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Choose your own adventure!!! Episode 4

Another installment in my choose your own adventure story. Please leave a comment with your vote for where Jack’s adventure should go next!
The consensus choice after last episode was choice B, follow Kelly into her house. So here we go:
I shrugged, shut the car off, and followed Kelly inside. Her tight ass bounced up the stairs and into her house, hypnotizing me the whole way.
“My parents have been out of town all week, so its been real lonely,” Kelly mused from the kitchen as I flopped down on the couch in the living room. “Hey, do you want something to drink?” she shouted.
“Sure, whatever’s cool,” I replied. Kelly reemerged with a cold soda and threw herself onto the couch.
“Then get it yourself, Jackie,” she giggled. Kelly reclined on the couch and, without any invitation, threw her bare legs across my lap. Kelly thought the world revolved around her and she excelled at making everyone else seem less important. Not that I minded her smooth, creamy legs splayed across me necessarily, but I knew from experience that Kelly was teasing me on purpose just to be a bitch. She reveled in it, teasing people (especially me), and leaving us with blue balls. It made her feel untouchable, better than who ever she was rousing.
For example: freshman year, Kelly had brought mistletoe into school around Christmas time and used it as a pretense to shower any boy she saw fit with kisses. Luckily, or unluckily, she decided it would be amusing to dangling the mistletoe over me all day long. Sure, there were upsides. She and I spent a lot of time kissing that day, something that as a freshman I wasn’t that used to yet, but in the end she laughed at me when I asked her out and I went home humiliated.
Last year, at a party and quite drunk, she singled me out in a game of ‘truth or dare’ that included me feeling her up, making out with her, and even briefly sliding my finger through what I must say felt like heavenly pussy lips. In the end, when the game was over and I approached her alone to see if we could continue, she reacted with the same smug attitude as always, silently asserting that she was far too superior for me.
And these are just the milestone events. That says nothing of the near daily flirtatious tickling and pinching and whatnot that aroused me every time but left me unsatisfied. Today was no different. As we chatted on the couch, about her and her problems of course, I noticed Kelly’s subtle leg movements, gently rubbing my crotch until a bulge began to grow. I knew the entire conversation, hell probably the entire ride home, was just a pretense for her to stroke her ego. I couldn’t help but be aroused, though. Her white-blonde hair haloed around a devilishly cute face, her full and luscious tits, the ample perfect skin she displayed at all times, all of it sent my hormones raging. In no time I was rock hard, which she surely felt but ignored, and the years of lust were boiling. I had been with other girls throughout high school, I wasn’t waiting for Kelly or something, but being teased like this made me crazy and horny like no other girl had.
“Well, I’m gonna run upstairs and hop in the shower, no peeping you fuckin’ perv!” she smiled, waggling a finger at me. I promised I would not and again was mesmerized by her fantastic ass as she disappeared upstairs.
I heard the water start to run and suddenly deviant thoughts crossed my mind. Compelled by lust and desire I stood up and stalked upstairs. A door on the left was closed and from within I heard the shower running. I snuck to the right, into Kelly’s room, and silently began looking for anything to stir my fantasies. I found her underwear draw quickly and I let myself briefly imagine her shapely ass strung up tight in any number of the slutty thongs she had. My cock strained in my shorts and, as if I had no other choice, I reach down and carefully pulled it out.
Then I found, at the bottom of the draw, the jackpot. A purple, ribbed dildo was buried among the undergarments. It smelled sweet and tangy, no doubt residue from who knows how many orgasms, and my cock nearly exploded in my hand. Then a funny thing happened. I looked at the dildo and noticed that it was a decent size but it was surely smaller than my cock. A thought crossed my mind, innocently, about what a shame it was that this was all Kelly had to pleasure herself, that she would throw this thing out the window if she felt what a real big cock felt like.
That thought started the events in motion. I buried the dildo and retreated but instead of bolting downstairs, as I half expected I would, I barged into the steamy bathroom, raging cock in hand. Kelly had just stepped out of the shower and was wrapping a towel around her head, her pristine body nude before me.
“Jackie, what the…” she started to yell but never finished, her gaze falling to my throbbing cock and her voice trailing off. I saw her look of awe, the hunger in her eyes.
I darted forward and slammed into her, locking her in a deep kiss. Her tongue probed mine for a moment, my cock pressed firmly against her moist skin, and then she pulled back.
“Uh, fuck, ahhhh!” she shouted as I roughly spun her and pressed the back of her neck, forcing her to bend over, my cock now poking against the soft skin of her perfect ass. With that hand I held her bent and with the other I lifted one of her legs, placing her foot on the toilet seat and opening her to me.
My cock brushed along the outside of her shaven bare pussy. “Jackie, no, fuck, what…” she tried to resist, her mumbling cut short by a deep sigh as I pressed my cock against her clit. I saw her pussy glisten, I felt her shudder at my touch, and I knew she wanted it.
I eased my cock into her tight pussy. She tried to protest, but each ‘no’ was followed by an ‘oooh’ or a mumbled ‘yes’. I was surprised to feel how tight she was, clamping around my fat cock as I penetrated her. I had always assumed she was a slut, she certainly came off as such, but maybe I was wrong.
I bottomed into her and felt her quake, a rippling orgasm making her legs wobble. That’s when I began my assault, taking out years of blue balls and sexual frustration in one furious fucking. I felt her rock against me, she was soaking wet and miraculously tight, and even though her mouth still said no her body was loving it. She said no but she didn’t fight back, I even let go of her with my hands and she made no effort to move away from me.
As I fucked her, mercilessly, I explored the body I’d craved for so long. I pinched her clit and let my fingers mingle into her folds. I cupped her beautiful tits and played with nipples I’d dreamed of countless times. I reached up and silenced her protests by plugging her mouth with my fingers, slick with her sweet juices, and I felt her moan around them. I even pried her wonderful ass apart and stared into her tiny asshole, a placed I’d dreamed of planting my cock many times. I had her now, and I could have her any way I wanted, I realized.
Should Jack:
A) – keep pummeling Kelly’s sweet pussy.
B) – make her gag on his cock.
C) – finally penetrate her perfect ass.
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Love in the Last Frontier, Part 2

I awoke to the bright morning light as it streamed in through the window. I glanced at my watch and was shocked to see that it was only 4:15 in the morning. A look outside told me that the sun had been up for at least an hour and it was brightly illuminating everything that it touched. I then knew what it meant to be in the land of the midnight sun and although it wasn’t midnight, it still should have been dark outside.
I looked over at my sleeping beauty as she lay right beside me and saw the most wonderful sight that these poor eyes had seen in ages. She was cuddled up in a ball facing my body with her upper arm draped over my chest. She had a contented look about her as she slept and I wondered if I was the cause of that contentment. Her long blonde hair was splayed out in a halo fashion surrounding her beautiful facial features and she looked just like I imagined an angel would look taking a brief nap from her heavenly duties.
I watched this vision until my body told me that I had to get some relief for my blander and as I slowly freed myself from her arm laying on my chest, I slid out of the double bed and made my way to the bathroom. Afterwards, I decided that I should get up and do some reading about where we were in the State of Alaska and to determine our next destination and sights that we wanted to see. I didn’t bother to get dressed but opted to head out into the motor home wearing only my smile.
I opened the blinds just enough to see out but not enough so anyone could see in and noticed that we were the only rig that was parked there beside the raging Russian River. I understood that in another month or so, this area will be filled with RVs that will be the home of many thousands of fishermen trying desperately to fill their limits of three king salmon per day. This area along the river is notorious for “combat fishing”; fishermen standing six feet apart, lining the banks on both sides, casting their lines out into the rushing waters, trying to catch the abundance of fish as they migrated up the river to spawn.
As I began to examine the maps that Neal had left for me, the closed door to the bed room opened and out walked my beautiful sleepy bed partner from last night. She had slipped on the night gown that she had purchased from Wal-Mart a couple of weeks ago back in Minnesota to cover her enticing little body from my eyes as she stumbled out to find her bed partner. Her eyes were still partly closed as she asked in a squeaky voice, “Where did you go?”
I smiled at her as I welcomed her over to where I was sitting to receive a tender hug around her waist which she graciously accepted. As she got there she said again in a sleepy voice, “You don’t have nothing on” and tried to smile a little through her groggy looking eyes.
“You do,” I said taking her into my arms and hugging her around the hips and waist.
She cooed softly as I drew her in next to my warm body and slid my hands under the night gown and rested them on her cheeks. She looked down at me and gave me an accepting smile and snuggled her crotch right into my wide spread legs. I began rubbing all over her back and butt cheeks as she stood there next to me, enjoying my impromptu standing massage. She was pressing her hips in towards me as I slid my fingers along her butt crack.
Sliding them the length of her crack, probing deep into her junction from her rear position, I found her opening just starting to secrete the moisture from her vagina. I pried her legs apart slightly with my entire hand as she let out a slight groan from her lips and closed her eyes in anticipation of the grandeur that she knew would follow. I didn’t want to disappoint her so, finding her two lips moist and willing, I inserted one of my own up into her canal as her knees buckled a little and she moaned out loudly.
I penetrated her opening with the full length of my finger and curled it up in search for her G-spot. Her reactive response to my finding it was sharp and aggressive as she bent her hips backward at first and then pushed them forcefully back against my exploring finger. She was wild with excitement as I ground away at her rough pleasure zone buried just inside and upward in her vagina. “Oh my God,” she said as I rubbed it over and over.
My free hand worked it way up to her breasts and, grabbing one nipple at a time, I pinched and rotated each one as I manipulated my finger inside her vagina. She was really getting hot by my stimulating manual assault on two of her sensitive areas and then she suddenly picked up her night gown by the hem and tore it off of her small little body exposing it totally to my eyes and my hands. My cock was rock hard by this juncture and she could see that it was ready for some action.
She pulled my hand out from between her legs and moved closer to my sitting position. I scooted my butt off of the chair that I was sitting in, leaving just a small portion still on it for support. She stepped with each foot straddling my legs and before she situated herself down on my raging cock, her breasts were in perfect reaching area for me to take them into my mouth and suck down hard on each. She threw back her head and moaned again very loudly then settled down on my erection and guided it up into her opening.
It went in slightly and began to twitch a little in anticipation of the greater experience that it knew awaited it. She was holding her breath as she lowered herself down and it impaled her small but willing opening. Her lubricated vagina opened up to its assault up her canal as she bit her lower lip and eased her bottom down to rest on my pubic hairs. She had taken the whole thing into her womb as she moaned a receptive moan out of her open mouth.
I moved both arms inside of the outstretched legs and pulled up on her knees as they were cradled there. Pulling up with my arms and standing up on my feet, she grabbed me by my neck and settled down even further on my enraged pole as it went in a little further. I began to bounce her up and down on my shaft as she gasped for breath from my cock impaling her vaginal opening. She could feel it as it bottomed out against her cervix and with each strike against it, she would cry out with a loud, “OH!” Each “OH” got louder and higher in pitch until she was screaming at the top of her voice, “OH, OH, OH!!”
She was about to cum as I thrust upward with my hips, ramming it into her sloppy wet hole with no regard to where it was hitting her. I must have hit her cervix a dozen times with my hard cock as I was bottoming out inside her womb, but I couldn’t get enough of her wanting opening. It was engulfing my penetrations and demanding more so I was complying with those demands the best that I could. We both built and built until we reached the pentacle of desire almost simultaneously and then we exploded into a total release that brought us both to the brink of unconsciousness.
I had held my breath for I don’t know how long, to the point that I was dizzy and almost ready to pass out. She was bouncing down on my cock, fiercely trying to impale it deeper up her canal and satisfy her unscratchable itch that was driving her onward. She was tossing her beautiful head from side to side as her hands were digging into the flesh on my neck and then she went perfectly still. I began to spill my guts out of my cock into her receptive hole and as I felt the backsplash from it hitting her cervix, I knew that I had not shot so hard in my life.
She was tight as a rod, unmoving for a second, letting it build and to consume her very essence and then, in one final cry of ecstasy, she exploded into a writhing mass of nerve ending all demanding stimulating at one time. She was crying out her release as she thrashed around on my pole and ground her chest into my face. She was wildly rising and lowering herself down on it as if she had abandoned all sense of reason. She was releasing all of her pent up emotions in one final expulsion as each and ever one of them were trying to exit her body at the same time. Her mind was losing any grasp of reality and as it began to tumble down, so did her ability to maintain her consciousness. She became like a spent, wet noodle in my grasp as she jerked and twitched herself into a well deserved rest.
I staggered backward and sat down with her still in my arms perched high on my crotch with both of her legs wrapped around my middle. She was breathing very heavily and so was I as I could feel the need for sleep creep over my body and soon I relented to it and fell into that wistful feeling of afterglow and the wonderful sleep that accompanies it.
I slept for hours with the gratefulness of feeling this beautiful girl still sitting on my lap as I dreamed about loving her the way that I had. It was a feeling of satisfaction and contentment, a feeling of a longing sensation and the gratification of achieving something special and, with this deep feeling, I had no problem sleeping the hours away.
Again, I was the first to regain consciousness at about 8:30 and as I slowly rolled Chloe off of me, I started to the bathroom to clean myself some and to get dressed. She wasn’t very happy about being awakened from her slumber but allowed me to leave her again and while I was in the bathroom, she crawled into bed and was fast asleep when I came into the room. I put on my clothes and went out to continue with my studies and allowed her to rest.
I was on my second cup of coffee and was deep in my planning when the bedroom door opened and my beautiful young bed partner stepped out into the light of the day. She had gotten dress this time into a pair of shorts and a loose fitting sweater and she looked fabulously radiant. She smiled at me as she walked over to the pair of chairs that were arrange on either side of the table, stopped to give me a kiss good morning and asked me where another cup was for her coffee.
I continued to plan out loud while Chloe started breakfast for the two of us and I had reached a decision just as she put the plates on the table. While we were eating I told her of my plans but she seemed rather distant, like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. I finished telling her what and where I had planned to go but she still seemed lost in another world. I wondered what she was thinking about but I decided to let her tell me in her own time.
After we ate and cleaned up the rig, we headed back out onto the highway and on to Soldotna and Kenai to see the Cook’s State Park. It is an area of ground at the northern most point of the Kenai Peninsula and it has a commanding view across Cook’s Inlet towards the many volcanoes to the northwest. As I was explaining this area to Chloe, she was still not really listening to my narrative and seemed almost uninterested.
I quit talking for a while and continued to drive in silence when she finally asked, “Chris, when you asked me last night if I knew that what we did was going to change our relationship, well, you didn’t say what it would change it to. What kind of relationship did we have and what kind do we now have?”
This question took me totally off guard and I had to think about it before I could answer. “As I see it anyway, our relationship was that of the love of a daughter by her father. I’ve always considered you like my daughter since I was the first to see you come out of your mother’s womb. And now, well, it’s just different I guess. It has grown into something much more intimate than a love between father and daughter, more like a man and a woman who are attracted to each other. What do you think or want it to become?”
“I don’t know. I’ve always loved you, like a father but much more too. I’ve always fantasized about making love with you and you making love with me. That’s more than a daughter should feel isn’t it? But now that we have, you know, been together, well, I was just wondering where it goes from here,” she said in a questioning way.
I pulled off the road onto a parking area and put the RV into park to look at her directly in the eye. This seemed to make her feel a little uneasy as she stared down into her lap. I told her as earnestly and sincerely as I could, “Chloe, what we did was wonderful and I wouldn’t change a thing about anything that we did. I know that I love you in a different way than I did when you first came to live with me this summer. But I’m too old for you Chloe. You deserve much better than what I can offer you,” I tried to explain but seeing her reaction, I quickly stated, “But, I would like to try and see just where this relation will lead us. I don’t know, what do you think?”
A smile replaced the serious look upon her face and she scooted over and gave me a gentle, warm kiss on my lips. She looked out the windshield of the passenger’s side and asked, “When will we get to this State Park anyway?”
We traveled for only about 30 minutes more and we were at the outskirts of Soldotna. I soon found out that the peninsula was not as big as I thought and that you could travel from one end to the other in about 3 hours so I thought that this would make a good “base camp” for our stay. We stopped at the “Visitor’s Center” in Kenai to get a map of the area and to inquire as to the local highlights and, while we were stopped, I thought that we could head for one of my secret information gathering places, the local “greasy spoon” and ask a lot of questions.
We were directed to the historic section of Kenai to check out a little sandwich shop that was there. All of the locals usually gathered to share their lunch time while they “chewed the fat” so we got back in the rig and drove the 4 or 5 blocks to the restaurant. It turned out to be a treasure trove of information and we left there with much more knowledge of the peninsula than when we walked in. We even found a place to spend the night and they had nice hot showers to clean ourselves up.
Before we went out to the RV Park I called to make arrangements for the night and also the next one. I figured that we would spend at least a couple of days here and as I mentioned, this peninsula was just the size to make day trips out of it easily. We then headed out to Cook’s Inlet State Park to see what it offered and upon arriving, I certainly wasn’t disappointed.
On this clean beautiful day with its clear blue skies, the four volcanoes that sprung up on the other side of the inlet stood out like gems in the ocean of blue. Their white tops glistened as one would occasionally burp out a cloud of sulfur just to let you know that it was still active and the others would almost applauded their approval. The inlet itself was a muddy grey tone of silt and mud that would wash in with the tide and then be dragged back out with the currents. The tidal surge on the Cook’s Inlet was some of the strongest and greatest in the world so it was no wonder that the bottom could not get a hold.
We took many pictures during the hour and a half that the tide was coming in and were amazed at the huge rocks that littered the bottom that were soon covered by the ascension of the sea water and, when it had come in as far as it could, there wasn’t a single rock exposed to the air.
We finally heaed back into town to formally check in to our home for the next couple of nights so we were all set up by about 6 that evening. We still had many hours of daylight left so we decided to go for a walk through the country side and to see what we could see. Of course we took along our cameras and we weren’t disappointed in the wild life we captured digitally.
One was of two bald eagles in flight that I caught just as one was on its back with its talons outstretched while the other was on top of it in a likewise threatening pose. I had seen a similar shot somewhere else but to think that I actually caught them in this dance and recorded it digitally was one of proudest moments in my photographing career.
It was about 10 o’clock when we got back to the rig to catch a quick bite and to get cleaned up from the next day’s activities. The showers at the Park were not gender oriented, in other words, anyone could use any shower so when I stepped into the room I was instantly amazed and grateful for the room it offered inside. I hurriedly went back to the RV and told Chloe to bring her towel and soap because I had a surprise for her and grinned.
She followed me back to the showers and as she walked into one, she paused for a second, looked around and with a big grin on her face, she muttered, “Oh my, this is going to be fun,” and turned to close the door. I went up to her and gave her the biggest hug that I could as she opened herself up to getting very personal with me. I kissed her passionately on the lips as my arms encircled her shoulders and drew her in to my embrace. She melted into my arms as she melted my soul and I knew that I had to have her that instant.
I stood back from out embrace and looked down at her eager face smiling back at me with a yearning that would have seduced a priest. I reached out my hands to her sweater and pulled it up over her head as she assisted me by raising her arms. I tossed it aside and reached for the fly of her shorts. She stood by while I peeled them down over her hips and she deftly stepped out of her sandals and then her jeans. She was wearing little boy shorts for panties with a matching bra that did a lousy job of covering her breasts because they stuck out over the top and were quite stimulating to the viewer.
I had to touch the soft fleshy part of her breasts so I moved my fingers up to the top of her bra and inserted the back of my knuckles into the cups and slowly drug the back of my fingertips down onto her nipples. She closed her eyes and groaned at my touch and then moved a little closer to the caress as I placed my fingers on her shoulder straps. Removing them off of her shoulders and letting them fall down her arms as far as they could go, I once again moved my attention back up to the cups that were clinging to her globes and peeled them off, exposing her two wondrous breasts to my starving eyes.
Her bra fell down to gather at her tummy but my eyes did not follow the motion; they were glued to the spectacle of seeing her two lovely bare globes. They were so perfectly shaped, all round and soft looking, I just had to touch them one more time. They weren’t so big that they hung down any yet they weren’t so small that they had no life in them either. They were just right and, for now anyway, they were all mine and I wanted to suck them one at a time.
But first, I had to see what her new panties were hiding under their lacy layering of fabric so I touched my hand right on her crotch and dug in with my fingers. She backed away just a smidgen as I pressed my finger into her pubic area but the sound that escaped her lips gave me all the approval that I needed. I cupped my palm under her junction and slowly pulled it upward, dragging my fingers along her slit as I finally touched her at her waistband.
Never taking my eyes off of her crotch, I slipped her panties slowly down past her hips on the sides, her crack on her rear and her pubic growth in front until I had them falling free down to the floor. I sucked in my breath seeing her naked once again as I tossed her panties aside to join with the rest of the clothing she wore but a few seconds ago and then turning back to her, I stepped forward to take her into my arms again and embrace my beautiful young woman standing naked before me.
I hugged her for a brief minute or so and then she stepped back away from me, looked up into my eyes and reached out to take off my pullover shirt. She made short work of my clothing and as she pulled my boxers over my semi-hard cock, she went down to her knees to take it into her mouth. I reached down and grabbed her by her armpits and pulled her up, saying, “Not yet Chloe. There will be lots of time for that but first I want to clean every inch of your body and let you clean every inch of mine.”
She smiled as she got back up on her feet and reached for the soap and washcloth she had brought along with her. Applying an ample supply of soap to the cloth, she started to smear it all over my chest and arms and then let her hands slide down my body until she was rubbing my crotch with the soapy solution. Her hand with the cloth went down between my legs and down to my thighs but then she brought it back up as she looked up into my eyes and smiled an even bigger smile. My knees started to buckle as she reached the shaft of my cock and slid the washcloth back and forth on it.
“Is that clean now,” she asked in a teasing tone to her smiling face.
“I think that it need just a little more,” I cooed back as her eager hand kept up the pumping.
She just grinned but added, “When do I get all clean and spotless?”
“Oh how about now,” I said, taking the washcloth out of her hand.
I applied another coating of the soap that she had brought to the washcloth and lathered it into a foaming mess before I started to smear it all over her young tender breasts. The suds gathered on the tips of them, right at the nipples and dripped down to the floor. I reapplied it and watched as it repeated the dripping and I then washed over her entire breast line. I stopped for a minute to admire my work and then proceeded down to her tummy.
Washing that area completely from her waist up to her breasts, I ran the soapy washcloth around and around her tummy area until it was clean as a babies butt before I took my concentration down to my favorite area. I reapplied the soap one more time before starting and I watched as it gently started to rub on her crotch. I noticed her eyes closing and her mouth opening as it made its way down between her separating legs and found the area of the opening between them. I hesitated there for a second before I started retrieving my touch back out into the light of day.
She still had her eyes closed as I massaged in the soapy lather around her tight labia lips and she moaned a little in response. I lowered myself down and knealed at her wide spread feet so I could get a good look at her pubic area as I moved the washcloth down to wash her legs. I went all the way down to her ankles before I retraced the cloth back up her inner thighs and in so doing, it caused her shutter and moan at the sensation. She was really get turned on by my presence at her eager pussy and she showed it by moving herself closer to the washcloth and spreading her legs out wider.
Now she was standing almost on top of my kneeling position so I scooted down and took my seat between her legs. I looked up between them and saw the most wondrous sight I had seen in a long, long time. Her two lips were puckered together tighter than a clam shell and the fuzzy hairs that covered them were dripping wet from the shower water running down her front. She was leaning into my face so I stuck out my tongue and ran it up her slit. She moaned and leaned in ever further.
I put my entire face up between her legs until my nose was nestled right into her snatch. She was grinding away with her hips as my tongue separated her two puffy pussy lips. She let out a scream as I licked my tongue right up against her pleasure node as she almost stumbled forward onto the shower wall. I steadied her with my hand but my fingers went up to her junction and then up into her opening. She froze for a second then cried out at the top of her lungs, “OH CHRIS YES, RIGHT THERE! YES RAM IT IN ME!”
I pumped it into her warm wet vagina a couple of times and then withdrew it and spun her around so she was facing the opposite direction. I got back up on my knees, pushed her over at the waist and put my hand directly between her legs and then I felt for her holes. She had separated her legs out wide so when I placed my hand directly on her junction, she bent her knees a little as she pushed her butt out into my probing fingers. I was in heaven looking into her openings and ready to penetrate into both.
I massaged her anus with my thumb first, running it around the perimeter of her little rose bud while gently pressing into its confines. While it was probing its way in, my middle finger was penetrating her vaginal canal. This was much easier to enter than her anus because of her natural lubrication but as I massaged it with my thumb, it began to form a little moisture around her anus and soon my thumb was penetrating itself up to the knuckle as she made a ghostly sound of pleasure and backed into my hand, trying to push it in further.
It began to work as I soon felt my entire thumb go into her rectum and she started to squeal in a high pitched voice. I was pumping my finger in and out of her vagina as she was arching her back but suddenly pulled away and turned around to pull me up to my feet. Grabbing me by my rock hard cock, she led me out of the shower and scooped up her towel and announced, “Let’s get dressed and go back to the RV so we can make love all night long.” I agreed with her suggestion and grabbed my towel in an effort to dry myself off so I could pull on my clothes. I led the way back to our campsite and held the door for her to enter first but I was right behind her.
I watched her rear end as she managed the two steps up into the rig, knowing that she hadn’t put on her boy shorts underwear and that giggle that I detected was from the freedom of constraint of her buttocks. As I entered behind her, I stopped, locked the door behind us and grabbed my little beauty by the shoulders, turning her around. I kissed her hard on the lips with my exploring mouth and was met by a tongue that was searching for its mate in mine. I mashed down on the lips and I searched out her back with my hands. I knew there was no bra either as I soon was under her sweater and I was pulling it up.
My hands were strongly squeezing her back and as the sweater made its way off over her head, her hands started tearing at my shirt to get it off also. Mine went immediately down to her fly as I had them open in a second. I thrust my hand down the front of her shorts and didn’t stop until I was cradling her crotch in my out stretched palm. She stopped in the middle of removing my trousers when I made contact down there as her eyes closed and she raised her chin for an instant but then she seemed frantic to get me naked. Finally, after we disrobed each other and were standing in a wild embrace, feeling our naked bodies rub together, I reached down and picked her fine little body up into my arms and carried her into the bedroom.
All the way in to the room, she had her eyes closed as she was panting out of her mouth with excitement. I threw her down on the bed and she bounced to a stop in the middle with her legs spread out wide and bent at the knees. I looked at her muffin and my eyes glazed over with lust it looked so inviting so I buried my face as deep as I could into her crotch and started to suck, lick and bite my way into her treasure. My nose was deep into her vagina and my tongue was reaming out her anus as she was screaming with excitement.
“Oh God Chris, that feel so good!” she kept saying. “I love the way you make me feel!”
Her heels were dug in to the bed and she arching her back a foot off of it. She reached for the hair on my head and pulled it down even further into her open snatch. Chloe was shaking her head from side to side as she continued to cry out with pleasure. I moved my mouth up to take in her clitoris between my lips and I started to suck on her little node as hard as I possibly could. Again she reacted in the way a wild and totally out of control person would act; thrusting up her pelvis and pulling down on my head. She was about to cum so I brought her home the best that I could by biting tenderly on her clitoris as I was sucking the very life out of her.
She strained her back higher than I thought it was possible as she held her breath. She acted as if she was trying to hold back her release to let it build until it would not build any further. Then in one last cry, she shuttered all over and proceeded to pump her hips and gyrate her crotch area around and up and down all at the same time, grinding her clitoris into my lips as hard as she could. Over and over her pussy pulsated as it spewed out her juices all over my face. I loved it so much that I willingly opened my mouth and drank in as much of it as I could.
Having tasted her most imamate fluids, I crawled on my hands and knees up her body until my knees were beside her head and my crotch was right above her face. She was panting uncontrollably with her eyes still closed as she felt my cock brush against her cheek. She opened her eyes wide, opened her mouth and eagerly placed her lips around my cock and began to suck it in to her hungry mouth. I almost died right there on the spot it felt so good. My cock was raging hard as she took it all in and while she had it there, I turned to face the other way and went down between her wide spread knees.
She cried out in protest, mumbling something about being too sensitive down there but that didn’t deter my efforts one little bit. I landed with my arms between her legs and hooking one with each elbow and pulled her legs back until I was looking at her crotch pointing straight up in the air. Once again she tried to stop me but her mouth was full of my cock so I couldn’t make out a word she was saying.
I wetted my middle finger with my saliva and placed it on her rectum and then, without any warning, I pushed it through her reluctant sphincter into her bowels just as far as it would go. I heard a muffled scream escape her mouth as I inserted my thumb up her vagina and began thrusting it in and out as fast as I could. I tilted my hand up to make room for my mouth as I plunged down on her unsuspecting clitoris and a cry went up out of her full mouth. It was more of a gurgle than a cry but I got the idea that she was loving the feeling and was responding with gyrations and convulsing that almost threw me totally off her body.
She took my cock further and further into her mouth as she was making the gurgling sounds of pleasure. It was coming out as a guttural groan but it was rhythmic to the ear as the pitch continued to rise. She was going wild with desire and lust when I bit down slightly on her pleasure button and that sent her over the top. She jammed my cock into the back of her throat as she locked her knees around my shoulders. Lifting her hips up off the bed with my face still buried in the crotch and my fingers still pumping her openings, she cried out in a loud gurgle but continue to devour my erection in her mouth.
Her orgasm became paramount in her life at that moment and she was working hard to get the utmost release from her ordeal. She was ramming her crotch up into my mouth and hand as she pulling my butt into her wide open mouth and sucking hard on my erupting cock. As I shot my juices deep within her mouth and down her throat, she swallowed it all and wanted even more to come out of the end. I shot another load and then another. She swallowed every last drop, still gurgling her orgasmic bliss.
She soon started to settle down and as she released my deflating cock from her lips, I heard her softly saying over and over, “Oh Chris, I love you. I love you so much.” The only real response that I could truthfully make was, “I know Chloe, I know.”
She fell fast asleep, totally spent and satisfied with our love making that evening. I fell into a wonderful slumber that lasted about a half hour and when I awoke, I gently got out of bed and walked to the front of the RV to reflect on just where I wanted this relationship to go. I didn’t feel that at that moment I had much control over anything anymore and I wanted that to change. But without an idea as to what I wanted it to be, it was going to continue to head in its present direction and I didn’t know if I wanted that or not. I had to think this through.
I poured myself a rum and coke and sat down to think about it for awhile. What did I feel for Chloe anyway? What did I want our relationship to be? I knew that she loved me; that was obvious and she readily admitted it tonight, but how did I feel about her? I thought the world of her; my gosh I helped raise her since she was born, but do I love her? But what is love anyway? If I could answer that question then maybe I could know if I loved Chloe or not. I love her body and love making love to her, but do I love her?
My mind went back to the time I met her mother. I mean I know I loved Julie, I asked her to marry me. But what did I love about her? She was fun and she made me laugh. She had a great body and she knew how to use it, but is that all love is; a few laughs and a great time in the sack? The more I asked the question the more confused I got so after awhile, and a few more rum and cokes later, I drifted off to sleep in the chair I was sitting in only to wake up about 4 in the morning with a neck ache and stiff muscles so I joined my lover in bed. I cuddled up to her bare butt and threw my upper arm under hers and placed it on her lower shoulder and went right to sleep all warm and close to her.
I slept like a log until about 8 AM when I felt Chloe’s warm little butt push back into my morning erection. I don’t think I had moved from when I went to sleep because my cock was wedged into her butt between her legs and with the morning hard on in full bloom, I was rubbing right up next to her opening and turning her on. She cooed a warm gentle noise as she scooted back into my cock and she moved my hand from her shoulder to her breast. I gave it a gentle squeeze and she cuddled back into it even more.
She began a rocking motion with her hips, sliding them back and forth across my protruding cock until I started to feel the warmth along it length. I moved my hand from her breast down to her junction until I suddenly felt my own cock sliding between her two lips. I placed my first and third fingers on the sides of them and pushed and squeezed them together around my now fully erect cock. The moisture that she was secreting lubricated her canal and my cock was sliding easily up and down its full length.
She moaned a little and turned onto her side and threw her leg over my hip, opening up her entire crotch to my exploration. I put my hand on her leg and drew it up to my waist and then placed it down right on her pussy. She moaned out loud and moved her hips apart inviting my manual pressure and manipulation into her treasure trove of pleasure and when I found her love button, she pressed her hips tightly against my finger and called out, “Oh Chris I love you.”
I wanted to tell her that I loved her too, but I didn’t want to lie to her. I don’t know if I loved her or not but one thing that I did know was that I wanted to make love with her right then. I wanted to take it slow and gentle. I wanted to make it last and last; I didn’t want it end. I wanted to be gentle with her, to make her want it more than anything she’s ever wanted in her life. I wanted her to orgasm in the most unbelievable way; one that she will never forget. I wanted to earn her love for me and I wanted to, maybe, learn to love her too.
I rolled her to her back and got up on my knees between her legs and looked down into her eyes. They were open and loving in her acceptance of my advances. I continued to search into her eyes as I slid my lower body down onto her wide spread legs while propping my upper body up with my arms. She was looking deep into mine with the warmest, surrendering look that I could ever imagine and as I slid my manhood into position to enter her, she bit down on her lower lip, closed her eyes for a second and then inhaled her breath in anticipation.
I eased myself down into her warm soft opening as she once again looked up with a grateful, loving look in her eyes and then opened her legs even wider. As it entered into her wet vagina and slid it all the way in, she strained her hips up into my gentle thrust to meet it half way. I touched her cervix with the end of my cock and she shuddered just a little and then relaxed as I slid it out. Still looking into those beautiful loving blue eyes, I reversed myself and once again penetrated her vaginal canal, separating the protective walls as I went in and then stopped again at her cervix. She sighed as she met my thrust and then whispered, “Oh Chris, you make me feel so good.”
Her eyes were looking into mine with this dreamy sort of stare as I continued to slide it gently in and out of her vagina. She was getting hotter with every entry as she opened her mouth and began panting her approval. I slid up a little on her body to change the position of my stroke and when I inserted it fully, she gasped out loud when I rubbed up against her clitoral area. She closed her eyes for a second as she arched her back and threw back her head. When she reopened those baby blues and looked into my eyes once again, she managed to whisper, “God Chris, how do you know what I want?”
Without answering the question, I began sliding my cock into her wanting pussy with greater speed and intensity. She was starting to build her excitement and was saying over and over, “Oh, oh, oh,” in an ascending tonal range. Pretty soon her was shrieking wildly, “OH MY GOD CHRIS, AH, AH, AH! YES OH YES!” She camped down on my cock with her vaginal walls as it slid in and out while her juices began to flow. She was humping her hips in rhythm with my insertion, trying to ram it as far into her tunnel as she could possibly could. She was holding her breath and was becoming rigid and tense, trying to hold her release off just as long as she possibly could until she could hold it back no longer.
Chloe grabbed me by my ass and pulled me into her as hard as she could just as she let out her release. She tightened her facial muscles, opened her mouth and closed her eyes and then cried out in an agonizing growl, “OH MY GOD CHRIS, I’M CUMMMINGGGG!!!” Just then, I grunted and growled my own release and exhaled my breath into a deep vocal response and began shooting my sperm deep into her wanting womb. I could feel it shoot over and over against her cervix; splashing and sliding its way into her depths and it wouldn’t stop. I must have spewed a gallon of my bodily fluids into her confines before I could gradually feel the pressure start to subside.
It was slowly sliding in and out of her now sloppy wet vagina as it started to deflate. She was past the needy part of her orgasm but her vagina walls were still sucking the last of any fluids out the end of my cock. I finally collapsed upon her tiny little body and slipped once again into a state of restfulness as did Chloe. We rested there for awhile, unmoving but content in yet another wonderful sexual encounter that brought us one step closer to that mutual love and respect that we both craved.
I rolled off of her but brought her with me until she was lying on top of my chest as she woke from her brief respite. She raised her head and looked deep into my eyes with this dreamy love that I could only imagine ever seeing in a woman’s eyes. She smiled and whispered, “I love you, Chris. I’ve always loved you and I always will.”
I needed to respond but I couldn’t confess a love that I didn’t trust. So I began, “Chloe, I…”
She put a finger to my lips and said, “Shush, I know Chris, I know.”

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Slutty Best Friends 2

Jenny woke up unexpectedly from a very pleasant dream. She was having flashbacks to the events of the night before, when she and her best friend Becca had sucked off each others’ little brothers in a hot tub. “Dammit,” Jenny swore, “and it was just getting good, too.” Jenny couldn’t always remember her dreams, but she always remembered her sex dreams. Those were her favorites, and her most frequent. She reached down and slipped two fingers into her pussy. She was wet, as she expected. She brought her hand back up and sucked her juices from her fingers, loving the taste of her own pussy. She never questioned why Becca loved eating her out. She glanced at the clock, and noticed it was still pretty early. “Kevin’s probably not even awake yet.” She thought about using her extra time to masturbate, but realized she was horny for what she was doing in her dream. She needed to suck cock again. She smiled, knowing just where she could find someone willing to let her have her fun. Jenny stood up, left her room, and walked down the hall to her brother’s room.
She stood in her brother’s doorway, wearing just a pink nightie and panties. “Oh Kevin, wake up!” she urged in a sing-song voice. Kevin groggily woke up. Upon seeing his sexy older sister in his doorway, however, he was instantly at full attention, as was his cock. “Mornin’ little brother. How would you like a quick blowjob before school?” Jenny asked, with a naughty grin on her face.
“…Am I still dreaming?” Kevin asked, kinda lamely.
Jenny giggled. “No, silly, if this were a dream I’d be naked already. Now c’mon, come sit on the edge of your bed here.” Jenny said, walking over to the side of Kevin’s bed. Kevin pulled his covers off him and swung his legs around so he was sitting up with his legs dangling over the side of his bed. He was only wearing a pair of boxers, and his hard cock looked like it was already about to pop out. Jenny licked her lips. “Now, let’s get started.” She grabbed the hem of her nightie and pulled it off of herself, exposing her bare tits to her brother. Kevin was practically shaking with excitement. For the first time, his sister was actually going to suck his cock. Jenny got down on her knees in front of her brother, wearing just her pink panties, reached out and took her brother’s cock out of his boxers. She stroked it with her hand just to get a good feel of it; it was already rock hard.
Jenny moaned. “Mmmm, I really need this.” She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around Kevin’s cock, and slowly moved down, taking it all into her mouth. Jenny had had experience with many larger cocks, so she slid her brother’s dick into her mouth with ease and started licking and sucking it. As she slid his dick in and out of her mouth, every now and then she would let out a tiny, sexy moan. But pretty soon she started to pick up the pace. As much as she was enjoying herself, and despite wanting to pleasure her little brother as much as possible, she knew she didn’t have a whole lot of time, and she wanted his cum as fast as she could get it. Her moans of pleasure were soon replaced by sloppy slurping noises as she sucked her brother’s dick as fast as she could. Kevin was in heaven, and he was still so amazed by the whole situation that he didn’t even think to warn his sister when he was about to cum. But Jenny was so used to guys cumming in her mouth, it didn’t even phase her. As her brother’s cock erupted in her mouth, she swallowed it all like a dutiful whore. God this is hot, Jenny thought, my own brother is cumming in my mouth!
Jenny kept sucking until she was sure she had gotten every last drop. She was still on her knees stroking his dick when Kevin fell onto his back, completely drained. “Mmm, Becca was right! You do taste good, little bro!”
“God that was awesome. Thank you, Jenny.” he said.
“No problem, little bro.” Jenny gave her brother’s cock one last kiss before standing up. “What are big sisters for, anyway?” she giggled to herself. Then she slipped her tiny pink panties off, said “here,” and threw them onto her brother’s face. “I know you like jerking off into my panties, little bro. Feel free to use ’em whenever you need to.”
Jenny picked up her discarded nightie and left her brother’s room still naked. She felt so deliciously dirty after that, and she couldn’t wait to tell Becca all about it.
***
When Becca woke up, at first everything felt normal. But then she remembered her slutty display in front of her brother the night before, and knew things were gonna be way more fun around the house now. She got out of bed, wearing just her bra and panties like usual. But instead of walking down the hall to the bathroom before taking them off, she stripped them off right away and walked down the hall naked. She left the bathroom door wide open and climbed right into the shower.
Kyle heard his sister walk down the hall, but when he got to the bathroom he was surprised to see the door completely open. In the past, he had always had to peek in through a crack to watch his hot sister undress. Becca could see through the fogged up glass of the shower that her brother had entered the bathroom, wearing a T-shirt and boxers. He stood in front of the mirror brushing his teeth. It was obvious he was watching Becca shower, because Kyle never took more than a few seconds to brush his teeth, and he was there for minutes. Becca made a show of lathering up her impressive tits for a while, then turned the shower off and stepped out.
“Hey, little bro.” Becca said casually. Kyle had just spit into the sink, then he turned, and stopped and stared in awe at his older sister’s wet, glistening, naked body. Becca took a towel and brought it to her face, taking longer than necessary to dry it off so her brother could get a nice long look at her amazing teen body. When she finished, she held the towel down, and saw Kyle had a massive tent in his boxers. She laughed and pointed at his crotch. “Wow, bro, that’s some serious morning wood. You want some help with that?”
Kyle looked down and noticed what she was talking about. He looked really embarrassed. Becca laughed again. “Hey, relax, little brother. Don’t be shy, you should be proud of that. You got a pretty big tool for a guy your age. Jenny really seemed to enjoy it last night, but then again that little slut loves every dick she sees.” Becca, still wet and completely nude, got on her knees in front of her brother. “Here, I’ll give you a hand.” She pulled Kyle’s boxers down and his hard dick sprang out. She took it in one hand, spit on it for lubrication, and started stroking it.
Becca gave great handjobs. She’d started jerking off her guy friends in 7th grade, and she’d loved doing it ever since. Something about helping a guy masturbate just thrilled her for some reason. She started using two hands to pump her brother’s cock, and Kyle had to grab the bathroom counter to keep from losing his balance and falling over. After just minutes of Becca’s skilled handiwork, Kyle started to cum. She held her tits up with one hand, and kept stroking and aiming Kyle’s cock at her tits with the other hand. Spurt after spurt of her brother’s big white load splashed onto her tits. Becca loved when guys came on her tits, and she smiled a devilish smile as she watched her brother’s load spill out onto her chest.
“There, that better?” Becca asked as she milked the last drops of cum from Kyle’s dick. When he was finished and his cock started to deflate, Becca started rubbing her brother’s cum into her still wet tits. Then she laughed. “I’m such a whore, I just showered and I couldn’t even go five minutes without getting dirty again!”
“Thanks, sis.” Kyle said.
“Nah, don’t mention it. You ever need help with your morning wood, I’d be glad to lend a hand.” Becca responded. Then, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened, Becca finished toweling off and walked back to her room to finish getting ready for school.
***
Jenny left her house and began walking along her usual route to the bus stop. When she got to Becca’s house, Becca had just left the front door and was waiting for Jenny to catch up.
“Well, I sucked my brother’s dick.” Jenny announced.
“Good morning to you, too.” Becca said dryly.
Jenny giggled. “Sorry. Mornin’, babe. But I just had to tell you. I had a dream about last night and woke up super horny, so I just had to suck him.”
“His cock was fun to suck, wasn’t it? Just like I told you.”
“Uh-huh! What about your brother’s? Have you gotten a taste yet?”
“Oh. No. But, I gave him a handjob after he watched me in the shower. I let him cum all over my tits.”
Jenny giggle. “Oh you slut, you just love gettin’ guys to cum on your big titties, don’tcha?”
“Yes, but not as much as you love getting guys to cum on your face, or on your ass, or in your mouth, or just about anywhere!” Becca laughed.
“Good point, I am a bit of a cum slut, huh? How long did it take ya to figure that one out? Anyway you gotta suck your brother off after school today.”
“Are you gonna suck off your brother again after school?” Becca asked.
“No, I’m gonna fuck him. I probably would’ve this morning, but I guess I didn’t think I had time. You should totally fuck yours too, come to think of it.”
“Fine, after school we’ll fuck our brothers.” Becca said.
“Deal. Let’s kiss on it.” Jenny said. The two best friends stopped for a moment and leaned in for a slow, lust-filled, sensual kiss. Becca’s hands moved down Jenny’s back and up her skirt, grabbing her tight ass. They stopped kissing for a second for Jenny to giggle, then resumed their make-out session as Jenny started grabbing Becca’s tits through her top. Secretly, they both hoped some of the neighbors were watching them. They finished their kiss and continued walking, and Jenny gave Becca one last slap on the ass as they went.
“Dressed a little different today, aren’t you, Becca?” Jenny said.
“I know! I’m actually wearing pants! Weird, huh?”
Becca was dressed in a pair of tan short shorts, just barely covering her ass. “Those are not pants! They don’t count as pants unless they’re at least two inches below your ass!”
“Well then what would you call these?”
“Those are booty shorts! And I hope you enjoyed that spanking, because the guys in the hallways are gonna be giving you lots more, all day!”
“Really?” Becca asked.
“Yes! You never really notice, because you’re always wearing skirts and dresses and guys are too busy trying to upskirt you. But I’ve been wearing booty shorts since 6th grade, and guys always smack and grab my ass in the hallways.
“And yet you keep wearing them.” Becca added.
Jenny smiled. “I never said I didn’t like it. Not today though, just an ordinary, totally-not-slutty cheerleading uniform for me.”
Becca laughed. “I bet your dad didn’t like you wearing booty shorts in middle school.”
“Oh, he hated it! He still does, too. He still comes into my room every now and then and picks up, like, a pair of my jeans shorts off the floor and asks ‘What is this, denim underwear?'”
Becca laughed again. “Oh my god! My dad does the same thing! He’ll be like ‘Is this a belt or a skirt?'”
The girls kept laughing and telling stories about how their fathers berated them for their choice of clothing until the school bus arrived.
***
At lunch, Becca sat at a table in the cafeteria with five of her guy friends. As she ate her lunch, she was leaning forward slightly reading a book. As with most of Becca’s choices in tops, she was showing ample cleavage as she leaned forward. She felt something small hit her in the chest, and looked up to see a few pieces of popcorn and some tiny carrots scattered on the table in front of her. Then she looked up at her friends, confused.
Her friends laughed, then one of them said, “Sorry, Becca. We were trying to see who could land something in your cleavage first!”
Becca glanced down and realized how much cleavage she’d been showing, then smiled and looked back up. She put her book down, crossed her arms on the table, and leaned forward even more. As she leaned into her arms, her tits squished together, showing even more cleavage than before.
“Well, take your best shot, boys!” Becca told them.
“Is there some sort of prize involved?” One of her friends asked jokingly.
Becca thought for a second, then smiled deviously. “First one to get something between my tits, gets to put something else between my tits,” she said slyly.
Excitedly, her friends started pelting her chest with tiny pieces of food, trying their best to get something in. All of them had gotten handjobs and blowjobs from her in the past. She had shown them all her impressive tits many times as well. But a chance to actually get tit fucked by “Big Tits” Becca would have been something else. That’s how most people around school knew Jenny and Becca, Big Tits Becca and Blowjob Jenny.
Her friend Mitch was the lucky winner, and actually cheered when he made it in. All the other guys made disappointed noises, then congratulated their friend. Becca stood up and walked over to Mitch, then bent over so her tits were in his face. “Go on, reach in there and get it,” she told him. Mitch put his hand down her shirt and picked up the piece of popcorn that had won him a free tit fuck. Becca opened her mouth, and he plopped it right in. She ate it, smiled, stood up straight, and told Mitch, “Come get your prize!” Then she took him by the hand, and led him out of the room, swaying her ass as she walked. Her other guy friends cheered as they watched them leave.
Becca was looking forward to what she was about to do. She remembered Mitch had a big dick. The last time she’d seen it was at a party at her house. She had walked in on him masturbating in her bathroom, then finished the job for him.
Becca led Mitch to the boys’ bathroom, which she was already very familiar with, and took him into an empty stall, locking the door behind them. The speed with which she sat him down on the toilet seat and yanked his pants down made it obvious to Mitch that she was just as excited to do this as he was. He was already hard. “Ooh, you are big! This is gonna be so much fun!” Becca said before spitting on her hand and stroking Mitch’s cock. Mitch was enjoying the handjob, but his eyes were still staring down Becca’s shirt as she knelt in front of him. Becca didn’t even need to follow his gaze to notice this, and she giggled. “Man, you really wanna see my boobs, don’t you? Can’t say I blame you.” She reached down with both hands and took her top off. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Becca smiled, “Like what you see? Good. Now, let’s get to the part where I fuck you with my tits.”
Becca spit on her hand and rubbed it between her tits. Then she cupped her tits in her hands, leaned forward into Mitch’s cock, and squished her tits together around it. She started to slowly push her tits up and down, jerking Mitch’s cock. Mitch couldn’t resist letting out little moans of pleasure every time the tip of his dick slipped through Becca’s tits. Every few strokes, Becca leaned her head forward and sucked Mitch’s cock head for a second or two. “Christ you’re good at this!” Mitch gasped.
“I am, aren’t I? Hard not to be with titties like these. I mean really, just look at ’em! They were made for putting dicks between ’em!”
“God I love your tits, Becca.”
“Aww, thanks! Lovely, aren’t they? So much better than Jenny’s tits, huh?” Becca and Jenny liked to compete over who’s the sexiest, the sluttiest, and the best fuck. Just a friendly competition, that ended up working in just about every guy’s favor.
“So much better.” Mitch said. Becca smiled and picked up the pace. She started slamming her tits up and down Mitch’s shaft vigorously. “Holy fuck Becca this is so good! I’m gonna cum!”
“Go ahead and cum, Mitch. All over my tits. Come on, Mitch, I know you wanna.” Mitch couldn’t take it any more, and came. His cum spilled out, getting smeared all over Becca’s tits as she continue to pump his cock. Some squirted up, hitting Becca in the chin. She stuck her tongue out, trying to catch more cum as it shot up into her face.
When Mitch was finished, Becca slowed down. She leaned back and lifted her cum-drenched tits to her mouth, sticking her tongue out and licking up Mitch’s cum.
After getting his pants back on, Mitch thanked Becca. “Not a bad prize, I’d say.” He joked.
“Well, maybe we should play these games more often then. I can think of plenty more prizes.” Becca suggested, winking.
***
While Becca was busy taking care of Mitch, Jenny was entering the cafeteria looking for her. She was horny as hell from having guys upskirting her in her cheerleader uniform all day, and she was aching for a quickie with her best friend. She looked around and saw some of her guy friends sitting where she’d normally sit, and walked over to them. “You guys seen Becca?” Jenny asked.
“Oh yeah, we’ve seen her. Lots of her.” One guy said, making the others laugh.
“Figures. Well, where is she now?” Jenny asked.
“She’s in the bathroom. With Mitch.”
“Dammit. That slut!” Jenny said. Well, might as well fuck one of these guys then, Jenny thought. She looked at the guys sitting around the table. These guys were in Becca’s grade, so she didn’t know them as well as Becca did. More specifically, she didn’t know the size of their cocks as well as Becca did. So she chose the best looking one. “You, Tom,” she said, pointing at Tom. “Come with me.”
“Why?” Tom asked.
“Tom,” another guy said, “when a cheerleader asks you to come with her, you don’t ask ‘why?’ You just go with her!” The other guys starting laughing.
“Alright, alright, jeez. Just first reaction, y’know? I’m going.” Tom said, standing up and taking Jenny’s hand.
Jenny laughed too. “Oh, don’t worry about them.” She turned so she could look at Tom’s friends as she said, “They’re not the ones gettin’ some cheerleader ass right now, are they?” Tom smiled smugly to his friends as they walked out of the cafeteria.
Jenny pulled Tom into the first empty classroom she could find and locked the door behind her. Grabbing Tom’s shirt, she backed up into a desk and pulled Tom into a deep kiss. As they made out, Jenny took Tom’s hands in hers and led them to her ass. He began feeling and squeezing her ass as she stroked his cock through the front of his pants. This went on until Jenny was sure he was as hard as he’d get. Then she turned around and grinded her ass into Tom’s crotch, feeling his hard dick between her ass cheeks through her skirt. Not a bad size, I sure know how to pick ’em, Jenny thought.
Jenny pulled her sexy pink panties down to her knees, bent over resting her arms on the desk, and pushed her ass out. Her cheerleading skirt rode up perfectly, exposing her tight ass to Tom. “Fuck me, Tom.” Jenny said, wiggling her ass back and forth. Cheerleaders at their school were well known for getting fucked during school in the exact position Jenny was in. They loved being fucked in their uniforms, and the short skirts were seemingly tailored perfectly for it. It happened so often that fucking a girl bent over a desk with her panties around her knees and the rest of her uniform still on became known around the school as “Cheer Style,” even when doing it to the lacrosse and field hockey girls, who were also huge sluts with similar uniforms.
Tom lined his dick up with Jenny’s pussy, grabbed her hips, and slowly pushed his way in. “Ohhh yeahhh,” Jenny moaned. Once Tom had his whole dick in her, he slowly pulled out and pushed back in. “No need to be gentle, Tom. Just fuck me.” Jenny said, looking over her shoulder and smirking at Tom. Not one to disappoint a lady, Tom started humping her faster. Jenny closed her eyes, basking in the feeling of having a big dick filling her pussy over and over. “Mmmm, harder baby!” Jenny cried. Tom was now slamming his cock into her, his balls making a slapping noise on her ass every time he filled her pussy. “Ohhh, that’s it!” Tom and Jenny were both in heaven, and they were both getting close to cumming. “Mmm, smack my ass.” Jenny ordered. Tom was more than happy to oblige, so he slapped the cheerleader’s tight teen ass as he continued to fuck her as hard as he could. Jenny moaned in blissful pleasure as she felt the blow of his hand.
“Jenny, I think I’m gonna cum soon.” Tom warned.
Jenny got excited. Time for her sweet, sweet reward. “Okay, baby. We can’t make a mess though, so I’m gonna have to swallow.” Tom pulled out and Jenny turned around and got on her knees in front of him. She grabbed his cock with one hand and started hungrily sucking it. The fact that he was already close to cumming combined with Jenny’s expert blowjob made Tom finish quickly. Several ropes of hot cum shot into Jenny’s mouth as she continued sucking, not slowing down at all. A few seconds after he stopped cumming, Jenny pulled back and looked up at Tom. She opened her mouth and showed him the pool of his cum she had collected, then closed her mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. She opened her mouth to show her it was empty, and giggled at the look on his face.
“You’re like something out of a porno!” Tom complimented.
“I’m a much better fuck than Becca, huh?” Jenny smiled.
“I’ve never fucked her before.”
“Oh, that tease! I don’t know how she keeps her guy friends happy!” Jenny laughed. Jenny knew Becca would flash her friends and let them feel her tits whenever they asked, and she’d give them all handjobs whenever they wanted, so she never quite got why she didn’t just let them fuck her. Jenny stood up and pulled her pink panties back up. “Well, see ya later, Tom. You’re a good fuck, I’ll remember that.” Then she winked at Tom, and left the room to go about the rest of her day.
***
Becca walked home from the bus stop with a sore ass that day. Jenny had been right about the shorts. Not only had they perfectly shown off her ass, but they also allowed her panties to stick out the top and be visible whenever she bent over. Being rather busty, Becca was used to getting groped somewhere higher, but that day, guys’ hands had been drawn to her ass, and a few guys got a little carried away with the pinching and the slapping. I don’t know how Jenny deals with it all the time, Becca thought. When she got home, she entered her family room to find her brother sitting on the couch watching TV. She’d taken the late bus home, so he’d gotten back a little before she did. “Hey, Kyle.” She greeted him and sat on the other couch so she could face him.
“Hey, Becca.” Kyle was surprised by how casual Becca was, feeling a bit awkward himself after the incident this morning. Becca, however, didn’t seem affected by it at all. Kyle was glad, though. He could relax knowing she didn’t feel guilty, figuring he didn’t either, and there was always the possibility of doing something like it again. Becca asked him about his day, and he told her the usual. Keeping with the polite conversation, he asked his sister about her day.
“Heh, you would not believe the day I’ve had, little brother. See these pants I’m wearing? Yeah, big mistake. Jenny warned me that wearing ‘booty shorts,’ as she calls them, like these would cause all the guys to grope and spank my ass. Course she knows from experience, the little slut, so she was right, and wow! I may as well have written ‘spank me’ in big letters across the back of these, and it wouldn’t have even made a difference! Kyle, you’re a guy, what is it about shorts like these that make guys wanna touch so much?”
Kyle was checking out his big sister’s legs the whole time she was talking. The short shorts really made them look sexy, and she was currently laying back on the couch stretching her legs out. “Uh, well, I don’t know exactly. I mean, no offense, but at my school at least, all the slutty girls wear really short shorts, and they love being touched. So, like, I guess guys just kinda assume that’s what girls wear when they wanna be touched?”
Becca smiled at her little brother’s bold honesty. She also liked the way he accidentally implied she was slutty. “Yeah, I guess that makes sense,” she said. “Jenny’s been like that since back at your school.” She closed her eyes and yawned, pulling her arms up behind her head, causing her tits to push up against her shirt. Kyle couldn’t help but stare at his sister’s cleavage. Becca noticed, and continued. “This top got me some attention today, too. Course, when I show this much cleavage I always attract attention, but today, my friends started throwing stuff at me, trying to get it down my shirt!” Becca briefly explained how it turned into a contest that ended up with her tit-fucking the winner in the boys’ bathroom. When she finished, she said, “And I tell ya, I really wasn’t expecting to take two loads on my chest today!” Kyle laughed along with Becca, although he was a little more nervous than she was about referring to what they’d done that morning. Despite that, Kyle was still incredibly turned on from listening to Becca recount her slutty encounter, and Becca noticed the bulge growing in his pants.
“Oh, jeez little bro. Sorry about that,” she said, pointing at his crotch. “You need some help again? Here, I’ll take care of that for you.” Becca stood up, walked over to her brother, and got down on her knees in front of him. She undid his pants and pulled them down, then immediately started stroking is hard cock.
Kyle just laid back and enjoyed it for a bit, then he had an idea. “Uh, Becca, could I maybe have a blowjob this time, please?”
Becca found it funny the way he was so politely asking his sister for something like that. I’ll bet he and Kevin told each other about their mornings, Becca thought. Kyle must have been jealous that Kevin got a blowjob from his sister, and all he got was a handjob. She decided she had to make it up to him. She smiled at her brother. “Sure thing, little brother. I’ve always loved jerking guys off, but I won’t say no to sucking cock.” Without another word, Becca wrapped her lips around her brother’s shaft and started to suck him off. Kyle’s cock was about the same size as Kevin’s, but Becca enjoyed sucking Kyle’s dick way more than she enjoyed sucking Kevin’s the night before. She was sucking her own brother’s dick. She knew this was probably the sluttiest thing she’d ever done up to that point, and that thought made her extremely horny. She wondered if Jenny had felt the same way that morning.
As his sister knelt before him sucking his cock, Kyle was having similar thoughts. Last night, he had gotten a blowjob from the more experienced Jenny. But even though Becca didn’t suck cock as well as Jenny did, he was more turned on now than he’d ever been before. He put his hands on the back of her head as she bobbed up and down on his dick. Becca was getting more and more into it, sucking her brother’s cock faster and faster the hornier she got.
Eventually, Becca got so turned on she couldn’t take it anymore. She’d jerked off her brother over her tits, she’d tit-fucked a guy in the boys’ bathroom, she’d been stared at, groped, and spanked all day, and now she was sucking her brother’s cock. It had been building all day, and now she was too horny to stand it. A blowjob wouldn’t cut it. She pulled her mouth off her brother’s cock, and said, “Kyle, I need to fuck you. Right now. I’ve been horny all day and now I need a cock in me.” Kyle was speechless. This day just keeps getting better and better, he thought. “C’mon, let’s go to me room.” Becca said, pulling Kyle’s pants up a little, taking his hand, and pulling him upstairs.
Once in her room, Becca shut the door and pushed her little brother down on the bed. She pulled his pants back down and his cock shot straight up. As fast as she could, she pulled off all her clothes until she was completely nude. Normally, she gives the guys she fucks a little striptease at this point, but she needed to get fucked as soon as possible. As she got on the bed and straddled her brother, Kyle said, “Becca, I’ve never done this before.”
“Don’t worry, little brother,” Becca said. “Just let your big sister take care of you.” She leaned back, slid his cock into her pussy, and quickly impaled herself on his dick. She rode her brother’s cock for all she was worth, bouncing up and down as fast as she could, trying desperately to get herself off and give her little brother a great first time. Kyle was mesmerized. He lay back, unable to believe how lucky he was. He watched his sister’s huge tits bounce up and down in front of him as he bathed in the pleasure of finally sticking his cock in an incredibly hot girl, his sister. It was one of his biggest fantasies come true.
Kyle started to get involved, as he began thrusting his dick up into Becca’s pussy over and over. When Becca felt this, she kept riding him and started moaning. “Ohhhhhh, yes! Mmmmm, fuck me, Kyle! That’s it! Oh God! Yes! Yes!” Both of them started to go harder and harder until Becca couldn’t take it any more. She screamed out loud as she reached a mind-shattering climax. She collapsed onto her brother’s body, they rolled over so she was laying on her bed. “Hurry, Kyle. Finish on me.” She urged her brother. Kyle got up and stood over Becca, jerking his hard cock. With a few finishing tugs, he started cumming, covering Becca’s face and massive tits with his load. When he was done, he fell over and lay down next to his sister.
Becca slowly, dreamily lifted her hand to her cum-covered tits and scooped up some of her brother’s cum with her fingers. She lifted it to her mouth and sucked the cum off her fingers, lingering for a moment to enjoy the taste. “Mmm…” she moaned, her eyes closed. “Three loads on my tits in one day. Must be a record.” Becca thought for a moment. “Well, three nonconsecutive loads.” She said, remembering some of the more interesting parties she’d been too.
“That wasn’t bad at all for your first time, little brother.” Becca told Kyle, still laying nude next to him. “We’ll just have to make sure you get plenty of practice.”
***
“We’re almost to your house, babe. You better hurry up.” Jenny didn’t say anything, but she started sucking faster. She was currently riding shotgun in a car being driven by some lacrosse player. He had agreed to give her a ride home from cheerleading practice in exchange for road head. So jenny, still in her cheerleader uniform, was sideways and bent over sucking the guy’s dick while he drove. She had been going pretty slowly before, because she wanted to be sucking his cock the whole ride. Sometimes when she gave road head, she would finish earlier and let the guy cum on her face so she could enjoy watching people react to seeing her cum covered face as they drove by. But today she was still horny from some of her antics during and after practice, and wanted a dick in her mouth for as long as possible.
As the car pulled into her driveway, Jenny was fucking her face on the driver’s dick like her mouth was a pussy. The driver put his car in park and leaned back just as he came into Jenny’s mouth. She was still sucking enthusiastically, swallowing his hot cum as she sucked. Only a few drops manage to escape her mouth and dribble over her lips, which she tried to lick up quickly as best she could. “Damn, babe. You really live up to your name.”
Jenny smiled. She loved having her oral skills complemented, and she loved her nickname. “Thanks! Ask the head girl for me next practice if you want another. Anyway, thanks for the cum. And the ride.” Jenny said as she got out of the car. Jenny looked down at her uniform as she entered her house. It had some dried cum on it from practice in a few places. She smiled, thinking her brother would get a kick out of seeing her dressed like this.
Her brother got home before her today because she had practice, so she went right upstairs to his room. She stood in his doorway, and found him sitting at his desk in front of the computer. “Hey, little bro.” She said. Kevin hadn’t been looking at porn just then, but he still flinched and spun around. Seeing his sister in her cheerleader outfit always made him horny, and seeing it with what appeared to be cum stains on it turned him on even more. “What’s the matter, little bro?” She asked in mock innocence, “do I have something on my face?”
What Jenny didn’t realize was she actually did have something on her face. A visible blob of white cum was still clinging to the right side of her chin. “Uh, well…” Kevin said, indicating what he saw by wiping his chin.
Jenny took a finger and scooped up the cum, genuinely surprised but very happy, then stuck her finger in her mouth and sucked it up. “There,” Jenny said, “all clean. Guess I didn’t swallow it all after all!” Jenny laughed. Kevin laughed nervously along with her. Then, Jenny spotted her pink panties from that morning crumpled up on the floor by Kevin’s desk. Guess he’d been jerking off with them earlier, Jenny thought. She smiled and walked towards her brother’s desk. “Well well, what have we here?” She said, picking up her used panties. Kevin freaked out for a split second, then remembered his sister had given him permission to jerk off with her panties this morning. Jenny laughed at the look on his face. “It’s alright, little bro. I think it’s kinda hot that you do this, jerking off into your big sister’s panties. Any time you need to get off, you can just take a pair from my room or the laundry, hell, just say the word and I’ll slip off the ones I’m wearing and give ’em to you!”
Kevin had jerked off not too long ago, but his sexy sister was making him hard again already. “God, you’re so damn hot, Jenny.” Kevin said. He was incredibly thankful that his sister was such a fucking slut.
“Aww, thanks, bro. You’re so sweet.” Jenny smiled knowingly as she eyed the growing bulge in his pants. “And you know,” she said, throwing her cum-covered panties onto Kevin’s bed and stepping closer to him, “jerking off with your big sister’s panties is fine when I’m not around, but if I am, I’m always happy to do it for you.”
“Really?” Kevin was getting excited.
“Of course! What kind of sister would I be if I let my little brother go without a nice handjob every now and then?” Jenny was now leaning forward, stroking her brother’s hard cock through his pants. “Ooh, feels like you need to be taken care of right now! Y’know, I just gave a guy a blowjob on the way over here, and I’m always up for another. You want me to suck your cock again?”
“Oh God yes!” Kevin said. Remembering just how good his sister’s mouth felt around his cock this morning, Kevin was aching for another blowjob.
Jenny smiled smugly. “I thought you might.” Jenny got down on her knees in front of her brother, still sitting in his chair. She unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear and took his dick into her hand. Like before, it was already hard, but Jenny stroked it anyway, loving the feel of a hard cock. Jenny leaned forward and spit on Kevin’s dick, then twisted her hand up and down his shaft to get it all wet with her saliva. “Y’know, Kev, I never brushed my teeth this morning. I’ve been tasting your cum all day, little bro.” Kevin was leaning back in his chair, enjoying his sister’s skilled hand as she worked his shaft with it. “In fact, I’ve been thinking about this cock of yours all day. It had me real horny.” Jenny leaned forward, stuck her tongue out, and swirled it around the head of Kevin’s cock. Jenny began alternating between talking to Kevin and sucking his cock, taking his dick deeper into her mouth each time she went back down on him. “I got so horny today,” Jenny continued, “that I couldn’t even wait until practice to get fucked.” She slurped around his cock again, already almost taking it all the way in and making the wettest sucking sounds she could. “I had to pull some random guy into an empty classroom in the middle of the day.” Kevin moaned. Listening to his sister talk about the slutty things she does really turned him on. Jenny deepthroated her brother’s cock and held it there for a moment. Then she pulled up and said, “Speaking of fucking, you wanna fuck me, little bro?”
Kevin opened his eyes wide in surprise. He had expected the blowjob to be the best he would get for awhile. After recovering from his initial shock, he hurriedly agreed. Jenny stood up and walked over to Kevin’s bed, casually slipping off her pink panties and letting them fall to the floor on the way. She got on her hands and knees on the bed, sticking her ass out invitingly. “Come on, little bro. Give it to me.” Kevin got behind Jenny, excited to lose his virginity, and stuck his dick in his sister’s pussy. “Ahhh, that’s the way. Now, when you finish, pull out and cum on my back. Don’t worry about ruining my uniform, guys cum on it all the time.” Jenny said, looking back at her little brother and smiling. Kevin started fucking her, slowly at first as he was inexperienced. He started to pick up the pace after he got used to it and with some encouragement from a very horny Jenny. Eventually Jenny was moaning and screaming with pleasure. “Ohhh, yes! Yes! Fuck me, little brother! Fuck me! Fuck your slutty sister! Harder! Yes! Yes! Ohhh…” She had her eyes closed for awhile, and when she opened them she saw the panties Kevin jerked off with on the bed in front of her. She grabbed them and shoved them in her mouth, making her feel deliciously dirty and reducing her moans to muffled sounds. Just after she did that, she cried out as she had an amazing orgasm. While she was still in a daze of pleasure, she felt Kevin pull out of her. As he came, she could feel his warm cum hitting her uniform and soaking through to her back.
Jenny collapsed onto the bed, basking in the feeling of what she had done. She had fucked her own brother. She felt so dirty. She felt sluttier than she’d ever felt before. And she loved it. After she regained her senses a bit, she pulled her panties out of her mouth and rolled over. She saw her brother standing there at the end of the bed still, his cock covered in her juices. Smiling, she crawled to her brother. “Where are my manners?” she said. “Let me clean you up.” She took his softening cock into her mouth and sucked it clean. When she finished, she stood up and grabbed the panties that had been in her mouth. “Well, did you enjoy that?” Jenny asked, knowing full well what the answer was.
“Yes, yes I did.” Kevin said, pulling his pants back on and sitting back down in his chair. “Thanks, Jenny. That was amazing.”
“I thought so.”
“Can we do that again sometime?” Kevin asked hopefully.
“Well, duh! You didn’t expect me to let a good cock go to waste in my own home, did you?” Jenny smiled, knowing she was turning her brother on again already. Still panty-less, Jenny walked out of her brother’s room, swaying her barely-covered ass as she went.
***
The next morning, as Jenny was walking to the bus stop, she started running towards Becca as soon as she saw her. When she got to her, they embraced and Jenny practically tackled Becca to the ground. They immediately started an intense make-out session.
In the middle of it, Becca pushed Jenny’s head back and said, “I fucked my brother.”
“Good morning to you, too.” Jenny said before going back to sucking her best friend’s face.
After they were both satisfied with their greeting, they got up and started walking. “I’m guessing you fucked your brother too?” Becca said.
“Yep! It was great!” Jenny said.
“We gonna do it again today?” Becca asked.
“Absolutely! In fact, let’s make it a foursome! Maybe we can switch partners too!” Jenny declared.
“I like it. This is gonna be so much fun!”
“God, I’m getting horny just thinking about it! Let’s meet up at lunch, with a guy or two. No way am I gonna make it ’til the end of the day!”
“Agreed.”
The slutty best friends walked on, knowing they had opened up all kinds of new possibilities.

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Fantasm

Psycho

Based on Alfred Hitchcocks 1960’s masterpiece ‘Psycho’.This story isn’t attempting to ‘rip off’ Psycho i uses the main plot and characters and constructs practically a parody of the story

True Story

Running through the bases

I must warn you, this is my first, but depending on the feedback, maybe not my last story. The characters involved, some are under-aged but nothing too weird. Just teens fooling around :p Enjoy…

Fantasm

Incubus

Lara lay in her bed staring at the deep red velvet canopy that hung above the dark oak four poster bed she was attempting to sleep in. Outside the wind and rain whipped the window panes and shook them in their frames. The whole house seemed to move and creak as it was battered by the storm. She pulled the duvet up around her and rolled onto her side desperate to sleep. She never slept well away from home and it was made even harder in this old guest house with its hard bed and cold draughty rooms. High up on the Yorkshire Moors, it must have been hundreds of years old she guessed, with its low, beamed ceilings and dark rooms not helped by the small leaded windows, that were now shaking so violently she was worried they would fall from their centuries old frames.
Lara was unimpressed by all the history around her, she would have much preferred a modern hotel in a bustling city somewhere but this is where her best friend had chosen to get married and where tomorrow she would be performing her duties as maid of honour. She must try and get some sleep, she thought to herself. She didn’t want to be immortalised on the wedding photos with bags under her eyes!
It was at precisely that moment that the window flew wide open, its old hinges creaking loudly with the effort and the heavy red velvet drapes billowed into the room as if they were weightless. The blast of cold air hit Lara making her shiver and her skin goose bump. She felt her nipples brush against the cotton of her night dress as they hardened in the cold wind. She began to sit up in bed, preparing to brave the wind and rain that was pouring in to go and shut the window. As she did she saw, through the darkness, a small shadow come rushing in from the storm and flit silently across the room towards her. But as it slowed to a halt beside her bed, the shadow rapidly grew until in the darkness beside her bed she could see the outline of a man. Lara froze, her blood running ice cold as she let out a piercing scream, but it was carried away and lost on the winds of the storm that now swirled and filled the room. The figure leant slowly forward and softly placed his lips to Lara’s throat, and with that she lost consciousness.
Slowly Lara began to come around. The first sensation she gradually became aware of was the gratifying warmth of the air on her stone cold skin, it wasn’t just her skin that felt chilled, she felt bitter throughout her flesh, deep into her bones.
Under her back felt cold and unrelenting. At her slightest movement she felt the coarse surface grate at her flesh. The realisation that her shoulders and hips ached caused her to attempt to bring her arms and legs in close to her, but as she drew them in she felt a sudden tightening around her wrists and ankles as her limbs came to an abrupt stop and she felt a sudden panic rise within her as she realised she was restrained. Immediately she was fully awake, her eyes wide open, searching the darkness desperately, trying to work out where she was. She struggled frenziedly against her bonds but the more she thrashed around the more the ropes tightened around her ankles and wrists. Her eyes stung as tears formed and scalded her as they ran down her cheeks. She tried in vain to twist her head round to look behind her as she became aware of a low, flickering light becoming gradually closer and brighter from the rear of the room. Soon the source of the light hung directly above her tear stained face and she could see now it was the flickering glow of a candle within a lantern. It was held by an ethereal figure that loomed over her. His skin was pale almost to the point of being translucent; his eyes were dark, deep set and lifeless with no hint of emotion; his jet black hair fell in soft waves to his shoulders. His naked torso was pallid but toned and he wore black leather trousers secured with a heavy studded leather belt.
The figure reached down towards Lara’s face with one of his cadaverous hands and she felt him scrape one of his long claw like nails up her frozen cheek, collecting her tears on his talon. As he raised his hand away from her she could see that the tears he had taken from her cheek were formed of pure red blood. The figure raised his finger to his lips and slowly licked the tears of blood from the nail. As he did so he closed his eyes and let out a small groan of almost sexual pleasure. Lara, watching him, frozen, wide eyed with terror, began to cry silently again. The tears rolled down her cheeks and this time a few tears began to trickle into her mouth, as they did they warmed Lara’s frigid mouth, the taste of the blood was exquisite to her and the warmth began to spread from her mouth and down her throat enflaming her whole icebound being.
The creature, if that’s what he was; Lara had decided whatever he was, he was not human, went by the name of Incubus. He moved around to the foot of the table to where Lara’s feet were tied to each corner with a slim white rope, her knees were bent so that her heels touched her buttocks and her thighs and lower legs were bound to each other so she was unable to move from the position that forced her buttocks up to the edge of the table, leaving her sex exposed and vulnerable. Her arms were stretched wide above her head to the corners of the top of the table, causing the firm mounds of her breasts to be thrust upwards, her frozen nipples erect.
Incubus placed a long fingernail at Lara’s throat and languidly trailed it down her body, between her breasts, over the gentle mound of her stomach to her groin where he let it glide softly between the lips of her pussy. Lara found she wasn’t afraid; deep within her chest she felt some kind of connection to her captor and she craved his calm, composed touch. Incubus cupped her breasts now with his skeleton like hands, his flesh as icy as hers. As he massaged them firmly Lara arched her back as much as her bonds would allow, pushing herself upwards into his touch. Still cupping her breasts he took her hardened nipples between his thumb and forefinger and slowly rolled them, squeezing them hard as he did so. Lara gasped with pain but lightning bolts of pleasure were shooting from her tingling breasts across her chest. Between her legs, wetness began to glisten on her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Incubus stepped back and dropped to his knees at the foot of the table. Continuing to move deliberately yet delicately he parted the lips of her pussy with his fingers and tasted her wetness with his tongue, which felt to Lara as smooth and cold as marble. She groaned with pleasure, the vulnerability of being powerless to move fuelling her arousal; this stranger that she felt such a mysterious affinity with igniting a passion in her she had never experienced before. Having tasted her, Incubus placed a lingering, delicate kiss upon Lara’s aroused clitoris; her head tipped back with the overwhelming pleasure mounting between her legs, her pulsing clit sending waves of tingling pleasure down her thighs and up into her stomach and she moaned softly. Gracefully he ran his tongue downwards, past her desperately aroused pussy towards her ass. Lara felt herself tense, never having been touched there before, but still there was no fear; she instinctively trusted him and allowed herself to relax and enjoy the unfamiliar gratification he was providing her. As he reached her tight hole and she gasped with surprise as he probed her with his tongue, but soon she was mewing with bliss, letting out a tiny moan of disappointment as Incubus stepped back from her.
Lara heard the sounds of Incubus undressing and in moments he was once again stood close to her at the foot of the table. Lara could see he was completely hairless and his cock was fully erect and he held it in his hand. Moving even closer to her he placed the head of his swollen cock against her tight ass and slowly but firmly pushed against her. To Lara he felt far too big, as if she would never be able to accept him inside her and she whimpered slightly at the raw pain of him stretching her and again the scalding tears began to roll down her cheeks; but Incubus was unrelenting and as he thrust more firmly against her the head of his cock was deep inside her ass. Lara let out a cry of pain but at the same time delighted in the pleasure of feeling so full of her captor. She felt filled and stretched in a way she never had before, deep inside her, up in to the very pit of her stomach, and the tears that fell now were from a mixture of not only pain but complete euphoria. The endorphins that were flooding her body made her light headed and after the initial shock had subsided she yearned to feel Incubus even deeper inside her. Incubus did not disappoint his captive; with each thrust he rammed his cock further and further into Lara’s ass, making her groan hard as he pumped her until his balls were slapping against her as they fucked. Lara’s back stung as she was rubbed roughly against the crude wooden table and her wrists and ankles burned as she was slammed against her bonds by the force of the pounding she was receiving but she didn’t care, she had never felt pleasure like it and mixed with the searing pain it was simultaneously inflicting upon her, her body felt more alive than she ever had before. It was as if every nerve ending in her body was being stimulated and she was physically and mentally overwhelmed. Lara knew it wouldn’t be long before she was cumming hard and the feeling of complete restraint as she writhed against her bonds just spurred her on even more.
Incubus reached a hand to her pussy and with the lightest of touches placed a single finger on the tip of her craving clit. She couldn’t help but cry out with the intensity of the arousal as he did so and as he tenderly brushed his finger against her in tiny circles she was tipped into the most breathtaking orgasm she had ever experienced. Incubus placed his free hand over her mouth, suppressing the screams that involuntarily came from his prisoner and this served to intensify her pleasure. He continued to fuck her ass, brutally now, as she climaxed. Lara felt completely at his mercy both externally as she was secured by his bonds but also inside herself as her body submitted completely, accepting his cock filling her deep within herself. As she reached the height of her orgasm Lara shook violently as the pleasure surged around every part of her being and she completely relinquished control. As she came Lara’s already tight ass clenched around Incubus’ cock and with that he exploded deep inside her filling her with his scorching seed.
Lara was filled with an intense heat and she knew from the way his cum seemed to thaw her frozen core that something about her had changed, she somehow didn’t feel quite human; all her body heat had left her and yet she had never felt more alive………

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Taboo

I have chosen to keep these characters unnamed, and elected against providing physical descriptions of them. This situation is plausible to happen to anyone and could well have happened to readers of this story. Therefore it is for your imagination to decide to what these characters are called and what they look like. This could be your brother or your sister and this could be your story. Your taboo.

Fantasm

Avenging Sara

My name is Tom Wright.
I grew up in Westlake, Ohio, and graduated from Westlake Highschool last month, the day before my 18th birthday. I’m writing this letter to try and explain what really happened over the weekend, because the news has almost all of it wrong. I don’t expect you to understand or agree with what I did, but I would like you to at least hear an explanation directly from me.
First, I need to tell you a little bit about my history with Sara Maarten. Sara and I were friends since the third grade, when she and her parents moved to Cleveland from The Netherlands. She spoke perfect English, but her Dutch accent made some of the kids, especially other girls, laugh at her. I loved it. She and I were friends almost from the first time we met. We lived just a few blocks apart, so I saw her all the time on weekends and during the summer. Lucky for us, my parents got along very well with hers, and they would hang out and play cards sometimes while Sara and I played in the yard and eventually fell asleep together on the couch watching television. We started spending the night at eachother’s houses in 5th grade.
In 6th grade we had our first kiss. I’ll never forget it, mostly because it was so embarassing. We were watching a movie, and she had her head on a pillow in my lap like she always did. The actors were kissing, and suddenly she just sat up and kissed me right on the lips. She backed off, smiled, then came in for another one. I lurched forward at just the wrong minute, and our top teeth hit, making both of us say “OW!” at exactly the same time. It was weird, and funny, and embarassing. We laughed about it for a few mintues, then finished the movie. Our next few visits were a little awkward, probably because both of us were trying to figure out if anything else was going to happen. But it didn’t, and eventually we settled back in to our old routine like nothing had ever happened. I loved her, and thought she was beautiful. But she was more like my sister than anything else. Our first kiss was our last, if you don’t count that time in the photobooth when she and Becky sat on my lap and kissed me on the cheeks while I grinned like a fool idiot for the camera.
She started dating in 8th grade. I think her first ‘boyfriend’ was Micah Samuels – which was kind of a surprise to me, since I had never seen them talk or hang out together before that summer. They went to a few movies together, made out all the time, and were completely inseperable for about 6 weeks. She gave him a blowjob on the last day of summer, and told me all about it on the phone afterwards, which was awkward to say the least. It must not have been very good for either of them, because I don’t think they spoke to eachother ever again after the first day of 9th grade. She never talked about him again.
She dated occaisionally for the two years, but nothing lasted very long. I’d go without seeing her much for a month or two, then she’d break up with the guy and we would drop right back into our old weekend routine like nothing ever happened.
She met James Holloran at the beginning of junior year, and he was all she talked about for months. James’ family moved to Cleveland from Midland, Texas that summer. He was tall and narrow at the time, and his thick southern accent made her melt. She finally got her shot at him that November, at a party in Linndale. After that I almost never saw her outside of school. We still talked on the phone about once a week, but by January I was dating a girl from Lakewood, and so we gradually lost track of eachother.
I liked James well enough. He was tough, but not an asshole – even though a lot of his friends were. He played football junior and senior year, and by the beginning of this year he had gained about 20 pounds of muscle and was the fastest and strongest white guy in school. Last fall he made alternate on the all-state football team on offense and defense, which was pretty cool. He and Sara were both beautiful, and almost everybody liked them. He was nice to me, and didn’t seem to mind when Sara insisted that I give her piggyback rides in the parkling lot outside school. It took me a while to fully warm up to him, since he was dating my best friend, but I honestly managed it. I was happy for them both. Sara looked spectacular at prom, and I even got to dance with her while James was talking to his friends. She smelled like champagne.
The Monday after prom, everything changed. I got a text on my way to school that morning: “OMFG did you hear about Sara?” As soon as I saw that message on the screen my stomach clenched, and the hairs stood up on the back of my neck. I turned around and drove to her house. There was a police car in the driveway. I jumped out and ran to the door, which was open. Sara’s mom was standing in the doorway, talking to one of thier neighbors.
I knew what happened even before they told me. Sara was dead. She had overdosed on Sunday afternoon.
I spent five hours at thier house, crying with her mother and talking to her dad. There was no advance warning. No signs of trouble until early Saturday afternoon, when Sara came home from prom. She was wearing dark sunglasses, and didn’t speak to her parents before going up to her room and locking the door. Her mom knocked, but Sara said she needed to sleep and asked to be left alone. The next time they saw her she was dead. Her suicide note, which I never saw, apparently said she loved her parents and her friends, but didn’t give a reason for what she did.
James was at the funeral. I stood right next to him. He said he couldn’t talk about it. I believed him.
Graduation was fucking terrible. We had to show up to officially graduate, so most of us were there. The whole thing should have been cancelled, but the principal and the school board thought it would be best to go ahead. There was a “tribute” to Sara’s memory, which was ridiculous and contrived. Once it was finally over everyone just left. No cheering, hat throwing, or anything like that.
The next day I got an anonymous text with a link to Sendspace, a password. I would have ignored it, except that the subject line said “Sara”. I logged on and downloaded a 210Mb movie file. The second I opened the movie I knew I was going to spend the rest of my life in prison. And I was OK with that.
There on the screen was Sara, passed out in a bathtub, wearing a t-shirt but otherwise naked. Mascara and lipstick were streaked across her face. She was passed out. There were lots of cans and bottles in the tub, but otherwise she was fully exposed. Her crotch was swollen, and there were bruises and bright red handprints on her legs, her stomach, her breasts, and her face.
The person with the camera walked out of the bathroom for a moment to film the scene in the other room. I saw James passed out in the corner, still wearing his tux. A few of his friends were running around the room, turning over furniture, pulling down the curtains. I saw one of them pissing in the corner. Another one was running around with a bottle of hairspray and a lighter, playing Flamethrower. Most were boys, but there were a few girls in the mix. Four people were fucking on the bed, and two more on the floor.
I pulled out a piece of paper and started writing down names.
Brock Johnson
Amy Highsmith
John Jackson
Scott Yates
The cameraman returned to the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub. He zoomed into her crotch. He picked up a glass beer bottle and twisted it into her asshole. I could see the flesh and muscle resisting, but the guy kept pushing the bottle until the entire neck disappeared inside her. He thrust the bottle inside her 40 or 50 times, as fast as he could, forcing it in as deep as it could possibly go. Her body never moved. When he was finished he pulled the bottle out and held it close to the camera, rotating it slowly so the viewer could see all the mucous and small flecks of blood that coated the neck.
Throwing the bottle aside, he refocused on someone new entering the bathroom. The camera never made it above his waist, so I couldn’t see who it was. He stepped into the tub, straddling her. Then the shorts and underwear came off. He masturbated while rubbing his cock on her face. After a minute or so he reached down and pulled apart her lips, stuffed the head of his penis in her mouth, and shot into her mouth. She never moved.
The cameraman got out of the tub and went back into the hotel room. He walked to the corner where James was laying, and producing the beer bottle that he had used to rape Sara, started rubbing it on his face. James was fully dressed and obviously unconcious. The cameraman forced the neck of the bottle into his mouth several times. I could hear it scraping against his teeth as it slid in and out. He left it there and returned to the bathroom. On the way he caught several more faces of people I knew.
Cathy Francis
Mike Moore
Mike Halpern
Jun Lee
Damian Veatch
Back in the bathroom he sat the camera down on the edge of the tub, climbed in, and stood above her head. A second later I saw why. He soaked her hair with a hot foamy stream of urine, then aimed for her eyes and mouth. When he was done, stepped out and picked up the camera. For a split second I saw his face.
Micah Samuels.
I knew what to do. It took me four days to plan.
I showed Sara’s senior picture to Damian, then shot him in the face. I stabbed and strangled Jun behind the grocery store where he worked. I killed Mike Halpern with a knife from his own kitchen while he was playing Xbox. I found Mike Moore sleeping in the sun in his back yard, and beat his skull in with a sledgehammer. He never moved. I followed Cathy Francis to the mall and then shot her in the stomach as she was getting out of her car.
I went to Scott’s house and found him watching an Indians game on TV. I cut his throat from behind with a boxcutter. I killed John and Amy with my grandfather’s shotgun while they were coming out of Brock Johnson’s house, then went inside and beat Brock to death with a golf club I found in his coat closet. Brock’s mom was screaming and trying to stop me, but she is only 5 feet tall and not very strong. I pushed her out of the way and left.
By the time I got into my car the air was buzzing with ambulance and police sirens.
I found Micah at work. I shot him in the left knee, then held his face in my hands and watched the life pass out of him as I stabbed him over and over again in the stomach. His coworkers were screaming and trying to get out of the building. Once I was sure he was dead I laid my weapons aside, sat down about ten feet from the body, and waited for the police.
It had taken me six hours and ten minutes to kill the 10 of the 11 people I could identify from the video.
I leave James to sort out his conscience in his own.

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Brenda’s First

For the past few years, when going on business travel, I always took the early flight and packed some of Brenda’s clothes so I could crossdress as soon as I got to the Hotel. I had been a closeted crossdresser for years. Tonight was going to be a bit different.

Fiction

Coming down from the mountains 4

When I didn’t see anyone, I stood up and for the first time in many years I started walking into town. The town hadn’t changed must in those years and having patrolling it I knew where the VFW was.
When I got there I could hear the music playing and people laughing. I stood outside for a long time just listening. The music stopped and I hear some said “would the birthday girl come open her presents”. I knew that it was now or never.
I went through the door. I was glad that everyone was facing the other end of the room watching Paula walk up to a table full of presents.
While I was watching her some took my arm. I turned and Amy’s mom was standing there looking at me. She said you know you’re going to make her one happy girl.
She had no sooner said that when I heard a scream and I turned to see Paula running toward me and I felt Amy’s mom pushing me from behind.
I felt like slow motion. I saw Paula running to me and everyone turning to see who she was running to. I may have turned and ran if it wasn’t for the fact that Amy’s mom was pushing me from behind. Then all of a sudden Paula was jumping into my arm saying you’re here.
She kissed both of my cheeks then was pulling me to the front of the room to the table. She pulled me around to the other side and then gave me another kiss on my cheek then started to open her presents.
She would read the name on the card that the present was from then point to them and then thank them. Then she would look at me. After the third time I figured out what she was doing was introducing me to them and vice verse. I think that everyone else figure this out at the same time because the next gift was from one of her aunts whole family and as she said there name they stood up.
After she had open the last gift she thanked everyone again then took my hand and led me off to a table that was off to the side by its self. After we sat down Amy’s mom brought over two drinks then left.
She thanked me again for coming. I said the only thing that came to me, told her that I was sorry that I didn’t have a gift for her. I had hardly got it out before she was in my lap hugging me and saying that me being there was the only thing that she wanted for her birthday.
I don’t know how long we sat there before I felt someone tugging on my shirt. We both looked and I tensed up when I saw a little girl standing there.
Paula put her hands on my face and made me look at her. She said it was ok this was her niece Heather. Then she looked at the girl and asked her what she wanted.
Heather spun around and asked if we liked her new dress. Paula told her it was beautiful. Then Heather looked at me and asked if I liked it. I looked at Paula and she was smiling and nodded her head.
I looked at Heather and told her I thought it was beautiful too. With that Heather took off running across the room. As I looked around I saw that a lot of people were watching us.
I looked at Paula and I told her that I think that I should go so she could spend time with everyone else. She put her head down on my shoulder and said she understood but she wanted for me to give her, her first dance since I wouldn’t be there to give her the last dance.
She got up out of my lap and pulled me up and wrapped her arms around me and put her head down on my shoulder. Then she started to move us to a song that only she heard. Someone figured out what was happening and music started playing.
I know we danced through at least two songs before for I heard someone asking if they could cut in. I looked and the lady standing there looked familiar. Paula said sure mom.
Paula looked at me smiling and just nodded then stepped back. Her mom moved fast to take her place and put her head down on my shoulder. I just keep looking at Paula smiling as she watched us.
Her mom whispered “I hope you know that you made Paula the happiest girl in the world tonight by coming here. I know that you feel like running but I just had to thank you for coming and for so much more but I can tell that it’s time to let Paula finish her dance”.
She lifted her head and called Paula. Paula walked over to us and as she got there her mom stepped back and Paula step back into my arms.
As we danced I could feel her playing with my hair while telling me that she didn’t know her mom was going to do that but I made her so happy that I didn’t run out.
I didn’t figure out what she was doing till my hair was loose and she started wrapping it around us. She looked up at me and said “I was wondering what this would feel like while I was washing it today and it feels even better than I thought it would”.
We danced like that till I felt a tug on my shirt. I looked down and saw Heather looking up at us. She asked if she could dance. I looked at Paula and I’m sure she saw the fear in my eyes.
Paula said I’ll hold her if that’s ok. Paula unwrapped my hair from around us and slowly picked up Heather while looking at me the whole time. She was holding Heather with one arm on her hip and her other arm around me. She moved us to the music till Heather asked could she wrap my hair around us.
I knew Paula couldn’t without letting go of me and I could tell that she was afraid that if she did I might run for the. I put both of my arms around her and Heather and her smile seemed to get even bigger. She took my hair and wrapped it around the three of us. Then she moved Heather closer and we both held her.
I don’t know if we danced for one or two song before someone announced that it was time for the last dance. Paula unwrapped my hair from around us as her mom took Heather.
Paula rewrapped my hair around us and put her head down on my shoulder and said I hope this is a long song.
As the song ended Paula gave me a kiss on my cheek and whispered thank you. She stepped back and led me back to the table and after I sat down she quickly tied my hair back up then came around in front of me.
She kneeled down it front of me holding my hands. She said “I have to go say goodbye to everyone and thank them for coming. I know you won’t be here when I get back, so I want to thank you again for coming, you don’t know how much it means to me”. She stood up and gave me a kiss on the cheek, then slowly turned and walked to a waiting group of people.
As I was heading out the door I looked back and saw Paula turn to look at the table we were at.
I did everything I could to keep from running back to my camp, but as I was going through the church’s parking lot I turned and went into the grave yard.
I sat there telling them about the party and that all of their family were there. When I told them about Heather and that I was sure that Emily would have loved her I broke down. Memories that I had forgot or blocked out from the day that I found out that they were missing, the funeral, the day I visited the site of the accident and finely to the call that had me locking out the rest of the world started to return.
I didn’t know that I was talking about that month out loud till Amy’s mom said she understood. I looked up and around so fast because I thought it was like earlier. When I saw her sitting across of me she said “you have thought so hard on the bad parts that I think you have forgot all the good parts of your life with Amy and Emily. There are people who never get to share the joy of sharing a pregnancy with the one they love, feeling the first kick of your unborn child with the one you love, being there in the delivery room to see her take her first breath and to see the relief then the joy on your lovers face.” Then she took a deep breath and said “Amy told me that these were some of the best memories she had”.
She got up and said it was time for her to go and as she passed me she put her hand on my shoulder and said “you know there’s still someone that loves you”. Then she walked away.
Since I didn’t hear her car I guessed that she must have followed me from the party.
I knew what she was talking about, when she said, you know there’s still someone that loves you. She was talking about Paula, I saw it for sure tonight in her eyes and by the way she acted and maybe that is why I feel the way I do right now.
I realized that I cared a lot for her as I walked to her party, I was happy when I was with her and she looked happy when we were together. I realized that I was right, the reason winter was so long was because I wanted to see Paula. I don’t think it was love then but she sure had a special spot inside of me after last summer. But I also felt so guilty, it felt like I was betraying Amy with the feelings I was having for Paula even though I didn’t know if it was love yet.
Then there was other things to think of, like I didn’t really like being around people but Paula, I couldn’t asked her to come and live the life style that I am. Even if she did there was an age different, she just turned 18 today and I didn’t even know for sure how old I was. I had a guess of some were around 40, but that was all it was, a guess.
Everything was getting so confusing, I was thinking of maybe heading down south early to try to figure things out. As I laid down I again felt someone watching me.
I felt it when whoever it was watching left some time later.
When I woke it was to the sound of rain hitting my tent. I felt a little sad because I knew that Paula would not be coming today. As I pulled out some dried venison to eat, I thought about last night.
Last night I knew that what I saw in Paula’s eyes was love for me but I wonder if it was truly love or puppy love that had been smoldering and just truly burst into flames or had I just not seen it before.
After eating I packed up some of my thing still not sure if I should leave early or not. I weighed out staying or leaving and one didn’t tip the scale one way or the other.
I was lost in thought when I heard someone yelling. I through open my tent and heard it again. I move to the edge of the drop off at the front of my camp and looked around. What I saw had me in a panic. Paula was holding on to a tree maybe a quarter of the way across a creek. Now any other day this creek was little more than a trickle of water except when it rained. Then it was a fast moving creek of about fifteen feet across and in some places ten feet deep.
I moved as fast as I could screaming for her to hold on. I knew that if it swept her away it would take her over the many drop offs as it carried her down the mountain. I had made this same mistake the first year I lived in the mountains myself.
All kinds of thoughts keep going through my head, how was I going to get across to her, what if it started to sweep me down, I knew she would try to help me and that would just mean that both of us would get swept down the mountain.
As I got closer to her I saw that a tree was down across the creek but the water was flowing over the far end. I knew that if I could get a little more than haft way across I could jump the rest of the way but I would have to run on the wet log. I also knew if I fell, I would more than likely get caught up in the branches and get pulled under.
I didn’t have a choice, I didn’t even slow down. I made it just a little farther then I thought I would then jumped. I didn’t even slow down till I got to where she was. I told her to hold on as I pulled off my shirt and tied it to a small tree that was about a foot into the water. Using it to steady myself I made it to the tree she was holding on to.
When I told her to take my hand I could see that she was to afraid to let go of the tree she was holding on to. I had to move back and change the way I was standing if I was going to get her. As I started to back away she screamed for me not to leave her. I asked her if she trusted me and all she could do was shake her head yes.
Once I had changed the hands that I was holding my shirt with I moved back out to her. The way I was now I could put an arm around her waist and once I did I told her to look at me. I told her I would not let her go but she needed to let go of the tree now and hold on to me.
She didn’t move and I just stood there holding her. When I saw her starting to move I braced myself the best I could, knowing what was coming. It was a good thing I did because she pushed off the tree and wrapped her arms around me.
She was still holding on to me even when I moved us away from the creek. I keep talking to her and finely she loosened her hold around my neck. It was a good thing to because I was starting to get a little light headed. I started to walk us down the path.
Once we were at the church I told her that I wanted to make sure she was ok, that was the first time that she let go of me. When I stepped back I could see that even with the rain poncho she was soaked and besides being wet and muddy she looked ok.
I told her that she needed to get dry and with that she took my hand and started across the parking lot and down the street. I knew where she was taking me but I didn’t stop her because I knew she was scared and if she wouldn’t have been I knew she wouldn’t be doing it.
As I walked with her I took my other hand and grabbed the hand that was holding mine. When I pulled my other hand away she stopped but I quickly put my arm around her waist.
As we walked neither of us said a word. I was thinking that this had not helped me in figuring out how I was feeling about all of this and I knew that it would just strengthen the way she felt for me. I had just saved her life.
As we turned down the street that I use to live on I felt like running and she must have felt this too because she held on even tighter.
As we got in front of my old house I stopped and she turned to me. She put her head on my chest and just said she knew. I was holding her till I heard a door open and someone yell “you to get in here and out of the rain”.
I looked up and saw her mom standing in the door. When I looked back Paula was looking at me and I was sure she was starting to cry. I told her that I had to go, she started to say something but stopped. I told her I would be ok. She kissed me on the cheek and ran into the house.
I saw that her mom was trying to smile at me as I turned and walked down the street.
I sat in the grave yard between Amy’s and Emily’s graves and talked to them. It had stopped raining sometime during the night but I knew better then to try to make it to my camp. I moved under a big pine tree and fell asleep.
I woke to Paula calling my name and when I stood up I saw her mom and Amy’s standing beside her on the path. When I said over here she turned and when she saw me she started running to me.
When she tripped I was moving as fast as I could to get to her. She had just got to her feet when I got to her and at the same time we both asked “our you ok”. We both said we were fine and then started to laugh.
Now I knew I must have been a site and smelled something but she did care as she wrapped her arms around me.
Now besides the mud that covered most of my clothes anyone who knows buckskin know that the way you cleaned and tanned it the old way was with smoke but when it got wet two things happen one it smelled and two it got stiff and ruff.
When she stepped back she said “boy are you a site” and I just laughed. She took my hand and started pulling me back to her mom and Amy’s.
As we got close her mom ran to us and wrapped her arms around me and said thank you again for saving her. I saw Amy’s mom just smiling at us. I looked at Paula who was still holding my hand tight like she thought that I might run away and she was smiling too.
When Paula’s mom stepped back she asked me if I spent all night out in the rain. I just nodded yes and she just shook her head. She then grabbed my other hand and said come on we brought you something to eat. Then started pulling us down the path, as we got to the last bend in the path I stopped.
Paula’s mom looked at me and Paula said we will wait for you here, can you go get the food.
Amy’s mom walked pass us saying wait here I’ll be right back.
We sat right there in the path and ate. Once we were done Paula’s mom gave her a kiss and said she would see her later. She turned to me and gave me a hug and said I hope to see you again. Then she turned and left us standing there.
After they were gone Paula asked if I thought that we could get back to my camp. I told her we should be able to as it didn’t talk that long for the rain water to run off. Then I told her not to ever scare me like that again.
She kissed me on the cheek and took my hand and started to lead me up the path.
After getting back to camp I changed and put my wet clothes over the fire to dry. We spent the rest of the day fishing.
Weeks seem to fly by. We spent every day together unless it was raining. We took lots of walks and had a few picnics at our spot on the other side of the lake. She did ask me to come to her grandfather’s birthday party but only once.
One day I saw that the weather was starting to change and I could tell that it was going to be an early winter. I think that Paula knew that and the day that she came in to my camp and saw that I had all my skins pack she knew what this meant.
When she sat down I saw that she was sad so I sat down next to her and held her tight. We sat that way for a long time before she looked at me and said “take me for one last walk”
I stood up and took her hand and we spent the rest of the day walking in the woods. As it always seemed we ended in the same valley that I had found her in four years ago. I held her tight and I could tell she was crying. I kissed her forehead and she looked up at me and said she didn’t know if she could make it another winter waiting on me.
I felt that what she said had two meaning but I didn’t know what to say to either of them so I just pulled her tighter. After a bit I led us up the ridge and walked her down the path till we got to the last bend. She hugged me so tight I didn’t think she would ever let go. She gave me one last kiss on the cheek and left without saying a word.
I went back to my camp and finish getting thing ready to leave.
I waited all the next day for Paula to come but for the first time this summer she didn’t and I understood. Last night it got real cold and I knew that if I didn’t get started I might get caught in the pass. So I packed the rest of my things and that night I went to say my goodbyes to Amy and Emily. The next day it was Wednesday and after packing my tent I headed south.
I made to the pass and was standing at the top looking around I could see the snow clouds coming but I didn’t know what way to go for the first time. Finely I made up my mind and headed down.
That Sunday when Emily woke up there was fresh snow on the ground so she knew what that meant. When Amy’s mom showed up she saw her crying and asked her what was wrong. Paula looked at her and said I stayed even longer this year because of her. All Amy’s mom could tell her was she understood.
After church let out Paula went to put the flowers she had on the graves. Amy’s mom stopped Paula’s mom from following her, telling her that she needed to say her goodbyes too. When Paula stopped and screamed and dropped the flowers the two ladies ran to her. When they got there they saw what Paula did.
In between the two graves there was no snow where I had laid all night and my foot prints leading away from the graves. I was standing just up the path watching them. When I heard Paula scream I came out running. I saw them turn around and Paula start to come to me when Amy’s mom stopped her and said something to her. It didn’t matter because I keep running to her.
I only slowed down when I entered the grave yard. I walked to Paula and wrapped my arms around her and gave her our first real kiss. When I leaned back she had tears running down her cheeks and I tried to kiss them away as fast as they fell. Finely I looked at her and asked her if she was ready to go home. She grabbed my hand and started pulling me to the parking lot and as we walked pass someone she would tell them “he’s home”.

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my sister-in-law, me and my old roommate

This took place this past Halloween and is a true story about myself, my wife, my sister-in-law and one my best friends. Hope you enjoy and love to hear your thoughts and feedback.
My wife (26 years old) and I have been married for almost a year and she has two younger sisters, one 23 and the other 17. All three are very attractive girls, but my wife and the youngest are the best looking in the family…..the 17 year old is amazing and I hope to post stories about her on her one day.
So, every year for Halloween a large group of our friends get together and go out to the bars dressed up just like everyone else. The guys looking cool or funny and the ladies looking slutty (it’s my favorite holiday of the year). This year was just like the past, hanging with friends and catching a good buzz. At the end of the night my wife and I were headed home, and her younger sister and one of my old college roommates were riding with us and crashing at our house.
We get home and my wife is tired and says she is going up stairs to go to sleep, I told her good night and that I was gonna stay up and drink another beer with my friend and play video game or something. She headed off to bed just saying not to get too loud and wake her or her sister, who was sleeping in the guest bedroom which is just down the hall. A few minutes later Heath (my old roommate) and I could hear Allison (my sister-in-law) stumbling around in the guest room. I got up to go check on her and make sure that she was ok….she had gotten really drunk that night and had gotten a little sick earlier in the night.
I walk into the guest bedroom to see her laying in the bed with half her clothes on…looked like she was trying to change out of her costume and just fell onto the bed and stayed there. I decided to help her out of her costume, as it looked uncomfortable and then would put her back to bed. As I was undressing her she started to get aroused..I could tell by her breathing and the way she was rubbing my thigh. Well, this started to get me aroused and I was a little drunk myself. I figured that she was so drunk she wouldn’t remember anything and decided to have a little fun.
Allison is a shorter girl with nice perky B cup breasts, nice legs, and overall an attractive young lady….her best feature is unquestionably her ass. It is firm, round, and just looks so juicy. She had dressed up that night as a slutty angel and one of her friends had gone as the slutty devil…they looked so sexy that night it was a wonderful sight to see. Well, she was already out if the fake wings and had gotten stuck getting the top off and still had on her shoes, thigh high stockings and a super short skirt. I slipped off her shoes and stockings, the entire time just reveling in how smooth her legs felt and how soft her skin was. Next to go was the top and her skirt. Now she was only in her cute little panties, she hadn’t wore a bra out that night…..something that all the guys at the bar had taken notice of earlier in the night. The panties she was wearing were white lace cheekies from victoria secret, and her ass looked even more amazing with those panties on….my cock sprang to attention when I saw her in those.
I slipped off her panties and now that she was completely nude, I started to rub her inner thigh and slowly started to massage the outside of her pussy and before I even slipped my hand down to her sweet young pussy it was already soaking wet….this just got me more excited and by now my cock was so stiff it was just aching to leap out of the shorts I was wearing. I started to finger her pussy and play with her ass. I knew she enjoyed some anal from stories her ex had told me one night when we were hanging out. I gave her pussy and ass both a good fingering, and also gave both some oral attention, which from her moaning she seemed to enjoy quite a bit. She returned the favor giving me a great sloppy drunk blowjob, with a few ass licks thrown in their as well. This continued on for a few minutes and then she suddenly blurts out “mmmm, that feels so good in my ass. damn it Heath just fuck me already.”
She thought that I was Heath! So, I gave her what she asked for….I fucked her good, but it was hard to into it because I didn’t want to wake my wife upstairs, and since Heath was in the other room I had to be quick about it. I gave her a good hard pounding in her pussy and just as I was ready to cum, I pulled out and slipped it into her ass and blasted all of my cum into her asshole….it was amazing! She just lay there and asked for a glass of water, so I took that as my chance to make an escape and slipped out of the room without her know who had really just fucked both of her tight young holes.
As I walked back into the living room, Heath looked at me with that knowing face and just gave me that nod telling me that he knew what had just happened. It wasn’t a big deal though….we have had sex with alot of the same girls, sometimes at the same time. I explained to him that she thought that it was him who had just fucked her and that she was expecting him back with a glass of water. He nodded his head, went to the kitchen for a glass of water and then disappeared into the guest bedroom for the rest of the night.
The next morning when I got out of bed, my sister-in-law was already gone….her and my wife were out shopping. Heath was still there and he and I decided to grab some lunch, and I asked him about last night. He didn’t say a word, all he did was give me that sly grin of his and just nod his head…..all in all it was a great night for everyone involved.
To this day my sister-in-law has no idea that I was the one that fucked her first, well if she does know she hasn’t saying anything about it.

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