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PART 1.[/b]My brother, my pimp!
My life as a sixteen year old girl in 1950 post war Britain was hardly something to write home about. Most of the girls in my class at Grammar school were always boasting about the boys they had been out with, and the boys they wanted to go out with. I seldom joined in their conversations as I was not a pretty girl, or so I thought at the time. My milk bottom glasses, with a dioptre correction of twenty in each eye ensured that no boy ever came within touching distance of me, never mind kissing me. Yep! I had NEVER been kissed by a boy other than my brother Jack, who was two years, my senior.
Jack was a bubbly lad who had lots of friends who, unfortunately with his instigation, derided and generally made my life miserable with taunts of ‘ugly four eyes’ or ‘can I have a pint of milk please’ in reference to my thick specs. I can hear you now saying ‘why didn’t I take off my glasses?’ If you have never had bad eyesight you will not comprehend how difficult life can be when your eyes need a twenty dioptre correction in order to see properly. Everything is horribly blurred and it is impossible to recognise anyone unless they are within twelve inches of you. To put it into perspective – if you have a twenty five dioptre correction you can be legally classed as blind!
Unfortunately at that time there were no replacement lens operations available as now. If you needed thick lenses you had to manage with them or go under. I was taunted and bullied as an ‘ugly’ girl and so I began to believe that I was indeed ugly. This being so I never attempted to try and alter my hair or wear make-up as I considered it a waste of time. It was Valentine’s Day in February 1950 and Jack was boasting about receiving ten Valentine cards, and deriding me for not getting any. I took myself upstairs to mope on my own. After a few minutes lying on the bed I decided to have a bath. My parents were out of the house and so I took the chance without having to get it passed by mum not to use up all the hot water.
Having a bath usually cheered me up – but not that day. Valentine’s Day always brought home to me how ugly I was and that I would probably never ever get a boy to want, never mind love me. I was just stepping out of the bath when Jack’s voice came out of the blur.
“Bloody hell sis! You are beautiful!”
I squinted towards the door and saw a blurred figure standing there. It must have been Jack.
“Just stand there while I get my camera!”
I was too shocked and taken aback to move anyway. Could my ears have been deceiving me? Did he actually say that I was beautiful? I stood there frozen to the spot, the bath water dripping from me on to the bathroom floor.
“There!” came his voice again as his blurred figure appeared again in the doorway. I heard the click of his camera and saw a blinding flash, before he approached me with a towel and began to dry me off.
“I never realised just how lovely you are without those horrible specs Sheila”
He explained as I calmly allowed him to dry my body. He spent more time than necessary on drying my breasts, but I didn’t mind, after all this was the first time any boy had shown interest in me, so what if it was my brother? I was in no mood to refuse this rare attention. He dropped to his knees.
“Open your legs Sis!”
I was enjoying this too much to disobey, and I lifted one leg to place my foot on the edge of the bath. The wonderful sensation that swept through my body as the towel was gently rubbed over my pussy was incredible! I had never experienced anything like it! Well, possibly not since I had frigged myself off three days earlier. But this was so different! This was something I had only every dreamed about!
He dried between the crack of my bottom and down my legs. It tickled when he did my feet but I withstood the agony and allowed him to finish.
With the drying completed I felt his hands running up the side of my leg that was rooted to the floor. My other leg was still lifted on the edge of the bath. I left it there. His hands ran gently over my pussy, playing with the folds of my labia. Oh my goodness it felt wonderful! One hand moved upwards over my tummy and found my grateful breasts. He fondled them! Ohh it was heaven.
“Why on Earth haven’t you got a boyfriend Sis?” He whispered softly “You are gorgeous!”
Without thinking I pushed the finger that was playing with my labia inside me. Ohh it felt fantastic!
I felt something snap inside me. I could sense jack’s hesitation, but I didn’t want this to end. I pushed again on his fingers and they slid easily inside me this time. Jack got to his feet, his fingers still inside me, and he pressed his lips to mine. My own brother was kissing me. It felt so wonderful and my whole body tingled with the thrill. We didn’t do tongues. Tongues were not as prolific back in the fifties as they are nowadays. Jack began pumping his fingers in and out of me. The sensations spread all over my body and I tried to undress him
“No!” he cried “This will have to do Sheila. You must find a boyfriend to go further!”
“But boys don’t want me Jack – I am ugly!”
“Sheila!” he yelled, and shook me by the shoulders, his fingers now out of me “You are beautiful without those horrible glasses, and …” he stepped back and looked me up and down “…and without your clothes you are awesome!”
His words thrilled me to the core. I grabbed his hand and pushed it between my legs. He entered me once more. This time I allowed him to finish what he had started and he brought me to a mind blowing orgasm. The sensations swept through my whole body and I clung tightly to him as they reached their crescendo and then, slowly, so very slowly diminished. I pressed my lips to his and he responded. We kissed until my sensations had completely subsided. We parted and sat side by side on the edge of the bath holding hands.
“That was wonderful Jack. Can we do it again?”
“Don’t you think it would be better if you found a boyfriend to do it?”
“Boys hate me Jack!”
“They won’t once they realise how lovely you are without those horrible thick specs…”
“And without my clothes?” I giggled.
“Yes that too”. He ran a hand gently over my breasts. “You’ve got lovely tits Sis!”
“Kiss me between my legs Jack!” I shouted. I could hardly believe it was me saying it.
“Alright!” he replied “but it stops there Sheila! I am NOT fucking you!”
He dropped to his knees and gently parted my legs enough to get his head easily between them, allowing his easy access to my pussy. His lips pressed on to my labia. He kissed me fully on my pussy. He ran the tip of his tongue around the extremities of my labia before plunging it inside me. In and out he slid his tongue, until the erotic sensations once again began to surge from my groin and around my whole body.
“Hi you two! We are back!” Came the voice of mum from downstairs.
“Hi! Be down in a second mum!” I shouted back.
Jack and I hastily parted, with him heading for the door.
“Find me a boyfriend Jack!” I pleaded “Please!!!”
He hesitated at the door. I couldn’t tell if he was smiling or not.
“Leave it with me Sis! I’ll get you lots of boyfriends once they’ve seen those photos I just took! I‘m going to develop them now”. His blur vanished from my sight as he made for his room, and his polymin developing tank. No instant digital pics back then!
END OF PART 1.
PART 2.
My brother – my pimp!
I want you, my reader, to try and fully understand what was now going round and round in my head. After being abused, insulted, bullied for ages by almost everyone, including my own brother, it now appeared that I wasn’t the ugly duckling anymore – so long as I took off my horrible thick specs and all my clothes I would be transformed into this awesome beautiful swan! It was a revelation that Jack had discovered for me and I wasn’t going to let it go! If it meant being unable to see the world clearly but have the attention and love of boys my glasses and my clothes just HAD to go!
I only ever had a bath from then on when my parents were out and I deliberately left the bathroom door unlocked, hoping that Jack would come in and enjoy my body again. It was three days later when this happened. I heard the door open, my heart gave a flutter of expectation, and Jack’s voice was heard.
“I’ve got those two photos Sheila!”
“Great!” I cried, getting out of the bath so he could see me in all my naked glory “Dry me off Jack!”
I thrilled once more as he towelled me down, once again spending more time between my legs. The extra attention brought me to a quick arousal and my pussy was tingling like mad.
“I love the way your cunt is opening Sis! It’s lovely!”
“Ohh Jack! Thank you, thank you, and thank you!”
I thrilled at his words. It was the first time in my life that my vagina had been complimented and I loved it! Without asking he kissed me on my spreading labia. Oh heaven! Two fingers entered me again and he gently masturbated the ‘cunt’ he had complimented so beautifully. I squirmed my body hard down on to his fingers to get them deeper inside me.
“That’s the way Sis! Grind your cunt on my fingers girl!”
This second bathroom sequence with my brother proved beyond any doubt to me that having no specs and no clothes were the future for me following long time abuse with them. I never realised that so much pleasure was possible by such a simple removal. Jack once again brought me to an explosive climax and I squirmed and pushed down on to his fingers as my orgasm reached a crescendo and then slowly diminished. He caressed my breasts and ran his tongue over my tingling nipples before planting his mouth on mine. We kissed so passionately despite being siblings.
“Get dressed and come and look at the photos” her told me.
“Put them down and leave me to look at them!” I snapped, not wishing to put my glasses on while he was there – and turn into that ugly creature he once knew. No glasses and no clothes was how I wanted to be seen! He left the room and I donned my specs. I stared in wonder as I saw the lovely naked girl in the two photographs. I WAS indeed beautiful! I smiled as I surveyed my budding breasts and the lovely light brown cluster of pubic hairs above my vagina. “My lovely cunt!” I whispered and giggled.
Jack had been waiting outside the door and came in the moment I called him.
“I love them Jack! Thank you so much! Get your camera and take some more!”
I removed my glasses and sat on the edge of the bath as he ran for his camera. He seemed as keen as me as he pulled and pushed me into different poses. Telling me to “breath in and stick your tits out” and “open your legs wider Sis” for what he called his “cunt shots!” It must have been costing him a fortune with using one flash bulb for each photograph (integrated flash being a thing of the future back then!).
“Will you be showing these to your pals?” I asked sheepishly as he used up his final bulb.
“You bet!” he laughed “YOU are going to be in big demand from now on Sheila!”
“Will they get me a boyfriend?”
“They will get you as many boyfriends as you want!” he laughed.
It all seemed like a wonderful dream. There I was, having never been kissed by anyone apart from Jack, being told I could have as many boys as I wanted because I had taken off my glasses and clothes.
Call me naïve if you want. I suppose I was naïve back then. But the thought of ‘many’ boys wanting to kiss me and cuddle my naked body was a fantasy I had never thought possible only days earlier. My vagina began to tingle with the thoughts. I sat and spread my legs.
“Kiss my cunt again Jack!”
He laughed at my use of his word for my vagina, but knelt and placed his mouth over my throbbing labia. He kissed, licked, sucked and obligingly put his tongue inside me as I closed my eyes and imagined lots of boys doing it.
“Will they want to fuck me?” I queried as he finally got to his feet. I closed my legs.
“Without a doubt Sis!” he replied honestly “are you going to let them?”
“I’ve never been fucked before” I replied dreamily “is it nice?”
“It’s wonderful! You will love it!”
“Mmmm!” I purred “in that case I WILL let them!”
I didn’t realise at the time but with those words I had just agreed for Jack to be my pimp. If the elder brother I looked up to and admired was in favour of his pals and other boys fucking me, then it must be the right thing to do! I had to wait several nerve wracking days before Jack arranged my first meeting.
My parents were out, naturally. Duh! I was in my room listening to David Whitfield on my gramophone – oh what a lovely voice that man had.
“Sheila!” Jack shouted up the stairs “I’ve got Danny and Peter waiting to meet you!”
Oh my goodness! This was it! I starting shaking nervously but steadied myself as I removed my glasses and undressed. I took everything off for a start, but then decided to wear a pair of medium heeled court shoes. So not completely naked then! A quick comb through my pubes and I was ready for my first boyfriends. I opened my bedroom door, walked tentatively across the landing, and slowly downed the stairs.
“Oh my God!” cried Jack as I walked into the lounge “I didn’t mean be naked!”
“You leave her alone mate!” quipped his pal Peter “That’s exactly how we want her!”
I couldn’t understand Jack’s surprise at my nudity. Surely he of all people must have realised that I was ‘ugly’ in my glasses and clothes, and his pals would certainly have not liked me in them. I quickly dismissed these thoughts as both Peter and Danny came over to me and began to run their hands over my body. The feel of their fingers fondling my naked flesh immediately aroused me. They fondled a breast each and stroked my bum as they took it in turns to kiss me. This was gorgeous!
In the blur that was the rest of the room Jack had settled into an armchair to watch his pals enjoying me.
And enjoy me they certainly did! The two lads sat me between them on the settee. Their hands were all over my bare body. The bare body of the ugly duckling they had insulted and bullied with such gusto only weeks earlier. Now I was a beautiful swan and they wanted me. Oh how they wanted me! My legs were pulled apart to get at the cunt my brother had described as lovely. Fingers played with my pubes and ran around my labia, getting wetter and wetter by the second. Fingers entered my grateful pussy as my breasts were roughly squeezed and massaged. I didn’t mind the roughness! This was what I had always dreamed about – and it was happening! I was lovely and they wanted me!
“Can we use the bedroom Jack?” queried Peter to my brother.
“What’s wrong with the sofa?”
“I’m not fucking her with you watching you prat!”
“No me neither!” interrupted Danny “Surely ten bob buys some privacy?”
The exact meaning of their words was lost on me as my body tingled in anticipation. All I fastened on was that important word. They wanted to fuck me! They really did! The duckling was really a swan now! No more bullying for yours truly. Jack’s lovely sister was now a normal girl like all the other girls at school, and was going to be fucked!
“We can go into my bedroom lads!” I obligingly offered, and reluctantly pulled their fingers from inside my pussy, as I rose to my feet and beckoned them to follow me.
“Have one at a time Sis!”
“Sorry!” I snapped “this IS my first time Jack!”
“I know love” he replied calmly “but you will enjoy it better one at a time, I promise”.
“Can I fuck her first then?” Peter enquired of my brother.
“Yes ok. You wait down here until he’s finished Danny”.
Peter followed me up the stairs, eagerly stroking my bare bum with each step. I loved it. I took him into my bedroom and lay on the bed. I eagerly spread my legs, keen to have my very first fuck.
“Doggy or face to face?” he asked. I must have looked puzzled – for indeed I was.
“Doggy?” I queried “what’s that?”
“Never mind!” he replied “You just stay like that – keep your legs open!”
In the blur that was my spec-less vision I saw him swiftly undressing, and within twenty seconds he was positioning himself between my legs. “Oh my goodness!” I thought to myself “Here it comes!”
My pussy was tingling like mad in anticipation and my heart was racing so much I could hardly breathe.
Peter fumbled the folds of my labia with his fingers, gently easing the lips of my vagina open. I felt something warm and smooth being lodged just inside the lips. Then. In one swift movement. It was inside me!
Wow! This was the moment I had been waiting for! My very first cock! Oh how good it felt despite the pain of that first thrust! I opened my legs even wider as the thrusts caused the cock to slide even deeper inside me. “Oh thank you Jack!” I found myself thinking, praising my thoughtful brother for getting this for me. The thrusts began to get faster and Peter began to gasp, with his breathing increasing in speed and volume. He gave one mighty final thrust.
“Ohhh my God!” He shouted “I’m cumming!”
I felt something spurting deep inside me. Was that it? Two minutes of frantic fucking and it was over? What about me? I enjoyed the two minutes alright, but shouldn’t I at least have had an orgasm too?
Peter pulled his cock out and climbed from the bed. He began to get dressed. He mumbled a whispered ‘thank you’. Within seconds he had left the room. I lay on the bed wondering what all the fuss was about. The cock inside had felt good but a personal frig would have satisfied me more.
Into the room walked another blurred figure. It was obviously Danny. He undressed. I opened my legs once more. He didn’t ask me what position I preferred – at least Peter had been polite enough to ask.
Danny’s cock felt considerably bigger that Peter’s as it slid inside me. He lay on top of me with his face close to mine and he kissed me on his first thrust. I liked that. I thought it showed a mutual love and respect. I discovered then that I liked being kissed as I was being fucked. From that moment ‘Missionary position’ was to be my favoured positioned in sex for the rest of my life. Danny’s larger cock felt much better inside me than Peter’s – probably because it was rubbing the inner sides of my pussy stronger. It was a much messier fuck than the first one, with more squelching sounds, and too much wetness and sticky-ness between my legs and over my tummy. But even so, I liked it very much.
It was a full ten minutes before Danny began to gasp like Peter had done. I felt my own sensations beginning to grow stronger and stronger along with the gasps and groans from my erstwhile lover. The sensations within my body were building more and more, spreading from my throbbing cunt to the rest of my body. Then. In one blinding flash I exploded. I thought my head was going to burst as my climax flooded my body and my brain. Danny thankfully chose that same moment to gush his juices inside me, and we clung tightly together, each thrilling to our own personal orgasm. Even in those few incredible seconds of climax we still kissed. Oh how we kissed!
We then lay silently on the bed as our erotic sensations subsided. Our lips still pressed together in a kiss. It took several minutes for Danny to move and slide off me. I was saturated almost everywhere below my waist and so was he. He sat up between my legs. I could just make out a smile on his face.
“Best ten bob’s worth I have ever had! Thanks Sheila”.
I smiled back as he climbed off the bed. I got up and went to get two towels from the bathroom. Danny dried me off first, which I thought was nice and thoughtful. Similarly to by brother he spent more time than absolutely necessary drying between my legs, but I didn’t mind. I was pleased that he was enjoying my body as much as I was enjoying him doing it. I then dried him off. He was sticky rather than wet – something I mentioned to Jack after they had all gone.
“Didn’t you empty your cunt after Peter had spunked inside you?” he asked in amazement.
“No! Should I have done?”
“Oh sis! What am I going to do with you? Of course you have to empty yourself after a fuck, particularly if another guy is going to fuck you straight afterwards – otherwise it will get very messy!”
“It did!” I quipped innocently.
“Yeah!” he said, shaking his head in the way that older brother’s do when a sibling has proved stupid.
Well folks! That was my very first and second fuck! And I loved them – well, I loved the second one better – probably because I had a cum as well as the boy. Would have been better if I had emptied my cunt first – but practice will make perfect! Jack gave me ten shillings to buy some nice shoes for the next time, telling me that he had already arranged for twelve more lads to enjoy me.
Wow! The ugly ducking came good!

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CHAPTER SEVEN
Marsha was groggy and disoriented when she woke up. Blankly, she looked at her naked
body beneath the wrinkled robe that covered her, and then it all came back to her. She
and her mother had sucked each other’s cunt! And they had climaxed in each other’s hot
mouth! And what climaxes! The tangy aroma of pussycream was still in her nostrils; the
tacky smears of her mother’s love-juices still stuck to her nose and cheeks. Now she
knew the wonders of a another woman’s loving tongue, and why some women believed it
was the greatest; only a woman truly knew the secret of another females’ body. She didn’t
feel dirty or perverted, the way people said you would. She felt free! Free from
convention and the gnawing desires that she couldn’t name.
She sat up and looked around the room. The TV triggered another memory. That incredible
story! No wonder, she thought, I’m the way I am; the whole family has the same burning
desires. Maybe everyone does, but my family had the courage to follow their feelings,
she thought. Stretching her stiff body she ran a hand through her thick blonde hair
and chuckled, knowing she sounded stupid, and not caring. She was wonderfully alive
and a whole new world spread out before her. She felt like an explorer; an explorer
with a whole world of sexual pleasures spread out before her, just waiting for her
to chart a course. And she owed it all to her mother, and the original explorers of
her loving family. Her head snapped around to the TV and the images of her family
came back to her. She blushed as she tried to envision herself among them. Could she
really fuck her own father – stepfather! – and uncle? Would they even want her?
She put on her robe and tiptoed up the carpeted stairway, feeling her way through the
darkness, not wanting to make the slightest noise. A world of sexual adventure waited
for her, but she was unsure of her first step. How would she start? It was something
she had to ask her mother about. When she reached the top of the stairs she heard a
small muffled moan. It sounded familiar and she strained her ears trying to place it.
It came again as she started up the hallway; a sensual sound, followed by a rhythmic
whoosh, like air being pumped in and out of a balloon. Her body quivered in response
to the unnamed stimuli. Quietly, she padded barefoot down to Peter’s room. The sounds
were coming from inside.
Bewildered, she put her ear to the door. She heard muted grunts and groans; a familiar
female sigh was almost loud. Dismayed, she dropped to the floor and tried to look through
the keyhole. In the half-light, she could only see moving shadows, but passion-filled
voices came to her. Her mouth gaped as the words came to her.
“Ohhhh, Peter! Fuck my pussy! Harder! Make me cum! Oh, God … yesssss!”
“Yeah! Oh, Momma! Squeeze my prick!”
They were fucking! Peter! Carol! Her mother! Her mind ran a gauntlet of emotions: envy,
jealousy, love, lust, then, the mist cleared as the rightness of it all came to her. The
initiation of the young! This was the way it was meant to be. She was sure of it.
Hands against the door, Marsha’s body heated up and her cunt contracted. She shivered as
a stream of sizzling pussycream filled her cunt. Squeezing her thighs together, a thrill
shot up her spine as she envisioned her handsome brother and beautiful mother fucking
each other, their bodies moving up and down as one; his heavy cock plunging in and out
of her juicy blonde muff. In her mind she could see Carol’s cunt surrounding Peter’s
cock, her legs wrapped tightly across his back; her hands gripping the cheeks of his
ass, kneading them, urging them forward.
The mental movie, stimulated by the sounds of their passion, rolled through her mind,
flashing vivid, sexual, images of the people she loved on her brain. Marsha squeezed
her still-sore tits, until the nipples stood stiff, then she roughly stuck her middle
finger up her sopping cunt, twisting it back and forth as it scraped along the fiery
walls of her pussy. A wave of dizziness swept over her and she slumped to the floor,
her legs akimbo. A kaleidoscope of brilliant colors erupted before her eyes. Her finger
rammed up her cunt without mercy. She clamped her jaw tightly as a hot orgasm rippled
over her.
Her mother’s voice, in the throes of her own orgasm, came to her, enflaming her; driving
her on to greater heights. She squeezed her eyes shut and raced her finger over the
silky-slick, pink bud of her clitoris. Cum! Cum! she begged. Oh, God, how she wanted
them! Peter’s cock filling her up; Carol’s lips on her naked cunt, sucking her clit.
She wanted to suck on his cock, feel his cum splash in her mouth. She wanted to taste
the tangy flavor of her mother’s cuntjuice.
Marsha’s thumb massaged her clit and two fingers explored the sticky wetness of her
pleasure-raw pussy. Clamping her thighs around her twisting right hand, she rocked
her hips back and forth, fucking herself on her stiff, sticky, fingers. Another cum
eluded her. She rolled the hardened nipples of her tits around in the palm of her
left hand, then pushed the large globes to her mouth. Her tongue sent tingling sensations
across the sensitive flesh, causing her cunt to contract and imprison her demanding
fingers.
“Fuck! Fuck! Oh, how I need a cock in me!” she hissed into the darkness. Her eyes
focused on the door of her parent’s room, just yards away, and a vision of her father’s
long, slender cock, slimy with cum, lit up her mind like a neon sign. She licked her lips.
So close! So far! Could she do it? In her mind, the door seem to surge back and forth,
taunting her. She hesitated. The sound of her mother cumming, reaching an unscaled peak,
came to her.
Yes! Yes, she could!
Marsha pulled her fingers from her pulsing cunt; silvery strands of cum-juice clinging
to them. She licked them clean, savoring the tart cunt flavor on her tongue. She smiled
at the door hiding her brother and mother from the night, then silently, like a cat, she
crossed the hall, to her father’s door and slowly opened it.
***************************
Mike Bradford was sprawled across the king-sized bed, his body partially uncovered. Even
in the half-light, Marsha could tell that he was naked beneath the sheet. A tingling
sense of anticipation clutched at her heaving chest as she leaned against the bedroom
door. Anticipation gave way to sexual excitement as her father rolled over, exposing
his cock and balls. They dangled snake-like between his legs. Marsha clutched her stomach
as her cunt began to flow anew. She was amazed at the amount of juice she was producing.
Mike’s legs opened wide. She smiled and licked her lips hungrily. She knew precisely what
she was going to do.
She shrugged out of her robe, and let it fall to the floor. The bed sagged – just a bit –
under her weight. When she folded her body against his, he responded by moving closer.
Her full, super-sensitive tits rubbed up against his warm skin, and sent a tingling up
her spine. His hand brushed her tangle of blonde cunt-hair, and she shivered.
Gently rubbing the tips of her fingers along his arms and legs, she felt the heat of
his body, the light mist of perspiration on his flesh. He murmured in his sleep as
her trembling fingers, gently, touched his flaccid shaft, barely stroking it.
No, don’t wake up, Daddy dear, she thought, not yet. Not until I want you too. Her
warm hand cupped his heavy balls. She rolled them in the palm of her hand and played
with the thick strands of hair before putting them down and fondling his cock. Mike’s
prick jerked in her hand, the heat activating it, giving it life. Her thumb rubbed
across the sensitive knob, and his shaft stiffened. Holding her prize firmly in her
right hand, she got on her hands and knees and straddled her father’s sleeping form.
She positioned her corn-silk pussy just inches from his nose and mouth, knowing that
the heavy, sex-flavor aroma of her cunt would soon fill his nostrils, and his brain.
In the darkness, she heard him stiff and loudly lick his lips. She smiled.
Gently, ever-so-gently, Marsha rubbed her cunt-fur over his face. She felt him twitch
as the pubic strands tickled his mouth and nose. Her hand kneaded his slender rod,
working it to full length and hardness. Wide-eyed, she watched it grow from her
ministrations and marveled as the lean, marble-hard prick reached full erection.
Mike groaned and his breathing became deeper, more rapid, matching Marsha’s as the
tension built up in her. His cock twitched in her sweaty hand, and she stared at the
pisshole, seeing it as a one-eyed monster. Panting, she flicked her tongue over it,
washing the crown with her saliva. The taste was musky, with a hint of salt.
Wonderful!
With a smile of triumph, Marsha lowered her blonde head and his shaft sank into the
warm moistness of her mouth. She heard a gravel-like groan from her father, and felt
his hips begin to slowly rotate, moving his awakened prick around in the hotness of
her mouth.
“Mmmmmmm,” he mewed softly.
Marsha felt his body becoming active as sleep began to leave him. His hands found her
asscheeks and she thrilled as he started to knead them, his fingers strong, but gentle.
This was the moment she had been waiting for. Lowering her muff over his face, she
ground her cunt into his open mouth. Hungrily, she sucked his prick deep into the
cavern of her mouth as his tongue darted up her slick pussy.
She was sucking her father’s cock! He was licking her wide-open pussy, lapping her
flowing juice like a hungry cat.
Was he really awake? Did he realize whose pussy he was eating? Could he tell the
difference? The questions jumbled in her mind as his pleasure-giving tongue sent
shivers of electricity racing to her brain. She felt his lips clamp on her clit,
giving it a sucking kiss. A blinding shockwave coursed through her body and she
almost lost his cock. It popped, wetly, from her mouth, but snapped back into her
face like a hinged door. Quickly, she sucked it back to its warm cradle, licking
it like a lost treasure; unable to stop herself from sighing out-loud.
Her father’s squirming tongue explored the wet, upper walls of her steaming pussy
and she shuddered. Even her mother’s nimble tongue hadn’t gotten this far up her
cunt! Her mouth tightened on his dickhead and her hand pumped his rock-hard shaft
as her body jerked from the sharp pins and needles effect of his cunt-licking.
Marsha was in a sexual heaven that had no dimension. Her fevered brain was receiving
sensations that only a true loved one could give to another. This was the ultimate
pure pleasure! Her breathing was rapid, and she let out little gasps as she squirmed
her cunt down on his face, mashing his nose in the tangle of soft, wet, hair, trying
to bury him inside her.
Mike’s hands reached for her tits; found them and kneaded the red hot flesh. His mind
registered their size and fullness, but he wasn’t conscious of it. He jammed his long
tongue in her throbbing cunt and started slurping; lapping up the pussy-nectar that
dribbled into his mouth, the tart flavor spurring him on. His tongue slipped between
her asscheeks, licking the length of them. The serpentine tongue probed her asshole
and entered it.
Marsha gasped and her head swam. A searing white light went off behind her eyes,
blinding her. The shock, the excitement, the pleasure was almost too much to bear.
She nearly fainted. She couldn’t believe this was happening, nor could she believe
the pleasure the asshole reaming was giving her. Wiggling backwards, she rubbed her
ass in her father’s face; panting with each flick of his piercing tongue against the
sensitive walls of her asshole. Her mouth never left his cock and her hand never stopped
pumping his hard shaft.
His tongue was back, twirling rapidly, over her pulsing clit. She was hardly aware of
his long, slender finger slipping into her well lubricated ass; not until it started
to twist around inside the sensitive cavity. Her body went rigid and her eyes overflowed
with tears of ecstasy. Unable to control herself, she clamped her thighs around her
father’s head; the feel of his face between her legs made her explode instantly.
It was a gut-wrenching, volcanic eruption that spurted, lava-like cum-juice into Mike’s
waiting mouth. She ground her crotch down, hard, on his face, moaning with abandon as
the rhythmic jolts of her orgasm flashed through her body. Every nerve tingled. Every
pore seemed to burst with passion and pleasure. Her hands tore at the bedsheets,
twisting them in violent spasms. She buried her face in his crotch, sucking his cock
deep down her throat, making her gasp for air; the bristle-like hair scouring her
hot-flushed cheeks.
Half of his heavy load shot directly down her throat, without her ever tasting it.
Jerking her head up she let the spewing cock spray her face; nose, eyes, hair. Then
she sucked the throbbing knob-head, milking it; reveling in the musky taste of his
thick jism.
Marsha rubbed his dripping cockhead all over her face; her tongue licking the steely
shaft, kissing the purple crown. She lapped at the slimy strands of cum dangling from
the twitching cock and dribbling down her face; the pungent smell made her pussy twitch.
Panting in total exhaustion, she heard his deep groan of satisfaction. Her head drooped
and she pressed his turgid prick to her soft lips while his tongue gently laved her
steaming cunt.
Time stood still. Seconds. Minutes. Marsha had no awareness of their passing. Her
breathing slowed, but her desire remained. She wanted more! She wanted this cock in
her demanding pussy. Her hands fondled Mike’s spongy prick, rubbing it over the tips
of her tits, coaxing it back to life. Her tongue tickled it and her mouth caressed it.
It twitched and jumped, then, finally, responding to the her urgent demands, stood
erect and hard.
Jumping up, her back still facing her groggy father, she squatted over his upright
prong. Then, her mind whirling with lust, she lowered herself onto his long, slender
shaft. She felt the hard tip push against her puffy cuntlips; part them and slide up
her juicy cunt-channel.
“Ahhhhhhh!” she sighed. “Oh, yessss!” she said loudly as she started to hump herself
on his rigid prick.
Mike’s hard cock filled her up and shimmering waves of heat flooded her body. Her hips
began a rapid twisting motion, forcing his cock deeper and deeper, until their pubic
hairs tangled together as she squirmed her passion. Her body glistened with a thin
sheen of perspiration as she began to furiously fuck herself on her father’s beautiful
prick.
Through eyes, slitted with passion, Mike gazed at the beautiful blonde woman who
relentlessly rode his cock. Her pussy grasped at his shaft, painfully forcing his
foreskin back and forth. Unbelievable pleasures rippled through his loins.
She leaned backwards, her arms straddling his humping body; her long blonde hair
whipping across his face and chest. He reached up and grabbed her big, bouncing tits.
He could feel his cock go deep, then back to the very brink of her hot pussy. His
clouded mind tried to clear itself.
Something was not right.
A picture of his wife, Carol, came to his mind: blonde, well-formed, full tits, and
rounded ass.
What was wrong?
He massaged the exquisite mounds, rolling the nipples between his fingers. They were
bigger than Carol’s! His mind registered the slender frame, the long, shapely legs,
and the long blonde hair whipping from side to side. A cold sense of dread gripped his
brain and his mind exploded in recognition.
“Marsha!”
“Oh, fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!”
Instantly awake, he tried to dislodge her from his cock, but her vise-like cunt clamped
tightly around his throbbing shaft, holding him prisoner. His frantic movements made her
fall beside him, but his prick couldn’t escape.
They were sidesaddle now, her leg over his hips, hard against his ass. She grabbed his
hand and forced the hot flesh of her tit into his palm.
“Ohhhhh, Daddy … squeeze my tits! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck!” Her voice was urgent and
demanding. “Oh, it feels so good! Don’t stop, Daddy!”
“Marsha! … No! … Can’t do this … wrong!”
Mike’s mind reeled with the magnitude of his sin, but cock still humped her clasping
pussy, his hips moving in automatic response to the sexual excitement generating from
his daughter’s body.
“Oh, God,” he moaned, feeling his will to resist begin to melt. He was fucking his
daughter! His big, beautiful daughter! God forgive me, his tortured brain screamed,
it feels wonderful!
His resolve faded and his mind and body surrendered to Marsha’s hot, demanding body.
“Oh, baby,” he sobbed, “your pussy feels to good. So tight! Fuck me, babe! Fuck your
daddy’s hot cock!
Marsha grabbed his other hand and pressed it to her thick, hairy mound, making him feel
his own prick in her cunt. His brain exploded with lust!
She rolled to her hands and knees, her powerful cunt muscles taking her father with her.
Doggie-style, he fucked his passionate daughter with frenzied strokes.
“Yeah! Yeahhhhh! Oh, yes!” she cried as his rock-hard prick churned in her wet pussy,
his hips smacking against her wiggling asscheeks. Through her wide-open legs she watched
in rapt fascination as his long, slender cock pistoned in and out of her body. She dug
her fingers into the bedsheets as the waves of pleasure engulfed her. Cool air assailed
the hot walls of her inner cunt. Her father had pulled out of her. A sense of emptiness
filled her mind.
“Oh, no! Please!” she moaned.
A sharp, sudden, pain snapped her eyes open. Mouth agape, face contorted, she felt his
prick push its way past the tight ring of her puckered asshole. Marsha tried to scream
but words wouldn’t come. Slowly, the slender cockhead disappeared up her ass.
“Agggggghhhh! Oh, take it out … Daddyyyy! … it’s too big!” she wailed.
She thrashed her head around and moaned loudly at the rough intrusion. Her toes curled
and her hands tore at the sheets, bunching them up. Then, miraculously, the stinging
pain began to subside. Her head drooped, and with a whoosh, a deep breath escaped her
lips.
“Oh, hot ass! I love tight ass!”
Mike Bradford’s gravely voice, choked with passion, came from another world.
“Com’on, baby! You love it! Just like your mother! She takes it all the way up … loves
cock in her ass! … Just like your mother!”
The words and the slow stroke of his cock in her ass, turned Marsha on. Her mother liked
to get fucked in the ass! And she was just like her mother! The thought excited her and
each stroke of Mike’s throbbing cock enflamed her passion and lust. Her body began to
writhe, to undulate, and her ass churned as her father finally rammed his cock all the
way in.
“Eeeeeech!” she yelped, but the pleasure of having a prick in her virgin ass was driving
the pain away. Her pussy was creaming with erotic thoughts; her mind a camera and she saw
herself being assfucked by her father. She felt totally wanton, totally perverted, and
totally loved.
*************************
Carol’s blonde cunt squished from the amount of cum- juice in it, hers and Peter’s. She
had lost count of the times her son had made her climax, but her body was sticky with the
proof of his vitality and stamina. And he was fucking her again! This time doggie-style;
his cock still hard, even after several cums, pounded her tender pussy, forcing her face
into the soft pillows with each powerful thrust.
As the night wore on, they had not made love, they made war! Foreplay and preamble were
forgotten. Carol had just wanted his big cock in her. She wanted it to stretch her; fill
her demanding body and make her wallow in the joys of her sordid pleasures. This taboo,
the breaking of this final barrier, was the most erotic thing in her lust-filled world;
his spurting cock an affirmation of her chosen way of life.
Peter must have felt the same, she thought, only he was using her body to exorcise the
years of frustrating fantasies about his sister, Marsha. He was relentless, almost
ruthless in his fucking. Carol didn’t care. Her forbidden passion and lust matched her
son’s; her need, just as powerful.

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The traffic was light and they were well on time at the club, a line already forming at the entrance.
“Looks like a good night” Cam said while she guided Josh to the personnel entrance.
She knocked on the door and a bouncer opened the door for them.
They greeted each other like old friends and when he stood waiting behind her, she said “Josh, meet my brother Ramon, best punk guitarist ever.”
They shook hands and Ramon grinned when Cam told him the story of her guitar.
A little later Josh asked Cam why she hadn’t asked her brother for his guitar and she sighed and told him that Ramon let nobody else play his Daisy, as he called his guitar, but him.
“Wanna hang out with us chicks in the dressing room?” Cam said slyly, trying to hide her glee.
“Sure, why not?” Josh answered, wondering if the other band members where as cute as the two he knew already.
Going down a small stairs, Cam led him to the dressing room.
A large walk in closet might be a better description Josh thought to himself but it was big enough for the 4 girls already present.
“Finally” was the first thing they heard when they entered.
Vanessa came towards them and took the bags Josh gave her, walking back to her seat to get dressed.
“Is this him?” a girl asked, her voice sounding not much older than fourteen, fifteen tops.
She was about the size of Cam, less developed breasts but fuller lips and a very cute face.
No way she’s eighteen Josh thought looking at her.
She was dressed for that age though, black sneakers and tube socks, fishnet pantyhose, leather skirt, Judas Priest girly singlet and her hair spiky black with bright red patches.
“Yes, it is” Vanessa said while changing “Josh, meet the band, girls meet Josh.”
The cute little girl introduced herself as Maria, proudly stating that she played the drums.
The other two stood up and looked Josh over, grinning.
The bass player, Conchita or Connie, was the first to greet him, kissing him on the check.
Grinning even more she looked at Cam and Vanessa for a second before introducing herself.
Wearing a similar outfit as Vanessa was putting on, she looked hot.
Her hair was dyed platinum blond and almost ass length in stark contrast to her dark Latino looks.
The last to introduce herself was Lisa, the keyboard player.
Also giving his a kiss on the cheek, she grinned when she moved back.
Like the others, she wore a sexy rock outfit, hers consisted of sneakers, a low cut leather jeans with laced sides and a too small bra under a tight fitting tank top.
“So, this is the infamous Josh” Lisa said and sat back, half looking at him and doing her makeup.
“Infamous?” Josh asked surprised, his sentiment echoed by Maria.
“Yeah, you are the new twitter of the town, 48 lashes and more than half a million I believe?” Lisa said and her smile grew bigger when she mentioned the lashes.
Josh looked a bit embarrassed and turned a little red asking “twitter?”
“Gossip one on one, Gail has always the best on her twitter although I heard there was a movie too” Lisa continued giving Josh a long and sultry stare.
“Seen it” Vanessa, Cam and Connie said almost at the same time before bursting out in laughter.
“Hey” Maria exclaimed when she moved past Josh to grab a drink from the fridge “who marked him already?”
Vanessa looked up surprised and then with mischievous eyes at Cam, who was smiling like a mad woman and said “me.”
“You didn’t sign him though” Maria said after inspecting Josh’s arms.
“No, I am willing to share, besides it was just a bite, not a meal yet” Cam smiled.
“You need too or the skank patrol will be all over him just to screw with you” Maria said seriously.
“Look, I am not signing before a meal okay?” Cam said as if that was the end of it.
“Relax Cam” Lisa said and threw a red leather band to Josh, Crew stamped in the leather.
“Wear this honey, it should keep the worst away.”
“Could someone explain why your metal scene is so sex focused?” Josh asked confused, tying the red leather band on his arm.
“Sex is currency here, not just this scene Josh, everywhere in town” Connie said.
“It’s who you have, had or will have sex with that determine your social standing in the circles that you move through.”
“Like Cam, who had” Connie paused looking at Cam “something with you so her standing in your circle has been upped and yours has been in ours.”
“Believe it or not, it matters to a lot of people, people who expect favors in return for a good fuck.”
Josh looked at Vanessa and finally understood what she had meant.
“You thought I was coming on to you” Josh said to Vanessa.
“Yeah, like I said, I forgot you weren’t from around here so I mistook your kindness for a booty call” Vanessa replied smiling at the memory.
“Girls, Josh is unaccustomed to how we roll so what he offers is real, not a barter” she continued looking at Cam and smiling with warmth.
She was about to say something when Ramon opened the door and said “five minutes ladies.”
Quickly finishing their makeup, the girls checked each other for the last time before heading out.
Josh stood at the door and wished them the best of luck.
Ramon looked at them head towards the stage and smiled saying to Josh “follow me Josh.”
Taking him behind the bar, close to the stage, Ramon saw the crew marker.
“Who gave you that?” he asked a bit surprised.
“Lisa, I think” Josh answered him.
Ramon shrugged and said “very well, is it protection from the skank squad or did you offer to help?”
“Protection, but if you need help, I can assist as long as I can see and hear them play.”
“Good answer Josh” Ramon grinned at him and said “one of our bartenders is in the hospital with a broken leg so we are short and it looks to be a very busy night.”
“Carlo?” Josh asked remembering Cam’s story.
“Yeah” he said surprised to Josh before realizing that Cam would have told him.
“Anyway, you are not from around here are you?”
“Nope, I am Dutch and still getting my bearings here” Josh answered while they came up to the bar.
“Okay, I am going to call you Joshua and introduce you likewise as something tells me that you are the twitter Josh Gail’s been hyping about and you don’t want that kind of attention if you expect to see anything of my sis’s playing.”
“I am and thanks Ramon” Josh said, following him behind the bar.
“Here’s a key for backstage, remember to turn it in before you leave okay?”
Josh took the key and nodded.
A few introductions and instructions later the lights dimmed and the stage lit up.
The cords to Turbo Lover started and the club moved en masse to the stage.
The girls looked awesome on stage and the sound they produced made Josh grin, reminding him of Judas Priest playing live.
The female vocals sounded weird at first but halfway the first song, it sounded perfect to Josh.
Taking orders and watching the band soon became second nature to Josh and the few language problems were solved quickly enough.
It surprised Josh to see so many women compared to the men here, being used to it being the other way around.
The amount of flirts he got compared to the other bar men made him smile.
Ramon grinned when he told him and said that it was his pale skin.
Several songs into the set, a mosh started and Josh was itching to get in.
The workload behind the bar dwindled a bit and Josh had more time to stare at Cam and the other girls.
“Who are you?” a gorgeous older Latino woman asked him, her breasts almost in his face so revealing was her bodice.
“Josh-ua” Josh almost misspoke, tearing his face from her cleavage.
“Joshua? When did I hire you? I can’t recall doing so yet you wear a crew bracelet” she continued and was about to say more when Ramon came running up.
“Hey Boss” Ramon started and explained how Josh came to stand behind the bar, leaving out the skank protection.
Her gaze turned to Josh again, friendlier this time and she introduced herself as Clair.
“Thanks for helping out Joshua” she said “I need someone to secretly protect my daughter when she goes moshing in a few moments, feel up to it Joshua?”
“No problem” Josh said “where is she?”
Clair pointed at a table where several boys and girls were sitting, all dressed to impress but none of them looked to be of legal drinking age.
“The girl with the red boots is my daughter Jenna, I just need you to protect her during the mosh, the rest she can take care of herself and yes, she and her friends are allowed alcohol, as long as I or Ramon are present, understood?”
Josh nodded and looked at the girl, she was wearing red thick soled boots coming up to her knees, a plaid skirt and a leather corset with studs, matching her bracers.
She looked hot in her clothes and her spiky short hair made her face look cute and intense.
They were still talking at the table when Clair left but as soon as she was out of sight, Jenna stood up and joined the mosh.
Quickly Josh moved from behind the bar and joined as well, searching for her face in the crowd.
The girls of the band rocked hard and were playing one of their own songs, the mosh matching their beat.
He soon found her and ran interference for her whenever needed.
She knew what she was doing, Josh was pleased to see as well as the fact that there were quite a few girls in the mosh present.
More than a few times he felt hands on his ass and cock, a different fleeting face smiling at him before disappearing in the crowd each time.
The song finished and the girls started to play blood red skies, one of the few slow songs in their repertoire.
Jenna was about to leave the dance floor when a big guy grabbed her for a slow dance.
Her face showed her dislike and Josh moved up, taking her arm and saying “Sorry, she promised me first.”
The big guy looked at Josh as if he was crazy but when another girl walked past he just let Jenna go and went after her.
“Thanks” Jenna whispered when he was far enough.
“My pleasure” Josh said and was about to walk off the floor with her when she held him back.
“I’ll take my dance now” she smiled at him, working her sex appeal.
Josh smiled back and said “you sure you want to dance with the rhythm impaired?”
“It’s a slow dance, you’ll manage” she grinned at him.
Jenna wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body close to his, giving extra attention to his groin.
Josh held her close and followed her moves, his body responding to her young and hot presence.
“What’s your name?” she whispered loud enough for Josh to pick it up.
“Josh” he answered softly, close to her ear.
“I am Jenna” she answered “you’re with the band aren’t you?”
“Yeah, how did you know?”
“The crew bracelet, I gave it to Lisa a while back for her boyfriend, before she broke up.”
“Ah I see” Josh whispered bowing his head down again.
The song was almost finished when Jenna asked “can you help me smuggle something into the dressing room for Lisa?”
“No” Josh said “but I can help you get to the dressing room so you can do it yourself.”
“Oh even better” she smiled at him.
The band was starting on a new song and the floor was quickly packed again, allowing Josh and Jenna to move past he bar to the dressing room.
Josh opened the door for Jenna and waited for her to do her thing.
When she took too long he went in only to find her smoking a joint.
“Hmm, for Lisa or you?” Josh asked and sat down next to her.
“Both” she said and pointed at another joint laying on the dresser.
“So who did you do?” she asked and took another blow.
“What do you mean?” Josh asked evasively.
“Who did you fuck to get marked, I smelled it on you, made me hot as hell” she grinned.
“See” she lifted her skirt to show a soggy red string.
“No one” Josh said looking at her wet panties “yet.”
“Really?” Jenna sat up and leaned on his knees “than it must be Cam, she was late.”
Josh remained silent and very aware of the sexuality of the young girl close to him.
“I share everything with Cam except Ramon, he’s off limits” she said in sexy voice.
“Your point?” Josh asked when one of her hands reached his by now hard cock.
“I want some of that” and she stroked the fabric of his pants over his cock.
Josh was in turmoil, she was hot but also younger than him.
“My mom knows I am sexually active Josh” she luridly said, rubbing harder.
“Okay, knock yourself out” Josh said and leaned back relaxed.
Jenna smiled and put the joint in the ashtray before sitting down on his lap.
“Are you strong enough to hold me and lick me while I suck your cock?” she whispered.
“Let’s find out” Josh whispered back to her and lifting her up, turning her around.
She let a small cry of glee escape and worked his zipper to get access to his cock.
Her skirt had fallen down and somehow she had twisted her panties to one side so he could lick her straight away.
His tongue dove in her young wet slit, finding her enlarged clit ready for him.
Her juices tasted fruity and salty at the same time and her lips were very soft and tender.
Jenna moaned softly when he started, enjoying his tongue.
Frustrated with his pants, she finally managed to free his cock, holding it with her small hands and bringing her head closer to it.
When her tongue went over his cockhead, he shuddered and held her tighter.
Pleased with the result, Jenna started to suck and jack in earnest.
Her mouth wasn’t that big enough yet but she managed to get a third of him in her and she was enjoying the sucking immensely, as was he.
Jenna suddenly stopped and cried out, coming unexpectedly and hard, her body shaking in his arms, screaming “oh yeah, fuck yeah.”
His tongue played with her slit during her orgasm and stopped licking when she said “Now let’s fuck.”
Josh turned her around again and set her down in front of him and asked “Which position?”
“From behind” she said and sat down on her knees on the chair in front of Lisa’s mirror, rearing her ass.
Cock in hand, he stood behind her, bending his knees so he could get in her.
When she felt his cockhead against her cunt, she started to push back, getting him in her quicker saying “I want it so bad, do it Josh, push it in my tight little teenage cunt.”
Pushing hard, Josh was worried that he might be too big for her, her cunt feeling warm and wet but also extremely tight.
He moved slowly, pulling her hips towards him and pushing his forward.
It almost hurt, so tight was she and then he found out why, she was still a virgin.
“You lied to me” Josh said to her, his cock at her hymen.
“No I didn’t, I am sexually active but I never gave my cherry away, just my mouth and ass.”
“Why me?”Josh asked surprised.
“You aren’t that much older than me and being marked meant you are experienced, I wanted to lose my cherry to someone my age and with skills to make me like it, now plow through and make me come hard again” she almost begged, looking at his face reflected in the mirror.
“Hmm, okay then” Josh said “but you might have told me.”
“You might have said no” she countered smiling in the mirror.
“True, now this will hurt a bit and I won’t stop, riding you quickly past the pain and into your pleasure okay?”
Jenna nodded and blew a kiss to his mirror image.
Moving a few times in and out to widen her entrance a bit, Josh pushed through her hymen in one go, making her cry out and then started to fuck her for real.
One tear escaped before she started to feel wonderful, his cock filling her up and giving her the most exquisite sensations in her cunt.
Her breath became ragged quickly and she encouraged him to fuck her hard.
Her cunt felt like a size too small for Josh at first but once he got going, her tightness was very arousing.
Increasing speed and force, he fucked Jenna as hard as he had fucked anyone before and still she wanted more.
When he started to ram her cervix, she turned red and almost screamed out her orgasm.
Gasping she had her best orgasm yet and Josh didn’t let up, the fire in her cunt spreading to her entire body, his cock giving her the best time ever.
Her cunt was even tighter when she came and Josh really plowed hard into it, his orgasm getting closer each time.
“Oh fuck” Jenna moaned coming for a third time in a row “no more, I can’t come again.”
“I am almost there” Josh panted back at her.
“Come on my face, in my mouth, quickly” Jenna moaned.
Getting very close, Josh pulled out his cock with a wet pop and stood back.
Jenna sat down on the chair and sucked wildly on his cock, her face red and lustful, she almost was out of control, feeling so horny and still riding her orgasms.
His balls tensing, he came gasping loudly in her mouth, his cum shooting deep in her throat, his hands pushing her even deeper on his cock.
Jenna was so aroused, she didn’t care that he was rough, she just kept on sucking and swallowing all he gave her.
Spend, he relaxed his hold on her head but she continued to suck him, trying to keep his cock in as deep as she could, her spit drooling down her chin.
Josh gently tried to pull his cock out of her mouth but she wouldn’t have anything of it.
Jacking and sucking like mad, she needed his cock, she wanted more of his cum.
Getting so sensitive it almost hurt he forced his cock out of her mouth.
“No, no” she cried “I want more, fuck my face, come on, take me, fuck me please.”
Josh pulled her protesting body up and kissed her full on the mouth, forcing his tongue between her lips.
Her surprise didn’t last long and she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back.
With his hands beneath her butt she hung against him, giving Josh a few moments to regain some of his stamina down below.
“How much more do you want?” Josh asked between tongue battles.
“One hole left” she grinned “but come in my mouth again please.”
The extreme sensitivity had ebbed away and Josh broke their kiss and sat her down again.
Jenna immediately went back to her first position, raising her ass for his cock.
Her ass just as wet as her cunt, Josh had less problems getting his cock in.
Within seconds they had established a nice rhythm and their panting echoed of the walls.
She relaxed more and Josh kept a nice speed, their eyes locking through the mirror.
“Not a word to anyone okay?” she breathed heavily at his mirror image.
“Sure, but why not?” Josh replied wondering why she had asked.
“Oh fuck” she moaned before she answered “I don’t feel like sharing with my friends tonight.”
“The ones at the table?” he asked.
“Yeah, we all get dibs on partners but with Cam marking you, I am taking a risk with our friendship so please, just between us.”
“Fine by me, you have my word and eh, you might want to get ready, I am close.”
Jenna scooted away as soon as he removed his cock from her warm asshole and sat in front of him again.
Jacking him more slowly this time she said “I so love the taste of cum.”
Bringing her mouth to his cock, Josh came and filled her small mouth again, shooting it full of his cum, her face alight with pleasure.
When she finished sucking the last bit of cum out of his cock she packed his cock away and zippered him up again.
“Thanks Josh” Jenna said, her sweaty body aglow with delight “for a wonderful experience.”
“You are welcome and I am very happy to have shared it with you.” Josh grinned at her.
They quickly made their way back to the stage and managed to sneak back onto the dance floor without being spotted by her mom or the band.
One and a half song later, the first set was finished and under loud applause the band left the stage.
Josh escorted Jenna back to her table under the stares of her companions who questioned her as soon as Josh left.
Grinning he looked back at the table and went back to the bar where Ramon was waiting with a tray of cold beer for the girls in their dressing room.
“Clair told me to thank you in case she missed you and could you pop over to Cam and the rest to give this?” Ramon quickly spoke, the bar suddenly very busy with the band gone.
“No problem and thanks” Josh said, taking the tray and carrying it over to the dressing room.
He had to knock twice before the door was opened and Maria peered past the door.
“Oh, come on in stranger bearing gifts” she grinned when she saw the tray.
“Refreshments” Josh almost yelled.
The girls were talking and laughing so loud his voice nearly drowned in the noise.
Maria tossed bottles to each of the now silent ladies before grabbing one for herself.
The sounds of beer bottles opening suddenly sounding loud in the silence
They all looked at him expectantly and Josh felt a flush coming up.
“What?” he asked coy before saying with a smile “there are no words for the sheer awesomeness of the performance I had the honor of attending just now.”
“So, you liked it” Cam asked to make sure.
“Liked it? Loved it, especially the vocal battles in your own songs, you girls should really make a demo” Josh said before cheering drowned his further comments out.
The girls congratulated themselves and Maria hugged him tightly saying “you are our rabbit’s foot Josh, we never played this good before, like ever never.”
“She screamed alright Josh, this lady has a beautiful voice” Cam said holding up his guitar.
“I am quite sure it was you and your fast finger work that made her scream in the ecstasy that she did” Josh grinned wickedly at her.
“Did you just …?” Cam started before bursting out in laughter, soon to be followed by the others.
“Naughty” Vanessa said, her face red from laughing.
Josh took a bow and said “that’s my middle name.”
“Anyway” Vanessa said “we are saving for a demo.”
“What does it take to make a demo?” Josh wondered out loud.
“A studio with recording equipment dummy” Maria answered with a grin.
“The better the studio the higher the cost, nights being cheaper but still around a thousand an hour for a reasonable one” Lisa piped in.
“So basically you need a good space and recording gear?” Josh asked an idea forming in his mind.
“That’s basically it yeah” Cam said “what are you thinking?”
“Well, I have a Cakewalk recording kit and an empty garage” Josh said thinking.
The girls all looked at him as if they saw water burn before they burst out in chatter.
Maria pushed him towards the door and said “wait outside please Josh.”
A few minutes later the door opened again and Maria beckoned him in.
Closing the door behind him he saw five serious faces staring at him.
Cam stood up and said “We cannot accept Josh, for us to accept an offer like that would mean that we’d lose all street cred, people would think that we screwed you to get a demo, we have been very careful not to let that soil our reputations.”
“Hmm, I can understand that but what if there was a producer in the crowd making the same offer?” Josh asked.
“Then he would be a business partner, investing and betting on a payday with a new group.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning that we’d have a contract and money to make a demo, with the producer getting a cut from the profits should we get picked up by a record label or if he has one, a percentage of the sales, usually a high percentage” Cam finished.
“That would secure your reputation and get you a demo?” Josh asked to make sure.
“Yeah” they answered.
“Wouldn’t they think you’d screwed him too or is it the contract that does it?” Josh asked finally.
“The contract” Cam said “although some will still think we fucked our way up.”
“Okay, what if one of you managed to arrange a space through her work?”
“That would be different, you don’t screw around your workplace but” Vanessa said “my job wouldn’t give me the cloud to do so, not for outsiders anyway.”
“Well, how good are you at secretarial work?” Josh grinned.
“Good, I have done a course or two” she answered slowly.
“It so happens that my dad hasn’t appointed a new head house hold yet nor a home p.a.” Josh said getting his phone out.
“Interested?” he asked Vanessa.
“What is the pay?” she answered, thinking it over.
“No idea but more than you make now” Josh replied and called his dad.
A few moments later Josh handed the phone to Vanessa.
She talked for a few minutes before her head turned red and she said “I’d be happy to.”
Josh took the phone back and finished the conversation with his dad, smiling.
“You tell them” Josh said to her, her face looking amazed and pleased.
“I got the job as head household and p.a., although the last one is for six months or so but till then I get double pay which is more that I make in half a year in just a month.”
She screamed her joy and ran over to hug Josh.
Josh hugged her back and congratulated her on her promotion.
“That’s settled then right?” Josh asked “Vanessa will arrange for the space and the equipment.”
“Yeah and her rep is safe working for a man” Cam joked.
“She was promoted on her excellent curriculum by my father who spotted her in the house where she was temping so no way that people can point to me” Josh smiled at the almost tearful Vanessa.
The girls all congratulated her and group hugged them both.
“You are a sneaky and savvy guy Josh, just the way I like ‘m” Cam grinned and her smile promised a lot more fun later tonight.
The conversation drifted back to more practical matters, like how the garage would need to be refurbished when Ramon knocked, warning them for their second set.
Josh took his leave and could hear the cries of joy through the door when he walked back to the bar.
The second set went even better than the first and Ramon noted that the girls played with extra passion tonight.
Josh helped out behind the bar during the second set and enjoyed the flirting game with the female customers, not noticing when the set had ended, so busy the bar was.
“You almost look like you belong” Cam said, sneaking up on him from behind.
Startled Josh turned around and smiled “you almost sounded like a stadium band.”
She laughed and looked pleased with the compliment.
“So, you ready to go?” she continued, having changed back to her regular clothing.
“In a sec” he said and went to Ramon.
Ramon waved at Cam and gave a thumbs up for her performance.
“Done” Josh said and followed her back out to her car.
The others stood waiting on the private parking lot next to their respective vehicles.
“So Josh” Vanessa started “I’ve explaining to the girls that you truly are a guy who offers without expecting anything in return, something I had a hard time with as well and now we are a little unsure how to thank you for everything you have done for me and us.”
“Become a success, sell millions of records, become my neighbors and invite me to the cool parties, how does that sound?” Josh replied with a big grin.
The girls grinned at his answer and Vanessa was about to say more when Josh interrupted and said “look, I understand it’s a cultural thing but if a little effort from me can make a world of difference for you, don’t sweat the rewards or whatever, I mean, what are friends for right?”
“I had a great night, met wonderful people and got backstage, what more could a kid, fresh in town wish for?” Josh finished.
Vanessa and the others looked at each other before turning their gaze back on him.
“We’ll think of something then” Lisa said and her smile promised something naughty.
“Cam, you meant what you said earlier? About sharing?” Lisa continued.
”Yeah” Cam said slowly.
Lisa walked towards Josh and when she was nearly upon him, she stopped.
Inhaling deeply, she smelled him, getting a sense of his own scent and that of Cam.
“Girls, I am going to take Cam up on her offer, no barter no reward.”
“Me too” Maria said and came to stand next to Cam.
Vanessa was about to say something when Connie spoke “let’s make it a party then.”
Surprised, Vanessa looked almost hurt at Connie who was grinning.
“But not tonight, how does Wednesday sound as we all have Thursday of?”
“I have just the spot then” Josh said “that morning the barbeque is getting installed at the pool, what do you girls say?”
“Depends” Cam said poking him “does your pool have a pool house?”
“I think so” Josh said unsure.
The girls all looked at each other and nodded, Vanessa quietly whispering with Connie.
“We’ll take care of the meat Josh, you supply the drinks okay?” Lisa said smiling.
“Sure” Josh said and all the girls grinned at some private joke.
After some more hugging and kissing they parted ways, Josh riding with Cam.
His second ride home went just as smoothly as the first and when they drove up the driveway, Cam parked it in front of the house.
“Tell me, have you ever made out in a car?” Cam said looking at him.
“Can’t say that I have” Josh answered with a grin.
“Let’s do that first before heading towards your room then, I like it when my small size is a benefit” she smirked and moved closer to him.
She sat down in his lap, facing him and removed her shirt, showing her bare breasts.
Josh had his hands around her waist and started kissing her, first on the mouth then in her neck.
Her moans sounded extra loud in the car and Josh felt his cock getting ready for action.
“Oh yeah” Cam whispered when she felt him rise and quickly undid his belt and pants.
Breaking the kiss, she slid back between his legs and released his cock from his boxers.
Spreading his legs as far as he could, Cam sat up and stared to lick the pre cum from his cock.
A shudder went though his body as her tongue teased him, his cock twitching and his breath fast.
“Oh, you almost react as if you like it Josh” Cam teased as she held his cock near her face.
“I do, oh god I do” Josh gasped as she took him in her mouth, making his cock wet all over.
“Good” she said pleased and rubbed his cock against her face, licking it when she could.
“I love to play with cocks” she whispered before taking him in her mouth again.
Josh was about to say something when he saw a curtain move.
Backlit by the lights in the room, he could make out the shape of Angela in a robe holding a drink.
He threw his head back when Cam went deep on him, a loud moan let her know his joy.
Looking back at the window he saw that Angela had undone her robe and was playing with her breasts, looking straight at him.
She knew what was happening in the car he thought and was aroused by it.
Cam stopped her assault on his cock and came up a bit smiling.
“You have one of the best cocks to suck I ever had the pleasure of” she grinned at him.
“Tonight it’s all yours dear” Josh said at the smiling face between his legs.
“Yeah it is” Cam replied “but now I need a hole filled badly, I have been thinking of you in me all night and now I really want It bad.”
She undid her pants and moved out of them, sitting back in his lap, his cock against her belly.
He felt her naked body against him, the heat and scent of her comforting and arousing.
Rising up she sat down again, this time with his cock deep in her, her warm fluids slowly soaking his pants.
“Oh yeah, this is what I am talking about” Cam softly said as she started to ride him.
His hands free, he explored her entire upper body, giving special attention to her breasts.
Moaning louder when he caressed her breasts, she rode her pelvic bone hard against his.
The feeling of his cock entering and exiting her warm cunt while her juices ran down his shaft was extremely delightful, the easy with which he moved in her, the lack of real friction, it was like being teased while fucking.
Her mind had been on this the entire concert and now he was in her he didn’t disappoint, she felt the heat build in her cunt, her clit pounding with all her might against him and her orgasm rushing towards her.
Cam hung her head back, her arms around his neck and howled when her orgasm enveloped her, her cunt sending all possible pleasures to her head, clasping tightly on his cock, riding him to extend her continuing climax.
The air in the car became saturated with the scent of their sweat and sex, like a warm blanket of pure ecstasy urging them on.
“Oh fuck” Cam panted “one sec Josh, I just need a moment.”
Comfortable with her in his lap, his cock in her cunt, Josh didn’t object.
He licked sweat from her face, tasting her oily skin before kissing her in the neck again.
“I’m so glad you are the lasting kind” she smiled when she held his head buried in her neck.
Meanwhile Angela had watched the two steam up the windows and when she could see no more had retreated to her room, firing up her laptop and started to write down her fantasy with him, all the while working herself to an orgasm.
Cam was enjoying his tender kisses in her slim neckline and thanked Vanessa silently for bringing him to the store.
He’s truly wonderful, makes no demands, is eager to please and a good lover, what more could she want?
“You are so easy to love, you know that?” she whispered to him.
“A girl could find her wanting nothing more than to be held by your arms, to see you look at her with a sense of belonging and a raw need” she continued even more softly.
The last thing Josh heart was something Spanish beneath her breath before she kissed him gently on his shoulder and held him tight.
“Are you alright?” Josh asked her quietly.
“I am feeling wonderful Josh, just a bit emotional” Cam whispered back.
“Would you prefer to continue in my room?”
Smiling she held him tighter thinking that even now, with his cock deep in her without a release for himself, her well being was more important for him than his.
All the men she had known, none had ever placed her needs above his and certainly no one had ever treated her like an equal, made her feel special as Josh had done in the few hours he knew her.
With a renewed sense of confidence she sat up and slowly started to grind her hips, fucking Josh with just the forward and backward movements of her hips.
“No need Josh” she said and looked him straight in the eyes “you are all I need right now.”
She kissed him tenderly, her lips softly upon his.
Her tongue caressed his and danced an tender dance in his mouth.
Holding the kiss as gentle and tender as she could, she twisted her hips to increase the motion she was making on his cock.
Slowly they build towards their climax, sweat running down their bodies and their minds focused on each other.
Josh felt so at easy with her, her body flowing against him as if made for just that purpose.
The smiles she flashed him passed through his mind, her incredible sexy figure rocking on his guitar and now riding his cock, the happiness it gave him only led to one conclusion for Josh, he was slowly falling in love with her.
As soon as he realized that, he came hard, so hard it almost hurt and he cried out in joy.
Cam was so close that when Josh reacted so intensely to his orgasm, she broke as well.
Tears flowed down their faces as they fucked each other harder during their mutual climax.
Not a single word left their lips, they just looked at each other and felt the need.
Moments later, both spend from their high, they held each other closely.
Josh was the first to break the silence and whispered softly “my goddess, I worship thee.”
“Josh” Cam hoarsely whispered “I think I am falling in love.”
“Me too” he answered and held her close.
They held their embrace for another fifteen minutes before making their way to Josh’s room, emotions running rampant and thick on their mood.
Josh turned on his bedside light and undressed, watching Cam do the same.
Their bodies wet with sweat and the remains of their previous love making session, Josh slowly walked towards her and lifted her up, carrying her into his bathroom.
Running the bath for the first time, it took Josh a few moments to get the temperature right.
They sat together in the warm water, Cam nestled between his legs, resting against his chest.
For a while they just enjoyed their togetherness, playing with the bubbles.
He gently kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer to him saying “I meant it you know.”
“I know, so did I” Cam replied softly.
“You should know that I am not monogamous at the moment, nor will I be in the near future.”
“I know” she said “and I can live with that, just be honest about it.”
“I will, you have my word” Josh said, kissing her again.
“Are they your lovers?” she asked with a hint of humor.
“More like friends with benefits” Josh smiled “but it differs from one to another.”
“I care for them and I think I might actually love them but it’s different from what I feel for you.”
“I don’t mind sharing” Cam said “as you’ll see Wednesday but I do want to know about it okay?”
“Okay” Josh replied, basking in the wonderful feeling he felt holding her close.
A few minutes passed before Cam spoke again “Who won you anyway at that auction?”
“I have no idea” Josh smiled “I suppose Rose will tell me soon enough.”
“Rose?”
“Mistress Rose from the auction” Josh answered her question.
“Ah I think I have heard of her before, I am not familiar with that scene but Lisa is, she may have mentioned her before.”
“She’s is going to be my tutor for that scene and general love making” Josh told her.
“Really, well I don’t do bondage, too much alpha for that but to have you trained to become an even better lover, I can dig that” Cam smiled and sat up turning around to face him.
“That will mean lots of practice then won’t it?” she grinned and splashed some water to him.
“Indeed it will, lots of homework” he smiled back at her.
“Speaking of which” Josh said a bit more serious “I never had a girlfriend before so I am a bit in the dark of what’s expected of me.”
“Right, as if I am going to believe that” Cam laughed “a catch like you? Lonely? I think not.”
“It’s true, I had a lover back home but never a girlfriend” Josh replied blushing.
“You’re not kidding” Cam said surprised looking at his face turning red.
“In that case, I shall tutor you in the art of going steady” she giggled.
“So let’s start with the basic question first, you want to be my boyfriend Josh?” she smiled naughty at him.
“Yeah I do” Josh answered.
“Good, I’d love to be your girlfriend” she said “even with the sharing.”
“Will you make passionate love to me as often as you can and will I be foremost on your mind when we are not together?”
Josh nodded as Cam went into conversation overdrive, moving like a predator towards him.
“Will you show me a good time, spend time on me, be there for me when I need you and expect the same from me?”
Josh nodded again, her face almost touching his.
“Will you love me, hold me and care for me just as I will for you?”
She kissed him softly on his lips, wrapping her arms around him.
“I shall” Josh whispered.
“Then you know what it is to be a boyfriend Josh” she grinned holding him.
“Oh I forgot” she smiled wickedly “and lavish me with gifts and presents?”
“As long as you know that it is not a trade, I shall” Josh smiled back.
“Good answer” Cam said and kissed him deeply.
A little later they sat down on his bed, dried and naked.
She is so beautiful Josh thought as he played with her damp hair.
Catching his warm look Cam asked what he was thinking.
“I was thinking that I am the luckiest man alive right now” Josh answered.
“How’s that?” cam asked impishly.
“I keep meeting wonderful women and then there is you, the way you make me feel” he paused for a moment to kiss her shoulder “I wish I could stay in this moment forever.”
“So do I” Cam said and pushed him gently back on the bed and lay beside him.
Her hand gently caressed his side and arm, her eyes on his face.
“Tell me what happened at that party, the one you were auctioned, in full lurid detail” she asked.
Josh did as requested and told her the entire story, leaving almost nothing out.
When he was finished Cam almost came, her fingers had wandered off to play with herself as Josh told his tale.
“That was incredible” Cam whispered hotly “and you still fell in love with me?”
“I did” Josh said gently “there is something about you that defies explaining.”
“In the car” he continued “there was a moment of such clarity and overwhelming joy that I knew we belonged together, I can’t explain it but never before have I been so sure of something.”
“I know” Cam said “I felt it too, I never have fallen for a guy as I did for you, almost from the moment we met, it’s crazy isn’t it?”
“Crazy perhaps, but wonderful for sure” Josh answered and pulled her closer.
His hand found its way to her hand working her clit and he assisted until she gasped and came.
Josh spread her legs and moved between them, his hard cock near her entrance.
She lazily opened her eyes and smiled at him warmly.
Ever so slowly he entered her and when he was in as deep as he could, he lay down on top of her, resting on his elbows.
Kissing her softly he felt her arms and legs wrap around him, her eyes only for him.
With a slow pace he started to fuck her, not trusting hard, only pressing down when their pubic bones met.
Every glance and gasp was shared, their eyes locked on each other.
For half an hour Josh and Cam kept it up until Josh whispered “I love you.”
Cam smiled and cried, feeling his love for her and held him as tightly as she could.
Already close, Josh came when she clamped down on him, her cunt gripping his cock tightly.
His orgasm triggered Cam’s and together they came, moaning and laughing softly.
They lay still for a while, Josh still deep in her, enjoying their moment.
“Josh” Cam whispered “I am ready for round two, if you are.”
“The same way?” Josh asked, nibbling on her ear.
“No” she breathed heavily “I want to be on top this time.”
Reversing their positions in a roll, Josh stayed buried in her even when she pulled her knees up.
Sitting on his cock now, Cam placed her hands on his chest and smiled at him.
“I love it when your cock is so deep in me, but” she grinned “I love it even more that you stay hard and ready to go again so soon.”
Josh licked his lips and reached for her breasts as she started to ride him.
First only up and down but soon she started to twist her hips and rode him in every direction.
His hands played with her lush C cup breasts, teasing her nipples and when able, lick and suck them.
Cam soon felt her climax approach and increased the speed and force with which she rode him.
“I am so close” she whispered “come with me Josh, come with me.”
Josh was nearing his orgasm like Cam, their bodies almost in sync.
“Oh fuck” Cam exclaimed and came hard, still riding his cock for all she was worth.
A few seconds later Josh followed her example and shot his cum in her.
She felt his cock pulse and release its cum in her, causing a small after orgasm.
When his cock stopped shooting, so did she stop riding it.
Sitting straight on top of him she looked at his face, sweaty and happy.
Cam couldn’t remember any time happier than she felt now, the warm glow inside her and the way he looked at her, full of love and tenderness made her tear up again.
“Are those tears of joy?” Josh asked when he saw her happy face tearing up.
“Yeah, I’ve never been happier or content than I feel now” Cam answered and slid down into his arms, holding him where she could.
“Same here my love, same here” Josh whispered.
Exhausted from the long day, Cam felt safe and happy, falling asleep on top of him.
Josh gently rolled her of him, his cock slipping out of her and took her in his arms.
Soon both were deep asleep, cuddled together in a lovers embrace.

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I would never have believed that a stop at a rest area would have had the effects on my life that happened just a few short years ago.
I had done this a few times knowing that many times the rest areas would have other men looking for a young man who wanted to have his cock sucked quickly. This time I met a man by the name of Bud. Bud was a friendly guy and instead asked me if I would like to have a quick drink with him at his home nearby. There was nowhere I had to be and I was just beginning a two week vacation. I was a little tentative but his friendly ways and knowing he was quite a bit older than me I allowed him to talk me into it.
I followed him to his rather large home in the way back in a wooded. It was fairly well hidden with a long driveway and I noted it was an big expensive looking home. He pulled into his garage and I left my car in the driveway near the door. His house was beautiful and I could tell immediately that Bud was very well off. We went into the living room and I commented on how beautiful his home was and how nicely it was decorated. Bud told me that he was an interior decorator and his business did fairly well. He asked my name and I was tempted to make one up but decided to use my real name, Tim.
Bud complemented me on how beautiful I was. I was not sure what to say but thanked him very much for the compliment. I had never been called that before. After a little small talk, he asked if I had family in the area. I explained that I was on my own and my family was pretty much on the other side of the country. I did not talk with them very much. Bud smiled and said he understood and that he was an only child and his parents had passed on several years ago. He offered me a drink and I asked if he had any scotch. If so I could sure use a scotch and water. It was pretty strong but I could tell it was a very good brand. After a few sips, Bud started asking some more pointed questions. I could not resist and answered every question without thinking. He asked about my sexual habits and I told him that I had been with a couple of other men, but only to have my cock sucked and my ass eaten. I had never sucked cock. He asked if I had any interest in cross dressing. I could not resist and told him that I really liked wearing silk and satin panties and garters with thigh highs. He smiled at that and asked if I would like to dress up for him. I giggled and said maybe sometime. he asked about any fantasies that I might have and I could not resist telling him I had always wondered why it would be like to be made to have sex while dressed up as a little slut.I was beginning to feel even more light headed and I think whatever drug he had put in my drink made me pass out completely.
I awoke in a big beautiful bedroom with mirrors on the walls and ceiling. I tried to move my arms but found they had soft handcuffs on them. I tried to move my legs and they were cuffed t the bed as well. I looked at the mirror on the ceiling and saw a beautiful hot girl laying where I was. A tight blouse with smaller tits, short skirt hiked up slightly showing the tops of nylons and garter snaps. I felt the shoes on my feet and the mirror showed they were sexy black heels. Hearing me stir, the door opened and Bud walked in with a robe tied about the waist. I demanded to know what was going on, what had he done to me. Bud sat down on the bed next to me and put his hand on my leg. It felt electric. Bud told me he had given me a sedative because I looked nervous and I had fallen asleep. I had told him some of my deeper secrets including that I liked being dressed as a woman and sometimes wished I were a woman. I was a little embarrassed but he told me not to be as he rubbed his hands up and down my stocking leg. He began to tell me what he did to help make a dream come true for me. When I passed out, he had taken my clothes off and completely shaved my arms, chest, pubic area and legs. He had carried me up to this guest room and dressed me in a garter belt, black silk stockings, a short hot little skirt. A bra with large silicon breasts built in and this tight blouse. He had applied light makeup and this wig. He knew I had never been treated as a woman and wanted to grant my wish but did not know how I would react when I woke up, so he had used these soft bondage handcuffs to see if I would cooperate. I was upset and told him so. As he stood up he removed the tie around his waist and removed his robe. He was a tall man, probably 6’2″ and his hard cock must have been at least 8 inches. He climbed onto the bed and his cock was about three inches from my face. I will start you out by teaching you to suck a man’s cock. I protested and turned my head but he grabbed my head and pushed his cock against my soft lips. You have nowhere to go and you will suck my cock before I let you go, he said. I knew I had always wanted to try it and relented. With a smile on his face I opened my mouth and took in the smooth head of his beautiful cock. I was surprised, it tasted good. He slowly began to fuck my mouth, pushing in a litle more each time until he was pressing against the back of my throat. I started to gag and he explained that if I breathe through my nose it will make it easier. He kept pulling his cock part way out and pushing it all the way in. I was beginning to really like it and started sucking hard. He was running his hands all over my body and I was really getting excited. Suddenly he pushed his cock all the way into my mouth and I felt it grow even larger as he moaned and I felt his hot cum splashing against the back of my throat. I tasted it only as he gradually began to pull it out and I kept sucking it, wanting more. I was panting as he kept running his hands over me and they settled between my legs. His finger pushed aside my panties and I felt it enter my tight little back pussy. I gasped as his finger entered me up to the knuckle. Bud smiled down at me and told me I really was a bit of a slut. “can you untie me know?”, I asked. “Not yet”, he said, ” I want to show you more of the pleasures of being a woman.” He told me I was so hot and I could see his soft cock stirring again. “Oh no”, I pleaded, “Not that!” Without a word, Bud pulled out a bottle of lube and smeared it all over his cock. He positioned himself between my legs and lifted my ass up as he put a pillow under my hips. He moved my panties aside so he could access my little girl pussy, as he called it and I felt the tip of his hard cock at my tight little back pussy entrance. “They say that you always remember the man that took your cherry”, he said as he pushed the large smooth head of his hard cock gradually into me. It hurt at first and I begged him to stop. When the smooth head popped into me I screamed in pain. He stopped for a minute and then pushed in a little more. He withdrew slightly then pushed in a couple more inches. The pain was subsiding and it was beginning to feel really good. He smiled as he pushed all the way in and I could feel his balls against my ass. He was buried all the way to the hilt impaling me on his hard cock. “How does daddy’s little girl like daddy’s hard cock in her little girl pussy?”, he asked. I couldn’t answer but I started moaning with the extreme pleasure I felt building up. It started feeling so good I found myself pushing my hips up to meet his every thrust. I had never felt anything like this and my own little cock was ready to explode. He leaned over me and planted his mouth on mine. Kissing me hard and thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I began sucking on his tongue and returning his hot kisses. One more hard thrust, deep in my little girl pussy and I felt his cock grow even larger. As I felt his big cock become larger, he grunted and I could feel his throbbing cock begin pumping hot cum deep inside of me. I climaxed extremely hard and felt myself soaking my panties with my own cum. I screamed with delight and decided to play his game. “Oh daddy, I am cumminnnggggg! You are fantastic daddy, I want you to fuck me again!”, I yelled. He smiled as he collapsed on top of me with his huge cock still buried in me. He had cum so hard in me that I could feel his hot juices leaking out of my ‘little girl pussy’ around his cock. I threw my arms around him as he planted another hot deep kiss on my soft lips. I looked in the mirror on the side wall and felt that Bud had indeed done me a great service by making me his woman. I felt so hot and spent. I had never orgasmed like that before. I felt his spent cock gradually soften and begin to pull out of my used back pussy and finally pulled out with a pop. Bud got up and asked me if I still needed the cuffs. I told jim that I thought they were really kinky and added to the experience but he would not need them any more to use his ‘little girl’. He told me to get up and clean myself up a bit. In the bathroom I would find a change of clothes and to come back out when down. He wanted to talk to me about something important. Walking not the bathroom in heels was a bit awkward but I managed. He told me to change but to leave on my heels, hose, garter and bra. In the bathroom I looked in the mirror and had to admit the look was really hot. I had to stare at my sexy self in the mirror not believing it was my reflection. Bud called out to me, teasing me not to play with that hot little girl in there but to hurry and come back out to him. I removed my blouse and skirt. I removed the sticky panties and using a washcloth cleaned myself up. I could not help marveling at how hot my shaved legs and pubic area looked. I noticed he had even shaved me under my arms. On the counter was a hot little red nightie with red silk panties. I put them on and my cock immediately stood at attention. Looking back at me from the mirror was a girl that I would have loved to have been with. Beginning to get the hang of walking in these heels, I walked back into the bedroom to see Bud laying on his side completely naked. When he saw me he smiled and I could see his large thick cock liked what it saw. He asked me to sit on the bed next to him. “I want to call you Jennifer if you don’t mind”, he smiled. “You can call me anything you want”, I said. “You have shown me pleasures that I never believed were possible”, I smiled. “I have a proposition for you. I would like to offer you the opportunity to live as Jennifer full time.”, he said. “I will make it worth your while by offering you a contract that will guarantee you 1 million dollars over 3 years if you will think agree to do as I ask”, he said with a wicked smile on his face. I was so surprised that I just sat there with my mouth open. “If you keep that mouth open without answering me, I have something here that I will be happy to fill it with” he teased.
Daddy was not anywhere near finished with me.
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