Clair n Jo
Suprise ending
A short story about a girl in Post war Japan
I am sorry it has taken so long to post this 3rd part. Life kind of happened… Hope you enjoy
The beginning of the end for Mark Milo and his 14-year-old daughter Stacy was on a Saturday at the public tennis court.
During the week, Stacy told her family that she wanted to learn to play and she asked her father if he would teach her. There was no way that Mark would refuse this. First of all, this was his pride and joy, for whom he would do anything. In addition, this was a game that he loved to play, but had not done so recently because of a lack of willing players. To Stacy’s delight, her father readily agreed.
They had decided that they would practice every Saturday as soon as June, Mark’s wife, went to work, because that would be early enough to claim a court before anyone arrived. Mark would give her some pointers and once she got the basic idea they would get to practice lightly.
It was on this first Saturday morning that her father moved behind her and began holding Stacy’s hip and stomach as he guided her arm swing. Mark initially was not aware but his crotch was pushing against his daughter’s buttocks as he gave his advice. Suddenly the heat from her soft ass cheeks penetrated into him and alerted his brain. To his horror, he felt his cock involuntarily swell inside of his pants. Then his fully erect member was pushing into her bottom. When he realized what was happening Mark felt a tremendous flush of heat run through his face. He felt that he was probably as red as a beet from embarrassment.
He was panic-stricken. His cock was completely aroused and actually twitching inside of his pants, against his daughter’s ass. Flustered, he pulled his crotch away from her in a rush. Then he mumbled some last-second hurried instructions and quickly moved away from the youngster. He rushed over to the other side of the court and had her hit a few serves to him.
Mark quickly cut the lessons short, saying that she should not overdo it on the first day. She nodded. They got into his car and drove home.
Stacy herself was exhilarated and flushed, but only in part from the workout. During the aborted lesson, she had felt her father pressed against her and she was well aware of his hardness. When she first felt it, she wondered why he had become that way. Was it because he had to go to the bathroom? Was it something that she had done to cause it? Soon she was sure that it was caused by their closeness. She felt it jump against her and she became acutely cognizant that her father’s ‘hardy’ was pushing almost unnecessarily into her hip. Although she was not a sexually active girl, she still realized what was happening.
She had been especially thankful when her father pulled his body away from hers because she had been becoming nervous. She did not fail to notice how red her dad’s face had become and how flustered he was.
Now that her school had its ‘publicly known incest incident’ she was well aware that fathers could get ‘that way’ for their daughters, and Stacy had become much more conscious of her sexuality around her dad.
The 14-year-old girl reflected on what had happened and she soon accepted that her father must have pulled himself away from her as soon as he realized that he was hard. She also took satisfaction from the fact that he did not try to do anything further. She correctly assessed exactly what had happened. Her father’s body betrayed him and became aroused at the close contact with her body. When she finally had the whole picture in her head Stacy felt for him, knowing how embarrassed he had been.
They did not speak to each other for the entire trip home. As he drove Mark replayed repeatedly in his mind what had just transpired. How could this have happened? How could the touch of his daughter have aroused him? He had never before had any inclination to touch her in an improper way. She was his daughter, for Christ-sakes! Many was the time that he had touched her, and even seen her naked, but he was her father, and he had thought nothing of it at the time. As recent as a few months ago he had seen her breasts bared, because she was never extra careful in front of him, and although she had filled out quite a bit from the last time he had seen her, he didn’t pay any personal attention. He never did! Oh sure, he had taken note that she was developing an impressive set of tits (he even mentioned this to his wife June) but he was nothing more that a proud and admiring father then.
What had happened? What caused his body to react now? He wondered if Stacy had realized what had occurred. He reached a conclusion that she probably didn’t, because she had not given any indication that she knew it was happening.
Mark was feeling terribly upset with himself. It was only a few weeks ago that he openly and loudly condemned incest when his daughter had come home from school with all of those questions. It seemed that a girl from the school had gotten pregnant, apparently by either her father or her brother and Stacy had a basket full of questions. Mark had gone on in depth about the sinfulness of brother-sister and father-daughter sex. Now he, himself, had gotten aroused and yes, even a little excited, by the feel of his daughter’s body.
When they arrived at their house Stacy noticed that her dad’s hands were actually shaking. His eyes were purposely avoiding looking at hers. He was obviously having a hard time coming to grips with what had occurred.
During the remainder of the weekend, the young girl watched with interest as her father remained almost preoccupied. She was feeling terribly sorry for him in his frazzled state. June made no mention of it so the young girl was not sure if her mother even noticed.
Much of the time when she was not watching her father with concern Stacy’s mind returned to Saturday morning’s incident. It was not that big of a deal that should have caused her father to get so mad at himself, she thought. After all, it was not something that he purposely did. As she kept returning to his sadness in her head she finally said to herself, ‘He couldn’t help himself. So what? He got hard and was pushing into me. If he was another father he probably would have felt his daughter’s body and tried to do more. At least he was sensible and was able to stop his body’s urges.’
Even with her limited knowledge, she still realized that Mark must have had a hard time in pulling away from her. She was aware just how easily men became excited and she was told how difficult it was for them to ‘cool off’.
As she turned this all over in her head, she wondered how she would have reacted had he not stopped and had he decided to try to go further. Her first thought was that she would have screamed and ran away, but the more that she thought about it, small whispers of doubt troubled her mind. So what if he had touched her? Isn’t it something they have done all of her life? If it made her father feel good, what would be wrong? It would not have been as if they were having sex.
Mark repeatedly continued to replay the scene in his head, and he thought of himself with disgust throughout Saturday and Sunday.
It was on Sunday night, after he went to bed, that he really got shocked. While running Saturday morning’s episode through his mind for the umpteenth time, something strange happened to him. This time a hard-on came along with the memory. Lying in bed, he remembered his cock pressing against his daughter’s buttocks, and he became just as hard now as he had then.
‘My god, what’s happening to me?’
Moments later when he mounted his wife, his final shock occurred. Although he was physically fucking his wife June, he was mentally fucking his daughter Stacy. A subtle change had come over him. His mindset had totally transformed him from a loving father to an incest-driven being.
Beginning on the very next night, Mark began to look at his daughter in a completely different light. Without being obvious, he now permitted his eyes to take in and appreciate the twin beauties of Stacy’s young and impressive chest and the exciting look of child-flesh on her already shapely legs. When no one was paying attention to him, his eyes ravaged the beautiful ass with its well-rounded cheeks.
As the week progressed, Stacy began to realize that her father was taking notice of her. Her immediate reaction was feeling relief, because he had refused to look at her at all over the weekend. Now sensing his eyes on her, she began to feel happy for him that he had overcome his problem and although she felt somewhat uncomfortable by his looks, she also felt a strange enjoyment and warmth.
At times during the rest of the week, their eyes would meet and after a few seconds, they both would turn away. An observer might think that father and daughter were afraid of each other. One time, on Thursday night, their eyes locked upon each other. It was almost as if they were sending a silent message of love to the other.
On Saturday morning, they were back at the tennis court. As happened the week before Mark was again meshed into his daughter from behind as he was teaching her how to swing. Once more, his cock felt the heat from her body, his nostrils sucked in the clean smell of feminine youth, and he felt the immediate hardness in his pants. It was pushing at the lower part of Stacy’s soft ass-cheek.
Stacy too felt it happening again. She closed her eyes momentarily, deciding if she should react and if so what should she do? Should she pull away if he didn’t? His one hand was on her hip at this point and his other was guiding her swing. What if her father decided to move into her tighter, move his hands, and touch her in a ‘wrong spot?’
Heat was rising now within the loins and minds of both father and daughter.
Stacy had rationalized much of her thinking during the week and she had almost justified the thought of her father touching her. She recalled thinking, ‘So what if he had touched her? Isn’t it something they have done all of her life? If it made her father feel good, what would be wrong? It wouldn’t have been like they were having sex.’ As the warmth ran through her, she actually began to want him to touch her. His cock was throbbing at her buttocks. She was not even thinking of tennis anymore. She wondered ‘what-if’ and then, after swallowing nervously, she pushed her rear back harder into her father’s twitching manhood.
Mark’s whole body tightened. Did he actually feel his daughter pushing back into him? Was she aware of what she was doing? Unable to control himself, all rational thinking somewhere in limbo, he loosened his hand on his child’s hip and moved it over and onto her belly. Slowly, he pulled her back closer to him and he pushed his crotch even tighter into her ass. At the same time, his mouth moved to his daughter’s ear and they held together for a long minute without either of them making any effort to stop themselves.
His chest and brain were pounding fiercely and his hands and body were trembling. Caution was almost nonexistent now. He knew that if Stacy did not put a stop to this that he would not be able to stop himself anymore. He had ogled her body and thought a lot about her all week and now, with her beautiful hot, young body molded to his, he realized the truth. He really wanted to fuck his child.
Finally, summoning up his courage, he whispered in her ear, “I love you sweetheart.”
Stacy gulped. Heat was racing through her body. She was frantic from fear yet she knew that secretly wanted to allow her father to do whatever he wanted. Maybe she even wanted it, too. Her mind was thinking well enough to know that this would end if she said so. She knew that her father did not want it to stop, but he was not going to force her.
Her heart pounding, she answered back, whispering, “I know dad…I know.”
“Do you, sweetheart? Do you really know?” His voice was barely audible.
“Um hmm.”
Did she really understand his state and what was happening? “Can we go home?” he asked.
Stacy tensed. My god, what was she doing? She should put an end to this now, but – – She now admitted to herself she did not want to stop it. Her legs were shaking and her whole being seemed to be trembling. Slowly she moved out of her father’s grasp and turned to face him. Her eyes sought and found his. She knew what he wanted. She told herself that if he wanted her, she would be thrilled.
They were both silent for another 10 seconds and finally, looking nervously into his eyes, she said, “Whatever you wanna do dad. Whatever you want.”
As they continued looking into each other’s eyes Mark realized that his 14-year-old daughter was accepting him, although he still had a flicker of doubt. He knew how insane this was and he could cite all of the arguments against it, but his cock was making all of the major decisions now, and his cock wanted this young body very badly.
He wanted to be positive that she really was aware of what was happening. He considered asking her what she wanted but he was afraid that would be too much and might scare her away.
“Stase, babe, you, er, are you, er aware…Do you know why I want us to leave?”
She nodded and smiled nervously and he continued, “Do you want to…?”
Her eyes were filled with tears now. She took a very long time answering. “No dad…I don’t,” she whispered. “But I…I love you, too.”
“No baby…no. Let’s just…I’m sorry, babe…C’mon, let’s just get outta here. I’ll take you home.” He had fought off the demons.
On the way home, he reached across the seat in the car and squeezed his daughter’s hand as assurance to her of his love for her.
“I’m er, gonna drop you off at the house, sweetheart. Then I’ve got to run some errands,” he said. “And baby…? Thanks for being so good. And if I get that way anymore get away from me, hah? I’m, it’s no good…I mean, it’s bad babe. You don’t have to do anything. I’ll try not to get that way again…I promise.”
Stacy was silent for the whole trip home. She was relieved, yet somehow frustrated.
At the house, he dropped his daughter off and then, for the next few hours he went and wandered through the local malls.
That night at home, they both realized that it was not over. Their eyes began to continuously meet and hold on one another. Soon the truth became obvious to both of them. The end was inevitable. Mark’s eyes operated on her body whenever possible.
Later that night Stacy went to bed and for the first time in her young life her masturbation fantasy now included her father. She began to actually want him. She remembered his hardness and although she was afraid, she also had a secret desire.
Mark began fantasizing while looking at her. He could not help himself. He would look at her semi-full well-rounded tits and think of holding them. He would watch her near-perfect ass and imagine his tongue running over it. He was now becoming hard just from looking at his daughter’s body.
The following Thursday the game continued. Throughout the night, whenever Mark felt that he was safely out of his wife’s view his horny ogling was obvious to Stacy. He and his daughter kept looking at each other and both of them were becoming increasingly in need of the other.
On this night, Stacy said her good-nights to her mom and dad about a half-hour later than usual. As she got up to go to her room her eyes locked on her father’s, and they remained locked. Finally, after a long silence she nodded to him, then broke the eye lock and went up to bed.
An hour later when Mark was sure that his wife was asleep, he arose and quietly walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Then he walked over to his daughter’s room. His naked cock rose within his robe as he raised his hand and knocked gently. His heart began beating harder as he turned the handle. He pushed the door open and moved inside, closing it behind him.
Stacy was lying in the bed on her side, facing the door. She was wide-awake, nervously watching her father. Her heart also began beating harder as he walked slowly toward her.
Mark’s brain was pulsing, his mouth was dry and his cock was twitching and jumping inside of his robe as he looked at his beautiful daughter in the semi-darkness. He could see panic in her eyes and he noticed her heavy breathing. He detected a hungry look about the child. She was about to get her first taste of hot sex and she was going to be filled by her father. Somehow, the thoughts excited her tremendously.
As he came closer, Stacy bravely lifted the blankets in invitation. Mark gasped as he saw the child’s naked tits awaiting him as she held the blanket aloft. He silently removed his robe and he watched the frightened and eager look in her eyes as they moved over his body on down to his crotch, where she stared at his massive hard-on. He moved slowly onto the bed and with deliberation, he removed the blanket from her clutching hand. She had been holding it so that he could get beneath it with her, but instead he pushed it back off of her completely and then pushed at her shoulder, pushing her hot looking body on its back.
His eyes moved eagerly over the young flesh of his daughter. Her head was turned and she watched him hungrily as his eyes jumped rapidly over her breasts and down her stomach to the juncture of her young pussy with its soft blonde peach fuzz, and then down over her long legs, before reversing and repeating the entire course. When his eyes finally met with hers, he was fascinated. Until now, he was not sure about this. Now, seeing the wanton look of utter hotness on her face, Mark knew that this was what they both craved, incestuous sex! Father cock, daughter cunt!
Stacy’s lips were trembling as his face moved toward hers. He was about to kiss his own daughter in a sexual encounter. He slid his body into hers and as he moved one hand onto a breast, the heat was immediate in his palm. He squeezed gently on her flesh and his hand cupped her breast. She uttered a nervous whimper as a thrilling sensation tingled throughout her body. As his hand enclosed tighter on the wonderful flesh, Stacy moaned quietly. At the same time, his free hand went to her ear and his mouth moved on to her quivering lips.
As their lips met, Stacy moaned deep into his mouth and her hands began clutching at the back of his head, drawing his mouth into hers. His lips were sucking at hers. Then she felt his tongue move desperately into her mouth and passionate thrills started shooting in her brain. Suddenly the child was on fire. Her grip tightened on her father’s head and she eagerly turned her naked body into his.
Father and daughter were now engaged in an age old tradition of instinctive incestuous lust as the young girl sucked at his thrusting tongue and moved her hot needy body against his, while her hands held his head tightly. All of her female natural feelings were totally aroused. She could not get enough of his loving. Her body was twisting and grinding against his. She could feel her father’s pulsating manhood pushing against her bare flesh.
“Ooooh, dad, daddad…I…” She was muttering into his mouth while his tongue moved hungrily within her mouth.
Mark’s fingers began squeezing at the fully protruded nipple on his daughter’s chest. He pulled his mouth from hers and he moved his lips and tongue elsewhere. He began by kissing and lightly sucking at her pulsing neck. His daughter’s hands remained at the back of his head, as he slowly tasted downward, causing her young body to begin squirming in excitement.
His one hand moved off of her breast and began to lightly trace itself along the vibrant flesh of the youngster’s quivering stomach, belly and finally down to the mound of her excited pussy. As his fingers started to move lower, into the spread between her legs, his lips were suddenly enclosing on the nipple of her breast and his free hand now enclosed on her unoccupied tit.
It was a three-pronged attack upon the child and she was twisting from side to side frantically. Her head was exploding from the messages that were being sent to it. She was a bundle of sexual confusion.
“Ohhhhh…” she moaned as her father’s hand moved into her pussy while he guided her back on the bed.
Stacy’s hips bucked up at his working hand. She felt her father’s fingers begin to gently rub around the clit area. The youngster lost all of her sensibilities, moving and twisting her body about so that her pussy could get the maximum sexual pleasures of his wonderful fingers. As his lips suckled on the flesh of her tit, his tongue worked over the aureole and nipple.
The child was on fire, as was Mark. He felt a spurt of cum shoot erratically over her leg and on the bed. He had never felt so wild and hot. He moved his fingers expertly over and around his daughter’s clitoris and she was writhing about from his ministrations.
“Ooooh dad daddy ooo I, I, ooo…”
Now he made another move. This time he slid his mouth off the flesh of his daughter’s tit and he began the kissing and sucking routine, down over the child’s terribly excited flesh. At the same time, he was turning his body toward the opposite direction. The young girl was frantic beneath him. Tiny grunts of pleasure were coming from her throat. Then his mouth was upon the mound of his child’s pussy. He finally moved his finger from her hardened clit and moved his hand down to her hole where he gingerly inserted two fingers into the fully moistened cavity.
Suddenly Mark moved over her and straddled his knees on either side of the child’s body. His back was to her face. Stacy was becoming even wilder as she realized what her father was going to do to her. Her brain was on fire. She reached her hands out and clutched his ass at the same time as she was eagerly spreading her legs fully. He lowered his upper body and his mouth became suddenly dry as he sought the delicious eager awaiting pussy.
His fingers were gently fucking in her virgin cunt and his mouth touched home. She groaned loud and her hot thighs tightened on her father’s ear in a vise and his tongue pushed into the crack and landed on the clitoris. A frantic, spasmodic jolt shot upward through her body. His tongue began moving over and around the entire clit area, tasting and smelling the raw sex of the girl whose body was now out of control. It craved. It needed to be fulfilled.
Stacy was bucking up and down now, more violent than ever. Her father was licking and sucking up and down and in and out. Her fingers were clutching desperately at the flesh of his ass and incoherent mutterings were coming from her mouth. Wild spasms were gripping and shooting through her insides as her climax was upon her.
The hot flesh of his daughter’s soft smooth thighs tightened fiercely on his ears as he licked and tasted her moistened juices.
Finally, she was totally spent and relaxed.
Mark moved seamlessly. Without Stacy even realizing that her father had moved again, he had climbed gently off her, turned his body around and got up again. This time his legs were between hers and he was totally atop her body, although he was not exerting any pressure.
Mark’s face moved inches above his daughter’s. As they stared at each other, Mark could not believe the look of total wanton lust on the youngster’s face.
“I love you baby,” he whispered.
“I love you too daddy,” she cooed softly.
He moved his lips back down on hers and she tasted the sex on him. This taste and smell of her father’s mouth only fueled her sexual craving. Her hands moved frantically behind his head and pulled his face down hard onto hers. Her mouth opened and her tongue moved vigorously into his. This time his hands moved to her head, also, and then father and daughter were clutching, sucking and tasting frenetically at each other, moaning into each other’s mouth.
His cock was bucking about around her cunt area. Father was about to fuck daughter and daughter…
“Make a baby in me daddy…please! Please dad, do it!” she hissed hotly and then closed her mouth on his again.
Stacy’s legs had instinctively parted and wrapped around him. Sweat was rolling of both of them and they were twisting against one another in total ignorance of an outside world. Mark was mindless. His cock was at his daughter’s hole, moving into the tight moistened channel.
He thought of her virginity only momentarily.
“Make me a baby, daddy…make it…do me…”
He plunged fiercely into the child’s cunt. Her mouth gasped and opened on his. She screamed in pain into his mouth, which he forced tightly against her as he wildly pounded into his baby’s pussy. She was crying into his mouth as the pain ripped through her whole body.
Her father was showing no mercy as his cock was reaching its ultimate passion. Her words and actions had him completely out of his mind. He desperately wanted to cum inside of her. He continued pushing deep into the depths of her cunt and then pulling almost all the way out before plunging into the child again.
Stacy’s hands were clutching wildly at her father and her legs were wrapped tightly around his. Through the pain her body persisted, fucking up and down striving for total fulfillment
“Oh baby I’m cumming here comes your baby, oh fuck, nggg, fuck back, make me cum in you.”
Her tight cunt was like a vise, squeezing and releasing, and Mark filled her cunt with all of his incestuous juices.
“AAAAAAHHHHH!” Pounding and draining; less pounding, less cum.
Stacy too felt more spasms and she felt the wondrous pleasures amidst the terrible pain. She continued bucking up and down and clutching at her father.
“Ohhhhhdaddy,dad,daddy…..Ooooooohhhh…”
They both held on to each other for their dear life as the wild sensations began to slow down. They continued moaning and groaning. Finally, they were both totally finished.
Tears were rolling down Stacy’s cheeks. The pain had been terrible. She told her father so. “Wow, that hurt dad…bad!” she managed between sobs.
Mark sighed. He felt sorry for her now but in all truth, he could not have stopped himself at the time. God, did he really cum inside of his own daughter?
“It’s okay baby. I promise. It won’t hurt next time.”
“There’ll be no next time. That I can promise!!!”
That was the voice of June, Mark’s wife and Stacy’s mother.
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A girl and her friend find themselves in a bad situation after answering an online ad, this is the story of their attempted escape; their captors have a surprise in store for them…
All through highschool, no one had ever asked me out. No boys checked me out, or even looked at me. I was a smart math geek. That was the way things went for me, and I didn’t mind one bit.
I wasnt ugly, no. I was alrght looking, actually. I was short, about five feet four inches in height. I wasnt the slimmest girl you’d ever meet, I was just average, and definitly not fat. My hair was always curly, naturally, and I never did anything diffrent then left it down all the time. It was just a plain brown color, like my plain brown eyes. I wore glasses and no makeup, and just jeans and a tshirt. Nothing special, because thats what I was. Plain and unspecial.
I had always thought I would graduate unkissed, unloved by a boy, and definitly a cherry, a god damn virgin, which only happened to Mormons and fat chicks.
Although boys were never interested in me, I had many guy friends who I dearly loved, and who were so good to me. My best friend was named Shane. I met him when I tripped over him in biology class the first day of our freshman year. He helped me up, and smiles at me, telling me he loved my glasses.
I instantly liked shane. He instantly liked me. We were fast friends, very close ever since.
By the time I was 18 I knew the truth. I was madly in live with a boy I’d never have. Shane. He was so beautiful. He was skinny and lanky, with blonde hair, hat hair, that was always so sexy.
“Jessie! Jessssie!! Jess-i-ca!”
I turned and saw Shane running down the hall of our highschool.
“Hey,” I answered, blushing that I didn’t hear him.
“Its the last Friday of the school year! Next week ends on Thursday”, he reminded me with real excitment.
“What do you have planned,” I giggled. “You seem so excited.”
“well my parents are out of town, of course, and well I’m throwing a party, I was hoping you’d be there with me,” he informed me, staring into my eyes, his glacier blue eyes staring right into mine. With him? Why with him. I’ll be there, yes, but what’s this with him business?
“Yes of course!”
“Good, come to my house at eight okay?”
“Kay, see you then!”
Shane grinned a huge mischevious smile and then kissed me gently on the cheek, which he hardly ever did. I was a bit shocked and he chuckled as he walked away.
the whole rest of the day I was so excited for his party. Shane was very popular so there’s be a ton of my friends there, and good music and knowing Shane, good food too. I paced my room at almost eight, frustrated with all my unparty clothes that inhabited my closet.
“Shit, what can I wear?” I asked myself nervously. I looked everyware through all my drawers untill I found the perfect thing to wear. This would blow his mind, I thought to myself. I slipped on a very short denim skirt and a slutty, lowcut tank top that was red. You could see a bit of my black bra strap, but I let it slide. I slipped on some converse and headed out the door. When I turned back and put eyeliner on.
“Jessie where are you going?” my mom called
“Shane’s i might be in late,” I informed her.
“Thats alright, have fun, I love you!”
“I love you too,” I said as I left and got into my car.
“oh god. He’s going to think I’m such a slut,” I whined to myself. “I’m so stupid!”
I kept driving though and got to his house. I got out of the car and walked up the steps, checking the time on my phone, noticing it was already eight, eyeing the completely car-free driveway and street, except his own.
I walked into his house with out knocking like usual.
“Shane?” I called. He came down the stairs, looking very sexy, wearing stunning dark, skinny jeans and a tshirt.
“Hey Jessie,” he called to me, very calmly. He stood at the bottom of the stairs, arms folded on his chest, watching me with his beautiful blue eyes.
“What are you looking at?”
“You.”
“Shane where is everyone else?”
“I lied to you Jessie.”
“What?” I asked, shocked he would lie.
“its just going to be me and you,” he paused. “You look so beautiful.”
“What is going on?”
“I needed to bring you here to talk to you,” he half whispered.
“Are you okay? What’s going on?”
“Come with me,” he took my hand and led me up to his room. He motioned to his bed and I sat down. He sat down next to me. My head was spinning. I had slept in his bed many times before, I should be used to all the smells and the sight of his room but this time was diffrent, this is what I dreamed about late at night, what made me so aroused, so wet. I was so turned on, just by his colonge. He took both of my hands.
“Jessie, there’s something I’ve been keeping from you all these years.”
“what’s that?” he didn’t answer. He just looked into my eyes, so affectionatly. He leaned in closer and closer, untill he shut his eyes and crushed his lips against mine. He held me so close, and I melted into his body. He gently pushed me down untill I was lying on his bed. He was leaning over me when he spoke.
“I’ve been in love with you since day one,” he whispered.
“I’m in love with you,” I whispered back. He smiled and kissed me again and again, crawling more and more on top of me. He gently slipped his toungue in my mouth, causing me to moan. His tounge gently touched mine and explored my whole mouth, hungerly. I could feel my pussy getting so wet. I Wanted Shane. I needed him inside of me.
As he kissed me he pressed his groin against my pussy, through my skirt and his jeans. I could feel that he was rock hard.
I wasnt going to be shy anymore. I was going to get what I wanted. I slipped shirt over his head as we kissed, and he looked at me, stunned, but he got excited, kissing me more passionatly and fercely. He hands wandered under my shirt and he unhooked my bra, he watched my expression, and seeing that I liked it, he gently removed my shirt. I slipped out of my bra, leaving my breasts in plain sight.
“Oh jess,” he whispered, wide eyed. He took one in his hand and he massaged it, gently touching my nipple. He made me squirm so much, so uncontrolably. He put a mouth one a nipple, sucking and flicking his tongue over my nipple. I was so aroused, and in such sexual ecstasy. I moaned softly and whispered his name.
His hands started to wander to my skirt, and he stopped. He looked me dead in the eye as if to ask if it was too far. I smiled. He gently unbuttened my skirt, his hands shaking with nervousness. He did it though, he slipped my skirt off of me, and slipped a hand into my pink pussy.
“Ooh,” I moaned, and he smiled. He kissed me over and over as he fingered me, moving his fingers in and out of my dripping pussy. He slowly lowered his face and kissed my pussy lips. I screamed out in surprise and pleasure. He flicked his tongue over my clit, making me squirm and buck.
“Shane…Shane…” I gasped. “I’m going to cum!”
“Yes baby yes,” he whispered.
He kept licking my clit and fucking me with his fingers untill I couldnt tskeit anymore, and I exploded. I closed my eyes and bucked upward arching my back with the most pleasureable feeling in the whole world-my first real orgasm. My love honey oozed from my pussy as i moaned so loud and he licked it all up.
Once he was finished he quickly pulled off his pants and his boxers. His dick wasnt huge, but I was still very nervous about having him inside me. He saw it in my eyes.
“Is this what you want?” he whispered so sexily.
“Yes please, please Shane, I want you,” I gasped.
He slipped a condom on as he kissed me.
“Baby, its your first time, it might hurt,” he whispered. “If you want me to stop I will”
“Please just be gentle” I whispered as I kissed him
“Baby, I wouldnt think of doing it any other way” he kissed me again and again, and then my neck, nibbling on my neck, kissing down my stomach, down on my pussy, and on my inner thighs. It forced my legs to open wide, and he crawled on top of me.
He gently put the tip of his cock into my tight pussy. I cringed at the pain.
“It’ll only hurt for a second, I promise,” he whispered. He kissed me again and again, gently pushing his hips closer to mine, forcing his dick farther into me.
“Ooh!” I let out, shutting my eyes, in a mixture of pain and pleasure. When he was all the way inside of me, he watched my eyes. I was flying high! He felt so good inside of me, his dick so hard in me.
He slowly pulled his cock out, and slid back in, penetrating slowly into me.
He stared moaning so loud. “you feel so good,” he gapsed.
I let out a low moan, having so much pleasure I was unable to talk. He kept kissing me the entire time, as he started to penatrate faster and faster.
“Ooh god!” I yelled, as he slid in and out of me as fast as he could. I could feel his tension building in him.
“Jess, baby, I’m going to cum,” he gasped. And he did. He exploded his cum into the condom, and I could feel him growing limp. I moaned again, slowly coming down from my ecstasy. He stayed in me, breathing hard, sweat rolling down his face. He held me close, kissing me lovingly, and gently.
“Jessica, I Love you,” he whispered.
“I love you,” I replied, and he went back to kissing me.
We were both so tired, and when he pulled out, there was blood everyware, on his bed, on his dick and in my pussy. I blushed and shut my eyes, embarressed by the mess I made.
“Baby, let’s get you cleaned up,” he whispered to me, getting up from his bed. He lead me by the hand into the shower, and started the hot water. We made out in the barroom while it heated up, and when it did, we both got in, and he held me almost the whole time. He never stopped kissing me.
We got out of the shower when I was clean, and he helped me dry off, giving me his robe. He wrapped a towel around himself and led me to his room. He gently slipped one of his own shirts over my head and I put it on. He slipped into se sweats, and took off the dirty blankets from his bed.
He crawled into it, motioning for me to come with him.
He held me in his arms as I laid with him, kissing him and telling him I loved him.
When I went back to school on Monday, I was no longer unloved, unkissed and a virgin. I was territorially marked and taken by the love of my life. I held my head high. I was no longer a loser, I was Shane’s girl.
I graduated from highschool four years ago today. Yesterday, Shane and I came home for the summer, from school In Canada. He asked me to walk with him down the halls of our highschool. I did. And this time, instead of asking me to come to his party, he asked me to be his wife.
And I said yes.
I will always be Shane’s girl.
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extension to previous story
continuing the true adventures with my half-sister
Hello again, I decided to try a different point of view, hopefully it’ll be different from what I’ve written and add a new zest that you’ll like~
*note: I do not condone forced sex in any manner, it’s just used as a fantasy here that should stay that way*
With that, enjoy!
A teenaged boy fell into trap, blackmailed , kidnapped and raped,tortured by 100 guys for life
Washing houses can be more fun than you think.
A slow and sensuous tale of Devyani, an Indian Housewife in Incestuous relation with Nephew and Son
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Jamie was my wife’s 18 year old first cousin, fresh out of high school, on her first summer vacation after graduating. She used to come over and stay the night (or sometimes the whole weekend) quite often, over the last couple of years.. She was an average looking girl to most people, but to me– hotness is measured on how you look dressed down… Is she still hot in a pair of yoga sweat pants, no makeup, and her hair in a ponytail? Jamie (5′ 2″ tall, 110 lbs, little B cups about the size of an orange) had curves in all the right places… She was WAY above average to me in that category.. I had seen her several times in a bikini at the beach, cheerleader skirt outfit, tight little volleyball shorts… She had developed into a woman who had the body of a Goddess, and the face of an angel….
I had watched her grow up since she was 11 years old, and had always thought she was a beautiful young girl.. She had always taken a liking to my wife and I …, probably because we let her drink, smoke, and get high with us. Her home life was pretty messed up, mainly because her parents were divorced– and she lived with her Mom, who had a new boyfriend living in the house. She didn’t like this guy telling her what to do, she was a rebellious girl, and had been sexually active with boys since she was 15… (I’ll explain the details in a few minutes)
My thoughts building up to what eventually happened consensually between us were immeasurable. I wanted her so bad. Every time I saw her, heard her voice on the phone, or even heard mention of her name– my imagination raced thoughts through my mind of what it would be like to have my way with her, if even only for a few minutes. I remember on several occasions watching her sleep across the room on the couch, while I was laid back in the recliner with a thin blanket over me. She would fall asleep watching tv, and I would pull out my cock and jerk off while I watched her sleep. I got quite daring once, being that I went in her overnight bag and got her panties (that she had wrapped up with her other clothes) in a towel from when she had took a shower earlier. They were a pair of little yellow cotton thongs, with green outer stitching, and a little green cartoon frog on the front. I remember watching her sleep– smelling her beautiful young scent, holding her dirty panties across my face. My cock would get so hard just thinking what it would be like to fuck that tight little teenage pussy. I would rub her panties all over my chin, mouth, and nose– just trying to savor anything I could, to add to my racing thoughts of wanting to fuck her….. I also remember being so excited, I went into the bathroom and took off my boxers. I put my pajama pants back on commando…, and sat back in the chair while I made sure she was sleeping soundly… After waiting a few minutes, and jerking myself off to get my cock up as hard as I could, I got up slowly, walked quietly over to the couch were she was sleeping— and stroked my manhood just inches from her pretty young face.
“ohhhh Jamie, I want you so bad”, I whispered quietly– but careful not to wake her… I closed my eyes for a few seconds, gripping my cock tighter– imagining just how tight that little pussy must be… Her long blond hair, her Irish green eyes, her cute little flirty smile.. It all was too much for me to handle at once…. I was about to explode….. I had set her panties down alongside the recliner next to the wall.. I quickly bent down and grabbed them, and just as i stood up, my balls had that familiar tingle….. I felt it climbing….. and I drenched her sexy little frog panties in my hand with erupting hot streams of cum. I was standing about 2 feet back from her face, right in line with her tits. I had to stay quiet…. I just didn’t know what her reaction would be if she woke to see me jerking my cock right in front of her…
After putting myself in a dilemma with these cum soaked panties I had in my hand at 3 am. I had to figure out a way to wash them, dry them, and get them back in her bag before she woke up… I rinsed them in the bathroom sink, washed them out with hand soap— rinsed them again, then wrung them out. I couldn’t turn on the dryer, it would wake up the whole house. So I opened them up and set them up on top the kitchen wall cabinet, out of sight….
Well, needless to say— the morning was hectic, and I wasn’t able to put her panties back in her overnight bag before she left.. I was so worried she would find out, or even call and ask my wife if she saw them… Over the next few weeks, she would just call here and there, not giving any clue if she just threw the towel with the clothes inside straight in the washer, or she directly knew her panties were missing…. Well come to find out— she did have an idea her panties didn’t come home with her from her overnight stay at our house… (more about that in part 2)
How this all came to be (building this up to the best part)-is that I used to work a 4 to midnight shift at my job, about 30 minutes away. My wife would have to get the kids up and ready for school in the morning, so most of the time she would be already sleeping when I got home… I had the whole house to myself when Jamie wasn’t there.. And when she was there, we would stay up ’till around 3 or 4 talking about whatever. I would drink a few beers with her, and she would loosen up. She would talk about her birth control pills, on how good she was about taking them on time– on how the boys she had “done it” with got to cum inside her, the different positions she had tried (acting them out with pillows).. I remember asking her if she had ever gone down on a boy, and she told me she had done that once.. “He spooged in my mouth and all over my face, It was so gross!” with the look on my face, I was trying hard to agree with her… “I told him to tell me when he was gonna……., you know?” it turned me on so much for her to talk about her sex life with me. I would get me so hard, and I would sometimes catch her eyes looking down at my cock bulging down the leg of my pants….
I was afraid to make a move on her, mainly because her and my wife were so close…. Along with the risk of getting caught. WHAT??? Did I really just say that? …..I lied to myself with these bullshit excuses for over 2 years…. The lust to fuck her grew so big inside my mind, It had to happen— I mean, show me an 18 year old girl who sits back and talks about anything and everything, with her cousin’s husband no less…. Details about how she doesn’t like the taste of cum, how she shaves herself down there, what positions she has tried (which wasn’t many)… I knew the offer was on the table. There was no doubt in my mind she wanted me to fuck her. She did everything but come out and plainly say it. She was dropping hints down like a thunderstorm….
Just to align everything together before we start the next chapter– I still have her little yellow frog panties, now hidden in my bedroom closet, that never made it back in Jamie’s overnight bag before she left to go back home. She hasn’t come back over for a few weeks, and now her calls are getting fewer and farther between. I was worried she knew someone had gone through her bag.. I was really mad at myself for fucking up a good thing. I thought she wasn’t ever going to stay over again..
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Some people sell their personal stuff to get a bunch of money to make a road trip. It’s going we’ll till they find a run down circus house.
Jason wasn’t going to go back to jail again no matter what he had to do
This is an RP, it will contain typo’s and grammar mistakes.
It’s been a few days sense Angie and I had sex. I’m still in a daze at how I was able to get such a beautiful and lovely woman to have mind-blowing sex with a 60+-year-old fart like me. Angie is my daughter-in-law. She’s 36, 5’4” tall and weighs around 110 lbs with an hourglass figure any woman would envy. Her black hair is down to about her waist and she has the deepest dark brown eyes you’ll ever see. Her breasts are round, firm and full. If I were to guess, I’d say a 34-B cup with nipples that stand up so nicely they beg to be sucked. Now that I think about it, when I was 36, my sex drive was insatiable. A knothole in an oak tree wouldn’t have been safe. Well, that sex drive hasn’t stopped but the ability to perform and last as long has certainly taken toll on me.
Work last night was a pain in the ass. At least the warm shower was doing the job in making me feel much more relaxed and looking forward to a good day’s sleep. I dried off and slipped on my robe to go upstairs for bed. As I top the stairs, I see Angie standing at the stove. She’s in her silk PJ’s and looks simply beautiful. As I say good morning, I step up behind her and place my hands on her neck, giving her a slight squeeze. She says nothing and stands there like a statue. I move my hands down her sides to her waist and slowly encircle her finally placing my hands just under each breast. Angie has the most sensitive tits. She starts saying we can’t do this any more; this isn’t right and that type of crap. Well, somebody forgot to tell her tits cause those nipples became as firm and hard as can be. The little moan coming from her mouth had given her away as well. I tell her we’re grown adults and can do whatever we wish. We have physical needs and they need attention. I said “let’s go to your room so we can be more comfortable.” It didn’t take a lot of talking as she just left her tea and headed down the hall to her bedroom. As I watched that gorgeous ass moving in front of me, I removed my robe and dropped it in the hall. As we enter her room Angie turned around and stood there. I told her to remove her PJ’s so I could look at that beautiful body. As she removed her PJ’s, Angie says we can’t be doing this again and stuff like that. I ask her, Do you want to have sex or not? Just give me a yes or no. She lowered her head as I heard a soft ‘yes’ escaped her lips. I stepped directly in front of her raised her face and looked into those deep brown eyes as I said, yeah me too.
She moved backward to the bed and sat down. I ask her to lean back and lay across the bed. As she did I moved to her side and began to feel those tits once more. I slowly ran my hands all over her breasts; I just had to get my mouth in on this action. I ran my tongue over her breasts and nipples, I’d give a little suck ever once in a while to one nipple and then the other. Angie would let out these low moans and signs that signal her pleasure. I let my hands softly rub her stomach and pubic mound. As I ran my fingers over her pussy, the heat was very noticeable and so was the scent of this woman. I just had to get a taste of that pussy. I started kissing my way slowly down her stomach stopping to stick my tongue into her belly button and suck it once or twice before continuing my journey. Once I reached her pussy, I ran my tongue around her outer lips, up one side and down the other. Over and over I traced my way around her love tunnel. Sliding my tongue up the outer lips and down through the enter lips and oh so softly at the entrance to your wonderful pussy. Angie was starting to move her pussy toward my mouth so I let my tongue slowly enter her. To say this lady tasted wonderful would not begin to cover it. She was so wet and my sucking was only helping her generate more nectar for my tasting. All of a sudden I felt my head being forced into her pussy. She started gushing the most wonderful pussy juice ever imagined. I simply loved going down on her. As her orgasm came to an end she released my head. I’m so sorry for grabbing you like that Angie said. I told her she could grab me that way anytime she wanted. I loved licking and sucking her that way.
I was now rubbing her pussy and pushing a finger into her as I played with her. She slowly took a hold of my cock and started moving her hand up and down my shaft. I’ve had this hard on ever sense walking into the kitchen and I dearly needed relief. I was ready to move on top of her when she said “I’m not so good at this but I’d like to give it a try.” Angie then turned and started to kiss and lick my cock. WOW was I about to cum. As she lowered her head and started to suck and bob, I knew I was going to loose it in just a matter of minutes. Angie, I said, I’m going to cum and I mean like right now. She slowly removed her mouth and started pumping my cock for all it was worth. I shot rope after rope of milky cum all over her and the bedding.
Angie said “I’ve never let anyone cum in my mouth and I’m not sure I’d like it.” I said, that’s something we’ll work on but for right now, I’m fine. I was still running my fingers in and out of her pussy while she slowly played with my cock pumping it back to life.
We lay there and talked and talked about everything. Our fantasy’s, likes, dislikes, everything. I ask her how many men have you had sex with. Angie said counting you, three; my ex- husband, my husband, and now me. I, on the other hand, could not tell her because I don’t know to this day how many I’ve fucked. One hell of a lot.
With all this talking, rubbing, feeling, and playing. I was now hard as a rock and she was extremely wet herself. As I started to kiss her she turned her head so I just ran my lips and tongue down her neck across her collarbone and ended up sucking and kissing her tits.
I was going to take it slow but after looking into those eyes I rolled over on top of her as she lifted her legs to give me access to that dripping pussy. I placed the head of my cock at the entrance and pushed hard. A small pop and I was in once again. Damn was I dreaming or is this girl really this tight. Never in my life had I fucked a girl this tight. I began taking long strokes in and out of her never bringing my cock head out but to the very top and back down again hitting that pubic mound with a thud. Our bodies slapped together and I was jamming my cock into her as hard as I could go. Angie started to moan much louder now and dug her nails into my back. The more she dug into my back the harder I tried to fuck that pussy. We went at it for about 15 or 20 min and finally I had that wonderful feeling every man gets just before he blows his load. Angie was now on the verge of her third orgasm as I let loose my first stream of hot cum into her. She screamed and became very rigid. Her pussy was squeezing my cock and milking me for all I was worth. I shot stream number two and three deep into her pussy as she moaned in delight, slowly relaxed and laid back on the bed. Her face had an angelic glow that was the picture of joy and peace. She was all sweaty and breathing hard almost as hard as I.
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Why can’t Miss Piggy count to 100?
Ans: When she gets to 69 she gets a frog in her throat.
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iCarly: iHave Sex
Author’s note: This is my first sex story, so I would really appreciate it if you could post any positive or negative feedback in the comments. That way, I’ll know what to improve on, and from there, I’ll decide if I should make a sequel. Thank you, and please enjoy the story!
“And ….. We’re clear!”
15-year old Freddie Benson shut off his camera and joined the two girls, Carly Shay and Sam Puckett, who were standing in the middle of the room. The three best friends had just finished their latest episode of iCarly, their popular webshow which Carly and Sam hosted and did crazy antics. Freddie was the cameraman, or as he liked to call it: “technical producer.”
Carly was Freddie’s neighbor and good friend, and Freddie had a huge crush on Carly. Carly was also 15, and had long, silky black hair that ran about halfway down her back, and mesmerizing brown eyes. She was wearing a tight-fitting light blue Old Navy t-shirt that really brought out her still-growing B cup tits, and was wearing a pair of denim shorts, exposing her beautiful, tan legs. To top it off, she was wearing cute pink flip flops and had a flowery scent to her. Freddie did not try to hide his crush on Carly and constantly told her that he loved her or that they should go out, but Carly almost never showed any positive responses to Freddie’s requests.
Sam was also 15, and had a very interesting relationship with Freddie. Sam would always make fun of Freddie, and even sometimes beat him up if he annoyed her. However, a few weeks earlier, Sam and Freddie had both been teased that they had never kissed anyone before. So, Sam and Freddie kissed each other in private to get it over with and promised not to tell anybody. After that, they had gone back to making fun of each other, but Freddie never forgot his first kiss, which left a permanent imprint on his lips (in a good way). Sam had long, wavy blonde hair and beautiful brown eyes, and had breasts about the same size as Carly, which were barely contained by her black and pink t-shirt. She was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans, which amplified her beautiful ass and hips. Sam was a trouble-maker and acted like a boy sometimes, by beating up people and eating a lot of meat and chili.
“That was one of our best iCarlys yet!” exclaimed Carly.
“Yeah, our ratings were really high!” said Freddie
In the past year, Freddie’s voice had gotten deeper, and he knew it was because of puberty. Freddie used to be fairly chubby, but in the past year, he had grown a few inches and had evened out his weight with his height. Freddie thought he was pretty good looking and he even had a few girls in school that wanted to go out with him, but Freddie had turned them down in hopes of dating Carly. Freddie did not know why Carly had turned him down so many times.
The three teenagers walked out of their iCarly studio and went downstairs. By the front door of the apartment, they saw Spencer, Carly’s 26 year old brother who she lived with, standing with a duffel bag. Spencer had dropped out of law school to be an artist, and he was a bit eccentric, but Carly kept him under control most of the time. Spencer usually had a new sculpture he was working on, but Sam and Freddie were surprised to see that there was nothing new here.
“You sure you’ll be fine here on your own?” asked Spencer
“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” said Carly. “Don’t worry, I’ll just throw a party and trash the house while you’re gone”
“That’s not funny,” said Spencer.
“Where are you going?” asked Sam.
“To the art convention”
“Uh, an art convention?” said Freddie.
“Yeah, you know, a convention of art. You see, artist around the world gather toge-”
“Yeah, don’t care,” interrupted Sam.
Spencer kissed Carly good-bye and went out the door.
“So what is there to eat in this place?” asked Sam suddenly.
“We have some leftover Chinese that we can warm up,” replied Carly.
“Ooh! I love Chinese!” exclaimed Sam.
“You love to eat everything, Sam!” said Carly.
“Yeah…” said Sam.
During dinner, the three friends were talking but Freddie was spending the entire time staring at his two beautiful friends. Freddie was studying the exquisiteness of Carly’s breasts and body and was getting a massive erection. Freddie found his mind thinking about the kiss with Sam, and his eyes starting wandering to Sam’s tits.
“Hello? Freddie? You still there, dipwad?” asked Sam
“What? What did you say?” asked Freddie, disgruntled and embarrassed.
“We were asking what you thought we should do for our next iCarly,” said Carly.
“Oh, I was thinking we should put on a few improv plays and have our viewers vote for the breast – I mean best one.”
Carly and Sam started to giggle.
“What?” said Freddie “I meant to say best.”
After a grueling two more minutes of teasing, they finished their meal and Carly and Sam got up to clean up. Freddie still had a huge boner and did not want the girls to see it and tease him for it, so he stayed sitting.
“Aren’t you gonna help, Fredward?” asked Sam.
“Yeah I’ll be there in a second,” said Freddie.
Freddie waited a minute until his boner had died down a bit and got up to help the girls. Out of the corner of his eye, Freddie thought he saw Carly’s eyes flicker to his crotch, but when he turned to look at Carly, she was focusing on the dishes. Freddie decided that it must have been his imagination.
After supper, they watched a few hours of TV, and after that, Freddie and Sam went home to their respective apartments. Freddie lived across the hall, and Sam lived a few floors up. As Freddie walked into his apartment, his extremely worrisome and overprotective mom bombarded him with questions regarding where he was and why he didn’t tell her.
“I was just at Carly’s, mom,” replied Freddie. “It’s just across the hall.”
“Well it’s very late and you need to go to bed now,” said Mrs. Benson.
“But it’s only ten o’ clock!” exclaimed Freddie. “And it’s summer! I don’t have school tomorrow!”
“Well you need your sleep, Freddie,” said Mrs. Benson. “And if it makes you feel any better, I’m going to bed, too.”
Freddie reluctantly walked into his room, grumbling. The second he heard his mother close her bedroom door, Freddie sat up in bed and turned on his laptop. He was working on a project on the computer where he was photoshopping Carly’s face onto a porn star’s body. Freddie had almost made it look genuine, when he heard a faint knock on the front door. Freddie’s mom was already fast asleep, so he knew he had to answer the door. Freddie again tried to relax his raging erection and when he thought it was safe he opened the door. Carly was at the other side of the door, now wearing a tight gray tank top which her blossoming breasts were bulging out of, and had on a pair of sweatpants. Freddie was having a very difficult time preventing his boner from reemerging.
“Were you in bed just now?” asked Carly, smiling.
“What!” exclaimed Freddie. “My mom makes me go to bed early. And I wasn’t even sleeping, I was on my laptop.”
“Whatever,” said Carly. “Well, I came over here because I was all bored and lonely. Do you want to keep me company and maybe watch a movie?”
Freddie was having a hard time not jumping up and down in the air, but he managed to keep it cool and just replied, “Sure, why not?”
“Great!” said Carly, and the two of them walked into Carly’s apartment and sat down next to each other on the couch.
“Hey, where’s Sam?” asked Freddie.
“Oh, uh, she couldn’t make it,” said Carly. “What, I’m not good enough?”
“No, no, of course not,” Freddie said quickly. “You’re perfect.”
“Thank you, Freddie,” said Carly, happy to be praised.
The two of them were watching the latest Harry Potter movie, but Freddie was barely paying any attention to the video. He was spending the whole time trying to figure out how he can manage to slip his arm around Carly’s shoulder, and maybe even get a kiss from her!
Carly stood up at once and said, “Excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom.”
“Yeah, sure,” replied Freddie.
Once Carly was gone, Freddie started thinking about how beautiful Carly was and how much he wanted to put his arm around her and kiss her. Freddie was contemplating: “Maybe I could go for the good old fake stretch, and then actually leave my arm around her shoulder. No, that’s too obvious. Yeah, but it still works most of the time, even if the girls know it’s coming.”
Freddie was going back and forth, and decided to stick with the fake stretch method. Once Carly returned, Freddie yawned and stretched out his right arm as far as he could, and then slowly lowered it down onto Carly’s right shoulder. To Freddie’s surprise, Carly did not squirm, protest, or try to shake his arm off. In fact, she moved closer to Freddie and snuggled up with her head on his chest. Freddie felt like he was in heaven. He had the most beautiful girl in the world, the girl of his dreams, lying on his chest, and both of them were alone in her apartment, just the two of them. Now Freddie was trying to figure out how to move in for the kiss. He decided to stick with good old fashioned chivalry.
“You know Carly, you look really pretty tonight,” said Freddie, at once.
“Thank you, Freddie,” said Carly. “That’s really sweet.”
“You know, you’ve probably heard this a million times from me,” said Freddie, “but, I feel like I should say it again. I love you, Carly Shay. I love you so much, and I have always loved you.”
Carly was silent at first, and Freddie figured that she wouldn’t reply the same comment to him, but then something else unexpected happened.
“I love you too, Freddie,” said Carly, as if it was natural to say.
“Wait, what?” asked Freddie, not sure if he had just heard what he thought he heard.
“I said I love you” repeated Carly.
“Wait, b-b-b-but-but-but-” stammered Freddie.
Carly sat up with a seductive look on her face, put a finger to Freddie’s lips, and whispered “Shhhh.” Then she removed the finger and closed her eyes and slowly started tilting her head and moving her face closer to Freddie’s. Freddie realized what was coming and started moving his face in closer, as well. After what seemed like an eternity, Freddie’s lips felt Carly’s soft lips gently push against his. Freddie wasn’t sure if they kissed for just a few seconds, or for a few years, but it didn’t seem to matter to him.
“Wow, this is much better than my kiss with Sam,” thought Freddie. As if she read his mind, Carly pulled away and asked: “So how did my kiss compare with Sam’s?”
Freddie finally found the words to speak, and he exclaimed, “Hey, how do you know about that? Sam and I agreed that it would be a secret.”
“Yeah, but Sam and I are best friends. Do you really think she’d keep a secret that big from me?”
“I guess not. But, are you upset with me?”
“Why would I be upset with you?”
“Because I love you, but I kissed Sam.”
“It’s fine, Freddie. I understand. You and Sam had both never kissed anyone, so you kissed each other. I still love you.”
“Yeah, could you explain that, too? Why have you never said that until now? All this time you really did love me?”
“Well, I never wanted to admit it in front of Sam, because you two weren’t exactly the best of friends, and I didn’t want to upset her.”
“But Sam is still going to find out, eventually.”
“Yeah, I know. But, now that you and Sam are on better terms, I figure that she won’t mind.”
“But aren’t you concerned that she’ll be jealous.”
“No, I’m concerned that we won’t continue our kissing. Could we stop talking?”
“Please”
Carly and Freddie moved their faces closer a little bit quicker this time. Once again, Freddie fell into pure bliss when their lips met. Their kissing became faster and more energetic, and Carly was breathing heavily between every kiss. After each long kiss, Carly would plant a smaller kiss on Freddie’s lips, like a signature. Freddie started to wrap his arms around her back, and, copying Freddie’s actions, Carly wrapped her arms around Freddie’s neck.
Carly and Freddie continued their kisses as they became more amplified, and Freddie decided to try and push his luck. Freddie slowly eased his tongue into Carly’s mouth and started exploring the inside of her mouth. Freddie saw Carly’s eyes widen, and to Freddie’s relief, she returned the favor and started stroking Freddie’s tongue with hers.
Carly and Freddie continued licking each other’s tongues with a strong passion, when suddenly, Carly broke away and put her lips around Freddie’s tongue and slowly sucked Freddie’s saliva off of it. Freddie returned the favor to Carly and began to suck on her tongue.
The pair of teenagers then resumed their kissing and they were clutching each other more passionately than ever. The two of them started leaning to one side while kissing, and they suddenly fell back and were lying horizontally on the couch. Freddie was on top and he began to kiss and lick every part of Carly he could get. He began with Carly’s lips, which he was already very familiar with, and was caressing them with his oral utilities. He them moved over to Carly’s soft, slightly pink left cheek, and made his way down to her neck.
As Freddie was kissing her neck, Carly emitted a soft moan of pleasure that made Freddie’s dick suddenly spring up into action. This excitement emanating from Freddie’s pants did not go unnoticed by Carly, who smiled and started stroking Freddie’s cock outside of his pants. Freddie was going crazy with ecstasy, but he did not stop making out with Carly’s slim neck. The virgin teenagers were giving each other pleasure while both moaning and sighing in delight.
Freddie then started rubbing and feeling Carly’s gorgeous tits with both of his hands and was massaging them delicately. Freddie had never touched a girl’s breasts before, and Carly’s felt amazing. Carly let out another moan of ecstasy which only made Freddie speed up, as he caressed Carly’s tits with more force and enthusiasm.
Freddie put his hands by Carly’s waist and started to pull up her tank top, but Carly suddenly put her hands on her tank top and started to pull it down.
“What’s wrong?” asked Freddie
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” said Carly.
“What do you mean?” asked Freddie. “I thought you loved me.”
“Wait, you didn’t let me finish,” said Carly. “What I was going to say is that we shouldn’t be doing this here. We should finish up in my room, where there’s more room and more privacy.”
“All right,” said Freddie.
The adolescent pair got off of the couch, stopped the movie, and made their way to the stairs. They walked up the stairs holding hands and kissing each other on the lips every few seconds, until they made it Carly’s room.
Carly and Freddie walked into the bedroom and Carly closed the door behind them. Freddie had never been in Carly’s bedroom before and found himself admiring it. The room was nice and cozy with a bed, a few dressers, a couch, a TV, a closet, a desk, a chair, and a window. The bed sheets, pillows, blankets, and curtains were all pink, which gave the room a pinkish glow.
“Nice place,” said Freddie.
Carly ignored him. “Now, where were we?” she asked.
“I think somewhere around here,” said Freddie, as he approached Carly and they resumed their make-out session. Freddie and Carly were clutching each other passionately, as they explored each other’s mouths with their tongues. Not unlike with the couch in the living room, Carly and Freddie suddenly fell backwards onto Carly’s bed. Once again, Freddie found himself lying on top of Carly and kissing her. Freddie grabbed the bottom of Carly’s tank top for the second time and began to lift it up. Freddie felt his mouth get dry as he saw Carly’s bare belly button, but once again, Carly stopped Freddie and said “Wait!”
“What is it this time?” groaned Freddie.
“Allow me,” said Carly.
Freddie moved, allowing Carly to sit up and get off of the bed. Carly was now standing up, facing the bed, where Freddie was sitting with an anxious look on his face. Carly put each hand on an opposite side of the bottom of her tank top. Once again, Freddie could feel his mouth get dry and his dick get hard. Carly slowly raised her arms up, gradually stripping her top from off of her slim, petite figure, revealing a hot pink lacy bra which clearly showed off the curves of her beautiful breasts.
“Do you want to see more?” teased Carly, intentionally dropping her left shoulder strap.
“You know I do, baby,” answered Freddie.
Carly smiled, and with a seductive look on her face, lowered the other shoulder strap, and then undid her bra strap in the back. With a sexy wink at Freddie, Carly lowered the now undone bra, revealing her beautiful, round breasts, which were proudly showing off her erect nipples. Carly’s tits were the perfect size; they weren’t unnaturally huge, and yet they weren’t so small either. They were a little bit bigger than Freddie could easily fit in his hands. They also didn’t sag at all, but they stayed straight and even. They were perfect, natural tits.
Carly walked over to Freddie and sat down facing him on his lap, with her legs outstretched under her, and her long, dark hair clinging to her bare back. Carly put her hand around Freddie’s head and started kissing him like she never kissed before. Freddie answered back by groping and squeezing Carly’s nude breasts.
Freddie broke away from their kiss to focus on Carly’s tits, which were begging to be squeezed and sucked on. Freddie put his lips around Carly’s hard right nipple and began sucking on it and licking it while squeezing the left breast. Freddie then switched to sucking on the left nipple and groping the right one. Freddie’s actions seemed to have pleased Carly, as she uttered a moan of pure ecstasy, which only stimulated Freddie to continue his licking.
Freddie’s dick seemed to have liked Carly’s moans of pleasure, as it bounced up against the inside of Freddie’s shorts, which came in contact with the area of Carly’s sweatpants that was covering her pussy. This action elicited another joyful cry from Carly who gasped, “We need to do something about that cock.”
Carly stood up and got on her knees in front of Freddie, who stood up and took off his shirt. She immediately pulled down Freddie’s shorts and boxers, causing his 6-inch cock to spring up right in front of her face. Carly looked up at Freddie, with a look of pure lust in her eyes, and then plunged down onto Freddie’s hard cock. Freddie fell into pure bliss as Carly’s warm, wet mouth engulfed his rock hard cock and got to work. Carly at first only put the head in her mouth and swished her tongue in circles around the top, making Freddie gasp with pleasure. Carly then put her right hand on the dick and lowered her head all the way down, trying to get all of Freddie’s cock in her mouth. Her soft lips bobbed up and down, wetting every part of Freddie’s hard shaft. Suddenly, Carly stopped her sucking and took Freddie’s cock out of her mouth. She then grabbed the tip of Freddie’s cock, held it up in the air, and licked the entire underside of Freddie’s cock, from bottom to top. When she reached the top, she looked up at Freddie, and then dove back down to resume her enthusiastic blowjob. During the split second Carly looked up at him, Freddie didn’t see his best friend through those eyes, but he saw a much older and more experienced girl licking his cock.
“Lick my balls, Carly,” gasped Freddie. “Lick them and suck on them, but be very gentle; they’re very sensitive.”
Carly obeyed, as she took Freddie’s cock out of her mouth and put his right ball in her mouth and gently sucked on it. Carly then slowly removed the testicle from her mouth, making a faint popping noise, which made her giggle. She then repeated her actions with Freddie’s left ball, and when she was done, she licked the balls, and ran her tongue along the underside of Freddie’s cock again, as if she was sealing an envelope.
“Talk dirty to me, Carly, baby,” commanded Freddie.
“Yeah, you like that, Freddie?” crooned Carly, as she was stroking Freddie’s cock. “Yeah you like it when I suck your big fucking cock?”
“You know I do,” breathed Freddie.
“Yeah, does it feel good? Does it feel good with your cock in my wet mouth?”
“Fuck yeah.” Freddie wasn’t sure who this girl stroking his cock and talking dirty to him was. She looked like his friend Carly Shay, but she acted and talked like a porn star. Freddie decided that he liked the new Carly.
“I’m just a dirty little slut,” teased Carly, as she grabbed Freddie’s butt cheeks and started fucking his cock with her mouth. Freddie could feel Carly’s fingernails digging into his butt as she was fervently sucking his cock. Once again, Freddie was overcome by immense pleasure, and he realized that he was coming close to an orgasm.
“Carly,” he gasped. “I’m about to cum.”
Carly removed Freddie’s cock from her mouth and said, “It’s Ok, Freddie. I want you to cum all over me.”
Freddie pumped his cock back and forth with his right hand, until he couldn’t contain himself anymore and his cock pulsated and began to spew his manhood. Freddie’s first shot landed on Carly’s nose, which then dripped into her mouth; another shot landed on Carly’s left breast; and another one landed in Carly’s mouth. Freddie shot some sperm onto her face and also onto her chest. Freddie lost count of the number of times he shot cum on Carly, but both teens seemed to have enjoyed it very much.
Carly grabbed Freddie’s cock and squeezed it, as if she was trying to squeeze the last drop out of a toothpaste bottle. She then cleaned up Freddie’s cock, licking up all of the leftover cum, and then cleaned up all of the cum off of herself, emptying all of it into her mouth.
“Swallow that shit, girl,” ordered Freddie.
Carly did as she was told and closed her mouth and swallowed Freddie’s manhood. When she opened her mouth up again, Freddie’s cum had disappeared.
“Mmm, it tastes so fucking good,” crooned Carly.
“Wow, where did you learn to give such a great blowjob?” asked Freddie.
“I don’t know,” said Carly, who was now back to her old self. “I’ve seen some porn movies, and I just sort of went with the flow and did what felt natural. Was it really that good?”
“You kidding? It was amazing! Are you sure you’d never given a blowjob before you gave me one?”
“Of course I’m sure. What, do you think I’m some sort of slut?”
“You already called yourself a slut!”
“Yeah, but that was in the heat of the moment.”
“You know, the moment doesn’t have to be over. I can try to pleasure you like you did to me.”
“Yeah, have you ever eaten a girl out?”
“Yeah, I just kissed a girl for the first time a few weeks ago, and now I’m already licking girls’ pussies,” said Freddie, sarcastically.
“Ok, ok, I guess it was a silly question.”
“I’ll just go with the flow, like you did.”
Carly stood up, got on the bed, and lied down on the pillows. Freddie got onto the bed, facing Carly, kissed her, and then pulled down her sweatpants, revealing the top of a pink pair of panties. Carly lifted up her butt, allowing Freddie to slide her sweatpants all the way off, and Freddie then put his hands on the sides of Carly’s panties, and pulled them down all the way off of her body. Freddie now had an excellent view of Carly’s tight, pink pussy, which, Freddie could see, was slightly moist. Carly’s pubic hair was aligned in a perfect triangle, and he guessed it must have been shaved, but he didn’t ask questions.
Freddie began by rubbing Carly’s clit gently, which emitted an ecstatic cry from Carly. Freddie continued rubbed her clit and did it with a little more force, and a little bit faster. Freddie then moved his hand and stuck his finger inside of Carly’s pussy, while licking her clit at the same time. Carly grabbed Freddie’s free hand, and started sucking on his fingers with passion not unlike when she was sucking on his cock. As Freddie slid his finger in and out of Carly’s pussy, he could smell her sweet pussy juices and feel them dripping down his finger. Freddie’s tongue danced around Carly’s clit as she opened her mouth, removed Freddie’s fingers, and let out a moan of pure pleasure. As Freddie’s actions sped up, Carly’s moaning reached a higher octave each time, until eventually Carly was letting out a high-pitched shriek at the top of her lungs. Carly’s cries sounded something like this:
“Mmm … oh yeah, just like that … oh fuck yeah … MMM … OHHH … fuck me with your finger … Yeah, just like that … OHH … OHHHHHH … OHHHHHHHHHH FUCK YES … OH GOD … OHHHHHHHH … IM CUMMING!!!!!!!!!!!”
Carly couldn’t contain it anymore, and, without warning, her hips bucked, and she squirted out her cum all over Freddie’s face and neck. Freddie could taste Carly’s warm, sweet pussy juices as he swallowed the ones that made their way to his mouth. Carly sat up, and cleaned the rest of her own cum off of Freddie, licking and slurping up her own womanhood from areas on Freddie’s face. Carly and Freddie kissed each other, cleaning off any remnants of each other’s cum, and when they were done, they grinned at each other and swallowed.
“Wow, that was amazing, Freddie,” said Carly, after they had cleaned themselves up.
“Oh, it was no big deal,” replied Freddie, humbly. “I just went with the flow.”
“So, do you think you can finish me off?” asked Carly, seductively.
“I think I may be able to,” said Freddie. “Oh, wait,” he just remembered. “We don’t have any protection, and I’m not getting anybody pregnant.”
“It’s fine,” said Carly, pulling a condom out of the pocket of her sweatpants, which were lying on the bed. “I have one right here.”
“Wait, you planned all of this?” asked Freddie, surprised.
“No, not exactly. I invited you over because I wanted company, and I didn’t invite Sam, because I wanted it to be just us two. I was hoping for maybe a kiss, but nothing like this. But, when we were sitting on the couch, I realized that maybe tonight would be the night, so when I went to the bathroom during the movie, I actually took a condom from Spencer’s room.”
“Nice. That was smart of you.”
“Thanks. But, why did you ask if I planned all of this? Does that turn you off that you weren’t exactly controlling what was happening?”
“Are you kidding? It turns me on that you were hoping that I’d fuck you.”
“That’s just what I wanted to hear,” said Carly, as she sat up and kissed Freddie.
Carly broke away, took the condom out of the small plastic bag, and slid it down Freddie’s cock. Freddie then lied down on Carly’s pillows, and, with a nervous but lustful smile, Carly slowly lowered her pussy onto Freddie’s outstretched, protected cock. Freddie felt a barrier as Carly lowered herself onto him.
“It’s ok, Freddie,” assured Carly. “I want it to be you who pops my cherry. Just push into it.”
Freddie pushed a little bit harder inside of Carly’s hole, and he felt her hymen give way as he broke through it. Carly face twisted into a look that combined immense pain with immense pleasure.
“You okay?” asked Freddie.
“Yeah just give me a second,” said Carly. After a minute or so, she said, “I’m fine. Now you can do whatever the fuck you want to me.”
“Good, because I was getting impatient,” replied Freddie.
Carly smiled and once again lowered herself onto Freddie’s hard cock. She then raised herself up and lowered herself again, riding Freddie’s cock with a certain pattern to it. Carly was looking at Freddie with a pure lustful look that just said: “Fuck my brains out.” Freddie matched Carly’s rhythm and slammed his dick up into her pussy each time she bounced up. The teenage pair was fucking in perfect harmony, and both of them loved every second of it. Carly let out another one of her ecstatic cries, which got more and more high-pitched as they fucked even faster. In between each shriek, Carly was yelling curse words and talking dirty to Freddie.
“Oh, fuck yeah, Freddie!” Carly was yelling. “Fuck me with big hard cock of yours! Fuck me like I’m a dirty little whore who loves riding your cock! Ohhhhhhhh Fuck Yeah!!!”
“Yeah, that’s what I’m doing, Carly baby,” replied Freddie, between gasps of breath.
“Yeah, and you’re doing it so fucking good,” said Carly, as she sped up her fucking. “Mmmmm… It feels so fucking good.
“Oh Ohh Ohhhhh!” shrieked Carly as Freddie pounded harder and harder into Carly’s inviting pink pussy and tried desperately not to cum, hoping for another position to try.
Carly seemed to have read Freddie’s mind, as she slowed down her bouncing and dismounted herself from Freddie’s hard dick. Carly grabbed Freddie’s protected cock with her hand and licked from top to bottom, and then changed positions.
“Ok, this time I get to be on top,” Freddie told Carly.
“What?” teased Carly. “Does it boost your self-esteem when you are in control?”
“Hell yeah!” replied Freddie. “That was just warm-up. Now I’m gonna fuck your brains out!”
“Please do,” begged Carly.
Carly laid back on the pillows with her legs outstretched, while Freddie got on his knees facing her. Freddie held up Carly’s legs and guided his eager cock once again into Carly’s welcoming pussy. Freddie pulled Carly’s legs towards him with each stroke, as he plunged harder and harder into her tight pussy. Freddie plowed Carly with such force and might that Carly felt as if Freddie’s dick was thrusting into her whole body.
“Ohhh God!” screamed Carly. “It’s so deep! It’s so fucking deep!!”
“Yeah it is, baby,” answered Freddie. “Do you like it that way?”
“Oh, I fucking love it,” replied Carly. “Freddie Benson, you are pleasuring me in ways I could have never even imagined. What does that do for your self-esteem?”
“It does wonders,” Freddie responded, as he increased up his momentum and fucked with more power.
“Holy shit!” exclaimed Carly. “How much deeper and harder can you go?”
“I still have a little more to go,” replied Freddie, grinning. “I don’t want to put it all in, because I might hurt you.”
“Stop being such a pussy,” laughed Carly. “Act like a man; you’ve acted like one until now. I don’t give a shit about your worries. I want your whole cock inside me, and I want you to be fucking me with all your might.”
“Whatever you say,” answered Freddie.
Freddie listened to Carly and pushed his entire cock into Carly’s vagina, still pounding it. Freddie pulled Carly’s legs towards him as fast as he could and plunged his cock into her as hard as he could. Freddie saw Carly’s eyes go wide with wonder and pleasure. Carly closed her eyes, licked her lips, and continued her ecstatic moans. Carly’s moans eventually escalated into cries and then into screams. Carly shrieked more high pitched as Freddie fucked harder. Finally, Freddie couldn’t take it any more and knew that he was close to letting his sperm go.
“Oh god, Carly, I’m about to cum!” gasped Freddie.
“I am, too,” breathed Carly. “You have protection, so it’s fine. Cum inside me, and I’ll try to cum at the same time.”
Freddie’s cock suddenly expanded and pulsated, releasing shot after shot of hot cum into the condom in Carly’s pussy. At the same time, Carly let out an ecstatic cry, and Freddie knew she was cumming as well, as he felt a warm liquid on the outside of the condom. Freddie could not believe how much sperm he had bottled up and how much he was letting go right now.
Finally, the party ended and the two teenagers stopped cumming. Carly sat up and kissed Freddie with her tongue in his mouth, while his cock was still in her pussy. Carly broke away from the kiss and removed her pussy from his cock. Carly first licked the outside of the condom, slurping up her own pussy juices, which she then transferred to Freddie by kissing him. Carly then removed the condom and cleaned Freddie’s cum off of his cock. Carly finished up with a farewell kiss to Freddie’s cock, and then let it go. Freddie then lowered his mouth to Carly’s pussy, and cleaned up her explosion of cum. After a minute or so, Freddie slurped up the last of Carly’s womanhood and then sat up.
After looking and grinning at each other for a while, and still breathing heavily, the adolescent pair finally found the words to speak.
“Oh my god, that was amazing!” exclaimed Carly.
“That felt so good,” agreed Freddie. “I can’t believe that I actually just had sex.”
“Yeah, me either,” replied Carly. “We have to do this again sometime soon.”
“Really?” asked Freddie, his cock perking up once again.
“Yeah, sure,” said Carly, giggling. “We can try something new tomorrow.”
“And what will that be?” asked Freddie.
“Well, you’ll have to wait and see,” replied Carly, seductively.
“Oh, I love you so much,” grinned Freddie.
Carly and Freddie got off of the bed and began to put their clothes on. When they were done, they found themselves kissing each other once again.
“Why don’t you stay here tonight?” whispered Carly, as she pulled Freddie close to her. “Sleep with me, in my bed.”
“Oh, I’d love to, Carly,” answered Freddie. “But I think my mom would notice if I wasn’t home in the morning. Then I’d be in big trouble.”
“I guess you’re right,” said Carly, disappointed. “C’mon, I’ll walk you out.”
Carly and Freddie made their way downstairs to the door.
“Well, goodnight, Carly,” said Freddie. “Thank you for an amazing night.”
“Oh, I think it was my pleasure, literally,” replied Carly.
They kissed for a few minutes, before Freddie finally opened the door, walked into the hallway, and then turned around to look at the love of his life, as she closed the door behind him. Freddie very quietly opened his front door, locked it, and walked to his room to go to bed. Freddie couldn’t help smiling as he was getting undressed to go to sleep.
That night, Freddie Benson slept well.
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Luke travels to England for a semester study abroad program. On the flight to London, he sits next to a pretty girl named Gwen. They talk for awhile and eventually have sex. After the flight Luke and Gwen part ways but exchange phone numbers. Luke and Gwen meet up again. Gwen invites Luke to a party. Little does Luke have any idea that it’s not a typical party. It’s a hardcore orgy hosted by Gwen’s kinky family.
A couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform the other of the afterlife. Their biggest fear was that there was no heaven. After a long life, the husband was the first to go, and true to his word, he made contact…. “Mary…Mary….”
“Is that you, Fred?”
“Yes Mary, I’ve come back like we agreed.”
“What’s it like?”
“Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast, I have sex. I bathe in the sun, and then I have sex twice. I have lunch, then sex pretty much all afternoon. After supper, I have sex until late at night. The next day it starts again.”
“Oh, Fred you surely must be in heaven.”
“Not exactly — I’m a rabbit in Idaho!”
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The music was deafeningly loud. The beat almost supplanted your own heart beat as you entered the dance club and were assaulted by the primal rhythms that rocked the air. The squeal of guitars and counter tunes of synthesizers split the air in a discordant symphony that sounded like sex. There was nothing else that came as close to sex as really good music and a crowd that moved in time with it. Like an orgy they gyrated on the dance floor, their lithe bodies entwining and almost melding into a huge fuck scene.
This is why people came here, they wanted to feel alive. They wanted to feel sex in the air. To almost be able to taste it with each breath. Some came to find people, some came to watch, but they all came for sex in one form or another. Peepers sat on the cat walk above and stared down at the throng on the dance floor, hoping for a quick glance of something more than dancing, a touch, a grope, tits bouncing free. Anything was welcome and they were never disappointed here. This place was sex.
It was called The Hideout. A simple name that said so much more than a name normally does. It was a hideout. It was were decent people came to be dirty and slutty. Where anything goes and no one mentions it on Sunday at church. This was the world that Mary walked into and the world that Chaz peeped out at her from.
Chaz was a regular here. He knew the crowd, he knew the beat. He knew every place that was hidden in the shadows. He should have, he owned the club…or at least part of it. He was a small share holder but, it was a very good small share. His hair was longer than most, hanging just below his shoulders and pushed back out of his face. Stray strands fell in front of his eyes as he surveyed the crowd and drank in the scene of their debauchery. He loved to watch people excited by meeting someone knew, doing something dirty with a new person. The bodies grinding together in time with the music, almost fucking on the dance floor.
Chaz saw Mary walk in and instantly thought to himself how out of place she was. She looked like she just got off the bus from the farm and stood out like a sore thumb amidst the mutant club kids that were all around her. He watched her as she looked one way then the other for a safe haven. He could see she was thinking about running, he didn’t want that. He moved quickly to catch her before she ran away.
Mary saw Chaz striding up to her with a purposeful look on his face. Among the crowd he fit in but stood out as well. His long black cloth trench coat flurried out behind him like a vampires cloak and his hair formed a mane that framed his handsome face in a very dangerous way, shading his eyes into a half shadow that was pierced only by the flash of the lights from the dance floor. His shirt and slacks were also black, but they seemed to be a lighter shade of black than his coat if that was possible and though loose seemed to cling to him in an almost sexual way. She wanted to run at first but, she wasn’t sure he would follow so she stayed.
Chaz walked up to her and sized her up. She was about 5’2″ with large breasts and short brown hair. Her face had a very innocent look to it even though her choice of clothing was anything but. The black knit dress hugged her body and showed off her breasts, flat belly, and her succulent hips very well. But there was something about the look in her eyes that placed her as not belonging here. Something so innocent she stood out despite her clothing.
Chaz licked his lips, innocence was so tempting. It felt so dirty to seduce someone innocent. She smiled as he approached but, there was a slight look of fear as she sized him up. He was tall and strong looking. His dark eyes seemed to draw you in and his smile was almost like the grin of a lion about devour his prey. There was definitely something predatory about him, something dangerous. Mary shivered, just what she wanted.
“Hi.” Chaz screamed into her ear so she could here him over the music. She smiled at him coyly and bumped him with her shoulder.
“First time here?” He asked her. She shook her head. That surprised Chaz, he had never seen her before. “Really?” He asked. She laughed and nodded to him. Chaz smiled, perhaps he had not given her enough credit. Maybe she did belong here, maybe the shy innocent look was her hook, her game.
“I’m Chaz.” He screamed in her ear. She held out her hand to shake his hand and he laughed, OK, maybe the shy routine was less practiced and more second nature after all. He shook her hand and she leaned into him to scream in his ear.
“I’m Mary.” She told him. “Nice to meet you Chaz.” She said with a Cheshire Cat grin that both intrigued and worried him.”Will you dance with me?” She asked and gave him a pouty look. Chaz laughed and nodded and led her to the dance floor.
They began to dance, apart at first until the music began to take them. The song was about sex, all the songs here it seemed were about sex. The beat seemed almost alive and they gave over to it after a few minutes. The songs changed but neither of them tired of the dance. Their bodies pressed closer together as they flowed across the floor to the center of the dance floor. Strangers all around them brushed up against them and the mass of bodies seemed at times to condense into a throng of flesh grinding together.
Chaz let his hands slide down to her hips and then onto her ass as they danced. Mary didn’t seem to mind, as a matter of fact she ground hard against him as he gave her ass a squeeze. Her dress slowly hiked up as she danced and Chaz caught a glimpse of her black lace panties. Mary gave a exaggerated shocked look and pulled the dress back down. Then she grinned at Chaz and he smiled back. Oh she was playing him all right, of that he was sure now.
They had danced for maybe an hour when finally he had to give first. He took her hand and led her off the dance floor. Both of them were sweaty from the heat of the lights and mass of bodies pressed together. They walked hand and hand up to the rear bar and Chaz got the bartenders attention. Mary ordered a shooter and Chaz got a beer. The drinks came and they toasted each other and drank their drinks. They screamed as much small talk as they could over the music and laughed when their words got lost into the cacophony of sound.
“Chaz.” Mary said standing on tiptoe to whisper in his ear. “Chaz, I need some air, lets step outside for a minute.” She said and smiled at him in a way that got his hopes up that maybe it would be a bit more then air he would get. He nodded and she led him through the crowd towards the door. The bodies seemed to press in and almost make it impossible to pass but, eventually they made it to the door and slipped into the blissfully quiet night.
“Man, I like good music but it does get to you after a while doesn’t it?” Chaz said as they walked around the corner of the building away from the front door.
“Ya, but I like it.” Mary said as she turned and smiled, “It sounds sorta like fucking doesn’t it?”
Chaz was caught off guard and didn’t know how to respond. He nodded and started to laugh. He had been played all right. “I guess that is one way to put it.” He said and Mary squeezed his hand and led him around towards the back of the club.
“Where are we going?” Chaz asked.
“Ummmm…back here.” Mary said and grinned at him. “Chaz, you aren’t scared of the dark are you?” She asked in a teasing way. Chaz squeezed her hand back and they walked around and into the back alleyway.
They slipped into the waiting shadows and immediately Mary turned and planted a kiss on Chaz that took his breath. He was expecting small talk, coyness, flirtation, but not an outright attack. Her tongue slid into his mouth and forced his lips open as her hands grabbed his hair and pulled him hard against her. Her breasts pressed against his chest and belly and his hands found their way to her ass. He was surprised to find her dress slightly hiked up so that he got half a hand of her bare ass and lace thong panties.
There was no need to talk now, they both knew what they wanted. Their kiss intensified and he grabbed her ass and lifted one leg up around his waste. He could feel the heat coming from her pussy and the leg of his slacks grew damp from her excitement. She let one of her hands drop down and grabbed his ass back and began to grind against his leg. Chaz slid his fingers under her panties and grabbed her bare ass, spreading her cheeks so that her pussy was grinding directly on his leg.
Mary broke the embrace and stepped back. Chaz was breathing hard as he watched her form in the dark. She pulled her dress up and off, her breasts hanging free and her panties pulled to the side, she was all but nude before him. Chaz was speechless, she was perfect. Her heavy C cup breasts didn’t droop or sag at all, her pussy perfectly shaved with the lips slightly parted in excitement. He reached out and she walked into his hand so that he had hold of one of her breasts. They kissed but stayed slightly apart as she grabbed his belt and undid it and then undid his pants. She pushed the slacks down along with his underwear and let his cock spring free. Chaz undid his shirt and pushed it open so that her bare breasts pushed against his hard chest. Mary’s hand wrapped around Chaz’s hard cock and began to stroke him until he was so hard he ached.
Their kissing became frenzied again, their tongues exploring each others mouths as their hands ran over each other’s bodies. Mary was pumping his cock hard and Chaz slid two fingers into her dripping wet pussy and began to finger fuck her in time with her strokes. Mary moaned softly and spread her legs so he could get the fingers in deeper. He could feel her juices covering his hand as her pussy dripped her juices. She reached back and rubbed her hand over his until it was wet with her arousal and then used that to make his cock slick as she played with it.
Mary pulled back, they were both breathing heavy and sweating. Mary smiled and pushed him back against the wall and then began to kneel down in front of him. Chaz moaned as his cock slid into her hot wet mouth. Mary’s lips stayed closed until his cock slid between them and into her mouth and penetrated her. He rested one hand on the back of her head and let the other hand hang free.
Mary gave great head. She sucked his cock all the way in and began to work her tongue all over the underside as she sucked hard and deep. Then she pulled back so that just the head was in her mouth and her tongue seemed to lick all sides of it at once. Chaz moaned and grabbed hold of her hair as she sucked the head. He looked down and she was looking up at him, here eyes barely visible in the darkness. She was smiling as she took the full length of his cock back into her mouth. Her fingers played with his balls as she began to suck him hard again.
Chaz moaned and grabbed at the wall for balance as his legs seemed to be going weak. Her tongue seemed to be everywhere along his cock at once. Licking and tickling the full length at once as she fucked his cock into her mouth hard and fast. Chaz was sweating and her hands slithered up his body and rubbed the sweat all over and caressed his slick skin. Her nails scratching his belly and chest as she ran them over him and he cried out slightly in pain but, loved every second of it and pulled her hands back up for more when she stopped.
Chaz was getting very close to cumming, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold off for long with the intensity of her cock sucking and he tried to push her back but, she kept going working his cock even harder and squeezing the base of his cock with her lips. Chaz began to moan and shake and made a tight fist of her hair. Mary stopped and pulled back and looked up at him. Chaz was breathless and stared back down at her with a stupid grin on his face.
“Chaz, I have to tell you something.” Mary purred. Chaz tried to answer but, couldn’t catch his breath. “No it’s OK, don’t talk. I have to tell you though, I’m sorta a special girl.” Mary smiled at him and batted her eyes demurely. Chaz chuckled. “No, seriously, I am special.” Mary said and grinned at him.
It was when she grinned that Chaz noticed it, the elongated canine teeth. She had fangs! He tried to pull back but, her grasp was like steel. He tried to call out but found his breath still gone and no sound would come.
Mary laughed and then took his cock back onto her mouth, swallowing his down to the balls. There was a sudden twin stabs of pain and Chaz found his voice and screamed out in pure ecstasy as he started to cum like never before. He felt like his whole body was liquid and was shoot out in a steady stream of cum into this girl’s mouth. He could stop cumming until the world around him began to grow dimmer and dimmer and then went black.
The knocking at the door woke Chaz up from his sound sleep. He groggily got up and walked to the door to his apartment and flung it open without checking who was on the other side. The sunlight instantly blinding him, he groaned and turned and walked back into the living room.
“Hey buddy,” His friend Bill was saying as he walked in, “What the fuck happened to you? You look like shit.” He laughed and Chaz growled at him.
“I met some chick.” He said as he slumped down into the chair.
“Some chick huh? She still here?” Bill asked trying to peek into the bedroom.
Chaz looked puzzled and looked around. Was she there? “No, I think she went home.” Chaz said but, in reality, he had no idea where she was. He didn’t even remember who she was.
“Dude, she must have been some chick, you look totally lost man. She did you right.” Bill laughed and slumped down across from him on the sofa and kicked his feet up.
“Ya,” Chaz agreed, “Some chick.” He tried to remember her, but couldn’t. “She was…” His voice trailed off for a second. “A really special girl.” Chaz finally said and, for the life of him, that was all he could remember.
Billy laughed. “Now why can’t I meet a special girl like that?” He laughed and Chaz looked at him and tried to remember what was so special about her. It was almost there on the tip of his tongue and then it faded. There was something special, he was sure. He shook his head and tried to wake the rest of the way up. With how he felt, she must have been great cause he felt drained, he just wished he could remember it.
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