Morning Surprise part 7
The recovery
So after my first story which was a relative success I dicided to write another one, this time fiction. It’s got the same kind of story-telling style. I wrote it kind of quickly, I think realism might be taking a bit of a hit here, but that’s not really what you guys come here for, is it haha. Enjoy!
Suzanne and I move forward with our lives
Phoebe stared at the gold flecked piranha swimming in slow circles in its large aquarium and wondered if the fish was as bored as she was. Biology wasn’t her favorite subject and although the teacher, Mr Whitman, seemed to have a wonderful rapport with the animals he kept in his classroom he didn’t connect well with his students. His lectures were delivered in a monotone and conveyed nothing that wasn’t covered in the reading assignments.
As Mr Whitman continued to drone on, her eyes moved to the tank next to the piranha’s. The small snapping turtle floated on top of the water. Phoebe leaned toward the boy that sat next to her and poked his arm lightly to get his attention.
“What do you think would happen if I put the turtle in with the fish?” she whispered.
He grinned. “Probably nothing,” he said. “Piranha attack in schools and the turtle is probably too small to try to eat the fish.”
Phoebe turned her attention to the front of the room. Mr Whitman was at the board with his back to the class. “Let’s see,” she whispered as she stood up.
Moving quickly, she grabbed the turtle by the edges of its shell and turned. Lifting the lid on fish tank she dumped the turtle in and closed it quietly. She returned to her seat as the teacher turned to his desk to look at something in the textbook before returning to the board.
The boy sitting next to her tugged on her sleeve and nodded toward the tank. She looked over and her eyes widened. The turtle, it turned out, wasn’t to small after all and it was making short work of the fish. One of the other girls glanced over at the tanks and shrieked loudly. Mr Whitman turned away from the board as every head in the room turned toward the tank now containing blood filled water. From the horror stricken look in her teacher’s eyes you would have thought someone had murdered one of his kids.
Phoebe sighed and leaned back in her chair. This was going to be bad.
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Phoebe started to stand when the door to the principal’s office opened and her father strode out. Before she had gained her feet, though, he had grabbed her by her upper arm and was dragging her along with him into the hallway. He was easily a foot taller than she was and she had to run to keep up with his long strides. She could tell how angry he was, but she wasn’t sure why. He had laughed off worse incidents than this one.
“Daddy . . .” she began when they reached the car.
“Shut up!” he snapped as he jammed the key into the ignition.
She buckled her seat belt and shut her mouth. The atmosphere in the close confines of the car bristled with her father’s anger. His jaw was set and he gripped the wheel so hard that his knuckles showed white through his skin.
He pulled into the drive in front of their house and switched off the ignition. Without saying a word to her he got out and walked into the house. Phoebe remained in the car for a few moments to give him time to pour his Scotch and calm down a little.
She got out and walked to the house. Her dad had left the front door standing open. She entered, closed the door behind her, and reluctantly went to look for her father.
He was in the kitchen. “Daddy, I’m sorry,” she started as he sat the glass in his hand on the counter top. “I didn’t know…”
Her words were cut off by his fist slamming into her stomach. She hit the wall behind her and then the floor. He kicked her and she rolled away. Rising unsteadily onto her hands and knees she backed away as she struggled to her feet. She’d seen this side of her dad before, but it had never been directed at her.
As he lunged for her again she turned and ran for the stairs. If she could get to her room and lock the door she thought she’d be okay till he calmed down. She heard him behind her and tipped the small table in the hallway over to try and slow him down.
Halfway up the stairs he grabbed her ankle and jerked her off her feet. She fell forward and as he started to pull her toward him, she rolled onto her back and kicked hard with her free leg. Her small foot connected solidly with his groin and he grunted as he dropped to his knee.
Phoebe scrambled the rest of the way up the stairs and ran to her room. As she started to close the door her dad slammed into it. She fell backwards as the door swung open hitting the wall so hard that the metal doorknob left a crescent shaped indentation in the drywall.
She crab walked backwards as she watched her dad unbuckle his belt and pull it from the loops on his fatigues. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to her feet. Tears stung in her eyes as he shoved her toward her bed.
“Take your pants off,” he said tightly as he folded the belt in half..
“Daddy, no,” she pleaded.
“Now.”
She knew that defying him was only going to make the beating worse. With trembling hands she unfastened the snap and zipper. She pushed them down pausing to slip off her Nikes before pulling them off. She cowered on the bed waiting for what came next.
“The panties, too,” he said, his voice still harsh with anger.
She quickly removed her white cotton bikini panties and dropped them on the floor. Tears welled in her grayish green eyes as she watched him warily.
“Lay down on your stomach with your hands underneath you,” he ordered.
She thought about appealing for mercy, but the anger still burning in his eyes stopped her. She laid face down on her bed and pressed her hands beneath her belly, her body tense. She squeezed her eyes closed tightly as she waited for the first blow.
Phoebe jumped and cried out as the first stinging slap landed on her firm, round ass. It was followed quickly by another and then another. Tears flowed freely wetting the bedspread beneath her as the whipping continued. She knew better than to put her hands back to try to protect herself from the belt, but she couldn’t help it.
Infuriated that she had dared to reach back and put her hands between the belt and her ass, her dad moved down to whip the backs of her thighs instead.
“Daddy,” she sobbed miserably.
He dropped the belt on the floor and she heard the rasp off his zipper. The mattress dipped under his weight as he turned her over and straddled her chest. He leaned forward and his half erect cock waved in her face.
“Kiss it,” he demanded.
She hesitated and he grabbed her hair again to pull her face toward his crotch. “Kiss it,” he ordered again.
A Lieutenant Colonel, he wasn’t used to being disobeyed by anyone and Phoebe knew what the consequences were going to be if she tried. She touched her lips to the tip and felt him shudder. He rolled to the side lying on his back next to her. His hands on her arms turned her toward him and urged her between his legs.
“Put your hand around it and rub up and down,” he instructed.
She complied and his breathing quickened as his cock grew completely rigid. “Slow down,” he groaned.
She did, settling into a slow, steady rhythm. His hips began to rock and and a clear drop of pre cum oozed from the tip. She licked her lips then leaned down and stuck the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit to scoop the glistening drop into her mouth. Her dad moaned loudly as she pressed her tongue against the roof of her mouth to spread his little offering over her tastebuds. It wasn’t an unpleasant flavor.
She looked at the hard cock twitching in her hands then bent again to lick the length of it. Her dad’s hips bucked wildly at the contact of her tongue. She continued to lick for several moments as she stroked faster.
Her dad rocked his hips and groaned softly. Phoebe raised her head a little and took the spongy, mushroom like head into her mouth. Her lips closed around the shaft and she began to move slowly up and down.
“Ohhhhhh fuck, yes,” her dad groaned loudly as she began to move up and down on his rigid member, her tongue undulating against the shaft as she sucked him in.
She let one hand glide between his legs to cup his balls as his hands closed over the back of her head to encourage her to take him deeper into her mouth. His hips thrust up to meet her downward stroke. As he fucked her mouth faster she felt the head of his cock push into her throat and she gagged.
She tightened her hand around his shaft and squeezed his balls as she tired to breath through her mouth and bob her head up and down on his cock faster. She could feel his cock swelling and knew he was going to cum.
“Phoebe,” he said huskily, “I’m going to cum in your mouth.”
She nodded as she continued to pump his shaft with one hand and massage his balls with the other. He pushed her head down, thrusting up into her mouth and she felt the first rope of thick, salty, slightly smokey semen hit the back of her throat.
“Baby,” he groaned as she started to swallow.
His cock pulsed and throbbed in her warm, wet mouth as she sucked and swallowed squeezing his balls and using her hand to milk every last drop he had to offer. He shuddered as she let his spent organ slip from her mouth.
He reached for her, pulling her up to lay in his arms while his heartbeat slowed and his breathing returned to normal. She rested her head against his chest and he kissed the top of her head. Phoebe snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes.
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She awoke alone in her bed. The room was dimly lit by the last light of day. She looked at the clock by her bed. 6:48 PM. She sat up and winced at the pain in her buttocks and thighs. She was going to be sore for days.
Before she could get up her bedroom door opened and her dad peeked into the room. “You’re awake” he said entering her bedroom and closing the door. His speech was slurred and Phoebe knew he’d been drinking while she slept.
He started unbuttoning his shirt as he walked unsteadily toward her bed. He shrugged the shirt off and dropped it on the floor. Her eyes roamed over his well muscled chest and firm stomach. He looked pretty damn good for his age. His hand moved to unzip his fly.
“Justin is home,” Phoebe reminded him as he pushed his pants down and stepped out of them.
“I called your gran and told her you were sleeping over at a friend’s. She took Justin for the night,” he said as he kneeled on the bed.
His hands closed on the hem of her tee shirt and she lifted her arms as he pulled it off over her head. He laid her back against her pillows and leaned down to kiss her. Her arms snaked around his neck and she opened her mouth accepting his tongue. He tasted of the Scotch that he had drank for dinner.
His hand caressed her firm young breast, teasing the nipple till it was hard. His lips left hers and she sighed as his mouth found the pink pebble and his hand slid lower. Her hands closed over the back of his head as he licked and sucked her sensitive nipple.
His hand slipped between her thighs and she let her legs fall open for him. His fingers glided over her clit and through the folds of her pussy, He stroked up and down her slit spreading the wetness there before delving into her tight cunt.
She moaned as his mouth left her breasts to follow the path his hand had taken. She pulled her knees up spreading herself open as he settled between her thigh. He pressed his face against the warm, moist flesh and breathed her scent in.
He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and thrust his tongue into her as far as he could, moaning into her body before pulling his tongue up through her inner lips to flick the tip against her clit. Phoebe shivered and clenched her thighs against his head. He took the hard nub of her clit into his mouth and began to suck as he pushed his fingers into her again.
She rocked against his face as he worked his fingers in and out of her drenched pussy. Phoebe began to tremble as he licked and sucked. She lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders, moaning low in her throat as he he curved his long fingers to stroked the upper wall of her vagina.
“Daddy, it feels so good,” she groaned. “Don’t stop.”
She felt him shake his head and her back arched as he slid another finger into her already full cunt. She started to shake and roll her head from side to side. Her breath coming in the whimpering pants that were becoming familiar to him.
“Uh huh. Uh huh. Daddy. Daddy.”
Her back arched and she dug her heels into his back, her juices flooding his fingers as she came harder than she ever had before. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and sealed his mouth against the opening to lap up the sweet nectar flowing from her young body.
“Oh fuck, baby,” he murmured against her spasming cunt, “I just want to drown in you.”
“Uh huh,” she whimpered softly as she floated down from the heights of her orgasm, her eyes closed.
She felt him move to cover her body with his and she wrapped her arms around his neck as his lips found hers. She could smell her musk on his face and taste herself in his mouth as he kissed her deeply. He moaned softly as she opened her mouth and her tongue began to dance with his.
His cock was hard as steel against her thigh. She spread her legs wider and squirmed a little until she was holding his hips between her firm, silky thighs. His weight pressed her down as he reached over and turned on the light by her bed.
“Look at me Phoebe,” he said huskily.
Her eyes met his and he pushed his hard, throbbing prick into her warm, wet cunt. She groaned and flexed the muscles in her pussy as he filled her up. He buried the entire length of his cock inside her and held it there for a long moment breathing heavily as he gazed down at her.
“Do you love me, baby?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed as he began to fuck her slowly. Her hands glided over the flexing muscles in his back. “I love you.”
He pushed up on his arms, his eyes still roaming over her face, his tempo increasing as he thrust deeply into her willing young body. The velvet walls of her tight sheath gripped his cock, rippling around it as he fucked her harder.
She wrapped her legs around him and rocked her hips to meet each powerful thrust. He lowered himself onto his forearms and leaned down to kiss her. She moaned into his mouth and he lifted his head to look into her eyes again.
“I love you, baby,” he said. “I love you so fucking much. You’re my girl, right?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she panted. “Daddy, fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
He pushed up on his arms and pounded his hard cock into her. She threw her head back, her thighs clenching against his hips, her fingers digging into the small of his back. He knew she was close to cumming again and he gritted his teeth as he tried to hold back his own orgasm.
“Daddy,” she wailed, bucking her hips wildly. “Daddy, I’m gonna cum.”
“Oh, fuck, Phoebs. Do it. Cum for me. Cum on Daddy’s cock.”
Her body stiffened and her legs gripped him tightly as she tried to pull him deeper. He continued to pound into her, his balls slapping wetly against her ass as she groaned loudly. He felt her tight cunt clamp down on his engorged prick as her orgasm rolled over and through her. His balls tightened as the walls of her pussy spasmed around his cock.
“Phoebe,” he growled as his cock twitched inside her and let loose the first blast of cum.
“I can feel it, Daddy,” she breathed as she pulled him down to lie on top of her. “I feel you cumming inside of me.”
His hips jerked against her and he continued to pump into her as his balls unloaded all they had. She held him tightly and he shuddered as his cock spurted the last of his semen into his daughter’s cunt. Phoebe trailed kisses along his jaw to his lips.
“I really do love you, Daddy,”she said quietly.
“That’s good,” he said lifting his head to look down at her. “I love you, too, little girl. And I need you. I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to let you go.”
He rolled to his side and pulled her into his arms. She snuggled against him. “It’s okay, Daddy,” she assured him. “I don’t want you to let go.”
Jake smiled and kissed her forehead. He closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep with his baby in his arms.
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Sarah was the shag of the century, believe me.
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Worshipping My Ass
by: EvaMartini
age: 22
Gender: f
Approx words: 3646
(I posted this once then lost my profile so I’m posting it again.)
Today is my 22nd birthday and I am giving myself some free time to do what I want. For a long time, I have wanted to discuss the subject of guys worshipping my ass, so today is the day. Then tonight I will party and maybe blow out some candles, among other things.
I am five-foot-five with stylishly long dark hair and brown eyes. I have a medium build that is 34b on top and a gorgeous and attention-getting rear-end. I study journalism part time at a Southern California college and I wait tables and am a barmaid at other times.
I am 2nd generation Czech-American and I have all of the tolerances and amusements for the kinky, nasty, and depraved things that one would expect given some curious history of preceding ladies of my lineage. I am not into extreme-extreme, but I would listen to outlandish things even if I didn’t choose to participate in them. Let me say it like this: If you invited me to watch (not participate in) a girl getting face-humped by a half-dozen dogs, I would likely say I am interested. If you achieve orgasms from killing cats—well—please find another friend.Why am I interested in the subject of ass worship?
Men have been commenting about my booty-butt since I was in elementary school and their comments became more emboldened as I passed through adolescence. Because of their ardor for my bottom, it seemed only natural that I would someday come to this conclusion: If my ass is that divine, then men should kneel behind me and put their mouth where there words have been.
If you think that opinion is in error, then please let me tell you that there are scores of men who want to kiss my ass and most of them would agree to the word “worship” if I pushed the issue. Yes, I did say “scores of men”. There are so many more than I ever anticipated who will kiss and lick and deep-tongue my round rear-end. I am not saying that I am so sexy that men can’t stay away. I’m saying that there is a surprising number of men who have a penchant for licking girls’ asses and if you are a girl who has not come to understand that, then you have some very hot and exciting times ahead of you, that is, if you are into that that sort of thing.
What do I like about men worshipping my ass?
There are a few primary things that make ass worship very erotic for me. 1) A sense of power because ass worshippers are sometimes weak-willed and pliable to whatever I say. 2) A realization of my own sexual appeal. I mean think about it—a guy is willing to put his mouth right “there”? He finds me so appealing that he wants to drive his tongue deep up into my butt? He will stay back there and do it for long, long periods of time? Yes, that should make any girl feel very sexy. 3) It just feels so good! It takes finesse for a man to lick pussy and work the clit, etc. and actually get me to the big “O”. However, ass licking is straight-up simple and all it needs to get me hot is a man who is eager to do it. Simply put: There is no wrong way to lick a girl’s ass and get her hot, at least not in my experience.
Those primary elements are accentuated even more with the addition of facesitting. The guy lays down. He keeps his face pointed straight up. He sees my booty-butt spreading and descending yet he keeps his face pointed straight up knowing I am going to sit on it (otherwise I will not give him the pleasure of sitting on his face). I nestle down. I get his nose in the center of my ass. I let my weight come down on him. I slowly grind and rock on his nose and face. I am in charge. My ass moisture covers him. My butt is on his face. I rule. He lets me. All of it adds up to a great deal of self-empowerment and esteem for my sex appeal.The problem with ass worshippers . . .
There is one issue about ass worshippers that I find a bit bothersome and that is this: Most men who proclaim themselves to be ass worshippers really are not ass worshippers. I’m not saying that they are lying, although many will say anything if they think it will lead them to pussy, but rather that they don’t understand what ass worship is.
To those who don’t understand let me say that ass worship is more than licking a girl’s ass and maybe deep-tonguing it although those are elements of it. There are nasty boys who love that and if they sincerely are after ass licking and not just moving on to pussy, they are very pleasurable to me because they will lick and tongue for long periods of time and with enough enthusiasm to get any girl hot. However, long periods of enthusiastic tongue-work is not, by itself, ass worship. Most men think it is. However, by themselves the arts of licking, kissing, sniffing, and deep-tonguing do not amount to true ass worship. At the most, they might at times qualify as partial ass worship.Ass worship as defined by Eva . . .
So then, how do I define ass worship?
Well, I’m not saying that I am the expert, but I am saying I am very convinced of what the term “ass worship” means to me and it is the power of my own convictions that makes me willing to risk giving my opinion.
More than licking or other oral applications, ass worship is a deep and profound adoration of a girl’s nether region that is expressed with words and accompanied by prolonged experiences of the worshipper’s senses for sight, feel, smell, and taste. I might also add “facesitting” as an addendum. In other words, you are a worshipper if you want to gaze upon my ass close-up and praise its beauty; fondle my buttocks and extol the divine nature of their texture and contour; lick, deep-tongue, and kiss my “rosebud” and speak words of love and adoration to it; sniff my deep and mysterious cavern and extol its fragrance as something you love and crave.
For me, there is a sequence of those activities that seems appropriate:
1) Hands – to fondle my glorious and full buttocks (remember words of adoration)
2) Nose – to sniff that scent and love it (“No other girl smells as good”; it’s okay to lie)
3) Lips – to kiss my buttocks and then that canyon and then that rosebud (words of worship)
4) Tongue – to lick that canyon, then that rosebud, then (if you are willing), deep-tongue
5) Face – If all goes well, then after those four steps, I will probably want to sit on your face. This is the one step where you won’t have to speak words of love and devotion to my ass because—well—when a booty girl sits on your face, you won’t be able to speak at all.
The “Nose” step is so important to discuss. Maybe you think sniffing a girl’s butt just for the sake of worshipping her is too nasty or self-possessed or whatever. Okay, so don’t do it, but be aware if a butt-sniffer comes along, your girl will probably make room for him. In my experience, buttsniffing is the one thing that separates a true ass worshipper from a partial ass worshipper. Very few guys will offer to sniff my ass and I am not going to suggest the idea to any guy because I know it sounds very bizarre, even though I love it a lot. The very few guys who are into and ask for it have never ever disappointed when it comes to being an ass worshipper. So girls, if you are into the ass worship thing and you run across a guy who is into buttsniffing, then I believe you have yourself someone who will please you immensely. I can’t say this for certain because my sample-size is small, but I am about 100% certain that buttsniffers make the best and complete ass worshippers.
If you are a buttsniffer and the girl is into it, you must know one thing that is so important yet not ever thought about ahead of time and that is this: If you are going to sniff my butt, you must do it before anything else. Why? Well because licking or kissing or facesitting dissipates the scent and once that happens, why even sniff?
Always-always-always when you sniff, you must tell the girl that you are in love with her scent. For me, a buttsniffer who raves about loving it endears himself greatly while also alleviating the natural inhibitions girls have about smelling good.
Again, ass worship at all levels must include what you say about your adoration of the girl’s butt and that is even more true when it comes to worship-by-scent (buttsniffing).
Take your time!
The biggest problem that butt guys have is their rabid quest to get their tongues involved. Nearly all are so eager to lick and (especially!) get their tongues up there that they rush the important worship elements that should be done beforehand, such as fondling, sniffing, and kissing. Don’t hurry! Take your time to enjoy the sense of sight, feel, and smell before rushing into the taste. Personally, I wouldn’t put my mouth “there” or even my face in someone’s ass, but I’m all into having guys so-possessed do it to me. If they want to do that with their mouth then why would I say “no”? I know that sounds ridiculously selfish, but it is a fact that some guys can’t wait to put their faces, mouths, and especially their tongues back there. But, it can all go south quickly if the guy rushes things.
The point is for you to take your time with each stage. If it takes a half hour of fondling and a half-hour of buttsniffing and a half-hour of kissing her rosebud, then take that time. You will find it worthwhile because she will likely want you back again. Guys who rush might be good for a short-time thrill, but a girl who likes her ass worshipped is more likely to call back those who take their time to go through the stages—fondle, smell, kiss, lick, deep-tongue. There are too many guys willing to lick and deep-tongue. The harder ones to find are the ones who do it all—and take their time.
How do you know when she is ready for you to move on to the next step?
Plan on 20 minutes per step. When you near the end of that time, just give her a hint that you are ready to move and see how she reacts.
For example: A year ago, I had one very eager buttsniffer who stayed back there for a half-hour and seemed like he wanted to sniff my butt all day. However, he seemed to realize that I might be ready to move on, even if he wasn’t. He withdrew his nose and kissed the walls of my scented canyon tenderly. Ass kissing—the next step. With just three soft and romantic kisses on the canyon walls (not on my anus), he was asking if it was time. I cooed and he moved into making out with my ass.
If you’re kissing her rosebud and wonder if it’s time for the tongue thing, don’t just come out with a tongue on her rosebud. That is too assertive on your part. Instead, kiss her rosebud, then kiss up to her tailbone. When you’re ready to move back down, kiss and kiss but apply some very recognizable and very short licks—not to her rosebud but to that dark canyon. When you get “home” resume kissing, give it a few seconds, then repeat. At some point, she will make it known she is ready for tongue. Otherwise, assume she still wants to be kissed. Just don’t rush things!What ass worship is not . . .
Some people are disgusted with the ass worship thing because they think it has to do with shit. That is so far from the truth. It has nothing whatsoever to do with toilet games.
Instead, it has everything to do with adoring a beautiful and special part of a female. If it was a shit activity, I wouldn’t be interested. There is no thought or suggestion or even a hint of the sight, smell, feel, or taste of that. All of the sight, smell, feel, and taste has to do with the nether erogenous zones of the female anatomy that are given their special character in much the same manner as those that make pussy feel and taste and smell the way it does. You don’t hear guys saying, “No, I won’t lick that pussy because I’m not into urine!” The same is true about a girl’s derriere. All ass flavor and smell etc. is achieved apart from toilet things, the same as it is for pussy.The romance of ass worship . . .
This might sound absurd and had I not experienced it myself, I would probably agree it is absurd. But, there is a romance involved with ass worship.
I mean, think about it: When I spread myself before a guy’s face, I am opening myself to a guy like a girl spreads her legs for sex. I am offering the deepest and most intimate and most secret and most private part of myself. I definitely won’t do that for just anyone, but I will especially for a guy who understands the deep intimacy that can be shared; the girl making herself most vulnerable to a man who is ready to adore her.
I have had a couple of romantic encounters that seemed to greatly parallel a normal date. The guy spoke words of endearment (ass-related), he fondled and kissed (buttcheeks), he inhaled my essence and then made-out extensively with his lips on my rosebud. From there, he transitioned to oral sex (in this case, oral/anal) and when the time came for sex, he penetrated me with his tongue and engaged in oral/anal intercourse until we both climaxed.
That might all sound strange and you might even be shaking your head as I did the first time I heard about it. But, if you have interest in ass worship, it is something to consider and while having a man make-out with my ass hole was strange at first, it didn’t take long for the sensations of deep romance and intimacy to make themselves known.
Not all ass worship needs to be on a romantic level to excite me. Hell, sometimes I’ll just take a torrid tongue from an ass licker who has no idea what worship is. Other times, I will go for a casual worshipper who understands and wants to worship even though he might not get into all phases of it. Still on other occasions, I want a “true” ass worshipper who wants to do it all—romantically—and take his time; like a lot of time.Facesitting
When the other forms of worship have been concluded, I usually have a strong urge to sit on the guy’s face. I’m not sure why I feel that but I believe it has to do with taking my rightful place and a sense of empowerment over the male like the final subduing of the vanquished male who lays sated and weak and helpless. Sometimes, I feel like a seducing goddess who is doing something extremely sensual and that makes me feel extremely sexy.
When I sit, I aim for the nose. Don’t be mistaken! If I sit on your face, your nose will be deep in my ass. Too many guys think they will lick my ass when I sit on their face but that doesn’t happen. I sit on noses. My round booty will certainly sit on the guy’s entire face because there is enough butt-cheek to cover any guy’s face, but I sit on noses.
Why?
Well, it brings me to an aspect of facesitting that I don’t mention often, but as long as I’m giving away my secret store here, I might as well ‘fess up.
I sit on noses not just because it feels so awesome but because (the confession here) I want to be sure my scent is all over his nose so he smells me long after we are apart. I call it “scenting” and it is done very sensually with a slow rocking and rubbing motion on the man’s nose.
The length of time I sit depends on how well I think I have “scented” him. If he just licked my ass and then I sat on his face immediately, then it will take some time before I can “scent” his face enough. If there has been a lapse of time between him licking the moisture from my ass and me sitting on his face, then there will probably be enough moisture rebuilt in my deep cavern that will make scenting his nose a relatively easy thing.
I don’t demand that a guy lets me sit on his face but I do know that most butt guys want it. It is just a matter of a short time before his desire for me to sit on his face is exposed which means that the majority of my sessions have facesitting and the majority of sessions with facesitting will end with me scenting the guy’s nose. I don’t think most of them know what I’m doing and for most of them, I won’t ever tell them about it. I’ll enjoy my secret and just enjoy scenting their faces.
Of course, when I’m done it will be pretty hard to miss that a booty girl just sat on their face but by then, it’s a little too late to avoid the consequences and I find that so exciting. I know all along what I am doing to him but he has no idea—until I am off of his face for a long enough time for his nostrils to return to normalcy.
Booties vs butts: There is a difference
If you are still with me, then I owe it to you to reveal something you might not have thought about.
A girl with a normal butt will acquire normal moisture between her cheeks and she will therefore have a normal amount of scent and taste.
However, a girl like me who has a booty (butt is a little bigger than most girls with my build) has rounder butt cheeks and a much deeper canyon. Both of those factors create more moisture which means much more scent and taste.
Therefore, before you make a play for a booty girl, be sure you are truly into girl-ass because you will get quite a dose of it and you certainly will not do well if you say you want it only to discover that you can’t do it because it is too much for you. I’m not saying it is awful because to a true ass worshipper, they crave booty-type girls. They want all of the scent and taste they can get and booty girls give them that. But for those who are less certain of their ass worship-hood, it is a factor worth considering before you approach a girl with a booty.
Just one example as I wrap this up:
I dated a guy who loved having his normal-ass former girlfriend sit on his face; more specifically, on his nose. He wanted it all of the time. When they broke up, he had a chance to approach me and I liked him and thought a one-time thing might be fun and, after all, it was just facesitting. However, when I sat on his face, the moisture did what it often does—it caused squishing sounds on his nose and it spread over his face and he was soon pushing me off and taking deep breaths of air. He was not prepared for all of that because he had never had a booty sit on his face. I am happy to report that he regained his resolve and after about an hour of giving him squishy-nose, he kissed my sweet rosebud goodbye.Summary:
My parting message is just a reminder of the primary things I hope you will keep in mind if you are into worshipping a girls’ rear-ends:
1) Don’t rush! (Feel, smell, kiss, savor, deep-tongue – each with fullness, never rushed)
2) If you can bring yourself to it, become one of those rare buttsniffers. It will separate
you from the others who don’t understand the sensual nature of sniffing.
3) Always-always-always worship with words! Her ass is the best smelling, best tasting,
most beautiful, etc. you have ever experienced. Lie if you have to. Just say it!
4) Try to comprehend the intimacy and romance that can happen if you “date” her ass
much same as you would for dating her normally (ie: make out with her rosebud,
have sexual intercourse with your tongue up there, that sort of thing).
* If you like or dislike or don’t understand any of this—Evamartini at inbox.com, but
don’t just contact me for a date okay?
I wish all of you the best in this strange and erotic and mysterious endeavor that is so sexy and exciting and romantic and orgasmic.
Yes, it’s not hard for me to have orgasms just from ass worship.
~~~ Eva
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Ever get it in your head that you just want to do something crazy? Not just something out of the norm, but something really over the top? Did you ever do it? Michi and Keiko talked about, now let’s see if they really did it?
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My name is Phoenix, I’m 17 years old, a senior in highschool and I live in a small, shitty, conservative town in Maine that I long to get the fuck out of. I have long black and pink hair, and I have my septum, lip (snakebites) and nipples peirced (just to give you a visual).
The first day back from my Christmas break, I walked into my favorite class (World Geography) to get the shock of my life. My favorite teacher Mr. Cage was no where to be seen, and sitting in his chair behind his desk was a different man completely. I came to find out Mr. Cage had resigned and this was his replacement. As I stared him down I took in the details about him. His hair was cut into a military style mohawk, he was strong faced, and had his left eyebrow peirced. He was wearing a white dress shirt and tie (not tucked in), jeans and some dirty sneakers. The man noticed my stares and turned his head to look at me, and flashed me a friendly grin. I on the other hand, flashed him a dirty look and took my seat. Maybe I sounded like a bitch, but I was pissed; Mr. Cage was the best teacher I ever had, and I loved the subject (So much that I planned on making it a career). I was already having a shitty day, and this made it ten time worse.
I took out my notebook and started to doodle, trying to pass the time. “Just this hour and it’ll be 3:00 and you can get the hell out of here!” I thought to myself. Suddenly I heard my name called “Huh?” I asked toward the direction of whomever said my name. It was the new teacher calling roll. “Phoenix, you’re here right?” he said and gave me a teasing wink. “Yeah.” I said smugly and went back to doodling.
It seemed it took hours before I heard my name yet again. “Huh, what?” I looked up, this time to see him at the front of the class next to the marker board, which had his name (Mr. Peirce) and some notes we were supposed to take on Japan. “I said, do you know the major exports of Japan?” “Uh, Iron, Steel, electronics, and automobiles?” “Very good. However, you haven’t been paying any attention all hour, and have been giving me an attitude all hour, so I’m afraid I’m going to have to make you stay after school in detention with me.” he stated. “WHAT?! The hell I will!” I screamed. “That, young lady, just earned you another detention. Would you like more? Please, continue.” he said with a stern look. The class behind me giggled and “ooohed” me. As much as I felt the need to continue, I shut my mouth and shook my head.
A few minutes later the bell rang and everybody left the room except for Mr. Peirce and I. “I’ll be back in just a minute, I’m going to use the restroom. Utilize your time and get out some homework or something to work on while I’m gone.” As he left the room I got out my book and started to read. When he got back he shut the door behind him (and to the lack of my knowledge at the time, locked it) and walked over to my desk. “So, what are you working on?” he asked. “I’m just reading a book, what’s it to you?” I stood up and said angrily. He looked at me in the eyes for a full 4 seconds before he grabbed me by the wrist and jerked me over to his desk and grabbed me by the hair, forcing me to bend over his desk, my face down on top of it. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU-” I got out before he slapped his other hand over my mouth. He bent down and whispered ferociously in my ear “When I’m teaching, I command respect. Maybe I seem like a push-over, a nice guy, but I won’t allow disrespect. You need to be taught a lesson.” He then proceeded to grab a ruler out of one of his drawers and dragged a corner of the ruler lightly down my spine, giving me chills and goosebumps. Then he unnexpectedly smacked my ass with it. Hard. Then again, and again. Each time I gave out a scream, almost unaudible because his hand stayed pressed against my mouth.
After a few more hard smacks he pulled up my skirt and pulled my panties down around my ankles, despite my protests. “You are a little slut aren’t you? Look at that, your pussy is soaking wet. Tsk, tsk, you enjoyed that didn’t you, you slut?” He said, licking his lips. I couldn’t help my self, as he rubbed his finger down my wet slit, I moaned. I think he took this as a que, as he pulled me back up by my hair (his hand off of my mouth) and made me sit on his desk. He licked and bit down my neck to my breasts, which he sucked and nipped at. He then spread my legs open, kneeled down, and started to eat my wet cunt. “Oh FUCK!” I moaned. “You like that slut?” He said as took away his mouth and started to finger me. It didn’t take very long before I came. Wave after wave of pure pleasure hit me. Again he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me down on my knees, as he stood up, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock. It must’ve been 9 inches, at least and was very thick. I licked the head and took it as far into my mouth and throat as I could. I gagged a few times, which he enjoyed, made apparent by his deep moans.
After a minute or two, he pulled me off and said “Damn, you are so good at this. Any longer and I might have lost it. Bend over, whore!” I did what he said. The next thing I knew he was inside me, unmercilessly pounding with all his force, sending me into wave after wave of earth shattering orgasms. “OH FUUUUUCK YES!” I screamed. A minute later he groaned deeply as he came deep inside me. After he pulled out, he pulled his pants back on and yelled “Get dressed slut!” So I got off of his desk and dressed myself. Once we were both dressed, he grabbed me by my hair, shoved me against the wall, and kissed me, hard. When we both ran out of breath he whispered in my ear, “You better have learned your lesson, slut. See you after school again tommorow.” And then he walked out. Needless to say, I couldn’t wait to learn something new the next time.
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My wife and I are sexually adventurous and love group sex, especially in public
A nasty wife learns that she is the one who will so as she’s told.
My first foray into erotic non-fiction. Although its been three years so I took some liberty on detail and dialogue. Go easy on me, guys 🙂
Li is a sexually frustrated women who contacted me by E-mail. Her story—-
Tiffany is a healthy, sexually active middle aged beauty. Her husband has had surgery and cant perform. She finds men to serve her.
My fiancée
Introduction : This is a true story. It was happened about 15 years ago. At that time we were young, ignorance and innocent in exploring sex.
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I had been dating my fiancée for sometime. Today I decided to take her cherry a week after we were engaged . I was 22 then and Anna was 17 y. o. I took her to a lodging house in the out-skirt downtown which I had surveyed the other day. It was a bit run-down and old but quite cozy and clean.
As soon as I shoved my fiancée in the main hall, a fat middle aged man, presumed the boss, asked us “Want a room?” I quickly said: “Yes please”
His eyes stared at my fiancée’s face and her body, then he told us to hand out our ID cards which my fiancée was reluctant. But she finally dug from her small bag and gave it to me. I handed over both cards to him. He took a quick glance and gave us the key, “No.8 up stair” he said to us.
We quickly walked up the staircase, found the No.8 room and closed the door. She was a bit uneasy and scared. After my sweet talk and hugging all over her body she became to calm down. This was the room where I fucked my fiancée the first time. And I found out that she was not a virgin. She looked at me and knew that was wrong. I asked her who took her cherry? She honestly told me it was her two big brothers when she was 16 y. o. Her eldest brother started it first. When the big brother was away, the other brother did it. On and off,they had a few times before their mother found out. She scolded her brothers and from then on she slept with her mother.
We had a romantic and joyful sex and she was enjoying every moment. Even she wanted another fuck before we left.
When we were getting dress up to go home, we heard the door being thumped briefly. I open it and saw the boss standing there, his face was pale. As he entered the room, he told us that the authority officers were checking the rooms down stair. He added that my girl-friend was less than 18 year old and it was an offence to take an under-aged girl to do this thing in their lodging house. He also advised us to give the offices $500 to pay them off. Otherwise they would take us to the police. We were very frighten and told him we don’t have that much money. My fiancée was crying. Then the fat man said he could pay first and talk to us latter. I thanked him and we would do what he wanted us to do for his help.
Ten minutes later, the fat man returned to our room. He raised his voice and told us he had paid the officers off and asked us how much money we had. I told him I had a hundred and fifty and gave him all the money. He said how were we going to pay the rest. We shook our heads.
Then he told me to use her to pay up the balance by taking a few customers of his. My fiancée refused. The fat man was angry and said he had help us, otherwise if those five officers came up here and saw your under aged pretty little girl, they would not only take money but would certainly intimidate you and definitely took turns to fuck her. Then she wouldn’t be able to walk for few days. My fiancée was very terrified and said she couldn’t let so many men to fuck her. The fat man smiled, that was it, if you cooperated with him and made him enjoy, he could be the only man here to fuck her. and we don’t have to pay the rest of money. We were reluctance and finally she agreed when she realised only let him fuck her was better than so many others.
The boss told me to leave the room and asked me to wait at his office down stair. He shut the door with my fiancée and him in the room
I walk to his office there was nobody in the hall and the main door was shut. I sat in his office and I noticed a small TV was on and someone was talking on the screen. To my horror, they were my fiancée and the fat man. They were completely naked. My fiancée was laying on the bed with her hands covered her eyes and the naked fat man was fondling, grasping and kissing her small breasts. My second thought made me more shivered when I realised the fat man might had seen everything when I fucked my fiancee a moment earlier as he watched us from this TV. I was not willing to see further in this situation. But I was tempted by the groaning sound made by Anna and the sexy dirty words uttered by the wicked man, so my eyes were drawn back to the TV screen. The fat man was holding Anna legs and spread then wide apart by his two powerful hands. He was licking and mowing her pussy with his mouth; tongue and lips. Anna was moaning with her eyes closed. Later, when I glanced at the TV again the fat man was fucking my fiancée with his big fat dick.
About thirty minutes soon after, I saw the fat man walk down the stair fellow by my fiancée. He saw me sitting in his office with the TV facing me, he made a immoral smile. Before he handed over our ID cards he also returned my money. He commented that she had given him very good service and he was satisfied. But I had to bring her back next week for him to use one more time. I was to tell him no way while I look at my fiancée. She seemed no objection as she nodded her head. The fat man said, he had already discussed with her in the room. She had cried and as well agreed to come back one more time. I did not know why my fiancée so quickly consented to allow him again to fuck her as we were going to leave this place and not coming back.
We left the lodge and took Anna back to her house. On the way back we did not say a word.
For three days I did not see Anna or give her a phone call. Then late in the evening I received a call. It was my fiancée. She said, she wanted to see me tonight. At eight, I picked her up and drove to a isolated place. From there I was going to tell her how sorry I was to get her into this mess. Before I could open my mouth to speak, I head her said “Darling, I am sorry. Do you still want me?”
I was rather surprised and said “Sorry for what.”
“I was not a virgin, I had been used by my brothers and now fucked by the fat man.” she told me.
I said to her, of course I wanted her and I love her. it was not your fault. It was not your willingness. It was a bad encounter in our experience. We would try to forgive and forget and don’t let it happen again
But we had to go back next Monday to face the fat man, she told me.
“Why”
Otherwise he would come to my house and looked for me and all people should know about it… because from my ID card he knew where I live the fat man reminded me that day, she said.
I was shocked to learn that and stared at her not knowing what to do. Then I recalled what I had seen in his office’s TV. The fat man might used the video to blackmail her if she don’t fulfill her promise. All these things came over my mind and I dared not tell my fiancée about her being video-tape in the sex act as this might hurt her further.
“Darling, as long as you promise you love me and want me, I am not afraid to go and face him again. What he want is to use my body to satisfy his lust. He did not hurt me that day and was very polite to me,” she told me.
I said: “I don’t want to see you in bed with that fat man again, if I could. But if we don’t go, I afraid he might harm you. We don’t have a choice.”
The next Monday afternoon, we were in that lodging house again. The fat man was already in the office doing something to his TV. When he saw my fiancée, he hurriedly came to greet us and said “ Hi young lady, you look absolutely cute today. I am so glad to see you again!!!”
“Please go upstairs, make yourself comfortable. Uncle will come to serve you in a jiffy,” he added.
My fiancée without hesitation walked up the staircase and I saw an elderly lady fellow her. She was holding a sag bag. It was fairly big.
When they disappeared from our sight, the fat man told me to leave and come back two hours later.
Seeing that, there was a woman with them, I was quite relaxed to leave her alone.
Two hours was quite long for me to wait at this time but it was gradually passed by. When I came back to the lodging house, I saw my fiancée was sitting in the couch waiting.
The fat man was not there, the woman told me to take my fiancée back. They had promised not to disturb us anymore.
On our way my fiancée said she was hungry and wish to eat something. While we were eating I asked her how she felt. She said, she was fine but hungry and tired.
I said why she took so long in the lodging house.
She said: “The fat man fucked her once and later again he fucked another,” almost cried out.
What about the woman, why was she there with you.
“Oh that woman, she is the fat man’s wife. She wants to watch her husband fucked me. She was in the room all the time with us,” my fiancé was hesitating.
Was that all she wanted to watch?
Anna was reluctance to say further, and I think it was not that simple. So after our meals I took her back to her house.
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We married after a year. Anna and I live happily and we have two children.
It was quite sometimes ago after our marriage, that once during our lovemaking and she was high as she was not able to hold her old secret any more, she told me what had happened that day.
Below was what had happen to Anna that day:-
Once in that same room No.8, the elder woman ordered Anna to strip completely naked and she did the same.
After that, the woman open the bag and threw the contents on the bed. They were sex toys, all sort of dildos of different size and color. Ann was surprised and did not quite understand what were they for, neither did she had seen or used them before.
Anna asked the woman what was she doing here and where was the uncle.
The woman smiled: “Young lady, you like uncle Tom, don’t you? He is my husband. Your uncle likes young pussy, so do I !!!! Make yourself relax on the bed, I will eat your little succulent pussy first then your uncle will come to take his turn to make you happy.”
Before Anna could question further, the woman pushed Anna on the bed and started to lick and rubbed her big fat tongue all over her cunt.
Anna had stopped arguing and was enjoying her fantastic pleasure. This was the second time she had her cunnilingus on her small pussy. But this time was done by a woman and far better than the man (as women know where are their most sensitive spots of the pussy ) and served better pleasure for Anna
Anna gratefully spreading her legs as far as they would go and even used her fingers to spread open her labium for the woman enhanced access.
When Anna’s cunt was getting wetter, the woman put her finger inside Anna love tunnel. She finger-fucked her. Seemingly that the litter girl not satisfied, she reached out the bed and grabbed a dildo and thrust it into Anna’s cunt.
After playing Anna’s pussy with some more didos she asked Anna to eat her pussy.
Anna refused because she never did that before.
While Anna was reluctant to give the woman a pussy lickjob , the bedroom door flunk open , the fat man was in the room and shut the door. He was naked except his boxer. He already had a hard on, very huge bulge on his boxer.
He was smiling as he walked towards them. He told his wife: “ Don’t scare the litter girl. We will try to teach her how to do it.”
He was very kind taking the naked Ann to the bed and laid her on the bed with her legs hanging down on each side of the bed corner.
Anna was particulary happy to see the fat man with them and was willingly to act what he wanted her to do.
The man knew that, Anna needed badly a real cock inside her wet pussy but he was not going for that yet. Instead he took his pecker over Anna’s face and asked her to suck his cock.
Anna shilly-shally a moment but decided to taste a man’s cock so she obliged taking the man’s cock to her open mouth and looking at him, “I don’t know how.”
After some instructions, Anna had pick up the skill and was going fine.
The fat man turned around, his face was facing Anna’s pussy, he licked her cunt while Anna was giving him a blowjob in 69 ways.
The older lady was watching all the while and was very horny and aroused told her husband: “Tom, fuck her, fuck the litter pussy for me to watch.”
Tom was getting ready with his erected dick. Anna saw it was much bigger than last time she had seen it. But she did not close her eyes anymore. She wanted to enjoy sex.
After several minutes of fucking at Anna’s tight pussy, Tom told Anna to give his wife’s pussy a lickjob, as his wife needed it badly.
At first Anna refused but after several coaxing, Anna begun to like the idea by licking a woman’s pussy and her husband fucking her.
As soon as without telling, the woman dashed to Anna and crouched between her head with her cunt full of dripping succulence.
Anna enjoyed her first cunnilingus for the woman.
At this point, my wife, Anna was reluctance to tell me further of her encounter but unrelentingly to say that, that day the fat man had fucked her twice within the two hours.
I notice my wife was extremely horny after she related her story to me so I asked her “Darling, can I fuck you another round.
“Yes, I too need it badly,” she moaned.
That second round was far better than any fuck that I ever had with her and she enjoyed very much. We had the first time doing fellatio and cunnillingus to each other.
After I cum my load inside her, I looked at her eyes and said, “Do you mind to try something which we have had missed out 15 years.”
Anna was interested: “What was that.”
I was serious and talked straight at her. “Do you want to fuck 3some with another man?”
“Of course I do and longing for you to say that” she smile gleefully.
Our sex activities have improved and we love each other more than ever.
The end.
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An anonymous online pickup results in abuse of this submissive sissy.
Good readership of Sexstories.com, since a number of you have written to me that you can’t find the original Malpractice stories under my old account, Dadachum, I’ve decided to reupload all the first four chapters here. I understand not everyone might need this, I for one have no problem viewing the old chapters on the site, but for those who miss the stories or who who wants to read them but can’t, here they are.
Rick is better than his dad
“What about your parents?” Alice asked, licking her tongue through her pussy once more.
“I’ll just tell them it gets in the way,” Susan laughed. “How much of a scene can they make. They’ll just look foolish.”
“Well, you don’t want any problems with them, though,” John said. “And that was a great blowjob. You can practice on me any time.”
“I like doing it,” Susan said.
“Are you ready to try me?” Alice asked, smiling up at her.
“You mean you want me to suck your pussy?” Susan asked.
“Only if that’s what you want,” Alice said. “Remember, only ever do what you want to do. That’s the only acceptable reason. If someone else wants and you don’t, don’t, understand?”
“Yes, I understand,” Susan said, seeing the seriousness in her face. “But I would like to try.”
“And I’d love you to,” Alice said with a laugh. “Now let’s switch places,” she said, getting to her feet. “You sit here on the floor and I’ll sit on the bunk. It’ll be much easier that way.”
“Okay,” Susan said, slipping down onto the floor while Alice sat on the bunk. “What should I do?” she asked.
“Whatever you’d like,” Alice said as she brought her feet up onto the edge of the bunk as far apart as possible.
Susan found herself staring at Alice’s pussy which was spread wide open in front of her. She had never seen another woman this close before and she studied Alice’s pussy with curiosity. Her pussy lips were spread wide open and Susan could see her inner lips curled out and around her outer lips. Her swollen clit was sticking out from between her pussy lips, and she could see right into Alice’s hole which was pooling with juices.
Tentatively Susan leaned forward and just licked Alice’s clit with the tip of her tongue. It felt so soft. Again she leaned forward and slowly dragged her tongue along Alice’s pussy, tracing it and tasting her. She liked the taste, she decided after sucking on her tongue and filling her mouth with Alice’s flavor. Then she opened her mouth and sucked one of Alice’s pussy lips into her mouth, worrying it between her lips and gently gnawing on it with her teeth. She was pleased when she heard a soft moan escape from Alice.
Susan was feeling intoxicated as she began to explore Alice’s pussy. Finally she dared to stick her tongue right up into Alice’s hole, really slurping at the juices that had accumulated there. The thick sweetness of Alice’s pussy juices filled her mouth as she savored her flavor. Alice was moaning now as Susan’s tongue took on a life of its own. By now Susan brought her fingers into play, exploring and rubbing all over Alice’s pussy along with her tongue.
Alice was rubbing her pussy into Susan’s face as she sucked her. She couldn’t believe how exciting this was seeing a young girl eat pussy for the first time. And she had a natural knack for it too, she noticed as yet another spasm shot through her body. Then as she felt herself building to more and more of a climax, Susan fastened on her clit and began sucking it and teasing it with her tongue.
Immediately Alice began to cum, her whole body surging up as she pressed her pussy into Susan’s face. She felt Susan’s tongue slide down and into her hole, sucking at the juices that were oozing from inside of her.
Susan couldn’t believe how wonderful it was to suck Alice’s pussy. It felt so nice and soft, and it was warm and wet. Then when Alice would respond to her ministrations, pressing into her or raising her hips up off the bunk, that made her feel so good. Then when she had gotten hold of her clit and sucked on it, Susan was shocked at the reaction as Alice began to cum. When she began to suck on her hole and drink up the juices that were flowing, Susan realized that she had never liked anything so much in her whole life as sucking Alice’s pussy.
She joyfully sucked and slurped and swallowed as she continued to eat Alice’s pussy. Finally Alice had to reach down and lift her face to stop her.
“You’ve got to stop or you’ll kill me,” she said, smiling at her. “It’s just too wonderful to take.”
“Oh, I liked that so much,” Susan said, her face smeared with Alice’s juices. “It tastes so nice and it feels so good. I just loved it.”
“I could tell,” Alice said, pulling her up. “You were fantastic. Now give me a big kiss,” she said, pulling her close.
Willingly Susan locked lips with Alice, their tongues swirling a duet of delight as they sucked the breath from each other. Finally they broke their kiss, looking into each others eyes.
“You should go to bed now,” Alice said. “If you stay here, well, you’re not ready for John like that yet. And it wouldn’t be fair to him otherwise, would it? But you get a good night’s sleep and we’ll see you in the morning, okay?”
“Okay,” Susan said, getting to her feet.
“Good night, Susan,” John said, kissing her. “You were wonderful.”
“Thanks,” Susan said, blushing. “Good night.”
And she slipped out the door, standing in the hallway leaning against the bulkhead. She couldn’t believe how much she had just enjoyed herself. And what she had done! She had never even thought of anything like that. And she had loved it. Sucking John’s cock had been strangely delightful. She knew that she liked the taste of men’s cum now. She had liked the taste of Ed’s and also John’s. But more than anything she loved the taste of Alice’s pussy. She wondered if it was Alice or if that was the way pussy tasted.
Without thinking, Susan let her hand fall between her legs, right there in the hallway, and her fingers were in her pussy. She stuck one finger inside herself and got it nice and wet, then brought it to her mouth and sucked on it, tasting herself. It tasted nice, she thought, savoring it, but it was different from Alice’s.
Turning to her own door, she opened it and went it, closing it behind herself. Jimmy was laying on his bunk, naked she noticed, his cock semi-hard. His eyes widened when he saw her but said nothing as she flopped down on her bunk across from him, her back against the wall and her feet up on the bunk.
“Did you have fun with Sue?” Susan asked him.
“Y-yeah,” Jimmy stammered, trying not to stare at her open pussy.
“And Mary?” she asked.
“Yeah,” Jimmy said, smiling now.
“And Bunny?”
“Yeah, Bunny too,” he replied, sitting up and swinging his feet around to the deck. “Why?” he asked, now deliberately studying his sister’s body, noticing her hard nipples and her open pussy, which glistened with wetness. “You seem to be having more fun,” he said.
“What makes you say that?” Susan asked.
“Where’s the rest of your bathing suit?” Jimmy said, pointing his finger at her pussy.
Susan drew a quick breath as her hands shot between her legs to cover herself. She had forgotten her suit! She hadn’t even realized it. Then she remembered her decision.
“I’ve decided not to wear it any more,” she said, nervously staring at him.
“Well, if you can’t sit here in front of me without covering yourself with your hands, how do you expect to do it on deck in front of all those people you don’t even know? And what about mom and dad?” he said.
“I don’t care,” Susan said, still covering herself.
“Uh-huh,” Jimmy said deliberately staring at her crotch. “I can see that.”
“Well, I don’t,” Susan declared, pulling her hands away and crossing her arms on her chest. “See,” she said, trembling as she watched her brother stare at her wide open pussy.
“Where did you leave it?” Jimmy asked, lifting his eyes from her pussy.
“At Alice and John’s,” Susan said, remembering.
“She’s sexy,” Jimmy said. “I’d love to eat her pussy,” he said before realizing what he was saying. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean it to sound like that.”
“You’re right though,” Susan said. “You would like it.”
“What do you mean? How do you know?” Jimmy asked, staring at her.
“Because I did,” Susan declared, staring back at him.
“You did what?” Jimmy asked, not believing what he was hearing.
“I sucked Alice’s pussy,” she said, looking at him with a smile on her face. “And I sucked John’s cock, too,” she added.
“You’re joking,” Jimmy said. “No way.”
“And,” Susan said, sitting up, her knees wide apart, “Alice sucked my pussy too,” she said, her hands going between her legs and spreading her pussy lips wide, one finger gently drawing circles around her clit.
“I don’t believe this,” Jimmy exclaimed, unable to pull his eyes from his sister’s fingers in her pussy.
“It’s true,” Susan said, still playing with herself, liking the control she was having over him. “I just lay on the bunk like this,” she said, laying back with her knees up and wide apart. “And she just sat in front of me and sucked my pussy,” she said, her fingers still busy. “And then we switched places.”
“Why are you making this up?” Jimmy asked, his cock twitching as he stared at his sister’s pussy spread wide open in front of him.
“I’m not,” Susan said. “And I’ll prove it.”
“How can you prove it?” Jimmy asked.
“You know Bunny has sex with her brothers?” Susan asked, totally changing the subject.
“What?” Jimmy said, confused.
“Yeah,” Susan continued. “I’ve seen them both suck her pussy, and I’ve seen her suck both of their cocks, and I’ve seen her fuck both of them,” she said.
“What’s the point?” Jimmy asked, confused but excited by the picture Susan had just painted.
“The point is I can prove it,” Susan said.
“How?” Jimmy asked.
“Would you believe me if you sucked my pussy?” Susan asked, propping herself up on her elbows and staring at him.
“What?” Jimmy exclaimed, his eyes popping wide open.
“You heard me,” Susan said, a smile on her face. “You suck my pussy and I’ll even suck your cock. Then you’d believe what I told you, wouldn’t you?”
“You’re nuts,” Jimmy said.
“You’d believe me, though, wouldn’t you?” Susan pressed, sitting up and looking at him.
“Yeah, I’d believe you,” Jimmy admitted, totally unprepared for his sister to even be talking like this.
“Fine,” Susan said. “Suck my pussy.”
And leaning back, she again brought her feet up onto the edge of the bunk, totally exposing and opening her pussy to him.
“I thought you liked sucking pussy,” Susan said, taunting him as her fingers played in her pussy. “Or maybe you want me to go first,” she said, sitting up and sliding to the floor in front of him. “Should I suck your cock, Jimmy,” Susan said, grasping it and licking the head. “Would you like that?” she asked, opening her mouth and softly sucking the head of it in.
“Umm, your cock tastes good, Jimmy,” Susan said, continuing to lick and suck on him.
Jimmy just sat there in total shock. He couldn’t believe his sister was sitting on the floor in front of him sucking his cock. And their parents were right across the hall. And the things she was saying about Alice and John. Could she be telling the truth, he wondered as he looked down at her with his cock in her mouth.
“Umm, Jimmy, this is nice,” Susan said. “But there’s nothing better than Alice’s pussy, believe me,” she said. “And I’ll bet she’d let you suck her too,” Susan added, opening her mouth and sucking on his cock again.
Jimmy watched in amazement as his sister just sucked his cock. It felt great and he could tell that she liked doing it. It wasn’t long before Jimmy felt his balls starting to churn as he approached orgasm. Susan seemed to sense this and increased her sucking, trying to fit as much of him as possible into her mouth. Then Jimmy felt his balls explode and cum was shooting from his cock into his sister’s mouth.
“Mmmm,” Susan said from around his cock as she gulped and swallowed as his cum filled her mouth.
Jimmy just sat and watched as she sucked him dry, swallowing every bit of it. Then she looked up at him with a smile on her face, licking her lips.
“Now it’s your turn,” she said, sliding back up on the bunk and bringing her feet up on the edge. “Come on, Jimmy, suck my pussy for me now,” Susan said, her fingers trailing between her pussy lips. “Come show me what you’ve been doing for those other women,” she said.
Jimmy just stared at his sister in total disbelief. This was not the same sister who had boarded this ship just two days ago. This was a total stranger. But this was a total stranger laying with her legs up and apart and a beautiful pussy spread in front of his face begging to be sucked. There was no way he could resist.
So Jimmy fell to his knees in front of his sister’s wide open pussy and just glued his mouth to her hole, immediately slurping the juices that filled her. Susan sighed in delight as she felt her brother’s tongue in her pussy. It felt just as nice as Alice’s had, she thought as he sucked her. She could feel his tongue shooting in and out of her hole, tongue fucking her pussy. Now she understood Bunny much better, she thought. How nice to have brothers to share with. No complications, no future, just fun.
Jimmy was in heaven as he sucked his sister’s pussy. It was by far the sweetest of all the pussies that he had been lucky enough to suck. He was amazed at the copious flow of juices from her pussy. He could hear Susan sighing and moaning as he sucked on her. He loved the feeling of her pussy lips between his teeth as he gently gnawed on them, hearing her moan and feeling her writhe under his tongue. And catching her clit in his mouth and sucking on it, it was just so sweet.
Then he heard Susan’s breathing speed up, become shallower as her orgasm approached. Sucking on her clit, Jimmy pushed two fingers into her tight hole, hearing her groan. He slid them in and out, sloshing in the juices that filled her. Then she cried out, gripping his head in her hands as she held him tightly against her pussy. Removing his fingers from her hole, Jimmy glued his mouth to it and sucked and slurped as she came, bucking against his face and her thick, sweet juices flowed into his mouth.
Susan was beside herself as she began to cum in her brother’s mouth. His tongue had excited her so much and her orgasm was so powerful, it left her limp and empty when it ended. She could still feel Jimmy sucking the last of her cum, his tongue slithering up into her hole. Then finally he sat back, her juices smeared all over his face.
“Oh, Jimmy, that was so good,” Susan said, struggling to sit up. “Now I know why all the others want you to suck their pussies. You’re a pro.”
“Why did you do this, Susan?” Jimmy asked, still shocked.
“Because I wanted to,” Susan replied, staring at him. “Didn’t you like it?”
“I loved it,” Jimmy said. “I was just wondering why?”
“Because I want to have fun like everyone else,” she said. “And if Bunny can be with her brothers and her father like she says, well, so can I.”
“What if mom and dad find out?” Jimmy inquired. “They’d kill both of us.”
“I won’t tell them if you don’t,” Susan laughed. “Did you like sucking my pussy?” she asked, looking him in the face.
“You have the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted,” Jimmy said without hesitation. “It was like drinking honey.”
“Really?” Susan asked, a big smile creasing her face. “You mean it?”
“You bet I do,” Jimmy said, smiling at his big sister. “Whenever you want,” Jimmy said, leaning forward and dragging his tongue once more through her pussy. “I love your pussy.”
“Oh, Jimmy,” Susan said, leaning forward and hugging him. “I never realized what a great brother I had before. “We can suck each other all the time if we want, can’t we?”
“You bet,” Jimmy said, feeling very grown up.
“I’m going to sleep great tonight,” she said, laying back on her bunk. “Good night, Jimmy. Thanks.”
“Good night, Susan,” Jimmy replied, getting up from the deck and sliding into his bunk, a smile of total satisfaction on his face. “What a great life.”
“It is, isn’t it?” Susan agreed with a laugh. “And it’s just going to get better.”
The next morning Susan didn’t even wake up until she heard the call for the first dive. Opening her eyes and stretching, she saw that Jimmy had already gotten up and gone. She smiled as she remembered the last night, first with Alice and John, and then with Jimmy. As she got to her feet she looked for her suit, only to remember that she had left it in Alice and John’s cabin. Then she remembered her vow to go naked for the rest of the trip.
Feeling a little nervous about facing her parents this way and also a little apprehensive about just appearing naked in front of everyone, Susan delayed leaving her cabin until she was sure that everyone would already be on the dive deck. Then taking a deep breath, she opened the door and stepped out into the hall. Slowly making her way up the stairs, Susan encountered nobody as she stepped out onto the dive deck. She could see that everyone was almost totally suited up already. Taking another deep breath, Susan walked briskly over to her gear and sat down, wriggling into her BC. No one said anything other than good morning or asked how she had slept. Jimmy looked at her curiously but she avoided his eyes this morning. It seemed nobody had noticed.
Then everyone was standing up and heading down the steps to the dive platform. As she fell into the water she heard gasp but had no idea what it was about. She quickly drifted to the bottom, feeling the wonderful feeling of the water enveloping her. There really wasn’t much of a difference, but in her mind it felt totally different to Susan diving nude.
When she surfaced at the end of her dive, feeling full of peace and contentment, she went up the steps and sat down at her place and began to slip out of her gear. While she was doing this Jane and Don came up the steps after finishing their dive. When Jane saw Susan her face turned beet red. Walking over to stand in front of her, still in her dive gear, Jane stared down at her daughter.
“And where is your bathing suit?” she demanded.
“I decided not to wear it anymore,” Susan replied, nervously meeting her mother’s gaze.
“And who told you this was okay?” Jane asked, her jaw set firmly.
“I decided for myself,” Susan replied. “What’s the problem with it? You’re walking around naked all the time. Everyone on this ship but me and Sue are,” she exclaimed. “I don’t want to feel so different. No one will bother me.”
“I want you to go put some clothes on,” Jane insisted. “I don’t care.”
“Well, I won’t,” Susan said. “And you can’t make me. If you try I’ll just make a scene in front of everyone and you’ll look stupid and you know it. You don’t feel weird being naked anymore, do you? But at first you didn’t even like it that dad had switched bathing suits on you. Well, I’m comfortable being naked now and that’s what I’m going to do.”
“And if I say no?” Jane insisted.
“Then you’ll punish me back home,” Susan said. “But for five more days I get to be naked and dive and have fun. If you want to lock me in my room forever when we get back, fine. You do what you think you have to do. But I’m eighteen now and I’ll be graduating high school in two more months. I’d think you would give me some credit already,” she said.
“This isn’t the end of this,” Jane said, moving to her own space and sitting down, the weight of her gear tiring her out.
“Well, I think you look beautiful naked,” Susan said. “And there’s nothing to be ashamed of about your body. Everyone has one, they just look different, that’s all.”
“Out of the mouth of babes,” Don said under his breath to Jane. “Leave her be. Let’s give her her head and see what she makes of it,” he said. “Besides, she is beautiful, isn’t she. Just like her mother.”
“Oh, you,” Jane said, turning to look at him, unable to keep the smile off her face. “But she’s my only daughter,” she complained.
“Yes, and look how she’s grown up,” Don said. “How many parents get to spend time with their kids of this age naked without any weirdness or hangups? Let her be, she’ll be fine. You can keep an eye on her if you want. I mean, she’s sharing a room with her younger brother. What trouble can she get in to?”
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