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At the Races

Peter is looking back on his life, one happy memory from his childhood always springs to mind first!

Daddy, Fuck Me

This is a story about a girl who is sexually frustrated and wants to fuck her father. If you don’t like this genre, please don’t read it and critisize.

WHY I CROSSED THE ROAD?

Why did I cross the road?
Ans: Because my dick was in the chicken.

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Arthur and Ellie

When Arthur’s cousin Ellie comes to visit, he finds out that the crush he’s had on her for years is more mutual than he suspected!

Reflections – Joanne, a dream

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— Room 431— [REM]
Phil is a master at BBQ’ and we all loved his annual feast; every August he and Margi indulged us.
This time round there were some extras. A few big wigs were in town; potential customers. A BIG-BIG deal was in the works… so these potential clients were brought to Phil’s BBQ…, a definite feather in Phil’ cap.
The meal was the usual, delicious. The booze flowed as usual… NO shortage of piss-tanks working for Brwoen-Grund Engineering and Development.
The number two man in Development is Joanne’ husband Lester. He is to be bumped up the ladder and take lead if this deal goes thru… Apparently it’s close. I was talked to but nothing more…
I guess I can take solace in being considered though. Truth be known I am happy for Lester, for one I have been thinking of leaving Brwoen-Grund… BUT, I digress.
There were three guys here from ‘B-F-H’ Corp. All of whom attended Phil’ BBQ…and all unaccompanied middle aged men.
It must have been about 11PM when things turned…from my perspective. By this time of night about half the people had gone home…the drunks stayed on.
There were people on the deck enjoying this beautiful summer night. The rest, six of us including me were inside… Margi was in the kitchen, which left Joanne with me and the other four-men in the living room… Margi returned to the living room. I was about to leave but she asked me to stay;
“There is going to be something special happening and you will like it”.
“What”? I asked… she just winked and left for more drinks.
I looked about; Lester was there, shit faced to be sure. One of the three special guests was there. I knew the other two had gone back to their hotel… Business they said. Phil, Margi and myself… Joanne was sitting in a chair quiet.
My mouth dropped when Jo got up, moved in front of this Big Wig from ‘B-F-H’ and undid his zipper. Dropping to her knees she pulled out his cock and began sucking on it.
I turned and walked out of the living room. This was Phil and Margi’s place and I couldn’t believe they would let this happen in their home. I joined the crowd gathered outside…There must have been 15 or 16 people on the deck.
I threw-back-a- fuckin-beer…, chug a lugged the hole fucking thing.
I was fuckin mad…I liked Joanne…always wanted to fuck Lester’s wife. That’s the kind of guy I am.
Lester’ wife is lovely woman and I had a thing for her.
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Joanne…I usually call her Jo;
Jo is in her early forty’s; she’ maybe 5’4”…somewhat heavy set, not unpleasant to look at…her legs are heavy with corresponding hips and ass. She wears her dark brown hair short, combed back on the sides.
Jo has ‘B’ tits for sure. I saw one of her bra’s one time when we were at their home, and being me I checked it out. BUT; other than some leg, nothing from Jo; she’s a conservative dresser and always acts the lady.
Her blue grey eyes are kind…even loving, if eyes can be described that way.
Other than her personality the thing, or should I say things I liked best about Jo are her ass and her front. Her pubic bone and stomach muscle protrude in such a way that any tight clothing she wears shows her dominate pubic bulge. I’ve only seen Jo in slacks once, and wow, does she have a nice box.
If that was all, fine, I would have left it at that. BUT Jo is a very beautiful human being and that intrigues me… I want to feel my cock in her…I want to make her cum…I want to dirty Jo. [I have a slutty rep and it’s well deserved]
So I had a thing for another man’s wife, who doesn’t. I had built this up in my mind though and when I saw Jo on her knees in front of this pot bellied fucker I got upset. My fantasy was broken. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
Eventually I got into a conversation with some of the people outside.
I guess it might have been a half hour or so when Margi came by asking me to come inside. By now almost everyone had left.
The aftermath;
Lester had to be poured into bed. Phil was in the process of closing up. That left a handful of people including Margi, Jo and myself. Jo wasn’t much better off that her husband Lester.
A hell of fucking way to get a contract I thought, I was pissed at Lester, and everyone else who had anything to do with my dream being smashed.
I heard Margi and turned;
“Bob, I need help with Joanne … I am going to put her in the bedroom downstairs…She deserves the best”.
Tis true. The downstairs bedroom was the best in-the house, the newest anyway. I’d spent a couple of nights in that room sleeping one off myself.
Phil had renovated a few years back. His basement Reno-was my first contract job in construction, helping old Phil as I called him. We hit if off pretty good and have been friends ever since.
I loved contracting and that is why I am considering leaving Brwoen-Grund.
Phil’s about 10 years older than his wife, Margi… Jeez, that is nothing considering both Margi and Jo are more than 20 years older than I. But I love fucking woman. It’s the quality of the woman that gives her – her worth, not her age, in my opinion.
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Joanne and my history;
About two years back I was feeling pretty good and acting the pig at the same time. As the night wore on I got horny, Jo was the object of my lust. I more or less ask her if I could fuck her. She slapped my face, and deservedly so…
She came to me about a half hour later and apologizes for hitting me, that’s the kind of woman she is… Ever since that apology I have had an intense desire to fuck her, orally, vaginally and anally…I even thought of raping her. She is something in my view.
I treated her with a hell of allot more respect after that but I was seducing her every time I had a chance. A contradiction, maybe; but I want her.
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Now, here I am helping her drunken soul to a room downstairs in the basement. Just me and a drunken woman… doh! Every fuckin man takes some advantage of that scenario.
“Can you handle her Bob”, Margi ask me.
“I think so”, I said.
“I’ll be down to check-on ya in a bit, gotta help Phil first”. Margi says, with a wink. “Oh Bob, leave some for me… I’ll be bringing my strap-on”.
With that she turned and left to help her husband.
I was stunned, and did not know whether she was serious, giving me a warning or the go ahead to fuck her long time friend. I didn’t know if any of the afore mentioned were true; I knew my dream or fantasy of getting to know more about Jo was going to happen in about five minutes.
Jo handled herself quite well for a woman that was in-the-bag. Better than I’d thought she would, or had hoped. But then again women usually do don’t they.
I lent her my hand whilst she traversed the stairs. After that she was more or less on her own. I followed at close quarters in case she fell.
Jo was wearing open toe-d heels, strap-less. I thought for sure she would take a tumble. NOPE. I can’t walk in those fuckin things sober; she did it pissed to the gills. ‘Chicks, they got some shit going’.
She made her way to the bedroom unceremoniously and entered, with me right behind her. I got a hard-on just watching her walk. She turned to shut the door and I walked right into the bedroom. Turning I closed the door.
Jo looked at me through her drunken haze and said something… I assumed NO. Had she said anything at all before tonight I would have left.
It was different now, and the tilt of her head told me she knew it. I had more of a right to fuck her after she given head to that pot bellied fucker than before when her reputation was flawless.
She stood there in that bedroom presenting her case and doing a damn fine job of it. Her slurring had miraculously disappeared. I stood there teetering on leaving when I decided that I would never have better chance.
I took one, two steps towards her. She’d taken a step back by the time I had my hands on hers; pulling her to me. She pushed back but I was not letting her go. She was drunk so her struggling wasn’t what it should have been.
I held her close to me hugging Jo for the first time; she was not one to give out hugs to people. Or maybe it was just me because I’d asked for a fuck. Whatever the case she felt very comfortable in my arms, a good fit. I let out a sigh, a moan…It just happened.
She looked at me without struggling;
“Why do you like me so much Bob”?
“Your a good woman Jo, sexy, loving…kind of hot…I love your ass”.
“But I am so much older than you Bobby”.
“A fine wine Jo…, tastes better with age”.
I had been holding her thru this conversation and getting quite used to it. She seemed resigned to being in my arms.
“Maybe vinegar Bob”…, A pause from Jo; then came a smile; “Gin tonight anyway”
With the hand I had on her upper back I moved the wide strap of her dress off her right shoulder, baring her from shoulder to neck. My mouth kissed her shoulder and lower neck before she had time to push the strap back-in-place.
She’ an older woman but her skin looked delicious and my lips danced across her as they tasted Jo’s body for the first time.
“Don’t Bobby, please”.
I spun Jo around; my right hand taking hold of her throat. My arm crossed her chest, mostly going between her tits, and holding her tight to me. Her wide soft ass pressing into me… God it felt good.
“You destroyed my fantasy tonight Jo”. I said, still bitter.
“I’m sorry”, she said…Offering no further explanation.
“I want compensation for my broken dreams”. I said being flippant. “The least you can do is let me feel you tits”.
“Don’t Bobby, please don’t”, she said.
My left arm slipped about her waist so my left hand could grab he right hip bone. Pulling her ass tight to me I pressured her throat forcing Jo up on her toes…lifting her ass higher. I ground my hard cock into that ass of hers, both of us fully dressed.
Jo never did a thing; Jo never said a thing. I rubbed my hard cock against her ass for half a minute, more or less.
—-the softness and the feeling of my cock rubbing in her crack…those cheeks felt fuckin fantastic.
“UGGH… Fuck you’re so hot I wanna rape you”. [Booze talking mostly]
Her hands grabbed my arm crossing her chest, pulling at it trying to free her throat. I humped her for a few seconds more then let her down. She gasped for air, but never said a thing.
My left hand moved the strap off her left shoulder; trying the same maneuver on that shoulder. Jo was too quick for me this time and had her dress strap back-up before I could kiss her.
Her right hand was trapped by my hug. But her left hand was free to interfere with my seduction of her.
Making room, I took Jo’ left arm forcing it behind her back. I placed her hand on my crotch, pressing it against my erection. I heard a sound come from her mouth, and it didn’t start out with, “Bob don’t”…
Jo’ fingers squeeze my erection.
I waited a few seconds as she felt my cock before slipping her dress strap off her shoulder again. This time there was no interference.
— Her dress had a semi -‘V’ style neckline so the dress sagged without the strap holding it in place.
Looking down I saw the upper swell of her breast. Her skin looked perfect from this angle. I liked what I saw… allot, mmmm!
— Forbidden fruit!
I heard a slight giggle and wondered if Jo was giggling over the feel of my cock or my delight at the sight of her breast. In either case I slipped a finger under her bra strap and moved it off her shoulder. Jo flinched at this move but nothing more…down the strap went. I pulled at it slightly moving the cup away from her breast.
—- AND there stood her nipple, erect and light brown in color, with a shadow of pink were it connected to her areola.
—- I looked at her nipple, studying it, loving its beauty. I was about to move my hand to it when Jo turned around. She spoke not at word but the expression on her face said it load and clear;
‘Undo your zipper for me please’?
—- I undid my zipper and watched her drop to her knees…taking my cock in her hand she toyed with it for a while, she played with it…staring at it as she did so.
—- I watched my cock disappear into her mouth…she sampled the tip…then more…
—-I watched her take the entire length of it into her mouth…working it in deep and out…licking the tip…the sides…touching my balls…
She got more and more excited…her head moving faster, her passion increasing.
Jo loves my young cock…her head bobbing…twisting…moving about…sucking my cock in every possible way she can in her loving mouth.
She pulls back and looks up at me… Her eyes filled with lust;
“Don’t go yet bobby, I don’t want to stop…God you taste good”.
I don’t know how I managed but I held on for a bit longer.
—- She could tell I was struggling. Jo looked at me with those beautiful lust filled eyes; my cock buried deep in that warm wet opening below her nose. She nodded and closed her eyes, sucking harder…caving her cheeks.
She moaned when I started to fill her mouth; lips sealing any gaps keeping all the white creamy liquid in.
My head tipped back… I fuckin spas-‘d … shaking all over…my thrusts were short jabs inside her mouth…her beautiful warm wet mouth. I held JO’s head tight …jerking as each shot of cum found her waiting mouth.
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… Room 431…
—- Bob awoke to the sound of the phone. Looking at phone the thru sleepy eyes Bob noticed the buttons labeled in French.
Ah…, Bouton-poussoir;
“Mr. Smythe, this is your morning wakeup call”, a recorded voice said.
Lying in bed he thought of how things change. As a younger man he never needed wake-up calls.
Bob knew he should get up and shower, 10AM was not that far off and he had important business matters to attend to this day.
—- Resting his head Bob thought about the dream he’d had, and was rudely awakened from by the phone…
JOANNE! The dream seemed so real.
One night they had, and yet he never ever forgot that bj…or her box for that matter.
His cock had never received such passionate attention before or since that night, and Bob had had allot of bj’s over the years.
AND Jo’ box…remembering how much he enjoyed eating her. Bob knew he’d made a big deal about Joanne and that added to the thrill. What a night it was to have a dream come true.
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Bob Smythe looked in the mirror at his reflection…, straightening his tie. Reflecting upon a time in his youth when few things made an impact on him. Bob had become a bit cold-hearted by the time he was 20 …, but that night with Jo was one that did impact him.
Bob smiled; she had slipped away in the night. For years Bob had thought it was so she wouldn’t be caught by her husband.
Bob maintained contact with Phi, Margi, Lester and Jo over the years. Even as his staggering wealth grew Bob never forgot his friends, any of them. It must have been over a decade later when Jo explained her motive for sneaking away in the night; highly flattering to himself it was.
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Bob finished checking out and walked over to the front entry of the hotel. He stood patiently waiting for his limo.
Joanne, he thought. His mind going back to a particular visit he’d had with her.
—- They’d been coffee-ing for over an hour. Bob an Jo had allot to catch up; it had been awhile since their last visit.
—- “Bobby, remember our special night “? Jo said.
—-“Yes Jo, of course I do”.
—-“Did you ever wonder why I snuck out on you during the night”?
—-“I presumed so you wouldn’t get caught by Lester”.
—-“Well that was a side benefit I suppose. No Bob the real reason was you”.
He remembered how she dragged it-out taking time to sip her coffee. She had fun with Bob Smythe that day he mused; that wicked smile gave that away.
She continued;
“I was a middle-age woman in love with a beautiful young man…, whose cock I’d just sucked, and loved sucking more than anything else I had done”.
She paused again, sipping her coffee…, and then smiled before continuing;
“NO Bobby”, she said…”I had been in love with you for a long time and I knew that if I stayed with you all night, as I wanted to do so desperately…in the morning all you would’ve had to do was ask me to go with you and I would have”.
She paused again but now there was a tear in her eyes;
“I never wanted anything so badly in my life Bob. And I suppose I was equally afraid you would not ask me to run away with you”.
Jo whipped her eyes;
—“That is why I left during the night. It took every ounce of strength I had Bob to leave that bed. I cried all the way upstairs’… It broke my heart to go Bobby”.
Another pause;
“There was many a night I lay awake in bed wishing you would have woken and pulled me back into that BED; so many times Bobby”.
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Bob stepped into the Limo and gave the driver instructions. AS the vehicle moved along the though-fare he thought about Joanne again;
—- After her revelation Bob recalled his reply;
“It’s been ten years Jo; I’m a different man now. [Pause]
In answering your un-asked question Jo…, you mean allot to me. Knowing how I felt about you at that time, when I was 20”.
[My turn to pause, not to tease her but to choose my words]
“Had I known how you felt about me Jo, I would have run off with you. Hell, I probably would have kidnapped you”.
Jo sat in her chair with tears in her eyes.
Jo was in her mid-fifties at the time of the visit. She had gained weight, not allot. Lester was past his fucking years so Jo was left alone sexually. [This I picked up from our conversation]
After some teasing I walked to her side of the table and dropped my drawers’. Her reaction was priceless; and so was the sucking. Ten years after and she could give good head.
Jo’ enthusiasm for sucking cocks is unmatched in my experience. I stood watching this woman whom meant so much to me work my cock with her mouth.
AS she tired I took her hand and hauled her off to bed. She was too embarrassed to have her top taken off, weight issues. BUT Jo’s pussy was exactly the same marvel it had been years earlier. I just had to fuck it.
After the excitement of penetration and her shyness…we slow fucked. This was only the second time in her life she was with a man other that her husband; even though it was the same man.
I encouraged her to go slow and get everything she could out of it. I intended to do the same. Our bodies worked together, moving to extract the most we could from one another.
I know she enjoyed herself. She told me afterward that it was the best sex she’d had since our last time together. I felt pretty good inside.
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Bob thought; Jo’ pussy was pretty-much the same as any other pussy’ he’d fucked over the years. The difference is that it was Jo’… in this way and this way only Bob could touch Jo most intimately. The way only her husband could, and no other man. He loved bringing her to a peak…feeling her body thrust beneath him…her gasps…her moans… and her OMG’s…but mostly HER loss of control.
AND yes, her pussy. Jo [Joanne] just felt like the perfect fuck. The way Jo moved her ass…such a strong need in her when they’d fucked.
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Bob smiled as he thought about Jo’ pussy. He couldn’t count the number of times he’d be fucking some woman and compared her pussy to Joanne’s.
THE limo stopped. Bob looked out and saw a middle aged woman walking. He liked the way she walked. Some women have that intriguing sway to their gait, most do not. He watched her as she walked and had a strong urge to fuck her.
‘With my money I could easily corrupt her Bob said to himself’.
He was feeling very evil today…all this Joanne stuff had opened a gate for a demon long caged in a dark recess of his mind.
Bob was just about to instruct the driver to turn so he could go on foot and approach that woman when his Blackberry chimed. ‘
Answering; “Hello Sally…, long time honey”.
“Too long I think. I’ll be there in 4 hours Bob”.
“I don’t need you for the meeting to Sally”.
“I know, it’s you I’m coming to see Bob. I’m in the mood for a spanking Robert”.
Bob laughed;
“I didn’t know you were into that Sally; kind of a daddy thing is it”?
“NO! More of a mother thing Bob… See you in four”…
Bob looked at his hand held device…, she’d disconnected; wtf…how the hell did she know. Her intuitiveness is uncanny to say the least he thought; downright frightening at times.
Bob spoke aloud without thinking;
‘Jesus, she must have a direct line to a higher up’.
Bob laughed quietly to himself; I will have to tell her that, she’ll get a charge out of it…
Sally… Bob though…it’s been months since I’ve seen her. Now there is a woman with an incomparable body; and her ass…my God Bob thought. She’ sheer perfection from head to toe. God I miss that woman.

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Tender Love Hurts

High School students fucking around….plain and simple. This is another get back, this time with some of my unworthy adversaries from High School

My Little Secret – I

Hi this is Stacy and I want to tell you a story. My life was pretty boring for the most part until I turned 17. That’s when I discovered that my brother had been spying on me. You see the way our house was made my brother’s closet shared one wall with mine. We lived upstairs in a nice big house, and both my brother and I had walk-in closets and our own bathrooms.
One day I was searching for something to wear when I noticed a tiny hole in the back wall. I got down and looked through the hole and got a perfect picture of my older brother’s bed. Corey was two years older than me so he was nineteen, and I figured out pretty quickly that he had been spying on me. Mom should have made him stay in the dorms at city college!
We had just moved in to a brand new house, and the only thing that hadn’t been done was our shared wall in our closets. Corey’s side didn’t have sheet rock on it and that’s why he could see in. The hole was right in between the boards of his wall.
I was pretty embarrassed because he had a perfect view of my bed, and I knew that he had probably seen me masturbating if my closet door was open. You see once I discovered how good it felt to rub my pussy…..I did it almost every night back then. And I’d have bet money that Corey had seen me doing it for I don’t know how long.
At first I was pissed off, but then later when I thought about him watching me, it kind of turned me on teasing him, so I made a big production of letting him see me with my legs spread wide as I masturbated at night. I didn’t know if he was watching, but it turned me on to think he was watching as I rubbed my pussy until I’d cum.
After that I made it a habit to run around my room naked, hoping that it was driving him crazy. One night I thought I’d heard moaning as I fingered myself to another great orgasm. I kind of liked the new found power I had, and well the wall in the closet let me dictate what I wanted to share with my brother.
The very next day when I looked in the closet the tiny hole wasn’t there anymore. It had been cut out and was now a circle about 4 inches in diameter. The plug of sheetrock was in the hole, but had a screw through the middle of it. I grabbed the screw and pulled the plug out. I could see his room and bed plain as day. I put the plug back in and did my business getting ready for bed.
I made a fuss over my hair that night. I combed my long blonde locks, and admired my 96 pound body in the mirror before I turned out all the lights and got on my bed. I planned on giving my brother a good show and tease him because I was feeling pretty ornery. I masturbated like usual, and made a lot of noise and when I was done I was soaked.
When I went into my open closet and crawled in on my hands under the clothes, the big hole was open.
“Hey Corey,” I said, “Did you enjoy the show?” I asked him smirking to myself, “I know you’ve been spying on me.”
“Fuck Sis,” He replied, “You’re so fucking hot I can’t help it. You make my dick hurt from just looking at you naked!”
I got turned on by his comment and told him, “From now on this hole is a secret between just you and me. Don’t ever tell anyone or mention it to me…..about what happens when we meet up like this….okay?”
I could see his face through the big hole and he said, “Okay sis…and thanks!”
“You want to suck on my nipples?”
“Oh God yes! Would you let me……for REAL!”
I put my boob up to the hole and stuck it the tip through, I felt him playing with my nipple and then his warm mouth on it. I had to rub my pussy while he sucked on it. I pulled it back and his hand and arm came through the hole trying to touch me.
I let him feel my nipples and then stood up and pushed the hanging clothing away, and let his fingers explore my pussy. It felt really good when his fingers started rubbing up in my crack and I was so wet and getting so horn at how wrong the whole thing was that I went even further.
When I stopped I could hear him panting hard, “God I’m so hard I can’t stand it!” He whispered through the hole.
“Let me see” I asked.
All of a sudden his cock came through the hole, big and hard and even his balls were inside my closet hanging down over the edge. I’d never seen my brother’s penis before in real life and there it was….big and hard sticking up almost in my face.
I touched it and heard my brother moan from his room. I grabbed it…. and it was thick and warm in my hand. I’d sucked off a couple of my boyfriends at different times before but never my brother! It didn’t seem so wrong since I couldn’t see him and it was just me and of course his dick sticking in through the hole in my closet.
After licking it for a bit, I went further and took it into my mouth. The knob was slippery and warm and didn’t feel much different than any other I’d tasted. I started sucking on it, and could hear my brother groaning as I gave him a blow job.
In just a couple of minutes I got a big surprise as his cock began to spurt hot semen down my throat! He must have been really turned on, because it wasn’t just a big flow like I was used to.
I never realized that it could be so powerful, as blast after blast spurted out from the end of his cock. I just kept sucking and swallowing his cum and to tell you the truth…..I liked it….I liked it a lot!
“God sis!” Corey said, after he pulled his cock back out of the hole, “You blew my fucking mind!”
“Don’t say a word, or I’ll never do that again!”
“I won’t……I promise!” Corey said.
The hole got plugged and I went to bed with the taste of his semen in my mouth, even after brushing my teeth several times.
From then on every night at 10:30 he would put his cock through the hole and I would suck him off while playing with my twat. I was getting to the point of wanting to see what it would feel like in my pussy……so one night I decided to find out.
That night he put his hard cock through the hole and I started sucking it for him like usual. My pussy was so wet thinking about it inside of me, that I came from just sucking him and fingering my twat. I pushed his cock back out into his room.
“What the fuck?” I heard my brother say from his room.
“Shut up and wait a second!” I told him.
I turned around and put my pussy even with the hole with my butt flat against the wall. It only took a couple of seconds before I felt his fingers in me……exploring my wet vagina and then his knob at my opening, as I was bent over with my hands on the floor.
I could look up under me and see his cock under my pussy rubbing my wet slit as he tried to figure out how to put it in me through the hole.
He figured it out at last and pushed.
His knob slid inside of me and then I screamed when he drove it all the way up in me. It felt a lot bigger than what I’d had before and took me by surprise.
“Oh My GOD!” I was thinking, “My brother is fucking me!”
His cock felt so good as it slid in and out of my pussy. He kept fucking me and his thrust got harder and faster, and in just a short time I heard him groan and felt him cumming in my pussy.
I could feel his dick jerking as it spurt his cum all the way up in me. It felt warm and tingled and well it made me cum again it felt so good. When I felt it start to shrink I pulled off and grabbed it and sucked the fluids from the dripping end as he yelled and jerked around.
I put the plug back in the wall and went to bed with his cum still leaking out of me. I just laid there and rubbed his warm cum up and down on my hot clit until I came again. Thankful that mom had put me on birth control several years earlier. I thought about how that was the first time I was worried it wouldn’t work because it was my brother….but I also knew it wasn’t going to be the last if I could help it.
For the next year we kept the secret to ourselves.
Once or twice a week when we went to bed I looked forward to pulling the plug of sheetrock from my closet and either sucking my brother’s cock or letting him fuck me. Sometimes I’d do both if he was still hard. I moved my heavy dressing chair into the closet so I could lean over it when I had my butt against the wall and that was what gave it away.
It all ended one night when my mom came into my room late. It was 10:20 and my pussy was already wet thinking about my brother’s cock. Dad was out of town on a business trip and I guess my mom was horny.
I had on my robe and nothing else when she knocked softly and came in wearing her own robe.
“Hey mom,” I said, “What’s up?”
“I just wanted to tell you good night baby,” She said, and I could tell she had been drinking.
Mom gave me a more than natural long hug, “You’re such a beautiful girl.”
Mom looked just like me, blonde and thin. She had bigger boobs than I did but she was pretty hot for her age. She had me when she was 17 and lots of times people thought we were sisters.
“I know about your secret little gloryhole,” She told me.
I froze not knowing what she meant exactly…..what the fuck was a gloryhole? I wondered.
“Gloryhole?” I asked.
“You know that little hole in your closet, you keep covered up with that long dress of yours.”
I turned red and stuttered, “What hole?”
“Oh come on,” Mom said, and drug me to my closet after flipping off all my lights.
She slid my clothes out of the way and pointed to the screw in the plug.
Mom put her finger to her lips like I should shush up and pulled the plug out. In just a few seconds my brother stuck his hard cock through and it stood there with his balls hanging down my sheetrock.
I freaked out when she took a hold of it and then kissed the end of my brother’s cock!
She started sucking his dick and obviously enjoying it. After a while she stopped and pointed at me and mouthed the words, “Your Turn.”
I didn’t know what to think, but I obeyed her, and got down on my knees and took over sucking my brother’s dick like I had a million times before.
The crazy thing was the look in my mom’s eyes as she watched. She untied my belt of my robe, and suddenly her warm fingers were rubbing my pussy as I sucked Corey’s hard cock!
I was so freaked out, especially when her fingers slid up in my pussy. I just kept sucking Corey’s dick as mom rubbed my pussy for me! God she was finger fucking me, that made me suck Corey’s cock even harder.
Mom pushed me aside and took over again. She started sucking Corey’s dick like she loved it. Her head bobbed up and down as she held his balls. She untied her robe and got naked in front of me as she gave my unknowing brother more head.
Mom grabbed my hand and put it on her pussy and started rubbing herself with it. I got the message and rubbed her pussy as she sucked off my brother. She grabbed his shaft and jacked it up and down fast and hard.
I could tell she was getting his load as he slammed his body against the wall. She sucked him dry and then pulled off, and kissed me. I was freaked out especially when her tongue and all of my brother’s hot cum poured into my mouth.
I was on my knees with my legs apart and my mom’s hand was rubbing my pussy as we kissed and shared my brother’s load. Then she tweaked my nipples hard, bending down and sucking them so hard I thought I’d have hickeys on each nipple.
“Get him hard again,” Mom whispered in my ear when she stopped kissing me, “I want to fuck him.”
I felt like I was in some kind of crazy dream but I did what she wanted, and grabbed my brother’s cock that was semi-hard and started sucking it as mom started rubbing my pussy and sucking on one of my nipples again.
It didn’t take long for my brother’s dick to get big and hard again. When it was full size mom got up and put her rear towards it. She reached down and guided it into her, and then groaned as she pushed all the way down until her butt was on the wall.
“Come kiss me baby,” She whispered to me, as the wall began to make thumping sounds as my brother started fucking her pussy without knowing it was mom.
I kissed her as she was bent over and taking cock from the back. I grabbed her tits and held them as she tongued my mouth. I could hear her pussy making wet slurping noises as my brother slammed his cock in and out of her.
“Oh God,” She moaned, “You’re brother has a nice cock!” She whispered.
“I know.”
“Fuck…yessssss!,” Mom said, and then sucked my tongue into her mouth and started bucking her hips and pussy back on Corey’s cock.
Mom started humming into my mouth and I could tell she was Cumming…. as I rubbed her big boobs and heard my brother groaning as he shot his load into her.
Mom pulled off his dick and sat back down with her back to the wall with the hole in it. My brother’s cock was all creamy and wet with cum as it pulled back and disappeared.
“Oh My God Sis!” Corey whispered through the hole, “Your pussy was so hot and wet tonight….Thanks!”
“You’re welcome,” I told him and put the plug back before he looked in and saw mom.
Mom was still breathing hard and her nipples were big hard points as she grinned at me, “Don’t tell anyone not even Corey.”
“I won’t,” I told her as we got up and went back into my room.
Mom went into my bathroom and I followed her still in shock. She flushed the toilet and then got a washcloth and started washing her pussy at my sink while I used the stool.
“Wow you’re brother really can fill a girl up!” Mom said, as she wiped her blonde pubes clean.
I got up and flushed giving her the “Look!”
Mom saw it and said, “Oh don’t give me that look, you’ve been doing the same thing.”
She had me there, and I softened up and washed my hands. Looking in the mirror at mom naked was almost looking at my own body, except she had bigger boobs. Mom was an inch taller than me and probably weighed 10-15 pounds more.
Mom rinsed out the washcloth and sat it on the edge of the sink, “There all nice and fresh again!” She said, “You didn’t know your old mom was such a slut did you?”
I spit out my toothpaste and started laughing, “You sure surprised me!” I told her.
“Hey I might be old but I still get really, really horny,” Mom told me admiring her looks in the mirror, “I bet you will too if you’re like me at your age.”
I wiped my face, “Yeah…..I can’t deny it mom.”
“Sorry I took all the fun away,” She said and came over with her robe still open and put her hands inside of my open robe and on my hips.
“You’re such a beautiful girl……growing up so sexy and hot looking!”
Mom pulled me to her and that was the first time I’d ever hugged a naked woman before. She pressed her warm flat tummy to mine and our boobs got mashed together. Her nipples were still hard and I could feel them pressing into me. Her body was so warm and smooth and it felt really nice.
“Since I stole all the fun I’ll make it up to you.” Mom said and kissed me on the mouth as her hands sunk down behind me and squeezed my ass cheeks hard.
I just couldn’t believe mom was kissing me and pulling my crotch to hers! I could feel her pubes and I let her stick her tongue in my mouth. I just closed my eyes and in a few seconds I started to enjoy it and kissed her back.
Mom broke the kiss, “You’re getting me turned on baby,” She whispered, “Have you ever had your pussy eaten by a woman before?”
“No,” I told her and the idea of it made me start getting wet again.
“Come on,” Mom said and took me by the hand to my bed.
She put a pillow under my ass and told me to spread my legs apart, “You just lay back and enjoy this.”
I jumped when her mouth kissed my pussy and then I felt her tongue starting to scoop slowly up my slit and then back down again. Slowly up and then she’d suck the whole flap over my clit into her mouth and fuck it with her lips tightly around it.
“Mmmm you taste so good!” Mom whispered and then started licking and sucking me again….nice and slow, “It’s so creamy and wet.”
I looked down between my legs as mom’s tongue scooped up my slit. It was covered in milky white cream from my pussy.
I felt the slow burn of an orgasm approaching as she ate me. Mom was sucking my pussy and I was really enjoying it! She put two fingers up inside my vagina and started finger fucking me as her tongue flicked rapidly on my clit.
Oh God!…… I came so hard…. but she just sucked my clit harder as my hips started bucking up and down. Then suddenly she was on top of me and putting her pussy on my lips. I licked it and even though it sort of tasted like my brother’s cum. I found that it was fun to make her squirm like she kept making me do.
We made each other cum several times before we stopped with our faces and pussies soaking wet.
Mom thanked me for everything and left for her own room. I washed up again and collapsed in bed thinking about how I had fucked both my mom and brother in the same night.
We never talked about it that next week, and mom acted like nothing had happened and so did I. I wasn’t going to let out our little secret and I hoped she wouldn’t either.
A few weeks later mom found me alone and wanted to talk about something.
“Hey your brother is staying over at a friend’s house Friday,” She said, “Do you think you could stay at a friend’s house too?”
“Why?” I asked.
“Your dad’s having some friends over and I said I’d provide the entertainment.”
“I can stay in my room,” I told her, “I won’t bother them.”
“Well…..mmmmmm, I was kind of hoping to borrow your room.”
Then it hit me that my mom was going to suck off my dad’s friends!
“I want to help!” I told her, “No one can tell us apart……please!”
Mom looked thoughtful for a minute, “You sure about that?”
I was tired of sucking and fucking my brother all the time, and wanted to try something new.
“Yeah…mom……I really want to.”
Mom got a devilish grin, “Okay it might be fun….you and me together doing something like that.”
“Did I ever tell you that I made a couple of porn movies,” She asked.
“God no!” I told her, “Really?”
“Yeah, when your dad got me pregnant we needed the money so we both did.”
“Wow, you mean I’m the daughter of a couple of porn stars?”
“I wouldn’t say we were stars, the movies fizzled out pretty fast and I doubt any of them are still out there after all these years.”
That freaked me out but I didn’t have time to think about it cause Mom wanted to make plans.
We made plans where I would drive my car a block away and walk back. Mom would sneak me in while the guys were downstairs. It was so wild it made me horny all the rest of that week waiting for Friday to show up.
The plan worked like a charm, and when I got to my room mom had left a small cooler full of beer for me!
I started drinking and getting hornier by the minute wondering what my dad’s friend’s cocks would be like. At midnight mom came in and locked my door behind her. She was pretty drunk and so was I as we turned off all the lights and got naked. We got in the closet and waited by the hole in the wall.
Pretty soon I heard a bunch of noisy men tromping up the stairs whooping and hollering about something. They went into my brother’s room and in a few more minutes a big cock and balls were pushed through the hole and mom went to work on it.
We had a little night light partially blocked so they would have a hard time seeing us if they looked through the hole. It was enough for me to see my first uncut cock. It looked as big as Corey’s and when mom stroked it the big knob was revealed. It was a bit bigger and fatter than my brothers and looked….well older.
Mom started sucking on it and looked like she was really enjoying it. It got bigger and harder as she did. Mom would stop once in a while and tease the big pair of balls with her tongue or rub the knob on her nipple…..and then go back to sucking and stroking it hard.
I heard a muffled moan, and watched mom’s throat moving up and down as she swallowed the load she was getting. She sucked and milked it until it was dry and then sat back against the wall wiping the cum from her chin up into her mouth with a finger.
Just then another cock pushed through the hole and it was already hard and ready. Mom pointed to me and then the big dick. I got the idea that it was my turn…. so I grabbed it and tried to do like I had seen my mom doing.
It tasted different than Corey’s and felt a little thicker and longer in my mouth. I tried to see how far down my throat I could take it and got almost all of it. I felt good when I heard a voice yelling, “OH FUCK!” from the next room.
It was starting to throb and the man who was driving it began to pump it as I sucked his knob hard. This time I could tell he was about to blow, but I wasn’t prepared at how much cum he gave me. It seemed like it would never stop! I locked my lips behind the rim of his knob and sucked it just as hard as I could.
“UNH UNHOOOOOHHH FUCK!” came from the next room.
It was twice the load my brother ever gave me but I swallowed almost every drop. Some dribbled out of my mouth and onto my boobs but I guess whoever it was loved it because I kept hearing him yelling as he shot his load down my throat.
Mom was waiting for the next cock when it came into our private little closet. I tried to learn from her by watching as this time she ran her tongue up and down the long shaft. Then she actually sucked the man’s balls into her mouth and I heard him groan. She rubbed her thumb back and forth on the opening in his penis and sucked on his shaft from the side.
I drank half a beer to get the big lump of cum washed down that seemed stuck in my throat. It went down and I felt better as mom started humming loudly on the strange knob, massaging the big balls and then taking the load easily as more groaning came through the wall.
I was thinking the whole time this must be what it’s like to make a porn movie, but it turned out it wasn’t anything like this. But that’s later in the story so hold on.
Mom leaned over and we kissed as she rubbed my boob and I rubbed her pussy that was very wet.
Another cock appeared and I knew it was my turn again. I sucked my first pair of balls into my mouth one at a time like mom had shown me. It felt weird but the owner tapped on the wall and yelled, “FUCK YEAH! Suck my fucking nuts!”
I massaged his bag that was now a hard ball in my hand, and bobbed my head back and forth on his knob fast. I was sucking it as hard as I could when I heard him yell and his dick started shooting big long spurts of cum into the back of my throat.
I swallowed the warm thick gravy and kept sucking him until it stopped. Then I milked his shrinking shaft until a big drop of cum appeared at the tip. And then sucked it off and then wiped my chin like mom had.
She gave me a look, and it was one of like how proud she was that I was learning how to suck dicks like she could…. without even breaking a sweat.
This time mom got up and put her butt against the wall, her pussy right in the middle of the hole and leaned down over the bench. I got up and gave her a kiss as she took the next cock up her twat.
“Oh FUCK that’s a hot little pussy!” I heard someone yell, as he began to fuck my mom through the hole in the wall.
Mom winked at me and started to pump her body back on it in short little pumps. Her eyes closed and I could tell she loved the strange cock in her pussy. I played with her nipples as she began to moan with her mouth closed.
It wasn’t long before I heard loud groans, and Mom’s eyes snapped open as she took the stranger’s load up her cunt.
“Oh God……I love it when they cum in me!” She grunted, and pumped her pussy against the wall getting every last drop of the strangers cum.
She got down on the floor again as the creamy cock disappeared from view. She had her legs apart sitting on her heals and knees, rubbing her crack and coming up with cum and licking it off her fingers. She offered me some and I sucked it off her fingers while waiting for another cock.
I was having the time of my life! Mom was so nasty and I wanted to be just like her.
The next cock to show up was fucking huge! It wasn’t hard, and hung down way past the big set of balls. Mom whispered that it was for me.
I wasn’t sure what to do with it because it was so fat and long. I just picked it up and put the knob in my mouth and felt it starting to grow. I sucked it and stroked it until it was almost hard and then decided to see what it would feel like in my pussy.
I turned around and guided it to my opening and pushed….the big knob popped inside of me and I kept moving back slowly taking more of it, until my butt was against the wall.
Mom was in front of me, like a cheer leader whispering.
“How’s that nice big cock feel?”
“Oh Fuck!” Was all I could say as it started to slowly fuck me, causing some pain as it stretched me wide and deep.
I could feel it getting longer and harder as it began to slowly fuck me. I had to bite my lip as mom pushed my shoulders backwards keeping my ass flat against the wall. It kept growing longer and I could feel the huge knob deep in my pussy…further than anything I’d ever felt before.
It was sliding back all the way until I felt like the big knob would pop out of my pussy, and then slowly drive back in. It was stretching me wider and deeper than anything I’d ever felt before. Mom was pinching my nipples and kissing me hotly as I took it.
“That’s your daddy’s cock,” She whispered in my ear.
I tried to bolt…. but she kept me pushed back by the shoulders, “Don’t worry, he doesn’t know who you are. Just enjoy it baby girl…..like I have for years.”
I couldn’t believe it! My dad was fucking me through a hole in the wall! It was so wrong and such a turn on that I came twice before he did.
After I came the second time, my pussy just went nuts and started contracting on his huge fucking cock buried deep in me. I think it would have hit the end if it wasn’t for the wall between us. It was pulling back slow and then driving hard and deep back in, getting faster and faster.
All of a sudden I heard a loud grunt that sounded like my dad’s voice and I felt his huge knob go all the way up in me as it started to squirt in quick blast. I felt his semen splashing against my cervix and it made me cum one last time. It finally stopped and I moved forward letting it pop out of my dripping pussy.
The big cock was hanging there all cummy and dripping from the end. I grabbed it and started sucking it as mom got on her back under me with her head on the floor between my legs and started sucking on my dripping pussy. I could feel her drawing out the cum in me and it was making me crazy!
She sucked dads cum right out of my twat!
Another dick replaced my dad’s and I sucked the hell out of it until I made him cum. I came again, but mom just kept sucking on my twat.
Finally I sat down on the carpet as mom got up and put her pussy up to the hole again.
She was panting hard and whispering, “Cum baby…..cum in my fucking cunt!” As a cock slid up in her from the hole in the wall.
I reached under her and rubbed her clit hard, and she let out a stifled moan, and started Cumming. When she was done her pussy dripped cum as we closed the plug and headed for the bathroom.
It was the craziest and most fun I’d ever had! I’ll never forget that night as long as I live. Just writing about it has me wet and I need to masturbate before I finish this story.
Okay I’m back with the rest of the story. I’m sitting here in my room naked and my pussy is still tingling and its wet again, as I think about what happened a couple of weeks later.
It was a Monday morning and I was running late for school. Mom had kissed me goodbye, and I’d heard my brother’s car start up and drive away. Daddy was still home because he was leaving on another business trip in a few hours.
When I finished my shower I went in my closet to pick out what I was going to wear. I didn’t have anything at all on yet, and it took a while before I figured out what to wear to school. I was about to take my clothes and leave the closet when I noticed the plug from my little gloryhole lying on the floor.
At first I was startled and stood there looking down wondering why it had fallen out. I got down on my knees and was about to put it back in place, when a huge hard cock poked through the hole. I recognized it immediately from that night mom and I had some fun with dad’s friends. It had to be my daddy’s dick. He was the only one home, and he must have been spying on me as I ran around the closet naked.
At first I just sat there staring at it.
It waved back and forth, swollen, fat, and long! The motion snapped me out of it, so I reached for it and felt how hard and thick the shaft was. I stroked it a couple of times and then……..like I was on auto-pilot kissed the warm knob. It was warm and soft and looked bigger than the last time I’d seen it. I guess all the beer I drank that one night sort of fogged my brain but God it was huge!
Have you ever peeled a hard-boiled egg and stuffed it all the way into your mouth at once? That’s what dad’s knob felt like in my mouth, except it was warm and seeping his juice when I took him in my mouth. No wonder he did some more movies I was thinking as I tried to take more of it.
I liked the taste of his cock it felt so good in my mouth! I took my time and enjoyed it, running my tongue all over his big shaft and balls. I held my left boob and rubbed my nipple on the opening of his penis. I heard him groan from that, and it turned me on that I was making him groan.
My pussy felt like it was on fire as I put both hands on his big shaft and pumped it up and down with his huge knob almost gagging me.
I could hear him moaning and groaning so I went even faster, sucking his big knob with all I had. All of a sudden a huge blast of cum started shooting from his egg shaped knob and I had to swallow as fast as I could while he yelled out loud in the next room and pounded on the wall.
Have I mentioned how much I like the taste of cum? Well I do…. and there is nothing better than having a cock squirting in your mouth. I love it!
My pussy is so wet right now writing about what happened, I might have to finish this later.
I sucked his cock as it began to shrink and I was so horny that I didn’t stop. I wanted to make it hard again and put it in my pussy. I wasn’t having much luck, it kept getting softer until I stood up and rubbed the big knob up and down my wet slit.
That did the trick, and I felt the shaft start getting stiff again. I kept rubbing the knob in between my pussy lips until the shaft was too big and hard to bend it down that far. I turned around and guided the end to my pussy and started backing up on it.
I pushed against the big knob really hard and then it just popped in me all at once. The penetration made me cum and I let out a huge yell and pushed back more and more until my butt touched the wall.
Leaning down over my dressing bench on my forearms I just kept my rear tight against the wall. My legs were shaking from my orgasm and I felt so stuffed that I was afraid to move. I didn’t have to because the big cock began to slide in and out of me.
My pussy was full of Daddy’s big old cock, and juice was dripping down the inside of my thighs as he fucked me. I was yelling out loud because I was so turned on, and I came at least three times before I felt his cock spurting deep inside of me.
As much as I love to swallow cum, it doesn’t compare to how good getting cummed in feels!
It actually feels warm and I love the feeling of each burst when it squirts in me. After he pulled out of me I had to run for the bathroom because I was dripping all over the floor.
I ended up taking another shower and then ran down stairs because I was going to be late for school. I was surprised to see dad sitting at the table drinking coffee and reading the paper like nothing had happened!
I saw his suitcase sitting by the front door and said, “You leaving soon?”
“Yeah, in an hour,” He smiled, “You better give me a kiss goodbye, and get to school before you’re late.”
I was feeling confused and started wondering if it had really been his dick sticking through the hole in my closet?
Dad stood up and opened his arms, “Give me hug baby.”
I went over to him and he gave me a huge hard hug and I could feel the bulge in his pants. It was soft but it wasn’t small and I knew it had been him. I guessed that the rules of not talking about anything were being kept by him, my brother, and my mom.
He kissed me, a disappointing peck on the lips after what we had just done.
“I’m going to think about you every day,” He told me, “I’m looking forward to seeing you when I get back.”
“Love you!” I told him, and left him standing there smiling and waving goodbye.
On the way to school I kept thinking about how to break the stupid rules that I’d made up. I wanted more than just a hole in the wall…..I wanted a lot more!
It turned out that Mom actually broke the rules first, but that’s another story.
(To Be Continued)

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Last Gasp 3: Bridal Shower

Beautiful bride-to-be Bella Murdock chatted with around a dozen of her friends.
It was a special day for her. She had finally made the commitment, as evidenced by the sparkling diamond ring on her slender finger.
She was so excited!
Bella was twenty-four years old, about five and half feet tall, slender build, with long glossy black hair and sensuous eyes that held enough passion to satisfy a dozen men. Or perhaps one of me.
“Okay!” Bella said to the assembled gathering of friends and family, all female. “Tell me what you think, but only if it’s positive!”
The gathered women laughed good-naturedly as Bella marched into the sitting room, clad in a long, flowing white gown. “I’m not supposed to wear this except on the big day!” She modeled the wedding gown for her friends.
She filled the dress out nicely: sumptuous breasts, slender legs and a trim waist made a tight, attractive package.
“You look fabulous, Bella,” said her pretty redheaded friend, her face lit up in a wide smile.
“I can’t believe I let you all talk me into this, Gwen!” Bella said. “But I suppose that we have the time. After all, Don won’t be back in town until Friday.”
“Then let’s break out the cake and wine for a toast,” a trim, thirtyish blonde announced, as she lifted her glass. “To Bella and Don: may their lives be full of happiness, children and lots of great sex!” All the women tittered and drank.
Bella took a big gulp and then hurried to get the cake.
While she was gone, her guests started, one by one, to pass out. First her brunette mother, then the thirtyish blonde, and so on until all were asleep.
Bella Murdock staggered back into the sitting room. It stood to reason that she was the last affected. Her excitement coupled with the adrenaline in her system would help her fight the drug. And she had only had a swallow.
In wide-eyed disbelief, she stared at the passed-out guests and lurched for the door. She grasped the doorknob before she succumbed to unconsciousness.
I kicked open the attic door and extricated myself from the hiding place where I had spent most of the morning. I hurried down the stairs into the sitting room.
I quickly locked the doors and pulled the curtains and shades shut.
I had prepared everything meticulously, especially the wine that had been delivered, ostensibly by Don, the out-of-town fiancé.
I smiled as I surveyed the room filled with unconscious women.
It was time for a little me-time.
Nearest to me was the blonde. I touched her hair, caressed her cheek and cupped her chin in my palm. My questing fingers found the suit-jacket and I unbuttoned it and the blouse to expose her fine chest; I playfully squeezed the melons that lay beneath.
Excellent firmness and texture.
Next was an older brunette: fortysomething. I thought it was the bride-to-be’s mother.
I’ll be honest. I have a thing for forty year-old women. They retained just enough of the beauty of youth, and combined it with the experience of a mature woman to create a package I found irresistible.
My pants unzipped and in literally seconds, my cock was out and the brunette had a mouthful of my manhood. I probed her throat for a few more seconds and then moved onto the next woman. In no time, I had sampled, in one way or another, all of the women in the house: asses, breasts, mouths and pussies.
But it was time to get started, now.
One by one, I propped them up on chairs and couches for the big show.
I set my video camera to record and positioned it to catch the entire room of passed out women. I wanted to imagine that I was facefucking the bride in front of all of her friends and relatives.
I pulled the bride to her knees. It was difficult, but I managed to brace her between my knees, with my hands holding her long, luxurious hair. My cock steadied her as it went down her long soft throat, in and out in a piston motion, taking her completely.
Heaven, pure heaven. I was in ecstasy.
I thrust in deep and held myself down the unconscious girl’s throat. A minute with my cock buried in her throat, then another of fast facefucking, then repeat. That was my rhythm.
Copious amounts of saliva dripped from the girl’s mouth to wet the front of her immaculate wedding dress. Holding her hair one-handed, I slid my right hand down to her chest and felt her breasts through the heavy, wet material. The saliva clung to my hand and I spread it over her shoulders and neck.
Suddenly there was a sound at the door and I froze in mid-thrust.
Someone was outside. My hand drifted back to my waistband, where the Glock automatic was holstered. I waited for the doorbell or a key in the lock, but there was nothing.
Unwilling to take my cock out of Bella’s luxurious mouth, I manhandled her to the door and peeked out the spy-hole.
It was a mailman. Or, rather, it was a mailwoman who was on the front stoop.
I peered at her, closely. She was a hot one. Long blonde hair, tied back, blue eyes, an athletic physique, firm-looking breasts.
I felt my cock get harder. I resumed fucking Bella’s face, this time holding her head firmly against the front door, and watched until the blonde-haired woman finished sorting her mail, left it and walked away. Once she paused as if she heard something, and part of me desperately hoped she would investigate, but then she shrugged it off.
Ramming my cock down Bella’s sweet throat, I finished, spraying my come down her waiting gullet.
I held her there for a long minute, dreaming of finishing her there in the sitting room in front of all of her family and friends, but a though occurred to me.
This was a bridal shower.
Quickly, I turned off my video camera, threw my bag on my back and hefted the lovely, unconscious bride into my arms. Swiftly, I carried my love up the stairs like a groom carrying her across the threshold.
I entered the master bedroom and crossed to the master bath.
I put Bella in the bathtub and set up my camera for a second show.
Quickly, I ripped away the shower curtain and turned the water on. I leaned Bella, sitting up, at the far end of the tub and sprayed her with the shower until her hair and dress were sopping wet.
I quickly undressed and got in with her. I straddled her and rammed my cock back inside her mouth. I fucked her head against the shower tiles. It was a pure, glorious sensation, to have her head and her life in my hands. I thrust my cock down her throat and held her there for several minutes.
I pulled back, somewhat reluctantly.
“Now,” I thought. “It’s time to really get this show on the road.”
Slipping out of the shower for a moment, I recovered a syringe from my pack. I quickly prepared it and injected it into Bella’s neck. Several moments passed, as the drug worked and Bella revived.
I watched her sensuous dark eyes blink open and focus on me.
“What? Who are you?” The young brunette had a trembling voice, as sensuous and desirable as her eyes. “Where am I? What’s going on?”
“Sweet Bella,” I said. “Why, don’t you recognize it? This is your special moment, honey.”
Several seconds passed as I let her location and situation sink in.
I reached down and plugged the drain with a rubber stopper.
“What are you going to –? What are you doing to me?”
“I’m giving you that much time, sweetie” I said. “When the water level rises to the top, I’m going to drown you in your bridal shower.”
“No… please…” Her voice broke down. “I can’t go like this, please. I waited for him. I wanted only him.”
Her words caught me and my cock stood at full attention. I grabbed Bella by the throat and squeezed.
“Oh, god,” I breathed. “Are you telling me that you’re a virgin, baby?”
The gorgeous young brunette nodded and tears broke from her, running down her already wet cheeks. Her emotion swept me up and I couldn’t help myself: I cried with her. I felt her tears splash onto my hand.
I smiled at her. “I can’t describe how wonderful this makes me feel, Bella.”
“Will you let me go?” she asked.
“No, baby,” I said. “But I promise that I’ll remember you forever.”
I rubbed my iron-hard cock on her face, up her cheeks to bathe in her virgin tears. All around me the water was falling and I imagined that I was showering in Bella’s tears. Her pain. Her agony. Her frustration. Her lust. Her desire.
No, actually that was my lust and desire.
I lifted the bride-to-be up with one hand. I tore at her skirt, ripping it away in my haste to get at her untouched love channel.
Bella pleaded. “Please. You don’t want to do this.”
Without hesitation, I slammed into her, deflowering her with one powerful stroke.
She cried, she struggled, she screamed, and when it got too loud, I choked her into silence. No more than a few minutes passed, but they were glorious moments of passion. Moments that I knew she shared with me. She panted. She moaned like a whore. She orgasmed on my cock and I knew that I had pleasured her.
I thrust into her. I pounded and released, filling her with a man’s seed for the first and only time.
I stared into Bella Murdock’s eyes and I saw it. I knew what she was feeling. I had taken her, filled her with pleasure, given her the first manmade orgasm of her life and with that had come a degree of ownership on my part and obedience on hers.
“That’s what it feels like to live, Bella,” I whispered and kissed her on the face.
She responded, kissing me once, almost like a lover.
“And this is what it feels like to die.”
I spun her and threw her down into the filling tub. Water splashed everywhere. She struggled, panicking even though the water couldn’t cover her face. I tore at her dress and the front parted, revealing her bouncing 34D breasts. I sat on her stomach, fondled her tits and ran my cock between them.
“Please –, ” she said, and then cut off as the water slopped over her lips.
I held her down and she struggled against me, gasping and spiting at the water. I straddled her head and pressed my cock to her lips. She took me inside.
I had thought Bella’s pussy was tight, but it was nothing compared to her conscious throat.
I pressed hard and the inexperienced brunette blow-jobber gobbled me down. I was as long and as hard as I had ever been and I put all of it down her throat. It was too much for her and, as she hacked and spit, I fervently hoped that would be enough to kill her right there. That would be so sexy. I pulled back from her throat, just enough for her to take a few quick breaths through her nose. And then, I thrust inside her, again.
I had been down her throat twice when the water rose to cover Bella’s ears. After a third time, it covered her cheeks. After a fourth, it covered her chin. Each time, I held her longer, more desperately. The next time, the water covered her cock-stuffed lips. I looked down at her and her eyes were submerged, but open and staring at me in horror. Finally her nose was submerged and she began her last struggle. I held her down, hands gripped tightly in her glossy black hair, my cock fully extended inside her mouth and throat. I held her there and watched the life and light go out of my Bella’s eyes as she simultaneously suffocated on my cock and drowned in her bridal shower.
Long minutes passed. Finally, I could no longer feel any resistance from her. She was totally still, her eyes still open and staring. And that was when I felt it: the desperate drive in me and the need for release. I humped Bella’s murdered head desperately and put my next load down her corpse’s throat.
I held her there for a moment and when I pulled back, I watched my sperm mingle with the shower water over her lips and face.
I would leave her there: glossy black head submerged, sightless dark eyes staring, clad in the torn remnants of her unused wedding gown, the water running over her for her girlfriends to discover. I could just imagine the headline in the news, tomorrow: ‘Bride Raped and Murdered at Bridal Shower.’
I smiled.
After a moment, I felt that it was time to clean up. I had worn latex gloves the whole time. No fingerprints would be lifted from the shower or the body. My DNA was a problem, but not an insurmountable one. I had a spray bottle filled with a certain compound that would break down DNA and render it untestable.
As an afterthought, I took Bella’s hand in mine and pulled the engagement ring from her finger. I longed to have her real wedding ring, but… such is life.
I quickly dressed, then sprayed and wiped down the bathroom. I left just as the tub started to overflow. I walked downstairs, still listening to the shower spraying down over the bride’s corpse.
My other victims were still unconscious where I had left them.
On the kitchen table was a set of car-keys, which I took. In the garage was a nice sedan, perfect for my getaway. On a sudden impulse, I popped the trunk. Nice and roomy; two would fit comfortably.
I walked back inside to choose my party favors.
The thirtyish blonde in the expensive suit struck my fancy. Besides, in her purse was a photo of twin sixteen year-old daughters. I had a thing for mothers. I bound her, gagged her and threw her in the trunk.
For my second choice, I picked the redhead who was friendly with Bella. She was easily the prettiest of the thirteen, after the dearly-departed bride-to-be, and I also had a thing for girlfriends of my victims. I bound her and placed her beside the blonde.
I did a quick once-over of the house and I was about to depart when my eye landed on the fortysomething brunette: Bella’s mother, Regina.
During the party she had been so proud of her daughter. It would be a shame when she found out about the poor girl’s passing and suffering. I had the power to relieve her of that burden.
I stepped up to where she sat, passed out on a chair. I tore at the buttons on her blouse and revealed her sumptuous breasts. I fondled them for a few moments.
Forties or not, she was hot and probably a spectacular fuck.
I caressed her cheek and slid my right hand behind her head, while I unzipped my pants and freed my cock with my left hand.
It would take only a few minutes.
I pressed the tip against Regina’s mouth and slid slowly past her lips and teeth and down the mature woman’s throat. My girth made the throat as tight as a fist and cut off all possible breathing.
I struggled to get all the way inside and, when I finally succeeded, I mashed Regina’s lips against my pubic hair and held her while flexing my cock in her throat. I sighed at the arousing pressure in my groin.
My left hand went to the older woman’s neck and I felt for her pulse; it was soft and steady, but quickly increased.
I closed my eyes, focusing on the beating of her heart. It was speeding up.
80… 90… 100…
The eroticism of the moment made me harder, more engorged with blood.
120… 140… 160…
I squeezed her head to me, fingers locked in her shadowy mane. Her pulse was pounding in her, so hard I imagined I could feel it in her throat.
180… 200… 220…
Arrhythmia took her; her heartbeat fluctuated rapidly and she crashed: flat-lined with my cock in her throat. I held her for a few more minutes and then pulled my sticky cock from her dead, mature throat.
I looked at her. She was still, with a peaceful look about her. So erotic with saliva coating her murdered face.
I sighed at the prospect of more clean-up, but finished it in record time.
When I left, I had yet another ring for my collection.
It was raining when I opened the garage door and drove away, my face obscured from any cameras or onlookers by a quick disguise from my bag. As I made my way to my waypoint, I played with my new engagement and wedding rings and smiled.
Who said a women’s get-together was no fun for a man?

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Okay, this is my first story ever so I would appreciate feedback, but keep in mind that I’m new. The first chapter in this story is actually true, I wish that the following chapters were true. Also, chapter 1 is more like a prologue, scroll down to chapter 2 if you wanna see some action.