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Will’s new old home: Part 1

Ms. Lewis has a session with Pierce, Brook learns about Rachel, and Rachel is completely and totally fucking insane…I mean I created her, but still, she is just crazy, so fucking crazy!!

Shipwrecked 7, and final

I wrote this story a while ago for a friend, and she liked it so much, she posted it. I have decided to write some more, so I am re-posting this story under my name, with a couple adjustments and the appropriate tags. I am interested in useful comments and seeing how it’s rated, so please feel free. THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION, INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY. TO ANY PERSON OF ANY AGE. NAMES, CHARACTERS, PLACES AND INCIDENTS ARE FROM THE AUTHOR’S WARPED IMAGINATION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL EVENTS, OR LOCALES OR PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD, IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL.

Train Ride

Train Ride
The alarm sounded to get me out of bed to face another day, not that I needed it I was already awake and getting ready to head off to work after being woken by my daughter Sophia practising her piano. I did not mind, she was a great kid and she had a real talent on the piano. I heard Lina, my wife of 10 years preparing breakfast in the kitchen as I rose and made my way into the shower. Some may have called my life humdrum but I was happy with my routine and more than content with my life. I was an executive in a large toy company with a gorgeous wife and a very smart daughter waiting for me when I got home every night from work.
I hurried downstairs and grabbed the sandwich Lina had prepared on my way out of the house.
“Hey” Lina called
“Where’s my kiss?”
I turned and pulled her tiny frame up against me and kissed her hard on the lips, turned and hurried for the door.
“If I get caught by Mrs Sarno it’s your fault” I yelled as I closed the door behind me. Laughing to myself I turned and ran down the stairs only to see Mrs Sarno standing at her gate waiting for me. I cussed under my breath and then greeted her.
“Good morning Mrs Sarno”
“Well hello dear boy” she replied “it looks like the late train for you this morning Bello”
The dear old woman did not realise how much I resented that frequent statement of hers. You see there was the 7:45 train that was an express from my station to the city with only 2 stops on the way that took 15 minutes to get to work. If I missed this train the next was at 8 and stopped all stations taking 45 minutes to get to work, standing up and getting me there just in time to start work with no coffee or time to relax before I started. Sure the 7:45 got me there to early but I didn’t mind catching up with work mates over a coffee after having a comfortable trip into work but on average this happened once or twice a week if lucky and I owed it all to Mrs Sarno. She had made a habit of catching me nearly every morning for two years since we moved in to tell me all manner of stories. I didn’t have the heart to tell her she was making me late and keep moving and so most of my days began in a rush.
After hearing all about her eldest sons visit in the coming fall and all the plans they had made I ran to see if I could still make the 7:45. As I flew down the subway stairs I was just in time to see the 7:45 speeding off into the distance. I couldn’t help but cuss and take a seat to catch my breath for a couple of minutes before taking my place on the front of the platform with the slim chance that front position may get me a seat for my 45 minute trip.
The train arrived and I moved effortlessly into the carriage being pushed by the crowd more or less. As suspected I did not manage to be rewarded with a seat for the trip and so grabbed the overhead rail and tried to come up with a topic to occupy my mind until I arrived in the city. I closed my eyes and thought about the upcoming holidays and the snow trip I had organised for my two beautiful girls. I had to be careful that the trains rocking and swaying did not put me to sleep as I planned the trip in my head.
It was just after the train’s second stop that i became aware of something pressing into the front of my pants. I was used to being squashed in between strangers and also quite accustomed to otherwise awkward situations being the norm on these trips into work as there was a severe lack of space and nothing anyone could do about it. No one seemed to care much as they understood the situation and usually I did too. However this was different. I distinctly felt a fingertip running along the length of my penis on top of my trousers and then tracing it again before squeezing the now slightly firm tip between a finger and thumb.
I looked down but being a tall man of 6’5 could only see the tops of heads. I could not even put my arms down as I had a head nestled firmly under each armpit and was that tightly packed amongst the crowd that I was temporarily powerless do anything about the situation. I began to panic. What should I do? Who was doing this? What were they thinking? I was a happily married man who had always been faithful to my wife and now someone other than her was groping at my genitals. My body began to betray me as the rubbing continued and then to my disbelief I felt my trousers being unzipped and my penis bobbed out of my pants into the cool air. I felt my eyes bug out of my head and my heart began to race. I struggled to move away, to escape but to no avail. Then in one paralysing move I felt the now swollen head of my penis slip into the warmth of my assailant’s mouth. I closed my eyes and dropped my head so as to not make a spectacle of myself.
My head raced with thought after thought. Who was doing this? Was it someone I knew? Was it a young person or old? Was it even a female? What if it was not? Was the guy that was looking at me from in front of the door two 5 metres away aware of what was happening? Was the fact that somewhere deep inside I was enjoying this indication that I was gay?
My assailant moved clumsily licking and sucking my rebellious member as it grew to full erection. I hoped and prayed that it was not a male mouth wrapped around my throbbing knob. I hoped it was a lady, a beautiful lady. Perhaps a supermodel that was longing for a sexual encounter that was out of the public eye so to speak. What was I thinking? I was trying to make this betrayal of my marriage vows acceptable. I was enjoying being fellated by a complete stranger, what kind of monster did this make me?
I pressed my eyelids down harder and tried to imagine that it was my wife with her mouth around my cock head. Sure it was, I mean it was our anniversary in 3 weeks and this was her present. Never mind that I had left her less than quarter of an hour ago in our kitchen and she had no way possible of making the train before me to set this up.
A delicate little hand massaged my balls as the mouth now began sliding up and down my length, exploring my genitals. Gently touching and teasing it and then become bolder with every move.
It felt fantastic then horrible then marvellous then perverted. I was experiencing a once in a lifetime encounter that others only dream of but at the same time betraying my wife and family, betraying even myself if I admitted to even an ounce of pleasure from this attack.
It seemed to go on for hours as my assault continued. Panic and guilt gave way more and more to pleasure as my assailant grew bolder and more skilful in their assault on my trembling shaft. I felt a pair of small hands on my buttocks as my abuser increased their intake of my penis and pulled me into their mouth. I bottomed out in their throat but they continued to thrust my cock in and out of their hungry mouth. I could not help but make comparison with my wife’s oral skill and was ashamed to admit that my attacker would be my preferred fellator if ever faced with the ridiculous choice.
My attacker increased the intensity of their assault stroking my shaft vigorously at the same time as sucking ferociously, hungrily on my throbbing cock head. Defenceless my body gave way and my treacherous cock exploded in my assailant’s mouth. Temporarily I thought that this was at least some payback for the disorder they had brought upon my life until I realised it was more reward than punishment as they sucked and swallowed every drop of my seed down their hungry mouth.
Had I let go of the overhead rail I would have collapsed in a heap over the crowd. Just then I faintly acknowledged the name of my station being announced over the speaker. My assailant had returned my disloyal member to its place within my trousers and now I would find out who the perpetrator of this unwanted attack was. As the crowd poured out of the carriage doors I looked down and then left followed by right but my desperate search revealed no clue as to who my attacker had been. There were many suspects but in reality everyone I laid eyes on could have been a suspect.
It could have been the beautiful blonde that no doubt was a model or if not could be if she wished or it could be the young man with the impeccably matched attire that had been lost to his my vision as soon as the ride had started. For all I knew it could have been the old Italian Lady that hurried away from the carriage looking back over her shoulder frequently as she left.
I sat on a chair in the subway trying to come to grips with the events of the last half an hour. I tried hard to convince myself that it was all a bad dream the more I tried the more it seemed like a dream come true.
All day I struggled foolishly to get work done with no avail. A million thoughts raced through my mind. Should I go to the police? What would I tell them? Would they believe me? Why would they? Had I done something to somebody to encourage this attack? Was it after all a loving yet perverted gift from my wife?
Over the next few weeks I got no answers and my questions became overpowering. I frequently thought that I must have been attacked by an experimenting youth or a lonely housewife and that it was a closed chapter. I wanted to believe that it was my wife but after more and more snooping that option became more and more unlikely. Part of me wanted to know who and why so I could place myself in their path of attack again and feel the soothing warmth of their lips upon my aching cock once more.
I chose not to go to the police and had all convinced myself that it was a one off event when it happened a second time.
I was late like the first time but had managed to get a seat. I sat between two old ladies with both of their husband’s big old asses in my face wishing I had not got a seat and doing my best to breathe. The train ride started and then stopped just as suddenly throwing everyone on the train forward with a jolt. As the train was so packed there was not much of an impact I imagine however I myself was thrown onto my knees on the floor. When I went to return to my chair someone had stolen my seat.
I was livid, I could not move and so would have to remain on my knees for 45 minutes until we arrived in the city and I had banged myself up against someone’s knees in the fall. The train started and I did my best to get m ore comfortable when all of a sudden a hand gripped the back of my head.
“What the……” I murmured as my head was drawn toward the knees that had been the cause of my throbbing headache.
Is my head drew near the knees parted and my face was drawn deeper and deeper in between the parting thighs until my face was hard up against this stranger’s pussy. Once more I struggled to free my hands and brake free but I was trapped by the crowd.
It was question time again. Was this the same attacker? Why would someone wear no underwear on the train? Was this person stalking me? What had I done to them?
My thoughts went back to the first encounter. I had struggled unsuccessfully and had missed some of the thrill this situation had to offer. I began to look at the situation from a different angle. If this was in fact my wife I owed it to her to satisfy her to the best of my ability and if not……….. Well I convinced myself that it was and dove in hungrily.
If this was my wife she had shaved since I had last seen her pussy. I could not see much but my attacker was soft and sweet smelling, she was clean and tasted delicious. She tasted of berries and was very small and tight. I knew it was not my wife now but chose to believe it was. I circled her lips clockwise and then back in the opposite direction with the tip of my tongue. My reward was nectar purer and sweeter than any I had ever known. I drank of it and then went in for more. I could tell that my assailant no matter how young or old was not use to the service I provided as she came easily again when I thrust my tongue in and out of her sopping wet slit. I sucked on her turgid clitoris and flicked it with my tongue bringing about her final orgasm before we reached the city.
As I clambered out from between her legs I caught a glimpse of a small tattoo on her ankle that was a heart with a name on it. I guessed it may be a friend or a relative that had passed away and tried to rise and see her face before she escaped but one of the fat assed Italian men got in my way and again my assailant escaped. But I had narrowed it down to a blonde airline stewardess obviously making her way to work, a nerdy looking college girl in a letterman jacket and a small woman with long silky black hair down to her backside with a hat on. They were all attractive in their own right but what was I doing? I was becoming more comfortable with this mystery mistress. I was becoming less of a victim and more of an adulterer.
At work all my thoughts were dominated by this mystery assailant, at home I grew more distant from my wife and daughter. I arrived late at work after taking an extra train ride hoping to bump into my mystery lover one more time. I was forced to take a couple of weeks off to sort out my affairs which I planned to do without my wife’s knowledge. I caught trains all day and all night and got home later and later. I told my wife work had picked up but the extra hours would not be forever. My deceit was my obsession and my obsession was becoming my downfall. I wasn’t eating but was drinking heavily. I had lost weight and looked like a wreck.
Then it happened as before, I was on the morning train that would normally take me to work. I was standing in the doorway surveying the crowd on board. There were many women that could have been my anonymous lover but none of them looked suspicious. The train moved off and I made sure my hands were above my head as was my practice these days. I did not want them to be pinned at my side. Although I was jammed tightly amongst other passengers I was sure I could not be trapped as before. There were only male passengers around me which frustrated me as I knew it meant nothing would happen today. The train reached the first of many stops and the doors opened. A few more sardines squeezed into the can and the doors closed tightly. This was the biggest crowd for a while and I was finding it hard to breathe. One of the men in front of me turned side on and his ass pressed against me, or so I thought.
Like the first time I felt a hand rubbing my cock through my trousers. My heart felt relief and my cock began to rise. My unknown lover freed my cock from my pants but who could it be? I looked about and realised that again my hands were trapped above my head and my assailant was not visible to me. This is what I told myself, this is what I believed. My cock was now resting on the soft smooth skin of a stranger’s ass. A hand grabbed and guided my cock between their cheeks. A silky smooth pair of pussy lips kissed the tip of my prick and hesitated. The train whistle blew and the train slowed suddenly at the next stop. Unexpectedly my attacker was impaled on my cock and her ass dropped as I felt her legs buckle and her body shudder. She composed herself and our bodies rocked back and forth in time with the movements of the train. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the ride. I filled my assailant with my seed once and then continued. I barely began to shrink before the thought of what was happening and the feeling combined made me rock hard again. My lover came many times and refused to stop pumping.
Then as quickly as it happened the doors flung open at the last stop before the city and she was gone. I quickly zipped up my pants and ran out of the carriage. I was just in time to see a familiar hat and long black hair disappear off the top of the escalator and tried to run but was stopped by the crowd. I went to wipe the sweat from my face but noticed the blood on my hands before quickly exiting into the first bathroom I came across. I cleaned myself up and then sat in a cubicle.
How old was this girl? Why me? This had gone far enough and would only end in disaster it thought. I decided to head home and tell my wife everything and then I would go to the police and report it to. I headed across the platform and caught the first train back home very shaky and scared. I had been a fool but it was over now. I even felt better as I neared my house and walked up the steps.
When I went inside no one was home so I went upstairs to clean up. I put on some washing then showered and went to put on some fresh clothes. As I walked past Sophie’s room I caught sight of something that sent a chill up my spine. I walked in and across the room and from under her bed I saw part of the same familiar hat. I pulled it out and attached to it was a long black silky wig. The tattooed ankle flashed in my mind only this time I could see what was written clearly. It read ‘Daddy’. Om my god what had I done. I sat on the edge of her bed with my head in my hands but did not know she had come in until I smelt her………’berries’.
She walked across the room and pressed my confused and grief stricken face between her beautiful perky naked tits and said
“It’s ok Daddy, I will look after you. Everything will be fine”

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Curious Josh

This is my first story, took me a while and i would say im glad to say its done. Please posative comments, or constructive ones. It took a lot of work dont say “This sucks” Tell me what is wrong with it. Again this is my first story

The Misadventures of Taylor and Selena

The Misadventures of Taylor and Selena
This story was not written by me it was written by SadoRuski
Taylor Swift and Selena Gomez sold more than music. They sold two similar and highly successful images. They were both marketed as young, beautiful, squeaky clean, innocent and sweet young singers and actresses. All of their appearances were carefully set up and choreographed. Every movie, every song, every trip in front of a camera had to portray the same image. And for all intents and purposes those were apt descriptions. The two friends were indeed very sweet girls. Most of all, the two young women had little to complain about. Thanks in part to this portrayal; they were two very successful entertainers with most of their careers still in front of them.
But even two sweet and innocent girls needed a break. Acting like little goody two shoes all the time could become very tiring. Every once in a while the two friends needed to break character and be a little naughty. This was the reason for the concert. Managing to avoid their handlers as well as the paparazzi, the girls snuck out of their West Hollywood apartments and met at an agreed upon club. The building was huge, spacious, but unassuming. Unless you knew that inside was a huge hall with loud music and large dancing floor, you would not give the structure a second look. The location was definitely nor prominent. But that was the appeal. There would not be any press and the two celebrities would definitely not be recognized in all that confusion. The girls knew they would be able to have fun without being bothered.
The girls met in the parking lot. “Looking good, girl”, Taylor chirped gleefully at her friend. Selena had on a skin tight black gown that showed off her beautiful curves. Her beautiful curly black hair fell off her shoulders and down her back.
“You look fabulous as always, Taylor.” Selena reciprocated. Taylor was sporting a hot red dress, her Skirt falling just past her knees.
These two ladies were without a doubt the belles of the ball.
Music blared, drinks poured and the masses danced, swayed in a chaotic unison. Taylor and Selena were having a blast. They let their proverbial hair down, shook their hips, smiled and flirted with random strangers, behaving in a manner ill-suited for the perfect young ladies they were made out to be.
As they were walking off the dance floor, Selena signalled Taylor to follow her. “I need to go potty” the brunette yelled over the blaring tune. They tried several doors before Selena found one that was open and went through it. Taylor quickly followed. The door ended up leading to the stairs and then a large hall with many more doors. The girls figured one of these doors had to lead to a bathroom. They walked casually down the hall, chatting and giggling.
“Oh, my god, that was awesome” remarked Taylor.
“Yeah,” agreed Selena “we should do this more often.”
“Oh, gosh,” giggled Taylor” did you see that guy dancing next to me? He kept grinding against me”
“Eww, he looked like such a perv” remarked her young Latina friend
“I KNOW”, laughed the blonde,”he kept drooling too. HELLLLLLOOO, YUUUUCK!”
The two girls walked down the hall for a while longer before Selena spotted a restroom
“Oh, good, Ill be right back” she said “I am gonna powder my nose”.
“Hurry up” called Taylor, “I don’t want to be alone here.”
Selena ran into the bathroom. Taylor waited by the door.
A pair of eyes watched the cute Blonde across the room, the same pair of eyes that watched the two girls walk down the hall. The man waited in the shadows, like a predator stalking his prey.
The halls of the building were very spacious. The loud music from upstairs could still be heard, but it was somewhat muffled. Down here the sounds of leaky pipes and occasional bumps echoed through the walls. A bit too creepy for Taylor’s taste.
She did not hear him coming. One minute she was looking at the bathroom door. Next minute someone was hanging gagging her, grabbing her torso and dragging her backwards. She was so shocked at first; she did not know what to do. By the time she composed herself enough to let out a muffled yelp, she was 50 feet away from the bathroom. The whole ordeal took all of five seconds. Selena likely did not hear a thing.
Selena reapplied her makeup and headed out of the door. She found the hallway to be empty. Her friend had disappeared.
“Taylor? Where are you” Taylor called out. Nothing
“Taylor, c’mon, this isn’t funny, let’s go”. She heard no response, only the humming of generator and some shuffling sounds up the hall. Selena headed back up the hall, the only way to go. She peeked in every room on the way, calling out Taylor’s name.
One of the doors she happened upon was slightly opened. Taylor thought she heard some commotion inside. She opened the door and went in. “Taylor, are you in here?” She called out. Selena turned the corner and came upon a surreal scene.
Taylor’s completely naked form hung, suspended overhead by her wrists. Her red dress lay crumpled up in the corner of the room. A big red ball gag was lodged in her mouth. Coils of rope ran across her stomach and down to her crotch, the labial lips surrounding the rope. The trussed up blonde had a scared look in her eyes, and for a good reason. Beside her stood a large man, dressed all in black. His face was covered by a ski mask.
“Oh my God, Taylor!” exclaimed Selena”What are you doing to her???”
“A better question, bitch” replied the masked man in a gruff manner “what is going to come off?”
Selena just stood in place, frozen and panicked
“Get your little ass over here if you don’t want your friend to get hurt” Yelled the masked man.
Selena reluctantly walked over toward Taylor’s bound form, trying to avoid eye contact with their assailant.
“Taylor, are you okay?” she carefully asked.
The strange man grabbed a Selena by her hair. “She will be just fine, if both of you cooperate. Every time decide to disobey me, I will whip you raw. Are we clear?”
Both girls shook their heads yes.
The man looked at Selena. “You can start by taking off that dress”
Selena let out a small whine, the slowly started pulling off her black dress. The man grabbed her by the hips, pulled her in close and started fondling her exposed skin and hips. His touch made Selena shudder.
“C’mon, bitch, we don’t have all day.”
Selena pulled off the dress and stood there with nothing but her bra, and panties, shivering.
“What are you waiting for, slut? Take it ALL off.” Yelled the masked man.
Selena hesitated. “Please, no…” she started to say,
The man turned toward Taylor, grabbed her crotch rope and pulled it up, driving the rope deep into the blonde’s cunt. Taylor let out an agonized scream.
“Take them off, NOW!” repeated the captor.
Selena quickly obeyed, quickly pulling off her bra and panties. ” The shoes too, you stupid cunt” said the masked man. Selena kicked off the shoes. She stood there, naked, scarred, breathing heavily. Her cute round breasts fluttered in the cold.
The captor grabbed Selena by the throat from behind and pulled her close, pinching her nipple and speaking directly into her ear. “Now I have just one, simple rule. You do exactly as I say, and you don’t get hurt. Do you understand?”
“…yes” Selena replied in terrified voice.
“You are going to do exactly what I tell you to your hot little friend, aren’t you?” He guided the brunette toward Taylor’s bound body. “Aren’t you!?”
“YES” Selena repeated.
“You see that little nipple?” asked the masked man, pointing toward Taylor’s left tit.
Selena desperately shook her head yes.
“Suck it, now.” Demanded the man.
Selena, shaking with fright, obeyed, placing her tongue cautiously on Taylor’s nipple.
“C’mon, suck it, you little whore!” urged the masked man, tugging painfully on the brunette’s mane.
Selena enclosed the nipple with her lips and started to suck it, first cautiously, then more and more vigorously.
“Now, the other” instructed the man, pulling Selena’s head toward the other nipple. Selena complied, despite the pitiful moans and complaints by her best friend.
“Now, I want you to bite it” said the kidnapper.
Taylor started to protest. The masked man pulled on her crotch rope, eliciting another loud scream.
“Do what I tell, or your pretty little friend gets hurt.”
Selena obeyed the best she could. She carefully bit on Taylor’s nipple, trying to grasp it in her teeth without causing her friend too much pain.
“Now pull it” said the captor. Selena started to pull the nipple toward her. Taylor screamed out in pain and pulled away.
“We are going to continue to do it until we get it right” growled the masked man. Selena, ever so gently, bit at Taylor’s nipple again. Again, Taylor cried out, pulling away. Selena, fearing punishment from their kidnapper, bit at the nipple for the third time, squeezing it firmly between her teeth. Taylor’s reaction was much the same, but this time, she was unable to pull away. The cute blonde screamed even louder, and shook her head. Her protestations were of no use. Selena did not want to hurt her friend, but she was determined to obey the kidnapper in order to avoid further punishment.
“Now the other nipple” instructed the man. It took every ounce of strength to ignore the pitiful cries of her friend as she bit down on her left nipple and pulled. Taylor gave way, stepping forward s far as the rope around her wrists allowed her to.
“Gooooood” said the kidnapper, pulling Taylor away from Selena “Now get on your knees”
The frightened girl quickly obeyed.
“See that ass?” he asked her.
“…yyyyyees” moaned Selena, knowing she would not like whatever came next.
“Suck it” instructed the captor, pulling Selena by the hair and shoving the blonde’s face into Selena’s ass
Taylor started licking the inside of Selena’s butt cheeks, avoiding contact with the crotch rope.
Despite her efforts to be as non-invasive with her tongue as possible, she felt her friend’s body shudder.
Soon, after, she heard Taylor start moaning again. “Is she protesting or enjoying this?” Selena wondered.
“C’mon, lick it good” snarled their captor, grabbing Selena by the hair and pressing her even closer to Taylor’s ass cheeks. Selena liked all over, anywhere she could, to please her kidnapper. As Taylor continued to moan, Selena once again aimed her tongue between her friend’s butt cheeks. Just then, the captor pressed her face tight against Taylor’s ass.
At first Selena was confused, not sure what to do. Then she realized she could no longer breathe. She screamed “No”, but her protest was muffled by Taylor’s ass cheeks. Selena started to squirm, struggle and even push against her friend’s body with her unbound hands. All was for naught. She looked up at her captor, pleading with her eyes. The masked man only smiled.
“What’s the matter? Can’t breathe?”
Just when Selena was starting to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen, her tormentor pulled her off. The brunette gasped for air. The man lifted her to her feet by her neck, handling her like a ragged doll.
“We have another game we will play.”
Selena was shaking violently. Its perhaps it was because the damp basement was also cold. Most likely it is because she was not only naked, but captive. Her breathing was ragged. Her mind was racing. In addition, the ball gag in her mouth made her drool copiously. Her wrists were tied up above her head. Another rope wound around her stomach and through her crotch.
Her friend Taylor was in an identical predicament. Their two crotch ropes were connected in the middle, looped through a large ring. As their captor pushed a button on his remote, the ring began to rise. Once the sphere was raised above their breasts, it began to tug on their crotch ropes, putting pressure on their exposed cunts. The two girls moved in closer to relieve the pressure. But as the ring kept rising, the captives were forced to stand on their toes.
“The game is simple, girls. When one of you tries to take the weight off your toes, your buddy gets it.”
Realizing the purpose of the devious contraption, Selena suddenly started to feel tired. Already her feet were burning under the weight of her body.
The captor approached Selena and started to fondle her helpless body. First her cunt, then up her stomach and her breasts. Selena could do little but let out a few pathetic protests and sobs.
“Leave her alone!” yelled Taylor. One stern look by the captor knocked all courage out of her. Taylor seemed to shrink as the man walked up to her slowly. He took out another ball gag and unceremoniously shoved it in Taylor’s mouth. He then took out a clothes pin and pinched Taylor’s nipple. Petrified, Taylor followed the pin with her eyes. When the pin squeezed her nipple, producing a sharp pain, Taylor moaned loudly. As the second clothespin was attached to her other nipple, Taylor stiffened up and started to whimper.
“Not so brave now, are you?” mocked the masked man.
The man turned his attention back to Selena, eliciting yet another whimper. He produced two more pins, and attached them to Selena’s defenceless tits. Selena screamed loudly as pain shot from her nipples and radiated to the rest of her body. The captor then went back fondling her.
“Just love it when chicks drool” he said. ” You are a sexy bitch, aren’t you?”
All Selena could do was mewl through her gag.
The kidnapper produced a whip, a cat-o-nine tails. Both girls took a sharp breath at the site of the instrument. The abductor smiled, taking notice. He grabbed a hold of Selena’s torso rope and pulled Selena backwards. The crotch rope became taught and Taylor let out a guttural scream.
“Hurts, doesn’t it?” Said the masked man. “Now let’s see if you will want to preserve yourself, or save your friend.”
The abductor proceeded to rain down a slew thrashes upon Selena’s ass. Selena screamed and started to move away from the whip. The masked man quickly adjusted, whipping her abdomen and her pussy instead. Reeling, Selena started to back up. The movement tightened the rope, producing a scream from Taylor. Her tormentor switched his target again, whipping Selena’s right tit instead. Selena moved away, to her left. Again the crotch rope tightened, sending Selena’s friend into a sexual agony. Her captor played her like a harp, all at the expense of her friend, and Selena knew it. She tried to stand still and spare Taylor any further pain, but the cruel whip kept stinging and Taylor kept moaning in agony.
By the time the last thrash of the whip landed, Selena was breathing heavily. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Well, that was fun, wasn’t it sweetheart? How about we let your friend have some.”
With that, the captor turned the whip on Taylor. As the continuous blows landed on her breasts, Taylor began retreating. Now it was Selena that wailed in pain. Just like Selena, her friend was easily manipulated. He whipped the blonde’s breasts until they were red. After that, the masked man went to work on her pussy. While Taylor suffered the sting of the whip, Selena was enduring her pussy torture.
The torturer proceeded to alternate whipping between the two girls, swinging the cat-o-nine tails from side to side. Both girls retreated, and both suffered the consequences. Tired and hurting, the two prisoners seemed to be on the edge. Their captor, however, was not planning on stopping anytime soon.
He pressed a button on his remote again. The ring holding their crotch rope rose even higher, this time several feet above their heads. The two girls were almost touching each other’s breasts, and they still had to stand on their toes. Their agonized protests had no effect.
The kidnapper groped Taylor’s petite breasts.
“You’ve been a bad little whore, haven’t you?” Taylor managed only a small, tortured moan.
“You know what we do to naughty bitches, don’t you?” Taylor shook her head, seemingly pleading for mercy.
He proceeded to whip the poor blonde on the ass. Taylor’s body shuddered with each impact. Selena suffered as well, moaning in pain every time her crotch rope tightened.
“Spread your legs, Blondie” commanded the masked man. Taylor obeyed immediately. The whip came out from under her, tagging her on her pussy. Taylor led out more screams, even more tortured than before, all for naught. Tears ran down Selena’s cheeks.
Dropping the whip, the captor proceeded to fondle Taylor’s nubile body. He roughly cupped her breasts, probed her pussy with his fingers, and even invaded her ass. Taylor shook in fear, cried and begged. The masked man was relentless however. Indeed, the girl’s feeble protests seemed to encourage him.
The only thing that stopped the assault was the sight of Selena a foot away. The helpless Latina watched her friend being fondled in a panicked silence. Her chest was rising and falling with great intensity. Her eyes were bulging. By all accounts she was a panicked mess. Yet she refused to make a sound, perhaps out of the same fear. Her captor took notice nevertheless.
“Don’t think I forgot you, ya little slut”, he said
He fondled her with the same ferocity as he did Taylor, eliciting panicked screams and loud sobs. Selena’s body shook uncontrollably as the masked man inserted two fingers into her pussy and teased her. Selena protested, shook her head and struggled as fiercely as her bonds allowed. But she was quickly aroused and was on the verge of an orgasm. At the last moment, her captor stopped, retracted the fingers from her pussy and gave sadistic laugh.
“We would not want to spoil the fun, now would we?”
He left the girls tied up and struggling. Their calves burned. Both captives tried to stay on their toes to avoid causing each other more pain. But with their bodies already spent and saturated with horror, the two girls kept losing their balance. The crotch rope rubbed against their pussies. Screams and moans filled the room.
Taylor was all set up for her next round of torture. She was spread eagled on the wall, her toes barely touching the ground to take some weight off her shoulders. Selena was sitting on the other side of the room, hands tried in a reverse prayer position. Though she had no gag on, the scared Latina knew better than to scream. Their captor made it perfectly clear that he was more than willing to carry out his threats and was only looking for an excuse to do it.
The captor was standing over her, admiring the trussed up form and teasing her defenceless genitals.
“What a beautiful sight” marvelled the sadistic creep. Taking out the flogger, he whipped Taylor’s breasts a few times. More screams and sobs followed.
“And what a beautiful sound. Music to my ears”. Another tear rolled down Taylor’s cheek. It travelled across her lower jaw and down her neck, joining a relentless stream of saliva rolling down Taylor’s chin. The ball gag caused the poor blonde to drool profusely. The sexual torture only made it worse.
The masked man waved over Selena:”Come here you little slut. The brunette quickly got up and approached the man, keeping her gaze down and avoiding any eye contact. Standing behind Selena, the captor grabbed her around the throat and pulled her bound form to him.
“We are going to play a little game. It’s called Kiss and Make it Better. I am going to show you where you friend is hurting, and you kiss it and make it better.”
With his free hand the captor took his flogger and started whipping Taylor’s left breast. Taylor cried struggled against her bonds.
“See that nipple?” he pointed at Taylor’s now swollen left areola” make it better, slut”.
Selena pounced upon the nipple, licking it, sucking it, caressing it with her tongue and lips. Taylor’s tit was already hard and swollen from the beating and the cold. Now her cries and moans were replaced, however briefly, by soft mewls. Meanwhile, their captor decided to whip Selena’s ass. The Latina moaned, taking care not to bite on her friend’s nipple.
After a minute the captor pulled Selena off Taylor by her hair. Selena yelped. Taylor’s whine had a small note of disappointment. The man swung his whip again, this time targeting Taylor’s right breast. The bound girl let out another scream and bucked against her bonds without much success. Seemingly delighting in her misery, he continued to whip the exposed mammary, increasing the intensity.
“Please Stop!!! Don’t hurt her! Do it to me instead!” begged Selena. The man stopped the whipping.
“Don’t worry; you will get yours in time. Now kiss that nipple and make it better.”
Quickly obeying, Selena started kissing and sucking on the swollen right nipple. Taylor’s agonized screams were quickly replaced by soft groans. Her body was no longer tense. Tired, Taylor rested her head on her right shoulder.
Her Bliss was short-lived. Pulling Selena away by her hair once again, the man let out a disgusted sigh.
“Look at her, slobbering all over. It’s disgusting.” Pointing to Taylor’s saliva soaked mouth and chin, the man instructed Selena to clean it up.
“Please just let us go” pleaded the tied up Latina,” we won’t tell anyone”.
Taking the whip once again, the man now targeted Taylor’s pussy. Taylor screamed in agony, even louder than before.
“Do what I say or I will whip her raw, you bitch. Clean her up!” he screamed. He did so without interrupting the whipping. He didn’t even miss a bit.
Selena went straight to work. While Taylor screamed and writhed in pain, her friend licked her ball gag, the inside of her lips, her chin, even her neck, all to clear away the copious amounts of saliva.
The man did not stop whipping Taylor. By then her private area was red from all the abuse.
“Do you want me to continue hurting your friend?” the man asked.
Selena desperately shook her head no.
The whipping stopped. “Good, kiss her pussy and make it better.”
Selena got down on her knees and started licking her friend’s pussy. The cries and sobs got a little softer and intermingled with satisfied moans.
“Oh, god, she is getting off on this” Thought Selena.
Indeed, the moans got longer and deeper. Meanwhile, their captor was arranging his instruments of torture.
“Spread your legs, bitch” He instructed Selena. The poor girl obeyed. “You don’t take your face out of your friend’s cunt. Do it and you will both pay for it”.
The terrified girl knew better. She continued to lick between the Taylor’s Labia. She continued to do so despite her obvious revulsion to the act. She continued to do so after the masked man brought a vibrator to her pussy and turned it on full blast. Both girls were now in forced sexual ecstasy. Selena did not want to be aroused by this torture, but to her great dismay, she was. Her arousal became even stronger when the masked man started to spank her exposed ass cheeks.
Selena’s mind was reeling. The sexual torture and the pain eventually overrode her inhibitions. The bound Latina licked her friend’s slit even more aggressively.
Taylor involuntarily reciprocated by thrusting her pelvis softly toward Selena. The moans became shorter and more frantic. The blonde’s eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her breathing became short and spastic. Selena tasted her friend’s flowing vaginal juices. She should have been disgusted with this. But he continued to lick her friend without skipping a beat. Selena would later try to rationalize it with her oxytoxin induced state. At the moment she was loving every minute of it.
Enraged, the masked man abandoned the vibrator and grabbed Taylor by her hair. “Did I tell you to cum?! Not without permission, you little whore. “He slapped her across the face. Taylor could only respond with pitiful whimpers and tears.
He turned his attention back to Selena. “Get down on the floor. On your back, quickly”
Selena laid down. The captor positioned her right next to Taylor and spread her legs.
“Move your legs and ill whip the hell out of your pussy”. He looked back at Taylor:”You have proven to be a worthless cunt. Looks like we’ll just have to have you do what you do best. See those cute little round tits your friend has? I want you to drool on them. Nothing but spitting on your friend while I get her to cum. Think you could handle that?”
The poor blonde was in hysterics. She could barely manage a nod.
“And you, chica, are going to lay there and keep your legs open. And when you are ready to cum, you will ask permission. Is that clear?”
Selena shook her head affirmatively.
The masked man licked his middle finger.
“Here it comes, you little cum bucket” he sneered before thrusting his digit into Selena’s pussy.
Selena first gasped, and then slowly sobbed. As the sexual tension started building in her body, she visibly strained the urge to respond to her molestation. This only encouraged her molester.
“No……NOOOOOOO……” Selena whispered rather than screamed. The moans were addressed more to her traitorous body. Not only did it not prevent her unwanted arousal, it encouraged her captor. He continued to finger fuck her with an even greater intensity.
“OHHHH GOOOOOOOD…. PLEASE…NOOO” Selena shook her head and alternated between begging and moaning. But her struggled proved useless. He hips began responding to stimulation, pumping up and down, faster and faster.
Taylor watched her friend lose control, towering over the bound girl and her captor, releasing a steady stream of saliva on her friend’s breasts. The blonde was scared, disgusted and humiliated. She was convinced that her ordeal could not get any worse.
Her captor proved her wrong. Still abusing Selena’s pussy with admirable skill, the masked man took out a vibrator from his back pocket and pressed it against Taylor’s labia.
“I don’t think it’s fair for your friend to have all the fun” he said and turned on the instrument to its highest setting. Taylor’s body recoiled in shock. The blonde howled through the ball gag and pressed herself against the wall in an effort to avoid the vibrator.
“Did I tell you to stop drooling, you little cunt? You think I am kidding? I WILL whip your friend raw. And after that I will do the same to you. Just try it, you little shit. Just give me a reason…”
It took all of Taylor’s strength to get back to her former position. She positioned herself over Selena’s bound form once again. She continued to soak her friend’s breasts with her saliva. She did it all despite the Vibrator spreading the sexual energy throughout her body and bringing her to near delirium.
Selena, meanwhile, has completely lost herself. She moaned loudly and continuously. She pumped her hips, and rolled her head back. Perhaps she was even enjoying herself, though she would never admit it.
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHGAAAAAAAAAWWD……YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS”
Her body was getting more and more wound up. Between the finger fucking, the restraints and her friend’s saliva soaking her breasts and upper body, Selena was getting more and more turned on. Now she was about to go over the edge. Taylor, now hanging from the wall, rather than standing was in a similar condition.
“OH, GOD, I’M GONA CUM” screamed Selena.
“No, you don’t, you worthless cunt. Not without my permission.” Growled the masked man
Selena let out a long moan, this one to suppress the ever building orgasm. The captor did not skip a beat, continuing to molest Selena while massaging Taylor’s pussy with the tip of a vibrator. Taylor started moaning even louder. Her body began weakened more and more. Sexual spasms began to rock through her muscles.
“Can I PLEEEEEASE cum, mister” Selena begged once again.
“I SAID NOT YET, YOU WORTHLESS WHORE!!!” the captor shot back
Selena’s breaths became more and more panicked. The naked girl writhed on the floor moaning helplessly. She was on the verge of losing all control and she no longer cared.
Right around that time Taylor let out a long erotic moan, and then tried to hold her breath. Her effort failed and she let out another scream. She threw back her head. Her eyes rolled backed. Her pussy twitched, and then let out a stream of vaginal juices. The juices dripped on Selena’s breasts and neck.
“Now you can cum, you little whore!” yelled the masked man. Selena needed no more encouragement. A guttural moan escaped her throat. She arched her back as a gigantic orgasm ripped through her tiny body.
The masked man put down the vibrator, stood up and took off his pans. Selena, lost in the depths of sexual abyss, did not know how long it took the man to masturbate. She was only slightly aware that his hot cum sprayed her on her face, mouth and hair. She heard the man moan, then zip himself up and walk away. She heard it, but she was in no condition to process any of it.
Selena laid there, tired, limp and soaking. After a few minutes she came out of her daze, aware that her friend Taylor was still hanging off the wall by her bonds. Taylor made no sound, save for an occasional sob. She looked down, staring into empty space. A steady stream of saliva continued to flow from her mouth, down the ball gag and on to Selena’s exposed body.
Selena spoke quickly, almost angrily, all to keep herself from crying:” You can stop spitting on me now”.
Taylor was in hysterics when the masked man returned and unbuckled her bonds. She him no resistance when he took her to another room. Selena was similarly manhandled. Now she was suspended by her wrists, her ankles separated by a steel bar. The man did not bother to gag her. By then the poor girl knew that, no matter how loud she screamed or begged, nobody but the masked sadist would hear her. She was still in shock when her captor finished securing her bonds. When he left the room, the terror of anticipation made Selena tremble violently. She was bound in the middle of room, spread eagled by the straps attached to the walls. Her feet were still touching the ground, but she could not pull her thighs together to protect her exposed snatch.
Her fears were soon confirmed. The masked man returned to the room with Taylor. Selena’s friend was once again helplessly bound. Ropes encircled her torso and breasts. Her arms were tied in the back, wrists and elbows held together by rope. Fresh tears stained the blonde’s cheeks.
“Oh, god, please, don’t make me do this” she begged.
Selena did not know what their captor wanted of her until Taylor was brought into her line of sight. By then the cruel intentions of the captor became perfectly clear. Hanging off Taylor’s hips was a long rubber dildo.
The sight of the phallus sent Selena into a panicked frenzy. She gasped, whimpered and struggled with her bonds to no avail.
“Don’t tell me you never wanted to fuck your cute little friend” sneered her captor.
“Please, don’t do this. You can do anything you want to me. Just don’t make me do this” cried Taylor. The poor girl could not even bring herself to mention the despicable act she was being forced to perform.
The captor shook his head in an act of disappointment. He let go of Taylor and approached Selena, producing a small, shin whip from his pocket. Without missing a bit he swung the whip at Selena’s exposed breasts.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!”
Selena let out an agonized scream. A thin, angry welt appeared across her left breast, including her quickly swelling nipple.
The masked man did not even pause, continuing his initial motion with his right hand raised the whip once again, then savagely thrust it across Selena’s other areola. The impact was even louder than the first. So was Selena’s second scream.
“STOP! PLEASE!” yelled Taylor. Her plea was drowned out by Selena’s agonized screams.
The masked man whipped let tit again, then her right. His evil gaze fell upon Selena’s exposed clit. Selena saw the gaze just before the masked man aimed his whip. The thrust was stopped by Taylor’s desperate scream.
“I’LL DO IT”. For a minute the whole room went still. The whip hung in the air. Selena was sobbing her knees and hands shaking violently.
“You’ll do what?” Asked the man with savage satisfaction in his voice.
“I’ll fuck my friend” whispered Taylor, “I’ll do whatever you want me to do”.
Grabbing her hair, the captor smiled. “That is what I like to hear. Now go on, that pussy ain’t gonna fuck itself. With that, he pushed the bound girl toward her friend. Taylor shuffled forward, avoiding Selena’s gaze, ashamed of what she was about to do.
The Penis dildo appeared to be made of rubber, though thick and solid, its tip hung down limply. Taylor approached Selena close enough to Selena’s exposed groin. The trussed up Latina recoiled slightly from the contact.
“How am I supposed to stick it in her?” thought Taylor. She tried bending her knees and thrusting out her hips, but without her n she saw no way of putting the dildo inside her friend’s vagina. She dared not ask the masked man for fear of further punishment. Selena stared back at Taylor, trying to help her friend by thrusting her hips forward as well. All the struggle had accomplished was heavy breathing by both girls.
“You stupid bitch” snarled their captor, “haven’t you ever fucked someone with a dildo before?”
He grabbed the dildo and roughly shoved the tip into Selena’s defenceless vagina. Selena let out a long whine. The captor pushed Taylor closer to Selena, making their hips, stomachs and breasts touch. This also made the dildo enter even further into the vagina.
Taylor slowly started to thrust her hips. Selena sucked in her breath. Small tears appeared in her eyes.
“I am so sorry” whispered Taylor. Selena just mewled through the ball gag.
A whip landed across Taylor’s ass. “C’mon, show me you mean it” growled the masked man.
Taylor pumped faster. Selena’s body stiffened up. Their bodies became one. Their stomachs pressed against each other. Their nipples ground together. Taylor started to breathe deeper and deeper. Her body started to betray her, reciprocating to the abuse. She started to sweat and pump her hips. Erotic moans, small at first, then growing, escaped her mouth. She pressed her forehead against Taylor’s shoulder. She was no longer in control of herself.
The whip hit Taylor’s exposed flesh faster and faster. The harder it hit, the faster the girl pumped. The faster Taylor pumped, the closer Selena came to losing control. Selena was in a pain fed frenzy. Her ass was on fire from the whipping. Sweat rolled down her face. All she knew was she had to keep fucking. And she fucked with abandon. Selena’s moans transformed into wails. Wails turned into screams. Finally the dam burst. A guttural scream escaped Selena’s throat.
The masked man grabbed Taylor by the hair and pulled her away from Selena, The dildo, dripping with vaginal juices, easily slid out. Selena let out one final moan. Her knees gave out. She sagged against her bonds, exhausted.
No longer in the pain fuelled frenzy, Taylor felt absolutely exhausted. Seeing her friend hanging by her arms, her eyes staring out in the emptiness, her body ravaged by the whip, brought Taylor to tears. She would have collapsed on her knees had it not been for her sadistic captor holding her up by her hair. He only drank in the pain and misery of his captives.
“Did you enjoy fucking your friend, you little slut?”
Taylor shook her head no and got whipped on the breast for it.
“You damned liar” snarled the masked man” you liked it and you know it”.
He led Taylor around to the back of Selena. Letting go of her mane, he stuck his finger in her face
“I’ve got another treat for you. You stay right here. Move and both of you will regret it”
He then turned his attention to Selena.
“Did I tell you that you were done? Get up, you lazy whore!”
Selena struggled to get her feet under her. The masked man helped her up, lifting her by grabbing both her nipples. Selena squealed, but managed to get up.
“I am not done with you yet. We know you like it in the cunt. Now we will see if you like it in he ass”
Selena nearly lost it. She shook her head and begged through the gag. No matter how loudly she begged, she could not stop the man from going through with it.
The man grabbed Taylor once again. “Please!!! Don’t make me do this.” She begged “I’ll do anything else. I’ll blow you. Ill You can fuck me however you want. Please, I’ll do ANYTHING!!!”
“You WILL do anything, bitch” said the captor “and you will start by fucking your friend in the ass. Now, re you going to do what I tell you, or should I hurt your friend again?” Taylor sobbed and cried, but allowed the man to bring her closer to Selena.
The man grabbed Selena by the hair and talked into her ear. “You WILL get ass fucked, bitch. How painful it will be will be up to you. Resist, and I guarantee you, it will hurt a lot. Relax and let your friend in, and it might hurt a little. Got it?”
Selena shook her head affirmatively. Even with that, she shook like a leaf as Taylor approached her and squealed when her captor spread her ass cheeks. She recoiled when she felt the dildo rub up between her legs. The masked man deliberately took his time, trying to build up tension and a sense of terror in the girl’s mind. When the tip of the dildo pressed up against her sphincter, Selena let out a quick yelp.
“Open sesame” said the captor, laughing and evil laugh.
Selena tried to relax. But the rubber invading her rectum was not a pleasant feeling. The thick head of the phallus slowly parted the muscle. Selena moaned in pain. Taylor tried to insert the dildo into her friend as slowly as possible in order to spare her friend any unnecessary pain. The masked man had other ideas. The whip kissed Taylor’s exposed butt cheeks once more.
“C’mon, you little slut. While we’re young.”
With the penis only a quarter of the way in, Taylor redoubled her efforts. She pushed harder. Selena let out an agonizing scream. Every muscle in her body was taut. The abuse hat her rectum was under must have been excruciating.
“I am sorry, I am so sorry…” Taylor kept repeating, trying to keep herself from crying.
The blonde breathed a sigh of relief when the dildo was all the way in. Selena, though still tense, was no longer doubled over in pain. The respite was short lived.
Another crack of the bat got both girls back on their toes.
“What are you waiting for? Start ass fucking your friend, or I’ll do it for you. And I promise, I won’t be as gentle as you”. Taylor knew the threat was real.
She looked pleadingly at Selena. Her friend’s gaze was that of dread and fear. The diminutive Latina, shaking and sweat soaked, was at the end of her strength.
Taylor carefully withdrew her hips and gently thrust them. Selena yelped. Taylor gave another thrust, this one even gentler than before.
“Whaaat the fuck is THIS?” growled the masked man in annoyance “Looks like I’ll have to do the job myself”.
“NO!!!” screamed Taylor. ”No, please, ill do it myself”
“You had your chance, bitch. It’s my turn now”. The man was about to separate them.
Taylor gave one quick thrust, then another, never slowing down. Selena moaned loudly.
“See, I’ll do it. I promise.” The man backed off.
Taylor continued to plough Selena. She thrust hard and fast, over and over. It was obvious that her friend was in pain. She screamed almost continuously, stopping only to catch a few ragged breaths. Her back was arched; her fingers tightly grasped the chains attached to her cuffs. Taylor told herself that she did to keep Selena from getting raped by a total stranger. But somewhere, deep in her sub consciousness, Taylor was turned on by this ordeal. And this scared her far more than the whips, chains and rubber dildos.
Selena screamed until she could scream no more. Her eyes started to roll into the back of her head. Her ankles gave out she once again hung limply by her wrists.
“All right, that’s enough” said the man. He pulled Taylor off Selena.
“Oh, God is she okay” panicked Taylor, “is she OKAY???”
“Shut up” said the man. He leaned over Selena and grabbed her by the chin. Selena, battered and exhausted, still managed to look straight at her captor and mumble something through her gag.
“Yeah, the pampered little bitch is okay”
The two girls were lying naked, face to face, on the floor. Their wrists and ankles were tied up. So were their shoulders, tied together in a tight knot. Normally this would be quite painful. But both girls, battered and abused were just happy to have a little respite before the next round of punishment. Neither girls were gagged, if only for the moment. Taylor still wore the rubber dildo.
“You really scared me, Selena, are you okay” whispered Taylor.
Selena nodded her head and crawled closer to her friend.
“I am so scared” went on Taylor “Why is he doing this?” what does he WANT from us?”
“Shhhhhh. It will be ok, Taylor”
The blonde almost broke down to tears “I hope so. I really do…”
“It will be okay” repeated Selena. She then reached out and lightly kissed Taylor on the lips.
Surprised, Taylor could only stare blankly at the girl in front of her
“Oh, god, Taylor, I am so sorry…” Selena started to apologize. Taylor did not let her finish, planting a kiss of her own, this one long and hard. After that, there was no stopping it. They kissed passionately and desperately. Their lips and tongues caressed each other. The girls inched closer to each. Their nipples, hips and thighs rubbed up against each other in a sudden frenzy.
The frenzy was short-lived.
“And now, for my favourite part of the show” announced their captor.
He grabbed Selena by the elbow ad pulled her to her feet. Taylor assumed the worst
“No! Don’t you dare touch her, you creep!!!”
The masked man ignored her. Pulling the tied up Selena to her feet he stood her right in front of him, staring her down. Selena, scared and intimidated, tried to shrink away from the intimidating figure.
This only made the man smile. He slapped her on the ass once, then twice, all while groping Selena’s breast with his other hand. Selena could only sob in response.
“Tell me you like this” demanded the man.
“I like it!” Selena managed to say between her sobs
“Tell me you are a nasty slut” said the man
“I’m a nasty slut!” tears rolled down Selena’s face.
“Did you get your $2000 worth?” asked the man
“Yes” said Selena, breathing out a heavy sigh
“Where is the money?” demanded the masked man
“What money? What’s going on???” the confused Taylor asked.
“Shut up” the man commanded, then turned back to Selena “Where is the money?
“In my purse” answered Selena.
“Gooooood. Now, if you try really hard, you might be able to free yourselves in about 45 minutes or so. If you want to do this again, you have my number”. He let go of Selena. “And you, blondie, that dildo really becomes you.”
Just like that, the masked man made his exit, leaving the two girls naked and tied up
“What did he mean about the money” asked Taylor
“I am sorry” said Selena, struggling against her bonds.
“You are sorry??? Did you PAY for this to happen?” asked Taylor incredulously.
“Taylor, I am sorry…I thought you would like it” Selena pleaded
“Like it?” screamed Taylor “I am not into this kind of SHIT”
Selena continued to apologies profusely while bending down and trying to untie the knot around Taylor’s wrists. Taylor’s continued her tongue lashing for the hour and a half that it took to get free. Taylor was mad. When Taylor had her hands free, she quickly untied Selena’s wrists and elbows, and then stormed off, leaving Selena to untie her feet. Taylor found her dress, surprisingly still intact, and started to put it on.
“Taylor, wait, let me explain” pleaded Selena.
Taylor realized she still had the dildo on. She unstrapped it and threw it at Selena, who just managed to avoid the flying piece of rubber. Taylor was in no mood to talk. She put on her panties, pulled down her skirt and stormed out of the room.
“Taylor! Wait!” Selena just managed to free herself from the ropes. Grabbing her underwear and dress she ran down the hall, dressing in the process. By the time she ran out into the parking lot, Taylor’s car was gone.

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A Present For Daddy!

Present for Daddy
Her body throbbed. She stopped the car in the driveway
and shut everything off. A tiny whimper popped from her
smeared lips and she sank into the seat for a moment. Her
pussy pulsed inside her soggy panties. She squeezed her
thighs together, thinking about the hard cock that rammed
into her hungry hole only a few minutes before, pumping a
gusher of hot come into her cunt. Finally swinging her
high heels to the concrete, she locked the car and crossed
to the stoop and paused.
Her fingers searched her purse for a moment and then
extracted the translucent latex. Her long fingers weighed
the milky contents in the yellow porch light. A tingle ran
though her as she remembered his jerking cock filling the
rubber with his first load of come. She made up a story
about no pills and he had consented to use the rubber.
She shivered and hurriedly untied the knot in the
tube and holding the top open, sniffed the pungent odor of
come. For one final minute she looked at the thick, still
warm liquid then she tipped the rubber and poured the love
juice into her open mouth and rolled it slowly on her
tongue. The tangy flavor permeated her palate and she held
the still warm love juice captive in her mouth.
She unlocked the side door and stepped inside.
Holding the strong flavored come in her mouth, she paused
and listened. The soft sounds of the TV bobbed through the
house. She crossed the kitchen and paused in the dinning
room. He was sitting nude on the carpet, his eyes fixed on
the TV screen. The VCR whirred softly. On the TV screen,
a large cock plunged slowly onto a hairy pussy and slowly
pulled out to the head. She could see his hand stroking at
his lap as he gazed at the fucking on the screen.
Her high heel clicked on the narrow expanse of bare
floor at the dinning room floor. His head swiveled and he
smiled at her. His fingers were circling the head of his
rigid cock, slowly massaging the head. For a moment she
gazed at his swollen cock, the purple head appearing
between his thumb and fingers then disappearing. Her
slushy cunt pulsed and she almost swallowed the mouthful
of come. She crossed the room and stopped next to him. He
stared up at her expectantly.
“Did you bring me something?” he asked. She nodded
slowly and bent down. He tilted his head and their lips
met. Parting her lips, she let the warm thick come slide
from her mouth and into his open mouth. A low groan escaped
his throat and his tongue probed her open mouth, scraping
the dregs of the come from its hot wet corners. As she
ground her lips against his, her nostrils flaring, her
body began to heat up. Her hand found his jerking cock and
pull his hand away and up under her skirt. Her knees bent
and her thighs parted as she guided his strong finger up
to the crotch of her panties and clamped her thighs around
his hand. His fingers clawed at the soggy nylon.
Tearing her mouth from his, she gasped, her breath
coming in raspy rushes. He gazed up at her, licking the
traces of come from his lips. His fingers pulled the nylon
band aside and slushed into the oozing hole it covered. He
stirred her cunt, rolling her clit and driving his fingers
deep inside her molten cunt. He pulled his dripping
fingers from her crotch and out from under her skirt.
Looking into her passion glazed eyes, he lifted his coated
fingers to his mouth and licked the combination of come
and cunt juice from them.
“You like the taste of come, don’t you Daddy?” she
rasped.
“And pussy juice.”
“But you like come.” Her eyes were slits and she
pushed her own hand up her skirt and dug into her drooling
pussy with her fingers. “You like sucking come first hand
out of a cock!”
He looked at the lust distorted face of his oldest
daughter and smiled. She was very much like her mother.
Hot pants! He could see her slender fingers plunging into
the gaping opening of her cunt as she coaxed him and
teased him.
“Yeessss!” he hissed. His hand had found his
throbbing cock once again and stroked it as he gazed at
his daughters distorted face.
“You’d suck off your own son if you had one. It
would turn you on if this was a cock instead of a cunt,
wouldn’t it!”
He nodded. He dropped back on his elbow, almost
lying down and watched her as she finger fucked her self
and worked them both into a impassioned frenzy.
“But you like to suck pussy just as much as you’d
like to suck a cock.” Her voice was a bare whisper.
She fixed her eyes on his eyes and licked her lips.
Pausing, she unzipped her skirt and dropped it to the
carpet. She rolled her panties down almost to her knees
and spreading her white thighs, opened the lips of her
pussy with the fingers of one hand and rolled the swollen
knob of her clit with the fingers of her other hand.
“Watch me, Daddy! Watch me jerk my pussy off!” She
whined. His hand stroked the swollen head of his pulsing
cock in rhythm with her fingers.
“You’d like to suck my slimy pussy, wouldn’t you?”
She waited, her fingers pausing between the fleshy lips of
her cunt.
“You want to suck the come out of my cunt, don’t
you!” she demanded.
Unable to vocalize, he nodded emphatically.
“His cock was big and so hot, Daddy. I fucked him
first, catching his come in a rubber. That’s what I had in
my mouth,” she revealed. He moaned and jerked.
“Then I sucked him off. His cock jerked and spurted
for a long time and I swallowed every drop! I love to suck
cock, too!”
Her body was arched above him, her fingers tearing
at the soggy hole between her legs. She whimpered and
jerked.
“Ooooh! Oh! its coming!” She shuddered and jerked,
waves of pleasure engulfing her.
“Its…..soooooo…..good, Daddy!”
His hand flew over his cock. His ass bounced on the
floor. He forced his eyes to stay open so he could watch
the girls climax. Suddenly,the dam broke.
“Baby!… Oh!… Daddy’s coming!” he wailed.
Still shivering from coming, she forced her fingers
from her pussy and dropped to her knees. His hand had
frozen on the shaft of his cock and she could see the
purple head of it swell and spread as the hot river of
come flowed up the column of hot flesh. Her head dipped
quickly and her small mouth opened, wide.
He jerked and groaned as through the fog he felt her
hot mouth close over the head of his bursting cock. His
fingers tangled in her hair and he held her head in
position.
“Suck, Baby! Suck Daddy’s cock!” he wailed. “Suck
all my come out of it! Does it taste good with Mom’s cunt
juice still on it?”
The girl whimpered and sucked faster. She
identified the strong second taste on his cock. Her tongue
rolled the head, her fingers cupping his balls, rolling
them in the soft skin sack.
“Uuuhhhhhhh!” He slammed his cock deep into her
throat and pumped glob after glob of hot thick come into
her suctioning mouth.
After long seconds the last stream flooded her
swallowing throat. She pampered his cock with her mouth
and then rolled aside, her fingers still circling the
softening shaft.
Curled together, their naked bodies damp with the
the afterglow of passion, he stirred and stroked her hard
nipple.
“Can we take this too far?” he asked.
“Nooo. This is just our play time,” she soothed.
“How old was this guy, tonight?”
“He said twenty-two but he wasn’t a day over
nineteen,” she replied. “He got off so quick, I almost
didn’t get the rubber on to catch it.” She laughed softly.
“Its a good thing we don’t have a daughter. If she
were as hot as you, I’d have to fight to stay away from
her.”
She smiled at him. Her slender fingers scraped the
underside of his half hard cock.
“I’m all you can handle any way,” she cooed.
“I know,” he responded. “Next Saturday you’re the
mother and I’m the son who discovers her naked?”
“Ummmm Hmmmmm!”
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Cassie Pt. 3

Authors Note – This is a continuation (with permission) of SecretCockLover’s stories “Cassie Pt. 1” and “Cassie Pt. 2”. If you haven’t read them, I highly encourage it! I will be posting a few more parts over time, so stay tuned 🙂 Thank you!

Young Fun by the lake 2 – dreaming of a long time ago

This is fantasy. It involves two cousins(girls 16 and 18), the girl’s grandmother, and a semi-conscious, semi-consenting 25 year old male main character. There is kinda incest with the female characters being related, and a bit of an issue with a sexually active 16-year-old.

Surviving Dawn part 1

This is my first writing attempt, and I know that it’s a little dry to start. Bear with me and the series will get better with time I promise

The Favorite Uncle

Chase has been coming to his Uncle Jake’s ranch for as long as he can remember to help his uncle work for a little extra cash, but this trip he has other things in mind

Uncle Tim at my wedding part 1

This is a fiction story I have created from my imagination. I hope you enjoy it and are not to critical on my writing skills. After all I am not a professional writer. I am working on more of the story and will continue to share as long as people are enjoying it.

Scout’s Honor

I guess you could say my childhood was a pretty typical one. I was the oldest of five kids, and spent the first 12 years of my life growing up in a Dallas suburb. I attended a Catholic grade school, and our church sponsored both Cub and Boy scouts. When I was old enough to join the Boy Scout troop at the age of 9, I was excited because I could finally go out on overnight and weekend camping trips.
The first few camping trips were a lesson for me in how to set up a tent, build a fire, and time spent hiking and fishing. I wasn’t really close to any of the other boys, but we all went to school together so everyone was on good terms with each other. I especially liked sitting around the fire at night and listening to the older boys and our scoutmasters shoot the breeze about all kinds of topics.
The summer I turned 10 I went on my first extended camping trip. The family of one of the boys in our troop owned a nice piece of property about 2 hours drive from the city. It was about 300 acres with a small lake and a couple of creeks running through it. It was a four day trip, and I was really excited to be away from home for that long for the first time. My parents surprised me with a small pup tent before I left, and after my dad showed me how to set it up, I was ready to roll.
We spent the first afternoon setting up camp and exploring the area. It was June and already hot, at least 90 degrees. Some of the guys suggested a hike to the lake, about a mile or so from camp. I ducked into my tent and changed into my swimsuit and pulled on a t-shirt and sneakers. I set out with the other kids for the lake, there were about 12 or 15 of us, ranging in age from 10 to 15. Looking back, I wonder why I didn’t notice that only half of us were in swim trunks, with the others in their khaki hiking shorts. I was definitely in for a surprise.
When we got to the lake, I wasted no time taking off my shirt and sneakers and waded in the warm water with my friend David, who had just turned 11 a couple of weeks before. We swam out a ways and were chatting when I looked back and saw some of the older kids peeling their shorts and jockeys off and heading into the water naked. I was shocked! I had never seen another guy naked before, and a couple of the older guys were sporting the first pubic hair I had ever seen. I remember looking at David and saying “They’re going in naked!” We were both kind of amazed and tried not to stare but it sure wasn’t easy. I asked him if he had ever gone swimming naked, but he said no. That led to more questions: when does your hair start growing down there, how come his looks different than his…a lot of curiosity.
At the time, I knew my penis would get hard sometimes when I took a bath but wasn’t sure why. I remember I liked the feeling of draping a washcloth over it in the tub, but that was the extent of my exploration. We hiked back to camp and I spent the rest of the day wondering about what I had seen and if it would happen again. I really wanted to see the other guys naked again.
Nothing eventful happened that day, and after a good night’s sleep we spent the morning hiking and fishing. Later that afternoon David and I were out with some other boys gathering firewood, and when I got a chance I asked him if he had ever seen another guy naked. He said he had seen his cousin’s penis once when he was peeing but had never seen a guy totally naked until we both did the day before at the lake.
Later after dinner we were sitting around listening to the evening fireside conversation when David asked me if I wanted a candy bar. His dad was assistant scoutmaster, and I had pitched my tent next to theirs. We were walking back to his tent when Kevin and John, two of our older troop members, caught up to us and asked how late we were going to stay up. I didn’t really know, I liked staying up around the fire until everyone left and so did David. Kevin said they were going to stay up for a little while and asked us if we wanted to come back to their tent for a while. Naturally I was all for it, thinking it would be cool to spend some time with the older guys. Kevin was 13 and John had just turned 14 and both seemed so much older than David and I. We went back to the campfire for while, then after a bit John said he was heading back to their tent to read some comic books. Kevin invited us along, and so off we went to their tent, which was about fifty yards away at the edge of a small patch of woods.
We ducked inside and they broke out their comics and flashlights. We made small talk as we read, but finally Kevin steered the conversation to the skinny-dipping session of the day before. He asked how come we didn’t swim naked, had we ever done it before, and then finally had we ever been naked with another guy. My heart was pounding and I didn’t know what to say, but David answered for both of us, telling him no. Then they both asked us what we knew about how a guy’s body changes when they got older, and naturally we had no clue. But David said we both saw yesterday that they had hair down there and we didn’t yet. That’s when John asked us if we wanted to it again, and I thought my heart was going to stop. First he asked David, he said yeah, then he looked at me and asked me, and I said OK. Then Kevin said if John was going to take his clothes off then everyone had to do the same. I was scared and excited at the same time – though mostly scared. John told us not too worry, he and Kevin did it all the time but made us promise we couldn’t tell anyone.
The next few minutes seemed to go in slow motion. John and Kevin were sitting across from David and me, and they got up on their knees, unbuttoned their shorts and slid them down and off. I could see a slight point in the front of Kevin’s jockeys, but when I looked at John I was amazed at what I saw. It looked like there was a big sausage underneath his underwear, curving off from the middle of his briefs and off to the side. That was when I realized there was a big difference between a boy’s penis and a teenager‘s…and I had to see it.
I was still staring when Kevin said c’mon you guys, your turn. David got up on his knees, and I laid back and we both took our short off, leaving all four of us in our jockey shorts. John asked me if I knew what a boner was, and I truthfully said I didn’t know. He told me that’s when your dick gets hard, it happens to guys all the time. He told us it can happen by itself or you can make it hard yourself and it feels really good. He said it’s called jacking off and we would start doing it a lot like he and Kevin did. Then David asked them if they got boners a lot, and they said sure, all the time. Kevin asked us if we were ready to get naked with them, and we said yeah, OK. Kevin was first, he leaned back and pulled his jockeys off, sat up, and threw them in my face! I sat there a little shocked while the other guys laughed but immediately checked out Kevin’s penis. There was something strange about it I couldn’t figure out. He was about half hard and there was something unusual about the end of his penis. He was uncircumcised and I had no clue that I was looking at a foreskin. He was sitting and leaning back across from me with his arms behind him propping him up, his semi-hard penis pointing at me just a few feet away. That’s when he said OK, everyone needs to get naked.
I remember John on his knees pulling off his briefs, and I turned to David and looked at him for a few seconds, not knowing what to do. He got on his knees and began to pull off his jockeys. I was looking down at him, I really wanted to see his penis. While I was watching I felt a hand slide under the waistband of my underwear and begin to push them down. I looked up and Kevin was looking at me while he undressed me. In just a few minutes we were both naked in the tent with John and Kevin.
I had been so fascinated with Kevin’s penis that I hadn’t really checked out John. When I did, I couldn’t really comprehend what I saw. Although John and Kevin were older than us, they weren’t big for their age and were relatively skinny. But if I was fascinated by Kevin’s uncut dick, John’s penis looked huge on him. He was almost fully erect, and I was totally mesmerized by his pubic hair, ballsac, the upward curve, the blue veins that encircled the shaft, and the big reddish purple head. I didn’t know it at the time, but at fourteen he had a man’s cock.
I was also surprised at David, his penis was hard and pointed straight out from his crotch. It stuck straight out from his crotch like a long straight carrot. Of course it wasn’t nearly as thick as Kevin’s or John’s, but it was a lot longer than mine and a little thicker.
Now that we were all naked, Kevin took over as the director and showed us how to jack off with John joining him. They were both fully hard and I watched both them stroke slowly, then faster, then play with their nuts. They told us to copy what they were doing, and my masturbation education was in full swing. After a few minutes, John reached over and started playing with Kevin’s dick, with Kevin returning the favor. I can still remember Kevin’s foreskin sliding up and down over the head of his dick and wishing mine was like his.
David and I continued to play with ourselves while watching them, and then Kevin told us to play with each other’s dicks. David reached over and wrapped his hand around my little hardon but I froze. Kevin scooted over to me, took my hand, and wrapped it around David’s penis at the base and moved my hand in his up and down a few times. I didn’t need any further encouragement. I was amazed at how far my hand went up his shaft before it went over the head of his dick, his was a lot longer than mine. I asked him if it felt OK and he smiled and said yeah. I felt his hand squeeze my penis a little harder, so I gripped his harder while I jacked him. I was in heaven and didn’t want it to stop.
We continued with the mutual masturbating, my attention divided between David’s penis and the John and Kevin’s awesome dicks. After a while Kevin asked us if we knew what a blowjob was, and of course neither one of us had a clue. When he told us how it felt even better with a mouth on your dick than your hand, I was shocked. David said aren’t you worried about peeing? John explained that when you had a boner, you couldn’t pee. Kevin said they had done it lots of times and told us to watch. My heart was pounding as John leaned back with Kevin’s hand around his big throbbing dick. Kevin then leaned over, brought his face down to John’s dick, and then licked the tip a few times. Then he pulled it sideways toward him, lowered his head, opened his mouth and started sucking the head of John’s penis. After a few seconds he began to slowly bob his head up and down, and I couldn’t believe that I was watching half of that big dark penis slide in and out of his mouth. Kevin sucked him for maybe a minute, and then he leaned back while John sucked him and played with his balls. After a bit they both sat back up and were stroking each other, and Kevin asked if we wanted to try it. I know I was too scared, so was David so we said no. Then Kevin asked me if I wanted to jack him off for bit and he would do it for me. Before I could answer he scooted over next to me so that our legs were touching and he reached over and took my dick in his hand. He took my hand and put it on his rock hard erection. He showed me how to grip it, stroke him, and play with his foreskin which was amazing. By then John had David next to him showing David how to play with his big dick.
I didn’t want it to end, but Kevin explained how things had to come to a happy ending. He told us what would happen when they came and had an orgasm, but I wasn’t prepared for what happened. John came first, shooting four or five times, and not knowing what semen was and seeing the look on his face, I was convinced he had really hurt himself. But when he smiled I figured he was OK. Kevin leaned back and shot his load on his stomach a minute later, and after they cleaned up we talked for a while and they answered some more of our questions. My last question before we left their tent: can we do it again?
I became totally obsessed with my penis after that night and couldn’t wait to see more of John’s, Kevin’s, and David’s dicks. John and Kevin turned out to be great instructors, and David and I became fast friends.
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Stacy

………………………….., brrr…, dam cool in this house !
……Pat wondered what she could do to get warm. Stacy and her husband kept their home cool at night. Better for the lungs Pat knew but she was freezing her ass off as she lay on the chesterfield. This light blanket was not doing it for her.
……Gerald was Pat-s boss. He owned G & S Renovators. Pat did his books as a side job to bring in extra money. Stacy and Gerald had thrown a party in their home for sub-trades, regular clients, and employees. ……Pat came alone; she had no one… She would stay the night and Gerald would drive her home in the morning after breakfast. Pat got along very well with the Hubbard-s.
……Pat was lying on the chesterfield shivering when she saw Gerald walk past on his way the bathroom, Gerald was illuminated by moon light shining through the window… Gerald was only wearing shorts…, Pat was embarrassed. Even more so upon hearing him pee; she waited until he was going back to bed before she asked him;
— Gerald, is there another blanket, I am freezing.
— Climb into our bed Patricia…, Stacy-s there; she will not mind you sleeping in our bed… It will give her a break from my snoring. Gerald chuckles.
— Where will you sleep?
— I have some estimating to do Patricia. I will finish up the estimating and sleep on the cot in that spare room at the far end of the house. It is a dusty old thing…, but I love it. It is so dam comfortable Patricia. Oh, excuse me…, Patty babe. Gerald laughs…, so do I.
[ Gerald likes to keep it formal, he calls me Patricia. Stacy affectionately calls me Patty babe. ]
……Our conversation went back and forth until my cold feet ended the conversation, I finally agreed. I climbed into bed with Stacy. Stacy and I got along very well, and there had never been anything sexual between us so I went to bed happy to get warm.
…… [ Climbing under the covers I got close to Stacy and woke her. ]
— Whoa, you are freezing there Patty babe. [ Patty babe…, it sounded funny; Stacy had a slight lisp. ]
— Brrrrrrrrrrr, I know.
……Stacy moved in close and hugged Patty.
……Pat was about to move away but the warmth of Stacy-s body felt so good .
— Yikes ! Patty babe, you are so cold my nipples are hard….
……Stacy pushed her chest into Patty-s arm.
……Pat felt Stacy-s hard nipples. An odd thing to do she thought…, but Stacy-s body gave off heat and right now that was the number one to Pat.
……Stacy: Stacy is aggressive; you can always count on her to say what she is thinking.
— Here, turn around, we will spoon… Stacy says.
……Pat flips her body about and Stacy snuggles up to her from behind. It feels nice and warm. Pat was going to speak but could not think of anything to say.
…..Stacy slips an arm between Patty-s neck and the pillow, snaking her arm about Patty until her left hand is on Patty-s right shoulder. Stacy moves her right hand onto Patty-s stomach pulling the two women tight.
………………..Pat feels secure all wrapped-up in Stacy-s arms.
……Pat lay in Stacy arms, not giving it a second thought as to how this might look; more importantly, Pat is getting warm.
……She had always liked Stacy. Stacy is a cute average sized woman with black hair and big brown eyes; her best feature Pat thought… Stacy-s nose is small-ish with a bit of a point to it. She has a small pouty mouth, more than capable of delivering sassy comments. In Pat-s best judgement Stacy has – A – cup breasts.
…… Stacy-s legs and arms are a bit thick for her height. She has a little bulge on her tummy but nothing that takes away from her attractiveness. Pat had overheard some of the men making comments about Stacy-s rear; according to those guys she has a great ass. Pat has no opinion on that topic.
……Pat was getting nice and arm and was thinking of pulling away from Stacy to get a good night-s sleep.
……Stacy likes Patty. She especially likes her modest nature. Stacy wants Patty-s body and has for quite awhile now. She insists that Patty babe be invited to these parties.
……Stacy had plans to get Pat drunk enough to seduce her. Perhaps the cold would take the place of booze this night. Stacy-s plan begins to unfold.
……Pat, Patty to Stacy, and Patricia to Gerald, is four years older than Stacy-s twenty seven years. She had been married…, but was divorced some eight years back.
……Stacy liked two things about alcohol; one, alcohol is great in creating a party atmosphere and two, it can be very helpful in the art of seduction. Stacy had discovered this in college and used it effectively.
……Stacy had gained some insight into Patty babe… First, Pat never masturbated, it is a sin; secondly her ex was a lousy lover. To Stacy this meant a frustrated woman ripe for seduction.
……Stacy smiled… Patty is in her bed…, boozed up…, and although she is not drunk enough to take advantage of…, she is snuggled up to her, nice and close. Stacy intends to use this opportunity to her advantage.
……Stacy knew all she needed to do was think about Patty for a minute and she would have the nerve to act. Stacy knows she was an aggressive woman; it has paid off in the past.
……Pat is a tall girl, five ten, a natural blonde with brown streaks supplemented with golden tips. She has blue-grey eyes, a straight nose and appealing lips. Her facial shape is of a heart…, Stacy thinks…
……Patty has beautiful hands and feet; with lovely slim arms and long slender legs. Patty-s most outstanding feature would be her breasts. She has a nice ass but her tits are fantastic, a – C – cup to be sure. Stacy loves Patty babe-s tits.
……Stacy smiled as she remembered how she feigned needing a towel. Stacy had asked Patty if she could come into the bathroom while she was showering. Patty unlocked the door and skipped back into the shower. Stacy stayed a few minutes chatting. When Patty washed her hair Stacy got up on the toilet and looked into the shower, the shower is made of an Etched opaque glass.
…..She watched for many, many seconds, appreciating her friend-s naked body. When Patty lifted her arms while washing her hair, Stacy got a first-hand view of those gorgeous tits.
……Stacy was ready to make her move in THE seduction of PATTY BABE. She liked to call it a seduction when talking it over with her husband; who is a definite facilitator in Stacy-s endeavour to get Patty babe.
……Stacy knew Gerald thought Patricia was a fantastic human being. He knew she had not been made love to in years. If Stacy could give Patricia an orgasm then that was ok with him; as long as it was not a problem during business.
……Stacy knew her husband; nice as he was, Gerald had a bit of a perverse side to him; and for that Stacy was eternally grateful. Men she thought, you can always count them when it comes to sex.
……Stacy inhaled Patty-s hair fragrance
— You smell great Patty babe…, I love you.
……Pat reached behind her touching Stacy-s face.
— I love you too honey. Pat replied.
……She thought how nice it was to have a friend like Stacy… In moving her arm to touch her friends face Pat opened herself up.
……Stacy took hold of Patty-s raised arm, sliding her hand along Patty-s arm, guiding Patty-s hand to her mouth. Stacy kissed Patty-s hand softly…, kissing each finger separately, looking at Patty-s beautiful eyes.
……Pat turned her face to look at Stacy in the dim light provided by the streetlights. She smiled warmly at this woman who was kissing her hand. What a nice thing to do Pat thought.
……Pat was wearing flannel pyjamas. They had a tie around the waist with accompanying elastic. Her top buttoned down the front. In her tossing about one of these buttons had come undone.
……Stacy slipped her hand under Patty-s top moving her hand to Patty-s right breast. Gently squeezing her tit…, sliding her nipple between two fingers. Patty-s nipple stood erect the moment Stacy touched it.
…… NO !
…… It sounded like – OH – to Stacy.
….. Pat went to speak…, she started to move in defence of herself but was unable to stop Stacy as the sensations brought on by Stacy-s touch ran through her.
……Pat-s breath caught in her throat, her head went back some, she stopped breathing for many seconds. Her mind numbed and body was paralyzed…
……Ohhhh…, the sensation of being touched…, Pat-s body was tingling, her skin raised goose bumps as what seemed like electricity ran through her body…
……Stacy felt Patty move, then freeze with her back arched, and her head back slightly. Running her fingers over Patty-s nipple ignited Stacy. She felt her juices run past her lips onto her upper thigh.
……With her confidence bolstered Stacy moved aside allowing Patty-s body to roll back. Continuously kneading her breast, and squeezing her nipple, Stacy opened her friends top exposing those gorgeous big tits. Stacy-s mouth swooped in on the lonely breast, lips pulling at the nipple, sucking Patty-s tit. Stacy worked Patty-s tits until her nipples were hard as stone.
— OH GOD !
……She moved a hand to the tie on Patty-s bottoms, pulling gently on the fabric cord until it untied. Stacy slipped her hand into Patty-s bottoms seeking out and finding her pussy. Slipping her hand between Patty-s legs she squeezed her nearly virgin friend.
……Pat moved to stop Stacy but once again her defences were laid waste by powerful sexual feelings. Pat was unable to mount any form of resistance to Stacy-s loving touch.
……Stacy adjusted her gaze so she could watch her hand pull up and out of Patty-s pyjamas, catching a glimpse of Patty-s — Mons de Venus — as it pushed against her panties creating that familiar mound.
……Stacy ran her fingers to Patty-s waist, along her waist band and slipping her hand into her panties…, feeling Patty-s warm, sexy tummy. Reaching her goal she rubbed Patty-s crotch, squeezing firmly.
…… Pat moaned, her legs slightly open.
……Stacy-s fingers found Patty-s pussy. Stacy pushed a finger carefully into her friend-s wet vaginal opening. Fingering Patty for a short time Stacy brought that moist finger to her mouth tasting her friend.
— Mmmmm, you taste good Patty babe.
……Stacy pushed her finger into Patty-s body again, gently fingering her. Pulling her finger out she placed it near Patty-s mouth. Patty turned her head away from Stacy-s finger.
— No, taste yourself honey, a woman should taste herself.
…… Pat moved her head and Stacy pressed her finger to her lips….
— Open your mouth honey.
……Pat cautiously opened her mouth and Stacy pushed in that wet finger. Pat tasted herself for the first time in her life.
……Stacy finger fucked Patty-s mouth slowly, making sure her friend sucked on that finger. Watching her finger move in and out of Patty-s mouth was so erotic Stacy had a small orgasm.
……Pat briefly looked to Stacy but returned quickly to her own sexual sensation, sucking on Stacy-s finger. She had very little experience sexually, despite being married for nearly two years.
……Stacy knew Patty was getting close to orgasm… She had to slow her down. Stacy wanted to explore Patty-s body before she let her orgasm. Virgins, Stacy thought, and smiled, could this get any better.
……Stacy pushed the covers back while getting out of bed. Stacy was wearing a night gown with nothing underneath. In one move Stacy was naked in front of Patty.
……Patty-s eyes grew large as she saw her Stacy naked.
……Stacy looked at her friend, enjoying her reaction.
……Stacy could see Patty becoming self conscious. She went to the closet, a mere fifteen feet away and retrieved three of her husband-s ties; including his favourite black one. Gerald would enjoy the irony.
……When she returned to the bed Patty had pulled her top closed over her breasts. She looked scared.
……Taking Patty-s hands one at a time Stacy tied each wrist separately.
……Pat was mortified at what was happening. She had no idea how to get out of this situation.
……Stacy tied the ties together about the bed headboard; Patty-s arms were over her head. Stacy looked at her friend, Stacy smiled;
— You look petrified honey.
……Pat was petrified, no doubt there.
— Do you remember last year when we went to the mountains and you were so afraid to go tobogganing. I told you it would be ok. You trusted me then Patty and you had a great time. Trust me now.., I will make you a very happy girl…
— Ok ! She answered meekly.
……Pat was frightened. Her friend-s reassurance did nothing to quell her fears.
……Stacy kissed Patty, softly, lovingly:
— I would never hurt you Patty, I love you. Now, let-s get that body of yours worked up again… Stacy gave Patty a warm smile.
……Stacy new that she was going to get what she wanted, her smile hid her agenda. Patty was going to be ravished; her body would be exploited to the maximum. Stacy intended to take full advantage…, what a fantastic body, and unbelievable skin.
— I love your shyness Patty babe…
……Stacy opened Patty-s top once again showing off those gorgeous tits. She leaned forward whispering; — You have fantastic tits Patty…
….. Pat blushed.
…..The light provide by the bedside lamps, which Stacy had turned on, was more than enough to show Patty-s embarrassment. Stacy laughed;
— See what I mean !
…… She kissed Patty again, this time with more passion.
……Stacy kissed Patty brushing her lips lightly across Patty-s mouth, teasing her, darting her tongue in and out of Patty-s mouth, licking her lips with the edge of her tongue.
……Pat moved her face from side to side as the kisses tickled her lips.
……Stacy loved teasing Patty. Stacy kissed Patty in a teasing fashion several more times.
……Pat eventually shivered, and giggled a little…
………………….With the tension broken, Stacy moved quickly to Patty-s tits sucking on her nipples, biting gently… Patty flinched, letting out a small squeal.
……Pat opened her mouth, her head back expecting another bite.
……Stacy did not disappoint, sucking, licking and gently biting Patty-s tits. Pulling her nipples with her lips; pulling her nipples with her teeth.
……Stacy raked her teeth over Patty-s tits…
……Each time she stopped, Pat would hold her breath, waiting for the next time Stacy would suck or bite her tits. Pat-s nipples were hard and at least an inch long.
……Stacy marvelled at those long nipples… Stacy ravished those tits for five or six more minutes.
— I cannot get enough of your breasts Patty; you have such fantastic tits…, and your nipples are perfect.
……Pat was so enamoured with Stacy-s assault on her breasts she did not notice Stacy-s hand pushing her pyjamas past her hip bones.
……Stacy moved her mouth to Patty-s ear while holding her, whispering loving words into Patty-s ear. Stacy pulled Patty to her and in doing so Patty-s left hip left the mattress. As Stacy-s words of love titillated Patty, she slipped the bottoms over Patty-s hip and past her cheek.
……Stacy coyly ran her lips from one ear to the other ear, rolling Patty to her other side, capturing her attention with soft whispers.
……Pat-s body tingled; she was drowning in the lovemaking of her friend. Nothing registered in her mind above the sexual feelings she was experiencing.
— I am going to curl your toes Patty babe !
…… Pat did not understand that expression. It was then that Pat noticed her panties and pyjama bottoms were at her knees. Pat tried to sit up to pull her panties and bottoms up. She had forgotten Stacy had tied her to the bed.
— No…, no honey… Trust me…
…… Stacy softly spoke these words to Patty.
……Pat lay back; she gulped knowing her pussy was exposed.
……Stacy kissed and touched Patty-s feet, toes and calves; sucking on her toes, licking her legs.
……Pat once again was overwhelmed by her friends love making. She knew her legs were open, but that seemed trivial now… laying there…, enjoying Stacy-s love making… until she felt a tongue touch her clit. Pat jumped.
— Ungh !
……Stacy flicked Patty-s clit… Stacy loved the taste of this woman, her smell. She kept licking, sucking and poking Patty with her tongue.
……Pat-s legs opened, her knees came up, inviting more of the same from her friend. Pat felt such warmth toward Stacy. Her trust complete, not thinking for one second about anything other than the sensations her body was experiencing.
— WOW ! I never ——— Pat exclaimed.
……Stacy had had a second orgasm…she could not help herself. Stacy slipped a finger into Patty. Stacy was losing control she was so turned on. She even pressed a finger to Patty-s bum.
……Pat never noticed…, hips moving erratically. Pat moaned; she sighed; her breathing coming in gasps… and sometimes not at all.
……So sexy all that gasping. Stacy loved the power, too control Patty like this…
……Stacy smiled; a wicked thought crossed her mind. Stacy moved her right hand between her own legs, fingering herself.
— Patty babe, would you please suck my finger. It is so sexy and really turns me on ?
……Pat opened her mouth eager to do something for Stacy. She felt Stacy-s finger enter her mouth. It tasted funny but she did not care. Pat sucked on that finger; she swallowed as the saliva built up in her mouth. She heard Stacy groan. She felt Stacy orgasm. Pat felt proud to do that for Stacy.
……Stacy nearly fainted when she saw Patty suck on her finger. Stacy-s own juices were on that finger. Another orgasm rolled through Stacy, stronger than the last one.
……As Stacy settled from her orgasm, she thought how Patty-s seduction had been far more rewarding than she could have ever hoped for. Patty-s body was so sexy, she was so easy, so pliable. Her need for sex left Patty defenceless.
……Stacy thanked the asshole who had married Patty. Fucking jerk had abused Patty… Thank God Gerald intervened.
……Stacy re-positioned Patty so her ass was in the air, her head down. This exercise gave Stacy time to cool her temper…
……Stacy retrieved her vibrator.
……………….. Pat waited…, she knew she was wide open. Pat did not care. Stacy could do what she wanted Pat thought…she had given Pat the best sex she had ever experienced.
……Stacy moved in behind Patty. The view of Patty-s ass took her breath away. Bending her like this, bum in the air, was…, maybe…, the sexiest thing she had ever seen.
……On her knees, Patty-s vagina was slightly open and her anus stretched tight. Stacy positioned her tongue next to Patty-s bum and pressed her tongue against Patty-s anus.
……Pat felt Stacy-s tongue on her bum hole.
— No…, no…, not there, that is my bum.
…… Stacy pushed her tongue inward, Patty-s anus opened some and Stacy began to lick this lovely woman.
……Pat started to protest; Pat started to move; Pat —, … stopped,—-. She could not believe it felt this way…, she was lost…
……It took time, but Stacy got her tongue into Patty-s ass; she was going insane, her tongue doing Patty babe-s virgin ass. Stacy pushed her tongue in as far as it would go, God she was tight. Stacy had a long tongue and had used it this way before; ah…, a College education.
……She heard Patty moan. Stacy powered her face into this gorgeous woman-s ass. Swirling her tongue around, rimming Patty-s ass, tongue fucking her, she felt Patty-s hips buck, and buck again.
……Stacy felt Patty-s orgasm, her anus pressuring her tongue, her ass bouncing as she came. Stacy forced her tongue to stay in Patty-s ass.
……Patty came a second time, or was it a continuation of the first orgasm, Stacy did not care. Stacy continued her assault on Patty-s ass…, pulling her tongue out and gnawing on her, and then tongue fucking Patty-s ass…all the while playing with Patty-s clit.
……Stacy loved the sound of Patty moaning…, Stacy ravished that perfect ass.
— God woman…, you are driving me crazy ! Stacy said.
……Pat smiled, she had already had several orgasms; she was happy she pleased Stacy.
……Stacy inserted a finger into that shapely ass, her finger slipped into that small wet hole easily…Stacy fingered Patty-s tight ass…
…… Aaaaaaargh…, to be the first… Stacy finger fucked Patty-s ass…
……Stacy took her hand and fingered herself, and then, using her own juices lubed Patty-s ass. She did this several times until Patty-s ass was well lubricated… What a rush !
……Stacy forced in a second finger; fucking Patty-s ass…stretching her…
— Ungghh !
……Stacy bit Patty-s bum; gnawing on her cheeks….Stacy knew she was losing control….she did not care…
……Pat could feel Stacy nipping at her ass. It hurt a little, Pat did not mind. She wanted to give her friend some pleasure. Pat could feel Stacy-s fingers in her ass, it is an odd feeling she thought, and it hurt a little but it also felt kind of good.
……Pat was dead tired. Pat thought it must look comical, her ass in the air, tits crushed into the mattress; hands tied over her head. God only knows how her hair looked. She hoped it was not too bad.
……Stacy reached for the vibrator. Moving herself around, Stacy turned on the vibrator and touched Patty with it…
……Pat felt Stacy moving about. There was too much going on for Pat to follow it all. She just stayed still, hands bound above her head; waiting.
……Stacy moved to straddle Patty, immobilizing her. Stacy had the perfect view of Patty-s ass and pussy. Stacy had total control.
……Pat could feel Stacy-s mound against her back, her bone digging in, and the warmth coming from Stacy-s body sent an odd sensation through Patty-s body. Feeling a woman rubbing her clitoris on her back… Stacy was shaved… Pat felt Stacy-s juices running down her back…
……She heard the vibrator buzz… Pat felt Stacy touch her with the vibrator. It felt like she had touched a bare wire; her body jumped. Pat was sure her body was vibrating…
……Stacy loved the way this beautiful woman-s ass moved. She drooled on Patty-s ass at the sight of her lips swelling; her cllit growing…, watching Patty-s juices appear and run out of her.
……Peering down Stacy looks at Patty-s pussy; like a fine craftsmen…, Stacy applies her trade…
……Patty-s ass never stops moving…, so sensitive…, bouncing…, jerking…, twisting…
………………………..Stacy is rapt…
……Stacy dismounts Patty…, she rolls Patty onto her side…, and lifting Patty-s leg Stacy slips between those gorgeous thighs… Stacy pulls herself and Patty together; wedged between each other-s legs… pussy to pussy.
……Pat feels herself rolling onto her side…, she is exhausted. She sees Stacy-s foot near her face… Pat reaches out and touches that foot…she holds it…, her ties have come undone.
……Stacy grinds her pussy into Patty-s, feeling the heat of an-other woman, her wetness, her softness…
— OMG !
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……Gerald watches his wife.
……Standing back in the shadows in the hallway, Gerald has watched for the past ten minutes or so. His wife and Patricia…He has never seen his wife this hot…and Patricia…Wow…he never would have guest.
……Gerald smiles as he watches…, Stacy squirts a little, spraying herself, Patricia, and anything within a few feet of the two women.
……Stacy collapses:
— I love you Patty…
— Me too honey…. I have never experienced anything like this in my life Stacy… I am exhausted…
…………………………………………….. [A pause of several seconds]
— I bet my hair is a mess.
……Stacy looks at Patty, and smiles:
— Come honey…, let-s head to the second bedroom; that bed will be dry…
……Gerald quietly walks away smiling. He hears Stacy laugh. Gerald ambles down the hall. That is Patricia alright; Gerald chuckles to himself as he slips into his favourite cot. Tucking himself in, smiling at what he has just witnessed.
……Patricia is practically raped by his wife and she is concerned about her hair.
……Gerald closes his eyes… Visions of Stacy and Patricia replay in his mind… Patricia sure has a body on her…, maybe —
…… Gerald sports a wicked grin:
— I see a raise and full employment in Patricia-s near future …
………… Ungghh …, what an ass!

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