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Lorna Cheated 1

Lorna Brown was willing to do anything to get ahead, and dumped her boyfriend for the next step, but the boyfriend planned a severe form of revenge using contacts he had built up

Fantasm

Jessie’s abduction and abuse

Tommy was so excited that he had just finished building his house. His dad was a contracter, so he had been on lots of construction sites helping his dad over the years learning how to build a house and use heavy equipment. It was located in central Indiana. It had been built tucked back into a small set of woods that was surrounded by cornfields, just off of an old rarely used country road. It took him nearly three years and countless back-breaking hours, but he built it from the ground up by himself. It wasn’t a big place but it was what he always wanted, and built to his specifications. The best thing about the house was how secluded it was, it needed to be for what he been planning. He was thirty-two years old, a decent looking guy with short crop haircut. After college he landed a good position at a hospital and had worked his way up to management in a relatively short amount of time. He had more than enough money to have a nice custom home built, but he enjoyed the satisfaction of doing it himself and also what he was building had to be done in secret. He had started off the new house by digging a large trench big enough to sink a steel shipping container below ground level. Over this he poured concrete for his new slab floor. He had left a small entrance to the container through the concrete. This would be sealed over later with a hatch accessible through his master bedroom walk-in closet, hidden beneath carpet. Before the container had been sunk below ground it had been converted into a two room bunker. One room had a bed, a flat panel tv, a small refrigerator and microwave. The other room consisted of a computer desk and chair, various electronic equipment, another tv and the passage to the closet in the house. The two rooms were separated by a very heavy metal door with heavy duty locks.
He was anxious because today was going to be the big day that he had been contemplating for quite some time. His job was thirty miles away, and he commuted the thirty minutes on mainly country roads. He had taken the week off from work in preparation for today. There was a boy that he had seen on his way to work, waiting for the school bus, every morning for nearly a year. The boy was a very cute little brown haired boy, probably around ten years old. There had been a couple of days that on his way home from work, he had been caught behind the bus as it stopped to drop the kid off at his home. He had noticed that there was a small compact car at the boy’s house in the morning, but not in the afternoon when he got home. Awesome he thought, probably a single mom that works until later in the afternoon or a has a long commute. The boy’s house was itself a pretty secluded, no other old farm houses for quite a distance. Tommy had driven there on that Monday around 3 o’clock, again no car in the drive. He knocked on the door, in one of his hands he had some local politicians pamphlets. He had thought that if he was wrong and someone was home, it would be a good excuse as to why he was knocking on the door. No one answered. Sweet he thought, so good so far. He pulled his car around the back of the house where it couldn’t be seen from the road.The bus would be there shortly and he was ready. The boy he had been watching, would use the back door when the bus dropped him off. Tommy pulled on a pair of heavy leather gloves, put on a face mask and stuffed a glock into his waistband. He got out of the car and walked the short distance to the back corner of the house. He could hear the bus in the distance. The thoughts of what were about to happen got him excited, the front of his jeans started to bulge with the excitement. The buss’s breaks screeched as it came to a stop, the door opened and the boy stepped off and walked to the back door. He was looking down at his ipod as he rounded the corner. He never even saw it coming. Tommy pounced on the boy, holding one hand over his mouth and the gun to his head. “Do what I say and I wont hurt you.” The boy nodded his head indicating he understood. Tommy laughed on the inside at what he had just said, because he knew it to be false. He would hurt him later, but just enough to keep the boy scared and dominated. He grabbed the boy by the back of the neck and led him to the drivers side his car. He pushed the boy through and had pulled back the passenger seat enough that the kid would be crumpled up on the car’s floor. Tommy grabbed into the back seat and retrieved a roll of duct tape. He tore off a small piece and put it over the boys mouth. He taped the boys wrists together and then his legs. He stuffed the boy down onto the floor. Stay there and don’t move this will all be over very soon. Tommy shifted the car into gear and pulled onto the empty road and drove the ten miles home not saying a word.
He pulled into his gravel drive and up to the front of his recently completed house. He walked around to the passenger side, pulled the door open and grabbed the boy under the arm and hoisted him up and out. He picked him up by the waist and walked to the door. He could smell the boys scent. It was intoxicating. A mixture of hormones that smelled of sweet boy sweat and fear. Tommy set the boy down and unlocked the door and again picked up the boy and walked in. He shut the door and locked it. He made his way with his catch to the bedroom closet. Tommy pulled the duct tape off of his hands and feet leaving it on his mouth. Now it was all setting in for the boy, he started to whimper and tears dribbled down his precious smooth face. He bent down to the boy. “Dont worry, it’ll be ok.” “This is almost over, ok buddy.” He nodded his head and the tears stopped. Tommy pulled back the carpet and opened the hatch and guided the boy down the ladder into his buried lair. He climbed down after the boy, closing the hatch behind him. He opened the heavy door and guided the boy in. Tommy locked the door with a latch that was too high for the young boy to reach. He pulled the tape off the boys mouth in a swift motion. Now Tommy could see just how beautiful the sweet little boy was. He stared up at him with those cute little brown doe eyes, his hair gently sweeping across his forehead. So sweet. “Whats your name?” Tommy asked. The boy replied “j-j-jessie.” “Well I’m Tommy, you’re going to be staying with me for a while.” The boy whimpered a meek “but why?” “Because now you’re my little cum dumpster” and with that Tommy backhanded the boy. Jessie hit the floor with a thud, and started crying. He grabbed him by face and turned it up to his. “Stop fucking crying you little bitch.” Tommy yelled. He leaned in and stuffed his tongue in Jessie’s mouth, Jessie tried wriggling out of his grip but wasn’t near strong enough to have any effect. Tommy grabbed the boy by the back of the head and forced his tongue deeper into his mouth. Pulling back, Tommy stood up and started barking orders. Take your shirt off you little punk. Jessie complied. His body was young hairless and creamy. Perfectly skinny with perky little nipples and flat little belly. Tommy picked him up under his armpits and carried him to the bed and tossed him down. Tommy had a raging hard on since he first grabbed little Jessie. He was pre-cumming so much that it was oozing through his jeans. He could barely keep from blowing his load at just the sight of his terrified half naked prey. He took his shirt off and slipped out of his shoes. He had to undo his jeans because the pressure against his pants was too much. He reached down and took Jessie’s shoes off. “How old are you?” “I’m nine” Jessie said. “Well I’m going to use your little body any way I want.” “If you ever try to escape or don’t do what you are told, then I will fucking kill you.” “You mean nothing to me.” “You will be my own personal fuck doll.” He could tell Jessie had no idea what he was talking about, except for the death threat. He crawled on top of Jessie and grabbed both of his wrists with one hand and pulled them over the boys head and held them pinned there. Tommy started licking the boy all over, his neck, ear, armpits, and his nipples. He especially liked licking and sucking the little v on Jessie’s neck. He released the boys hands and instead grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head. He pulled back and Jessie instinctively let out a yelp. Tommy spit into his gaping mouth. He released him again, this time putting his hand on the kid’s throat and started choking him. His face starting turning red, then almost purple right to the edge of passing out before Tommy released his grip. While he was still dazed, Tommy unbuttoned his captives’ pants, got up and ripped them off by the legs almost pulling Jessie off the bed. The boy was wearing classic white Fruit of the Loom briefs, those were stripped off just as quick. Tommy stood taking the rest of his clothes off all the while drinking in all of the loveliness of his play toy. He was dripping pre-cum by this point, close to cumming without even touching his cock. He ordered the boy to sit on the side of the bed. He stood in front of the boy his 7 inch dick pulsating ready to explode. He started rubbing the pre-cum on Jessie’s lips with his engorged cock head. It was all too much, and he started to explode on Jessie’s face with the force he had never experienced before. “Ahhh fuck yeah take it faggot.” Holding his dick to the boys mouth and shooting load after hot gooey load into his mouth. It was so much cum it filled his mouth and spilled out. It went everywere, running down his angelic face, onto his chest and on his tiny flaccid cock and balls. Tommy had never cum that much, but then again he hadn’t ever kidnapped and molested a little boy either. He shot a good ten splashes of hot jiszm, so good that his legs trembled and almost went weak. He stroked the last bit of juice out and smeared it across his tender face. God damn that was good. You did good, he said, and bent down and kissed him on the forehead.
“Round two” Tommy barked. He pushed Jessie back on to the bed. His cock was still rock hard and ready. Tommy lifted his boys legs by the ankles until his feet were near his head. He ordered Jessie to hold his legs up. He did what he was told. Tommy was kneeling on the bed, Jessie splayed out on his back, legs in the air. His tiny little pink butt-hole aiming at Tommy’s throbbing cock. He cupped his hand and gathered some of his cum from the boys belly and swept it over his cock and onto Jessie’s hole. He stuck a cum lubed finger into his ass, Jessie winced. Then another finger went in. Jessie yelped as his little hole was stretched. “Relax buddy, it only hurts for a minute.” He started to relax and his ass muscles stopped clinching. A third finger went in. He pulled his fingers out gathered more cum and then stuck all three back in. He finger fucked the boy for a few minutes. He wanted to be gentle with his new toy, he was going to be around for a while and he wanted his boys parts to be well used but not used up. The finger fucking got Jessie hard, He knew that he wasn’t enjoying it, but the stimulation his prostate was receiving betrayed him. Tommy moved up, the head of his cock entering the boys asshole. Tommy’s dick was bigger in girth than his three fingers and he slowly worked the tip in. When the head of his dick popped inside the boy, he winced and instinctively jumped, but Tommy’s hand on the boys belly kept him in place. Slowly he moved deeper into his bowels. Jessie murmured an “uh uh” every time his throbbing cock moved in more. “Yeah you like this don’t you. I’m going to fuck your tight little hole so good.” Tommy got balls deep inside the boy. All the way up to the hilt of his cock. His balls resting on Jessie’s little ass. His soft warm insides hugging Tommy’s dick. He started slowly pumping, Jessie letting out a short cry every time he rammed it home. “Just relax, it wont hurt as bad.” He started to relax and loosen up. Jessie started getting hard again, his little 2 inch dick standing at attention. Tommy got into a rhythm pounding his boys ass harder and and harder with each thrust. He grabbed his legs and in one spinning motion turned Jessie on his fat cock putting him in the doggy position. He reached up with one hand and grabbed the boys hair, the other hand on his waist. He thrust deep into him, pulling him back on his cock repeatedly. After a few more thrusts and he was splashing his insides with his seed. Fuck yeah he said with a small bit of drool escaping his mouth. It felt like he would keep cumming forever, His cum was escaping from around his cock running down the boys legs. He collapsed onto Jessie’s back, forcing him down into the bed. His cock slowly softening. He whispered in Jessie’s ear “I love you”. With that he pulled back and plopped out of the boy’s thoroughly used ass. He reached over and grabbed a towel off the end of the bed and threw it on Jessie, who had not moved since he pulled out. He reached down again and this time grabbed a pair of leg shackles and cuffed Jessie’s feet. The shackles were chained with a long length to the side of the container. The boy could move around the room if he wanted, but only so far, keeping him just shy of the door. Tommy walked to the door, turned and told Jessie that he would be back soon, unlocked it and walked out locking it behind him.
To be continued…

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Different Love (re-edit)

Sammy is a peculiar teen girl who starts that particular and unforgettable night in a nasty situation and ends up in the most intense (rough and arousing) moment of her life.

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CLARA

CLARA
She was the mother of the lady who married my uncle. I didn’t know her well, but she was always friendly and affable whenever I encountered her. Her husband had died several years earlier and she had to manage by herself. One day, I went over to her house to do some work around the yard and garage. Some time around the middle of the day, she invited me into the house for a break and a cool drink.
We sat in her kitchen, she on one part of the breakfast nook and I on the other part. She was wearing a simple house dress with a zipper in the middle, keeping the dress closed. She was probably in her early fifties, with brown hair, a smooth unlined face, slim legs and very large breasts. I could tell from the outline of her breasts against her dress, that she had big nipples like erasers. She started talking about her nephew, what a nice young man he was and how he would share secrets with her. I asked, “What kind of secrets.”
She replied, “Oh, about girls and what he does with them.”
I asked her to tell me what her nephew had said about his relationships with girls. She said, “Well, he likes to get them alone, then tell them how pretty they are; how much he enjoys their company and how he likes being with them. After a while, he tries to kiss them…” She paused.
I said, “Go on, what does he do then?”
She said, “He starts petting, you know, putting his hands on their arms, legs and some other places.
I said, “What other places?”
She paused again and said, “Well, I don’t want you to think that I’m a nasty woman by talking dirty.”
By this time, I could feel a certain kind of excitement run through me and I could also feel my penis starting to get hard. I said, “Oh, Clara, I know you are a decent woman and I would never think less of you for talking about these things. Besides, I would enjoy talking about things like this with such an attractive woman like you.”
With this, she brightened up and smiled. She said, “Well, alright, I find it kind of fascinating myself.”
Then she said, “My nephew likes to touch the girls up here,” pointing to her own giant breasts. Her nipples were now quite pronounced against the dress material. “He strokes them and concentrates on their nipples, while he’s kissing them. After a while, he moves down the body and caresses their thighs. All the time, he’s talking to them, telling them how pretty they are, how good they make him feel, and so on.”
By this time, I was really excited. My penis had become completely erect. It was so hard, it was tenting out my trousers to the right of the fly. I could see Clara taking furtive glances at it. I tried to conceal it by changing position on the seat, but that only made it more obvious. I felt embarrassed and told Clara I was sorry about my “condition”.
She smiled and said, “Oh, don’t you fret, young men are always getting …boners or … hardons… and what with the subject we have been discussing, it would be perfectly natural. “My nephew says that sooner or later, while he is with a girl, he gets a big boner that makes his pants stick out just like your …thing is doing to your pants.
With my breath coming faster, I said, “What does he do then?” She said, “After a while, he tries to take off their blouse and play with their …boobs through their brassiere. If they don’t mind, in a few minutes, he unfastens their brassieres and exposes their bare boobies. He says, he loves to caress them and kiss the nipples. Kissing the nipples makes them stand up nice and big.”
By this time, I was tremendously aroused. My prick was as hard as a rock and I made no effort to conceal it. In fact, I sat so it was sticking out as far as I could make it. She was now looking at it directly and smiling broadly.
She said, “My, you sure have a big one, don’t you.”
I said, “Well, I’m not the only person with something big. You sure have big, beautiful… tits!, I hope you don’t mind that word. In fact, I have never seen a woman with such big luscious breasts.”
She arched her back and looked down at them rather coyly. She said, “When I was young and they started to grow, I saw them as a problem, because boys were always kidding me about them, trying to feel them and grab them. When I started to date, boys would want to feel them, take them out of my blouse, kiss them and become very excited.”
Grinning rather sheepishly, she said, “When I was about 15, I was with one young man, who I let fondle them on the outside of my blouse. I didn’t notice, but he had gotten an enormous hardon. While he running his one hand over my boobs, he had undone his fly with the other hand and taken out his penis. I didn’t notice anything until all of a sudden, he started breathing hard and to my surprise, his penis started squirting white creme all over my dress and blouse. It was the first time I had ever seen a boy have a climax and I was embarrassed to death.”
“At first, it bothered me, then as time went by, I began to see the positive side of having such big boobs and I started to enjoy the attention they brought me from men. I know I’m not a raving beauty, but having such big boobs helped bring me my share of dates and a husband.”
I said, “Well, they are certainly beautifully formed. Please don’t be offended, but I have to tell you that your gorgeous tits are what’s going to be in my mind the next time that I… beat off.” She said, “What do you mean, “beat off?”
I replied, “You know, jack off, play with myself, …masturbate. You have been married, have children, I’m sure you’ve seen a man masturbate.”
She smiled and said, “You know, I’m from the hill country, the Bible belt. I was brought up in a very prudish setting. I was a virgin when I got married and we didn’t screw until the lights were out. When my husband wanted sex, he just turned out the light, asked me to get on my back and then stuck his cock in me. Then he moved back and forth until he finished, and then rolled over and went to sleep. I seldom saw his penis.
“Or prick”, I interjected,
“Much less see him play with it or stroke it.”
At this point, I got an idea that was so daring, I hesitated to bring it up for fear she would just throw me out of the house, but my rigid, throbbing prick impelled me to go forward. I said, “You know, our talk has got me very sexually excited. I really want to masturbate! I was thinking that as soon as I left here, I was going to go some place where I could take out my cock and jack it off until I shot a load of jizz.”
“If you wouldn’t think I was a terrible person and if you wouldn’t tell a soul, I would do it right here, in front of you, so I could relieve the pressure in my prick and my balls, and… you could see how a man jacks off. It would have to be our secret, however.”
She gave me kind of a funny look and sideways smile, but said, “You naughty boy, would you really do that for me and not tell a soul?”
“Absolutely, I replied”.
She kind of giggled, hesitated, but finally said, “Well, O.K., but you’re sworn to secrecy.” I nodded my agreement. She said, “You can’t do it here in the kitchen, because of all the windows. Let’s go in the bathroom.” We got up and went into the bathroom, which was the next room.
I felt funny walking behind her with an enormous erection tenting out my pants, but I was very excited, anticipating what was going happen next.
We went into the bathroom. It was quite large in the style of the nineteen twenties and contained a washbasin, bathtub and toilet. There was a stool in one corner next to the tub. I undid my belt and dropped my pants. I turned toward her as I tugged down my jockey shorts and out popped my prick, hard and red, with the head almost purple.
She looked at it and said, “Oh what a big one, my husband’s was not near that thick.” She started to put out her hand to touch it and then jerked away, like it was a hot stove.
I smiled and said, “Clara, it’s okay, go ahead and touch it, in fact, I would like you to touch it.” She put out her hand and very gently grasped the shaft of my phallus, moving her hand up and down, increasing and decreasing her strength of her grip.
“My”, she said, “It’s much harder than I thought it would be and so warm.” She then reached down and cupped my balls and fondled them with care. She said, “You have a big, what is it called?” I said, “Scrotum, nut sac, …”
Suddenly, she took her hand away and said, “Listen, young man, we came in here so you could relieve some pressure in your penis and your balls. I didn’t anticipate touching each other like this.” I nodded in agreement and started to go over to the toilet. Toilets had been a favorite jacking off place for me many times in the past.
Then I stopped and asked, “Do you have any Vaseline? I usually lubricate my penis with it, when I jack off.” She went to a drawer and pulled out a jar of Vaseline and handed it to me. I opened it, put a quantity of it on my right forefinger and lubricated my protruding phallus with it. I then sat down on the toilet, grasped my penis with my right hand and started stroking it vigorously. She took a seat on the stool about 4 or 5 feet away and watched intently as I masturbated.
I sat with my legs spread wide apart, buttocks positioned on the front of the toilet, and leaning back, so she could have the best view of me stroking my hard prick. While I was terrifically excited, I was not going to blow my nuts any sooner than I had to, because I wanted to make it last as long as possible. As I masturbated, I varied my strokes and sometimes the position of my hands, occasionally turning my right hand so my thumb was closest to my body; sometimes just holding the base of my penis with my left hand and pulling on the glans with the thumb and first three fingers of my right hand; sometimes just slapping my penis with my hand to show how hard and red it was, but always returning to the “journeyman” thumb out stroking position.
She seemed to have trouble seeing in enough detail, because she started bending her head forward and squinting. So I said, “Clara, bring your stool closer, so you can get a better view of me masturbating.” I stopped beating my meat.
She stood up, picked up her stool, came over and sat down in front of me with about six inches separating our knees. I resumed stroking my prick. She peered intently at my right hand pistoning up and down my rigid, lubricated phallus.
I had started stroking my hard slippery prick fairly slowly, making long strokes from my scrotum thru the purplish, engorged head of my penis, but now I was having so much pleasure, I was beating off as fast as I could make my hand fly up and down my hard greased prick.
“Oh Clara,” I groaned. “I am really enjoying masturbating in front of a sexy looking woman like you. When I come I know I’m going to shoot a big load of …jizz!
She said, “You mean you’ll you shoot a lot of white …creme when you have a climax?”
I replied, “Yes, and it’s called jizz or jizm, but I’m not quite ready to come yet. I’m enjoying myself too much.”
She said, “I’m enjoying watching you. Your penis is so hard, it’s almost purple at the end. It obviously gives you great pleasure to jack off. It’s also giving me feelings I’ve never had before. Look at how hard my nipples have gotten.” She glanced down at her tits then. I could see the nipples pooching out her dress in both places and I got another idea…
I said, “Clara, while I’m masturbating, it would really enhance my pleasure, if you would, er ah, show me your…tits, or at least part of them.”
She rather coyly smiled and said, “Well, I guess it would be o.k. at this stage.” She then slowly pulled down the zipper holding her dress together, for about six inches, revealing a white lace brassiere exposing a long cleavage and the large white expanse of her big mammary glands.
I gasped and said, “My God, they’re huge!” She pulled the zipper down further and slowly exposed both breasts to me. She pulled her brassiere down in front under her tits. They were shaped like cannon shells with the nipples protruding like big pencil erasers. The nipples must have been at least an inch long and a half inch wide. The areolas were a couple of inches in diameter and dark purple in color with a network of faint blue veins going toward the nipples. She took her hands and hefted them up to me. I reached out with my left hand and touched one. It was silky smooth and soft. She let me run my hand over the nipples and tweak them. It was thrilling. My right hand was still pistoning up and down my hard cock all the while.
She said, “Are you getting close to a climax?”
“Yes, I am,” I said in a breathy voice.
“Will your… jizz shoot out from your penis any distance?”
“Yes, it will,” I said, in a breathy voice.
“How far?”
“Several feet.”
“Oh my, will it just be one stream, or more?”
“It’ll be several spurts, because I’m so sexually excited and I haven’t ejaculated for several days.”
She said, “Let me get a towel for my lap. I would love to have you shoot your … jizz on my boobs, but I don’t want to get any on my dress.” She then stood up, walked over to a towel rack, took one, came back and sat on the stool again. She then put the towel over her lap to catch any jizm spurts. I loved the way her big bare tits jiggled when she walked. She had to hold her dress up with one hand, so it didn’t fall down and expose the rest of her body to me. She watched me intently as I continued to vigorously masturbate. Her face was now flushed and there was a fine film of perspiration on her neck and upper chest.
I said, “Clara, I’m curious about something. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but I’d like to know if your pussy is wet or a little moist…”
She blushed and replied,”Well, I will tell you that I am very juicy in between my legs. It feels real good there and,… in my boobs. At first, I just thought I wouldn’t show you any more than my boobs and my nipples, but I have to confess that our talk and watching you has really gotten me, as they used to say, hot & bothered. I’m feeling so itchy and wet between my legs right now I really want to touch myself.”.
Well, Clara, I won’t think you’re a bad woman if you lift your dress and relieve yourself.”
She looked at me, smiled just a little and said, “If it’s our secret and you wouldn’t be embarrassed then I’ll show you my…pussy.” With that she lifted her bottom off the stool, spread her legs apart and pulled up her dress to her waist. To my surprise, she was not wearing any panties or hose. She sat back down on the stool with her legs spread and her pussy completely exposed.
Her pussy was surrounded with thick brown pubic hair down onto her legs and tapering up to her naval. Her outer labia were swollen and red. Her inner labia were a bright carmine. There was a clear fluid seeping out of her cunt.
She reached down with her right hand and started a light caressing action over the upper part of her pussy, then rubbing up and down her outer labia. She moaned softly and said, “Oh, it feels so good!”Then with her left hand she started fondling her big, beautiful breasts and every now and then tweaking her hard nipples.
She moaned softly as she lightly rubbed up and down on her vulva and said, “Oh, I haven’t been this sexually exited in years.”
I said, “You mean when you were married?”
She replied, “No, before that. My husband was a good man, but he didn’t know much about sex. When he got a hardon, he just wanted to stick it in me and work it as fast as he could until he shot his jizm. Then he would pull out and go to sleep. I never came while he was fucking me. I had to go into the bathroom and rub myself until I came. It wasn’t nearly as exciting as what you and I are doing right now!
She spread her legs slightly more open and with her left hand pulled up on the area just above her vulva. I could see her clitoris clearly now. It was red and distended. With the middle finger of her right hand, she lightly teased it by stroking it from below; then with her fore finger and middle finger she slowly, gently stroked and squeezed it on both sides from below.
At first, she stared intently at what she was doing, then she looked up at me and grinned. “She said, “I’ll bet you’re going to have a big climax. I want to see you shoot your jizz all over my boobs and my nipples.”
I said, ”Clara, I don’t want to come before you do. I want you to have a strong orgasm.”
She replied, “Oh, I know I’m going to have a powerful orgasm, but what will set me off is seeing you shoot a nice big load of jizz. That’ll make me come.”
A few seconds after she said that, I could feel myself start to come. This was going to be a gusher. I groaned, “Oh Clara, I’m going to come!” With that, I lost control and started to shoot thick spurts of jizz. I held my squirting prick so the jizz shot all over her big tits and nipples. It took several seconds for me to complete my ejaculation.
She exclaimed, “Oh my God, I have never seen anything like that. You must have shot a half a cup of jizm. One spurt of jizz had covered her right tit and was dripping off the nipple. There were two or three white tracks of semen on her left tit and several on the towel.
She now applied more pressure with her right hand and rapidly stroked her entire vulva with broad movements up and down, rubbing her labia, the entrance to her cunt and her clitoris. With her left hand, she was vigorously pinching both of her nipples.
Suddenly, she said, “Oh, I’m going to come…right now!’ With that she closed her eyes, audibly exhaled and brought her legs together on her hand. She stayed that way for several seconds, then brought her head up, inhaled, smiled and said, “That was wonderful! I haven’t had an orgasm like that in years!”
I replied, “Mine was as strong as I can remember.”
She then proceeded to wipe her vulva with tissues and cleaned her breasts off with the towel. She then pulled her brassiere back up over her breasts and zipped up her dress. She stood up and adjusted her clothing. I cleaned my penis with toilet paper and pulled my pants up. We then went back into the kitchen and finished our cold drinks. The ice in our glasses had melted but we didn’t care. Our conversation was quiet. We discussed the fact that neither of us had ever done anything like that before.
I told her, however, that I had enjoyed it immensely. She smiled and said she had also, but it was time to part. As I stood up to go, I said, “Just our secret, right?”
She came over, kissed me sweetly with soft lips, and said, “I’ll never tell a soul.” Then she smiled coyly and said, “By the way, I ‘ve got some more work around here for next week if you’re interested.”
“Am I ever!” I said. “I’ll be back at the same time.”
“Just give me a call before you come over,” she replied.
I walked out of the door and said, “Bye,… and thanks.” She smiled and winked.
THE END

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The Sisterhood Chapter Two: Secrets Revealed (aka Payback as a Bitch Chapter Two)

A Note From The Author
This story is the long awaited squeal to the hit “Payback as a Bitch” that was first published two years ago. Since then the plot of the series had somewhat mutated and I felt it needed a new title, however if you have not read the original then you might want to check it out first or not a lot of this will make sense. For all those of you who have read that original I thank you for the resounding success, I apologise for the bad spelling and grammar in the previous the last edition but English is not my first language. If you come across similar mistakes in this instalment please feel free to copy it to a word document and fix them before reading. As most authors I feel obligated to inform you that this story contains themes such as incest and anal sex, if these are not for you and you do read on then do not complain at the end. Constructive criticism and suggestions are always welcome to help me improve both this series and the others I am currently working on.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
The Sisterhood Chapter Two: Secrets Revealed (aka Pay Back as a Bitch Chapter Two)
Have you ever had one of those moments, where despite all the weird shit that’s happened in the last few days you still find yourself thinking ‘what the fuck’? I was kind of in the middle of one of those moments. My sister, Clare, was sitting on her bed with her tongue massaging our mother’s tonsils; even though this was pushing the boundaries of weird to a whole new level it was still incredibly hot. My sister as you know is a total knock out: long legs, tight ass, big tits (all of which I had had fun with) red hair and green eyes. My mum looks like a copy of Clare slightly gone to seed, she had a little more junk in her trunk, her boobs were even bigger the Clare’s though they had a bit more sag, but for a 39 year old she was in great shape given her habit of always dieting and exercising so she ‘didn’t end up like some of women she worked with.’
After about a minute the broke apart and mum reached over and brushed the hair out of Clare’s face in a very loving way, as in more then a parental loving way.
“I’ve got to go back to the office for a bit,” whispered mum, “but I’ll see what I can do about it when I get home. Just don’t tell anyone else, okay?” Clare looked with those big green eyes and slowly nodded. With that our mother got, kissed her one last time on the top of the head and turned to leave. I had just enough time to leap backwards, turn around and take a few steps when the door opened and she strode out. She look shocked to fine me there, obviously worried about what I might have overheard, but I just kept on walking and she must have just dismissed my appearance as coincidence because she didn’t pursue the matter.
I went back to my room and started fiddling around for a while, did a bit of writing on a report that wasn’t due till school was back. But seeing as how the report was about the history of slavery it only served to get me thinking about my own personal slaves and what I could do to them. Barely half an hour later and I was in need of a bit of relief, in the old days I would have just stayed in my chair and jerked off to some porn, but things were a lot better now. I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to Steph, just a basic ‘get your arse over here now, sort of thing, then I stood up, stretched out some cramps and went down the hall to pay a conjugal visit to my dear big sister.
As I walked in I saw her sitting at her computer with her back to me, but the weird thing is that she was watching the video of me a Stephanie from earlier that day. I crept up behind her and slid my hands over her shoulders and down the front of her blouse. She jumped a little in surprise as I did so and quickly reached up and closed the video and I began fondling her ample tits.
“You know,” I said, leaning down to whisper in her ear “if you started getting into this you might find that I can make it a lot more enjoyable for you.”
“Like how?” she huffed in disbelief, but I did sense a little hit of anticipation in her voice.
I swung the chair around to face me; she was wearing one of those little sundresses that barely made it halfway down her thigh. I reached down and slowly slid the fabric up past where her panties should have been, I say should have been because she wasn’t wearing any. I breathed in the musky scent of her womanhood before gently kissing my way up her thigh towards her pussy, I felt her shudder as I did so, squirming a little trying to get my mouth to her as fast as she could. But I was in no rush; I kept on teasing her, lightly flicking her outer lips and running the very tips of my fingers over the entrance to her love cannel. It wasn’t long before she was dripping juice onto the chair and her little clit started to poke it head out. I gave it just the tiniest of flicks with the tip of my tongue and Clare jumped about two inches back off the chair. I started running my tongue along the full length of her slit, still just barely touching her clit, making her shudder every time. As I did this slit two fingers into her pussy and slowly began working them back and forward until I was knuckle deep in my big sister, I hooked my fingers so that the knuckle of one was massaging her g-spot while the other was hooking over the edge of what I am told is the cervix. Clare was really starting to enjoy this, and by that I mean she had her legs up over my shoulders and had grabbed me by the back of the head and was trying to force my whole face into the pussy. I sucked her clit into my mouth and curled my tongue around it into a sort of cradle and began sucking, hard. Most guy seme to think that the clit is like a joy buzzer, but to quote one of the great Nina Hartley’s instructional videos ‘licking sucks and sucking rocks.’
“HOLY FUCK YES!” shouted Clare as her hips started bucking into my face and I began fingering her faster and faster. “I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA OH-OH-OH-OOHHHHHH-GOOOOODDDDDDD!”
And with that she seemed to go in to some sort of seizure, her whole body shook violently and screamed incoherent babble until her hands let go of my head, he legs went limp and her breathing slowed so that she just seemed out of breath.
I heard a small noise behind us and turned around to see Steph leaning up against the closet, her jeans were down to her knees and hand shirt was literally ripped open, she’d obviously been playing with her self while watching the two of us.
I got us and walked over to her, pushing her hand out of the way and slid my own into her panties. At the same time I started kissing her, she must have tasted Clare’s juices, and liked it, because her tongue was exploring every crevice it could find. After a moment or two I pulled away and looked at her, I saw that she was glancing over my shoulder at Clare and her pussy was becoming wetter in my hand.
“You wanna, have some fun with her?” I asked. Steph bit her lower lip slightly then nodded, not taking her eyes off Clare for a moment. “Fourth draw, under the towel, pick something fun.”
I gave her one last kiss before walking back to Clare, she was sitting right where I left her, her legs spread open and one had up rubbing her tit. I unzipped my trousers and turned to stand next to her, even though my dick was only half hard Clare needed no encouragement and quickly jerked me to full attention before taking me into her mouth and demonstrating her porn star level of cock sucking skill. Ever put you dick in a vacuum? I haven’t, mostly because I couldn’t find one that could handle me, but I imagine that that is the force with which Clare can suck.
She reached up and started stroking my balls with one hand while the other started playing with her tit, squeezing and pinching her nipple, making herself groan around my cock. I tore my eyes away from this in an attempt to stop myself from cumming to soon; I looked over at where Steph stood in front of the draws, totally naked, holding an L-shaped dildo. As I watched she inserted the smaller end into her pussy then pulled up what looked like a bikini bottom and sliding the long part of the dildo into place with a small click. The toy itself was about the same size as an aerosol can and the effect was that it looked as if Steph had sprouted a massive dick through the front of her panties.
Steph started stroking her temporary attachment, looking for all the world like a hermaphrodite jerking off, I guess the bit up inside her meant that the more it was stimulated the more she felt it. Now normally I’m not into that kinda stuff, but this and Clare sucking my already enraged dick had me about ready to explode. However I didn’t want to waste such an opportunity. I pulled Clare’s mouth away from my cock and in true porn star fashion she started gasping after it like a fish outta water. I turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Clare, I think our dear cousin in feeling a little left out,” I said, gesturing towards Steph, who was still stroking her plastic pal. “Why don’t you go show her just how much we want her to join in?” Clare need no further persuading, she got up and strode over to where Steph was and began kissing her full on French style. They were holding the backs of each other’s heads and seemed to be competing to see who could reach whose tonsils first. I decided that watching this was not going to help me stop from shooting my load so I striped off the rest of my cloths, swung my legs up on the bed and closed my eyes for a moment, trying not to hear the sound of them kissing.
After a few minutes, during which I was thinking about my pick for the NRL the season, the sound of kissing stoped and was quickly replaced by another familiar noise. I opened my eyes and looked around, Steph was standing right where I had left her, however Clare was kneeling in front of her and looked as if she was trying to suck her strap on right out of its holster. She was bobbing her head back and forward at an alarming rate, her red hair was waving behind her and I could see that both her hands were around Steph’s backside. Steph was holding Clare’s head and was effectively face fucking her, ramming the dildo down her throat and letting out a little grunt every time.
“That’s it you fucking bitch!” screamed Steph “Suck my fucking cock! OH FUCKS YES! THAT’S IT! FINGER MY ARSEHOLE YOU FUCKING LITTLE CUNT!”
If my erection had been receding it was now back in full force; Steph, when she wasn’t around Clare, had always struck me as being kind of a sweet girl. To hear such obscenities pouring out of her mouth, and at such a volume, had me seriously aroused.
“THAT’S IT I’M GONNA CUM!” cried Steph, literally beating her pelvis into Clare’s face. “HERE IT CUMS! OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP AHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHH!”
And with that Steph froze like a statue, her eyes wide and her luscious lips drawn out in one long low moan. Her hands had stoped abusing Clare’s face and were now instead holding her throat deep on the toy. I could see Clare was starting to have trouble breathing, if was a better man then I may have gone and helped her, but like I said, this was all payback.
After about thirty seconds or so I decided that it might not be so good for Clare to die of asphyxiation so I rolled off the bed and gently pulled her back from Steph’s hips. She came away coughing and spluttering, as she was wiping her own spit from around her mouth I led her over to the bed and lay back down. She sat down on the edge next to me but I didn’t give her much time to recover, instead I pulled her on top of me and dragged one leg over my side so that she was properly positioned. Clare got the idea pretty quickly and god bless her she reached down and started to guide my cock into her waiting pussy. I wondered whether it was just the threat of blackmail that had her working along so well, or if she was starting to really enjoy the situation, but all these thoughts were pushed out of my head as my dick was pushed into her. The feeling of her cunt was amazing, it was warm and we and so tight it felt like I was forcing my todger through a fleshy garden hose. She placed both her hands on my chest and started lowering her self down onto me, it took a moment for me to get my full length in, but once I was balls deep she started rocking back and forward so I was only slipping out and inch or so each time. The sensation was exquisite, both on my cock and the soft feeling of her bare skin on mine; I leaned forward and took one of her nipples in my mouth, rubbing the edges of her areola with my teeth and flicking the tip with my tongue. With my hands I reached around and grabbed her arse, spreading her checks apart as she growled deeply and began to pick up speed. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Steph in the corner, her hands back down the front of the strap on, I assume, fingering her clit.
I took Clare’s nipple out of my mouth and looked straight at Steph, when I had her eye contact I nodded towards Clare’s rising and falling arse. When Steph raised her eyebrows and just started I took one hand off Clare’s arse, pointed at her then slapped Clare’s arse with my hand making her moan even louder then she was already. Steph go the idea and crawled up on to the bed behind Clare, who completely oblivious and kept on fucking me. I could feel Steph’s soft tanned legs brushing against mind as she positioned herself, I helped her aim as well as I could but pulling Clare’s butt cheeks as far apart as they would go.
Clare suddenly stopped humping me and shot forward, almost dislodging me, her eyes were wide open and nothing but a small choking noise was issuing from her. In guessed you haven’t guessed this was because Steph had shoved what appeared to be the first half of the aerosol can sized strap on up her arse.
“AHHHHHHHH!” screamed Clare, trying to pull away, I put my hands on her shoulders as best I could to stop her moving. “You bitch! Take it out IT FUCKING HURTS!”
“No she’s not going to take it out,” I said with a stern look around at Steph, who had looked ready to obey “your just gonna have to relax and take it like a good little slut.”
Steph reached forward and grabbed Clare’s hips, slowly sliding her toy into her cousin’s arsehole. To my somewhat surprise Steph was smiling as she did so, as if this was something she had wanted to do for along time. The further she pushed in the further Clare slid back towards her, hence the further she slide onto my cock until finally she was fully impaled on both out tools.
Steph started to stroke her toy in and out of Clare’s arsehole, no more then about an inch or so; I could feel the dildo sliding up and down the base of my cock through membrane between her arse and pussy. I started pushing up into her as far as I was able and was delighted to hear she groaning with the effort of taking so much at once. Steph reached around with one hand and started massaging her left boob with one hand while the other crept between the two of us and started rubbing her clit. I brought my hand up and began rubbing her other tit and reached my face up to start licking her neck. As most know, or should know by now, there is a certain spot on a woman’s neck, right on to of one of the tendons usually, and if you lick it just right it can be better for her then licking her clit.
The effect of all this on Clare was unbelievable, she had always been a bit of a screamer, but this was setting the bar to a whole new level for sheer volume. She had her hands on my shoulders now and was sawing herself back and forward as if trying to get the two implements to shoot out the top of her head.
“HOLY SHIT! AHHHH! THAT’S IT! OH FUCK! OH OH FUCK! HARDER!”
“YOU LIKE THAT DON’T YOU!” I shouted, taking my mouth away from her neck and looking her in those big green eyes “YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE!”
“YES, YES, YES” she howled back to me.
“SAY IT!” I had to yell to make my self heard over her and Steph’s combined cried of ecstasy “TELL US WHAT YOU ARE!”
“I’M A WHORE!” she screamed, throwing her head back and crying to the ceiling. As she did so Steph too her hands away from her clit and breast and grabbed two handfuls of her flowing red hair, pulling her head back till I was sure her neck would snap. “I’M A STUPID FUCKING FUCKING WHORE! OH GOD I’M GONNA CUM. OHHHH SWEET JESUS AHHHH I’M GONNA CUM!”
“AND ME!” screamed Steph, now violently jerking Clare’s head back with every thrust. “AHHHH, I’M GONNA AHHHH AHHHHHHHHHH!”
It was all too much for me to bear; I thrust my dick one last time and shot my load deep into Clare’s womb. At the same instance Steph froze with her toy as deep into Clare’s arse as it would go, almost as if she was shooting her own load there too. And as for Clare, well from the way that her pussy was convulsing around my cock I guessed that her orgasm lasted nearly a minute. Her scream of pleasure and pain was at a volume beyond my ability to measure and I was sure that the cops were on their way.
When I had finally come down from my cumming I realised that both the girls were lying with their full weight on top of me. As gently as I could I rolled to the side and they both fell on to the bed. Clare was unconscious, but her breathing suggested that she was just asleep. Steph still had the giant strap on implanted in Clare’s arse but was blacked out herself and sleeping soundly. They were lying in the spoons position and I considered that I should probably do something to remove the toy so that Clare could walk when she woke up, but decided instead to just let them sleep it off. I slowly pulled my deflating cock out of Clare’s pussy then dragged the sheet from the end of the bed over the two of them. I don’t know why I did it but I was in a good mood and I think my feeling of hate towards Clare was beginning to fade. Then, with my lust temporarily slaked I wandered back down the hall to my own room, hoping I would be lucky enough to get some sleep myself.
Later that afternoon I was in the kitchen having a snack, or to be more precise I was eating my way through my third straight helping of leftovers (this much action really took it out of a guy and I needed to refuel). I was halfway through a bowl of what I think was pasta bake when my mother walked in, I assumed she was there to talk to me about the situation with Clare (and probably Steph for all I knew) but I had already resolved to stand my ground on the subject. She was wearing business suit with a short cut dress that showed off her slightly tanned legs, but other then that she was dressed pretty conservatively as usual.
She sat down across from me and waited patiently for me to finish my meal, this was a bit strange because usually she just expected me drop what I was doing and pay attention, however given the events of the past few day I was kind of at the point of not thinking of to many things as weird. When I had pushed the empty bowl away from me she quietly brought her hands up and looked across, almost seeming to be studying me for a moment before trying to speak.
“Son, there’s something we need to talk about,” she said, not taking her eyes off me.
“Like what?” I asked, thinking that playing dumb was as good a defence and any, or at least more entertaining.
“I know all about you and Clare, what you’ve been doing to her,” ‘here it comes’ I thought ‘the blatant stop it and leave her alone speech’ “and I wondering if we could make a deal on the subject,” she finished.
This was not what I had expected and it took a minute for me to compose myself before I could say, “You have my attention, what kind of a deal?”
“There are thing about this family you don’t know,” she began “thing that very few men really know. Your sister, myself, in fact nearly all the women in this family are members of and ancient society called The Sisterhood. It is sort of a group for women to help support each other, look after each other and love each other.”
“Okay,” I said slowly “not quite seeing what this has to do with anything.”
“It is forbidden for a women to ‘be with’ a man out side of The Sisterhood, we rely on each other for those needs.” It took me moment to get what it was that this meant, but only a moment.
“And what happens if they are ‘with’ another man?”
“They would be exercised from The Sisterhood and never allowed to return. I am the current High Priestess for this territory; Clare is supposed to take my place in a few years. You have to understand that The Sisterhood means everything to her, its what gives her the confidence to be her, she’d just always been a little, how would you say, free spirited.”
“So what’s this got to do with our deal?” I asked, now starting to think that she was just bullshitting me about everything.
“You see there are a few men in The Sisterhood, we call them our Champions. If you agree to keep silent about Clare’s actions, then I will make you one of them.”
“I don’t get it,” I said, not playing dumb anymore just genuinely confused.
“My dear boy,” my mother said, smiling slightly and reaching over to place the hand on my forearm. “There are not many Campions among The Sisterhood and while they have a few duties there main purpose it to do things for The Sisters that women simply can’t.”
“So you’re saying…” I started.
“There are over three thousand Sisters in this district and only twenty five Champions. You do this and, in exchange for your loyalty and service, no Sister will ever be able to refuse you, ever.”
“What kind of duties?” I asked.
“I’m afraid I can’t tell you yet, not until I know you’re with us.”
I was kind of struck dumb for a moment there, was she for real? Was there really a secret society of lesbians and bi-sexual women that I could have my way with if I agreed to this? There was only one way to find out.
“Okay then, Hight Priestess,’ I said with a smile “I’m in.”
“Come with me,” she said, smiling back at me, something she hadn’t done in years.
I was half expecting to be taken to some hidden chamber or secret passageway but instead we walked up stairs to my parent’s old room. Our parents split up when I was about ten and I think I’ve only seen my old man twice since then, I was beginning to think that maybe this had something to do with it.
My mother sat down on her bed, reached into her bedside drawer and fished out a small carved wooden box, inside she plucked out and small pendant on and length of silver chain. The medallion was made up of three coils or swirls I guess you could call them. They were arranged vertically, a large one in middle and two smaller ones on the top and bottom; thought the talisman was obviously made out of mental it was jet black and had distinct shine to it. What’s more it was insanely familiar.
“This,” my mum said, looping the chain around my neck and fastening it “is the symbol of The Sisterhood. Typically the Champions wear red ones, but the black signifies that you are my personal Champion, you my boy, are now The Champion of the High Priestess.”
“And this is it, all I have to do is wear this and I’m in?”
“There will offcourse be and official ceremony, but for now this will do.”
“Champion of the High Priestess,” I said, trying out my new title “I like it. So how do I tell who else is in the sister hood?” I asked, thinking of the opportunities before me.
“Any one who is wearing on of these,” she said, reaching in to her cleavage and pulling out and identical medallion, only this one was made of gold “no matter the colour, is a member of The Sisterhood.”
“And I can have sex with any of them?” I asked slowly.
“Well there is a lot more to being a Champion the just having sex with the sisters, certain duties you will have to preform and ceremonies to attend, some of it will be quite taxing on you. But yes, none of them will never refuse you,” she replied.
“Dose that include you?”
She leaned in and whispered in a husky voice, “Only of you want it to.”
I felt her silky soft hand slide up the inside of my thigh and stop just an inch or so from my cock, which was beginning to stir. I mimicked the movement on her, stopping so close from her pussy that I could feel the heat coming from between her legs. She leaned forward, trying to force my hand into her crotch but I pulled it back, enjoying the power I was having over the woman who had ruled so much of my life. She pulled back from my shoulder and gave me a very cheeky smile that I suppose most mothers aren’t really capable of.
She then leaned in and kissed me; it was not like Clare’s, or even Steph’s, style of kissing, it was way more gentle: passionate, but not lustful. I enjoyed feeling her tongue play around my teeth as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse and let it slide to the floor. She reached down and undid my jeans and slide the down to my knees, her kissing was far more powerful then I had thought because without even noticing I had become fully hard. I felt my mother’s hand slowly caressing my manhood and she seamed to pause her kissing while figuring out just how large I was.
As we continued to kiss she began pulling me froward until she was lying flat on her back with me on top of her. I reached up her thigh and unbuttoned her skirt, as I pulled it out from underneath her I realised that she wasn’t wearing any panties. I kicked my jeans off he rest of the way and began rubbing my cock up and down her slit, feeling her juices flowing onto my shaft and hearing her moan in my mouth.
“Mmmmm,” she sighed, breaking the kiss and tilting her head back “don’t tease me, it’s been so long.”
“So long?” I asked, still refusing to penetrate her, “but I thought the Sister…”
“So long since I’ve been with a man,” she groaned.
I decided that if she really needed it that bad I’d give it to her. I slid a little lower and thrust my cock into her waiting pussy. You’d think that a woman who had had two kids would not be a tight as one who hadn’t, but my mother’s cunt wrapped around me and started milking my dick for all it was worth. I guess not having a real dick in her for so long had somehow made her tight again.
Unlike her daughter or niece she didn’t bellow or scream out profanities as I slowly fucked her. Instead her breathing came and deep rattling moans and let out a soft gasp every time I pushed in to her. I bent forward and began licking her breasts, just brushing her nipples with he tip of my tongue at first before taking them into my mouth and sucking them till they diamond hard. We kept going like this for quite sometime, all sense of reality was lost as we rock back and forward. The fact that she was so beautiful and the fact that she was my mother was quickly bringing me to the edge.
“Oh yes,” she began whispering, seemingly to herself. “Oh yes, that’s it, oh yes, oh, oh, oh.” When reached up and pulled my to her, our lips meeting passionately and waves of pleasure crashed through her body.
“I’m almost there,” I said, leaning back and looking her in the eyes.
“Oh let me taste it,” she moaned, her own orgasm diminishing. “I need to taste it.”
I pulled out of her and rolled to the side, eagerly she reached for my manhood began to stroke me, but before she could get her moth around it my body tensed and I came. The first few streams flew onto her chest before she engulfed me and drained every last drop from my body. I looked down and saw her licking what she could from herself, her eyes closed as she relished the taste. She crawled up and lay down next to me, letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction. I put my arm around her and gave her a hug, she wrapped her arms around me and we lay there for some time, just relaxing and enjoying the feeling of being so close to each other. It was a while before I got up and headed for the door.
“I have things to,” I said to her as I opened the bedroom door.
“Remember what I said” whispered my mother, seeming to be on the edge of sleep “you have to let Clare go now, she’s yours anytime now, but you can tell anyone about her and Mr Derren.”
“I remember,” I said, closing the door behind me as I left her to get some much-needed rest.
It was getting on to midnight by the time I finally got around to seeing Clare. I walked across the landing, laden down with a number of disks and pushed her door open. She was sitting propped up in bed with a book open in front of her and her reading glasses on. She hardly ever wore them, preferring contact lenses, but to perfectly honest I though that they made her look sexy in a totally different way. Like a cute girl from the library, who is hot as hell but seriously inexperienced, a lot of guys don’t like glasses but I kind of do.
“Hey I got something for you,” I said and placed the pile of data storage devices on her desk where she could see them. “This is all the stuff I had on you, I’ve already gotten ride of Steph’s but wanted you to have these.”
She looked at me over the top of her glasses of a moment, as if warring with her self, then she swung around and pulled back the covers on her bed revealing a pink, almost see through nightie and crossed the room towards me.
“So mum’s made you a Champion then has she?” she asked warily.
“Actually,” I replied, fishing the black pendant out of my shirt “I am now The Champion of the High Priestess. But don’t worry, I’ve got plenty more girls to keep me occupied now, so your secrets safe with me.”
Clare stood there for a bit as if trying to come up with the right words, then she reached over picked up the disks and handed them back to me.
“Why don’t you hang on to these for a while,” she said with the slights hint of a smile.
For the umpteenth time that day I found myself struck dumb, standing there looking at my sister the words took a while to form in my brain then seemed to have to fight their way to my mouth.
“But wasn’t this what you wanted? For me to not have any control over you like this?”
“I though it was,” she sighed, then sank down on the bed and stared at the floor for a minute before speaking again. “Look there’s something you don’t know about me.”
“Yeah, I’ve been getting that a lot today.” I said, sitting down next to her.
“Since I was thirteen I’ve really cared about you, as in, more then I should have, as in more then a sister should.”
“You mean as in…?”
“I wanted you, for so long, but I couldn’t do it because I’m your sister and I’m a Sister.”
“They why were you such a bitch to me for so many years?”
“I guess I though that if you hated me then these feelings would stop,” she said, still looking down at the floor.
“But I’m a Champion now,” I said, sitting down next to her “I don’t need leverage over you for us to have sex.”
“Its just, look, I’ve always been in charge,”
“Yeah tell me about it,” I muttered.
“But the last few days, being your slave, the way you dominated me, it was just, I don’t know, unbelievable. I just don’t want it to stop.”
“You mean,” I though for a moment “you want to keep being my slave?”
“Yes,” she turned around and looked at me with a million dollar smile I hadn’t seen in years “Master.”
I leaned in and kissed her, is funny, after everything I had already done to her I had never really kissed her. As we frenched I stretched around behind her and started groping her arse. She leaned forward to grant me more access and her kissing became all the more passionate.
“You like my arse don’t you?” she smirked.
“Is that a trick question?” I chuckled and gave her a slap on the butt, causing her to jump a little.
“Back of the closet,” she whispered. “I think you’ll find something you’ll like.
Not having any idea what else Clare could possibly have hidden in her room I opened the closet and reached back to grasp a long thin pole in the corner. I pulled it out and turned around to see Clare bent over the bed, with her legs planted on the floor and her arse high in the air. It was then that I noticed what it was that I was holding in my hand: it was a riding crop.
“Why do you have a riding crop in your closet?” I asked as I walked over to her.
“Duh” she said, craning her neck around to look at me “to use on people.”
“Like who?” I asked, testing the weight of the implement in my hand.
“Steph, mostly,” she responded, looking at the growing bulge in my pants. “We get together a lot, she’s actually very submissive.”
“So you’re the one in charge?”
“Usually, yeah,”
Before the words were even out of her mouth I let loose and swatted her with all my strength across the left arse cheek. She squeaked and dug her fingers into the bedspread.
“Not any more your not,” I growled.
I continued to smack her across the arse, even though I now knew the reason for it all that still didn’t change the fact that she had made my life a bit of a misery for many years, and by god she was going to pay for it. I lifted up her nightie exposing her bare backside and started taking out all my frustrations on that gorgeous piece of flesh. Her butt was soon red raw but still I didn’t stop, I don’t know if she want me to.
“Stop! Please!” she shouted each time I struck her “Please! Stop! Don’t! Stop! Please! Don’t! Stop! Please don’t! Stop! Please, don’t, stop! Don’t STOP! PLEASE DON”T STOP!” the more she screamed the more I liked it, I slid out of my pants and took my cock in hand, jerking it and I slapped her arse. I saw her hand snake its way between her legs and start fingering her now dripping pussy. I kept up my assault with the riding crop, watching her play with herself. At the final moment, right before she was about to hit her peak I stopped spanking her and pulled her hand away from her clit. She fought me at first but I’m much bigger and stronger then she is and I soon wrestled her to the bed.
“Please,’ she begged, “Please I need to come!”
“So com already,” I replied lying back down on the bed. Without needing to be told she quickly straddled my waist and assumed the reverse-cowgirl position.
“OH-YESSSSSS!” she growled as her pussy sank to envelope my cock. She must have still been on the verge of orgasm as it only took only a few stroked before she was thrashing around screaming, “YES! YES! YES!”
She then began riding me in earnest, bouncing her hip up and down and leaning back a little further each time until she her hands were either side of my head and her knees had lifted her into a crab walk. I reached up and grabbed both her gorgeous and began massaging them with the palm of my hands, causing her to start bouncing even faster. Considering how I hadn’t cum in nearly ten hours it wasn’t long before I felt that familiar sensation bubbling in my loins. I slid my hands down to her hips and at the last second pulled her down onto me, holding her in place while I shot my load deep into her. It must have been just enough to send her over the edge as she let out a particularly violent “AHHHHHHHH!” then the arms and legs gave way and she collapsed onto me.
We lay like that for a few minutes, while my cock deflated inside her and our breathing began to normalise. She rolled over, staying on top of me, my now limp dick slipping out of her love tunnel.
“I love you,” she said looking in my eyes, and in that moment all the feeling of resentment, anger and hate that I had felt up until then simply slipped away.
“I love you, too,” I whispered, and it was true. Not like I wanted to move to Alabama, marry her and have kids or anything, but not like she was just my big sister anymore. It was something more, something deeper then that.
We kissed one last time, then rolled over, pulled up the covers and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I woke up the next day around noon, still in Clare’s bed with her snuggled up beside me and for the first time in years I had no morning wood. My muscles were stiff and felt like I could do with a shower and a hot meal before getting on with the remainder of the day. As I walked out on to the landing I looked down into the living room and saw Steph and my mum on the couch kissing passionately with their hands down the front of each others pants. I guess that now I was in on the whole deal they had a bit more freedom to do that sort of thing in the house, I guess that it was kind of the reason that I had been so much of an outsider, everyone else had been in on some big secret and I had been completely left out, until now that is.
For a moment I thought about going down to join them but considering that I could get in on this any time I instead opted for a shower, promising my genitals I would make it up to them later.
Despite the actions of yesterday I found myself getting hard in the shower, guess my morning wood was just a little late to arrive. By the time I hopped out I was sporting a full eight-inch hard on that refused to go away. I was about to get dressed but decided what the hell, the house was nice and warn and besides it would probably make a lot of thing easier.
I headed down stairs and into the kitchen, after empting the contents of a bottle of milk I headed into the living room to watch a bit of telly. I had completely forgotten about mum and Steph, that is until I walked in and saw them in a full on sixty-niner right in the same spot where I had fucked Clare a few days before. Steph was on the bottom with her legs spread wide and my mum going to town on her exposed pussy, I could see my mum going nuts fingering Steph like she was trying to push the stop button on a nuke launcher. As I watched the tow of them began to climax; Steph sitting back on mums face while still fingering her clit and mum bucking her hips, letting loose muffled screams into her niece’s pussy.
As the two of them came down they finally noticed me sitting on the lounge with a massive erection in my lap. Neither of them seemed surprised by my appearance as they disentangled themselves from each other and lay back on the carpet in the perfect display of seductiveness.
“About time you got up,” said my mum from the floor “Steph and I were getting bored waiting.”
“I’m glad to see you found a way to pass the time,” I said, beginning to rub my ragging hard-on.
“You might not want to do that just yet,” she said, standing up and sitting on the lounge next to me. “You’ve got a big day ahead and you may want to save your self.”
“Big day?” I asked, letting go of my dick and looking around at her, “Doing what?”
“Today,” she said reaching out and giving my cock a gentle squeeze, “we start making you into a Champion.”
To Be Continued…
In the next instalment of The Sisterhood: our hero begins to delve into the world of the Sisters, discovering just how deep their society runs. He starts to learn their way and finds out his mom was right: ‘there’s a lot more to being a Champion the just having sex.

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Sneaking Off

We’re at home… have lots of company and we’re all outside… bonfire going, everyone drinking and having a great time… I’m watching you… I love watching you… you make me so crazy in so many ways… you make me hot… everything about you turns me on… you’re walking around, talking to different people, laughing and joking… you’re making your way back to me and I’m watching… now with things running thru my mind… one side of my brain telling me, no, you have people everywhere… the other side telling me… you want him and now… you’re in front of me and it snaps me outta my thoughts of you… but not entirely… you bend over facing me and move in for a quick kiss… i don’t think so… I put my arms up instantly and around your neck… I love you Baby… i whisper it to you… pull you in to me and kiss you soft on your lips… before my mind can even take over with what my desires are telling me to do, your tongue slips between my lips and into my mouth… I’m stunned for a split second and then right with you… sucking your tongue… moving around in your mouth… breathing into to… I’m looking into your eyes and we both know what the other one is thinking… no words spoken… we kiss just a little longer and you pull back… ‘where?’ i whisper… and you know… you grin and without hesitation answer… ‘meet me in the bathroom, give me 2 minutes’… you stand up and snap right back into mingle mode… no one is even aware… or maybe it’s me… I’m just that consumed in thought of what’s coming… I’m completely aware of what I’m feeling… I’m covered in chills, anxious and my nipples are already rock hard just thinking of you… I get up and in passing say a thing or two to a couple people and make my way to the house… my excitement growing… my mind racing… I make my way to the bathroom and slip inside unnoticed… within what seemed like seconds, you’re at the door… ‘let me in Baby’… and I do… fast i open the door and pull you inside… shut the door and I’m all over you… you make me so crazy… i love you… your back is to the door… one hand behind you struggling to lock it and your other hand holding the back of me neck as we kiss… pulling me into you… hot, wet… open mouth kissing… our tongues dancing around each other… licking your lips… pulling on them with mine… your hands are all over me now… pushing my hair back, sliding inside of my blouse at my shoulders… and now tugging at it from the bottom… I’m crazy… struggling with you and against you too… still kissing… feeling wild… your hands are under my blouse… running all over me… My hands are all over you… your head, shoulders… crawling down your arms and chest… working my way into your shorts with one hand my hand surrounds your dick… you’re already rock hard and it send a wave thru me… and a soft moan escapes my throat… still kissing, sucking your tongue and exploring your mouth, I moan into you… thru our kissing and you release a low, soft groan… your hands are working my buttons now… opening my blouse you grab my tits, hard and are squeezing them… not even trying to undo my bra, you just work your hands under each side and push it up… my tits coming out below it and right into you hands… your fingers circling and pulling at my hard nipples… I’m rubbing and massaging your hard dick… both of us panting now… I squat down… balanced on the fronts of my feet… and with both hands moving down your thighs I slide your shorts down… just enough to let your dick out and be able to grab your ass… hands free, still roaming all over your thighs and ass, I start licking you… kissing you… from the bottom of your dick all the way to the head… pressing it against you… holding you there with my mouth… breathing hot all over it and sucking my up and back down the side of your dick… you’re hands are tangled in my hair now and you’re letting out soft moans… leaned fully against the door now… one hand is clutched on your thigh and the other is holding you dick… bringing it to my mouth… a few times i lick all the way around the head and then looking up at you I take it… sliding fully down on you and sucking on my way back up… I take it all… and am looking at you… you holding my head and fucking my mouth… moving me on you… your eyes rolling back and your biting your lip to keep quiet… my pace increases… harder and faster I’m sucking you… your dick sliding over my tongue and into my throat… your hands are at the side of my face and gently you push me back, grab my shoulders and pull me to standing… you push me back toward the sink… I’m unbuttoning my shorts and your hands are sliding inside of them… shoving them down and my panties are going with them… my ass against the cold sink, you grab it… both sides and lift me up, sit me down on the edge…. you’re tugging fast at my shorts… I pull one leg back and slip my foot out of them… they’re left hanging around my other leg… one hand holding onto each side of the sink, I lean back… you slide your hands down my inner thighs and spread my legs… i balance one foot on the wall and the other leg rests on your shoulder… my back is already arching just knowing whats coming… no wasting time… you move right in… your mouth coming down on me like you own my pussy… your hands gripped on my ass and your thumbs holding my pussy open… licking, sucking my clit, slipping your tongue in and out of me… all over, your tongue flicking wildly all over my soaking wet pussy… I’m wiggling under you… gasping and trying to be as quiet as I can stand… I want to watch you… watch you eat my pussy… I can’t I’m getting wild and my head is thrown back… licking my lips and I can’t stay quiet… I’m holding desperately to the sides of the sink and trying not to scream out… with one hand I shove you back and I slide down off the sink… you immediately spun me around and bent me over the sink… one hand flat on my back and holding me there… your other hand holding your dick and rubbing it from my hot, wet pussy up to my ass and back down… teasing me… me not knowing where its going, not caring, just wanting you in me… I whisper at first…’fuck me’… with one hard thrust you’re in my pussy… I’m lost… let out a loud moan… the way my ass feels against you… the way my tits are bouncing… you’re fucking me hard.. and getting harder every time… holding my waist tight… pulling me into you with every push… I’m watching you in the mirror… watching you fuck me and it’s only making me hotter… making me fuck you back harder… louder now… ‘fuck me Tom, just fuck me’… and you are… bringing me to the tips of my toes with every thrust… my head sideways now… my hair all over the place… fucking me hard and fast… I’m biting my lip… i wanna scream… I wanna tell you how good your hard, hot dick feels in me… we’re fucking like crazy now… no attempt to be quiet any longer… our bodies slapping together… breathing hard and groaning… i’m begging you to fuck me harder… you’re trying to whisper and telling me how hot and wet my pussy is… and just as my pussy tightens around your dick… ready to come all over you… you pull out of me… i let out a gasp… your holding your dick and rubbing it from my pussy all the way up my ass… your other hand on the small of my back… rubbing my pussy juice all over my ass… I know what’s coming… I know what I want for sure… ‘yes’ i moan in a cracked whisper… ‘yes Baby’… slowly you work your dick into my ass… slipping your head in and out… i’m melting under you… want you to keep doing it just like you are and yet wanting you to fuck me good… slowly you’re going in and out of my ass… a little farther each time… holding my ass cheeks… pulling my ass open with your thumbs…. now fucking me hard… watching your dick go in and out of my ass… moving me and the sink with every push… ‘yes Baby, fuck me…fuck my ass’… sweat running down your face… I’m watching again… watching you fuck me and it’s making me insane… I can’t even hold back… don’t care who’s out there… I’m begging you now… moaning it out… ‘please Baby, just fuck me’… looking down still… watching yourself fuck me you just nodd… biting your lip and fuck me even harder and faster… you lean in over me… slowing now… riding me… all the way in my ass… one arm wrapped around my middle… holding me close to you… your other hand sliding down my stomach to my hot, wet pussy… spreading my pussy lips with your fingers… exploring my pussy… slipping your finger just barely in every time you stroke it… I’m holding the sink… my fingers locked around the edges… losing myself fast… your head is next to mine… breathing hot on me… low moans… whispering to me… ‘you feel so good on my dick’…. ‘i love fucking you’…you’re making me crazier with every word… I can’t take it any more… your fingers inside of me now… moving in motion with you riding me… riding my ass and slow fucking me… ‘fuck my ass Baby, c’mon, fuck me, fill me up’….im begging you again… quieter and lost in you now… feels so fucking good… feels so right… i love you… you pull out… your dick slips between my legs… between my pussy lips… i tighten my legs around you… holding your dick there against my pussy… feeling you sliding back and forth on it… I lower my hand… fast… I want you back in me… I’m about to come and I wanna come all over that dick… I raise my ass a little… guide you back into my pussy and just in time… breathing heavy… our bodies tightening together… I’m coming hard… my eyes closed and my head against the mirror… pushing into you… you’re laying over me… both arms wrapped around me now… holding me as close as you can… I feel you… sense your breathing change… feel your body lock around me… feel you push into me as far as you can and feel you explode in me… slowly riding me again… you’re breathing deep and your cum is spilling out of my pussy and down the inside of my thighs…. you stand up and slide outta me… I’m limp… still lost… you smack me on the ass and tell me to clean up and meet you back out side…

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Gym BAng 1

Based on a real event.
Eric sat in the deserted sauna, relaxing after a good work-out. His demanding career left him with little free time, but Eric stuck to his discipline of regular exercise even when on one of his many business trips. The results showed on his toned and evenly-muscled body, making him look a few years younger than his actual age.
After a hard workout with Raymond, his personal trainer, Eric rushed to catch the remaining few minutes in the sauna before the fitness center closed at 11 pm. He preferred working out in the fitness centers of four- or five-star hotels because It afforded more privacy and luxury unlike the regular fitness center chains. The sauna heat covered his pumped-up body, as he enjoyed some peace and quiet on a slow night like tonight. Eric usually liked working out at very late hours anyway, when almost everyone else had left, leaving only one or two other late-night gym rats and fitness staff.
Through the small glass window of the sauna, he could see the deserted locker room hallway, with the row of shower cubicles lined up on the right, and 3 small massage rooms on the left. The fitness center of this hotel offered in-house massage for its members and hotel guests, usually done by some of the gym trainers who doubled up as masseurs.
A few minutes before closing time, a lean-muscled guy walked out of one of these massage rooms, followed by his masseur, who Eric recognized as one of the gym trainers, a massively built guy named Dominic.
“OK, Brian… see you in a while”, Dominic waved to the lean-muscled guy who was heading for the sauna, as he walked away to collect the towels and tidy up the rest of the locker room for closing time.
“Thanks, Dominic…”, Brian replied to his masseur, as he opened the sauna door. He gave Eric a shy smile, and readjusted the white towel wrapped around his middle before settling himself on the bench across Eric. He leaned back on the wooden sauna walls and closed his eyes.
After a few minutes, Brian stirred a little and stretched his legs, causing his towel to open up slightly. To Eric, Brian just looked so desirable and hot…stretched out with his eyes closed, his motionless lean body starting to glisten with sweat.
Thinking that the fitness center was now empty except for himself and the other guy Brian in the sauna and Dominic, the fitness trainer-massuer, Eric started to play with himself, discreetly rubbing his hardening cock through his towel, and hoping that Brian would open his eyes and get the cue. When suddenly the sauna door opened and Raymond walked in. “ “Hi, Eric….Hi, Brian, …..just soaking in a little heat, before showering and packing up…”, he said. Raymond was the night shift gym supervisor, and also Eric’s personal trainer for the past few months.
With Raymond now in the sauna with them, Eric dared not do anything.
After a few more minutes, Brian wrapped up his towel and left to shower. As the gym was already closing soon, Eric also left the sauna to shower, while Raymond started to shut down the sauna and turn off the lights in that section of the facilities.
Eric entered the shower, just as Brian was leaving the shower … with his towel loosely slung over his shoulder, revealing a nice tight ass, and a glimpse of his cock, partly hidden by the towel as Brian walked butt naked back to his massage room to get dressed. Eric also saw that Raymond had left the sauna area and had quickly donned his track pants and T-shirt, and seemed to be on his way out.
Eric quickly dressed, but before leaving….he looked around the locker room and down the hallway. It was serenely quiet. The other guy (Brian’s masseur) was nowhere to be seen. Probably he was off delivering the pile of soiled towels to the laundry area. But Eric noticed that one of the massage rooms, where Brian was getting dressed, was open and there was a small light on.
Slinging his gym bag over his shoulder, Eric slowly walked down the quiet locker room hallway. When he passed the open and dimly lit massage room, he saw Brian leaning against the massage bed, smoking a cigarette, with a far-away unfocused look on his face…naked. Brian was slowly jacking a semi-hard cock. Eric stopped in his tracks, his heart quickly pounding, and he could feel his face heating up. He was glued motionless staring at Brian. When Brian saw Eric, he quickly covered himself, and turned away. Eric was aroused but disappointed because it seemed Brian didn’t want anyone to intrude on his private moment. So Eric just walked on down towards the far end of the hallway. He stood in the darkened sauna area catching his breath, before walking back up the hallway. When he passed the still-open door, he peered in and saw Brian now lying on his back on the massage bed, slowly stroking his hardening cock. Eric broke out in a sweat, and looked longingly at the growing big boner, which seemed to be more than 7-inches…a good deal of it stuck out past Brian’s fist as he slowly jacked himself. Staying quiet, Eric stood there and watched Brian jack himself off. Not being able to stand it any longer, Eric quietly dropped his bag by the door, and tiptoed into the room. He tried to close the door very quiety behind him. Approaching the massage bed, he slowly reached out to caress Brian’s balls with his left hand, while gently grazing Brian’s cock head with his right. This time, Brian just let go, and allowed Eric to play with his cock.
Eric moved to the side of the massage bed. The sight of Brian’s lean muscled body inflamed Eric. He leaned over Brian’s hard chest to lick his left nipple, then his right. Brian arched his back and let out a slow moan. Giving in to his growing lust, Brian spread his legs to allow Eric’s caressing hands to grab his balls and stroke his cock. Eric was now licking Brian’s chest, and then slowly worked his way down Brian’s hot torso… slowly licking and kissing the tight abs, following the thin hair trail leading further down. Brian had his eyes closed and was breathing deeply. Eric opened his mouth. Without bothering to first gently lick Brian’s cock head, he just swallowed all of Brian’s thick long cock in one gulp…straight down his throat.
“Aaaaaarrgggh….”, Brian gasped loudly, as Eric’s throat muscles squeezed on Brian’s invading cockhead. Tightening his slurping mouth on Brian’s rock hard cock, Eric pulled up and dove back down again, while his tongue swirled around Brian’s cock. His right hand continued to tweak Brian’s left nipple, while his left hand reached under Brian’s balls, to lift up his ass and drive Brian’s cock even deeper into his mouth. The only thing on Eric’s mind was that he wanted to impale himself on Brian’s thick juicy cock. He lips worked itself up the throbbing flesh while his left hand pushed Brian’s ass upward, and then in the next stroke, he dove deep down the whole length, driving Brian’s cock straight down his mouth and throat in one gulp.
While he slurped up and down on Brian’s cock, gorging himself on the meaty hot rod, Eric started to rub his own hard cock, still wrapped in his blue-gray gym shorts, against the side of the massage bed. Brian was breathing deeply in one moment, then moaning deeply in the next.
As Eric sucked on Brian’s cock, he glance landed a small bottle of oil by Brian’s outstretched legs. Without letting go of Brian’s cock in his mouth, he reached out for the bottle, snapped open the plastic lid and let some oil dribble out on his left fingers. Eric started to knead Brian’s ball. His oiled fingers worked its way to Brian’s hole. He wasn’t sure Brian would be okay with some ass play because he seemed like a dominant and hot-pounding top guy.
But as Eric probed firmly around the pulsing hole, Brian started to spread his legs out some more, and lifted up his ass to meet Eric’s probing fingers. Without letting go of Brian’s cock in his mouth, Eric pushed in a finger into Brian’s hole and firmly massaged Brian’s prostate area.
“AAAAAAaaaaarrggghh….”, Brian moaned loudly, as he spread out his legs up into the air, and his hand reached out for his cock to jack it.
Eric reached out to keep Brian’s hands away from his cock, wanting to just use his mouth, while he aggressively started to finger fuck Brian’s well-lubed hole first with one finger, then with two fingers.
Brian’s hole hungrily tightened around Eric’s fingers. Eric thought, this guy’s been fucked before. In fact, he loves being fucked…!!!
Brian was now thrashing about wildly on the massage bed, as Eric slobbered over Brian’s cock, and his fingers ravished Brian’s hole.
Then, Brian suddenly sat up, pushed Eric off his cock, and pulled out Eric’s hand from his ass. His eyes were glazed over, and he inhaled deeply as he tried to regain control of his senses. But his hands were on his cock, jacking it off.
Brian got off the massage bed, and grabbed a cigarette from the sidetable by the door. Eric noticed all of Brian’s clothes and stuff strewn all over the table and floor, along with packs of condoms and cigarettes. Strangely, there were also a number of beer cans on the table. “Hmmm….was there some kind of party going on here earlier with Brian and his masseur…?”, Eric wondered.
As Brian lit up another cigarette and leaned against the massage bed, he grabbed Eric by the shoulders and pushed him down on his knees. Eric was hot to get Brian’s big slab of meat down his throat again, so he opened his mouth and engulfed it hungrily.
Occasionally, Brian would draw out his cock from the grip of the tight mouth, to smack Eric’s face with it, before putting it back on his outstretched tongue. On his knees now, Eric reached into his own shorts to bring out his cock and start stroking it.
What a hot sight… a mature, dignified-looking and built guy down on his knees, his shorts bunched around his thighs with his cock in his hand, and a tall lean-muscled dark-skinned young man pushing his burgeoning cock into a tight mouth.
The door slowly creaked open, and out of the corner of his eyes, Eric saw Brian’s trainer-masseur quietly walk in. Dominic picked up a can of beer from the side table and drank it down, while standing there, watching Eric gorge himself on Brian’s pulsing cock. Having another guy, this well-built fitness trainer in gym shorts and tight blue tank tops, watching him feast on Brian’s long thick cock blew Eric’s mind away.. “What now…?”, he eagerly wondered.
Eric longed for Dominic to join in. Dominic had a massive body-builder’s frame, and was all grade-A prime meat. He tried to reach out to grope Dominic’s crotch through his gym track pants. But Dominic just stood there slightly out of reach, holding his beer can. And as silently as he came in, Dominic put his can of beern down, left the room and closed the door behind him.
After a few minutes, Dominic knocked on the door, and called out that it was way past closing time. Brian pushed Eric off his cock, and walked out the door…fully naked with his big erect cock leading the way. Brian walked up and down the deserted hallway a bit. Seeing no one else around, he returned to the room. He led Eric back in with him, pushed him back down on the floor to continue the wet and deep blowjob. This time, the door remained open. In a few minutes, Dominic was back.
“It’s way past closing time. You’d better wrap this up now. “ Dominic, said. “I have to close down the place”, he added before walking away.
“I need to cum…..”, Brian hoarsely whispered, as he grabbed his cock and started vigorously jacking it, while slapping it on Eric’s outstretched tongue. Still he didn’t seem to be close to cumming. He kept jacking his hard cock even harder and moaned some more.
Dominic returned, and told Eric…”Hey sir, I have to bring you out now, because we’ve locked the front door”.
Disappointed and horny, Eric stood up and pulled up his gym shorts over his still-raging cock. He picked up his bag and followed Dominic to the reception area.
Dominic let Eric out, locked the door behind him, and walked back in, probably to wait for Brian to pack up all of his stuff and lead him out too.
Hot, horny and frustrated, Eric slowly walked out of darkened fitness center foyer with a raging hard-on. He couldn’t get his mind off Brian… and Dominic…
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Sarah’s Dick

Hiya, my name is Sarah. I’m 13 years old. I’m pretty (everybody says so), blonde hair, green eyes and pink lips. I live in California and spend a lotta time outside so it’s kinda hard not to get a tan you know? I’m happy with how I look. I’m slim (“too skinny” my mom says, always tries to make me eat more,) but I like it, all my favourite celebs are skinny! I’m not tall but that’s okay, can always find a nice tall guy to reach for me ha ha. My boobs haven’t started to get big yet but mom says they will soon and not to worry. The only thing that I don’t like about my body… I’m embarrassed to say. The only other people who know are my parents… Okay, I think I trust you. I was born with both sex organs, that is I have both a vagina and a penis. See? I told you it was embarrassing. Normally the penis is removed but there was a complication that stopped them removing mine. It’s never been a problem before (except wearing really tight panties to hide the bulge down there) but recently… well I looked it up online, it’s called getting erections. They happen at really odd times too! Like when I’m with the girls and look at their bodies (can’t help looking sometimes) or when I see a cute guy. It first happened a few days ago. I was at school and daydreaming as usual. I was looking at Cindy Michaels legs, wishing I had legs like that, so long and pretty. She was wearing shorts cause it was really warm that day. Suddenly I felt a tingle and a warmth in my skirt. Next thing my panties felt way too tight, my dick was getting bigger! It started to hurt me, got too big for my panties. I couldn’t adjust myself cause of all the other kids. I whimpered and a girl looked round at me. I tried to give her my best smile and it must have looked convincing because she turned back to the chalkboard. Thankfully it got so long that the tip poked out the top of my underwear, giving me some comfort. The feel of the fabric rubbing against it made my penis feel really good. After a long time it shrank again and I was able to concentrate on the class again.
That evening when I came home I went straight to my room. I unbuttoned my shirt and lay it on the bed. My nipples felt strangely warm and a little swollen. I stepped out of my skirt and shoes and looked down. I could see the fine hairs on my belly standing on end and beyond them my white panties bulging a little in the front. I walked over to the full length mirror and looked at myself. I noticed that my breasts, previously nonexistent, had swollen. I tossed my hair back over my shoulder to get a better look. I pulled my panties down and stepped out of them. I looked in the mirror again and studied my body. I looked at my penis. It was small now only about two inches long and wrinkly. I could see the mound of my vagina just below it too. I sighed and shook my head. I ran a finger down my chest along my swollen breast. It felt weirdly nice, especially on my nipple. I did it again and smiled, it did feel nice. I used my other hand to do the same with my other breast. While I watched myself in the mirror, I felt the tingle again. I watched, amazed as my penis started to grow in front of my eyes. It made little jerking movements as it grew bigger and bigger. At last it stopped growing and was still. I stood there frozen, my fingers touching my nipples, and stared at it. It was now around six inches long and rock hard. I ran one of my fingers along its length and gasped. It felt so good. I put my hand around it. I closed my eyes, I’d never felt anything like this. As I moved my hand, I started to breathe more deeply. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip, trying not to moan. The faster I went, the better my dick felt. I squeezed my nipple between my fingers and I did moan. I put my hand over my mouth (I didn’t want my parents to hear). I picked up my panties and went to lay on the bed. I bit down on the panties and started rubbing my dick again. From that angle I could see my vagina in the mirror. I noticed that it was wet. Still rubbing myself I used my other hand to touch the liquid coming from my pussy. I lifted my wet fingers to my face and looked at them. I tasted the liquid and liked it. I moved my hand down to my pussy again and put one of my fingers into it. As I did I moaned into the panties. I could see myself in the mirror, rubbing my dick and fingering my pussy and it just made me feel hotter. I threw my head back on the bed as my dick started to feel hot and really good. My stomach began to clench and I bucked on the bed. I could feel the thing in my hand start to pulse. My pussy started to feel really hot too. I moaned as something big started to build inside me. My dick throbbed once more and I arched my back. I cried out as a sticky white liquid squirted out of my penis and landed on my chest. It squirted out three more times, once landing on my face. I kept moving my finger in and out of my vagina and soon I felt the same feeling building there. I squealed as I orgasmed again. I lay there panting, covered in my own cum and a pool of liquid between my legs. When I finally could stand up again I picked up my clothes and put them in the laundry basket, then I went to the bathroom and wiped myself off with some tissue. Looking in the mirror I saw that my cheeks were red and I was sweaty. I also had a smile on my face that I couldn’t wipe off.

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True Story

A Southern Gentleman- Love-Hate Heartbreak

a continuation of A Southern Gentleman. Once again, this is a TRUE story. It involves teen sex. This isn’t something that you sit at your computer and beat off. This is for me to get my sins and misdeeds off my chest. This is my story. Some names are changed. I hope you enjoy.

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Sibling reunion leads to new relationship – Chapter 3

My apologies to the readers about the Second Chapters title not being named right I have sent a mail to the admin to change it as the option is unavailable. Hopefully it will get sorted out soon.
Quick reminder of where we left of :
Jessie and Bobby have sex, the two siblings sleep in her bed huggung each other. While Jessie drifts to sleep Bobby is up thinking if Jessie would regret her actions in the morning
Chapter 3: A day of passion
I awoke the next morning to find I was alone in the bed, I stood up and headed for the bathroom to relieve my bursting bladder. I stopped in the doorway to admire Jessie’s naked backside. She was bent over the bath as it filled with hot water, slowly I walked over to her pressing my morning erection between the cheeks of her arse. She stood up and turned towards me,
“Mmm, good morning lover”
“Good morning to you”
“Is this for me”
She said as she squeezed my cock and kissed me.
“You and you alone, but first I’ve gotta pee”
It’s not the most easy thing to do, pee while sporting an erection, but with some knee bending and pushing down I managed it. I could hear Jessica laughing at my stance, as I finished I turned to look at her.
“It’s not that easy, peeing with an erection, especially if you don’t want to hit yourself in the face or flood the bathroom”
She laughed even more at my comments, I smiled and turned away to wash my hands and face. I brushed my teeth as the bath continued to fill.
I walked over to Jessie and we kissed deeply,
“Mmm, minty fresh”
Pulling away from me she switched the bath taps off, rather than standing up she rested her hands on the bath and waggled her tush at me.
“Come on little bro, don’t just stand there staring, fuck me, fuck me now”
I didn’t need further urging, I stepped up behind her and kneeling down ran my tongue over her swollen pussy lips. She groaned in pleasure as my tongue slid over her labia and clitoris.
“Fuck me Bobby, stick your cock in me”
Standing I held my purple cockhead at the opening of her pussy and slowly pushed into her. As my cock sank into the depths of her womb, she pushed back at me. I held her hips as slowly I started to fuck my cock into her pussy. With each long forward thrust, Jessie pushed back against me, driving my throbbing erection balls deep into her womb. Faster and faster we moved together as our pleasure built, reaming my cock deep into her pussy.
“Oh fuck yes Bobby, faster, harder, fuck yes Bobby yes”
“Ooooohh god Jessie, fuck sister I’m gonna cum, yes gonna cum”
I felt my balls begin to tighten and my cock throb as the cum boiled from my ball bag. With a cry of release and pleasure I ploughed my cock as deep as it would go into Jessie’s womb and held it there as my boiling sperm flooded into her. As my cum shot forth in a raging torrent Jessie screamed, her body convulsing in orgasmic pleasure as she came.
As our orgasms passed I stepped back, pulling my softening cock from the wet embrace of Jessica’s pussy. Standing she turned and we kissed, tongues entwining as our sweat coated, spent bodies pressed together. We pulled apart just long enough for us to climb into the hot bath. We lay in the water, Jessie cradled in my arms, sitting between my parted thighs. I brushed her sweat coated hair to one side and kissed her neck and ears.
“I love you Jessie, I think I always have”
“I love you too Bobby”
As we lay in the hot water I reached round and cupped her breasts, pulling and rubbing at her swollen nipples. At the same time I slid a hand between her thighs, slowly fingering her cum filled pussy and rubbing her swollen clit. She turned her head towards me and we kissed, tongues entwining as she moaned into my mouth.
Pulling away she turned her round and sat on my lap facing me, I felt her slim fingers grasp my once more hard cock and guide it towards her pussy. She eased herself onto my swollen member and then wrapped her rams and legs around me. We kissed again, bodies joined at mouth and groin, as we slowly made love. Warm water sloshed against us as Jessie moved upon my erection. I savoured the feel of the hot embrace of her pussy on my erection as I lowered my head to capture a breast in my mouth. I sucked and licked at the jiggling orb, drawing as much as I could into my mouth, while Jessica rode my cock.
Our passion increased, water was now slopping from the bath onto the floor as Jessica rode my cock with lust and need, her breasts pulled from my mouth as her movements became more frenzied. Holding her hips I helped her drive herself harder and faster onto my hard, throbbing member. The bathroom filled to our moans and cries of pleasure as with screams of release we orgasmed together, my cock bathed in pussy cream as my jizz flooded into her womb.
We held each other tightly as we recovered from our lovemaking. Pulling apart we washed each other, taking particular care when we washed each others sexual parts. By the time we had swilled off the water was beginning to cool down, however our bodies were once more burning with sexual need.
After drying each other I took Jessie’s hand and led her through the house and up to the old light room, stopping on the way to grab the duvet from the bed. The glass enclosed room offered spectacular views up and down the coast. We stood still for a moment enjoying the view and bathed in warm sunlight. I stepped away from Jessie long enough to pull the cushions from the bench seat that circled the room, and dropping them onto the floor I covered them with the duvet.
Walking over to Jessie I lifted her into my arms, she laughed and we kissed as I carried her to the makeshift bed. Laying her down I kissed her, my hands running over her naked body.
“Bobby, I love you”
“I love you too Jessie,” I said bending to kiss her face and mouth.
We lay together, touching and caressing each other’s bodies with our hands and mouths. Pushing me onto my back Jessie knelt beside me, her hands caressed and touched my erection, and then I felt warm air waft over it and suddenly it was engulfed in the hot embrace of Jessica’s mouth. I moaned in pleasure as her tongue slid over my cockhead and ran down the shaft as she took more of me into her mouth.
With my cock buried between her lips Jessie moved round to kneel between my parted thighs. Releasing my cock she licked up and down my cock shaft and over my cum filled balls. Her hands spread my thighs wider and I jumped in surprise as I felt her tongue brush my anus. I groaned in pleasure as her tongue pushed into my arse, while a hand masturbated my shaft. It was a new experience for me and I squirmed in pleasure as the tongue explored my anus.
“Oooohhh god Jessie that feels so good, O fuck yes”
The hand left my cock and I raised my head to look down at Jessie, she had a hand between her parted thighs, and as I watched she lifted her mouth from my anus and rubbed her pussy cream coated fingers over it. As she took my cock back into her mouth she rubbed more pussy cream over my arse and then I felt a finger pressing against the rosebud opening. I relaxed my muscles as the digit pushed into my bowels. I moaned in pleasure, surprised at the feelings that Jessie’s intruding fingers caused in me. I jumped slightly as I felt a second digit push into me, and then groaned in pleasure as Jessie finger fucked my arse and sucked and licked my cock. The double stimulation was too much and I cried aloud as I felt my orgasm approaching.
“Oooohhhhh god Jessie, I’m cumming, o fuck yes cumming fuck fuck ffuuuuuccccckkkkkkk”
My body shook as I came, pumping a torrent of sperm into Jessie’s mouth. Jessica continued to suck my cock as my orgasm passed, licking and sucking the cum from it. When she finally released it she moved up my body, her chin was coated in the jism that had escaped from the corner of her mouth, and when she kissed my I could taste my sperm. Breaking the kiss I licked her chin and neck before we kissed once more.
Slowly I kissed my way down her naked body; I paused to pay homage to her full breasts, sucking at the already swollen nipples, before kissing my way from the valley between her breasts down across her firm stomach. I moved down her legs, stopping to kiss and gently lick her toes and feet, before heading back up her body. I stroked her inner thighs as I covered them in kisses, as I moved closer to her Delta of Venus; the aroma of her arousal filled my senses.
Her fingers ran through my head, pulling my mouth towards her pussy, as my tongue brushed her swollen labia, her body jerked in pleasure. I feasted on her filling my mouth with her womanly secretions, sucking the womanly nectar from the flower of her womanhood. I pressed her legs higher and saw the rosebud of her anus, I moved my tongue down to brush over it. She moaned in pleasure and I pressed my tongue to the tight opening feeling it give allowing my tongue to slip slowly into her. As I rimmed Jessica’s arse I also pushed two fingers into her dripping pussy, finger fucking her deeply.
As her groans of pleasure increased I pulled my tongue free, giving her anus a last lick before moving my mouth to her cuntal opening. My pussy juice coated fingers went to her arse, I smeared the rosebud opening in cunt cream before pushing a finger into her bowels, as her anus relaxed I added a second finger, pushing them deep into her body. I sucked at her pussy and clit while finger fucking her arse.
Jessie was crying aloud in pleasure as I tongued and fingered her to an orgasm, her body thrashed on the makeshift bed as she came, flooding my mouth with her cream, her anus tightly gripping my buried digits.
I didn’t let up on my oral and digital administrations and soon I had driven her to a second and then a third orgasm. I drank her juices as they flooded from her pussy, running down between her thighs and onto my plunging fingers. When Jessica came for the fourth time she screamed allowed her pleasure, her body thrashed beneath me before going limp.
I raised my head, my face covered in cum, and pulled my fingers from her twitching arse. I sat up and looked at my sister, her body was flushed and coated in sweat, her eyes closed and breathing ragged.
I quickly slipped down to the bathroom, washed my hands and grabbing a damp cloth I returned to Jessie. Sitting beside her I wiped her forehead with the cloth, before running it over her flushed body. Slowly she stirred, opening her eyes she smiled at me.
“Are you OK?”
“Mmmmm god yes”
“You passed out”
“Did I, fuck that was amazing, I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard and so often before”
Dropping the cloth I lay down beside her and cradled her in my arms. We kissed and caressed each other as we lay in the sun filled room.
“How about putting this to some use,” Jessie said as her fingers stroked my throbbing cock, “I hope you don’t mind doing all the work though. I’m still blown from your oral action”
“No problem”
I moved over to lie between her thighs, she raised her legs, resting her calves on my shoulders as I lifted myself and slowly pushed my erection into her waiting pussy. We both moaned in pleasure as my cock sank deep into her womb, we lay still for a moment, savouring the feel of our joined bodies. Slowly I withdrew until only the head of my cock was held in the hot, wet embrace of her cuntal opening, before thrusting forward once more. My thrusts started slow and long, but my passion and need soon built until I was ramming my cock hard, fast and deep into Jessica’s womb. My arousal and passion soon had my orgasm approaching, my cock seemed to grow even harder and longer and I felt the head brush against Jessie’s cervix. Then I was cumming, my sperm pumping deep into her body, bathing her womb with my seed.
As my orgasm passed I relaxed for a moment, cradled in Jessica’s arms. However my orgasm had not effected my arousal and passion, my erection still throbbed, buried in Jessica’s pussy. We kissed and held each other, Jessie’s legs slipping from my shoulders and wrapping round my arse.
This time our lovemaking was more about shared pleasure and love than about sexual lust and heat. Our actions were slower, we kissed and caressed each other, each of us driving the other towards sexual release, until with mutual cries of pleasure we orgasmed together, me driving my cum deep into Jessie’s womb as she bathed my spurting cock in her cream.
We spent the rest of the day holding each other and talking, interspersed with moments of passion filled lovemaking.
More chapters to come… as usual please keep commenting
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Monica becomes a SUB II – Punishment & Training

Monica picks up the story.
I know I have severely disappointed my Sensei and that now I will be punished. I find I’m looking forward to the punishment on many levels and that confuses me. Is this what I’ve always wanted? Is my mind sick? I’m led down to the cellar where I see, in the middle of the room, a chain hung from the rafter with what looks like Velcro straps and two more fastened to the floor. I feel my cunt twitch and become wet. Ironically, though I’ll be restrained, I feel a sense of freedom, a complete loss of control. What I’ve been wanting most of my life. . Submission.
Sensei leads me to the chains, removes my robe, and tells me to raise my hands above my head. He tells me to stand on the balls of my feet and stretch higher and then he fastens the cuffs around my wrists. I’m left with all my weight on the balls of my feet and my toes. I’m told to move my feet out to spread my legs. I do but it’s painful to my toes moving like that. My ankles are fastened to the cuffs and I am wide open.
Nothing happens for what seems like hours but is really only minutes or maybe seconds. I hear a WHOOSH – SMACK. The pain on my left buttock is exquisite, like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It’s in a very small spot but the pain radiates outward like a pebble dropped into water. Before I can process the feeling completely WHOOSH – SMACK on my right cheek. I open my mouth to scream, knowing that I shouldn’t, but nothing comes out. My mind is so confused with the pain that I can’t form a coherent thought. WHOOSH – SMACK now on the inside of my left thigh. My God! WHOOSH – SMACK on the inside of my right thigh. The pain from my ass and thighs has radiated to a spot close to my anus and I feel an unfamiliar tingle there. Why? I don’t understand. As my brain processes the pain and the new tingle a single thought appears. This is good. I feel pleasure in the pain. I feel the wetness building in my pussy and am afraid it will drop to the floor. I want more but it is a mistake to ask. I don’t think my Sensei will disappoint though.
Sensei has moved in front of me now and I see the instrument of my pleasure/pain. It’s a riding crop. A long thin stick of plastic with a small leather strap at the end. WHOOSH – SMACK on top of my right breast just above the aureole. It spreads like fire and now my nipple is aflame and engorged. Another strike to the exact same spot on my left breast so that both nipples are harder than I’ve ever seen them and I am engulfed in a pleasure that I can feel in my whole body. Where has this pleasure been all my life? I embrace it now with my entire being and can’t wait for the next strike. The leather of the crop lands on my cunt lips right over my clit. The entire world is reduced to the waves of pleasure throughout my body. I can’t think, I can’t speak, I can’t hear. My legs no longer support me so I hang by my wrists.
“Thank you, Sensei, for my punishment. May I please cum now, please?”
“Yes”
The next sensation is like no other I’ve ever felt but pray I will feel again. This is what it’s like when your entire body, not just your pussy, cums. My juices poured from my cunt and streamed down my legs. The accumulated pleasure in my tits, pussy, and anus was so overwhelming I let go and just experience it. I am not embarrassed by my debasement; I am liberated. My ankles and then my wrists are released and I melt to the floor as if I had no bones.
“Lick up those juices from the floor. They’re not to be wasted.”
I lick the juices hungrily. They are musky and strong but they are mine and I can’t get enough.
“When the floor is clean come up to the living room and lay face down on the couch.”
“Yes, Sensei.”
I continue to lick the floor until I can find no more of the heady fluid. I stand with difficulty and am quite wobbly but make my way up the stairs and lay face down on the couch. Sensei kneels on the floor beside me and rubs lotion on both his hands. He then caresses the lotion on my ass cheeks where the crop had struck. He repeats the process on my inner thighs, has me roll over, and lotions my breasts. He is showing me that punishment does not exclude love; punishment is love. Warmth suffuses my body and I am overwhelmed with emotion. My nipples harden and my pussy is wet. I am where I’ve always wanted to be.
Kyle continues the story.
I sent Monica upstairs to shower and instructed her to give herself no fewer than 3 enemas. I also instructed her to trim her pussy so that there was no hair below the top of the cleft and any hair above was neatly trimmed. Having inspected her lush body downstairs, I was more turned on than ever. My dick was harder than it’s ever been. I’ve never measured it but I’d guess it’s between 7 to 8 inches long and 1.5 to 2 inches thick when hard. It softens to about half that. My balls are the size of chicken eggs and the sack hangs down below my flaccid cock. Once while showering after a swim meet, I noticed a younger guy, probably a freshman, staring at my package out of the corner of my eye. I decided to have some fun so I slowly soaped my way down my chest and ran my hand from base to head on my cock and then back to the base. I pulled the loose skin below the head back (I’m cut) and soaped around the head. The guy was so engrossed that he couldn’t see me watching and his dick was stiffening so I lifted my dick with one hand and soaped my balls slowly with the other. He was now completely hard and unconsciously stroking himself faster. I turned my back to him, bent over slightly so my ball sack would be visible between my legs, spread my ass cheeks, and ran a hand the length of the crack. I put my index finger into my asshole up to the first knuckle and ran it in and out a couple of times. I couldn’t see him anymore but I heard him moan. I just smiled, rinsed off, and got dressed. I noticed my dick had gotten semi-hard which made me wonder; am I bisexual? Very possible. But I digress.
Monica returned naked and smelling like lilacs. Her plump body nearly glowed and she was smiling.
“How do you feel, child?”
“Like I’ve been reborn, Sensei. I want to thank you again for my punishment and tell you that even though I don’t want to displease you, I hope it happens again, soon.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
“I still can’t put it into words, Sensei, but yes, I thoroughly enjoyed it.”
“Did you learn from it?”
“Oh yes, Sensei, and I learned how much your truly love me.”
“I’m glad. Now I require relief. Come kneel in front of me and remove my shorts.”
She literally ran over to me and dropped to her knees between my outstretched legs. I lifted my butt as she drew my shorts and boxers down and off. I hadn’t showered yet so I imagine the smell was quite pungent. No matter.
“Now I will instruct you on how to give me proper oral pleasure. I require pleasure from a blowjob. That pleasure isn’t measured by how fast you can bob your lips up and down my cock but how slowly and sensually. You make love to it like it’s the most precious thing you’ve ever had in your mouth. Your tongue reaches out for all of the tastes that it can find and relishes them. Your hand moves on the shaft in rhythm with your lips and tongue. Start by tonging and gently sucking my balls.”
She started by lifting my cock and laying it back gently on my stomach and holding it there. With her other hand underneath my ball sack she lifted it and began licking and sucking. The feeling was incredible. I laid my head back on the couch and enjoyed.
Monica tells of her first blowjob.
I had never given a man a blowjob in my life. My dear, gentle husband thought it was demeaning and would never let me taste him. Now my mind and my eyes were focused on the only thing I wanted to do in my life to this point; make mouth love to my Sensei’s genitals. The scent of his sex and sweat was strong but I couldn’t get enough of it and breathed in slowly and deeply. As I laid my tongue on those beautiful things my mind and senses exploded. The smell, the taste, the texture on my tongue, the sight before my eyes, the weight of them in my hand! All my senses were saturated, my heart melted, and my only function on earth was to make love to these incredible creatures. I licked, I sucked, I kissed, and still it wasn’t enough. I lifted the heavy sack and continued on the back of his balls. Oh my God! Lick, suck, kiss. A new aroma reached my nose and my tongue went in search of it. I licked that small area between the base of my lust and his nether hole. That wasn’t it but the enticing smell was stronger. With no hesitation, no thought to what I was doing, I continued until I found the source and thought I might faint from the desire in me. Nothing could stop me from licking around the puckered hole that my tongue had found. More sensory overload; the taste, the smell, the feel of it on my tongue. Yes. I tried to lick the taste off because I wanted it but to my delight I couldn’t. There was more. I probed the tight little hole with my tongue but couldn’t penetrate it. I tunneled my tongue and finally got the tip into the hole but found it impossible to keep it there. This was heaven but I’d neglected Sensei’s balls and thought I might be in trouble. I left my new found joy and worked my way back up to that sack and was just as happy there.
“It’s time for you to make love to my cock, child.”
OH YES! A new sensation but a new challenge. I brought that gorgeous length of man meat from his stomach to an inch in front of my face. It was slightly stiff but not completely hard yet. I licked the shaft from the base slowly to the head. A new taste and feel! I kissed the purple mushroom head and whispered “I love you”. The smell and taste was overpowering and I couldn’t wait anymore so I put the head to my lips and let it part them until I could feel the head resting on my tongue. I swirled my tongue around it and let the rest enter my mouth as far as it would go. My tongue darted everywhere to discover the new tastes and textures. The shaft was now completely hard. The head had reached the back of my throat but there was still more shaft that I wanted in my mouth. Not knowing how to solve this dilemma from experience I swallowed a few times while trying to get the head farther in. In the middle of a swallow, I felt the head slide past my gag point and into my throat. I stopped for just a few seconds and was able to overcome the gag reflex and became comfortable with the huge mushroom where it was. I wanted to scream out my joy – I did it! But knew I wasn’t done. Time was irrelevant so I don’t know how long I worked my lips up and down the hard shaft. I only knew that I had to make this living thing in my mouth and throat feel better than it had ever felt before. I didn’t work it, I loved it. My body was on fire with the joy of it. My body was moving to a sexual peak to which it had never been. Too soon….
“I’m going to release my seed into your mouth now, child. Put just the head in your mouth and suck my seed out of my balls.”
I slid the shaft out until just the head was in my mouth and continued to lick, suck, and love the shaft with my hand. I didn’t want it to end but I wanted to taste the cum more than anything. I took a chance and let the cock out of my mouth as I looked at my God, my Sensei.
“Please, Sensei, fill my mouth with your love. Give me what I crave and let me taste your juices as I have tasted the rested of you. Cum for me now.”
I took the mushroom back into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I could feel a new tension in the shaft in my hand and prepared as much as I could, never having had a man cum in my mouth before. The first jet hit the back of my throat and then lay down in a rope back to its source. I reveled in the force and the taste of it. I was swallowing when the next rope was released and almost gagged but fought it, blocked my throat, and finished my swallow. I couldn’t concentrate on the taste as much as I wanted to if I was to swallow it all. The force of the jets started to decrease after I don’t know how many so I was able to save the juice in my mouth until he was finished. My taste buds were alive with the salty sweetness and just the man taste. I finally swallowed the last of it but the taste lingered and I savored it. The beautiful prick softened and just slid out of my mouth.
“That was excellent, child. You’ve done that before.”
“Oh No, Sensei. You are the first man that I’ve had in my mouth. Thank you I loved it!”
“You’re welcome, slut. You are a slut aren’t you?”
“I am your slut, Sensei, yes. I am your whore and your slut, a worthless cunt and I want to be used in any way that pleases you. I love when you call me those names.”
“I’m going to shower now, little cunt, and I want you to rest and when I come back we’ll continue your training.”
“May I bathe you again my Sensei?”
“Not this time my bitch. Rest, you’ll need it.”
Kyle continues.
I took a long shower and thought about what I had planned for my little sub. Up to now my Dom fetish was being satisfied even more than I’d hoped but any self-will she may still have needed to be eliminated. I dried off and put on just shorts; no shirt or underwear. When I got to the living room she was sprawled on the couch with her head back on the cushion and her eyes closed. I could see shiny streaks on her thighs where pussy juice had dried.
“Get up whore.” I thought she’d fall off the couch.
“I’m awake, Sensei.”
“Go over and kneel over that puddle of piss you left on the floor. Now lay down in it and roll around in it until there’s more on you than on the floor. Smear it on your body with your hands then get your nose down in it. I want you to smell your mistake.”
She got down and rolled that big body in the puddle and smeared it on her face. Then she stuck her nose down and took a good whiff of it.
“Did you smell it, pig?”
“Yes, Sensei.”
“What did it smell like?”
“It smelled like piss, Sensei.”
“It should have smelt like failure you fucking whore. Now go to the kitchen and get something to clean up the rest of it while it dries on your body. Be quick!”
When she was finished I yelled “Kneel” and she kneeled up straight.
“Now lift a tit to your mouth and lick it.”
“But…”
“Did you say BUT?”
“No, Sensei.”
“Well, what does it taste like?”
“Failure, Sensei.”
I had two items in my hand that I’d purchased earlier. One was a butt plug and the other was a tube of lube. The plug was shaped like a spade on a deck of cards but being her first, it wasn’t very wide at the bulb. I had others in the box. I laid them on the floor in front of her.
“That is a butt plug and lube. You may use as much of the lube as you need. You have 2 hours to work the plug into your little asshole. Your ass will be pointed at me at all times so I can watch your progress. Have you ever had anything up your asshole before? Have you ever been butt fucked?”
“Oh No, Sensei. The only thing that has ever gone up my ass is the enema I had earlier. I don’t think that plug will fit in me. It looks awfully big!”
“It will fit so I suggest you use the lube wisely and get started. You might want to loosen it up with your fingers first. You have 1 hour and 55 minutes left.”
Monica snatched up the lube and the plug and smeared the lube on. I threw her a pillow to rest her head on so she could bend over and use both hands. She put a lubed index finger to her little pucker hole and explored it. She slid the finger in to the first knuckle and stopped to see what it felt like. Deciding it wasn’t all bad she ran the finger around the sphincter a few times. She worked the finger in and out in a mini-fuck and I heard an “OHH” and a soft moan. At this point she was thinking this wasn’t gonna be that hard. She grabbed the plug, spread her cheek with one hand, and put the point of the plug to her hole with the other. She pushed the plug in until it started to widen just past the width of the finger she’d used then started to fuck herself with it. Feeling cocky, she tried to push in another half inch and quickly discovered the point where her asshole was stretched to the point of pain and I heard a definite grunt. She began to understand that the trick was to push it to the pain threshold and a little past then wait for the pain to subside. After 30 minutes she was fucking herself with just over an inch and a half of plug and seemed to be enjoying it. Another 30 minutes saw another half or more disappear in her slowly widening hole. Since she couldn’t see the plug, she had no clue how much was left until she reached the widest part of the plug and just beyond when the bulb would narrow to nothing. With every thrust in she pushed harder until she had to let the pain ebb again. 90 minutes in now and she was close to the bulb but just couldn’t take the pain of the final push. She held what she had for a minute and then a change seemed to come over her. Her breathing had slowed and her body had stopped quivering. With no noise I was amazed as I watched the bulb go forward steadily until it was in her ass and her sphincter started to close over the narrowing base of the bulb to the stem. After a minute of heavy breathing she raised up to her knees and turned her head to look at me over her shoulder. She smiled as best she could and had a look of pride on her face.
“Very good cum hound. How does it feel?”
“I feel full, Sensei. I feel like I have to shit but I did it.”
“Yes you did and now a reward. You may bathe or shower, your choice. Then we’ll have dinner, relax, and go to bed.”
“You honor me, Sensei. Thank you.”
Monica finishes the story of her first day of training.
I gave myself the most luxurious bath I’ve ever had, pampered with oils and scents. After drying, I went down to the kitchen where my Sensei had prepared a delicious meal for us. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him or the smile off my face. He was my master and I’ve never felt so loved. When we went to bed he made the most tender, passionate love to me that I have ever experienced. His foreplay brought me to the brink of orgasm several times and I had to beg him for release when I felt that magnificent cock at the entrance to my, his, cunt. He released me and the wave swept me to another new peak of pleasure. He fucked me slow then faster. Soft then harder. Tears were streaming out of my eyes as I had never been here before. I had little cums and big cums until it ran together into one continuous cum. I passed out when the first jet of his seed hit my cervix; thinking that tomorrow was another training day.
Next – Advanced training.

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