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Spanking of My Secretary

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When I walked over to her cubicle, I looked sternly at my administrative assistant. She looked nervously back. “Melissa,” I said, “please come to my office for a few minutes.” When we were in my office, I sat at my desk, leaned back in my chair, and said, “Please close the door, and sit down.”
When she complied I began, “Melissa, during your first two years here as my administrative assistant, your performance was exemplary. That is why I am distressed by your behaviour during the past four months. You often come to work late, and you have been making many careless mistakes. Others have noticed too. They have complained to me. I have had to apologize on your behalf, and make excuses for you.”
Melissa sat nervously. She has long blond hair. Her eyes are the blue of a cloudless sky. Her skin has the color of cream with just a hint of strawberry in it. Melissa was raised in England, and speaks with a beautiful plumy accent. She is fresh and innocent. She was wearing a tasteful, modest dress, and looking like Hollywood’s image of a proper young lady in movies made during the 1930’s and 1940’s.
“I am sorry,” was all she could say.
“Do you have any explanation?” I asked.
“There have been events in my personal life…” she began, “but I agree that they should not have affected my behaviour here.”
“They certainly should not have. Because of the troubling economic times I have been forced to make some rather difficult decisions about who to keep on the payroll. I have been under some pressure to fire you, Melissa.” I paused for a moment, watching Melissa become even more nervous. “Do you believe that you can return to your previous performance level?”
“Yes, Sir, I certainly do.”
“I certainly hope so,” I said, “So I have decided to give you a second chance.” Melissa looked very relieved. “However, I do not believe that it would be fair to those of your co-workers that I have had to let go for this to pass without some corrective measure. I have two alternatives, and I ask you to choose between them. The first, is that you accept a ten percent cut in pay, starting today. You will agree that this is preferable to a termination notice.”
“Yes, I certainly do.”
“The second, which I hope you choose, is that you report to my office Saturday morning at 10:00 for a paddling session.” After a long pause I smiled sardonically, and said, “You blush. You are aware that if you choose the second punishment, you will be required to expose your beautiful bare bottom to my paddle and my eyes.”
“Sir she began indignantly, “with such an indecent suggestion as that I feel that I should walk out of your office, and resign at once. At the very least, I should accept the first alternative.” She paused. “Unfortunately, I still have student loans to pay off.”
“Those student loans are fortunate for me, Melissa,” I said with a smile. “I am looking forward to this. I could give you your punishment now, but I have not purchased a paddle yet, and I do not want anyone to hear what is happening in here. You will be expected to be here at 10:00 am Saturday. You better not be a minute late.”
“I won’t be, Sir,” my embarrassed administrative assistant said.
“You, Melissa, need to worry about unemployment,” I explained. “I need to worry about losing this entire company. If that happens, we will all be unemployed. We need to pull together and work conscientiously. I have to admit that I hired you not only because of your professional qualifications, but because of your loveliness, and your classic and proper elegance. I used to be proud to take you to offsite meetings with me. Now it is my responsibility as your employer to help you to resume your earlier habits.
“That is why it is necessary for both of us to work on improving your performance. I am sure we can succeed. Please be sure to be on time Saturday.”
During the rest of the week Melissa blushed when she saw me, and tried not to look at my eyes. I smiled at her in ways that I hoped were not too obviously lustful. I would be dishonest not to admit that I relished my opportunity. Melissa has an excellent figure. I looked forward to turning her delicious derrière to a bright red. Every night I lay in bed masturbating as I imagined what was going to happen.
When the day finally arrived, I was at my office by 9:30 in the morning. I left the door to my office open. I could have set my watch by the time Melissa entered at 10:00. “Well, good morning, Melissa,” I said cheerfully.
“Good morning, Sir” she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
“Please close and lock the door. I gave the security guard the day off with pay, but I don’t want to take any chances on us being interrupted. When she complied I said, “You really are pretty today, Melissa. I love the way your floral blouse and blue jeans display your excellent figure to advantage. I have always been complemented on having a lovely administrative assistant.”
“Thank you, Sir”
“As we discussed, you need to remove your jeans and panties, so you might as well begin.” As Melissa sat down in a chair in front of my desk, I walked to the front of my desk, leaned back against it, and watched eagerly. She untied her shoes, and removed them and her socks. More slowly, she pulled off her blue jeans. “You have excellent legs,” I said. After a long pause, she quickly removed her panties.
“And you have a most beautiful, shaven vulva,” I exclaimed with delight. “Did your boy friend ask you to shave it?”
“I don’t have a boy friend,” Melissa answered, before adding quickly, “I don’t allow men to pick me up at bars either. When I knew I would be removing my panties before you, it seemed appropriate to shave.”
“That was certainly thoughtful of you. I very definitely prefer it to be shaven. Please come closer, so that I may inspect your most private area.”
When she obeyed, I smiled and said, “You are blushing. That is most delightfully appropriate. It means that you are not used to undressing in front of a man. Your face is almost as red as I will soon make your bottom.” I ran the back of several fingers of my right hand against Melissa’s perfect Mons Verenis, saying, “This is as smooth and hairless as the vulva of a nine year old girl. I love the way you have a small mound, and a well defined slit with no clitoral hood.” I put my middle index finger in her slit, and added, “You do have a well developed clitoris, however. You are also wet, so I know you are enjoying this.”
“I wish I wasn’t,” she said under obvious strain. “It feels indecent of me.”
“Well, Melissa,” I said removing my finger, “I do not mind telling you that my penis is hard and straight right now. But we did not come here to make love. We came here to make you a better subordinate. Go to the book shelf over there, and fetch me my paddle.”
As she turned around and walked I said, “Your calves are perfectly formed, Melissa, and I love the dimples on the backs of your knees.” When she returned with the paddle I added, “The thighs beneath your genital region are so beautiful I can imagine admiring them on a movie screen.”
Melissa stood before me, and handed me the paddle, but I said, “Before giving the paddle to me, Melissa, I would like you to examine it. As you might expect, I had trouble finding a store that sold these. At first I wanted to buy one made out of black walnut, because it had a sensuous dark color, and the wood was heavier. I thought it would enable me to give the blows with greater power. Fortunately, I talked to the man who owned the store about our requirements. He suggested a hickory paddle instead. He explained that it was as hard as black walnut, but lighter, and that the very lightness would add to the sting.
“You can see how well polished it is, Melissa. The edges have been carefully rounded. It has been given three coats of non-yellowing lacquer. You cannot help but admire the grain. I specifically asked for a long paddle, so that I could deliver the blows with sufficient leverage. The head is seventeen inches in length, and four inches in width. The handle is nine and a half inches long. In the past children were ‘taught to the tune of a hickory stick,’ for a reason,” I said with a chuckle. “We are fortunate that I came to the store when I did. This was the last paddle like this in stock. It was quite a bit longer than the others, and more expensive. I chose it because I think it is very important for you to benefit from this experience.
“Well, give me the paddle, Melissa,” I said pleasantly. “It’s time for us to begin. Now I want you to bend over my desk, put the palms of your hands on the surface, and stick out your beautiful bare bottom to receive the blows.”
She obeyed, but the tail of her blouse covered most of her buttocks. “That won’t work,” I said. “I believe I will need to ask you to remove your blouse.”
When she did, I said, “I am delighted that you are not wearing a bra. Let me inspect your breasts.” I ran the fingers of my left hand over her right breast, feeling the nipple, and saying, “This is nice and hard. You really are excited. I think you’ve been looking forward to this too. You could have worn a bra, but you did not. You did not need to shave your vulva, but you did.”
“Sir, you may derive whatever perverted pleasure from my predicament you can,” Melissa said angrily. “I am enduring this because I must, but if you rape me I swear to you I will go to the police.”
“I have no intention of raping you, Melissa,” I said reassuringly. “I would protect you from someone who tried,” I ran my fingers down past her flat stomach to her perfect vulva, which I entered with my middle index finger. “This is even wetter than before. I would of course enjoy making love with you, but if we ever do that,” I said with my finger at the entrance to her vagina, which I was pleased to find blocked, “it will happen in response to your request, rather than mine.
“Very well,” I continued. “Bend over, and prepare to receive your well deserved punishment. I like you Melissa. Therefore I do not intend to spare you. I want this to be a memorable experience for both of us. Years from now you will be glad we shared this event together. I can’t overstress that I am trying to help you become the perfect employee you were when I hired you.”
I moved behind her, saying “That’s good. Now stick out your buttocks a just little more.” She put her elbows down on the desk top. “Perfect! I love the way your vagina peeks out between the tops of your thighs. Your bottom looks as though it was specifically created for my paddle.” I moved beside her.
As Melissa fearfully waited for my first blow, I could not help but comment, “Your breasts are beautiful, Melissa. I’m glad I ordered you to remove all of your clothes. Your spanking will be long and hard, but it will be good for you. I have been looking forward to doing this all week, so I will deliver the blows with considerable enthusiasm. I am an avid tennis player. I think you will soon agree that I have a strong right arm.” I affectionately patted her bare bottom with the paddle a few times to increase her nervous anticipation. Then I swung it back in a circular motion, and gave her a powerful smack that resounded loudly.
“Oh!” she said.
“That got your attention, didn’t it?” I chuckled. “I love the way your breasts moved at the moment of impact. I made the right decision to schedule this disciplinary session for Saturday, don’t you agree? That could certainly be heard on the other side of my door. Did it sting the way it was supposed to?”
“Yes it did.”
“Good. I will have to go back to the store, and tell the owner about this. I will of course not tell him your name.”
“I hope not.”
I spanked her again, harder this time. She cried again in the most delightful way. “Courage, Melissa, courage,” I said before spanking her a third time. “This time you did not say anything, but the expression on your lovely face revealed that really felt it,” I gloated. “Do you think this will help you come to work on time?” I teased.
“Yes, I know it will Sir she said before I spanked her again. “Oh please Sir,” she pleaded.
“Oh please Sir,” I repeated pleasantly. “Please keep giving such delightful pleas,” I chuckled at my witty use of a homophone. Then I spanked her again. “Please keep moving your bottom in so pleasing a manner,” I said. It really pleases me.”
“Sir, this really hurts. How long will it continue? You must stop.”
“I am the one who will decide how long your spanking continues. The longer it lasts on the more I enjoy it. The more I enjoy it, the longer it lasts. I warned you this would be a severe and lengthy spanking. I am just warming up. The best is yet to be.” To illustrate my point, I spanked her again. “Once more I hear your delightful cry. I wish I was recording this on a cam recorder.”
Melissa tried not to say anything, so the only sound was the loud smack of my paddle against her delicious flesh. “Your delicious bottom is becoming a bright red,” I boasted. “I wish you could see it. It looks like a Valentine heart.” She remained silent.
“This is so much fun,” I said zestfully. “Sometimes I target your right cheek,” I said spanking to the right. “Sometimes I target your left cheek,” I said while spanking her to the left. “Usually I land the paddle firmly on both cheeks,” I said before delivering a powerful blow to both, a blow that must have echoed far beyond my office. I laughed pleasantly.
Then I felt her left breast. “Your nipple is even harder,” I pointed out. “My penis is too.” I gave another blow to her quivering cheeks. “Mo les ah!” I cried, drawing out the syllables of her name. “This is sooo delightful!”
At last she pleaded, “Sir, have mercy. I can’t bear this.”
“This time I agree,” I said. “In the midst of all that red I see the white beginning of a blister. I do not want to break your delicious skin, although I would love to continue. Do you believe you have learned something today?”
“Yes, I’m certain of it, Sir Only please don’t spank me anymore.” She began to sob uncontrollably from pain, shame, and relief.
“There, there Melissa. I’m finished. You were very brave. You also gave me a great deal of pleasure. I seldom become so thoroughly aroused. Just stay there. The shop that sold me the paddle also had some soothing balm with a local analgesic in it to turn the pain into a sensuous coolness, and help with the healing process. It is safe and legal, although, as with the paddle, I paid for it with cash.”
I opened a drawer in my desk, removed a container, and poured some of it into my right hand, and began to rub it over Melissa’s beautiful behind. “Does this feel better?”
“Yes, it does, Sir Thank you so much. Oh!” she cooed. “This feels wonderful. It turns the pain into pleasure.”
“Excellent! That’s what the man at the sex shop said it would do. I’ll give you several bottles to take home with you. Use it whenever the pain starts. I just wish I could be with you to apply it myself. I love rubbing this over the smooth flesh of your perfect buns. I particularly enjoy rubbing it between your thighs.” She tried to keep from giggling. When I was finished, I returned the bottle to my desk, and wiped my hand with a cloth.
Returning to Melissa I said, “You may stand up now. Let me see how you look in front.”
When she obeyed, I said, “My goodness; look at you. Your vagina is dripping with lubrication.”
“Oh dear!” she said with a worried expression. “This is truly embarrassing.”
“It might soak all the way through your blue jeans,” I warned. “Just a minute. I’ll get some tissues.” Fortunately, I had some Kleenex from my last cold. I stooped in front of Melissa, and said, “Here I am, carefully wiping the most private part of my most fetching administrative assistant.” Melissa cradled her arms together before her breasts, closing her eyes, and giggling with pleasure. When I could no longer resist, I gently kissed her vulva, right on the slit. “There, that’s better,” I said putting the wet tissues into my desk drawer. I did not want the janitor to find them in the waste paper basket.
I held Melissa tenderly. “I can’t help but marvel at the softness of your perfect back, and the smoothness of your skin” I told her, “I hope this session has been beneficial to you.”
“It has been, Sir she said, kissing me on my cheek, before saying quickly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m glad you did,” I said, kissing her lips. “From now on I am going to be strict with you. Obviously, I would like to do this again. It was even more enjoyable than I expected. Nevertheless, if you return to your previous level of performance, I will give you a generous raise. We can also talk about your student loan. I think I can take care of that too.
“You will have difficulty sitting down for awhile, so I advise you take Monday off. It will be a day off with pay that I will not count among your sick days or vacations. Now put your clothes on. You better let me walk to your car with you. This neighbourhood can be dangerous on Saturdays.”
Now she is my sex slave and I will write about how I violated her sweet tight cunt and her
Virgin ass in my next story.
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From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt. 11

A great night of mindblowing sex turns south when Nick receives strange text messages. Lizzy takes a stand for being single and Danny’s mood sours. Nick experiences temptation at Mari’s party. Will he be able to remain strong and commit to Stacy?

Fantasy

Ele: The Rebirth

-This story along with others I will add in the upcoming days or weeks are not fully edited. As i would like an editor I do not have one at the moment.
-This story does contain some romance and other genres but they are not the essential concept of the book.
-I will enter this book in the watty awards once it is good enough.
-I will update this book daily with new ideas and chapters so please stay tuned for that.
Intro to the book…This story takes place between modern day earth and in a world called Ele. It stars a young boy named Asher who was born and raised in a village hidden from the world. After losing his father in a accident when he was born, he remained secluded from society stays in the forest and befriended all the animals.Only going out to civilization for short trips. One day out of the blue right during his midnight stroll, a group of people attempt to assassinate him. The Blind Warrior of Gamma(guardian and mythical beast) guardian of the prince of dragons, Zane helps his master, Asher, take his quest home to restore peace in ele and retain the throne. Follow the characters as they meet new people, encounter tough tasks, and journey on their quest.
COPYRIGHT: All my works, are copyrighted under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988. This includes all chapters, prologues/epilogues and associated content (i.e fanfics, teasers and content within blogs, social networks and eReaders). Any unauthorized copying, broadcasting, manipulation, distribution or selling of this work constitutes as an infringement of copyright. ANY INFRINGEMENT OF THIS COPYRIGHT IS PUNISHABLE BY LAW. If you have a query regarding the above, please contact me via the site. 🙂 I OWN ALL MY CHARACTERS SO PLEASE DON’T USE THEM 🙂 Copyright © 2012 Jermaine Easton a.k.a (JayEaston)
-I want to dedicate this book to all my readers and fans so have a pleasant read hope you enjoy it (:
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Prolougue
John cursed as he tripped over a fallen tree branch. He shot a quick glance over his shoulder to see if his persuers were still upon him. He checked to see if the baby was alright. The baby gave a soft giggle as if it were a game. Breathing a sigh of relief John hurried on into the Vermian forest. He was getting close to his destination.
An arrow whisked past John’s head. Only inches short of a blow to the head. John cocked his head to the side and scanned the area for nearby pursuers. They were almost upon him he had to hurry to the gate. His breathing became ragged as he carried on. He stole quick glances here and there but still saw noone. After continous sloppy running and quick glances over his shoulders, he saw the gate only a 100 yards away.
Another arrow flew passed his head. John turned to see one of his pursuers lose his jetna state and become visible again. In his hand was a bow and he was reloding fast. John double his speed as him and his pursuers crossed the forest. He glanced back to see another one of them became visible holding thin pin needles in the cracks between his fingers.
The shadow hunter carefully threw the pins at each of John vital points. As the needles connected against his flesh he dropped the baby on the pavement in front of the gate and skidded to the stop right behind it. Lying there on the stone pavement he howled in agony as the needles began to enter deep in his flesh. He tried to transform back into his normal state but found his wa blocked.
“Well, well, look who we have here. The leader of the once mighty dragon race is now left hopeless at my finger tips,” the hunter said.
“Jergel you dont know what your doing! How could you betray your race and become a shadow hunter!” John screamed back.
“The dragon race is dying out. The few who remain cower and swear loyalty to Asmerav. I am proudly his greatest assassin.”
“Quit the foolishness Jergel! The dragon race will live on through my son! We will return stronger and will oppose any race who defies us!”
“It really is a shame to see you like this dad. Too bad I can’t kill you because Asmerav ordered you alive. If only you swore loyalty to him like mom did, then things could’ve been different we could have worked together like before. Silly old man. Wrap him up boys!”
The 3 other shadow hunters came into vision. They came to where John was lying on the pavement. John gave away feeble attempts to scuttle away, but was eventually captured and wrapped up in the ceremic silver string.
Jergel walked over to where the baby landed. The baby gave out loud, harsh cries that pierced his ears. He turned the baby over and there was a cut over his right eye, that had kept it swollen shut. He leaned over the baby.
“What to do with you baby brother,”he grinned
He reached down to pick up the baby when a force knocked him off his feet. The other hunters looked back to see what happened to their leader. Dust and debris covered the front gate, blinding the hunters.
A angel appeared out of the dust. She stood six feet tall and held golden crimson swords in both hands. Gladiant white wings poised on her back. Her golden halo glowed brightly above her almond hair. It looked to the group and then at John. She gave away a sad expression on her face as he saw the dragon race leader bounded and restrained.
“Today is not the day this child shall die. My master has sent me, Raven, out to retrieve the child and deliver him to Earth until he is old enough to come back. All who oppose me will face the wrath of the angels,” Raven said. Two more vibrant beings hovered over them, their powerful wings keeping them steady.
“What does this child have to do with you angels?” Jergel exclaimed regaining his composure.
“That is not for you to know. Will you back down or proceed to oppose us young dragon”
“Exiled dragon and new shadow hunter,but no we got what we came here for we will leave”
Raven wanted to save John, but it was not what she was ordered to do so she watched as they switched into their jetna state, turning invisible, and take off with John. She picked the baby off the ground and began to soothe it with a harmonic melody. The baby began to calm down in her arms. Reciting a ritual she marked the forehead of the baby with a sun symbol. She turned to the portal and walked through the gate.
* * *
Asher shook his head to relinquish the memory from his mind. He adjusted the scarf that was hanging loose around his neck and crossed the eeriely silent street, a couple of flourescent, white street lights illuminating high above him. It was late at night, sometime near midnight and there wasn’t a trace of life on the street besides him at that moment; and thats honestly the way Asher preferred it. On his late night walks, he wanted to be alone, and anything that disturbed his momentary peace, was an unwelcomed diversion that he could not abide.
Tonight, unlike most nights where things went by uneventfully, he tasted something sinister in the air, an almost palpable feeling as he began to take silent, deep,slow breaths. He couldn’t elaborate the unfamiliar feeling growing in the pit of his stomach, but he knew better to think lightly of it, his gut feelings were heightened beyond what any average mundane experienced. In the back of his mind, Asher knew something castastraphic was going to occur and things were not going to end the way he would have predicted.
Asher crossed another street, his strong, toned legs keeping him steady as they propelled him forward towards a dark, often unexplored alley. Normally he abolished the thought of entering such a dark and nasty looking alley, but knewe he had to venture it’d depth if he was going to find the place. As he neared the entrance, he removed his mask and ear muffs, knowing he would need all of his senses for where he was going.
It is mind baffling how hushed the night was for being such a major metropolis where close to twenty million plus people lived. Asher cringed as he heard glass being dropped to the ground about half a mile away, even for his abnormally hearing, that was absurd, it was that quiet. It was an almost scaring feeling and Asher had overheard some teens that were walking comment on how strange it was. But nothing could prepare them for what this night had in store for them, for there was going to be a assasination.
Asher surveyed his surrounds, checking to confirm the suspicion that he was being followed. Easing his way into the alley, he could barely glimpse the outline of to massive figures that were shrouded in the darkness. They had already heard him before he even approached them. The guard on the left stood about 7 ffet tall and held a very intimaditing large spear in his hand, dressed in what seemed to be yellow and blue striped rags to blend in with their unfortunate surrounding. The guard on the right had a similar physique, but instead carried around an axe bigger than a tree trunk. Asher wasn’t intimidated though, in fact the strange appearance of the guards in the alley only piqued his interest in what they were guarding.
Walking closer to the guards, he noticed that they were anything but a mundane; in fact they resembled that of a dog living on steroids. Asher let out a low breath to calm his nerves as he was getting to excited and should actually be expecting the worse.
“Hello,” Asher greeted. Niether of the guards moved. They remained poised in their position as if Asher didn’t exist. A little aggravated by the lack of response, Asher attempted to hit the guard, but only cursed in pain as his hand began to throb from the impact of hitting a hard body. The guard remained still as if a strike was never thrown at him. Asher had given up on the guards and decided he might as well walk past them, but as he walked past him, he had to duck from a incoming attack that came from behind him.
“Stop now peaseant or suffer dire consequences,” the guard with the axe commanded.
“Oh now you reply!” Asher screamed. ” You could have killed me mutt!”
Asher was only greeted with a glare of hatred from dark red eyes. He could hear a chuckling like noise come from the direction of the other guard. Letting his anger subside, Asher let out a low laugh to himself. What was he getting into?
“I apologize for the sudden attack by my peer, as we are commanded to come to life a cease any intruders,” the guard with the spear said. Giving his partner a glare. “Although we are told not to kill until further action is taken but I guess that punch hit a nerve. My name is Kane and his is Kel. We are the guardians to the door of district 12 of Ele. Who are you and why are you here.”
Speaking with ease, Asher responded ” I am Asher, some man by the name of Zane, told me to come here at around midnight. He said—”
Asher was cut off by the swinging of an spear to his head, and for the second time in the past minute, the guards attempted to decapitate him. Not knowing what was going on, Asher ducked and rolled across the alley.
“What was that for ?!” he asked
“Why do you lie on who sent you? Zane has been dispatched to find Baby D to restore the balance to Ele. He has no time to meddle with a mundane like yourself,” The axe handed guard exclaimed as he swung at Asher’s legs.
“I’m not lying. He sent me t—–” he seethed as he was again cut off by the incoming axe. focus your mind on your fist. transfer your power into it something in his head said, causing Asher to jump in surprise and almost get his head skewered by the rebounding spear. Who is in my mind? Asher thought to himself, while dodging a axe and spear simultaneously. Zane came the hollow reply playing in his head.
“WHAT!” Asher vented in rage causing the guards to momentarily stop to give him confused stares. Not minding them, Asher thought to himself. Where are you and why are they trying to kill me. Asher demanded to know what was happening and he wanted the answers now. In do time, but first beat them. Now listen imagine your fist ablaze.
Now normally Asher didn’t listen to what others said, but in his desperate situation and the remembrance of the pain that surged through him as he struck the mutt earlier, and as absurd as it sounded, he imagine his fist catching fire. Asher watched his fist that revealed that nothing had happened. Before he could regain composure, he was quickly greeted by the hilt of a spear that sent him sprawling on the floor. He attempted to get back up, but a foot planted on his chest and a spear grazing his neck told him to think better of it.
“Still sticking with that story,” the guard quizzed.
Asher nodded his head with anger. He was not all pleased by the recent turn of events. Had it not been for the sudden pop up voice that came in his head, he could have escaped and came back another day, prepared. Asher watched as the guard shooked his head at him, flipped his spear over and brung it down hard on his heart. The last thing he remembered was the pain he felt in is chest as his heart began beating less and less. The sound of a familiar voice emerging to talk to the guards.

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Late Night In The Office

It was early spring in London, England. The sky was clear and sunny but there was a cool breeze coming off of the river Thames that caressed Mica’s bare long, slender legs as she stepped out of her sports sedan.
“Oh bugger, why in the world did I wear such a short dress today!” she said, cursing the unseasonable cold day while at the same time trying to hold the hem of her skirt from rising up her legs further then it already had.
Mica Doren started working for Thames Incorporated as a professional administration specialist right after she graduated from a local university, but back then she was known for a different name, a more masculine name, but that was a long time ago.
Throughout her early life, Mica didn’t feel right about her physical appearance and while at university she began to change herself. First it was with clothes, then make-up. Mica began to shave her body, of what little hair she had, and grew her blond hair long and styled it according to the female fashions of the day. Eventually she had small cosmetic surgeries to give her more of a lady like appearance.
Now, at 49, Mica was truly a stunning woman. She had small but pert breasts. Legs that any model would kill for, hips the swayed while she walked, with a slim waist and a sexy smile that would stop men in their tracks. The only thing she didn’t change was what was between her legs.
Although she felt more female than male, the idea of removing her penis felt wrong for Mica. She enjoyed having it there. Mica loved how it felt in silky panties and how it felt as it ejaculated when she was with someone, be it a strong man or a sexy woman.
As for Mica’s career, it changed more and more as she transformed into the woman she was today. She went from a lonely professional administration specialist to the executive specialist of Thames Incorporated, where she became the “right hand man” for the C.E.O., Mr. Thompson.
She loved working for Mr. Thompson, An older gentleman that knew about her past. To be honest, everyone knew about Mica’s past and no one seemed to care. As for Mr. Thompson and everyone else, Mica was a competent professional and a good person, so, for them, what was between her legs was irrelevant.
For Mica, she knew that today was going to be a long day. Mr. Thompson was meeting a gentleman from the United States about expanding the business into America and he was going to need Mica to provide all of the numbers and plans to the “yank”.
Mica had gone through these meetings before, and they were always tedious. Normally it was either some old fat man that blathered on about why they should use their organization, or it would be a big breasted tart that tried to use her overt sexuality to convince Mr. Thompson to sign on with them. But this time it was different than before.
After Mica unlocked her office and turned on her computer, she went over to her coffee station and poured herself a strong black coffee. Before she could return to her desk her cell phone rang.
Looking at the display screen on her phone she saw it was Mr. Thompson’s number. She pressed the answer button and said, “Yes Mr. Thompson.”
“Mica, are you in yet?” he asked.
“Yes Mr. Thompson, I’m at my desk and about to pull up the data you requested for your meeting with the yank.” Mica could her that something was a mist in his voice then asked, “Is everything okay?”
There was a bit of a pause in his response but, in a ‘stiff upper lip’ tone he replied. “No Mica, it’s not.”
“What’s the matter?” Mica inquired.
She heard a slight quiver in Mr. Thompson’s voice. “My mother passed last night.”
Mica felt a wave of sadness wash over her. “Oh Mr. Thompson, is there anything I can do for you?”
“Yes,” Mr. Thompson replied. “I need you to work with Mr. MacDuff and give him what he needs.”
Mica stammered, “Me? But I’m just your secretary! I wouldn’t know…”
Mr. Thompson interrupted and said, “Mica, you’re more than my secretary! You know more about this bl**dy business than I do, hell,” Mr. Thompson paused then said, “You run this company more than I do.”
“Well if you think it would be best,” Mica said.
“I do,” Mr. Thompson replied. “Mica, I have the upmost faith in you otherwise I would haven’t asked you to do this for me.” Mica went over a few notes with Mr. Thompson then hung her phone up.
Later in the day, Mica’s desk clocked chimed, letting her know that it was 1 P.M. and her meeting with Mr. MacDuff was in about an hour. She gathered up her note pad and computer and went to the large conference room that was located in the building she worked in.
When she got to the conference room, Mica immediately set up her computer so she could show the company’s figures onto the large digital screen that was hung neatly against the wall.
So busy with the task at hand, Mica didn’t hear Mr. MacDuff enter the room. “Excuse me,” he said with a deep and powerful voice, which had a slight western twang to it. “Is this the place I’m to meet with Mr. Thompson?”
Mica looked up from her laptop and felt her heart skip a beat. There before her was a large, powerful looking man. To Mica he stood much taller than her 5’9” frame. She had to guess that he was 6’3” to 6’4” tall. He was broad in the chest and even through the tailored suit he had on, she could tell his arms were large and muscular. His waist was narrow, his legs were long and his hair had just a hint of gray in his otherwise brown hair. Mr. MacDuff looked like he was in his early thirties, later she found out he was actually a year younger than her at 48. But what really caught Mica by surprise were his eyes. They were steel gray in color and had an intense look to them, as if they could see inside of her. That look both scared and excited her.
“Ma’am?” the strange man asked. “Is this the right place?”
Mica shook her head to snap herself back to the present. “Yes this is the place but Mr. Thompson wouldn’t be able to attend this meeting.” She said. “He had a death in the f****y but he sent me to handle the transactions at hand. So I am to assume that you’re Mr. MacDuff then?”
“Please, call me William.” He said. “Mr. Macduff is my farther.”
Mica smiled and replied; “Okay William, I’m Ms. Mica Doren, and I’m here to assist you for the next few weeks.”
“Ms. You say?” William asked.
Mica nodded to confirm.
“Well I think this trip became a whole lot more interesting.”
Normally Mica would have taken a little offense by that kind of comment but this time it was different. This time she found the idea of William being interested in her marital status arousing.
For the next couple of weeks, Mica and William worked on spreadsheets, numbers and several legal issues so the two companies could work together. During that time Mica learned that William was a former Seal team member and specialized in intelligence. Mica also learned that William was also single and he was far more intelligent that he already appeared to be. She also learned that she liked the smell of William’s cologne, the way his tailored shirt fit around his chest and how it tapered down to his narrow waist. Even, when she thought when William wasn’t looking and she could take a glance, the way the bulge in the front of his pants looked.
During those first couple of weeks Mica would get home and try to sl**p but found she couldn’t unless she masturbated while thinking of him. She even found herself wearing more evocative dresses and sensual underwear; even though she knew that nothing would happen between them; but that all changed one late night.
It was a Saturday and the two were alone in the office. Both had been there since 9 A.M. and now it was close to 9 P.M. Mica was sitting at her desk rubbing her eyes with her thumb and index finger, trying to ease the strain.
“Are you okay?” William asked.
Mica looked across the desk to see William looking at her. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit of a headache that’s all.”
“Here, let me help you with that.” William said as he moved from his chair and over to where Mica was sitting.
“No, that isn’t necessary,” Mica said.
Secretly Mica did want William to touch her, caress her. Hell what Mica really wanted is to have William pick her up, lay her on top of the desk and shove his cock deep inside of her. But if she allowed him to touch her she knew that her and her body would give her desire for William away and not knowing how William would react to her hard penis made it very uncomfortable for Mica.
“I insist,” William said as he moved behind the chair Mica was sitting in.
As soon as William’s strong hands touched Mica’s tense shoulders, she forgot all about her concerns and let out a soft moan of delight. She could even feel her cock twitch inside of her silky panties which excited her.
William rubbed Mica’s shoulders for a moment, silently, before he finally spoke. “So, how long have you been living as a woman?”
Mica tensed up from the question. ‘Was William spying on me?’ she thought. ‘Was he going to harm me?’ was the next question that ran through her mind.
“How… How did you know?” Mica asked thinking that after years of work and training that no one could see through her ruse.
William chuckled a little and replied, “What part of Military Intel did you forget about?”
“And it doesn’t bother you?” Mica could feel William’s slowly moved off of her neck and begin to rub her upper chest.
“If it did, I wouldn’t be trying to seduce you.” William replied.
Goosebumps erupted all over Mica’s body. Her midnight masturbation fantasy was becoming a reality. Her breathing became a little shallower and she could feel her cock begin to grow and press itself against the silky material of her panties.
“So… you’re trying… to seduce me?” Mica asked between her breaths. “What makes… you… think… that I… want to be seduced… by you?”
Mica felt William’s hands move further down her chest, stopping when he reached her now hard nipples. She let out a soft moan as William teased her body through the satin blouse and bra she wore, causing more chills to race through her body and making her cock even harder.
“I could tell since the first day we met you wanted me.” William said confidently. “And each day you came in looking a little more tired but not the kind of tired one gets from going out, but the kind of happy tired one gets from some sexual experience, and since you aren’t seeing anyone I deduced you were staying up late fantasizing.”
‘God he’s good’ Mica thought to herself while she began to rub her stocking covered legs against each other, causing her cock to brush harder against her panties.
William continued to speak, “Besides, if you didn’t want me to seduce you; you wouldn’t be unbuttoning your blouse right now.”
Mica looked down her body and realized that William was right. Unknowingly Mica had moved her hands to the buttons of her top and began to open her blouse to expose her floral printed bra to him, allowing William’s fingers better access to her breasts.
“Oh damn,” Mica let out of her mouth in a raspy tone.
Mica didn’t care anymore if William had been spying on her or if was as good at intelligence gathering as he claimed to be. All she wanted at that time was William and his cock inside of her.
So Mica broke free of William’s sensual probing of her chest and turned herself around in the swivel chair she was in until her face was near William’s groin.
Without a word she looked up at William and with both hands she unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his trousers, while William unbuttoned his shirt. With a quick pull of his zipper, William’s pants fell off his muscular body.
Once William’s slacks hit the ground, Mica looked back down to William’s groin and was shocked at what she saw. Before her, even though William’s cock was still covered in his cotton briefs, was the biggest cock she had ever seen.
‘Oh my god!’ she thought to herself while she stroked William’s cock through his underwear. ‘It’s bigger than I had imagined!’ Slowly Mica reached up with her delicate fingers and grabbed the elastic waist band of William’s shorts and pulled them off of his hips.
As soon as the waist band passed below Williams cock, it sprung out almost hitting her in the face. Mica inhaled deeply, taking in the musky smell from William’s groin, then leaned forward, while opening her mouth, and began to let his cock slip past her full lips.
Never before that night, had Mica had a cock that was bigger than William’s. She could feel every vein, every artery pulsate while stretching her lips wider and wider. She could feel the heat radiate from it against the soft skin of her inner cheeks and as for the taste, for Mica, it was divine.
While William’s cock pressed deeper into Mica’s mouth, she could feel his strong hands gently grab onto the side of her head. Then she felt the tip of his cock touch the back of her throat and begin its travel down her neck.
William’s cock being thicker than any other one else’s that Mica had before, stretched the opening to her throat. As William’s cock pushed deeper a strange mixture of pain and delight came over Mica. The first time in many years Mica had to resist the urge of gagging by relaxing the muscles in her neck.
Inch by inch, William’s cock slipped into Mica’s stretched out throat until her nose touched the soft mound of pubic hair of William’s groin.
Mica heard William moan softly and couldn’t help herself become turned on further. So she reached down between her own legs and freed her throbbing cock from their satin prison.
While she let William’s cock slide in and out of her throat, she stroked her own cock, making it harder. Mica could feel her pre-cum ooze out of her and paint her delicate fingers, which she used like a lube so she could enjoy more sensation of her flesh rubbing the tip.
“Oh god….” William moaned. “Your throat feels so fucking good!”
Knowing that William was enjoying her cock sucking, Mica sucked even deeper and harder than she was already doing. Thick gooey spit dribbled off of her chin, which she scooped up with her hand and used it to paint her hard cock with it, and the sounds of her throat making hard, guttural noises began to fill the office they were in.
Within minutes of Mica sucking William’s cock, she could taste the sticky fluid of William’s pre-cum ooze onto her tongue. To her, it was thick and sweet and she tried to suck more of it out of William as hard as she could.
Just as Mica was getting into her cock sucking; letting William’s cock go deep into her throat then pulling it out just enough to feel the bulbous head of it stretch her mouth into an “O” shape, William gasped and pulled it out quickly from her mouth, leaving Mica feeling empty.
“Oh shit!” William moaned out. I don’t want to cum yet!”
“But I want….” Mica began to say but was interrupted by William’s warm, wet tongue entering her mouth.
Mica love kissing and William was fantastic at it. He gently grabbed the side of Mica’s face and pressed his lips against hers. Mica let her tongue slither out of her mouth in to William’s while he softly pulled her up from off the seat she was on.
Now Mica was standing in front of William, still kissing. Her hard cock stood straight out and pushed against the satin fabric that lined the inside of her skirt. The sensation of William’s body mashing into hers and the silky material rubbing against her swollen cock made Mica groan loudly.
“I want you inside of me!” Mica said in a primal tone.
Without any words from William, Mica could feel William’s strong hands slide down her smooth legs and grabbed onto the hem of her skirt. Then she could feel the cool air in the office against her burning hot flesh as William pulled her skirt up to her waist. Then Mica could feel William grab her satin panties and rip them off of her in primal lust.
Normally Mica would have been furious having her expensive panties torn apart, but this time it just made her more excited and she groaned, “Oh fuck yes…”
Before Mica could say or do anything else, William had pushed some paperwork that was resting on the table off onto the floor then he had picked her off the ground and, in an instance, had her on her back against the oak desk.
While William was removing his shoes and slacks, Mica had just enough sense to remember that she kept a small bottle of lube in her purse that was laying next to her head, for those ‘just in case’ moments. So she quickly opened her purse, throwing almost everything that was inside all over the place until she found the small bottle.
By the time she had found the lube, William had already had his hands on Mica’s milky white flesh, just behind and below her knees, and had opened them so he could slip his throbbing cock into her body.
Mica squeezed the bottle and let a large amount of the slippery goo spill onto her hand. Then she rubbed the slick stuff onto her anus and then William’s throbbing cock. Once Mica had felt there was plenty of lube, so she could easily accept William’s large cock, she pulled him towards her quivering anus.
She could feel the heat coming off of William’s cock as it began to push past the soft skin of her bottom. Then Mica could feel the tip touch her anus. Mica looked down her body so she could see William’s monster cock disappear into her. She also saw a steady stream of clear, gooey pre-cum ooze out of her own aching cock.
“God! You’re so tight…” William moaned as he continued to press himself into Mica.
Slowly Mica could feel her anus being stretched open and the pressure was becoming almost too much for her to handle. But just as the pain of being stretched wider than she had ever been opened before, Mica felt the tip of William’s cock ‘pop’ inside of her, and the pain was quickly replaced with the most euphoric sensation she had ever felt.
Deeper and deeper Mica felt William’s cock push into until she could feel his balls against the crack of her bottom.
“Oh fuck….” Mica moaned. “Fill me with your cock… fuck me like a whore…”
Mica felt her body being pulled close to the edge of the desk and her legs being moved so they rested on William’s massive shoulders. The whole time enjoying William’s cock, that was hot and hard inside of her.
Within minutes, Mica went to feeling William’s cock slipping in and out of her slowly, to fast and deep thrusts. With each push of William’s hips, Mica’s bottom was being slapped by his hard body and the sound of each slap sounded like cracks of thunder to her.
Again Mica looked down her body and saw little squirts of clear pre-cum eject from her cock each time William slammed against her.
While William fucked Mica savagely, she freed her small breast from the bra she wore and began to pull at her nipples, making them harder.
Several minutes had past and Mica was now covered in a light sheen of dewy sweat. Her body was alive with lustful desire. Her nipples burned with exquisite pain; her cock had turned a deep purple from being engorged with bl**d and her anus had completely open.
For the first time in Mica’s life something strange had happened. She felt the tip of her cock begin to tingle and she was about to cum without anyone ever touching it.
“Oh… my… fucking… god…” Mica whimpered in gasping breaths.
Within seconds, Mica could feel her cock begin to rhythmically convulse, which caused her anus to contract around William’s cock, almost as if it had a mind of its own and was trying to milk the cum out of William’s cock as well. Then, with one good deep thrust from William, Mica’s cock erupted, shooting hot wave after wave of sticky cum all over her chest and belly. Covering her bra and skirt she still had on.
As Mica thrashed about on the desk, she could feel William’s cock expand inside of her. “Oh fuck…” William screamed.
Then Mica’s anus was being stretched even more as she felt his hot cum erupt inside of her. So much so that some of his gooey load spilt out of her as he kept thrusting and oozed down the crack of her bottom and landed onto her desk.
For several minutes Mica kept coming, digging her nails deep into William’s chest. Than with one last push from William’s body, Mica had moved her legs from his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist, drawing him closer to her.
William lowered his body onto Mica and she could feel his heart pounding against her chest. For minutes Mica basked in all the glory of their combined sex; the smells; the texture of his skin and feeling of his chest expanding and contracting against her.
“So do you want to continue with the numbers?” Mica asked.
“I think it can wait until tomorrow.” William said. Then Mica could see William look into her eyes and then feel him press his lips against hers.
For the rest of the time William was there, Mica would always find a reason why William and her had to work late. Sometimes they would be in the office and other times they would go to her place to work. Regardless of where they went that last thing they did was work.
When William left, Mica was a little sad. Until her boss, Mr. Thompson, had come into her office and instructed her to pack a bag.
“Where am I going? Mica asked.
“To the United States,” He replied. “William said he needs some more help with something and he requested that I send you to assist. Apparently he was impressed with your skills and only wants you.”
Mica did her best not to show how excited she really was about going off to America to see William again. “Yes Mr. Thompson, I will do my best to please him,” Mica realized what she just said a quickly said; “I mean to represent our company in the best possible manner.”
Mr. Thompson smiled and replied, “I know you will,” Than he chuckled to himself and left Mica alone in her office.
Once Mr. Thompson left, Mica smiled to herself because she knew in a few short days she would be riding William’s hot cock again and would have orgasms after wonderful orgasms.
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THE DONKEY SOLUTION

Times are tough so two brothers ask their gorgeous wives to help out by working in their business. The wives tell them that they would rather turn tricks that work for them. An extremely high paying opportunity pops up that provides the voluptuous wives with a unique herd of beastly tricks to turn

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An unforgettable school trip

First of all, I would like to apologize for all the mistakes you will find in the text below, I’m a French student and this is my first story… This story is a little bit long, so if you prefer short story it might be a good time to leave.

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Lusting my Cousin

My cousin and I have always been close. We are only nine months apart, compared to the three years we were to our closest sibling. We would hangout, while our older brothers would go off and do there thing, and we would do our thing. Our thing, though we were only about six or seven, was to fool around. We would play hide and seek, only we would always find a spot to hide together, and kiss, and lay on top of eachother and dry hump and stuff. I’m not sure who started it, ( I’m pretty sure it was her, Tammy) but soon it was all we wanted to do. Until we got caught kissing in the elevator by our moms when we were around 10, than we got the TALK about how incest is bad and all that, and our parents started watching us a little closer.
Being caught and embarrassed was enough for us to slow down, and I’m pretty sure we did. And then my Aunt moved out of the Province to B.C, and I hardly ever saw my three cousins anymore. So, with the limited knowledge I had picked up with girls, at ten, I was able to always have a GF, and fool around with them and things. But at ten, nothing but kissing and holding hands really.
One summer, my cousins had comeout to visit with their dad, who lived just down the street from my house. On hearing this news one day from a phone call, I got down to his apartment as fast as I could. When I got there, It was only my to younger cousins, Tammy and her little brother Alex, and there dad, who was always sort of an asshole. With my Uncle, you never knew if or when your going to get a swift kick in the ass.
So I’m hanging out with my cousins, catching up and stuff, and my uncle comes into the back room and asks if anyone wanted to come with him to the store, I’m thinking the liquor store ( he had a problem) and Alex enthusiastically says yes and my cousin Tammy and I decline.
That leaves my cousin and I alone together. I seriously wasnt thinking that day, and I’ve regreted it everyday since. You see, as soon as the door closed, Tammy jumped on the bed and layed on her back, looking up at me, and said ” You want to do IT?”
” Do what?” I asked. I already knew, but I remember I had a GF at the time, and I was thinking about how your not allowed to cheat on your GF, and I was a little surprised. And the thought of being caught was too much for me, so I played dumb.
” You know…. IT.” She stated, with a little eagerness in her eyes.
It hurts me to say, but right then I made the worst decision in my life. I’m shaking my head right now, just thinking of all the fun I could of had in my teens, and even now maybe, if only I had said yes, and did what I wanted to do all those years ago, and not what I thought was right. I embarrassed her with rejection, and that closeness we shared no longer seemed in effect.
Skip three years ahead, or about two and half. I was now 13, and had just moved to B.C to live with my mom. The only family we had was my aunt, and I would go over and hangout at their house every weekend. I had developed a good friendship with my younger cousin Alex, and we would do most of the activities, biking and stuff. But I was at an age where I couldnt stop thinking of girls. And there just so happened to be one of the most attractive girls just hanging out with us. I couldnt stop looking at my cousin Tammy now. And also thinking about time she asked me to do IT with her. Now I was scared she would turn me down, and I couldnt gather the courage ever to see if she would fool around with me. At this age, we were old enough to know Incest was bad, and we would really get in shit if we were caught.
The first year was not that bad. But a couple years later, when Tammy and I were 15, things started to get pretty rough for me. Not only had she started to develop a body with curves in all the right place but she started flirting with me again. Weird things that I couldn’t really be sure if she knew what she was doing to me or not. When we would be at the dinner table, I would feel her playing footsies with me, or was she just accidentily bumping my foot with her swaying feet? I would try to play back, but a subtle as possible, and she never pulled away or made a big thing about it, leaving me in dark. Or, when we were watching a movie on the couch together, she would sometimes rest her legs on me, or place her hand on my leg as she was getting up. A combination of these things had sent my head spinning, and I found my self following her ass as she left a room, or eyeing up her legs when she wore a bathing suit, not to mention, imagining how her breasts felt, at 15 I still hadnt felt a girl up yet.
One weekend, after my eldest cousin moved out, Tammy was moving into his old room after having to share a room with her younger brother for the past three years. This is where the story gets a little more intersting. Now that Tammy had her own room, she had put two beds in there, so she was able to have slumber parties with her friends. One night, while I was visiting, and we were all ready to go to bed, Tammy asked why I couldnt just sleep in her room, since there was two beds in there. At first my Aunt had said no, but than Tammy simply stated ” We’re cousins, it not like we’re going to do anything!” I hid my dissapointment, but it was enough to win a mild argument, and for the first time, I would sleep in the same room as my sexy cousin.
That was an interesting night, after she had changed into her PJ’s, which were those cotten Pjs with shorts and a T-shirt, and those shorts really showed off her gorgeous legs. I remember her calling me in after she had changed, and as I walked in she had her back to me, reaching up to get the blinds and it sent me into a frenzy. Her ass and legs were showcased, and I was all alone with her in her room. My head spun. The beds were seperated by about a foot, and I was already thinking about putting them together, but I couldnt make a move. As we layed down to go sleep, Tammy turned to me and we started talking, about school and friends, and she asked me if I had a crush on her freind, who I had met I week before. I denied, even though I probably did. Eventually we both drifted off to sleep.
I awoke for some reason in the middle of the night that first night, and was feeling exceptionaly horny. Obviously I was thinking about the girl that was sleeping about a foot away from me, close enough for me to touch….
I had never felt boobs before, and Tammy’s boobs were right there. Would she wake up if I just felt them lightly? I had to find out. I propped myself up on one elbow and scooted closer to my sleeping cousin. Whe was sleeping on her back, and you could tell she had no bra on under the thin fabric of her shirt. I hesitently reached my hand out, very slowly and nervously toward her breasts. They were not big, but a B cup, and still very firm as they were still developing. After a few agonizing moments, debating in my head between right and wrong, but enevitalbly, my raging hard on won the battle. I cupped her right breast, and held my hand there cherishing this secret moment. It was soft and warm, and I could feel her hard nipple protruding out her shirt. I looked down at her face, which was silent and beautiful, peaceful. Staring at her lips was starting to take effect now too, and I struggled not to move in for a gentle kiss.
Suddenly she moans, and I go frozen. My hand is still in place, so I start to inch it away anticapating her awakening. But, to my relief, she just sighs and turns on her side, facing away from me. My heart is beating like crazy, and I’m just to about to come to my sences when I notice as she rolled over, the blanket had slipped off one side of her legs. Her bare skin exposed and her ass was right in front of me. Once again I through caution to the wind and got a little closer to my sleeping cousin. I put my hand very gently on her leg, and very slowly slid it from the back of her leg, to her thigh. I could feel the heat coming from her pussy, only inches away from my fingers. Too go any further is beyond my boldness, and I retreat my hand from her smooth thigh, but only to bring it up to her perfect ass. I’ve always wanted to grab her little heart shaped ass. It has some meat on it, but no J Lo or nothing, just nice. Tight, and firm. And now I was cupping her ass, just letting my hand take in everything. It was unlike anything I have ever felt.
By this time, my hard on was starting to kill me, and I had to grab one of her shirts and go back to my bed and bust one out. It was one of the hardest cums I’ve ever had, and I ended up throwing out that shirt before shIe saw it again.
Over the next two years at that house, I had a few nights like that, like three or four. One time, on a paticularly hot night, my cousin had slept with no blanket, and I found myself feeling up her leg, and getting a little more bold. Maybe because one night I got it in my head that Tammy was fake sleeping, but I wasnt sure if I had woken her, or she was awake the whole time I was feeling her up. On this night, she was sleeping in her shorts, and her legs were slightly spread open. I got right up close and put my hand on her thigh. Than I started actually rubbing her thighs, as if to please her, and I swear I heard her moan, and I thought I saw her lick her lips, but it was dark. I convinced myself she was awake, and she liked what I was doing. So I went a little further, until I was at the leg opening of her shorts. I was crazy horny, and I wanted to feel her pussy. I put too finger under her shorts, and was instantly met with a hot, wet pussy, the first I had ever really touched. As soon as I felt the tip of my finger penetrate her pussy, I nearly came, and I had to go back to the bed and pop a nut, probably both, and, just like every other time, found myself satisfied and slept.
The next day however, I was a little nervous around Tammy. Luckily it was the day I was going back home, and I could avoid her until next weekend. But I was so scared about how far I took it, that I never really did that again.
Until that is, a couple of years later when I was partying with my cousin, now we were seventeen, and drank and smoked weed and had fun. It was new years, and we had lots of friends over, but by the end of the night, after everyone had gone home, my cousin asked me if I was spending the night. I said yea, I was pretty drunk, and she said ” Well, you can sleep in my room if you like.”
I thought it was a little weird, because now Tammy only had one bed in her room. She must of saw the look on my face cause than she said ” You can sleep on the floor….” but did she leave that last part open? I couldnt believe it. Though I had stopped my nighttime activities, as still lusted for my cousin. And now she was older and had really filled out. Well, her legs are still her best asset, after her Awesome personality of course, and I mean that, she really is a awesome person, and she dressed sexier too. And now I’ve been with girls, and knew what kind of fun they really are. I looked at her, and thought about how much I wanted her, and said sure.
When we were in her room, she went to bed with just panties and a long T shirt, which made her look incredible sexy. Her dirty blond hair was tied up, and her green eyes seemed to be inviting me into her bed. But, I took the floor, and got ready for bed. It was a long night, and I somehow fell asleep without jumping into bed with her.
The next morning, I was pretty sore from sleeping on the floor. My cousin saw how sore, and offered to give me a back massage. Like, wanted me to lie down on my stomach, and she would massage my back. For some reason, I said no. I must have knew I wouldnt be able to control myself, but once again, I’m shaking my head. Why the fuck Can’t I take the step?
Now its ten year after that, and I still get mixed singnals from Tammy. We are still very close, and I see her often. She’s married, and has a son, but I still lust after her. She is even more gorgeous now. And I mean Gorgeous, or beautiful, not Hot or skanky. She’s always had that air about her. But I do still get these weird signals, like she’s always rubbing her boob on me, or her leg. Subltly, enough to make me go crazy. Anyways, thats my story, and there is a lot more if anyone wants to hear more, but, really I just wanted to get this off my chest. Its been a secret I carry for a long time.

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MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 9 TEASING

Please read the chapters in order. it would be redic to have to explain everything over and over. Thanks for all the encouragement. i am thankful so many of you like the story. for those of you who keep asking if this story is real, i will tell you that some parts are real. You’ll just have to wonder at which ;o

True Story

“GANGBANG PLEASE”

Gangbang Please!
By Blueheatt
…..I’d had a secret fantasy about being the girl in some of these gangbang films. I don’t ‘think‘…I would ever do that…but if….I ever got the right set up, I just might…would…maybe…(fanning myself)..oh well.
I was talking to Randy about this girl at work, Dana, who said when she was about 15, when she agreed to be the girl in a ‘multi-sex-partner’ film…or ‘gangbang’ as it’s called. We both wondered what it was like to be the girl with many men cuming on you, fucking you and you having them cum in your mouth. This girl said quietly, that it was
(the most exciting sex she’d ever had!) I wanted to get all the details from her. I found a copy of the film on video. I ask her to come over and watch it with my boyfriend Randy and I and tell us everything she felt and went on during the filming. She smiled and said ‘sure!’
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Randy wondered….hmmmm
(I ask Jan what the girl looked like. She said she was about 20 now, and was a hottie. Big tits, long blond hair and built real hot. Well,…. I’m all for this! A first hand account of what the girl felt like as she was being gangbanged. I set up a hidden camera in our front room to record all this. I couldn’t wait till Friday night for the girl to come over.)
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Jan….
I was real excited waiting for Dana, to come over. Now I could get a live actual girl who had been gangbanged to tell me in detail, all about it. I could tell Randy was too, and we both knew after words we would have ourselves a hot fuck fest of our own.
The fantasy dept. in my head was going crazy. I fantasized that I would be her, and feel what she felt to have all these men desiring me and all wanting to fuck me, cum on me and wanting to cum in my mouth. Thinking about this was making me hot!
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I had a burning hot dream that night. I was the girl laying down on a soft huge pad on the floor. All these many handsome men came over stroking all their big dicks. They all first kissed me and rubbed my naked body. I felt hands all over me feeling my tits and pussy. Then they all stood over me except three. Two knelt beside my face. Then another one with a big dick, began to put it in my pussy. Soon the two both put their dicks in my mouth, and I jacked and sucked on them both till they shot huge loads of hot cum in my mouth as we all moaned in pleasure. I swallow all I could, but a lot ran out the sides of my mouth and down my cheeks. Then I felt all this hot splattering of cum showering my body all over, as well as a huge load shooting in my pussy over and over and running down between my legs.
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I woke up gasping in a sweat!, my pussy was dripping and begging for me to rub it… I tried putting it off, but I had to masturbate while Randy slept beside me. I shook the bed hard climaxing,…oh my god…. it was pure beautiful…. but he didn’t wake up. I kept massaging my pussy as I finally drifted back to sleep,….content and smiling.
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Friday night got here, and a knock at the door. In walked Dana. Randy gulped. She had on a white leather jacket, white leather pants and white leather hi top boots. We talked a bit and then I put in video disk. She sat down in the middle of the couch between us. She gave us a basic run down of the filming process, then they had her go in this blue room. There were about 12 handsome men and she had a robe on. They had the whole room with pad on the floor. The plot of the story was she was a girl that wanted to be in a gangbang and was rich and paid big money to pick out the guys she wanted. (I was getting so wet and it hadn’t even started yet.) She walked around in the film and looked the guys over and held their dicks and then slowly took of her robe and laid in the center of the floor. She clapped her hands and the guys started coming over to her, stroking their dicks. She pointed at one and pointed at her pussy.
Dana narrated….
“They had me do all this pre-planed out. I really was in heaven, because I had a fantasy about being the girl in a gangbang. The film producer was a lady, she pick out the guys, way better that I had fantasized about. I never spoke, but she wanted to record me moaning during the bang. I didn’t have to act, I was a moaner in real life. I acted like a rich-bitch and ordered the first guy to fuck me. While he did,…(whew! He was big!) Behind the camera she had the next guy come over and lay next to me and put his dick next to my mouth as he stroked it. I reached out…as you see….(pointing to the screen)…that guy was the hardest and would cum first. When he would cum, this would stimulate the others and then they all would gather to do what they were told. I sucked him first, while being fucked by the first guy. This was new to me and I loved it. One dick in me, and another to suck on. They had me then demand a pillow and the next guy brought a big one and placed it behind my head and shoulders. Now the guy I was sucking got on his knees….see….and another guy got on my other side. They said ‘cut’ and placed them close to me and moved the camera. ‘Action’ and they had me alternate sucking on both of them. They guy fucking me groaned and shot a big load of cum in me. I moaned and squirmed my hips. The guy on my right came in my mouth as I let it drool out, then the other guy had me open my mouth and he shot a big load in my open mouth.
Dana stopped the video.
She talked some more and looked at Randy’s hand over his big boner and smiled. I had my hand under my full skirt rubbing my pussy and she smiled at me too. She started taking off her jacket, she had no bra on under it! We both gulped! She had big beautiful tits, all natural, then off came her boots and then her skirt. She had a white thong on. She was not bashful and said: “My favorite frame is coming up and it always make’s me hot. She started the video with the remote.
More guys walked over stroking them selves. She was sucking on two, there was still a lot of cum on her face, chin and neck, then another guy started fucking her. She held the remote ready to stop it…..and freeze frame!
It showed one guy cuming in her mouth, cum running out and down her lips, the other guy cuming all over her face, three guys cuming on her tits and tummy all at once and the guy fucking her pulled out and was shooting his big cum load on her pussy, in big streams.
She said: “There!…I felt hot cum filling and overflowing in my mouth, cum splattering on my face, hot cum landing on my tits and tummy and hot cum on my pussy….Oh my god, it doesn’t get any better than that.”
We all stared at the screen. She said: “You guys didn’t call me over here to just waste a hardon and wet pussy did you?….of course not. Let’s get a blanket for the rug and Jan and I will entertain you Randy. You stand over us and give us that big cum you’ve got just waiting to shoot…ok?”
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I ran to the closet and grabbed a big blanket we had. Dana and I spread it out, and she proceeded to undress me.
I’d never had a woman undress me before. My heart raced as her fingers touched my body. My pussy trembled and started to drip. Her hands were warm as she unbuttoned my blouse. She had on some kind of perfume that made me a little dizzy. A strange stimulating aroma. Next was my skirt. She spun me around and undid my skirt from the back and her warm hands slipped it down slowly. I shivered as I felt her warm breath on my neck. She ran her hands down my legs as she let the skirt drop to the floor. I got warm chills all through my body. She unhooked my bra and slowly dropped the shoulder straps. Her fingers gave me an electric shook feeling and she moved close to me from behind and reached around to removed my bra, letting her arms squeeze the sides of my tits. Her thumbs brushed down over my now hard nipples. I shivered again. Now for my panties. She whispered quietly in my ear: (“..(giggle)..watch Randy”). Randy was sitting back in his chair with a smiling shock on his face. He’d never seen a live show of one woman stripping down another woman. He sat naked with a huge hardon. It looked so to hot to me, adding to the constant tingles I already had. Dana got on her knees behind me and slipped her thumbs in the sides of my small pink panties. Randy could already see the huge wet spot at my crouch. I felt her breath at the top of my butt crack as she started to inch my panties slowly down. She moved to the side so she could watch Randy too. She quietly moaned as my panties started down. She stopped when the panties were even with my pussy. She reached around and slowly slipped her hand over my pussy and down between my legs. I could smell my own sex, strong. She started moving the backs of her fingers and slowly lowered the front of my panties down, inch by inch. As I faced Randy I watched him squirm. His hardon looked so full, like it was going to burst. She went back to the sides of my panties and continued inching the down some. They were now stuck in my pussy. Dana came around to my side and bit my panties with her teeth and pulled them down some more. I almost orgasmed and shivered more. She did the same to my other side, just a few inches at a time. My legs quivered, and Randy was in a daze watching. My panties were still stuck in my pussy. She came around in front and took my panties again in her teeth at my pussy. Oh god her warm breath on my pussy was driving me crazy. She proceeded to pull my panties down with her teeth, the crouch stuck a little, then snapped down as the wetness let go. She smelled the wet spot and licked it, and then removed them.
Randy was not taking his eyes off us. I thought about the hidden camera and my pussy tingled a big one. Knowing I could watch all this on video over and over. Dana slipped off her thong. We laid down in the 69 position. Randy stood up with the biggest hardon I’d ever seen on him and held it in his hand. I’d never licked a pussy in my life, but I was sure was going to now! The excitement was making me so hot as I was looking forward to feeling Randy’s hot cum splatter all over me. I felt wonderfully dizzy as I looked at Dana’s pussy, it was as wet as mine felt. She started first licking me up and down my pubic hair, going deeper with each lick. Well, I did as she did, and started licking her up and down her pubic hair. She and I weren’t shaved and I did it deeper till I felt her wet pussy lips on my tongue. I almost orgasmed Randy stepped closer, stroked his dick slowly. Dana lifted her leg way up for me to get in deeper to her pussy, so I did the same for her. OH Damn!…she sucked right on my clit. I jumped and moaned. I squirmed as she danced her tongue around my clit. I just had to feel her pussy. I held her warm ass with one hand, and put two fingers in her hot wet pussy and went for her G spot. She moaned and started humping my fingers. She had a good sized clit and I sucked it in between my lips. She yelled and shook and squeezed my tits. Randy was now standing over my face, and started stroking faster. Dana started licking my clit as her fingers went in me and right to my G spot. I started hyperventilating as I felt a huge climax building in me. Randy was on his knees over us now. The more I licked Dana the hotter I got. She was squirming now and moaning louder. I started to climax but tried to hold off because I love the feeling so much….but no way. My pussy bucked, shooked and I yelled out something like ’oh my god Randy!…YES!!
My climax and hers came together big!…as we heard Randy moan loud…
and then we felt it.
Hot cum splattering down on us. My face, tits, her pussy and hot cum shot right in my open mouth. I shuddered big and climaxed again! I saw more of Randy’s cum shooting in Dana’s open mouth as he stood over us shooting more hot cum on our body‘s. I couldn’t stop trembling.
There was cum in her pubic hair and I just had to lick it over and over. Randy’s cum tasted so good, my head was pounding with excitement. Dana licked me and some of the cum on me. We licked every drop off of us and then just licked some more. Randy just stood over us, eyes closed and still stroking out the last drop from his dick. He finally had to sit down and collapsed. Dana and I just kept licking slowly and It felt and tasted wonderful. I licked her tummy and she licked my tits for the last drops of cum.
I woke up a little as Randy covered my little content smiling faced body, and let me sleep right where I was.
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We showed Dana the next week, our little video of our wonderful evening. We gave her a copy. She was thrilled!…she got me off the side and whispered: (….”what do think about maybe several ‘good’ friends of mine, plus Randy who might like to…..a…..you know……a two girl gangbang….thing?)
She smiled and reached down the inside of my panties and fingered my wet clit…I trembled inside and gasp for breath, I wanted to feel her pussy and taste it, bad. Randy came over and joined in feeling both of us.
We whispered, giggled, and got on our knees. We both took out Randy’s dick and both started sucking him. Dana looked up at Randy and smiled, she said:
“We want you to cum on us right now, a private ‘mini gang bang‘!”
We lifted up our tops, exposing our bra-less tits, and let Randy jack himself. Randy was smiling big and his dick was rock hard. I had never seen quite this turned on.
We scooted close and put our faces together and opened our mouths. We watched Randy start to jack faster inches from our open mouths. The head of his dick was so full and bulging right in front of us, my pussy was dripping in my panties. We both put our hands in each others panties, and felt all the wetness of each others wet pussy‘s. Randy’s eyes were wide looking at us and jacked super fast, as the first blast of cum hit us both in the face, he kept jacking as more streams of cum sprayed us both in our open mouths. We moaned and both climaxed right then, our fingers rubbing each other clits as fast as we could. Dana and I flooded our fingers with our hot juices. Oh god that felt so good!!!, I shook and tasted Randy’s cum. Dana lips were covered with it. I turned and just licked her lips. We shared his cum….as we licked and tasted our faces and mouths. Randy kept pumping all he had on our tits and necks. We just kept licking and tasting his cum. I had to hold his leg to steady my self as I didn’t want to take the time to breath. Dana took her finger and wiped cum into my mouth, then kissed me as we tasted it, over and over as our tongues savored it before we swallowed it all.
I shook inside my body everywhere. We both held Randy’s dick and sucked every last drop he had together. I tasted my wet fingers, tasting Dana’s juices…oh my god …they made me almost squirt as I shuddered with delight. Dana put her fingers in her mouth, and then mine so I could taste my own exotic juices.
I orgasmed right then, and shivered, having never done this before.
I put my fingers in her mouth as she moaned and shuddered as she sucked on them. We both rubbed the cum Randy had shot on our tits, neck and everywhere, all over us. Dana and I licked each others body’s,…. hands, fingers and faces with moaning delight.
We all gasp for air, then ended up sleeping right on the floor…so spent, just enjoying our private mini gangbang ….beyond our wildest dreams.
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The next night Randy and I lay in bed naked. I cuddled up to him and asked him his thoughts about our ’mini-gang bang’.
“Well,…whew… when Dana wanted to do a ’mini-gang bang’…my mind went crazy with the idea. I felt a rush in my dick like never before. It went so rock hard, I felt dizzy. When you guys pulled your tops up and I saw 4 beautiful tits before me, and two open mouths waiting for me to cum in them….I actually felt faint for a second. It was like a rocket ship inside my dick rushing to unload it’s payload. I just stared and your beautiful open mouths and my hands did the rest on the fullest hardon I can ever remember. I went into a kind of trance as I felt my overfull balls start to unload. I felt every shot of cum as it blasted out and hit it’s target of your open mouths. It just kept shooting and shooting as I watched you guys in your pleasure take it in. I had no control. My dick was in high speed cuming and it just took over pumping until I got every drop out and on you guys. That’s when I had to sit down, or fall down, and collapsed in the chair. Then I got watch you guys lick my cum over and over and shiver and shake with your climaxes running crazy in you. I sat in a daze as you kept licking and shivering, moaning a licking some more. “
By now we were both panting from his telling his thoughts. He turned me over and put his leg over my tummy and sat with his rock hard dick pointed right at my mouth. He reached back and rubbed my clit, as I put three fingers in my pussy and started massaging my G spot.
I opened my mouth wide and waited, watching the head of his huge dick expanded so full. I stared right at the tip as I felt his balls move up tight…My heart was racing with the anticipation of what was about to happen…..
….then I felt what I was waiting for….
Hot cum shooting…hitting the back of my throat, over and over. I leaned forward and put my lips over the tip of his head so I could feel the cum shooting. I couldn’t swallow that much cum fast enough, and I felt it run out the sides of my mouth and down. It was so warm on me I shivered and climaxed. My body bucked and squirmed out of my control. I flooded my fingers with my pussy juices, as his cum just kept overfilling my mouth. I held him tight to me to keeping his dick deep in me, until every last drop was in my mouth.
I swallowed….
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….I closed my eyes, as I heard us continuing to softly moan over and over….
…. we both slowly drifted out of this world…somewhere….
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I continued to have hot dreams about many men desiring me and cuming on me. I looked forward to going to bed and having more dreams. I told Randy and he loved it, and said to wake him and he would finger me and cum on me anytime. Our nights were heavenly. I would wake up in a hot sweat, shake him, and he was always ready to splatter me with his hot cum. I would climax so beautiful with my and his fingers, always rubbing my pussy. Sometimes I wanted him to fill my mouth with his cum, sometimes he would fuck me and then pull out and cum big on me. Shooting streams of cum clear up to my face. He was always willing.
In the back of my mind though….I wanted many men to cum on me.
I called Dana and she understood the feeling, she said: “Let’s make it happen”.
With those words, my heart stopped…..and I felt my pussy wetness …..
….start slowly trickling down my leg……

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Diary

A secret brother and sisters secret romance

My name is Sean and I grew up in a large family; three sisters and two brothers. I was the fifth born out of the six. My two older sisters and two older brothers are within a year apart and at least ten years older than me. When I was two my little sister Mary was born. Mary was like a gift from god for me. With both of my parents working and my brothers and sisters living their lives Mary and I became more like companions than brother and sister.
Mary and I grew to depend on one another. I looked out for her and she looked out for me. It wasn’t long after Mary’s birthday when our father died of a heart attack. Mary and I became even closer when the rest of the family became more withdrawn from each other. Our mother tried to keep us strong and together but all of our older brothers and sisters moved out and started their own lives. They keep in touch and we still talk just over the phone.
Our mom received a healthy life insurance claim from our father so she didn’t have to work anymore. This caused her to become even more disconnected with reality. She started to drink heavily she would smoke almost two packs of cigarettes a day. Mary and I were forced to take care of each other until I turned nineteen in 1993. That’s when I came home from work and found my mother lying face down on the bathroom floor. She was there all day and I couldn’t let Mary see her. I contacted her school and asked if they could keep her there until I came to get her and not to let her know why. It took about two and a half hours for the police and coroner to do their thing and get out of the house so I could go and get Mary and bring her home.
Mary didn’t take the news well and having to be the adult and call our other brothers and sisters and inform them of the tragic news wasn’t easy. By the next morning our brothers and sisters were all home and were working franticly to get our mother laid to rest with our father. Our parent’s estate was now up for grabs and our brothers and sisters seemed more concerned in what was theirs rather than mourn our mother. I got angry and cursed all of them for being greedy. I cursed them for leaving and forcing me to take care of our mother while they were out living there lives with their new families. They didn’t care enough to come home and check on their younger brother and sister or there depressed mother. I guess that’s all it took for them to back off and leave everything to Mary and me.
After the funeral everybody stuck together for a couple of weeks and then went back to their normal lives leaving Mary and I to tie up all the loose ends. We stayed in our parent’s house until Mary Graduated and we put the house and five acres of land on the market. With the life insurance from our father and the proceeds from the house and land Mary and I had enough to start our new lives and then some.
We bought a new house not far from where we lived before and decided to invest the money that we did have in real-estate. With Mary in school and me working we didn’t see each other as much as we wanted to until Mary came home. Mary was now twenty and I twenty two and she dropped a bombshell on me telling me that she was eight weeks pregnant. At first I was furious but warmed up to the fact that I was going to have a little niece or nephew pretty quickly. When Mary told me that the father didn’t want to have anything to do with her or the baby made me furious. Mary understood my anger but soon calmed me down with her sensible mind and soothing voice.
Later that night I was laying in bed when Mary walked in to my room and sat on the edge of my bed to talk. She asked me a very logical question. “Is the reason you’re angry because I’m pregnant or because your jealous?” I looked at her not saying a word when she leaned in and kissed me. We embraced each other holding on afraid to let go. The passion was immense running our hands all over each other’s bodies. Finally she stopped and looked into my eyes not wanting to break the moment if passion and removed her nightgown. The only thing separating our two bodies was the thin fabric of my underwear. Our kiss continued as I reached down to grab the waistband of my boxers and could barely get them half way off before Mary was on top of me. That’s when I felt her warm hand grab the base of my penis and guided it in side of her hot opening. I squeeze of her womanhood sent shivers through my spine as she rocked forward accepting more of me inside of her. I placed my hands on her hips and synchronized my movements with hers. Her wetness engulfed me as I sat up wrapping my arms around the woman that I have been in love with for so long. Our kiss and our embrace seemed to have lasted for hours. In one smooth movement I rotated her and myself on the bed. I was now on top of my sister looking her in the face. The light from the moon outside reflected on her face. She was biting her bottom lip as I gazed into her beautiful blue eyes; her blond highlights in her dark hair accentuated her face. As I would thrust forward her head would rock back her chin would face the ceiling. The sensation of our bodies moving in unison the heat in the room and the passion in the bed must have put her over the top. Mary placed her hands flat on my stomach and then moved them around to my sides and said in a seductive and raspy voice “Kiss me my brother!” I took a breath and leaned in and kissed my sister like I had never kissed anyone before. The sharpness of her fingernails on my back and the way she inhaled me told me that she had just climaxed. I continued to please my sister plunging deep inside of her releasing all of my pent up aggression and all of the lust that I have felt for her for so long. I drained myself into my sister and it just felt so right.
We finished that night and never left each other’s arms. We held each other till the sun came up and made the same passionate love again and again. We continue this relationship that we have but nobody knows that we are brother and sister. They believe us to be husband and wife since we already have the same last name. We have a little girl now her name is Sarina Marie and she is seven years old she has no clue that I am not her father and believes me to be. Mary is pregnant again but not by my seed this is a secret that the love of my life and I will take to the grave with us. We have been together now for almost eight years and haven’t seen the rest of our brothers and sister since before that and plan to keep it that way.

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JAKOB AND JESSIE–PART 2

Chapter 1
Once Jakob’s mom had recovered from the shock of her son’s statements she began the short drive home. Jakob was silent but his mind was working. There had been no sex on the long bus ride home from Orlando, just some hand holding and kissing; he and Jessie had talked and talked about their future. They agreed that discussing everything with their parents right away was the best approach. When he and his mom arrived Jakob walked in and told his dad he needed to talk with them. He summarized what had happened on the ride to Orlando, omitting the explicit sexual parts. He told his dad about their plans to attend college and live together, then marry once school was completed. His dad puffed his pipe in contemplation. When Jakob was finished he placed the pipe in its holder and asked if they had been intimate.
Jakob had always been truthful with his parents and had anticipated his father’s question. “Yes, Dad, she was a virgin just like me. It was the second best thing that’s ever happened to me. The first was when she said she loved me.” And then he went on to tell about the rented room he and Jessie had shared.
His dad continued his thinking, puffing his pipe for several minutes before saying, “If this young lady is joining our family I think we ought to meet her, don’t you?”
“Yes, Dad. Thanks,” Jakob exclaimed as he rushed off to bed. When Jakob had gone he turned to his wife asking her, “Have you ever met her? Do you know her or her family?”
“I’ve seen her around school and the stores any number of times, but we’ve never actually met,” she replied tentatively. “I think her father is Harry Holmes. You know– the accountant.”
“Yes…I have met Mr. Holmes. Is she anything like her father?” he inquired further.
“I don’t think so. What’s she like? From what I’ve heard she’s fairly intelligent and gets good grades, too. On a scale of one to ten, she’d be a twelve, at least—tall and thin, good posture, light brown hair just below her shoulders, high cheek bones and skin most women would die for. Oh, yes—the brightest green eyes I’ve ever seen and a body most men would kill for.”
* * * * * * * *
Jessie’s ride home was in stark contrast to Jakob’s. When her mom had arrived she immediately asked Jessie, “OK…how did it go? Did you get anywhere with him?” When Jessie had first told her that she really liked a boy who was just too shy to even talk to her, they had actively discussed how to seduce him. On her ride home she told her mom everything—all the intimate details.
“I knelt on the seat, giving him a really good look at my body. When I turned around I could see he had a huge erection.”
“Oh, my.”
“I checked around—just about everyone was sleeping so I jerked him off.”
“Jessie!”
“Then I licked and sucked up all his semen. There was a lot of it and it tasted really yummy.”
“Oh, dear,” was all her mom could say. That’s how the conversation went all the way home. All in all though she was very accepting of everything Jessie had told her. The big problem would be her father who was known to enjoy bullying people to get his own way. This, too, Jessie had discussed with Jakob. They would stick together whatever he tried.
Chapter 2
The following morning Jakob was up even earlier than his usual 5:30. Once he had finished his chores he cleaned his truck—a 2010 Toyota Tundra– inside and out before breakfast and showering. He paid special attention to his hair, combing it carefully before trying unsuccessfully to tame his ever-present cowlick. He dressed in a solid blue golf shirt and clean khakis with white ankle socks and sneakers. Then he went to pick up Jessie for school. Mrs. Holmes answered the door. He was about to introduce himself when she said, “Good morning, Jakob. C’mon in. Jessie will be down in a minute.” It was just a moment later that Jessie appeared at the top of the stairs dressed in a pale yellow top that emphasized her breasts, held up by two thin spaghetti straps, and a mid-thigh length black skirt. Jessie flashed him quickly while her mom’s back was turned so he could see she was wearing no underwear; her bald pussy was totally exposed and accessible to him. It was clear from her top that she was wearing no bra, either. She hurried down the stairs and ran to Jakob. She held his head while she kissed him, rubbing her breasts against his chest and her leg into his crotch. Once again, Jakob’s body responded strongly, so when Jessie stepped away her mother could clearly see the straining cloth created by his growing erection.
“Oh, my,” Mrs. Holmes exclaimed, “you certainly didn’t exaggerate, did you, Jessie.”
Of course Jakob was mortified. “Uh…I’m sorry, Mrs. Holmes.”
“For what, Jakob?… for being human?…for loving Jessie? There’s no reason to apologize for any of those things. But, Jessie, don’t let him go to school until you’ve taken care of that. You caused it…you deal with it.”
“With pleasure, Mom.”
“Oh, by the way, Mrs. Holmes,” Jakob interrupted, “Jessie and I have some things to do this afternoon so it might be best if I took care of her dinner tonight.”
Jessie looked at him questioningly, but all Jakob would say is…”Two surprises…two surprises.”
They left the house and Jakob opened the passenger door, assisting her up into the seat before buckling her in. By the time he had walked around to his door Jessie had unbuckled her belt and slid across the bench seat to be closer to him. She leaned in for a quick kiss before he started the engine. Jessie rubbed Jakob’s erection slowly but firmly, causing it to throb as it grew in size and firmness.
“You’d better be careful or I’m going to have a very embarrassing accident.”
“Then you’d better find a place where we can fuck—the sooner the better. I’m dripping all over your seat, not to mention my skirt.”
Jakob pulled out of the driveway and up the street. After a few blocks he located an empty lot holding several cars and a large dump truck, all with “For Sale” signs on their windshields. He pulled in closely behind the truck. No sooner had he turned off the ignition than Jessie was out of her belt and had turned to face him. She clutched his head and kissed him. This was no soft gentle kiss. It was hard, hot, and hungry, borne of her overwhelming need for him. When she finally broke the kiss she pulled back just a few inches still clutching his head. “I never believed I could miss someone like I missed you last night,” she whispered to him. She opened his seat belt and pulled him toward her. She removed his pants and straddled him. Jakob moved to penetrate her but she stopped him, placing her hand over his lips. “Let me do it,” she begged him. “Let me work for you.”
Jessie held his rigid cock just below her slit. She was so eager, so hungry for him that her natural lubricating fluids flowed from her cunt like water from a tap. She slowly…very, very slowly…lowered herself onto him. Jessie had learned to love the sensation of Jakob’s cock entering and stretching her vaginal walls. She wanted it to last so she took almost thirty seconds before she felt the tip of his dick brush against her cervix. She stayed motionless in this position for several minutes, feeling her membranes expand to accommodate this rock hard intruder.
Finally, she initiated a slow sinuous motion which rubbed Jakob’s cock over all of her pussy walls, creating friction in spite of her copious fluids which soaked her thighs as well as his abdomen. Her pace quickened as she became hotter, craving completion for both of them. Jessie moved her hands from his shoulders to his hands, guiding them under her top to her firm breasts and hardening nipples which Jakob gladly massaged and pinched. Suddenly, Jakob felt a tiny twitch in her vagina—her orgasm was about to begin. He thrust deep and hard into her again and again. She shuddered and shook explosively as her orgasm took control of her body. Jakob continued his wild thrusts until he shot ONE…TWO…THREE…FOUR…FIVE thick hot rivers of semen, drenching her pussy and womb. His cum and hers leaked from within her down her thighs covering both of them.
They lay there together reveling in the success of their union. Finally, Jakob told her, “I could stay with you like this for hours but we need to get to school.”
“Don’t worry, we can be late.”
“Jessie Holmes,” he kidded, “you’re a very bad influence on me. You’ll ruin my perfect attendance record, for sure.”
“You mean you’ve never been late or absent all year?
“No, I’ve never been either late or absent—not since kindergarten.”
Jessie clung to him for another minute before jumping up and back. “Let’s go. I’m a mess but I can clean up when we get there.”
Jakob reached below the seat and produced a small plastic bag with two clean white towels. “I like to be prepared,” he told her as he passed one to her and wiped his body with the other. They left the lot and arrived at school with only minutes to go before the first bell. They made arrangements to meet at lunch.
Chapter 3
When Jakob had cleared the lunch line he looked all over for Jessie. Eventually he saw her friends waving him over. When he had deposited his tray he noticed them grinning mischievously. “Oh, Jakob, you’ve been really naughty, haven’t you? Jessie was leaking your cum from her pussy all morning. Her thighs were so sticky she had to go to the lav and wash up. We wish we had that problem, we’re so jealous.” Jakob sat and saw Jessie approaching, her inner thighs red from rubbing with the coarse paper towels. Jessie sat and kissed him before they ate. Sally cleared her throat, “I broke up with Joey last night. I got tired of getting no sex from him. I guess the word is out because I got two offers so far this morning. I’m planning on some serious fucking this weekend…thanks to you, Jakob.” He didn’t know what to say so he just smiled in reply. He was actually embarrassed. Sex was something personal and private to him; he would never discuss sex with Jessie with anyone—other than Jessie, that is. After lunch the girls left the table, leaving Jessie and Jakob alone. “So,” Jessie began, “what’s up this afternoon?”
“If I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise, would it? Let’s just say you’ll have a good time and leave it at that, OK?”
After school they met at his truck. Once seated inside Jakob took her hand, kissing the ring he had bought her at Sea World. “I have to ask you to break a promise you made to me.” He removed her silver ring—the one with the kissing dolphins—and put it onto the same finger on her right hand. Jessie seemed to be confused so he continued, “You’re going to need room there for your real engagement ring. That’s surprise number one. Reach into the glove box, will you, please?”
Jessie opened it and found a large manila envelope. “My dad,” Jakob continued, “went to the bank for me this morning.” He took the envelope from her, sliding it into his waist band.
“You don’t have to buy me a ring. I’m happy with this one,” Jessie replied.
“It’s something I want to do. I want everyone to know that we are really serious about each other, not just some goofy kids playing at love.” Jessie looked at him and understood. “You’re right. We know we’re serious but a lot of other people probably don’t believe us. Let’s go. I can’t wait.”
Their town was a small one, not big enough to support a jewelry store, but there was a pawn shop that sold a lot of jewelry among other things. That’s where they would begin their search. Jessie had no idea how much Jakob could afford so she started looking at some rings with tiny diamonds until Jakob shook his head and pointed to some with stones in the one carat range. They finally settled on one about 1.25 carats in a white gold setting. It cost Jakob just over $4,000. Jakob opened the envelope and calmly counted out forty-one hundred dollar bills. There were several more that he returned to the envelope.
Once the ring was sized and cleaned he carefully placed it on her finger saying, “I love you, Jessie, more than I can ever possibly tell you.” A tear came to Jessie’s eye, but it was a tear of sublime happiness. She kissed him and they left the shop.
“ Jakob, that was a wonderful surprise. No wonder I love you so much, but what’s next? Can’t you tell me?”
Jakob opened the truck door for her, climbed in behind her and drove away in silence. He was grinning but Jessie couldn’t figure out what was going on. Finally she said, “Jakob, you know it’s not nice to have secrets from your fiancé.”
“I know,” he replied, “and this is the last one I’ll ever have, but it’s something I have to show you.”
He drove down the highway until he pulled off onto the gravel drive of an abandoned farm. The house looked like something you’d see in an old cowboy movie. The paint was faded and the roof well-worn. There was a low porch that ran the length of the house. “This is the old Webster place. My dad bought it last winter. It’s about 800 acres. We talked this morning at breakfast. He knows we’ve been having sex and, obviously, we’re going to continue. He doesn’t want us doing it in the truck. He thinks it’s too dangerous—too easy to get caught. There have also been some incidents of muggings and robberies in the past few months. I’m sure you’ve seen them in the papers. Anyway, he offered this place to us. We can come here for sex if we want or to spend a weekend, anything we want to do. It has electricity and the water is connected. I know because Dad had me clean it out last week before the trip. I don’t know what he was thinking about at the time but it’s all ours now. Want to go in?” Jessie just smiled in reply.
Jakob helped Jessie up the step to the porch. He opened the door with his key and led Jessie in. The house was small but neat. She could see they were in the living room with an old TV, a worn couch and an upholstered easy chair. One doorway led to a large eat-in kitchen. To the left was a short hallway to the two bedrooms. It was in that direction that she led Jakob. The smaller bedroom with two twin beds was on the left; the larger “master” bedroom was farther down the hall facing the rear of the house. The bathroom entrance was opposite. Jessie walked in to find a double bed with an old iron headboard. The bed looked lumpy and it was, but it would serve them well until a replacement could be found. Jessie wiggled her finger to invite Jakob to follow her. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs, her feet pointing skyward. “OK, fiancé, do your thing; whatever you want, I want it, too.”
Jakob kneeled before her and slowly removed her thong. It had been thoroughly soaked during the morning’s sexcapade. The dried cum made the cloth stiff like cardboard. He lifted it over her heels and got down to work. He placed his tongue just in front of her ass and licked forward. He ran his tongue over her soft smooth labia. She responded with a soft mewing sound as he moistened her pussy with his saliva. Jessie gripped his head forcing his tongue into her slit. Jakob could taste her fluids as she self-lubricated. This was ambrosia—nectar of the gods. He drove his tongue deep into her in search of her delectable pussy juice. Using his tongue he fucked her hard and fast. “Ohmygod,” Jessie squealed. She thought she was in heaven when Jakob slipped his finger into her ass. “Oh, fuck me! That feels so good. Fuck me with your tongue. Fuck my ass. Put another finger in me…PLEASE!!”
Jessie was panting rapidly. Her eyes couldn’t focus. She stared vacantly toward the ceiling. She could feel the pressure rise in her cunt and spread throughout her body. Jakob was working her hard when she contorted her body in a spasm of euphoria; that spasm lifting her almost a foot off the bed, the springs groaning when she fell exhausted and drained, covered in sweat and cum. She relaxed for several minutes while she recovered. Jakob kissed her inner thighs, licking her clean, sucking up her juices as they leaked from her cunt. Finally, he kissed her pussy and rose to lie next to her. It didn’t take long for Jessie to discover how aroused he was. His erection jabbed into her side.
“Oh, I guess you really enjoy eating my pussy. You’re even more turned on than I am. She reached down to stroke him. She gripped his rock hard cock through his pants. Jakob groaned in response. Jessie leaned over so she could unbuckle his belt and slide his pants down and off his legs. His cock stood up pushing the leg of his boxers aside. When Jessie fingered his cock her touch was electric. The cock leaped up several inches in response. “Lie back, Tiger. Let’s see what I can do with this.”
Jakob did as he was told. He lay back as Jessie moved between his legs. She cupped his balls, rubbing them tenderly. She licked each testicle getting exactly the reaction she wanted—Jakob moaned in ecstasy. Jessie moved up, leaned forward, and licked his enormous cock from base to tip. She pushed her tongue into the hole at the head just before taking the head into her mouth. If Jakob had felt pleasure before, now he felt as though he were soaring through the heavens. Every part of his body tingled with delight. Jessie was only able to get about a third of his cock into her mouth. She resolved to practice, practice, practice until she could deep throat him. What fun that would be! She sucked and moved her head up and down, her mouth simulating her cunt. When she heard Jakob utter a loud “UGGHHH” she knew he was about to explode. She took a deep breath so she could swallow all of his cum, and she did it just in time. Jakob rammed five huge splurts of cum straight into her throat. When he had finished she slowly licked his cock clean, even pulling the last few drops from his tip. She then kissed the cock that had given both of them so much pleasure, and leaped onto the bed, falling into Jakob’s embrace.
They rested for almost an hour, slowly regaining their strength, recovering from their sexual ordeal. Then Jakob rose on one elbow, leaned down to kiss his lover, “Hungry?” he whispered.
“Famished, any ideas?”
“Sure, we could go out or bring in—Chinese, pizza, whatever you want.”
They decided to get pizza delivered. While they waited Jessie had some questions for Jakob. “Jakob, I love my ring, but are you sure you can afford it? I would have been satisfied with something much smaller.”
“I told you once that I don’t throw my money around, but what I didn’t tell you is that I do have a fair amount of money. My grandfather left me over $100,000. My dad had two brothers who died young—one in Vietnam, the other in a bad car collision—so he was Grandpa’s only heir, other than me. Also, I’ve been working on our farm and others since I’ve been ten. You know my dad has the largest farm in the area. He has a lot of equipment the smaller farmers can’t afford so he rents it out when they need it. It comes complete with an operator—me! Dad gives me sixty percent of what he charges so my share is usually somewhere between 500 and 700 dollars a day. I have to work long hours, but it’s worth it. I’ve cleared at least $20,000 a year for the past eight years. Of course, I invested it. At first my dad managed the money, but three years ago he turned all that over to me. I’ve done pretty well—averaged more than ten percent a year. So, anyway, I plan to pay my own way through college and grad school and we should have more than enough to get us started once we’re married.”
When he finished he looked at Jessie. She just sat there in awe of him. “The more I learn about you, the more incredible I find you are,” she said finally. “How lucky can I get?” They started to hug, which led to a kiss, which might have led to more, had the pizza delivery not interrupted them. After their dinner Jessie excused herself to the bathroom. She laughed when she saw the old fashioned tub on legs. It looked pretty big, though, and that gave her some ideas. But they would have to wait. Now she had to go home. She knew she would miss Jakob more than ever. She could hardly wait until they could be together.
Chapter 4
Jessie was invited to meet Jakob’s parents on Saturday afternoon. She was really nervous when Jakob picked her up. Jakob introduced her and her nervousness melted away when his mom hugged her. Jakob’s dad, however, just stood there with his hands on his hips. “I will have to talk to Anna about the lies she’s been telling about you. She told me you were a twelve on a scale of ten. You’re easily a fifteen! I’m glad my son has such good taste.”
“Thank you, Mr. Johannson.”
“That’s something we’re going to have to change. I can’t have any daughter-in-law calling me ‘Mr.’”
“Can I call you ‘Dad?’ Is that OK?” she asked.
“Much better. Now, how about a hug?”
Jessie gave her new dad a big hug and when she pulled back she noticed a large lump in his pants. “So that’s where he gets it from,” she thought. Dinner was steaks cooked on the grill with baked potatoes, baked beans, and corn on the cob. Jakob did the honors cooking the steaks, something that once again surprised Jessie. She wondered if she would ever know the full extent of his abilities.
During dinner Jakob’s father commented, ”I see you’re making good use of the Webster place. That’s good. I’m glad. You are both young and healthy. You should be enjoying each other.” Jessie was a little embarrassed by his frankness but saw that Jakob took it in stride. She assumed correctly that they had a very open relationship just as she had with her mom. She tried to help with the clean-up after dinner, but Jakob’s mom told her, “I’ll do this. Then I’ll take care of that lump in Sven’s pants. You two go and take care of each other.”
Jakob drove to their new hideaway. He led her into the kitchen where he slowly removed their clothes. They stood naked in the moonlight as they moved together for a kiss. Jessie loved the way Jakob’s tongue sought hers and wrestled in their mouths. She was a bit surprised when jakob lifted her onto the counter top. He moved her legs up onto his shoulders, a movement that placed her pussy directly in line with his throbbing cock. He was leaking pre-cum which he rubbed into Jessie’s slit, not that she needed any extra lubrication. Her pussy was soaking wet. Jakob pushed his hips forward, sliding his cock easily into her velvet tunnel. Jessie pulled his head forward so they could kiss as they fucked. Jakob could feel Jessie squeeze her vaginal muscles, increasing his pleasure. He licked two fingers then pushed them into her ass. “Oh, yes, Jakob. I love that. Fuck me with your fingers. I can’t wait until you stick your cock in there. I hope it will happen soon.” Jakob pulled his cock out and rubbed his tip against Jessie’s swollen clit. It was only seconds before she came so hard she squirted all over him. They both laughed. “We’ll have to remember how to do that. I’ve never done it before. It felt so great. Now let’s take care of you.”
Jessie slipped off the counter and bent forward in front of Jakob, her hands on the counter. Jakob grabbed her by the hips; his cock slid right into her hot silky hole. Jessie pushed back, forcing him deeply into her. As Jakob thrust forward, Jessie pushed back. They had never fucked like this before but it was only seconds before they had coordinated their efforts with great effectiveness. When Jessie felt his cock throb she pulled off, spun around, and pulled his cock into her mouth just in time to swallow his entire load. She licked their combined fluids from his cock enjoying her own taste as much as she relished his. “I’m determined to get all of this cock into my mouth,” she told Jakob. “I want to practice every day, OK?”
“Only if I can practice on you at the same time.”
“It’s a deal!”
While Jakob and Jessie were satisfying each other his mom had just started the dishes when Sven, her husband, came into the kitchen. He stood behind her, raised her skirt, and put his hand on her ass. Anna had a good body for a woman of her age—almost forty. She was tall and thin with small breasts and narrow hips. Her ass was round and her abdomen flat. Most importantly she made maximum use of her assets. She squirmed her ass back into Sven’s hand. “Go ahead, stick your finger in my ass. Get me ready for your cock.”
“Ah, Anna, you know what I like, don’t you.”
“I know you liked rubbing against Jessie. I’m going to have to keep a close eye on you, I think.”
“She is a beauty, I have to admit. In some ways I envy Jakob. But I’m more than satisfied with you, my dear.”
“You’d better be,” she kidded as she led him into the bedroom, his finger still up her ass. Anna pulled her blouse over her head, undid her bra, and threw her skirt onto the floor. She knelt on the bed and bent forward, inviting her husband to fuck her pussy or ass. Sven dropped his pants revealing a monster cock, even bigger than Jakob’s. It was oozing pre-cum which he rubbed into his wife’s slit. Anna was already lubed up and ready for sex. She reached back and pulled his cock into her pussy. “Put it there first to get it lubed up then I want you in my ass and I want it hard.”
Sven placed his hands on her waist so he could pull himself all the way into her. When they were first married Anna feared sex because of his mammoth size but years of experience and the birth of their child had made his entry much easier. Sven loved the feel of his wife, the contractions he felt when she flexed her muscles. Sven pumped her hard and fast and when he was ready he pulled out, moved his cock up and pressed against her sphincter. Sven was so large there was no way this wasn’t going to hurt initially, but that pain would quickly yield to intense pleasure as his rock hard cock pressed against the thousands of nerve endings lining her anus. She grunted as he made entry. Sven knew from years of experience that he needed to wait now for her to recover. She would signal him when she was ready. After a few minutes Anna pushed back, forcing his cock deep into her ass. “Fuck me hard, Sven. Fuck me hard!” Sven pushed his cock all the way into her bowel then withdrew before ramming home again. He repeated this savage motion over and over until his balls started to clench. “Anna, I’m close.” She pulled off him and took his cock into her mouth so she could swallow his offering. She had never objected to the taste of her ass because she loved the taste of his cum so much. Anna was an oral junkie. She’d put almost anything into her mouth, especially after it had been either in her pussy or her ass. Sven lunged forward as his first stream of creamy cum hit her tonsils. He repeated several times, filling Anna’s mouth with creamy cum. She showed it to him before swallowing and licking him clean.
“You know, Anna, I think I’ll keep you.”
The following day Jakob went to meet Jessie’s parents for dinner. He had already met her mom, of course. When introduced to her father who had a reputation for rudeness and bullying he said, “Pleased to meet you, sir,” and extended his hand. Mr. Holmes ignored this gesture, instead staring into space.
During dinner the expected interrogation began. “I assume you’re infatuated by having sex with my daughter, like all of her other boy friends.”
“Sir, I won’t lie to you. Jessie and I are having sex together, but I assure you that she was a virgin just like me.”
“I find that hard to believe. Just take a look at her.”
“I love looking at her. She’s beautiful. But you’ll have to take my word about the other part.”
Howard changed his direction of attack. “I’m sure you know that Jessie is in the top ten percent of her class, ranked 25th out of, what is it, two hundred and fifty something? I can’t imagine you could possibly meet such a high standard.”
“Actually, sir—I’m number six which would put me around the top 3 percent.”
Her father just glared. Jessie was upset that he was being so rude. “Why do you think you are good enough for my daughter?”
“Well, sir,” Jakob started, trying to be polite and respectful, “the truth is… I don’t think I am good enough for her… but for some reason she thinks I am,…and that’s what really matters.”
Now her dad was becoming angry. This conversation was not going as he had planned. “Well, I hate to tell you this, but I can’t really see Jessie as a farmer’s wife.”
“I agree with you, sir. But your concern is moot since I’m not planning on being a farmer.”
“You’re not?” It was Jessie who was surprised to hear this.
“No… for several reasons. First, my dad is young—only 42—so I expect him to work for at least another 25 to 30 years. I wouldn’t be taking over the farm for a long time. Second, the family farm is becoming an anachronism. The future of farming is in big corporations like ConAgra that can afford all the expensive equipment and are big enough to diversify and take advantage of economy of scale. I’ve spoken to several of their local executives. They run into a lot of Ag grads and a lot of business grads but very few with both sets of skills. That’s why I plan to have a dual major—agriculture and business. I’ll get my MBA once I graduate.”
“You seem to have an answer for everything. A real know-it-all, aren’t you?”
“No, sir, there are probably millions of questions I couldn’t answer, but I was able to answer the ones you asked.”
Howard Holmes was accustomed to getting his own way at all costs. So far he wasn’t getting his way at all and he wasn’t happy. He played his ace in the hole. “I don’t think you are right for my daughter and I don’t like this relationship. I especially don’t like the idea of you seducing my daughter and coercing her to have sex with you.”
“Daddy! That just isn’t true. If anyone did any seducing it was me that did it. Jakob doesn’t have to coerce me—I love doing it with him. And, the truth is that I’m not good enough for him. We came here hoping to get your blessing…”
“Well, you’re not getting it, and if you persist in this relationship I’ll cut you off without a cent. Then where will you be?”
“Mr. Holmes, I’m more than happy to pay for Jessie’s education and support her. I’m paying my own way through college and I can afford to cover both of us.”
“Really? Where would a bum like you get that kind of money—steal it?”
“Daddy!”
“No, sir,” stated Jakob calmly, “I’ve been working and saving since I was ten. You can keep your money. We don’t want or need it.”
That was the final straw for Howard Holmes. “I’ve had enough of you. Get out!”
Before Jakob could say anything Jessie put her hand on his arm and stood. There was a tear on her cheek but steel in her eyes. “Daddy, you just don’t get it. We came here to ask for your blessing but with or without it we are going forward together. Unfortunately, it looks like you won’t be a part of it. Jakob has made me very happy, happier than I could ever imagine being. I want to be with him and I’m going to be with him whether you like it or not. Let’s go, Jakob. I’m sorry, Mom.” She took Jakob’s hand and they left the house.
They drove silently to the Webster house—their house now. Jakob stopped the truck and turned to Jessie. “ I don’t want to be the reason for you losing your family.”
Jessie took his hands in hers. “Jakob, we’re going to talk about this now—once and only once. You are not the cause of this. You actually had nothing to do with it. It’s just how my father operates. He always has to be in total control. I’m the one who made the decision to leave and I’d make it every time. I love you and my father is an asshole. We can live here. OK, we’ll need a new bed, but otherwise it’ll be fine. Plus… I will have a family—yours.”
They exited the truck. This time, at the door Jakob swooped Jessie into his arms and carried her through. He carried her straight to bed where they held each other until they fell asleep.
Meanwhile, at the Holmes residence Mrs. Holmes sat at the table in silence, glaring at her husband. Finally, she spoke. “You’ve been bullying people for years and getting away with it. I can’t believe you did it to your own daughter. You’re a sick, sick person. This was my parents’ home. The deed is in my name. Pack a bag and get out—now–before I call the police and have you removed. I’ll send the rest of your things to your office. You and I are finished.“
Chapter 5
Jakob and Jessie woke early the next morning, aching from the lumpy mattress and hungry. There was nothing in the house except a few cans of Coke. Jakob used his cell to call his dad. To his surprise he knew all about the fiasco of the previous evening. “Mr. Holmes called here last night ranting about how you were destroying his daughter, insisting that the relationship end.”
“What did you do, Dad?”
“I told him I was looking forward to Jessie joining our family. He went ballistic. Later on Mrs. Holmes called and told us that she had thrown him out. She was concerned for Jessie. I told her she would be safe with you, but Jessie should call her sometime today.”
Jakob told Jessie about the calls. She sat in the kitchen, head in her hands. “Are you OK?” he asked.
“Yes, Jakob, actually I’ve never been better. But I’ve been thinking. I don’t want to get married after college. I want to get married now. I’m worried about what my father will do. I’m sure he’s furious at both of us. If we’re married there won’t be anything he can do. We’re both old enough so we don’t need anyone’s permission.”
“I think you’re right, but we have to agree—no children until we have both finished school. We both need our education—me to support us, you in case something were to happen to me. Agreed?”
“Yes, and it will give us lots of time to practice, practice, practice. Speaking of which, I didn’t get any last night, and neither did you.” She took Jakob’s hand and led him back to the bedroom. Jakob was hard by the time she pushed him onto the bed. “I told you I wanted to get all of you in my mouth. Now is a great time to practice. Jessie knelt in front of him, stroked his huge cock, and began licking it—all around the swollen head—before putting her lips around it. She pushed it into her mouth until she gagged then moved it back out just a little. Again she pushed it in. It filled her mouth so she ran her tongue along the shaft to increase his enjoyment. In and out she continued. Her gagging decreased as her mouth grew more and more accustomed to it. She had managed to get more than half of it in when she felt the cock shudder. A deep breath held her while she gladly received the results of his orgasm. His cum sprayed straight into her stomach. She felt she could really get to love doing this. Slowly she pulled a good six inches from her mouth. “Progress,” she said. “I’m getting there. Soon I’ll be able to take all of you.”
“You don’t have to, you know. I have no complaints about anything you’ve done for me. In fact, I love everything you’ve done, but now it’s my turn.” He pulled her up to the bed situating her at the edge. He knelt on the floor pushing her legs up. She was shocked when he put his tongue on her asshole. Slowly he teased her by running his tongue all around her sphincter before pushing on its center. If Jessie was surprised at her rim job she was astonished when he pushed his tongue into her anus. “Oh…oh…oh damn. Jakob, that feels so fucking good…so fucking good.” Jakob started to fuck her ass with his tongue, just as he had done with her pussy. There are many more nerve endings in the anus than in the vagina so this sensation was extremely intense—pure and total pleasure. “I don’t care if it hurts. I want your cock in me. Do it now. I want it, no, I demand it. Do it now.”
Jakob rose and moved to the bed stand for some lube which he applied liberally to his cock and to Jessie’s asshole. He slowly applied pressure and Jessie pressed against him. Gradually he forced his way into her ass. She cried with the pain but it passed quickly and she pushed again against the intruder. Jakob’s cock eased its way into her bowel, touching flesh never before touched by any living thing. Jessie thought it felt wonderful. She felt completely stretched and filled—a sensation she had never before experienced but wanted again and again. Jessie’s ass was understandably incredibly tight so it took no time at all for Jakob to cum again. This was another sensation Jessie loved—the feeling of hot cum exploding into her bowel. When jakob pulled out she had a gaping hole through which his cum poured. She put her fingers to her ass and scooped up as much as she could, shoveling it into her mouth. Jakob was almost totally drained but he still wanted to get Jessie off—to do for her what she had undertaken for him. He placed his mouth over her swollen clit and sucked, pulling her button between his teeth, licking as he sucked. She felt as though her entire being had exploded in complete rapture. As she collapsed onto the lumpy bed she pulled Jakob to her. “I’m going to miss this bed,” she whispered just before falling again into a delicious sleep.
Chapter 6
Both Jakob and Jessie had exams the next day. They had studied together in the old Webster kitchen. It was good for both of them as their skills and knowledge meshed effectively. At the end of the day they drove to the town hall for a marriage license. They were just mounting the steps when Jessie’s father appeared behind them.
“You—Johannson! You’ve ruined everything I have. You destroyed my marriage and my life. I’m going to settle the score now if it’s the last thing I do.”
“Excuse me for disagreeing,” said Jakob, “but you did all that yourself. And I believe it just may be the last thing you do.”
Enraged, Howard Holmes lunged toward Jakob, running up the steps, a large knife in his hand. “Jakob!” Jessie yelled but it was unnecessary. Jakob had seen the knife and was ready. It was a match of a flabby 49 year old accountant against a toned 18 year old farm boy. As Holmes brought the knife down to stab him Jakob intercepted the blow, gripping his arm with his hand. Jakob squeezed his arm so hard Howard’s eyes bulged from the pain; Jakob’s other hand found its way around Howard’s throat. Slowly Jakob forced the older man down until he fell on the steps, the knife bouncing away on the concrete as he rolled down the steps gasping for breath and totally defeated. It was only a moment before the police arrived to arrest Howard Holmes on more charges than Jakob and Jessie could count. Nobody in the town was the least bit sorry or upset to learn of Howard’s fate, so hated was he for the way he had treated the townspeople for years.
It was the next day when hand in hand Jakob and Jessie climbed the stairs to the license bureau and their future together.

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The Bradford Family Saga (end)

“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
*************************
Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
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I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
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