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I’m Scared, Daddy!

Frank couldn’t help fancying his seventeen-year-old step-daughter. She was beautiful and sexy, but he knew must resist his urges. She had other ideas…

A Weekend To Remember Part 2

So basically what happened in the previous chapter was that I was just dreaming of kissing Kelly, when she and I get it on that very day in the movie theatre. Then Brooke (who came to the theatre) came with us and a few other friends to Kelly’s house, with not parents. We get a little hammered and play seven minutes in heaven. Brooke is by far the hottest chick in our high school, and I get chosen to go with her. When she chooses me, she forces me to my knees and forces me to eat her out. I do, get up, she pulls her pants on, takes of her shirt, bra, and we start fooling around to cover up her moans. Then, later me and Kelly fall asleep in her room, (everyone else went home) and I was got up, smothered to find myself tied to the bed, naked. I open my eyes to find Kelly and Brooke with matching underwear grinning at me. They seduce me, including some unpleasant things, involving a dildo and my ass, and I lost my virginity to Kelly, and then had sex with Brooke, all in the same night. But eventually we all fall asleep, completely naked. (By this time I’m untied.) Then we all get up to the sound of Kelly’s parents coming in the door.

Water Park love part 7: Belize day 2

Note: This I s a continuation of Water Park love and involves male on male. Don’t let the door hit you on you way out if you don’t like it.
The music pounded and I didn’t know what was happening. I remembered “Stereo Love” pounding in my ears and then a warm breeze hit my face. I was outside. Stumbling and stuttering. The moon bounced off of the ocean and into my eyes, illuminating the various streets and closed shops. I stumbled and tripped. My eyes were becoming heavy, heavier by the second. I couldn’t get up. I was grabbed by the arm and yanked up. Black. My eyes lifted back up to see a window overlooking the ocean. Black. My eyes opened to see the same thing, but this time I was being entered from behind with heavy grunts. Black.
Two days earlier
Day 2
There is something about waking up in a white room, with a beach breeze flowing in, and a God sleeping soundly next to you. There is something indeed.
As I rolled over the next morning, I reflected on my time so far. I had embarked in a trip around the world with the love of my life and was two days in, in the most beautiful beach. I leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. I got up slowly and put on the underwear on the floor, not paying attention to who’s it was.
I walked down the hallway and took a right. I opened the two glass doors and was met with a warm sea breeze and the smell of the ocean. It was a beautiful day and I watched as people played outside of our fence.
I walked into the little kitchen and saw a coffee pot with some coffee sitting next to it. I poured water in it and put the coffee in and switched it on. I listened as the machine cackled to life and began to spew out the warm liquid that was like a savior to me on mornings like these. I walked over to the doors and sat in a chair right on the patio. I took a blanket and curled in it. I looked at the clock inside to see that it read 8:30 am. Perfect. The day was going to be long which meant all the more time with Mark.
“Underwear thief” I heard his voice say behind me. He hugged me from behind and kissed my head. “Good morning sunshine” I said. “Morning” he said. “I am making coffee” I said. “Yah I know” he said as he handed me a mug. “Thank” I said. I sipped and felt the warm liquid go down my throat. I rubbed my eyes with tiredness. “What is on the agenda today Crocodile Dundee” I asked. “Ha-ha. Well I had something excited planned but, if you want to stay here and have…. A little fun, I’m ok with that too” he said with a wink.
“Well as nice as having a little fun with you sounds, I think I want to get out and do whatever you have plans to do” I said grabbing his hand. “Good choice because reservations are already made” he said. He downed the rest of his coffee and kissed me. “I am going to the shower if you care to join” he said. “Be there in a minute”. He walked down the hallway and I sat there for a few extra minutes and finished off my coffee. I walked into the kitchen and took both of our mugs. I went to the sink and put the mugs in. I turned the water on and bent over to drink when I heard a thud. I looked around and saw nothing and then bent back over to drink. I came up and swished my mouth and spit it out. I turned off the water and turned back around.
I jumped and yelled. There in the living room was a tall, tan, muscular Mexican man clad in a tight red Speedo. I walked over to the other side of the counter and said “Um who are you”. “Frisbee?” he said. I pushed my immediate boner into the edge of the counter. His accent was so sexy. “No Frisbee” I said. He walked around the couch and towards me and I reached into the drawer and grabbed a handle. He stopped right in front of the counter and bent over. Fuck, boner just raised again. His ass was so tight. He grabbed a Frisbee and said “Gracias, adios” he waved and walked out.
“Random” I said as I ran over to the doors and closed them, locking them. I walked down the hallway and into the bedroom going into the bathroom. He was in the large glass shower, laying on the granite bench, with the water flowing on him. I walked in, stripped, and opened the door. I danced around because the steam in the shower was on and the floor was very hot. I ran over to the bench and jumped on. “FUCK OW OW OW!” I said. “Calm down” he said as he pulled me to him and held me. Suddenly the pain went away.
We sat there like that and I felt his boner raise into my back. I reached for it and he grabbed my hand. “I’m saving the best for tonight he said”. He then gnawed on my neck and I turned around and kissed him. We made out for a few minutes and I stood up, the steam has turned off.
I grabbed the soap and went over to him. He got up and let me wash his body. I lathered up his stomach and then worked my hands around his whole body. I ran my fingers between his and went down his legs and ass. He washed it up and I kissed his abs. He did the same to me and we stood there and kissed for a couple of minutes.
When we got out he dried off and told me to pack clothes for a night. With no protest I did what he asked. He grabbed our things and headed towards the door. “Come with me to heaven” he said. I followed and grabbed his hand. We walked out the door and walked around the house to the beach. We went right and walked down the beach. I took pictures with my camera and got some really good ones. We walked for what seemed like hours until we came to this tiny dock with a little boat with a cabin under it.
We climbed on. “Who’s boat is this” I asked. “Mine”” he said. His parents had some yacht club membership and he said he had this boat driven here. I went down the stairs and placed our bags onto the floor. I stood up and felt tears come to my eyes. I remembered the last time we were on a boat and the aftermath of the whole trip. I held them back and hoped this boat trip would be better.
I climbed up top and watched as he through the ropes onto the boat. He climbed into the front and turned the little boat on. We began to move out of port and were soon cruising around the island. I watched as we approached a little circle in the water, he went around and went into an entrance of the circle.
I gasped in awe. This “circle” was “The Great Blue Hole” a fascination of mine ever since sixth grade. The hole is a popular diving spot that was formed by sea levels flooding caves and is made of basically limestone. Mark told me he has a special diving license that let us be here. He stopped the boat and took off his clothes and was standing there in his Speedo I had bought him. Fuck I made a good choice.
The Speedo clung to his huge package and his ass. It was just enough to cover him, but not that much. His abs looked bigger and I ripped off my clothes standing in a matching Speedo. He same over to me and kissed me. “Fuck you look hot” he said. “Thanks, you don’t look half bad yourself” he kissed me again. “since you haven’t learned how to Scuba dive, were just gunna go swimming, but anytime you here a boat, swim under, or next to ours and do not be seen!” he said. “Ok”. I took the next few minutes to snap pictures of where we were.
As I was putting away my camera, I walked over to the edge of the boat and looked over into the clear water to find him. “Behind you” he said. I whirled around and he grabbed me, kissed me, and then shoved both himself and me into the water. I fell into the warm water and we separated. I was egg beating in place with him when I felt something on my feet. I looked down startled, only to find a school of fish swimming by. They were bright colored and weaved in and out of each other with perfect synchronization.
After swimming in this amazing place which had captured my attention for so long, we went back aboard the mini-yacht and dried off. After taking in the scenery and the view of the god in front of me, I climbed into his lap as he started to drive the boat away. “Wanna drive the boat little boy?” he said in a babyish voice. “Yes daddy” I said with a wink.
He instructed me where to go and told me to be aware of the spiratic shallowness of the water and that we would be killing someone’s habitat if the boat scraped the bottom. I saw a sign bobbing in the water and he told me to drive over there. By this time the sun was beginning to set and the sun was blazing orange and red. As I pulled up to the bobbing sign, he slowed the boat down until we were at a complete stop. He said that the sign indicated this was a safe place to anchor. He pulled a lever, and told me the anchor was going down.
I walked over to a bench in the “cockpit” (what I called the driving area) and laid down, taking in the view.
I fell into a sleep and dreamt about the boat and him and I being together forever. Then my dream turned strange. I was running through Belize until I was met with a random Jungle. I went into it, and I saw the sexy guy from my living room, in his red Speedo, sitting there. He takes off his Speedo revealing a gigantic cock. It was at least a foot long and uncut. He took his dick in one hand and began to stroke it, while with the other motioned for me to come over. I walk over and he tells me to sit on his lap. I do and he puts his cock on my face. He them yells at me, grabs my face, and wraps his snake like cock around my neck, I began to feel helpless and pop up out of my dream.
I sit straight up panting, I’m in the same place I fell asleep and scared out of my mind. The moon is high and illuminating the sea. I look around for Mark, but cannot find him. I run around the “cockpit” and down the stairs onto the deck. What I am greeted with astonishes me. There is a table set up with flowers, and candles. Mark is sitting there in a skimpy pair of lace bikini underwear, not my forte, but what the hell.
“How long was I out” I ask groggily. “About an hour” he said. “Remember hat bag I had yesterday when we got into your car that I said I had something for you? Well go downstairs into our room and see what I have, it is dinner attire for tonight” he said with a wink.
I walked downstairs to find a pair of white bikini underwear on the bed. I slipped my Speedo off and slipped the underwear on, there really wasn’t any difference. I admired my body in the mirror, but came to the quick conclusion that I was being narcissistic, and decided to go back upstairs.
When I came up, the table had been arranged with what looked like a food scene from heaven. There was fish over a bed of spinach, topped with flowers. “I made this while you were out” he said. He pulled out my chair, I sat down, and he poured me a glass of champagne. He sat down opposite me. “where’d you get this?” I asked, referring to the alcohol. “Found it in a cupboard” he said. “Cheers to us and this great trip” I said, raising my glass, we clinked glasses and drank.
We then ate our dinner, which tasted exactly how it looked. He slid his hand across the table and grabbed mine. I mouthed “I love you” and he said “Not as much as I love you”. I smiled. When we were done with dinner, he walked it over to a bow and put our dirty dishes away. He walked over and sat back down. The candlelight and moonlight were the only sources of light and I looked at his eyes. He put his hand on my thigh under the table and I said “Trying to make the move on such an occasion I see? Well Mr. Suarez, I think I might have to take you up on that” I said with a wink. He stood up and came over to me. I looked at his dick, seeing how massive it was in his panties.
He took my hand and pulled me up. He took me into a dancing position and turned on some slow music. He pulled me into his chest and I put my head in his shoulder. He took me and we began to sway. “This is so fucking clich?ark, but so fucking cute” I whispered into his sweet smelling skin. “Call me cheesy” he said, placing his chin on my head.
We stayed like this for ten minutes, but I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed his head in my heads and planted my lips onto his. He took me into his arms and carried me into the cabin. He pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing me passionately. A thought and fantasy came to my head and I flipped him over. I went down to the line of his panties and ripped them off with my teeth. I then stopped and said “Be in the driving seat and ill meet you there in two minutes”. He looked at me stupidly and then shrugged. He walked upstairs in all of his naked glory. The minute he was gone, I looked franticly around the cabin, looking for something I had seen earlier. I opened a cupboard and found what I was looking for, a sailor’s hat. I smiled, grabbed it, and ran up top.
When I was on deck, I looked up the stairs that led to the “cockpit” and took a deep breath and climbed them.
Once I got up, I saw him sitting where he was supposed to, his face away from mine. I came from behind him and placed the cap on his head. I then stripped off my panties and walked around so that he could see me. Both of us were steel hard and he smiled at me. I climbed on him so that I was straddling him, took his face in mine once again, and planted my lips onto his. As we kissed ferociously, our dicks pressed in between our stomachs.
He grabbed both our cocks and began to move his hand up and down, I began to moan. This is where my fantasy came into place. I had this naked guy, with an amazing body whose abs and perfect tan glistened in the moon, wearing nothing but a sailor’s hat and huge cock on a boat. This was some sort of fetish. “Captain, I seem to have gotten lost on the high seas” I said. “Don’t worry traveler, ill help” he said in a naughty tone. He then took my hips, moved them up, placed them over his dick, and lowered my ass down.
He eased his dick into me, while I was straddling him, and began to move in and out of me. He placed my back on the hugs steering wheel and stood up behind me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he leaned over me, grabbing my cock, and pushing his tongue down my throat. He began to thrust in and out of me, while jacking me off.
I was in ecstasy. This was different then the other times we had made love, this was a fantasy, a hot sexual escapade. “Captain, Captain” I moaned. “Fuck me” I yelled. He began to thrust harder, jack harder, and push his lips harder, every now and then grunting how lost a traveler I was.
My back moved on the steering wheel, all the while reminding me what was happening. He grunted and I felt his cock beginning to grow even more. My cock also began to swell. With one more Scream of “CAPTAIN”, my cum flew out of my dick, hitting me in the face. He then began to spurt jet after jet of cum into my ass, and collapsed on me, still kissing me. The horn on the boat began to blow, but he didn’t care.
When he became soft, he climbed out of me and led me to the bench on the boat. He kissed me passionately and we lay down.
The last thing I remember about that day was the warm evening breeze hitting my face and naked body, and the warmth of the man, or “Captain” cradling me.

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Legend Of The Phoenix – Chapter 1

It is a long science fiction story with different twists. I think the first 2 chapters will be on Earth. Next chapters will be in a new fascinating realm with a few sequences on Earth. I’m not a writer and this is my first story, so don’t mistake me for errors in English (especially tenses). Valuable criticisms which make me to improve myself are invited. The idea of continuing the story will be based on your responses. Hope you enjoy it.

Shipman and I

As I stood in the long line at the commissary, I saw her again. This time she wore short shorts, and a plain white tee shirt, I’m not sure if she realized everyone could see her black bra through the shirt. She had her medium length dark brown hair pulled up into a pony tail, and no makeup on her face. The first time I saw her was a week ago. On that particular day she was with a man, whom I assumed to be husband. She had on a pretty sun dress with her beautiful hair down and her face made up, but for some reason she was just as stunning today. She was wrestling with a sack of dog food, when finally a nearby airman helped her get it out of her cart. She smiled at him; she had beautiful teeth. She appeared to be in a hurry. I quickly put my items on the conveyer belt. As I was watching the bagger put my bread in with the milk, I missed her leaving. I cursed myself because I wanted to check out her ass. I stood watching the bagger put stuff into my cart, when I noticed something lying under the lane next to me, I walked over to take a closer look, and it was a bank card. I picked it up. “Jayme Shipman” was the name on the card. I stuck it in my pocket. I followed the bagger out to my car, and watched him unload my groceries, and tipped him four dollars. Climbed into my car, and drove home. On the drive home, I thought about her black bra showing through her shirt. Jayme, what a pretty name. I couldn’t help but wonder if my husband worked with her’s.
Arriving home I quickly carried the groceries in and put them away. I then parked myself in front of the computer, found a name look up site, and typed in “Jayme Shipman”. Thousands of Shipmans. No luck. I had just started to cook dinner, when my cell phone rang; it was my husband, “Hey baby!” I said.
“Hey I hope you had a good day, I’m so sorry, but I have to work over tonight” Chris said.
“Ugghhhh, well figures, I just started cooking!”
“I’m so sorry darling I’ll be home as soon as I can” he said.
“Well ok be careful, I love you”
“I love you too darling bye”
“bye”.
I sat down once again, to a lonely meal. We had just moved to Elmendorf a mere three weeks ago. I was very homesick, and was very tired of eating dinner alone. After eating dinner I washed the dishes, and vacuumed. I climbed into the shower, where again Jayme popped into my head, I thought of her shapely body in her sun dress, how pretty her smile was, and of how her black bra showed through her shirt. I began to rub my breast thinking of Jayme’s perky breast. My nipples became erect and my pussy grew wet, I ran my hands to my pussy and began rubbing my clit, imagining Jayme’s mouth on my pussy, licking and sucking my clit. I slowly brought myself to orgasm. I quickly wrapped up my shower, and went to the bedroom and began reading a book, and then fell asleep.
I was awoken suddenly by the sound of a four A.M devil. My husband’s alarm clock rang out through our unfurnished bedroom. He, of course, did not move an inch. I climbed over him turning his alarm clock off. “Baby, wake up, it’s time for you to wake up” I said softly while gently shaking him. “I’m up” he said in a muffled sleepy voice. I ran my hands down his bare back, kissed his ribs. I saw him smile. I flipped the covers off of his body, he quickly covered back up. “Baby it’s cold in here” he said.
“You are just a baby, come here, I’ll warm you up!”
His eyes popped open at the thought of me wanting sex. I hadn’t wanted sex since we arrived to Elmendorf, due to me being homesick. He got up, went to the bathroom, and peed, brushed his teeth, shaved, and washed his face. I fell asleep waiting on him. He smiled, as he crawled under the covers, and found a naked pussy waiting. Gently he spread my legs, and began to lick my pussy. I squirmed slightly. He slid a finger into my wet pussy. He wanted to fuck me . He sat up and threw the covers onto the floor, I opened my eyes, and my nipples were hard and were begging for a mouth on each to warm them up. He went for my left nipple, and sucked hard swirling his tongue around it. I moaned, I wanted his cock in me badly. He slid his cock into my warm wet pussy, and began thrusting into me hard and fast. I moaned, I loved the times where he was in a hurry and fucked me like crazy. He draped my legs over his shoulder fucking my tight cunt, and soon exploded into my warm pussy. He kissed me.
We both went to the bathroom. He was washing his cock off, and I was using the bathroom.
“You know, Alaska is beautiful.” I said smiling. He glanced at me.
“Yes, it is. Wait till the winter.” He replied.
“Baby, staying at home all the time isn’t helping me adjust, you know?” I said slightly irritated.
He smiled at me. “Well, tonight they won’t ask me to work over.”
“How do you know?” I said.
“Because, I have worked over the last 3 weeks, I get a week off” I smiled.
“Well, well, well, Airman Smith, what are we going to do when you get off work?”
“Why don’t you meet me at Polar bar. After work the guys and I were going to grab a drink, I’d like you to meet them” he said.
“Polar bar?”I laughed. “Sure baby, I’d love to meet your buds or co-workers whatever they are”
“Shit!, I got to go!”
he darted from the bathroom. I brushed my teeth while watching him dress in his ABU’s quickly. I loved how my airman looked in them. He ran over to me ,kissed me, and ran out of the house.
I thought about Jayme on and off all day. I could not figure out why I kept thinking about her! I was driving to Polar bar. I giggled at the name. I wasn’t sure what I should wear. I didn’t want to dress too sexy, as this was the first time meeting his friends, and I wanted to make a good impression. So I settled on shorts, a loose fitting beaded top, and a pair of flat sandals. Casual, yet flirty. I held my I.D. In my hand as I walked to the door of the bar. Still not 21, I would be required to get a big ugly “x” on my hands, which took a lot of scrubbing to get off. I wondered why they did that. The ones that were old enough to drink had a band on their wrist. Where the employees too dumb to remember wrist band drink, no wrist band no drink? I watched as the man attempted to calculate my age. He took longer than what pleased me and I decided that the employees were indeed stupid. I watched as he scribbled two big “x’s”, one on the top of each hand. I turned to walk deeper into the bar, I felt nervous. I spotted my husband, and a group of airman. I confidently strolled over to the table, and they stood to meet “Smith’s wife” as they referred to me . I shook their hands, as my husband introduced each of them to me.
“Shipman” my heart stopped.
I looked at his face, I wasn’t sure if he was the guy I had seen with Jayme. I sat beside my husband, listening to his co-workers tell stories. Suddenly there was beautiful Jayme, standing near the table. Shipman, stood as did the other men to meet this incredible creature.
Shipman turned to me and said “and this is Smith’s wife”.
I stood and shook hands with Jayme, “I’m Stacy.”
I managed to say with a smile. She smiled her beautiful smile and said “I’m Jayme.”
“It’s nice to meet you Jayme”.
I sat back down next to my husband, and watched as every man in the room had their eyes on Jayme.
She had her hair down and face made up perfectly. She had on a skirt, a semi-low cut top, and heels! I noticed my husband checking Jayme out. I couldn’t blame him, hell even I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. I listened as Jayme demanded the table’s attention with her stories; she was a great story teller, unlike me. I tend to ramble on with useless details. She lined up every story with the punch line at the right time, to ensure laughter.
She turned toward me, “How long have you been in Alaska?”
“Only three weeks, how about you guys?”
She replied “Two years in December.”
“Oh, wow, do you like it here?” I asked
“Yes! It’s breathtaking in the winter!”
“That’s what I have been told.” She smiled at me.
“You are from the south?”
I laughed “Yes, Tennessee.
” She smirked “where are you from?” I asked Jayme.
“Arizona.”
“I always wanted to go to Arizona!” She laughed and said “No you don’t! It’s hot!”
Just like you, I thought to myself. I noticed the X’s on her hands, she was about my age. “Do you have any kids?” I asked.
She quickly replied “No not yet, some day, what about you?”
“Nope, no kids yet, but you have a dog?”
She looked at me puzzled, “How do you know that I have a dog?” She asked.
“Oh, yesterday I saw you at the commissary. You had a big bag of dog food in your cart.”
She smiled.
“Oh”, I said excitedly,” You dropped your bank card yesterday too, I have it in my car”
she interrupted me with “OH MY GOD!!! I didn’t even know I dropped it!!!!”
I smiled. “I’ll give it to you when we leave.”
After three hours at the Polar bar we finally left, I was halfway home when I realized Jayme and I both had forgotten to get the bank card out of my car. I pulled in beside my husband.
“Baby, do you know Shipman’s number?”
He laughed “Why do you want to fuck Shipman?”
“ha ha, No, I found his wife’s bank card yesterday at the Commissary, she was going to get it out of my car, but we both forgot, and if you had his number, Jayme and I could meet somewhere and I could give her the card.”
Chris looked at me, “Why not just give me the card, and I’ll give it to Shipman tomorrow? It will save you and Jayme some gas?”
“That’s ok, I can meet her, and I’m tired of being home anyways.”
Chris took out his cell phone and called Shipman, and mumbled a few sentences, and laughed a few times and then Chris hung up the phone, “Jayme said she would meet you at the commissary at eleven A.M.”
I woke around nine AM. I had no idea what to wear to meet Jayme. What if I showed up in heels and she showed up looking like shit or what if I showed up looking like shit and she showed up in heels! I showered quickly. Blow dried my hair, put on makeup. I dressed in a skirt and a blue top, and low heels. I jumped in my car and got to the commissary about fifteen minutes early. I saw a nice shiny new Tahoe, pull in a few rows over, sure enough it was Jayme, who got out in jeans heels and a cute black top, her hair was pulled up in a messy bun. I got out with her card in my hand, and tried to casually stroll over to her.
I called out “Jayme!” she turned, saw me and had a look of relief on her face.
“Hey you look amazing” she said.
“Aww you are too sweet, so do you” I said back, handing her the card.
“Have you had lunch yet?” she asked.
“No I haven’t.”
She smiled and said “Then let’s go eat some lunch, we will take my vehicle”
I smiled at her and said “ok I’ll go grab my purse”
As I was walking back to my car, I wondered if she was checking me out. I snatched my purse out of the seat and locked the door. She pulled near my car. I climbed in the passenger side of Jayme’s new vehicle. “Nice Tahoe” I said, trying to make small talk.
“Thank you, Tim bought it for me about a month ago, I really like it.”
“I assume Tim is your husband?” I asked
“of course, I know why you would ask though, the guys don’t know each other’s first names, so you know Tim as Shipman, and I know your husband as Smith”
I smiled at her and said “Chris is his first name, he bought me a new car before we left to come to Alaska.”
She giggled and said “Sounds like we got us some good men.”
We pulled into Chili’s parking lot, and we both got out. She grabbed my hand and held it as we walked through the parking lot. Is she bi-sexual? Or is this what a lot of girl-friends do? God let her be bi-sexual I said in my head. We sat in a booth, she ordered water, and I ordered a coke.
“I sure do miss sweet tea.”
She laughed and said, “Yea me too, we make it at our house though.”
“So do we.” I replied.
She ordered some chips and salsa.
“So, have you met a lot of girls up here.” she asked.
I looked at her slightly confused as to what her question meant. “No, the other night at the Polar bar was the first time I had met anyone here.”
She smiled “ I have had a few girlfriends here, but they have all moved away, I was starting to get lonely, I think we can be good friends, I feel a deep connection to you for some reason.”
I smiled and said “Yea, I think you are a lot of fun to be around.”
She smiled. We ordered the same thing for lunch. She talked of boyfriends past, and she gawked at the thought that my husband was my first boyfriend, and my first and only sexual partner. We talked about our sex lives and how great each of our husbands are. We split the bill, and walked to her vehicle , again holding hands. We got in she looked at me and said,
“I feel like I have known you my whole life!”
I laughed “Yea I know! It really does feel like we have known each other a long time.”
“Would you like to come back to my house, I have a bunch of photos of Alaska in the winter, I think you would really enjoy seeing them.” she smiled.
“Yea, that sounds great! It will be nice to see what a furnished base housing looks like.”
We shared a laugh. “I remember what that was like.” she said.
I was pleasantly surprised when she turned onto the road I lived on, and then turned into a driveway four houses down.
“I live four houses down from you!” I said.
“Wow really?”
“Yep”.
She unlocked the front door, and we stepped into her living room. I sat down on the couch, while she bent down in the cabinet looking for a photo album.
“It should be in here somewhere” she said.
I stared at her long legs and smooth round ass bent over less than three feet from me. She found it and sat beside me with the album.
“Girl, get comfortable, take them shoes off. ”
I unfasten the straps while she took off her shoes as well. She turned toward me sitting Indian style; I could see her solid black thong under her skirt clear as day. It appeared as if she was shaven. I began flipping through the pages, she smiled as there were pictures of her in a bikini.
“Sorry those are from Arizona. ”,She said
“I don’t mind, you look amazing!”
She looked at me, and I smiled. Upon finishing the book, she showed me their bedroom. Silk sheets, and cherry wood furniture, made the room sparkle.
“Have you ever kissed a girl, Jayme?” I asked. She looked at me.
“Have you?” she shot back.
“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have asked it’s none of my business.” I said.
“You want to kiss me?” she smiled.
I laughed nervously. She took my hand and sat me down on the bed.
“I have kissed other women, and I have been with other women. If this is a problem for you, I understand.”
I smiled “No it’s not a problem.”
She smiled at me. She looked into my eyes, and slowly touched my face, then kissed me softly, in a way I have never been kissed, she ran her fingers through my hair, and slowly ran her tongue over my lips. She pulled away .
“How was that for a first kiss from a girl?”
My face flushed, my panties were soaked, my loins burned. I wanted her, I wanted her pussy on my mouth, I wanted to lick her nipples, and I wanted to touch her pussy. I smiled at her.
“Very nice.” she laughed.
“Well I need to make dinner.” Jayme said.
I glanced at the clock, “So do I.”
We slowly walked back to her vehicle. She pointed out a few flowers she had planted. She drove me back to the commissary and She stopped in front of my car, and leaned over, and I kissed her. I got out of her vehicle and watched as she drove off.
The next day drug by, I thought of Jayme’s soft sweet lips, and how great they felt pressed against mine. I spent most of the day in bed catching up on some reading, and checking my cell phone to be sure Jayme or my husband hadn’t called. Around noon I finally took a shower, and straightened up the house. I put a whole chicken in the oven, with some potatoes and carrots, and decided that I wanted to have sex with my husband as soon as he came in the door. I put on a red see through lingerie that I had bought just a week ago, and slipped on my heels. The heavy aroma of roasted chicken floated through the air. I stood next to the counter when I heard the sound of the car door slamming. Chris opened the door, and started bitching.
“Do you know that son of a bitch told me……FUCK” he stood at the door gazing at me.
I smiled, “you were saying?” I giggled.
“Fuck baby!” he managed to get out.He dropped his stuff, and walked over to me, and kissed me with a lot of tongue, and he ran his hands over my warm body, reaching behind me grabbing my ass. He kissed my neck and chest; he picked me up and sat me on the counter. He kissed my soft tan legs,all the way up to my thighs.
“Mmmmm something smells delicious.” he said smirking. He pulled my panties aside and stuck his tongue in my pussy.
“Damn baby you’re like a waterfall, you have been waiting for me huh?”
He licked my pussy. He kissed my lips hard and full of passion, while taking his clothes off. He walked to the couch in his ABU pants, and combat boots. He removed his boots. I hopped off the counter and slowly walked to the couch. He took his pants off, and his hard cock flopped out of his boxers as he pulled them down. I kneeled in front of him and took his hard cock into my mouth and sucked the tip hard, while rubbing his balls. I climbed up on top of him, and slid his cock into my pussy; they both let out a sigh. I began fucking his cock, bouncing up and down, he pulled my tits from the red flowing lingerie, and sucked my tit hard. I bounced hard on his dick. He told me to get up and bend over the counter. I walked to the counter and bent over it, he stood behind me and lined his cock up with my pussy and slammed it in. He grabbed my long hair and fucked me hard and steady until he filled my pussy with his cum. He panted laying his head on my back. He jumped into the shower. I fixed his plate; we sat at the dinner table and began eating.
“Shipman said his wife said you two went out for lunch yesterday.” Chris said.
“Yea, we did, it was really nice of her to invite me out.”
“I’m glad you have made a friend so quickly.” he said
“She kissed me.”
He coughed “Bullshit! She did not!” he said
“Yes she did, with tongue!”
“You are a bad liar!”
“I swear to you baby, I am NOT lying to you!” I said
“Well, where did she kiss you?”
“She kissed me in their bedroom.”
He smiled “That’s hot!”
“Yea it was, I was so wet when she dropped me off!”
“I wonder if Shipman knows.”
“haha I don’t know if he does or not.” I replied
“If she kisses you again, take a picture of you two kissing!”
“No way you pervert!”
We climbed into bed and fell asleep after a quickie. The idea of me kissing a woman had turned him on.
It had been two weeks since Jayme kissed me. I hadn’t heard from her since. Was I supposed to call Jayme? I picked up my phone, and called Jayme. No answer. A few minutes after one PM Jayme called me back.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Hey girl, what are you up to?” she said.
“Nothing much, sort of wondered if I made you upset?” I asked
“No girl not at all, I was nervous to call you, you know being that I kissed you, I thought maybe I scared you away.”
“No you are too beautiful to run from” I told her.
“Why don’t you come over? I really hate talking on the phone.”
“Okay, I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
“Okay bye.”
“Bye.”
I got to her front door, knocked Jayme answered the door, and we embraced for a hug. I could feel her breast against mine. She smiled at me.
“Well aren’t you going to kiss me?” I asked. She smiled even bigger. We kissed each other gently with just a little bit of tongue. We lay down in her bed and talked about the past two weeks. We admitted to each other that we missed one another, and the kiss we had shared. We began kissing each other again. She glided her fingers over my body lightly.
“I miss having a woman to play with.” she said.
“You can play with me if you want to.” I said, feeling embarrassed.
She kissed me hard, and pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me; she kissed my neck and my chest. She pulled my shirt off , reveling my pink bra , and straddled me, and pulled her shirt off. She stood up and took off her pants, and took my skirt off, both of us in our bra an thongs, I felt a little embarrassed that my black thong did not match my bra, but she didn’t seem to notice. I loved the way her red bra and thong glowed off of her skin. She climbed on top of me, and gently grinded her pussy onto mine, I moaned slightly. She undid her bra allowing her firm round breast to fall out. I grabbed her tits, then sat up and sucked her nipples. She leaned back in pleasure. She then unsnapped my bra and began sucking my tits. She kissed down my body, and got to my thong, and noticed it was wet.
“I really turn you on huh?”
I smiled and said “yea, you do you are very sexy.”
She pulled my panties off my bare pussy, and slid a finger around my pussy lips. She licked and sucked on my pussy lips. I grabbed my tits and moaned at the feel of her warm wet tongue on my pussy then she slid her fingers into it. I gasped in pleasure. I pulled her up and took her thong off. I was correct she was indeed shaven. We got in the sixty- nine position, her on top. I licked her pussy and fingered it, she moaned wiggling around. I felt tension in my pussy, and could feel it in hers, I licked harder and fingered her harder, and she did the same. She came first she trembled on top of me as pleasure overwhelmed her sexy body. I came quickly after she did; the way she sounded when she came pushed me over the edge. We laid in bed for quite some time just enjoying each other’s bodies. She walked me to the door, and kissed me, and I kissed her back. She promised to call the next day.
After I returned home I sat on the couch waiting for my husband to come home. I was so confused as to what had happened. Did I just cheat on my husband? Is it cheating when it’s with another woman? I went to the shower, and climbed in washing my body, I heard Chris’s voice. I’m not ready to tell him, but I need to I thought to myself . He was in the bedroom when I was stepping out of the shower; I walked into the bedroom, with my hair wrapped in a towel, and towel wrapped around my body. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him. I smiled. He undid my towel and let it drop to the floor. He began sucking my tits. I pulled away.
“What’s a matter baby?” he asked.
“I just don’t want to have sex tonight.”
“Fine.” he said.
He got up and went into the kitchen. “Baby I’m sorry, I just had a bad day.” I said.
“Its fine.” he managed a smile.
I watched him make a sandwich. I laid down in bed and quickly fell asleep.
I woke up to the phone ringing, I answered it was Jayme; she had bad news, and wanted to come see me. I heard a knock on the door, I opened the door, it was Jayme and she was obviously upset. I hugged her tight.
“What’s wrong Jayme?”
“We are being reassigned.” she said.
“Oh, wow where?”
“Florida, at Elgin.”
“Dang, figures I find a friend, sleep with her and she’s leaving.”
We both laughed awkwardly.
“Are you excited about the warm weather?” I asked her to ease the tension.
“Yes and no.” I smiled at her then kissed her on the lips. She smiled. She quickly took off her shirt, and I followed in suit taking of my shorts right after her, we began making out on the couch. Feeling each other’s bodies. We moved to the floor, both completely naked now. She lay on top of me kissing my mouth, darting her tongue in and out of mouth. She made me sit up, I followed her orders. She sat in front of me, placing her right leg over my left leg, and slides her left leg under my right leg. We began rubbing our pussies together, moaning. She came quickly, but continued to trib with me. Right when I was getting close to cumming the front door opened.
My husband and Shipmen came in, Jayme and I both scrambled to cover ourselves up. Both men stood at the door mouths open in disbelief of what they had just witnessed. Shipman spoke first.
“Well, why did you guys stop?” he smiled.
My husband smiled, and quickly agreed with Shipman. We looked at one another, and began kissing each other. My husband and Shipman sat on the couch, watching Jayme and I kiss each other, we slowly began tribbing once again. As Jayme and I were rubbing our soaking wet pussies together, I noticed the hard cocks growing in Shipman’s and my husbands pants. I smiled at both of them, and sucked Jayme’s nipples hard, with her mouth open wide moaning loudly, I stuck my tongue in her mouth. I kissed her hard with a lot of tongue. We fondled each other’s breast. Finally Shipman couldn’t handle the heat anymore. He stood up and unbuttoned his pants and walked over to Jayme and shoved his cock into her waiting mouth. I watched as he abused her pretty face with his massive cock. Chris soon followed behind Shipman, I opened my mouth as my husband pushed his cock into my mouth. Jayme and I continued rubbing our pussies together, as our husbands fucked our mouths. I heard Shipman begin to moan as he came in Jayme’s mouth, I watched as cum dipped off of her chin. Chris then came into my mouth, Jayme and I immediately began kissing, and swapping the cum back and forth between us. We swallowed both , Chris and Shipman’s cum.
Jayme and I fucked each other every day for the next two weeks. Sometimes the guys would join in, sometimes, just us sucking their dicks, then swapping cum, and sometimes I would suck my husband’s cock, while Jayme ate my pussy, and Shipman fucked his wife. Other times, Jayme would suck Shipman’s cock, while I ate her pussy, and Chris fucked me. The day they left, Jayme and I cried, and promised we would go on vacation together to do it all again.

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Spanking of My Secretary

This is just a piece of fiction hope the readers enjoy it
When I walked over to her cubicle, I looked sternly at my administrative assistant. She looked nervously back. “Melissa,” I said, “please come to my office for a few minutes.” When we were in my office, I sat at my desk, leaned back in my chair, and said, “Please close the door, and sit down.”
When she complied I began, “Melissa, during your first two years here as my administrative assistant, your performance was exemplary. That is why I am distressed by your behaviour during the past four months. You often come to work late, and you have been making many careless mistakes. Others have noticed too. They have complained to me. I have had to apologize on your behalf, and make excuses for you.”
Melissa sat nervously. She has long blond hair. Her eyes are the blue of a cloudless sky. Her skin has the color of cream with just a hint of strawberry in it. Melissa was raised in England, and speaks with a beautiful plumy accent. She is fresh and innocent. She was wearing a tasteful, modest dress, and looking like Hollywood’s image of a proper young lady in movies made during the 1930’s and 1940’s.
“I am sorry,” was all she could say.
“Do you have any explanation?” I asked.
“There have been events in my personal life…” she began, “but I agree that they should not have affected my behaviour here.”
“They certainly should not have. Because of the troubling economic times I have been forced to make some rather difficult decisions about who to keep on the payroll. I have been under some pressure to fire you, Melissa.” I paused for a moment, watching Melissa become even more nervous. “Do you believe that you can return to your previous performance level?”
“Yes, Sir, I certainly do.”
“I certainly hope so,” I said, “So I have decided to give you a second chance.” Melissa looked very relieved. “However, I do not believe that it would be fair to those of your co-workers that I have had to let go for this to pass without some corrective measure. I have two alternatives, and I ask you to choose between them. The first, is that you accept a ten percent cut in pay, starting today. You will agree that this is preferable to a termination notice.”
“Yes, I certainly do.”
“The second, which I hope you choose, is that you report to my office Saturday morning at 10:00 for a paddling session.” After a long pause I smiled sardonically, and said, “You blush. You are aware that if you choose the second punishment, you will be required to expose your beautiful bare bottom to my paddle and my eyes.”
“Sir she began indignantly, “with such an indecent suggestion as that I feel that I should walk out of your office, and resign at once. At the very least, I should accept the first alternative.” She paused. “Unfortunately, I still have student loans to pay off.”
“Those student loans are fortunate for me, Melissa,” I said with a smile. “I am looking forward to this. I could give you your punishment now, but I have not purchased a paddle yet, and I do not want anyone to hear what is happening in here. You will be expected to be here at 10:00 am Saturday. You better not be a minute late.”
“I won’t be, Sir,” my embarrassed administrative assistant said.
“You, Melissa, need to worry about unemployment,” I explained. “I need to worry about losing this entire company. If that happens, we will all be unemployed. We need to pull together and work conscientiously. I have to admit that I hired you not only because of your professional qualifications, but because of your loveliness, and your classic and proper elegance. I used to be proud to take you to offsite meetings with me. Now it is my responsibility as your employer to help you to resume your earlier habits.
“That is why it is necessary for both of us to work on improving your performance. I am sure we can succeed. Please be sure to be on time Saturday.”
During the rest of the week Melissa blushed when she saw me, and tried not to look at my eyes. I smiled at her in ways that I hoped were not too obviously lustful. I would be dishonest not to admit that I relished my opportunity. Melissa has an excellent figure. I looked forward to turning her delicious derrière to a bright red. Every night I lay in bed masturbating as I imagined what was going to happen.
When the day finally arrived, I was at my office by 9:30 in the morning. I left the door to my office open. I could have set my watch by the time Melissa entered at 10:00. “Well, good morning, Melissa,” I said cheerfully.
“Good morning, Sir” she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
“Please close and lock the door. I gave the security guard the day off with pay, but I don’t want to take any chances on us being interrupted. When she complied I said, “You really are pretty today, Melissa. I love the way your floral blouse and blue jeans display your excellent figure to advantage. I have always been complemented on having a lovely administrative assistant.”
“Thank you, Sir”
“As we discussed, you need to remove your jeans and panties, so you might as well begin.” As Melissa sat down in a chair in front of my desk, I walked to the front of my desk, leaned back against it, and watched eagerly. She untied her shoes, and removed them and her socks. More slowly, she pulled off her blue jeans. “You have excellent legs,” I said. After a long pause, she quickly removed her panties.
“And you have a most beautiful, shaven vulva,” I exclaimed with delight. “Did your boy friend ask you to shave it?”
“I don’t have a boy friend,” Melissa answered, before adding quickly, “I don’t allow men to pick me up at bars either. When I knew I would be removing my panties before you, it seemed appropriate to shave.”
“That was certainly thoughtful of you. I very definitely prefer it to be shaven. Please come closer, so that I may inspect your most private area.”
When she obeyed, I smiled and said, “You are blushing. That is most delightfully appropriate. It means that you are not used to undressing in front of a man. Your face is almost as red as I will soon make your bottom.” I ran the back of several fingers of my right hand against Melissa’s perfect Mons Verenis, saying, “This is as smooth and hairless as the vulva of a nine year old girl. I love the way you have a small mound, and a well defined slit with no clitoral hood.” I put my middle index finger in her slit, and added, “You do have a well developed clitoris, however. You are also wet, so I know you are enjoying this.”
“I wish I wasn’t,” she said under obvious strain. “It feels indecent of me.”
“Well, Melissa,” I said removing my finger, “I do not mind telling you that my penis is hard and straight right now. But we did not come here to make love. We came here to make you a better subordinate. Go to the book shelf over there, and fetch me my paddle.”
As she turned around and walked I said, “Your calves are perfectly formed, Melissa, and I love the dimples on the backs of your knees.” When she returned with the paddle I added, “The thighs beneath your genital region are so beautiful I can imagine admiring them on a movie screen.”
Melissa stood before me, and handed me the paddle, but I said, “Before giving the paddle to me, Melissa, I would like you to examine it. As you might expect, I had trouble finding a store that sold these. At first I wanted to buy one made out of black walnut, because it had a sensuous dark color, and the wood was heavier. I thought it would enable me to give the blows with greater power. Fortunately, I talked to the man who owned the store about our requirements. He suggested a hickory paddle instead. He explained that it was as hard as black walnut, but lighter, and that the very lightness would add to the sting.
“You can see how well polished it is, Melissa. The edges have been carefully rounded. It has been given three coats of non-yellowing lacquer. You cannot help but admire the grain. I specifically asked for a long paddle, so that I could deliver the blows with sufficient leverage. The head is seventeen inches in length, and four inches in width. The handle is nine and a half inches long. In the past children were ‘taught to the tune of a hickory stick,’ for a reason,” I said with a chuckle. “We are fortunate that I came to the store when I did. This was the last paddle like this in stock. It was quite a bit longer than the others, and more expensive. I chose it because I think it is very important for you to benefit from this experience.
“Well, give me the paddle, Melissa,” I said pleasantly. “It’s time for us to begin. Now I want you to bend over my desk, put the palms of your hands on the surface, and stick out your beautiful bare bottom to receive the blows.”
She obeyed, but the tail of her blouse covered most of her buttocks. “That won’t work,” I said. “I believe I will need to ask you to remove your blouse.”
When she did, I said, “I am delighted that you are not wearing a bra. Let me inspect your breasts.” I ran the fingers of my left hand over her right breast, feeling the nipple, and saying, “This is nice and hard. You really are excited. I think you’ve been looking forward to this too. You could have worn a bra, but you did not. You did not need to shave your vulva, but you did.”
“Sir, you may derive whatever perverted pleasure from my predicament you can,” Melissa said angrily. “I am enduring this because I must, but if you rape me I swear to you I will go to the police.”
“I have no intention of raping you, Melissa,” I said reassuringly. “I would protect you from someone who tried,” I ran my fingers down past her flat stomach to her perfect vulva, which I entered with my middle index finger. “This is even wetter than before. I would of course enjoy making love with you, but if we ever do that,” I said with my finger at the entrance to her vagina, which I was pleased to find blocked, “it will happen in response to your request, rather than mine.
“Very well,” I continued. “Bend over, and prepare to receive your well deserved punishment. I like you Melissa. Therefore I do not intend to spare you. I want this to be a memorable experience for both of us. Years from now you will be glad we shared this event together. I can’t overstress that I am trying to help you become the perfect employee you were when I hired you.”
I moved behind her, saying “That’s good. Now stick out your buttocks a just little more.” She put her elbows down on the desk top. “Perfect! I love the way your vagina peeks out between the tops of your thighs. Your bottom looks as though it was specifically created for my paddle.” I moved beside her.
As Melissa fearfully waited for my first blow, I could not help but comment, “Your breasts are beautiful, Melissa. I’m glad I ordered you to remove all of your clothes. Your spanking will be long and hard, but it will be good for you. I have been looking forward to doing this all week, so I will deliver the blows with considerable enthusiasm. I am an avid tennis player. I think you will soon agree that I have a strong right arm.” I affectionately patted her bare bottom with the paddle a few times to increase her nervous anticipation. Then I swung it back in a circular motion, and gave her a powerful smack that resounded loudly.
“Oh!” she said.
“That got your attention, didn’t it?” I chuckled. “I love the way your breasts moved at the moment of impact. I made the right decision to schedule this disciplinary session for Saturday, don’t you agree? That could certainly be heard on the other side of my door. Did it sting the way it was supposed to?”
“Yes it did.”
“Good. I will have to go back to the store, and tell the owner about this. I will of course not tell him your name.”
“I hope not.”
I spanked her again, harder this time. She cried again in the most delightful way. “Courage, Melissa, courage,” I said before spanking her a third time. “This time you did not say anything, but the expression on your lovely face revealed that really felt it,” I gloated. “Do you think this will help you come to work on time?” I teased.
“Yes, I know it will Sir she said before I spanked her again. “Oh please Sir,” she pleaded.
“Oh please Sir,” I repeated pleasantly. “Please keep giving such delightful pleas,” I chuckled at my witty use of a homophone. Then I spanked her again. “Please keep moving your bottom in so pleasing a manner,” I said. It really pleases me.”
“Sir, this really hurts. How long will it continue? You must stop.”
“I am the one who will decide how long your spanking continues. The longer it lasts on the more I enjoy it. The more I enjoy it, the longer it lasts. I warned you this would be a severe and lengthy spanking. I am just warming up. The best is yet to be.” To illustrate my point, I spanked her again. “Once more I hear your delightful cry. I wish I was recording this on a cam recorder.”
Melissa tried not to say anything, so the only sound was the loud smack of my paddle against her delicious flesh. “Your delicious bottom is becoming a bright red,” I boasted. “I wish you could see it. It looks like a Valentine heart.” She remained silent.
“This is so much fun,” I said zestfully. “Sometimes I target your right cheek,” I said spanking to the right. “Sometimes I target your left cheek,” I said while spanking her to the left. “Usually I land the paddle firmly on both cheeks,” I said before delivering a powerful blow to both, a blow that must have echoed far beyond my office. I laughed pleasantly.
Then I felt her left breast. “Your nipple is even harder,” I pointed out. “My penis is too.” I gave another blow to her quivering cheeks. “Mo les ah!” I cried, drawing out the syllables of her name. “This is sooo delightful!”
At last she pleaded, “Sir, have mercy. I can’t bear this.”
“This time I agree,” I said. “In the midst of all that red I see the white beginning of a blister. I do not want to break your delicious skin, although I would love to continue. Do you believe you have learned something today?”
“Yes, I’m certain of it, Sir Only please don’t spank me anymore.” She began to sob uncontrollably from pain, shame, and relief.
“There, there Melissa. I’m finished. You were very brave. You also gave me a great deal of pleasure. I seldom become so thoroughly aroused. Just stay there. The shop that sold me the paddle also had some soothing balm with a local analgesic in it to turn the pain into a sensuous coolness, and help with the healing process. It is safe and legal, although, as with the paddle, I paid for it with cash.”
I opened a drawer in my desk, removed a container, and poured some of it into my right hand, and began to rub it over Melissa’s beautiful behind. “Does this feel better?”
“Yes, it does, Sir Thank you so much. Oh!” she cooed. “This feels wonderful. It turns the pain into pleasure.”
“Excellent! That’s what the man at the sex shop said it would do. I’ll give you several bottles to take home with you. Use it whenever the pain starts. I just wish I could be with you to apply it myself. I love rubbing this over the smooth flesh of your perfect buns. I particularly enjoy rubbing it between your thighs.” She tried to keep from giggling. When I was finished, I returned the bottle to my desk, and wiped my hand with a cloth.
Returning to Melissa I said, “You may stand up now. Let me see how you look in front.”
When she obeyed, I said, “My goodness; look at you. Your vagina is dripping with lubrication.”
“Oh dear!” she said with a worried expression. “This is truly embarrassing.”
“It might soak all the way through your blue jeans,” I warned. “Just a minute. I’ll get some tissues.” Fortunately, I had some Kleenex from my last cold. I stooped in front of Melissa, and said, “Here I am, carefully wiping the most private part of my most fetching administrative assistant.” Melissa cradled her arms together before her breasts, closing her eyes, and giggling with pleasure. When I could no longer resist, I gently kissed her vulva, right on the slit. “There, that’s better,” I said putting the wet tissues into my desk drawer. I did not want the janitor to find them in the waste paper basket.
I held Melissa tenderly. “I can’t help but marvel at the softness of your perfect back, and the smoothness of your skin” I told her, “I hope this session has been beneficial to you.”
“It has been, Sir she said, kissing me on my cheek, before saying quickly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m glad you did,” I said, kissing her lips. “From now on I am going to be strict with you. Obviously, I would like to do this again. It was even more enjoyable than I expected. Nevertheless, if you return to your previous level of performance, I will give you a generous raise. We can also talk about your student loan. I think I can take care of that too.
“You will have difficulty sitting down for awhile, so I advise you take Monday off. It will be a day off with pay that I will not count among your sick days or vacations. Now put your clothes on. You better let me walk to your car with you. This neighbourhood can be dangerous on Saturdays.”
Now she is my sex slave and I will write about how I violated her sweet tight cunt and her
Virgin ass in my next story.
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harry potter and the snake charm

Valdamort set in his chair in the up most room of the riddle house, to which he had been force to flee back to after a run in with Dumbledore. He curled his long skeletal fingers around his wand, immersed in his dark thought. Worm tail had been gone for far too long. He had sent the sniveling coward to Hogwarts to spy on Harry potter in preparation for his latest plan. Valdarmort would punish him for keeping him waiting and kill him if he came back with news that he couldn’t keep Harry from leaving the school. Valdamort knew once Dumbledore was gone Harry in one of his stupidly valiant efforts would leave the school. If every thing went as planed he would have Harry begging for death in a month.
“Nagini!” said valdamort in parsletounge.
“Make yourself known.”
A huge python slithered out of a hole in the floor and rapped itself around the back of valdamort’s chair.
“Are you ready for our little game my sweet.” he said.
Nagini nodded, flicking her tongue.
A loud sound like the backfiring of a car echoed through the room and worm tail appeared, his decrepit form bent in a low bow.
“master I have returned with good news.” he said.
“Good then I won’t have to kill you but you’re still late!” hissed valdamort.
“Crucio!”
Worm tail fell to the floor screaming. Valdamort gave his wand a light flick and worm tail lay still and silent.
“Forgive me my lord, but the mud blood, her cat.” worm tail groveled
“I do not care for your excuses rat, is the boy staying at school or not” said valdamort.
Worm tail crawled to his feet and nodded.
“Minerva McGonagall scolded him for even thinking it.”
Everything was falling into place all that remained was nagini. Valdamort ignored worm tail as he whimpered as he stood and walked to the center of the room. “Harry is lonely. He misses Sirius and he needs a father figure a male companion other then the red head. I will send him this and more.” he said raising his wand. It was the perfect scheme, send nagini into Hogwarts to befriend Harry and gain his trust, and then crush him.
“The beauty of a veela enchantment of a mermaid and the ferocity of a basilisk. All in the body of a teenage boy. I can not wait to see the out come.” nagini coiled her self in front of her master and hissed loudly. Valdamort pointed his wand at her and hissed
“TRANSGARMUS”
A jet of blood red light shot out his wand tip and engulfed nagini in flames. Her body twisted and turned in the flame, become something else something almost human. When the flames died where once a python set now was a young boy. His hair was long and black and fell in thick curls around his shoulders; his shocking dark green eyes were the only thing still snake like about him.
“Nagini stand” said valdamort. The creature that once been nagini staggered to his feet.
“Nagini speak” the young boy opened his mouth and in a low sweet trusting voice said.
“Master”
He was perfect, this was to be the week link in Harry potters chain of life.” worm tail fetch…. Nero yes Nero, fetch Nero something to ware.
Harry potter set in the common room of Gryffindor tower packing his trunk. Ron already done and helping him find random thing he might need. If McGonagall wouldn’t let him leave he would sneak out. “Where are we going again” said Ron his brown eyes looking into Harry’s. “I’ve said it at least two times already” said Harry. Wrestling Ron to the ground. “We’re going to my parent’s house then we’re going to find valdamort and kick his snake eyed ass.”
“Oh” said Ron as Harry let him up. The two boys finished packing then went down stairs. Hermione was waiting a thick spell book clutched to her chest and her cat crookshanks setting on her trunk.
“took you tow long enough,” he said pulling out her wand.
“Well go on put your bags over there so I shrink them” Harry and Ron placed their bags next to hers, Ron shooing the cat out of the way. “Menescularuis” she said. With a loud pop the shrunk to the size of snuff boxes. Harry Ron and Hermione placed their trunks in the pockets of their winter robes. Let’s go. Harry draped his invisible cloak over himself and his friends and they set off. With the marauder’s map clutched tightly in one hand t Harry led the way to the front gate.
“Ok we’ll find the thresals and make a quick be line to my mom and dad’s house” said Harry pushing open the gate. They walked out a few feet into the deep snow. Suddenly Harry tripped over something.
“Harry, are you ok?” said Hermione rushing to his side.
“Yeah what the heck did I trip over.” he said looking at what had snagged his foot. At first glance it looked like a large black rock but then Harry noticed it was breathing.
“It’s a boy “said Hermione pulling back the shear black hood that cover his face.
“And he beautiful.” Harry and Ron rushed to see what was she was talking about. There under layers of black fabric laid a boy with long twilight black hair. “Harry we have to get him to the hospital wing.” said Hermione. Harry nodded and picked the boy up.”
“Have you all been stuffing your ears with troll wax!” yelled McGonagall. Harry Ron and Hermione were all sitting in her office. The young man they had found outside was safe in the hospital wing if only the same went for them. “After I deliberately told you were all to stay in your dorms.” Harry opened his mouth to argue but McGonagall raised her hand for silence. “Now I will not take any points from your house” she said. Hermione gave a sigh of relief. “But for your actions you are banded from all school outings and you will show our guest the ways of Hogwarts. “Wait a moment” said Harry.
“So we’re babysitting. McGonagall nodded. “Now out and t bed with you. Oh and potter our guest Nero will be sharing a
Bed with you until we can make room for him.” Harry grumbled under his breath as he Ron and Hermione left. The boy was standing across from them.
“Thank you for saving” he said. His voice was a beautiful tone with an accent that sounded like Latin. “You have no idea how long I had been traveling.”
“You’re uh welcome” said Harry. He found it impossible to be angry at Nero.
“I’m Harry potter, this is Hermione and… the drooling mass over there is Ron” Ron gave Harry the finger but only after wiping is mouth. It seemed that Harry wasn’t the only that Nero was having some emotional effect on. Harry led Nero up to the Gryffindor common room. He took in every thing with the wonder of a new born child. “This place it is beautiful,” he said running his had over the side of the fireplace. “Where do we sleep Harry.” that sentence suddenly made Harry feel a bit turned on and it seemed he wasn’t the only one. Ron slowly set down his face a bright red. “We sleep right up these stairs.” said Harry taking Nero by the hand and leading him up the staircase.
Harry lay in bed, Nero at his side. They had all gone to bed early. He knew that even though this whole thing had happened while everyone was sleep the whole school would know about it by the first class. Nero set up and looked around. Harry could have sworn his eyes had glowed red/gold for a second. He looked at him and Nero smiled. “Harry thank you again for coming to my rescue.” he said. He leaned over and kissed Harry on the lips. Harry gently pushed him away.” hold on umm…” he said trying to calm himself. He was getting a boner and just from kiss. He wasn’t supposed to react this way from a kiss from another guy. “I… don’t think…” Nero nodded his head. “I’m sorry where I’m from a kiss is a friendly gesture. It means different hear am I right.” he said laying back down. Harry let out a long sigh. Nero giggled. “I’m sorry for making you get excited.” he said rolling over and going to sleep. Harry slapped his forehead. Nero had noticed his erection.
“hey potter I heard you got caught trying to sneak out last night an came across a little something.” said draco as Harry and Ron walked up to the potions class door. “so where is he” Harry ignored Draco and continued his conversation with Ron. Suddenly everything fell silent. Harry look behind him and saw coming down the dungeon corridor was Hermione ad Nero. He was dressed in an outfit fit for an Egyptian goddess. His legs where bare of hair as were bare arms and chest which was coved by only a bit of black and green fabric that connected to the on around his waist with a gold ring. Another hung around his neck. Gold bangles circled his wrist and ankles. Draco’s jaw was practically hitting the floor.
“He wouldn’t ware the school uniform I found for him.” said Hermione shaking her head. “he said it was too baggy and he would talk to the head of our house about it but for now he would where that.” Harry and every one for that matter had no real complaints about seeing Nero dressed so exotically.
The door to the potions classroom swung open and snape stepped out. “all of you inside NOW!” he said taking his usual head count. He took a doubled take as Nero walked in behind Harry. “may I ask what are you wearing.” he said grabbing on to Nero’s arm. Nero glared at him said something so low Harry couldn’t hear. Snape let go o his arm and they walked into class. Nero set next to Harry. “Oi potter” said draco turning around in his seat. “What did snape say to your boy friend?” Harry was going to retaliate but Nero told him to turn his head. For some reason Harry had to do as he was asked. He turned his head and heard all the slytherine at the table in front of him gasp. Harry looked up and Nero was staring at him with the most innocent look. But the
Draco’s table was giving him the most terrified glances.
“It seem because of potter and his pitiful group we have a new student.” said snape.
“Nero python.” Nero stood up and gave the class a low bow. “any question for our guest” said snape. Seamus raised his hand. “Where are you from because those clothes don’t look like anything from here.” he said.
“I’m from a tribe in the Amazon.” said Nero. “I was seent to Hogwarts for a better magical education.” another hand in the air this time it was Draco.
“My father said that people in the Amazon have special magic.” he said now regaining his usual sneering smile.
“Yes it is true,” said Nero getting up again and walking to the front of the class. “Ron would you come up here please.” without a moment’s hesitation Ron was striding to where Nero stood. A low beat flowed thought the class and Harry realized it was coming from inside his head, coming from Nero’s mind. Slowly Nero began to belly dance around Ron who seemed dumbfounded. He slid against him. He snapped his finger and Ron set down. He snapped them again and Ron began to dance around the class like a ballerina. Harry stopped laughing. Nero was giving Ron commands not just with the snapping of his fingers but in pousletounge. Only Harry noticed. Slowly after Ron was now under his spell Nero redirected his spell on Harry. “I know you understand me Harry.” said Nero not moving his lips. He was inside Harry’s mind. “Please don’t fear me, I wont you to be with me.” Nero snapped his fingers again and the music stopped. Ron came out of his trance and looked around.
Everyone was laughing and even Ron joined in realizing they where laughing at him but not knowing why. He and Nero set down on either side of Harry Ron telling Hermione how it felt to under Nero’s spell. “Harry did I do good” said Nero. Harry nodded and smiled at him. “You were wonderful. We hardly ever get to laugh in this class.”
Nero slid his hand down Harry’s thigh and into his pants. Harry didn’t say a word, he didn’t want to. Nero massaged his cock slowly with his thumb and index finger. Harry gave a low sigh. For the rest of the period Harry could hardly concentrate with Nero playing with his cock under the table. Ron and Hermione kept asking him if he was ok because he continued to give off low groans and sigh and the occasional throwing back of his head.
That night Harry Ron, Hermione and Ginny set in the common room by the hearth. Harry was lying in Ginny’s lap as she played with his hair. Ron set at Harry’s feet with his head across his ankles. Hermione was in the sofa reading a large book called magic of the Amazon. “Has anyone seen Nero” said Ron. Harry looked around. Sure enough Nero was no where to be seen.
“He said he wanted to take a bath.” said Fred and gorge coming down stair. “We recommended the prefect bathroom.” Harry lied back down and dozed. Nero was a big boy he cold take car of himself. Hour pasted and one after another everyone left for bed until only Harry, Ron and Hermione where left.
“Ok” said Harry jumping up. “he’s been gone to long I’m going to look for him.” Ron and Hermione nodded. Ron ran upstairs and got Harry’s invisible cloak and the map.
“We’ll stay up and wait for you.” he said handing them over to Harry.
The trip to the prefect bathroom was a short one. “Pine fresh” said Harry as the portrait slid aside to let him. The bathroom was full of a sweet perfume and the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. At first he thought it was the portrait of the mermaid but as he looked around he realized she was giving a very heated and hate filled glance at a corner of the great bath. Nero set with his eye closed singing.
“Alas my love you do me wrong to leave out on this winter’s dawn. Far sweep love to and all in know. In leave you now for the snow.” he sang. Harry set at the edge of the bath pulling off his cloak. “I thought I heard you.” said Nero opening his eyes. He glided through the water towards him. Harry put his hand in the water and Nero held it in his own. Harry smiled, leaned in and kissed him. Nero pulled him not the water. They rolled around in the bubbles; they wrestled until Harry was soaked. He pulled off his cloths and threw them out of the tub. Nero pressed his body against his and moaned. They continued to wrestle around for a few more minuets until Harry pulled himself out of the tub. “Wow that was… fun” he said lying down of the dry marbole floor. Nero lied next to him with his head on his chest.
“Harry do you think I’m bad.” he said tracing Harry’s nipple with his finger.
“No why would I” he said sitting up. “You’re a cool person and I like you.”
Nero smiled then pinned Harry to the floor. He mounted him and began to rub his ass against Harry’s cock.
“It this ok then, is this cool.” he said. Harry took hold of his hips and helped them move.
“Ginny cant’ find out ok” he said
Nero kissed Harry from head to toe working his way to his now aching hard cock. He licked the head teasing Harry, and then ran his tongue down the shaft. Harry moaned as Nero played with his dick like an ice cream. Finally he placed it in his mouth. Swallowing it all. Harry was about 9, inches to be exact and Nero had no problems fitting it all in his mouth. He sucked slowly, working Harry into frenzy. He had the poor boy writhing under him. Nero placed hi thumb right on Harry’s rose bud and pushed. With the pressure of the thumb and the perfect way NERCO was sucking his dick Harry knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from Cumming. Nero pulled away as if sensing Harry’s approaching ejaculation. He smiled ad let Harry relax be fore continuing. Harry pulled Nero’s head away from his cock by his hair and kissed him. Nero seemed to love Harry’s roughness. It was Harry’s turn now. He kissed a quick path down to Nero’s hard tanned and almost hairless dick. As Harry licked at Nero’s piss slit he noticed he had a tattoo on his in thigh. It was a skull surrounded by roses something was behind the roses; coming out of the skulls mouth but Harry was too rapped up in lust to think about it. Nero’s dick was the perfect size, and the perfect length for Harry’s mouth. Not to big but not at all small. Maybe about 11 inches and a little fatter then Harry’s. Harry sucked slowly on Nero enjoying the salty taste of his cock and the lovely sound of his moans. Nero bunked his hips trying to drive his dick deeper into Harry’s mouth. Soon he was fucking his face.
“Bend over “said Harry firmly. Nero gave a smirk but didn’t budge. He wanted Harry to make him bend over and Harry was all to willing to give him what he wanted. He grabbed Nero by the hair and waist and turned him over. “Fuck me potter” said Nero in a regal tone. Harry pressed the head of his dick on Nero’s asshole and found it wonderful wet. His dick slid right in, but the hole was still tight and Harry loves that above all. He gave a few slow thrust enjoying looking at his cock slide in out of Nero’s tight ass. Then he sped up. Nero screamed in pleasure. He arched his back as Harry fucked him faster and faster. He loved it when he pull his hair and rammed his cock in to his ass to let him know he wasn’t finished. Harry reached around and jacked Nero off at the same speed he was fucking him that was too much Nero gave on last moan and came all over Harry’s hand. Harry licked his fingers and found the sweetest taste. The taste and the sight of such purely white cum made Harry want cum too. He sped up his trust making Nero beg him not to stop. Then he exploded right in his tight ass. One shot, two shot, and three shot one after the other. Harry collapsed on the ground. Nero laid his head on Harry’s chest and they stayed like that for hours until they both fell asleep.
“Harry, Harry wake up mate.” a voice. Harry opened his eyes and looked around. He was back in the common room in the boy’s dorm. Ron Seamus and Hermione where all setting on the side of his bed looking at him. “About time” said Seamus? Harry was scared out of his mind. Had someone found him and Nero asleep in the prefect bathroom and both them back here, or had they come stumbling through the portrait hole in a drunken passionate embrace. “how did I… uh get back here” he said fearing the answer. “don’t your remember Harry.” said Hermione “you when to the library to find Nero and ended up falling asleep.” Ron nodded.
“Nero saw you on his way back and carried you all the way to you bed.”
Ron pointed at his bed and there was Nero sound asleep. “I let him have my bed and I slept on the couch down stairs.” said Ron massaging his neck. Harry realized he was wearing a clean and dry school uniform. His hair had been combed and his glasses were shined. “Come on you two” said Hermione. “Seamus has already left without us. Harry got up then paused. “What about Nero.” he said looking as his secret lover. ““We tried to wake him up three hours ago and he wouldn’t budge he would just roll over hiss at us then go back to sleep.” said Ron. Harry couldn’t keep his mind off Nero as he Ron and Hermione made their way to the grate hall for breakfast.
Nero smiled in his sleep
To be continued

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