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My sixteenth year

It was one month before my sixteenth birthday. I decided to go to the early movie at the old Culver Theater. My buddies who usually go with me to the movies were tied up and it was the last day before the movie I wanted to see left the theater. The movies always changed on Friday. Being a school night I didn’t want to stay out to late because we had a big game cumming up Friday. I played center and forward on the junior basketball team.
I took the bus and got to the theater in time for the six o’clock movie. In those days you always got a double feature, a news reel, and usually a cartoon. The theater was about 2/3rds full and I had an isle seat. I couldn’t see who sat next to me but I new it was a woman because she had a faint scent of jasmine. When intermission came I turned in my seat and asked the lady if she would save my seat as I wanted to have a cigarette. She said “I was just going to ask you the same thing.” We both laughed, and I said I think there are enough empty seats so why don’t we both go up and have one. We sat in the lounge and had our cigarettes.
I began to notice how attractive a woman she was, maybe thirty or so. She had brown hair down to her shoulders and dressed in a business jacket and skirt. As she sat across from me I could not help but notice how nice her long legs were. We talked about my school and the basketball team. She told me her husband was a diplomat and was in Europe for the next six months. I didn’t think anything about it at the time. I got up to go back to our seats and she asked me if I was really interested in the next movie. I said “not really” it was one of those mushy love stories. She said, “Would like to come up to my house for a cup of coffee?” I was flabbergasted, “Sure I stammered that would be nice.” I looked at her trying to figure her out. She gave me a big smile as we walked to her car. I opened her door for her and as she got in her tight dress slid up her thighs. I couldn’t help myself my cock started to twitch.
We arrived at her house which was in the Culver Hills, a semi wealthy area. She parked in the garage and we went into the house thru the kitchen. It was a big kitchen with a large butcher block in the center. She led me into the den and said “Have a seat, would you like to have coffee or maybe a beer. I said I’d love a beer.” She wet into the kitchen and got a beer out of the fridge. “Here sip on this while I go get into something more comfortable.”
I sucked in my breath and let out a little moan as she walked in wearing a black see though negligee. She didn’t have a thing under it and her tits stood straight out.
My cock got instantly hard. She fixed herself a scotch on the rocks and tuned on her phonograph. She played blue moon and asked me if I liked to dance. It was right then that I was so thankful to my Mom for teaching me how to dance. My mind was racing, how could I stand up without her seeing my hard on. I said “Sure, I love to dance” and kind of rolled off the couch sideways. I took her in my arms and started to dance holding her away from my body and hard on.
We danced like that for about a minuet before she pulled me to her and my hard on that was sticking straight up in my jeans came into her abdomen just above her crotch. I was shaking I was so excited, and I almost came in my pants. She laid her head on my shoulder and began to hum. She seemed to rub up and down on my dick as we danced.
I said what the hell, and reached down with both hands and grabbed her ass and pulled her tighter to my crotch. She looked up at me and smiled, so I bent down and kissed her full on the mouth. Her lips parted and I inserted my tongue, exploring every inch of the inside of her mouth. I ran my tongue over the roof of her mouth and she moaned and shoved her lower body hard into mine. She began to french kiss me back. I had learned to French kiss playing spend the bottle at a party. Two of the girls there showed me how you were suppose to kiss. Two things I learned over my early years was that girls from Venice could really kiss & dance.
We just stood there not moving just kissing. I reached up and put my hand on her breast squeezing gently. She moaned and pressed herself even tighter to me. I was shaking so badly I thought my legs were going to collapse. I began to knead her breast she was a firm 34C (I learned later). I took my thumb and forefinger and rubbed and pinched he nipple. She moaned ever so softly and reached down and began to rub my cock thru my jeans. I felt myself close to cumming so I picked her up and carried her to the couch. I laid her down and took my hand and ran it up between her legs. She instantly parted her legs and let my fingers inter her vagina. I had only started to run my two fingers in and out of her and I felt her body begin to shake and she shoved her pussy lips down on my fingers and she whisper Ohhhh, Ohhhhh, Ohhhhhhhh my god, and I felt her pussy secrete a large amount of liquid over my hand and down my wrist. I had never seen a pussy so wet. Of course this was only the second one I had ever seen. I kept on running my finger in and out of her pussy until she came again. I then parted her legs and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them and my underwear down to my ankles. I started to insert the head of my cock between her pussy lips but when I got about one inch of the head into her I came. “Oh shit, I said, I’m so sorry.” “That’s Ok I understand she said” I felt like such a fool. “Hand me a Kleenex and lets go upstairs to my bedroom.” We got up and she reached over and took a hold of my dick as we went up the stairs. I was still semi hard but I was still so embarrassed.
I kept looking at her nice round bottom with a perfect crack down the middle. When we reached her bedroom she had me sit on her huge bed. I had never seen a bed that big before. She got down on her knees between my legs and began to stroke my cock. She asked me, “Is this your first time?” I said “well no, I did make love to a girl when I was fourteen. I began to remember my first time when I was fourteen.
She was a girl in my class. She was a redhead with lots of freckles. She even had red pussy hair. Her tits were small as she was tiny. I could put her whole tit in my mouth. We were in her garage the very first time. I had volunteered to fix her bicycle and I replaced one of her pedals. When I was finished I looked over at her and saw that she was sitting with her legs apart and I could see her pussy. She didn’t have any panties on. I couldn’t believe that I was blushing. I also couldn’t take my eyes off that small mound of red hair covering her pussy. I stood up and walked over to her and leaned over and kissed her. She responded by sticking her tongue into my mouth and frenched kissed for about ten minuets. I picked her up and carried her over to her dad’s car and we got into the back seat. I got on the floor and she laid on the seat. I ran my hand up between her legs and she parted her legs so I could insert my middle finger into her pussy. She was beginning to get wet as I shoved my finger in and out. She got even wetter when I inserted another finger. I started to really shove my fingers in and out very fast when she said “Slow down” and she took my hand and took a hold of my thumb and used it to rub the top of her vagina where there was a little nub like thing right where her pussy hole started. I got the idea real quick and as I pushed my two fingers in and out of her I rubbed that spot. I heard her moan and say “Oh yes that feels so good. Keep rubbing my little clittie because I’m going to cum. YES, that’s it, oh, yessss harder, faster” She yelled. I began to shove my fingers in and out of her and rub her clittie as she yelled Oh harder, that’s it. Suddenly she stiffened her whole body and her ass began to shake and she screamed, Ohhhhhhhh, OHHHHHHHH god I’m cummmmming. I wasn’t sure what was happening until I felt her pussy get really wet and I realized I had made her cum. I was so excited I shoved my jeans and shorts down to my ankles and pulled her legs apart and shoved my dick into her wet pussy. She was no virgin as I slid fully into her on the first thrust. As I began to shove my cock in and out of her she came again. I lasted about ten more strokes and moaned I’m going to cum. She shoved me out of her and said, “No I can’t let you cum inside me. I don’t have my diaphragm in.” She grabbed my dick and began to jack me off. It took her only about thirty seconds to make me cum. I shot my load between her legs and onto her dress. She leaned over and took me into her mouth and sucked all that was left in me.
We started dating and I fucked her four times on our first date. Her pussy was tight around my cock and I always shot my load within a minuet or two. But because I always finger fucked her and played with her clit before hand I was able to make her cum at leased once and sometimes twice before I fucked her. On our 2nd date we went to the beach and went under the pier where I took a blanket and we went way back under the pier where it was very dark. We could see the people walk by but they couldn’t see us. We fucked all morning and all afternoon. I came nine times and she must have climaxed at least twenty or more times. The next day Sunday I came over to her house and fucked her twice while her folks were in church. I left and said I’ll see you tomorrow in school.
On Monday I made the biggest mistake of my young life. I told my friend Gene, we called him chief, because he was a full blooded Indian. I bragged about my first peace of ass and who it was I had fucked. That afternoon he walked her home from school. They stopped for a coke and tried to put the make on her. When she turned him down he asked her why not, you have been fucking my friend Bob. Well the next day at school she came up to me and slapped my face and called me a no good son of a bitch and she never wanted to see me again. Boy did I learn a lesson the hard way. I vowed to never tell a living soul who I was fucking. And to this day I never have. Back to my story.
She smiled and asked me if I would like her to teach me the art of making love.
I said “Yes mam, I would like that very much. Please don’t call me mam, my name is Sue. (Not her real name since this a true story). She lowered her mouth onto my cock and began to suck. “Oh shit that feel good” I said, (I had never had a blow job before.) Her inner mouth was wet and rubbed up and down the length of my shaft. I was in heaven as I watched fascinated as her head bobbed up and down on my rock hard cock. It didn’t take her long to make me start to cum, so I said “You better take it out because I am going to cum. She just looked up at me with those brown eyes and smiled and kept right on sucking. I reached down and grabbed the sides of her head and shoved all six & three quarters inches down her throat and came for the second time. She took all I had and after words she got up and went to the kitchen and brought me another beer and a scotch for herself. We sat on her bed drinking and smoking a cigarette. (In those days just about everyone smoked.) I reached over and pulled her down to me after we had finished our cigarettes. I began to caress her breast and knead her nipple with one hand and I leaned down and took her other tit into my mouth and began to suck. She started moaning and breathing hard as I sucked and kneaded her breast and nipple. I slid down and kissed her belly button running my tongue in and out of it.
Suddenly, she reached down and began to push my head down towards her pussy. My head was bent forward and it was almost impossible to stop my downward motion. I jerked my head up and she said “I’m sorry.” I said “What was it you wanted me to do?”
“Never mind” she said. “No, you wanted something? What did you want me to do I said.” Well I wanted you to kiss me and lick me down there.” I said “shit Sue that’s where you pee.” She said “that’s Ok I got a little carried away” She pulled me to her and kissed me and she reached down and placed my cock between her legs and inserted me into her pussy. I began to fuck her. This time I was lasting a little longer because I had cum twice already. As I started to get close to cumming again she clamped down on my cock with her pussy lips and held me there. I could not believe how strong her pussy lips were. For the next hour I fucked her and every time I got close she would clamp down on me and prevent me from cumming. After she had cum about six or seven times she let me cum in her. Boy did I cum. I felt like I filled her whole cavity. As soon as I came she clamped down on me preventing the blood to leave my cock. We laid like that for the next forty five minutes or so. My cock stayed hard the whole time. She then began to massage my cock with her pussy. It felt like a moist hand wrapped around my cock moving up and down my shaft. I can’t describe the feeling, but it was wonderful. We began to fuck some more like the previous time. Each time I would get close she could tell and would clamp down on me and stop me from cumming. That wonderful hot pussy of hers would slide up and down my cock and she always came once or twice between clamp downs. We fucked like that for about two hours. I happened to look over at her clock and saw that it was almost 11:30. I said Oh shit. I have to get home. I began to fuck her hard and fast and she let me cum deep into her lovely hole.
On the way to the bus station I asked if I could see her again. She said yes, that she would love to see me again. She said it would be nice if you could stay over night and we could continue our lessons. I said I think I can stay all night tomorrow night. That I would tell my folks I was going to stay with a friend after the basketball game because we wanted to go to the beach Saturday morning. We were having an Indian summer and the weather was in the high seventies.
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The rise and fall of a boy called Rave part 5

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I stood on the top of heaven, the highest point in the estate, and the sounds of New Years Eve just audible above the howling wind. I was so cold but I didn’t care. Tonight was the night, the final test. The other berserkers stood around the roof, if I passed I would be one of them. I looked at them, if they where as cold as me they didn’t show it, all hard eyes and rage. Most of them where now my friends but if I failed I doubted they would not be keeping me around. Taz and Lacy came forward, I held up my hand and waggle my fingers.
The wind gushed am I almost lost my footing on the frost covered roof. Lacy grab hold of my arm holding it out strait so I couldn’t move, my hand force towards Taz. I spread my fingers to give him easy access, this was going to hurt that was kind of the point, this was all about trust. Taz grabbed my index finger and pulled. It takes quite a bit of skill to dislocate a finger without risking breaking one or doing permeate damage, it is much easier to just break one. You pull fast and add a slight twist you can ripe all the joints out of place. Taz did this know, I have never felt such pain, normal my body would be giving me some endorphins and a whole lot of adrenalin to help me deal with the pain. But I couldn’t use them right now, if I did I would be dammed.
The edge of my vision was already red but I held out as he move on to my next finger. I was screaming inside my head, my body begging for me to give in and let the rage take away the pain. I was panting like a dog as he moved on to the third. My world had shrunk to the war in my head and the pain in my hand, I could barely hear the popping of my joints. The fire in my hand began to spread heat up my arm as tendons where distressed. My little finger was the last to go but my body barely registered the new pain.
Taz back up and Lacy let me go, both getting back quickly in case I lost it. I gritted my teeth against the pain. All I want to do was cradle my arm and curl into a ball and sob. But the test wasn’t over and I would not show weakness. I held up my hand in front of me, my vision swam and I had to fight off waves of nausea and vertigo. I grabbed my index finger, it was already swelling, I tried just to get my knee to stay strait, and there was a sick crack as I force my finger back into place. I forced down the cry of pain. I grabbed the next and did the same. My face split into a manic smile as it went back into joint. I was shaking now, black spots spinning in my vision. As I forced the third back into place I felt something break inside my head. Blood followed freely down my nose and into my mouth. The tasted nearly put me over the edge, I gasped for breath forcing the red rage back down. My last finger fell into place my hand going numb from the pain and cold.
I looked up laughing like a lunatic, I held up my hand and waggled my finger, and Bob gave me a single nod I had passed. I turned my arm tucked in tight to my chest and looked out over the estate listening to my new brother leave. Taz came up behind me and put his hand on the shoulder, he was proud of me.
“Alreet Rave”
“Reet Taz, have they gone?”
“Aye they have gone”
I vomited loudly over the side, my body racked with shocked and pain. I throw back my head and howled, a roar of hate and pain and rage and victory.
Taz had done a good job, it could have been much worse but it wasn’t perfect. My index finger on my right hand has never been the same, it doesn’t quit fit into a fist anymore unless it is cracked first, it aches when the weather changes but it reminds me of that night when I knew that I controlled my body not the other way around.
I really don’t remember getting home. I remember how good the ice it felt, so good, so cold. I looked down at Faye, my girl, her eye all concern. I tried to give her a reassuring grin but I am told that I smiled like a mad man. I let her wrap my hand and take me to bed, my dad was at a works do wouldn’t be back till late, I lay there and tried to convinces her to have sex with me. She put a stop to that by squeezing my hand, making me yelp in pain, and laughed. She kissed my hand better and let me go to sleep.
When I woke I couldn’t move my hand. The bruising was so bad it was near black. Faye took me to the shower and let the 10 minutes of hot water do its work.
“You don’t have to mother me” I teased
“Oh, would a mother do this?” with that she grabbed my cock and began to stroke. Hot soapy water ran down my body as she moved in close. Her head was level with my chest, she kissed and nibbled my nipples as she jacked me off. I ran my left hand down her back trying to keep my right out of the way. She increased speed trying to get me off before we ran out of hot water. I began to moan as I got closer and closer. My cum shot across the bath hitting the far wall, the next spurt landed in the water and was washed away. I shivered under the warm water as she let me go, she ran her finger up the wall and sucked on it. She came back over and hugged me. I would have stayed there for a long time but the water chose that moment to run out. We jumped out of the shower squealing.
My dad was in as much of a state as I was. Last night the husband of a woman she was fucking at work had hit him. My dad was hard, he beat down the poor husband, but he had got in enough licks. He was bruised and scared that he would lose his job but getting to unload on someone had made him feel alive for the first time in a long while.
He shouldn’t have worried, we are not sure if it was because of the woman being far higher up than dad and they were worried about sexual harassment or his bosses just liked a man who could beat down someone bigger and stronger than him but they promoted him. He was still an office boy but he was now on the second to top floor not near the bottom. The pay bump wasn’t much but we never had to do the by annually pick water or power coin toss again, and we no longer needed the money I got from the gang to not go to bed hunger one in a while.
My own earning went up significantly. I had become elite and I was to move up. I became Lacy Lt helping him run his corner, really my job was no different but I sat there and watched kids sell drugs after school. The trade only really started up later afternoon as it took the addicts that length of time to put together the money and most of the casual users only came around at night so I didn’t have to miss school. I ran the corner when Lacy was doing other stuff, I acted as muscle to ensure payment and to keep away the other gangs and I made sour the count was kept right. The work was not bad but I did learn a lot about why the older members of the gang were the way they were.
Have you ever met a smack head? There is nothing as vial, as decrypted, as truly dammed as a human who has let themselves fall that far. When all your world is controlled by when and how you get your next fix, when you will do anything for just one more high, when you will sell your friends, your family and your very soul. These are the scum of the world we have built, an underclass with the underclass, men willing to pimp out their own daughters, mothers willing to let their babies starve, people that would lick your feet for just a tasted. They were dammed and I was their dealer.
It is hard not to hate yourself when you spend your life profiting off the lowest depths of human misery. The self-loathing is soon all you feel so you find some to blame, and they are right there buying your produced, and you hurt them to make yourself feel better. Once you learn to find fun in the pain of the addicts it is easy to move on to other. Humiliation, violation and degradation all become just part of the fun. You learn to lose yourself in base emotions, lust, hate, rage knowing that no matter how bad you become at least you are still above them. More often than not they cross over, quash the self-loathing in the sweet oblivion of the narcotics they sell, but with just one slip they will fall forever become the worst of them all.
I knew this by the end of the first week and I hated myself. I know this sound soppy but love saved me, I couldn’t truly become self destructive why I loved Faye and she loved me. You got used to it and learned to build two bits of yourself, the dealer and the person, not that this makes you good it just makes you last.
My hand heeled given time and truly became one of the inner circle of the gang. I was like them.
I was a violent drug dealer, there are few things I am proud of from my childhood but it was the world I grew up and I can rationalize most of it away. But there are a handful of things that I am ashamed of, things that when I wake up in the dark, in the middle of the night I can’t say that was just how it was and for those I am sorry.
The first one of those was such a small thing, as January was ending, to get a girl from the year bellow me to come to a party. I had never meet Emma before she was pointed out to me by Cain on one Wednesday morning. At 12 she was old enough to start looking sexy without losing her childhood cuteness, all blond curls, big blue eyes and dimples. I was told she had to come to a party at the YMCA Friday night and it was my job to get her to come. Sometimes I lie to myself and say that I didn’t know what they planned to do to her, but I knew what type of party it was going to be from the way Cain said it, and no girl like her would have been a guessed unless bad things where on the cards.
In the end it didn’t take much to get her to come, I am not sure why they asked me, she took a bit of talking to but we would take her. Faye and I meet her on Lacy’s corner as business was running low for the night. Lacy had left more than a hour ago and we were dealing with the rush of people going out who needed a pick me up. Now this business is done in the clubs but back then coke didn’t sell anywhere near a normal club. I settled up with the lads that where on, most would go find a street corner to drink on, some of the older ones would be at the party. I sent a lad off to hand in our scraps, knowing that some of them wouldn’t make it back in, and took the money I knew it was right without looking.
Mike met us outside, he told us the Taz and Amy had come 10 minutes ago. I walked in to the sound of pleasure. There where mattress in the centre of the common room, all where in use a mass of naked flesh. The coaches around the edges had people on them too, some watching, some resting, some warming up.
“What… what is going on?” asked Emma
“It is a party, what did you think would be going on?” Cain came down the stairs“I will take her from here Rave.” He took the still stunned girl back upstairs and I let him do it. My only concern was to find Lacy and settle up. Cain sent him down to me, I could go up all on my own now but I was still not used to it. I passed him the money and told him how much, he counted it in front of me which pissed me off a bit he should have counted it but not with me there, he passed back some bills and I slipped them away. We walked into the party.
The was a girl of about 15 leading a 11 year old around by a leash, the family resemblance was apparent I would say younger sister. The younger girl was naked except for a pair of white cotton panties with pink teddies on them, she had almost no development. The older girl was offering blowjobs from her little pet to anyone not in use. I told Mike to give me back my money, I hadn’t seen him do it, I am not even sure he knew he had, he gave it to me and walked over to the pair. We walked passed couples in almost every position, I could see Faye taking notes, and moans of passion sounded from half a dozen places.
A girl was being dped on one mat, tears running freely down her face as she begged both lads to fuck her hard. There was a girl wearing a protective cone collar like off a sick dog, her face was turned up and lads stood around her wanking. A lad pulled out of a girl on the other side of the room as she screamed out her own orgasm to run across the room to empty himself not the girls face, the was quit a pool building up inside the cone, plastering her hair to her face. The was a girl with another over her knee, her arse starting to go purple and her cunt dripping, I was hard to tell if the screams form each smack when from extreme pain or the heights of pleasure. Maybe it was both, I had felt that before and there was a thin line.
There was a fat girl, clearly too drunk to consent, half passed out on one of the mats. She had been fitted with a ring gag and lads took turns with her mouth as she was fuck with a strap-on by a girl with the body of a model. She laughed and encouraged each lad to throat fuck her fat slut of a friend all the hard, each thrust made her gag and sent ripples along her skin. She had thrown up on herself more than once and as I watched she did it again, it didn’t even slow down the lad in her mouth.
We reach the dining room, it was quitter here as heavier drinking was going, there was still a girl passed out bent over the table with a lad fucking her as two more waited. She had whore written on her fore head in black marker that still hung from a string around her neck, I would hate to try and get that off, and had tally marks on her arse check. The lad finished and added another, letting the next guy take his place. I crack open a fresh bottle of white lighting and took a deep swig, god it was crap but we kept buying it anyway, and passed the bottle over to Faye.
I walked back into the main room in time to see the fat girl cum. Her ‘friend’ pull out and began slapping her cunt like there was no tomorrow, her body convulsed and she began to send jets of liquid all over the mat she was on. It was the first time I had seen a girl squirt and I was amazed. The fat girl tried collapse into a quivering mess but she was help up. The strap-on when back in and the next guy started fucking her mouth being told that she loved it.
I walked over to where Taz and Amy sat and passed around the bottle. Dale was having anal sex with a girl in front of them and Taz was loving the show of his boyfriend arse moving in and out. Amy was flushed by the sexual show, her checks pink her body squirming, clearly embarrassed by her own reaction. A lad tried to touch the clearly aroused girl but growls from myself and Taz send him running.
There was a shriek from the other side of the room. Stacie had been very close to getting a guy to fuck her, she was topless and making out, and then Bex had walked into the room. He froze, not willing to piss her off, and Stacie had exploded. In the two months since Bex had started this game no one had dare to sleep with Stacie, if the girl want sex she would have to give herself to Bex. Stacie grabbed her cloths and ran out in a rage. Bex just smiled knowing she was on the brink of winning. She nodded at us and headed up stairs. We didn’t need to be told twice.
Each room upstairs had something going on, we stopped and watch each one. The first was a simple thing eight girls on a tarp with one vibrator and a whole lot of oil. More interesting than the show was Faye and Amy reaction to it, Faye began to hump my leg very gently and Amy began to make little moaning sounds in time with Faye’s movement.
The next room a large swing had been set up, hung from it and unable to move was a skinny Indian girl, not a common sight back then around our way, she was blind folded and gagged and had a queue of lads waiting for a turn. She screamed into the gag as one of them pounded away at her, there was a spreading pool of cum on the floor under the swing already.
The third room looked just like normal sex until you realized what was wrong. The girl was so small, she was a midget, a fully developed little body hips and face normal but breast smaller, the body shorter, legs stubbier. The lad was raving about how hot and tight this little goddess was. She came with dozens of little shudders running all over her body. If Faye had not been there I would have been sourly tempted to have a go.
The next room had two girls spread eagle, each being eaten out, there was a clock counting down from 60 and there was money changing hands. Once the clock ran out the next two came forward to take a turn, laying down their money. If they made the girl come they got twice back but the girls would be leaving with quite a bit of money.
The next room was the last, because I wasn’t going near Bex’s room unless I was already bleeding or had been told to, this was going to be good. Bex had got some new toys, they had set her back some real money on them had them shipped in, they where a pair of black boxes with a pinkish rubber attachment on the top that could be changed. I know now they are called Sybians but back then they were magic boxes. The twins where not the most attractive girls in the gang but they were up in the top 10 and them being identical twins bumped them up some.
Bex had tied each of them into a kneeing position and placed them straggling each of the toys and put them on full. A third girl, young and pretty, was keeping tally on a white board. Each time one of the girls reached orgasm the girl would add a new mark. Both were on their second set of tallies, both in a pool of their own juices, both were so tiered and sour and sensitive, both begged for them to be turned off, for it to be stopped. Lads stood by some wanked, some laughed all enjoyed the show.
“Maybe we could get Bex to let us have a go” Faye whispered in Amy’s ear, just loud enough for me to hear. Amy turned bright red.
We headed for the end of the hall. It had been the shower room back before the YMCA left. It still was really, we hadn’t ripped out any of the porcelain and it was still covered in white tiles, but we had added some stuff to make it Bob’s ‘thrown’ room. He sat on a chair at the far end and gave a nod to both me and Taz. The cushions none the floor where mostly full but there was a space left open for us fairly close to Bob. Taz sat closest as due his rank and I sat between Amy and Faye.
There was a small square table in the middle of the room, from the way people where facing that is where the fun would begin. The door opened and Emma was lead in, naked but for a dog collar, she was shaking like a leaf. Bex took charge of her and lead her to the table and bent her over. The hand cuffs where pink and fluffy, four kept her in place. Bex picked up her magic wand, a stick with a larger sphere on top that vibrates, it was hooked up to the mains by an old extension cord that lead out of the door. Bex turned it on and placed it on the younger girl’s defenceless cunt. She screamed and bucked but was unable to get away but after a while her pleads for it to stop went to begs of it to continue. Before she had chances to cum Bex pulled back, getting a moan of frustration.
“I think she is ready for tonight’s main event” Bex said, she forced a ball gag into Emma’s mouth and buckled it tight behind her head. A lad that I knew was lead in, he was one of Cain’s crew and had been short on the count the last few weeks, I was waiting for the order to give him a slap for some time but I had been told not to. He was naked and blindfolded, they told him they had a hot virgin cunt all ready for him, I wanted to stop it, not for the girls shake but because it seemed he was being rewarded. Then I saw Emma’s reaction, she began to struggle her begs imposable to understand through the gag, she really didn’t want this guy to touch her which was reason enough to keep my mouth shut.
He was guided up to the girl, running his hands over her arse making her flinch with disgust. He began to slide into the girls opening when he came up with some resistance, he pushed harder and the look of pain told me that she really was a virgin. It still seemed to be a bit tame for these people but as he began to pick up pace a lad came up behind him and removed the blindfold. The smile on his face dropped from his face to be replaced with a sick look of panic, fear and disgust. He pulled out quickly and his face became a mask of rage, Taz and I were on our feet before he could take a step towards Bob putting up a wall of bodies.
“She is my fucking sister” he wailed. Half the room broke down laughing the other half looked on in shock. I was more pissed that I was kept out of the loop than at what I had done to the girl. I heard Eddy’s voice behind me and I was tempted to step aside and let the lad go but that would have been bad form.
“Aye you just took your own sisters virginity” he whined “and now you are going to keep fucking her. That little slut is going is going to take a load of cum by the end of tonight. You can do it yourself or if you are not up for it I can take her downstairs and see just how many lads want to help.” So that was the game, we were going to watch him violate his own kid sister or she would be handed to the mob downstairs.
“Bob?” he gave a final appeal.
“You stole from us” was all he said back.
Resigned to his fate he went back to his sister, I sat back down to watch, someone pulled the gag from Emma’s mouth allowing us to hear her pitiful begs to stop. Despite her bothers objections the revelation that he was fucking his sister had done nothing to diminish his erection. He tried not to look at her body as he fucked her hard, trying to get it over a quickly as possible. Amy’s nails dug into my arm, her body so turned on by the forbidden act unfolding in front of her. Emma’s body had been well warmed up, despite the fact that she clearly hated what was happening, it began to respond thrusting back into her brothers cock. She came with a howl of pure sorrow and began to sob like a child.
“She came” Amy mumbled, suddenly as if giving voice to the thought made it real, her own body tensed, breathing hard. Her nails broke the skin on my arm and the blood tricked down as she came. The orgasm was small but no less real. I let her curl up into me, no one was looking at us, and held her wondering what deep dark thoughts this pretty geek must have to cum from just watching this. Faye looked over with a knowing smile whispering to me that she really would have to get us fucking soon.
In the middle of the room the show was coming to an end, his pleasure spiking he thrust wildly, he came into his sister to the jeering of the crowd. Weeping almost as much as the girl as he collapsed on top of her.
“If you are not straight with us by the end of next month you can come back and take her arse” said Eddy. I looked at the family I had helped damage, the girl I had helped destroyed and I felt nothing but I would when I wake up in the dark, in the middle of the night with no one but myself to talk to and my soul is laid bare. Then and only then I feel true shame.

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Toms frustration 4

Tom scuffed his feet as he walked slowly towards home. His school bag was slung loosely over one shoulder and his hands were thrust deep into his pockets. What the fuck was his mother going to say? Today was the first day of school after the summer holidays and he had been sent home already for fighting. He had overheard a couple of boys talking about Nikki, his sister. “She’s easy. She puts out for a diet coke and a Mars bar.” One boy was saying while the other contributed, “I wish I could buy her a coke and a bar of chocolate, she’s fucking gorgeous but I bet she’s got a bucket cunt!” Tom punched the first boy hard in the face twice before turning his attentions to the second and dealt him the exact same punishment, leaving them both with bloodied noses and fat lips. Unfortunately, Tom’s year tutor had witnessed the whole thing and now Tom was suspended from school for two weeks.
As Tom turned into the street where he lived with his mother he noticed his mothers car was in the drive. Shit, he thought. He’d hoped she would be at work but he could never keep track of what shifts she did at the gym. There may be a little respite, he thought as he spotted Cheryl’s car parked outside the front gate. Cheryl was Tom’s mother’s friend and seemed to be with her almost every day. Mum wouldn’t show too much disappointment or anger in front of Cheryl, surely.
The house seemed strangely quiet to Tom as he stepped inside the front door and let his bag fall from his shoulder to the floor. He expected to hear Cheryl’s loud mouth from the kitchen or his mother giggling at something Cheryl had said but he heard nothing. He wondered if he should just go straight to his room and hope he wouldn’t be noticed but decided against it as it would be best to let his mother know what had happened in front of Cheryl. She would be more disappointed than angry with Tom as he was a bright lad and this was his final year at school before his GCSE exams. Now was not the time to fall behind on his course work.
Tom entered the kitchen but saw no sign of the women. He turned back and headed to the lounge but found that to be empty too. He walked to the door that led to the conservatory expecting to see the pair there but still no sign. Where the fuck are they, Tom thought as he slipped back out of the lounge, into the hallway and started up the stairs. He was nearly at the top when he stopped. He heard quiet noises and he strained his ears to hear better. He couldn’t hear voices, more scuffing and quiet bumping and an image immediately came to his mind. He smiled to himself as he dismissed the thought and carried on up the stairs to go to his room but as he put his hand on the door handle a sharp squeal came from his mother’s bedroom. More a squeak than a squeal but he recognised the sound as that of a woman receiving pleasure. His heart almost stopped and he began to feel slightly dizzy. “No way” he whispered so quietly even he didn’t hear it, “no fucking way, not mum and Cheryl.” Quietly, very quietly he opened the door to his room and went inside.
Tom perched on the edge of the bed and held his head in his hands. What he had heard was unmistakable and now he didn’t know what to do. Should he stay there and pretend he knew nothing? That would be best he thought as he removed his blazer kicked off his shoes and led down on the bed. He closed his eyes but that just started his imagination racing. He could think of nothing other than his mum and her mate in the other room writhing naked on the bed, exploring each others bodies. Would they use toys? I wonder if they have a strap-on dildo? Tom was extremely curious but he felt a pang of guilt as he felt a stirring in his shorts. The images in his mind had triggered an erection and now he was feeling horny. Two women in the next bedroom going at it, what boy wouldn’t get turned on, he thought trying to justify his feelings. So what, one of them is my mother. Me and my mum have a “different” relationship compared to other mother and son relationships. Now more turned on than guilty, he started to stroke his cock through his school trousers intending to jerk off while thinking of mum and Cheryl.
After removing his huge cock from his trousers and shorts he began to stroke it, up and down in slow deliberate motions, stretching the skin right back away from his big purple helmet. As he started pumping faster he thought he was getting close to shooting his wad. A bit soon, he thought but the subject of his thoughts was a bit more exciting than normal. He couldn’t stop himself from doing what he did next; he just had to do it. Tom replaced his shorts and trousers and crept quietly from his room to the doorway of his mother’s bedroom. The door was just slightly ajar which pleased him because he would be able to see them but they wouldn’t notice him. Tentatively, Tom stole a glance round the door and saw the two women, as expected, writhing naked on the bed. He could only see the bottom half of the bed which was adorned by his mother’s lower body and Cheryl’s head bobbing up and down between her legs, in the sixty nine position. Tom’s cock pressed hard against his trousers and again he started to stroke it. This is better than imagination, he thought but I wish I could see more. Cheryl lifted her head away from Lisa’s soaked pussy and Tom watched her big fat tits swing above his mother’s navel. Many times he had stolen a glance down Cheryl’s top but she had always worn a bra. Now he was seeing them in the flesh for the very first time and he liked what he saw. They weren’t perfectly shaped like his mothers but they looked big, plump and inviting with deep brown nipples. He noticed Cheryl’s tits glistening with what he guessed to be his mum’s saliva. He stared at the big brown areola around Cheryl’s big nipples but she hid her tits from view as she went back down on Lisa again.
Cheryl was licking furiously at Lisa’s snatch and both women were moaning and groaning, louder and louder. Tom had removed his cock from his shorts and was wanking off while peering round the door. He stepped back as Cheryl, without warning, lifted herself off of Lisa and stepped to the side of the bed. Tom saw her gash, her pink puffy lips protruding from a thick mound of black pubic hair. Her tits dangled in front of her as she bent to reach beneath the bed and produced a huge vibrator. She pulled Lisa’s legs further apart and turned the dildo on low, licking the top of it to lubricate it. Tom watched the tip of it disappear into his mothers glorious fuck hole and he heard her gasp loudly at the shock of the first penetration. Cheryl bent her head down to Lisa’s left tit and started sucking on her nipple as she worked the vibrator slowly into her cunt. Lisa’s hand came up and grabbed her other nipple and started massaging it, her free hand did the same to one of Cheryl’s. Tom inched further into the room to get a look at his mothers face, flushed with excitement. He watched her bite her lower lip as the dildo found its way further and further into her, her eyes closed tightly. He stroked his length, still slowly, taking in the site before him. He admired Cheryl’s curvy figure. A little plump but extremely sexy. All the curves were in the right place and everything was in proportion. A small tattoo decorated her left shoulder blade, so small Tom could not make out what it was from where he was standing.. She was an attractive woman, not beautiful like his mother, but pleasing on the eye all the same.
Lisa was moaning harder now as Cheryl pushed the rubber dick deep into her and pulled it out slowly. She rammed it back in so hard it made Lisa scream and Cheryl started to pull it slowly back out of the wet pussy just to ram it in hard again. Tom watched his mother start to buck against the huge toy between her legs when he heard the familiar low growl start to emit from within her. Cheryl knew as well as Tom what this meant and she carried on ramming that thing into her friend’s pussy, the growling getting louder all the time. Lisa pulled hard at her own tits, stretching her nipples even further from her breasts. The growl was getting louder and louder and Lisa was starting to spasm. Her legs twitched violently, her face adopted a deep red glow as she pushed her orgasm out of her, noisily. Writhing against the vibrator Lisa began to scream as she felt her whole body tighten and a gush of hot liquid ejected from her pussy, down the rubber length, over Cheryl’s hand and soaked the duvet. Another followed, then a third and Lisa’s upper body was forced into an upright position, the pleasure so intense. As she sat there, her legs wide apart, her whole body was shaking and spasming while the last feeling of ecstasy seeped from her. Her growling and screaming had now turned to what sounded like a low pitched giggle and she opened her eyes to look Cheryl in the face. “Fuck Cheryl, it gets better every time you do that” Lisa said and she pulled her friend towards her and kissed her hard on the lips. Lisa looked up from the side of Cheryl’s head and froze. Her lips stayed stuck to Cheryl’s as she saw her son standing in the doorway, his huge cock in his hand.
Lisa pulled her face from Cheryl’s, “Tom! What on Earth are you doing there?” Lisa made no attempt to cover herself but Cheryl quickly darted beneath the duvet cover to hide her naked body. A funny thing to do Tom thought when she spent a lot of time trying to show it off to Tom.
“Sorry mum” was all Tom could manage. “I thought I heard noises in here, just came in to……” He trailed off knowing whatever excuse he came up with would sound ridiculous and he knew his mother would know exactly what he was doing there. He looked back to Cheryl who had a wide eyed expression on her face, her gaze fixed on Tom’s huge erect penis, still in his hand. Lisa looked at her friend and too saw her staring at Tom’s throbbing manhood. She pulled the didlo from between her legs and let it drop to the floor as a plan started to emerge. A small smile appeared on Lisa’s face and she gently put her hand on Cheryl’s forearm.
“What do you say, Cheryl. What do you say to us ditching the rubber cock and using a real one instead?” Lisa knew Tom wouldn’t mind and was sure Cheryl wouldn’t either. The only hurdle would be Cheryl being comfortable in a threesome with a mother and son.
“Well, I don’t know what to say. You mean, you don’t mind if me and Tom…..you know, um, me and Tom……”
“Of course not darling”, Lisa purred. “I’ll let you in to a little secret, shall I?”
Cheryl looked at Lisa, a little suspicious of her tone. “What? You’ve let this happen before?”
“Well, sort of. But I get involved too. What do you say to that?”
Cheryl didn’t know what to make of it. She’d fancied Tom for a while now, not quite as secretly as she had thought, and now she had seen the size of his cock. She had imagined being fucked by Tom but had never thought his penis would be as big as her dildo. She also worried what Lisa would think if she ever found out and now she was sat here with Lisa’s full consent and blessing. Although Lisa and Cheryl weren’t really “an item” Cheryl did want her all to herself and she felt a slight pang of jealousy knowing that she had been having sex with someone else, even if it was her own son! A little unfair really as she would pick up any bloke she liked the look of and take him home to fuck his brains out.
“Lisa, are you sure? I mean, he’s your son. You can’t do things like that with your own son!”
Lisa was a little disappointed at Cheryl’s reaction to her invitation. Cheryl was the broadest minded person she knew. She got up to all sorts with different men all the time, she told Lisa about it in great detail. “I didn’t think you would be put off by that. After all you’ve told me about…….”
Cheryl wasn’t really listening. She was still mesmerised by Tom’s massive member and she longed for it between her legs, rammed hard into her cunt. Any misgivings she had were fast fading as she imagined slurping on Tom’s long, thick shaft. “Hmmmm, it looks fantastic” she mumbled and she beckoned Tom into the room with her head.
Tom walked over to the side of the bed where Cheryl was led and as he got closer she let out a gasp at the size of his cock. She had a greedy expression on her face when she grabbed his school tie to pull him closer to her. She had to pull his penis down towards her mouth in order to start licking his slit, tasting the salty taste she knew so well. After what he had just witnessed, Tom was on the edge of erupting. He wanted Cheryl to take as much of his cock into her mouth as she could so he gently pushed his pelvis forward and watched Cheryl stretch her mouth over his hood. Her eyes widened as she pushed her head down Tom’s shaft, trying not to gag as it hit the back of her throat before finding a path to enter further. Sat behind Cheryl, Lisa reached round and grabbed her tits, kissing the back of her neck as she did so. Tom started to moan as Cheryl got nearly all of his cock into her mouth before pulling back all the way and then pushing it back down her throat again, her eyes bulging all the while. Cheryl wanted to savour this moment. She had never had such a huge dick and the fact it belonged to a lad she had fancied for a while made it all the better. She felt she was getting as much pleasure from what she was doing as Tom was. Each time she pushed her head back down his shaft it got easier. Her throat was starting to adapt to the size of this boys manhood and right at this moment she thought she would never want any other cock in her mouth. She knew what was to come when Tom’s cock started to swell even more, pulsating with it. Cheryl cupped his balls in her hand and continued working up and down his rod until Tom pulled it from her suddenly, a long line of saliva still linking it to Cheryl’s lips. He began to jerk off right in front of her face and it was only a matter of seconds before the first thick rope of spunk shot out with such force that when it hit Cheryl’s forehead it created a splash back. The first spurt had already started to roll down Cheryl’s face as the second attacked her almost as violently as the first. She took hold of Tom’s cock in the hope she would have a say in where it shot but another rope of cum splashed against her top lip. She licked provocatively at the warm fluid and more landed on her tongue. She gave up trying to direct it and just enjoyed the thick goo covering her face until Tom’s jets turned into drops which landed on the bed along with what had dribbled from her face already. When no more cum came from his cock, Cheryl put it back in her mouth again and cleaned his helmet with her tongue until she felt there were no more to lick off. She let the cock go and turned to Lisa. Lisa was sure her son had never given her such a huge load and was not going to miss out on this one. She leant towards her friend and started to lick the still warm fluids from her face, kissing her in between so they could both enjoy the flavour of this fresh load.
While watching these two women sharing his cum, Tom removed his clothes and stood naked by the side of the bed. He could feel his cock stirring again, such was the sight before him. His gorgeous mother and her attractive friend slurping on each other, fondling each others tits as they did so was better than any porn video. Cheryl removed the duvet from her body and Tom immediately turned his attentions to her thick black mound and what lay beneath it. Her puffy lips were wet with her juices which allowed Lisa to slip two fingers into her easily. Tom positioned himself between Cheryl’s legs and while his mum fingered her, he started to lick at her engorged clit. Cheryl moaned with delight pleading with them both not to stop. “Oooh, that’s so good. You do so well for one so young” Cheryl praised. She pushed her own hand between Lisa’s legs and started to finger her, the way she was being fingered by her. Tom closed his eyes as he continued probing at Cheryl’s clit and listened to the sloshing and clicking of the two very wet women. Lisa pulled her fingers from Cheryl’s cunt and offered them to Tom’s mouth. He took them in and sucked off all the juices before Lisa replaced them inside her friend. Cheryl started to buck against Tom’s face so he worked her clit more furiously while Lisa inserted another finger and copied his enthusiastic rhythm. She offered no warning as Cheryl screamed so loudly it startled Tom. With each pulse of her orgasm she screamed and made no attempt to suppress it. Her body stiffened and she stopped fingering Lisa to pull at her own nipples while the orgasm coursed through her. Tom tried to lap up all of the juices seeping from Cheryl’s hairy cunt, slowing down his licking as Cheryl’s bucking began to slow, her orgasm subsiding. One last violent shudder and Cheryl’s body relaxed again. She lay her head down on to the pillow and closed her eyes, letting the feeling of normality slowly return to her body.
Tom’s cock was back to full hardness again and Lisa hadn’t failed to notice. She leant forward and grabbed at it as Tom moved forward and took his mothers ass cheeks into his hands. He squeezed and massaged gently, letting his hands wander further round towards her neatly trimmed pussy. He rubbed a finger up and down the very slippery slit before inserting a finger into her. Lisa began to jerk his cock faster and Tom grabbed out at one of Cheryl’s tits. She opened her eyes to see what was happening and just lay and watched her friend wanking off her own son. It was an amazing sight for Cheryl, such a forbidden act of pleasure, she thought. Tom wanted to insert his cock in to his mother’s hole so he pulled away from her and knelt between her lovely legs, parting them as he did so.
“No Tom, not today. Cheryl wants it today” Lisa instructed, not noticing the disappointment in Tom’s eyes. Cheryl beamed with delight and took hold of Tom’s huge erect cock, guiding it towards her black thatch. She let the tip of it touch her clit and she closed her eyes with the pleasurable feeling. Slowly Tom rubbed his thick member up and down Cheryl’s slit before slowly inserting it into her awaiting pussy. “Ooooh, Tom. Ah, fuck me, fuck me.”
Tom needed no further invitation so started to ram Cheryl hard and fast. It was rough and Cheryl liked it, enjoying his balls slapping violently against her ass as he went deep inside her with each thrust. Lisa rolled towards Cheryl and twisted her nipples, almost as violently as her son was fucking her. Cheryl was gasping for breath as such frantic exertion was not something she was used to. Gasping and moaning. “Fuck me in the ass” she hissed at Tom in between deep breaths. “Fuck me in the ass you little stud” she added almost demonically. “Do it now, I want it in my ass now. Fuck my ass, fuck it hard”
Cheryl pulled herself off of the big cock and it left her hole gaping. She turned over while Lisa got beneath her and she pushed her ass towards Tom and his pulsing manhood. Lisa licked her friend’s ass while pushing four fingers into her stretched opening. Slowly Tom pushed his cock to Cheryl’s ass hole and started to push. It’s not going to go in he thought so he pushed harder and more violently. Cheryl moaned with the pain but did not stop him doing what he was doing. “Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow” she moaned lightly until suddenly, somehow, her ass opened and let the monster in. “Oooooh” she screamed, this time with pleasure not pain. Tom felt the tightness of her ass as he began fucking it, harder and harder. This was the first time Tom had ever fucked a women up the ass and he liked it. It was nice and tight, almost as tight as his girlfriend’s pussy when he had taken her virginity.
Lisa tried to keep her tongue on Cheryl’s clit but Tom was fucking her so violently she found it difficult. She reached down to the side of the bed and fumbled around until she found the vibrator. She bought it up in front of her face and turned it on, fast. While Tom still pounded Cheryl’s ass, Lisa pushed the rubber dick inside her cunt. Again Cheryl screamed with delight, a huge fake cock in her pussy and an equally huge but real one in her ass! Tom could feel himself start to bubble inside when again with no warning, Cheryl started screaming loudly as her orgasm began to come from her. She bucked against Tom, meeting his violent thrusts with violent ones of her own. Lisa was ramming the dildo in harder and Cheryl was screaming loudly while her orgasm escaped from her. A final “Ooh, you fucking big stud” came from Cheryl’s mouth and she pulled away from his dick enjoying the last of the intense feeling. She collapsed onto Lisa and Lisa removed the dildo from her friend’s pussy. Tom was left with a huge cock about to unload and he didn’t know what to do. Lisa did. She put her hands over her head and reached to Toms ass cheeks to pull him towards her. He lowered his cock to her lips and she gently licked at the tip just as the first signs of cum began to ooze from his slit. She tasted the fluid and began to work his shaft with both hands when the monster started shooting a load again. A huge stream of cum whizzed past Lisa and landed on Cheryl’s ass before the next load landed on her face. She opened her mouth and let the remaining spunk flow into her mouth and she swallowed each globule as it came. Tom didn’t cum as long or as hard as he had earlier but still there was an impressive amount that escaped him. Lisa waited for him to squeeze the last drop out of his cock into her mouth and then scooped the spunk from Cheryl’s ass cheek. She placed her fingers in her mouth and slurped noisily on them making sure no spunk was wasted.
Tom walked round to retrieve his discarded clothes and Cheryl slid herself off of Lisa’s chest. He picked up the crumpled pile and silently walked past his mother, her eyes still closed, and made a hasty retreat from the bedroom. Lisa opened her eyes and wondered to herself what her son was doing home from school so early…………

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Dennis awoke to the rattling of his train compartment. They were currently riding over a rough section of railing which had disturbed his slumber enough to wake him. He reached into his coat pocket and removed his cell phone to check the time. He was careful to tilt the phone so that to prevent the illumination from disturbing his cabin mates. He estimated it was sometime early morning due to the palely lit sky. His presumption was confirmed when he scanned the clock on his phone and read 5:23 a.m. He placed his phone back into the pocket from which it came and rubbed his sleep deprived eyes. The uncomfortable conditions in which the train held made sleep nearly impossible. He sat up slightly, as if to surrender to the battle of sleep, and scanned over his companions in the train compartment.
It was a smaller compartment; it seated four comfortably during the daytime, but became an unbearable fit during sleeping hours. Dennis was fortunate though, as he was able to stretch his legs across the booth styled seat located on his side of the compartment. He figured he was given this privilege due to him being the youngest member of the group.
On the opposite side of Dennis sat two traveling partners that had been forced to share the booth styled seat. One was male and the other was a woman. The male was seated as if he was prepared to eat at the dinner table, but was leaning in a direction which left his right shoulder pressed firmly against the morning-cold train window. On his left side sat the woman, who was also leaning towards her right attempting to utilize the male’s body for comfort. Her left arm had instinctively draped itself around the man, as if she was giving him some sort of half-hearted hug. They both apparently had found comfort as they were fixed in a deep slumber, made obvious by their slow relaxed breaths.
Dennis next shifted his eyes down to the female that was stretched out on the floor of the compartment. She had a blanket on top of her, that had been progressively pushed down her body during her deep sleep, so that now it was only covering her from her feet to her abdomen area. She was lying on her back with her hands pleasantly placed atop one another amongst her stomach. Her eyes were shut and her mouth was held open creating a raspy noise each breath in and out she took.
But these three companions of Dennis were not strangers, at least not complete strangers. The male female combination sleeping opposite of him are his brother and sister. The pleasant woman bunking on the floor would be his dear mother. I say not complete strangers simply because they are related through blood and are aware of each other’s existence. But if you placed those facts aside, you would truly get four travelers that were strangers. The Clark family had grown apart over the past years so much that each member had become unfamiliar with one another. If not for an unfortunate event, they may never have come together again.
The reason that this distantly-grown family was now traveling among the same train compartment now was due to their recently deceased father, Allan Clark. Allan was a lifetime explorer in a ways. He always wanted to do new things and travel all across the world. Having children had slowed him down a bit, but he would even take young Dennis along with him on his adventurous journeys. Dennis was easily the closest to his father among his siblings, and possibly even his mother. He knew everything about his dad and thought of him as a best friend and a great role model in his life. His father’s favorite quote was “you only live once.” He would say this to Dennis whenever he had doubts about anything. But it seemed Allan’s adventurous spirit had finally caught up to him. He had fallen rock climbing in France without using any rope. If there was anything good to say, it was that Allan went out the way he wanted to which was living life to the fullest and being adventurous.
But Allan’s unfortunate demise was taking an emotional toll on the entire Clark family except for Dennis. It seemed that Dennis’s close relationship to his father allowed him to understand that his death should not lead to mourning, but rather a joyous celebration of his incredible life. It was partly this as well as Dennis’s strength, both physical and mental, that kept him from being emotional over his father’s death. Allan was the strongest person Dennis knew in his entire life, and learned his own strength from him.
The train began to slow and eventually came to a stop at the Napoli train station in France. This was Dennis’s father’s hometown and now was to be the location of his burial. Later that day was the funeral ceremony for Allan Clark. Profound words were delivered by various people that had significant connections with Dennis’s father. Dennis delivered the greatest speech of all, leaving the majority of the audience in tears at completion. He hadn’t written anything down or prepared a speech. He just went up and talked about how his dad was the greatest man he knew and would ever know. Dennis, of course did not shed one tear throughout the entire ceremony, but could not say the same about his other family members. His mother, obviously, was having a difficult time holding herself together emotionally. She was clearly distraught from the loss of her life companion. Overall it was a beautiful funeral that celebrated the amazing life of an amazing individual.
Once the funeral and burial ceremony were complete, the family headed back to their house in Napoli. Allan Clark was a not just an adventurous individual but also a wealthy one. He was the CEO for a high quality outdoor equipment company in Europe. He owned property all over Europe and one of them was located in his hometown of Napoli. It had been ages since the entire family had been in this house. They only stayed in it for family reunions in Napoli.
The family was very somber through the rest of the day. They mostly stayed in their separate rooms and cried over the loss of their father and husband. It was becoming late, and the entire family had washed up and went to bed except for Dennis. He decided to retire about an hour later as he was exhausted from the lack of sleep on the train. He entered one of the two bathrooms amongst the house. This was the shared one with his siblings as the other was located in his parents’ room. He stripped down, showered, and dried himself off.
As he completed drying off, he took a moment to analyze himself in the mirror. Dennis was roughly 6’3 and weighed a solid 205. His pecks and abs were very defined as well as his biceps as he began to flex. His chest was somewhat hairy, but not overgrown at all. He had a great golden brown color to his hair which he slicked back in a business style. Because that was what he was. He had taken over the equipment company that his dad had and was a well thought of business man for only being 24 years old. His beard was neatly trimmed and kept at a very reasonable thickness. He turned around to check his ass as he always did. He loved to squat and knew it made his ass look irresistible to women. But most of all he focused on the area his father gave him. He played around with his cock and balls as he watched them in the mirror. He was blessed to have such a nice and large cock. He knew it was from his father as he had seen it many times before and was amazed at its size. He never trimmed his pubic hair as his father had never either. He thought of his great pubic collection as being just as impressive as his penis. Dennis simply looked up towards the ceiling and thanked his father for everything that he had done and given to him. Just as Dennis was about the brush his teeth, he heard a loud cry and then more loud sobbing. He quickly slid on a pair of shorts, with no briefs, and headed out of the bathroom.
He could tell it was coming from his mother’s room and he walked toward the door. He swung the door open and slowly stepped into the room.
“Mom? Are you alright?” Dennis blindly asked as he could not see much in the dark room.
He did not receive an answer but continued to hear his mother cry. He proceeded to her bed and sat on the edge of it.
“Mom? You okay?” Dennis asked once again.
“Come here sweetie.” His mother sobbed towards Dennis.
Dennis laid down next to his mother so that she could wrap her arms around him as comfort. She was crying hysterically and Dennis was unsure of what to do. So he just remained in this position. Mother and son hugging each other in mourning. Dennis didn’t say anything as he couldn’t think of the right thing to say. He hoped he was helping her by allowing her to hug him.
Dennis’s mother is named Kimberly. She is 48 years old and about 5’10. She has brown hair and is very tan as she hits the tanning salon often. She was a typical wife of a rich husband. She did not work but received all of the benefits of being rich. She had had plastic surgery many times, on her face, ass, stomach, and breasts. She did not appear to be 48 at all but rather about 30.
After a while, Kim fell asleep in this position and Dennis was stuck. He had not intended on staying here the whole night and frankly was uncomfortable sleeping like this. Once he was sure his mother was asleep, he began his escape. He gently raised his mother’s arm up off of him and placed it at her side. As he attempted to slide out of her grasp, he startled her. She was still asleep but dreamily wrapped her arm back around Dennis and pulled him tight to her. Dennis only had on a pair of shorts and his mother only wore a skimpy black night gown. He could feel her enormous breasts pressed against his chest. He could tell she was not wearing a bra, as her nipples were pointed against the thin fabric and were sticking into his pecks.
“Oh Allan. Yes. Hold me tight.” Kim mumbled in her sleep.
Dennis was now seriously concerned. His mother was dreaming that he was his father. He knew this wasn’t going to be good, so he furiously struggled to escape her grasp. She cried out a little and pulled him tighter and threw her leg over his body to really hold on to him. His mother was so close to him that he could feel the warmness that her pussy was emitting on his cock. Within seconds, Dennis had a hard on that was poking out of the band of his shorts. His mother felt this and instinctively reached down and grabbed Dennis’s cock in her hand.
“Ooo. Are you getting hard for me?” Dennis’s mom continued to say in her sleep.
Dennis didn’t know what was coming over him. He wasn’t fighting to escape anymore. Rather he was now enjoying this sensation. He knew he enjoyed it sexually, but played it off in his mind by saying that he was helping his mother cope with her loss by doing this. Soon enough Dennis was grabbing his mother’s ass and reaching his hand into her panties. All the while Kim was stroking her son’s cock and moaning in her sleep.
This fondling continued on for a few more minutes until Kim leaned her face in towards Dennis’s. She expertly guided her mouth to his without opening her eyes and placed her soft, luscious lips upon her sons. Dennis was startled by this development, as if this was worse than the groping. Passionately kissing his mother made it seem more serious to him, yet he did not make an attempt to stop. Rather he accepted her moist lips and even reciprocating the passion. This frivolous kissing went on for only seconds before Kim wanted more as she opened her mouth and aggressively thrust her tongue into Dennis’s mouth. Once again, Dennis was alarmed by this progression and did not immediately respond. After he regained his thinking, he began to join his mom in the passionate tongue wrestling. Dennis may have been partaking but in no way was he the aggressor. His mother was feverishly throwing her mouth about his and wrapping her tongue around his tongue.
During this mother son make out session, Dennis had become fully erect and was leaking an abundance of precum. As he simultaneously grabbed his mother’s ass and kissed her, he began to feel his load build within his balls. His mom reached back down and continued to stroke him as they both kissed. The resurgence of his mother stroking him created a serious problem for Dennis. He was going to cum, but didn’t want to. As soon as this thought entered his head, he began to realize what he was doing. Not only committing a terrible sin, but he was fooling around with his father’s woman. The man he idealized his entire life, and now he was completely disrespecting him just days after his death.
Dennis tried his best to contain his orgasm, but knew it was too late for that. He put forth a valiant effort, as it was not a typical orgasm for a male. The fact that he was attempting to not jizz, made his orgasm very anti-climactic. He retained a lot of sperm from holding back, but still quite a bit came oozing out and leaked down his shaft and onto his mother’s hand. He knew she was aware of the situation as her stroking had stopped completely and was now just grasping his cock.
“Oh, a little warm-up orgasm, huh?” Kim drearily giggled.
This statement planted fear into Dennis’s head. What does she mean warm-up? He constantly asked himself. He feared what he was warming up for. He didn’t want this to go any further, but it seemed it was too late.
Dennis’s cock never even changed shape after his orgasm. He stayed hard as a rock, and considering the taboo situation, it was no surprise to him. All of the sudden, his mom rolled out of bed and stood next to it. Dennis was uncertain of what was going on. Was his mother awake, or was this still part of her dream. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of her night gown and lifted it over her head. As she pulled it off, Dennis’s suspicion about his mom wearing no bra was confirmed. Her magnificent tits were now fully exposed in the minimal moonlight that was entering through a small window located high on the wall. Next she bent down and slid her black panties down her legs to her ankles. She stepped out of them and faced Dennis. He could now see her glorious pussy in the light now. He was surprised to find an enormous amount of pubic hair covering her vaginal lips. Her over the top bush turned him on even more. He didn’t think his cock could grow any further, but from the sight of his beautiful naked mother, it did.
She playfully jumped back on the bed and crawled over on top of Dennis. She slid his shorts all the way off of him and straddled his lower calves. She bent over, grabbed his cock, and placed it perfectly in her mouth. There was no hesitation on her part as she began furiously sucking his dick. With her other hand she began to play with his hairy balls. This went on for a few more minutes.
“Are you ready Allan?” Kim asked Dennis.
Dennis once again did not respond, but it didn’t matter as Kim was already beginning to get in position. She moved her ass further up Dennis’s body until her pussy was positioned right above Dennis’s erect cock. She reached down with one hand and straightened his penis so that it would align with her pussy. Again with no hesitation, she slid herself down on his dick until it was completely inside of her. At this point Dennis’s cock could not be seen. He looked down at the situation and only saw two large bushes of pubic hair interacting with each other. His mother continued to ride his dick and in minutes Dennis was ready to explode again, but this time inside of his mom. He wasn’t gonna hold back on this one. He grabbed his mother’s ass cheeks with his hands and squeezed them firmly. He was now aggressively slamming his dick into his mother’s pussy. She began to moan in pleasure and just as Dennis was ready to orgasm, he felt a strange sensation upon his cock.
It seemed that it was getting more difficult to thrust his cock into his mother. He then realized that she was also having an orgasm and her pussy was tightening on his dick. This created many dirty thoughts into his head that pushed him over his limit. He began to furiously cum inside his mother. His orgasm involuntarily made his hips thrust in and out of his mom’s pussy with more force and speed. He could feel every blast of cum release from his dick and knew his mom could to as her moans matched the streams of cum.
After the two’s orgasms, Kim collapsed on top of her naked son and began to snore again. Dennis knew she was really asleep now and figured he should leave. But this was a once in a lifetime opportunity that he wasn’t gonna lose. He flipped his mother over so that she was lying naked on her back. He wanted the get an up close look at her amazing pussy.
He was now kneeled in between her outspread legs investigating his mother’s vagina. He ran his fingers through her luscious bush. Something about how much pubic hair she had turned him on. He guessed it was because no girls anymore have bushes. Next he turned his focus to her large breasts. He wanted to do one last thing and then he would leave. He straddled her abdomen and placed his large cock in between his mom’s enormous tits. Dennis squished them together to create a makeshift pussy that he could fuck. He thrust his cock between her tits until he was ready to orgasm again. This time he simply closed his eyes and allowed the cum to go wherever it wanted to. After a few seconds of blasting his load, he reopened his eyes to see what had happened. His beautiful mother was lying there asleep with huge streaks of cum across her face and into her hair. There were also globs of semen resting on her ample breasts. Dennis was satisfied with this and exited the room after retrieving his shorts.
He knew he had done a terrible thing, but he felt the pleasure and one time experience outweighed the negative aspects. He truly didn’t mind to be a motherfucker, in fact, it now made him horny whenever he thought about it.

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The Game we play.

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