All characters and events in this story are completely fictional of my own creation. Any similarity to real events or people is purely coincidence. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I am not a professional nor even an amateur writer. Please remember this when reading. Positive comments about storyline are welcome.
This is my first story if its rated well I might do another point of veiw
After ‘The Beginnings Pt 1 & 2 I’ve decided you’ve had enough without boring you too much. This story is one of my fond memories after I first re-opened my practice as I guess you would say a massage ”specialist rather than ‘therapist’ It’s been a couple of years since my office days in the manufacturing plant, and the masage business was going quite well.
At least that one is resolved…
A story about a normal man and his unexpected exploration of the taboo world of bestiality.
Thursday Evening Telling Debbie I Watched her Fuck Thursday Evening Plotting How Danny Fucks Debbie
I’m a “straight” girl. As in, I’d never date another girl, but I got off on lesbian porn, and have a tendency to fantasize about other girls and whatever.
I knew I could pull the bi and lesbian girls in school if I wanted to- not to brag, but I don’t look to bad. Tan skin, 48D’s, black hair, brown eyes. I don’t think I’m too attractive, but plenty of my classmates do.
I go to an all girls boarding school in California. My parents finally sent me after I’d begged to go the year before. They’re still living back home in West Virginia. So I was a free girl.
Mind you, I’m not one of those preppy whores. I don’t like pink, I rarely wear makeup, I don’t want a cell phone, and I’m still a virgin.
I do, however, like to dress like a whore. But pretty much all the girls at school do. I look like a Christian school girl compared to some of the other girls- some of my friends.
School uniform requires a black skirt, white top, and black shoes. There’s no other regulations as long as you’ve go your “private parts” covered. So, like most of the other girls, I take advantage of that situation.
My wardrobe consists of white button down shirts black skirts and black shoes, just like I’m supposed to. Because I’m a “good girl.” Yeah right.
My shirts are see-through white. I only button up the two buttons on my shirt that are on my chest, leaving my pierced naval and stomach exposed. Maximum cleavage. I wear bright colored bras with cool designs on them. My skirts are all fairly short and if I bend over you can see my panties that match my bras.
How I dress is nothing compared to my best friend Sonya though. She wears no bra- perky 38C’s, but what she lacks in chest, she makes up in ass – and only one button done up over her tits. Wrapping a ribbon around her waist one time would make a more chaste skirt for her compared to what she normally wears. She wears black high heels- stilettos in fact. Her hair is always tied up in a messy bun that always makes her look like she like got done with the hottest fuck of her life.
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Sonya and I always meet up after our last class to walk back to our dorm- did I mention we’re roommates? After class we always slip on our bathing suits and head for the pool. Sonya picks up a new girl nearly every week- FYI, she’s lesbian. “Straight curious” she calls herself, only because when she’s horny and no girls will give she goes into the teacher’s lounge (all male staff) and fucks the nearest teacher.
Sonya’s bathing suit was even less modest than her uniform, leaving nothing, right down to her areoles, to the imagination. Each would-be cup was actually just a little diamond of thin material that covered her nipples. The bottom was a bigger diamond that covered her shaved pussy. It connected to the back with a thin string that went up her ass. Nothing to cover her ass.
“Still friends with benefits on Janie?” I asked her as we walked to the pool. I glanced down at her tits- rock hard nipples.
She rolled her eyes. “Yes, and-” she grabbed my face with one hand “- if you want, we can give it a try.” She let go of my face and winked. Obviously, I needed to be more discreet about checking her out.
It was my turn to roll my eyes. “I don’t go that way, no matter how bad you wish.” I playfully grabbed her head and put her face to my chest. “It’ll be alright, Sonya,” I teased in a fake sad voice. “One day you’ll find someone as sexy as me who’ll give you the hottest fuck of your life.”
She laughed and bit my right tit, making me let her go. “Delicious,” she laughed.
I stuck my tongue out at her.
“Is that an offer?”
I flipped her the bird before I flipped my hair dramatically and walked away like the prissy girls do on those cheesy old movies.
She picked up her step to keep up with me and two seconds later we were laughing at our dumb jokes.
Sonya didn’t even go swimming today, she sat on Janie’s lap and they made out for the two hours I was swimming in the pool.
We went straight from the pool to dinner, not caring about dressing in street clothes. After dinner we went back to our dorm to relax.
“Hey, Rissy, I-” Sonya began.
“Ah, c’mon Sonya, don’t call me that. I hate that nickname.”
“Fine, Marissa.” She stuck her tongue out at me. “You know how I was kissing Janie at the pool today?”
“I could here your lips smacking against each other under water,” I commented, snickering.
“Well, that left me a little-” she blushed “- excited. Do you mind if I…?”
I rolled my eyes. “You know I don’t care. I mean, c’mon, Sonya. I didn’t object at all when you let CeeCee eat you on my bed- while I was in the room.”
She laughed. “That girl had a long ass tongue.”
I laughed with her. “I got stuff to do on the computer anyways.”
“Porn again?” she asked, giving me an innocent face.
“None of your business.”
She stuck her tongue out at me. “Lesbian porn?”
“So?” I didn’t look up, my face got a little hot. I opened my laptop and turned it on.
“I don’t get why you’ll watch girls you don’t know fuck but you won’t even let me touch you.”
I ignored her as I pulled up the internet. Truth be told, I fantasized about Sonya more than any other girl. I was just too embarrassed to tell her. Or do anything.
I pulled up the internet and type xnxx.com into the address bar.
Sonya must have forgotten about her “excitement” because she plopped onto my bed and laid on her stomach to watch the videos with me.
I typed “trib” into the search box. Sonya pointed to the video that was titled “Roommates trib.” I stuck my tongue out at her but clicked on the video.
I clicked play and set the laptop in front of me, laying down on my stomach next to her.
It was about three minutes into the video. Sonya seemed to remember her excitement because I saw her slip a her under her chest to tweak her nipples. I felt myself getting aroused too, I almost wanted to copycat the video with Sonya. Almost.
She must have slid her hand down to her pussy because Sonya gave a little gasp. I glanced at her, eyebrows raised, but she didn’t return to look. Her face and neck were red, so she knew I’d caught her.
My eyes were still on the screen. There was a close up of the girl’s pussies rubbing against each other. I crossed my legs and could feel how slick my pussy was already getting. Probably more from my fantasizing about Sonya than the video.
I hadn’t realized it until I heard her whisper. “You’re breathing a little hard,” Sonya whispered in my ear. “You can touch yourself, Marissa. I don’t mind.”
Now it was my turn to blush. None the less I slipped my hand down to my slick pussy as subtly as I could.
I was amazed at how wet I was. My clit was erect and as my fingers slid down my labia to my soaking hole they brushed my clit. I gave a soft involuntary moan.
Sonya rolled over so she was on her back. Her fingers were pushing in and out of her hole rapidly, making squishy noises. Her quick breaths turned into moans.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she moaned.
My middle and ringer finger were slowly circling my clit, I had to take slow breaths to keep myself from moaning.
I watched Sonya, getting more turned on by her than the video, which was almost over.
She turned her head toward me. Her mouth was open in an O and her eyes were full of lust.
“Kiss me, Marissa,” she moaned, she begged.
I didn’t know what to do. I hesitated. She didn’t.
Sonya grabbed my face like she mad this morning and touched her lips to mine. Almost involuntarily, my lips parted to except her tongue. She rolled on top of me, straddling my waist, she’d quit masturbating. I hadn’t noticed, but she’d taken off her shorts and panties. Her soaking pussy was making a wet spot on my shorts.
I had to pull away to take a breath. Her lips moved down to my neck, she kissed and sucked on it like a pro.
“Fuck, Sonya,” I moaned low in her ear. I was going crazy. It wasn’t often I could bring myself to climax because I felt like I was going to burst when I got close and my body couldn’t handle it. “I can’t… I can’t cum.”
“We’ll see,” she whispered, biting my ear. I moaned. Sensitive spot.
She pulled off my shorts and panties and tossed them to the side. She pulled my fingers out of my slick pussy and sucked them clean. Then she slid two of her own fingers in my tight hole.
“Oh my God!” I moaned, my back arched.
“Let me take care of you, Marissa,” She whispered, kissing the clef in between my jaw and neck. My eyes were wide and my breathing was heavy. “I’ve wanted this for a long time. Can I take you, Marissa?”
My pussy tightened around her fingers. She slowly pulled them out, all most all the way, then back in again. Slowly. Agonizingly slow.
“Please, Sonya!” I begged. “Don’t do this to me!”
“Do what?” she asked innocently.
“You’re going so slow,” I panted. “I can’t take it.”
“Beg,” she instructed.
I bit my lip, hesitating for the slightest second. She stopped and started to pull her finger out of me again.
“No, please! Sonya, please finger me! I’m going crazy! I can’t cum on my own! Please fuck me!”
She pulled the rest of the way out. My back lowered down to the bed again.
“Please,” I begged.
She got off the bed. The tension between my legs was too much, I couldn’t get up to follow her. To make her come back. She was out of my line of sight.
I felt her weight, what little weight she carried, move the bed. I looked at her. My eyes widened. “I can’t take that!”
She’d put on a strap on. It was a realistic purple dildo on a harness. It was at least seven inches and thick. Very thick.
“It’s so big!” I told her.
“And you’re very tight,” she informed me, like I didn’t already know. “Marissa, I could barely get those two fingers in you.” She wrapped her hand around the dick. “I intend to stretch you out.”
She didn’t give me a chance to reply. She leaned down and kissed me. One hand held my face to hers, the other slid down my body to my pussy. She spread the upper part of my pussy lips with her pointer and ring fingers. With her middle finger she pressed, lightly, on my clit. I moaned.
She rubbed my labia, My breathing got hard again. She kissed me softly, such a turn on.
Then, out of the blue, she stopped. Sitting cross-legged on my beg next to me.
I rose my head up.
“You want me to keep going? Beg.”
I rolled onto my stomach. My hurt my pussy, I was still very tense, if not more so.
“Please, Sonya,” I whispered. I kneeled in front of her and wrapped my arms around her neck, kissing it deeply. “I need you. Do anything you like to me. Just make me cum. I got wet because of you. Not that video. You. Please don’t stop now that you’re driving me so crazy.” I took her hand in mine and put it to the outer lips of my pussy. “Do you feel that, Sonya? I’m wet for you. Now I need you. Bend me over the bed and fuck me if you want. Just don’t stop doing this.” I pressed her middle finger into my slit, not to penetrate me, just to illustrate my purpose. “Please, finish me.” I kept kissing her neck for a few more minutes. I lowered my hips to her bare thigh and ran my pussy back and forth across it.
“Please,” I begged, kissing her, wrapping my arms around her neck again.
She grabbed my waist. Pulling me closer. My tight hole was hovering over the huge dildo.
“It’s double ended,” she told me. “The other end is mine.” She ran her tongue over my lips. “Whatever you feel, I feel.”
I lowered myself onto it. It wasn’t easy, but I was so wet there was no need for lubricant. Sonya helped, taking it slowly.
The head was barely penetrating me, but it was far enough in that it was sitting against my g-spot, pressing against it. Making me crazy again.
“Fuck,” I moaned. “Sonya, I’ve wanted you bad, for a long time. I fantasized about you constantly. I want you so bad now.”
“Then show me,” she whispered.
I was already going mad, with my clit on fire and the dildo pressing into my “soft spot.”
I lowered myself the rest of the way down. I was panting heavily, Sonya kissed my neck to sooth me. It only made me more excited- more crazy. Huge turn on, kissing my neck.
My pussy pulsed around the huge dildo. I moved up again, slowly. Sonya’s next movements were quick. It was like they didn’t happen. One second, I was on top, slowly moving my way back up the dildo. The next, she was behind me and I was on my stomach.
“Prop yourself up on your knees,” she commanded. I listened. She leaned forward and pinched my nipples. I gasped.
“Please,” I moaned.
She grabbed my hips, my pussy tightened around the dildo again for a second. “Fuck, you make me so hot!” I moaned.
She pumped me slowly at first, probably letting me get used to it. It could have been minutes or hours or seconds later that she started picking up the speed. With every push in she got a beat or two quicker. Some unknown amount of time later she was on full throttle, the hilt of the strap on pressing into my backside.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned. “Harder, fuck me Sonya. Oh, oh, OH! Yes, right there!” She reached under me and was rolling my clit in her fingers, pinching and squeezing it. I was going to explode. I was going crazy again.
“Don’t stop!” I begged. “It’s so good, don’t stop! Fuck, yes! Ah, I’m cumming!”
My hips bucked wildly and, to my great surprise, Sonya got faster still. I was matching her strokes so when she pushed in I pushed back. It was incredible. My pussy tightened around the strap on. Sonya kept rubbing my clit, which only made me all the more wild. It was, without a doubt, the greatest orgasm of my life.
My pussy was still clenching on and off the dildo when Sonya leaned forward, keeping the dildo inside me to the hilt, and kissed my shoulder.
“I love you,” she whispered.
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Two brothers enlisting in the Army were getting their physicals. During the inspection, the doctor was surprised to discover that both of them possessed incredibly long, oversized penises.
“How do you account for this?” he asked the brothers.
“It’s hereditary, sir,” the older one replied.
“I see,” said the doctor, writing in his file. “Your father’s the reason for your elongated penises?”
“No sir, our mother.”
“Your mother? You idiot, women don’t have penises!”
“I know, sir,” replied the recruit, “But she only had one arm, and when it came to getting us out of the bathtub, she had to manage as best she could.”
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Here is a revision of the original story with a much better enfding
My name is Steve and I’m 41, 5’8 tall and not in too bad shape I guess for my age. I play sport still and although not that toned I don’t quite have an expanding waist line just yet. I’m happily married to Debbie who is 38. We’ve been together since school, got married and had a kid very young but have always been happy together.
Tom goes to doctors office and gets unexpectedly happy events. This story involves tricking simpler minds. If you don’t like it please move on. Constructive critisism welcom
A short story for those on a schedule
I was just a normal guy that enjoyed normal things sexually but I seem to have found that I like watching people. This is my story.
If you’ve ever seen the show Eureka, this is what happened between those two episodes. Please note that I do not own anything, but just adding on to what happened on the show. Even if you don’t watch eureka, this story might still capture your attention as you don’t really need to know the characters to get it.
After being injured in a car accident, Paul asks his friend to fill in for him.
Samantha has a suggestion.
The ultimate blond bombshell expects ultimate ass worship.
We drove immediately over to the seamstress where Mom said, “I’ll just wait here in the car. You go on in.” I went into the shop, finding that it was owned by Koreans. There three women working at sewing machines; they looked like they may be grandmother, mother, and daughter based on their ages. The middle aged one greeted me as I handed her the paper from Dr. Vernon.
I told her, “Dr. Vernon sent me for a custom fitted supporter,” as she was reading the paper.
Looking at me she said, “One minute, please,” then turned toward the other two women telling them something in Korean. They both giggled as grandmother nodded and got up from her sewing machine.
Grandmother motioned to me to follow her saying, “You come this way. I fit you.” In the back she motioned me to a little platform with a three-way mirror behind it. “You take of pant, I get pattern cloth,” she said as she turned to a table and pawed through several piles of cloth. I removed my cargo pants and stood there waiting. She turned toward me with a piece of cloth in her hand and when she looked at me, I saw her eyes fix momentarily on my penis and testicles at the hem of my boxers before looking me in the eyes and saying, “No, no, you need shorts off, too.”
I just mumbled, “Oh, okay,” as I bent over and took off my shorts.
As I stood back up, grandmother eyeballed my penis and testicles saying, “Ahh, you big. We fix right up.” She rolled a stool over on the floor to the edge of the platform and motioned me toward her. “I use this to make pattern. We make supporter from soft cloth.” She held the cloth up to my groin area, pressing it in on either side of my hanging equipment and pressing up from below my legs then began to make some chalk marks on the pattern cloth. Her touch made me begin to engorge again and almost immediately, my penis was arching, still hanging down but out in front of my thighs. As my penis pushed her pattern cloth away from me, grandmother giggled and said, “Can’t fit you with that. You go in bathroom and take care of it.” She motioned toward a door on the other wall.
“Right now?” I asked.
“Yes, yes, you want supporter today, right?” she prodded. I stepped off the platform and headed toward the door to the bathroom. It was small but clean and I shut the door behind me as I looked around. No lock on the door. Oh well, she knows I’m in here.
Standing in front of the toilet, I began to stroke my hardening penis until it was about fully erect, standing a little higher than straight out horizontally from my abdomen. It felt like it may take me a few minutes to make it happen having just cum about a half hour ago. I tried to picture something in my mind to help me along and ended up fixed on the hand job that Dr. Vernon had given me in the name of medical science. That seemed to be helping when I heard the bathroom door open to my left. I looked over and grandmother poked her head in asking, “How you doing?”
“Okay, I guess,” I replied. Her head disappeared but the door remained open partway.
In a moment, the door opened further, grandmother and mother were standing there. Grandmother said, “We watch, okay?” as mother nodded her head.
All I could do was nod my head as the extra attention was pushing me quickly toward an orgasm. “Oh shit, here it comes,” I thought as I continued to stroke while aiming toward the bowl as best as I could. Four large ropes of semen shot from my penis in rapid succession followed by two smaller ones, and then a few dribbles. I continued to stroke slowly as the orgasm faded.
“Ahh, good,” I heard from the doorway. When I turned to look, all three of them were standing there, grandmother, mother, and daughter, nodding their heads in approval. Mother and daughter turned and walked away as grandmother stood there watching me milk the last few drops from my penis. It was completely flaccid now after its endeavors as I turned toward the door and grandmother.
“Okay?” I asked.
“Yes, better,” she replied. I followed her back to the platform where she made some more marks on the pattern cloth, measured my waist, and the distance from ly waist in front on my abdomen to my waist in back above my butt, the tape carefully placed to the right side of my penis and testicles. “You wait here. Put on pants if you want, while I make supporter.” I figured, “What the hell. It’s not like they haven’t seen me,” so I just sat down in an old wooden swivel desk chair in just my T-shirt and socks, testicles laying on the cool wood of the chair seat, penis hanging slightly off the front of the seat.
Passing the time looking around the room, I heard someone in front saying, “Come back here, we fit you Mrs. Borman.” Before I could cover up, mother and an older woman, probably in her late sixties rounded the corner. The older woman, tall and overweight stopped short when she saw me sitting there.
She stared at my penis hanging off the front of the chair seat for a moment then regained her composure. “Oh my. Are you here to get the hem taken up in that thing, young man?” she asked with a smile.
“Custom fitted supporter, ma’am,” I told her. “I can go out front and wait if you’d like.”
She seemed to consider that idea for a moment then said, “You can’t go out front like that. Besides, I kind of like the scenery and at my age I have no modesty left,” as she stepped up on the platform and pulled her top off over her head. Her bra was huge, the back about four inches wide at the clasps. Reaching around behind her, she undid the multitude of clasps letting the bra fall off her shoulders. Huge tits tumbled out. They were massive, hanging down below her waist. “And you think you’ve got problems, young man,” she glanced my way. “Nothing to match a fat old lady like me.”
Mother was working on her with her measuring tape, measuring every which way and writing in a small notebook before having her lean over at the waist. Those huge udders hung down, way away from her body and the lady helped mother keep the tape measure in place to measure her overall size around her upper torso including the long trip toward the floor and back to travel down and back around those hanging fun bags. Straightening back up, she looked toward me and saw that I had a partial erection. Instead of laying on and over the edge of the chair seat, my penis was sticking almost straight out, lying on the edge of the seat and poking out beyond like the end of a teeter-totter. “I’ll take that as a compliment, young man,” she said as she leaned over to collect those tits into the cups of her bra before straightening back up to fasten all the clasps in back. After pulling her top on over her head, she stepped down off the platform and came over next to me. Patting me on the shoulder she said, “Good luck with that supporter, young man. They do very good work here.” Then she turned and headed out toward the front of the store.
Sitting there alone again, I was soon bored and my erection faded as the end of my penis hung down off the edge of the seat. After a while, grandmother returned with a supporter in her hand. How the hell someone can whip up something like that so fast I have no idea. She handed it to me and said, “You try on.” I stood up, penis and testicles swaying between my legs as I stepped into the support one foot at a time. The sack part of the supporter looked rather large, but my equipment filled it up. As I was trying to figure out how to pack my penis into the sack, which way was most comfortable, grandmother was helping me, pulling gently on the sides of the soft material and actually moving my testicles around a bit. All packed in I straightened up and found that it was actually pretty comfortable. It felt odd to not have the weight of my penis and testicles tugging at me. Grandmother asked, “Fit good. You like?”
“Yes, it’s very comfortable. Thank you,” I told her.
“I give you bill up front. You mail check,” she told me as she walked toward the front of the store.
I pulled off the new supporter, penis and testicles swinging free and was just picking up my boxers when daughter appeared around the corner. With very little Asian accent she asked, “Does the supporter fit well?”
“Yes, it does. It’s very nice. Do you want to see?” I asked.
“No, that’s okay. My grandmother does very good work. She can almost just look at a woman and make a bra that fits perfectly,” she told me. “Both my mother and grandmother are very impressed by your size. Actually, I am, too. I’ve never seen anything like that.”
“Yeah, I guess I’m a bit of a freak show,” I told her as I pulled on my boxers and arranged myself in them.
“No, not a freak, just very big,” she told me as I fastened the waist of my cargo pants and buckled my belt. “You have a nice day,” she finished before going into the bathroom and closing the door.
I walked up front where grandmother handed me a bill and said, “Come back, three weeks, we check supporter.”
“Okay, thanks,” I told her as headed out of the shop to the car.
“When do you get your supporter?” Mom asked as I got in the car.
Raising the little bag in my hand I replied, “Got it already. They’re fast. Here’s the bill,” handing her the bill from grandmother.
Back home, Mom reminded me as we walked into the kitchen, “Don’t forget doctor’s orders, Bobby. Here,” as she handed me the specimen cup.
As I was leaving the kitchen, Vickie came in the other door asking, “What did the doctor say?” I motioned toward Mom as I left and headed to my room to flop on my bed.
Later that evening after dinner, I was lying on my bed listening to the radio when Mom came in. “Did you follow Doctor’s orders? Here’s a piece of paper we can record your output on,” she said as she handed me a piece of paper.
“We?” I asked.
“Well, I want to make sure you measure and record it accurately,” she replied.
“I’m not an idiot, Mom,” I told her somewhat crossly.
“Bobby, I’m your mother. Mothers have certain prerogatives,” she told me. “I want it done right for the doctor. Have you collected any output that we need to record since we got home?”
“No, Mom, I haven’t,” I replied.
“Well then we probably should,” she replied.
“They already collected a sample from me this morning at the doctor’s office, Mom,” I told her, conveniently omitting information about the load I deposited in the toilet at the seamstress.
“The doctor ordered ‘at least daily’ meaning one or more times, and she told me more than once would be better.”
“I didn’t hear anyone say that,” I said.
“Dr. Vernon told me in the hallway, before the nurse and I came back into the room,” Mom replied.
“She did?”
“Yes, she did. So now might be a good time,” Mom said, more like an order than a request.
“Right now? Right here?” I asked.
“You can’t do it in the shower like you usually do, it would be hard to use the specimen cup in there and get an accurate reading,” she said. “So right here seems like a good, controlled place to do it.” When she saw the look on my face she added, “What? You don’t think I know what you do in those long showers?”
“Whatever,” I said as I laid there.
She walked over and shut my door before returning to my bedside saying, “Okay buster, right now. Pants off.”
“Mom,” I pleaded.
“Now, Bobby. It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked plenty of times,” she told me.
“But not jacking off,” I replied as I pulled my pants and boxers down and off my feet, tossing them on the foot of the bed. Then for good measure I pulled my T-shirt off over my head and tossed it on my pants and boxers.
“Oh, wait a minute,” she told me as she turned and went out in the hall, leaving my door open. While she was gone I saw Vickie walk by my door and glance in at me, lying there naked on my bed. When Mom returned she had a box of tissues in her hand as she closed the door behinds her.
“You left the door open and Vickie walked by and saw me,” I told her.
“Oh, sorry. It doesn’t really matter. She knows what’s going on,” Mom replied matter of factly. She produced a tube of K-Y Jelly from the pocket of her robe and handed it to me. “Do you want this?”
“I guess so,” I replied.
I squirted a good amount of the K-Y into my palm then lifted my penis from lying between my legs onto my abdomen trying to stroke it at the same time. With its length and as flaccid as it was, when I tried to stroke it it just bent on itself instead of sliding through my hand. Mom said, “Oh here,” as she grasped the base part of my shaft in her right hand. “Is that better? It won’t move around on you now.” A more successful stroke on my part was her answer and I began to stroke in earnest now as my penis gained in stiffness. As I continued to stroke, I realized that Mom was gently stroking the base of my penis with her right hand before switching to her left. I felt her light touch on my testicles, lifting them, letting them roll around on her right palm and fingertips as she began to slowly stroked with her left.
That was really turning me on. My own mother handling my testicles and penis like that and I felt myself rising toward an orgasm. As my hips began to rock Mom stopped stroking with her left hand and picked up the specimen cup as she continued to fondle my testicles with her right hand. “Almost there, baby? It’s okay, you just go for it,” she said softly. As I was just about to cum, she moved quickly, her right hand pushing my hand out of the way to grasp my penis and continue stroking it as she positioned the cup to catch my semen. Aiming my penis into the specimen cup she continued to stroke as it began pulsing, ejecting several good sized ropes of semen into the cup followed by some smaller spurts and then a few drips. Slowing her hand to a stop, she held my penis for a few moments before laying it down on my abdomen. Raising the cup in her hand to the bedside table lamp, she squinted through the translucent plastic at the numbers before mumbling to herself and writing the date, time, and quantity on the piece of paper she’d brought in the room.
“Okay, now that wasn’t so difficult, was it?” she asked. “I need to get to bed after I rinse this out.” Leaving the room she said “Good night,” as she closed the door behind her. I laid there on the bed, semen oozing from my now softening penis lying there on my abdomen.
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This story incorporates a few different fetishes, and will be the final chapter in the series. I hope you like it!
Mothers Code (2)
By Blueheatt
My son Ken was 18 now, and soon got his own apt. and a room mate….Jen.
Lynn and I still have visits from them and we stop by their place. Our husbands who had lost interest in sex, got use to Lynn and I, (Julie), spending the night together a lot. My husband and I have a guest house and Lynn I used that to have our ‘sleep over’s in. Her husband was always gone hunting or fishing and was never there on weekends. Our story telling continued and we kept going further with our mutual masturbation. We both knew what was next and talked about it and how exciting it might be for us. Ken and Jen wanted to do more also, and came up with new ideas for a ‘feel in’ for us all. They too told their version of our ‘feel up’s’ story’s and we all got a new turn on.
Event 1
We all met at our guest house. They wanted us to watch them have sex. Lynn and I were overjoyed. How often did a mom get to watch a son have sex with his girlfriend. There were two big beds in the large bedroom. Lynn and I took one and Ken and Jen took the other and we pulled all the blinds down and locked all the doors. Lynn and I said: “First, your moms have a little pre-show for you, to warm things up.” We began to undress each other slowly. We felt our warm body’s as we peeling off each item of clothing. The kids watched and got all hot watching us. When Lynn and I were completely naked. We started our little sex show. Feeling, kissing, rubbing and moaning all the way. We fingered each others pussy’s and sucked our nipples.
Ken and Jen had never seen two women LIVE do this and were super turned on. They gasp for air as they watched their mom’s feel up each others hot body’s and finger their pussy‘s.
We got into our bed and let them show us what they wanted us to see. They whispered and giggled. They then turned out all but one small light. Our eyes adjusted to the low light. We waited. Here they came, getting in between us. Ken’s back to me, Jen’s back to her mom. Oh…my! We were going to get a live sex show inches from our own kids!
They started in feeling each other and moaning. Ken went down and licked Jen’s pussy as she moaned. Lynn and I got the live action right in front of us. We could feel their body heat and smell the shampoo and shower soap. I had my fingers in my pussy as I watched. They continued to build up their sex foreplay, as Lynn and I began to moan with them. Ken and Jen lay sidewise as they kissed and felt every part of their body’s. Then I saw Lynn’s hand start rubbing her daughters butt cheeks as Ken felt Jen’s tits real good. I wanted some of that feel action, but Ken took my hand and pulled it over on is dick. I got chills down to my toes. Lynn had one leg lifted up and Jen and Lynn both, had fingers in Lynn’s pussy.
Hands and fingers were every where. It started to feel wild and crazy. I was feeling myself and my son Ken‘s boner. Lynn was feeling herself and her daughter Jen‘s pussy. Ken and Jen were feeling each other and their mom’s. We all were gasping and panting and moaning. Ken and Jen foreplay was massive now and they started to tremble and moan loud.
Then out of the blue, Ken and Jen rolled over which put Jen next to me and Ken next to Lynn.
I had never before in my life felt an 18yr old girl. Lynn froze as Ken’s butt pushed against her pussy. She too had never felt Ken, or an 18yr old guy. When my trembling hand touched Jen’s smooth body and pubic hair, I moaned out of control….“Ooooo my god!”….. real long and I orgasmed beautifully and shook as the waves of sexual pleasure flowed through my body. That triggered Lynn and she cried out…..oh,Oh,OH…ooooo! And shook and squirmed with her orgasm. Ken got on top of Jen and they started fucking violently as they moaned the loudest of all…”OH Damn…OH god! oooooOOOO…OH..OH, OHHHHHH!!!! BABY!!”….Lynn and my hands were all over them to feel them while they have a glorious climax and cum together. They almost both cried with the joy running thru their body’s. They couldn’t hold still and kept moving together, gasping for air and kissing and moaning more. Their body’s shook and squirmed for a long time as it slowly got all quiet and our four hearts beating hard could felt by all.
Lynn and my hands were all over them, feeling them as they shook with the spasms they had. A room full of bliss was quietly felt by everyone.
Slumber took us all away to some peaceful place.
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Jen and I started getting real close as friends. Talking and shopping together, we became super close friends. We could discuss anything and did. I never had a daughter and she sure was filling the void perfect. The exciting part was when we were alone, we felt each other up and made each other hot, just for the excitement and turn on. Soon we knew just how to turn each other on and masturbated each other. We liked it. She had said she liked guys, but a woman, once and a while too. I took care of that little desire of hers.
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Lynn and I took over our guest house and slept there a lot. We would turn the lights down low and talk. We had never crossed the taboo line of actually having sex with our kids. Ken had never put his dick in my pussy, and Lynn and Jen had never licked each other to orgasm. We admitted that it was looming closer for us to do that. Her and I both started having dreams about having sex with Ken and Jen. She got to feel Ken for the first time ever, last event. She said when her fingers touched his dick, she got a shot like no other in her pussy. She admitted she wanted to have sex with him bad. I too had never had sex with Ken or Jen, and it was building up in me to desire that real bad. I had told her that Jen and I were feeling our body’s now in private, and liked it. Jen admitted she would love to have sex with both her mom and myself.
Lynn and Ken were also sneaking in feels and had gotten close now. He told her he had desires to have sex with her. She was shocked and told him she had the same desires. He had told her he also had wanted to have sex with me for a long time, and that,…. I knew.
That was the taboo line, and that line was about to be crossed soon.
Event II
We all planned a weekend that was clear and planned a special foursome. Ken and Jen in one bed and Lynn and I in the other. We joked that Lynn and I would make them so hot watching us and listening to us moan they might just attack us. They bragged that they would be the ones to have the best sex and make us envy them, and we might be the ones attacking them.
It was a Friday night late when we started our next event. They danced around our bed naked teasing us. We got naked and faked moaning. I said: “Oh Lynn, your so hot, these young couples don’t know anything about having great sex.” She said: “Julie, we’re so hot that Hollywood will call us to teach them how to make a hot porno film.” We hear ‘boo’s’ from their bed. They said we were ’over the hill’ and people over 30 didn’t know anything about today’s hot sex. They came over and decided they were going to teach us about sex. Down went the lights and Ken and Jen whispered something. Jen took her mom’s hand and lead her over to the other bed. Ken slowly got on top of me. I got a hot flash that shook me all over my body. He whispered quietly in my ear. (“this has been long overdue, mom.”) I didn’t have to ask, I knew we were going to have full sex for the very first time tonight. I didn’t care about any taboo now. He and Jen were both 18 and free to do as they pleased, and this is what they pleased.
To say Lynn and were nervous would be a lie. My body and hers were on fire with desire, the kids would say. Lynn and I both just let go and let our and our kids desires go for it. I just opened my knees wide and let Ken do what ever he wanted. He and Jen started in on us. Kissing our pussy’s first. No warm up needed as Lynn and both were so wet we were already dripping on the sheets. I watch Jen turn to 69 with her mom and start in as they both moaned right away. They became like animals and made new moaning sounds I had never heard. I got so hot as Ken and I watched them a little. I closed my eyes as Ken started kissing me with our breath starved passion. My legs came up so fast around him It even shocked me. I locked him up tight but with my legs wide open as I waited to feel his dick inside of me for the first time ever!. Oh my god…there it was,……… slowly entering me. I thought I would pass out. It felt so warm and slick sliding in me. He was so gentle and slowly pushed in till he felt my cervix. That made me jump and a wave of excitement ran through my pussy. He lowered himself on me, then stopped ,just to feel and savor his body on mine. I held him and squeezed his dick with my pussy. He jumped slightly, and took a deep breath. I rubbed his back all over and let my hands go down to feel his firm butt cheeks. Oh my…they felt so warm and it gave me a hot feeling. I remembered feeling him when he was little, and getting hot over feeling them then. Now he was 18, and firm as I felt his butt crack up and down. I could feel the pulse of his dick in me. I was so hot now I shook. My hands wouldn’t stay still feeling his body. He started sucking and squeezing my tits so hot. He took my legs and put them up on his shoulders gently. He scooted close into me, as his dick went all the way in with each stroke. I felt dizzy and gasp with the excitement. We just started kissing like lovers as he slow stoked himself in me. I started to moan as the feeling was to much not to. I loved hearing him breath hard in my ear and I whispered: (“ …oh Ken…at last, …..you feel so good in me…. like I knew you always would.”) He moaned and started in fucking faster. I moved with him, working my hips with his strokes. I gasp for air, as I hadn’t had any sex for a long long time. He was taking me over the top now and I was so very ready for it. I pulled him in deep in my pussy and I fucked him now out of control…I want a big climax and we were going to have right now…I heard Lynn and Jen moan, and that excited me all the more. I felt desperate to get that climax I started to yell out…”Oh god…oh baby…OH…yes baby…take me home …I’m cuming Baby!…yes yes yes Yes Yes , YESSS!!!…I shook violently as I felt his hot stream of cum enter and flood me as I had a beautiful climax that lasted and lasted. Ken moaned loud and held me so tight as his hot cum kept pumping in me. We moaned so beautiful as the climax lasted and he pumped more cum in me. Our body’s trembled with pleasure. I moved my pussy to feel all the hot cum squish around in me. I loved the feeling of the overflow of cum running down between my slit.
Jen and Lynn of course heard us and licked each others clits so fast their body’s locked together as they came hard together and moaned out in pleasure. They too climaxed a long and beautiful one and both thrashed their body’s as their pussy’s flooded their tongues and faces.
Lynn thought……
(“I’ve wanted to lick Jen’s pussy for years. When she was little I had the desire to lick her little slit so bad. I would tremble and orgasm just by rubbing her in the bathtub or drying her off. Now I’m doing it and she is so hot tasting, I can hardly stand it. We just flooded our faces with our juices and it was the thrill I knew it would be. I climaxed with her as I felt her wonderful tongue licking my clit, and her fingers in me massaging my G spot. She’s so hot to me, I want to have lot’s of sex with her. Julie and I are getting so close to oral sex with each other, I bet the next time we‘re alone we go for it. I’ve been feeling her pussy, watched her masturbate close up for a while now, and it just makes my desire to lick her to a climax stronger each time. ”)
Now four people moaned in so much beautiful bliss. The room finally got quiet except for a stray moan at times. We all kept feeling us for a long time. I wanted to keep Ken in me because..(I wanted more, and Ken did too)
Ken whispered softly in my ear, ( “..let’s stay like this mom, I have to have you again.”) His dick never did go down and my pussy never did stop squeezing him. Soon I felt Ken moving in me. It jolted me with tingles. Our hands started in again feeling us. I loved the feeling of his cum in me as he started us fucking again. This time I wrapped my legs around him so I could feel his body fucking me so good. I whispered in his ear: (“….yes baby…yes…your going to make me cum again….oh god you feel so good in me”..) We fucked longer this time, letting the feeling build up and up…words came out of my mouth as I moaned to the world I was fucking my son and loved it….it was cuming to us now and I went dizzy with pleasure as we started to cum again. We both yelled in pleasure as I felt his hot shooting cum in me again. He slammed his cum in and in me more as I fucked him as fast as I could, peaking my climax to the top. I lost my breathing and shook, and climaxed again!…I lost it and my mind went a little crazy with so much sexual pleasure. We shook and moaned for a very long time. We finally just slowly passed out …….
When we came to I saw Jen and Lynn locked together licking and moaning again as they were building up to another climax also. They listened to Ken and I and it got them so excited, I heard them moan so loud as they flooded their juices in their mouths again, jolting them both into body jerks and spasms. Now we heard them and my old feelings came in strong to lick Lynn to a full climax as she licked me doing the same. I’ll save that desire for later, as it was going to happen and soon. I wanted to do that in private for our first time. We had discussed it for a long time and it built up in us. After that I wanted to lick Jen’s pussy and feel her climax as she licked me and we climaxed together.
My secret desires were all slowly being fulfilled. I wanted to watch and put my hands on and feel Ken have sex with Lynn, so I could feel them cuming together.
Everything tingled on my body as I felt Ken’s body with his dick still in me with so much cum in me. It felt wonderful. I loved feeling his cum in me the most. I squeezed my pussy just to feel his cum in me.
The next night Ken came over and we went to the guest house. The minute the door close and we locked it. We kissed so hot I almost orgasmed on the spot. I had an urge and I went for it. I undid his pants and took out his big boner. I dropped to my knees and started sucking him fast in my warm mouth. He moaned and held my head and started fucking my mouth and moaning. I wanted his cum in my mouth bad. I jacked him faster until I felt what I wanted…his hot cum exploding in my mouth. It hit the back of my throat with such a shot, the first shot went down my throat without me even swallowing it. The next shot filled my mouth with his warm cum. More cum flooded me and dripped down my chin, and I climaxed and shuddered and moaned. The taste of his cum was so sensual as I tasted it over and over. I held it and savored it and worked my tongue in it. Feeling it warm in my mouth was heaven. I moaned as steady orgasms jolted my pussy. I froze with him in my mouth. I didn’t want to take my mouth off him at all. He played with my hair and ran his finger across the cum on my chin. Finally I got so weak I slowly sucked off of him, but kept his cum in my mouth to give it a final taste before swallowing all. I let it slide down my throat and swallowed it. I orgasmed real hard then. My pussy jolted me. I licked him clean, and took my fingers and wiped my chin and corners of my mouth. I licked my fingers and savored it too, before swallowing it. He put it back in his pants and I hugged it for a while in his pants as he held my face and felt my wet lips.
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Lynn called….her and Jen wanted to get together for a ‘girls night’…omg…I checked for a clear night and invited them over, the guys would be gone for the weekend. Friday night, all clear. I called her back, it was a good night for them too. She said: “I think it’s time we showed Jen what we do in private, ya think?” I said: “Oh Lynn, that sounds so hot, and I think…it’s time for us to show Jen what we have been wanting to do for a long time, and let her watch!”
I heard Lynn moan and gasp for air. She whispered: (“…omg Julie!…we’ve never licked our pussy’s! I agree!….ooooo …I want to lick you so bad!…and have for a long time…it’s gonna be so good babe…I’m soaking wet now just thinking about it!”) “I got a hot jolt in my pussy just now too Lynn, I’ve waited and waited for this night….I can’t wait to lick you till you climax and maybe we’ll ’squirt’ too, Lynn. It’s been building in us for a long time, and now we go ’all the way’ and just ’do it’. I won’t be able to sleep tonight without masturbating first. I wish you were here to masturbate me while I masturbate you.”
Lynn paused, and whispered: (“…hubby goes to sleep always at 8, how about you and I sneak out to the guest house for a little ’warm up’ for Friday night?”
That thought caused a spasm in my pussy like no other. Lynn heard me gasp and stutter as it hit me. She giggled and said: (“ I guess that sound means a yes?…tee hee.) I said: “oh yes, yes, yes!….come over and go straight to the guest house using your key. Leave any lights off. When he’s gone to bed and asleep, I’ll come out. Don’t wear any panties or bra….Ok?” I heard Lynn take a deep breath and said in a trembling out of breath voice…’ok’, …“see ya soon.“….
I could hear in that trembling voice of hers, she was as excited as I was. I put the phone down and felt dizzy as my heart was pounding.
I had never licked a pussy in my life….
I snuck out to the guest house when my hubby was snoring. I waited. Finally I hear the key in the lock. Lynn quietly came in. She had on a long house dress, and that’s all. I had on only a robe, nothing else. I reached out for her and we began to slowly take our clothes off. We just stood there feeling our tits, asses and pussy’s We got in bed and covered up. Slowly our hands started feeling us all over. We could hear our hot breathing as we felt our tits and pussy’s. We both couldn’t remember being this hot in our whole lives. I finally turned under the warm covers. I felt her damp pubic hair and her pussy was soaking wet. I felt her playing with my bush and feeling my slit. Who would go first, and start licking the others pussy. We couldn’t see so together we started licking our pussy’s together at the same time. Oh god…her tongue went straight for my clit, circling it around and around. I stuck my tongue in her pussy as deep as I could get and let her juices flow on my tongue. I slipped her clit in between my lips and sucked on it firm. She shook and tried to moan quietly, but no use as she let out desperate sounds of desire. We started getting out of control and fucking each other face. I had my arms full of her legs and pulled them to me hard. I felt her pussy squeezing and dripping on my face. I felt her tongue sucking on my clit as she had her fingers deep in my pussy, massaging my G spot. I was doing the same and we speed up the massaging and sucking on or clits.
I started to black out as my climax hit me hard as we both were cuming together. I started yelling as did she and mine and her body’s locked up and started shaking violently. He tongue on my clit was to much and my pussy fucked her face as fast as it would go. She started yelling and shaking hard, and then…..she started squirting as I licked her clit as fast as I could. Then I felt it,….. my pussy squeezed down and sprayed my juices out. It took all my air away as I went dizzy with uncontrollable shaking. I squirted two more times as did Lynn. We both shook and then slowly collapsed with each other clits between our lips. I passed out. I don’t know how long I was out, but I woke up with Lynn moving her pussy gently pushing on my face. My pussy was numb but it was softly moving against her face. We drifted to sleep.
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Friday night
Lynn and I were in the guest house waiting for Jan. We had on robes and felt each other and talked about how glorious our session was. Jan used her key and came in. She took off her top, dropped her shorts and was naked. She was pumped with excitement. She jumped on the bed, danced around naked and we all laughed. She started feeling both of us and took our robes off feeling us all the way. This make Lynn and I excited too. She had us lay on the bed, and had me lay down on my back first. She then had Lynn lay on her back on top of me. My hand immediately came up and felt Lynn’s tits. Her fingers went right to my pussy. Jan opened both our legs wide and got down to lick us both. It all happened so fast, Lynn and my hands trembled as we felt each other. Jan alternated licking first me, and then Lynn. She speeded up, licking faster as Lynn and began to moan with hot tingles in our pussy’s. The feeling of Lynn’s tits in my hands was heaven as Jan licked us. Lynn’s hands fingered both our pussy’s along with Jan’s licking. Lynn and both felt a big climax’s on the way. Jan then turned and put her pussy over our faces. We both reached up and started licking her pussy. She was dripping wet and we lick it up as she started fucking our faces. Lynn and I turned our faces together and both licked Jan as we all started to moan louder and louder. The bed began to shake hard with us all starting to shake with a triple climax coming right now!
Jan shook and yelled as Lynn and I both licked her clit. She squirted a big one right in our faces, we climaxed both right then and both squirted big as she licked us both. The whole room echoed with our moans. All our body’s squirmed and shook as little squirts continued from us all. We all continued licking us all….
It got all quiet except for the licking sounds and all our out of breath breathing. Finally we had licked all we could and started unstacking us. We all laid there spent.
We all ended up in the shower together, that was fun, feeling us all. Lynn and I sat on the bed still spent…Jan came to us and said: “So…. what did you guys want me to watch?”
Lynn and I both said…,”aaaa (taking a deep breath) ….maybe next time.”
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A holiday romance with a touch of magic.
Eight months later Carrie was tied to the table in the break room at the telemarketing company where she worked. She was on her back, with her legs spread apart with wires tied to the table legs. She was crying, as she usually was when I came to visit her. Her large round pregnant belly rocked up and down slightly as she sobbed. Her pussy was a swollen blue and purple mound. This time I had brought a friend, who now stood by Carrie’s head with a small piece of metal in her hand.
Cynthia was a bubbly blond girl I had met in class. After hooking up with her a couple of times I had discovered she adored being bent over something and fucked in the ass. After a while I saw fit to tell her about Carrie, who was so scared of me that she had pretty much resigned herself to being my full time sex slave. We came to the telemarketing building and waited till after hours. As Carrie was leaving her cubicle we approached her and ordered her into the break room. The rest of the building was dark and already emptying out. A few things happened before she ended up naked, tied to a table, but I’ll get to that later.
A week after I had first raped her I went to see her where she worked at the chamber of commerce. She flinched and turned pale when she saw me, the bruises on her face were still partially visible. I had walked her into an office that happened to be empty for a moment and told her to lift her skirt. She obeyed, and I saw that she was still wearing the cum and blood soaked panties like I had told her to.
I made her leave work early and I took her to my house, where I let her take the well overused panties off and told her to shower. When she walked hesitantly back into the room wrapped in a towel, I slapped her in the face and through her onto the bed. She began to sob at once, so I took her soiled pink panties and forced them into her mouth and part way down her throat.
I was really enjoying myself now, and my cock was about as hard as it could get. While she gagged and tried to cough the sticky cloth back out of her throat, I flipped her over and spread her wet, glistening thigh apart. Her scream as I pushed the head of my cock into her butt was audible even through her gag, and if she couldn’t breath before, she definitely couldn’t now. Her butt was still bruised and somewhat raw, but any healing it had done was erased now.
Carrie must have decided something was very wrong with her organs, or maybe the strain of my cock in her bowels just hurt to much, because she began to kick and fight to pull away from me harder than she ever had before. It wasn’t hard to stop though. I just grabbed a handful of her dark hair and yanked her head back, thrusting my entire cock into her at the same time. She continued to twist side to side, but with no real effect. Her legs kicked as I thrust into her harder and faster. She was covered in sweat as well water from the shower and I slowed my pace slightly but kept thrusting into her just as hard. She desperately wanted me out of her butt hole, but she was powerless to do anything about it. I took about fifteen more minutes to come.
When I pulled out of her she reached into her mouth and removed the panties. I took them from her and put them in my sock drawer, still in a bunch to gag with her with later. I sent her stumbling out the door again, this time with jizz pooling between her butt cheeks and making a stain on her skirt.
About six months later, when she was showing an especially large pregnant belly, I came to see her again. She looked less scared this time. Maybe she thought I wouldn’t hurt her now that she was visibly pregnant. In reality it just turned me on. From that day onward I told her she needed to dress like what she was; a trashy sex slave. She turned up to work the next day in a miniskirt and flip flops, a thin tank top with the stomach removed, her bulging nipples standing out underneath her shirt. Her round belly was bare, and bruise stood out all over her thighs and butt cheeks. Her boss didn’t send her home, but he had apparently told her not dress like a such a slut anymore because she begged me let her wear a different outfit the next day. I threw her into the doorjam of my bedroom and when she fell over in a daze I pulled my cock out and pushed it between her lips and down her throat, using her belly for leverage and thrusting until I heard the grinding sounds in her neck like the first time I had made her give me head.
The next day she had gotten fired from her job, and went to work at the telemarketing company. It was a couple month after that Cynthia gave me the idea for the tag. A little piece of metal with my emblem on it, marking my property.
First I had introduced Cynthia to Carrie of course. I told her Cynthia was a friend of mine and that she was to obey her at all times. Carries was wearing a small dress and no panties, her battered legs sticking out at odd angles while she sat on the floor of the break room and watched me thrust myself into Cynthia’s asshole over and over again while she moaned and orgasmed. When I filled her butt with my come she immediately told Carrie to start licking it. She continued to moan while Carrie obediently slurped my come off the opening of Cynthia’s ass hole. Cynthia pushed and giggled when my come came squirting out of her butt and into Carries eyes and mouth. When she was done we tied Carrie to the table with jizz drying in her hair, and took turns lashing her with a belt. Cynthia turned her tits purple in a matter of minutes. I focused on lashing her cunt with the doubled over belt, causing in to swell and turn purple. I made sure I could still pull her pussy lips apart far enough to reach her clitoris.
Her attempts to close her legs after every lash were desperate and cute, but I relentlessly beat her anyway.
“Think it’s time yet?” Cynthia asked. She was smiling and holding the small piece of metal out towards me. I took it from her and she walked around to join me in between carries legs.
“Yep, I think it’s time.” and I spread her swollen pussy lips apart with my fingers. About that time Cynthia and I both agreed that Carries sobbing and screaming “please don’d do this to me” were getting old, so we stuffed her pink panties into her mouth again.
The tag was rectangular, with my sigil stamped out of the front. The edges were three sharp prongs, designed to snap shut and not reopen. I slid it up on to Carries Clitoris. She cried even harder through her gag, and tried even harder to close her legs, but the wires around her ankles held. When I put pliers over the tag she started trying to thrust her hip to move her bruised pussy away from the pliers. I pushed down on her large belly to hold her still and squeezed the pliers shut. It took a little force, but then the prongs slammed shut. The two on the top and bottom encircled her clit like a piercing. The one in the middle turned directly up and into her once it was closed. It wouldn’t be coming off any time soon.
As soon as the prongs snapped shut, Carries whole body had jerked at once, and the panties in her mouth did almost nothing to muffle her screams. Immediately she began to swell even more. She looked like she might have been passing out at that point, so I slapped her hard in the face. She roused slightly in time to scream again as I pushed my dick into her swollen, traumatized vagina. It felt moist and tight, so I was fucking her pretty hard after a few strokes, listening to her pained moans. The tag bounced up and down as I shoved myself into her again and again. I took it slow and spent another 20 minutes fucking her cunt before I switched to asshole again.
When she felt the tip of dick there she raised her head slightly and gasped, like she couldn’t stand the idea of any more pain in her. But she just went back to sobbing as soon as I started to push. I reached around her bulging pregnant stomach and shoved myself into her as hard as I could. Carrie stiffened, her back arching off the table slightly. She continued to try to scream as I pushed into her anus, which was now beginning to tear again. Her inner thighs stood out with tense muscle as I picked up my pace.
It didn’t take long after that to fill Carries asshole with cum. By the time I finished, the wires around her ankles were cutting into her just like the first time I had raped her. I had been pushing her against them without even realizing it.
Cynthia and I practically drug Carrie down the stairs, her ability to walk was bad damaged at the moment. We hauled her into my car and took her home, wearing the panties she she been sobbing and choking on all night.
I had meant to just leave her in her apartment, but in the end I couldn’t help pulling down her panties and forcing myself up her asshole again. She barely had the energy to cry this time. When I left her bed room she was still on her knees where I left her, with jizz running out of her violated asshole and drizzling down her firm round stomach.
A couple of days later Carrie contacted me and begged me for a place to stay. She hadn’t shown up to work, mostly because she hadn’t been able to put on pant of any kind, and had been fired again. I moved her into my basement that night.
Cynthia and I had started dating, so I let her put rings through Carries nipples that had her name on them. In fact I let her do just about whatever she wanted, considering Carrie was probably going to be dead in a couple of months.
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