Max is a Freak part 9
Max was skullfucking his newly owned sex slave Sonia while her former master/son Arthur licked her pussy & asshole.
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Camping with my step-daughter’s (Week two)
We got Beth onto her back and Steph licked and sucked her sister’s dribbling spunk filled pussy while l fucked Beth’s throat / Steph spread her legs ready for me to ease my hard shaft into her warm tight pussy / No sooner had l lifted myself off then Karan was putting her knickers on, my spunk had already began to flow from between her bald pussy. / Beth then half pulled down her bikini bottoms to reveal a dripping pussy hole.
The Shifts of Mike
‘Man that was intense’ I said to myself as I woke covered in sweat. Slowly consciousness crept into my sleep addled brain as I recalled the events of my slumber. It was her again, the short raven haired beauty that I had been lusting after in my dreams for weeks now, her name is Jamie, she is also my younger sister. Pulling the covers back I swung my legs off the bed and reached down to throw on a pair of boxers for the ritual morning trip to the bathroom.
As the shower was warming up I leaned over the sink just staring at myself in the mirror. That’s when I first noticed it, my eyes were green not their normal blue. As I stared in shock wondering what could have happened I watched as they turned back into the blue I have always known. Figuring it was still sleep fogging my brain I shook it off and dropped my boxers to the floor as I stepped into the shower. I stepped under the water feeling it was over me wishing I was anyone but me. Don’t get me wrong, I lived in a nice house with a great set of parents and my sister Jamie. I did pretty good in school, had friends and a fairly healthy social life, but it was how I looked I couldn’t stand. I was your typical run of the mill nothing special. At 5’9” 170 lbs I was just shy of being actually noticeable.
This is where my recent obsession has come in. Unlike me my younger sister Jamie got a double helping of looks. Just a month shy of turning 16 she stands a short 5’2” about 100 pounds even , long straight black hair that reaches halfway down her back. Her breasts as I found out later were a C cup and had been for about the last year now. Her stomach and legs were tight and toned from hours of cheerleading practice. Basically she was a vision of pure beauty, and the only girl that actually paid me any attention. Ever since it got hot enough to tan and I saw her in her new bikini this year I have barely been able to contain myself around her. Constantly excusing myself to go jerk off to her or sneaking around trying to get glimpses of her.
Even now in the shower as my dream comes back to me I feel my cock start to rise. Not wanting to waste a good erection and wanting to relive that dream I shut my eyes as my hand starts slowly stroking myself to full hardness. I go back to the dream, Julie underneath me, her legs folded up as I piston my cock into her hard and fast. I hear her moans telling me how big I am when I realize that in the dream its not really me fucking her, its me but a lot more muscled and with a bigger cock. As I think about watching myself enter my sister over and over again something feels different to me. I open my eyes and look down at myself and instead of the usual 5 inch skinny dick I see my hand wrapped around a 9 inch long 2 inch thick piece of meat jutting out from my body. My eyes widen in disbelief as my cock and my forearm are now the same size. Stuck in shock I hurriedly finish up my shower grab a towel and run back to my room.
Sitting on the edge of the bed thoughts of insanity run through my mind. Something is going on and I need to know what. With a deep breath I open my towel revealing the same small dick I’ve grown used to over the years. Now I’m lost. I must be losing my mind. Knowing what I saw and felt was real I decided to try and figure out what could possibly be going on. Since it was hard when I saw the difference maybe I had to be hard again to see the change. Being in such an excited state from two denied orgasms it was relatively easy to bring myself back to full hardness despite the nervousness of the situation. As my cock grew I was filled with excitement hoping for the best but after a few moments my cock was rigid and only the 5 inches I knew. Feeling slightly defeated I thought back to what was different and besides the obvious of not being in the shower anymore the only thing different was that at the time I was imagining myself with that same hard beast I had plowing into my sister. That scene coming back into my mind I started wanting that cock again. I started imagining it on my body jutting out. I looked down taking in my small cock wishing it to grow and before my eyes it started to. Slowly it gained in length and girth until I was back to being massive.
Over come with happiness at the possibilities for me now I stroked hard and fast while keeping my sister in my head. My orgasm was swift and powerful, as it hit rope after rope of cum shot out from my tip coating my chest in cum. As I squeezed the last of my cum out I fell back onto the bed in a daze and slipped into unconsciousness.
Waking back up for the second time that day I found myself in ridiculously high spirits. Who wouldn’t be?? I can change anything I want to physically about myself. Or at least maybe anything. I had to know my limits with this. Looking down at myself I needed to get cleaned up. Seeing what time it was I knew my sister had already left for practice and she wouldn’t be back until late that night, I didn’t even bother getting dressed. I went back to the bathroom and wet a washcloth to wipe myself down from the earlier orgasm.
While wiping myself down I looked into the mirror and started to play around. I started with my eye color again changing it from one color to the next finally deciding on brown. I then moved to my nose and just for shits and giggles I made it long and pointy like Pinocchio. Finally cleaned up I left my face the new way and walked back into my room closing my door. In my excitement I didn’t realize that my door didn’t completely shut. Now standing in front of my full length mirror I couldn’t help but laugh as I saw this ridiculous nose jutting out from my face.
Knowing that I basically had a do over at my disposal I started on becoming the way I always wanted to look. Adding a couple inches in height I was now 6 foot even. I set to work on my frame bulking me up a little bit and defining my muscles that would take months in a gym to achieve. Once happy with that I started on my face, not changing anything major just a little tweak here and there until I was happy. I enlarged my balls a little bit to match that of the destroyer now hanging limp between my legs. Once finished I memorized every inch of what I changed tweaking what needed it and leaving alone what was perfect. Taking a full look at myself I couldn’t have been happier. Looking like this there was no way girls would keep ignoring me. I would finally get laid.
Filing away what I wanted to look like I started playing around. Making myself fat and skinny, super tall and tiny like a midget. I added muscles and hair, took them away basically being absolutely ridiculous with my new found ability. Returning back to the new me I stood just admiring myself when all of a sudden it hit me. If I could change into anything why couldn’t I change into a chick. The thoughts of my possibilities started to excite me, bringing my impressive cock to life. I started off just seeing if I could do it. My chest losing its muscle as it started to expand out ending up with a pair of firm large breasts. Not being able to choose between the mirror and looking down I kept glancing back and forth as my hands came up to feel my first breast. My hands reaching their goal sent all the air out of my lungs and I fell back onto the bed slowly caressing my new toys. My nipples now even more sensitive began to harden under the movements of my hands. My cock was so hard it was actually beginning to hurt as I pinched down on my nipples causing an involuntary moan to escape my throat. Leaving one hand to play with my breasts I moved my other down and slowly began stroking my cock imagining it was my sisters breasts I was playing with. Getting so into it I started moaning her name which in turn brought me immediately to orgasm my cock exploding and sending my cum shooting out right onto my breasts.
As I lay there in my after glow I started picturing my sister in my head. I closed my eyes forming a complete picture of Jamie in my head. I pulled on every memory I had of her forming a complete image of her in my head. Keeping my eyes shut I imagined her and pushed that image of her onto my body. I could feel things moving and changing and when it all stopped with eyes still shut I stood up. Slowly I opened my eyes and staring back at me in the mirror was my sister.
So stunned at this, all I could do was stare as I turned around and bent over trying to see everything I could. Finally I let my hands do what my eyes were doing. I laid back on the bed closing my eyes and just ran my hands over every inch of my sisters body. Going straight to my breasts I started caressing and squeezing finally getting the prize I had been aching for. Under the ministrations of my fingers I could feel my nipples harden, moving down to them I gave them a pull when I felt a wet heat coming from between my legs. Going into very unknown territory I slid one hand down my stomach and in between my legs. I could immediately feel heat emanating from my folds. Gingerly I began exploring lightly playing with the area rubbing my fingers up and down coating them in the juice of my excitement. My breaths were now beginning to come in deeper and more ragged as my excitement grew finally resulting in a loud moan as my probing fingers found my clit.
Now feeling flushed and more turned on in a new way than I have even experienced I began to rub my fingers in circles over my clit, going faster and faster until I couldn’t even breathe. The only option my brain gave me was to keep rubbing. And that’s when it hit. My entire body being sent into spasms I twisted around as the most intense orgasm I have ever felt washed over me. With one final wave of ecstasy washing over me blackness edged in.
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Digimon: Rise and Fall. Chapter 1: Solitude
A multipart story conbines the world of Digimon with real adult problems and of course sex
Rider Chapter 2
As you may remember, I went on a bit of a bender after Rose’s death. It’s been five years, just over, since she disappeared. As I said, I’ve seen a few other women, with always the same outcome – I just couldn’t handle the closeness, the sense of loss for what I once had.
Well, not a lot has happened since I wrote the last story, about a year and a half ago. I’m still in my job – I managed not to get fired, just – and I’m still a regular at the bar. Got a couple of grey hairs now, though, but I’ve managed not to put on any pounds, thank God. Stayed off the rollies too, and feeling much better for it.
This takes place just a few months ago, on the five year anniversary of Rose’s vanishing.
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Right, where was I that night? Easy to answer – the bar. And tonight, I was going to get utterly, utterly hammered. As I discovered, five years doesn’t dull the pain nearly as much as it should.
I’d drunk til closing time, then given John – same old barman! – a few roubles on the side, and he’d returned with a bottle of Vodka. “On the breakages,” he muttered, and I nodded gratefully. It wasn’t the first time.
I sat outside on the step, in the shelter of the doorway to avoid the falling snow. Raising the bottle, toasting the flickering street-light a few yards away, I worked my way round the lump in my throat and whispered, “Here’s to you, Rose, wherever you are. Remember I love you.” And with that, I buried my head in my arms and started to cry.
The purring of an engine did little to rouse me from my stupor, until a voice broke the relative silence to say, “You all right, buddy?” There was the click of a door, and I raised my head to look up. A woman, dressed in cast-off mechanics’ overalls, was standing on the pavement, looking down at me. Hurriedly I wiped my face on my sleeve, stumbling to my feet. “Erh, yeah, I’m ok really. Just a little emotional,” I slurred, not looking at her.
There was no response. Still staring at the ground in shame, I shrugged and looked at my bottle. I was just about to ask her to leave, when she suddenly spoke.
“Pete… Peter?”
I spun round to look at her, neatly depositing myself at her feet as I did so, the slippery snow and the alcohol doing nothing for my composure. She reached down and grabbed my arm, pulling me to my feet. I looked at her, and saw in that worn face someone I knew, someone I loved. “Rose? Is… is that you?” She nodded, and her arms went out to me just as mine went out to her.
We stood, holding each other on the pavement, for long minutes. When she pulled back, she had tears on her cheeks. Without a word, she tugged me to her car, and drove in silence to my flat.
When we reached my flat I groped in my pockets for my key, finally extracting it and sheepishly proffering it to Rose, explaining, “I really doubt I could open this lock anytime soon!” She looked at me for a second, then took the key and opened the door, pulling me through and locking it behind her. I extricated myself from her grasp and stumbled to the bathroom, locking the door and then throwing up, hard, into the toilet. Pulling myself up and staring into the grimy mirror, I shook my head at the state I was in, and splashed some icy water on my face.
Still gasping from the shock of the cold water, I left the bathroom, walking discernibly straighter than before, and found Rose had put some coffee on to boil. I stood beside her at the kitchen counter and took her in my arms. Burying my head in her hair, I took in her scent, remembering it like she’d left only yesterday.
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Over coffee she told me what happened.
“The day I was due to meet you, I got car-jacked, around three hundred miles outside Moscow. It was a young man and his girlfriend. He kept his car, and gave mine to her. I heard later she died in it, but I don’t know anything about that. The guy – he called himself Vladimir – forced me into his car. Turns out that there’s a large Clan – maybe two hundred riders – who’ve taken up residence in what was once a peasant village, that was abandoned and forgotten in the Stalin purges. I don’t think it even has a name. They called it the Enclave.
“Vlad was surprisingly protective of me. The rapes I’d heard of never happened, though there were some close moments. He was pretty good to me, all in all.
“Turned out, though, that I knew just as much about cars as their best guys did, so I got drafted into the mechanics side of their clan. I spent three years working, doing that. Then, one day, a seriously beat up car was recovered by a clan member who subsequently flaked out and shot himself. No-one wanted the car, so I took it.
“It took me a year to do it up, starting from scratch, using parts from other totalled cars. And then, some guy, who didn’t like the fact Vlad wouldn’t let him get his leg over, nicked the fucking thing, and set it alight. A year’s work, lost like that. Vlad killed him for that, though. Sometimes I wonder if he fell in love with me.
“Still, it doesn’t matter. There I was, carless again. For the next ten months, I worked harder than ever, and managed to fix up another wreck. A shite car, but it had wheels.
“And then one night, I just upped and left. It took me a week to find out where I was. Since then, I’ve been on my way to Moscow – got a new car on the way – though it’s not much of an improvement. I’ve been searching for you for three weeks now. When I saw you at the bar tonight, I didn’t honestly think it could possibly be you. But… well, here we are.”
I sat in silence for a while, staring at her shoes. Then, lifting my head, I met her eyes. “I read about Vlad’s girl’s death in the paper – I thought it was you, in fact. Since you left, I’ve not done much with my life. Still the same old job, you know how it is. Met a few women, but… I just couldn’t relate to them. It’s good to see you, Rose.”
She nodded, setting down her coffee cup and taking mine from my hands. The coffee was cold now, anyway. “Well, it’s damn good to see you, Peter. But right now, I’d like to go to bed. I’ve not slept since yesterday night.”
I just nodded and led her to the bedroom, turning off the lights as she undressed and slid between the sheets. I disrobed and climbed in beside her, pulling her soft form to me. She rested her head on my chest, and, the room still trying to spin around me, I fell into sleep.
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When I woke up, the bed was empty. I rolled over and touched the spot where she’d been lying, and found that it was still warm. Sitting up, I cursed long and loud as my hangover kicked in, my head pounding like a jackhammer, right between my temples. The curtains had been drawn, revealing a grey and cloudy day. For a moment I lay in bed, my forearm over my eyes, and thought about last night, running into Rose after all those years.
The bedroom door clicked and swung open as Rose pushed it open with her foot, bearing a tray with a coffee pot and two mugs. She chuckled at me as I cringed as she flicked the lightswitch with her elbow, and I winced as she slammed the door with her foot. “Hungover much, then?” she inquired with a raised eyebrow. I could only nod.
She set the tray down on the bedside cabinet and sat on the bed. It finally dawned on me that she was dressed, and dressed in clothes she wasn’t wearing yesterday. Black T-shirt, black jeans, and faded motorcycle boots. “Did you go out?” I enquired, sitting up and pouring myself a mug of coffee. It steamed in the cold of my bedroom – the damn boiler was broken again, and I’d not got around to getting it fixed.
“Yeah,” she said. “You were spark out, so I thought I’d head off to – to where I’ve left the car, and get some things. I figured you wouldn’t wake up.” I nodded wryly, and drank great gulps of the coffee. “What time is it?” I asked. She checked her watch and told me it was just after nine. I cursed again, and struggled out of bed – spilling my bloody coffee on the way, too. “Shit, I’m late for fucking work. The boss’ll kill me!” She laughed at me, shaking her head, and pointed out that it was a Saturday. I looked at her, shaking my head at my own stupidity, and started to laugh. She laughed with me, and, as the laughter faded out, we sat there and looked at each other.
I studied her face. She was older than when I met her first, that was plain to see. Lines that hadn’t been there before were now etched, like great sorrows, into her face. Years of working in the wastelands of Russia, repairing cars, had ground in fine lines of oil that showed up like deep shadows on her face. She seemed almost hardened. But when she smiled, the years fell off, and it was like she was in that bar again, asking me for a seat.
That day was a little surreal. I go dressed and we went out. We walked for an hour or so, deep into the Moscow backstreets, down alleys that I didn’t even know existed. Finally, we came to a parking lot. There, at the end, was her car. It was nothing like the gleaming, sensual piece of engineering that she’d had when I met her. This, too, was black, but it was battered. Dents had been sprung out, but you could still see where they’d been. The wheel arches were muddy and smeared with dirty snow, and the windscreens were grey/brown sheets, punctuated with the clear glass where the wipers had done their work. It looked like a workhorse, rough but effective.
“Yeah, it does the fucking job, at least,” she quipped as she saw me study it. “We’ll take it back to yours – it’ll be a little safer than leaving it here, at least. Hop in.”
I got in, and she pulled off with the slightest of screeches. Cutting down a couple of overgrown alleys, she pulled out onto the main road to my flat, deftly inserting herself between two taxis that seemed, to me, to be almost nose to bumper. Nonetheless, she found the space somehow.
Pulling up by my flat, she pulled a dufflebag out of the boot, hefting it over her shoulder. We climbed the stairs to my apartment, let ourselves in, and she made lunch while I took a much needed shower. As I returned to the kitchen, she was rummaging through the dufflebag. I had a quick look in over her shoulder, and noticed the flash of banknotes. “Got some cash there, then? It’s ok, you don’t need to pay rent!” I quipped. “It’s not rent money – it’s all my money. Just before I found you I was planning on going South again, so I withdrew all my savings. 35 million roubles here.”
My eyebrows rose in shock as I calculated. “That’s nearly 3/4 of a million! Where the hell did you get that?!” She merely raised an eyebrow and bit into her sandwich. I sensed the discussion was closed.
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Life slipped into an easy rhythm in the next few days. I got up for work each day, she made me coffee. We left at the same time, she’d drop me off at work, and then drive off. Sometimes she wouldn’t return until late, 10 or 11 at night. She seldom spoke, and I seldom broke the silence. It wasn’t an uneasy one, mind. There just wasn’t much that either of us had to say. She was solitary, and I wasn’t exactly Mr Party either, so it suited us.
Often she’d come in late, and, without a word, crouch in front of me as I sat on the sofa and kiss me passionately, before pulling me into the bedroom. She’d climb on me and ride me without a sound, barely a shadow in the dark, collapsing on my chest as she came, before pulling me on top of her, clutching my shoulders as I emptied myself into her.
Sometimes she wept afterwards, silently, but I felt her tears on my shoulder. I didn’t ask, and she didn’t tell me.
Months passed. Rose got a new car, gleaming and black, just like the old one. She spent many hours underneath it and inside the bonnet, tweaking it just right.
My parents died. They were rich, and, though I’d not spoken to them in years, they left me all their assets. I was their only son. Suddenly I was rich, and I didn’t know what to do with the money. I spoke to Rose about it, and she told me that I should do what my heart wanted. And with those words I did know what I wanted. As we sat in the kitchen on Saturday morning, naked, I said to her, “I want to do what you do. Between us, we have the money to never have to work again. We can be nomadic, like you used to be.”
She looked at me, hard. “This isn’t a decision you make on a whim, Peter. There’s no romance in this life. You have to love it to stick with it. It’s hard. It’s alienating. Still… it’d be great to have you with me.” And with that, she broke out into a smile. “C’mon, if you’re serious, let’s go. We’ll pick you up a car on the way. And, for God’s sake, some proper clothes!”
I grinned, like a little boy. For the first time, I felt free. We dressed quickly, me in jeans, jumper and desert boots, her in the black top, jeans and boots that I associated with her and Riding. She packed her dufflebag with the efficiency of someone who’s done it many times. “Take what you must, if anything. You don’t need clothes. But grab a bag for your cash – there’s no ATMs where we’re going.” I could only nod, hoping to hell that I was still in control.
We got into her car and roared off. I felt exhilarated and breathless. Stopping at my bank, I went inside with my dufflebag and requested the attention of the manager. I explained to him that I wished to withdraw all the money in my current and saving accounts and close them both. He seemed a little surprised, but complied without much persuasion. 117 million roubles, it came to, all told. 2.4 million, in Sterling. Like I said, my folks were rich.
Back in Rose’s car, we took off towards a car dealer. With money to spend, I could barely contain myself from buying the fastest thing they had, but Rose cautioned me. “You’ve got to eat, sleep in this thing. You’ve got to be able to drive for 30 hours without getting cramps. Don’t be a fool.” Taking her advice, I prowled around the cars in the lot, looking for the one. And, near the back, I found it. Midnight blue, a long swept bonnet and tapering tail, the engine roared like a velvet lion. The instant I slid into the seat, I knew for sure. It seemed to mould itself around me, like it had been built for me.
I bought it. The next few hours passed in something of a blur, as Rose played with the engine, making a few critical noises – but as many pleased ones, as well – installed some radio gear in the cars that I was certain I’d never figure out how to use, before stepping out, leaving the door wide open, with the words, “Enjoy. She should serve you well.” I slid in and gunned the engine, slipping out the dealership on Rose’s tail. Stopping only to pick up provisions for my car, along with maps, and a handgun and knife for my protection – even I knew that bears weren’t the worst things out there.
We stopped at the first motel on the East highway out of Moscow, and killed time until evening, playing pool – badly – and musing in silence over a pint or two. At last night began to fall. Rose got out the maps, and pointed to Tomsk. “That’s where we’re going this time. I’ve an – an old friend over there, who I’ve not seen in a little too long. It’s over 2000 miles, so we’re better get started. All being well, it’ll take us about 2, maybe 3 nights driving.” With a quick kiss to my forehead, she got into her car.
I shook myself out of my slight daze and followed suit. She gunned her car down the highway, and I followed, leaning back in the seat as my speed reached 100mph. I had a slight nagging disquiet in my mind – her tone of voice when she mentioned her friend had unsettled me. Shrugging it off, I got comfortable for the long drive to Tomsk.
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Belinda
A young girl begins
A Lonely Mom Loves Her Son Ch. 1 – 3
A woman is raising her son alone and hasn’t been in a relationship in year. Her son has been lusting after her. She’s lonely. He’s horny.
Nurse Demoness Chapter 3
A Succubus journeys to deal with Mina.
Little Dove
A man tries to abduct the woman of his dreams.
Dream Girl 3(The rewrite)
Isn’t it interesting how the sounds are the same for an awful nightmare and great sex?
Naughty Naty: Learning Her Place 1
BRIEFING
After writing my first & rubbish story, I received a comment telling me to write a BDSM story, this is the introduction and beginning. If you like and would like to read the rest, just post a comment and I’ll upload the rest on the parts.
Regards,
NatalieINTRODUCTION
“Hello?” I whispered, “Hello? Is anyone there?” my voice echoed.
There was no answer. I was standing. The floor was cold and my arms were stretched above my head. There was total silence. From the far corner in the room I heard a slight chuckle.
“Who is that? Help me” I pleaded.
A gush of air passed me. I couldn’t see a thing. I suddenly heard lights being switched on and I sense a vague amount of brightness. But I was blindfolded and I couldn’t see a thing.
“Very nice” a voice said from behind me.
“Who are you? Please help me” I felt a presence circle me.
“I’ll ask the questions” the voice replied.
“What? What the fuck is this?”
“Not to worry, with time you will learn” the voice said in a calm tone.
When I felt a damp, hot breath on my body, I realised I had no clothes on.
“Get the fuck off me, prick!”
“I’m not touching you” he sniggered
“Please? I don’t know what I’ve done but I am sorry. Just let me go and we can forget all about it. I promise I won’t tell anyone, I promise, just let me go!”
“Oh, I know you won’t tell anyone, Natalie, even if you did, no one would believe you”
“What do you mean? How do you know my name?”
“Ohh, I know a lot about you, Natz. Opps wait, I forgot, you hate being called that. Nobody would believe you because, not only are you a vivid liar, but you also over-exaggerate every situation.”
“Please, just untie me.”
“Not only do I like the view and the anticipation of what I am about to do you, but I need to teach you a lesson and hopefully change your selfish ways”
“YOUR FUCKING PSYCHO!!” I screamed
“Yes, bark dog, bark.”
“MY DAD WILL FUCKING KILL YOU, YOU SICK BASTARD.”
“Well, he’d have a pretty good reason too. But it would be worth it. I wonder if you are as good a shag as your Mother.”
“WHAT? WHAT DID YOU FUCKING SAY?” I tried to shake free but it was no use, I was securely fastened in place.
“I didn’t have to tie her up though; she willingly sucked my dick and licked my ass. But I want you. I want a tight pussy. I want a firm ass.” he said with accomplished tone in his voice.
I am 16 and have long dark hair. I am 5ft 7 and have green coloured eyes. With my slim/athletic I have a lovely pair of 34B sized tits.
“YOU SICK FUCK!!”
“Natalie, you can scream all you like; here I’ll help you; HELP ME, HELP ME. SOMEONE RESECUE ME!!” He yelled whilst stamping his feet on the floor.
“Right, okay. What do you want from me?”
“Well done. Now you are ready to comply, here are the rules of the game.
You will speak only when spoken to.
When you do speak, you will address me as ‘Master’.
You will wilfully submit yourself to any position ordered.
Now the consequences; if you resist me, fail to address me adequately, or disappoint me in any manor, you will under go appropriate punishment.
Of course, there are rewards too, these consist of my cock and your need to come, and it goes without saying that you will receive neither of these without begging or at least asking politely.
Now, Natalie, do you understand?”
“This isn’t fair”, I pleaded
“OUCH! For fuck sake. Yes, okay” I shouted after I had received a harsh slap on the side of my face.
Again, I endured another slap on the opposite side my face.
“I beg your pardon?” he asked
“I thought I was meant to be doing the begging around here? But yes, I understand, Master”
He twisted my head to the right and whispered in my left ear,
“That’s better. But don’t get fucking wide, slut”. My head fell to my chest.PART 1
I felt my cheeks burnings. I felt dizzy. My arms felt numb. I was hungry too.
“How are you, sweetheart?”
“Fine, Master!” I growled.
I don’t know how I got here, I remember leaving school and passing the church but after that and before I woke, well, it is all just a blur. I don’t recognize the voice either, defiantly a male though.
Why am I here? Am I going to be raped? Or worse, killed? I am scared.
“You have been very patent. I will allow you to see your owner”, and with that he ripped the duct tape violently from my eyes as well as pulling half of my, once, gorgeous hair out.
It took me a few seconds to adjust to the brightness. The lights hanged bare-bulbed from a ceiling which seemed to go on forever. The exterior was, well, bland. A grey and cold colour scheme, not the most welcoming room, I have to say.
And there he stood, my “master”. He was a black man, muscular frame, shaved head and piecing blue eyes. I’d say he looked about mid thirties to early forties. He wore a tight white vest and black combats. With his mean expression I could tell he meant business.
“Please, Master, may you release my wrists? I can no longer feel my arms.”
“Wriggle free, Bitch.” He crept behind me and violently grabbed my ass. I flinched. He pulled at my body and then peered over my shoulder,
“Are you a Catholic girl, Natalie?”
“No, master” he pulled away from my body and within less than a minute or two, a whip across my back struck me.
“ARGHHH! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” My body jilted forward. I could tell from the numerous leather belts that landed on my body that he had his ‘cat-o-nine-tails’ out. In his other hand, he had, what felt like, a feather and caressed the spot where he beat me.
“OUCH!” he struck my thighs, but then tickled them with his feather afterwards.
He then returned to give my back another seeing-to. He continued to thrash my body and then brush the sting off over and over. The sensation was unbearable.
“Please, master, I am sorry. Please, it hurts”.
“Shut up, Cunt. You are here to serve me. I am enjoying myself.” He sharply replied.
I began to cry. I didn’t deserve to be beaten like this. He must of heard me sobbing because he repeatedly told me to ‘shut the fuck up, or else’. The ‘or else’ part worried me. Can it get any worse than this?
Thankfully, he eventually stopped,
“You look even better now. You’re my slut. Did you enjoy it?” I had tears streaming down my cheeks, “Answer me!” He walked in front of me and was right in my face. I looked to the ground. “ANSWER ME!” he screamed. It was the first time he had raised his voice.
“Yes, Master.” I muttered.
“You whore.” and with that he took a step back and with his right fist he swung for my left cheek. Blood was dripping from my nose and mouth and it mixed with the tears.
After his violent outburst, he got onto his knees in front of me and lifted my right leg over his left shoulder to expose my freshly waxed pussy. He then savagely inserted his index finger from his right hand up into my cunt.
“OWWW!” I screamed. He ripped out his finger and threw my leg to the floor.
“Well, considering your entire pussy is numb and soaking wet, yeah, I’d say you fucking loved it, you dirty slut.” He said feeling, some-what, pleased with himself.
“Have you done A-Levels before, Natalie?”
“I am studying for them just now, Master.” He then burst out in a fit of laughter. I was confused.
“HAVE YOU BEEN FUCKED UP THE SHIT-PIPE, YOU STUPID BITCH?!” he shouted in my face.
“Err, no, Master” I hesitated.
“Wait. You’re not a virgin, are you?” he asked while staring down at my pussy.
I didn’t reply. I was ashamed of not having sex before. All my friends had but not me. It wasn’t as though I wasn’t “ready” either, nor was I ugly, it’s just, I liked others to respect me, so that meant I had to respect myself. “Ohh, this day just keeps getting better and better. A sixteen year old virgin? My goodness.” I hanged my head down to the floor.
He walked behind me and started to stroke my legs and work his way up. His touch tingled. He caressed my tummy and worked up to my breasts,
“Perfect size, just enough to hold in my hands, and possibly my mouth”. He rubbed them together and then rolled each nipple between his thumb and middle finger whilst grinding his hard-on onto my ass; this made my nipples erect and my pussy even more wet. After that, he gently moved my hair so he was able to kiss my neck. His hands and fingers ran up and down my arms and he reached for the bar that my wrists were tightly attached to. He released the lock and my arms collapsed to my sides. I was free. I spotted the door and chased for it. I tried the handle but it was ajar. I pulled at it hard and to my delight it burst open. As I took my first few steps out of the hell-hole I met two massive black men. They both stood well over 6ft. They were dressed in the same clothing as the first man but had tinted shades on.
I punched and kicked them both and tried to move them out of my way, but it was no use. They stood like a solid wall with their arms crossed.
“Please, I’ve learnt my lesson. I am sorry.” I pleaded.
“Not this again,” Said my Master, “Please, men, adopt position one.” Before I had time to beg even more, I was face down on the floor with my hands twisted behind my back where they met my feet. I felt a man’s knee pressuring on top my back to hold me in place. A rough rope was tied around my wrists and the same with my ankles. They joined these roped together with another. I was completely bound. My Master appeared before and tied my hair back with a hairband.
“Get that stupid mutt out of my slight. If she wants to leave, throw her out. My Master dictated.
The two strong men picked me up and carried me outside.
“No, please don’t. I am begging you. I will do anything. Please, it is too cold.” My cry went unheard and to ensure I was seen and not heard to anyone else either, a dirty cloth was forced into my mouth and securely shut with a strip of duct tape. My eager eyes pleaded for the men not to leave me on the sidewalk. They didn’t. They stayed by my side a few yards away. It was a busy street; cars zooming up and down and pedestrians walking along the pavement. I didn’t recognize the street, nor any of the people the walked by, I have to admit that I was, some-what, relieved that none of my family nor school friends had seen me in the state and position I was in. The men were silent. One or two civilians tried to help me, but once they seen the two “bodyguards” they quickly fastened their step and moved on. I felt humiliated. Bystanders looking at me in disgust, other passers-by would snigger comments about how fine my ass looked and congratulated the two men whilst gulping at my exposed holes. I felt like I was lying on the pavement for hours when suddenly, one of the men clasped a handful of my hair and dragged me back. I tried to scream but it was no use. It was sore. Thankfully, after awful ordeal, I felt the warmth of the indoors.
“Move then, Bitch” One of the men said. I just laid there. I was unable to move, plus I didn’t know where to go. The man began to drag me with my hair again across the rough carpet. The sensation was horrible and it burned like hell. The other man politely knocked on the door and waited patiently for a request to come inside. It was the original room we were in. The man threw me to the floor on my stomach.
“How was your little break of fresh air? You can’t say I, we, are depriving you of sunlight, can you not? I wouldn’t want to think we were dehydrating or staving you either. So, if you care to look to your right you see a nice bowl of pedigree food. Now for the fluid.” My master stepped in front of me and began to unzip his combats. I knew what was about to happen. I vigorously shook my head.
“Open up, Girl” he said with a wide grin on this face indicating for me to open my mouth. I was staring up at him but instead of reaching for his cock and spun around and reached for a basin of freezing cold water.
“HAHAHA! Embrace it, Bitch” he snarled as he threw litres of freezing cold water all over my naked body. My eyes clenched shut. I shivered. I couldn’t open my mouth so I had to inhale deep breaths through my nose. My lovely long locks were now all damp and knotted. I cried. It felt like my heart stopped when the first drop of water hit my cold and tender body. The 3 men just laughed in my face. While I was recovering from the impulsing shock my master told me that while I was out he had been getting set up.
“I am sorry, Alec. I know I promised you first go, but I can’t allow you to take this whore’s virginity,” My master explained. Alec was the man who dragged me by the hair around the building. “Please, Les, if you may?” My master asked as he pointed at me. Les looked the youngest out of the three men; he was the “polite” door knocker. He straddled the back of my head and began to untie the ropes. After they were loose, my arms and legs collapsed the hard floor. He got off the back of my shoulders, knelt in front of me, raised my head and ripped the tape from my face. My head then thudded the surface and I spat out the dirty material.
“Natalie, would you care to hop onto this piece of apparatus?” suggested my Master. I hesitated.
“Or, perhaps you need to dry off outside?” And with that I quickly rose from the floor and walked toward him. The end of Part 1, leave comments etc and let me know what you think.
Constructive criticism alway appreciated.
Regards,
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Author’s Note: To answer a few comments No I did not get the idea from the Croods, Never saw it. I also was questioned about using words like Diameter and Travois this was for the reader to get an understanding rather than this being Mondo, s Vocabulary.
Mondo’ s Clan part 4
I planed another scout out the River gate. I wanted to find out how that valley connected with the lomen ‘s bowl. But first I started every one practicing with their slings and all the kids to gathering stones .
After practicing the women made sacks out of skins to hold the stones. I had my idea of how to eliminate the lomen. At the 4 steps would be a Cave lion and a handler .Lined around the rim would be all who could use the sling. We would leave the 5 older women to take care of the babies and younger kids.
The three younger cats would be with their handlers roaming behind to pick off any strays coming home. Now the preparation begins. Shad got busy Making lots of spears under the watchful eye of his helper Jonda. Jonda had never fully recovered from the bad sickness that almost wiped out Tondor’ s clan.. Jonda’s right leg had shriveled up but he still had good use of his hands.
I took Hobar and Drago along with Bruno and Runt and left across the walkway for our back way scout. We left the walk way together no telling when we might need quick access on our return. We walked carefully along the river cave. Before we exited I sent out Runt to look around, nothing seemed to be bothering Bruno and soon Runt returned. We stepped out on the trail brushing our tracks as we went.
Remembering our last time here we avoided the area of the ants. We came upon a well walked trail. The tracks were humanoid not much in the way of animals. We stepped off the trail and made or way through the brush parallel to the trail. Within an hour we heard voices on the trail.
It was a group of three lomen with five captives. I was going to let them pass not knowing how close we were to the lomen’s Bowl. But Bruno and Runt made our decision by attacking two of the lomen. The third started to run when one of the Captives stuck out his leg and tripped the escaping loman. That gave Bruno just enough time to finish the first one and to pounce on to the scrambling body of the last one.
We freed the Captives three women and two men. After talking with them we gathered more information about the lomen way of life.
The Lomen
The lomen had at one time been just like every one else. Then one harsh winter they were trapped by heavy snow and their reserves ran out. The weak, generally the women and children, the men killed and ate. The only water they had to drink trickled down the walls of the cave they were hold up in for the winter. The water was contaminated by minerals not meant for human consumption.
Never being over intelligent they gang raped the few women left alive. After the winter passed and time came for the birth. The few women gave birth to monstrosities the babies were extra large and deformed and killed the mother. They bled to death. The lomen’ s animal instincts told them to capture women make them slaves to take care of the babies and to make more. Also by this time they had come to like the taste of human flesh.
The women gave birth to 90% boys, the girls were eaten, the lomen began to raid other tribes for women slaves to bear their young and men as meat. The contaminated water had caused deformities that seem to breed true thus creating another species of man. This became the way of life for the lomen.
They were totally nonproductive they lived to raid, rape and eat … other tribes. Any one of the three had to be broken and they would vanish. We planned to end all three. The captives served multiple uses. For food, to reproduce, and to tend to the children. The intact male slaves were used for any menial work that was needed.
The sad part of it all is there is no way to save the captives. They had been fed on human flesh and the women were pregnant with the lomens children. The men were crippled from having parts of their bodies ripped off to be eaten. When we made our move it would have to be total.
We told the captives what we had planned to do, They offered their help. I asked how many men they could provide. They said at least twenty five may be more. We gave them directions to the cave under the water fall. In two weeks there would be someone there with instructions. The five of them departed for their village.
We hid the three bodies and continued on our search about three hours later we approached the lip of the bowl. I left Hobar to watch this set of steps. Drago went right and I went left to check out the area around the other two steps.
We had made better observations the steps were not on the four points but were off a bit and the bowl was not truly round more like an oval. The gate from the bramble gate side was Southwest. The River gate was more to the Northeast side.
I moved around to the trail coming from the steps Southeast. Something bothered be about it so I followed a ways. I almost wish I hadn’t. It ended at a pit and explained the nauseating odor in the air. The pit was filled with human bones and small scavengers. I could tell that this was not the only pit that had been here, There was evidence that others had been covered over.
We met back with Hobar then headed back to the falls. It took three days to reach the falls. I was mulling over different ideas as we walked. Drago was scouting either side of the trail looking for gathering places. Hobar was looking at places for ambushes.
The 1st night we made camp and compared notes. Now I understood the reason Drago had been so quite. He not only found a similar pit but observed two male slaves and a club bearing loman. The male slaves were dumping bones… human bones. Runt wanted to attack but Drago held him back. Other than that the trail went no where.
This lessened the chance of returnees walking up on us while the attack was going on we rested and moved on the next morning. On the third day we neared our trail to the River Cave. We heard what we guessed was laughter. Bruno was rumbling, Runt was crouched down in his attack mode. I peered through the bushes.
There before my eyes were two lomen teasing a crocodile. One had a bamboo pole with a piece of meat on the end. They were standing on a large rock, the croc couldn’t reach them. The one with the pole would lower the pole and tempt the croc to rise out of the water after it. The loman was just fast enough that the croc would miss.
The croc looked to be about 14 ft long and there were a couple more waiting their turn. I decided we need to help our croc friends. I put my hands on the cats and gave the silent motion for attack. They roared, the loman looked around to see the cats bounding toward them…
The lomen screamed and leaped … right into the jaws of the crocs. With the snapping of the jaws and the thrashing of their tails the crocs made short work of the lomen. We watched them through their frenzy and suddenly it was over and they slipped beneath the lake surface. The lake once again serene and peaceful.
Noma
Noma, and her baby were the only ones to remain with the clan when lateen was captured. She had been listening to the plans and when Mondo left on his back scout. She went to Ludi “Please watch my baby Tiensi. And ask Mondo not to attack until she returned. She insisted it was important. Ludi finally agreed but still did not know where Noma was going.
Noma had made a pack out of Deer skin that had been cured with the hair scraped off. It contained things she might need on her trip. She fashioned a frame out of limber limbs tied the pack to the frame added straps to carry it on her back. On a strap tied to her waist was a pouch of rocks, her sling and her water bag. Also was a small pouch with extra straps for tying if needed and also it held her knife.
On her trip from her home clan she had been observant of the path traveled. She had had hopes of escaping from the lomen. This had proved unnecessary thanks to the appearance of Mondo and his cats. She made good time her 1st day, she picked a well protected clump of brush to make her bed. She was tired so did not make a fire.
Just before dawn, with the sky beginning to lighten she heard a growl her eyes popped open and she was staring into the eyes of an older Dire wolf, He was probably an outcast from his pack since he was alone. She had no chance to use her sling, all she had to use was her knife. The wolf was pushing its nose in to the brush trying to reach her. She slashed with her knife cutting the wolf’s jaw and nose.
The wolf was irate and was tearing at the brush with teeth and claws. Just when it looked like the wolf was going to reach her … the wolf yelped and its head disappeared. Holding her knife out I front of her she edged out enough to see. The wolf was on the ground and a tawny cat was worrying its throat. The wolf ceased its movement and the cave lion backed away.
With blood on its mouth it gave a mighty lick of its tongue and bounded toward her. She smiled it was Soli. Noma looked around expecting to see one of the hunters but … Soli was alone. Noma wondered she had watched while the cats had been trained, Soli was over a Year old and almost full sized, and she had befriended the big cat She wondered if the cat had been sent or came on her own.
It really did not matter she was here and Noma had no intention of returning. She put on her pack and moved out. She was thinking about the signals she had watched the handlers use during the cats training. She used the one for scouting point. Soli turned playfully then headed out on point.
With Soli along with her things were a lot easier and there was little need of the caution she had exercised on her first day. They traveled quickly only eating after dark then resting till just before dawn then on the way again. Altogether they cut a week off the trip that Mondo had made with the freed captives.
Noma’s Tribe was the largest, consisting of close to 100 hunters, 90 women and thirty childern, within 6 months walk. Noma was the daughter of a sub chief and daughter-in-law of the Head chief. It was a joyous time when she entered the village. The Chief Bola her Father-in-law was going to send for her Father Chief Runl. But she told Chief Bola why she was here is more important they talked for a few minutes.
Chief Bola summoned two messengers, Each Message : Our Daughter Noma is here, Our Savior Mondo needs our help bring twenty five hunters and supplies for 5 weeks. We attack lomen.
The next morning the forest was alive with hunters while the Chiefs had a Pow wow. Chief Bola placed Sub Chief Sarl in charge. Medicine man Char and Tor as spiritual guidance. Chief Runl begged to go common sense prevailed Sarl was thirty and Runl was sixty.
With a group of seventy five hunters and support with Noma and Soli in the lead. After the first day Noma was restless, she recognized one of the hunters, Flit, Flit was one of the captives with her. She talked to the Chief and Flit became chief scout.
With Flit knowing the way to the bramble gate meant Noma could get back to inform Mondo of the war party. Two hours before dawn she and Soli was on the run. Less than three weeks later She and Soli entered the bramble gate Leos was at the gate, he rushed to get Mondo.
When Mondo arrived Soli and Noma were in the hot pool soaking their tired aching bodies. At first Mondo had been angry with Noma for taking Soli until he was told that Soli had still been in camp 6 hours after Noma had left. Then he was just concerned. He almost went ahead for the planned attack.
But Noma had been so insistent with Ludi, it was important he wait.
Mondo walked to poolside Noma saw him disregarding her nudity she stood, Noma’ s trim body yelled out to Mondo to grab her and mount her but with so many children running around he thought better of it. Noma began to explain what she had done and how many warriors would soon be available. With the Lake clan and Our Clan we will have over a hundred twenty Warriors.
The Plan
We had already agreed to meet with Lake Clan messenger I sent Socar and Goba with Duri to meet the Messenger. When the Messenger arrived they were pleased there were two of them. They were able to pass the information on that there was a delay and why. It was a bit confusing the messengers Toma and Timi were Identical twins.
Toma would travel back to his people and Timi would travel with Goba back to ours. Socar and Duri Would start a bit of clean up. They would attack the lomen as they long as there were no more than two. They figure the two of them could handle at least two at a time.
Toma and Timi were surprised when they were shown the cave under the water fall. They had a quick meal and then all left but Socar and Duri. Socar decided to make a quick sweep, Mondo had briefed him he stayed off the trail but kept it in sight. He located the ambush site Hobar had told him about. He squatted down to wait less than 3 hours passed when he heard noise coming up the trail.
There was three of them escorting 7 captives he was torn as what to do he did not want to lose the captives. But Mondo said no more than two… then one of the lomen tripped and fell. As he hit the ground Duri burst free and attacked one of the two standing. Socar let fly with his spear it flew true and hit the second in the throat.
The Captives seeing what was happening leaped atop the third lomen pinning him to the ground. Socar reached them and pulled his knife and slit the throat of the last loman. Duri had done herself proud she first hamstrung her opponent he tried to swing at her with his club but she clamped on to his arm mangling it severely then she went for the throat.
Socar freed the captives 4 men and three women, they told him there was my more lomen behind them they think there is 5 more and at least that many more prisoners. Socar says “You all need weapons I saw a grove of Bamboo just about 60 yards that way.” he pointed over his shoulder.”Maybe we can sharpen a few lengths that would give us seven or eight spears. But first we need to hide these bodies..
They all jumped in and drug the bodies in to the bushes. Then we began to make the bamboo spears. This was slow going since all they had was Socars knife. The way they did it was to cut the bamboo on and angle then they would sharpen the spars by rubbing them on stones. It really worked well the spears were razor sharp.
By the time the next group of lomen came along with their captives we were ready … Socar had them spread on both sides of the trail even had one of the women up in a tree on a limb over the trail its self. Socar and Duri would wait for the woman in the tree to start the attack. One of the men would tell the captives to hit the dirt.
They walked along as if they owned the world, Just as the were passing under the tree the woman yelled ‘HEY’ the lomen looked up with his mouth open. The spear went straight down his throat. The others exploded out of the weeds and began stabbing. The rear loman got off a swing with his club he caught one of the women still tied to the pole and killed her instantly. Duri launched past the club and clamped on to his Privates the loman bent over and Duri switched to his Throat.
We need to move the bodies back to the lake … the crocs are hungry. After that was done. Socar said they needed to head back to their village. The tree woman asked what he was going to do. Socar said he was going to try to pick off a few more loman if he could.
She said I’ll stay, two of the men nodded . The rest head home. Socar asked, “I know your people will fight so how are so few of them able to capture so many of your people?”
Loman Control
The lomen have the ability to control minds when they surprise someone, the person freezes for a few minutes. Just enough for them to take control and secure them. But as your clan has proved they have no control when they are surprised. She told her sister to tell their Chief about this. If you don’t show fear they can not control you.
It is odd that this was never discovered, I guess Mondo being ignorant of all this and having the cats with him made it impossible for them to ever control him. In fact they fear the men who hunt with Lions. That is why we stayed with you and your Lion You are doing something and we want to help. Just what are you hoping to accomplish .
Socar tried to explain. Now that we have all the lomen confined back at the bowl… their village. Now if we can contain them till time for the attack then they cannot slip up behind us. And I hope to take out a few more.
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my new submissive family – Part 2 home sweet home
After taking a family from the comforts of their home, they are soon to get to their future home and begin their training.
My Daughter Amy
“I’ll be home in a couple hours honey!”
“Ok Dad! I’ll be here!”
The door clicked shut and a sense of relief passed over me. It was friday night and I was going out to a local strip club with the guys. This is not a usual thing for me, but my wife, Julia, was away on a business trip. My name is John, by the way. I am 42 and have a 12 year old daughter, Amy. Lately, I had been beginning to notice her more than usual. Maybe it’s just me, I thought. No, she has been strutting around the house in skimpy clothing all the time. And she was the one walking out of the shower to her room naked just as I passed by. So many conflicting thoughts were running through my head as I made the drive to meet the guys. Finally I was able to push the thoughts into the back of my mind just as I pulled into the lot.
Although it was fun having a much needed drink with friends and watching the girls go at it, thoughts of my daughter kept running through my mind. I knew it was wrong, but there was such a lust for her in my heart that it made daydreaming uncontrollable. At last the night faded and the time came to go our separate ways. I was actually happy at the thought; hoping Amy would be awake to give me the usual hello. Hell, if I was lucky she would jump into my arms and kiss my cheeck as she knew I loved.
The door shut and I put my things on the table. Heading upstairs, I noticed that the lights were on in my room, but not Amy’s. This is strange, I thought. Just then, my stomach dropped like a rock. She was watching my old porno vids on the dvd player! I peeked through the cracked door to a sight I will not soon forget. My daughter was spread eagle on my bed with her legs facing the TV and her head propped up on pillows. She was actually fingering her pussy in my room, and on my bed at that! She was watching my favorite movie. It was currently at the scene where the older man was fucking a much younger babysitter up the ass. Despite my mystification, I knew that something had to be done quickly. The clip was almost over and Amy seemed dangerously close to cumming. Options were racing by at 1000 miles per hour. I could go downstairs and pretend like nothing had happened, but I knew my raging hardon would never permit me to waste such an oppurtunity as this. I made the quick alcohol-skewed decision. I was going to grasp my one and possibly only chance to ever do this. I was going to fuck my daughter, no matter what the cost.
As I opened the door Amy jumped up from where she lay looking like she had just seen a ghost.
“H-Hi Daddy…”
“Amy, what are you doing in my room!?”
“Nothing daddy. I’m sorry, I just wanted to…”
“Is that my porno you’re watching!?”
“No!”
I was loving every second of it. One hand she had cupped over her shining baby-smooth pussy, while the other was struggling to cover both of her well-developed breasts. I had truly caught her off guard. I still wasn’t sure how I was going to make this work, but I knew I had to say something.
“Amy, I know what you were doing, and it’s perfectly fine for a girl your age to want to experience this sort of thing.”
“R… Really?”
“Yes of course! Hell, why do you think I have those videos in the first place?”
Her eyes flashed below my belt to catch a glimpse of what I’m sure was a rather large bulge in the front of my pants. I could tell the thought of me masturbating was turning her on, and that was all I needed.
“Do you do this often?”
“Well I… No… I mean, sometimes.”
“Amy, don’t worry about it. You aren’t in any trouble here.”
“Okay.”
It was obvious that being completely naked (and dripping wet at that) in the same room with me was making her a little bit uncomfortable, so I decided to speed things up a bit.
“Have you ever had sex before?”
“No, daddy. I’ve only watched your movies.”
“Well did you like what you saw?”
“Yeah…”
Frustrated that she was hesitant to let go of her inhibitions, I went all in. I climbed onto the bed and unzipped my pants. Amy looked horrified and mystified at the same time. I asked her if you wanted to see what it was like to fuck in real life, and it was like I had just dropped a match on a puddle of gasoline.
As soon as my dick was out of my pants she was all over it. I put my hand on top of hers and showed her how to stroke my cock. Once she had the rythm, I said, “Suck it” in a voice that meant business. She bent down and took 4 of my 7 inches into her mouth. Her soft, sweet lips touching the tip of my dick for the first time nearly sent me over the edge. The only thing holding me back was the thought of what was to come. I was pulled back from my imagination as Amy took my entire 7″ cock down her throat. I was stunned. There was no holding back now. I placed my hand on the back of her head and began to fuck her face. She responded very well, only coughing once. I gave one final jerk of my hips as five strands of warm cum were unleashed directly down her throat.
Amy leaned back and sat on her knees at the edge of my bed. This being my first encounter with my beautiful daughter, I was still at full attention. Without a word I laid her on her back with my pillows proping her head up. I pulled her legs apart and proceeded to remove my pants, followed by my shirt and shorts. Amy, still in a trance from what had just happened and what we both knew was about to take place, watched in awe as I bent over on top of her and let my dick rub against the crack of her pussy. Eyes now closed, her moans grew in sync with the tip of my cock. I had had enough. With one swift movement I pressed into her hole, engulfing my shaft up to my balls. Amy was shocked. Although she did not still have her hymen, she was a virgin, and had never had a cock inside her. Finally she began to beg for me, “Oh yes Daddy… Harder! Harder! AAHH I’m cumming!” I was pumping her at full speed now. The sight was incredible. This young, supple body laying under me was the most magnificent sight I have ever seen. All at once a wave of pleasure surged through me. All I could think of was my dick pummeling her tight pussy. My cock erupted, spilling load after load of warm semen deep into her belly. Exhausted by the whole ordeal, I rolled over and caressed Amy’s dripping cunt. We didn’t even need to speak; We just stared into each other’s eyes until we both fell asleep.
The next morning I woke with a splitting headache. Suddenly, I realized that was the least of what I was feeling. Not only had Amy let me fuck her last night, but now she was sucking my dick with more passion than before.
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Ober’s Daughter & Me
Near Erlangen, Germany 1985….Mark rate was good the beer was plentiful and it was pay day weekend….party was on…only this time I decided to take a different route for the weekend….I had discovered a very nice little pub that I had been to a few times before but it was about 12 or 13 miles outside of town….got a cab (Mercedes Benz) lol…made it to the pub….by myself….the other guys just wanted to go out and get drunk and fight….now dont get me wrong I can fight and I used to drink but I wanted to get out of the mainstream here and this place was really laid back and cool….on both of my two previous visits I had more than once stolen a glance at the Ober’s daughter…she was 16…in Germany 16 is legal and would equal our 21 and I was 21 at the time….she had very long blonde hair that went almost to her ankles and would sometimes let it all the way down flowing ever so slightly as she walked…. She stood about 5’6 or so and had the most beautiful ass I had seen up to that point in my life….the Ober smiled as I walked in and immediately said, “AHH Klein Bruder” in German that means Little Brother. My family came from Germany, I am only second generation American so the language came not only easily for me but I had heard it and understood alot of it already so speaking it pretty fluently was no problem. That meant something to them, my last name didn’t hurt either it was TOTALLY German and was a good name over there…..over the course of the visits by me to the pub I had stolen glances and exchanged smiles with her when she caught me looking at her, she had big green sparkly eyes the kind that are so beautiful they almost seem not real…..she smiled at me a few times and I returned the emotion….believe me I returned the emotion…..I was happy to just look at her move around the pub collecting the steins and shot glasses from the vacant used tables if nothing else…. she was really that stunning….they had a huge Rottweiler man they make them big over there and she was going to take it for a walk to the park about 3 blocks away….as she was about to leave the Ober said…..Klein Bruder gehen mit meine frauline….go you with my young unmarried lady….maybe that was a hint never did figure that one out because it was not really correct to call her my unmarried lady….should have been more like go with my daughter….I, of course, accepted the request and put my coat on….I opened the door and we left…….as we walked through I got on the track for the outside back of the park….we walked together talking and still exchanging glances at one another…..she had a shy smile but it was true and her lips were full and proud….we got to the bench and tied the Rott…..sat down and just went silent together searching for something to say that was very, very appropriate, you have to understand the German people they are proud and strong but are also very principled so out of context speech can really get a person either into alot of trouble or ruin an otherwise great encounter no matter what the situation was at the time……she said the sky and flowers were pretty, I agreed with her…..yea no shit….but she was too….very pretty…..so I just came up with a reason to move closer to her all at once….told her that there was a huge bee above her head….she went for it…right on is what went through my mind…..so here I am waving my arms around above her head at an imaginary bee….she is covering her face with her hands the dog is starting to look around which is really helping matters because she can see him on the ground….I stop and just quickly kiss her on the cheek not a big loser smack but a genuine caring kiss, there is a difference a kiss is not just a kiss….she immediately smiled then asked me why I did that…..I could not lie to her and spilled my guts about how she looked, and moved and spoke…..she was simply pure and untouched….not naive but a young lady with some real upbringing not to mention status because of her family….she looked up at me very sweetly and told me that she liked the kiss…then gave me one back on the cheek….I did not waste too much time after that and slowly went to kiss her on the lips, had to go slow she was in that zone that a young girl gets into that is somewhere between reality and a dream and I did not want to scare her…..she accepted the kiss…..we sat down on the bench after a few seconds both of us breathing just a little heavier…..I put my arm around her and she moved closer……shortly after that she put her hand on my knee and smiled at me…..I kissed her again more passionately than the first kiss and her lips parted slightly….I put just the tip of my tongue between her lips….she opened her lips even more and reciprocated…..by this time my cock is so fucking hard I cant stand it…..we embraced a little tighter and continued to kiss…..the dog saw something and took off….the fucking park bench going with it somewhat…well actually a whole lot…..scaring the hell out of both of us…snapped his leather lead and off he went into the un-mowed section of the park…..she ran after him and of course I was after her…..we went into the field which led down to a stream, and there he was with a big yellow cat in the tree wanting to devour it in one gulp….great the dog is found….I had her small delicate hand in mine as we walked along the stream sqeezing it for reassurance here and there…..we came to a small clearing sort of like a big picnic area where the grass was like a deep shag carpet….we made love on that grass with no one around and the sun shining down on us both of us feeling the heat of passion as well as the warmth of the sun…..intertwining our bodies like two bows….tasting, touching and enjoying the moment with sincere and obvious pleasure…..that girl…..Anya….was the most beautiful girl I have EVER laid eyes on in MY life….but she was not ready to leave her parents yet and it broke my heart that I could not ask her to go with me….marry me….I left 2 days later….ETS time to Ft Lewis, WA….Maybe this was a going away present from the Almighty, maybe it was the chance of a lifetime and just one of those things, I don’t know….but whatever it was it was great but now just a memory that I truly wish I could repeat.
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Breaking All The Rules, part 1
This is a story of how my entire life changed after taking a teaching job at my old High School. As a student at Eagle Lake high, I was a rule breaking rebel. But after graduating and attending college to become a teacher myself, I’ve always done my best to follow the rules. But now with the help of two of my attractive teenage students, and my one time high school sweetheart. I wound up Breaking all the rules.
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I wrote this story after I had confronted my older sister about the things she used to encourage me to do to her as a very young child. The basis for the story is therefore true however the adult component is entirely fictional. Hope it keeps your interest to the end and look forward to any feedback.
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The Gymnasts, My Sister & Mom 2
The next evening after I caught Rachel eating herself and made her fuck me, she snuck into my bedroom soon after Mom went to bed. She said, Bobby I just couldn’t wait any longer. You made me feel so good last night and my body just seems to crave those feelings you gave me again. Well Sis, you made me feel pretty darn good yourself. How about letting me see you eat your pussy again, you made me so horny watching you? OK, she said I want you to get nice and hard so you can make me feel like you did last night.
She took off her little night shift that hardly covered her ass and I noticed that she wasn’t wearing any panties either. She did a few quick stretching exercises and then sat on the floor. I was fascinated as she proceeded to put each leg up and placed her feet behind her head. Then she bent her stomach completely over until her lips were against her pussy and began to lick and suck herself. I got down on my belly and placed my head on the floor next to her so I could watch. She licked that little pussy and sent her own tongue deep into her fuck hole. It took only about five minutes for her to cum. Then she unfolded her legs from behind her neck and bent over and grabbed her own thighs and doubled over shoving her face back into her pussy and started licking and sucking all over again. I had such a hard on that lying on the floor made it hurt. I got up and told her not to stop as I lifted her feet up so that now she had her back on the floor with her head between her legs. I took my middle finger and stuck it into my mouth getting it real wet and then I slowly shoved it into her ass. I began to finger her tight ass hole and I do mean tight. She started moaning and shoving her face hard against her pussy as she ate herself to one orgasm after another. She finally stopped and said, Oh Bobby I’m so hot I want your cock inside me now.
I picked her up and laid her on the bed and said, not yet. I spread her legs and bent over and stuck my tongue into her really wet cunt. Oh how good she tasted. I proceeded to lick and tongue her to another orgasm. When I ran my tongue over her tiny clit she would rear her ass up into my face and whisper oh god Bobby you make me feel so good. Put your finger back into my butt hole, you made me cum so fast before so I took my forefinger and shoved it into her tight pussy and gave it a couple of strokes before shoving it into her ass. I massaged her little hole turning and stretching it until I could put two fingers in and then I began to pump my two fingers in and out of her ass as I licked and sucked her little clit. Her ass began to shake and she reared up pulling my face tight against her pussy and she let a stream of water shoot out of her pussy like a jet steam. I thought she was pissing and tried to pull my face away but she was holding me so tight I could hardly move. Some of that water went into my mouth and I swallowed quit a bit. It didn’t taste like pee but she soaked herself, the bed, and my face. A few years later I learned that what she had was a “G” spot orgasm. I’ll tell you later from whom I learned what it was.
Rachel’s ass was still pumping up and down as I parted her legs and took my throbbing cock and slid it into her tight hole. She was moaning and groaning and I had to place my hand over her mouth and told her to shush or she would wake up Mom. “Oh Bobby I can’t help it you are making me cum so much I feel like I’m on fire. I smiled to myself as I began to pump my cock in and out of her. It made me feel powerful being able to do that to her. I was really pumping her and she was moaning ohhhhhhh god Bobby ohhhhh christ don’t stop I’m going to cum again, Yesss Bobby yes and she buried her face in my pillow and screamed uuuuhhhhhhhh as she shoved her pussy up into my cock and then she just collapsed. I kept stroking my cock slowly in and out of that vagina. I could feel her pussy walls slide up and down my cock. I could feel my balls begin to contract and my cock swelled and I let go a stream of cum deep into her cunt. She said, “Oh Bobby I can feel you’re cum hitting my cervix.” She lifted her ass up shoving my cock even deeper and came again. We fell asleep with my cock in her warm wet pussy.
I woke up about four in the morning and shook Rachel and told her she better go back to her room. She stretched and turned over and stuck her ass back against my crotch and said, “only if you fuck me first” and giggled. I had half a pee hard on so I shoved it in her pussy and proceeded to fuck her. It didn’t take long to get fully hard. She felt so good and it was so nice and cozy laying in that warm bed and taking nice long strokes in and out of her. We must have fucked for close to forty five minutes when I heard Mom walk by my bedroom. Christ I said, I hope she doesn’t look into your room. We just lay there with my cock in Rachel hardly breathing. A short time later Mom came back and went into her room. I let out a blast of air not realizing I had been holding my breath. I said Sis you better get back to your own bed`. “Not till you make me cum” she whispered. You little scamp I said with a smile. I picked her up with my cock still inside her and maneuvered her to the edge of the bed so that I was standing on the floor with her ass up high and I began pumping in and out of her doggy style. I really gave that pussy a fucking. I was pumping fast and as hard as I could. I was almost in frenzy when I buried my cock deep inside that seemingly insatiable pussy. I felt her shudder as she came. She left and I fell asleep dreaming about what we could do as an encore.
I had been thinking all day about Rachel and what could we do next. I came up with an idea while watching the girls doing their mat routine. I got a hard on just thinking about it, so the following night when she came to my room I had her do the splits while she was upside down on her neck and shoulders. I stood by the bed holding her steady and leaned over and placed my face and tongue into her pussy. Stretched like that it made her hole even tighter. I licked and sunk my tongue straight down her pussy scoping out her juices each time she came. When I licked her clit her legs would jump and her ass would quiver. It’s hard to describe the feeling I was having as I gobbled her pussy. I ate her for almost twenty minutes before she said “Bobby, my neck is getting sore. I lowered her down and said My god Sis that was fantastic. She said that once she got use to being in that position she enjoyed it too. She said she had cum several times. We fucked several more times and Rachel gave me a blow job. She wasn’t very good at it. Her teeth kept scraping my dick so I told her the next time we went to town I would buy her a rainbow popsicle and I wanted her to learn to suck all the juice out without scratching the ice. It was something Margaret had told me how she had learned.
For the next two weeks we fucked and sucked each other every night. Then I got this other brilliant idea. That night when Sis came and we had eaten each other (she had gotten a couple of those popsicles and was really improved). I had her sit on my cock and then take her legs and place her feet behind her neck. There she was doubled in half with her ass cheeks on my thighs and my cock deep into her pussy. What a feeling. I then started to twist her in a circle; boy I thought I was going to rip every pubic hair off my crotch. It hurt like hell but I was bound and determined to turn her all the way around. When I finally got her completely full circle I said to myself wow I don’t think I’ll do that again. Rachel also said that was the weirdest feeling having my cock slide around her pussy walls. “I didn’t cum but it sure made me wet” She said. I fucked her doggy style, before letting her get on top of me and she fucked me for almost an hour very slowly rotating her hips and stomach back and forth and when I came it was just a small one.
We went to sleep and again damn near got caught by Mom. It was almost 7:30 when we woke up. I got up and went to the kitchen and engaged Mom in conversation while Rachel snuck back to her room and took a showered and got dressed. I put on my pajama bottoms and sat at the kitchen table as Mom was fixing breakfast. I looked at her in her night gown and remembered how she looked naked in the picture I had stolen. I admired her nice ass and shapely tits. When she walked over to the sliding glass door and looked out at the horses and said you better give the animals some feed this morning. I sucked in my breath as I could see right thru her gown. I imagined I could see her pussy lips between her legs and I got a hard on. Just as I got up to go back to my room she turned around and looked directly at my crotch. I froze not knowing what to do. She just smiled and went back to fixing breakfast. I almost sprinted back to my room and took a cold shower.
That after noon Jennifer came up to me and asked me what was the matter, had she or Margaret made me mad. No, “why” I asked. Well it seems like you have been avoiding us. You haven’t wanted to fuck us for over two weeks. No, that’s not it Mom has kept me busy and I haven’t had an opportunity to get together with you. How about tonight? I said. Jennifer answered, I can make it but Margaret has a new boy friend and can’t come tonight. She said she would like to get together with you but her new beau is fucking her to death. She said he isn’t as good as you but that she likes him all the same. I said seven o’clock Ok with you. Yes that would be fine Jennifer replied. I arrived at the sauna about ten minutes late. Jennifer was sprawled out on the bench finger fucking herself. She must have been at it awhile because she had all kinds of pussy juice on her leg and down the crack of her ass. I immediately stripped and dove between her legs burrowing my face into her pussy. She groaned as she felt my tongue inter her wet hole. Jennifer always seemed to smell of lilac water. I think she douched with it. As I licked and sucked her pussy and clit I lifted her legs up and took my forefinger and inserted it into her pussy, rubbing it in and out until it was completely wet before inserting it into her ass hole. She grunted and pushed her ass back into my finger. Her hole was not nearly as tight as Rachel’s so I inserted another finger and then the third. I began to pound that hole with a vengeance. In and out went my fingers, in and out went my tongue in her pussy. Her ass muscles really loosened up and I put all four fingers in. She was moaning a little loudly so I put my other hand over her mouth. She had cum several times and her pussy was dripping with her juices.
I inserted my cock into her gapping fuck hole and took five long strokes before with drawing and shoving it up into her ass. My cock slid in easily and I began viciously slamming my cock in and out of that wonderful ass. She moaned and I said you have had this before haven’t you? Oh yes and I love it as much as being fucked in my pussy. Her ass was so slick I asked her if she put a lubricant in it. She said she used liquid oil in her douche. My dick was so hard and I was fucking that ass hole so fast it’s a wonder it didn’t start to smoke. I felt that old feeling when I was ready to cum so I grabbed her hips and shoved my cock as deep as I could go and shot a load into her hot ass. I kept pumping as I felt my sperm squirting several globs of my love offering. I sat up and lifted her so she was sitting on my cock with her back to me. I was rocking back and forth letting my cock slide in and out of her ass as my hard on subsided. That was glorious I said. Oh Bobby I’ve wanted you to do that from the very first day. Why didn’t you say something, I said. Some guys think you’re a slut if you like it in the ass she whispered. They must be real sick fucks, I whispered back. She got up and started to suck my cock
But I didn’t want to fuck her any more because I new I would be with Rachel latter. I told her I had to go because Mom had some things for me to do in the house. With Dad home only on the week ends I ended up doing all the repairs around the house.
When I got back to the house Mom and Rachel were in the living room watching TV. I went in to the kitchen to get a soda and Rachel came in and thru gritted teeth said you were out there fucking Jennifer and Margaret weren’t you. I smiled and said I still had enough left for her. She reached down and grabbed my dick and squeezed. Watch it you may hurt your joy stick and I wouldn’t be able to make you happy tonight. She giggled and we walked back into the living Room. I stretched out on the floor in front of Mom and Rachel. Whenever I talked to one of them I would turn around and look at them. Rachel would look at Mom and make sure she couldn’t see her part her legs so I could see her pussy and then lean back and give me the biggest grin. One time Mom changed position and her robe came partly open and I could see straight up her inner legs and her white panties. I could have reached out and tickled her pussy I was that close. Just the thought started me to get hard. I starred at that white spot until I looked up and saw Mom looking at me. I turned quickly around and turned beet red. I starred at the TV without seeing it as I fanaticized about eating Moms pussy. Finally when my embarrassment subsided I turned around and said I was going to bed. I swear it seemed like Moms knees were a little further apart. I could see the gap of white between her legs and some pussy hair was sticking out the side. The hard on that had half gone down came immediately back to attention. She smiled at me and said Ok hun, have a good nights sleep. When I got up I tried to turn a little to the side hoping she wouldn’t see my raging hard on. I hurried back to my bedroom hoping Rachael would come right away. I was horny as hell.
As I lay there I kept wondering if Mom new what she was doing to me and if it was on purpose. I sure hoped so. I dosed off and I was awakened with Rachel sucking my cock. It was at full attention. Your dick sure tastes funny, Rachael said. I remembered I hadn’t taken a shower since being with Jennifer. What does it taste like I asked, well it seems a little oily and a little bitter with slight smell of Lilac, she answered. I laughed and said well you’re tasting a little bit of Jennifer’s ass hole and pussy. I wasn’t sure if Rachael was going to throw up, go wash her mouth out or what. She surprised me and said I kind of like it. Do you think you would like to eat Jennifer’s pussy? I don’t know, I’ve never eaten a pussy before but it sounds exciting. I new Jennifer would love to eat out Rachel. Now I had to figure out how to arrange it. Rachael pushed me back on the bed and mounted my stiff cock. As she was rocking back and forth on my cock she asked, does Mom turn you on? Well maybe a little, why do you ask? I saw you get a hard on after you were looking up Mom’s robe. You didn’t get hard when I kept letting you see my pussy. What makes you think so? Quit beating around the bush would you fuck Mom if you had the chance. Yes, yes I would love to eat Mom’s pussy and fuck her because she is a sexy women. I reached under my mattress and pulled out the picture I had of Mom and showed it to her. My god, where did you get that, she exclaimed. I found it in Mom’s closet. And I have to say I have wanted to fuck her ever sense. She looks almost as good now as she did when this picture was taken. Rachael leaned over and kissed me and whispered I guess I don’t blame you, she is beautiful and I think I would not mind eating her myself. We both laughed as she continued to rock back and forth on my cock. We fucked like that for about two hours and she had at least a half dozen orgasm’s. I finally turned her on her back and lifted her legs high and wide and fucked her with wild abandon.
The following morning just before lunch and at the end of her morning class Mom announced that Teri one of her top students who just turned eighteen was now going to be her assistant. Teri was cute but masculine looking with short cropped hair like a boy. She was about 5’4” slight of build with tit’s that sat high on her chest. She weighed about 110lbs. I was a little surprise because Mom had never mentioned that she needed anyone to help her. When I asked her about it she said she wanted to train some one so she could take some time off and spend more time with Rachael and me.
That evening I met with Jennifer and Margaret. Margaret informed me that this was probably the last time she would be able to see me. She was pregnant by her boy friend and they were going to get married. I thought I sure hope it wasn’t mine. Anyway Margaret went down on me and gave me a great blow job. She took all I had and when I blue my nuts she didn’t lose a drop. We talked about a number of things, school, Margaret’s coming marriage, who in the class they would like to make love too. Finally I asked Jennifer what she thought of my sister Rachael. I think she is the hottest little piece of tail around here and if I ever have the chance I’m going to gobble that girls hot little pussy until she can’t stand up present company accepted. I said what if I can arrange it. Jennifer sat up and said, if you only could, I would fuck you anyway anytime you wanted. I said, hmmmm lets see what I can do. I fucked Jennifer in the ass and then Margaret in her pussy after I washed my dick. It took me almost an hour to cum with Margaret and from her moans and groans and exclamations I think she must have came a dozen times. As the girls left I told Jennifer to plan on staying late Friday night if I could make arrangements with Rachael. She gave me a real hard hug and said I sure hope so.
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Gay sex,the first step with my neighbor, part 2
Sorry for the lateness of this one, been away for a while, hope you like it, everything i post is true and of my own experiences, please do comment if you like or want to talk or ask something more private email me [email protected]
