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My Sister and Me – Swinging into the New Year 2 – Happy New Year

Mike finally has an invite to a couple’s swinging into the new year party, but his partner can’t go. Would he not get to fuck the gorgeous girl of his fantasies, whom he saw at the last party, a party he was working at? Well, to make things worse, the hot girl of his dreams was actually his 16 year old sister. Fucked up? Yup, and since both of them are dateless, she wants him to take her to the party – but no sex. What will happen?

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Pope Joan 1

Pope Joan 1
In the year of our lord, 823 AD a girl, Joanna Wellen was born in a small village not far from Salisbury Plain in southern England. He mother died due to complications of the birth. As she grew, she would often visit Stonehenge, with her father who treated her with great love and affection. Stonehenge was a religious center, and an astronomical observatory; which lay not far from their village. It was used as a place of worship, especially by the surfs and peasants who were not allowed to attend Church.
In those days in England and Europe for that matter, females were considered worthless, and only good for birthing babies, cooking, scrubbing and cleaning for a man. They were not allowed to go to school, as society thought them incapable of learning.
Joanna grew up as a scullery maid and worked on her Father’s farm for years. From the time she learned to speak, Joan always wanted to learn about everything, so when she was fifteen and began to clean house for the village schoolteacher, they became friends and when she was not working, she begged him to teach her to read.
As her father loved her very much, he had no complaints regarding her studies, and invited the schoolteacher for supper, four evenings a week in payment for teaching her.
After several years, the schoolteacher, one Edmund Beddus was married to a fairly well to do somewhat older widow, Gwendolyn Vaughan, who’s late husband was killed in a horseback ridding accident. It was not well known at the time; however he was drunk. As Edmund didn’t earn much money, he jumped at the chance to marry Gwendolyn, mostly for her stature and wealth.
After a while, Gwendolyn became angry due to the attention Edmund paid to Joan and threatened him with a divorce. Edmond ended his three-year relationship with the girl, and she had to return all of the books she had borrowed.
The young village priest Father Paul had always seen Joan walking with a book in her hands and was taken with her beauty. One day he saw her passing the church, however she had no book. He called to her and said,
“Are you no longer reading Joan?”
“I no longer have books available to me Father.” She said.
“Well Joan, if ever you wish books to read again, feel free to come by the rectory after supper and I will let you read some that belong to the church.”
This was a very special offer as there were no libraries and all books were written by hand. It would be six hundred years before; Johannes Gutenberg would invent moveable type and print his first bible.
The following evening, after making supper for her Father, Joan walked to the church and knocked on the rectory door. Father Paul answered and invited her in. As the parish was pour, they only had four books. One was a bible, the second was a book called, “Entrance to Heaven”, which was a guide for priests.
The third and forth were written in Latin, a language in which Joan had no knowledge. Father Paul told her to be seated by the fire, picked up the book in Latin and began to read.
“When a priest has a craving for a physical union, it is the duty of all females to give themselves to him willingly. This is the law of God. Sexual union is God’s reward to everyone who follows his decrees. The female shall spread her legs wide and allow the priest to enter her with his phallic member.
“Father what is a phallic member?”
“All males have a phallic member Joan. It is the essence of a man.”
“I have no knowledge of such essence. What will it do?”
“It is the instrument that will allow a female to see God.”
“Do you have your phallic member with you Father Paul?”
“Yes, I do.”
“May I see it Father?”
“Of course my child.”
Father Paul lifted his short tunic and revealed his penis and testicles. Joan was very interested and asked how she would be able to see God, with his instrument. The Father invited her to repose on his bed of straw, and he would display the power of his essence.
When she complied, Father Paul knelt down and lifted her tattered dress, revealing her slitten, the entrance to her holy passageway. As he spread her legs, Joan wondered what he was doing and why. In her sixteen years she had never heard of this type of ritual, and wondered who had written the book.
Kneeling between Joan’s legs, Paul stripped off his tunic and was naked before her; his member became erect and was pointing toward the ceiling. As he bent forward, and guided his penis toward the opening to her vagina, she wondered if she would really see God. A priest would never lie to her, she thought.
As Father Paul rubbed the large head of his phallus up and down her damp slitten, she became more interested in his movements. They felt strangely pleasing, and her slitten began to tickle and was becoming very warm, and wet. She had felt nothing like this in her short life.
It was wonderful and caused her to breath harder. Slowly Paul began to move his penis into her vagina and she screamed in pain. It felt as though he was entering her with a double-egged sword. She knew right then she was about to see God, as his phallus would surly end her life. She had never experienced a pain such as this. Father Paul was deep into her vagina, and moving fast as she lay under him, her tears flowed down her cheeks as she waited for impending death.
However as he continued to move, her pain was subsiding and pleasure was replacing it. She believed that Father moving his phallus in and out of her; was devoid of wisdom and good sense.
Other than a nice feeling from between her legs, the whole process seemed fruitless, and a bit pointless. He continued for some time and pointless as the process appeared to be, she was developing a wonderful feeling in her belly. Father Paul was creating a desire, which previously Joan had no knowledge of. Her belly was tingling as the Father continued his thrusts, his phallus sliding in and out of her passageway. She found herself lifting her legs, then wrapping them around Father Paul’s legs, pulling him tight into her channel.
As he continued, Joan’s feelings for the young Father were growing at an alarming rate and her need for something, she knew not what, increasing. Her emotions were on a never ending latter, climbing to the sky.
Without any warning Joan, felt herself begin to discharge juices with a force. She felt fulfillment and gratification of an unknown desire and appetite, which lifted her to extreme pleasure and contentment.
Father Paul had not yet discharged his essence and doubled his efforts. As Joan felt his increasing movements in to her, desire began to grow again almost exponentially and she held him tight to her. Father Paul called out to heaven,
“Oh Lord my God, I am your humble servant and I do your bidding.”
Joan felt a new gush of liquid, however it wasn’t coming from her, it was coming from Father Paul. The feeling was beautiful in design and execution, and although she did not see God, she believed she was closer to him. The whole occurrence was a delicacy as to arouse intense delight, and satisfaction. Joan cared little to see God, as she was taking great pleasure and delight in his glory.
Suddenly a reoccurrence of her discharge began, and she was lifted beyond the bounds of Earth. Her blood ran hot as her juices flowed once again.
“Your phallus is as you said Father, truly the essence of man … and God.”
“Remember Joan, although my member … my penis, from the Latin, if you will, is a wonderful instrument. It would be useless without your marvelous passage of desire. My penis requires your vagina to achieve its primary and sacred function. Without woman, man has little purpose in life. It is God’s will.”
Joan knew that her existence had taken a new direction. She was truly a daughter of God, and would do everything necessary to fulfill the Heavenly Father’s design. As Father Paul lay in coitus relaxen, a Latin term for rest after sexual intercourse, Joan lifted his depleted penis and examined it carefully. She found a hidden beauty within its current state, although it was much more useful when it was swollen to a larger size.
She felt closer to Father Paul than she had to any individual, except maybe her own Father. The closeness was of course the feeling most women would feel to a man; who brought her such euphoria and intense pleasure. Joan felt compelled to pay homage to his member and leaned down to kiss it.
It had a strange yet inexplicable odor. Not a bad odor, but one, which could not be described. She had detected a similar odor before when the farm animals were ready for breading. Joan kissed Father Paul’s member on the tip once again, and suddenly it began to throb and swell. As she unexpectedly enjoyed the taste, she slid the head of his penis into her mouth, and for some unknown natural desire, began to suck on it.
Father Paul squirmed in delight feeling something wonderful which he only had knowledge of, during confessions of travelers to the Far East. It was told to him that Egyptian girls reveled in sucking a man’s penis, and excelled in elevating a man to an ultimate level of fulfillment and gratification.
Strangely he had never heard of an English female performing such a wonderful service. This was something that God and the Church made no mention of, possibly because it had nothing to do with reproduction.
Joan now had a challenge and believed she would be able to master it. As she sucked the Priest’s penis he moaned, apparently enjoying her oral stimulation causing him arousal, and intense pleasure beyond that of which she provided with her vagina. The priest took hold of Joan’s head and moved his hips upward in a masterful manner, emulating copulation.
Joan was now eager to give the young priest something he would continue to desire, throughout their newly found friendship. As she sucked him, her hand took hold of his testicles and fondled them as one might do with a favorite pet. The priest in return moaned and mewed letting her know how much the manipulations of her mouth on his penis were appreciated.
With little warning the priest began to spray his bodily secretions into her mouth with a degree of fluidity that surpassed his previous performance. Joan sat up wondering what was to be done with Father Paul’s essence. Would it be a sin to expel it from her mouth? As it was a gift from God, she wondered what she should do. Father Paul saw the questioning expression on Joan’s face and said,
“Swallow it Joan. God would want nothing less. Essence is too important to be splattered on the dirt floor.”
Although the creamy liquid felt wonderful in her mouth, she followed directions and allowed the liquid to slowly slide down her throat. Although a bit salty, the essence was also sweet. A fascinating combination she thought.
“Do you want me to continue reading Joan?”
“No. Not tonight as I believe Morpheus, the ancient Roman god of sleep and dreams is calling to me. May I return after supper on the morrow Father Paul?”
“Of course my child. You may visit me any time you desire, and I will teach you everything I have knowledge of.”
To be continued …

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Fantasy

My journey to Crete

Hello to everybody who is actually reading this. I’d like to make a few statements about this story. First, it’s a tale with some real rough sex in it. If you like romantic gf sex, feel free to move on. Second, I use abusive, discriminating and humilating language in here, especially against women. If this offends you, please don’t read it. Third, everything you read in here is fictional – but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t do it if chance came along. As in my story, it’d have to be consensual. Now please enjoy my story and feel free to critisize fairly. Since I think about writing a pornographic novel in this style, I also like to know whether you would buy something like that.
A holiday on crete part I
Let me introduce myself to you first. My name is Andrew, I’m 35 and with 5′ 10″ and 160 lbs. I consider myself quite an average-looking guy. Last year, my marriage broke up after 4 years of love and 1 year of pain. Luckily, there were no kids to consider so after the decree came through, there was no need to see my ex-wife again. But I have to admit that the main reason for our split was my suppression of my secret desire. When I married her, I was aware of my dark side but also sure I could keep it under control. When it broke out with force a year ago, there was no way to keep our relationship going. What exactly my dark side is? Well, just follow me on my trip to Crete and you will find out…
After my divorce became legal, I decided to go on a holiday for two weeks just to set my mind on other things. My company agreed, so I looked on the internet for a cheap but comfortable offer. 3 days later, I was on a plane to Crete. The hotel was in a city near the airport with small, but clean-kept rooms at reasonable prices and the food was good.
It was on the second day in the evening when I first noticed this waitress. I had just sat down with my dinner when she came to my table. She was not the kind of woman I was usually interested in – fortyish, skinny, nearly flat-breasted and just a little smaller than me – but the look in her deep brown got me somehow. I had trained myself to search for it in the last year and after a split second of thought, I let my dark side take control of me.
She turned around to address me. Looking straight into those lovely, weak eyes, I imagined me pushing her to the wall in my room, raising her up. She greedingly wrapped her legs around my waist, allowing my cock to thrust forward into her willing cunt. I conjured up all the feelings of lust, greed and desire in this situation and directed them at her.
She had started to ask: “What would you like…” but then our eyes locked. Overwhelmed by the rush of emotions coming from me, her eyes grew larger. Still fucking her in my mind, making her moan and scream with my hard, long strokes I finished her sentence.
“To drink, you mean? A glass of wine would be nice.”, I said pleasantly. But my eyes never left hers, and in my mind we were getting near to our climax.
She fumbled her pen and had to fight for her speech. She started stutter:”A-a-alcoholics are not incl-cl-cluded and have to be paid …” She drifted off. Unable to tear her eyes away, she was lost in the heat of her emotions, which were both mysterious and irresistable for her.
“I know. Why don’t you put it on my rooms tab?” I said in a gentle voice. But in my mind, I fucked her ferociously. As I flushed her my key to show her my rooms number, I imagined me shooting my load into her while she screamed her orgasm in my ear. When we came together in my mind, I heard her breathe deeper and saw her knees buckle a bit.
I knew I had won, so I looked away at my key. Still mesmerized from what had happened, she didn’t realize it. I had to wiggle it in front of her to get her attention. She shook her head, blushed in a bright red and jotted down the number. Turning away, she went to the bar with an unsteady walk. When she relayed my order to the bartender she couldn’t resist to glance in my direction. I smiled, giving her a small wink. She looked away abruptly, like a small child being caught doing something forbidden.
I wasn’t set back by the fact that she didn’t serve my wine but asked a male waiter instead. She was trying to get a grip on what had happened and needed time for that. That was fine by me, because I knew that afterwards, she would get curious. When I stood up after my dinner, I saw her watching me from the corner of my eyes. Feeling her eyes upon me when I left the restaurant, I mused about the old saying of the curiosity and the cat. This cat here wasn’ t facing death, of course; but as sure as hell a real good screw and a whole lot of satisfaction.
I went up to my room and took a shower. Knowing there was no need to get out tonight to look for someone to shag, I bided my time. After half an hour, I stepped out of the cabin just to hear a knock on my door. Putting on my jeans and a shirt, I called:” Who’s there?” As if I didn’t know exactly…
Momentarily, only silence came from the other side of the door. Then she answered:” Room service”. I went and opened the door. There she stood, blushing red, her whole posture showing her uncertaincy.
“Exactly what I ordered.”, I said with a coy smile, gesturing her in. Obediently, she came forward. I followed her and when she stopped in front of my bed, I pulled her close with her back turned to me. I placed my mouth on that soft space where her neck and shoulders touched and kissed her gently. She didn’t fight me. I saw goosebumps breaking out on her skin. Now it was time to take control. I gripped her blonde hair, pulling her head back. My other hand found the buttons of her blouse, opening them swiftly. She didn’t put on a bra, so I started to play with her hard, erect nipples. A soft moan escaped her as she started to shiver from lust.
“It’s rare that the prey offers itself to the hunter in free will.” I said, removing her blouse while turning her around to face me. She was breathing heavily; her feelings had clearly overtaken her. I put off my shirt, grabbed her head again and pushed her mouth to my nippel. “Suck it!”, I ordered.
This part of my body has always been very sensitive, so when she obeyed, a bolt of lust and greed shot through me. I fastened my grip, enjoying every second of my control over her. Yeah, she wasn’t my type of girl, so what? She still had a mouth, a cunt and a glory hole. Putting my cock in those three openings and fucking the hell out of her was all I cared for. She had started to lick my nipple, too. The thought of her doing the same on my rod nearly drove me crazy. I let her continue for a while. When the tension in my loins became to strong to bear, I pulled her head back again. I pushed her down, forcing her on her knees. That’s one of my favourite places for a woman to be, her mouth on the same level as my cock. She looked up to me with dazed eyes, clearly no longer in control of herself. Still gripping her head firmly, I opened my jeans. It dropped to the floor and I kicked it aside. She gasped at the sight of my steel-hard cock and licked her lips. Now it was time for her total submission.
I held my rod in front of her mouth, but when she moved her head towards it, I held her back. She looked at me again, this time confused.
“You offered me room service, didn’t you?”, I asked in a commanding voice. She nodded.
Displeased, I shook my head. “Didn’t they teach you to answer when being asked?”, tugging her hair a bit.
A hint of pain distorted her features and was replaced with a look of lust. “Yes.” , she replied.
Still looking displeased, I tugged her hair again. “Yes what?”, I demanded.
She got my line and concurred. “Yes, sir.”, she said.
“Fine. So service means that you’ll do everything in your ability to please me and satisfy my needs, am I right?”
“Yes, sir.”, she replied, her tone a mixture of suppressed wanting and devotion. But I wanted to hear it from herself, so I tugged her hair again.
“Tell it to me!”, I ordered. “What will you do?
“I will do everything in my ability to please you and satisfy your needs, sir.” She looked at me, her eyes showing she enjoyed every second of this submission but also begging me to get back in action.
I had welled in the feeling of domination and control I got over her, but now the tension had become unbearable even for me. “All right.”, I said,”Let’s check how far your abilities go.”
Still holding her head, I placed my cock on her lower lip. “Open your mouth.”, I commanded. When she obeyed, I pushed slowly forward, letting it slide in. Closing her lips around my best friend, she created that warm, wet and rubbing feeling I think every male enjoys immensly. She started to twirl her tongue around the tip of my rod, but I decided that was for later. Steadily I pushed forward, more and more of my cock vanishing in her mouth. When half of it was inside, I felt her become uncomfortable. From principle, I slid it in a little farther, but stopped then. I didn’t want her to gag, at least not yet.
I kept still for a while, enjoying the wetness and warmth of her mouth and keeping her in doubt of what I would do to her next. Changing the grip on her head, I grabbed the hair on top of it and pulled it slowly back. Just when I was about to slide out of her mouth, I pulled it back forward until I nearly reached her gag point again. I did it again and again, each time a little faster. Sometimes I moved her head a little to the left or right, making her cheeks bulge from my cock, a sight I enjoyed tremenduosly. After nearly ten minutes of that, my pace became so fast she seemed to nod furiously with my rod in her mouth. She had started to make a gargling noise but didn’t beg me to stop, which I wouldn’t have done anyway. But just before I was about to unload into her mouth, I pulled back out.
She turned aside, spit drooling from her mouth. But a few seconds was all she got from me; after her second deep breath I grabbed her chin and hair and turned her head back. Her mouth was still open, so I shoved my cock back in. Keeping her head still, I pulled it out just to push it back in. Now the face-fucking started in earnest. In a steady pace, I moved in and out of her mouth, using it like a cunt. Soon she started to gargle again. Again, I picked up speed. I didn’t care any longer whether she had to gag or not. All I thought of was my power over her. But she took my pounding of her mouth like a champion, making me think that she obviously had experience. Pushing my rod a little to the side made her cheeks bulge again. Controlling myself, I managed to fuck her face some minutes longer. When I couldn’t hold it back any more, I grabbed her hair harder. There was no courtesy clap, just three hard strokes of my cock, forcing its way nearly to her throat and shooting my come right into it. Still, she didn’ t gag, but had to swallow all of it. One hole down, two still to go I thought, my rod still in her mouth.
Not releasing the grip on her head, I pulled my still hard cock out. Gasping for air, her whole body shivered. I wasn’t about to show any mercy, so I tugged her hair hard, forcing her to stand up. I led her around the bed where a small dresser stood. I opened the upper drawer and fetched a condom. Only the lord knew how many cocks had been inside this fucking slut before, so I wanted be sure that I didn’t catch anything from this piece of meat.
I threw her on the bed which squeaked from her landing on it. She barely had time to look at me with dark, lustrous eyes before I climb after and over her, her upper body firmly caught between my knees. If she had had anything resembling tits I would have fucked these first, but there were only nippels. I tore the package open and applied my protection with the right hand, while my left found the way under her skirt and panties to her slit. Wetness and warmth greeted my fingers there and she moaned loud when I touched her clit.
“Whoa there, bitch! You enjoyed it being treated as fuckmeat, didn’t you?” Not waiting for answer, I rubbed her clit hard. She went in a kind of frenzy, twisting and thrashing on the bed, screaming and moaning and coming for herself. I didn’ t waste any more time and went off her just to rip her skirt and panty off. Her legs flew apart just like of their own will, so I placed myself between them and my rod just before her second hole. Grabbing her hands, I moved them up and pinned them on the pillow. Still in total control of her, I shoved my cock hard and fast into her cunt as far as it would go. A loud scream emerged from her throat and her cunt muscles contracted and massaged my best friend when she came again.
“Hey slut! Who allowed you to come first? You’re nothing but three holes on legs, remember?”, I shouted in her face. “And since you obviously forgot, here comes your punishment!” And I started fucking her. My rod went into her until my balls touched her slit, then I pulled back out just to ram it back in again. The raw force of my strokes made her body move upwards until her head hammered against the wooden front of the bed. I didn’t give a shit about her pain which I was sure she didn’t feel anyway. She was all lust, heat, greed, nothing but meat needing, craving to get fucked. But I didn’ t want to leave any visible marks so I turned her sideways, her head lying on the rim of the mattress. I took her ankles, spreading her legs as far as they would go and shoved my cock into its rightful place again.
I pounded her hard and fast, my rod went in the whole way all the time. Soon her head was dangling over the mattress, her body arching, her throat muscles standing out. Harder and faster I went, the sound of me nailing her mixing with her screams. I felt myself getting ready to unload into her for the second time. I wanted to shoot my come in her cunt when I was in her as deep as possible, so I pulled her back on the bed. I forced her legs up, her feet resting on my shoulders. This position I nicknamed “fucking package” because that’s all a woman is to me in this moment. She is kept in a perfect angle for my cock to enter her as far as it would go. I pushed back into her probing her depth. Then I went back to business, thrusting my rod as deep as possible into her. But I wanted to have all I could get, so I threw all constraints overboard and rammed my cock in her like trying to split her in two pieces. We both came together screaming like maniacs. With my steel-hard rod still inside her ravaged cunt, I thought: Two holes down, best one still to go.
I let myself drop to the bed beside her. Her legs fell down on the mattress like they were made of stone. We both needed some time now, me to regain my power and her to come to her senses again. After some minutes, I realised her rolling off to her side and getting up. A surge of adrenalin went through my body. I jumped up, grabbed her neck, placed the other hand on her back and shoved her on the bed again. She landed flat-out on her stomach. I threw myself on her back, my weight nearly squashing her. Pulling her head back, I shouted in her face:
“I’m not finished with you, fuckmeat. Three holes, I said!”
I sat up on her back and fetched my shirt. Holding her hands back, I tied them together. This cunt wouldn’t get away from me without her ass being fucked, I swore to myself. I raised her hips up, her upper body still on the bed and spread her legs.
“Don’t move or you’ll be sorry, slut!”, I ordered. She obeyed, but her eyes followed me as I went around the bed to get a second condom. I kneeled between her legs, put it on and pushed my rod into her overflowing cunt again. A few hard strokes was all it took to get the condom wet with her juices. I pulled back out and spit on her asshole two times, then rubbing my saliva around it. I couldn’ t care less about her being in pain while I did her ass, but still I didn’ t want to leave any visible marks. I placed my cock right before her ass, the tip of it on her entrance. Then I grabbed her ass, pulling it back while pushing my best friend forward. First, I wasn’t able to break through so I had to use more pressure. Just as I was about to give up my first attempt, her sphincter gave way and I slid in her ass all the way. Her loud screams of lust and pain got muffled by the mattress. Then I moved back to halfpoint and shoved it back again, forcing more screams from her. Her ass wasn’t as tight as I thought. I became convinced that I haven’t been the first one to treat this low-down slutty whore like a piece of meat. So I didn’t give in to pity and nailed her ass in the same speed as her cunt before. Judging from the sound of her moans I could say that she didn’t want any.
I had emptied my balls thouroghly the two times I came before, so even with her ass being tighter as her slit, I pounded her for a while before I could even start to think of coming again. But something was missing here. I soon realised what it was: the bitch enjoyed it too much! Her holes were there to give me pleasure – she was the least of my worries there. Thrusting my cock into her ass as far as possible, I leaned over her back und pulled her head up by her hair. A loud scream came from her mouth, her pain unmistakable. I leaned back keeping her body up and fucked the hell out of her ass. Seeing her in this uncomfortable, painful position aroused me greatly, but still I wasn’t completly satisfied. She was no more than an howling, screeching creature nearly lost in oblivion, under my total control. What was missing still? In the spur of the moment, I pushed her head back on the bed and raised her still-bound hands up. Holding them at the height of my breast, she was forced to press her head into the mattress. Lucky me as for the loudness of her screams would have split my ears instead. After a few hard thrusts in this position I felt myself rise up to my third climax again. Faster and faster I went, now trying to rip up her ass instead. When I came again, I shoved my cock deep into her and raised her hands to the height of my chin. The intense pain and the power of her orgasm made her faint. She slid down on the mattress and I collapsed over her back.
When I opened my eyes again, I looked at my alarm clock. It had taken me about an hour to reduce a woman to an unconscious breathing piece of meat with three ravaged holes. I still was lying on her back, so I rolled off her and got up. She started to stir now, her eyes still closed. I picked up our clothes, putting mine on the bed but throwing hers on her back. As I untied her hands to reclaim my shirt, she came back to her senses and turned around to look at me.
“The room service has been satisfactory.”, I said. Then I took my purse and searched for a 2€-piece. When I had found it, I threw it on the pillow beside her.
“This is for your efforts. Now get up and get dressed, slut. You have 5 minutes to leave my room. If you’re not gone in 5 minutes I’ll have a nice chat with your boss telling him how good your service was and how far it went.”
She got up wordlessly and dressed. After taking the money, she slowly walked to the door, opened it and went out. The door closed again. I looked at my alarm clock. There was still time for a few beers at the beach bar I found yesterday. But first I’d take a shower again. I would never get out with the smell of that whore on me.

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My Story part one meeting Jon

Hey, my name’s Zac, I’m 22 years old 5 feet and 10 inches tall 170 pounds athletic build but not ripped of really well defined. I have brown shaggy hair no facial hair and not much body hair only armpits and little on my arms and legs but no hair by the time you get up my thighs. No hair on my butt and I keep a clean trimmed ‘area’ with a little strip of hair going up to my naval but no further. I’m average to small in length, 5 inches cut, but pretty thick.
I act totally straight but I am totally gay and have been out since middle school. Being gay I got some grief but most people didn’t have a problem as I had a lot of friends that were jocks and popularity seems to reduce harassment. It’s was also hard for people to make fun of me being gay when I am not at all feminine and unless you ask or found out some other way people just don’t have a clue that I’m gay. It’s nice that way because I didn’t and don’t get made fun of or harassed, but I also get a lot of girls flirting with me. I normally think of it as friendly conversation but my friends can tell better than I can when they are flirting and when they are just chatting and they will step in and say “you know he’s gay, right?” or “you’re barking up the wrong tree.” I usually get more embarrassed than the girls just because I never seem to notice when they are interested in me and they just kind of laugh it off and move on.
A few girls have gotten really upset after hitting on me and finding out I was gay. One time in high school a group of friends and I went to the water park and another group of people kind of meshed with our by mutual friends and one girl started chatting with me. I had two other guy friends, Randy and Chris, close by me chatting with each other sitting on the edge of the pool with the sun deck behind us. This girl was talking to me and I had no idea she was flirting but my friends noticed and instead of telling her they just let it play out. We all continued chatting with each other for the next twenty minutes or so and my friends made little chuckles every so often obviously from what they knew and she didn’t and she was apparently pretty focused on me but I had no clue. I was talking with all of them and listening but I wasn’t really maintaining eye contact with any of them. Finally she asked what they were giggling about and Chris broke the news. “You really don’t get it do you?”
“Get what?”
“Haven’t you noticed where he’s been looking the entire time we have been talking?”
She looked ahead of us where there was a group of guys playing water volleyball and she looked back “so, what’s your point” I suddenly realized what was going on and my face turned bright red.
“Wow, really? You’ve been flirting with him this whole time and he hasn’t been looking at you, he’s been checking out other people.”
“No he hasn’t, there are hardly anyone in the pool right now they are all over there tanning” she snapped back at him really offended that they assumed I would be checking out other girls when she was right there. I felt horrible and burried my face in my hands as they continued.
“Haha, no all the GIRLS are over there tanning” he pointed over behind us “he’s looking out in the pool at the GUYS” there was a long pause like she either didn’t get it or was in shock about the situation before Randy laughed and like a smart ass slowly said “hee’s gaaayyy”
“oh my god” she stood up “jerks” and pushed my friends into the pool and stormed away. They just kept laughing and I felt horrible and quick got up and chased her down to apologize.
“I’m sorry Kate, I didn’t know you were interested in me, I just thought we were hanging out.”
“You’re really gay, you were flirting with me and everything?”
“Yeah, I’m really sorry, I had no idea you were flirting. My friends can be assholes sometimes I feel awful.”
She grabbed me and started kissing me hard for a few second like she would tongue the gay out of me. “How about that?” she said proudly like she was irresistible and that I couldn’t possibly turn her down now.
My friends caught up to us and were about 10 feet behind me and saw the whole thing. I stepped back really thrown off and started shaking my head “I’m really sorry”
She got this really angry look and just turned and walked away while my friends began laughing yet again. Randy put his arm around my shoulders and said “nice job Zac, I’m gonna have to try the uninterested thing cuz that kiss looked pretty hot haha”
I laughed a little “shut up dude, that was really mean”
“Oh come on, it was funny and she’ll get over it. It’s not like you led her on an broke her heart, everyone saw you staring at those guys. She was just dumb enough not to notice.”
Chris then stepped in laughing even harder “holy shit”
“what now?” I asked.
“She’s not only dumb enough not to notice you drooling at those guys but she’s unlucky as hell”
“what are you talking about?”
“Look at your chain hahaha” he pointed to my chain necklace that has a link in it with a silver gay pride logo. I looked down and Randy looked at it. It was twisted so that the logo was facing my chest and wasn’t visible to read.
Randy straightened it out so it was clearly visible. “Hahaha there we go, maybe we should get you a tattoo or something”
“Or maybe we should like write it on your forehead or get a sign or something” Chris piped in.
We started walking back to the pool “you guys are horrible. Was I really that obvious?”
“Dude, yeah, you like licked your lips twenty times looking at those guys. If we weren’t already at the pool I’d have to hose you down haha” Randy snickered.
“So how was that kiss by the way” Chris asked happily.
“she tasted like strawberry lip gloss. Not good.” I said disgusted.
“Damn it, I love that taste. How do you not like that?”
“Haha Zac needs to feel a beard rubbin on him when he makes out not a pair of Cs grinding on him” Randy chuckled.
“Damn she did have a nice chest, you think I have a chance?” Chris asked.
“After all that, I’m gonna go with no. Maybe I should get a tattoo, that was really embarrassing”
Most girls don’t cause that much of a scene but that was the worst. Most of the stories I’ll post are from High School and we’ll see what I tell after that.
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The school day was over and I went with Chris and Randy and our other friend Brent to the weight room to workout before going home. Randy was on a machine while Chris was just hanging out with us not lifitng weights.
“So do you think Kristin likes me?” Chris asked.
“Dude, when are you just gonna ask her out?” Brent asked while spotting me on the bench press.
“I just wanna find out if she’d be into me before I ask cuz if she isn’t then it’d be weird. I mean we all hangout all the time so it’d be weird if I ask her out and she shoots me down.”
“God, you’re such a pussy, just ask her.”
“Screw you Randy. Seriously, you think she’d like me? I’m good looking right?”
Neither said anything they just laughed.
“Come on guys. Zac, I’m attractive, right. If you didn’t know me you’d like me right?”
I finished my set and sat up “You’re not my type but yeah you’re good looking you should ask her” Chris seemed to be happy with my answer. We finished working out and headed to the locker room.
“Hey, wait up!” Kristin yelled at us before we got to the locker room.
“Hi Kristin” Chris said stupidly. Brent laughed under his breath.
“Hey, guys. Zac, what are you doing tonight?”
“No plans yet, we were just going over to Randy’s place to hang out for a while but nothing really, why?”
“I wanna introduce you to my friend Jon. We’re going bowling tonight and you should come with us, you guys can come too. I think you two would would be cute together.”
“Awwwww” Brent joked and laughed. I just stood there for a second.
“We’ll be there” Randy answered for me.
“Great, meet us at the alley at 8” Kristin headed out.
“Bye, Kristin” Chris said and Brent proceeded to laugh at him. We all headed into the lockerroom to change.
“Alright Zac, you got a date tonight” Randy congratulated me.
“Yeah, maybe Chris will get the balls to ask Kristin out tonight too haha” Brent said as he slapped Chris on the back.
“Maybe I will, Ass. I can’t let Zac be the only one with a date.”
“It’s not that big of a deal guys, I’m just gonna meet the guy doesn’t mean it’s a date.”
“Dude, have you seen Jon before?” Chris asked as he pulled out his phone.
“No, have you?” I asked as I pulled up my jeans.
“Yeah, look, he’s hot” Chris showed me his phone. He had a picture message saved of Kristin at a party with Jon.
“Wow” I suddenly got nervous for tonight.
“Alright, Zac has a hot date tonight. Let’s go chill at my place til bowling” Randy said as he tied his shoes and walked to the door.
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“Zac you haven’t said hardly two words since we left the school” Chris said. We were in Randy’s room playin video games.
“Haha that’s cuz he’s nervous bout his date tonight” Brent laughed.
I just smilled and gave a little laugh.
“Oh wow, you really are” Randy paused the game and turned to me. I was on his bed leaning against the wall, Chris was on the floor in front of the TV, Ryan was sitting on the edge of the bed playing the game with Chris and Brent was sitting on a chair on the other side.
“Why’d you stop playing” I asked.
“Cuz we gotta get you ready for tonight. If you’re this nervous just from seeing that pic on Chris’ phone then we gotta make sure you’re ready.”
“What you mean ready? We’re ready, we just gotta wait til 8” I asked.
“No, we’re ready. We’re just bowling. You are going on a date, you gotta be date ready” Randy got up and went to his closet. He threw me a towel. “Go shower cuz you stink and I’m gonna give you some clothes to wear tonight.”
“It’s not that big of a deal”
“Don’t be stubborn just get in the shower.” Brent said as he pulled me up and pushed me toward the bathroom.
When I got out Randy had clothes for me and I got dressed. “Nice, you look good. Now if you strike out tonight then I need those clothes back but if you get lucky and start grindin on him, I don’t want them back haha”
“Whatever let’s just go”
We got to the bowling alley in Randy’s car and met up with Kristin and a group of friends. She introduced me to Jon as the rest began bowling and talking. He was taller than me around 6 feet tall with short wavy brown hair and green eyes. He he looked well built like a wrestler’s build and had an amazing smile. We all hung out together had a really fun time and on the way out Jon asked if I needed a ride home. I obviously didn’t because I came with Randy and them but I immediately said yes and waved Brent away and he took the hint and told the guys they were going home without me.
We drove around for awhile talking and then stopped at an empty park and continued talking. I slid closer to him as he put his hand on the back of my head and began kissing me. I melted and let out a soft moan “mmm” and he didn’t miss a beat. He immediately put his hand under my shirt and lifted it up. I then proceeded to pull off his shirt as we continued kissing. i reached down his stomach and unbuttoned his pants. He dropped the back of his seat and pulled me with him to the back and in the process his unzipped jeans slid down staying in the front seat.
I began kissing his neck as his hands slid into my jeans and his fingers wandered down my crack. I couldn’t wait I moved down his chest. He was built with broad shoulders and tan defined body. I made my way down and lifted the waistband of his boxers revealing 8 inches of thick uncut cock. I began sticking my tongue under his skin rolling around the tip and felt his head on the back of my head push me down onto him. I bobbed my head on him tasting him heart racing.
The taste of his precum was so sweet and made me suck him harder. He stopped me pulling me up again. “take off your pants” I got out of my pants faster than ever before and he pulled me up so that i was straddling his chest and he swallowed my cock as he slid his fingers around my tight hole. He poked one finger into me and i almost lost my mind.
I began moaning “ahhhhh” biting my lower lip. he then grabbed his jeans and puller out a condom and as i slid down his body he put on the condom while licking my stomach and chest. He guided his cock to my boy hole “it’s all you, I don’t wanna hurt you” he whispered and I lowered myself on him. I slowly took all of him inside me as he moved his hands around my chest rubbing my nipples “ahhhhhhh” I began moving up and down as his hips started to thrust slowly.
He grabbed ahold of my shaft and started pumping. His body glistened with sweat and the combination of seeing his sweaty chest, his strong fist stroking my penis and his massive cock fucking my insides I just couldn’t hold it and I began shooting my cum onto him. The first shot landed on his face and he licked it off his lips the next few onto his chest and down his stomach and the last couple onto his hand that he then lifted to his mouth and licked clean. i continued riding him as he ate my cum and he then quickly pulled me up off of him “I’m bout to cum”
I went down and pulled the condom off of him and attacked his dick with my tongue as he blasted my throat with his hot sweet cum. Eating ever bit I could as he thrust his hips on my face. After his cock started to soften I lick up my cum from his stomach. I licked his abs and his pecs. Licking around his nipples that had a little hair around them and a small patch of hair in the middle of his chest. The taste of his cum still in my mouth mixed with my cum and his sweat was intoxicating and I was floating as I made my way up to his face and kissed him adding the taste of his tongue to the cocktail in my mouth.
We got dressed and he drove me home. When we got there I saw Randy’s car in my driveway and got one last kiss before heading inside.
“Hey honey, you’re home late. Your friends got here two hours ago. They’re waiting in your room.”
“Thanks mom.” I rolled my eyes and headed up stairs.
I walked into my room and Brent and Chris were playing video games and immediately stopped and looked at me with huge sarcastic smiles. Randy asked “So, two hours late. What the hell, did you get lost?” I just ignored him and walked in and over to my closet. “So should I even ask for my clothes back?”
I didn’t answer his question. Instead I grabbed a towel “I gotta take a shower, I’ll be out in a minute”
Chris and Brent started making hooting and hollering noises “oww woo hoo oww wow” and Randy laughed and as I got into the shower I could hear him say to the others “damn and I really liked that shirt haha”
When I got out of the shower I put on some shorts and joined them in my room.
“On the first date, you slut haha.” Brent chuckled “Just kidding man, how was the date?”
“It was good” I replied as I climbed onto my bed. Randy was sitting on the bed with me and the other two on my couch next to the bed playing video games.
“I heard it was better than good” Chris said.
“What do you mean, you heard? I just got back!”
“Kristin texted me while you were in the shower. Jon just thanked her for introducing you two” I smiled as Chris continued explaining his texting conversation with Kristin “and she was just as shocked as us that you two took two hours to get home and asked him what happened. He told her that you guys made a stop at the park and bowm chicka wow wow hahaha”
“What! I can’t believe he told her!”
“Holy shit! I added that part, but you really did have sex with him!!!!” Chris exlaimed. Both Randy and Brent’s jaws dropped and my face turned red. “He just told Kristin you guys went to the park for awhile.” Chris corrected his previous statement.
“Wow, now you have to fess up Zac, what the hell happened?!?!?!?” Brent asked.
“Oh my god, you guys suck so bad”
“Come on buddy, Chris caught you, now you gotta let us know what happened” Randy said as he moved next to me and rubbed my shoulders to try and get me to relax and take my face out from behind my hands. “What happened? Nothing too graphic just the basics.”
“Fine I’ll tell you but give me a minute” I was so embarrassed.
“Ok you have until the end of this game.” Randy accepted my request and they started playing again. I laid back on my bed trying to get over the embarrassment. Randy was sitting on the bed right next to me and Chris and Brent continued there game. I probably had five minutes.
Randy was my best friend and always stuck up for me and knew me better than anyone. He had medium length dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He was about my height and weight with the same build but slightly thinner and had facial hair in a strip that went along his jaw from ear to ear and had hair around his nipples and a strip that goes through his naval down his shorts and above his naval a couple inches as well.
Chris and Brent were also really really close friends. Chris has light brown hair and brown eyes and wears glasses. He is a little taller than me and is a little chubby but not at all fat and was pretty strong and muscular but no definition because he was a little chubby. He has no facial hair and none on his chest or stomach either. Brent is shorter than the rest of us but is about the same weight and is well built and fairly well defined. We has dark hair and blue-green eyes no facial hair with hair around his nipples and a line from the middle of his chest all the way down his stomach to his shorts. We all have clean and trimmed ‘areas’.
All three of them are really comfortable with me. All of my friends were comfortable with me being gay and they all accepted it but these three were the only one’s that were totally comfortable meaning they didn’t feel weird in locker rooms or changing with me or staying at my house or me at their houses. I had dated a few guys previously and talked about it with them but this was embarrassing because I had never had sex with a guy after just meeting him.
The four of us were sitting around in shorts at 1 in the morning and their game was over. “Ok Zac, spill it, what happened?” Chris demanded.
“We drove around for a little while talking and then we stopped at the park.” They all were looking at me and made me embarrassed again and I dropped back to lay down so I didn’t have to look at them while I told them.
Randy was sitting legs crossed on my bed next to me with his back to the TV facing me. Brent and Chris were sitting on the couch both on the edge waiting. “Come on buddy, keep goin” Randy said patting my stomach trying to get me to continue.
“We talked for a little while longer and then he kissed me. We started making out and then ended up in the back seat.” I looked at them and they all had stunned looks but weren’t going to let me stop there. “Some clothes came off…….and……..I had sex with him.”
“Nice, way to go Zac haha” Brent laughed and congratulated. Chris did the same.
“So, how was it? You glad you did it? You like him? Are you going to see him again? Randy interogated.
“Woah, slow down. Yes I like him or wouldn’t have had sex with him. I don’t regret it even though I’ve never done that on the first date.” I tried to answer all questions but Randy caught me.
“You didn’t answer one.”
“Yeah” Chris agreed. “How was it? Is he hot? Is he packin haha?”
“Ok, don’t get too graphic here Chris. That’s enough questions haha” Brent interupted.
“Well Zac?” Randy directed the questions back to me.
“Well Chris, yes he is insanely hot and he’s bigger than you haha”
“Well that ain’t hard hahaha” Brent joked.
“Shut up prick!” Chris hit Brent “For real, I’m not small am I? Was he really that much bigger?”
“Hahahaha settle down Chris he’s just giving you a hard time” Randy said.
“I’m just kidding Chris you’re fine he’s just bigger than you haha and yes it was good, it was very very good” I said with a huge smile.
“Nice buddy, you got a hot boyfriend. Now I just gotta find a hot girlfriend and catch up haha” Randy congratulated and patted my chest as he turned around back toward the TV and sat next to my head while I stayed laying down.
Brent and Chris continued playing video games “Ok for real, I’m not that small am I? I mean I’m bigger than Zac and he just got a hot guy so I should be able to get a hot girl right?” Chris asked with a worried tone. “Would Kristin like me or am I too small? Seriously guys!”
“Oh my god you fucking spaz” Brent said. “you’re not small, you’re average. Zac is small but it obviously doesn’t matter cuz he’s the only one getting laid and by a hotty so you need to stop worrying. Kristin won’t care especially if you never get the balls to ask her out.”
“Oh Zac, kick his ass he called you small” Chris said.
“Hahaha I don’t care he also said I have a hot boyfriend” I replied.
“Oh Brent, kick his ass he called you gay” Chris instigated.
“Haha you’re the only one that’s gonna get his ass kicked if you don’t stop tryin to start shit” Randy ended the bickering.

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SOUTH OF HEAVEN
The familiar (dis) chords screamed out the cargo van’s stereo system with twin guitars growling against the dusk of a cool fall evening. The words “ On and on, south of heaven” sung repeatedly by Tom Araya fueled the driver with even more adrenaline. His rough hands gripped the wheel tightly as he licked his thin lips, wetting them with his tongue.
When he stopped the van before hanging a left turn he allowed himself a quick glance at the precious cargo sitting in the bay. Seeing the covered dog carrier crate brought a smile to his face. He turned back to the road and turned down a street filled with machine shops, storage yards and auto body shops for the most part. Many of the businesses had fences topped with razor wire and more than one had mean junkyard dogs patrolling their domain. The street was unevenly illuminated by infrequent street lights, aided by wall mounted lights that shone on individual lots. Trash and debris lay by the street curb and large potholes made the road seem more like the third world than part of a great American city in the death throes of the twentieth century.
The man’s fingers tapped at the wheel attempting to keep time with the rapid fire beat of the drumming but falling far short. He had a familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach that he got every time he went on one of his expeditions. The feeling became stronger as he approached his destination. He made another turn, this time a right and slowly drove down a short dead end street that ended at a padlocked chain link gate. He threw the vehicle into park and alighted from the van. He removed a key from his Carhartt jacket and unlocked the gate and swung it open. He clambered back in and pulled forward just enough so that he could lock the gate back up. After he finished he drove around to the back of the one story cinder block building. He pushed a remote control button that was clipped to his sun visor as he approached a large overhead gate. It sprang to life with the sound of screeching metal, dragging itself up it’s rails to reveal a Stygian gloom beyond. The van turned into the gate’s maw with the headlight beams casting a white glow inside.
He pulled inside and hit the remote again, reversing the process. The man then killed the engine but left the headlights on to provide a source of light. He sat there for a minute breathing in and out in a controlled manner to help maintain control of his emotions. Satisfied with his efforts he climbed down and headed for a steel door in the far wall. He opened it and stepped through the threshold . His hand found the light switch and threw it causing the cold glow of fluorescent lights to flood the room.
The light revealed machines for cutting and shaping steel, tin and aluminum as well as shelves filled with fabricated ductwork and tools. The man ignored all this and walked to another door. Removing his keyring he then unlocked two different deadbolt locks and opened the door to show a stone staircase leading down into darkness. He flicked the switch at the top of the stairs before turning and returning to the van. He shut off the headlights before proceeding to the back doors of the van. He opened them and slid the cage to the lip of the van. With a grunt he lifted the crate and carried it to the top of the stairway where he placed it down. The man retraced his steps and closed the van doors before returning to the stairway.
He again lifted his burden and carefully made his way down the stairs to the depths below. He had reached the bottom and stood in a short hallway with a door at the end. There were two light fixtures mounted on the wall with bare bulbs casting their yellow glow. He approached the door and pushed against it, causing the door to silently swing inward. The man proceeded inside where he placed his load onto a raised platform. Unable to wait longer the man removed the blanket covering the cage to reveal his prize.
The crate was around three feet long and two feet wide and two feet high. It was made of steel bar sections. One side was a door with a clasp that was padlocked. Inside the crate was a captive girl. She was curled up on the rubber mat on the bottom of the crate. He couldn’t see her face due to her long brown hair covering it but he observed a generous portion of white leg showing between her plaid school skirt and her gray knee high socks. She had on black old school sneakers and a light black jacket with her white blouse collar peeking above it.
The man felt his heart began to race and his groin start to swell. He fumbled at the lock in his haste, but soon opened it. He grasped her narrow shoulders and worked her free of the crate. He dragged her to one end of the platform that had a number of pipes and steel rings attached to the platform frame. The platform was made of plywood on top of a steel tubing frame. It was larger than a king size bed and its height was around thirty inches above the concrete floor. The side to which he brought her had a couple of small thin mattresses that were stained and looked like they were originally from a cot. The man reached under the platform and brought up a chain with an D clamp on one end and a leather strap with buckles on the other. He connected the D clamp to one of the steel rings and pulled the girls arms over her head where he wrapped the leather strap around her wrists and buckled it tight. A grim smile played on his face as he reached down and gently brushed the hair away from her face.
The girl was pale with a few freckles around her pert nose. Her lips were thin and very red and it looked like she had lipstick on. Around her eyes black eyeliner was applied in the way that a young girl would try to make herself appear older, though to the man she looked like a painted trollop. He considered removing it so she would look more innocent when without warning the girls eyes suddenly opened. The man found himself lost in their gray depths.
His mind went back to last week when he first saw her. He had been in the same section of town and had finished a meeting with one of his suppliers. It was early evening and the sun had already set. He had been sitting in his van smoking a cigarette parked in front of the supplier when he saw the girl flit into view. She had been dressed the same way, a school girl outfit with her own personal touches like the sneakers and makeup. Her body was very tiny and pixie like. She was well under five feet tall and had no feminine curves to speak of. Immediately he had sat up straight and studied her intently. She seemed to not have a care in the world as she crossed the street and headed in his direction. The man felt his cock twitch in his pants as she glided past the van. He was rubbing himself while watching her in his side view mirror when she turned at the next corner and disappeared from view.
That night he jerked off to her memory twice, coming violently both times. The next evening with nothing else to do he was waiting parked on the street she had disappeared onto. The man was rewarded by seeing her around the same time. He waited until she was almost out of view before starting the engine and following . The street ran straight and by this time was lightly traveled. Like a ghost she flitted in and out of the shadows as she proceeded to her unknown destination. He crept along and once had to pull to the curb to keep a safe distance. Finally she reached the end of the street and turned right. He waited a minute before following and by the time he turned she had disappeared from sight. The section of the city he was now in was a narrow hardscrabble residential area that was squeezed between the industrial zone to one side and the interstate highway on the other. He guessed the girl lived here and was coming from school or some other place and would cut through the area on her way home. Smiling to himself, he was already planning what to do.
It was one of his standard plans but it had worked to perfection. He had printed up some fliers and had loaded the dog carrier with some other supplies into the van. He had checked a few other nights and as sure as clockwork the young girl passed through the area within a fifteen minute interval each time. He chose Friday so that if things went well he would have all weekend with her. That evening he parked at a deserted corner along her route, unlocked the back doors and placed a bottle of chloroform and a rag in his pocket. He hung one of the fliers on a light pole while holding some more and simply waited . He was standing by the side of his van as she approached.
“Excuse me miss, maybe you can help me. My puppy escaped from my van the other day around here and I was wondering if you’ve seen him” he said.
The girl stopped and looked up at him with no expression. “You lost your puppy mister, that’s too bad. I don’t think I’ve seen him though.”
“Well maybe you can take a flier in case you see him. Then you could give me a call. The puppy’s name is Spot and his poor mother is very sad about this.”
“I guess I can take a flier. His mother misses him you say, that’s sad” the girl said and now she looked a little sad herself as she took a flier.
“Yeah I even brought her with me, she’s in the van and they really look alike. Maybe if you saw her that would help if you saw him. Wanna look?” he said with a crocodile smile.
The girl smiled shyly back at him. “Can I see her mister? I would love to see a nice dog.”
“Sure” he said while surveying the area and seeing that no one was around. He had scoped out the location well, making sure there were no surveillance cameras on this stretch of street. Putting his hand into his pocket he unscrewed the top of the bottle while walking to the back doors.
“Wait while I check for traffic” he said stepping into the street. He removed the bottle and rag and applied a generous amount of chloroform to the rag before closing the lid. He then put the bottle back and opened the van doors.
“Ok you can come here now. By the way what‘s your name?” he said taking a step back, giving her a small space between himself and the van to stand.
“My name’s Lilith” the girl said while squeezing in the small area and peering into the back “hey where’s the dog?”
That was all she could get out before he grabbed her across the chest with one arm while the other brought the rag to her face covering her nose and mouth. She struggled feebly for a minute before going limp. The man quickly lifted her into the van and he was surprised at how light she felt, but since he liked to treat little girls like rag dolls anyway it was a pleasant surprise. Within three minutes he had put her in the crate and locked and covered it as well as locking the doors, removing the flier he had hung and getting behind the wheel of the van.
He recalled all this while staring into her eyes. It almost felt like he was drowning in them but with an effort he tore his gaze away. The girl had said nothing to him and that seemed strange but he didn’t really care. His need had grown since he first saw her and it must be addressed. The man undid the button on his pants and unzipped his fly. He was going commando in anticipation and his rapidly hardening member forced itself through the opening. He gave it a quick stroke before climbing onto the platform with the girl.
He straddled the girl’s legs and reached his calloused hand to her skirt and raised it revealing a pair of nondescript white panties. He grabbed the waistband and ripped hard removing the underwear. The man licked his lips at the sight of her bald little mound. He took a tube of lubricant from his pocket and applied it to his large cock all over, coating it well. He then reached his hand down and squirted some onto her little pussy and roughly forced a finger inside her. Surprisingly he could push it all the way into her. She definitely didn’t have a hymen but whether someone had beaten him there or it happened in another way he had no way of knowing. The man then worked a second finger into her and roughly finger fucked her for a minute helping spread the lubricant deep.
Not being able to wait any longer he removed his fingers and spread her tiny legs wide. He then gripped his thick cock a few inches below the head. He positioned it at her entrance and in one movement forced the head and the shaft up to his hand into her canal. The girl Lilith didn’t make a sound which disappointed him on one level. He figured someone else had used the girl already but what could he do. His need was still great so he drove as deep into her as she could take. He gripped each of her legs with a hand and rapidly pounded her small body as hard as he could. She might not be a virgin but he was certainly going to stretch her out. Back in the school locker room one of the kids had said he was horse hung and nothing had changed. The man was bigger than most porn stars, not only in length but also in girth. There weren’t many full grown woman who could easily handle him and Lilith certainly wasn’t that.
He looked at Lilith’s face but she just blankly returned his gaze. Getting no satisfaction from that he resolved to make her scream later, but for now decided to take care of his more pressing need. The man continued fucking her tiny body hard and watched his thick weapon violate her, sliding in and out of her tiny hole. He felt his nuts tighten and he let out a moan as he began to flood her with his seed. The man remained inside until all his cum was out, then pulled his slimy cock free and smacked it against her hairless body. He felt more drained then he usually did from an orgasm although he reasoned that was because he had been waiting for this encounter for over a week.
The man crawled to the edge of the platform and stepped down. He walked to a wall of the chamber and adjusted a thermostat and heard the heating fan turn on. He then sat in the one chair in the room and removed all his clothing except for his socks. The chamber was made of concrete and was roughly 20’ x 15’. The only things in the chamber besides the chair and platform were a small toilet, a wall mounted sink and a free standing shower stall with no curtain. He carefully folded his clothes and placed them on the chair when he stood. Standing naked he was a formidable sight. A hair over six feet, the man easily weighed over two hundred pounds and his arms, legs and torso were covered in black hair. His cock had only partially lost it’s erection and jutted out menacingly. His plain face was covered under a couple of days of whiskers and his graying hair was slicked back on his head.
He walked back to the platform and grabbed Lilith’s face with a large hand and turned her to him.
“You were obviously fucked before tonight. Does your daddy or your momma’s boyfriend have fun with you little Lilith?” he asked her.
She didn’t answer him but just stared at him as if she was trying to burn holes through him. He couldn’t explain why but the man felt a chill run up his spine and he was almost scared of this mere slip of a girl. Forcing the feeling to the back of his mind he compensated with false bravado. The man released her face and roughly dragged her onto one of the thin mattresses and rolled her onto her stomach. Seeing her small buttocks caused his erection to grow to full staff and he again clambered on the platform. He grabbed a cheek with each hand and pried them apart revealing her tiny rosebud. The man spit onto her sphincter then leaned down and licked it.
She seemed to be cold to him but he figured once the heat kicked in her body temperature would rise. He applied some lubricant to her tiny hole and forced his finger into her backdoor. It was a struggle to work it in and he was pleased about that. He applied plenty of lube to his cock, especially to the head. The man then pushed the head right to the entrance and gripped her small hips as he began forcing it into her. Again she didn’t make a sound but from his struggle he didn’t think she had been fucked in the ass before. Using his weight to help him the man kept forcing himself deeper until eventually he was all inside her.
The man placed a knee on either side of her body with her legs pressed together. He felt like his cock was in a vice from the extreme tightness of her hole. He then leaned down and supported his torso with his elbows. Once he was in position he pulled his cock halfway out and slammed it all the way in making her little body jump. Letting out a groan that was half pleasure and half pain he began fucking her ass as hard as he could. Lilith was silent through this which enraged him. He moved an elbow onto her shoulder blade putting the weight of his body on her small frame. He continued fucking her with all his force until he couldn’t take any more.
“I’m the first in your ass, slut, and I’m gonna cum in there now” he gasped. A few seconds later he felt the pressure build then release as his balls emptied for a second time into Lilith. The man practically collapsed onto her he was so winded. After resting for a minute he managed to roll them onto their sides. He removed himself as her ass was so tight on him it was almost painful. He would have liked to see the gape but he was too tired at the moment. The man rolled onto his back and rested. Looking up at the fluorescent lights he realized for some reason he had forgotten to turn on his state of the art digital recording system. Once he caught his breath he would remedy that, but it was a shame that some good action wasn’t filmed. He closed his eyes just for a moment.
The next thing he knew he felt a tongue running along his cock. The man’s eyes opened to reveal Lilith kneeling between his legs. He reached out a hand and pushed her hair away so that he could see what she was doing. Her tongue was tracing a pattern up his shaft. Lilith brought her bound hands and took his shaft between them. The man noticed her fingernails were painted blood red but stopped paying attention to anything else when she lifted up his cock and swallowed it.
He gasped from pleasure as Lilith slid her mouth down his shaft taking it deep in her throat without pausing until it was all the way in. The man couldn’t remember any of the street whores he frequented when he was unable to obtain his true desire being able to deep throat him like this. He thought to himself that this girl was a total freak. With his hand on her head Lilith continued working her mouth up and down his full length never stopping her movements even to catch a breath. Though the man had already experienced two orgasms in quick succession he felt another one approaching. When Lilith cradled his balls in her tiny cool hands while swallowing him deep he felt his balls shoot what little they had remaining down her throat.
Totally exhausted the man drifted off to sleep with Lilith sitting cross legged watching him the last thing that he saw. He awakened from the feeling of nails being scraped along the flesh of his thighs. He forced his eyes open and saw Lilith, naked now and unrestrained hovering over him while digging her nails into him. The man also realized that his hands were now restrained above his head securely. He tried to move his arms but was unable to.
“Let me loose girl if you know what’s good for you and I won’t punish you too badly” he said.
Lilith laughed and smiled diabolically at him, her gray eyes tinted with a reddish tinge. She took his flaccid cock in one hand and squeezed harder than her size should let her. The man then noticed the girl’s incisors had impossibly grown longer and pointier. Suddenly she leaned down and sank her fangs into his cock.
“Oh God no” the man screamed in anguish.
Lilith paused long enough to say “ I don’t think God will be answering your prayers tonight or at any time really” before resuming her feeding. Mercifully for the man he soon drifted into unconsciousness. The feeling of cold water cascading onto his face revived him. Lilith was standing above him fully dressed with his keyring in one hand and a water bottle in the other.
“What are you?” he managed to gasp out his parched throat.
“Your worst nightmare” she said smiling sweetly “but if you literally mean what am I , I’ll tell you. I was born a girl like any other. My father served in the army during WW I and stayed in Europe after the war for a while where he met my mother. She was from a village that had been ruled by the Hapsburgs. When they met it was love at first sight, at least that’s what they said. They moved back to the states after they married and I was born a few months later. My brother came along in five years and we were a very happy family.”
A look came over her face that was almost wistful before quickly fleeing like a cloud before a strong wind.
“We received word that my grandmother, my mother’s mother, was getting very sick and wasn’t expected to survive long. My father had done well in business and therefore we could afford to travel back to my mother’s home village where I met that side of my family for the first time. Then one evening I had wandered a little outside the village on my own. And I was taken and turned.”
She said the last sentence with such vehemence that the man took notice. Lilith then continued her story. “He said I reminded him of his daughter. He taught me much and to his mind he took care of me but I always hated him with all my being for what he did to me. It took me a long time to get my revenge as he was too strong for me to confront directly and I had to grow into and develop my powers. But many years later when I felt I was ready I wrote some letters and left some clues for others to find and destroy the monster that had preyed on the area for years. I of course was not there at the time but I made sure the task was completed.”
“Then I arranged to come back to the country of my birth, though not to where I was born as I didn’t ever wish to be near my family after what I’ve become. And I’ve been surviving ever since, preying for the most part on evil men like you. I’m small so I don’t need to feed as much as some might and no one ever expects a girl to be so deadly. Why am I telling you all this? Not having anyone to really talk to for over fifty years can get very lonely but I will never create another like me. Besides in a few days you’ll be dead anyway. I’ll return the next two nights to finish the job. Well let me leave you for now as I know you want to rest and after I feed is the only time I feel almost alive” Lilith said with a bitter laugh.
The girl put the water bottle down by the man’s head and skipped out the door with his keys in her hand. He heard the door at the top of the stairs close and lock in a minute and then the lights went out.
Excerpt from newspaper story.
The man identified as John Lewis was found dead – bound, gagged and mutilated by an employee of his company Monday morning. A police spokesperson confirmed that his genitalia had been seemingly “ripped off” and that police had found evidence that Mr. Lewis had sexually abused a large number of children and had recorded his shocking crimes. Police suspect a victim’s relative may have killed the homicide victim. “Even though Mr. Lewis was a bad person we will not allow vigilante justice in our city and we will do our best to apprehend the guilty party” said Walter Wimmers police spokesperson.
Nightmare, the persecution
A child’s dream of death.
Torment, ill forgotten
A soul that will never rest.
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Great Start To a Weekend.

I realise this may not be that great of a story, it’s my first one that I’ve ever written. I have read many great stories on this site and decided to give it a shot. Constructive Critisism would be nice.

Fiction

My Sisters First

He had watched her almost unblinking at dinner. He just had to wait a few more hours, then their father would be out-of-town for a week and he’d get re-acquainted with his little sister.
Remy Abale was 19, still living at home not that was bad but he didn’t do shit. Just hanging out all the time and fucking everything in sight. Their father had put his foot down. at least about bringing girls home; and had given him one more year, which was quickly running out, before he had to get a job or enroll in school. Until then he was a mooch.
Benja Abale his half-sister was freshly 17, though she hardly looked it. She was off for summer break
With the exception of their last name Benja and Remy didn’t have anything in common, anymore. They used to be very close, best of friends, they went everywhere together did everything together. Their father didn’t like their closeness and saw a welcome relief when high school and different cliques had taken its toll putting a visible strain on their closeness.
Remy, cocky as hell and charming when he wanted to be, was tall, slender, and athletic with a great body he was very proud of, and already adorned with several tribal tattoos his father hated. But as Remy noted after their first fight on the subject once they were on there was nothing to be done about it. Remy had fierce, focused deep blue eyes and dark auburn hair that was long past his shoulders. He normally wore it in a ponytail but sometimes he wore it in a long braid, like now.
He was the spitting image of his father Jay, but had fair skin like his mom, who had left their father and him just after he was born.
A year half later Benja was born to his father and his new wife; Benja quiet, sweet, book-worm. She took after their father who was olive complected, Benja came out deep honey brown with jet black hair and light brown eyes. Benja, 5’6” had great sexy trim frame but with curves like her mom, large 36D breasts, a small waist and cute round butt.
Both inherited their fathers lavish eyelashes and brows. And when they went out, most people thought they were friends or dating as opposed to normal bickering siblings, and even then thought one or the other was adopted.
Benja’s mom had died several years earlier, since then it had just been the three of them. With their father Jay trying to make sure they always had everything they needed or wanted.
That was a tall order with Remy and thus their father was always working.
He was very successful … as a business person… but as a father he was a little lacking to say the least; he still hadn’t realized that getting them ‘things’ wasn’t as good as him being at home.
The week-long business trip that would take him half way around the world, and afford them an expensive luxury trip to Europe just after.
Remy rubbed his aching cock, anxious to get things started,he had looked for a way to just be alone with Benja since it all started several months before, when he had gone into her room to try a talk (bully) to her so he could get the weekend to party; he ended up getting a look at her laptop. She was always on the damn thing typing away even during her spring break, so he knew it wasn’t homework. Looking though her folders and files, he found out why.
He saw pictures after picture of her half-naked pictures posing provocatively with a ‘cum fuck me’ look, he almost came in his pants right then; his little sister was fucking hot.
Everything about her intrigued him at that point. Her full lips pouting or smiling, her large jutting breasts, hidden behind over sized t-shirts, her big brown eyes hidden behind her glasses. She was revealing herself through her pictures, to be a smexy piece of ass, and untouched piece of ass at that.
Remy began trolling chat rooms looking for her and started chatting her up pretending he was Cody18. Knowing so much about her it was easy to be added to her friends list and then get her to accept PM’s from him.
It was so exciting, seducing his sister online then bugging the hell out her during the day. At school and at home she was still seemingly the sweet clumsy, na? nerd he grew up with.
On line he got her to open up about things she never talked to about him or their dad about. And soon enough they were talking about sex. Benja admitted that she was a virgin and was really looking forward to her first time. Cody18 was not too shy in offering his services. At first Benja declined, staying offline for a full week. Remy had thought he scared he off, but she came back and as their online relationship continued and he kept asking she became more open to the idea even asking what he would do to her. Remy as Cody18 went into detail of how her first time with him would be, hearing Benja masturbating late at night afterwards.
She wasn’t his little sister any longer but his sexy 17-year-old sister; to top things of she was a virgin too, he was priming himself to deflower.
Remy was head over heels. The dark side of him loved the idea. he had fantasized how he could make use of her body and her erotic thoughts, while taking her virginity. He had gone back and forth, should he really be thinking of her that way? This wanton little slut living right in the same house.
His dick aching and longing to be inside her, any part of her, her mouth, her cunt. Hell, even her ass. The decision was made though he still had reservations but those were quickly falling away.
Now their father was going out-of-town, Benja had told he and her father she didn’t have any plans with friends until Wednesday, her friends going out-of-town for a holiday, while Remy knew she was planning on meeting ‘Cody18’. Remy had said he was going out-of-town for a weekend concert, bragging about his tickets and great seats. She seemed to buy it without hesitation.
Remy’s cock lurched in his pants with excitement at the next few days prospects.
He stood in the laundry room now. Though most of the clothes were his, he liked that Benja was such a clean freak and ended up doing all the house work. He had just gotten into an argument with his father for not helping around the house. It had been so long since he’d washed anything he didn’t know where anything was. He inspected two cabinets.
“ BEN-EE!!…………. BEN-EE!!” he called his sister by the nickname he knew she hated.
“ What?!” Benja shouted, coming into the laundry room angrily.
“ I can’t find anything.”
“ Did you look?” She put her hands on her hips. He watched her breast bounce in her shirt as she did, smiling to himself. Soon, those would be his.
“ Yeah.” He answered.
“ The detergent is up here.” Benja reached her body up, balancing an arm on the washer to a cabinet over them getting a new bottle of detergent.
Remy was taken aback seeing her stretched long, her lean but curvy body on display she normally wore jeans but with ‘Cody18’ telling how good she looked,her confidence was growing. She was wearing short shorts with a black strip down the side and a baby doll t-shirt . She was bare foot and her full sexy calves caught his attention as she stood on her tip toes reaching to the shelf, his eyes meandered up the length of her leg to her round bottom just peeking out of her shorts, she had her long black hair in two braids.
“ Remy.” Benja shouted at him over her shoulder.
“ What?” he said coming back to he current situation.
“ Here’s the soap will you get it I can’t reach it.”
Instead of moving her to the side, Remy stood right behind his sister reaching over her taking a whiff of her hair. She smelled like ginger and sugar. He reached of languidly slow pulling down the box of soap, letting his hand brush against her large breast as he put the box in front of her.
“ Do you need this shirt washed?” Remy pressed against her cupping her breast. Benja shuddered at his touch.
“ Oh my gawd, get off me you jackass. All you had to do was look up there.” she pushed away from Remy storming for the door . Remy, his cock throbbing moved quickly closing the door before she could reach it then turning her pressing her against it, his hand at her breasts. She wanted to shout stop, but she didn’t. He pulled at her nipples roughly smiling down at her
“ Remy stop..” she pouted pushing on him with one hand and covering her breast with the other.
Remy trailed his hand down his sisters waste and in between her legs. She pressed her legs together to stop his advance.
“ Let me touch it.” He whispered lowly, his hot breath against her neck.
“ Remy don’t!!” she shouted still pushing against him, her head turned away from him.
He let his hand slip between her warm thighs, though just below her mound, not touching it but so close and looking at her face he knew she wanted him to touch her.
“ Remy!! …. stop you freak!” she said louder.
Remy pulled back from his sister, not wanting their father to come in, adjusting his cock in his pants. He caught her staring at the bulge.
“ You want to see, come to my room later, I’ll show you.”
Benja looking confused and frazzled her skin tingling, her face red and hot as she quickly opened the door and left.
Remy started the washer.
Benja was really going to get it now, Remy thought. As he started piling his dark clothes into the wash, and hers along with it. He did think about throwing her whites in but thought better of if not wanting his father on his back for screwing up the wash.
He threw Benja’s clothes in one article at a time. Inspecting her t-shirt short some lace bra. Then several pairs of her panties, pink with black trimming and vice versa. He stopped, they were cute and sexy and for and instant it flashed in his mind her wearing them and what his friends might say, his cock jerked in his pants feeling the silky material.
He went to through the article of clothes in the rising water but still held on to them.. he clinched his jaw rubbing the fabric in his hands, he looked cautiously over his shoulder then put the soiled fabric up to his nose inhaling deeply. His cock lurched stronger this time. He closed his eyes inhaling again. She smelled good, light sweet. He needed a new pair of panties for his late night jerking off. He would have to replace her panties after so many days or else she’d miss them.
He opened the panties after looking over his shoulder again and opened them up looking at the crotch stained thick with her juice. It was still fresh.
He wondered how she got so much on her panties. Thoughts of her fingering herself dashed through his thoughts, making his pulse race, his cock as stiff as a board now. He heard Benja’s voice in the hall calling to her father and he threw the clothes in the water with the exception of her panties which he tucked in his pocket.
xxxx
That night Remy was feeling anxious. He had waited for Benja to come to his room but she didn’t show, so he’d have to go see her. Remy sneaked down her hall to Benja’s room,he had just a few more hours til his father was on a plane heading on his business trip but he couldn’t wait, his hand on the doorknob thinking for a moment to turn back but it wouldn’t do any harm to look in on her. He couldn’t wait to see her when she got up. He opened the door quietly standing in the doorway for several moments thinking about what was he doing but something inside him wanted to see her.
He crept slowly in her room, his heart pounding, thoughts racing. He stood over her huge king size bed.
When he started high he had told his father he wanted a larger bed because HE had literally outgrown his twin size and Benja wanted a new bed too. It was too big for her then just like now.
Remy stared at her sleeping. She she had kicked all the blankets off and lay wild, sprawled out in the soft deep cherry red sheets. She was wearing a tight tank top that barely contained her two full 36D globes and a small black and pink pair of bikini panties.
His cock pushed in his boxer-briefs and he grumbled uneasily, This was his sister, his little sister,……… but she was so fucking hot. How could he have not seen it before? He was wondering how many other guys she had turned on; how many guys maybe guys he knew, jerked off thinking about her, fantasized about her.
He slid as light as he could, on the bed, moving gradually beside her. He laid there just a moment, his thoughts clouded . Should he be doing this, his little sister. He listened to her breathing watching her chest rise and fall.
Without thinking his hand palmed her left breast lightly feeling its firmness. his cock was pushing against his boxers. He brushed his thumb over her nipple, it immediately began to swell and raise against the soft cotton fabric of her night-shirt. He lightly trailed his hand down her body feeling the curve and supple softens of her skin where her shirt ended, to where her panties began. He dipped his finger ever so lightly between her legs over her pubic bone to her mound even through her panties he could feel the heat between her legs and the crotch of her panties were quite wet.
That must be some dream , Remy though. Soon she’d be dreaming about him.
He slid down further on the bed to her crotch, easing himself between her legs, his face just a hair from her covered pussy lips, breathing in her scent. It sent ripples of excitement through him. His cock lurched stronger this time he closed his eyes inhaling again; she so smelled good, light sweet. He already had a few pairs of her soiled underwear that he used to jack off with but this was fresh, and delicious. His lips parted ready to bite down on her, wondering if she shaved her pussy bare or what lovely design she had it trimmed too.
Benja started, moaning and rolling her head, he pulled back ready to bolt from the room. But she settled, rolling over in the bed, on her stomach, her panties not able to fully cover her round shapely bottom and slid up into the crack of her ass, in essence she looked as if she were wearing a thong, Remy’s favorite type of underwear as his cock pulsed and twitched in appreciation of the sight before him, butterflies rose from his stomach,but he stepped back from the bed, willing himself to leave her room. He wanted her so bad, But he had to wait just a while longer.
He pulled the door shut watching her, fighting with new uncomfortable thoughts, and he decision he had made.
“ Is Benja okay?”
Remy jerked with a start, turning to see his father coming down the hall already half-dressed for his trip.
“ Hmmh.. yeah shes fine just see if she was awake to make breakfast.” Remy was shaking head to toe, if he had stayed a moment longer his father would have caught him.
“ C’mon Remy, she not your maid or cook. You’re up, you make breakfast.”
“ You’re right, dad.”
“ I mean it too. don’t give her a hard time this week you can do whatever as long as you don’t get in too much trouble no parties at the house you hear me.”
“ Yes sir.”
x
A sleepy and groggy Benja got up just long enough to kiss her father goodbye and wish him a safe trip, before she crawled back into bed, but Remy couldn’t sleep. His nerves on end and resolve set to have his sister.
Remy paced in his room his dick in his hand. He hadn’t jacked off all night and he wanted to get down to business with Benja. He could have easily taken her in her sleep when their father left but he didn’t want to do it like that.
He heard her bedroom door open finally. He peeped through the crack in his door. He had put his car in the garage which he rarely did knowing she would think he wasn’t home.
Dressed in a white bikini, and her hair pulled up in two ponytails on either side of her head. Her deep honey brown skin looked delicious offset against the white of the too tiny string bikini she was wearing. She fumbled through the frig getting a drink before heading out by the pool with her laptop.
He was really gonna do it, have sex with his sister. His mouth-watering seeing her sexy nubile lithe body as she laid out on the pool chair on her stomach and began typing away.
x
Benja was checking her IMs and email for word from Cody18. Today was the day, she was expecting to have her mail full, but nothing. She had been waiting and planning for it for so long. She had taken a long hot bath and cleaned up on preparation for the weekend of sex she had hoped to have. She also had a plan in place if Cody18 turned out to be not as good-looking as he had said. Her bikini bottoms were already wet, she was so turned on and so scared, her hands were shaking as she typed on her laptop trying to get him to respond to her IM.
She turned with a start feeling a large hand on her lower back.
“REMY!!! What are you doing here!!? I thought you were leaving for the weekend!” She sat up feeling expose trying to cover herself with her towel.
“Change of plans.”
“But…..” she stammered trying to think of a way to get him to leave, her plans seeming to dissolve.
“ Expecting someone?” he asked when she kept looking at the door.
“Ahhh….” she was still thinking.
“Cody18’s not coming.”
“ What..?” her breath caught. “What?! How do you know him?”
“I know a lot of things,” he said sitting down next to her.
Benja moved to get up and Remy grabbed her wrist.
“Where ya going?”
“Remy let me go.” she yanked her arm, but he held her fast.
“I told you Cody18’s isn’t to coming.”
Benja’s eyes widened.
“I guess I should say he’s already here.” His eyes glinted, a sexy smug smirk on his lips.
Benja’s heart was pounding, as she tried to make sense of what he was saying.
“Those pictures you sent were really hot, I can’t help jacking off every time I see them.”
Benja recoiled as Remy leered at her.
“What pictures?! What are you talking about?! You’re my brother!” she was outraged but more confused.
“Yeah, who else to better take care of you and protect you.” he pulled her down next to him. Then leaning into her he said, “I can make you first time the best.”
” It was you.” Benja looked horrified. All the feelings she had harbored for Cody18 she was realizing it was all a lie. It was her brother.
“Why? Why did you do it? That’s so mean….. ” She was beginning to cry feeling the horrible sinking feeling of his cruel joke. She closed her eyes tight as if to make herself invisible.
“What are you talking about? I wasn’t joking.” He paused releasing his firm grip on her wrist so she could drink in what he was saying to her, understand what was about to happen. “I meant everything I said.. You are wonderful, beautiful.. sexy and I do want to fuck you..”
She had stopped breathing when he said it was all true and now she gasped for air looking over at him. He a small sincere smile on his lips. She looked around though as if waiting for someone to pop out and say it was a joke and eventuate would see it soon online or something…..but nothing happened. Just Remy staring at her, holding her hand.
Benja’s stomach flipped hearing her brother talk that way about her. She had seen girls he had dated and they were beautiful but he was saying she was beautiful too and he wanted to have sex with her.. fuck her.
She had masturbated most every night when he had a girl in his room, being able to hear their moans clearly in hers. She had even sneaked to his door peaking in watching him destroy each girl and leave them happy and wanting more before he moved to the next.
Benja sat in shocked silence for several minutes.
Remy stared at her, his lips parted, tongue poked out licking them.
Benja’s mound tingled.. her mind was spinning. Could this really be happening? Any thoughts, sexual thoughts she had about Remy she had forced from her mind, she had such a crush on him growing up, she loved being around him; but once he started high school and high school girls, he forgot all about her. But to know the boy she was ready to give herself too was actually Remy?
“ Are you scared?” Remy asked finally seeing her expression relax a bit, stroking her thigh.
Benja was breathing hard her chest heaving.
“ No” she mutter looked up at him innocently.
Remy almost jumped out of his skin.
“ You’re not?”
She shook her head no again. Licking her lips in anticipation absently.
“ Did you mean what you wrote?” she asked coyly, curiously.
Remy still reeling looked confused for a moment.
“ That you would teach me..” she continued unable to deny the spark of excitement that flitted through her.
“ Yeah.. yeah I meant it.” his heart was pounding, he wanted her so much. He had never been so turned on.
He leaned forward his hand going up her thigh slowly she looked down watching it. He looked at her lips moving in to kissed her. Apprehension came back as she pulled away
“ Its okay.” he whispering closer and kissing her softly. He had never been so gentle with a girl not even his fist time as he was being with Benja now. Their lips touched sending electric pulses through them. He was tasting forbidden fruit, he could taste the light berry flavor of her lip gloss, the soft warm feel of her full lips. His body on fire with want and excitement.
Their kisses were soft tentative, searching and exploring each others mouths.
Any slight sound besides the two of them breathing caused Benja to jump or squirm.
“ No ones here B. It’s just us.” he stroked his sister arm encouragingly as she looked around still on edge with what they were doing.
Remy looked over her body, his hand navigating up her thigh, hip to the curve of her waist. Her skin was so soft,supple.
Benja felt shy, trying to cover up with her towel.
“ Let me look at you.” he pulled the towel away from her throwing it to the side
She averted his hungry gaze shy again. He hands roamed over the untouched territories of her body.
“ You look so beautiful.”
“ Really? You’re not just saying that are you?” She smiled at him, still unsure about the whole thing but loving the feel of his big hot hands all over her.
“ No, its true.” He knew was the luckiest man on earth right now to be with her.
He laid her back on the pool chair, pulling up her arms and wrapping them around his neck, as he kissed her again. Deeper, harder this time, laying on her.
The weight of him on her felt good and she mewled sweetly.
Soon their kissing was an urgent flurry of tongues and lips. Remy trailed his hand over Benja’s body up to her breast. She moaned in surprise and delight.
“ Should we really do this?” Benja hissed through the kissing, feeling her pussy flooding as Remy mauled her chest.
“ Yes………. Yes” Remy sat up trying to reassure her, not wanting her to chicken out when he was so close to being inside her.
“ Who better to teach you on your first time than someone who already knows you and loves you.”
Benja’s stomach flipped again, they did really love each other no matter how they fought and she was one of the few people who could tell when he was lieing and he was as sincere as he had ever been right now.
She knew it was wrong to want it to be with him like this but she didn’t care, not anymore.
She pulled him down kissing him hard on the mouth. He maneuvered himself smoothly between her legs, pressing his bulging cock against her. She mewled rolling her hips under him as they continued to kiss.
His hot mouth moved to her cheek then her ear and neck as his tongue flicked and rolled lush slow circle on her skin as he slipped her breast from her bikini top. He pulled back looking at her huge honey brown globe.
“ Oh fuck. It’s so big and soft.” he said squeezing then looking at her flushed red face.
Benja blushed looking away for a moment. Remy took the hard erect berry brown nipple in his mouth sucking it looking at her while he did. Benja moaned biting her lip to stay quiet.
“ You don’t have to hold back.” Remy said looking up with her nipple in his mouth “If it feels good, say so. Let me hear it. Guys like that. I really like that.”
Benja began to moan loudly anytime Remy made her feel especially good. He took his time playing with her breast , taking one nipple then the other in his mouth, sucking and licking them.
Remy was taking his time, letting her feel and enjoy everything. Not wanting to rush her.
“ Can I see it?” Benja asked. She had been rubbing his cock through his shorts as they continued to kiss.
“ Hmm.” he smiled. Now they were getting some where. “See what?” He asked coyly.
She swallowed looking sheepish.”Your….”
“ My cock.” His voice was low firm and sexy.
She nodded innocently smiling, her body tingling.
“ OK.” He sat back, then stood. His excitement was clear, his shorts tented as his erect member was straining for freedom. “Pull it out.”
Benja reached for him slowly. Her eyes wide with lust and anticipation she pulled his shorts down over the bulging erection. She had seen glimpses of it, spying on him but this was the first time she had seen it up close.
The tip was a deep purplish red, veins pulsed on the rather long, thick pole of meat, as it twitched and bobbed in front of her.
Remy looked down proudly.
“ Do you like it?”
“ Yeah its nice…. so Big.”
Then, her expression changed realizing that was supposed to somehow fit inside her.
“ Whats the matter?”
“ How is that gonna fit?”
“ Oh it’ll fit just fine……. touch it”
She grabbed him, gently stroking. Feeling the length and width of him in her hand. The hot skin in hers. The tip was oozing precum and made it very sticky.
“ You can do it harder than that.”
She looked up at him, then held his thick appendage more firmly in her hand, and began stroking him. Remy watched her as she began stroking him. His sisters hands on his cock adding to the wonderful dirty erotic feeling going through him.
Benja paid attention to Remy’s sounds and moved her hands slower or faster depending on how he moaned.
Soon Remy was reaching his limit.
“ B. do you want to feel me come?” He panted.
“ Yes.” she said eagerly
“ Then put it in your mouth right now!”
She hesitated only a moment, but then quickly sunk her mouth down on him.
That was all he needed. She bobbed her head on him a few times before he grabbed her head. taking her ponytails in his hands like, horns, and plunged himself into her mouth shooting his hot load into her and painting the back of her throat with his seed.
Benja surprised by the sudden mouthful of fluid tried to pull herself from him but he held her head fast so she could so nothing but swallow the load. The hot salty bitter taste of him, sliding down her throat.
Remy stayed planted in her mouth a few more moments as his orgasm ebbed, stroking her hair, then pulling out his still erect cock. He was so turned on, he was already ready for more.
“Did I do it right?” Benja asked.
“Absolutely.” Remy said stroking her hair.“ How did I taste?”
“ Bitter…… It was okay I guess.” she wiped her mouth.
“ You’ll get used to it.” He said sitting back next to her and leaning her back. He intended for this to just be the start of a nice long sexual relationship with his sister. ”Let me taste you.”
Benja tensed as he untied her bikini bottoms.
“ Oh yessss.” Remy sighed happily seeing her shaved bare pussy smiling up at him.
He opened her leg wide letting them lay draped across the arms the chair looking at her untouched (by a man) pussy. The lips glistening with the flowing nectar coming from her. He slid back the folds her petals seeing he pinkness of her wet flesh. Her clit was swollen and pink poking up. His thumb brushed against it Benja moaned happily as current of pleasure pulsed through her.
“ You like that huh,?” he said looking up at her biting her lip, looking insanely sexy. He rubbed the hard nub again. Benja eyes rolled up in her head as she rolled her hips.
Remy unable to hold himself back closed his hot mouth on her inviting clit , his wet flat tongue licking it, languidly as Benja rolled her hips into his mouth.
Remy while still licking the length of her wet slit paying special attention to her clit, sunk two fingers into her tight sopping hole.
Benja jerked with surprise and delight as her brother’s long thick fingers glided in and out of her.
“ Ahh.. Remy… Remy.. its feels so good.” Her sweet voice crying out in pleasure fueled him to continue. Remy turned his two fingers up as he finger fucked his sister letting them rub against the fleshy part fo her just under her belly. Benja moans turning to wild screams of delight let him know he had found her G spot and her rubbed it furiously, sucking her clit simultaneously.
Her legs clamped around his neck as she jerked and convulsed coming violently around his fingers and tongue, he felt her insides try to clampdown on his fingers and her clit throb, As wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed into her flooding her sense.
Then almost as suddenly as it hit her she tensed, breathless, then collapsed. Her chest heaving happily looking down at him in shock and awe.
Remy pulled the towel up from where it had been discarded and lifted Benja’s bottom up putting the towel under her then, moved between her legs.
She smiled at him faintly under half-moon lids.
“ Are you ready?”
She looked down between them at his twitching pulsing slick cock. She swallowed tightly as he rubbed the head of his cock in her still flowing juices.
He was ready. His lust taking over his thoughts. An animal need to be inside her was about to overwhelm him.
He looked at her scared but excited face.
“ It’ll be okay. Alright?”
She nodded, throwing her arms around his neck. Remy’s heart was pounding in his chest against Benja’s.
It drove him on and he grunted loudly into her neck. Benja was so hot and tight. Tighter than any girl he had ever been with, considering he was actually fucking his little sister as well, he was ready to come already. The fact that he had to go incredibly slow helped.
Remy gradually pushed himself into her, a little at a time. Pushing in, pulling himself out , then pushing in a little further. Benja gritted her teeth.
Remy did that several times until he hit the wall. He pulled back, looking down on her.
“ You ok?”
“ Yes.”
“ You ready?”
“ Yes” she breathed kissing him.
Remy pulled out slowly, holding Benja’s legs open. Then sunk the full weight of himself on her breaking through and sinking all the way into her to the hilt,. He felt her tense and she nipped hs lip before gasping. All which sent shudders of erotic delight through him.
He was his sisters first.
“ Did it hurt?” he said licking the spot of blood from his bottom lip.
“ A little.” she winced still trying to get comfortable with him planted deep inside her cunt. She was breathing hard takin in his size and wight on her.
“ Do you want to stop?” Please don’t say yes.
“ No,please don’t stop. I’m okay.” she said smiling. “I want you to fuck me Remy,”
Relived and overly excited, he began to pump into her, it was hard for him to contain his excitement as tight as she was. But he went slow as he could at first. Hearing her panting moaning in his ear, kept turning him in. Fucking his sweet little sister.
As he moans got light and higher pitched he knew she was enjoying it more.
“ I’m gonna go faster now ok.”
“ Ok.”
He picked up his pace, still trying to will him self from coming too soon he wanted her to come once more before he did.
He glided in and out of her fast then slowing down then picking up speed again. Soon Benja began rolling her hips into him, driving him crazy.
He pinched her nipples sucking her neck as he continued to pound into her, her moaning increasing.
“ I’m coming Remy.” she hissed as he licked her ear. “I’m coming,”
He propped himself up over her wanting to watch her come again this time with his dick in her.
“ Haaaannnnnn…” she began t moan while her cunt again, twitching and gripping him squeezing n his cock hard as another orgasm wracked her body and she shuddered and jerked in delight under him. Her face contorting happily as she came hard again this time around his dick. He didn’t stop his assault on her cunt pumping harder and harder until his cock pulsed.
“ Remy! NO! Not inside!” she shouted, but it ws too late. Remy burst like a dam inside her. filling her stream after stream with his hot thick cum.
His body moved automatically, rocking into the tight silky cunt of his sister as his balls emptied into her. He finally stopped relaxing and laying on her, panting with a dazed smile on his face.
They lay in their cum filled haze for several minutes.
“ You better be glad I’m on the pill.” Benja said scowling, as he sat up wiping his brow.
He was glad.
“ Can we do it again?” her smile returning.
“ Yeah.. as much as you want. We have all week.”

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