David has captured and trained his Mother Kendra, and his Sister Kayleigh, into becoming his obedient sex slaves. Now he strategically moves towards the next phase of his plan to build the life he always fantasized about. In this chapter, his father, John, returns home and enjoys some one on one time with his daughter Kayleigh. She teases him into a frenzy, and when she turns him away, he forces the matter. Eventually he gets what he deserves.
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It probably sounded even less coherent than that.
Rachel seemed to be better than me at taking it all in stride when she spoke up. “We thought you were going to be busy in the bathroom a while longer. Sorry.”
Laura blushed then. “Well, … I was busy. If I had known you guys were doing something, I would have taken longer.”
I was slow, or the women were using some kind of female code, because I didn’t catch on right away. Then, I GOT IT.
“Ohhh.”
Laura made an embarrassed giggle in response to what I had said.
“Well, it’s not like I was the only one trying to cum,” she accused.
I couldn’t argue with that. Rachel handed me my bathing suit and I started to put it on. I pulled it up, but I was now so hard that my dick stuck up above the waistband of my suit. Laura was watching me, making me harder. She slowly looked up from the tip of my exposed cock to my eyes.
“You’ll get in trouble if you go out like that,” she warned with a warm smile and a single raised eyebrow.
Rachel countered with, “I did my part.”
“Yes, you did. You did it very well,” was my answer.
I tried to bend my dick and push it down into my suit. It didn’t want to bend. It was uncomfortable like that, and the bulge it made was quite obvious.
Laura spoke next, her words catching me off guard.
“So, do we leave him alone to take care of his own problem, or is it my turn?”
My mouth gaped open and my heart pounded at the thought of what Laura was suggesting. I think if my dick had still been sticking out, the women would have seen it grow further, probably accompanied by a drop of precum appearing at the tip.
Rachel defused the situation by asking me, “Don’t you have to pee or something?”
I did have to, so I went into the bathroom. I could hear Laura laughing behind me. The excitement was wearing off so I was able to pee after only a minute or so. I didn’t have to jack off because peeing made me lose my erection. I made a point of not thinking about Laura so I could get my dick back into my suit. When I came back into the room, Laura and my wife were talking quietly. Rachel saw me coming out of the bathroom and whispered, “Later,” ending the conversation.
“Are you ready to go to the beach?” I asked, seeing that whatever they had been discussing they had no intention of sharing with me.
We headed out of the door on the other side of the room, which opened onto the beach. Outside it was sunny and warm and there was already a large crowd on the beach. It appeared to be mostly college students, so the long weekend would probably be rather rowdy. We walked along the concrete path to the edge of the sand, the sounds of partying all around us. I enjoyed the view of so many scantily clad women. Rachel must have noticed me taking in the scenery because she took my hand and held it tightly. She wanted me to remember whom I was with. No danger of that. I was very in much love with my wife. I was just looking.
We set out towels on the sand near the water’s edge. We lay out in the sun a while and swam from time to time to cool off. It seemed like Laura was a lot calmer now so maybe this trip wouldn’t turn out so badly after all.
As sunset approached, talk turned to dinner. We decided we’d get dressed and walk around to find someplace that looked good. We were hungry but beyond that no one had anything particular in mind. Back at the room, Laura offered for and I to use the shower first. Ordinarily, it might have been awkward for the two of us to shower together with Laura there, but we had shared so many of the details of our sex lives (especially today) that there was little left to hide. Laura knew we showered together and most times slept in the nude. On the other hand, I knew how often Laura masturbated and how much she liked her rabbit vibrator. I wondered if she had brought it along on the trip.
Rachel and I were soon naked in the bathroom. I watched my wife in the mirror as she bent over to start the shower. With her bent over, I could see her pussy lips framed by her thighs and the sight was quickly making me hard. I loved looking covertly as my wife’s body. I could clearly see her slit, with the lips covered by wisps of brown hair. The blowjob from earlier had done little to quell all my desires. Rachel stood up and turned around. In the mirror, she could see the effect her body had on me. I watched as she walked up to me and put her arms around me. When I felt her breasts press into my back, I groaned. I could also feel the hair above her pussy against my ass. My dick jumped a little. Rachel gave a little laugh when she saw that. Her hands dropped lower to caress my hardon.
“Mmm, I like doing this,” she told me as she gently stroked.
“You’ll get no complaints from me,” I assured her.
“Hey, no fair. At least you got something earlier. I haven’t gotten anything all day. I was so horny on the beach.”
“Want me to take care of that right now?” I offered.
“Let’s get cleaned up first. I’m all sweaty but I’m sure you can think of something to do to me in the shower.”
We turned around and got in the shower. She was in front of me this time. As I put my arms around her to caress her tits, my dick poked into her ass. I squatted a little so it could slide between her legs, rubbing as it did against her pussy.
“I said you could have me after I got clean.”
“I’m not pushing. I’m just getting comfortable,” I told her.
“Uh-huh. You’re getting pretty comfortable.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked, emphasizing the point by sliding my dick back and forth against her hairy lips.
“Oh, no,” she assured me, her voice slow and dreamy. “Don’t stop.”
I heard the washcloth she had been lathering fall to the bottom of the tub with a wet plop. I reached around her and opened her lips so my dick could slide between her lips. She moaned. With both arms around my wife, I held the end of my dick firmly against her pussy with my left hand and used my right to play with her clit.
“This is so nice,” she said in a dreamy voice. “Don’t think you’re getting off easy, though. I’m going to want the real thing tonight.”
“That should be interesting with Laura in bed next to us,” I commented.
“We’ll work something out. I’m not going all week without sex.”
“Good. I was getting worried.”
Rachel’s hand replaced mine on the head of my dick, holding the shaft firmly against her wet lips.
“We’ll have to wait until she is asleep. Or maybe we can convince her to take a walk.”
“Given the pajama situation, we’ll probably all be seeing each other naked this week anyway. I say we just go for it. She can go outside if she wants to.”
Rachel laughed, though she pressed my dick harder against her. “I don’t know if I can fuck with my best friend watching.” Her voice didn’t sound like she was totally convinced. She leaned forward. “Oh, just fuck me right here. Put it in now.”
I had no problem complying with a request like that. She was so wet inside that I entered easily, filling her with my length.
“I’ve wanted this all day,” Rachel said in a sort of moan. “Ever since Laura started reading that book out loud.”
I cut off any further conversation when I grabbed my wife by the hips and started thrusting harder. She was moaning loudly now but I didn’t care. If Laura could hear us, I’m sure it would be no surprise what we were doing. She was probably masturbating anyway. When that thought hit me, I suddenly started to cum. It was too late to stop it so I instead diddled Rachel’s clit as hard as I could. I hoped I could make her cum with me. She was so worked up that she did cum with me. I leaned into her and pumped her full of my sperm. After the teasing all day, and in spite of the blowjob, it felt so good cumming inside her. When I finished spurting, I just held myself as deeply inside her as I could.
“What made you cum so fast?” Rachel asked when she had caught her breath.
I didn’t know how to answer. The fear of getting caught made my dick shrink faster inside her pussy. Rachel didn’t miss the clue.
“Feeling nervous?”
Actually, I was feeling panicked. How do I tell my wife I came so fast because I was fantasizing about her best friend masturbating?
“I’ll bet you were thinking about Laura”, she accused.
Since I was no longer hard, Rachel easily pulled off me and turned around. I tried to look as innocent as possible. She kissed me and said, “It’s OK. She’s probably thinking about you right now. She was so horny all afternoon and she knows she’ll be sharing a bed with us tonight.”
I relaxed a little.
“I’ll say this, Laura sure made you cum fast.”
Hearing Rachel say that only added to the naughtiness. She kissed me again.
I hugged my wife, trying to recover some shred of my dignity. “It was only a thought of her. It was the feel of your body surrounding my dick that made me cum.”
“Good save,” she told me with a sly smile. I felt a little relieved. “Now let’s get out there and fool around some more while Laura showers.”
I just grinned as I got out of the shower and dried off. I wrapped the towel around my waist. Anxious to get started on that “fooling around” Rachel promised, I quickly walked out of the bathroom to tell Laura the shower was free. Right after I opened the door, I heard Laura yell, “Shit!” I stepped around the corner to see a surprised look on her face, a mixture of fear and shock.
“Are you alright?” I asked her.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” she said hesitatingly. Her right hand was obviously trying to hide something under the pillow. Her left hand was at her crotch, pulling the thin strip of her bikini bottom into the middle. I caught a fleeting glimpse of light colored pubic hair. So she had been masturbating after all.
I smiled a sly grin and told her, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt anything.”
She blushed and tried unsuccessfully to act like nothing was going on. She headed to the bathroom, bumping into Rachel who was also wearing just a towel.
“Are you OK?” Rachel asked her.
“I’m fine. Gary just surprised me.”
The door closed behind her as Rachel gave me one of those, “What was all that about?” looks.
I explained. “I think I caught her doing a little fooling around of her own.”
“Ohh,” Rachel said meaningfully.
“It must be hard on her with Tom not being here.”
“Yeah, I feel for her.” Then her expression changed from wistful to naughty as she continued with, “Just because she’s doing without doesn’t mean we have to.” As my wife spoke these last few words, she released her towel. The sudden motion caught my attention, causing me to follow the towel with my eyes as it sank to the floor. I immediately ran my eyes back up her legs. What I saw put a big smile on my face.
Rachel lay back against the bed, spreading her legs. “Make it quick. We have to get dressed before she gets out of the shower.”
I shucked my own towel and crawled onto the bed between Rachel’s legs. As my cock entered her still wet pussy, she stretched out her arms and gave a heavy sigh.
“That feels sooo –” she started to say. Suddenly, she exclaimed, “What the hell?” Her right hand had found something under the pillow. When her hand reappeared, it was holding a dildo.
“That must be what Laura was trying to hide when I walked in,” I mused. Then a less pleasant thought crossed my mind. “I certainly hope it wasn’t left by the previous guests.”
“Not a chance,” Rachel answered quickly. “It’s Laura’s. Trust me.”
“Ewww,” I said, drawing out the sound.
“You don’t say that when you touch me,” my wife told me.
“That’s different.”
“Uh-huh,” was all she said as she started to slide the dildo back under the pillow. Then, “I think I’ll leave it out for her,” she said. She left the dildo on the bedspread in front of the pillow and put her arms around me. “Now, make it quick. We don’t want to get caught like Laura did.” She would have laughed if I hadn’t started slamming into her so quickly. This was going to be a quickie. It didn’t matter. We were so worked up that we both came in minutes. As we were smiling into each other’s eyes and panting to catch our breath, the shower turned off.
“Time to get dressed,” Rachel said, pushing me off her. I retrieved her towel from the floor as I stood up. I tossed it to her and used mine to wipe off the remains of our lovemaking from my dick. She did the same to her pussy and we quickly started dressing. We had finished by the time the bathroom door opened. Laura stepped out and I was trying to watch her face without her realizing what I was doing. She froze when she saw the bed. It wasn’t how the bedspread was rumpled in the middle that caught her attention. It was her dildo in plain view. She blushed and wouldn’t look my way.
“I think you lost something,” Rachel said over her shoulder as she tried not to laugh out loud.
“How do you know it’s mine?” Laura tried to cover.
“Because it was still wet,” Rachel told her.
Laura looked crushed. There was no denying what she had been doing. She tried to crawl onto the bed to retrieve her toy with as much dignity as she could muster. She was wearing only a towel and holding a dildo as she stood. She looked me in the eye defiantly now, saying, “Well, it’s not fair. You two have each other. This is all I’ll get all week.”
“That’s alright. I understand.” Rachel was really trying to make her feel better now. “If the situation were reversed, I’d be doing the same thing.” Laura’s expression relaxed. Rachel still got one more jab in. “Only, I’d pick it up when I finished with it.”
“I would have if your husband hadn’t walked in on me.” Laura stuffed the dildo in her suitcase and took her clothes back to the bathroom to get dressed. Once the door closed, we burst out laughing. “I heard that,” Laura called out loudly through the door.
Rachel turned to me. “I really can’t blame her.”
“It doesn’t bother me, either, that she was doing that.”
“Do you really feel that way, Gary?” Rachel asked. I nodded. She put her arms around my neck as she bit her lower lip in thought, like she was deciding whether to speak her next words. “You know this bed situation will be interesting when we get back here tonight. I’ve been thinking…”
“You’ve been thinking, huh?” I knew that look. “When you look like that, you’re up to something, and it’s usually naughty.”
“I’ve been thinking,” Rachel began again, giving me a hard look but smiling, “that we should just drop all the pretenses. Tonight, when we go to bed, you and I should just go ahead and make love. Laura can masturbate if she wants. I don’t mind if she watches us.”
I was surprised by Rachel’s bold suggestion. I had suggested it in the shower, but hearing Rachel say it, that she was seriously considering it, made it real. We had talked rather freely with Laura about sex, but up to now it had always been just talk. We had never done anything in front of her, or in front of anyone else for that matter. I’m a man. The idea appealed to me. A lot. I looked into Rachel’s eyes and raised my eyebrows. “Are you sure you are OK with Laura and I seeing each other nude?” My voice was just a whisper.
“Yes, I am. Are you?” my lovely wife asked me.
I didn’t have to think about it. I had fantasized about Laura many times in the past. The thought of finally seeing her undressed was getting me hard again. It was slow because of the two times we had just made love, but I was slowly becoming erect. Fucking Rachel and knowing Laura was watching, knowing it was turning her on, knowing she was looking at me and masturbating, only added to the eroticism. I said just one word.
“Yes.”
Rachel smiled at my answer. She walked the two steps to press her body against mine, her arms sliding around my neck. She pulled her body against mine hard. She started to kiss me, but stopped and instead said, “Ohhh, you’re getting hard at the thought of this.” I could see she was trying to think something else through, but she kissed me instead of sharing it with me. It was a kiss full of passion, a promise of what was to come later that night. As Laura watched.
“Hey, you can’t do that. I don’t have one of those.” Laura had caught us again. As our lips slowly parted, I was thinking how she was going to be seeing a lot more than kissing in a few hours. Laura was grinning when I turned to see her. “You’re going to make me do something if you keep that up.” We all knew what she was referring to. Rachel defused the sexual tension by saying how she was hungry. With that, we were all ready so we walked out of the room.
There was a restaurant a short walk from the hotel. With the large holiday crowd in town, the streets were bumper to bumper – not to mention the difficulty parking – so we walked to dinner. The street was clogged with college students cruising the strip. We were walking faster than the traffic was moving. While we walked, Rachel and Laura were leaning their heads together and talking about something. Their words were just a little too quiet for me to make out what they were saying. We made it to the restaurant in about five minutes. As I had suspected, the parking lot was crowded. There would be only a short wait for a table as many of the customers appeared to be heading for the bar instead of dinner. I found seats for the three of us in the waiting area. Rachel told me to order drinks for her and Laura, then shepherded Laura off to the restroom. It was a warm night so I ordered pi?oladas for all of us. The drinks arrived before the women got back. I wondered what women did for so long in there, and why they always did it in pairs. Finally, they returned and we enjoyed our drinks while waiting for a table. When our turn came, we were seated at a window overlooking the beach. There was a full moon that night so we had a view of the surf.
We chatted about a variety of non-important things during dinner, avoiding talk of sex because we were in public. Laura did pointedly suggest oysters for me but I declined. When dinner was over, I think all three of us felt a tension. Going to bed was already established as interesting, but it was still early. Rachel suggested we walk back to the hotel along the beach. It was a warm romantic night and we were not in any hurry. We walked out the back of the restaurant to the packed wet sand at the water’s edge. I put my arms around Rachel from behind and kissed her just below her earlobe. That always made her shiver with delight and tonight was no exception. I whispered into her ear that I couldn’t wait to get her to bed, certain that Laura wouldn’t hear me over the sound of the surf. We started back to the hotel, Rachel and I holding hands and Laura on my right. Rachel had taken off her shoes and was carrying them in her left hand, the waves softly kissing her feet. We didn’t say anything on the walk. We just enjoyed the view of the moon over the water, the sound of the waves crashing on the sand and the smells of the ocean. From time to time, music could be heard over the waves as we passed an occasional bar. It probably took us about fifteen minutes to walk slowly back to the hotel. On the walk, I was thinking about Rachel. I was also thinking about undressing in front of Laura. When we turned right to go up to the hotel, I was again hard at the prospects of what was about to come.
I unlocked the door and opened it as I turned on the light. Laura stepped in behind me but Rachel had stopped outside to brush sand off her feet.
“The moment of truth,” Laura said nervously.
“Truth?” I asked.
Laura smiled, but her uncertainty showed. “The sleeping arrangements,” she explained.
“Mmhm,” I answered.
Rachel came in and tossed her shoes towards our suitcase on the floor. She fell back onto the bed, her white dress arrayed around her like an angelic glow. Forgetting for a moment that we had an audience, I lay on top of her and kissed her. She instinctively spread her legs. My legs slid between hers, pressing my erection harder against her pussy.
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Mike, Liz, and Linds enjoy a night of fun with his transexual friend
I’m a good wife, I swear. I love my husband.
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My name is Adam and to put it simply, my girlfriend, Michelle, is a nympho. Always craving sex and never too sore or tired to have a little fun. I must say, it is a blessing. And in a way, it’s my fault (not that I’m complaining).
We started dating when I was 16 and she was 13. At the time, she was a sweet, innocent little girl. After a few weeks, our conversations and actions turned a little bit naughty and as she puts it “I corrupted her.” But man, I’m glad I did. But that was 4 years ago.
Now, she stand at 5’3”, 130 lbs, she is a tiny girl but beautifully proportioned. From top to bottom, she is perfect. She is part Mexican, making her a little bit darker with a great complexion. Amazing long black and red hair, with sparkling brown eyes and a cute smile, GORGEOUS 36 DDD boobs (yes, DDD on that slim, toned body) without the slightest bit of sag that some larger breasts have, beautiful curves and a flat stomach that lead to her delicious ass. And her legs, oh my god. She is a runner, with perfectly toned legs. God, I could stare at them for hours. I’m 6’4, extremely thin, with light blue eyes, shaggy blonde hair, and fairly muscular with a six pack and some definition. But…. Back to the story.
We have always enjoyed tons and tons of sex. Everything from simple groping, to full-on, bed-rocking, sweat-dripping, exhausting, hardcore sex in just about every room of the house imaginable. But nothing had prepared me for what she had in store for me this night.
I’ve known she was bi for a few years, but she told me she had never acted out on it, so I assumed she was just bi-curious and wondered what the touch of another girl felt like. This night started out like any other. We were just lying in her room, home alone, watching some movie (I was too busy staring at her boobs). She rolls over, looks into my eyes and kisses me passionately. I kissed back, our lips slightly parted with our tongues dancing together briefly. She pulls back, and then lowers her head a little so she can start kissing my neck, lightly biting at first.
Right in the middle, her phone buzzes so she stops and reads the text. This is nothing out of the ordinary, so I ignore it and just wait for her to finish. She giggles a little then goes back to kissing me.
“What’s so funny?” I said, curious about the text that made her laugh.
“Oh, nothing. Amanda was just bored. I told her we were busy though”
Amanda… Her best friend. She was just as beautiful… A little bit taller, maybe 5’5”, with 34 C’s and a great ass. She was just as attractive in her own ways. I had fantasized about her more than once and my girlfriend had even admitted that she thought Amanda was pretty too. I had just assumed that it was nothing special. But boy was I wrong.
Things between my girlfriend and I had been heating up as time passed. We went from making out, to lightly petting each other, and at this point, my head was between her legs, lightly tongueing her slit, just teasing her for more to come. I was lost in my actions and never heard the front door open. Needless to say, I was surprised when Amanda quickly opened the bedroom door and scared the shit outta me.
“You were kidding about being busy.” She said with a smirk.
“Well, I’m horny and Adam has just been teasing me all day.” Michelle replied.
I looked at both girls in awe, forgetting that Michelle’s cunt was spread over for Amanda to see. I sat there, stunned, partly from being scared shitless, partly because I was in too much shock to move. Michelle managed to slide herself out from lying down, got up, and pulled Amanda into a deep kiss. I stood helpless as I watched my girlfriend and her best friend make out and rub each other all over. Michelle’s hand immediately went up Amanda’s shirt, feeling her gorgeous breasts, while Amanda had her hand on my girlfriend’s ass, squeezing and lightly spanking it.
I was motionless. My cock was straining against my shorts, wanting some sort of attention. But obviously I was being neglected for her friend.
Amanda broke the kiss, pushed Michelle back, and took up right where I had left off. Without even waiting, she shoved 3 fingers knuckle-deep into Michelle’s already dripping pussy, and planted her mouth right on her clit. She began pounding Michelle’s pussy as hard as possible, while her tongue attacked Michelle’s clit with no end in sight. The moans coming from Michelle were pure exhilaration. She began breathing heavily in no time, sweat dripping from her body and Amanda continued to finger and lick her slit with ferocity.
“OOOHHHHHH MMMYYYYY GGGGOOOOOOODDDDDDD” The scream that erupted from Michelle’s lips seemed to shake the walls around her as her whole body convulsed. Her back arching away from the bed and her thighs clasping tightly around Amanda’s head. She spasmed repeatedly, causing the whole bed to shake with her. After a few deep breaths, and one long sigh, Michelle stopped shaking and let go of Amanda’s head. Amanda stood up, with cum dripping from her lips and chin, smiled, then kissed Michelle again, letting Michelle lick her own juices from Amanda’s mouth.
“Liked what you saw?” Michelle asked, bringing my back into reality.
I could merely nod. My mouth was dry from sitting there slack-jawed from the scene before.
“Now its my turn to return the favor” Michelle said while grabbing the skirt Amanda was wearing and lifting up to reveal her shaved, pantie-less pussy.
Amanda laid down on the bed, with Michelle scooting herself to be between her friend’s legs. I shifted to my right, trying to get a better view of the action. Immediately, Michelle turned around, grabbed my shorts and ripped them off.
“I haven’t forgotten about you either.” She said with the evilest grin I’d ever seen. “I’m not done yet either so get in me and don’t stop until I tell you to”
I followed my orders right away, lifting her hips up and getting the head of my dick lined up with her cunt in my favorite position, Doggy style. I waited until she turned back around until I entered her. The scene I was witnessing blew my mind. My girlfriend, on her hands and knees, lying between the legs of her beautiful friend, as Amanda had taken her shirt of and began playing her boobs.
I wasted no time in getting to work. I shoved all 7 inches as deep as I could, holding onto Michelle’s hips for leverage. She emitted a low grunt right into Amanda’s pussy, causing Amanda to shake just a bit. I pulled myself out almost all the way, then slammed back in as hard as I could. Michelle moaned once more, her tongue and fingers already at work on Amanda. I watched as each thrust in Michelle caused Amanda’s boobs to bounce as well. I continued my rhythm, pumping in and out, watching Amanda’s breasts and listening to the stifled moans and groans of my girlfriend.
Before long, I felt myself getting close and started to go harder. I kept going until right before I knew I would, then pulled out. I pulled Michelle away, laid her down next to Amanda, and started jacking off, working myself up the last little bit I needed. Finally, I came, spewing forth shot after shot of cum. The first, landing right on Michelle’s breasts and neck. For the second, I turned to Amanda and hit her on the stomach. The next few just fell harmlessly onto the bed between them.
I sat back, worn out as I watched Michelle and Amanda continue to lick my juices off of each other. Their tongues circling and licking up every last drop of my cum.
They looked back at each other, then joined together, kissing just as passionately as before. Their hands were moving quickly, exploring each others bodies. I decided to sit back, get out of their way, and just watch the magic happen.
Amanda pushed Michelle onto her back, spun around quickly, and lowered her pussy straight onto Michelle’s eager mouth. Michelle, returned the favor, pulling Amanda’s ass down to reach her already soaked pussy. From my angle, all I could see was Amanda’s head, moving as Michelle bucked her hips with each flick of the tongue. I watched as Amanda slowly put in, one finger, then two, then three, and four, and after slowly pushing and forcing it in, her whole hand slid in to her wrist. I was astonished. I knew Michelle could take a lot, seeing as I’m about 7 inches long and maybe 1 ½” wide. But this… was incredible. I sat watching as she laid there, pussy stretched open, screaming into Amanda’s pussy. Before long, I watched Amanda seize up, her hand just frozen inside Michelle, as I watched her body tense up more and more. She began shaking and grinding her hips downward onto Michelle. Then in one loud scream, she burst, her body convulsing hard.
I smiled as I watched Michelle wiggle her way out from underneath Amanda. She came over, gave me a quick kiss, where I tasted Amanda. I have to admit I liked Michelle’s nectar better, but it was good nonetheless. Michelle wasted no time as she went to work on me, She laid back down on her stomach, and began moving her hand slowly up my shaft, just with her fingertips. Just enough that she knew it was just a tease. Then in one move, she took the whole thing straight down her throat. I thought I was gonna blow my load right there. She picked up speed and began using her hand to cup my balls, while deep throating my dick. I had to hold on for the ride. Within minutes, I knew I wouldn’t last anymore.
“I’m coming!” I yelled, as she took me deep one last time and opened her throat for the jets of cum.
Flawlessly, she took every drop, licked her lips seductively, and swallowed it all. I laid back, enjoying the moment. We all laid down together. I was spooning with Michelle and Amanda was lying opposite from us, just staring at Michelle.
That was by far the best night I’ve ever had…
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While visiting back in my wife’s hometown a reunion with four of her girlfriends at the club encouraged me to leave her bumping and grinding with a few guys on the dance floor while her friend Sheila and I took a ride that ended in a dark deserted parking lot where we got to know each other a lot better.
Things get ticky for the pair as new situations arise and more people are involved.
I was 17 at the time and I wasn’t the most popular kid in the school. I wasn’t ugly or anything, if anything I was often told by my friends I was rather handsome, but not popular.
I have a chestnut brown hair and was one of the taller people in my class. I wasn’t muscular like those on the football team but I did have some. I’m also very proud to any had an 8 inch cock which was fairly thick as well. Anyway there is this girl; popular, hot (seriously, she has straight girls swooning over her) and way, way out of my league. Her name’s Isabella.
Now I had, like every single guy within a two mile radius of her, asked, or at least tried to ask, her out on a date. She of course said no. But that all changed one day after receiving a magic item which granted me three wishes. It’s a cliché, I know.
It was an amulet I received from my parents, apparently they had found it on one of their digs in Egypt when I was young and had intended to give it to me but they forgot and it had stayed in their bag for six years. Anyway they gave it to me and I put it on.
Nothing happened at that time but once they left to go shopping or something it whispered to me.
“ I am the amulet of {yeah forgot} and I will grant three wishes for a small drop of your blood!” this freaked me out. I should have been scared of the fact it was talking or exilerated by the offer of three wishes or even the unknown horror of wondering what it wanted my blood for. But no. I said:
“I’ll need to call my lawyer to discourse the terms in more detail” The amulet didn’t talk for a bit. Then it repeated the offer. I, having recovered somewhat responded with question in order of most to least important.
“What are the limitation of these wishes? How can you talk? And why do you want my blood?!”
“no limitations. I’m Magical, ask no further it will hurt your pea sized brain. And all I want is to go home! That’s why I need your blood!” I didn’t think, or even care, for any better answer than that!
Getting my pocket knife out I cut a small hole in my finger and dropped a splat of blood on the amulet. I almost heard a sigh of relief when the blood touched the metal surface.
“Alright, your three wishes?” the amulet asked
I, like an idiot kid in the candy store, immediately, and un-thoughtfully, blurted out the first two wishes.
“I want my bank account to have three billion dollars and for my second wish I want legendary endurance!” Now they weren’t too bad but I probably should have checked to see if there was something I wanted more, like the intelligence I seemed to be lacking at this point!
“And your final wish?” I stopped at this point and considered. To be honest even today I think I could have made a better choice blindly blurting it out.
“I want the ability to control women’s minds” I should have said people’s.
“So let it be!” and then the amulet was gone. And I felt no different. I decided to go after to the nearest cash machine; while I was at it I would test this new endurance. Went well. The nearest cash point was almost two miles away and I ran it at full speed with little difficulty. And sure enough in the bank was 3 billion dollars. I was ecstatic. I decided then and there to lose my virginity by the end of the week with my mind controlling abilities, and who else than the hottest girl in school. The next day I saw her getting her books out of her locker. I haven’t described her have I? Long blond hair, the face of the Goddess Aphrodite (Greek god of beauty), slim but toned arms and legs a beautifullt proportioned ass and breasts which had to be D cup atleast! I decided to fuck her at school. It would be more exciting this way! I thought at her what I wanted to do.
Go to the back of the school at 5 o’clock. Bring no one with you.
She stopped, for a moment, before carrying on as if nothing had happened. The day passed agonizingly slowly until the bell went and we were let out. I went home and got ready for my meeting with Isabella.
I arrived 20 minutes before 5 and waited them out by checking to see no one was here (not even the teachers were which was good) before she arrived the second it turned 5 o’clock. She stood before me, unconfused at my presence here. I decided to experiment a bit.
“Come with me” and I led her to our History class room. She followed obediently and silently. I had got my hands on the school keys after winning a bet with the janitor. Once we were inside I closed all the blinds so no one could see. There she was, standing there waiting for me. I wanted this to last.
“take your jeans off!” I demanded. She obeyed. She was wearing a frilly white panties underneath.
“Sit on the teachers desk and masterbate” I demanded. She obeyed. She jumped onto the teachers desk and began to masturbate, her right hand finger her pussy and her left holding her panties to one side. My cock was already semi-hard just by thinking about it but now it was trying to force it’s way out of my Jeans. Like I was going to stop it.
I took off my trousers and underwear and let my cock hang free. I began to masturbate myself strong my cock at an increasing rhythm as I watched Isabella finger her pussy. It occurred to me that she looked as if she was near Cumming.
“Do not Cum. Keep fingering yourself but do not cum” She continued fingering herself, her face becoming contorted in her pleasure as she screamed and thrashed on the desk. I was surprised I had not come yet. I could feel a growing pleasure but I usually came within ten minuites and yet it had been nearly twenty. Another part of the Endurance wish I guessed.
I eventually became bored with this after thirty minuites and allowed Isabella to cum. thankfully I had taken the precaution to tell her to stay conscious otherwise the release would have caused her to. I let her lie there twitching as the orgasm continued to course through her body.
“Come over here and suck my cock” I commanded. She moved over to me and knelt down and began to suck my cock. The sensation was so much greater than anything I had had before. Her tongue curled around the head. I had never had my cock sucked before but I could tell from the head she was giving she was no newbie to it. The porn stars I had watched had done the same thing, although their were probably much better still.
After several blissful minutes Isabella moved on to deep throating, taking only 5 inches to start with and eventually taking the whole 8. After around ten minutes after she started I finally came, shooting my load onto her tonsils. She then swallowed the lot, scooping up any of my sperm which had dripped out of her mouth before sucking it off her finger, making a low humming noise as she did it. She continued by cleaning off my still rock hard cock with her tongue causing it to twitch in anticipation. Once my cock was ‘clean’ once again I ordered her onto the teacher’s instructing her to spread her legs, after she had removed all items of clothing.
I looked over her body which was lying in front of me completely at my mercy. I had dreamt about this for years, ok it was only one year. I had heard that women, on their first time, suffered from pain when the cock entered the pussy. I didn’t know if she had actually slept with someone before but I wasn’t going to pound her on the off chance that she might be a slut. So I asked her.
“Have you had sex before?” I asked nonchalantly
“Yes” I wasn’t surprised
“How often?”
“Once” she replied. Now I was surprised. After breaking that boundary I would have thought she would get fucked like a dog in heat. Feeling better about knowing I didn’t have to hold back, and that I was about to fuck Isabella against her will, I placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy and rubbed it against her cilt. She began to squirm a little and her pussy began to overflow with juices appearing. I then put it in. It was incredibly tight. She let out a loud moan as my cock hit her cervix, her breasts wobbling because of the impact. I began moving backwards and forward as I fucked her, picking up speed as time went by. Her moans grew ever louder until she was screaming.
“FUCK, OH FUCK YEAH! FUCK ME HARDER JOHN FUCK MEEEEEEEE” just to let you know my name is John. I continued to fuck her faster and harder until she gave one massive scream as the orgasmed. Her pussy clenched my cock soo hard I was unsure I would be able to get it out again. Pussy Juice gushed out of her as she continued to orgasm.
I gave her a moment until it died down a bit. She was obviously a little dazed but she would come round quickly. I wrapped my arm around her back and lifted her up so I was the only thing supporting her. Moving my arms around carefully I positioned myself to a position where I could fuck her without dropping her, by which time she had come round and had her hands grasping my back for support.
I began moving her her up and down making her ride my cock. Her pussy much have been very sensitive at this point as she very quickly began to moan very loudly. I continued to pound her pussy harder and harder, just as she asked. I felt myself on the verge of Cumming and I knew she was near her third. I picked up the pace
“Lets come together Master” she begged. I was surprised but happy she enjoyed fucking me so much I gave one last thrust before sending several long shot of come up into her pussy as she orgasmed. I gently let her down onto the desk again and let her ride out her orgasm as she twitched silently. After several minutes she sat up with a slight smile on her face.
“You will not tell anyone what has happened this night. You will however retain all memory of what has occurred and if you wish to fuck again come to my house at 6 o’clock, make sure you arn’t followed!”
I stood up, got dressed and left with a huge grin. All I could think of at that point was “I got to fuck Isabella”. This is only the start.
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The world finally gets to see the girls.
The continuation of a story of perversion and intrigue
Harry Johnson, knows little about sex, that is, until one summer afternoon, home alone with one of his sisters
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Lights flashed, whistles and rumbling music echoed off the tiled ceiling. The atmosphere of Richards Treasures rocked with sultry chaos. The establishment was packed with so many patrons it was hard to see an empty seat anywhere. This was the first time Lacey had ever been in a strip club. It was no where near what she would have expected. Tobacco smoke, alcohol, all assortments of perfume and colognes choked the room confusing her fragile senses. In different points of the room women danced in closed cages. Swinging and swaying with the rhythm of the loud music. Girls danced on the lit stage, wrapping themselves around the poles like sensual lovers. Some of them still had their tops on but most of them only had the lower half covered. Women walked around with trays full of drinks with nothing on but thongs and G-strings. Laughing and chatting with the swarming men. She watched as one patron pulled a girls strap out just enough to slip a twenty dollar bill under it. The girl kissed him on the forehead and wiggled her hips as she walked away giggling. Two of the strippers sat in a booth kissing and making out in plain view of everyone. She starred in disbelief, shocked at their brazenness, there utter lack of modesty. She could never be like this…even for the amount of pay they probably receive. She could only imagine the amount of tips they brought in.
For the life of her she couldn’t understand why Antonio brought her here. As if the evening hadn’t been torture enough already he had to bring her here. She knew better then question him. She decided she would just have to take her chances. “Why are we here? Why are you doing this to me?”
He didn’t answer her. He gave her a devilish grin and walked in the direction of the two girls making out. What now? When the girls finally broke away for air they noticed him approaching. The girls started waiving and ran to him hugging him eagerly. Wow!! Either he is a regular or they are just way to friendly. Shrugging to herself she walked over to the bar and ordered herself a strawberry daiquiri. Sipping on the sweet concoction she watched the dancing girls.
The ebb and flow of the room had her swaying her hips, matching with the throbbing between her legs. She was walking a tight rope. Every inch of her quaked in sexual desire. Between the limo ride and the experience in the sitting room she was playing with fire. The relentless gel wouldn’t stop tingling and the corset wouldn’t stop caressing her body. The coarse lace against her nipples, the opening against her sensitive clit, it was arousal at its worst. Every time she moved she had to bite her lip to prevent the moans and gasps from escaping. She needed completion. But he wouldn’t allow it. Not yet. At least the bullet had quit vibrating…for now. She knew he would turn it on again, when or where was the question.
Antonio left the girls after a few minutes and made his way through the crowd towards her.
“Come with me. I got a treat for you.” The look in his eyes set her heart racing. Pure unadulterated sin. What now?
“Please Sir. Take me home and finish this. Haven’t I had enough torture tonight?” She couldn’t handle anymore of his “treats”.
He laughed. A deep rich laugh that made her a bit uneasy. “Not by far.” He turned and started to walk away. She stood there watching his retreating backside. She was reluctant to follow, yet excited to find out what was still in store for her. He stopped and turned to glare at her. She was deliberately disobeying him and that didn’t bode well with him. “Lace I told you to come with me.” There was no lenience in his tone, only pure demand.
Placing her empty glass on the bar she followed him. They went towards the stage only to go to the right of them through some double doors. Down a long red hallway with candle burning sconces. Closed doors lined the hallway. Do not disturb signs hung from most of there knobs. Whistles and howls could be heard through the thin walls. Private rooms? It was her only guess. That or dressing rooms. They came to an open door. Letting Lacey in first Antonio followed and closed the door behind him. Lacey looked around the small room. Most of the lighting was from candles burning in sconces on the walls. A metal pole stood in the center of the room with a dim spot light aimed on it. Two leather couches lined the back wall. Smooth thick couches you could sink into after a long day at work. Incense burned on small round table between them. Vanilla…and some kind of a berry. It smelled really good. The walls were a rich candy apple color with a Picasso painting above the couches. Antonio walked to the corner and grabbed the wooden chair, bringing it to sit in front of the dance pole. Her eyes flew open when she got a better view of it. From the corner in the dark room it looked like your average wooden students chair. But now, closer to her and in better lighting she saw the furr lined handcuffs. Two on the back of the chair and one on each of the front legs. Her heart leaped in her chest, she held her breath. She looked at him, she knew he saw the fear in her eyes. All over her face. His face was calm, unmoving. Stepping around the menacing chair he stood in front of her. Wrapping his hands around her face he kissed her. On the forehead, the cheeks, her mouth. He deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around her waist. Kneeding the small of her back with his rough palms. Lower still he kissed. Over her shoulders, gently along her collar bone. Grabbing a fist full of her hair he pulled her head back exposing her pale neck. Gently biting it he licked the marks sending shivers through her body. She clung to him, gasping for air. He raked his nails down her spine. Lacey’s vision blurred, the room twirled around her. She dug into his shoulders trying to stabilize her treacherous body. Her knees were weak from his kissing and his tongue only fueled the building fire. A slow hum deep in her core awakened again. She cried as her clit reacted. Jumping at the tiny vibration. His lustful hell was starting again and she was going to undoubtedly relish it.
So many times she had been on the verge of cumming tonight and every time he denied her. Every muscle, every nerve, every thought, every heartbeat screamed for release. She was wrapped so tight now she knew it wouldn’t take much and she would snap. She leaned into him, rubbing her trembling body along his. Grinding her hips so they pressed into his crotch, feeling it thicken as she did so. She had never felt this alive, this wanton. She felt like a tramp, willing to do anything he wanted. Just so she could have more of his touch. She wanted him inside her. Fucking her hard, deep, rough, with a passion even the gods couldn’t fathom. Slating this desire that he had relentlessly fed all night. Moving with her he shifted there positions so she was standing in front of the chair. Wedging her feet apart with his he spread her legs. Weak in the knees and breathless from his touch she eased down in the chair. He continued ravishing her body. Licking her collarbone he began to kiss lower. The swell of her breast rose with every breath. Running his hands over her pale flesh he pinched her hard nipple through the dress. She moaned and leaned into him. He kissed and licked the sweat glistening down them. Dipping his tongue deep in her cleavage. She pressed forward, eager for his touch. Pulling the material of the dress down he licked the tight bud peaking out at him through the lace. He nipped the pink pearl, massaging her flesh till she was crying out and fisting his hair in her hands. He ran his hands down her body. Over her slender hips, down her shaking legs. Taking her foot in his hands he removed the shoes and rubbed her achy feet. Rolling his knuckles along the sole. The tight muscles easing under his demanding touch. She savored the touch, the feel of his hot breath on her foot, the tickling of his hair on her legs. She closed her eyes and let the moment implant itself in her mind. Torture or not she was enjoying herself. Come Monday morning when she returned to work this night would help her get through all those boring hours in front of her computer.
Clicks followed by a soft sensation around her ankle snapped her out of her euphoria. Before she could even say anything he was already behind her snapping her hands in the soft confines of the cuffs. She struggled. Twisting and turning trying to pull them free, crying and pleading with him to let her go. She had never been tied down and it scared her something fierce. He knelt in front of her and kissed her again. Whispering reassuringly, trying to calm her fears. “Lace, have I ever done anything to hurt you? You know I haven’t, nor would I. I know this is new to you and a little frightening. But please trust me, trust that I wont let anything happen to you. I’m here, I’m not going anywhere. Relax and let me please you in away you have never been pleasured before.” He wiped the tears streaming down her face, kissing her trembling lips.
Fear choked her, strangled the air right out of her. But with him so close, touching and kissing she relaxed a just a little. Leaning her head to rest against his forehead she gave in. “Yes Sir”. She didn’t say anymore, there was no need to. She would trust him and give him free reign of her body, her passion.
Hearing a soft knock on the door Antonio stood up and went to open it. Two women sauntered in. She recognized them as the couple making out in the corner earlier. Both of them were dressed now.
“Hello ladies. Ladies this is Lacey. Lacey this beauty is Candy.” He pointed to the shorter of the two with streaked hair. She smiled sweetly and said hello.
Then he rested his hands on the other woman’s shoulders and spoke. “ And this lovely lady is Domino” She to smiled and said hello.
Candy was a beautiful woman. She had a flawless complexion with a pert little nose and pouty red lips. Long straight hair that sensually covered her perfectly round ass. Her hair was golden blonde with streaks of color. Red, blue, green and purple striped down the mane. No doubt how she got her name. Candy’s melon colored bikini top barely contained her huge straining tits. Her nipples pressing through the thin material, begging to be touched…licked. The matching thong hugged her womanly crease intimately. The top and bottom had long fringe hanging from them that draped across her torso and ass. She had a few tasteful tats here and there and a shiny dangly belly ring with stars and diamonds. To be as short as she was she had some sexy legs. Smooth , sun kissed skin that shimmered in the candle light.
Sliding her gaze over to Domino she studied her. Dark ebony skin like molten chocolate. Matching eyes that reminded her of Antonio‘s. Confident, passionate, demanding, this woman didn’t take any shit off anybody. She wasn’t all that bad looking. She had a very athletic figure, taller then Candy by at least eight inches. The 4 inch platforms probably had a lot to do with that. Her hair was long as well but in tiny braids. The ends of the braids decorated with colored beads. Her bright make up highlighted her feminine features. High cheek bones and small pudgy nose. She wore a deep burgundy lipstick, brightening her perfectly straight teeth when she smiled. Her outfit was a little more tasteful at least. Fashioned as a sports bra and boy shorts her outfit left more for the imagination. Shiny white leather with colored spots and a single multi-colored tassel hung off the points of the breast cups. She only had one visible tat on her upper arm. An eagle embracing earth’s globe with USMC written in gold underneath. She to had a belly ring with tiny little dangling handcuffs. Hmmph. Go figure, she thought to herself.
“Don’t listen to him. He only sweet talks us cause we work for him. Ain’t that right Mr. Richards.” Candy laughingly joked. Mr. Richards? So that was his last name. Was he the owner of this club. It fit the name. It certainly explained his substantial wallet. Strange she had known him quite a few months now and he had never told her his last name. He had told her his name was Antonio. But shortly after meeting they had developed into something more meaningful. What she didn’t know, but he had told her not to call him Antonio any more but Sir. In and out of the bedroom. It had been a strange transition but one she had obediently done.
Domino piped in. “What can we do for you tonight Boss? Are you in need of one of our signature performances?” She giggled and wiggled her ass against his.
Antonio laughed, a deep melodious rumble. He wrapped his arm around Domino’s waist and kissed her nose. “Not tonight my lovelies. I’m afraid I will have to pass, tempting as the offer may be. I do however have someone here who would rather enjoy it. Isn’t that right Lacey.” He shot her a look that she knew better then to disagree with. Whatever his plan was she knew she had to follow his lead. She politely nodded her head and strained a smile at the girls almost eager to find out what this signature performance was. Slapping Domino on the ass one good time making her giggle even more Antonio turned and walked to the couch. Plopping down, feet out in front of him he grabbed the remote control and pushed a button. She jumped thinking he was turning up the bullet but it wasn’t for that. Loud chaotic Techno music filled the small confines of the room. The spot light on the pole started flashing and moving.
Lacey’s heart started to speed up as the girls approached. Like stalking tigress’s they edged there way towards her. Rocking and swaying there hips with the rhythm of the music. They circled her, touching her hair, her arms, her back. They ran there hands over her shoulder, her face, her chest. Feather light touches with there fingertips. Lacey closed her eyes and let the sensations tease her senses. This close to her she could smell their perfumes. Floral and fruits blending together so you couldn’t tell who wore which. They smelled good, intoxicating. She glanced over at Antonio still laying back on the couch. He watched, eyes fixed on hers. Lust burned in their depths. Engulfing her in a fiery hot passion. He was enjoying this. She wanted to please him, make him happy. It was written all over his body she was doing just that. His left arm rested behind his head, supporting it against the couch’s back. He rubbed his stiffening cock through the material of his pants with his other. Back and forth along the thick outline, tweaking the head when he reached it. She could barely see the tiny spot at the tip where his juices mingled with his pants.
Candy had positioned herself so she was in front of Lacey now. Up and down the length of Lacey’s body she ran hers. Pressing against her body at times. The fringe tickled her breast sending shivers down her skin. Domino pressed in behind her. Rubbing her tits along her back, coming up to rest the back of Lacey’s head between them. Candy brought her tits up to be right in front of Lacey’s face, leaning in till her face was buried in the large mounds. The two women had her head sandwiched between their huge tits. Wiggling with her till she was gasping for air. They rubbed, they pressed, they traced her skin with their manicured fingernails. Lacey was really getting turned on. The vibration in her core picked up a little and she smiled over at Antonio. He had pulled his cock out now. Stroking himself slowly, juices oozing out of the tip. She returned her gaze to the women. Domino licked along Lacey’s collarbone, eliciting a moan from her. She fisted her hands and tried to free them. She wanted to touch back. It wasn’t fair.
Candy was on top of her now. Sitting in her lap she wrapped her arms around Lacey’s neck and started gyrating her hips. Crotch to crotch they bumped and ground. Lacey could only moan and gasp as the girls assaulted her. Gripping tightly around her waist and the chair Candy leaned back, rubbing and caressing her glittering body as she rocked and moved to the music. Domino came around stood behind over her. With her ass facing Lacey she stood over Candy and sensually slid along her body. Spreading her legs she rubbed her pussy over Candy’s tits. Candy wrapped her arms around Domino’s legs and pressed up into her, rubbing back. This had both the girls moaning and rocking with each other. Pressing their bodies tightly together, nipple against clit.
They rocked and ground together. Lacey’s clit throbbed, the vibrations increased, sending ripples through her body. Her pussy clenched the bullet, squeezing it, milking it like it was Antonio’s cock. She never thought watching two girls sharing a lap dance would turn her on this much. Domino had eased her way farther down Candy’s swaying body. Candy replaced her nipples with her mouth. Kissing along the edges of Domino’s shorts. Probing with her tongue occasionally making Domino moan and jump. Fisting Candy’s hair she pulled her closer. It wasn’t enough, she pulled the crotch of the shorts to the side and shoved Candy’s face into her hungry pussy. Candy lapped and slurped while she still gyrated and rocked in Lacey’s lap. Lacey licked her lips as she watched Domino get her clit licked and sucked on by the dancing Candy. Moaning and groaning Domino fluctuated her hips. Back and forth, side to side. Belly dancers would be envious at the way she swished and swayed back and forth. All while Candy savored her juicy pussy. Arching back Domino came down till she was level with Lacey. Reaching below her she eased the string of Candy’s thong to the side. She spread her moistening lips with two of her fingers and slid the other one in. Candy’s movements doubled. Domino was relentless on her clit. Pinching and rubbing fast and steady. You could hear Candy’s muffled screams as she continued her lashing.
Standing up Domino stepped over Candy. She danced a little, wrapping her self around the pole. Gliding up and down, balancing and moving against it. Flowing to the floor, raising and spreading her legs. Saliva and her juices covered her barely covered pussy, her dark legs. Moving like a worm she wrapped her body around the pole time and again like it was a lover. Candy stood, Lacey whined at the loss but said nothing. Candy danced and moved her way to the pole to join Domino. Candy and Domino embraced. Kissing and grinding their hips together they moved.
Like snakes in a mating dance they hung and clung to the pole, each other. The world stopped moving, they were the only ones in the room. There was no Antonio, no Lacey. Only Candy and Domino and their rising passion for one another. Holding on tightly Domino used the pole to twist her body upside down. Lacey guessed with her being in the Marines it had allowed her upper body to be in phenomenal condition and she could handle this maneuver well. Candy circled her, touching her, rubbing against her. She grabbed the pole and wrapped her body around Domino’s. Standing over Domino’s hanging face she reached down and pulled her thong to the side. Domino dove in. Licking and sucking Candy’s clit till she was shaking and moaning with the effort to stand. Dominos braids ticked and clattered on the floor below. Sweeping the polished surface like a jeweled broom. Lacey could see Candy’s liquids trickling down her legs, covering Domino’s face and braids. Still she licked and Candy moved. Stepping back Candy gave Domino room to get back on her feet. Hugging and embracing the pole as she did so. They circled Lacey some more, again touching and rubbing sensually along her body. She felt the zipper of her dress going down. She looked at them questioning them. They said nothing, just continued lowering the zipper. They slowly slid her dress down till it rested at her elbows, exposing the black lace and her hard nipples. The room was cold, she shivered making her rosey circles tighten painfully. She wanted to cover herself. Other then what she had done back at the restaurant earlier she had never been this intimate with another woman…let alone two of them. The girls made there way down her body. Licking, biting, kissing her cool sensitive skin. Her clit tingled, the bullet vibrated inside her.
The building need for completion clawed at her with every breath she took. She wanted to touch, to taste, to be a part of it all. She looked at him pleading with him silently, even though she knew he would never give in. He was so handsome, so sexy. Cock in his hand, furiously pumping. His breathing coming in short gasps. Sweat trickling down his neck, his opened shirt. She jolted as Candy and Domino each took one of her nipples in their mouth. Sucking and nibbling with their teeth. She cried and arched her hips off the chair. Throwing her head back and moaning as the shocks spread through her. They reached down and eased the hem of her dress up. Scratching there sharp nails along her glowing skin, leaving red streaks in their wake. Roughly they pawed at the opening of her corset. Her clit jumped and quivered when their fingers brushed against it. The opening popped open, making her jump and moan. Domino was down there first. Forcing her open, demanding with her selfish tongue. Spreading her lips wide she lashed and bit possessively. Lacey’s moans escalated, her palms ached from her fingernails biting her tender flesh. Now! She had to cum now.
“Stop!” He ordered.
“No..please don’t” Lacey countered.
Domino looked at Antonio, there was no hiding the anger in her eyes. She was pissed. “ Excuse me! I know you didn’t just order me.” She stood over Lacey then, all six feet of intimidating black woman. She glared at him ready for a possible challenge.
He wouldn’t provoke her.
Strutting across the room calm and confident he put his hand on Domino’s cheek. Looking at Candy he smiled “You ladies have done a marvelous job this evening as always. I hate to cut our time short but I think its time I take Lacey home. She seems to be quite tired and needs some TLC”
Bastard! Lacey thought to herself. The fucker did it again. It wasn’t even him this time either. If she ever got to cum tonight an ambulance will probably follow the aftermath. Either that or the biggest flood since Noah. He gave them their tip and walked them to the door. She let her head rest on her chest and patiently waited for him to fix her clothes and release her from the chair.
“So my toy, are you ready for me? Ready for me to punish you like the slut you are.” He whispered, teasing her ears and neck with his hot breath.
She shivered at his words, eager to finish this, to be with him. “Yes Sir. Please take me home and punish me. Please Sir.”
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Kaylee wakes up and finds out that she wasn’t dreaming, her deepest fantasies came true, but then something happened that made her so happy that she couldn’t stand it..
Kelley at the Beach by Cuckold for Kelley
It was Kelley’s idea to spend a day at the beach. I had no problem with that, in fact it seemed like a nice change from her more nasty recent behavior. The doctors had said that she was impulsive and lacked inhibition due to her head injury, but it often felt like she was very deliberate in her efforts to humiliate me.
Anyway, I was happy to see her dressed in her bikini, even though she had to wear a little white robe over it. Though she complained about being out of shape after her time in the hospital, her petite body still looked great to me. Though we had not had sex in the usual sense since her recovery, I still got turned on by her perky little tits and nice firm ass.
The nearest beach wasn’t too great but it usually wasn’t crowded. It was popular with younger kids, a lot of preteens and a sprinkling of high school kids. Kelley fit in pretty well, youthful as she looked. I stood out a bit more, as I am 10 years older than her.
I hadn’t stopped to think about the effect young kids would have on Kelley, now that she couldn’t have any herself since the accident. The accident she blamed on me. Her happy mood soured shortly after we set up on the beach and she once again began to find ways to humiliate me.
At first it was just verbal. Any time a girl over 14 or so came by, Kelley would accuse me of staring at her and make comments about me wanting her to be my girlfriend. Gradually the familiar refrain came up…
“So what do you think your little girlfriend would say when she saw that tiny dick of yours? I bet she’d just laugh at you, the way I do.”
Now my dick isn’t all that tiny – it’s about average, maybe a bit on the short side, but not unusual from what I can tell. But Kelley loved to make fun of it.
“I don’t know if I want to have anyone see me hanging around with some baby dick loser. Look at you! There isn’t any sign of a dick at all!”
That’s when things really began to go downhill. Words began to change to actions.
“I bet you could get a boner and no one would even notice. Come on, get it hard. I want to see if you’ve got anything there.”
Of course I couldn’t touch myself in public and Kelley’s taunts didn’t do anything to arouse me.
“Hah! Still nothing to look at! Maybe you need some help!”
Kelley sat up and to my horror, wriggled out of her bikini. She did manage to do it while keeping her robe more or less in place, and I suppose that no one really saw what she had done, but all the same, she was now naked under the skimpy robe. Sitting, facing me, she opened her legs and flashed her pussy. Even as she closed her legs, a faint outline of her brunette pubic hair was visible through the robe. The nipples on her little breasts also made faint dark outlines.
She stared at my crotch.
“So even that doesn’t do it for you. I guess you are a dickless wonder.”
I was more worried about other people seeing my wife’s shameless exhibition than I was turned on by it. And as fate would have it, just then an older teen boy walked by very near us. I relaxed as I saw that he didn’t seem to notice Kelley’s barely covered body. But then Kelley noticed him.
“Now that’s a real dick!”
Kelley blurted out her comment just as the guy got close to us. Fortunately, a girl yelled nearby at the same time so and he turned his head to look. He also stopped briefly to watch as the prepubescent girl shrieked at her brother for pouring water on her. He didn’t seem to notice us or hear Kelley.
But Kelley was checking him out as he stood there. He was fairly muscular, probably about 17 and I had to admit to myself, he appeared to be very well hung. His bathing trunks were small and snug and the bulge at his crotch was impressive. As he walked on, I followed Kelley’s gaze as she checked out his ass.
She was quiet for a moment, then glanced down at my crotch and snorted derisively. She shook her head and didn’t need to say anything more. The comparison had been made.
Though I knew better the moment I did it, I couldn’t help myself. As the kid walked away, I turned to Kelley and said “I bet he’s gay.”
“Yeah, and I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? You can’t stand the thought that some teenage kid has a way bigger dick than you! That he could probably give me something you never could! I even bet you’d love to suck him off! You’re such a baby dicked little cock sucker!”
Kelley was beginning to rant and I worried that she would make a public scene. But just then, the kid turned and headed back our way. Kelley saw him coming and shut up. For a moment.
“Here!” she thrust her discarded bathing suit into my hands. “Take these up to the car and wait for me.”
I knew better than to ask questions. This wasn’t a new thing, but still I was filled with powerful mixed emotions. I got up and did as I had been told. As I walked away I glanced back and saw the kid getting nearer to Kelley. I could fairly well guess the moment he noticed that she was naked under the robe. Her legs were open slightly and she faced his direction.
I kept moving, but a bit slower. I thought I saw Kelley’s mouth move, no doubt greeting the kid. A second later I was sure I saw her pull the top of her robe aside slightly. She was showing him her tits.
I climbed the stairway up to the parking lot overlooking the beach. Fortunately it was fairly empty and no one was hanging around. I’m sure I had a really strange look on my face as I went over to our SUV and tossed Kelley’s bikini into the front passenger seat. Then I moved away and managed to look fairly bored as I stood not far from the top of the stairway.
It was only a few minutes, but it seemed like forever, when Kelley came up the stairs with the kid. She had a small arm wrapped around his bare waist. They were both laughing. I moved away and put another car between me and them. Kelley led him to our SUV and before entering, she kissed him long and deep. His big hands squeezed her tight little ass. Then they got in.
I slid over to get nearer to the SUV. I was startled for a second when two of the windows lowered part way, but that only gave me a bit of a view . I think Kelley did that on purpose. Inside I could get a glimpse of her making out with the kid.
I got low and came even closer – right up beside the car. I could hear Kelly moaning.
“Oh God yes! Give it to me! Give me that big cock!”
I slid back and rose slowly to try to see what was happening. Through the partly opened window I saw my wife mounting the kid. His cock looked huge and Kelley gasped as she took it between her open thighs. He was on his back and couldn’t see me peering into the car, but Kelley looked right at me.
“Oh my God yes! Oh fuck me! Fuck me!”
From the way she bounced, I could tell that the kid was thrusting up into her hard. Kelley kept her eyes on mine as long as she could, but after a minute or two her head rolled back and she started coming.
“Ohhh! Fuck Yeah! Fuck yeah! Ooohh give me that big cock! Fuck me! Fuck me!”
Over her yells, I heard the kid start to grunt and moan himself. I could see Kelley react to about a half dozen hard thrusts as he shot his load inside her. She collapsed on top of him and I couldn’t see anything for several minutes.
I was agitated and excited, my heart raced. I was a ball of mixed emotions – lust, anger, fear… I collected myself somewhat and moved off a ways from the car.
Good thing I did, because a short time later the door opened and the kid came out. He looked around, adjusted his trunks and then walked off as if nothing had ever happened. As he left, I walked up to the car. As I got there, Kelley stepped out – totally naked.
She was flushed from her sex with the kid. Her nipples were erect and as I glanced down at her crotch, I saw a dribble of cum trailing from her cunt down her leg. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the car.
Inside, the smell of sex was overpowering. Kelley lay back in the rear and opened her legs. The kid’s cum coated her cunt lips and continued to run down her thigh.
“Clean me up.”
I only hesitated briefly, then knelt between Kelley’s cum covered legs to lick up the semen so recently deposited there. I was happy when I felt her shake through a small orgasm as I ate her cummy pussy.
I was about to suggest that we call it a day and go home, when we both heard voices outside the car. Kelley perked up and looked outside.
“Oh yeah!”
Her voice was breathy and sexy. Before I could say or do anything, she clambered over me and again stepped out of the car naked.
This time she was greeted by two young men who had just pulled their car up next to ours. They were surprised to have a horny naked little brunette show up like that, but they didn’t need much coaching.
Kelley was kneeling between them and alternately sucking each guy’s cock. Neither of them were as big as the kid, but each had a respectable sized dick. Kelley seemed to be enjoying herself.
Meanwhile I was watching to make sure that no one would come across my wife as she was naked in a public place giving head to two strangers. I looked back in time to see that one guy had moved behind Kelley and was thrusting his hard cock into her wet cunt. As he did so, she continued to suck off the other guy.
It didn’t last too long. The guy fucking her started coming almost right away and as he did, the guy she was sucking came too. Kelley had a hard time keeping his dick in her mouth as the other guy was thrusting so hard at her from the other end. She swallowed what she could, but he sprayed a lot of cum all over her face and in her hair.
After they came, both guys seemed to realize that they were in a pretty public place and they stammered apologies as they backed away. Kelley got back into the car.
For the first time in a long time, she held my head in her hands and kissed me deeply. The only problem was that her mouth and face were smeared with some other guy’s cum.
Then she guided my head down again to her cunt. There was a fresh load of cum there that she made sure I took care of. Kelley had her third or fourth orgasm of the day as I sucked some stranger’s semen out of her pussy.
After she came, she seemed almost tender, cupping my face with her hands.
“Poor baby! I’ve had so much good sex, and he’s still horny!”
It was true. My cock was rock hard.
“Well Kelley won’t let her little man be frustrated!”
I had real hope that something good was going to come of all this.
“No, I want you to get out there and jerk yourself off!”
Alright, not what I wanted, but at least I’d get some relief. I started to get up, but Kelley put a hand on me and said “wait – not yet.”
She clambered over to the driver’s seat while I waited in the back, cock in hand. I assumed that she wanted to be able to make a quick exit after I came. What I didn’t think about was that from her seat in front, Kelley had a good view of the parking lot.
“OK, Now!”
I stumbled out the door and stroked myself. As I was coming, I realized that Kelley had timed things such that a small group of 11 year old girls had a perfect view of me jerking off and coming.
“Eeww! Gross! Oh my God!”
Meanwhile, Kelley had started the car and was backing away. I had to run hard just to catch up and climb inside. She was laughing maniacally.
And for weeks after, I had to endure Kelley’s accounts of the big cocks she had that day and her vision of my little dick spraying at grossed out little girls.
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Chloe may have started it but I sure wanted it.
I have included the first posting, for your convenience’ if you would like to re-read it to get caught up to the point part 2 picks up. I will write about some of the other lessons she gave me when I have time to get it all out and post a “complete” version. Some of the readers on here do not like “unfinished accounts” and I understand that. I was writing as I had time and posting whatever I had written at that point in time.
Ex-wife
By Blueheatt
…. We still had strong feelings for each other and had tried our best not to let them interfere with our present lives.
….. If we found ourselves alone, our arms went around us and our hands went anywhere they wanted to. It happened over and over again. I still loved to feel her body and her beautiful tits. She loved to feel my dick, squeeze it and feel it get hard for her.
….We still had sex as usual, even on a friendly basis. Our sex life just seemed to get better and better each time. Now it was more exciting, like sneaking it. Family eyebrows would be raised if they knew about us continuing to have our wonderful sex.
…What she had to tell me just made us all the hornier for each other. She met a guy named Barry she liked. He liked her, but they discussed that he needed to get married to make his wealthy mother happy, thus not cutting him out of a lot of money. He had a girl friend named Becky he was happy with, but not acceptable to his mother.
My ex ( Angie) explained how her and I still continued our sex life, even after parting. They arrived at a plan to keep what he had, and get him married to Angie. The money his mother supplied, and held for him when she passed on would be safe. They first had to discuss with myself and Becky, the set up. I said to go for it. Becky did to.
…Now things got fun at their big house. Becky now became my girlfriend and we would go and visit them as all friends…until we all got behind closed doors alone. The neighbors all thought nothing of it. Just two couples visiting and doing the usual BBQ’s or whatever. His mother would stop by once and a while and see all this normal couple doings and was happy.
…The minute she left, we headed for their bedrooms. A flurry of clothes being taken off and passionate kissing, moaning and hot fucking began. We could all hear the other ones moaning chase each other around the house giggling naked, was very sexually entertaining. We gave them a show also. Fucking and moaning in the hallway, or on the kitchen table, eating my ex in the middle of the living room rug was an awesome stimulant. It got better.
….Becky was a good looking sexy woman. She decided to do a strip for all of us. She was good at it. She gave Barry and I both, not only a hot show, but lap dances. Angie caught on quick and did the sexiest dance I didn’t even know she could do. As time went wonderfully by Becky and I began to get the desires for each other.
I would pick her up at her place and take her home after our visit to Barry and Angie‘s.
…On the way home one night we stopped to talk in front of her place. We figured we were the key to them getting a monthly supply of his mom’s money. What were getting? Sex with them was it. We decided to present them with a hint about sharing the big bucks.
…Our next visit we all sat at the kitchen table and talked about it. They both smiled and said we decided to share the big bucks with you guys. They were way ahead of us. He produced two envelopes and handed them to us. He said it had to be in cash, so no paper trail back to his mom.
…Our eyes about popped our of our heads. It was a huge amount. We had no idea just how wealthy mama was. This would the be the amount for each month.
…On the way home we squealed like little kids as we were very happy. She said to come up to her place to celebrate a little. When we got inside, we sat down on her couch to talk with a big bottle of wine. After killing about half the bottle, I was to learn the background on ’Becky’.
… She whispered to me: (“..I’ve got something to tell you.”) Oh my, again. Here came the tense anticipation. (“..do you remember us discussing weather your ex and Berry ever got it on?”) I said yes, we said it was strictly a money marriage and they weren’t interested in any sex between them at all. (“…well…things have changed. They are getting it on now, he told me. I don’t really care now with the money being shared. Your ex is really cool and I like her.
Now…there is only one thing left, to complete this picture.”)
…We had both began been getting sexually turned on by each other for a while now. We had kept our feeling to ourselves…but we couldn’t hide it in our eyes. We had passed each other in their house and just stopped and smiled at each other with out saying a word. A long smile with a look that only a man and woman who want each other understand. She was a hot looking woman with sexy clothes, and a build to fill the out with.
I remembered watching her strip for us that time and how beautiful her tits were. She saw me look her over and knew she was turning me on. Now we sat side by side and we both could feel the draw to each other. Who would make the first move to get something more going on between us.
…We both did.
…As she turned to lay across my lap I had reached up to turn her shoulders to lay her across my lap. She whispered just as I did: (“..were wasting time.”) in unison. She pulled me down just as I rolled us over to lay side by side. We released our long awaited wants and let our lips and hands to the talking. She whispered: (“..get on top of me and hold me down. My older brother use to do that and I loved it. She got all excited when I did that. She moaned and struggled. (“..now take my clothes off.”)
….I found out later that indeed her brother did do that to her and fucked her to her delight. She explained that Berry was very limited in bed. She had longed for many things that excited her in bed. Berry just wasn’t into it, but he was good to her and no problem with money. Now she saw a chance to fulfill the needs she had that really turned her on.
…Number one was to re-enact her brother Danny, fucking her, with her consent. As young teens they would play a game…of getting Becky and fucking her as she giggled and struggled. They both got excited by it and still played it when ever he was in town.
…I loved fulfilling her lusty re-enactment and proceeded to take her clothes off. She really got hot and panted with her eyes closed. She giggled and said: “..no! you can’t fuck me… let me up. I’ll tell mom.” ….as she acted out memories of being taken by her brother in their hot little sex game. By the time I got her naked she was panting and already fingering her pussy with her eyes closed. “…no Danny, don’t put your finger in me, you know I can’t take it…Danny…don’t rub me there…It makes me want to cum so bad. .Danny…don’t make me cum so hard, it makes me crazy Danny!”
…My name also just so happen to be…
’Danny’.
…I got naked with her, while holding her arms down as she struggled and squirmed. “Danny… please don’t put your cock in me, It just feels ‘to’ good and makes me all hot and crazy. Oh Danny…you feel so good inside of me…do you want me to move my hips more this time?” she moaned.
…I was really enjoying this and It was a real turn on for me. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled on me to fuck her deeper with each stroke. She became that little teen girl again and had now given in to being fucked. She was one wild woman and began to make ’oh’ sounds continuously. They got louder as we fucked faster, deeper and harder.
My cock felt like it was in a vice as she fucked out of control. I had hooked up with the most exciting woman I had ever fucked before.
…”Danny…Danny yes…yes ooh yes!” she went on moaning…she seemed to know when I was ready to cum and clamped down even harder on my cock. I let go with shot that even I didn’t believe could feel so good. She went a little crazy moaning as she stiffened up and moaned a big one as she shook. “Oh god Danny…oh god…oh god”, as she squirmed with an indescribable sexual high that even she couldn’t explain….
…It was about a week before Becky and I could get together again. She wanted to continue her fantasy about brother and her having sex. It was great for us both.
…One night she ask me if I had a fantasy I had always had. I whispered it to her. She smiled big and said she had heard all about it from Barry. She said she was friends with the girl and she would try and set me up with her. I warned her not to let Angie know, because It would make her go crazy.
Becky said she would be very careful as we didn’t want anything to interrupt our new flow of money. The girl was….
Angie’s daughter from her first marriage, Sara.
… Angie and Sara never got along. When Sara was little she would act sexy around me just to piss her mom off. Angie warned her and me not to ever mess around. Sara just increased her sex ploy to piss off her mom.
….The ploy backfired on Sara. She really became sexually attracted to me at that young age. It continued stronger thru the years. I got really hot for her with all the sexy stuff she did to get my attention, but I never made a move on her. Now that Angie I and were divorced, and Sara and I both hadn’t hooked up, we were just waiting for the right chance. Sara now was not a skinny little girl, but a hot young woman. It was time for us to get together and make both our fantasy’s come true. Becky loved being our secret hook up link, and arranged for us to meet at her house.
….Becky had a hidden reason of her own to do this. Becky had always wanted a 3some with girl and a guy. It seems that she had a girlfriend when she was young and her and the girlfriend got with her brother one night and had a 3some. She never forgot it and here was the perfect opportunity to join with us for a 3some again. She would first let Sara and I have the sex we had wanted for a long time and then suggest the threesome later on.
….We all agreed, that hot and wonderful night. Sara and I started it off in Becky’s big bed. We undressed each other and let the urges flow. I finally got feel, and suck on those past little tits as they were now big. We made up for our past urges to fuck, lick, eat, and suck each other. Sara was red hot with desire for me, as I was for her. We fucked everyway possible and wanted more.
Sara‘s mind raced…..
If….my mom….(pant)… could only see us now….I use to listen to Danny and her fuck. I knew by her moans he was good in bed. I grew to want him so bad, my pussy got sore from fingering myself. She use to watch us like a hawk so she could keep him all to herself….well…my day has come…..
….Sara said: “I wish I could fuck you all night Danny.”
She got her wish…..
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Kayla the Sorceress remembers……
THIS IS A ROMANCE STORY, NOT JUST HUMPING AND FUCKING ALL THE TIME.
A girl finds her true love, Satan
Lesbianism, Brother/Sister incest
