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Still later the same day – a formal dinner. Old habits are hard to break – especially when they work so well…

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Loving My Slutty Babysitter

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Broken Birds, Part 15, Maria and Juanita

Part 15
Maria and Juanita
Tim moved swiftly into action. Northern Mexico was in chaos. Miguel had been a fool to fight all the other cartels simultaneously, but he and Rafaela had made careful plans to keep his family safe.
Rafaela related their plans to Tim. He was impressed. Within hours, Rafaela’s cousins were on their way to her.
As sad as Miguel’s death had made her, she knew it had to end that way. Peter’s death had been harder to accept as they’d always dreamed of being together to be father and daughter. Now that chance had ended. Even his thoughts were gone. When his kidnappers pulled Peter’s laptop from its station, it triggered a program that erased and overwrote all files six times and then ignited a tiny thermite capsule, melting the hard drive.
Peter had always been thorough.
He had named Michael as his executor and sole heir.
The main house had been completed for several weeks, though the compound still had work to be done.
Jake had developed a virtual program of the main house, as it would look after the post construction renovations, so the girls could begin ordering furniture. Over the next two weeks, the furniture arrived and, after being thoroughly inspected by Tim’s people, it was installed.
Everyone was anxious to get into the new home. This would be their home for the foreseeable future.
Five days after learning of Miguel and Peter’s deaths, Michael and his harem were sitting in the rented house’s living room, looking at the virtual plan with the furniture that the girls had selected. Beth, Lynne, Rachael and Rafaela were having a spirited discussion on the color of the couch for the main living area. Michael smiled as Beth and Lynne opposed Rachael and Rafaela. They asked him to make the final decision. He declined.
“Why not get both? We’ll give away the one we don’t like.”
Beth recoiled slightly then laughed. Rafaela giggled.
They heard the garage doors open. The bodyguard motioned them to stay and summoned his partner on the radio. He pressed his earpiece; then just said “Copy,” into his microphone.
He looked at the family he had begun to love. “The girls are here.”
Six women seemed to levitate as one, rushing to the door that led to garage.
Michael hung back. They didn’t speak English, so he would let the girls communicate as only females can. He reached the door as Rafaela ushered the girls to him.
Maria looked into his eyes. She looked exhausted, her face sallow. The past several months had not been kind to her. She was still very pretty, having grown a bit to just over 5’2”, maybe a hundred ten pounds with 34 C chest and a magnificent ass. The Afghan clothing, though, hid her body.
“Hello Michael,” she said softly, “I’m glad they didn’t cut your cock off. Rafaela seems to have put it to good use.” Her dark Latino eyes flashed impishly. “And yes, I speak English. So does Nita.”
She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. “Now you can’t run away. And I’m 16!” Sixteen was the age of consent in Queensland. Maria had checked.
Nita followed and gave Michael a tired hug. She looked like a younger Rafaela. She had clearly been crying. Rafaela led the girls to their rooms to change and sleep if they wanted.
Rafaela, Maria and Nita came into the living room, now dressed in jeans and T-shirts. Nita looked lost while Maria looked like a younger, darker version of Shoshana.
Michael had been sipping a particularly good South Australian wine. He refilled his glass and then looked at Rafaela who nodded slightly.
“Would you like some wine Maria? Nita?”
Both nodded and he poured them a small glass. As tired as the girls were, they would almost certainly go to sleep.
“What’s that?” Maria asked indicating the wide screen that still showed the virtual living room. She was sitting next to Rafaela.
“That’s our new home. We’ll be moving in about ten days. Rachael restarted the animation showing the ocean view from the pool deck.
“Holy Mother of God, Rafaela. Do you have so much money?” Maria asked a bit breathlessly.
Rachael answered for her, “Rafaela is very wealthy, yes, but so am I and my children. In fact, Lynne probably has the most money. Beth also has a large trust fund. So does Shoshana.” She giggled at the Maria’s look.
Nita sat next to Alice, to whisper something. She smiled and said aloud, “Yes honey, I’m all healed up,” looking at Michael, “much better than new.”
Nita was quiet, then whispered to Alice again. Alice’s eyes widened. She took Nita by the hand, pulling her into another room.
Rafaela looked at Maria, eyes demanding.
“You know how you and Nita look a lot alike? After you fled, he forced Nita to come to him. He did many bad things to her.”
“What about you?”
“He was tired of me. He took me to his bed when you were arrested.” Maria said calmly.
Seeing the look of horror on Rafaela’s face, Maria said almost gaily, “don’t worry Rafaela, Alice will fix Nita and me. She fixed you!”
“She fixed all of us,” Beth said softly, “With some help.”
“All of you? You mean you’ve all been raped?”
The girls nodded, then laughed when Michael said, “Not me!”
Nita fell asleep in Alice’s arms. Michael lifted her easily and took her to her room.
“Rafaela, please help me get her jeans off. She said has some genital injuries, so we may need an OB/GYN.”
Michael left the room. They came out about 15 minutes later.
“He used his belt on her. He was drunk. She’s really bruised and swollen. We’ll have to get her to a doctor for a full examination.” Alice paused, “I think it’s best that I sleep with her tonight. She’s really disoriented.”
Michael nodded, pulling out his phone to make the medical appointment through Tim.
Leaving in the dark, early morning, Tim’s men took Nita, Alice, Rafaela and Michael to a hospital in Brisbane. Tim would only allow ex-SAS or SARS drivers. They had grown up with the left hand driving pattern.
A young woman in scrubs took Nita and his two women into the examination room. Michael waited with the guards.
It was an agonizing wait. He flashed back to Beth’s rape. He prayed for this little girl as he had prayed for Beth.
Finally, the three emerged.
“I’ll be OK. He bruised my clit. That’s why it hurt so much.” She tried to smile.
The guards were talking into their microphones, setting up their return.
They approached Michael. “Tim wants us to wait until dark. We can go to a movie.” He showed Michael his PDA that had the movies listed.
“Nita, anything look interesting?”
Her eyes lit up. A romantic comedy. Inside, Michael groaned.
The guard’s hands flew over the screen before announcing, “Done. We can leave now.”
Nita and Alice took the back seat. Nita fell asleep on the ride back, a deep peaceful sleep with her head in Alice’s lap.
Michael and Rafaela sat in the second row, talking quietly.
“I really liked the doctor,” Rafaela gushed, “She’s young, single and very knowledgeable. She’s from Surfers Paradise and has a lot of local contacts. And you know, I need a local doctor.” She placed his hand on her growing belly.
“Did you get her card?”
She handed it to him. “I’ll have Tim check her out.”
She squeezed his hand.
“Anything you want to share about Nita?”
She took a deep breath. “Miguel, God rest his soul, was a total, sick bastard. I think you have two more broken birds to help,” turning to face him, her eyes fiery, “as a father figure, not as a lover!”
“He used them. Because Nita looks like me, he turned his sick fantasy into reality.”
“With Maria, he shared her with his friends until she got a disease, then he wouldn’t touch her or talk to her. She’s clean now, or at least Nita thinks so. Miguel was looking for me when he was killed. It was his men that tried to kidnap my father.”
“Michael, I have access to Miguel’s accounts. What should I do?”
“Concentrate on our little girl,” he said rubbing her belly.
“Girl?” she giggled. “We don’t need more girls!”
Several days passed. Tim cleared the doctor and said he would make the contact.
Michael was in a deep sleep when he began to feel something wet on his cock. One of his women was slurping his cock, beneath the sheets. For a few seconds, he laid back and enjoyed the incredible pleasure of the unfamiliar technique. He threw back the sheet.
Maria lay naked with his cock in her mouth.
A hand on his shoulder, crying urgently, “Michael.” It had been a dream.
He snapped fully awake, bolting upright, ready to do battle.
He sat in the middle of his women. Beth giggled, “You were moaning. We thought you were having another nightmare,” now gripping his cock, “Or maybe a dream about your harem.” More giggles.
His cock was very hard. He looked at Shoshana. She moved to him without hesitation. A deep kiss as her body molded to his. As Beth’s wet lips closed around his throbbing shaft, he realized that the dream feelings had been real.
Shoshana was totally committed to Michael. They both knew it. Looking into his eyes, she slid sensuously down his body. She whispered, “I love you,” and lay atop him, her back against his chest. Loving hands guided him into her. She wiggled down his body until he was deep inside her. Then she sat up, driving his cock deep into her tunnel. She rotated her hips moving in a circular dance.
He grabbed her hips. He was too close. She kicked one then the other leg out, lying down, her back to his chest. Hungry mouths sucked her long nipples and clit. She felt her climax build. But her senses were really only tuned to Michael.
With one arm around her waist, he whispered, ”Feel your sister’s tongue on your beautiful pussy, licking both of us,” he paused as she shivered, “Feel your sister’s sucking your beautiful, long nipples, their tongues caressing you,” another pause as Shoshana began to moan loud, her climax almost there, “feel my cock joining us…forever,” using his hands, he told Lynne to suck and bite Shoshana’s clit. She screamed her delight, her physical climax minor compared to her heart’s.
She stayed wrapped in a blanket of pleasure and joy.
There was a gentle knock at the bedroom door. Beth answered it, opening the door just a bit.
“I heard you,“ Maria said, “It sounds like an orgy in there. Is Rafaela in there? Can I come in?”
Rafaela jumped off the bed and grabbed her robe. She slid through the door and closed it firmly.
“Busted,” Beth said giggling, “No use in letting this goes to waste.” She faced away from him, threw her leg over his hips and began to work his cock into her VERY wet slit.
“Rafa, you all have sex with him?”
Rafaela nodded, looking closely at Maria to see the effect.
“What about Alice?”
Rafaela nodded, smiling.
“What about me and Nita? Will we have to have sex with him?”
“No. First, Michael is our man and we give ourselves to him. He would never force us.”
“What if we want to have him too?”
Rafaela sighed. “Then he and all of his women would have to agree. Chika,“ using her nickname, “he is a good man, maybe the best. But to be one of his women would mean you would have a very closed life.”
“But isn’t that what will happen anyway?”
Shocked, Rafaela looked into her cousin’s eyes.
“For now, you’re right. I think Michael has a plan,” she thought, ‘Dear God let him have a plan,’ “but you have your whole life in front of you.”
“Right. I’m a diseased whore with my whole life in front of me.” Maria spat with bitterness and pain.
“You’re no whore,” Rafaela said, her mind reeling.
“No? More than a hundred men have fucked me. Miguel gave me to them. I’ve sucked many more. Isn’t that a whore or at least a slut?” Pain etched on her face, “and it hurts like hell to pee. It feels like I’m on fire. So I’m a diseased whore.”
Rafaela calmed her. They talked about her room in the new house, Rafaela hiding her desperation to get to Michael. Eventually Maria slept. Rafaela kissed her temple and silently exited.
Early the next morning, three Escalades sped back to Brisbane.
In the car, Michael sat with Rafaela while Alice sat with Maria.
“Michael, do you think I’m pretty?” Maria asked with a sultry voice.
“Sorry Honey, No,” shocking Rafaela, Alice and Maria, “you’re beautiful.”
Maria giggled. “You know how to pay the game, huh?”
“I’m learning.”
The same doctor attended Maria that had attended Nita. This time she came out with Alice, Rafaela and Alice.
She held out her hand, “Jennifer Doland.” Michael’s eyes showed shock. She looked like his dead wife, Vika.
“Michael,” he couldn’t remember the last name of his cover identity.
“Two abused young girls in one week?” anger flashing in her eyes, “do you want to explain or should I just call the police?”
“Doctor, please,” Rafaela tried to rescue the situation.
“If you will, doctor,” Michael indicated a secluded alcove of the waiting room.
“Doctor, I have not had sex with either of the girls we have brought in,” firm and undeniable, “they were abused by their uncle and, before that, by their father.”
“You know Maria has internal injuries?”
They shook their heads no.
“I don’t mean physical, I mean emotional.”
“I, too am a doctor, a trauma counselor,” Alice spoke up, “We’ve had remarkable success with rape victims. If, however, you call the police, you will never see us again. ”
The doctor looked dubious.
Michael hesitated, “you have been approached to be a private, concierge doctor to a family on the Sunshine coast?”
She nodded. “You?”
Michael nodded. He watched as she fit all the information together.
“They said one woman was four or five months pregnant?” looking at Rafaela. She stroked her stomach.
“Doctor, …” Michael started.
She held up her hand, “I know, no notes and keep my mouth shut. You’re an Afghani family, running from the Taliban.” She led Rafaela back into the examination room.
When Rafaela returned with Jennifer, both were smiling.
“She’s in great shape,” looking at Alice, “obviously she’s had a lot of care. Single heartbeat, so no twins. Slow heart rate, so probably female. Rafa says she wants to try to nurse, so no cosmetic surgery for a while. We’ll need an ultrasound machine at the house. I know some good plastic surgeons. Some of your women have scars?” Michael nodded. “We’ll get them fixed up. Can you get me the plans for the clinic? There are some things I will want if I am going to be delivering babies!”
He handed Rafaela a bottle of pills. “She takes two immediately, then one a day for a week. Then she pees in a cup and you get it to me. I’ll be there in two weeks. If they let me go earlier, I’ll be there earlier.”
Michael smiled. She had just told him to swing his influence bat. She would be there whenever they needed her.
Workers finished the clinic in three days, the day before Jennifer arrived. A few pieces of equipment were still on order, but most was already installed.
“Moving day” finally arrived.
The move itself went off with military precision. The Afghani embassy proved to be a problem. They demanded the names of the Afghani residents. A single phone call soothed ruffled feathers.
They moved at night. Jennifer arrived shortly after Michael, his harem and the two girls. While Jennifer’s apartment was on the second floor of the clinic, she would have access to the main house and lap pool as well.
Around 10 PM, the guards brought Jennifer to the main house. She had reviewed the medical files of each woman. Incredible. 8 rape victims with one man. She wanted to meet these women in their home environment.
She entered a room filled with love. Rafaela lounged in Michael’s arms while Beth rubbed her feet. Lynne, Rachael, Shoshana and Nita sat at a table, two laptops in front of them. Maria and Alice were absent.
Michael rose to greet her.
Maria and Alice came from the back of the house, waiving happily.
Jennifer was clearly uncomfortable. Michael offered her a glass of wine that she accepted quickly.
“Everything OK?” Michael asked.
“My apartment is fantastic! Once everything arrives, the clinic will be great. I was just a little lonely…” Nita came over and hugged her.
Beth came to her. “I’m Beth. Not sure you’ll see too much of me. All my plumbing’s been taken out.”
“You’re on You Tube. You’re the rape victim that begged them to release her rapists!”
‘Shit’, Michael thought, ‘this could ruin everything.’
“Now I understand. You just wanted to be left alone. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.”
Rachael, Lynne and Shoshana introduced themselves.
Jennifer looked into Shoshana’s radiant eyes, “Honey, we need to schedule some time together tomorrow. I want to see how the treatments are coming.”
Rachael extended her hand. “I’m Rachael and you need to have some more wine.” The older woman giggled. “You need to catch up.”
Jennifer smiled, liking these people. She began to relax.
The guards escorted her back to her new apartment after three bottles of shared wine.

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Seducesd by her leg

I spotted her pattern covered legs as I entered the lower platform from the steps above and sat on the opposite platform from her, on the bench. There was a minimum of 12 feet between us, and no-one else to distract me from my thoughts, on this damp evening.
As I placed my backpack down and reached inside she uncrossed her legs and crossed them again. Looking up I made eye contact briefly and saw her tongue peek just inside her mouth. Her bright lipstick covered mouth in the shape of an O.
I was smitten by this mid 20s blonde haired beauty. I stared as her tongue reached out and licked her top lip slightly, causing my cock to stir in appreciation. Her black jacket buttoned at the waist framed a white shirt, concealing a healthy size of breast.
I watched for several seconds as she again teased me, uncrossing her legs, but to my surprise she then stood upright and reached with her hands and pulled slightly at the skirt in an attempt to cover a little more of her thighs unsuccessfully.
Her black shoes, fastened at the ankle slowly carried her towards me before detouring and heading for the platform edge. The music in my ears had hidden the sound of the train as it slowed at the platform and I was suddenly on my feet and standing looking at the blonde hair 3 feet ahead of me.
I followed the blonde as she entered the first carriage and was taken by surprise as she sat down at the first seat.
Boldly I sat opposite her with a short table between us, and I quickly switched off the music to concentrate on the newspaper I had earlier retrieved from my backpack.
As I carefully stretched out a leg, I inevitably touched the leg opposite and looked up to apologise and found a pair of bright blue eyes staring at me, as her sensuous lips were again lubricated by her tongue. Almost instantly I felt our legs come in contact again under the table, this time the pressure against my leg was intentional, as I watched he tongue outline her upper lip yet again.
Her small hand caught my attention as it reached towards her cleavage and produced a small silver locket, and placed the locket in her mouth. My cock was stirring as this blonde beauty, perhaps 20 years my junior teased me like I had never known.
Her next move was disturbed as a ticket collector appeared at my side. Within seconds the train slowed and the beauty opposite shuffled to the edge of the seat and stood elegantly and again tugged at the front of her skirt.
“C’mon then, your stop” she said in a loud whisper as I watched her hands at the side of her thighs.
I followed her to the door as she reached out and grabbed me with her warm almost child like hand.
Within a minute we were outside the station when we exchanged our names. “Gary”, “Emma”
We walked the 10 feet before our pace quickened and we found a dark corner where we could hide from the rain, and I was holding the lower back of the blonde as she turned sideways and reached her wet lips towards my mouth. Her taste was exquisite as her tongue entered my mouth seeking a partner fight with.
I pulled her closer and reached with my hands and grabbed at her black skirt, revealing her thighs to the wet atmosphere, and forced my leg between her young thighs, grinding into her crotch. My erection was noticeable as her hand grabbed at my zipper, and my cock was now held by her young hand, as I encountered her bare thighs, before reaching her hot pussy.
As I helped her climb aboard my body my cock was still held by her hot wet hand, while I reached for her non existent panties, and forced her backwards against the brick wall, were her weight could be taken from me. My cock was forced towards her hot pussy as I bent my knees and thrust upwards seeking the heat, missing its target, yet still gripped by her warn hand. I thrust twice more, experiencing the pleasure of the juices leaking from this young lady, as our tongues fought in each others mouths.
At last I felt the tight grip on my cock as the head was suddenly enveloped in this beauty. There was plenty of lubrication as I pushed again, yet struggled to enter her further, as I encountered her tight wet pussy, while a deep groan escaped from her beautiful lips.
Gripping her shoulder and forcing her downwards helped as my cock entered another inch or so into her wet pussy as she groaning in my ear. She was tighter than any pussy I had ever known, as I reached under her to grip her delicious bottom. Suddenly there was a release within her as I found my 7 inches completely enveloped and a satisfied groan in my ear.
“Finger my arse” I heard as I felt a wetness cover my balls, as the tightness surrounding my cock moved and started thrusting up and down my cock. My finger struggled to find her anus as she seemed to be possessed, forcing herself on my unbelievably hard cock, while our tongues continued to fight within our mouths. Our passion was frantic, in this dark corner, as we forgot the outside world, and searched for a climax.
Her climax arrived as I finally found her small tight anus coated with her leaking juices, and pushed my middle finger, into the tight hole.
This brought her a new lease of life, and suddenly my finger was entered as deep as possible as she exerted her weigh onto my finger. I struggled to maintain a rhythm with my cock in her pussy and a finger in her arse, but she made the decision easier by reaching below and holding my finger inside her as she yet again thrust onto my hard cock. Suddenly I felt a finger join mine in her dark hole and her screaming mouth moved from my lips and she bit at my clothing.
This was the moment of my release and I thrust several times emptying myself within her hot wet pussy.
We held each other for a minute before I released her and helped her down to her feet. Unsteadily she leaned against me while pulling her skirt down to hide her bare thighs.
Her tongue swept along her lips before she spoke in a gentle voice and thanked me for the fuck of her life, explaining that married life sucked.
I probed her for another meeting, knowing that I would never be satisfied again without a repeat performance. She refused my request, and quickly headed for the train station.
“I just needed release”, “I have to get home”, “and you’re old enough to be my Dad”
I stood listening and realised that I was merely a convenient cock on a train. I changed my routine for several days to catch the same train but never did see that wonderful sexy girl.

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The tales of Baron Von Herrmann Part 1

EThe Beginning : April 14th 1912
The long table could seat twenty five.Often when the Von Herrmann’s were entertaining it did.Usually it was a party of four.Since the Baron and Baroness had been away on holiday it had seated just two.Their offspring Alessandra and Paul.There was no love lost between the siblings.They detested each other and had since early childhood.Alessandra,watched her brother eat with disgust..She placed her knife and fork neatly on the plate before her.Dabbing at her mouth with her napkin.Alessandra,cleared her throat with a ladylike forced little cough wanting to grab her brothers attention.He looked up at her and she twisted her mouth in disdain at the gravy,running down his chin.She sighed.He was such a slob!
”Surely,you don’t have to wolf your food down?Nobody is going to steal it,Herr Doctor,Baron Paul Von Herrmann!” She emphasised the word Doctor ,showing disparage to his title.Paul had recently finished Medical School,graduating top of his class.His sister found it hard to stomach.Paul,felt his cheeks redden.”I am showing my gratitude to the culinary skills of Frau Bauer”.He was not in the mood to argue tonight.He smiled at Frau Bauer,who stood to his side.Alessandra,wouldn’t let it go.”You show your gratitude to her cooking by eating like a slovenly pig?” Paul had lost his appetite.She had that effect on him.” Frau Bauer,it appears we will not partake in dessert tonight.Would you be so kind as to excuse us?” Frau Bauer,nodded and left quickly.When the woman closed the large door behind her.He rounded on his sister. ”Who do you actually think you are Alessandra?You a worthless dumb bitch!” Alessandra feined shock and then giggled mockingly.She had always loved to deride her younger brother. ”A worthless dumb bitch?You sure,Paul?Maybe but I’m Daddy’s,dumb bitch!Never forget that.He loves me and hates you.He sees you as a failure and no matter what you achieve.His mind will remain unchanged!”
She always hurled that at him and what hurt most of all,was that they both knew it was true.Their father doted over Alessandra.She was his pride and joy and Baron Gregorius Herrmann,made no secret of it.He would always comment how she had inherited his late mothers good-looks.How beautiful and elegant she was.On the other hand he continuously found fault with Paul.Paul would never forget how when he was ten and Alessandra twelve.He had lost any iota of love or respect he may have had for their father.Alessandra,had been given a one of a kind porcelain doll by the Baron.She had been playing with it and it had fallen landing on something hard.It’s baby-face had broken into pieces. She had screamed and run,crying to their father.”Daddy!Daddy!” She had yelled and Paul playing with his toy soldiers had wondered what all the fuss was about.He had left his favourite Prussian minatures on the carpet and gone to see.By chance his was standing over the shattered doll when his sister arrived sniffling hand in hand with the Baron.She had pointed at him and howled….”He broke it Papa!He grabbed the doll from my hand and smashed it!” Paul had looked at her,astonished.Their Father’s face had turned an angry red and the purple veins on his face stood out sharply.The Baron who was easily twenty years older than their mother was fond of his liquor.When angry his huge moustache would twitch from the movement of his upper lip.Paul,stared in terror as his father bounded over to him.He grabbed the boy by the ear and tweaked it viciously.He led Paul by his ear back to his room.When they entered with Paul pleading innocence the oldman had seen his beloved Prussian’s.The Baron,had stomped them under his boots,destroying the figurines.Paul had begun crying and he stuttered between his heavy sobs….”I …I….I….didnnnnnnt….b..br…break….thhhe……..d..doll!” His father believed in the use of corporal punishment when it came to Paul.He had taken off his belt and thrashed his son’s hide.Paul,traumatized by the unfair treatment for something he didn’t even do.Wet himself.The beating had hurt but he would never forget or forgive the injustice of it all.His father shook from rage when he noticed that the boy had peed himself.”You are not my son! You take after your Mother’s family,RUNT! You are an embarrassment to the Herrmann name….Get out of my sight and clean yourself up,IMBECILE !” He had shoved Pauli to the floor.Alessandra,standing in the doorway had witnessed it all .When Paul,looked up at her through his tears she gave him a taunting,satisfied grin. ”Don’t worry that filthy little coward won’t break anything of yours again! Papa,will buy you another doll.A even better one! What do you say my,Angel?”He had gathered her up in his arms and as they walked away she had stared coldly at Paul.Eyes mocking and superior.It was just one of many injustices he suffered at her hands.One though that would always haunt him.
”You may be beautiful,Alessandra.However besides your looks you have nothing!” She chortled and it was derisive and conceited…….”Tut,tut poor little Pauli!So jealous of his pretty sister.When father returns.Baron David Von Richter,intends to propose and we will announce our engagement.You know David?Oh,of course you do.So dashing,tall and handsome.Unlike you,Father adores him.I’m sure he wishes he were his son and not the insipid horrid little boar sitting before me” She smiled at him from across the table with hate filled eyes.Paul,felt his temple beating with anger.Baron Von Richter,had bullied him incessantly during his school days…..”You two suit each other,Alessandra.I fear for humanity what evil will spawn from your comming together”She laughed off the insult…..”Oh,I see! Now I know why you so cross ! I made fun of you in front of your Mother-in-law.Silly me” It was a long story and nothing like she made it out to be.Frau Bauer’s son Adrian had been his closest friend since childhood.
Adrian,was the son of one of the workers on his Father’s estate.Fritz Bauer,had been a bitter and violent man.An incurable alcoholic he had abused both Frau Bauer and his son.The constant beatings,bestowed on Adrian had left their mark.Adrian,was a bit slow and what some would consider a halfwit.He was teased by the other children and like Paul felt like an outcast.For his wife and son.Fritz Bauer’s, passing when Adrian was eight came as a relief from years of hardship.Paul’s,Father scorned their friendship.Saying it was improper for a young Baron to be so friendly with a peasant child.Despite his Father’s objections the two young lads became inseperable.They would spend hours together exploring and playing in the woods.Adrian,on weekends would wait for him in the kitchen huddled by the stove.The boy was not allowed to venture any further than that into the castle.The best of mates they never spoke an angry word to each other.With Adrian.Paul had first discovered his intrest in medicine and more specifically anatomy.Once as they made their way through the wald on the pathway they happened apon a Robin with a smashed wing.Adrian,broke the little birds neck to end it’s suffering.Enchanted Paul had taken his small pocketknife from his pants.Cutting the birds chest open he inspected it’s inner workings.He found the animals tiny heart and was mesmerized by it.Having read a book on the Wild West.Paul had told Adrian about the Red Indians of America.They were fierce warriors he told the boy excitedly and sometimes they would take an oath and become blood brothers.The idea appealed to the youngsters and Paul remembered how they had each made a small cut on their finger.They had grasped each others hand,letting their blood mingle.The act would tie them together forever.They were a strange match.Where Paul,was dark,short and stout.Adrian,was blonde,tall and athletic.Paul,thought back to the day when in the hot summer sun they had stripped naked to swim in a small cool brook.It was the first time he saw his friend without clothes on.Although the same age.Adrian was far more developed.Paul,had found his eyes drawn to the boys groin area.He felt both awestruck and jealous all at once.Where he had a mere tuft of pubic hair his companion had a rich mat.Between Adrian’s,legs dangled a huge bratwurst like penis.Paul,was horrified by it’s size as it seemed to reach the boy at mid-thigh.
Paul smiled wickedly at his sister.He imagined what havoc that organ would wrought on her virginal vagina and anus.”What are you smiling at fool?” She asked with a scowl.Alessandra,clicked her tongue at his nonreply and got up.”Asshole!” she said loudly as she banged the door behind her.At twenty one Paul,had never been with a woman.His groin ached from the vivid picture in his mind…….Adrian,poised to ravish the lovely,Alassandra.
Paul poured a few cognac’s.He did not miss his parents.In fact he loathed the thought of their return.His Mother had always been cold and distant.Not really caring.He wondered if they were enjoying the maiden voyage of The White Star Line’s,Titanic.
He recieved a telegram the following afternoon.The ship had sunk and his parents were missing,feared dead.Paul,fought to hold back his delight at the news.He retired to his Father’s study and sat in the sturdy leather chair.He banged his fist on the table and burst into fits of laughter.Laughing heartedly tilled his eyes filled with tears.Baron Paul Von Herrmann,instantly became solemn with the thought.Feeling his gall rise.What would the will contain?The old bastard in all probability had left the bulk of the estate to Alessandra.What with the dairies and business intrests in Switzerland his Father was worth millions of Deutschmarks.The door was suddenly flung open and Alessandra looked in a state………”What’s happened?What of the fate of Papa and Mama?” she screeched at him.”They dead!” Paul responded coldy.She swooned and fainted at his words.At that moment in the twinkling of an eye,Baron Paul Von Herrmann hatched his evil plan.
Paul,sent word to the family physician,Dr Albert Neumann.
Dr Neumann,closed the door of Alessandra’s room and looked at Paul,worriedly…..”I’m afraid she is in deep shock at the depressing news.I have given her a sedative.She will sleep now and needs to be monitored at all times!” Paul,was acting the part of the grieving son.Dr Neumann was ancient and living on borrowed time.He saw the young Baron as his replacement.He placed an arm on Pauli’s shoulders.For the first time Paul,noticed the abundance of liver spots on the old man’s face.”Herr Baron,i’m going to leave some sedatives with you.I know you are going through a torrid time but please be vigilant and keep an eye on your sister”Paul,sniffed…..”Of course Herr Doctor.Frau Bauer,will be at her bedside at all times!”
Frau Bauer,sat across the desk.The matronly woman had always been kind and almost Motherly to him.He remembered sitting in her modest kitchen in the small workers cottage.The smell of delicious food almost intoxicating in the confined space.In the winter she would dish up huge plates of dumplings and dripping for the hungry boys,fresh from playing in the woods……..”Frau Bauer,you are a good woman.With my Father’s death things have changed.You will be my head of the household and I will see to it that your remuneration is more than generous.As you know Adrian and I have always been close.I intend to make him my Groundskeeper and he will be more than well looked after.All I ask in return is that you leave the care of my sister in my hands.Pauli studied her intently.Frau Bauer,smiled thinly…..”Am I dismissed,Herr Baron?Can I go home now?” Paul sighed deeply….”Yes,Frau Bauer…..hurry along”
Alessandra,looked beautiful as she slept.The blankets and startched white sheet,folded under her arms and across her chest.Her arms above the covers at her sides.The white nightdress,ended in chiffon frills at the wrists.The woman’s blonde locks were fanned out on the pillow her head rested on.Her long hair looked soft and sleek.Paul,realized that he had’nt seen his sisters hair loose in years.The even breathing told him that she was in a state of deep slumber.Paul,recovered the hypodermic syringe from his breast pocket.The hippocratic oath forgotten for the moment.Gently,he lifted her left arm by it’s slender wrist.He pushed the material of her sleeve back,bareing her arm as he sought out her vein.After roughly rubbing her soft skin he gave her another sedative with shaking fingers.He wiped at the perspiration on his brow,starting to feel hot and uncomfortable.Pauli,unbuttoned his waistcoat and tossed it aside.Glancing down at his sisters perfectly clear skin and long eyelashes.Removing his shirt he bent down to take off his shoes and socks.His pants followed and lastly his underwear.Revealing his strutting,painfully erect cock-stand.
He grasped his member in his hand and squeezed it firmly.It felt warm and moist with the days buildup of sweat.He toyed with his cock till his hand was thick with his scent.Drawing back his foreskin and rubbing the crown.He placed the hand gently on Alessandra’s lips and under her nose.Useing his middle finger he opened her luscious full lips and felt the grooves of her perfect white teeth.With a life of it’s own his prick twitched markedly.The Baron moaned as he rubbed his hand over her pretty face.Following the contours of her jaw.She lay on a four poster and he tied her wrists and then the twine to the posts.Alessandra,groaned deeply and swallowed audibly.Her hands bound he pulled back the covers.He gasped at the sight of her and his knob began to throb steadily.She had her legs together.With the nightdress covering her to just below the knee.He studied her lower legs which were shapely and cleanly shaven.He found that her naked feet with their long toes both excited and angered him.Paul,felt a rush of blood as he inched the nightdress up.When the material rode up to her milky inner thighs.Paul,realized that Frau Bauer,had put her to bed without knickers…..”Damn!” He intoned loudly with unrestrained glee.Hastily and having lost all control he uncovered her snatch.His body went into raptures of delight that made him near double over.It was far beter than he even imagined it to be as her pubes were laid bare before him.Alessandra,was a natural blonde and her fanny sprouted fine golden pubic hair.In medical journals he had seen pictures of female,genitalia.They looked nothing near as mouth-watering as the cunt he was now eyeing lecherously. At twenty three,Alessandra,was unexplored and unchartered between her legs.Her sex was still excruciatingly tight-lipped and still had it’s teardrop shaped charm.Paul,bundled the rest of her dress up.Uttering expletive curses at her taut flat tummy and pert tits.He cut the nightdress from her with scissors,hard as a rock.
There would be no Baron David Von Richter for his sister he would see to that.Instead he reserved her for the pleasure and amusement of him and Adrian.Paul,fetched a bowl of hot water,shaving cream and a cut-throat razor.With her feet he spread her legs.The feel of his sweaty palms against her narrow instep only increased his longing.He opened her so that her mound was slightly raised and he could get a good peek at the crack of her ass.Feeling to pull her cheeks wide and stretch out the little pink star between them.Instead he shaved her clean.Peeling back her carpet of pubic hair.Opening her labia he was keen to see her cavelike entrance.Paul,forced himself to halt any further investigating.Fearing that he was dangerously close to fucking her silly.Instead he decided to save himself for later.It took all his willpower.As a last insult he stopped Alessandra’s mouth full with his underwear and taped it off.So that the Baroness,was well and truely gagged.A few hours later she was still sleeping but showing signs of awakening.Paul,administered yet another sedative and placed fetters around her ankles.They were separated from each ankle by a long length of chain.He wished Adrian,would hurry!
Adrian,eventually showed up well after dark.Placing a bottle of cognac between them.Paul sat him down.Explaining the situation and having to repeat himself for Adrian,to grasp it all…..”Huh?Alessandra tied up upstairs?You mean for us to……” He did’nt finish his sentence instead he smiled sheepishly.”Drink up and I will show you!” Paul chided.They emptied the bottle quickly.
He was happy to see her wide-eyed and staring up at the ceiling in her constraints.As they entered her eyes darted to them and then down at her naked body.She shook her head and renewed her fight to free herself.Finding her efforts fruitless she sagged onto the bed with heaving breasts.Although Adrian,laughed at the bound Alessandra.Paul,caught a gleam of base animalistic lust in his eyes ……”Hello Alessandra!How is our bitch feeling tonight?Ready for some copulating and torture?Don’t feel lonely it will be our first time too” Adrian howled with dumb laughter at his friends words.
His arousal acute Paul,stripped down.Her look of terror as she caught sight of his tormented erection,pleased him……”Undress,Adrian,don’t be shy.We all friends here” The tall man smiled broadly.Showing a mouthful of rotting and missing teeth.Unlike Paul who was flabby and soft.Adrian,an apprentice blacksmith was particularly well built and muscular.His abdomed rippled with taut muscle.When the man got his trousers off he wore no underwear and the sight of his groin made Paul,grow silent.His penis was nothing short of obscene.As a Doctor Paul,knew he was a freak of nature.He had seem similar well preserved organs in jars of formaldehyde at Med School.His thoughts were disturbed by Alessandra,thrashing like a fish out of water.Mumbling,incoherently into her mouth restraint.All he could make out was a repetitive…..”NO!NO!…..NO!” as her eyes rolled in alarm.The woman’s moving body had caught Adrian’s attention and he unashamedly had his focus on her twisting minge.Steadily his monstrosity of a cock mushroomed.Paul and Alessandra watched open mouthed.It resembled the double barrel of a shotgun.The thing was halved by a thumb thick vein which ran it’s entire length.The foreskin was long,meaty and tapered.Covering a peach sized crown.Paul,looked down at Alessandra’s virgina and back up at the displayed cannon…….”Impossible!” he said sharply.
Paul,bent over and placed his mouth against her ear…..”See that thing?Oh,how it must scare you,gorgeous Alessandra.I’m going to have to stitch you after….sure you know that…..Don’t fret you have a Doctor on hand…..A evil and wicked little Doctor….Who wants you to suffer…UNBEARABLE PAIN!….Enjoy it sweeheart!”
His words made her cry and begin pleading into the gag.Paul,didn’t want to hear or know…….”Do it Adrian!”… he said without emotion.Handing the man a jar of pig fat.A novice and dim,Adrian,went about it crudely.He lifted her fettered feet and placed the chain over the back of his neck and shoulders.Her cute feet rested on him.He moved himself forward between her legs,till he felt comfortable.When he had lifted her tied ankles,Alessandra,had spasmed.Blurting out a cacophony of faint pleas and sounds.The woman was blatantly stupefied with terror by the repugnant looking monster-cock.
Adrian,looked at Paul,aghast…..”I don’t know how!” For Paul,the sight of the truncheon looking monster encroaching on Alessandra’s womanhood made him want to cum.The last thing he wanted was the moment spoilt……”Here let me”….Paul took the pig fat jar from the man and filled his palm with it.He then inundated her sacrificial,virginal pussy with it.The touch of his hand on her secret folds made her recoil.Angering the Baron…….”Fuck her Adrian,COME ON!”
He watched in sheer bliss as Adrian,took some of the lubrication and masturbated his shaft with it.Paul,caught sight of the dangerous looking large head as the foreskin,rolled back.It had a mammoth spout.
The dong brushed against her shaven mound and cunt lips.Drawing hysterical cries from Alessandra.It was music to Paul’s ears.They were wretched yelps of dispair and forebodding.
Adrian,stiffened and moaned….”Ahhhhhhhh”……His eyes lolled in their sockets and his eyelids fluttered.Paul,looked down to see the bulbous head messed against pussy.A peasant against the haughty cunt of a Baroness.
Adrian,held his shaft and grunted as he forced open her doors.Moving his dick from side to side.Desperately trying to get a foothold on her entrance.It took him a full five minute of manouvering but somehow he managed to insert the cone.The effect on Alessandra,was apparent.She screamed blue murder in obvious pain as he stretched her apart.She started to perspire heavily.Her clevage bathed in sweat.Adrian,was also sweating profusely it ran in rivulets from his chest and forehead as he fought for leverage.The man’s body odour was thick and musky in the air.
Just watching made Paul,abruptly spew his load all over Alessandra’s tits and tummy.It gushed out of him and arched through the air and he was happy when it sprayed all over her.It made her fight like a tiger.She pulled fat the bedpost,outraged.She tried to disengage from her rapist.Her lower lips,though were entwined around his head and he held her steady.Her movements heightened Adrians,pleasure.
Paul,took a heavy pair of gnarled pincers and snapped two of her long toes.Riddled with pain she tried to sit up as her body rocked.Her eyes became glassy and she collapsed onto her back.Adrian,took the opportunity to claim more of her canal…..”I liked the sound of them breaking.Do more!”…..he yelled.Paul,snapped the other three.Noticing how the toes on her good foot curled.
The pain of her shattered digits and stretched vagina made Alessandra,whimper and her body convulse violently.Her fighting spirit crushed for the moment she just snivelled and winced under the pressure of the great cock.Paul,witnessed the tearing of the tender and soft skin that seperated her pussy and ass.Like a road that splits during an earthquake.Little red,lightning strikes opened as she was torn asunder.Alessandra’s,hymen was crushed by her meaty invader and she grumbled in a low murmur as it was snatched from her.Adrian’s,face was flushed and he panted,stoping to rest……”Paul,it feels so tight and hot!”……..Paul,could eye the impossible girth stuffed into her entrance.It was accepting him so grudgingly.There was still so much more cock to give……”Start moving it in and out of her,fast”….Paul,urged.Adrian,followed the instructions and soon was groaning with deep pleasure whilst his victim sreamed from the gruelling coupling.
The grunt was loud and unmistakeable.Adrian,was coming and he forced himself further in causing more damage.He drained his heedy,heavy balls as Alessandra, arched her back.He filled the bitch with his hot spurting peasant seed.Eventually,pulling out with a wet plop.A glance from Paul,told him she needed at least three stitches down below.The gashes appeared rather deep.Adrian’s,jism was streaming out of her gaping vagina.He must have cum like a bull,judging by the flow.Paul,thought.
End of Part 1.

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Why I Met Your Mother – Chapter 9

As with all of my stories, this is pure fantasy. Obviously I do not personally condone any of the actions or behaviours displayed by the characters. It is written for enjoyment and should only really be read by those who can differentiate fantasy from reality.

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Vickie’s Abduction part 4

They all agree that he has given them the most exciting sex of their entire lives and do not want to lose that. They all agree that he has shown them the pleasure of the dark kinky side of sex which excites them all.

Fantasy

Mrs. Watkins: The Horny Choir Teacher

It was a calm sunny afternoon and school had just let out. I exited the school through the back entrance and headed out to find my car in the chaos called “High School traffic.
As I was walking, I thought I heard someone call my name, I looked around and saw that someone WAS calling my name. The voice was of Mrs. Watkins, my choir teacher. She was trying to load some heavy boxes into her car.
“Hey there! Do you think you could give me a hand with some of these boxes?” She asked.
I agreed and we went back inside to grab some more.
While we were walking I couldn’t help but notice Mrs. Watkins’ amazing body. She always wore a skirt/dress thing that showed off her perfect ass, and her legs were long, tan, and sexy. She had a pretty face and a perfect chest with those amazing rounds tits.
After we finished loading in the last box, she told me that her husband wasn’t home and that she would need some help unloading them too.
“I think I’ve gotta get home actually. My dad’s waiting for me.” I denied her.
She gave me a cute puppy dog face, “Come on now, I really need your help.”
I thought about it and finally decided to go along with her.
“I’ll drop you back off at your car after we’re done, that way you won’t waste any gas.” She said.
It was a 15 minute drive to her house because she lived out in the country, and honestly I felf a little awkward. I wondered what her husband would think if she knew that this was going on.
“So do you have any kids?” I was just trying to create some conversation.
Mrs. Watkins laughed. “Nope. Me and Mike never had any kids.”
She then mumbled something to herself.
“What was that?”
She now appeared to be a little stressed out. “Oh nothing, I just said that Mike hasn’t touched me in a year.”
“Wow. That’s surprising.” I replied.
“Why is that surprising?” She seemed a little angry.
“Oh It’s just that you’re…….”
“I’m what? Fat….ugly…?”
“No, it’s just that you’re really…..hot Mr. Watkins.”
She let out a sigh of relief. “Really? THAT’S surprising.”
“All the guys in choir seem to think so too.” I admitted.
“Yeah but noboby in choir is as good looking as you-” She stopped herself. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that, you’re probably not even-”
“18? Yeah I am, I turned 18 back in December.” I interupted her.
Before she could answer, we reached her house. I opened up the back of her Jeep and started unloading them.
“Were do you want them?” I asked.
“Right in my garage.” She pointed to a corner in her garage.
After I had unloaded half of the boxes I was getting pretty sweaty, and I had realized that Mrs. Watkins hadn’t unloaded any and had been watching me the whole time.
“Hey I’m going to go inside for a minute. Come inside after you get done and there’s lemonade in the fridge.” Mrs. Watkins said before she walked away.
After I unloaded the rest of the boxes I was really thirsty and I walked up her front steps and into her house. I looked around but didn’t see or hear Mrs. Watkins. I opened up the fridge and poured myself a glass of pink lemonade. I quickly downed it and sat down. Suddenly I heard something, I listened closely and then I heard the same noise again. The sound was coming from down the hallway, where there was a slightly opened door with sunlight seeping out of it.
I slowly moved down the hall and the sound got louder and clearer, it was Mrs. Watkins moaning. I peeked through the crack in the door and couldn’t see what was going on so I pushed the door open and to my right was Mrs. Watkins fingering herself on her bed, and she was wearing some sexy black lingerie.
“Oh my god!” She yelled as she got up and covered herself. “What the hell are you doing? Spying on me?”
I just heard a sound and-” As I tried to defend myself I realized that Mrs. Watkins was staring at my huge boner.
She dropped her sheet and slowly approached me, “Oh my that looks big. You know my husband is a doctor and…..doesn’t come home until early tommorow morning and…..” She started rubbing my cock and then whispered into my ear in the sexiest tone, “I was fingering myself to you. My pussy is yours, now lets have a little fun.” She gently licked my earlobe.
She then got down on her knees and undid my pants and ripped then down. She immediatly plunged my cock into her amazing mouth and began giving me an amazing blowjob. She seemed to enjoy pleasuring me and was gazing into my eyes as she massaged my rock hard cock.
Before I could cum, she got up and said, “Fuck my dripping wet pussy for an A.”
We passionately kissed as we fell onto the bed, I tore her lingerie off and pounced on top of her. She grabbed my cock and guided it into her unused pussy. I went slow and deep at first, hitting her g-spot with amazing precision, and she moaned loudly. I reached down and began to furiously rub her clit, which caused Mrs. Watkins to start moaning my name.
“Josh! Ohh Josh!!! Fuck me Josh!!! This pussy is yours!!” She yelled. I increased my speed and intensity and drove Mrs. Watkins wild, she was speaking in tongues. I was again on the verge of cumming but I suddenly stopped and whispered into her ear, “Let’s go and wash off.”
I picked her up and she wrapped her legs and arms around me and she bounced on my cock as I walked us towards her shower.
I reached down and turned on the water and we stepped in. I set her down and she put her hands against the wall.
She stuck her ass out and turned her head and looked at me, “Use my ass for handles baby.” and I did as she asked.
I pounded her pussy harder than before and my balls slapped her clit. I too began to moan because she felt soo amazing. The sensation on my cock had finally built up to an amazing climax and I unloaded a huge load of warm cum, but I kept on slamming her pussy until finally I felt Mrs. Watkins body stiffen and she moaned as she came too. She turned around and we passionately kissed.
We washed each other off and deep cleaned my cock as she gave me a handjob using slippery bodywash.
After drying off, we went to get something to eat in the kitchen. I got some chips and she ate some ice cream.
“So do I get an A for today?” I asked jokingly.
Mrs. Watkins walked up to me, pulled her towel off, and then kissed me, “Who said we’re done here?”
My cock grew at the sight of her gorgeous body and my towel fell off as I set her on the counter. I hoped up on the counter, jumped in between her lucious legs, and rammed my cock inside her again. We were kissing much more than earlier but sometimes had to stop for her to let out a loud moan.
I began ramming her so hard that we were moving across the counter, knocking things off as we fucked onward.
After a few minutes we flipped around and she began riding me cowgirl style and she knew how to ride. She had perfect speed and rhythm and I couldn’t even last. We both came at the same time in an epic orgasm that jolted both of our bodies together.
“Oh god! Zach you’re amazing!” She moaned. “Thanks, but your amazing body did most of the work” I said.
“Now you get an A, but that’s just for today, there’s still tonight, and many more days like this.” She laughed.
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Love in the Last Frontier, Part 2

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

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Steph and Sugar

I wanted to share some of the stories of some great and horny times I had with a lovely girl called Steph. This is the second of what I think will be lots of stories I submit to this page.
My girlfriend Steph is 25, a gorgeous red head, with a fantastic body, sexy arse and 32E boobs. She has a lovely tight pussy and is constantly horny. What more could a man want.
A few years ago, after Steph had an encounter with Neil my flat mate (first story submitted) we were looking for new sexual kicks. We used to fantasize about her fucking another man while I was there watching and joining in. I used to make scenarios up and could make her come by just talking to her, it was a great feeling, to see this sexy young woman orgasming over and over again.
I suggested that we placed an advert on a contact website, Steph was not sure, but was excited at the same time. We got a lot of replies due to the description of Steph, from horny guys all over the UK. One guy called Sugar replied and after a few e-mails sent a picture of himself. Steph liked him a lot, he was early 30s, black and was very muscular. He asked for a photo of Steph, I took lots of Steph in her tiny thongs and matching bras, she looked hot. Once Sugar saw them he was really keen to meet. We lived in Manchester at the time and Sugar in London so it was difficult. My work was taking me to London so we agreed to meet in a few months time. In the meantime Sugar sent a short video clip of himself fucking a sexy girl. He had a massive cock looked to be about 10″ and very, very thick. Steph and I fucked long and hard that night, I had no doubts about whom and what she was thinking that night.
We kept in contact with Sugar via email over the next few weeks and although he sent us his mobile we had up till now not contacted him verbally, I suppose we were still nervous of how genuine he was!
Before I went to London to work, Steph treated me to a night in a top hotel. We got there and hit the spa and pool. Steph looked stunning as she stepped into the pool, a tiny white bikini that somehow managed to hold in her huge boobs! We swam, kissed, played, splashed just had a good giggly time. We went into the steam room, we were alone so we kissed and she playfully rubbed my cock through my shorts, I got hard instantly. I followed suit and pushed a finger inside her hot, now wet, pussy. Steph reached inside my shorts and started to stroke my hard cock and balls. I continued to play with her pussy, and clit, then after a few minutes found her g-spot, I heard her moaning loudly, and after a few minutes of this she climaxed hard, grinding down on my fingers.
We both wanted to fuck really bad so we decided to make the most of the hotel room. We couldn’t wait and both got quickly dried and dressed and were soon back in the room. We tore each others clothes off and I pushed my cock straight into her tight soaking pussy, I pushed her legs on to my shoulders and fucked her really hard. After only about 5 minutes we both so horny that we came together and collapsed on the bed.
After a few minutes Steph was ready again, I normally take a bit to get hard again, which disappointed Steph. She teased me playfully that she thought Sugar would be able to get hard over and over again. I suggested she should text him, and find out. She picked up her phone and text him. Almost instantly he replied back and said he normally came 3-4 times in a session, and asked what we were doing. Steph told him we had been fucking and was ready for more but I wasn’t. He replied saying that was too bad and a shame he wasn’t there to help out, she sent one back agreeing. He told us he was horny and was wanking his cock over Steph’s pictures, and he had done this lots before. This made her even hornier and she started to rub her clit and started moaning loudly.
I suggested that I should take over and she should talk to Sugar. She did, and as I played with her clit, Steph put the phone onto speaker and I listened as he told her how he wanted to fuck her, and he listened as she moaned and screamed in delight at the thought. After maybe 5 minutes I heard Sugar breathing heavily then letting out a loud groan he came, this set Steph off and she shuddered to a 3rd orgasm. We wished each other good night and I felt like my cock was stirring, and slowly wanked it whilst Steph sat up and watched. Once I was hard, I turned Steph over and fucked her doggy and after about 10 minutes she came and I pulled out and came thick spurts on her sexy back.
Nearly 2 months later we met Sugar in London, we met in Covent Garden, figuring that if Sugar was not what we thought we could probably leave the bar and blend into the crowd. We needed not worry. Steph wore some tight jeans a tight low cut top and her sexiest thong and bra. We all got on really well had had 3-4 drinks and a few shots. So by the time we got back to my apartment we were all pretty buzzed.
We decided to play a drinking game that got us all a bit looser, this became a stripping game. Steph had a run of luck and Sugar and I ended up in just boxers, Steph was definitely impressed with what she saw in Sugars boxers and licked her lips as she looked. She then won again and had the choice of removing an item off one of us, she chose me and I stood, and was pleased that I had a semi, so was sporting nearly a 6″ cock. Sugar looked over and I could sense he was pleased in the knowledge he was bigger. Steph then started to lose (intentionally I think) and was soon down to her sexy thong and bra. I then won and said that Sugar should remove his boxers so I didn’t feel so bad. He stood up next to Steph and pulled down his boxers to reveal his thick black cock, which was easily 8″, and he wasn’t even hard. Steph gasped as she saw it.
The game came to an abrupt ending as Steph led Sugar into my bedroom asking me to fix some drinks. I sorted out some vodka for us all and could hear Steph moaning as I poured. I quickly went to the room and stood by the door watching for a few minutes. Steph was lying on the bed and Sugar was kneeling on the floor licking her pussy and finger fucking her, all the time asking if she liked it. She moaned back yes over and over again. I drank the first vodka as I watched, and moved closer to the action. After a short time Steph started to moan loudly and started to come, Sugar lapped at her wet pussy as she came.
Sugar knelt on the bed next to Steph and I knelt on the other side. She took my cock in her hand and started to wank it, she then grabbed Sugars cock and did the same. She changed position and knelt on the bed and pulled us closer. Sugar was fully erect now and was over 10″ and was as thick as Steph’s delicate wrist. Mine was significantly smaller than Sugars and I guessed I would be taking a back role that night. Steph said that she wanted us to come over her tits, as she wanked us both I came first, sending 2-3 hot spurts of spunk onto her tits. I collapsed on the bed after I came. Steph then turned her full attention on Sugar, he had his head thrown back as Steph’s small hands wanked him, not even able to fully encircle his monster cock. After a few minutes he started to come and he shot spurt after spurt of thick cum, which seemed like it would never end. When it did, I noticed that Steph had Sugars cum on her face, her tits, dripping down to her stomach, and still a pool that overshot her and landed on the bed. She slowly sucked and licked all of the remaining cum off his cock.
She got out of bed went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up and came back into the room. She said she wanted to fuck me so that I could help prepare her for Sugars cock. She tried to get me hard, unfortunately it wasn’t happening, so she leaned down and started to rub Sugars cock, it twitched to her touch and I watched as she got him bigger until he was soon fully erect again. She pushed him onto his back and his big rod stood tall and erect. She climbed on top of him and grabbed the base of his cock and positioned it gently at the entrance of her dripping pussy. She then started to slowly lower herself onto his cock, she was moaning loudly and I looked and saw he was only half way in. I could see that she was losing control, so I knelt behind her held her steady, this helped and she started to lower herself deeper, until she had his full cock inside her, and she shuddered to a deep climax. She laid on Sugar kissing him, with his cock still packed inside her. He started to raise and lower his hips as they kissed and Steph closed her eyes, as Sugar started to pull his cock almost totally out then drove it slowly all the way in. He kept this slow pace up for 10 mins, ignoring Steph begging to fuck her hard. Eventually he picked up the pace and started to get faster and faster, and after 5 minutes of this, he grabbed Steph’s hips pulled her tight to him and came deep inside her, as his cock exploded she screamed loudly and came herself.
They lay like this for 10 minutes, I started to get hard again, and pulled her back, and I saw Sugars cum and Steph’s juices drip from her pussy. I pushed my semi inside her doggy style, and she gyrated with her hips, making me get fully erect and I started to fuck her hard and slow, getting the pace quicker until she came. I pulled out and shot a fresh load onto her back.
Sugar then took his semi and pushed it inside Steph making her squeal in delight. She reached under her body and started to tickle his balls, this did the trick and as he pulled out of her pussy and then drilled in again I could see that he was fully erect once more. He continued this for maybe 20 minutes, Steph came several times during this time. Eventually he pulled out as I had and came thick spurts again, no less that the first and second time, which was pretty impressive.
We all had a drink and went to sleep. I woke a few hours later, Steph and Sugar were not in the bed, the shower was running, and they were soaping each other. Sugar turned Steph round and with her hands on the tiles, he fucked her from behind till she came once again. She then knelt down and sucked his cock until he started to cum, she took some in her mouth, and swallowed it hungrily, the rest she aimed over her shoulder and it hit the glass door of the shower, again as much as the other times.
I dried her off with a towel and Sugar left, we laid together kissing each other and drifting into a long sleep.
We did meet Sugar again a few months later, the night went pretty much the same as the first meeting.

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