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14 yo/f Who Seduced Her Father

14 yo/f Who Seduced Her Father
My bedroom is directlly across the hall from our bathroom; and there is a
small gap around one side where the bathroom door doesn’t fit tightly. One
night when I was about 12; I was sitting on my bed doing homework when I saw
daddy go into the bathroom with a magazine in his hand. At first; I didn’t
think anything of it…he did that a lot. “Going to the Library”, he would
say. But this time I noticed that he was carrying a Playboy magazine! And;
even at 12 years old, I knew what Playboy was. But I (at that time) didn’t
know what kind of facination that type of book held for men.
I went on working on my homework for a little while untill my eyes caught some
sort of “quick” movement in the bathroom. So; I moved to where I could see
through the gap in the door a little better. What I saw then totally amazed
and surprised me! My Dad was sitting on the stool looking at the magazine and
had his “thing” in his hand stroking it up and down. Now; I had never seen a
man’s thing before. Oh; I knew about them from SexEd at school…and I even
knew what an “erection” was. But I wasn’t prepared for how BIG it got during
an erection. And daddy had AN ERECTION!! ” Was it something in the magazine
that did that to him?” I wondered.
At any rate; his movements increased in speed and intensity and his breathing
seemed to be labored an short. After a while; he tensed all of a sudden and
then squirted some white, creamy stuff into the bowl. Then; he seemed to
instantly become very calm and proceed to fasten his pants, roll up the
magazine and left the bathroom. I almost broke my finger opening one of my
school books so quickly. I felt that it wouldn’t be good if he knew I was
watching…whatever the heck I was watching!
Mom had left us unexpectedly when I was 10; and I never understood why. Daddy
wouldn’t talk much about it; except to refer to her as a “Two-Timing
Bitch”…whatever that means. So I had sort of gotten used to it just being
me and daddy…in fact I kind of liked it that way. About all I remember of
Mom was a hard, grouchy woman who complained a lot. There were times I sort
of missed having a woman around…like when I started having periods and
developing breasts and stuff like that. Anyway; with the help of daddy’s
sister, Aunt Brenda, I managed to get through those times.
In the next year and a half or so; I began to pay much more attention to
Daddy’s frequent trips to the “Library”. I noticed one night while watching
that I was wet “down there”. I had awakened from my sleep with the same
problem a few times and “it” felt “funny”. At first; I thought something was
wrong with me; but Aunt Brenda explained that I was just “becoming a woman.”
Anyway; as I watched Daddy, I let my hand wander down “there” and sort of
insinctly started stroking myself. IT FELT REALLY GOOD! After a little bit
of THAT; I thought I was going to pass out! I must have had an orgasm; ’cause
I let out a yelp or something. Daddy yelled out from the bathroom, “Honey are
you ok?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, daddy” I replied and proceeded to make some sort of excuse
about sticking myself with a pin or something. If he ony knew how “fine” I
was…I had never felt anything so wonderful IN MY LIFE!!!
Not long after that, I came home from the mall one Saturday and Daddy was just
coming out of the bathroom with a Playboy in his hand. I pretended at first
not to notice the magazine; but Daddy was having trouble rolling the book up
where I couldn’t see the cover. It seemed the harder he tried; the clumsier
he got…and the harder I tried to pretend I didn’t see; the more my eyes went
straight to the magazine. Then all of a sudden, someone’s voice said “It’s ok,
Daddy, I know about the Playboy stuff.” OH CRAP! It was MY VOICE saying
that! Daddy simply said “Oh.” and went into his bedroom. When he came out he
no longer had the magazine; but he did have sort of an embarassed look on his
face.
“Daddy, what do men like about books and stuff like that; with naked women in
them?” I blurted out.
“Why do you ask such a thing?” Daddy almost spit out the words.
“Because I see you with your Playboys, but you never read them in here in the
living room or any thing; so I just wondered” I said…hoping that my answer
made some sort of sense.
“Well, honey, it’s sort of a private ‘man’ thing.” he said. It’s exciting for
a man to see woman with little or no clothing on.”
“Well; I’m a young woman now. Does it excite you to see me like that?”
“MISTY!!!” he almost screamed at me.
“Daddy, please don’t be mad at me…I just want to know! I don’t understand
about stuff like that!!” I almost begged.
He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close to him.
“No honey, its different between fathers and daughters. Daughters aren’t
supposed to excite Daddys.”
“Why?” I pressed.
“‘Cause they’re just not.” he flatly stated. That pretty much ended the
conversation.
But it didn’t end for me in my head. OK. call me weird or whatever, but I
made up my mind right then that I would prove Daddy wrong. I started wearing
less and less around the house. I would come out of the bathroom wearing
nothing but a towel; and even let it slip down almost off my breasts a time or
two. But Daddy didn’t seem to notice! Damn It! One time when he was in the
bathroom shaving, I left the door to my room open a little and stripped down
to my bra and panties and then pretended to be looking for an outfit to wear.
Finally Daddy noticed! At least; I saw his head turn toward my room several
times…he even nicked himself with his razor once. Even though I hoped he
wasn’t hurt; I sort of giggled inside.
Since there are no pictures yet; I will try to objectively describe myself for
those of you who are wondering. I’m about 5 feet 4 inches tall with fairly
long legs. I have long flowing blonde hair and green eyes. At last count I
weighed 105 pounds. I keep a good tan, thanks in part to the above-ground
pool daddy had installed a few years ago. My measurements are 34-a/22/35. I
know; not much in the chest department, but they are firm and cone-shaped with
rose-pink nipples that turn up just a little at the ends.
For my 14th birthday; Daddy let me invite some friends over. He let us play
our music, dance, and just generally be teenagers. He even ordered a big pink
and white cake that said “Happy Birthday, Misty” on it. We all had a great
time; and when everyone had left, I just sat on my bed feeling older and more
mature somehow. During the party; Daddy had discreetly made himself
invisable; which I thought was nice. Even though I think my Dad is cool, I
know how other teens think of adults; so I went out to the living room to tell
Daddy “Thanks”. He was sitting in his recliner having his favorite drink:
Jack Daniels and Coke. I walked over and sat down on the arm of his chair,
put my arms around his neck, kissed his cheek and said “You’re a pretty
wonderful Father, Daddy…I love you so much.”
He hugged me closer and almost whispered “I love you,too honey…Happy
Birthday.”
“Can I taste that?” I asked, pointing to his drink.
“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt. After all; you’re all grown up now.” he grinned.
At first it was tart, but mellowed with the sweetness of the Coke. I really
liked it and asked “Make me one, Daddy, PLEASE.”
“Are you sure, honey…this stuff is pretty strong.” He tried not to sound
concerned.
“Just one, Daddy, PLEASE??”
“OK, I suppose one won’t hurt. I need another one anyway.”
He went into the den and made himself another and made one for me. I sort of
suspect that mine probably wasn’t as strong as his, but it still tasted great.
We sat and watched TV and had our drinks slowly and quietly. After a while I
started to feel calm and warm all over. I realized that even this weak drink
was having an effect on me.
“I think I’ll take a shower and get ready for bed.” I said; trying not to
wobble as I got out of my chair and floated to my bedroom. I stripped down to
nothing and looked at myself in the mirror; trying to see if I was older or
more of a woman now. Standing there naked and knowing Daddy was just one thin
wall away, I started to get damp in my crotch area. For just a split second;
I almost walked out into the living roon and announced “Here, daddy, I’m all
yours!” But I didn’t. I wrapped myself in large towel and went into the
bathroom. The warm water running on me didn’t help get rid of those feelings
I was having, either. I couldn’ help but linger a little in a few places as I
washed myself. My nipples almost hurt; they were so tender and swollen.
“What does it feel like for a man to kiss those?” I wondered.
I’m not sure at what point during all this that I made up my mind to seduce my
father that night; but it seemed like the only logical conclusion to this
already strange evening. I dried my hair, wrapped a clean,fluffy towel around
me and walked out into the living room. Judging from the amount of liquid in
Daddy’s glass; I determined that he must be on at least his third drink.
“Jus ’bout ready for bed, hon?” he almost slurred.
“Yep” I answered saucily; trying to sound more sober than I was feeling right
then. The Jack Daniels was definitely working on me!
I still don’t know if I did it on purpose or it just happened and I let it or
what; but, as I bent over to kiss Daddy, the towel I was wearing came loose
and fell to the floor. For just a split second; I started to reach down and
pick it up and cover myself; but I didn’t. Instead, I turned and sat on the
arm of my very surprised daddy’s chair and hugged him.
“Hon…hon…honey; don’t you think you should cover up?” he asked; but he
didn’t sound like he really knew if he wanted me to or not.
“Daddy, it doesn’t matter. You’ve seen me naked before; so what’s the
difference?”
“The difference is that right now I’m a little drunk and your are a young
woman and looking really good and it’s been a really long time for me.” he
rambled.
I almost got tickled at how un-confused he was trying to sound. I hugged him
tighter as I noticed a large bulge in his cut-offs. Then I placed his hand on
my right breast. He jerked it away as though my breast was red-hot. (Which I
felt it WAS!)
“Honey, please don’t do this…pleeese.” He sounded sort of pitiful.
“It’s alright, daddy, I want this and so do you.” I said; trying to sound
grown-up and calm with what was happening. I reached down and put my hand on
the bulge in daddy’s shorts and he moaned like a man in some sort of pain.
“Hon…this ain’t right…you know it’s not right.”
“Daddy, it’ right if I want it. I’m the only woman in your life since Mom
left and I really love you and I really want to help you feel better.” I
tried not to ramble on senselessly; but he had started tracing little circles
around my nipple with his finger and I was being amazed at the feeling of his
“thing” under my hand. I suddenly became brave and undid the top of daddy’s
cut-offs and unzipped them. His organ almost LEAPED out. ” MY GOD; IT’S
BEAUTIFUL!!” I remember thinking.
“Misty, Misty, Misty…Oh god…Shit”
Daddy reached between my legs and touched me and I thought I would LEAVE THIS
WORLD. As good as it had felt the times when I touched myself there; I
wasn’t EVEN prepared for what daddy’s finger felt like as it went into the
opening of my pussy.I’m not sure if I screamed or whimpered or cried or
what…but I knew at that moment that this was something I was going like a
lot more of.
Almost in a haze, I felt daddy pick me up and carry me into his bedroom. As
he laid me down on his huge, king-size bed, he had the most tender look on his
face as he asked me; “Honey, are you sure about this?”
“Yes Daddy; I’m VERY sure.” I replied. I admit I was a little scared, but I
knew I was going to be ok. Daddy kissed me in a way that he never had before.
One boy at school had tried to “fench” kiss me, but I don’t think he knew what
the heck he was doing. With Daddy, it was HEAVEN!! I remember the feel of
his beard stubble on my face; he feel of his hands on my shoulders as he held
me closer and closer.
And his rock-hard thing pressing into the flesh of my right thigh. And the
hair on his chest against my breasts. All of these things going on at once
was just about too much for me to stand. I never felt so GOOD in my life!!
“Have you ever had…had…you know…well…sex; before, Hon?” Daddy asked
“No, never, Daddy…please be my first…will you; please, daddy?!?’
“Well, hon, it’s not exactly right; but I don’t think I could stop if I
wanted to now.” There was almost a desperate tone to his voice.
Daddy rolled me onto my back, and I think I instinctly spread my legs.
Strange; but I don’t remember ever thinking of my daddy as “handsome”; but at
that moment when he positioned himself above my nude body on his bed, I
thought he was the most beautiful person I had ever seen.
“This may hurt a little at first.” he said with concern in his voice.
“It’s ok; Daddy, it’s ok.”
He lowered himself gently onto me, kissed me, and then I felt the end of his
thing going into me. As it swelled inside me, I almost cried from pure joy.
Then; as it broke through my hymen, there was as spit-second of pain. But not
unpleasant pain. Sort of like a pin prick. The extreme pleasure of feeling
this thing inside me far outdid any pain I could have felt. As Daddy pushed
further and further into me; I remember thinking that that I couldn’t possibly
feel any better than I was feeling righty then. But with each inch, came a
bigger, deeper wave of ecstacy. Then came the ultimate!!! Daddy started
ever-so-slowly withdrawing and reinserting his thing (which I know now is
called his”dick”) in and out of me. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over
me; and daddy’s breathing was becoming more and more labored. His dick was
going in and out of me at a furious pace. I may have been moaning or
screaming or whatever…I’m not sure at this point. I just know that I WAS IN
PURE HEAVEN!!! As I felt the torrents of orgasm wash over me, all of a sudden
daddy’s body tensed, jerked and he quickly pulled all the way out of me. “Got
to catch it so I don’t get you pregnant.” He said almost apologetically.
Right at that moment I wouldn’t have cared if he had planted a LITTER in me.
But I knew he was right to pull it out; even though I felt as though I was
parting with an old friend.
Afterwards, we lay in each others arms and carressed and kissed. I don’t
think it’s possible to feel more love for someone than I felt for my Daddy at
that moment. We have a drink or two ever now and then and we always wind up
having sex. If I could I would have it every day…all day! I may change my
mind later, but for now I just want sex with my wonderful father. He is so
sweet and I love him so much!
The other night during one of our sessions, Daddy began kissing my lower
stomach and thighs. WOW!! This was a whole new set of feelings!! He promised
me then that next time he will teach me about oral sex. I CAN’T WAIT!!!!!

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Making Sweet Love

Making Sweet Love
As we lay together cuddled in bed
The heat rises and thoughts run through my head
As I start to kiss your soft and tender lips
My hands wonder and rub on your hips
As I kiss on your neck I feel your body tense
Then I feel your relaxation as you kick in another sense
As I continue my downward journey I come upon your breast
Where my tongue can’t help but to take a rest
As I lick around your breast so firm and round
I listen to your body make that moaning sound
As I continue to explore this body so elegant
I have to make sure I treat it really delicate
As I travel lower and lower I kiss on her body
I make sure for what comes next my baby is ready
As I venture below my baby’s panty line
I can tell that a chill has just went up her spine
As she moans and gets wet
I am a strapping on a condom you bet
As I slowly move in and out
I feel her body moving about
As we create a rhythm that no one else can feel
Our bodies move together we’re in sync that’s fo real
As I feel my baby getting looser and looser
We both know that this passion must move deeper and faster
As you know this love making journey doesn’t end there
I will certainly tell my baby let’s switch positions, do you care?
As we all know all good things on Earth come to an end
But this love making will always begin again

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Barbi Doll and Sugar Daddy

I consider my wife Tina my Barbi doll, and she always seems to like the way I dress her up and show her off. Tina’s got the trophy wife look. The head of teased blonde hair that turns men’s heads, the sparkling blue eyes, hot red lips, a pair of tits that beg to be fondled, buns that make a man say, “I’ll follow you anywhere,” and the hottest set of legs imaginable. Put that all together in the sexiest outfits a fella can pick out for his woman and mix it with a woman who is a natural, incorrigible flirt who craves the attention men are only too happy to lavish on her, and you have a picture of Tina.
I love dressing her in outfits the expose a lot of waist. I put her in tight low-riding hip huggers that show fully the little thongs she wears. Tina is always balanced on at least 3-inch heels, which give her legs and ass a deliciously muscular look. Bras are not part of her wardrobe. She is a perfect 36 DD at a cost of about $10K per boob and they stand up with no help from a harness. We switch between tight little clingy shirts that hug every curve or loose fitting blouses that open for great views of cleavage down the front.
Before we go out–on the prowl–to see how many men’s heads we can turn, I tease Tina’s hair, give her a good dousing of perfume, and make sure her lips are glistening with gloss and her eyes are smokin’ with shadow.
Tina loves to tease, and I’ve always encouraged her. I get a big kick out of watching her wrap men around her pinky. She can basically get just about any man to do anything she asks. She loves the power. We have played a game to see how far she can push it. About a month ago, we took it a bit too far.
Joe is a college kid who mows our lawn and does odd jobs around the house. He is a varsity athlete, a tennis player, so he appreciates the extra money of a job that doesn’t require set hours. We represent an interesting age span. I am 50 years old, and am definitely middle aged with my body going soft and the years of working a desk job taking a certain toll on my looks. Tina is 30. She is definitely what is known as a trophy wife, given our age difference and that she is my third wife. She no longer looks like the co-ed cheerleader she used to be. But she has matured in the sexiest way with a curvier body and a self confidence that comes with experience. Joe is 20. He has a chiseled body, but a wide-eyed innocence, a bright smile, a certain puppy dog side.
Joe really brought out Tina’s flirtatious side. She found every excuse to touch him, little pats, and always seemed to be brushing by him in ways that maximized contact. She would dress extra specially sexy when Joe was coming over to clean our house. Sometimes she would wear a translucent dress that you can see right through and would only have a thong on underneath. Joe’s jobs include mopping our floors, and Tina usually found ways to stand over him when he was on his hands and knees, and Tina usually managed to be close by and would choose those days to do the dusting. She would ask Joe to balance her legs when she would stand on a step stool to dust the corners where the walls meet the ceiling.
Since Joe lives in a dorm, we made a deal that he can do his laundry at our place as long as he does our laundry as well. This requires Joe to handle Tina’s worn thongs and other clothes. I picked up on the fact that a bit of a game was going on between Joe and Tina with “mix ups” of each other’s laundry. And I could tell from examining some of Tina’s panties myself in the laundry hamper that she seemed to perfume them especially for him and would leave the nicest ones on the top of the pile on laundry days.
When Joe did outdoor work like gardening or mowing the lawn, Tina would choose those days to sun bathe in her tiniest “get the most sun” string biknis. One day, I asked Joe to wash and wax my car. Tina decided that she would help. Joe was in his usual muscle shirt and cut-offs. Tina wore a little pair of silky jogging shorts stretched tight and fitting her ass snugly. The jogging shorts were set low on her hips and her thong was visible front and back above the shorts. For her top, she chose a thin, old t-shirt cut just below her breasts. Her breasts jiggled freely under the thin little top with every movement.
I watched the action from my easy chair inside the house, looking out the living room window. In no time at all, Tina had managed to get them both soaking wet. She looked the winner of a wet T-shirt contest. Her nipples were clearly visible, poking at the clingy wet material and looking really tasty. Her shorts were also plastered to her skin. She was laughing and teasing Joe, and he seemed to enjoy the attention she was lavishing on him.
I could see that they were touching each other a lot more than the usual occasional brush by. Tina would stretch herself on top of the hood of the car to clean it and Joe would be directly behind her pressed against her cleaning it with one hand, while the other would caress her.
I just sat there. I was jealous at how turned on they both were and that I was left out, but I also had to admit that I was turned on myself, and sat in my chair playing with myself as I watched them getting more and more physical with each other right there in our front drive way as visible to my neighbors as they were to me. Finally I saw that they might just start fucking right there in our driveway in the middle of the afternoon–that’s how turned on they were.
I decided to take action. I went out and said, “Look at you two. You’re soaking wet. Come in and get into some dry clothes.” They looked at little sheepish as they came in. But then I handed them their dry clothes. For Joe, a pair of thin silk pajama bottoms, no top. For Tina, the matching pajama top, no bottom. The top is held together by a single string. I gave them one plush towel to dry each other off and said I would put their wet clothes in the dryer. I left behind a chilled bottle of wine and two wine glasses, already filled. When I came back the two of them were cuddled on the sofa sipping the wine. Tina’s free hand was rubbing Joe’s chest and his free hand was resting on her thigh. Joe asked me if I wanted a glass of wine too. I said, “No, I’m not really part of this party. I just want to watch.”
Joe gave me a last look, and then turned to Tina, tilted her head, and gave her a warm, deep passionate kiss. They spent the next twenty minutes necking. They played with their tongues, and both necks were slick with saliva and hickey marks. Joe’s hands were working Tina’s breasts, and after a while his hungry mouth found her nipples and he sucked away. Not to be outdone, Tina slid down Joe’s body, pulled down the PJ bottoms and revealed a long, hard cock. Tina slurped and sucked, cooing about how big and gorgeous it was. Joe had great control for such a young man. He was really an exceptional lover.
I was amazed that he didn’t just come in her mouth, because Tina was really pumping his long, hard cock and she swirled her tongue around his sensitive cock head alternating with some delicious sucking. After much cock sucking, Joe pulled Tina up and began kissing her neck again. After a while a slick wet trail led from her neck to her boobs, which got such a good sucking that they were red and blotchy and glistening with Joe’s saliva. He trailed his tongue down her long muscular torso, stopped to play with her belly piercing and then worked his way down over her completely shaved and smooth vulva.
He positioned Tina so I could watch the spectacular job of pussy licking he gave Tina. I never have read or heard much discussion of men’s relative tongue sizes as we are so preoccupied with dick length. But I was amazed as the length and power of Joe’s tongue. It looked like it swelled and grew like a cock as he worked it up and down Tina’s slick slash. He penetrated her pussy with his tongue, working it in and out like a cock until Tina grabbed his head, then squeezed his head with every last remaining ounce of her strength in the vice grip of her magnificent thighs, and came with a shuddering gasp.
But the party was hardly over. It was now Joe’s turn for his pleasure. By now, Tina had the energy of a rag doll, but the most beautiful and sexy rag doll ever conceived.
Joe turned Tina prone. He no longer had the strength to support her wait with her hands for a proper “doggy style” fucking, but Joe had enough strength for two. With one arm around her belly he held her up and with his other hand, he balanced on the floor. He penetrated her from behind, and, again, in no hurry whatsoever, exercising amazing control for a 20-year-old guy, he gave Tina a good, old-fashioned fucking, leaving her completely spent and satisfied.
I paid Joe for doing such a good job on the car, he got his things out of the dryer and went on this way with a big smile on his face.
Tina looked at me with a crooked grin. “So what do you get out of this, baby?” she said. I crawled over to her, parted her legs, and buried my face in the wet, steamy mess that Joe had left behind. I inhaled the musky smell and tongued the sour taste until it was almost sweet. Finally I crawled onto her sweaty body, kissing the hickey marks on her breasts. My cock slipped easily into Tina’s slippery, stretched out pussy and I came almost instantly.
As I was starting to fall asleep, Tina said, “You know that guest bedroom we have, honey? I think we could have Joe clean and cook for us all the time, if we let him live here.”
Nothing like having live-in help around the house. A win-win set up for every body.
Proudly signed,
Willing Wimp

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Not Now!

It’s that old time religion, a sermon about abstinence, and fucking your brains out in church that really gets your blood boiling.

Fantasy

Skulduggery Pleasant – Is that your razor or are you just happy to see me (revised)

Skulduggery pleasant – is that your razor or are you just happy to see me
I’m rewriting this story as I found the last one unsatisfactory I had written it in the middle of the night and hadn’t bothered to proof read it I rushed the sex and I apologize hopefully this one is better and there aren’t to many mistakes
LB
The cleavers scythe whistled as it swung in an arc towards Sanguine’s throat. He ducked the attack and rolled glancing at Tanith who was fending of three cleavers with her sword. She caught his look and smiled her sword sliding into the first cleavers chest. Billy ray turned just in time to be cracked in the face the staff of the scythe he growled and then sank into the ground the Cleaver turned in a circle slowly and billy ray rose behind him his straight razor glinting as he slit his attackers throat.
The cleaver slumped to the floor lifeless. He turned his full attention to Tanith who had run up the wall to slice a cleavers head in half. The last cleaver held his scythe diagonally across his body and Tanith landed on the floor in a crouch. She looked up smiling with her black lips. The cleaver stepped forward swinging his scythe as Tanith’s sword flashed the scythe actually caught her leather waistcoat slicing through the material as easily as her sword cut into his flesh.
Tanith sheathed her sword and turned towards Sanguine who was staring at her exposed chest. Her body never stopped amazing him and she stepped up to him circling her arms around his neck and kissed him for a full minute before leaning back giving him another one of her dazzling black lipped smiles.
“Is that your razor or are you just happy to see me?” she said grinding herself on him.
Sanguine smiled and they both sank into the ground. The pain was much more bearable now than what it was a few months ago and he could now travel twice the distance before he had to take a break. They rose to the surface in front of the grey sports car and Tanith pulled out the keys the alarm beeping and they climbed in. Sanguine started the car and they made their way down the road.
Sanguine tried to concentrate on the road rather than stare at Tanith’s luscious breasts but she didn’t help matter when she leant over and unbuttoned his trousers freeing his straining erection. Licking her dark lips she leant down kissing his head. He groaned and barely kept the car on the road. She licked around his tip and placed her mouth around the head suckling lightly. Sanguine muttered under his breath and thrust slightly trying to gain more purchase in her mouth. He glanced down their eyes locking and Tanith gave him an evil grin before engulfing his entire dick into her mouth sucking hard. Sanguine yelled out in shock and pleasure the car swerving he fought to keep it from hitting a tree and Tanith laughed a difficult thing to do since she still had his cock in her mouth. Tanith started to hum in the back of her throat and Sanguine moaned as he felt the vibration around his head. She bobbed her head up and down his length stopping once in a while to circle his tip with her tongue she used her hand to jack him of where her mouth couldn’t reach. She made sure her lips had a seal around his manhood and sucked, Sanguine lost control of himself and the car, the car careened of the road into a bush as his cum splashed on her face and tits she used her hands to scoop up most of the cum and licked it from her fingers grinning.
“What is it with you and crashing cars?” she laughed as he reversed out back onto the road and they continued towards the city Tanith’s mirth unrelenting
Sanguine slowed the car down and turned into the alley way. Tanith got out the car still laughing to herself as Sanguine growled in annoyance. They opened a side door revealing a bright corridor heavily contrasting with the grubby exterior. They barely made it to the bedroom and Sanguine pushed Tanith onto the double bed ripping her waistcoat open fully bringing his mouth down to suckle on her light pink nipple. She moaned and put her hands on the back of his head. Tanith sat up pulling down her tight leathers exposing her pantie clad womanhood.
Sanguine licked his lips before slowly kissing his way down to her navel he slid his tongue into her belly button before continuing south reaching his target her gripped the top of her underwear with his teeth sliding them down her toned legs he looked at her arousal, her wetness turning him on even more. He was about to bring his tongue to her slit when he found himself flying through the air her crashed onto the bed he gasped surprised before Tanith climbed on top of him positioning herself into the 69 position he grinned starting to lap up her juices as she fondled his member.
Tanith began to lick his hard length and Sanguine answered by sucking lightly on her clit she moaned and her hands tightened on his cock she swirled her tongue around his tip then used her hands to fondle his balls Sanguine grunted and pushed his tongue into her running it up and down gathering up her juices. He thrust his tongue into her sliding it up and down using his fingers to play with her clit. She moaned and consumed his entire length into her mouth squashing down her gag reflex as she deep throated his hard cock. He moved his tongue in circles still pushing his tongue in her like a piston feeling her walls clamp down on his tongue as she orgasmed she screamed in pleasure around his cock and that set him off too he came sending thick spurts of his cum down her throat she swallowed it down greedily and cleaned of his dick while he gasped.
She climbed down from him and they lay next to each other coming down from their high. Sanguine rolled over, rubbing his bulbous head up and down her slit she groaned and he pushed himself inside her marvelling at her silky wet folds he began to thrust into her and she moaned in pleasure. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted herself up before dropping herself on his cock. He grunted and lifted her up pushing her against the wall. He angled his hips pressing against her g-spot she used her muscles to squeeze his cock and he grunted and smiled at her pulling out of her she mewled slightly and he repositioned his sunglasses and threw her onto the bed turning her so she was on her stomach she lifted her butt into the air and he moved forward prodding he puckered asshole she groaned.
“Ohh fuck yes fuck me there!” she gasped
Sanguine pushed his cock into her womanhood once again getting his cock slick with her wetness. As he was pulling out he unintentionally rubbed her g-spot and she came she bucked slightly and he took the opportunity and sank the head of his cock into her ass she came even harder squeezing his cock like a vice he pushed himself into her his manhood already well lubricated with her arousal with a bit of effort he managed to bury himself into her clutching asshole. She reached a hand up to the bedside drawer bringing out a dildo Sanguine groaned at the sight of it his dick becoming even harder if that was possible she pressed a symbol on the base and a buzzing noise filled the air she positioned it at her dripping womanhood Sanguine rested his hand on hers and pushed it into her until it was fully in.
Sanguine could feel it vibrating against her walls transferring to his dick. He started to thrust again as she pushed the toy in and out of her slit. He began to thrust wildly pulling himself almost out of her then slamming himself in he reached forward and pinched he nipples rolling them between his fingers she started to breathe heavier her orgasm approaching and they both started to moan aloud and Sanguine grabbed her hair pulling her back she screamed in pleasure and pain as she came her walls clenching around his cock and he came too splattering her rectum with his seed as her juices squirted around the vibrating sex toy.
“That was amazing” gasped Tanith
“And for my next trick” Sanguine yawned and promptly fell asleep Tanith following close behind him.

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Trafficked Love Ch. 9

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?

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Truth or Dare with Beth, part 2

It was morning and I was beginning to wake up. I noticed that I was waking up with some good, old fashioned morning wood and was trying to stay asleep to enjoy whatever dream was making me hard this morning. The dream felt so real, it felt as though someone was really stroking my cock. It was all so vivid. It definitely wasn’t my hand, it felt too small and soft. This was incredible, the best dream ever! Then it took a turn my sex dreams never took – I felt a strange feeling in my ass!
Suddenly I realized what was happening. I remembered that I wasn’t alone in bed. I remembered my friend Beth was visiting. I remembered she had found the strap on dildo last night in my apartment. I remembered that she had put it on during our game of Truth or Dare the night before and fucked my ass with it. And I remembered that she went to bed with it still on.
I turned my head to look behind me and see her. “Did you have fun last night?” she asked seductively.
“Of course I did. I always have fun with you.”
“Do you remember our new arrangement?”
“Not at all.”
“What is the new agreement then?” She wanted to hear me say it.
“You are the only one that can make dares now. I have to do anything you want. I am now your bitch for the weekend.”
Beth was rubbing her dildo through my ass crack. As I said those last words the stroking quickened. She was obviously turned on from hearing me say she was in control.
“Are you ready for another ass fucking then?”
“I am ready for anything you want me to do, Beth.”
Her left hand was still reaching around, stroking my cock as we both laid on our right sides. I felt the phallus slide through my cheeks a few more times before after one down stroke it stopped.
“Pull your cheeks apart!”
I reached my left hand back, grabbed my left cheek and pulled it up, giving Beth access to my ass hole. I felt the tip touch my brown hole and then slight pressure. I wanted to feel the cock back inside of me and I felt myself pushing back onto the strap on. Beth pushed forward, my ass relaxed and I felt the head split my crack and push in. She held it there for a second letting me adjust to my anal intruder and feel the round head before she began pushing in more.
Beth wasn’t taking her time being nice and slow while entering me like she had last night. Once she began pushing she just kept going. I felt every inch of the toy sliding past my sphincter muscle. I felt every “vein” of the cock as it slid into me. And then I felt the head pressing against my prostate.
“Oh fuck you are so deep inside of me!”
“I bet I can get it deeper. Would you like to feel me deeper inside your ass?” Beth hissed into my ear.
Without waiting for a reply, Beth took her hand from my cock, placed it on my hips and pushed forward as far as she possibly could. The dildo she was wearing pressed against me from the inside and felt like she was trying to push it through my stomach.
She pulled back and I again felt every ridge of the cock slide across me, just in reverse this time. As the cock began to almost exit me, I felt the pull of Beth’s hand on my hip as her waist moved forward again thrusting the rubber toy back into me. She picked up her pace, moving her hips back and forth, the toy sliding in and out. I loved every second of it. I felt so hard and soft at the same time sliding in and out of me. I could hear Beth breathing in my ear. Her lust was evident. She was loving the power of being on the fucking end of things for once.
“Fuck yeah, take my cock you little bitch! You like your ass filled, don’t you? You love feeling me fuck you deep!”
And I did! Each time she pushed it deep inside me I moaned like a bitch in heat. I never wanted her to take the tool out of me.
I felt Beth shift her weight to her left and made us both roll off of our right sides and onto our stomachs without ever removing the dildo from my ass. Beth’s weight was now on top of me. She moved up onto her elbows, pulled her knees up more and pushed deep inside of me again. In her new position, Beth had even more control and began grinding her pelvis into my ass. Each stroke went all the way out until just the tip was left inside me and then she slammed the entire length back into me.
My dick was pressed against the bed and each thrust also brought with it the pleasure of friction against my shaft. The new sensation was amazing and was making it hard not to cum. Beth seemed to read my mind.
“Don’t you fucking cum yet!” she demanded. “I have another dare planned for that. You let me know when you think you can’t hang on any longer. Until then, just keep enjoying me inside your ass!”
Beth was so worked up now that she couldn’t stop her dirty talk.
“You really love this thing inside of you, huh? I bet you are starting to wonder what a real cock would feel like inside your ass. Would you like that? I know I would like to watch it. That would be so hot, watching some guy ass fuck you!”
She didn’t wait for any answers, just kept turning herself on more with her talk. She was pounding my tight hole. Each thrust carried as much force as she could muster. The bed rocked into the wall each time she pushed it back inside of me. My bed was squeaking and I could only imagine what my downstairs neighbors were thinking!
It was all too much now. I couldn’t last much longer. The fucking had lasted at least 20 minutes and I needed to cum!
“I’m ready to cum, Beth.”
She pulled out of me in one long motion and stood on the bed.
“Roll onto your back. Good, now throw your legs back so you are doubled over with your ass in the air.”
I did as I was told. Beth moved above me, put one leg on each side of me, bent her knees and sunk the dildo back into my ass. She just resumed her fucking in this awkward position. She was sliding into me like a piston in a car engine. I also noticed how close my dick was to my face.
“Are you ready for your next dare?” she asked as she continued thrusting downward. “I dare you to open your mouth, cum on your own face and swallow as much as you can shoot into your mouth!”
Beth kept fucking me, the whole time looking straight down, not taking a chance to miss me giving myself a facial. Each thrust brought my cock closer to my mouth and I wondered if it were possible to give myself a blow job from this position. I was past the point of no return. I needed to cum. As I watched the sexy, slender red head above me repeatedly slam a strap on dildo into my ass, I opened my mouth and began to stroke my cock.
“Oh yes! You’re going to do this! Fuck yeah! Shoot your load all over your face! I want to watch you swallow your own cum so badly! Fucking cum for me!”
Beth’s comments were leaving her mouth as fast as her dildo was penetrating me. Then it happened. The first shot missed my mouth and made me flinch as it landed just below my left eye. I readjusted in time and the second shot landed right on my tongue. So did the second and third before the fourth and fifth missed again and coated my face. I was then done with shots of my load and just moved my cock back over my mouth to let the last few dribbles fall onto my waiting tongue.
“Don’t swallow yet!” Beth demanded as she pulled the dildo out of my ass and let my legs fall back to the bed. “Sit up and open wide!”
She reached over and grabbed her camera and snapped pictures of the sticky jizz in my mouth and on my face. “I am going to cum so hard when I masturbate to these back home! Ok, swallow now.”
I did as was told and felt the creamy mess slide down my throat. I then licked as much as I could off of my lips. Then Beth scooped as much of my spunk off of my chin as possible and fed it to me. Each time I swallowed my seed right down. Each time I enjoyed it more.
“Fuck that was hot!” exclaimed Beth. “Now, clean my dick off like a good little bitch. Taste the remnants of shit you left on my pole you dirty little whore!”
I got on my knees and took the dildo into my mouth and slid my mouth down the shaft, licking it as I went, tasting the muskiness of my own ass. Beth was looking down on me, enjoying treating me like her bitch as I sucked her cock. I felt her pushing farther with each thrust – Beth was trying to get me to deepthroat the rod. My throat began to relax and accommodate more and more of the intruder, just as my ass had done.
“That’s it,” she said approvingly. “Take me in your throat. You are becoming quite the cocksucker and fucker. You could really please some guys cock. I know you are pleasing mine. Now, open up and take it all!”
Beth reached her right hand around the back of my head and began to push as she slowly thrust her hips forward. The object met with resistance the back of my throat, but it was quickly obvious that she would not be pulling backward until she couldn’t push any farther. I began to consciously contort my throat muscles, trying to find a way to take the entire length. Beth began to increase the pressure on the back of my head. There was maybe a quarter inch left to go and Beth pushed my head and jabbed her hips forward and my lips were around the base of the toy – my nose touching her flat stomach. I had taken the entire thing. Since she had gotten it this far into my ass, too, I could taste dried shit every millimeter along the way.
“Look up at me! That’s good! Fuck, I think I can see the shape of it in your throat!”
Beth reached over to my nightstand and grabbed my camera and snapped a picture. She then proceeded to slide the dildo out of my mouth in half inch increments, taking a picture each time she stopped.
“Does this thing have a video function to it?” It did. And Beth found it. For being a small little camera it had surprisingly good video quality and it also recorded sound. She aimed the lens at herself and recorded an intro.
“Hi, this is Beth. I am making my little bitch boy Patrick suck my strap on dildo after I just fucked his ass good and deep with it. I hope you enjoy watching.”
She then trained the camera back down on me and told me to suck her good. I was a little uneasy about the camera, but I wasn’t going to disappoint! I grabbed her hips and pulled my mouth forward as far as possible making myself deepthroat her this time. That received some very positive commentary from her on the video as she kept a running dialogue of the entire event. I got into a good pace. The cock slid past my lips, into my mouth and down my throat. Then slid out of my throat, past my tongue and then the tip was on my lips.
I was sucking her nicely. My throat had adapted to the pole being pushed into it with each thrust and a good amount of saliva had built up acting as lube. But Beth wanted to put on a show for the camera, so she grabbed my head again and began thrusting. She was going all the way in each time, but was moving much faster. She was fucking my face. Saliva was flowing freely and I was drooling out of the sides of my mouth from her fucking. I felt so depraved and I loved it! Finally, Beth slammed her cock home into the back of my throat and instead of pulling back out as I expected, she left the member choking me. My eyes were bugging out of my head as I looked up at her, pleading her with my eyes to take it out and let me breath again. Beth loved it and she told the camera so. At last, she pulled the cock from my throat and my mouth completely. I gasped for air deeply, inhaling as much as possible!
Beth again turned the camera on herself saying, “Now THAT, my friends, is how you suck a cock! I hope you enjoyed watching my slut Patrick blow me!” And she turned the camera off.
“We need two things now,” declared Beth. “First, we need to find a web site to post this video and two, to record more!” And she bent over, kissed me deeply on the lips, and walked out of my bedroom to my computer, leaving me still on my knees. I couldn’t wait for more!

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Samantha’s Dubai Nightmare (Part 01)

A petite, gorgeous 19-year-old blonde American gets lured into working for an escorting agency in Dubai. Once there, she is quickly sold into slavery and forced to serve and pleasure her owner in the most terrible of ways.