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Nightly Sins Pt. 2

Part 2:Authors note: in part one I thought my checker was working, it wasn’t so there are probably a lot of spelling errors, and I apologize for it, hopefully this next part will help make up for it. And I’m even gonna try to proof read it to make sure I have everything right.
In my last story I was remembering my favorite sleep over my daughter Lori had, it’s now about 18 months since then. But first a little more about the home life. While I was married to my lovely wife for only about 8 months, we had been going out for 4 years, dating thru high school. My being allowed, and even encouraged to fuck my wife’s friends so she could keep her virginity, and gave it to me as a graduation gift, I in return gave her our child, a one in a million shot as she was on the pill.
My wife died during child birth, and later found it was due to the doctors screwing things up in delivery and after a lengthy legal battle I won and got an upfront sum of $500,000 and a yearly stipend for the next 30 years of $250,000 paid weekly with yearly ‘raises’ as in order to pay that out I was put on staff as a consultant of sorts which forces them to do raises each year for living adjustments. So all in all I can afford to give my daughter what she needs and wants, and still live the way I want without working.
But I do work, I’m a free lance computer tech and home security and automation, while Lori was young I would take computer courses and have my parents or my wife’s’ parents babysit while I was at class. I make a fair bit of money at it, I don’t have long hours and can spend time with my daughter and her friends as often as I like. Which brings me to my next story
Lori is 12 now, going on 13 in a few months. I had taken Lori and Melody (apparently Loris BFF since that night in the last story) to the mall and decided to let her go with the Check Card. It would be part of my Birthday gift to her. The first store she went into was Victoria Secret. Now I don’t mind the lingerie stores but to see my daughter going into one had me a bit embarrassed as I followed her in, keeping my distance from her, she knows I”m there but I try not to get in her way.
What surprises me is the fact she comes over to me and asks me what I think of a matching bra and panty set, if you can all it that. It was in fact a half cup bra, lacy and white, and a thong of see thru material. She really caught me off guard as I stammered. “looks a-a bit revealing baby girl sure that is something you want to wear?” and she replies as any little girl would, “oh yes daddy, can I get it please? Pretty pleaseeeee?” and of course I give into her. “oh thank you daddy!” she gives me a hug around the neck then runs off to her friend. About 30 minutes later and $300 lighter in the bank account we leave Victoria Secret and go to a few more shops where Lori gets more clothes and several hundred more dollars lighter, we catch dinner at a fine casual restaurant then head home.
Melody stays over for the night as its only Saturday, and as I clean up the downstairs as I hear the girls up stairs giggling, no doubt putting on a fashion show for each other, my mind races as I imagine the two of them dressing and undressing themselves, even each other. My mind goes back to that night when I first saw Lori eating Melody out. I shake my head to snap out of those thoughts and plop down on the couch and turn on the TV. Soon after I hear my daughters door open up and then quiet, as I look up and catch Melody coming down the stairs to head for the kitchen. But what shocked me was she was in just lingerie the half-cup bra and thong Lori picked out, but in red. I can’t keep my eyes off of her. Her breasts filling out those half cups, her nipples half way exposed, dark brown aureola and hard eraser tip nipples. She pretends to not notice me as she walks past as I watch her sway her ass in that thong, leaving little to the imagination, the only modesty she has is the small strip of fabric covering her pussy. A few minutes later she comes out of the kitchen with a plate of snack foods and drinks for she and Lori and walks past again and gives me a little wink as she walks up stairs again.
I wait to hear the door close as I race to the bathroom push down my pants and begin to jerk my cock. A couple of minutes later I erupt into the toilet, trying hard to stifle my groans of my orgasm. I swear I heard giggling outside the bathroom door but by the time I clean myself up and exit the bathroom one one is around. I go back to watching the TV until around 10 and then head up stairs and notice Loris door is open a crack and the lights on I can’t help but peek into the crack, which has a direct view to her bed, and to my surprise I see Lori on her back, legs spread, and totally naked, and in-between those legs is Melody, she too totally naked. I can’t help but watch the girl-on-girl show, Melodys ass in the air, her legs spread a little and this time I get a good look at her pretty little cunt, hairless and wet, the lips parted slightly as she is bent over face first into my daughters little snatch.
I can hear my little girl moaning and cooing as her best friend eats her pussy. Having cum a few hours ago my cock is rock hard again as I know I shouldn’t watch but can’t help it as my hand snakes into my pants and pulls my member out and begins to slowly stroke. I watch as Melodys tongue licks up and down the slit, pushing into my daughters virgin (hopefully) cunt. Loris head falls back and I can hear her sigh in pleasure as she reaches down and pushes her friends head against her cunt. Melody’s ass wiggles from side to side as she eats her friend, licking and sucking at her cunt, pushing her tongue into her snatch and wiggling it around to cause Lori to squirm and let out a pleasant moan “oh Melody, you like my young pussy don’t you?” Lori coaxing her friend on and all she can do is moan and nod her head as she redoubles her efforts on her friends cunt.
As I watch, my cock throbs and I jerk it faster and harder, my eyes glued to the scene before me in the crack of the door. I can hear Loris moans, and Melody slurping at my daughters cunt. Before long Lori is humping Melodys face before she lets out a low moan, obviously trying to keep it down as she cums hard on her friends face. After about 30 seconds or so she relaxes and falls down to her bed and pull Melody up and give her a full lip locked kiss, obviously tasting her own juices as they kiss. Quietly I move away from the door and head to the bed room where I strip out of my clothes and replay the scene in my head as I continue to jerk my cock and finally cum once again, spraying cum all over my chest as I moan out Loris name.
As I clean up I realize I’m seeing my daughter in a more sexual light, having moaned her name as I came. Allowing her such sexually charged underwear, let alone not stopping her and her friend, being too young for such activities, but realizing she is a more mature woman then most, she seems to be in control of this relationship. Perhaps I should keep a closer eye on them and their activities.

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The Security Guard Takes Charge

“Damn” I thought to myself “just what I don’t need in this job. Something to actually happen.” I had taken a second job as a security guard to earn some extra money. When my ex-girlfriend and I broke up a few months ago, she had moved out immediately, leaving my name on the lease of our rented house. I was trying to keep things going until the lease ran out at the end of the year.
I had been doing this job a little over a month, usually 3 or 4 nights a week of the overnight shift-11 P.M. until 7 A.M. After finishing my shift I would go to my real job except if I worked Saturday night as I would always be off Sunday. This particular Saturday I was making my rounds in the company car around the perimeter of the property. It was a plant which had recently closed when they shipped the jobs overseas to China. The company was trying to sell the property, but due to the real estate crash wasn’t having much luck. Therefore they had to maintain security on the property. It was an easy job usually. Once an hour you would drive around to make sure the gates and doors were locked and that nothing suspicious was taking place. Since all the buildings were locked with external padlocks it was as easy to check them by just flashing a beam of light on them. When not patrolling you would be inside the guard building that dated from the early days of the plant. It had a small, cramped office, a tiny bathroom and a tiny locker room. It was situated just past the main gate which was locked.
It was around 12:30 A.M. and I was making my second patrol of the shift, when I saw a hole cut into the fence. When I had passed by earlier the hole hadn’t been there. I stopped the car and got out to investigate.
Someone must have used bolt cutters to cut a section open. Before calling my supervisor or the law I decided to check around first . I had my cellphone in my jacket pocket and my flashlight in my hand. It was one of those big 4 D battery maglight types, so I knew I could use it like a club if needed. I also had a few of those pull ties that could be used to restrain someone, although I doubted I would need them. I’m not a cop and capturing people isn’t my job. I started to quietly walk the property, staying very alert.
I heard them before I could see them. The sounds were coming from around a corner of a building ahead of me. I cautiously peered around the corner and was surprised at what I saw. It was a couple, in their teens probably. The boy was slight, with dark hair and baggy clothing that was the style today. His pants were open and the girl was on her knees before him sucking him. From what I could see of her, she was petite with short brown hair and she was wearing a short skirt and a tank top with spaghetti straps. I also noticed that the wall behind them had fresh graffiti spray painted on it. Realizing that was why they broke in, I figured they probably weren’t dangerous. I took my phone out of my pocket and put it on camera mode. They were perfectly illuminated due to a light that was mounted on the wall near them. I quickly took a couple of photos, then started to approach them. They didn’t notice me as they were too busy – him being on the receiving end, her concentrating on her task at hand.
“Come on Hailey, suck my dick right” I heard the boy say. The boy had a hand on the girl’s head and as I watched he slapped her in the face with his free hand a couple of times. The girl didn’t stop, but kept working his knob.
“You know you love it, you cock sucking slut” he said as he roughly pushed her head down. The girl seemed to be enjoying what she was doing and I felt a stirring in my cock from watching. But that isn’t what I’m paid to do, so I ignored my cock and continued forward.
When I was within ten feet of them I turned on my flashlight and shone the beam on them while yelling “Security – stop what you’re doing.” I know that sounds lame, but it’s all I could think of. The reaction though was almost instantaneous. The boy turned his head to look behind him, saw me and my flashlight almost on top of him and panicked. He must have pulled his dick out first, then took off running in the opposite direction from me. However in his haste he collided with the girl, who a moment ago had been sucking him, sending her sprawling to the ground from her knees. He managed to stay on his feet and kept going. I lifted my phone and took a picture of his fleeing back.
I closed the distance between myself and the girl, who was still on the ground. I then noticed that there was a knapsack on the ground beside her. The boy was too fast for me to catch even if I wanted to try. But she was trapped like a kitten up a tree.
“Don’t move” I said, towering over her. She looked up at me and she seemed a bit stunned, as if the wind was knocked out of her. “Are you ok? Can you get up?” I asked her. She nodded and started to scramble to her feet. I pocketed my phone and helped her stand. I kept my hand on her arm, preventing her from trying to escape. I slipped my flashlight into its holder and removed a plastic restraint from my pocket. I spun her around so her back was to me, grabbed both her arms and brought her hands together. I then secured the tie around her wrists and pulled tight. She made a small whimper as the plastic cut into her flesh. I looked around and observed that as well as the knapsack there was a small purse on the ground. Without touching the straps with my hand I slipped my arm through the strap and picked it up. I also picked up the purse, though with my hand. I grabbed her arm with my free hand.
“Let’s go” I barked at her and started walking the way I came from. We turned the corner of the building and approached the car. I unlocked the passenger door and had her sit, even guarding her head like they do on tv so she didn’t hit it. I then put the backpack in the trunk and also removed a bungee cord from there. I used that to somewhat secure the hole in the fence. I then called 911 on my phone and reported the break in. For some reason I didn’t report that I had detained one of the intruders or even that there were two of them. While talking to the operator, I went through her purse. In there as well as ordinary girl things like lipstick, I found an I.D. It identified her as Hailey Richards, an eighteen year old freshman at the local community college. When I finished the call, I got in the car and drove to the guardhouse to wait for the police.
While driving I began to talk to the girl. “You know that breaking and entering, trespassing, and painting graffiti are crimes. I see you’re eighteen, so they will arrest you and since it’s Saturday night you will probably be held until Monday morning at the least.”
I could see right away that she was getting scared at the thought of going to jail. She was making faces and her eyes began to tear up. I added “That’s some boyfriend you have, not only did he abandon you to take the fall, he actually knocked you down so you didn’t have a chance.”
She was really crying now, but in between sobs she said “That fucking jerk. Never again. Fuck him, the bastard.” I was smiling to myself , as I certainly had an ulterior motive to what I was saying. We arrived at the guardhouse and I shut off the engine and popped the trunk. I got out and looked in the backpack. As well as cans of spray paint there was some magic markers, a book that showed the young artist at work, tagging buildings and pictures of his “art”. I laughed knowing this was enough evidence to get him. Also in the backpack was a bag of weed which I slipped into my pocket. I closed the trunk and removed my “prisoner” from the car and brought her into the guardhouse. She was still crying and nervous.
“Sit down” I told her, pulling up a chair. She quickly sat down. I slipped the weed and her purse into a desk drawer and sat on the desk in front of her.
Now that I was sitting and in the light I was able to really check her out. She did have short brown hair, but with some pink highlight streaks. Her eyes were big and brown and she had a little snub nose. She was definitely tiny, as she only came up to the middle of my chest when standing. As I’m 6’2”, that meant she was around 5’. Her complexion was fair and seemed flawless. I didn’t see any blemishes on her face. She was wearing a short black skirt that showed plenty of her gorgeous legs. Her top was light blue with the A & F logo. She had on pink and white sneakers with little socks to round out her outfit. Her breasts were tiny, barely a bump on her chest, but her nipples seemed to be hardening rapidly from the AC in the room. All in all a true tasty looking treat, one I would love to eat.
“You know” I said “with your partner getting away, management will probably want to throw the book at you and press charges.” This was actually true, even if they both were caught, management would try to make an example.
“Isn’t there something you could do, to tell them I was just along and not really doing anything so they like might not be too hard on me, you know” Hailey said teary eyed.
“Believe me, I’d love to help but I have no control over management. Maybe….” I paused as if thinking. I already had a plan but Hailey didn’t need to know that.
“What is it you were starting to say, do you have any ideas?” Hailey said, desperation clearly in her voice. “If my father finds out about this he might throw me out if I don’t end up in jail.”
“Well I thought of something that might work, but then that could cost me my job. It’s not worth it for me” I answered her. Just as I planned, the ray of hope I offered her turned up the pressure. I wanted her to suggest a solution.
“Please I’ll do anything to make things right if you can help me with this” Hailey pleaded, looking me in the face with her big brown eyes. I got up and stood in front of her, maybe with two feet separating us. I knew that my crotch was at her eye level, which caused the blood to begin flowing to my cock.
“Hailey, I hope you don’t mind me using your name, but when you say anything what exactly do you mean?” I said while bringing my hand to the front of my pants and rubbing the growing bulge.
Her eyes widened and she took a big gulp of air. But in a steady voice she said “You saw I was giving that guy a blowjob. If you like I could do that for you. I‘m really good at it I’m told.” She did her best sexy look while saying this, even batting her eyes at me.
“Hailey, Hailey what am I going to do with you? I know I’m over 30, but I haven’t lost all my looks yet. I really don’t have trouble getting my cock sucked. If that’s all your offering me I have to decline” I said.
“Wait what more do you want? Do you want to fuck me as well? I guess I can do that “ she answered.
“Hailey you are a very sexy girl. I would want to do anything I want with you, no restrictions. And more than once. Once wouldn’t be enough with your body, especially with what you get in return” I said.
I could see she was thinking it over, calculating what she might have to do versus what she knew would happen if she didn’t. Just at that moment we heard the sound of approaching sirens.
“Well it looks like their here. Come on it’s time to go” I said sternly, reaching for her arm.
“No wait, I agree. You can do anything with me, I won’t say no to what you want. I promise. Please.” she cried.
“Ok” I said “wait in here and I’ll tell you when the coast is clear.” I opened the door to the locker room and guided her in, closing the door after her.
I went outside and unlocked the front gate and the police drove in. It didn’t take that long to deal with them. I told them what happened, conveniently forgetting about Hailey. I gave them the knapsack and we had a laugh about the dumb kid leaving his calling card behind. Then they did a quick patrol of the property to make sure he wasn’t still lurking about. While they did that I called my supervisor and filled her in. She was happy about how I handled things and how it would look good for the security company to be on top of things. What she was most happy about was since I took care of things she didn’t have to drive to the site at 1:00 A.M. I suggested that maybe I should get a raise and she agreed to recommend that. After I hung up the cops came back saying all was clear and they left. Then I locked up and headed back into the guardhouse.
I opened the door to the locker room. Hailey was standing there, still looking nervous. “Ok Hailey you can come out now. The police are gone and I didn’t tell them about you, so you should be in the clear.”
Hailey walked out of the room and immediately said “Oh thank you. You’re the best, I really mean it. Thank you.” I reached out and grabbed her shoulder and spun her around so her back was to me. I then used my pocket tool to cut off the restraint on her wrists and turned her back to face me. I stepped back so that she was at an arms distance and really studied her. Her face was very pretty, even beautiful. I stepped close to her, put a hand on her lower back and pulled her body to mine. As I gazed into her brown eyes I saw a mix of fear and excitement. Remembering how the boy slapped her I realized Hailey had a big submissive streak. I leaned down and kissed her hard. When I did I felt an instantaneous jolt go through me. Her pink lips were soft and sweet as candy. I continued kissing her and she began to respond, kissing me back. I slipped my tongue between her parted lips and her tongue eagerly met mine. Our tongues entwined and separated again and again as if dancing. My hand pulled her even tighter to me and my cock was growing rapidly as it pushed into her belly. I felt her arms encircle me and she pushed her mound against my leg. I broke the kiss while I still had some control left. My lips nuzzled her cheek and hair and I whispered in her ear “Wow Hailey that kiss was incredible.”
“Oh God yes” she responded “I think that was the best kiss I’ve ever had.”
Realizing I might be crazy, I broke our embrace and stepped back. Hailey, mistaking my intentions, began to sink to her knees. I stopped her with my hand and pulled her back to her feet.
“Hailey, some people might think I’m crazy for saying this but I’m not going to hold you to our agreement.”
She looked at me in confusion. “You mean you don’t want to sleep with me?” she asked.
I laughed. “No that’s not what I’m saying. I’m sure you felt how much I’d like to do that.” Hailey turned red, but she stared down at the large bulge in my pants, which to tell the truth was starting to be painful, trapped as it was.
“Then why don’t you want to?” she asked with a puzzled expression.
“I guess because I’m a good guy. I’ve never forced a woman against her will and I don’t want to start now. I know we made a deal but I’d be a scumbag if I took advantage of you. But most people aren’t so nice, so stay out of trouble and stay away from guys like that kid” I said. I was rolling the dice one more time, but whether I would hit the jackpot or roll craps I didn’t know.
Hailey looked me in the eye, like she was trying to figure out if I was telling the truth or messing with her.
She then gave a little shrug and smiled. “Ok if the deal is off then I can go, right” she said.
I did my best to hide my disappointment and answered “Of course you can go. Let me get your purse from the drawer and be careful going home.”
“Well since I came with the jerk, I don’t have anyway to get home so I have an idea. I can wait here with you, until you get off. Then you can give me a ride and while we wait we can do those things that we both want to do with each other” Hailey said, showing herself to be pretty perceptive as well as horny.
“Hailey did anyone ever tell you that not only are you beautiful and hot, but really clever as well.” Her face flushed but she did smile from the compliment.
She replied “People talk about my looks, but no one ever says anything about my mind.”
“Well Hailey” I answered “they’re fools for not noticing. Besides the brain can make sex better than the body alone. But enough talk for now.”
I pulled her close and started to kiss her again. The softness of her pink lips was incredible and I feasted on her mouth. This time I felt her tongue slip into my mouth and begin to explore. I eagerly began to suck hard on her tongue which she liked. After a couple of minutes of kissing I began to work my mouth down her slender neck, and when I bit the nape she moaned loudly. My hands reached to the bottom of her top and began to lift it up. Hailey raised her arms so I could pull it over her head. I tossed the shirt on the desk. Her breasts were very small, no more than a mouthful, a true A-cup cutie. Her nipples and areolas were a pale pink. The areolas were the size of half-dollars and her nipples were erect and protruding.
I couldn’t resist them, so I bent down and flicked one nipple with my tongue, then the other. I felt Hailey shudder as my tongue teased her nips. I then opened my mouth and took her right breast in, suckling it with my lips and gently tweaking it with my teeth. My hand reached up and started to play with her left breast and nipple, caressing and squeezing.
Hailey obviously was very sensitive as she let out a low moan and grabbed my hair and encouraged my mouth “Oh yes don’t stop. Keep sucking, oh please don’t stop, that feels so good, yesss. “
I then switched my mouth to her left breast and a hand to her right and continued my attention. She continued moaning and playing with my hair. I continued kissing and nuzzling her chest and I noticed the skin between her breasts was very sensitive so I began really sucking the skin hard there. This had such an effect on her that she pulled my head off her.
“Oh stop, I can’t take it any more” Hailey said.
I reached up with both hands and tweaked both nipples. She grabbed my hands and pulled them away.
“Stop” she said “you’re being bad.” I laughed and put my arms around her waist and lifted her into the air so that her chest was at my mouth level and began to work her nipple over again. She squealed and kicked her feet back and forth, but I held on tight.
“If you don’t stop then how can I suck your dick?” Hailey asked. The girl made a good point, so after one more nipple nip I put her down. She smiled and sank to her knees.
“Now it’s my turn” she said “so get those pants down and let me suck you.” I didn’t need to be asked twice as I’d been wanting this since I first saw her. I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my zipper before pushing my pants and underwear down freeing my cock. It sprang up after it’s long captivity, already dripping pre-cum. Now my cock is just under 8” in length and average thickness, around 5 ½ “ in circumference. Hailey let out a squeal when she saw my cock.
“Wow your dick is long, wait I don’t know your name” she said “and if I’m going to suck your dick I should.”
“My name is Joe. Now you know my name so start sucking Hailey” I said, as I took my cock in hand. When Hailey leant forward I slapped her cheek with my cock. I gripped her head with my other hand, then proceeded to slap her face all over.
“Open your mouth” I ordered her “and stick out your tongue.”
Hailey instantly complied, opening her mouth wide and sticking out her pink, pointed tongue. I pushed my cock into her wet mouth and she immediately went to work. Hailey wrapped her lips tightly around my shaft and began sliding her mouth down it. I removed my hand from the base of my cock, but kept my other hand on her head, entwined in her hair. She took me to the back of her mouth then slid her mouth back until only the head was in her. She repeated this a number of times driving me crazy. Hailey then changed tactics, taking her mouth off my cock and instead swirling her warm tongue all around my cockhead before licking down my shaft until reaching my balls. Hailey opened her mouth and sucked a ball into her mouth where her tongue continued licking. She took her mouth off my ball and started working her tongue up the length of me.
Again Hailey opened her mouth and took my rock hard cock inside. She began to bob her head up and down, taking in my head and the few inches below it. Her head was moving fast and at a steady rhythm and I didn’t no how much longer I could last, when I heard Hailey making little moaning sounds around my cock. I looked down and saw her hand between her legs, rubbing herself. I pulled Hailey’s mouth off my cock and heard a pop as my head slipped from her lips. She looked up at me confused.
“Hailey did I give you permission to play with yourself?” I asked her sternly.
“No” she answered “but I didn’t think you would mind.”
“Well I feel if you are giving me a blowjob you should concentrate on that 100% and not on your little pussy at the same time. Believe me, I will take good care of it in a little while” I said.
Hailey smiled at me and said “Sorry I thought you would, it’s just I’m getting so hot sucking your big dick.” She then swallowed me again taking me to the back of her mouth. Hailey took her hand and gripped the base of my cock. She then tilted her head and swallowed further, taking my cock into her throat. I gasped from the feeling of my cock sliding down her throat. She continued inching further down until the only part outside her was covered by her hand. Hailey then adjusted her head so she was gazing into my eyes. She then removed her hand and swallowed me to the root, her lips bumping into my pubic hair. It felt incredible, as most women didn’t deep throat me. Hailey moved her head back then deep throated me again. It was too much for me and I felt the cum boiling up from my balls.
“Oh God Hailey, I can’t hold back anymore. I’m going to cum” I exclaimed. Hailey pulled back but kept the head of my cock in her mouth and ran her tongue over it. My cock exploded in her mouth with more force than I ever remembered but Hailey kept sucking away as my cock shot cum deep into her mouth. My orgasm seemed to go on forever but finally the cum ran out. As I pulled my cock from her sweet lips a dribble of cum escaped as well, but Hailey stuck out her tongue and licked it up.
“Wow Joe, you came a lot and it tasted real good as well” she said.
“When you said you were good at this you sold yourself short little girl. Great is more like it” I answered.
I reached my hand down and helped Hailey to her feet. My hands then snaked around to the lower back of Hailey and I began to unzip her skirt. When I finished Hailey shook her hips and the skirt slid down to the floor. She stood before me wearing only a blue thong and sneakers, and there was a growing wet spot on her panties.
I sank down to my knees and I could smell her sex perfume. I leaned in and kissed her mound through the thin material. My fingers slipped under her waist band and I pulled her thong down to her ankles. Her pussy was right before me and was so beautiful it took my breath away. Hailey obviously waxed, as her pussy was bald with just a tiny landing strip a few inches long. Her pussy was a shade of pink, with her lips glistening from her juices. Her lips didn’t protrude, but were flush with her body. Her clitoris was erect and peaking out from it’s hood.
I took my finger and began to slide it up and down between her lips, making sure to graze her clit with each pass. I could feel her juice oozing out her peach as I did. Hailey began to push her mound forward as I played with her, letting out little mewing sounds. She must have been in a high state of arousal because after only a couple of minutes she grabbed my shoulder, digging her fingernails in hard. Hailey started to tremble and gasped out “ I’m cumming.”
I had to have a taste of her nectar, so I removed my finger from her slit and put my mouth on her lips and started sucking her love juice. This pushed Hailey into a bigger orgasm and her whole body shuddered. I began to use my tongue to lap up any escaping juice. Hailey’s taste was sweeter than April wine and I couldn’t get enough. I started to stick my tongue into her hole as far as I could lapping up all her nectar from her pussy walls. My thumb crept up and began gently rubbing her clit as my tongue made circular motions inside her. It wasn’t long before Hailey started having another orgasm from my efforts. This time she grabbed my hair with both hands, pulling on it hard while letting out a long moan. I felt her pussy muscles actually contract on my tongue as she came.
When her orgasm subsided I removed my tongue and stood. I grasped the back of Hailey’s head and leaned in and kissed her passionately. When I broke the kiss I said to her
“Hailey did you taste yourself on my mouth? Because you really taste good. If there was a way to market that you could be a millionaire.”
She laughed and just said “That’s silly.”
I hadn’t nearly had my fill of this hot teen, so I picked her up like a rag doll and put her on top of the desk. I placed Hailey on her back, with her feet flat on the desk and her knees in the air. I positioned a chair and sat so I was between her legs. With one hand I spread her wet lips and I inserted a finger from my other hand into her hot box. Though she was tight, she was so wet I had no problem as I began to finger her. After a couple of minutes I slipped a second finger into her which caused Hailey to begin moaning. I leaned my head in and began teasing her engorged clit with my tongue as I continued to finger her. My tongue made circular motions on her clit, with an occasional direct stab of my tongue. As I increased the speed of my fingers in her pussy her moaning became louder. I then sucked her clit and the surrounding flesh into my mouth bringing Hailey another orgasm.
I stood up while Hailey recovered from her orgasm. I took a number of plastic restraints and adjusted Hailey’s body into position so that her head was at the edge of the desk. I took Hailey’s hands and brought them above her head. I fastened a restraint to a drawer handle, then secured her wrists with another and a third to join the two together, imprisoning Hailey. I then restrained each of her legs separately so that she was held immobile with her legs spread.
Noticing the time, I approached Hailey’s face and bent down and kissed her while also tweaking a nipple. I then picked up Hailey’s thong and stuffed it in her mouth. I pulled up my pants, although my semi-erect cock resisted being confined again.
“Hailey I have to go make my rounds again. But don’t worry, I’ll be back to fuck you. Now don’t go anywhere.” I headed for the door.

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All for Mr. Redman Chapter 2

The morning after and how things got twisted up in a way I didn’t see coming. This is based on actual events, roommate portion encounter made more interesting, but true at core. I don’t want to ruin the surprise as you read. You might want to read Chapter one to understand the background.

Essay

The Trail to the Top of the Mountain

This is not a sex story. A person emailed me and gave me a senario, and I had to write about it. Here is the senario… Your walking through the forest along a path in an area thats new to you, yet you are very comfortable with the surroundings and the direction you are headed. As you walk, you come across a vase on the ground.
What does it look like and what to you do with it? Farther down the same path you stumble upon a mirror. What does it look like (in detail) and what do you ultimatly do with it.
After your journey and your recent findings, you come to a point on the path that is obstructed by a wall.
What does the wall look like? (what is it made out of? how high? How far does it span …) And what do you do when you reach it? Also, keep in mind what (if anything) you see on the other side (if, in fact, you ever see the other side).
Here is the response, please tell me what you think.The Trail to the Top of the Mountain
By Britney
I seemed to be on a path of some kind. I have no clue on how I got there. But the place was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I was on a path going uphill circling around a great mountain peak. The view was tremendous. I looked off and I could see everything. There didn’t seem to be a horizon, it just kept going and going. I could see lakes, rivers, forests, cities, oceans, deserts, and other mountains. All of them being a hundred times more beautiful then anything I have ever seen before.
I was walking up hill but I felt as if I was gliding. My body felt like it was as light as a feather. And I didn’t feel like anything could hurt it. For some reason I knew I had to get to the top of the mountain. It was what I was there to do. But I wanted to enjoy every second of this journey on the way there. I couldn’t believe how happy I was, and how good I felt. I was in love with everything. The love in my heart seemed to glow like a burning fire every time I looked out at the beautiful sun set that lighted the amazing view that had no horizon.
I came across a vase on the ground. I walked right past it not thinking much of it, having being distracted from everything else that was going on. Suddenly it occurred to me that this vase had some kind of meaning to it. I turned around and went back to the place where it was laying. I bent over and picked it up. It wasn’t very big. It could’ve probably held about 32oz of water. But the way it was designed was amazing. Again it was like nothing I have ever seen before. Imagine a place like New York City. Take every square inch of building in the whole city. Take every design that was carefully drawn out. And the years and years of labor and building. Now put it in the palm of your hand in one small object. That is what this vase was like to look at. I could of spent weeks just looking at it’s amazing beauty. But there was more to see, and I had to get to the top of that mountain.
I held the vase in my hand as I continued up the trail. I learned that I didn’t even have to walk, but I could hover if I wanted to. I was bound by nothing. I could’ve flew to the most distant planet in the solar system. I could of seen every galaxy in the universe. And I could’ve been there in seconds if I wanted to. But I had to get to the top of the mountain.
I came across a mirror that was hung by a string on a tree branch. It was not like the vase. I noticed it coming long before I reached it. When I reached it I could only see the back of the mirror. The design was amazing like the vase was. I admired the amazing design of it, before I turned it around and looked at the reflection. The reflection resembled me. I had the same features as usual. My hair and eye color were the same. My bone structure in my face was the same. But I was a thousand times more beautiful then usual my hair was long, and it didn’t have a single flaw. It swayed around and seemed to move with the love that was glowing in my heart. What an amazing feeling it was to see yourself in the mirror as the most gorgeous women on earth times a hundred. I could of looked at it forever. But I had to make it to the top of the mountain.
I finally did reach the top. The path was obstructed by a huge wall. Again like everything else in this place it was amazing. The most well designed object on earth times a hundred to a thousand. There was an opening that I noticed. I don’t know how, but I knew that if I put the vase in that opening that a piece of the wall would open and let me get to the other side. I knew the other side would be glorious. I knew it would be a place that I never wanted to leave. But I also knew if I went through the wall I could never return. That didn’t even seem to be a hard decision at all. I almost put the vase where it went and walked through without giving it any thought at all. But something made me look at the mirror again.
I didn’t see my reflection in it this time. I watched the twenty eight years of life that I lived replay itself. Kind of like highlights on sports center. I saw the good things I did. The times when I helped people. And I also saw my mistakes. For the first time since I been at this place. I felt sadness. I saw that I led a selfish life. I could feel what other people were feeling around me. I could feel when I hurt them, when I made them angry, when they were disappointed with me. I could feel what my mother was feeling when I fought with her. I could feel my heart crush just like the boy felt in 9th grade when I broke up with him.
I fell to the ground and started to cry as I looked in the mirror. It showed a lot of good things, that I did. The good things well out numbered the bad things. But what was I thinking during some of those times. How could I have been so cold, and not realized the pain I caused.
The highlights became more recent. I saw myself being pulled out of a demolished car in the middle of an intersection. I felt my husband, my family, and friends pain, and concern as I laid unconscious in a hospital.
Then the highlights that were playing seemed to change. They seemed to review faster. It showed my life that I haven’t lived yet. It showed my unborn children, and I felt the love that I had for them. A love much more greater then the love for myself. Which made me feel better about the first part of my life. It showed what I was going to do. And I saw how many people needed my help. I realized that I had to go back and continue this life. There was no other choice.
I put the vase, and the mirror next to each other on the grass. I stood up and looked at the beautiful wall in front of me. I turned around and took a long look at the view with no horizon. I was extremely sad that I had to leave this amazing place. I knew that someday I would get to go through it, and see what is on the other side. I have to go back down the mountain now. There is work to be done at the bottom.
As I started back down the trail, and suddenly I lifted my head and looked at a hospital room through my blurry eyes. My body felt awful. My head ached, and I felt extremely weak. A few hours went by and I saw my husband and my family again. I learned about the car accident I was in. I had no memory about the trail, that lead to the top of the mountain.

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The Wallflower

This is a short non-entry story I wrote for the CAW SS story competition on the forum side. The challenge was to write a story with no more than 1000 words. It’s just a sweet little tale about normal people like myself. This one goes out to everybody who has ever been made to feel unworthy of love.
The ring was burning a hole in his pocket. He slid onto the red vinyl chair in the booth and winced when it pressed against his hip. Would anybody be able to see it, outlined through the material of his suit jacket? Would there be accusations in their eyes if they did?
It wasn’t too late yet. He could take his ring, and his dreams and desires, and leave. He didn’t have to do this. He didn’t have to betray anybody’s trust. He could get up, and leave, and never show his face in the diner again.
Too late. Just as he wiped the back of his shaking hand over his forehead and coiled his body to get up, his waitress appeared with a friendly smile and a laminated menu.
“Good evening, Syd,” she said, putting the menu in front of him with a shy expression. She had such pretty eyes, thought Syd with something like panic. Such pretty eyes in such a plain face. Why did nobody ever mention her pretty eyes when they spoke about Martha Clearwater? They spoke of her selflessness. They mentioned all the good deeds she did in and around town – always so helpful at the church events, and never with a single complaint either. They spoke about her good manners, and the fact that she was too old to be unmarried, but then, who would want her? She was too old for the young new science teacher at the local high school, too young for the weathered lobstermen with their ruddy faces and wrinkled eyes, too classy for the builders who worked for Ed Heeran’s building company, and not classy enough for the one or two rich widowers that dotted the coast of Maine here and there.
She was too in-between, and if that wasn’t bad enough, she was cursed with the affliction of being unimaginably plain. Short and plump, with plain brown hair usually tied away from her surprisingly featureless face. There was simply nothing memorable about her.
But she had such pretty blue eyes.
Syd stared at the menu, remembering the day they met on the rocks on the beach. Her hair had been loose and flying around her face in the stubborn wind, and he almost hadn’t noticed her. She’s simply not noticeable to a travelling salesman. If the wind hadn’t caught his folder and flung the contents to scatter over the beach, he would have walked right past her. As it was, she scrambled to help him pick up the papers of a sale he couldn’t afford to lose. She didn’t just leave it, and him, because helping people was what she did. It seemed to be what everybody expected of her.
Syd swallowed, thinking again of another brunette in another town, waiting for him to come home. The ring felt as heavy as a brick by now, dragging down his jacket.
He wasn’t a particularly handsome man – he had obtained his forty-year-old paunch a few years early, but he kept it in bay most of the time. His hair was rapidly thinning, and he couldn’t see squat without his glasses. They fogged up now as Martha with her pretty eyes patiently waited for him to make up his mind about the order.
Martha watched Syd as he deliberated over the choices in the menu, staring at the page so long that she wondered if he had trouble making out the small print. He was such a nice man. Shy and friendly. He didn’t seem to expect her kindness; he always seemed surprised by it. She remembered the time he had opened the door for her at the local butcher and her heart clenched, just a little. Nobody has ever opened a door for her.
“Should I give you another minute to decide?” she finally asked. His hands were clutching the menu so hard that his knuckles were white.
He looked up, slightly panicked. “No, I know what I want,” he said quickly. “I just… I don’t need more time, I want to…”
Syd swallowed. This wasn’t working. He needed a different approach.
“Can you bring me a coffee?” he asked, and added, “please.”
She smiled and hurried away. Syd felt like banging his head on the table. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
This wasn’t him, he thought stressfully, watching her disappear through the doorway of the kitchen. He wasn’t the type of man to go into diners in small towns and accost the local charity case waitress with the sort of request he had. Sure, maybe she would even say yes – he doubted she ever saw much action, because people were too bloody stupid to see what was right in front of them. They only saw the hard diamonds, polished and cut and shining. They didn’t notice the shy amethysts or the sweet rose quartz.
This is nonsense, he decided and stood up. Be a man, Syd, he admonished himself and strode to the kitchen.
“Martha,” he said, and she spun around, the coffee carafe poised over a cup. “Will you marry me? My mother will be furious. She wants me to marry a girl back home, but I have no interest in her. I want you. I like you. I don’t feel shy around you, even while I blush. You don’t make me feel like an idiot. I….I….I’m in love with you.”
Martha stared at him, the coffee dripping slowly on the floor when it spilled over the rim of the cup while a smile dawned across her face like the loveliest of dawns.
“All right,” she said and put the carafe on the counter. The cook watched with unabashed interest when she moved closer. Syd took the ring from his pocket.
“I hope it fits” he said, the relief sending his heart soaring.
It didn’t, but that was okay. It could be fixed.
Besides, they were too busy to notice.

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Seduction_(2)

Her name is Keira
Looking deep in her eyes
Feeling the irresistible attraction
Smiling she returns my kiss
Reaching out to feel her nipples
She takes my hand
Squeezes it gently
Redirecting me to her shaved pussy
I get a feel of her labia
Thrusting my index finger
Into her warm pussy
Feeling her wetness as she squirts
My cock begins to harden
She takes it in her hand
Rubbing it with tenderness
My cock explodes with hot cum
Stimulating each other gives
The ultimate turn on.

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A day at the farm Pt. 2

If you want a blowjob add me on facebook Jenna La-Rou.
I woke up on my farm. It was a beutiful morning, and i decided i would go for a ride. I put yoga pants and a halter top. I skipped the underwere. Yoga clothing made me look so hot guys told me. My pants were tight and made my ass look great. The halter top showed my d cups nicely, i applied my make up and curled my blonde hair. I began my ride. The sadal and the horse gave me an amazing feeling. i could feel and orgasim building. I had an idea. i rode bak to the farm house.
In one story i had read on this very website a girl glued to dildos on a sadal and rode naked, i decoded i would try it. I grabed two dildos from my drawer and found an old sadal. I craxy glued the dildos on. once i was in a field I took of my top and my pants and put them in a sadal bag. It was very akward trying to get onto my newly created dildo sadal. I finally was stratiling the dildos. I began to lower my self on to them. “ohh Mmm” i moned as i lowered my self onto the dilsod. I pulled the rains and my horse began.
“OH OH OHHH MHMMM YESSS” i was moaning and shouting now. I felt a massive orgasim building now. “MMMM” hear it comes i thought. Within a second I had a massive orgasim. I had three more smaller orgi. Than my legs gave out. I had no control over my legs. For some strange reason my horse picked up speed, he turned down and old country lane. He was in full pace. The old lane wond around, it had hills, bumps and ditches. My horse would hit a bumb and end me strainght in the air. Than i would go crashing down on the dildo.
My horse hit a ditch and sent me in the air again. I came crashing down
on the dildos this time the second one got ramed up my ass. I ograsimed again before the horse troted into a feild. I slid off the horse and landed in the field, i passed out, i was so tierd.
I woke up my horse still standing beside me. I began to pet him. Damn i felt so horny from my ride. my legs were still very tierd. I had never given this horse a blowjob. The horse i had was one of the biggest breed, a belgian. I began to rub my vag, than i put my scent under his nose. I looked at his underside, I noticed his member groing. i began to rub it slowly. Is dick fully grown was about the length of my arm. “shit” i said, it was the largest dick i had ever seen.
I stuck the first inch in my mouth. my mouth was streched as far sa it could be. I began to take more of it. Soon i was deep throating the horse. My throat muscils pulling the cock down towards my stomach. Soon i was barly able to breath. Than he shot the largest load into my mouth. I tried to swallow all of it, it was the best tasting cum ever, but i was barly able to, it was like a continual stream of cum.
“that was beutiful jenna” I froze, “its Joe”. I turned around. I must have looked terrible. I was bare naked and there was horse cum all over my body and in my hair. “Hi Joe.” i said. “listen i saw what you did, it was super hot, and that dildo saddle nice idea, listen do you wanna fuck him?” Joe asked. Me and joe go way back, when i was 14 joe tough me how to ride a horse, Joe had been a farmer his whole life, his wife died 3 years ago, Joe never told anyone how she died. I walked over to Joe’s barn with my horse and joe. Once we were in the barn, Joe began to talk, “I have two great dogs that would love to fuck a women, they havnt fucked a girl since my wife died” i hadn’t fucked a dog yet so I said yes.
Joe moved the a table up to the horse so that it was inder the horses belly. I did the same thing i did when i gave the horse a blowjob. I rubed my vag and put it up to his nose. I cralwed buck onto the table and began to stroke my stalions member. Within a minute his cock was rock hard. I began to inch closer to him. Slowly i gegan to slide up his shaft.
“ohhh my hs so big, he streching my pussy wide open” he was to, it was as streched as it could be. Once he got 1/4 of it in i had my first orgasim. “OH MY FUCKKKKKING GOD FUCK” i screamed as i climaxed. With my orgi the horse picked up his thrust speed. Soon half of his cock was inside my vagina, i could feel his head hiting deep into my womb. All of a sudden i was off the table. “FUCK FUCK FUCK YEEESSS” i had another one. He started gong harder. I relized that if he didnt cum soon and i did he would go as hard as he could and would ri through my who reproductive system and i would die. “JOE JOE HOW LONG TILL HE CUMS” i screamed give him a sec. But before i could i blacked out.
I woke up on the table with a pool of horse cum around me i was still under my belgian cart horse. “joe how long was i out for?” i asked, “just a second, you ready for the dogs?” he asked. “Yes” i said. “than give me a second” he left the barn to get the dogs.
John returned with two dogs, “now you know what happens when a dog has sex right” “yes the dog forms a knot so that the seman can stay in the vagina long enough to impregnat the bitch” i replyied, i had read many stories were the dogs fuck girls and the knot is formed. “Good the first dog is my german sheppard” john told me. I got on my hands and knees, in the doggie sex posision, I felt his wet nose begin to sniff my cunt. Than i felt a toung slip in. “Ohhh mmm” i said. I began to moan softly. Then the sheppard was ready. He got onto my back and mounted me. His penis missed my cunt and he started pumping in my ass. He pulled out relizing he had missed. He mounted me again this time he hit his spot. He began to pump hard. “ohhh ohhhh yesss” i began to push back on his throbing cock. It had to be 10 inches long and 4 inches thick. I could feel his knot moving up my vagina. “OHHH JEEZ THATS FUCKING GOOD” i shuddered as i had a orgi. Soon his knot and penis was in my cervix. I felt his balls move close to his body and a seconde later i felt his hot sperm shoot into my womb emideatly after i had a masive orgasim, i colapsed and lay on the floor. We stayed like that for 5 minutes befor his knot shrank back down, he slipped out of my. Befor i could even fully recover the next dog began licking me. “he’s a great dane” i herd joe say. I had a orgi on his toung, i was so sensative at the moment. Right after my ogi the dane mounted me. The great dan’s prnis was huge it was about 12 feet long. “OH MY FUCK” as i had a massive ogasim I felt his knot moving up in my. “SHIT HES IN MY WOMB” i felt his not streching th opening of my womb 5 minutes later i was filled with doggie cum.
“Now my turn” Joe said. I was so tired and my vagina was so sensitive i came i his touch. He picked me up. His hands holding my ass i raped my legs around him. He pushed me up agains a wall. He began to thrust into me. “MMMMM im gonna cum” I said as i came. “how are you so fucking tight youve fucked two horse in your life, 2 dogs and multiple men.” As soon as he said that I came. Five minutes later he shot human seed into me. He let me go and i landed on the floor. I fell asleep in a puddle of dog joe and my cum.
The next day i woke up put on my clothing took my horse and left the sadddle at joes barn and rode back home

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Fantasy

Cupids curse part 3. Broken bonds

In roman mythology, cupid whismically shoots arrows with a mysterious power to freely control the hearts of men and women at will…When he shoots a gold tip arrow any person will fall in love. When he fires a lead tipped arrow anyone will awaken from love. In modern times, WHAT IF CUPID HAD SOMETHING MORE MISCHEVOS IN MIND….

True Story

My cousin took my virginity

This happened. It’s up to you if you believe me, I don’t really care. I want to write it down though. While I don’t think I will ever forget this for the rest of my life, I want to remember the smaller details while they’re still fresh in my mind. I haven’t been able to get it out of my head ever since it happened. A large amount of it is about me, a 17 year old male with nothing but my dick and my messed up thoughts. So no homo. You’ll get a better idea of what actually happened and how amazing this was for me if you read it all.
Two weeks after finishing school for the day I decided to visit my auntie and cousin with whom I haven’t seen in quite some time. I’ve always been really close to both of them, and they’re more like a second mother and sister to me. My auntie is a single mom. The dickhead dad ditched her and his daughter around 4 years ago. He moved 200 miles away and started a new family with some other woman. He sends money and Birthday cards though, so that’s OK.
Both myself and my cousin are only children with no siblings, so the two of us have been especially close to each other growing up. She’s a little bit older than me, 18 years old, in her first year of University. I’ve always thought she was pretty. The fact that she is related to me has always compelled me to limit my perception of her as merely “pretty”. You can judge for yourself from the New Years Eve photo. Not sure why the Christmas tree is still up though.
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My cousin Emily was on her Christmas break from University for a few weeks. So I got there and there was no one home. I’ve had a key for years since it’s my 2nd home, so I decided I’d go in any to get some food. I went and made myself a sandwich and coffee and watched some TV. I wandered into my Emily’s bedroom, curious to see any University work she had brought home just to see how difficult it was.
I spent a few minutes looking at some of her books, and photos, I dunno, just snooping around…bored. I don’t why, but I to opened up the top drawer on the dresser. I saw all her panties, bras, socks, and tampons. I questioned why I was looking through her drawer and was about to stop, but just before I did I caught something shiny out of the corner of my eye. It was one of those small “bullet” vibrators. I picked it up and turned it on, and it started vibrating quite softly. An image immediately crept into my mind of her lying on the bed, naked, with the vibrator on her privates while she moaned softly. I looked around further, and found a dildo with some sort of weird attachment which I suppose was meant for the clitoris. There were also several condoms in the drawer, including a few empty packets that had obviously been opened.
That was the first time I had any sexual thought about her. Yeah, I know she’s hot, but we’re cousins. You don’t really think about that sort of thing unless something triggers it. There was only two occasions I can remember in my life that might be considered sexual between the two of us. One time when I was about 6 years old, during a time when I was obsessed with Wrestling, I found a porno mag which must have been her dads. This was my first exposure to sex and it confused the hell out of me. Why are the man and woman naked and holding each other? Why do they look so happy? All I can remember afterwards was that myself and Emily were playing as we always did upstairs in her room when my mom was visiting my aunty. We were both naked. We were both copying positions that were in the porno mag. Out of fucking nowhere my mom opened up the door on, looked angry, split us up and we went home. Nothing else was said and never has been. I’m not trying to say I was having sex with my cousin at 6 years old, we were just sort of rolling around and play fighting. We had no idea what the fuck we were doing. 10 minute beforehand she was watching saved by the bell on TV and I was playing Pokemon Red on my Gameboy(blue is for faggots son)
The second incident, to cut a long story short, was my proper introduction to sex. Emily’s dad had bought a new PC and an internet connection. This was the only computer in the house, and no one was allowed to touch it. Absolutely no one. Apart from her dad. So she’d always be over at my house using my family PC to go on Myspace or Kazaa. She was around 13 years old, and one day when we were alone she showed me a hardcore porn video.* Dick. Vagina. Semen. She said that I was supposed to watch it and pull on my penis and it would feel good.
“That’s what some of the boys in my year said they do”
And that was that. My Sex ED lesso. So it began. I guess this was the exact moment I became a teenager. Like before, this was never brought up again. But within one week of Emily showing me that video and saying the words “Pull” and “Penis”, my family PC was littered with “DIRTY-TEEN-FUCKEDHARD-18YEAR-ANAL.exe” and thousands of its variants. Gone were the days of looking curiously at the lingerie section in my mom’s clothing catalogue and questioning the meaning of life. Welcome to the internet. Enjoy. I’ve been jacking it almost every single day since then like the filthy animal I am.
I’ve never heard her talk about boyfriends or anything like that. She teases me about girls and deliberately makes me embarrassed when she asks me if I’m a virgin. I’ve always thought of her as a sweet and innocent girl. It’s not like she dresses slutty or even talks about guys she thinks are hot. No posters of Justin Timberlake and Enrique Iglesias on her wall If you get what I mean. But It would be quite naïve to think a girl as hot as her doesn’t get any sexual attention from other guys. And the condoms in her drawer pretty much confirmed that. Behind all the innocence, girls can be just as naughty as guys.
Anyway, I kept looking. There were bikinis, briefs, french knickers, shorts, thongs, g-strings, suspenders, tights, stockings. Everything from plain white cotton to dark red satin and see through black mesh. All styles and colors and materials. Hard to picture her wearing any of this stuff. After a quick scan I picked up one of the thongs and without even thinking of what I was doing, my motions on cruise control, put the part where the vagina sits up to my nose. I inhaled deeply.
It was absolute heaven.
These weren’t dirty panties, but I could still smell the scent of her vagina. I didn’t even know what a fucking vagina smelled like, I had yet to so much as finger a girl. But it was a smell so distinct it had to be it. And mixed with that “fresh out of the washing machine” smell, it was just beautiful.
Standing there in the middle of the room with my head back and a pair of panties on my face, I suddenly realized the fucking window in her room looked out to the entire street with the curtains wide open in broad daylight. I was almost about to snap out of it, to stop being such a fucking weird perv, and just go home and distract myself from all of this with my crack-like addiction to Starcraft and 4chan (shoutout to mah niggaz MVP, Zyzz, and based adam farrignton)
I felt a twitch in my trousers. I felt aroused. Very aroused. Then I felt like any moment now my Auntie or Cousin would walk past the window and see me standing there with the panty drawer wide open and with absolutely no explanation to offer. So I went into panic mode. I picked up 4 pairs of underwear. Rationally thinking that 4 missing would be too suspicious, I put one back. Irrationally thinking with my dick, I picked it back up.
Regular cotton white briefs with a black playboy logo on the front. Some sort of tutu/micro skirt black underwear with frilly pink bits that stick out. Then I don’t know what they’re called, but like a tiny version of mens boxer shorts that were yellow and with a sort of see- through mesh material. And finally, a dark red and black satin/ silk thong. Really smooth.
So I crammed them all into my jacket pocket. Left the house, and started walking. It was a good 15 minute walk to the bus stop, which involved me having to go the shop to pick up some things, so my arousal level slowly faded until I had forgotten everything about the last 15 minutes.
I was sitting at the back of the bus where the only other person was a middle aged woman and her daughter at the other side. I had my music playing, half reading the newspaper. In the back of my mind was trying to ignore the fact that I had just stolen 4 panties from my cousin, for no apparent reason. I stared out of the window and contemplated for a good minute how fucking weird this was. One part of my conscience telling me I should be so fucking ashamed of myself, the next It’s “normal” to do this and not that bad really. Whatever it is, when I put my hand in my pocket and felt the materials of each of the panties, I didn’t give a shit about what I was doing. I imagined how I would feel if I found out some girl had stolen my boxer shorts so she could rub them on her pussy. That would be fucking awesome. Then I remembered the really weird part about the situation. That the panties didn’t belong to just any girl, but my cousin. So then I pictured Emily masturbating with them instead, and well…that didn’t really change my mind.
I was sat right next to where the bus engine is, and anyone in Britain knows how much vibration there is at the back of the buses. Felt like a faggot getting turned on by erections, but it felt good. Those slight vibrations in my penis. I was just sitting there staring out the window, quietly content with the semi in my pants and the silky texture of the panties in my hand. I was telling myself to be patient, because I knew my mom wasn’t home and in about 15 minutes I’d be jacking it like a motherfucker.
The patience ended after about a minute. Packed bus. Woman and child sitting a few feet away. Couldn’t give a fuck. I just couldn’t help myself. Delving into that fucked up weird sexual state of mind every guy knows, I decided to up the ante. I slowly pulled out the pink satin panties that were in my jacket pocket, and slid them down my trousers. I was looking sort of to the right a little bit, so I could see the woman and child out of the corner of my eye just to make sure they weren’t looking
(No homo for the next part. Seriously, the girl will come, chill out. I’m just enjoying remembering every detail of this as I type)
I hadn’t masturbated in over a week, and as soon as I put that soft material touched on my penis…rock hard. All 7 inches of my virgin dick. Thick, solid, tight. I felt it grow an extra half inch that I previously didn’t know was there. Every capillary felt like an artery. Testosterone and every chemical aphrodisiac hormone there is were flowing through my body. My dick was pulsating. For the guys reading this, you can identify with this state of dickdom. There are different tiers of erections, sometimes you can masturbate while semi hard and it’s not so great. Sometimes when you think you’re fully hard you look at your dick and notice it’s slightly smaller than what you’ve seen before, and you can feel a slight limpness in it. On those rare occasions, you know your dick is a fucking Redwood tree. You just know it.
And that silky sensation of the panties brushing over the head of my penis was a hippie treehugger nourishing and taking care of my 100 foot wood. I began to become less aware that I was in a public place, and my alertness faded as the sensations and fantasies took over. Very slowly, as if I was I tugged the strap of the panties, moving my foreskin up and down. I’d grap it hard and let go. I’d pull my foreskin all the way down and hold It there, then massage the exposed head with the saddle of the thong. Imagining my cousins warm juices that were previously once there mixing with my precum, which by now was literally flowing down the entirety of my penis. A weeks’ worth of semen is demanding to be released, but I’m just enjoying this as much as I want right now. I was sitting there, not giving a fuck. Hand in pants, rock hard cock, the bulge In my pants visibly moving up and down. Eyes staring out the window at nothing. Jaw open like a complete and utter retard. I don’t even have any idea if anyone had saw me. If they looked in my general direction for even one second they would have clocked it. Some 17 year old virgin loser jacking off in the back of a public bus in the middle of the day. Fuck it. So I continued. In a total trance. Then I realised I had missed my stop. 5 fucking minutes ago.
I snapped out of it, looked around and the woman and child were long gone. They fucking saw me I knew it. Fuck it I need to get home and spew this fucking load.
Next stop. Ring the bell. “Thanks.” Out the bus. Hands in packets, feeling those panties around my fingers as walked as fast as I could back home trying to keep an erection.
I got back home, my dick hard as ever. No one’s was home so it was straight to work.
Laptop positioned, lube in place, trousers down to my knees.
I felt like some Sunny Lane. I’ve always had a thing for her.
To keep this sort, what followed was an hour of ecstasy. An hour of hanging delicately, but with a state of the art harness, on the edge of orgasm. Sometimes you can control it. Sometimes you get within an inch of It and your body just takes over you. My dick was in a different state that day. An hour of watching porn and an hour of jacking off my rock hard dick in which I was almost constantly on the edge of orgasm. Throughout my fap, I did all sorts of weird shit with those panties. I couldn’t help it. Half way through I…..I put the lace ones on.
Possibly the lowest I’ve ever sanked so far, and it’s hard to admit. But yeah, I was sat there jacking off while wearing a pair of my cousins panties. Weird I know, but fuck it felt good.
I decided I had had my fun for the day and time to go for the money shot. Fuck it, not even going to cum in my hand or a sock or tissue or anything. All my clothes are off. I’m aiming for the ceiling if I can. Sunny Lane is getting railed and she’s loving it. Taking it like a champ. She turns around and some dude is about to ejaculate into her mouth. I decide to cum as well, and I increase my intensity.
Just at that point.
I hear the back door open
“Anon, are you home?” my mom said
There were other voices there with her
They were my Auntie and my cousin Emily.
Most guys know the deal here. Being caught masturbating is not a nice experience. Those few seconds you have between being caught with your dick out or sitting there chilling on the computer are precious. Girls don’t know shit about multi-tasking.
Picture the situation. I have Sunny Lane on my laptop about to receive a gallon of cum down her throat with the fucking guy who won’t stop moaning with the volume very loud. I’m sitting in the living room completely naked except for a family members panties wrapped around my crotch. I have dick that is screaming to cum everywhere and to top it all of I have lubricant on the table, a pair of panties in my hand, and another of which I have no fucking idea of their whearabouts.
I made a decent effort though. It was almost perfect. Emily was the first one to see me. I caught her eye as soon as she appeared in the doorway, while my waistband was simultaneously being snapped back into place over her thong I was wearing and the laptop lid being smashed closed. She had witnessed the final few milliseconds of the aftermath of what had been a weirdo sexual adventure that lasted a good 3 hours, starring my fucked up self and the her panties.
It hadn’t clicked immediately, but it was the very first moment of eye contact with her that gave it away for me. Some of these things you just know, an unexplainable sixth sense. Or just a tiny giveaway in visual communication.
Despite this, I hadn’t seen her in like 4 months. She walked towards me with her arms wide open and a huge smile on her face. Too afraid to get up and reveal my erection, I remained seated as she leaned over to hug me. I snapped back to reality. She was my beautiful cousin. Like a big sister. I missed her.
My mom and auntie came shuffling in yammering about something uninteresting. The three of them had been shopping in the post-Christmas sales and had bought a shit load of clothes
I was so fucking paranoid. I was still transitioning from sexual beast mode to my normal self. Emily was asking me how I was getting on, telling me she missed me, telling me about the University, her classes, how much fun she’s having… I was finding it hard to pay attention, more worried about the missing panties that were somewhere in this room. I know I had a pair stuffed in my pocket. And a silky red thong riding my asscrack and holding in place my limp dick. The other two were a fucking mystery. Emily kept trying to talk with me. More chit chat. What Universities I applied to. Telling me I should go to the same as her. Telling me about the apparently crazy parties that happen. Wasn’t paying any attention. Face was still red, tiny beads of sweat crawling down the sides of my face.
Emily is staring right into my eyes having a one way conversation. I’m looking at the ground mumbling incoherent responses. I hear something coming from my mom and aunty, who have been engrossed in conversation with each other and arguing somewhat. I picked out the words “use” “anon” “ebay” “laptop”, and aftwerwards “anon im just going to order something off ebay”.
My Auntie reaches over to grab my laptop. As soon as she opens that fucking lid she, my mom, and Emily are going to be greeted with a full screen image of the beautiful Sunny Lane. All glazed up with fresh cum and with a huge veiny cock resting on her tongue.
I snatch at the laptop at yank it away from her in with one hand in one lightning quick motion.
“hold on a second I need to check some of my music downloads” I mumble.
Emily lets out a faint giggle. I glance at her and she’s covering her mouth looking at the ground, trying to stop herself from bursting into laughter. My mom asks her what’s so funny and she just says she’s remembering something funny that happened earlier.
Well there it fucking goes. I might as well have whipped out my dick and finished the job in front of my whole family. The jig is up.
While this was extremely embarrassing, out of the three of them I’m glad it was Emily who had caught me in the act. No doubt my mom and auntie would have made a huge scene. And I can imagine your own mother catching you in the act must be the worst feeling in the world. It had to happen sooner or later. Multiple times a day, every day since the the time Emily showed me that video of the cheerleader on her knees getting demolished by the big black dude. * (google “Vivian valentine cheerleader locker room” if you’re curious)
My cousin is a very chilled out girl. She makes light of everything, and has never seemed to have either a care in the world or be bothered by anything negative in her life. I knew she knew. And she probably knew I knew that she knew. But she was nice enough to not make a big deal out of it. I’m just jacking off after all. Right?
A few hours go by. I eventually relax and catch up with my cousin. We talk about everything, with most of it being about her first semester at University. When my mom and auntie leave the room to make some coffee, me and Emily were left alone. I was expecting her to mention something, but instead she just continuous as normal. Yapping about whatever. She had matured so much since the last time I saw her. A different person, like she had gone from a teenage girl to a woman in the space of a year. I suppose it feels that way for any high school kid who meets a University student. Something about her did seem slightly different though. Whereas before I was somewhat of an equal while growing up with her, now she was like a big sister teaching her little bro about life at university. I had noticed how much more revealing her clothes were as well. I’ve never seen her dress like this before, but she was wearing some sort of leather type pants and a white vest and jacket. Her legs and ass in those pants, everything was skin tight, her curve in her lower half revealed. I could see her goddamn camel toe whenever she stood up. I knew she was hot, or to be appropriate since she’s my cousin, I always thought she was a pretty girl. Now though, seeing her like this…
She’s fucking smoking.
Eventually, my mom drives them home. They live only 10 minutes away, so before they leave I’m already planning my ninja wank. I tell Emily I’ll see her before she goes back to University, say bye to my auntie and give my mom some money for some food, trying to delay her as much as possible. Emily is the last to leave the room. I’m sitting on the sofa watching her walk out. With the laptop sitting in front of me on the table. Just before she walks through the doorway, she turns around, looks me in the eye, and says “Have fun anon”, giggling as she walks away with a huge smile across her face. I’m sitting there and I don’t know how the fuck to respond.
Sure enough, as soon as I hear the car driving away, I’m pulling my dick out of the red satin panties I’m stiill wearing and I’m going to town. I don’t need any porn. I’m rock solid within seconds with my eyes closed picturing that tight little ass moulded in those leather pants she was wearing. That tiny waist those perfectly shaped perky tits. Jacked off to my cousin. Finished within a minute. Exploded everywhere.
I cleaned up, found the missing panties which were stuffed down the gaps in the sofa, and tried to come to terms with the shame I brought upon myself that day.
For the rest of the day, I was just alone in the house with my mom, doing a bit of studying, wasting away time on the internet. The house phone rang at 8pm and my mom answered it. It was Emily.
She asked my mom if she had left any underwear there, I could hear her on the phone too. Telling my mom she thinks some of her panties she bought from the store had fell out of the her bag.
“Can you ask anon if he has seen them please?”
“Have you seen any underwear lying around anon?” my mom asks.
Emily then gives a description of what they look like, and specifically asks my mom to pass this information on to me in case I find them. The yellow shorts/hot pants. The white briefs with the playboy logo. The black mini skirt. All described in perfect detail.
“Yeah ask anon if he has seen any of those.”
My heart is fucking pounding. As if getting caught wasn’t embarrassing enough. She now knows that for whatever reason, 3 of her panties happened to be in my house at the time she caught me. And not only that, two of them stuffed in the sofa that I was sitting on, one of them hanging out my trouser pocket clear as day.
My life is fucking over. I’ll never be able to look her in the face again. Ashamed of myself for the rest of my life. And now she’s just fucking with me.
So for the next week, nothing eventful happens. I’m on my Christmas holidays doing a little bit of night shift work when I can for some extra cash. Mom is working through the day. New years eve comes and goes with nothing special happening. I’m not so big into parties, and I just end up spending new years eve with a couple of friends and family. Emily had arranged weeks in advance to spend New Years Eve with one of her University friends and her family who live across the country.
Two days later. It’s Thursday morning. Four days ago at the time I’m writing this.
Emily hadn’t spoken to me yet about anything, and I’ve deliberately tried to avoid her. I honestly just don’t think I’d be able to handle the embarrassment. She might not have come out and say it, but I knew she knew I had been jacking it with her panties.
I wake up around 10am to the sound of my phone vibrating. My mom has already left for work a few hours ago. I pick up my phone to read the text..
Emily – “Hey anon need to use your printer for some coursework, be down in 20 minutes xxx”
Nothing I can really do, so I prepare myself for inevitable awkwardness and beta behaviour. And I’m guessing she’ll end up staying for a while and want to spend some time with me before she leaves for University. Because coming in, printing a few things off and leaving straight away without saying anything isn’t in her nature. She could meet a stranger and be best friends with them by the end of a day. She’s an incredibly friendly girl with no malice in her whatsoever. Everyone gets along with her. Not even the most jealous girls would dislike her.
Me on the other hand, I’ve just turned 17 years old and I’ve ever been with a girl. The most I’ve ever done is make out with some girl in school when I was 14. It wasn’t exactly asking my friend to ask her friend to ask her if she would isn’t exactly the smoothest move. I have few friends as well. To be honest, I’m just shy. I live in a remote town of less than 10,000 people.
I stayed in my bed, analysing the situation. Running it through my head, everything that happened over the holidays. I’m still ashamed and extremely embarrassed. Wearing my cousins panties. Masturbating in them while thinking about her. How fucked up can you get. I had to throw them away as soon as I could that day.
And there I was, waiting for her to arrive. Absolutely petrified. It will be ok. She won’t even bring it up because she knows how embarrassing it was for me. I masturbated with my cousins panties and she knows about it. The thought never goes away. I get changed and go and wait in the living room for her to arrive
I hear her open the front door and she calls me name
“Yeah I’m here” I respond.
She walks into the room casually and says hello and asks me what I’m up to.
While I’m talking to her, she talks off her winter coat and hangs it up. I don’t know what the fuck she’s trying to do, but she’s wearing a tiny skirt that must have been around 10 inches long and a fucking tied up t-shirt showing off her stomach. She is so goddamn sexy.
I can’t even look her in the eye I’m so nervous and embarrassed
She says she’s making coffee and asks if I want one. When she comes back she sits down next to me on the sofa. What the fuck is she doing? I thought she needed to use the printer?
General bullshit chat continues. The fact that she’s dressed like a stripper doesn’t is never mentioned. She’s just her normal old self. But the way she’s dressing is so out of character. I consider asking her why she’s dressed like that, but I pussy out. She tells me about her New years. Asks about mine. Asks me if I hooked up with anyone. Yeah. We spend 10 minutes talking, although much like before, it was more of a one way exchange with me mumbling back short answers. I wanted her out. I love her as a cousin but I can’t handle the embarrassment and tension. She’s acting as if nothing happened but to me it was really fucked up and shameful.
I ask her if she still needs to use the printer, Trying to rush her out.
After I tell her where it is, a few minutes later she calls me through, unable to get it working.
So I get up and go in the other room. I fiddle with the printer and then sit in the chair and ask her what the problem is. She shows me what she needs printing off while leaning over my shoulder. The smell of her perfume is overwhelming.
She stands up, and then out of nowhere I hear a spark. I turn around and she’s lighting up a fucking joint. What the fuck?
I was pretty fucking shocked. She’s never so much as talked about any drugs. She isn’t even a regular drinker.
She’s acting casually, as if she’s been smoking weed her entire life and explains that everyone in her University dorm does it. She really has become a completely different person. Not necessarily in a bad way, but seeing her smoke weed is really weird. She asks if I’ve ever tried it and after saying no she puts it in my mouth without even asking if I want to and tells me how to inhale it. I honestly didn’t really feel any different. Probably didn’t inhale properly. But she is completely baked. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen her like this, and I don’t know how to react. She tells me to put some music on and I then remind her that she wanted to print something off.
So I ask her what she wants done. She moves around the chair and sits on my knee, explaining that she can’t see the screen.
Her coursework is printed off. It was only 3 pages. And it just lies in the printer next to the computer. She stays sat on my knee and asks me to check her Facebook.
So now I’m sitting here with Emily on my lap, my arms around her waist controller the keyboard and mouse, and she’s telling me where to go. She continues smoking the joint and hands it to me every so often. I have no idea what I’m doing or if I’m even inhaling properly, but I don’t want to seem like a pussy. I’ve started to warm to her being her, and my embarrassment over the situation a few days ago has gone. We’re both kind of chilled out and just having fun together at this point. Listening to music, watching youtube videos, browsing facebook. She shows me various pictures of her at University and tells me all about it. We’re chatting away and having a good time. This is what it had always been like. We were always close friends. I realised there’s no point in being embarrassed about what happened, and to just get over it.
At this point, what I think are the effects of the weed start happening. It’s not very intense, but I do feel a warm glow in my body. A light tingling. I notice I have a huge dumbass smile for no reason. Emily continues talking about the people she’s met at University. She’s still sitting on lap, just down next to my knee.
Then things start turning a little strange.
She starts talking about the boys she’s met at University. She turns around and looks me in the eyes, and she’s completely stoned.
“Are you still a virgin?”
“You can tell me the truth you don’t have to be embarrassed”
I fucking hate this. She’s done it before and she’s doing it again. She’s giggling while saying it as if it’s cute that I haven’t been with a girl. It’s embarrassing and I still haven’t admitted I am. So I try to dodge the question by saying dumb shit like “I don’t kiss and tell”. She knew I was lying and after pressuring me she got me to admit it.
“Jeez it’s nothing to be embarrassed about, stop worrying.”
We continue chatting about random stuff. And after a while we end up reminiscing about the fun times we had together.
She brings up the time we both got caught “wrestling”. She can’t stop laughing about it and I’m playing along pretending it’s funny when all I can think about is the enormous erection that has now filled my shorts. If she ever looks down she’d see the outline of it stretching all the way down the other leg from the one she’s sitting on.
We continue laughing about old times and at one point she shuffles her body, raising her left leg over my right so that rather than sitting on my leg she’s now straddling it. Her skirt is splayed over my leg as she continues talking, I can feel her underwear on my bare leg
She is soaking wet.
I’m getting extremely nervous at this point and I have no idea what to do. We’re both high as a kite. My dick has been rock hard for 10 minutes now and now I can feel her pussy on my thigh.
Suddenly, she brings up the event that happened a few days ago.
I knew it was coming.
“The other day, when I walked in on you. Were you jacking off with my panties?”
I froze. Complete silence. The only thing that filled the air was the sound of the computer fan and both of us breathing.
I didn’t know how to respond, so I just came clean.
“Yeah…” I said sheepishly.
Another five seconds of silence passed, then she replied with “That’s hot”, while she simultaneously began grinding her pussy on my leg very slowly.
I was speechless. I have never been in a situation like this before. For the next minute or so, I was pretending to be clicking on websites with the mouse, oblivious to the juices seeping through her panties and down my leg as she continued moved back and forth. Back and forth, never gaining speed, just going slow. We didn’t speak. All that I heard was very faint moaning. I could tell she wasn’t trying to make it obvious, I think we both knew what was happening but were too afraid to admit it and go all out. We are first cousins after all. It’s fucking weird. But she sure as hell was enjoying herself. We were both facing forward and I leaned forward to look at her face. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her bottom lip. She was the one taking charge and I just let her. This was my first sexual experience with a girl and I didn’t know what to do. I reached down my pants and grabbed my dick, moving it up to lie on my belly. I started stroking it slowly over my shorts, while still clicking away on random things that I wasn’t paying attention to, trying to act cool about the situationill.
She continued lightly moaning, making it slightly more obvious every time.
She asked in a me stuttered mumble, “Why did you jack off with my panties, that’s…uhhh, kinda weird”.
All I could say was that, “They looked nice and feel really good on my dick.”
At that point she stood up and in one slow and smooth motion without hesitation turned around and faced me. I leaned back in my chair, I had never been so fucking excited in my entire life. Adrenaline was pumping like a motherfucker. She was looking me in the eyes as both her legs hanged over mine, her skirt covering her panties. She lifted it up and reveal her crotch.
“What do you think of these ones?” She asked.
At this point she’s staring deep into my eyes. My eyes are darting all over the place. I can’t look her in the eyes even though I know she wants me to. It’s just too intense. I look at her underwear an just mumble “..wow”
Her plain jane white cotton panties are two different shades. She is absolutely gushing.
She moves her body forward and rests her pussy on the obvious bulge in my shorts. She begins grinding up and down. Slowly to start with. My hands are behind the chair, but she grabs both and moves them around to her ass, making me grip her ass cheeks tight. She’s still looking at me in my eyes, every time I tried to look back I can only last a few seconds. She stops for a second and stands up.
She pulls my shorts and underwear down, and my dick springs right out. It is rock hard. Absolutely fucking rock hard. It’s actually a tiny bit painful, as if there is too much blood in my dick, but when she sits back down she’s resting her panties right on my dick. She starts moving up and down faster and faster, moaning louder each time. Her hands are on my shoulders and she’s really working it. All the precum from my dick creams her panties, and by now they are so wet that they are almost see through. She’s grinding really hard and I can see the outline of her pussy lips underneath her panties. They’re wrapped right around my dick, with her clit riding the shaft up and down. By this point she’s not moaning but giving out short exasperated gasps. She leans forward and throws her arms around me, her pussy is not moving up and down on my dick like a jackhammer. I can feel her thighs vibrated as she lets out a huge moan.
I’m pretty sure she had just come. Her legs twitched randomly as she slowly came to a rest. She sat upright with a look of complete exhaustion across her face, her hair messy and with sweat on her forehead. Her eyes went moved staring at the ceiling down to meet mine. She was still sitting on my dick. Still twitching. She leaned forward and we both stared deep into each other’s eyes.
She whispered in my ear
“I want you inside me”
I didn’t even respond. I didn’t know what to say. Was I really about to lose my virginity right now?
She sat upright once again, pulled her panties to one side. Her pussy was amazing. It was tiny, with small hole with two tiny pink edges. Her clit was in clear view and glistened with whatever fluid was on it. She grabbed my dick and raised her body.
I wanted to say something, I don’t know what, just something. I blurted out
“But I don’t have any condoms”
All she said was “It’s OK”. I didn’t even know why I said that, because to be honest I couldn’t give a fuck. I was about to put my penis in a vagina.
She took control of my penis and rubbed the tip on her clit. She moved it down, made sure it was positioned correctly, and in one motion she just sank into it. All the way down. I went right inside her as far as I possibly could. I couldn’t believe how tight it actually was. It gripped my cock as much as I did whenever I masturbated. It was just fucking amazing. She went up and down slowly to start with, and it didn’t take long until she was riding me hard.
I don’t think she was getting as much enjoyment out of it as I was. She had already came, but she fucked me hard, and gazed into my eyeballs. A minute after it began, I was ready to blow. I said to her “I’m gonna cum”.
Without taking my eyes off me the entire time, she just whispered “Go ahead…”
And then it happened. I squirted out cum about 7 times. It started spilling out of her pussy and on to my stomach immediately. We kept looking into each other’s eyes, and she slowly began to ease the pace. And our heaving panting slowly began to die down.
While still inside her she leaned forward and embraced me. At the point, she whispered inn my ears.
“I’ve wanted this for so long”
She immediately felt embarrassed after saying this, and then she climbed off me. Cum started dripping out of her pussy as she got up off my still erect cock. She didn’t even clean herself up, just moved her panties back over her pussy and that was it.
She told me what would happen. She told me it was a one off thing and the weed she smoked just made her lose control. Apparently, this was probably some bad weed, that had been sprayed with “crystal meth” and that was the reason she had lost control.
I’m not an idiot. Even I knew she was bullshitting and making excuses. She told me not to ever tell anyone or she’d never talk to me again. After we had both regained our composure and settled down, we realized together how fucked up it was. But I could sense that she didn’t regret it. I know I didn’t. We lay down on the bed talking for a while, and through all the excuses and shame, she still couldn’t help herself and told me she had had the best orgasm of her life. We both looked at each other with wry smiles.
After a while, I noticed what time it was. My mom had finished work already and was on her way home. She wouldn’t have been suspicious about anything if Emily had stayed, but we agreed it was best to save ourselves from the awkwardness. I walked her to the front door and we said our goodbyes. She started walking towards the door to leave, and I just gazed at her firm ass I could see from under that tiny skirt.
She stopped at the door and turned around to look at me for one last time. Then she looked at me and smiled. Walking back towards…she said “Since I might not see you again for a while….and this sort of thing seems to turn you on…” Reaching under he skirt, she pulled down her panties and held them in her hand. She moved closer and shoved them down my trousers, wrapping them around my cock while stroking it and standing on her tip toes to make out with me.
She stopped just as I had got erect again.
“…You can keep those”
She turned around and left. And that was that.
Anyway, she went back to University on the 8th of Jan. 300 miles away. I’m have no idea what will happen in the future, but when we do see each other again it’s certainly going to be interesting. She didn’t get in contact with me since it happened on the 3rd until I woke up this morning and noticed she had sent me a text last night at 3am, the night before she she was leaving.
“Remember Anon, DON’T TELL ANYONE. If you do, we’ll never be able to do it again. xoxox <3”

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Carries Training part 2

Eight months later Carrie was tied to the table in the break room at the telemarketing company where she worked. She was on her back, with her legs spread apart with wires tied to the table legs. She was crying, as she usually was when I came to visit her. Her large round pregnant belly rocked up and down slightly as she sobbed. Her pussy was a swollen blue and purple mound. This time I had brought a friend, who now stood by Carrie’s head with a small piece of metal in her hand.
Cynthia was a bubbly blond girl I had met in class. After hooking up with her a couple of times I had discovered she adored being bent over something and fucked in the ass. After a while I saw fit to tell her about Carrie, who was so scared of me that she had pretty much resigned herself to being my full time sex slave. We came to the telemarketing building and waited till after hours. As Carrie was leaving her cubicle we approached her and ordered her into the break room. The rest of the building was dark and already emptying out. A few things happened before she ended up naked, tied to a table, but I’ll get to that later.
A week after I had first raped her I went to see her where she worked at the chamber of commerce. She flinched and turned pale when she saw me, the bruises on her face were still partially visible. I had walked her into an office that happened to be empty for a moment and told her to lift her skirt. She obeyed, and I saw that she was still wearing the cum and blood soaked panties like I had told her to.
I made her leave work early and I took her to my house, where I let her take the well overused panties off and told her to shower. When she walked hesitantly back into the room wrapped in a towel, I slapped her in the face and through her onto the bed. She began to sob at once, so I took her soiled pink panties and forced them into her mouth and part way down her throat.
I was really enjoying myself now, and my cock was about as hard as it could get. While she gagged and tried to cough the sticky cloth back out of her throat, I flipped her over and spread her wet, glistening thigh apart. Her scream as I pushed the head of my cock into her butt was audible even through her gag, and if she couldn’t breath before, she definitely couldn’t now. Her butt was still bruised and somewhat raw, but any healing it had done was erased now.
Carrie must have decided something was very wrong with her organs, or maybe the strain of my cock in her bowels just hurt to much, because she began to kick and fight to pull away from me harder than she ever had before. It wasn’t hard to stop though. I just grabbed a handful of her dark hair and yanked her head back, thrusting my entire cock into her at the same time. She continued to twist side to side, but with no real effect. Her legs kicked as I thrust into her harder and faster. She was covered in sweat as well water from the shower and I slowed my pace slightly but kept thrusting into her just as hard. She desperately wanted me out of her butt hole, but she was powerless to do anything about it. I took about fifteen more minutes to come.
When I pulled out of her she reached into her mouth and removed the panties. I took them from her and put them in my sock drawer, still in a bunch to gag with her with later. I sent her stumbling out the door again, this time with jizz pooling between her butt cheeks and making a stain on her skirt.
About six months later, when she was showing an especially large pregnant belly, I came to see her again. She looked less scared this time. Maybe she thought I wouldn’t hurt her now that she was visibly pregnant. In reality it just turned me on. From that day onward I told her she needed to dress like what she was; a trashy sex slave. She turned up to work the next day in a miniskirt and flip flops, a thin tank top with the stomach removed, her bulging nipples standing out underneath her shirt. Her round belly was bare, and bruise stood out all over her thighs and butt cheeks. Her boss didn’t send her home, but he had apparently told her not dress like a such a slut anymore because she begged me let her wear a different outfit the next day. I threw her into the doorjam of my bedroom and when she fell over in a daze I pulled my cock out and pushed it between her lips and down her throat, using her belly for leverage and thrusting until I heard the grinding sounds in her neck like the first time I had made her give me head.
The next day she had gotten fired from her job, and went to work at the telemarketing company. It was a couple month after that Cynthia gave me the idea for the tag. A little piece of metal with my emblem on it, marking my property.
First I had introduced Cynthia to Carrie of course. I told her Cynthia was a friend of mine and that she was to obey her at all times. Carries was wearing a small dress and no panties, her battered legs sticking out at odd angles while she sat on the floor of the break room and watched me thrust myself into Cynthia’s asshole over and over again while she moaned and orgasmed. When I filled her butt with my come she immediately told Carrie to start licking it. She continued to moan while Carrie obediently slurped my come off the opening of Cynthia’s ass hole. Cynthia pushed and giggled when my come came squirting out of her butt and into Carries eyes and mouth. When she was done we tied Carrie to the table with jizz drying in her hair, and took turns lashing her with a belt. Cynthia turned her tits purple in a matter of minutes. I focused on lashing her cunt with the doubled over belt, causing in to swell and turn purple. I made sure I could still pull her pussy lips apart far enough to reach her clitoris.
Her attempts to close her legs after every lash were desperate and cute, but I relentlessly beat her anyway.
“Think it’s time yet?” Cynthia asked. She was smiling and holding the small piece of metal out towards me. I took it from her and she walked around to join me in between carries legs.
“Yep, I think it’s time.” and I spread her swollen pussy lips apart with my fingers. About that time Cynthia and I both agreed that Carries sobbing and screaming “please don’d do this to me” were getting old, so we stuffed her pink panties into her mouth again.
The tag was rectangular, with my sigil stamped out of the front. The edges were three sharp prongs, designed to snap shut and not reopen. I slid it up on to Carries Clitoris. She cried even harder through her gag, and tried even harder to close her legs, but the wires around her ankles held. When I put pliers over the tag she started trying to thrust her hip to move her bruised pussy away from the pliers. I pushed down on her large belly to hold her still and squeezed the pliers shut. It took a little force, but then the prongs slammed shut. The two on the top and bottom encircled her clit like a piercing. The one in the middle turned directly up and into her once it was closed. It wouldn’t be coming off any time soon.
As soon as the prongs snapped shut, Carries whole body had jerked at once, and the panties in her mouth did almost nothing to muffle her screams. Immediately she began to swell even more. She looked like she might have been passing out at that point, so I slapped her hard in the face. She roused slightly in time to scream again as I pushed my dick into her swollen, traumatized vagina. It felt moist and tight, so I was fucking her pretty hard after a few strokes, listening to her pained moans. The tag bounced up and down as I shoved myself into her again and again. I took it slow and spent another 20 minutes fucking her cunt before I switched to asshole again.
When she felt the tip of dick there she raised her head slightly and gasped, like she couldn’t stand the idea of any more pain in her. But she just went back to sobbing as soon as I started to push. I reached around her bulging pregnant stomach and shoved myself into her as hard as I could. Carrie stiffened, her back arching off the table slightly. She continued to try to scream as I pushed into her anus, which was now beginning to tear again. Her inner thighs stood out with tense muscle as I picked up my pace.
It didn’t take long after that to fill Carries asshole with cum. By the time I finished, the wires around her ankles were cutting into her just like the first time I had raped her. I had been pushing her against them without even realizing it.
Cynthia and I practically drug Carrie down the stairs, her ability to walk was bad damaged at the moment. We hauled her into my car and took her home, wearing the panties she she been sobbing and choking on all night.
I had meant to just leave her in her apartment, but in the end I couldn’t help pulling down her panties and forcing myself up her asshole again. She barely had the energy to cry this time. When I left her bed room she was still on her knees where I left her, with jizz running out of her violated asshole and drizzling down her firm round stomach.
A couple of days later Carrie contacted me and begged me for a place to stay. She hadn’t shown up to work, mostly because she hadn’t been able to put on pant of any kind, and had been fired again. I moved her into my basement that night.
Cynthia and I had started dating, so I let her put rings through Carries nipples that had her name on them. In fact I let her do just about whatever she wanted, considering Carrie was probably going to be dead in a couple of months.

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