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My Photogenic Mom Chapter 1

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Michael could not believe his luck, a beautiful spring day like this and he got out of school early because the air conditioning system broke. On the other side of the coin, his closest friends were on the ball team so the coach held them at school for extra practice. He realized that the championships were getting close but that sure messed up the day. He was thinking about his new car while driving home. His dad had gotten it for him a few weeks ago for his eighteenth birthday. His friends thought that his new Camaro was the greatest. It was great having a rich old man at times like that. He did not get along with his dad, so Harold tried to buy him. Michael could not stand the way that his dad treated his mom, and that was the basis for their problems. Today would have been a great day to cruise around and check out the girls in town with his buddies, but that would have to wait until later now. As he pulled into the driveway he wondered what his mom, Susan, would be doing, or if she was even home. He hoped that she would be out by the pool. He had to admit that he had the best looking mother of any one he knew. His buddies all said that she was a fine looking woman, and he knew that they were all jealous of him, even though they knew better than to say anything that he would hear. He just wished that she was not so uptight all the time, always having to be so prim and proper. He had to laugh just thinking of the first time she wore a two piece swimsuit in their pool. She looked fantastic with her firm breasts and tight ass in that suit. She sat with a towel around her most of the evening even though Michael and his dad were the only ones there.
As he walked in the door he yelled “mom, are you home?” He received no answer. Michael walked through the house to the back doors and looked out at the pool but she was not there either. Great, I wonder which of her committees she is at today. I cannot believe I am going to have the whole afternoon free and no-one is around. At times like this Michael really missed Linda, his sister was two years older than him and was a freshman in college. This was the first time in his life that she was not there to talk to and to do things with. They had been really close their whole life, best friends and able to talk about anything. They still talked on the phone every week but it just wasn’t the same. She was supposed to be home in two weeks and he couldn’t wait.
Michael walked down the stairs to his darkroom in the basement. He had always been fascinated by photography. As he got older, he with his moms help had talked his dad into buying him more cameras and better equipment until he got his own darkroom to work in. I am just not in the mood to be cooped up today. Maybe I will just go out and take some pictures. I still need to take the pictures of the new church that mom promised Reverend Thompson that I would do, and maybe Mrs. Thompson will be there. Michael had always thought that a great looking woman like Kathy Thompson was wasted with him, he probably had no idea what to do with a woman that looked like that. Michael really was not happy that his mother had committed his services, but he wanted to keep her happy he really did love her, and she always acted as a buffer between him and his dad. The older Michael got it seemed the more problems he and his dad had getting along.
Getting his camera bag out and checking inside for film and his cameras, he could not help thinking about what it would be like to have his mother modeling nude for him. He smiled thinking about what mom would say if she knew about some of his fantasies, this one being one of the milder ones. Ever since he was almost caught going through her underwear drawer when he was ten years old, he was fascinated by her beautiful body. He could not help smiling as he thought about that day six years ago, his mom was out by the pool and he was in his room supposed to be doing his homework. Instead he was spending more time thinking about the fun he was missing. He had also just shortly before started becoming aware of the mystery of the female body. Without really knowing what he was looking for he got up and went across the hall to his mother’s bedroom. He opened a drawer in her dresser and saw all the frilly sexy panties and bra’s that were in there. He could not resist picking up a pair of the silky panties and after feeling how soft they were he rubbed them on his cheek and just stood there smiling, lost in the feeling. Michael did not here his mom coming upstairs and he almost lost it when she called to him and asked if he was done with his homework. He quickly shoved her panties back in the drawer and closed it. He had just made it inside her closet door when she came into the room and closed the door. He had not had time to get the closet door completely closed so he was able to see her through the crack in the door. She opened her drawer and took out the very same pair of panties that he had just been rubbing on his face. After selecting a bra, she walked over to her dressing table and took off her swimsuit. Michael could not believe what he was seeing. Sure his buddies and he had looked at playboy magazine before. Although they really did not understand what they were feeling when they looked at the pictures they all knew that their balls and cock had a tingly feeling afterward.
That however was nothing to the way his cock was feeling now. Sit-ting in the closet he could see his mother running her hands over those luscious big tits. He could see the beautiful dark nipples starting to swell and stand up and his mom started breathing sort of funny. Then she walked over and lay down on the bed and one hand slid slowly down her body until it was on her stomach. She opened her legs and Michael had his first look at his mother’s hot smooth swollen pussy lips. Michael realized that his cock was definitely growing and he was trying to push it back down in his shorts. By now his mom’s hand had slid between her legs. He could not believe it when all of a sudden she slid two fingers between those luscious swollen lips and up into her pussy and start sliding them in and out. Faster and faster she moved her hand until her breath was com-ing in short loud gasps. Susan pulled her feet up onto the bed and started arching her fantastic ass into the air in time with the strokes of her fingers into her sopping wet pussy. Michael had a perfect view of his mom’s pussy as her fingers worked in and out of it faster and faster. By this time Michael had given up on getting his young cock back into his shorts. He was rubbing his cock and it was feeling too good. The faster his moms’ fingers went in and out, the faster he stroked his young cock. All of a sudden he heard his mother start to whimper and suddenly her whole body went stiff her legs straining spread as far as possible. She held her fingers in her pussy as far as possible her cum juices flowing down her hand and dripping to the bed. Michael could not believe what was happen-ing. Susan’s one hand was squeezing her glorious tits, and the other reaming her pussy. All of a sudden his cock exploded all over him. At first he was scared that he had hurt himself, but it felt so good and then he felt his cock start to shrink back down to its normal size. After realizing that it was not blood that was dripping on his mom’s closet floor he relaxed. He figured this was what the magazines meant about cumming. He looked at his mom on the bed, and she started to slowly take her fingers out of her dripping pussy. She wiped her hands on a tissue and threw it in the wastebasket. Shortly she stood up and walked into the bathroom and got into the shower. Michael figured he better get out of her room before she finished her shower. He quietly pushed the door open and went into the room. He walked over to the dressing table and took out the tissue that his mother had wiped her hands on out of the waste-basket. He looked at it for a minute, then slowly put it up to his nose and gingerly sniffed it. It was like nothing he had ever smelled before. As he stood there smelling the tissue, the picture of his mother lying on the bed with her legs spread wide open and her fingers jammed up her pussy came flooding back into his mind. All of a sudden his cock was starting to stand up again and he had just started to reach for it when his mother shut off the water in the shower. Michael dropped the tissue and ran for the door. He then ran to his room to work on his homework and to try to understand what had just happened and the changes that had just taken place in his mind and body.
Michael just stood there smiling; he had come a long way since then. He had had quite a bit of experience with the girls in school yet he still could feel the thrill of seeing his mom’s great body for the first time. Since he had gotten older, he also understood the reason for some of the frustration she had been feeling that day. His dad, Harold, was seldom home, due to his business and when he was home there always seemed to be a lot of tension in the air. Michael had heard several arguments through the years. He had even heard his mom accuse Harold of spending more time with other women than he did with her. Michael never could understand that, if he had a woman with a body like that waiting at home he could see no reason to go anywhere else. Michael became aware that with all these memories he had gotten one hell of a hard on. As he unzipped his fly and started pulling on his cock he thought of Susan again. He knew it was wrong but he would love to be able to slam his cock into her tight burning hot pussy. Pounding his swollen cock into her wet throbbing cunt until she begged for him to stop, watching those huge tits bounce every time he hit bottom. The thought of her beautiful pussy and tits was more than he could stand and he exploded all over his darkroom floor. If Harold was not interested in her any more, Michael knew he sure was. He also knew that there would never be a chance to live out the fantasies that he had. This one was one of the mildest of the things that he had dreamed of doing with Susan because she was such a prude. He had heard Harold complain during one of the many arguments that she would not even undress in front of him with the lights on, how was he supposed to stay interested in her. Michael thought that his dad really did not try very hard to change things at home either. He thought that Harold would have left his mother years ago if it would not have been for losing half of everything that he owned. He knew that Susan would never leave his dad and Harold took full advantage of the situation. Michael knew that he should get a move on or he would never get the pictures done today so he gathered up the rest of the gear and carried it out to the car.
Michael pulled up in front of the church and parked by the curb. If everything went well he could be finished taking the pic-tures in half an hour and then go home and develop them and still have the whole evening free. Harold was out of town for two weeks and spring break started on Monday. One more day of school and he would be free for a week. His mom made no great demands on his time other than she liked them to have dinner together in the evening, so he would have time to do anything he desired. The front door to the church was locked but he knew the side door was always open. Michael walked around to the side door and went into the church. He went down stairs and started photographing the classrooms and young people’s area, when he finished that he went back upstairs and took pictures of the main floor.
Looking around he looked at the choir loft and thought about what a great shot of the pulpit he could get from up there. Michael set up his tripod and was fastening the camera to it when Reverend Thompson and his mother came into the church and went into the office behind the pulpit. Michael knew that his mother went to Reverend Thompson for marriage counseling, and that his father had refused to go with her but he did not know that she would be here today. He put a telephoto lens on the camera and from this angle he could see into the office easily. In fact with this new lens it was almost like being in the room with them. He could see his mother crying while she was talking, and Reverend Thompson got up and got a box of tissues from the bookshelf for his mother. Reverend Thompson walked around his desk and handed the tissues to Susan. He then started patting Susan’s shoulder and talking to her. What surprised Michael was that he could see Reverend Thompson starting to rub his crotch at the same time he was talking to his mom. Michael knew that Susan could not see what Reverend Thompson was doing because he was standing partially behind her. This infuriated Michael, but it also tweaked his curiosity so he continued to watch what was going on. He also made sure that he got some good pictures in case something happened, as is said a picture is worth a thousand words. While he was watching, he saw Susan stand and turn to face the Reverend. The Reverend took his hand and held his mothers chin while he was talking to her. Michael could see that his mother was still very upset, but seemed to be calming down some. Michael could not believe what he was seeing now. The Reverend had moved his hand from Susan’s chin to her neck which he started stroking. Susan seemed surprised by this but did not move away. Michael was fascinated by the scene that was unfolding in front of him. He could not believe what Reverend Thompson seemed to be doing, even though he knew that Reverend Thompson influenced his mother greatly, as he did most of his church members. Michael realized that he had taken the last picture on the roll of film and dug in his pocket for another roll. Finding it he loaded the camera as fast as he could and aimed the lens at the office again. Looking through the viewfinder he focused the lens just in time to see Reverend Smith cup his mother’s fabulous breast in his hand and gently squeeze it. Michael could see the startled look on his mothers face, but he could not make himself move from the viewfinder. Reverend Thompson continued talking to Susan as he massaged her breast and Michael could see a new look come into Susan’s eyes. While Michael watched frozen to the viewfinder, Reverend Thompson unbuttoned Susan’s blouse and dropped it to the floor. He then reached behind her and unhooked her bra freeing those huge luscious tits. Bending slowly he took the large nipple into his mouth and began to suck on it. Susan had begun to hold the back of his head and moved his head from one distended nipple to the other. Susan all the while was licking her lips and tilting her head back lost in her own world. Michael had continued snapping pictures, unable to believe the scene unfolding in front of him. He could see his mother pushing Reverend Thompson to his knees in front of her, and saw him slide her skirt up over her fantastic ass. He pulled her panties down and put his face in her pussy. Susan was like a zombie now, pulling Reverend Thompsons face tighter and tighter in her pussy. Michael could see the same looks in her face that he saw six years ago as she came and locked the reverends face to her cunt. Michael could even see her cunt juices dripping from the reverends chin. Michael could not believe it when he heard footsteps in the church and he knew that neither his mother nor Reverend Thompson had heard them. Suddenly there in the doorway was Kathy Thompson. The look on her face was one of total disbelief Susan was still holding Reverend Thompsons face in her pussy and did not realize yet what was happening. Michael watched as Reverend Thompson jumped up and tried to cover Susan’s nakedness. Having shot the last of his film as Mrs. Thompson closed the office door. Michael thought that he better get down to the office in case Mrs. Thompson lost it and tried to hurt his mother. As Michael crept up to the door he could hear Kathy yelling at Susan. Kathy was yelling that Susan was not the first whore that Reverend Thompson had been caught with, and that if this ever came out she would ruin Susan’s life. Kathy told her that she was not going to have her life ruined because of some tramp like her! Susan was crying almost hysterically tried to tell her that this was an accident and that she was not a tramp, but nothing could be said to make the situation any better. Kathy told her to get out of the church and not to see her husband again. Michael took off out the door and headed home.
On the drive home Michael tried to sort out all that had just hap-pened. He was pissed that his mom had fooled around with someone else. At least she had not fucked him or sucked his cock. He was also jealous that it had not been him eating her pussy. He had never done that to a girl, but he felt it only fitting that he would suck his mom’s pussy first if possible. The more he thought about this, the more he figured there just might be a way to make some of his fantasies come true. There might even be a bonus in this in the person of Kathy Thompson. He had always wondered what it would be like to fuck the preacher’s wife. Her tits were not as big as Su-san’s, but they were nice shaped and seemed firm and she did have a nice ass and legs. He would have to see just how bad she wanted Reverend Thompson to keep his job and good name. Michael had just finished developing the negatives when he heard his mom come into the house. He hung them up to dry, not worried because his mom never came into the darkroom. He went upstairs to say hi. Michael could see that she was still upset, but since he could not let on that he knew what had happened he asked her if something was wrong? Susan said that it had been a bad day, and that she and Harold had had an argument before he had left on his trip. She asked Michael not to go anywhere because she was going to start dinner. As Michael sat watching TV he was trying to figure out the best way to approach the situation at hand. After coming up with several different ideas, he decided to just let things progress for a while to see if he got any better ideas. After dinner his mother said she had a headache and went to lie down for a while. This was fine because Michael was eager to get back to the darkroom. Michael could not believe how many pictures he had shot. In the last couple that he had shot Kathy Thompson was standing in the doorway, and it looked like she was just watching her husband eat Susan’s cunt. Michael smiled as a plan started forming in his mind. Michael spent the rest of the evening making up three copies of the pictures that he had shot. Two of the copies he put away and the negatives he put in a separate place where he knew they would not be found. All he had to do now was get through school tomorrow and the fun would begin.

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Fantasy

call Me your Master

Well the night before was very interesting. I was abit sore from the pounding I got last night. I shivered as I walked to the hotspring, where Squall’s maids were preparing a bath for me. Most of them were fuckin’ whores. Even worse… lesbain whores! They were constantly trying to do stuff with me. I hated it. I am a frim believer in staying ture to my master. Even though I had a long way to go before completely earning his trust and regaining any domination in the relationship, I was happy. This was a happy time for me… No longer alone… I had him. As the whores… I mean maids cleaned up the area and laid out some new clothes for me, I pondered on a idea on how to keep them away from me. I pondered as a blonde haired one came towards me and pulled me close against her stupidly large breast. I blushed madly and growled at her… Matelli… or Matie for short. Matie had a very bad habit of trying to pull me into a dark corner and having her way with me. I could just tell Squall and have her fired… or killed… as possessive as he was, but I’d prefer not to have anyone else beheaded or killed on my behalf… like the last butler who tried to molest me.
“Is everything to your liking miss head pet?” Matie said, lust and vemon in her voice. It made me twitch and want to cry out to Squall.
“Its fine Matelli-chan… really… now please let me go…” I whimpered abit, pushing the breast out of my face so I could breath.
“Awwwh… but you’re such a sexy little mutt girl…” she said. I twitched. I hated being called ‘mutt-girl’.
“Grrrr… that’s it!” I yelled, making a hand-sign. My voice had changed.”Can you please let me go now…”
“What the..?” Matie pushed me away and looked at me wide eyed. I smirked. “You changed… into a boy?!”
“Yup… dick and all…” I laughed, with the smooth voice of a young boy. Matie frown and stomped off… upset… obiviously… at least she’ll leave me alone now.
I sighed, as all the girls left. I was finally alone. I smiled as I found some strawberry shampoo. My short black hair fell just above my shoulders and my eyes were a navy blue, if not almost black also. I removed my clothing and wet my hair abit, then went to a small stool and sat in front of the large mirrors. I sqruited some shampoo into my hand then started to massage it into my hair. I closed my eyes and rubbed my hair, thinking about things that had happened in my life. I had gotten so deep into thought I didn’t even notice when someone came into the spring.When I reached for the warm bucket of water to get the shampoo out I couldn’t find it. I looked around for abit with my eyes closed to keep the soap out of my eye, when someone poured the water onto my head. I shook my head rapidly, my hair shaking like a dog’s fur. I rubbed my eyes clean and looked behind to find my master behind me, laughing.
“You should learn to keep your guard up more my dear Okami…” he said, chuckling. I looked up at him, grunting and blushing.
Squall smiled and picked me up and carried me to the spring. I looked down at the water and then to him. He had a smirk on his face. Oh no…. As I predicted her dropped me into the water. I regained control and lifted my head out of the water splashing him. We both laughed. He was only wearing his pants and that silver chain he always wore. He grinned when he saw he and his pants were all wet.
“Looks like I’ll have to take a bath aswell…” he said, still grinning. I knew this meant some interesting new personal chore I had to do for him. He removed his pants and his boxers before looking at me and smiling ever so devilishly. “Come her my dear Okami…”
I did as I was told, walking over to him timidly. He sat down on one of the stools, one that was abit taller than the one I was sitting on. He looked at me, then clapped his hands. One of the maids, brought him a basten with a lofa, some shampoo, and some soap. He handed it off to me and gestured for the maid to leave. He smirked.
“Now… clean me up…” He said. I blushed.
“Wha-What?!” I barely kept myself from yelling.
“Clean me up… don’t make me repeat myself Okami…” he said frimly. I glupped.
“Yes Master…” I said shyly.
I had no choice. I wondered if he even minded that I was currently a boy now. I shurgged at the thought and filled the bucket with warm water. I walked back over stumbling abit with the now heavy bucket full of water. Squall chuckled at him and I pouted abit. Bad enough I have to wipe his body down and now he’s gonna laugh at me. I poured the water over him… sadly he was expecting it so there were no suprizes. I started at his head, shampooing his hair. I guess he liked the way I massage his head because I swear I heard him purring. Then I started rubbing his shoulders and back. I used a tender hand with him so I didn’t cause any accidents like cuts and srcapes. That would get me in trouble… I started to go lower rubbing the soap on his lower back, then going around and washing his chest. He wasn’t very dirty… or even dirty at all. He was always clean except after a battle. I loved that about him… despite me being always messy. I do keep myself clean but my living area is quite literally the seventh pit of hell. I got abit lower and stopped, turning my head and blushing. Washing his private part wasn’t exactly what I was looking foward to. It just felt awkard. He chuckled noticing my hestitation.
“Go on… there’s nothing to fear,” he reassured me. I wasn’t convinced.
“Is there any other option…?” I asked.
“Clean it with your mouth…” he said with a grin. I twitched and blushed brightly. “Well?”
“I’ll use the lofa thank you very much…” I said, as I started to clean his manhood. He chuckled.
I really wish I didn’t use my strawberry soap on him. I loved that soap and now it was more than half empty. I would have to beg him for another bottle and try not to demand one. When I was finished I pour another bucket of water over him to get the soap off. He stretched and smiled.
“That was nice… ” He said, as I started to clean up. “Oh don’t worry about that… Matelli will take care of it.”
I laughed at the thought of Matie having to cleaning up after two boys. Squall made his way to the hot spring and without him even telling me I followed right behind him. I realized I was on two legs before I kneeled over onto all fours. I knew my master liked that so I did so. Once we both settled in the hot spring, we talked for abit. We actaully had a normal conversation… which suprized me really… it shouldn’t but it did. But that never lasted long. I was kinda thankful for that. It would get boring I guess if my master wasn’t himself. He grinned at me. I knew that grin and I had seen it many times. Oh boy… what was gonna be my next command… even though I shouldn’t complain… but what would he have me do as a boy.
“Okami-kun… come here…” he commanded. I blinked and nodded, making my way over to him. “I was thinking… I kinda wished you did clean me with your mouth…”
My eyes widened. I didn’t like the sound of that… or did I. My little friend inbetween my legs seemed to think otherwise. I knew I didn’t have a choice when he drew me choser into a deep kiss, pulling us both out of the the deep end of the water and into more swallow water. He placed his hand around his own manhood and rubbed it abit presenting it to me. Needless to say I blushed.
“You know what to do…” He said. I blushed and started to make a handsign, but was stopped by him. “No no… stay just to way you are Okami-kun”
He stessed the -kun in with my name. I glupped as I went down just above his manhood. My hand replacing his at the base. I blushed as I ritaully kissed the tip of his cock, then started to lap at it. He started to purr abit, as I started to suck on him. Almost like a reflexed he spread his legs abit more purring and ‘Mmmm-ing’ from my caresses. I soon started to suck abit hard, massaging the base of his hardening erection, bobing my head up and down. I looked up at him, seeing his eyes closed. I realized I was pleasing him so I continued. My hand tenderly rubbing his balls and base of his cock. My tongue swirling around his erection and even deep throating it. Soon I felt something warm in my mouth. He grabbed my hair and pulled me away, so I could see the pre-cum. I sat back much like a canine, the water covering my hands, feet, and behind. He smirked.
“Nice work… now come here…” he said. I crawled over to him and he turned me around and pulled me into his lap. He postioned me right over his hard manhood. “Now bring yourself down”
He whispered in my ear, which made my own manhood twitch with desire. I did as he was told but slowly. He smirked, putting his hands on my waist and bring me down onto his cock. As the hard inturder pushed into my entrance, my insides tightened instantly. It was easiler to come down thanks to the water acting like lubication. I guessed thats why he stessed a normal conversation in the water, so I could soak and it’d be easiler on me. When he filled me to the hilt, I must of really tightened around his erection because he groaned out loud. I leaned back, my head on his shoulders, me clenching my teeth together as I adjusted. When the pain subsided I shivered and moaned. I stirred abit and he took this as a signal to continue. He started to thrust upward into me, holding his hands on my waist, encouraging me to move up and down. I did so as a leaned forward abit and started to move. He grinned as I fully adjusted and he started thrusting upward at a insane speed. I moaned and cried out as he started pounding into to me.
After a few minutes, he stopped and repostioned us. He leaned me over one of the warm hot spring rocks. I looked back my eyes clouded with lust and love from the heat of the moment. He angled himself and thrusted in again. I striking wave of pleasure hit as my version literally turned white. He started to pump my hardened erection as well. This only increased the intense pleasure. All that mattered now was him and I, joined together prefectly. My hands clung to the rock as he thrusted in and out, pounding against my prostate. I cried out his name several times during the session. Soon, after some hard, deep thrust he came deep inside of me and like a good slave I came after my master, splattering the rock with my seed. We panted, shivering as we tried to hold ourselves up. He pulled out of me and I moaned before colasping onto the large flat rock. I welcomed its warmt and the comfort of its smooth surface as I panted. Squall, of course, caught his breath before me and kneel over me again. I could feel his breath against my neck.
“Love you my dear Okami-kun” he said. I smiled with my eyes closed.
“I love you too, my Squall-sama” I said, dreamily. He gave a light chuckle. “What?” I wondered.
“You just have the cutest face when you cum…” he said with a smirk. I blushed and opened my eyes wide. He laughed abit. I could only smile, turning over and looking up at him.
“Mmmmhm… well anyone would when getting impaled by you…” I said, my vision still hazy from the whole ordeal. I can’t believe he recover so quickly from all that. Oh well… guess being his pet will test my endurance and stamia aswell. Hm… Well I wouldn’t have any other way. My master, Squall, teaching and me, his Okami, learning it all.

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True Story

Phone Sex

I love phone sex. I cant even remember the age it started, but I do know, I was really young on the partyline talking to grown ass men. They had to know I wasn’t 30 years old like I said I was. I probably sounded no older than the young teenager I really was. I have been perverted and have enjoyed porn and phone sex since my early years and I still do. Here is one story of my perversion!

Fiction

A Plain Girl Emerges From Her Shell.

The hand that had been at my breast, was now drifting down again, for a moment it caressed my stomach, then of a sudden, it was pressing through my skirt, and between my legs.
Automatically I fought against this unknown intrusion, I began to struggle, her hand stopped pushing, but still sat where it was. She lifted her head to look at me, “Diane, I want to touch you, and I know you want me to, just let it happen.” Then she kissed me again, I had realised that I loved her kiss.

Science-Fiction

The Champion’s Companion 18

Marcos went down the hall and found the Queen with Kaarthen and her girls drinking tea.
Marcos walked over to Mara noting the smell of brandy in the room and the women’s red eyes and blustery cheeks. “Here eat this.” He said offering the hair to his little fuckpet.
“You building a one woman harem Marcos?” Kaarthen asked. Beside her, the Queen sat up wondering what she meant.
“I travel a lot.” He said dismissively. “Besides that’s only the second one.”
“We’re watching you.” Kaarthen said drunkenly and fell back passed out next to the Queen.
“Can you do it on your own?” Marcos asked Mara ignoring them.
The Queen perked up again. “Do what?”
Mara stood. “This.” She dropped her clothes and stood unabashedly naked after changing into darkly tanned, robust, massively breasted, dark haired, and voluptous Duchess Clarin Perstavy. She studied her new body in wonder as Marcos inspected her behind.
The Queen looked amazed at the transformation. “That’s amazing! That’s how you got into the palace that night?”
“Mmmhhmmm.” Marcos muttered fumbling around whipping out his cock.
Mara dropped to it quickly and used her tongue to lift and gobble it. She tasted the other woman on him and continued even more frenzied relishing the mixed tastes of both their cum. After a moment, Mara was bobbing quickly using her own style to augment the Duchess’ more capable body. Marcos felt the difference sliding into her throat from Mara’s body and the one she wore now. The Duchess was bigger bodied and her throat was wider for him and her tongue was slightly more coarse, wider, and longer.
“Bend over Mara.” He commanded.
“Yes, Master.” She said turning and dropping to all fours.
Marcos shuffled behind her looked over to the Queen who was shifting around trying not to be obvious as she tried to masturbate. “Kaarthen’s right next to you.” He said with a grin making her blush.
He lined up and pushed slowly into the Duchess’ pillowy ass. Mara’s additional experience made the ride a dream just as he imagined. Her ass clenched him as he buggered her and he barely had to move as she tilted and worked her hips. Finally, she undulated in a quickening fashion that Marcos hadn’t felt before. Her tight ass seemed to spin on his cock as it raised and lowered chaotically.
Finally, he reached up to her shoulders and spewed into her. Mara leaned down and accepted the warmth and let it trickle deeper into herself.
“Wow that was…” The Queen said leaning forward and creeping off the couch toward him.
“Mom!?” The prince called entering the room.
The Queen shot up and moved around the couches and end-tables to intercept him as Marcos popped over to a couch facing away from the prince. “Hello! Aaa…honey. Did you want me to watch you with the horses?”
“Yes, please.” The prince practically beamed. “What happed to Aunt Clarin?” He asked looking over her shoulder.
“…Nothing to worry about…she’s just tired.” The Queen said stumbling for something to say. “She’s…just sleeping.”
“Oh. Well come on.” He said grabbing her and pulling her from the room.
Marcos noted with a smile how he handled her ass.
Turning back, Marcos got hard looking at Kaarthen sprawled out. Her legs were splayed with one up on the lounge’s arm and she had fallen over onto her side. The palace had found clothes for her and she wore a short linen dress that seemed like a shift on her tall busty frame. On the sides, her high pale breasts swelled out the armholes searching for release.
“Hmm maybe one more.” Marcos eased over and plucked a single white hair from Kaarthen before offering it to Mara.
She took it and smiled as she swallowed it.
Marcos dropped down into Kaarthen’s unwitting presence and hoisted her long pale legs to his shoulders. Her short dress fell away and flipped up to uncover her. Her hairless crotch was shinier than usual. Its contrasting purplish grey lips opened and pouted to him.
With a smile, he shoved into her just as the wetness drooled out. His wet cock did some of its own lubricating as it sunk into her. With a start, she opened her eyes. Marcos smiled at her
“Hey.” Kaarthen said clearing her throat squirming only slightly to get comfortable.
“Why, hello.” He replied thrusting into her gently.
The heavy weight of breasts pressed to his back surprised him.
Kaarthen’s doppelganger Mara moved over. Unlike the others, this version wasn’t her twin at all.
Without the magic of the Priestess ensuring an Amazon like appearance, Mara looked like a Drow, which wasn’t a surprise. Kaarthen’s almost transparently pale skin did little to hid the dark flesh underneath. In the absence of sufficient light, her pale skin failed to reflect and Kaarthen looked like a drow anyway sometimes.
Mara stood identical to Kaarthen in form, with the same incredible curves of muscles, Half elfish ears, and wide hips, but her breasts sat slightly lower and flatter without milk and her skin was completely black. Her eyes told the truth and were the pale blue of Mara’s real body. Her hair was also different, though similarly white, it fell freely since Mara hadn’t braided it as Kaarthen had started doing recently.
“Sexy.” Marcos noted and turned back to Kaarthen.
Marcos shoved into Kaarthen harder while looking back and forth between the two ladies. His hands tested Mara’s parts. He found her asshole was wet from his last spending.
Kaarthen pulled herself up and offered him a teat while pulling him in and wrapping her legs around him tighter. Mara drank from the other breast and pressed into Marcos from behind to help her along.
They clung together tightly rocking and squirming together like an odd three headed beast. The room creaked around them and the smell of brandy was everywhere. After several minutes, a grunt from Marcos in the middle of the tangle signified his release as he shot deeply in to Kaarthen.
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Kaarthen, Mara, and Ein discovered their own popularity with the ranks of nobles. Her name was Gerris Blacksail. Kaarthen was invited numerous times to her audience but never replied. Marcos told her to have a few drinks with her and just see what happened and tell him what they ended up discussing. He also got hard and smiled stupidly at the woman’s name, which put Kaarthen on alert.
Finally, the svelte blonde Noblewoman dropped pretenses and ‘found’ her way into their apartments. Ein and Mara were playing a game of Queen’s crux alone when she came in.
Posing her full figured frame against the door, she knocked after entering, and looked about questioningly. “Excuse me. Where is your Mistress this afternoon?” She asked watching their game intrigued.
Ein replied without looking up. “Our Mistress is inspecting a room beneath the stables. She is gong to recover the Dark Mother statues for the city.”
The noble woman eased over and sat across from them at a sofa. “Yes, we all love the Dark Mother. Perhaps you girls are bored of that game though. Oh? Is this brandy from Dar Delis it is my favorite. Don’t you girls like it too?” She said eyeing the brandy on the end table. “Come over here and let’s drink and wait for your mistress.” She patted the seats on either side of her.
In short, order the practiced Noblewoman had the two very drunk. Hungrily, she got them both onto her lap as she ran her hands under their body socks. Mara had helpfully cast off her robe and leathers as she got hot and lay back against her topless.
“Oh you sweet girls have big girl bodies mmmm.” She rubbed her face into the bountiful breasts.
“Yes, lick us here.” Mara said rolling back and opening her legs.
“MMmm yes my favorite.” She got over her and pulled off Mara’s pants.
Behind her Ein struggled out of her clothes. Drunkenly, she draped herself over the noblewoman’s back as she licked and slurped Mara.
The noblewoman groaned feeling the girl’s hands caressing all around her. Ein’s fingers and hands caressed her loins and bosom with the shared mind of Mara’s extensive knowledge and experience.
“You girls are so sweet.” The noble woman groaned under the carnal massage.
“Yes… cum for us…” Mara and Ein said in soft unison.
“Uuhh You girls… You girls are good…” The noble woman’s tongue slowed as her mind swelled in the warmth and pleasure.
“We know what you want…” They replied.
“Ya… You sure… You YOU Aaahhh… Ah ah ah aaaa.” The noble woman struggled into a climax and surrendered to it.
Together they push/pulled her up onto her knees between them. “Now let us lick you.”
Ein pulled away her dress exposing her curvy painted body. The noblewoman’s broad hips, shoulders, and thighs were decorated in pirate references. Women stood in the rigging staring out at the horizon across her ribs, or stood over her belly button in conquest, Mermaids poked out furtively from between her thighs, across her back defeated wretched looking men bemoaned their fate under the whips of Wave Mistresses.
“Aaahhh?” She muttered feeling Ein’s small hands reach around and caress her breasts as she leaned back into her.
Mara got in between her thighs and licked diligently sucking onto the flowing softness. She nibbled and sucked on the woman’s bud pulling it out from its hood into the maelstrom of her mouth.
“Oh wow!” The noblewoman moaned trying to lift herself of Mara’s mouth. Her sensitive parts were in the pleasure too intensely.
They noticed her pain and paused. “We’ll try this…” They said cryptically.
The noblewoman felt Ein pull her onto her back over her to lay flat on the couch. From behind she nuzzled and sucked her neck as her small hands rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Mara stayed between her legs and gave her a look of smug mastery that scared her.
“What are you…?” She asked feeling something push into her. Mara shushed her as she moved in tighter. Her cock was starting out at only an average size of five inches since the tight noblewoman was a pure Sapphic lesbian who abhorred penetration.
Ordinarily Gerris would be repulsed but the corner of her mind that wanted dominance and refused to be taken was too satiated, too buzzed by the warmth. Her thoughts of disgusted abhorrence to penetration were muffled and confused by the seductive pair.
The musk of the aroused women kept the noblewoman’s dizzy mind sensitive and receptive to them. Ordinarily her kink pushed her to penetrate others, and only to help them climax, unless some kind of punishment or domination was necessary. The feel of their long hair, the knowledgeable soft mouth and its smooth cheeks, the soft feminine skin under her hands, being under the weight of soft breasts, and feeling the hot cock slide into her. In the back of her mind, the feelings and sensations rang with something instinctive.
“Drink of us…” They softly urged.
Ein shifted and sat across her face and held herself over the supine blonde waiting for her tongue. The noblewoman’s Sapphic urges were placated drinking in the Ein’s carnal slurry. Under her, Mara pushed in deeper and stretched her body in new ways. Womanly thrills tingled her loins as her body reacted instinctively.
She felt the pleasure growing and exploded. Ein’s pussy gushed over her almost sympathetically as she screamed into it. Inside her, Mara’s phallus anchored deep and a spurt, then a stream of heat spewed into her.
“Take from us…” They groaned pressing themselves to her.
For the first, time her body felt the impulse to open itself and accept the offering of its mate. She also felt the immediate urge to curl into herself and sleep. The warmth she had received was at the top of her mind as she slumbered peacefully.
Under the earth outside the palace, Kaarthen giggled quietly as she and Rinis polished the statues with Sister Dellin. Mara reacted instinctively when she wielded that cock of hers. She would allow Mara to keep her cock and have it retract in the form of her clitoris like her Sisters. Kaarthen felt her pleasure in her gentle subjugation and domination of the woman. As a six hundred year old former vampire sex slave she knew what to do to make the fully Sapphic lesbian whimper need fully for her cock. The new experience had lit a fire in the sex slave. She would have to be careful or Mara would become like Marcos, and fuck first and ask names later.
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Over the next few days, reports were made and sent off. Marcos purged a majority of the staff at the ambassador’s residence. The women Kaarthen rescued were sex slaves bought from various pirates and slavers. Seventeen women were found in the room. Few of the women could leave. Only three women knew where they were and where they were from. Kaarthen arranged for escort and got them out safely. Most of the other women were too messed up to function on their own immediately.
They were all very quiet and never spoke. They were all very skinny and pale. Most had dark hair and haunted expressions. Some covered their eyes in their hair and shut out the world. Kaarthen worried most because they seemed to have no problem reverting to sex and submitted at the drop of a hat. They fidgeted around men and lingered in their company. Marcos seemed to think nothing was wrong with the squirmy submissive women. If anything, he encourage the little ‘cum hoarders’ to eat.
Various problems developed dealing with the women and helping them heal. Kaarthen had to refer to Mara to understand. The women were very deferential to men as a result of their long captivity. They quietly submitted and offered themselves if a man even looked at them with desire. Mara explained a vast shift in priorities from their ordeal that led the women to associate sex, cocks, and cum with security, warmth, and food.
As a result, the women had to be cared for and directed by a firm hand that would protect them from the unwitting, or outright manipulative people in the palace. Marcos was more than accepting of the idea of bringing them to Mavvus. He knew a house that could take them, give them a job, and keep them protected.
Kaarthen knew he would send them to a brothel where they could be as free as they wanted. She also knew he was going to use them for more of his plots once there. Nevertheless, she was glad that his women would be able to protect them in Mavvus at the very least. One redeeming quality about Marcos is his approach to security. Despite being a complete and unapologetic misogynist, the exotic women he bred were trained and educated to be some of the smartest and deadliest creatures to walk under the sun.
Kaarthen was happy using a ship to get back to Menthino. She understood traveling with the large group would be too difficult. Every stop would become a nightmare of head counts, and sleepless nights wondering if one of the more active women had snuck out to feed an urge.
After another week, Marcos and his group finally left. Arrangements for Partez Rocert were made through the Senate in a series of unanimous votes orchestrated by the newly empowered Queen. The Senate and the Queen needed a political target and scapegoat and he was it. After the death count from ‘the guild house purge’ and the ‘palace massacre’ various heads of noble families and several nobles of high standing were missing. In order for Sellis to keep the satellite cities placated, his punishments had to be known in every corner of the realm, and leave know doubt of where all the troubles came from.
Reports came in on his movements as he made his way to the city. He fully expected to have the nobles in his hand, the guild at his back, and the Queen entangled in an awkward position. He was going to enter the city as the prodigal son of a failed embarrassment. Marcos laughed at the surprise he would get. The Queen had already picked the horse to drag him.

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The Hot Orgy

The Palace Club takes up two floors, the ground floor and a basement floor. It’s a swinging club. Entering on the ground floor, you enter a lounge that looks much like a small bar. Except that some people are walking about, dressed only in towels. Newcomers are still dressed in street clothes, and some have paid the entry fee just to come in and gawk.
Once past the front lounge, you enter a larger lounge, complete with a bar who’s business is mostly fruit juices, water, and other light refreshments. Most people are still in their clothes, not having made it to the locker room off to the right. In front, there is a raised stage, with tables scattered around. The “dance floor” has been taken over by tables, reserved for resting party-goers, most of them still nude or wrapped in towels. After undressing in the locker room, you have your choice of where to go. Back to the lounge and catch an amatuer show (which can be very hot), or off to one of the group rooms, the pool, or a specialty room. The group rooms are smaller rooms with matresses for groups, private or public. They are various sizes and if you want a private one, you can charge it to your fee (based on the number on your wrist or ankle band).
By far, some of the most popular rooms are the specialty rooms. These are in the basement. There are three B&D rooms, with smaller “private” B&D rooms nearby. There’s the S&M room with two smaller ones, the “rubber” room, for those interested in the wetter aspects, complete with four full size bathtubs. One of the most interesting aspects is that there are showers scattered around the building, and each will hold at least four people. It isn’t unusual to walk down any hallway and see a man or woman dressed in bondage equipment or to see something like a woman leading her man by his cock.
As I said, the Palace is a good place for orgies. I’ll skip the require- ments for getting in, except to say that you need a clean test report from your doctor, dated within a week.
This Saturday, my wife and I had gone to the Palace, after getting young Lisa to babysit our 18 month old. We had arrived earlier in the evening, and now I was heading towards the bar in the second lounge. I needed a break as much as a glass of OJ. I’d just come in from the pool, after helping a man fuck his wife. She’d wanted a fuck-sandwich, so I pumped her pussy while he filled her butt. She was a very sweet gal named Diane, and we’d all enjoyed it. My wife was off somewhere, getting her thrills, which we’d share later tonight after we returned home. The OJ was good, and I watched the show on stage. A pair of girls were 69’ing each other while two guys pumped them. These were not pros, but average guests, showing off for the crowd. People were clapping and making approving noises as the foursome switched around into a variety of positions. The men announced their orgasms and came inside their ladies, and the girls continued to lick and suck each other’s pussies for a while. The men sat back and watched. When they were done, the foursome stood and held hands, bowing to the audience. They were glistening with sweat from the hot lights, and their exertions. The girls’ faces were shiny with love juices, making their smiles even sexier.
I was going to wander into the back, near the group rooms, to see if I could find someone I knew, or someone new. As I passed a naked young lady who was sitting on a sofa in the lounge, she put her hand on my thigh and stopped me. Without a word she took my semi-hard cock in her mouth and began to suck it. Sitting next to her was her husband, fucking a big-titted woman of about forty. The gal sucking my cock was rubbing the older woman’s clit as she and her husband fucked. On stage, several people were setting up for another show. All around us, people were entering, leaving, or talking. Some were slowly masturbating themselves or their partners. At one table, a woman was stroking her partner’s cock under the table, while fingering the pussy to her right, and carrying on a conversation with a woman across from her.
The gal sucking me was doing a great job, obviously having her fun with my shaft. She would suck it down her throat, then lick the underside and even lick my balls. She slid up the shaft and held the head in her mouth, swirling her tounge around it and flicking the sensitive head and area just below. Then down her throat again. She did this with unabashed enthusiasm, as if to show me that she really loved to suck cock.
On stage, a lovely young redhead came out and sat down on a thick carpet, spreading her legs to the audience. She began to masturbate, and after a few moments, five men walked on stage and stood around her. The men began to masturbate, offering her their cocks one at a time. The redhead liked to suck too, and she took a huge cock down to the base, making the audience applaud quietly.
The gal sucking me had me aroused and near orgasm, and watching the stage show, I felt a surging deep inside. I looked down and the gal was sloppily licking my shaft with her tounge, and rubbing it all over her face. She sucked the head and then looked up at me, mouthing the words “come in my face”. I couldn’t hold back. She had the head in her mouth, just as my sperm gushed out and began spurting. Waves of pleasure spurt from my cock, and she let the hot gooey cum splash on her mouth, cheeks, and chin. When I looked down at her, her face was streaked with white cum, some dripping off her chin onto her ample tits. She silently said “thank you” and I watched as she moved around and kissed the woman fucking her husband, smearing sperm against her lips.
I walked over to the bar again, to relax, and returned to watching the show on stage. The redhead was still sucking as each man jacked off next to her. The man to the right pressed his cock against her cheek and shot his load of thick cum. The girl turned and sucked the head, sperm dripping from her face onto her left tit and shoulder. The audience made some low ‘ahhs’ and then a man moved around and spurted his cum several feet onto the girl’s creamy white tits. They all started to cum quickly, and seconds later, the redhead’s face and tits were drenched in hot, thick sperm. The men helped her up, and they bowed as the audience applauded wildly. The redhead couldn’t keep her fingers from her cunt. She stepped down off the stage and into the audience. She walked over to a table where a pretty brunette was sitting with several other people and said something to her. The brunette, wearing a white towel, had been fingering herself during the show (I’d noticed). The redhead pulled the towel away and then pulled the brunette to her feet. They kissed, and the brunette went wild. She began rubbing her face and body against that of the redhead’s and licking her drenched tits. One of the men at the table lifted the redhead onto the table, and the brunette followed, rubbing her tits against the redhead’s. The men at the table took opposite ends and began to fuck the redhead’s cunt and mouth. The brunette and redhead shared the cocks and in short order, both men came, with the rest of the audience applauding and cheering them. One man came all over the brunette’s pussy, while the other came in her face. The girls licked each other’s faces and finally got up, with the cheers of the audience.
The bartender told me that he’d been backstage before the redhead had gone on, and that she was acting out her fantasy. To wit: to have lots of people see her get covered in cum, then have sex with another girl. He said that she was fairly new here, and that her name was Kathleen, or Kat.
Two young girls came up to me, and we talked a little. Neither of these two girls could have been much over nineteen or twenty at best. Both were clad only in towels, making my nakedness and swelling cock obvious. We finally went to one of the larger rooms. Both the girls were brunettes, and one had shaved her pussy. We entered a group room that was fairly empty, save for two couples at the far end. I began to suck one girl’s tits as the other sucked my cock, saying that she could taste some cum still around the head. She wasted no time in sliding her cunt onto my cock and riding me. The other girl, Patti, sat on my face, letting me taste her freshly showered cunt. I was under them both for a while, letting Patti get my face nice and juicy, when they switched. Now Patti rode my cock, while her friend Debbie got tounged. Debbie came very fast and her juices flowed down my cheeks. Then, she stood up and grabbed Patti’s head, shoving it between her legs. From behind, I watched Debbie’s nice ass clench and shake as Patti sucked her pussy. I grabbed Patti’s hips and slammed my cock into her over and over. Sperm rushed out of my cock and into Patti’s cunt, and I could feel her cumming too. Debbie pushed Patti back, and bent down, pulling my cock out and sucking the sperm from her friend’s cunt with loud moaning noises.
The girls were doing each other wildly, and I layed back and watched. Some other people came into the room and began their own party. One of the girls from the far side of the room crawled over and began sucking one of the new- comer’s pussies while the two guys she’d left double-teamed the remaining girl.
After watching for a little longer, I decided to try and find my wife. I was fairly sure that she was in a room with another woman at least, and maybe even another couple. As I entered the hallway, I almost ran into the redhead who’d been on stage. She was even wetter with sperm and girl-cum, and even her hair was wet. I told her she was incredibly hot.
“Thanks.” She smiled. “My name’s Kat.”
I introduced myself, and we walked downstairs towards one of the larger shower rooms. As we walked, the sperm on her tits ran down her stomach and made her look completely drenched. I asked her if her fantasy had been fun to perform.
“Yes!” Kat said, her eyes shining. “Especially Michelle afterwards!” I found out that Michelle was the brunette at the table. Michelle and Kat had gone to another group room, and every guy came on them both, then they would find the bi-ladies and lick their pussies. “I’m just about to call it a night. How about you?”
I told her I was looking for my wife, and that perhaps we could buy her a drink, or dinner afterwards. Kat asked if my wife was bi, and I told her yes. Kat agreed to a drink or dinner, saying that she would like to have some “swinging” friends outside the club.
Just as we entered the hallway on the bottom floor, we saw a tall, dark haired woman enter the hallway, wearing high black boots, elbow length leather gloves, and nothing else. She had a petite blonde with her, walking on her knees into the hallway. The blonde was nude, save for a collar, and wide wrist cuffs. The blonde was tied with her hands behind her, and a leather strap ran between her legs from her cuffs to her collar. As we approached, the blonde’s face glistened wetly, and her long hair was tousled. I recognized the tall mistress, as Mistress Karen, from our previous visits. I let my hand slide down Kat’s ass, and I found her entrance as we still walked. She wriggled her butt and my fingers slid into her sopping pussy. I called out to Mistres Karen and introduced Kat.
Kat told her that she looked sexy, and that she (Kat) had always wanted to try a little B&D to see what it was about. Karen looked at me and then my cock.
“Well, have you been pumping cunts tonight?” She asked, then looked at Kat. “Or maybe cumming a lot on a redhead?”
“Oh! That’s not his cum.” Kat said. “This is from about eight guys tonite, and a few girls.”
“Hmmm. You look like a sexy little slut.” Karen said, eyeing her red bush.
Kat’s pussy contracted around my fingers, and she pushed back a bit too. The blonde was kneeling and listening to all of this. “Have you forgotten your manners?” Karen asked me and then nodded to the blonde.
“Oh! Yes. Kat, this is my wife — Tracy. Tracy, meet Kat.”
Kat looked down at Tracy, and Tracy looked up at Kat, noticing my fingers deep in the redhead’s cunt.
“I want to suck your pussy pleeeeezze!” Tracy begged. Karen had obviously brought her to a high state of arousal (again), and now she wanted release. Kat stepped away, grabbing my hand and holding to Tracy’s mouth. “Taste” Kat said. Tracy licked my fingers off, sucking each one greedily.
Karen watched, then began her speciality. “You want to suck this sperm covered slut’s cunt?” She asked Tracy. Tracy’s moaned a yes. We went into a small unoccupied room. “Lick the cum off her tits.” Karen commanded Tracy. Tracy stood up and began licking sperm from Kat’s tits, lapping like a kitten. Karen stood next to me, stroking my cock as I stroked her clit and pussy. Karen had large tits, the kind that sag a bit, and I fondled one while we watched the two girls.
“Yess.” Kat moaned. “Suck my tits. Lick the cum from the nipples.”
Tracy did, and Kat pressed Tracy’s face against her sperm covered chest rubbing her tits on Tracy’s face. “Eat her cunt.” Karen said after I slipped two fingers in her soaked pussy. Tracy knelt and began sucking Kat’s dripping cunt, with both of them finally laying on the floor about a minute later. As we watched, Karen and I both got hotter and hotter. I moved behind her and slid my cock in her cunt and began to slowly fuck her as we knelt and watched. After a few minutes, I whispered an idea to Karen, and she chuckled, nodding her head.
“Enough!” Karen snapped. “Tracy, lay down on your back.” Karen re-tied her hands, this time to her feet with long leather straps. Tracy’s legs were wide open and bent about halfway.
“Now, I want you to fuck Kat, half-standing.” Karen told me. Karen moved us into position. Kat, standing over Tracy’s chest, bent over and put her hands on either side of Tracy’s hips. Then I slid my cock into her wide open cunt and began to pump. Tracy had a good view of me fucking this hot redhead’s twat. Karen moved Kat so that her face was inches from my wife’s blonde cunt, and Kat’s tits barely touched Tracy’s stomach.
“Now,” Karen said, “pump your hot cum into her cunt. Fill her full of cum!”
I began to fuck Kat, feeling her soaking cunt drip as I stroked in and out of her. Her hips were slippery from all the cum that had run down her body, and we rocked against each other roughly. Then Karen ordered Tracy to urge us on, to tell us what she wanted to see, because Tracy wouldn’t get her pussy sucked until after Kat and I had both cum.
“Fuck her.” Tracy said, knowing that this wasn’t enough.
“You can do better than that.” Karen said, pulling on one of Tracy’s large dark nipples.
“Fuck her cunt. Let me see you cum in her cunt!” Tracy said.
“C’mon slut!” Karen said, still pulling a nipple, “I’ve heard you do better than that. Get nasty!”
Tracy did, and she got us all very hot. “Fuck that sperm covered slut! Fuck her wet cunt. Cum in her cunt and make her suck my clit and cum in her face. I want to cum on her sperm covered face!”
Karen was pulling Tracy’s nipples now, and talking dirty too. “You like to watch your husband fuck little sperm covered sluts? You like sucking his cum from slut’s cunts don’t you? I’ll bet you’re his cum-drenched slut at home. I bet you love his cum on your face and tits don’t you?”
Kat’s tightening pussy and the dirty talk got me off. I moaned and rammed deep into Kat’s cunt, filling her with my cum. No sooner than we’d finished, than Karen pulled me out, and made Kat kneel over Tracy’s face. My still hot cum ran down her thighs and dripped from her cunt, right into Tracy’s mouth and face. Kat sat down on Tracy’s lapping tounge, and began to cum again. Karen pulled me away and sucked my soft cock while we watched. Kat bent down and she began to suck Tracy’s cunt, sucking her clit hard.
Tracy always came hard, and now, fully aroused and begging for release, she was out of control. Tracy arched up, grinding her cunt against Kat’s face, and then writhing underneath the sperm drenched redhead. Kat too was pushing her cunt against Tracy’s face, and the two of them moaned and thrashed.
Karen had sucked me to hardness again, and I told her that I’d just about had my limit. While the two girls sucked each others cunts, Karen mounted me, and began a slow fuck. We watched Kat and Tracy, redhead and blonde, give each other multiple orgasms. Kat was sucking cunt like she was starved for it, and Tracy was trying to keep her face in Kat’s gyrating crotch.
Karen raised up and then lowered herself onto my cock, letting me penetrate her asshole. As we fucked, Tracy saw that I was fucking her Mistress’s ass.
“Butt-fuck her!” Tracy yelled. “Fill her butt full of cum!”
Karen’s tight asshole gripped my cock nicely, and I let her set the pace for now. Kat untied Tracy, and they were getting off again. Karen seemed to be more excited by their actions than by being fucked. I began to ram up and meet her downward moves, drawing a small gasp from Karen. As we began to move faster, her tight ass milked at my cock, making me feel that I could come again. Tracy and Kat crawled over, Kat licking at Karen’s wide open and dripping cunt. It was Tracy who stood, sweaty and glistening from the cum off Kat’s body, and she grabbed Karen by the hair and pulled her face to the steamy blonde cunt.
“Suck my clit you butt-fucking dyke slut!” Tracy said as she shoved Karen’s face between her legs. “Suck my cunt you leather loving lez. I’m gonna make you lick sperm from our cunts, and fuck your butt with a huge dildo!”
I could feel Karen’s orgasm start, her asshole twitching as Kat licked her clit and Tracy’s words took us all higher. As soon as the first orgasm stopped, Kat made her come again. Then Kat and Tracy switched off, and Karen did lick some of the sperm and cum from Kat’s face and tits. She also sucked any that Tracy had left in Kat’s twat, licking the redhead’s cunt until she came.
Finally, I told Kat and Tracy to each take one of Karen’s big tits and to rub their pussy juices all over them. They did, and Karen was moaning, her fourth orgasm making her ass twitch and pulse. That sent a signal to my balls and I could feel my cock swelling in her butt. Karen grabbed Kat’s ass and she buried her face in the redish bush, sucking and moaning. Seconds later I was pumping her butt full of cum. My cum spurted in her butt, and Tracy’s fingers slid deep into Karen’s cunt.
“I felt it!” Tracy said gleefully. “I felt you cum in her butt!”
Karen shook and moaned into Kat’s pussy, then she leaned back and relaxed. We all did. Kat, Tracy and I took showers together, and Karen found another girl who wanted to lick the girl’s juices from her breasts.
After our shower, we all decided it was time to go home, and Kat, Tracy and I returned to our house.
At home, Lisa, our babysitter who was 18, was paid and I took her home, a drive of only about three blocks. We’d met Lisa’s mother, a very attractive woman in her late thirties, at the Palace, but Lisa didn’t know where we had met her mom, nor that we went to the Palace too.
Arriving back home, I checked the baby, and then went to the bedroom. Kat and Tracy were already naked and slowly caressing and kissing each other. They asked me to join them, but I was fucked out. Kat crawled down the bed and she sucked me into hardness, saying that at least I could fuck them all night now!
I told them I had to rest, and left them to ‘play’ for a while. I went into the kitchen and put some decaf coffee on. I was now wearing only a robe, and the warmth of the house felt good. I was pouring a cup of coffee when a small noise made me look around. I listened, then heard Tracy’s soft moans from the bedroom. As I walked into the bedroom, Tracy was sitting on Kat’s face, clenching her tits and cumming. A movement by the glass door to the back yard caught my attention, and I dashed out through another room, and around the side of the house. I ran smack into Lisa, knocking her down.
“What the hell?” I said, looking at Lisa panting on the ground.
Lisa was looking at me too, but her eyes were fixed on my open robe and my cock hanging down. “What are you doing here?” I asked her, closing my robe.
“I-I…I mean…I..” was all she could muster.
“Spit it out.” I said, leading her back towards the kitchen door.
“I was curious.” She said meekly. “I sorta knew you were swingers, and you brought someone home.” She went on to tell me how she had snuck out of her mother’s house and jogged down here, wearing only a t-shirt and a pair of nylon shorts with her sneakers. Inside the kitchen, I offered her some coffee.
“Well, what did you see?” I asked her.
“Ummm. Tracy with that redheaded woman.” She said, sipping her coffee.
“Okay…what were they doing?” I asked.
“Eating each other out.” she said quietly.
“Does that bother you?” I asked.
“No. It…it’s sort of sexy…exciting I mean.”
“Have you ever gone to bed with another girl?” I asked her.
“Once, when one of my girlfriends slept over. We messed around a little.”
“Did you like it?”
Lisa’s eyes dialated, “Yes.”
“Are you still a virgin?” Tracy’s voice asked from the edge of the kitchen.
Tracy was wrapped in a robe, leaning against the wall behind Lisa. Lisa turned around, a little startled.
“No. Not since sixteen.” She said.
“I’ve heard most of what you said.” Tracy started. “Wanna join us?”
Lisa started to look at me, then looked back at Tracy. She seemed to be unsure of how to answer. Kat appeared from behind Tracy, still stark naked, and she opened Tracy’s robe, squeezing Tracy’s left breast. Lisa slid off the stool, and walked over, running her hands over Kat’s back and ass. Kat took Lisa’s face gently and kissed her lightly, then Tracy did the same. The three girls moved off to the bedroom. Tracy crooked her finger at me and I nodded, whispering that I’d wait a little while so they could enjoy Lisa to themselves.
A bit later, I checked the baby again, and then entered the bedroom. I’d been hearing their muffled moans through the bedroom door, and wondered what sort of fun they’d been having. Finally, I had to join them.
When I walked in, a very erotic scene hit me. Tracy was tied to the bed, something she likes, and Lisa was fucking her with the long double-dildo that I’d bought her last year. Kat was butt-fucking Lisa with a strap-on didlos and squeezing her tits real hard. Lisa’s face was flushed as was her chest. I moved over to the bed and dropped my robe, kneeling next to my wife’s mouth. Tracy sucked my cock, and I pulled on first Lisa’s then Kat’s nipples. Tracy let go of my cock and told me that she wanted to see me cum on Lisa’s tits. Lisa had fine, firm tits. They weren’t round, but rather elongated and still firm enough to stand away from her body. I began to move around when I thought of something interesting. I moved behind Kat, and slid my cock into her sopped pussy to get it nice and wet. Kat moaned and rammed Lisa’s asshole even harder and Lisa rammed Tracy’s twat. Tracy was getting wild, unable to move the way she wanted. She was holding on for us all to cum with her too. I made Kat stop and I slid my cock into her butt, feeling her tight sphincter let me in slowly.
“Ohhhh yes!” Kat moaned. “Fuck MY ass too!”
As I pushed forward, Kat pushed into Lisa. Lisa, with her ass and cunt stuffed full, began to cum, panting and telling us that she was cumming. Then I started to move in Kat’s butt even faster, making her fuck Lisa too. We were a freight-train, every forward move echoed right into Tracy’s cunt, and then as I pulled out, so did Kat, then Lisa. Lisa was moaning and panting out loud, leaning over and licking Tracy’s tits with her tounge.
“Cum in her asshole!” Tracy commanded me. “Fill her butt with sperm!”
Kat began to cum, and her butt clamped down on me like a vise. Kat was shaking and moaning, with Lisa still trying to move under her. Kat asked me to pull out, which I did gently. When I slid out of her butt, Kat sighed, and then her hips shook, and I could see her thick white cream run down her thighs.
“Kat, let Tracy suck you now!” I said, and helped her move over Tracy. Her cunt was literally dripping on the bed, and Tracy sucked and lapped it up from Kat’s pussy.
I went into the bathroom, and washed off my cock, wanting to fuck Lisa’s cunt, not her ass. When I came back, Lisa was working the thick double dildo up Tracy’s asshole, having removed it from her own cunt. I crawled up behind her and licked her sweet cunt, and Lisa pushed back, moaning softly. When I looked up again, Kat was sliding her sopped cunt on Tracy’s tits, and she had spread Tracy’s cunt lips wide so she could stroke Tracy’s clit. Lisa however was already tounging the exposed clit.
On my knees, I slid right into Lisa’s tight pussy, and began to fuck her tight little body. Lisa moaned and sucked on Tracy’s clit, then on Kat’s as Kat moved down and sat clit-to-clit on top of Tracy. Lisa had both girls moaning as I fucked her hot slit, and her juices were soaking my crotch and the bed under her. I was near to my own orgasm, so I asked Tracy about what she wanted earlier.
“Tracy? You still want me to cum on her tits?” I asked her.
“Yessss!” said a voice from behind Kat. “Cum all over her! I want to lick your cum off her tits! Cum all over her please!”
I moved from behind Lisa, and she sat up, sucking my cock into her mouth. Kat moved off Tracy and watched, as did Tracy.
“Cum! Cum in her mouth, on her tits too!” Tracy moaned. “Let me lick her off!” Tracy was struggling at her bonds, urging me to come. “Soak her in cum!”
I pulled out of Lisa mouth and jacked off, with Kat fingering Lisa’s hot little clit. Cum spurted against Lisa’s face, then I aimed it at her tits. More white cum splashed against her tits, and ran down over her nipples. The last spurt splashed against her chin, then sat back.
“Let me lick it off of you, pleeezee!” Tracy begged. Lisa crawled up and let Tracy lick my sperm from a nipple. Then Kat came up and showed her.
“Press her face against your tits.” Kat said. Lisa leaned down and pushed Tracy’s face against her tit. “Now rub your tits over her face.” Kat said. Lisa began rubbing her tits against Tracy’s face, smearing the jism on my wife’s lips, chin and nose. Kat was licking sperm from Lisa’s face, then kissing her. I picked up the dildo that Kat had been using on Lisa, and then crawled between their legs. My semi-hard cock slid easily into my wife’s throughly drenched cunt, even with the large dildo still in her asshole. The smaller dildo, I slid up Lisa’s butt and began to stroke her tail with it. Lisa groaned and rocked her beautiful young hips back and forth. Tracy was thrashing about under us, and her clenching cunt told me she was cumming over and over.
After a while, I had Lisa and Kat untie Tracy, and sit her about halfway up. They pinched her nipples and let her suck theirs as I slid in and out of her hot juicy cunt. Tracy’s face showed wet spots of sperm as did Lisa’s tits. Watching my wife suck tits and lick nipples always turns me on and I felt my last orgasm begin to surge up my cock. Tracy fet it too, and begged me to cum all over the three of them. I compromised. My sperm gushed in her cunt as I pulled out, and the next spurt sprayed her belly. I moved closer and jacked off on her face and tits, spurting the hot white juice all over her. Lisa and Kat began to rub and lick it off of her, smearing it on each other and then kissing each other.
For me, I was pooped. Tracy was going wild again and the three of them kept at it. I went to the livingroom sofa and fell asleep, too fucked out and too pooped out to continue. I woke at four a.m., when Lisa came out and woke me up. She was still naked, but clothes in hand. She kissed me and said she had to go home. I asked if she might get caught, but she said her mother never caught her, especially if mom’s boyfriend spent the night (and he had). Lisa asked me to cum in her mouth before she left, as a goodbye, promising that next time she wanted me to fuck both her ass and cunt. Topless, she sucked me off in the livingroom, and she was rewarded with my warm cum coating her tounge. A little drop had dribbled on her chin, and this I wiped up and spread over her right nipple, promising her more there next time too. Lisa rubbed my still oozing cock over her tits, then put on her t-shirt. She smiled and left the house quietly.
In the bedroom, Kat and Tracy were snuggled up together and I slid in next to Tracy. I got another hour or so of sleep until the baby started crying and demanding to be fed at seven. Tracy crawled over me and used the bathroom, cleaning off and donning a robe. Kat used the bathroom, and returned to bed, holding my cock as she cuddled from behind. Tracy finally returned after she put the baby in her play pen, and we all took a shower together.
Two weeks later, Kat is living with us in the spare room. We still need Lisa to babysit, especially since Kat, Tracy and I go to the Palace together. We come home earlier now, and have a four way with Lisa. We had planned to take Lisa to the Palace, but the weekend before, we spotted her mother there, and she was something! Alice, Lisa’s mother was taking a black cock up her ass while fucking another man. A young woman jerked her partner’s cock off onto Alice’s face, then Alice ate the girl’s pussy. Before we left, I happened to see Alice in the B&D room, tied up spreadeagle, with a girls dildoing her butt and cunt, and guys lining up to cum on her face. Well, at least Lisa gets her love of sex naturally.
Now, if I can only survive these women to live to a ripe old age!!

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Spying On My Neighbor

Watching My Neighbor
To some guys, my next door neighbor might not catch their eye as being hot, but to me, she is like a fine wine that has gotten better with age. Myra appears to be in her early fifties and she has a body that makes you want to disregard her age and bend her over. I don’t know what she does for a living but she is always wearing really nice dresses and suits. I live in a condo and Myra lives right next to me, and often I am home to see her drive in from work. She usually backs into her parking spot and I always watch to see her step out of her SUV because she is usually wearing a skirt that rises up her legs really far. Yes, I know I’m a perv.
Myra has beautiful legs which are usually covered in a pair of stockings and tall high heels. She likes to show off there toned muscular shape and I could always picture them wrapped around me. She was slightly tall but not too much, and she had a nice rack which could also be seen peeking through the buttons on her blouse on more than one occasion. She had real short graying hair and was always very friendly. When we first met she took me inside her condo to show me the difference between the two of ours and she was very touchy feely and stood really close.
One day I saw Myra outside and I went out to say hi to her. During our conversation I asked her if she could use an office chair. I told her I had an extra one and she could have it if she wanted. She was very thrilled when I told her this and she gladly excepted it but she didn’t have time for me to bring it over right that second so she told me to bring it over anytime when she got back from running errands. I went inside and watched a movie while waiting for Myra to return and I must have fallen asleep. I woke up to realize that my movie was over and that Myra’s car was in her parking spot so I got the office chair to bring it over to her.
I knocked on her front door twice but no one came to the door. I reached for the door knob and to my surprise it was unlocked so I opened it. Immediately the sound of the television was heard and I pushed the door completely open but still didn’t see Myra. I brought the chair into the living room and set it down and as soon as I did I heard a faint moan. I stood up really still to see if I could hear it again and sure enough I did.
“Oooh, Oooh yeah,” I heard from the direction of her bedroom. Her door was shut and I knew something was up.
“Mmmm!” I heard it again, so I walked as quiet as possible to her bedroom door and the sounds clearly became louder and closer together. I had to see what was going on although I was quite sure I already knew. Slowly I twisted her bedroom door knob as to not make a sound. I opened her door just a crack so I could see in her room and there she was lying spread eagle on top of her bed masturbating.
“Oooh God!” She yelled as she was slipping a vibrating dildo in and out of her pussy. I knew that at any second she could look over towards the door and see me and that I should probably leave right away but I couldn’t help but stand there and watch Myra masturbate. I watched intensely as the dildo penetrated her wet pink lips and played with her hard nipples. Watching her make that dildo enter and disappear inside of her and then reappear coming out of her pussy covered in her juices started giving me a boner. Her body was as nice naked as I had imagined it would be and I stood there with envy towards that lucky dildo.
“Oh Shit!” I heard her yell as I looked up to see her looking at me and I shut the door and started to panic. Before I could get to her front door to get out she yelled, “Hey stop!” I turned around and looked at her.
“What are you doing?” she asked me as she stood there with a blanket wrapped around her body.
“I, uhhhh, I was just bringing you the chair,” I blurted out nervously.
“Well, I guess you had fun watching me!” she said. “Do you normally make a habit of watching other people masturbate like that?!”
I started to stutter and tried to blurt out some kind of excuse but before I could she said, “Did you like what you saw?” I smiled at her as she smiled back at me and I told her, “Yes, I liked it very much.”
“Well I guess you can come give me a hand,” she said to me as she dropped the blanket that was covering her voluptuous body. I followed her back into the bedroom and she got on the bed and laid on her back.
“Since I caught you spying on me you have to do as I say,” She said as she spread her legs.
“Eat my pussy!” she demanded as I took off my clothes and jumped onto the bed. Those legs I used to stare at and fantasize about, I was kissing and rubbing them. They were so soft and smooth and when my mouth reached her vagina she wrapped them around me and shoved me into her body sending my face crashing into her wet sticky pussy. My tongue made its way over every square inch, licking it and sucking on her thick pussy lips.
“Oh baby” she moaned while my tongue flicked over her marble sized, swollen clit.
“This is so much better than a vibrator,” she said. Her pussy tasted so could and I couldn’t wait to put my cock in it.
“Don’t stop!” she yelled, and as I continued to eat her pussy her moans became louder and louder. She loved it when I sucked on one of her lips really hard and tugged on it away from her body. My tongue was attacking her clit for several minutes when she let out a huge sigh and I could feel her clit twinge as she orgasmed and her juices trickled out of her vagina onto her bed. While she was recuperating I was lying next to her caressing her legs and squeezing her tits. She loved it when I circled my tongue around her large, tall nipples.
“Um, why don’t you fuck me now,” Myra said as her hands were swirling around my hard cock. She pushed me over onto my back and positioned herself on top of me. Slowly she rubbed her soaked pussy over my dick and then all of the sudden she sat down on me sending my cock into her tight hole. I couldn’t believe how tight she was. Her tits flopped up and down as she began to ride me like a cowgirl. She pinned my hands up behind my head and started fucking me really hard. I reached up and caught one of her tits with my mouth and started sucking on it as she continued bobbing up and down on my cock.
“Oh God, it’s been so long since I had a young cock inside me!” She said in between moans.
“Let me fuck you from behind,” I replied. She got off of me and got on her knees raising her ass up in the air. I got behind her and shoved every inch of my thick cock into her throbbing pussy.
“Ooooh, Fuck me!” She yelled. I began pounding away at her body making several loud smacking sounds.
“I’m going to fill you up with cum,” I told her. I smacked her ass several times and Myra continued to moan and cuss even louder. My dick felt so good entering her tight pussy lips from behind. I pumped my cock into her pussy over and over, deeper and deeper and when I was about to blow I put everything I had in me into my thrusts.
“I’m Cumming!!!” I grabbed her hips and fucked her as deep as possible until several streams of my warm cum filled her pussy.
“Oh baby, I can fill it. I can feel the heat,” She said a few times. I pulled out of her and my cum was already starting to trickle out of her pussy lips. She layed down for a minute and then went to the bathroom to clean herself up. I started to put my clothes back on and was thanking her for the great sex.
“Thank you!” she replied and said next time I don’t have to spy on her, but to just come over and fuck her. She has a boyfriend but he is old and Myra told me she liked my young hard cock inside of her better than her boyfriends Viagra. Every once and a while I’ll go over and see her to have a little fun.
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The Spirit of Cassy

Jason met Cassy in their junior year in college. He was going to change the business world and set it on its ear with his brilliant insight and steadfastness and she was headed into the world of education of our youth by becoming a secondary teacher of English. Both were ambitious but naïve and both of their desires proved to be wrong. It was part of the mush that one learns in our colleges today and they didn’t realize it until they got out into the real world.
But that first meeting between the two of them was something special that changed their young lives forever, for during that eventful event, a bond developed between them that eventually led them down the road into matrimony. They were married out of convenience to hide the fact that they were pregnant before they entered their senior year and Charlie was born before they graduated.
Charlene, not Charles, was a premie; born a good five weeks early to a C-section, and was a little bit of a thing throughout her entire life. But she had the energy and good looks of her mother and the sensitivity and caring of her father as she grew into adolescence, so by the time she reached 12, she was a well adjusted pre-teenager with a caring demeanor hidden in an unbelievable body of good looks and bubbling personality.
As for her parents, their lives took them in a different direction from what they started out to be. Jason did start his own business but in the trades field by becoming a licensed contractor and a home builder. He had framed all through his college years so when he graduated, he had a family to feed so he stuck with the thing that he knew and eventually started his own business.
Cassy, decided after two years as a classroom teacher that she wanted to do other things rather than babysit oversexed teenagers so after much soul searching, she became an editor for a local publishing company and learned that not only was she good at it but she really loved her job. It took the best of her two worlds and combined them into a perfect scenario for which she thrived off of.
They grew as a family as most young families do, starting off in a rented apartment, then upward into a rented house and finally into a house that they and the bank owned. They filled it will furniture, first ratty, then nicer and most important, they filled it with the love for each other beyond belief. They would play and laugh and sing their way through the years of growing until that fateful day when Cassy found a lump in her right breast.
For two years the three of them fought it with all of the might. The surgeons cut into her three times, she tolerated the Chemo Therapy for just over two years and the Radiation cost her the little dignity that she had left, but just over two years after they diagnosed her with cancer, Cassy passed away and the family went into a grief that only those who have suffered such a loss can ever imagine.
Charlie was 12 when she was diagnosed and 14 went she passed; right at the age when girls need their mothers most. Charlie had none and although Jason tried, he could not fill the void left behind by Cassy’s passing. No one could and Charlie was left to suffer.
It was no “cake walk” for Jason either because his soul mate, his lover and his wife was taken from him at a much too early time in his life. He was only 35 when she left him with their daughter and with his business thriving, it didn’t leave a great deal of time for him to be a nurturing father and mother all rolled into one. Again, Charlie was left to suffer and there was nothing that he could do about it.
Their once happy little family turned into a complete dysfunctional one in a matter of two short years as each of them continued to grieve in their own way; Charlie by searching for the affection that she craved and Jason by burying himself in his work. It had to come to a head before it was too late and it finally did one Saturday afternoon.
This particular Saturday was like no other because it just so happened to mark the four year anniversary of when they got Cassy’s diagnosis. It had been building up in Jason for almost a week and when that day finally arrived, it hit him pretty hard. He told himself that it was just another day and it was no big deal but he could not feel anything but total remorse when it got there. He found himself completely distraught and by the mid afternoon on that day, he was in his bedroom sobbing his eyes out longing for his beautiful Cassy.
All of his grief, all of his pent up remorse came gushing out of his eyes in a torrent of sobs and tears. The greater he vocalized his loss the more he needed to let it out. He was wailing very loudly behind his locked door as he buried his head in his hands. There had to be an end somewhere to his emotional release but it was nowhere close so his tears continued to flow.
Charlie heard him from the family room as he started his ordeal but as it turned into an out crying of all of his emotional turmoil that he had kept inside of him, the escalating volume forced her into checking it out for the well being of her father. She crept down the hall and listened in at his bedroom door as he continued to wail his grief louder than she had ever heard it before and wondered what she could do to sooth him out of this nightmare.
She decided that she should respond so she gently knocked at his door and said in a low voice, “Daddy, are you alright?”
She heard his cough and sniff and then he blew his nose and answered, “Ah yeah Charlie, I’m just, I’m just, ah,…” and then he opened the door to his confused daughter.
“Oh Charlie, I just miss your mother so much and, well, today it just got the better of me that’s all. I’m sorry you had to hear me breakdown like that but, well, today was the day that we found out your Mommy had cancer and it was the beginning of the end for her and me, and you too Baby. I know that I haven’t been much of a father to you these last couple of years but I just couldn’t be. You needed me to be a good Daddy and a good Mommy and I wasn’t either. I’m so sorry Baby,” he blurted out and started his tears all over again.
Charlie joined him on the bed and fell into his arms and started to release her own emotions. She cried on his shoulder and he sobbed into hers as they once again began to wail away at their sorrow. They stayed like that for the longest time with Jason stroking her back and Charlie rubbing her daddy’s back.
Charlie broke the silence with a question that she had wanted the answer to for a long, long time. It was a question that she thought she knew the answer to but decided that this was a good time to confirm it. “Daddy, we used to have so much fun every Saturday morning watching cartoons in your and Mommy’s bed. I would bring the Cheerios in with me when I came in and the three of us would joke and have so much fun just watching the TV. Then when Mommy got sick, we stopped having all of that fun. We stopped having any fun at all. I know how sick Mommy got and all but we stopped having any fun doing anything. Was it because you were sad back then also and how long will it be before we can start having fun again?”
He lifted his head from her shoulder to look his daughter in the eye. He studied her soul deeply through the windows that were open to him and what he saw turned his heart to mush and his mind to thinking about the last couple of years. Of how he had shut her out of his grieving and his life and how ashamed it made him feel. “Soon Charlie,” he said with a smile on his face. “Real soon.”
That was the start of a healing time for Jason at least, and a time of discovery for Charlie. It was a bazaar chain of events that led them to a whole new world of fun and adventure, while at the same time, taking them into the unknown element of spiritualism. It was a time that would change both of them forever.
After thinking on Charlie’s question for the better part of a week, on Friday night, Jason informed his daughter that he thought that the next morning would be a fun morning to rekindle some old habits and start having fun again.
“Tomorrow, we start up the tradition of watching cartoons in my bed again so bring the Cheerios and your pillow because I’m taking the whole day off,” Jason announced just before bed time and it was met with a laugh and a promise to be there right on time. Charlie was so excited about this time with her Daddy once again that she could hardly sleep after hearing the news.
“We’re starting to become a family again,” she thought. “Just me and Daddy, watching cartoons on a Saturday morning.”
That next morning, Jason awoke to the sound of rustling in the kitchen and he knew that his daughter was getting the Cheerios ready for their breakfast feast so he hustled into the bathroom to empty his bladder and jump back under the covers just in time for Charlie to make her appearance carrying the box full of Cheerios and her pillow. She came bounding into the room wearing her tee shirt for pajamas and her long bare legs sticking out of it. She plopped herself down on the bed next to her Daddy and sat right up on her pillow for support.
“Turn on the Cartoon Channel Daddy,” she said with her gleeful voice.
Jason flicked on the remote and tuned it in to the channel as Charlie pulled out a fist full of Cheerios and stuffed them into her mouth. She was munching away when Jason said with a twinkle in his eye, “Hey, don’t be such a hog, save some for your ol’ man.” She smiled and handed his the box and they shared their breakfast as if they didn’t have a care in the world.
When she had had her fill of the dry cereal breakfast, she repositioned herself out of the sheets with her head facing the TV and lying on her front with her head resting on her hands and elbows. She was watching the cartons intently as she wiggled her hips in an attempt to get comfortable. In so doing, she managed to expose her little panty covered butt to the world and didn’t even realize it.
Jason soon took note of it and marveled at how much his little girl had grown up. He had never noticed that she had developed a nice curvaceous behind that he was just now looking at but he must have known that she had grown some hair down there also. As he was ogling her rear end, she suddenly turned her head and caught him looking, so she smiled and said, “You can touch it if you want to.”
His eyes got as big as saucers as he stated in shocked distain, “Charlie! I wasn’t thinking of any such thing! You’re my daughter for heavens sake. What made you say that?”
“Well, Mommy said that if you ever wanted to touch me that I should let you,” she said in a matter of fact sort of way.
“What did you say?” he asked not believing his ears.
“That you could touch my butt if you wanted,” she repeated herself.
“No, no, who told you to tell me that?” Jason asked once again.
“Mommy, last night in my dream,” she said. “I had a dream last night and in it you were wanting to touch me all over and then Mommy came up to me and told me that it was alright to let you because you hadn’t touched a woman since, well, you know,” she said diverting her eyes just a little.
“Charlie, that was just a dream,” he told her. “Mommy really didn’t come up to you and tell you anything. You just thought that she did. Mommy couldn’t have talked to you because she’s, ah, passed to heaven.”
“I know Daddy that Mommy is dead,” she exclaimed. “I was there don’t you remember? But I swear that Mommy talks to me sometimes.”
“Talks to you? You mean last night wasn’t the first time that you’ve had this dream?” Jason asked.
“No.” Charlie answered. “She talks to me all the time. Whenever I have a question about, well you know, girl’s stuff, she always comes to me and answers my questions.”
“Well, Charlie,” he said in his disbelieving voice, “the next time you mother comes to you would you tell her that I’m not going to touch your rear end, no matter what she says.”
“Okay,” she said turning back around to watch the rest of the cartoons.
Jason’s mind went to the conversation that they had just had and wondered if he needed to check into counseling for his daughter. Maybe he had better keep a better eye on her for her own sake because fantasizing about seeing her dead mother must be some sort of symptom for something. But as he looked down at her rear end once again, he wished that it was true because he was enjoying looking and fantasizing over more than ogling over her cute butt cheeks.
They continued to watch cartoons until the morning had turned into afternoon. They got up, changed and went out to the park and had a wonderful day, so wonderful that they swore to a repeat it the very next Saturday. But that next week, their conversation about seeing Cassy and having her talk to his daughter weighed heavily on Jason’s mind. He couldn’t get the image of Charlie’s little butt showing out of her tee shirt and he wondered what was hiding under the gathered material between her legs.
Jason convinced himself that Charlie was having some sort of hallucination or something when she reported that she saw and spoke to her mother. There could be no other logical explanation for her saying such a thing. He told himself that he would get to the bottom of this no matter what it took but first he would talk with her one more time and see if her story persisted.
That next Saturday morning, Jason awoke early and went into his bathroom to relieve himself and to get fully woke up before Charlie made her appearance. He was wearing his pajama shorts as a bottom and an old sleeveless tee shirt as his top. He made sure that everything was tucked in properly as he made his way back into the bedroom and as he was getting into the bed, Charlie knocked at the door to announce that she was coming in.
Her smile lit up the room as she leapt onto the bed and settled down with her Cheerios and pillow and crawled in next to him under the covers. She was wearing a short cotton night gown that barely covered her rear end and was kept up by two broad shoulder straps. Her panties were also cotton and were a light colored horizontal stripe. He thought about telling her to not wear that sort of apparel when she was in his bed but decided that he would broach that subject later.
They turned on the TV to the Cartoon Channel once again and settled down with their breakfast to watch their shows and after she had her fill, she again crawled out of the covers, switched positions and got comfortable on her tummy to watch the cartoon. Jason eyes were transfixed on the striped panty material that she was so proud of and it was all that he could do not to place his hand down on it. He thought for a second about what to do and then decided that this was a good time to bring up Charlie’s hallucinations again.
“Been talkin’ to Mommy this week?” he blurted out in an almost sarcastic tone to his voice. He realized the instant that it left his mouth how it sounded so he instantly added, “I mean, did she come to you in any more dreams?”
Charlie did not answer immediately but just lay there motionless. Then she rolled to her back and looked up into Jason’s eyes and asked, “You don’t believe that Mommy talks to me in my dreams do you?”
“Well,” he said, “I think that you think that she does and I think that you get a great deal of pleasure out of imagining that she does.” He stopped for a second to gather his thoughts and then said, “Charlie, no matter how bad you want it and no matter how bad I want it to be otherwise, your mother, and my wife, is dead and no amount of fantasizing about her coming to you in a dream is going to make it any different. Don’t you see that Honey. I wish that it were true but “No” I don’t believe that Mommy comes to you in your dreams.”
Charlie slowly propped her head up on her elbow. Try as he might, Jason could not control his gaze and when it went down to look at her panty covered crotch, she caught him looking and kind of gave off a shy smile but didn’t pull her night gown down. She just lay there looking at him with this funny look in her eye and then said, “Mommy told me that you would not believe me. When she asked me if I would allow you to touch me all over, she told me to tell you that “You should touch me the same way that you touched her the first time back in the library at college.”
Jason’s mouth flew open with disbelief at hearing this old memory brought to light. How could she have known about that, he didn’t even remember it until she told him that very second. What the hell is going on here anyway?
“Charlie, what do you know about the first time that I touched your Mommy” Jason asked his daughter with an earnest face.
“Well, all I know is what Mommy told me the other night. You were in the library, supposedly studying. She was wearing a pull over blouse and skirt and she had a sore muscle in the shoulders so you volunteered to give her a back rub. You stood up and walked behind her and started rubbing her neck and after awhile you started moving your hand down the front of her blouse. You began feeling her up under her bra and that it was the first time a guy had ever felt her boob. That’s what she told me anyway. Is it true? Did you feel her boob just like she said?”
Jason’s eyes grew wide in disbelief as he stammered out his response. “How did you…did she tell you that before she…that is so personal I can’t believe…Charlie,…” he paused a moment, “that’s exactly what happened. But where did you hear that story?”
“I told you, in a dream Mommy came to me and told me all about it to convince you that I’m telling you the truth, really, cross my heart,” she told me again.
Jason was dumbfound with confusion, not knowing whether to believe his daughter or to scold her for tell him such a whopper of a lie; not to mention a very sensitive lie at that. He could not think clearly so after a few seconds past, Charlie continued.
“Daddy, I wouldn’t make up a story like this. I couldn’t begin to imagine what Mommy has told me to put it into a believable story to tell you. And why would I tell you such a lie? It would hurt you as much as losing Mommy in the first place and I would never want to hurt you like that. I love you Daddy and I would never do anything to hurt you. You know that don’t you?” she asked.
Jason just sat there on the bed next to his daughter’s legs. He was looking at her but not seeing her lovely body that was partially exposed to him. He didn’t know what to say he was in such deep thought and somewhere during that deep thought he placed his hand on her leg and started to absentmindedly caress the soft skin on her thigh.
Charlie felt the thrill of his touch as she relaxed under the warmth of the contact. She laid her head back down on the bed and closed her eyes to enjoy the soft sensation of her Daddy’s caress. He rubbed the top of her thigh with his finger tips and the side of her leg with the back of his knuckle. Slowly and gently he alternated his fine light brush as he allowed himself to continue to touch his beautiful young daughter’s leg as he tried to grasp what was happening to him.
“You can touch me anywhere that you want to,” Charlie said softly bringing him back to this world. He stopped rubbing and looked deeply into her eyes and then smiled a little. Very slowly, looking directly into her eyes, he moved his hand up to her tummy as he moved her night gown out of the way to feel the warmth of her bare skin of her stomach. She closed her eyes once again and let out a slight, soft sigh of anticipation.
Jason looked down at his daughter as she lay there under his soothing touch. He didn’t know whether to believe her or not. He wasn’t particularly religious or anything, he didn’t know about what happens to you after you die. He didn’t know if this was an elaborate ruse or the honest to God truth but, now looking at his beautiful daughter, he really didn’t care. He was going to enjoy the moment the best that he could and let the chips fall where they may.
“What else did Mommy tell you about that evening back at the library?” he asked.
“She said that when you touched her breast, she got so excited that she suggested that you take her back to your apartment. She said that you did and when you got there you took her into your bedroom and slowly took off your clothes. Then you removed her clothes and then you lay down and made love to her,” she said not opening her eyes.
“Is that all?” he asked her.
“Well, that it was her first time with anybody and that it hurt a little when you put it in her but that she really liked it and…”
“That’s enough details for now,” he interrupted her descriptive dialogue.
He touched her waistband of her panties as his eyes were feasting on her crotch area. He slowly ran his touch from side to side around the elastic, inserting his middle finger tip under it as it went. Then he withdrew it and ran his caress up to her navel and slowly ran one finger around and around the indention until he reached the bottom.
Jason was sitting cross legged right beside her right hip as he moved closer to her, barely making contact with his bare, hairy leg to her smooth soft skin. The new sensation sent chills down Charlie’s spine as she wiggled her hips just a little towards the exciting stimulus. He caught the movement and the contact so he upped the ante by raising his touch up under the night gown to her rib cage. She stopped all movement and took in a deep breath.
He was starting to get aroused with this contact with his young daughter and the blood was rushing towards his penis. His hand had a mind of its own and it continued to advance upward with every circular motion he made over her ribs and upper stomach. He then felt his finger tip brush up against the rise in her chest signifying the edge of her swelling breasts and they both stopped breathing entirely.
Jason looked down at Charlie and he could see the anxiousness in her face. She wanted him to touch her developing breasts but was apprehensive about the actual contact between her skin and his hand so she bit down on her lower lip in an expectant little strain on her face and waited. On the next circle over her chest, Jason stopped his motion and raised his hand up off of her skin, taking the night gown up with it. He raised the thin white sleeping garment off of her chest exposing the small firm mounds to his sight. He groaned and his heart melted.
Charlie was a tiny little girl in every respect and more so than most for a 16 year old but she had developed into a smaller version of her mother, more than you would imagine from your first look. She had the beautiful smooth facial features, the long blonde hair and the subdued yet perfectly proportioned body that, after you saw it, made you want to see more of it but all in a miniature sort of way. Her proportions were correct but in a much smaller package. So when her Daddy caught his first glimpse of this miniature Goddess, he almost lost his mind.
There before him were two of the most beautiful objects that he had ever seen. How could he have missed knowing that she had developed in such a way that made him now shell shocked? They were perfect in every way; they were perky yet soft, firm but pliable. Her pink little areoles were set upon her white soft fleshy mounds and they allowed her two little pebbles to stand up tall, begging for his attention. He felt that he must touch them; he had to taste them each.
Jason lowered his palm down slowly to make contact with her white breasts as they rose and fell with her every breath and, as that contact was made, he could hear a slight moan escape from her lips as she subconsciously raised herself up from the bed to assist in his caressing touch.
He relished at the softness of her mounds and the hardness of her nipples. He took one, then the other between his thumb and forefinger and twisted them gently, applying enough pressure with his fingers to stimulate it into an erect pointy hardness that reeked with the sense of wanting. Her eyes were closed tightly and her chin was raised towards the ceiling as she relished in the sensation that his hands were giving her. Then she felt his entire palm encompass each breast and she let out her breath with a gushing sound before she sucked it all back in.
As Jason bent down to kiss each one of her nipples, he slid his hand back down to the front of the panties that she was wearing and just as he passed over her waist, she rotated slightly to her right, bent both knees up in the air but then lowered her right knee back down to the bed. She had given him the invitation to explore her most private parts with this action and also opened up to his lustful intentions.
He welcomed her invitation and didn’t keep her waiting but pressed down with his palm on her abdomen and slid it down to the junction of her two thin legs. She wiggled her hips away from his presence for just a second as she let out another moan from the excitement but then she pressed her hips back into his persistent hand and fingers. He was pressing deep into her crotch over her panties but he detected a spot of moisture starting to develop down there so he started rubbing the thicker material of the crotch into her slit and to her opening just as she cried out, “Oh my God.”
Jason’s mouth and tongue were working over Charlie’s young tender breasts as his hand was flat against her open pussy. His fingers were digging into her opening and pulling out a fresh coating of juices as it strained through the crotch of her soaking panties. She was started to get this funny feeling deep from within her womb and she wanted something to happen to relieve it but she hadn’t the foggiest idea what would scratch her itch.
She started to buck her hips up in time with Jason’s penetrating fingers as her instincts took over her body. She had her eyes closed tightly and her teeth were working over her lower lip when she felt his hand go the waistband of her cotton panties and slide down inside of them. She sucked in her tummy to assist with his movement and then she felt the thrill as his hand made contact with her soaking wet lips and she couldn’t help but cry out her excitement.
“Oh Daddy it feels so good to have you touch me like that. I love the way you make me feel down there. Oh Daddy, I want you to touch me everywhere,” she cried out through her open lips.
Jason felt the velvety soft pubic hair barely covering her mound and then the wetness of her opening spitting out her fluids and his raging cock jerked its way out of the fly which moments ago contained the monster, leaving it sticking straight out at its target. He was starting to go a little crazy over his lust for his daughter and he wanted her more than he ever though possible. It had been such a long, long time and now it was right there in front of him. He had to have her but would she allow it?
He shifted to his knees and hovered over her little body as she spread her legs out wide inviting his hand full access to her bountiful treasure. He balled up his fist in her panties as he began to rub her slit wildly in an attempt to send her over the top. With his other hand, he took her tiny little hand and guided it towards his raging cock and as soon as she felt it, she cried out with excitement.
She began to rub it all along the shaft in time with his fingers penetrating her slit. She was bucking her hips up off of the bed in rhythm also as she was nearing a release to the wonderful build up that about to happen. She had never experienced an orgasm other than those she had brought on by herself so this one snuck up on her but it promised to be the best of all the rest.
Jason could feel his own build up in his loins and he knew that he had to stop her pumping or he would explode all over her body. But it felt so good, it was so memorizing that he just couldn’t break the rhythm and then it was too late. He knew the sensation from before but this one was greater than he remembered the urge could possibly be. It built and strained his testicles up into his sack as if it was the very first time. He grimaced and forced his breath to come out but, try as he might, he couldn’t expel his air as he tightened up every muscle in his body. Just as he was about to explode, Charlie cried out and climbed up his hand with her arched body and felt the force of her father’s hot sticky cum as the first rope shot out of his cock and struck her on the silky soft skin on her face.
She recoiled away from his fluids but after ducking on the second one, she allowed him to empty out his essence all over the front of her body. It was such a mixed emotional state for the both of them with each reaching orgasm exactly the same time as the other. They each wanted to experience their own and the other’s release but it was hard to distinguish between the two. So they just let it happen and as they each subsided into a soft rhythmic rocking, Jason laid down next to his daughter, draped his leg over hers and went fast to sleep.
They rested that way for most of the morning until Charlie woke up with a need to go to the bathroom. Sliding out from under Jason’s leg, she woke him up so he followed her into the bathroom to take a needed shower. He turned to his squatting daughter and asked, “Want to join me?”
She wiped her butt, flushed the toilet and said, “I think that I need it after you shot your stuff all over me,” and grinned. She hooked her night gown with her fingers and pulled it over her head. Tossing it to the floor, she looked into his eyes, smiled and pulled her panties down around her knees and let them fall to the floor also. Kicking them off with her toe, she stood there for a second in a pose that allowed him to check her out and then walked over to him and helped him off with his pajamas.
They entered the running shower and took up their positions under the spraying shower nozzle. Charlie turned her backside into the water and tilted her head back to get her hair wet. Jason soaped up the wash cloth and soon began to apply the soapy suds all over her glistening little body. They each enjoyed the soothing suds of the wash cloth and Charlie was enjoying it for the warmth and relaxing motion of the one doing the scrubbing while Jason was enjoying rubbing all over the naked body of his beautiful daughter.
As he guided his hand down between her legs, he dropped to his knees right in front of her and asked her to spread them for his convenience. She smiled but complied with his request. He looked up at the rivets cascading down her flat tummy and gathering in a torrent right at her two swollen pussy lips. Combining the force of two streams coming together straightened out the kinky pubic hair in its way downward and finally fell to the floor, letting the kinks return to her hair. As he watched this marvel unfold he moved his washcloth back into action and soon she was feeling the thrill once again of having her sensitive little pleasure button stimulated by his rubbing massage.
Her knees buckled a little as she reached down and grabbed him by the armpits to pull him back up into a standing position. She had to grab hold of something so she threw her arms about him as they embraced each other and mashed their two bodies together just like two lovers. He held her close and then bent down and kissed her passionately on her lips. She complied by kissing him back with all of her might as she slowly gave herself to his desires.
“This is so wrong kissing you like this. It is so wrong in so many different ways,” he said through his many kisses. “But I can’t stop myself. I have to kiss you. I have to show you my love. I have to love you. I have to love you completely. I have to love you right now.”
He reached to turn off the nozzle, picked her up into his arms and carefully stepped out of the shower. She was looking into his eyes for a hint of what was to come but as she was carried back into his bedroom, she soon got the picture and a sense of dire anticipation started to grow in her wet little body. Beads of water were running off of their bodies as he carried her into his room but he laid her flat down on the sheets and crawled in next to her.
“Mommy said that it would hurt the first time, just like it hurt the first time you made love to her. Will it hurt much?” she asked with a dreadful look in her eye.
“I hope not,” Jason responded. “I will try and go slow if it will help. Know that I do not hurt you on purpose, it’s just something that has to happen. So you want to go through with it?”
Charlie bit down on her lip again and then said, “Uh huh,” and closed her eyes.
He crawled between her young slender legs and positioned himself over her outstretched body. She was the proverbial virgin awaiting to be deflowered and Jason knew that it was up to him to make it as pleasant as possible for his 16 year old daughter. He decided to take it as easy as he could, not rushing into it but taking it as slow and pleasurable as he could. He decided that she needed to be kissed first and he needed this also.
He lay down with half of his weight on her but half of it off at the same time. He put pressure on her crotch by pressing his knee up into her junction but resting his body right next to hers. He then leaned forward and met his lips to hers in a sensuous kiss. They grew together during this exchange and before long they were intertwining themselves into a massive expression of the love that they felt for each other.
He pressed his body into hers as he put his arms about her slender body and rolled her over on top of him. She spread her legs on either side of his hips and ground her crotch into his. She could feel his massive cock as it slid up between them and became hard as a log. She shuttered at the thought of him putting that thing into her tiny little pussy but vowed to give it a try.
Jason wanted the oral satisfaction of licking her breasts and her pussy plus he would be able to excite her better than just with his hand, so he hooked his arms between her wide spread knees and raising them up to his face, positioned her directly over his mouth. She was shocked at first but when he began to open up her lips with his tongue, she started to relish the unbelievable thrill that it caused. When he hit her hooded node, she screamed out loud and ground her snatch down onto his pointy tongue.
He loved to lick pussy and his daughter’s was no exception. Her fresh young taste sent a chill throughout his entire body as he lapped at her juices that were beginning to flow. Her head was back and her mouth was open as she stifled a cry of ecstasy. She was starting to gain momentum towards another massive orgasm and she knew what to expect this time. She pressed her hips down into Jason’s oral assault just as the thrill of another eruption overtook her young body. She squealed and rammed his tongue into her clitoris as she gyrated around on his mouth. He moved his assault to her opening and she let loose with another gushing flow of juices that escaped from that very hole.
He took most of it into his hungry mouth but the rest oozed down his chin to settle on his neck. She was grinding away with her rocking action as he picked her up and moved her down so that her chest were just above his mouth so that he could suck on her breasts. She relished the feeling of having her tender young breasts taken into his mouth but she still had some fluid that wanted out of her pussy so she ground it back and forth across his stomach, trying to wipe it away from her opening.
He rolled her onto her back with him landing directly between her legs as he didn’t loose the contact between his mouth and the breast that he was suckling on. She was once again gaining towards yet another orgasm and he felt like he was getting ready to make it happen. He got up on his knees and guided his massive cock towards the opening to her vagina. He made the desired contact between her lips and waited there for a second.
“I think that you are ready Sweetheart. Do you want to go through with it?” he asked.
“Yes, but I need Mommy to help me,” she cried out through her clenched teeth.
“Cassy, if you are here and watching, give our little girl all of your love and attention. Please Cassy, you wanted this and now it is about to happen so if you are really here and this is your doing then please give us a sign,” Jason pleaded.
Charlie opened her eyes and gazed over his shoulder as her eyes grew wider. “Oh Mommy, you are here and you will protect me from any pain. I know you will. I know it,” Charlie whispered.
Jason started to press forward with his hips and his engorged cock started to separate her tight little lips and then began its entry into his young daughter’s virginal vagina. It was unbelievably tight in there with her unspoiled walls giving way reluctantly to this intrusion. But after a few inches, Charlie cried out to stop.
“Oh Daddy, it hurts too much! It’s too big, I can’t take it in anymore,” she insisted through her tears. “Oh Daddy, I want it so much but it will not fit!”
Jason rolled onto his back and took his daughter with him. His cock never left her opening as he explained to her, “Now that you’re on top you can judge your own pain tolerance by lowering yourself down on me. We have all day long so there is no rush. Now if you want to go through with this, then take your time and lower yourself down.”
Her eyes were open and the look was one of fear. But his words were reassuring in her ears so she gently started to ease her way down onto his cock and she made many faces of discomfort along the way. One was at her barrier when the pain got so great that a tear actually escaped her eye but not another sound of regret. She finally came to rest with his entire cock impaling her tight young vagina and she started to tear up just a little.
“Stop and rest awhile,” Jason instructed her. “You’ve made it all the way in so now there won’t be anymore pain, just pleasure.”
She closed her eyes once again and started to come off of his rod and as she withdrew it mostly out, her face turned into one of excitement and then she settled her weight back down upon it. Her eyes closed again and her mouth opened wide as her breath left her in one glorious rush.
“Oh my God,” she exclaimed. “You’re right. It feels so much better now. It feels satisfyingly huge buried deep in me. Oh my God, Daddy, I can feel your every movement deep inside of me!”
He rolled her over onto her back again with his cock still inside of her pussy. He began to pump his hips slowly at first until they got an excited rhythm going and they began to fuck in earnest.
“Oh, oh, oh Daddy,” she kept repeating. “Oh it feels so good. Yes it feels so good. Oh God, YES, OH YES. PLEASE PUT IT INTO ME! THAT’S RIGHT, HARDER, OH PLEASE HARDER, HARDER!!”
Jason’s hips were a blur as he rammed his hard cock deep into her pussy. She was meeting his every thrust with one of her own as she was building, building, building up to another orgasm but this one was vaginal instead of clitoral and that meant that it would be gigantic. She was straining every muscle in her body when it hit. Her back was raised up off the bed and her hands were pulling at her Daddy’s butt cheeks trying to pull him in further. Her breathing was non-existent at this point and her lungs were ready to burst and then she felt his first shot of sperm splashing off of her cervix and that was the release that she had been waiting for.
She screamed out at the top of her lungs in an excruciating long cry for joy as she gushed out with her orgasmic release and the fluids flowed out of her vagina. He was slapping his cock into her pussy wildly as he ejaculated himself into submission deep inside of her womb as she called on her Mommy spirit to guide her back into sanity. Finally they both collapsed into an exhausted state of consciousness that soon turned into slumber as they rested from their ordeal. But before Charlie fell asleep, she opened her eyes and told her Mommy, “Your welcome, Mommy. Daddy is going to be okay now. I’ll make sure of that.”

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Avery

A man discovers how decisions can change your life years later

True Story

My intro to cock 2

I had just turned 13. For a little more than two years, I had been giving my brother blowjobs. I now did it willingly. There was no use in fighting it. My guess is I had given him around 500 blowjobs. It seemed like every other day I was sucking his dick and swallowing his cum. The number could be higher because sometimes I would do it more then once in a day.
And I had become very good at it. I knew my way around a cock. I guess practice does make perfect. I knew all of the places that were extremely senstive. And I knew how to work my hand in unison with my mouth to make the blowjob amazing. I’ll be honest. I had begun to enjoy sucking cock and really enjoyed the taste of cum.
But it had been blowjobs only. I guess there was some taboo where my brother would not do anything else. Imagine that, a child molester with morals. Although not much for morals.
By this time, my brother had already signed up to go into the Air Force. He was leaving in two weeks. I was happy that I would not wake up with a dick in my face on a regular basis. But I was sad that I would not have a cock squirting cum into my mouth.
That night, I woke up to some voices in my bedroom. When I opened my eyes, my brother had his long dick right in my face. Without missing a beat, I opened my mouth and let him fuck my face as I lay there. It was another way I had regularly sucked his cock.
As he stroked his cock in my mouth I heard him say, “See, I told you he sucked like a pro. He gives better blowjobs than any girl.”
I was scared when I heard him talking to someone. As I glanced up, I could see his friends Brett and John. I tried to pull away, but my brother grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock close to the back of my throat. He told me, “There are several guys here. You will get them all off. Do you understand?”
I just shook my head as much as I could with a dick buried in my mouth.
I did not gag on his cock because that many blowjobs help you lose the gag reflex.
It was obvious that my brother had been at a party and was wasted, along with his friends. My brother stroked my mouth a couple of times and then pulled his cock out. He said, “Next.”
Brett pulled out his cock and put it by my face. I was turned on at the sight of another cock, I had only seen two hard cocks. My brother’s and mine. Brett’s was not as long as my brother’s, but it was bigger around.
Brett put the head in, then started slamming his cock in my mouth. He was fucking my mouth like a teenage boy fucking a teenage pussy. It only took a couple of minutes before I felt his head swell and I knew he was about to cum in my mouth. I couldn’t wait to taste someone else’s cum. But Brett had more control than I expected. It seemed he pulled his cock out just in time. I heard him whisper something to my brother as John put his dick in my mouth.
John’s dick was about the same size as mine. Not very big or long, but not too small either. He was more gentle. He slow-strokeded my mouth. It was a very nice face-fucking.
As he was stroking his cock in my mouth I heard Brett come out of the bathroom. My brother said, “Be careful. It could hurt.”
I felt the covers pulled off my body and some liquid was poured in my crack. I was on my stomach and was about to roll over when Brett Jumped on top of me with his face behind mine and said, “Don’t move and I will be gentle.”
I was scared. I had thought about a dick in my ass, but had not ever done it. My brother would only stick his dick in my mouth, not my ass. JOhn was still beside me, stroking his dick in and out of my mouth when I felt Brett guide his dick toward the crack of my lubed up ass. As he put presure on my asshole he said, “Just relax. It will hurt a little at first, but you will start to enjoy it.
The head of his cock pressed open my sphincter muscles. I tried to clench my butt cheeks because I felt like my asshole was burning. He stopped his pushing for a moment and said, “Just give it a second.” When I relaxed he started slowly pushing his cock the rest of the way into my ass. After a couple of seconds, i could feel his full weight on me and knew his cock was buried deep in my ass.
“See, its not so bad,” he said. And he started stroking my asshole gently. The first cock in my ass. I’ll never forget it. The burning subsided quickly and the feeling of a cock in my ass was amazing. It was such a ‘full’ feeling. When his cock passed certain place in my ass I felt a shot of pleasure every time. I later found out he was massaging my prostate as his cock moved.
As I started enjoying it, I would lift my hips to meet his thrusts. This encouraged him to fuck me harder. He really started pounding my ass and it really started to feel good. I didn’t realize it,but sounds started coming out of my mouth around John’s dick.
Every time he stroked. Um…um…um…um…um.
I felt his cock swell and slam deep in my ass. The first load of cum in my ass. It was great. I could feel the warmth of his cum draining in my ass. He only shuddered as he squirted over and over into my ass.
When he pulled out. my asshole felt open and airy. I could feel a little of his cum running from my ass toward my balls.
John pulled out of my mouth and moved to fuck my ass. I heard Brett say, “I’ll go get the rest of them from the living room.”
JOhn told me to get on my knees. I willingly obliged. As he moved in behind me, my brother got in front of me so his dick could get sucked.
John’s dick slid in easily. He was not as big as Brett and my ass was ready. John slammed me slowly. He would pull almost all the way out slowly, then slam into me. I allowed his strokes to be the pace for my cocksucking. As he was fucking me, I heard other people come in. Voices were all around saying things like,
“Damn, look at him go.”
“I have never fucked a guy before.”
“It doesn’t matter, your cock will cum the same anyway.”
My brother could not take the slow pace anymore, so he grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my face. I knew he was about to cum. Finally, i was going to get to taste some cum. As he started shooting, he kept stroking. Load after load shot in my mouth. I gladly swallowed every drop.
This must have set John off because he let out a grunt and I felt that warm feeling inside my ass again. He pulled out and shot his last drop across my back.
It seemed almost instantly that someone else was in my ass and another guy laid on his back in front of my face. He said, “Work your magic. Your brother has told me about the skill you have with a dick.”
The first thing I noticed was the massive dick this guy had. It almost seemed deformed. My hand barely fit around it and my mouth stretched to accomodate his width. And he was also very long. It may not have been, but I thought it was twice as long as my six inch dick.
I worked that big dick as best I could. It was soon obvious I could only go down so far, so I adjusted how far I stroked my hand in time with my mouth.
The guy in my ass was definitely longer than anyone else. He seemed to not be as wide, but he was definitely hitting way back in my ass.
I sucked and was fucked for what seemed like 15 minutes when I heard them say, :”Switch.”
The guy in my ass moved around to my mouth and the big dicked guy moved in behind me. I was scared to taste my ass on the guys dick, but I did not have much choice as he immediatley put his dick in my mouth. I was surprised. there was a slight copper type taste, but the taste of mixed cum overpowered it. And He was as long as I expected. He slammed his dick to the back of my throat and there was another inch or two left.
The guy behind me started pushing in. i felt that burning feeling again. He said, “Look everybody, the heads in.” It was like he was showing off. He continued his pushing and I felt like I was being ripped in two. He said, “That’s it. That is as far as it will go. Too bad, I still have a few inches left.”
I knew I could not take anymore. He let his cock rest inside me for about a minute. What had turned into a slight pain switched to pleasure as I felt my ass being stretched to the limit. He would flex his cock every few seconds and the feeling was amazing.
The guy in my mouth pulled out and said, “Open your mouth.” He stroked his cock and started shooting at my mouth. Most of it made it in my mouth, but some shot close to my eye and I had some on my chin.
The guy behind me started to work his dick in and out. When he pulled out it seemed like it took a long time. When he pushed back in it took a while as well. As another guy started fucking my face, the guy behind me said, “Let me show you what I learned in juvenile hall.” As he stroked my ass with his cock. he reached around my hip and started stroking my cock with his hand.
I was amazing. My hard cock getting stroked while my mouth and ass were full of dick. It was about a minute when I felt my the cum boiling up in my dick. My ass must have told the guy behind me something because he said, “Yea, that’s it.” And he picked up the pace of his fucking and his stroking. My head dropped off the cock in front of me as my head hit the bed. I felt like a porno whore. (Yes I had seen porn). I screamed, “FUCK MY ASS. FUCK MY ASS. AHHHH. OH. OH. OH. UHHHHHHH.”
With that my cock let loose a huge spurts of cum. It never seemed to stop. I could feel it hitting the bed and splashing up and some of it hit my legs. My head was in a daze when I felt cum splashing on the side of my face and back of my head from the guy I had been sucking.
The guy fucking my ass pulled out of me and rolled me over on my back. Yes, i had cum a lot. I laid right in a huge puddle of my own cum. He threw my legs back just like I had seen in the porn movies and put his dick right back in my ass. He had amazing control as he fucked me with his giant cock while four other guys took turns cumming in my mouth. I was amazed how different cum tasted differently. It was like a treat everytime another guy came in my mouth. Some guys cum was thick, others were very watery. Some guys came in buckets, others came a couple of drops. Some was salty, some had almost no taste at all.
After the fourth guy came in my mouth. The guy in my ass slammed me twice and pulled his cock out just as he shot his load. Even though he was between my legs, a couple of shots hit my face with one right in the eye. He had let a lot of cum built up because my stomach was covered with streaks of cum.
The night continued on for another two hours like this with a lot of the guys having seconds and thirds. That is the advantage of a teenager, they can get it up several times and most of them did.
My brother left for the Air force, but several of the guys from that night would meet up with me when their girlfriends would not put out or when they were just horny. Lose one, gain some.

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