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“OVERHEARD”

Overheard
By Blueheatt
…. When I was a teen I overheard my dad and uncle talking on the back patio one night. My bedroom window was open and they didn’t realize it was right behind them. They both had plenty of beers and they were talking about some prick teaser girl.
Dad: “I love prick teasers girls, it’s such a challenge to take them up on their flirting and teasing and watch them back down when I pin them down to ’Are we gonna fuck or not?’ Linda (my mom) was the best. We met in school.”
Uncle: “She was good, sis like to tease me and I let her get me hot because I liked it. She was ‘mostly’ all talk until you came along. I remember watching you making her so hot she would get pissed as her prick teasing was not working on you. She would tell me: “If that asshole touches me I’ll have his ass in big trouble!” I said: “Sis, does he make you hot?”
Sis: “Hell No, I have plenty of boyfriends and I sure as hell don’t need him.”
Uncle: “I think you have the hots for him and won’t admit it, don’t you sis…admit it…he makes you all gushy inside and makes your pussy wet.” She would then stomp away giving me the finger all mad.
Dad: “Those were fun days. I would stand real close to her in school and tell her things like ‘I heard her vagina had spider webs in it from getting no sex‘, and then quick walk away. She would get so pissed she would chase me down and say: “You’d just love to find out, wouldn’t you, geek boy…well that’s never gonna happen!” She would be breathing hard, yet smiling. I would say: “Who says I would want to find out?…my girlfriend is already broke in and I make her so hot, she pee‘s her pants. No spider webs on my finger….see.” I would hold up my middle finger and then sniff it. Her blood would began to boil she’d get so pissed.
…That kind of talk always made her hot against her will, and she hated and loved that both, she told me later…… after we were married.
…I was fascinated by the ‘secret talk’ I was hearing about my mom being a prick teaser.
….I knew first hand about my mom being a teaser. I guess it was her nature to tease guys with her horny comments and touches. I have a older sister Sara just like her. Teasing, little feels and suggestive sex talk were nothing new to me. I tried to ignored them both as I was growing up. Now I was getting a track record on mom’s start of all this. As they talked my semi-drunk uncle talked about when mom and him were young. It seems that mom’s dad liked to be sexually teased and encouraged her to do it to him. She got attention this way and she found out early what made him horny. This worked on all boys and men she soon discovered.
….Old habits die hard as mom loved to come on to me, her own son. I wasn’t into getting horny over my own mom or my sister….but….I was growing up and things were changing. I was now getting erections when they both fondled me a lot. I couldn’t help it and somehow they could tell and increased the fondling. I had a girlfriend then, but she was no match for the arousing I was getting at home. I discovered jacking off. It felt good but I soon discovered if I fantasized about sis and mom, it felt way better when I had a cum.
….I continued to listen as dad and uncle got drunk. Dad ask uncle: “Did you ever feel up sis when you were little?”
Uncle: “Do you really want to know?”
Dad: “Hell yes…brother and sisters sometimes ‘mess around’ …hell…I use to feel my sisters little tits. She never told on me, but threatened to.
Uncle: “Well…I shouldn’t be telling you this…but…we messed around some.”
Dad: “No shit!….tell me about it.
Uncle: “Well…she knew how to make me real horny and get a hardon. I was in my bed one night when our parents were out late. She came in to pester me. She had on a little nightie and was flashing her ass at me. I grabbed her and pulled her on top of me. My hardon went right against her pussy as she panicked. I said: “Your going to go to far one of the times sis.” Her look of panic went slowly to a smile. She said: “Do I really turn you on that much?” I pushed her off of me and ignored her. She must have felt rejected and slowly laid down next to me. She was breathing heavy on the back of my neck as she snuggled up to me all quiet. Now I felt sorry for her and turned towards her.
….Well…you know a bunch of mushy stuff went on. My hardon went right between her legs and you know….we messed around a bit.”
Dad whispered: “…Did ya fuck her?”
Uncle: “Well….just a few times I guess…pass me another beer please.”
Dad: “So she was getting sex from you at home and not from anyone else?”
Uncle: “Nope…just me, when she met you. You kinda looked like our dad and I think she liked that.
Uncle: When did you first fuck her?”
Dad: “In the back seat of my car one night, she finally gave in. That was one hot night. What about your dad, did she ever fuck him?”
Uncle: “She won’t ever talk about that, but I bet she did, I just have the feeling. I heard them whisper once and dad said she did the finest strip for him he’s ever seen. She said: (“…quiet daddy!, Sam’s asleep right over there on the couch!”) I pretended to be completely asleep, but I peeked barely and saw them doing some bare skin feels on each other. He felt her bare tits under her nightie and she had her hand down his pajama bottoms. What does that tell ya.”
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….I was in shock at what I was hearing. My mom when she was younger was having sex with her brother and most likely her dad.
The pieces were coming together on why my mom acts the way she does and the influence on sister Sara. All this was having quiet a influence on me as a teen. I was already at the age when mom and sis were giving me hardons. My dick was wanting to do taboo things to them both, and I realized I was… not…fighting the idea. I had a sexy mom and sis I fantasized about fucking and now I find their fondling of me was causing me to searching for way to have sex with them…both. The mere thought was making me very horny. Dad and uncle both thought it was ’cute’ when mom and sis made feels on me and everyone giggled. It got so they ignored them when they fondled me.
….I gave in to sis one evening. I was horny to start with from them feeling me up. Mom and dad went to bed early and sis and I were watching TV. We happen to stand up at the same time and here she came after me to cop a feel. This time I returned the feel on her. This was just what she wanted and that started it. She had on her robe. I said ’fuck it’ to myself and felt her nice tits. She pulled me in the kitchen where it was dark and we went at it. She had her hand down my pants so fast I got a hot charge in my instant hardon. Her tits felt wonderful and now I fondled her and felt her hard nipples.
Somehow, she wasn’t my sister anymore but a hot girl I wanted to fuck bad. The taboo excitement set in both of us and we got real passionate with each other. I had never been this horny with my girlfriend. Sara felt so damn good as I let my hand down to feel her pussy. She spread her legs and let me finger her for the first time. She was wet down there and moved her hips as my finger slipped in and out of her pussy. She would jump a little when I would run my finger over her clit. It felt good to fondle her for a change and see her get turned on.
She was breathing hard and whispered: (“..sam…I’ve never been…., this…. hot before…tomorrow night….(gasp)…. mom and dad will be going out….will you…a…come to my…room ..please please?…”
….Well, this was kind of a switch. I felt the power over her now. I whispered back: (“…No!”)
….She didn’t know what to think now. I pulled my pants down enough to let my big hardon flip out. I squatted down and rubbed it on her pussy. She gasp and whispered: (“…oh god sam!, right here!”) She was so excited she was shaking. I said: (..”..yes…right here Sara…”).
….She spread her legs apart more as I began to slip my hardon in her hot pussy. (“…oh Sam…oh yes…”) she said. Her back was against the refrigerator and we started in. I pulled her legs off the floor and up and around my hips. I gently laid us down on the floor and it was fuck time for our very first fuck. She moaned. I said: (“shhhhh Sara!”) (“…I can’t help it sam, it feels so good..”) in a moaning whisper. We both got this savage feeling of to quickly fuck as fast as we could. This was sneaking a forbidden fuck and we were going to have it. We locked our arms around each other and hurried to ’get it’.
…Sara had to hold her hand over her own mouth as my cum was about happen. Damn…she could fuck good and I unloaded a mega cum in her as she squealed and climaxed big. This was way over the top from my girlfriend. Sara squirmed and moaned and dug her fingers in me. We couldn’t stop to listen for anyone hearing us, fuck it,….. it just felt to damn good to care.
… Finally…wow….finally, I thought. Her robe was cum soaked in the back from our wild fucking. She just kept slowly squirming as she gasp for breath…..
…Narrator…
….Well…it seems we have a turn of events. All that sexual teasing of Sara’s brother Sam had built up in Sara, and now she had herself very drawn to Sam. She just hadn’t expected Sam to take her up and her sex play so excitingly fast. It was quite a thrill to her to suddenly have Sam take her in the kitchen and instantly have their first sex right on the floor. Her mind was in a happy daze as she thought back to that exciting night….but now what? ….would it be just a one time thing?…Sara wanted more of Sam….a lot more….and Sam?…how did he feel having incest with his sister? It seems someone else has some thoughts about all this…
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Mom….
…I heard a noise down stairs. I quietly got out of bed and peeked. There was only one light on besides the TV with the sound off. Then I saw Sara being laid down by Sam in the kitchen. Oh My God…Sam has his hardon in Sara on the floor. I quietly watched as they began to really got it on. It’s quite a shock to see your son and daughter fucking like two animals. How long has this been going on? My god this is making me horny watching them. I just felt a big wetness in my panties. I can’t help it, this is making me really excited. I should be appalled, and not aroused….that’s not happening. I wonder what Sara is feeling about now, he’s sure not forcing her, she’s got her arms around him and legs too. I better get my shaky legs back in bed…whew…I need to calm down, damn I’m aroused. How does Sam feel in you Sara, that question keeps going thru my mind. I’m having…forbidden thoughts myself. I’ll just go to sleep and forget about all of this.
… Who am I kidding? I like thinking about what I just saw. Maybe I’ll try and wake dad up and get some sex of my own.
…Narrator…
…so it seems ‘mom’ got a peek at her son and daughter having sex. She couldn’t wake dad as she was all aroused, so she let her fingers do the satisfying …but her thoughts were only taking her to a low yield orgasm….until she thought of the forbidden deed…of Sam and her doing….. the un-thinkable. She too didn’t realize how her flirting, fondling and sex play with her son had built up a woman’s desire to want something she was never suppose to have…..
…Sara in school, and mom at work, felt happy with their inner secret in their minds. A nice dampness between their legs was a reminder of what had happened, they both liked that feeling, immensely…..
…Any guilt feelings about having sex with Sara Sam had were countered by knowing every guy has his limits…., and after all…he had been sexually teased and fondled by not one, but two sexy women in his own family. He had just scored with his sexy sister…now…one more to go……
….Sam…
…The risk of being caught made our ’sneak fuck’ awesome. The excitement of ’hurry!, before someone comes!’…made our peak all the higher. Now to do some ’fondling’ of my own. What could dad say if he caught me coping feels on sis or mom, they had been doing it to me for a long time. I’m betting he’ll just chuckle and ignore us. Time to test this.
….That evening dad and I watched TV as sis and mom got dinner ready. I got up and strolled into the kitchen. Sis was setting table in her cheerleader uniform, mom was wearing her short skirt from work…ahhh…perfect. I went behind the wall to the living room and went over to Sara. She said: “It’s not ready yet Sam.” and smiled big. She reached around to feel my ass, as usual. Mom watched, came up behind me as she had to join her in a joint quick fondle of me.
…. I quick reached up both of their skirts and felt their pussy’s. Both their eyes snapped wide open as they began to giggle. (“..Sam!”) mom whispered…but didn’t back up at all. Sara’s wide eyes were on mom and after the initial jump just stood there, feeling my butt along with mom. Mom leaned back to check on dad…who had fallen asleep in his chair with the TV on. I’d never seen my mom aroused before. Her face was grinning and she was breathing hard. Sis was excited too as I felt both of there hearts beating strong as I went down their panties for some bare skin. Two wet pussy’s, one for each hand. My heart was thumping away along with theirs too. Mom, out of breath whispered that her food might burn and stepped back. Sara stepped back and they both adjusted their panties. They continued fixing dinner as I smiled at them and left. I went and washed up for dinner as my fingers had that wonderful pussy smell on them……..
….That was the beginning of a lot of sneaked mutual fondling. Sara and I quietly planned our next sex in a soft bed.
…Mom changed. She wasn’t into quick feeling and groping, now it was slowly rubbing her pussy up again my crouch tight as I felt her big tits. She got instantly aroused and had to walk away so she could compose herself around dad. She was very nervous around me now and her hand trembled a little when we felt us up secretly…..
…Mom….
…I wonder if really know how hot he makes me. I have these little jitters around him because I really don’t know what’s going to happen next. I know him and Sara are having sex now and dad is always tired and just ’not in the mood’ it seem like these days. I’m so horny my fingers are tired from rubbing my pussy in the shower and secretly at night. The thought of Sam and Sara having sex is driving me to somehow make her share him with me …but this ‘mom’ thing is fast getting pushed out of my mind.
I’m a woman, he’s a guy, we have hot feel up sessions but can’t have sex because I happen to be his mom. I’m putting that ‘mom’ thing on ‘ignore’. We’ll just somehow have to agree to keep it all secret. Just thinking about having sex with Sam is making me wet…right now…….
…Narrator….
…Well…the time came for mom. It was a Saturday morning. Sara was at a ball game, dad was gone to the auto races and Sam and mom were home….alone.
…Mom walked up the stairs in her robe with some laundry. Sam came out of his room and walked down and took the clothes to help her. He was just in his boxers and went into their bedroom. He set the clothes down and then stood up on the bed and began to jump up and down. “Sam…get off the bed, ever since you were little I have told you not to jump on our bed.” mom said. “I’m bigger now mom. You can’t make me get off.” a defiant Sam smiled and said.
…. “Oh, you think so.” mom said, as they both stood with hands on hips. Mom was getting hot flashes with all this and slowly stood up on the bed to confront him. She could see his semi-erection showing in the front of his boxers. Sam was looking at her tits as the robe was now half way open. He thought: “…damn I love to look and feel those tits.” Mom thought: …look at that young body of his. This would be a good time to do a little wrestling with him. I would sure like that….‘come to mom Sam‘.
….She lunged at Sam as they both went down on the bed giggling. He let her get on top of him as she held his arms down at the wrists. She leaned over in his face and said: “..don’t get defiant with me Sam.” …then she felt his erection lump against her pussy. She slowly let herself down on him to enjoy the feeling. Sam began to pull her robe apart between them. They were now skin to skin at the chest. She had on no bra or panties. Sam began to kiss around his mom’s face. Mom couldn’t take that and began to melt on top of Sam. She slowly reached down and pulled his boxers down until she felt his erection flip up against her wet pussy. Sam moved it up and down slowly between her legs and on the under side of her pussy. Her legs straddled his… as it felt wonderful. as she reached down to rub on her own clit. Sam helped her remove the robe and his boxers completely. His hand went down and felt her pubic hair and joined her fingers in rubbing her sensitive clit. They began to gently rub it. Mom buried her face in his neck and began to softly moan. She felt his hand placing his erection at the entrance to her pussy. She slid back to let it slip warmly in her. They both paused to relish the feeling.
She was going to let it happen. Sam began to thrust in her as she joined him in slow fucking. She felt what she had longed for now and a million great feelings were setting in. They began a rhythm of their own, fucking, panting, moaning in their own world.
….Mom…..
….this was it…I hadn’t had feelings like these since my first sex with his dad. There was tremendous lust stored up in me and now I was going to have it satisfied. He feels better than his dad did in those early days. I thought nasty thoughts of: ’fuck mommy sam, fuck mommy hard and make mommy cum…fuck mommy deep and with hot sexy passion. Don’t hold back anything now….yes!, good and deep…feel my whole body sam…take me to the top ..take me..’
…Sam…
….damn!…mom knows just how to move her pussy and body. What a hot fuck she is, I just never expected…
….I have to cum now mom…I can’t stop it…oh my god……
….Narrator….
…Sam grabbed her hips and pulled her deep into him…. as he lost his breath. Cum shot out of him and into her as he moaned. Mom yelled and shook with the euphoria slamming into her body and mind. Sam just kept pumping his cum in her as he felt her body shake. “Ohhhh Sam…” was all she could squeak out as she quit breathing for a few seconds. Their shaky hands went wild feeling each other. They felt the warmth of their togetherness as time meant nothing. They were now plugged in to each other and it was now set for the future.
…The rest of the day they couldn’t get enough of each other, the feels and licks and sudden bursts of ‘we have to fuck again‘. In the hallway, living room or anywhere the passion struck them. Her robe would open and in went Sam, one more time. As time passed to quickly they shared a shower. It was like no shower they had ever had. They had to stop and compose themselves as Sara and dad would soon be home.
….Sara came home first. She smiled as she looked at their two faces and she knew something had happened between them. Sam had to delay Sara and him getting together as he recovered. Dad came home, ate and went to bed.
They now planned their first….threesome.
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…If you drove by their house, you would never know what really goes on behind those dark closed drapes…..

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Falling In Love With Kyle – Chapter 4

Here’s the fourth chapter…. Finally! So so sorry for the wait. The next part will be up much quicker… I think. I hope you dig. Comments and PM’s are much appreciated!
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As I finished setting dishes on the table and lighting the candles that stood next to them, I heard a knock on my door.
“Just a minute!” I called out.
I looked in the mirror one last time, smoothing my long hair and adjusting my strapless, shin-length, pink dress. I had another set of black, hopefully sexy, lingerie under it, complete with stockings that showed off my long legs and led down to my black heels.
After I decided I looked as good as I was going to get, I checked the table and made sure our meal of macaroni and cheese, lemonade, and rice crispy treats, all of Kyle and my favorites, was all arranged perfectly, and took a deep breath as I approached the door.
I opened the door and saw Kyle standing in the hall wearing another extremely handsome outfit of a charcoal grey button down shirt, pants, and a pink tie around his neck, along with a big smile on his face, which only got bigger when he saw me. I returned his grin as he pulled me into his arms, hugging me tightly and then pulling back to kiss my lips gently. All anxiety I had about the night I had planned was gone when I felt his lips against mine, and a huge weight was taken off of my shoulders.
“You look great,” I said to him with a smile as I led him inside, closing the door behind me. I now realized he hadn’t taken his eyes from me and I blushed lightly as he said, “You look…,” But trailed off. His eyes moved from my outfit back up to meet my eyes, chuckling as he saw my reddened cheeks, his thumb brushing over them. “So beautiful,” He said, finishing his sentence and kissing me again.
I pulled back and he turned away from me and took in my room. The only light was from two candles on the table, and a few strands of twinkling lights I had hung on my walls, reminding us of our first date in the park. He looked at the food on the table and laughed softly. “My favorites…”
I smiled and nodded. “Mine, too. Good thing we both like weird things.” He laughed.
“Are we celebrating something?” I laughed and shook my head, then said, “Just us.” He smiled and nodded as he pulled out my chair for me and I sat down, and then took his seat next to me.
We sat and ate for the next half hour, laughing and talking about nothing important. He didn’t seem to have a clue about what I wanted to do later that night. Some of my nerves had returned, but they were more excited nerves than my being terrified, like I was earlier.
We were in the kitchen, since I luckily had enough savings to afford a larger dorm that included a small kitchen and dining room area, putting away the dishes, when he turned to me and asked, “So, what do you have planned next, baby?”
My heart fluttered when I heard him say that, as it was the first time he had used it. I hopped off of the counter and took his hands, leading him out of the kitchen, and towards my bed.
I took another deep breath, and then stood on my tip-toes to lean up and kiss his lips. He responded instantly, his arms already finding their spot around my waist, pulling my body closer against his. I wasted no time, and was already deepening the kiss as my arms wrapped around his neck. I felt his tongue run over my lower lip and I touched mine to it, which he responded to by parting his lips more, allowing me to slip my tongue into his mouth, moving against his. We kissed passionately this way for a while, but eventually, he broke it, probably assuming I would soon, too.
I tried pulling him back to me, but he resisted, a small smile forming on his lips.
“Kyle… I want you. Tonight; right now,” I whispered against his lips and then glanced up into his eyes, and was met with his gaze.
“Baby… are you sure? I know you want to wait, and I’m fine with it, you know that.” I shook my head and kissed him again, which he let me do this time, and then pulled back again.
“I’m sure. I’m ready, and I want it.” He nodded slightly, but I was concerned by his lack of excitement. It suddenly occurred to me that I was only thinking of myself. I wasn’t worried about whether he wanted this or not, I just assumed he did. I felt my cheek burning again, and stuttered out, “I- I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I didn’t realize you… wouldn’t want me.” I pulled back, letting my arms fall from around his neck, embarrassed.
He shook his head quickly and didn’t take his from around my waist. “Are you crazy, Emma? Of course I want you. I want you so much. I just didn’t expect this. And I want to make sure you’re doing this because you want to, not because you think you have to. Which you don’t.”
I looked back up at him. “I want this, baby. I don’t want to wait anymore. I just want you.” His lips were against mine again as soon as the words were out of my mouth. I kissed him back deeply, and finally his lips pulled back slightly, but were still touching. “I want you, too,” He whispered against my lips.
I smiled against his lips and felt him doing the same, before he kissed me again, slowly and passionately. I started to move backwards, pulling him with me to my bed, and then finally he lowered me down on it, not taking his lips from mine and moving on top of me.
It seemed he had the same urgency I did, as his hands moved from around my waist to slide down my sides slowly. My arms were around his shoulders, pulling him closer to me, as our tongues touched once more.
His hands were roaming over my body, moving down over my hips and down towards the hem of my dress, pulling it up slightly, but not much higher than my mid-thigh. They moved back up, towards my breasts, but he hesitated. I took my hands from around his neck and found his, moving them towards where I wanted them, and where he had stopped. I felt his smile against my lips when I guided his hands, which I returned by kissing him even more passionately.
His hands gently kneaded my breasts, eliciting a small moan from my lips as I moved my fingertips down over his chest, loosening his tie. I heard him groan quietly as I took his bottom lip between my teeth, biting gently. I felt his hands move away from my chest and wrap around my waist again, lifting me as he pulled us both back up, standing vertical. His hands moved up, finding the zipper on my dress, and whispering against my lips, “May I?”
I smiled and nodded, and felt my dress loosening as he unzipped it. I took a small step back from him, letting my dress slip from my body and then stepping out of it, leaving me in my heels and lingerie.
I glanced up at Kyle to find his eyes wandering down over my body. I bit my lip, suddenly feeling insecure. His eyes met mine again, and I saw the lust I saw earlier this morning return to them.
“You are the sexiest girl I have ever laid eyes on, baby,” He said in a slightly hushed tone. His arms were back around my waist and his lips were mere centimeters from mine. I couldn’t help closing the space with more passion and urgency than ever before.
My hands were back at his collar, moving down slowly as I unbuttoned his shirt and then pushed it off of his shoulders, revealing his tan and muscular body.
He moved us back onto the bed, returning to his position on top of me again, while we kissed, his hands back on my chest. I ran my fingertips down over his arms, feeling his muscles flexing. His lips began to move over my chin and down my neck. I gasped softly when I felt his leaving gentle bites down my neck. His lips were at my breasts, brushing ever so lightly over the top of them, the skin not covered by lace.
Knowing what was coming, pushed him off of me. He looked confused, and maybe a little hurt. I smiled and moved on top of him, straddling his waist. “Let me go first,” I whispered. His expression softened, and he let me push him down so I could lean against him, our chests pressed together as I began to kiss his neck, like he had kissed mine.
I kissed and flicked my tongue over his warm skin as I moved down further, sucking occasionally. I looked up at him, and saw that he was watching me, the pleasure obvious in his face. “You don’t mind if I leave a few hickeys, do you?” He smirked slightly, not in an asshole kind of way, like Travis would, but in an extremely sexy way. He shook his head. “Not at all, baby,” His voice barely above a whisper.
I smiled and put my lips back on him, now moving down towards his chest, and slowly down his abs, tracing around them with my tongue and lips. I moved so I was settled between his legs and unzipped his pants, slowly sliding them off of him. I did the same with his boxers, and was finally left with just his dick, already slightly hard.
It was quite big, slightly wider than Travis’. And much longer. I bit the side of my lip, thinking about how good it would feel inside me later.
I heard a soft moan come from Kyle’s lips, and looked up, slightly puzzled, as I hadn’t even touched him yet. I raised an eyebrow. “You’re so sexy when you bite your lip,” He said to me, and I laughed slightly.
I leaned down, kissing just above his dick without touching it. I wasn’t sure how good I was at blowjobs, but I had never had a complaint from Travis. And I was much more willing to do this for Kyle than I ever was for him.
I brushed my lips around his dick, slowly and lightly, teasing him for as long as I could. I began to use my tongue, too, and eventually, when Kyle whispered, “Please,” I decided it was time to give him what he wanted.
I let my hair brush over his dick before pulling it to the side and leaning down again. I wrapped my fingers around it slowly, to which he let out a gasp. My lips were moving up and down it, my tongue occasionally flicking over his sensitive skin, and then I finally took the head of his dick into my mouth, tasting the small drip of pre-cum that had appeared on the tip. He moaned, slightly louder than before and I ran my tongue over the underside as my hand rubbed up and down the rest. Taking my mouth off of it, I started to lick up and down; making sure it was nice and wet. Kyle continued letting out moans, getting louder each time. I returned my mouth to the head, but moved it further down, letting more of his long dick slide into my mouth. My hand was pumping up and down in time with my mouth as I sucked hard, my tongue still moving over it. Each time my mouth went down, I slid more into my mouth until almost his entire dick was sliding towards my throat.
“Emma-oh god. Emma, yes. Don’t stop, baby, please don’t stop.” This was all the encouragement I needed so I forced the rest of his long cock into my throat, holding it there as my fingers moved to massage his balls gently. It didn’t take long for him to be moaning even louder, and to exclaim that he was going to cum. I moved my mouth up and down, making sure my lips pressed all the way against his pelvis each time, until I felt his body tense up, and his hot cum shooting into my mouth. I moved my lips to cover just the head as my hand moved slowly up and down, milking his cock of every drop until he fell back against the bed.
I swallowed what was in my mouth, and then licked his dick, making sure to get it all, and then swallowed that, too.
Sitting up, I glanced at Kyle and saw that his eyes were still closed as he lay back on the bed, his breathing slightly labored. I leaned down and kissed his lips gently, and then pulled back, his eyes opening when I did.
He sat up as well, but only to put his arms around me and pull me down onto him, a smile forming on his lips.
“That was so amazing, baby,” He said, his breathing finally returning to normal. I smiled and kissed him again. He kissed me back, one of his hands finding it’s familiar spot on my lower back and the other moving up to fumble with the clasp on my bra.
His nervous hands finally undid the clasp and slid the straps off of my shoulders, tossing it off the bed. He quickly and smoothly moved so I was under him again, his lips returning to my neck. I kept my eyes on him as I watched him trail kissed across my collarbone, down my chest and towards my breasts.
The nerves returned to the pit of my stomach and as much as I wanted him to continue, I couldn’t help when the words escaped my lips. “Kyle… wait.” I put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him so our lips met again. He kissed me, but with restrain. He finally pulled back, and looked at me, his eyes slightly sad.
“Did you change your mind, Emma? You don’t want this anymore?”
“No, I do. Believe me, I really do. It’s just that, you d-don’t have to do… that,” I finally stuttered it out. He raised an eyebrow.
“Baby, I want to. Let me return the favor, please,” He didn’t understand. I hesitated and his expression changed from confusion to understanding.
“Oh. Baby, you’ve never felt this, have you?” I shook my head slowly. He was right; Travis had never done this to me before. No one has. He was more concerned with my ability to give him oral sex.
Kyle smiled and kissed me again gently. “Let me do this for you, Emma. Trust me, you’ll love it. If you don’t, tell me; I’ll stop.”
I thought for a moment. I trusted Kyle. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, and would stop if I told him to. And it’s not like I would tell him to stop once he got started. I imagined my fantasy from the night before that had made me feel so good. I knew that I wanted it.
I took a deep breath, and then, ever so slightly, I nodded.
He smiled and was back over me again, kissing around my soft, milky breasts. His hand cupped one of them, massaging it gently while his lips kissed around my nipple, slightly hard from the attention. His tongue circled around it slowly, making me moan. His eyes met mine, and he apparently like what he saw, because the corners of his lips formed a slight smile as he took my nipple into his mouth. Taking in a sharp breath, my hand found the nape of his neck, holding him to my chest, begging him for more.
After a while of sucking, he switched to the other, making sure it got the same treatment, hit warm tongue and mouth feeling so good against my sensitive skin.
Finally, his lips started to continue further down my body, kissing over my stomach until he reached an area that was still covered. He sat up slightly, seemingly admiring my body. His eyes roamed over it, taking in my wild hair, bright pink cheeks, and even brighter pink nipples. His eyes finally settled on what my black lace panties covered, and the nude stockings that led up to them.
He places his hands on my upper thighs, rubbing gently and then hooking his fingers over the top of my panties, slowly pulling them down my legs and finally off. He leaned back down again, kissing above my now-bare pussy and down towards it. His lips brushed down over my pussy-lips but then moved to kiss my upper thigh.
My breathing was becoming heavy and I wanted his lips on me like I had fantasized about last night. I needed it and he seemed content to tease me for all eternity.
“Kyle… please,” I breathed out, and I could feel him smiling against me.
“Please what, baby?” His lips continued leaving soft pecks on my thighs, moving closer to my pussy, but not close enough.
“I want it. I want your mouth on me. I need to feel that. Please,” The last word was barely above a whisper but he seemed happy to oblige.
I felt his lips leave my thighs, and his thumbs brushing over my pussy, spreading my lips apart. I could feel his warm breath against my clean shaven mound, and it was making me crazy. I had never wanted something so bad before.
I felt his tongue trace up the lips, towards my clit, at an agonizingly slow pace. Finally, his tongue pressed lightly against it, and I couldn’t stop the sharp intake of breath that came from my mouth.
This sound seemed to trigger something, because as soon as I made it, his tongue began flicking back and forth slowly, but pressed hard against my clit. I felt the pressure on it ease off as his tongue moved down to slowly lick up and down my tight slit, pushing his tongue into it. I moaned quite loudly and his tongue darted back up to my clit, flicking over it again. I felt one of his hands leave my thigh and his finger taking the spot at my slit that his tongue was just in. His finger began to ease into my dripping wet folds as his mouth latched onto my clit, sucking harder. His other hand was massaging my thigh gently, as he sucked hard and slid his finger further into me.
I was moaning louder and louder, gasping his name and begging him not to stop between breaths.
As he began pumping his finger in and out slowly, but deep into me, soon adding another, while his tongue flicked and licked and sucked on my clit, I was almost pushed over the edge. All these sensations were as I imagined they would be last night, only much stronger.
“Kyle… Oh my god, baby. I’m going to cum.” I couldn’t take this much longer. My hand was on the back of his neck again, holding him close to me as my body tensed up.
“Yes, baby, cum for me. Let me taste you.” The vibrations from his voice were too much; my back arched, my other hand was gripping a fistful of sheets and my body squirmed and the orgasm overtook me. I moaned much louder than I should have considering the dorms next to me; it was nearly a scream.
Kyle’s tongue and fingers did not let up as I came; his tongue continued flicking my clit, his fingers kept pumping in and out of me.
When my cumming finally slowed, and I lay back against the bed again, only then did he finally stop. He eased his fingers out of me and I watched him lick the juices from them. He licked up my slit once more, and then finally planted a kiss on my clit before sitting up.
I tried to steady my breathing and propped myself up on my elbows. He flashed me his charming little grin and was over me once again, kissing me deeply.
“Was that okay, baby?” He asked tentatively against my lips. I laughed softly.
“Okay? That was… oh my god. That was amazing, Kyle.” He smiled and kissed me again.
I lay back on the bed, nearly out of energy. He looked at me and pouted.
“You aren’t done yet, are you?” I laughed and shook my head, pulling him close to me and wrapping my legs around him.
“We are nowhere near done yet, baby.”

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I Was Going To Do It.

I was going to do it.
I was going to try something I had never tried before, and I was sure it was going to work. It all seemed so simple at first, so easy and so freeing. The idea, given to me by one of my friends, was so intriguing at the time I could not stop myself from thinking about it.
It had been a solid three days since the idea lodged itself in my brain and as soon as I heard it, I knew it was something I wanted to try. The thought had sat in the back of my mind, festering and growing until I could not possibly wait another moment. I was going to do it.
I was going to tie myself up, upside-down, hanging from the ceiling in my garage with a vibrating egg inserted into my pussy.
It was going to be glorious. A girlfriend of mine and of similar build to me seemed so excited at her new found pleasure; I just had to try it.
So that is why I found myself standing in a musty smelling, dingy, grimy and overstocked porn store. How could a place be this dirty yet smell like someone spilled an entire bucket of sanitizer all over the place?
This building was a rundown gas station converted to serve pornography. It sat off exit 64 on I-92 and was a literal shit-hole. If this was not the only store within 50 miles that sold these kinds of things, I’d have gone somewhere else.
As soon as I walked in the powerful concoction of odors and aromas smacked me in the face. Eyebrows upturned, throat clenching and lunch churning in my stomach, I pressed forward; what I wanted outweighed all of what this store could throw at me.
As I browsed the isles and assembled my necessary tool-kit, I couldn’t help but breathe through my mouth and watch where my feet landed on the floor. Midway up isle (2) the floor was coated in some sticky substance I dare not tread on. It smelled like strawberry jam, so I assumed it was lube.
When I finally got back to the register, I had all I needed: 100ft length rope, (2) sets of fuzzy handcuffs, (1) ball gag, and the vibrating egg. The egg was by far the most expensive, but it was also the crucial ingredient to my plan. The box, hot pink with flowers on its sides (of course), claimed it had 10 different settings and an incredible long battery life. It also had a wireless controller so I could keep the remote in my hand, controlling its settings.
After paying my total in cash and receiving my change, I darted out the door and longed for fresh air and a shower. The unusually hot air clung to me in ways I really didn’t care for. Being mid-May in Pennsylvania, you’d think the weather would be cooler than it was, but the weathermen were predicting a scorcher of a weekend to follow.
Once safely tucked into my SUV, I smiled the coy smile of a person who is way too pleased with themselves. This was really happening.
Upon arriving home, my cat Baxter greeted me and started immediately whining that he was dying of starvation and couldn’t possibly wait another second. My bags I placed on the kitchen counter and I was lead into the kitchen by my furry companion.
I live in a 2 bedroom apartment with my boyfriend of 3 years. He travels a lot for his business and that is most of the time ok by me. Sometimes I miss him terribly, and I usually react like Baxter when he returns (except for the feed me I’m gonna starve attitude). Our apartment is a two story building in an apartment complex with a personal garage underneath our rooms. The garage was nothing to speak of, a simple one car space with little on the walls.
Once my cat was taken care of I set to work. It was Friday afternoon and Greg, my boyfriend, wasn’t expected back till Monday afternoon at the earliest. I had told exactly no one I was attempting this, so I had the apartment at my disposal all weekend.
We had kept the garage very clean, ever since we moved in two and a half years ago. We had painted and sealed the floor last year and it still looked very good despite having our cars drive all over it. There wasn’t much on the walls, because most of Greg’s tools were in a storage cabinet in the corner. We did have a three step ladder hanging from a hook next to the door and that is what I would need first.
Greg had installed a chin up bar in the middle of the garage away from where the garage door lifted up and away from the small set of stairs leading into the house. It was about 10 feet away from everything in the garage and centered in the middle of the ceiling.
Greg could simply jump up and grab onto the bar, it wasn’t that high off the ground, especially for him being 6’-2”. But for me being 5’-6”, I was never able to just jump and grab it. It was at least 4-6 inches away every time I tried.
The only other thing I needed to perform my high-wire act (as I started calling it to myself) was a sandbag to act as counterweight. Being athletic and a cheerleader in high school, I pretty much stayed at around 130 lbs. The sandbag we sometimes used as a doorstop for the back door weighted about 100 lbs. I was betting it, along with the tension on the rope, would keep me off the ground.
I took the end of the rope and triple tied it to the top of the sand bag (only after dragging that large S.O.B. into the garage). Baxter was curious, so he followed me and inspected my progress. The knot was tied very tight, and I was very sure it was not coming loose anytime soon.
The next step was to position the step ladder under the chin-up bar and get the 100 lb bag onto that top step. After a lot of grunting and lifting, I was finally able to lift it from one step to the next all the way up to the third and final step. I had also managed to work up a tremendous sweat in the process.
I slung the rope over the chin up bar and let the remainder come down on the other side. The counter weight was in place. I then lifted off my shirt and started disrobing.
After kicking the remainder of my clothes into one of the corners of the garage, I stepped onto the first step of the ladder, completely naked and still sweating.
I secured the first set of fuzzy handcuffs around my ankles and looped the rope in between my legs. I had practiced some self bondage before in my teenage years, so where I needed the rope to go came naturally to me.
Before I tied up my hands, I made sure the ball gag was in place. I secured it behind my head and felt a little drool slide down my lower lip. A grin then filled my face as I started on my hands.
My goal was to hang feet up, head down, so I needed to sit on the sandbag on the top step and lift my feet into the air. I tied the last bit of the rope onto the other pair of handcuffs and secured both my wrists behind my back. I had the vibrating egg in hand by this point and I proceeded to try it out.
I was soaked so the egg slipped in rather easily. It was made of a hard plastic material but as it sat just inside me I could have sworn it disappeared. Once I hit the on button on the remote, BOOM, yep, it was in there, pressing against every sensitive spot it could find.
I followed my work to make sure I had it all set up correctly. The sandbag, still on the top step of my ladder, had the rope tied onto it on the one end. The rope looped up and over the chin-up bar overhead and came back down in front of me, also on the step ladder. My feet were handcuffed and my hands were handcuffed and both were secured by the rope. The vibrating egg was inserted into my pussy and humming away soundly. If I chose to sit here, on the sandbag, for a couple of moments longer, I would most certainly feel myself orgasm.
Just as I was thinking this, the unthinkable occurred. Baxter, who was scratching at something (probably a bug), leapt 3 feet into the air and bolted for the entry door to the house. The sound and the movement startled me and as a result caused me to shift my weight on the ladder. The sandbag moved with me and as we shifted, the ladder toppled and slid sideways.
I felt the rope jerk and my ankles were thrust into the air and my body started to swing on the rope. The sandbag slammed onto the garage floor and then sat motionless. The remote to the vibrating egg slipped out of my hands and fell toward the floor. The vibrating egg itself hummed away inside me and I clenched my eyes and felt myself convulse with an orgasm.
‘Oh. My. God.’ It was incredible. Despite the biting pain in my ankles and the blood rushing to my head, I was naked, vulnerable, sweating and cumming all at the same time.
Then the thought struck me…I had not planned for the sandbag to fall. I was stuck in this position with no way down. The handcuff keys were in my pants pocket in the corner, the ladder had slid almost to the far wall and…
‘Oh. My. Fucking. God.’ I was cumming again. My ass flexed and my heart pounded as another powerful orgasm erupted inside me. This time I was unable to bite back my sighs and let out a low moan as I shook on the rope.
As I snapped back to reality I realized my ankles were really starting to hurt, but not in an unbearable way. Whatever fuzzy material that was around the cuffs sure worked well to stop it digging into me, or breaking my ankles when I fell off the ladder.
My body swayed still from the tumble off the ladder and I remembered the vibrating egg controller. As I craned my neck around looking at the floor, trying to see where it had …
‘Holy. Fuck. Damnit.’ Another orgasm. This one more powerful than the first two. I don’t know if it was the desperation of the moment or the movement of my body as I tried to find that fucking remote, but it caused my legs to shake and my juices to flow out of me.
I started wildly struggling against my handcuffs in an attempt to get free, but as I struggled I felt my muscles tighten again, preparing for another immense rupture.
I felt my neck slack and I looked down toward the ground. I saw the drool dripping down from the ball gag in my mouth and onto the floor. I also felt my pussy juices running down my stomach, my ass and my back. If I didn’t find that fucking remote soon…
‘Shit. Fuck. Whore.’ Another body shaking orgasm. I couldn’t take much more of this. The most I had ever come at one time (before this) was 3 times, and that was when Greg and I had come home from the bar late one night and ravaged each other.
I searched the ground a second time. My head was about 8 inches off the floor, but I was right at eye level with the top of the sandbag. That’s when I saw it. The remote! On the sandbag! What great fortune, what tremendous…
‘Ahhh! Holy. Fuck.’ A mixture of tears, saliva, sweat and cum ran down various parts of me. My muscles shook and my heart raced. I was crying from the pain of having cum so many times and a little dizzy from the rush of blood to my head.
As I sobbed, I could only think “I have to get to that remote. I have to turn it off somehow”.
I started to swing myself toward the sandbag. Just as I felt my hair brush the sandbag I felt another swell of …
‘MMMMMMMMMM….’ Was the only word/sentence/thought/sound I could come up with. My eyes rolled, my body vibrated and my juices continued to flow. I was still swinging so I continued to try for the remote.
I saw that my head would swing right over the one and only button on the remote. The only choice I had was to press my face into the bag and hope some part of it pressed the button and turned it off.
I clenched my hands, gritted my teeth against the ball gag and at the right time closed my eyes and pressed my head down onto the sandbag.
“RRRRRRMMMMMMMMM.”
“GodDamnHolyFuckingFuckSuckWhoreBitchAssSluuuuuu…..”
I had not turned it off. I had not turned it down or to a different pace.
I had turned it up. It had been on a lower setting this whole time.
Worse still…I had also knocked it on the floor. There would be no way of reaching for it now.
My teeth chattered on the gag. My legs shook. Sweat covered my body. My cum exploded out of me. I trembled, whimpered, gasped for breathe, cried and came some more. This was it.
I was going to die.
As I hung upside down, cumming uncontrollably, and realizing what my fate would be, I heard something. It sounded like a grinding sound, but it was tough to tell over the sound of the vibrating egg and the tears that filled my eyes.
The grinding sound lasted about 15 seconds and I heard a loud bang. I could hear a voice and shuffling of feet. I also noticed cooler air hit my skin and a different hue to the room than had been before.
As the voice came closer, I could pick out it was my mother. She had opened the garage door, seen me hanging naked and rushed to my side. I couldn’t form words, all I could do is cry. I cried from pain, shame, and embarrassment. I couldn’t hear anything she was telling me, but she did somehow undo the rope from the sandbag and release me to the floor.
My last conscious thought in that moment was me pulling out the vibrating egg and flicking it away from me.
As I came to, I was lying on my couch with hot wraps on my ankles and hands. I had been put into a bath-robe and my restraints had all been removed. My mother sat in the adjacent room watching TV, apparently waiting up for me to come back to consciousness.
I then spent a good 30 to 45 minutes talking to my mother. I have never been able to look at my mother in the same way again, and I doubt she will ever look at me the same either. I have never told Greg about it and I hope to god he never finds out.
And I’ll admit this….Though this was my first time using that vibrating egg, it would not be the last time I had used that vibrating egg.

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First Contact

I’ll be honest; I was in the Navy at this time. I know, I know, ha ha ha. That’s a log story, not about a sexual experience. I’m not attracted to men; I love a woman’s figure, all the way. If anyone has been to Virginia, you’ll believe this.
I was bored one night, and went to a bar just outside of Portsmouth, by the shipyards. I didn’t know anyone, so I sat at the bar, and just got a beer and a shot. After my second beer, and about two more shots, I was buzzing pretty good, and started to look around. There was a dirty blonde at the end of the bar still alone. She was talking to the bartender, and seemed a little upset. I figured he was family, or maybe a protective father figure. She noticed me looking and gave me a hollow smile. “Daddy,” noticed me, and raised an eyebrow. He shot her a “watch it” look, and came down to see if I need another drink. I asked the all too familiar, “What’s up with her? She family?”
“My niece, from Brazil.” Was all I got out of him. He gave me the, “Don’t fuck with her!” look. She was looking my way, with a nervous smile, s I decided to go talk to her.
“You know, a girl as pretty as you shouldn’t be sad. You should smile, and brighten up the world.” Corny line but I’m a guy, and I was drunk.
“Nice line, not too original, but nice.” She smiled. Her uncle was glaring at me, and she looked a little nervous under his glare. You could tell she was interested but very nervous with me as well. I just chalked that up to my appearance.
I’m not a big dude, but I’m fit, and strong. I’m what they call a snipe. I work in the hole, greasy and sweaty. I’m also on the Fire Party, so I have to be strong to hold that fuckin’ hose down. I also shave my head to hide my Ben Franklin hairline. I was bald at nineteen. I’ve been told that it looks intimidating.
“You can relax, I’m not gonna hurt you.” I smiled.
“Only my feelings.” She whispered, with a nervous smile. The smile turned to a frown. “I’m not like other girls. My father, whom I haven’t seen since I was eleven, told me to get the fuck out of his face, and never come back. Every boyfriend I’ve had since I came back to the states, have dumped me, or beat the shit out of me. So please understand, I think you’re very cute, and sweet, but I have reasons to be nervous. Like I said, I’m not your typical girl.”
“Well, as long as it’s not like a Springer thing.” I smirked at her. She winced and looked away. “What’d I say?”
“You wouldn’t understand.” She started to get up.
“Wait, I’m sorry. What ever it is, I’m sure it’s not that bad.”
“You’d be surprised.”
It was getting late, so I asked if she wanted to get some coffee another time. She smiled, and replied, “Yeah, that’d be nice. I’ll be in here the next three nights, working for my uncle. I get off at 3am, we could go then.”
“Sounds good, I’ll see you day after tomorrow. I’ve got duty tomorrow.”
“I’ll see you then. My name’s Alex, by the way. What’s your’s?”
“I’m Ryan. I’ll see you then.”
She got up, and I could see her frame as she walked away. She had strong thighs, and a beautiful Latin ass that bounced when she walked. A thin waist that tapered in like an hourglass. She wore sexy “Fuck Me” boots, and had nice medium firm tits, that bounced with every step. I was in love.
The whole next day, was torture. I convinced my LPO (boss) to let me have the next day off, so I might be able to get lucky. I couldn’t wait to see Alex again.
I showed up at 8pm to see her. She was behind the bar getting some fat slob a beer. I walked up and said, “Hey, can we get some service here for Christ’s sake?”
She smiled at me and brought me a beer. “This is from the lady at the end of the bar.” She smirked. I looked down and saw what had to be the greasiest fat assed, Sea Donkey, I’ve seen in a while. I shivered, and took a long drink.
“Thanks!” I tipped the bottle at her, and got her attention. “Thanks!” I said again, and winked at her. She gave ma a puzzled smile, and waved, then turned back to the bar. “Yep, I’m gettin’ lucky tonight.” I took another drink, as she slapped my shoulder.
“You’re an ass!” She smiled.
“Hey, I was being thankful. I’m might be able to get with that.”
“I’m not woman enough for you, am I?”
“If I can’t get with her, you’ll be next in line baby.” I looked at her tanned face and pretty brown eyes. We both just stared for a moment. Until her uncle thumped the bar.
“Alex! You gonna work tonight girl?” He gave me his tough uncle look, and turned away.
“Sorry, I gotta go. I’ll talk to you in a few hours?
“I’ll be here. I’ll probably be drunk, but I’ll be here.”
She gave me a kiss and ran her hand down my chest before turning away. Instant wood. I loved watching her ass sway.
By the end of the night, I was feeling pretty good. She came over to me and sat on my lap. “How ya feelin’ babe?”
“Great, Just waitin’ on you girl.”
“I’m getting off in half an hour, you gonna be okay then?”
“Mind if I watch? I slurred. I wasn’t hammered, but I knew if I laid it on thick, I could get away with more.
“If you’re a good boy. Now, I’ll get you some coffee.” She kissed my cheek and brought me a cup of coffee, which I drank straight to get my senses back. She brought me a second cup and one for her when she came back. She sat down next to me and asked if I wanted to go back to her place. “I’ll drive.” She said quickly.
“Sure, I’m game. Just don’t bring Sunshine.” I pointed at her uncle wiping down the bar.
“Yeah, we kinda need to get soon, so he doesn’t see you leave with me.”
“Well, let’s get then.” I said, in my thickest redneck accent. We got up and headed for the door. I waited till we were outside to put my arm round her, and she guided me to her car.
“I live two blocks up, so you can get you car no problem when it’s daylight. It’s not safe to walk this in the dark.” We got into her car and drove the quick trip to her apartment. It was a bit of a dive, but the inside was clean. I sat on the couch and she got us both a beer.
When she sat down I asked, “What, are you trying to take advantage of me. I just started to sober up.”
“I like you Ryan, but I can’t do much with you right now. It’s my time, but I can do other things.” She kissed me, and put her hand on my cock. I was instantly hard. She stroked it through my pants, and licked my ear, biting my earlobe. I put my hand on her back and put the beer down, so I could play with her tits. They were firm and soft. Might have been implants, but they still felt good. I pinched a nipple and she moaned in my mouth. I moved my hand to her ass and squeezed it.
She pulled away and said, “Remember what I said. No further, it’s gross down there. Please?” The last word was almost begging, so I said okay. Man, some girls are weird about that.
I moved up, and started playing with her tits again. She took off her shirt and bra, and I sucked one into my mouth. I kissed her stomach, and noticed the sexy bellybutton ring; it had a jewel on it. I tickled it with my tongue, and licked my way back up to her tits. She took off her shoes and pushed me back on the couch. She pulled off her socks and told me to take my shirt off. I did as I was told and she put her soft feet on my chest. Rubbing them into my chest hair she pinched my nipples with her toes. I rubbed my calloused hands on her soft feet and kissed the ball of her foot. She pulled them back and rubbed them on my crotch, stroking my cock through my pants. I started to unzip my fly, but she stopped me. “I’ll do that.” She smiled as she used her toes to hold the top and the other foot to unzip me. She had some talent with monkey feet. She definitely liked to play. She fished one foot in to find my cock. “Um, soft boxers.” She purred. She got her toes through the front of my boxers, and used the other foot to fish my cock out. I’ve never ad a foot job before. I liked it so far. She ran her feet up and down on the shaft of my cock. Her long skinny toes look hot as hell rapped around me, and the little toe ring matched her gold nail polish. It felt wonderful, I just watched her fee and would look up to see her smiling, intently looking it her job at hand. My cock was throbbing, and the head was bright red, my veins were popping out. I was ready to come.
“Your gonna get a mess on your pretty feet, if you don’t watch out.” I breathed heavily.
“Hold that thought baby.” She smiled, and got on her knees in front of me. She took my cock into her hand. Looking up at me, she ran her tongue up the shaft, breathing hot wet breath on me. I felt my ass tighten as the shiver erupted through me. My eyes rolled back into my head as she rapped her whole mouth round me and sucked me into her hot mouth. It was so hot! I could feel my balls tightening, and my cock ached to cum. I growled and grabbed her head. When I thrust into her mouth, she sucked even harder. She wanted to taste me. I forced into her mouth one last time and filled her throat with my cum. She jacked and sucked me dry, then showed it to me. She smiled, open mouthed and played with my cum before swallowing it. I looked down at her, wearing nothing but her jeans. Beautiful. She got up as I put my cock away, and sat on my lap, resting her tits on my chest. I squeezed her ass and cupped her chin. We kissed and I moved a hand to her thigh. I caressed her leg as we kissed deeply. Moving up, I noticed something wasn’t right. She pulled away instantly, as I grabbed her crotch. “That’s not a fuckin’ pad!” I yelled as I threw her to the floor. “What the fuck! You’re a fuckin’ dude!” I stood over her, it, looking down in rage.
“Please, don’t hurt me!” She cried, tears welling up in her eyes. She covered her head with her arms, whimpering. My heart sank, and I felt sick to my stomach. I was so confused. I wanted to be angry, but I felt ashamed. I towered over it, no her. She was a girl. Maybe she wasn’t totally female, but she was all girl. I felt like a bully, a bastard who fed on people’s weakness. She had given me so much pleasure, and I just attacked her. “I’m sorry Ryan! Don’t hurt me, please!” She had crawled to a corner and curled into a fetal position, rocking back and forth.
“No.” I breathed shamefully. “I’m sorry. I won’t hurt you. I couldn’t hurt you. I had no right. Please forgive me. Please, get up. I’m the bastard here. I’ll leave now, Don’t be afraid of me. I’m sorry.” I turned, and picked up my shirt.
“You’re not going to hurt me? They always hurt me when they find out.” She lowered her arms and looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, red and wet with tears. My heart sank, I wanted to puke. I wanted to beat my head against a wall, to hurt myself like I’d hurt her.
“I’ll never hurt you. I’m sorry Alex. I’ll leave now.”
“Please, don’t go!” She jumped up. “Don’t go! You’re not mad?”
“You should be the one mad, not me. Don’t you want me to leave?”
“Not if you don’t want to. I’m confused, you’re not mad. I have a dick.”
“Yes, you do. Yes, I’m a little confused to. I don’t know what to do at this point. I’m not gay, but I’m attracted to you. I’m curious about you. Hell, I don’t even know what to call you!” She frowned and her lip quivered with that. “I’m sorry. That was uncalled for. You are definitely a girl.”
“I can be what ever you want me to be. If you’ll let me, if you’ll try to let me.” She smiled nervously.
“It’ll take some getting used to. Are you going to finish the transformation?”
“I was, but I have to save the money up first. I will return to Brazil for that. America has too much red tape. But it will be a while. Are you willing to work with me till then?” She put her hand on my shoulder, timidly caressing me. “It could be up to another year.”
“I’ll try, but you have to be patient with me to. You’re not going public with this are you?”
“God no! You’re the first who didn’t beat the hell out of me, when you found out. I’ve lived in four states because of this. I can’t go public.”
“How can I make it up to you? I’m sorry I acted like such a shit.”
“First, you could stay. Second, you could talk to me like I’m you’re girl and not some freak show. I want to be you’re girl.” I put my arms around her and kissed her. I wiped away he tears and carried her back to the couch.
“You wanna get naked, and let me get used to this?” I whispered. She smiled and undid her pants. I helped her pull them off and the thong she was wearing under them. Her cock was dangling in front of me. It was a bit strange to look at, but I wasn’t freaked out anymore. I reached out and cupped her balls. She gasped and started to pull away. “Are you okay? Did I go too far?” I asked.
She grinned and sat back on my lap. She took my hand and put it back between her legs. “I’m sorry baby, I’m not used to that.”
“Does it work? I mean can you get hard?” I asked nervously
“I don’t have the money for estrogen treatments, so yes. My breasts are implants, and the rest of me has always been girly. I was picked on in school for it, and I always wondered why I was born a boy. Do you want to see it hard?” She looked into my eyes hopefully. I could feel her getting thicker in my hand. She shaved everything down there. I stroked it like I stroke mine, and she moaned into my neck as she nuzzled under my chin.
“Lay down.” I pushed her down and climbed between her thighs like I was going to eat her out. I rubbed her cock on my chin and cheek. It was getting harder and was not a bad length. Not as thick as me, but about as long. I felt a little relief at that. If it was going to make it in my ass eventually, at least it wasn’t real thick. I ran my tongue up the shaft and cupped her balls. I didn’t know how to suck cock, so I tried to do what I would want. I stroked the shaft and bobbed my head up and down, sucking it hard. She was moaning and rubbing her feet on my back.
“I’m gonna cum, please stop.” I did as I was told since I wasn’t ready for that just yet. I kept stroking her though. “Will you fuck me? I want you to fuck me. I want to cum with your cock in my as.” I put my cock in her face.
“You might want to get it wet first” I smiled.
“There’s KY jelly in the drawer, for my ass.” She said a she took my cock in her mouth. “Think you can find it while I do this?” She said with the head between her lips. I giggled and she did to as I fished hastily in the drawer for the lube. I held it up like a sword and pulled the cap off. She spread her legs and brought them back to her chest, exposing her asshole. She spread her cheeks and sucked my cock hard. I forced myself to concentrate so I could apply the lube. I could see her smiling devilishly as I tried to do my deed. I put the tip to her asshole and squeezed some into her ass, and smeared some on the opening. I pulled my cock from her mouth and got between her legs.
“Spread it baby. Show me you want me inside you.” She spread her cheeks and raised her feet back to her head. I put some jelly on the tip of my cock. I put the head at the opening of her brown eye. I pushed the head into her ass. She closed her eyes and whimpered. “Am I hurting you?” I stopped and leaned in.
“Just a little. Go slow at first, but don’t stop. I want you to fuck me, not baby me. It hurts, but I like it. Fuck me, fuck my ass baby.” She spread her legs and stroked her cock. I pushed harder and slid my cock all the way in to the balls. I grabbed her ankles and started to fuck her faster. She rubbed her cock faster and moaned. I could feel her ass squeezing my cock. She was rocking up and down as I fucked her ass, and she started to shoot her cum all over her chest. I let go and rubbed it into her tits, and fucked her faster as I started to cum myself. “Cum in my ass! I want you to cum in me!” I let go and filled her full of my cum. Her ass was squishy and wet with my cum. I left it in her and leaned forward kissing her lips. She lifted her leg up and rolled to her side, pressing against me to hold me in. I laid behind her and held her close as I slowly fucked her ass for a while rubbing her belly and kissing her neck. We slowly drifted off to sleep.
I moved into her apartment the next day and we lived together for 8 months as a couple. I let her fuck me once in a while, but most of the time Alex wanted to be the girl. She moved back to Brazil and we kept in touch for a while, but she eventually stopped writing back. I wasn’t happy about that, but I got over it, and went on with my life. I do think about her a lot, and wish she would’ve came back to me. It goes without saying that I haven’t found a girl like her again.

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The Facts Of Life

A little girl runs out to the backyard where her father is working, and asks him, “Daddy, what’s sex?”
Her father sits her down, and tells her all about the birds and the bees. He tells her about conception, sexual intercourse, sperms and eggs. He goes on to tell her about puberty, menstruation, erections, wet-dreams…and he thinks, what the hell, and goes on to tell her the works.
He covers a wide and varied assortment of sub topics and by the time he’s finished, his daughter is somewhat awestruck with this sudden influx of bizarre new knowledge. Her father finally asks: “So what did you want to know about sex for?”
“Oh, mommy said to tell you lunch would be ready in a couple of secs…”

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Fantasm

Daddy comes home from work (pt. 8)

A few days had passed since my daughter and I’s fuck on the couch. Thinking about that still gave me wood. sometimes when I was working on a car I would be laying under it and remembered how she rode my cock and playing with her small tits while ground up and down on my shaft.
I didn’t work tonight so my wife asked me to go pick up Rosie from cheer-leading practice while she cooked dinner. Usually when I’m off I do the cooking, but tonight she offered to so I wasn’t going to argue, plus it gave me some alone time with my daughter and she looked so good in that little cheerleader outfit. I grabbed my keys and headed off to the middle school practice field to go pick her up. I got there just a little before they got done so I found a spot kinda close to park and sat and watched them finish up. After about ten minutes or so of watching Rosie get tossed around and doing flips they all filed out to there perspective rides and said bye to each other.
Rosie lit up when she saw me and ran the rest of the way to the car. She ran around to the passenger side and flew in the car and gave me a big hug then kissed me a little to passionately for being in public. I quickly pulled her off and looked around. Everyone else sitting around was to preoccupied loading there children in the car and trying to leave so no one noticed. As soon as I made sure we weren’t spotted I felt her flop into the seat next to me and her hand starts rubbing its way up my thigh to my crotch. “I’ve missed you Daddy. I hoped you’d make some time to see me before to long.”
“Ok baby, I missed you too, but you need to calm down before someone sees us and I get into trouble for molesting my own daughter.”
“Oh Daddy, no ones paying attention to us. All the mom’s are in too much of a rush to get home to pay attention and most of the dad’s are trying not to get caught checking out there own daughters.” She said while she started trying to unbutton my jeans.
“Whoa baby, at least let me get us out of the parking lot. Scoot over to your seat and put your seatbelt on.” I tried not to yell at her but I was really worried about getting caught on school grounds. She slid to her own seat and buckled up and I made my way out of the parking lot and on the road. When I got on the road I looked over at her and she had slid her bloomers and panties down and was slowly fingering her tight little pussy while watching me drive.
“I want you Daddy, I wanna feel you inside of me.”
“Oh, you naughty little slut. Fine, get over here but stay low so no one sees you.” She quickly yanked her seatbelt off and dove into my lap and immediately had my pants undone and my cock out and in her mouth. She was laying on her belly across the front seat and her skirt was still up around her waist from her playing with her pussy so I could now see her tight perky little ass hanging out. I took the steering with with my left hand and reached my right over and started massaging her ass and sliding my finger up and down the crack of it and around to her wet little cunt. I dug my finger into her pussy and she moaned on my cock. I started fingering her with my middle finger getting her good and wet, then I slid my finger back out and up around her anus then back to her pussy. I kept this up getting her asshole wet and lubricated then took my middle finger and started poking it into hers tight ass. When I got it in about to the first knuckle she let out a deep moan and started sucking on my balls while furiously jerking my cock with her left hand. I shoved my finger into the second knuckle and she let out a little squeal and her body shuttered. I think she was enjoying this. I pulled it out and dunked it deep into her pussy one more time then plunged it as deep as it would go into my daughters tight asshole.
“OH fuck Daddy, that feels soo good. Finger my ass, but find somewhere to park because I need you. My little pussy has been aching for you Daddy. It needs a good fucking.”
“Way ahead of you baby-girl,” I told her as I was making the exit to a nice little park where we could have some privacy. I kept pumping my finger in and out of her ass as she kept greedily sucking on my cock and playing with my balls. I pulled my finger out of her ass and pulled her skirt down as we pulled into the park so no one would see her ass through the window. I wasn’t really worried since my truck is pretty tall anyway, which is part of the reason why I didn’t stop her assault on my cock with her mouth. Plus, it felt really great. I got around the park and finally found a deserted section of parking and pulled my truck into a spot. As soon as I turned off the engine Rosie popped up and straddled me, lining her young pussy entrance to my fully erect cock and lowers herself down onto me. We both let out a moan when she sunk herself down onto me then she started bouncing up and down wasting no time fucking me deep and hard.
“Oh Daddy, I missed your cock. Oh it feels so good inside me, I love fucking your big dick Daddy, Ahhh…” She almost yelled out at me as she continued to fuck herself with my cock. I reached my right hand around and started playing with her asshole while she fucked me while other slid up her shirt and began fondling her little tits. “OH yeah Daddy, stick you finger up my ass while I fuck you.” To which I complied. I rammed my middle finger all the way back up her ass and started working it in and out as she ground down on my cock hard. “OH Daddy, I’m cumming for you. Oh, yyeaahhhh…” She wailed as she was overcome with and intense orgasm. I felt her body go rigid against me and her pussy walls clenched down around my cock and that sent me over the edge. I let loose a massive load of cum deep into her little hole. “OH I can feel you filling me up with you cum Daddy, Yes, dump your cum inside me Daddy, it feels so good” she said as she continued to twitch from her orgasm and I twitched inside her.

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Professor Gumbert

The lecture hall was full of idle students doodling in their notebooks as Professor Gumbert droned on about the technicalities of psychological basics and how the fathers of psychology paved the way for the better community of this generation.
Gumbert wore thick-rimmed glasses that seemed to attach themselves to his bulbous tipped nose, his large hands clasped beneath his behind as he paced the room. His gray eyes fell on the students with faint interest as he speculated which ones would drop out by the end of the next semester.
Many of the girls had a considerable amount of skin showing against brightly colored clothing, the smooth swell of their breasts and cleavage pronounced as a each girl slumped over her work. After years of seeing so many available skin on display for his pleasure, Gumbert was unmoved by the displays.
Every few semesters a single girl would stand out from all the rest with her magnificent endowments, the slant of her cleavage leading ones eyes from the bottom of her neck straight down to the curve of her calf, all connected with the fluid movement of her walk. Being a seasoned professor, Gumbert could spot one of these creatures with a busy glance. He knew his lecture was boring, and that he could do the speech in his sleep, and that was why he always chose that specific oratory for the very first day of courses: now he could drone on about the thoughts of Sigmund Freud while scoping the group for his beloved Aphrodite.
There was no telling where in the room the beauty may be, but Gumbert knew that he would find her before the half of the speech was out. As if he were reading a book, the scholar began his search at the left side of the room. His search had brought multiple failures accompanied with secret evaluation with almost a quarter of his speech complete. Gumbert couldn’t stop his heart from giving a pang of unhappiness of his empty efforts. Still focused on his task, Gumbert continued to talk and search, studying the inattentive face of his students.
His practiced speech was near to its end when he saw the most beautiful girl of the room sitting near the most top right corner of the lecture hall. Her black hair was falling out of a messy band of bright red, the poof of her hair creating a loose bun that rested on her crown.
Gumbert smiled a little as the gorgeous creature started when she realized her professor was staring at her. Her flexible tongue shyly slipped across her full, pink bottom lip as her brown eyes were shaded by her fluttering lids. A smudge of dark shadow accented the edge of her eyes, popping against the brilliant darkness of her mascara, the contrast of such deep colors against the pink hue of her mouth. The girl couldn’t have been more than nineteen and he found that she was absolutely glowing in her innocent discomfort of being watched; Gumbert was smiling as he finished his speech with a light heart given by his fulfilled efforts.
The first assignment was written on the board to barely audible huffs of indignation followed by paper ruffling as they were being torn out and flipped. Some students took a digital photo of the board and proceeded to not pay attention to the class while the other students listened intently to the lesson introduction. When Gumbert had finished his second speech, the undergrads started to leave.
Aphrodite was at the back of the que to the door and Gumbert felt lucky for this. Throughout the class he had been pondering about what she was doodling or thinking about. At times the aging man had to take a deep breath so he could stop imagining that the young vixen was adjusting herself to stop her pussy juices from staining her seat.
He saw that she was straggled behind the herd and made the decision to jump through the window of opportunity. With creaking joints, Gumbert stood up from his chair and strolled to the bottom of the stairs so he could meet up with this semester’s Aphrodite.
“Hello young lady,” he said with a sound of arrogance. Aphrodite looked up in shock, more tresses framing her face. Her red cardigan hung below the dark denim of her jeans held up by her dark brown belt that neatly held her white button-up.
“Hi,” she answered bluntly, momentarily forgetting her manners and unaware that her professor wanted to plant his mouth on her exposed cleavage. “I’m Lexi. Is there something you wanted to talk to me about sir?” the young student queried with fidgeting stature.
Gumbert wetted his lips, allowing his eyes to look at the small swell of her belly just above her belt before allowing her an answer. “It looks like you were following the lesson rather fairly Ms. –”
“Michellie.”
“..Ms. Michellie. I must admit that you seem a bit young for most of my students,” hinted the professor, making it seem as if she were in trouble. Gumbert didn’t bother to give a thought of how the girl may react and was astounded to see a lovely blush of anger grace her cheeks as water gathered at her corners.
Her reaction made her a sight of untouchable beauty but he panicked at the tears. The overactive tears made his nerves go numb. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. I know that the first day is rough, but it’s nothing to cry over,” Gumbert amended to his student, attempting to voice concern.
Lexi smeared her shadow when she wiped her tear away. “No, no: you’re fine. I know I look young, I mean I only turned 18 a few months ago. My hormones are just acting up from my pregnancy. Almost 3 months in, I am!” the teen offered as she dabbed a crumpled tissue against her skin.
“Well, congratulations,” Gumbert exclaimed, hoping that the Aphrodite wouldn’t be hesitant to cheat, if she did have a beau. “Your fianc?s a lucky man.”
“I have no fianc?I don’t even have a boyfriend! The father wasn’t ready to be a father. I don’t blame him either; the condom breaking wasn’t his fault.”
Silence covered the two for a few awkward seconds as Lexi sniffled. For a girl smart enough to get herself into college, she was completely oblivious to the middle-aged man that couldn’t keep his eyes off the plunging neckline that led straight to the tight fitting jeans.
Lexi heaved a sigh before heading down the stairs, ready to get to her next class. Thinking quick, Gumbert stopped her and asked her to his office. Without even asking the reason why he wanted to see her, Lexi agreed and followed him to a back office.
“It’s a shame you’ve no male counterpart to help with the child. Of course, there is always time for you to find someone new. I suppose it’s a horrible grate on your nerves,” spoke the professor as his target made herself comfortable in one of the chairs.
Her gaze glimpsed at the clock, “Uh, yes. The hormones make my mood swings worse by a tenfold. It’s interesting to go from dizzying nausea to the horniness of a campus slut.”
The two chuckled as Gumbert thought of his Aphrodite being a slut for him. A small tingling in his pelvic region turned into a continuous buzz of lust, his shaft beginning to lengthen.
“Being the campus slut is supposedly a fun life,” he commented nonchalantly, taking his seat behind the desk. Her fidgeting to his comment didn’t go unnoticed, the specific swivel of her hips allowing him to think that she was adjusting her moistening cunt because of his speculation. Small bumps arose where Gumbert assumed her nipples to be, confirming his suspicions.
“I heard from a friend’s older sibling that it was. Admittedly, the thought can excite me when my mood swings turn to lust,” blushed the young mother-to-be.
“Ever thought of dabbling in the lifestyle?” Gumbert’s brows raised at the question.
Lexi’s eyes widened as she felt the underlying proposal of his query. She had not felt the throws of a passionate night sparked by the touch of a man for almost 3 months now and she was going crazy for a desire to get fucked. She was now thinking of the last fuck she experienced and now she was imagining her professor in the place of her last lover.
With juices flowing from her pink crevice, Lexi shrugged in attempt of making the idea seem normal. “I haven’t really thought about it,” she said.
Her nipples had hardened even more now, the bumps clearly visible from his position. Now, her pussy was so wet that she was constantly moving about in her chair, a new blush tinting her cheeks.
“Well, would you ever consider trying it? A sexy woman like you would certainly have an easy time of finding volunteers,” he grinned at her.
“Sir, are you suggesting that you would be one of those volunteers?”
“Only if you want a good grade in this course, Lexi.”
The teen couldn’t believe this was happening to her, but she saw it as the perfect opportunity to relieve her pent-up horniness. Without even thinking about it, Lexi stood up and dropped her purse to the ground, clunks reverberating in the room as she pulled her cardigan off her shoulders. In another minute she was unbuttoning her shirt.
Her flush skin glowed in the light of his office as Gumbert didn’t bother to hide his staring eyes. His gaze outlined the inner curves of her plump breasts, judging that the mounds were perfectly fit for his hand.
Gumbert lounged in his chair as he watched the girl make her over the desk to him, the sway of her hanging breasts mesmerizing him. His trance was upset by her slim hand tugging at the zipper of his pants, the huge tent of his erect cock getting in the way. The length of his shaft fully erect, bobbed at its freedom before it was clasped into Lexi’s soft hand.
He let his eyes close with a smile on his face with the first few strokes of her palm, the feel of her skin on his warm rod making him harder. It wasn’t long before her painted lips were wrapped around his girth, the wet warmth of her throat slathering his throbbing dick with her slippery saliva.
Lexi’s hot, wet mouth pleased Gumbert’s shaft, her tongue expertly rolling around the tip. His hips were pumping into her mouth as his moans started to rise. Her dark locks were now unraveled from her messy bun and hung down her back in large curls.
“That’s it you pregnant little slut, suck my fucking cock,” Gumbert spat at his student. “Fucking work for that grade.” A small tugging on Lexi’s scalp made her become aware that his hand was entangling itself in her hair. It was now the work of his hand that made her head bob up and down on his stiff member.
“Ooh yes you horny cunt. Mmm get that cock down your throat you stupid whore.” Gumbert was hissing at her through clenched teeth, the onslaught of an impending orgasm bubbling up inside him.
His throbbing cock synced with her juicing cunt, her spasming walls going crazy as her tongue flew over his sensitive shaft. She knew that his overly throbbing rod was the tell-tale sign of his beginning orgasm. When the first rope of cum shot the back of her throat, Lexi eagerly sucked harder, allowing herself enough room to gulp down the delicious liquid down her throat.
After numerous shots from the tip of his cock head, Lexi kept sucking the still hard cock of her aging professor; even if she had wanted to stop sucking his dick, she couldn’t because of his pushing hand. For minutes, she kept at her job of sucking his cock, successfully pulling her bra and belt off her body. When a fresh load of cum was making the middle of his shaft, Gumbert pulled the girl off his crotch and made her stand nude in front of him.
The nude form of his Aphrodite glowed in the sliver of sunlight in the office, her swelling breasts flowing into the curve of her growing stomach and spilling down to her slimming legs. Deliberately, Gumbert cupped his strong hand around her damp vulva. Sweet girl cum slicked the palm of the professor’s hand as he softly ground into her slippery mound.
Lexi cooed and sighed with pleasure as her teacher pleasured her lonely cunt. She widened her legs to allow his thick digits to enter her tunnel and massage the velvety inner walls of her pussy.
Once two of his fingers were inside her warmth, he pushed them in and out, rubbing her walls gently. With only a few strokes of his penetrating fingers, Lexi started to bounce and roll her hips, wanting more of his fingers inside her.
“I know you like that,” he whispered hoarsely before licking her hard nipples. “Tell me what you want Lexi.”
No answer was made for a few moments as Lexi enjoyed the feel of his fingers filling her lubricated gash. “Oh, please,” she begged through her pants, “Please drive your cock in me! Please let me bounce up and down on your cock Mr. Gumbert.”
Gumbert grinned at his student and pulled his fingers out of the tight cavern of her privates only to slap her erect clit. Lexi gasped at the slap and moaned as her professor’s hand landed on her throbbing clit again and again.
His other hand gripped his cunt-hungry cock and pulled her wide hips towards him, her knees falling to straddle his waist. Their slippery crotches rubbed against each other, her drenched slit opening to hug the tip of his cock. Her depths sucked his cock inside and the two moaned in unison.
Lexi rolled her hips as her professor slapped his hand against her ass. The globe of her ass jiggled with her every bounce, with his every slap the jiggles multiplied. Their hips rocked back and forth against each other, the young girl’s swollen tits bouncing happily with every move.
Gumbert groaned as his hands pulled Lexi’s body down onto his cock. Their juices filled the room with a scent of sex, some of their mixture flecking the crotch of his trousers. Some of Lexi’s youthful juices slipped from her proud clit and onto the front of his shirt, the rub of her sensitive bud making her moans become more frantic.
“Oh, Professor Gumbert! Your cock feels so good in my tight cunt! Mmm get m my pregnant ass to come all over your dick,” the young girl begged with frantic as her body bounced harder, getting his length deep enough to feel her cervix bumped by his tip.
His mouth clamped onto her pink pebble of her tit while his hips bucked harder into her welcoming crevice. With just three more thrusts, Gumbert released a fresh load of his sperm into her pregnant womb. Mighty spurts erupted from his orgasm, the couple’s genitalia ground together with a fever of passion
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Lexi’s walls massaged and milked her professor’s cock with gusto, her own orgasm triggered with the jabbing ropes of his cum. Cum went down Gumbert’s still cock and covered his skin with her love juices, her tense body spasming against his slumping shoulders.
The two stayed slumped against each other, catching their breath. They held each other close, the scent of sex still lingering about them. For a brief time, the two were close friends who had shared a strong connection; that connection was broken when they felt Gumbert’s wet cock slip from Lexi’s hole.
After his slip, the rest of the time seemed to melt into a blur. In what seemed to be seconds, Lexi had wiped herself free of cum, pulled all her clothes on and gathered her belongings. Another second gone and the student escorted herself out of the office, leaving her professor to fix himself before going out to his next lecture

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Reading Allowed, Pt.1

Since spitfiredhoni94 stole the first three chapters of this story and posted them as his/her/its own on this site I thought I’d better set the record straight: these stories were written by myself and my co-author lamignonne, and posted on bdsmlibrary.com in November of last year.

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My tranny fantasy

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I had a secret, I wanted to be with a tranny. A shemale. A ladyboy. A chick with a dick. I don’t know why, but it’s something I wanted to try. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not gay and I didn’t want some guy wearing lingerie. I wanted someone I could believe was a legitimate woman, who just happened to have a dick. So here’s the story of my exploration.
(I had a membership with an adult “dating” site. I wasn’t too serious about it, mainly just used it to watch videos and look at pictures that I could believe came from a real person. I had traded emails with one person on there, she was a very large black woman. She also had huge tits. I never met her but we traded lots of text messages, mostly sexual in nature. We talked a lot about how she would love to be the first to make me fall in love with the so-called chocolate pussy, and how much she wanted my white chocolate cock in her ass. We even explored the idea of buying her a strapon and having some deviant fun but the time was never right. One night she texted me, she was horny, and wanted to cum but couldn’t go anywhere. I asked her what I could do, expecting some sexting and pics of her masturbating that would get us both off. Instead she sent me a message telling me to jack off thinking about her and send a picture of me cumming. This was a new level for me, and I wasn’t sure how to get the pic at first, but I finally figured it out. So I sent her the pic as soon as I had it, soft dick in my hand, and cum all over me. By the time I was cleaned up with my shorts back on I had a reply. She said I was a good boy, and she came really hard seeing my cum shooting up out of my hard dick like that, imagining I was shooting on her tits. She attached a pic of her licking her huge glistening dildo, I jacked off to that later. Maybe we would have to make the time right some day. But that’s a different story, and I need to stop rambling and get back on track.)
So, I had finally decided I was going to start looking at the *tranny* section, and when I did the results covered the spectrum. From gay guys who figured they had a better shot advertising there, to “women” wanting relationships with straight men, only 1 dick in that relationship. I clicked around for a while, exploring what was out there, and finally started sending emails. I would tell them that I was a straight man looking to experience a shemale. I got a few “thanks but no thanks” replies, and more than a few of my emails were never returned. However, I did get some positive replies, mostly from crossdressers, but a few from the “gifted” women I sought. I did trade some emails with a few of the crossdressers, their talk of being balls deep in a straight ass did turn me on a bit, but mostly we chatted and they jacked off to me.
One day I logged in and saw I had a message from a member with private settings, I never emailed then. But when I clicked on the message I saw she had attached pictures along with a message expressing interest in being my first experience. She was stunning, blonde, nice big tits, and an ass that would take your breath away, exactly what I was looking for. She was wearing panties in all of the pics and seemed to enjoy hiding her secret from me.
We chatted for a few weeks, trading some more pics, but I never did see her take the panties off. And from the frontal shots I was starting to doubt her credentials, but either way I couldn’t stop now. Within a couple days of the first text we were texting each other all day, talking about all sorts of things, sex talk fell by the wayside for a while.
A few weeks later I had a unexpected day off, on a Friday even. This was unprecedented for me. I texted her in my excitement, and without thinking accepted her offer to come over that evening. I even went out and bought a gallon of juice, supposedly the pineapple made cum taste better, I wondered if she was doing the same. As the hour grew nearer I started to realize what I was getting myself into, and it showed in my texts. She asked if I was freaking out, and when I replied that I didn’t think I could touch a cock or ass, much less return any pleasure she reassured me we would take it very slow, and no reciprocation was necessary. So I packed an overnight bag, including extra condoms and a small bottle of lube, just in case, and started getting ready.
I knew she liked hair on a man, just not a hairy dick and balls, she didn’t like hair in her mouth, so I trimmed back the undergrowth before hopping in the shower. She had gently asked me to make sure my asshole was clean, out of politeness, and I understood and hoped she did the same. Squeaky clean I got out and dried off, then pulled on the clothes I had picked to make a good impression. Boxer briefs to show off my package and ass when the jeans that did the same came off. Leather belt to add to the suspense when she sarted undressing me, and a semi-tight t-shirt/A-shirt combo to accentuate my upper body. All on top of my cleanest pair of boots and topped off with a light spritz of cologne and my Mossy Oak hat.
I pulled into her driveway with just enough time to take a deep breath before grabbing my bag and going to the door. She opened it just as I got there, and she was simply gorgeous, she obviously put even more effort into the first impression than I did. I stepped inside, saw the shoes lined up and took off my boots as she took my bag and set it aside. With the boots off she was a bit taller than me, and I stood there unsure what to do until she took my hand, spun me around, sighed deeply and then led me to the couch. She explained that she hadn’t planned dinner for another 45 minutes so that we would have time to talk and get me comfortable with her. She complimented me on looking nice, and I did the same, blushing a bit the whole time.
We sat on the couch quietly for a few minutes, me fidgeting nervously and her running her eyes up and down me. Finally she turned on the tv, a good sitcom was showing, and snuggled into my chest. I was frozen until she pulled my arm around her shoulders, putting my hand on her breast. It was firm, the nipple was hard, and through the T-shirt I could tell it was very soft, I started to get hard, and my jeans started getting a little tight. She must have been waiting for it because she started stroking my cock through my jeans, running her fingers from bases to head and back, feeling the girth, and playing with my balls a bit. We sat there like that until the show ended, and all through the next, I was still too nervous explore the rest of her body, and she didn’t want to rush anything. As soon as the credits rolled on the 2nd episode she squeezed my cock and bounced up, exclaiming that it was time for dinner. She swayed over to the fridge, and offered me a beer which I gladly accepted, but before she handed it to me she explained her rule about drinks: Before each drink you had to remove an article of clothing. I agreed to her rules and, feeling bold, pulled off my T-shirt leaving me with my undershirt still on. With a nod of approval she handed me my beer and grabbed one for herself. She popped the top and moved to drink but I stopped her and reminded her of the rule. She giggled and winked, saying she was just testing me, and did a little dance as she pulled off her socks then took a swig of the beer. She set her beer down and handed me 2 steaks from the fridge, corn on the cob in foil, along with salt and pepper, she took the spatula and a large plate as she led me out on the porch to a charcoal grill. She started the coals as I opened the steaks and sprinkled a dash of salt and pepper across the tops. While we waited for the coals to finish we both finished our drinks, she went in and got 2 more before reminding me of the rule. Not wanting to completely reveal the major erection I had I pulled off my undershirt, with a wink she followed with her shirt giving me an amazing view of her D cup tits sitting in a half cup bra. My jeans were suddenly getting very tight.
The coals were ready by now, so I stepped up and laid the steaks and corn out with a sizzle, as she moved behind me and started caressing my body. Her hands roamed up my arms, over my shoulders, down my back and back up, around to my chest and down to the bulge in my pants. She gave my hard cock a squeeze while whispering in my ear that she couldn’t wait to taste it and my cum after she felt it deep in her ass. I had to concentrate very hard on the steaks to keep from ruining dinner. Then her hands moved around, grabbed my ass, and she whispered that she would love to be inside my tight firm ass if I would let her, strangely my dick jumped a little at this. She only stopped exploring my half-nude body long enough to drink her beer. We both finished our drinks just before the steaks were done, and carried in the food and trash, she set the table while I unwrappd the corn and washed up.
When I came back from using the bathroom she was drinking another beer and holding one for me, but she hadn’t removed any more clothing. I mentioned this and said that I shouldn’t have to strip as a penalty, she countered that I agreed to the rule but she would give me a lap dance after dinner. I could tell she wouldn’t budge so I pulled off my jeans and sat down beginning to serve the food, she had put our plates beside each other on the table. She set down her beer, reached around behind her and her bra dropped to the floor. I stared as they bounced, sagged slightly, and settled on her chest. I could tell they were fake but they were just the right amount o firm and perky with a real looking sag and bounce. Amazing. She laughed at my expression and sat down, crossed her legs and relaxed as she said it was my turn. I sudenly realized I only had two more articles of clothing before I would be nude, I grinned as I had an idea. I went back to the bathroom, and took off my boxers, walking back in just my jeans I tossed them to her. She laughed and said we should eat before it got cold.
We ate fairly quietly, our mouths were busy chewing, but we stared at each others bodies the entire time. I was captivated by the slow rise and fall of her tits, and how her nipples were hard from the attention. She split her attention between my shirtless torso, and my still, for now, clothed groin. By the time we finished our meal we both realized how silly we looked and laughed for a good 5 minutes. We cleaned up the table, and she grabbed another beer, I held out my hand for one but she said none for me, if I had anymore I would have a hard time getting hard enough to fuck her face and ass. I nodded, and asked if that was the case should she be drinking, she asked if I really wanted her to be hard, I nodded and said I wanted it all. She smiled and said that a big hard dick being shoved down her throat and up her ass always got her hard. I smiled and asked which piece of clothing she would be taking off, she told me to go wait on the couch and I’d find out.
Once I sat down I heard her voice frm the kitchen telling me to find something on tv, and once the tv was on she turned off the lights. I surfed around and saw that she had some porno channels, I found a good one with two hot trannys fucking a chick. She must have seen what I was watching because she laughed and told me not to jerk at all, she didn’t want me cumming without her. I sat there for a few minutes watching the chick getting railed hard by two dicks, when I heard a noise and looked over to see Teri crawling towards me wearing nothing but some black lace boy shorts. She crawled between my knees, and started licking my nipples, working her way down my body and opening my jeans until she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. I groaned in pleasure, after all the build up the warmth and wetness of her mouth was amazing. As she started taking me deeper she pulled my pants all the way off, when they came off she deepthroated my dick, her tight throat almost made me cum but I pulled her head off and sat there panting. She looked hurt and asked what she did wrong, so I told her that I had to stop her or I would have came, and I didn’t want to yet. She giggled and said that if I was going to enjoy tonight I had to let her be in charge, then she swallowed my cock again. As I watched her bobbing up and down, twisting and pulling her nipples, I came, she swallowed all of it but the last squirt, which she held in her mouth. When I was done and she had sucked the last drops out of me she stood and turned around, pushed her panties down, and sat next to me. I looked over and smiled, her cock was just above average in size, completely shaven, and somehow looked very feminine. While I was staring she spit my cum into her hand and started jerking her cock with it, I was speechless. She saw my expression and laughed, then said that any minute now I should be ready to go again, this time deep in her tight ass, the beers were a special brand that reduced the time between orgasms, and increased semen production. She sighed and said that now I could give her hard cock and big creamy loads all night long, and sure enough as I sat there watching her stroke her cock mine grew hard again, she fondled my balls and told me they were just as big as last time. I asked her what would happen if I had another beer, and she said that my cock probably would stay hard and my loads would get bigger. Her voice trailed off as she scampered into the kitchen, returning with an open beer, while I chugged it she led me up to her bedroom and bent over the bed wiggling her delectable ass.
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CAROL, GLORIA AND ME

In a recent story ELEVEN INCHES FOR CAROL I described how my wife Carol’s whole body was trembling with sexual excitement as she orgasmed and squirted in huge gushes while Karl was driving his eleven-inch erection into her arse while I watched.
“And you owe me baby, I want that gorgeous sex bomb girlfriend Gloria of yours next week while you watch.”
“Okay, deal, look forward to it,” she smiles.