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Holly Chapter 2

Chapter Two
About a week after our first ‘playdate,’ Holly called me, and let me know she was on her way. I told her she was welcome any time she liked, and I asked her to wear a skirt, if at all possible. Then, I went about preparing for her arrival. She knocked on my door shortly after that,
I open the door, and she is standing there in a gorgeous little ‘standard’ schoolgirl skirt. It was even the red plaid color we all like. She came inside, and I gave her a drink, and I set the pack of smokes she was expecting on the little bookshelf I keep by my front door.
As we went into my room, I took off my clothes, and asked her if she wouldn’t mind doing a little stripshow for me. I explained how I wanted it done, and she nodded.
She began with her back turned to me, and bent over forward, just slightly, giving me a slightly better view of her butt. She reached down, and with both hands, pulled up the bottom of her shirt, and tossed it aside. She quickly undid her bra, and dropped that, too. She turned around to face me, she reached down and plucked her panties down, and tossed them off of her legs. She now stood before me, wearing only her skirt, and her socks and shoes.
As I had requested, she stepped forward, and swung her leg over me, and straddled my lap. She kissed the underside of my chin, and then my lips, slightly grinding her hips down into mine.
Of course, I was hard by now, and as she straddled me, my fingers were touching her. She moaned softly into my mouth as I played with her lower lips, and she pushed down into me harder. It was only a few more minutes before neither of us could wait any longer. She lifted up, and I guided myself to her open (and waiting) netherlips.
As her lips parted, and my manhood slowly slid into her, she tensed, and clenched her eyes shut, and her head fell back. I pushed her down on me, all the way, and I once again felt my shaft press against the back wall of her insides. Now my eyes closed as I lifted her, and then pushed her down again, effectively making her move on me.
Holly moved with my hands, impaling herself over and over on me. She was clearly more confident in herself, because she pushed on my chest, making me lay down while she placed her hands on my stomach, and moved her hips up and down, back and forth. She moaned out, “Fuck me, Tobias.”
My head lolled back again, and my eyes closed. After a moment, I opened them to see this gorgeous little thirteen year old girl, grunting and thrusting on me. It turned me on to know that she was loving every second of it. I looked down at where our bodies met, and all I could see was a skirt, hiding our forbidden act of love beneath it.
She leaned backward, and put her hands on my ankles. She jerked her hips back and forth that way, which made me grunt, and my eyes bulged for a minute. She rocked her hips on me, moaning and groaning as my manhood pierced her insides repeatedly.
By now, we had been making love for at least ten minutes, maybe longer. I moaned out again, and I told her, “I might cum soon…” And she leaned forward, putting her hands on the bed on either side of my chest, and continued to thrust down on me, as if she hadn’t heard. So I told her again that I thought I was going to cum.
She looked down at me, and pur her arms on my shoulders. She stopped thrusting for a moment as she leaned down, and whispered in my ear, ” Cum inside me, Tobias. I want to feel it again.” She then straightened up, and began impaling herself again, as if she had just started, with a renewed energy.
After another minute or so, I groaned, and looked up at her. “It’s time,” I said. She looked down at me again, and grinned a big grin. She slammed her hips down on me, and just gyrated them a little bit. Her head went back, and she said (rather loudly), “Cum inside me, Tobias!”
As she spoke, it put me over. My cock began to throb and after a moment, I sprayed my hot liquid love deep into her belly. As I came, she did, also, and her lithe little body shook like a seizure as I pumped her full of my cum.
As soon as I was done, she looked down at me, and I smiled up at her. She rolled to the side, and lay down next to me in bed. “That was great,” She said.
“I’d better be going, or my mom might worry,” Holly told me. She got up and put her clothes back on. After giving her another drink and the smokes, she went on her way.
(THE NEXT OCCURENCE)
Holly and I have been screwing at least once, if not twice a week for about 3 months now.
One day, I got a call from Holly, asking if she could come over. I quickly agreed, and we set a date.
At around 4pm, Tuesday afternoon, there was a knock on my door. I went over and opened it up to greet Holly, but to my surprise, she had brought a friend with her. She smiled and introduced the girl as Kendra Bellas. I greeted them both, and let them both in. As we sat on the couch in the living room, Kendra informed me that she was hoping to score some cigarettes, too. “I already know what’s going to happen. Holly filled me in. I’m cool with it.”
I smiled, and led them both back to my room, and retrieved a carton of Marlboros from under my bed. I tossed them onto my computer desk, and then looked over at the girls. I spoke to Kendra. “So tell me… How old are you, Kendra?” She told me that she was 15. I asked if she had ever done anything with a boy, and she told me that she had given a handjob to one guy, who turned out to be an asshole. “I promise I am not an asshole, Kendra.” She smiled at me.
The girls looked at each other, and me, and suggested we get started. I told them to go ahead, and so they began to disrobe. As I watched these two underage girls strip off their clothing, I very obviously started to get excited.
They both started to come toward me. As I stood there, the two of them demolished me clothes. Very quickly, I was naked before them. Then, they both took of their clothes. I laid down on my bed, and Holly was the first one up there, and was sucking on me. Kendra, was a little slower, but before long, she was on the bed with me, kissing me. At my beckoning, Kendra lifted herslef up, and allowed me to lick her vaginal lips. I sent my tongue every way I could, including into her. The first time I pushed my tongue inside her, she squealed a tiny bit, apparently happy with the feeling it gave her.
Another few minutes, and Holly got up, and so did I. I asked them which one wanted to go first. Holly said she would, and so I had Kendra lay down on the bed, and then Holly get on all fours on the bed before me, but in front of Kendra. I told Holly to ‘play’ with Kendra, and she smiled and agreed.
As I placed my shaft at Holly’s entrance, Holly began to lick and suck on Kendra’s clit. I then pushed myself into Holly’s body, and felt the familiar tensing of her body, followed by the relaxation and enjoyment. I began to thrust against her gently, and as I did so, I watched Holly go down on Kendra. It was Holly’s first girl-girl (or so I assumed), but she was doing fairly well. Kendra was clearly enjoying herself, I noticed: Eyes closed, one hand clutching my bedsheets, the other cupping one breast.
And so I stood there, doing Holly ‘doggy-style.’ It wasn’t long befire I hit her in the right place, and she practically went limp, and let out a long, low moan. I guessed( Correctly, I later found out), that she had orgasmed.
After several minutes, Kendra whined a little. “My turn!” I chuckled, and pulled myself out of Holly, and she moved off to the side. I grabbed Kendra by the legs, and pulled her over to she side of the bed. I bent her legs, and held them at my side, and I placed my cock and her entrance.
With a smile given to her, I pushed my shaft deep into Kendra’s body. She gasped, and groaned as I slowly penetrated deeper and deeper into her. Once I was in, I gave her a minute, and then began to pump her. She soon began to moan out load. Holly decided she didn’t want to be done so quickly, and leaned down and whispered something to Kendra. Kendra could only nod, not speak.
Holly swung her leg over Kendra’s body, and her vagina came to rest over Kendra’s face. Kendra began to return the favor that Holly had done her just moments ago. She dug in to Holly’s body cavity, licking like crazy, almost chewing on her. Meanwhile, I was doing Kendra but good.
We went on like this for several more minutes, and then I announced that my ‘time’ was almost up. Reacting quicker than I could imagine, Holly jumped up off of Kendra’s face, and sat above her head. She placed her hands on either of Kendra’s shoulders and told me, “Cum inside her, too. I want us to be sisters by you.” Kendra was alarmed at first, but quickly decided she didn’t care.
As Kendra lay there, moaning on my shaft, nodding down at me, I could hold off any longer. I slammed against her, forcing myself deep inside her fifteen year old body, and grunted hard. Apparently, that last motion sent her over the edge, too, because She moaned louder, and clenched her eyes shut.
My manhood spewed jet after jet of my cum into Kendra’s body. As I finished, I looked down at Kendra and Holly. Both girls smiled at me, and laughed a little.
Kendra decided she wanted a smoke, and then a shower, so the two of them had a cigarette, then showered, and dressed. Before they left, Holly told me that she would be back, and Kendra said she might come back, too.
I look forward to their return.

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BOBBY’S CHEERLEADER SLAVES, Chapter 2

reviously: As I was about to retire, I came upon a high school cheerleader carwash. I quickly dominated sweet, little Emma the cheer captain. With her help, I kidnapped two of her teammates. Now camped out in my R.V. in the middle of nowhere, I enjoyed Emma and am now ready to dominate and rape her two friends.

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A Marines tale

Josh knew this was dangerous, this could end my carer at best leave me in the brig for the deployment he thought as his long drab robes fluttered in the wind. He looked at his hand a light brown dye over his deeply tanned skin, if you saw him he would seem to fit in with any other Iraqi. This Iraqi was different after his parents immigrated to the USA he didn’t get the best grades mainly due to racially prompted bullying, that left him nothing but a military carer. “there’s one” Brad whispered as he subtly pointed to a women walking alone, “see were she goes” Josh replied softly as the women turned a corner into a dust filled alleyway josh and brad looked at each other they knew that this was there best shot trying to look as inconspicuous as possible the pair quickened their pace and crossed the street and rounded the alleyway corner.
The women was barely 50m away she was wearing a full burka and was walking quite slowly the two conspirators were gaining fast till they were just within arm reach, when Brad let out a massive punch to the side of the women’s head, there was no going back now josh reacted quickly catching her before she hit the ground the girl lay in a heap in josh’s arms “come on we need to get somewhere more private” said Brad as he gestured to a abandoned building. Josh carried the bundle into the building and gently lay her on the floor Brad chuckled and said “no point in doing that after we do this she will probably be killed by he father or brother it’s a custom” josh shot him a dangerous look.
He slowly lifted the burka to reveal the beautiful features of the young woman she seemed almost perfect except for the impressive bump developing where she had been hit. She must have been in he early twenties or late teens her dark hair extended past her shoulders. Josh’s admiration of the girls beauty was halted by Brad drawing his knife and running it down her robes, splitting it in half and with one sharp pull her young body was revealed her breasts were perky and rounded about a c-cup josh estimated, he also noted that she had natural pubic hair which was strange as he never thought girls grew hair “do all girls get hair like that” Josh inquired quite innocently Brad let out a burst of laughter “of courses they do you fucking idiot….but most of them shave it”
Brad positioned him self between their victims legs and inserted a finger “Goddamn she’s tight” Brad exclaimed, “she’s nice and wet though” he added, Brad pulled of his robes and took off his underwear letting his erection spring out, just as he was about to insert his rock hard cock into his victims pussy her eyelids batted “get over here and hold her down Josh” Brad breathed, Josh just stood their for a second, then dropped to his knees placing his hand on her shoulders.
At that moment Brad shoved all of his 9 inch member into her tight nether, her eyes, now wide open as she realised what was happing they were as deep and blue as the ocean. She tried to fight back but the two marines held firm. As she used up the last of her strength she lay there pathetically, her head to the side in the dust of the building this was when josh noticed the single tear rolling down her check, Brad was going to a penny chainsawing in and out of the girl a small smear of blood had developed on his penis “she’s a fucking virgin” said Brad “well not anymore” he chuckled at his own joke, Josh was less impressed. her breathing was quick and shallow a strange mixture of sobbing and pleasure Brad looked up from his task and smiled at Josh “they all want it no matter what they say” Said Brad, the remark cut josh in half “what the fuck am I doing” he thought as he released his grip slightly. The motion of his comrade fucking the women made her ample tits rock back and forth josh wished he had met her in the US. Brad’s cock widened the virgins pussy the strain was clear to see with every insersion hes hole gowned attempting to adapt to Brad’s size.
She the then moaned something softly to Josh in Arabic roughly translated to “stop him he’s hurting me” Josh was taken aback his grip completely released from the girls body. The next few second flew by as she launched her self as Brad clawing at his eyes as he fell backwards her punches and kicks were no match for brad who quickly slammed her on the floor and held her thought, her face went scarlet as the life was being squeezed out of her, Brad a sadistic smile painted across his face josh felt the knife has he stepped just behind Brad.
Grabbing his fringe Josh dragged the razor sharp blade across Brad’s thought, a spray of arterial blood like a fireworks display danced across the sky, landing on the floor they formed clumps in the dust. Brad fell lifelessly to the floor the girl stared wide eyed at Josh then the body and back, the silence was broken by her Corse sobs as what had just happened fully hit her. Josh was at a loss what had he just done assisting in raping an Iraqi national and the murder of a united states marine, the seconds turned to mintes the Josh said in Arabic “we need to go” the girl pulled her ropes over to cover herself they left in silence leaving Brad’s body to rot in the dust.
This is my first attempt at a erotic short story(Clearly) please leave me some constructive criticism so that I can in prove my stories thanks J

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Treating My Boss

Employee Johnny invites his boss Mike over. Johnny wanted to know about his current job situation. Later on, his wife Lisa gets involved.

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Queen Yavara: Chapter 21

I feel obligated to say that there is disturbing content in this chapter, though you probably guessed that already if you read the last chapter. This one isn’t for the squeamish, but of course, you sick puppies already read about Leveria torture-raping her own mother before having her publicly executed, so maybe the warning’s unnecessary. Leave comments!

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That Fucking Wasp

“Son of a bitch!” I heard Joann exclaim, “a fucking wasp just stung my Goddamn arm!” I had been working with the quiet little woman for over three months, but had never heard her use any curse words, other than an occasional ‘damn’. I dropped the hand held scanner onto a pallet of electronic equipment, walked to her side, and asked her if she needed to take a break.
“I’ll need to sit down for a few minutes, just to see if there’s any reaction, with all the meds I take. Damn, that hurts.”
I remembered her telling me about her heart surgeries, but I’d never seen any evidence that her ability to work was compromised. As she sat, I took a copper penny from my pocket. “I heard that taping a penny onto the stung spot, will relieve the pain in a short while. This will be a good time to try it out. Is there any specific reaction I need to watch for?”
“I don’t know, Don,” I could hear the frustration in her soft voice, “there’s so many possible side effects, I could never keep up with all of them.”
An adhesive bandage, from the nearby first aid kit, held the penny tightly in place. She smiled and thanked me as I sat down, still holding her arm, and lightly rubbing both sides of the bandage. “I’ll just sit with you for a few minutes, and you tell me if you feel something that’s not right.”
“I’ll tell you what’s not right. I shouldn’t have to be working, anyway. My husband’s laid off from his job, driving a gravel truck. He could be driving for a dozen other companies, but he’s too damn lazy to look around. I think his laziness is the reason the gravel pit doesn’t want him back. He says it’s the best pay he can get, so he wants to just sit on his sorry butt, and wait for a call back…the sting is better now, Don, thank you so much. I’m sorry for unloading on you. I guess I’ll get back to work.”
As she started to stand up, she stumbled. When I caught her, I had a handful of firm tit trapped in my right hand. When she regained her balance, I grinned at Joann and said, “oops”.
“Don’t worry about it, and thank you….again. Do you think the boss would mind if I take the rest of the day off? I guess that sting made me a little woozy.”
“If you’re not here, you don’t get paid. He’s already gone, and it’s just the two of us, for the next couple of hours. Tuesdays are never very busy, so I can take care of things. You just go to the break room and relax. Will you be steady enough, or do I need to help you?”
“I think I can make it twenty feet by myself. Besides,” she had a mischievous grin on her face, “how do I know you wouldn’t try to cop another feel?”
“Hey, I’m a man. At my age, you gotta take advantage of every opportunity. Now you scoot on in there and lie down, I’ll check on you in a little bit.”
She reached out, patted my shoulder, and said, sweetly, “Thank you, Don.”
I had to nudge the sleeping 44 year-old three or four times before she awoke. If she hadn’t come around, I was prepared to call the local EMS.
“Oh..I guess I dozed off. Gosh, what time is it?”
“It’s six o’clock. I just locked the front door and turned off the ‘open’ sign. How you feeling?”
“Actually, I guess that sting made me sleepy, but I feel very rested. Look here, there’s not even a red mark where the wasp stung me. Mmm, would you do me a favor? I ran into that open cabinet earlier. It feels like I have a knot on the side of my head. Would you follow me home, just in case I get sleepy again and have to pull over?”
I pulled my car into Joann’s driveway, and waited for her to park hers’ in the garage. When she walked out and hit the door closer, she smiled as she walked back to my car.
“I’d like you to stay for a little bit, it looks like dick head is out running around. I’m gonna fix some sandwiches for supper, please stay….”
“YES!” Joann was excited, “He got called in to haul six loads, to Phoenix. Each trip will be about two hours, so I don’t have to put up with his whining & bullshit tonight. Sorry, Don, but I need some relief once in a while.”
The sandwiches were delicious and I really enjoyed visiting with Joann. Her only child was twenty-three, and she was currently serving a tour of duty in Iraq.
“Do you have anything going on this evening, Don?”
“Yeah,” I was teasing her, “I had a date, but I stayed here too long. Guess I can forget getting’ laid tonight. That’s alright, though, her boobs don’t feel as good as yours.” I snickered a little and she could tell I was joking.
She rose from the kitchen bar, took the few steps to reach where I sat, and said, “I’ve never shown you my scar.” She unbuttoned the company shirt, which fit her body better than mine fit, then unhooked the front clasp on her bra.
I barely glanced at the scar, which ran from the top of her ribcage, to a point just above her navel. Yep, those soft tits looked just as good as the one had felt, earlier.
“Asshole won’t even look at me, when I’m facing him naked. He says he can’t believe they destroyed my body this way. Hell, without the surgery, I would have been dead. Would you mind telling me what you think about the damage?”
I pulled her to me, took a warm, hard nipple in my mouth, and sucked for a few seconds. “What damage?” Then I latched onto the other one.
“Oh, fuck, that feels so good. Bob hasn’t touched my tits, nor my pussy for two years. Stay here tonight, Don. I need a man. I need a man real bad.”
I took her belt loose, dropped her uniform pants, and lowered her pink panties. “I’ll stay on one condition…no more talk about you stupid husband. This night will just be for us, nobody else.”
I easily lifted Joann, and asked the way to the bedroom.
I laid her on the bed and began pulling my own clothes off. She scooted her ass toward me, until it was barely on the edge. She grabbed her ankles, spread her short legs, and said, “Just walk your dick into me, please. Hurry, I’m so fucking horny I’m about to cum, just thinking about how good this going to feel.”
Joann’s husband must have had a small dick, or maybe it was because she hadn’t had a hard cock in her for over two years. I had no problem finding her fuck hole, but she wasn’t wet enough. When I spit into my hand, she did the same. In seconds, there was enough saliva on her cunt that my shaft slid in. I backed it out, pushed in again, then again. Finally, on the third shove, I was seated deep in her pussy.
I held still for a few seconds, until she began to wiggle with anticipation. I moved her legs to my shoulders, grabbed her hips, and pulled her ass all the way against my balls. When I started steadily pumping my piston, she began gasping.
“Oh my God, Don. Oh my fucking God, that feels so good. Uhh, uhh, mmm, ggguhh, oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!”
“Yeah, baby, cum for Donnie. Cum hard!”
Joann, literally, screamed, “Aieeee! Fuck Meeeeee!”, when her first orgasm hit. I pounded her harder for three or four minutes, then she let out another. “Oh..oh..oh..oh..oooohhhhh, SHIT!….SHIT! MOTHER FUCKIN’ SHIT!!”
I could feel my own nuts beginning to spasm, ready to send a load of hot sperm into the depths of this pretty, greying, little woman. “Here it cums, baby!”
“Yes, fuck me. Cum in me, Don. Fuck me hard. Fill me up…”
I did.
I fell onto the bed, after my cock began to recede. We repositioned ourselves, and held each other close. In a few minutes, I offered to step into the bathroom, and get her a washcloth.
“No, thanks. I want to feel the mess on my legs, my ass, my pussy. I want to know that feeling, again. It’s been so long. Speaking of long, you have a much bigger dick than…..never mind, we’re not going to mention anybody.
Would you mind if I kiss you?”
“Mind? Hell, I’d love to kiss you. I just wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it, or if you just wanted sex.” Our lips met, tongues dueled, and hands wandered. Soon, as a result of all the close contact, including her hand stroking me into another hard-on, we were joined again, fucking like a couple of horny teenagers.
I awoke at 4:35 am. Joann’s warm, soft lips were working up and down on my piss hard. Needing to empty my bladder delayed my ejaculation…or maybe it was that my balls had emptied four times in the last eight hours, already.
Joann’s skill as a cocksucker were amazing. The combination of suction, tongue manipulation, and hand strokes, kept me on the verge of cumming for ten minutes or more. Finally, I jerked her head down hard, forcing the end of my shaft into her throat…just in time to shoot six or seven surges of semen straight down, into her stomach.
“Wow,” she gasped for air as she raised her head, “I’ve never deep throated before.” She moved up, kissed me, and told me she’d have to try it again, soon.
“Okay if I go home with you to shower? Asshole should be getting home before long. I want the bastard to wonder what the fuck went on in here, but I don’t want him to confront me, alone.
You helped me make up my mind, I’m leaving his sorry ass, as soon as I can find an affordable apartment.”
“You don’t need an apartment. Move in with me. We’ll get your clothes and personal things, right now. He won’t fuck with you when I’m around, or he’ll get his ass kicked. C’mon, let’s pack.
The early morning shower was better than any I’d ever taken. After shampooing each others’ hair, we took a turn with the bath gel and sponge. It was at that point I examined the long scar on her chest. With a tit firmly grasped in each hand, I planted kisses down the entire length of it. ‘But why stop there?’ I thought.
I eased to my knees, gave her navel some special attention, then moved to her pubic hair. Her feet slid to the outer edges of the enclosure, and as my mouth found her clit, my fingers entered her pussy. With her back against the wall, she lifted her legs over my shoulders.
“Uh..uh..uh..uh..” was all she could manage to say, but as hard as she was humping into my face, I could tell she was screaming on the inside. The finger-fucking, and tonguing, brought her to a climax within a couple of minutes.
I let Joann slide to the floor of the shower, sat beside her, and held in my arms.
After a few minutes, she spoke, quietly. “I’m never going back to that house, Don. Not to that house, not to that sorry bastard, who promised to love and take care of me. He has a whore down the street. He doesn’t know that I know, but I do. She’s really a pretty nice lady, so I don’t see what she sees in him.”
I reached up and turned off the water.
“I don’t know what you want, Joann. I’m not sure I want to commit to a permanent relationship. I’ll just have to figure that out. But…you can stay here, with me, until we decide what we want. No matter what it is, I want to be your friend, and nobody fucks with my friends.” I took the opportunity to stroke her clit, again, “Except me… I love to fuck my friends.”
One short talk with Bob was all it took to convince him to stay away from Joann. With her divorce settlement, and my own savings, she and I bought out the appliance rental business, where we worked.
She lived with me for a little over two years, and was riding my cock like a cowgirl when her heart gave out. With her dying breath, she smiled at me and said, “Fuck, that was good.”

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Ibiza Nights

I’d been prowling around the nightclub all night – some sleazy shit-hole in Ibiza – looking for the girl I’d seen the previous night.
I didn’t get her name, but she was a bubbly blonde with a thick Geordie accent. She was wearing a tight yellow top and a short black skirt. She was quite short, just over 5 foot tall I suppose, and had a great set of tits on her.
The last I saw of her, was her going off with two lads from Essex. I discretely followed them as they walked along the street and entered the back of a parked transit van. I waited for a few minutes, before passing by the van and casually glancing in a window. As I approached the van, I could see it rocking and hearing the groaning and giggling. On looking in the window I could see that the two boys were double teaming the blonde; she was lying on top of the lap on one guy who was fucking her up the ass, whilst the other guy was on top her riding her cunt.
That’ll do me, I thought. I enjoy doing what I do to sluts.
I was beginning to think that I wasn’t going to come across her tonight. But finally, there she was. Beside the bar, eagerly supping cream from a giant plastic inflatable penis. Yep, you read right.
I walked up to her and make some crude remark about how enthusiastic she was about licking the giant inflatable penis. She giggled and we began chatting.
Her name was Sian and she was on weeks holiday with her workmates from a bar in Newcastle. On each night she usually ended up separated from them as they were “boring”. Sian considered anyone who didn’t fuck at least two guys a night when on holiday as “boring”.
Sian was drunk, slutty and thick as fuck. She was perfect.
We slowly made out way to the dance floor. Sian led the way, holding my hand. As we began to mingle with the others on the the floor, we got closer. I wrapped my arm around Sian’s midriff and gently eased her back into me, making sure her bum brushed my crotch. I was rock hard and wanted Sian to know. She giggled as I gently rubbed myself against her.
We were both sweating quiet a bit now. Probably due to the heat in the club and the obvious sexual attraction between us.
I had both my arms around Sian now, and she was keenly pushing her ass back against my crotch. I held her tighter and we began dry-humping. I gripped the front of her short black skirt and rolled it up slightly.
Sian giggled louder at this, in anticipation of whatever I intended to do next. I gently stroked her cotton panties. They were a bit damp, sweat or sexual excitement? Who knows.
Pulling her even tighter into me, I slipped a couple of fingers into her, past her lips. Sian’s busty body trembled with anticipation. She was now, literally, sweating like a whore!
I fingered her for a few minutes, before she turned round, grabbed my hand and dragged me into a dark corner of the bar. “It’ll be fine, I fucked a guy here a couple of nights ago, and nobody bothered us”
There was a musty old sofa there. I bend Sian over the arm of it and slipped my hands up her skirt, tugging her panties down. She obligingly assisted, lifting one foot at a time out of her soaking wet panties before picking them up and them on a nearby table. I then unzipped myself, pulled my cock out and stuck in up her all too inviting cunt. We fucked doggy style for a few minutes with me slamming and thrusting my cock hard up her sticky cunt. I leaned down into her, reaching round and started rubbing her clit as I carried on fucking her. With Sian groaning loudly I then moved my hand up into her top and under her bra. I felt up her tits as her I continued to pound into her, my own crotch getting wet from her cunt juices.
I pulled out of Sian and she rolled from over the sofa arm onto the sofa itself, lying face up. I took my trousers off and mounted her. With my cock back in her cunt I began to fuck her slow and hard. Sian pushed the heels of her stilettos into my ass-cheeks, forcing me nice and deep into her. As we fucked, I tugged on Sian’s top and bra and got her breasts to pop out. I began to suck on her tits as I pumped her cunt harder and harder.
Eventually Sian came, screaming and squealing as she did so. I pulled out of her, with cock still hard. A couple of other clubbers gazed over but Sian shouted at them to “fuck off”. They got the message.
Sian gazed at my still erect cock and smiled. “Turn over” I told her. She duly obliged, going on to her hands and knees and wiggling her ass suggestively. I made my way behind and eased my cock between her cheeks and into her butthole. Unknown to Sian, I had also picked up her knickers from the table. As I gently began to ass-fuck Sian, I wound her knickers tight and wrapped them around her neck. The sudden constriction on her throat and lack of air clearly started the slutty sweaty blonde. With my cock hammering hard into her ass and me gripping her knickers tightly around her throat, I made full use of my bodyweight to ensure there was no chance of escape for Sian.
As I fucked and strangled her, I whispered into her ear exactly what I thought of her. The last things Sian would ever hear would be the loud pumping techno music in the background and me telling her what a dirty worthless skank she was. She clawed away at my hands, but she was too weak and drunk to put up much in the way of resistance. Soon, her arms were slumped down as my balls continued to slap hard against her ass-cheeks.
Sian was dead within minutes, but I kept on going. I just loved the feel of her dripping wet busty corpse against my own body. It just felt so good, so right !
Finally, as I frantically tore into her dead ass, we slipped off the sofa onto the floor. With Sian slumped on the floor, I stood up and wanked over her face and tits. Then, I picked her up and sat her on the sofa. It was then I noticed she had pee-ed herself. I took great pleasure in seating her in the puddle of her own piss.
Finally, I threw my clothes on and made my getaway. I left Sian sitting there, with a stupid vacant expression on her dead slutty face.
I just love these annual trips to the Med. Each time, I pick a girl to do – just the one. The cops in Spain and Greece are pretty fucking clueless, but I think I left enough DNA on Sian to give them something to go on this time. Still, I’m pretty confident I’ll be back next year.

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Stockholm – Part 1

Stockholm syndrome is a psychological response often seen in an abducted hostage, in which the hostage shows signs of loyalty and even comes to sympathize with the tormenter. The syndrome occurs when a captive cannot escape and is isolated and threatened with death, but is shown token acts of kindness by the captor. It typically takes about three or four days for the psychological shift to take hold.