
“Two that we’ll do our best to put this behind us and I’ll try to forget that my Mom, the person who I love the most in the world, the woman who was always there for me is also the hottest and sexiest woman I know as well. I’ll try to be a good son to you and if I’m thinking impure thoughts of you and I can’t control them then I guess I’ll move back to option one.”
There was a period of silence after I spoke and Mom didn’t move or speak. Finally when the tension was about to drive me insane she turned and looked into my eyes.
“You’re young Jason so you can be forgiven for only presenting two choices but personally I reject them and propose another. Right now I have two life insurance policies on myself with you the beneficiary. I’m going to cash one in so it can pay your tuition. That way you won’t have to strip for horny, desperate women.”
She held her hand up for silence before I could interrupt her then continued.
“After you graduate we could move from here to another city or state where no one knows us and people wouldn’t worry so much about our relationship.”
At that moment Mom opened my robe before sitting on my lap while reaching down and taking me in hand.
“That is if you don’t mind living with this old lady who loves you and now desires you so much that no other man could compete. I tell you this Jason, no other woman will love you or satisfy you the way your mother will. What do you say?”
For an answer I kissed her hard as my hands pulled her closer.
THE END
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