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I will probably go to hell for this, but I have had erotic thoughts about LJ, since she and her mom moved into my neighborhood. For the last three months, LJ has been finding excuses to be at my house. She has been cutting my lawn and I have let her. She has offered to do my flower bed and I have just sat and watched her ass. And each time, she has arrived wearing a pair of tight hip hugging nylon shorts and an equally snug top which has nicely revealed every contour of her 16 year old breasts and nipples.
Last week, I got a call at work from Sandy, LJ’s mom. Sandy was crying and trying to tell me something. I got her calmed down and I listened. Sandy said several of her toys were missing. Sandy said she had heard moaning from LJ’s room. Sandy stood outside her daughters door and fingered herself as her daughter came. As Sandy was still fingering herself, she did not hear the door open. When Sandy opened her eyes, she saw LJ smiling.
“Thats okay mom. I borrowed your toys because I know how much you like to get off with them. I wanted to smell you on them when I got off. Everytime I cum, I imagine you between my legs. And Mom, I really cum hard. Would you show me what it’s like to make love to a woman?”
Sandy told LJ that what she wanted was considered incest. But perhaps Helen could help.
“Sandy, tell me that you did not say that I would help?” I said as a warm feeling swept through my body.
“I did. Besides, LJ says you have the hots for her. She said you love her thin nothing swimsuit which she wears when she is doing things at your house. Helen, I can’t do what she wants but you can. I trust you and if you want, I will be there in case you or LJ needs any help.”
“Sandy, let me get this straight. You want me to make love to your 16 year old daughter while you watch?”
“Yes, that is exactly what I want. And so does LJ. I know you want to. ”
Now I was the one with the flush over my body. My nipples were erect and I could feel juice leaking out of my panties. And it was not pee.
“Helen, how about coming over for dinner tonight?” she said. “I’ll open a bottle of wine to break the ice or is called heating up the cunts?
When I hung up the phone, I could not believe my conversation which had just occured. Was this a dream, I thought? As I was pondering what was going to be, my boss threw down a pile of papers and said she needed them done before I left for the evening. I took one look at the papers and my boss. How could she be so mean? It was Friday and I had three hours to go. The last thing I wanted was to do something for her. But she did have a shit eating grin on her face. Recently I have wondered if she is monitoring my phone calls. Perhaps she is. So she would know what I had planned for me. I cursed my boss as I did the paperwork. I did not curse too loudly, though. Before I started her mean request, I went to the ladies room and inserted my wireless vibrator deep inside me. At least I would be happy as I completed my bosses job.
I did get the job done sooner than I thought I would. As I drove home, I thought about what Sandy had volunteered me for. How could she know I was a Lesbian? Had she heard from someone I had a taste for women. As I was wondering who spilled the beans, I pulled up to my house. Sitting on the steps was Sandy. Great, I thought. LJ has changed her mind about having me make love to her, and all I have to look forward to is a quiet weekend.
“Sandy, is there some problem?”
“We need to talk, Helen.”
I could feel the doom looming.
Unlocking the door, I waited for Sandy to follow me inside my house.
“Helen, I want you to make love to me, while LJ watches.”
I stared at her in disbelief.
“I think it would be better for LJ to see what you are going to do to her by doing it to me, first.”
I sat down. I said, “I thought I was only going to be making love to one woman. Now you want me to make love to you first so your daughter will know what will happen to her?”
“I want you to do everything to me that you will then do to LJ. I don’t want you to hold back. I have had thoughts about being tied up and made love to. I don’t know if you are into bondage. I kinda hope you are.”
“I will be over in about twenty minutes,” I said. I really need to take a shower.”
“Why don’t you just come over now, and all three of us can step into the shower. I have one of those high capcacity shower units. I could park a car in it. But it does have water jets on the floor and along the wall in all the right places, if you know what I mean. Don’t you think, showering together will relax all of us? Sandy asked.
“Relaxing is not what this shower will do for me Sandy.”
“Thats okay, you can always relax after we are done with you,” Sandy said with a visible smirk.
I threw a couple of things into a bag and followed Sandy to her home. As she opened the door, we were both greeted by the sounds of a woman moaning. Sandy turned to me as her face blushed. She put her fingers to her mouth to tell me not to say a word. Quietly, Sandy pushed the door closed. We followed the sounds and came to a glass enclosed back room. LJ was sitting with her legs spread. Her two sizes too small tube top accented her young breasts and hard nipples. LJ had her eyes closed as Sandy and I moved quietly as mice and stood facing LJ.
LJ was wearing tight white nylon shorts which had been pulled to the side so she could stuff her fingers into herself. LJ came again but this time louder. I could see goose bumps form on her neck as yet another orgasm swept over her young body. Sandy reached over and pinched my erect nipple. She gave it a little twist and I bite my lip. My knees were weak and juices were flowing out of me and down my leg. I returned the favor and slipped my hand into Sandy’s blouse to her firm breast. Her nipples were larger than mine. I took her nipple between my two finger nails and pinched. Sandy moaned almost as loudly as LJ.
LJ opened her eyes.
“I was wondering when you two guys were coming back here. Sorry but I couldn’t wait any longer.”
It did not take a rocket scientist to notice that LJ still had her fingers inside of herself as she talked to us. LJ’s face contorted and her body froze. Sandy and I stared as think white juice poured forth from LJ’s cunt.
“That was very nice, LJ” Sandy said.
“Thanks mom.”
“Helen, I can’t wait for you to make love to me. Mom and I disccused it and agreed you should first do mom so I can see what you are going to do to me. Did mom tell you she has this fanatasy about being tied down by a beautiful woman, such as yourself, and made to beg to cum? Well, I have a smilar fantasy but I want to be tied and made to have more orgasms than I have ever had in my life. I want to be made to cum until there is not a breath left in my body.”
As LJ was telling me her fantasy, she was smiling at me. As she came, she cupped her hand and caught her love juice.
“Tell me if I taste sweet, Helen?
I eagerly licked up her cum. Feeling weak in the knees, I said, “You are very sweet.”
“LJ, we discussed this behavior, didn’t we?” Sandy said. “Do you remember what I told you and more specically what I would do if you did what you are doing now, young lady?”
“Yes, mom. I thought it would be cool to have another woman other than you taste my cum. But I agreed and I am ready for my punishment. Where do you want to do me?”
This whole scene was getting stranger but I was not leaving. I watched as LJ pulled her panties off and stood up from the couch. Sandy sat down and LJ lay over Sandy’s legs. LJ’s young hard ass was fully exposed. Sandy glanced at me and smiled. Then she raised her hand and came down hard on LJ’s fleshy ass. LJ yelped. Sandy slapped her daughters ass again. And LJ whimpered again. As Sandy continued to hit the reddened ass of her daughter, LJ’s yelping changed to moans. LJ was getting turned on and so was I.
“How rude of me,” Sandy said as she stopped the spanking. “Helen, would you like to give punishment to LJ?
I think I said yes because Sandy whispered to LJ to get off of Sandy’s lap. I sat on the couch and LJ lay across my lap. Instantly I felt wetness on LJ’s crotch against my legs. I raised my hand and gave a little spanking.
“No, Helen. I want you to do it hard. LJ has to learn her lesson. And the best way is to make her suffer. I want to see her ass bright red. Now, strike her ass and do it like you mean it. I’ll just sit over here and rub my nipples, if you don’t mind.”
I looked at Sandy in disbelief as she opened her blouse and began to rub her breasts and nipples. I raised my hand and came down hard on the cherry red ass. LJ moaned and began to grind her mound against my legs. I felt myself blush as I oozed pussy juice into my panties. I was turned on almost as much as LJ and Sandy. And I felt a simply delicous feeling growing in my groin. I began to swat her fanny harder as I gushed something sweet.
“Mom, Look. Helen is getting off on spanking me.”
I froze in mid spank.
“Helen, don’t stop spanking her. She has to learn a lesson. But before you begin again, tell me if she is wet.”
“I feel her wetness on my legs,” I said.
“Helen, reach between her legs and push your fingers into her. Is she soaked?”
I felt my face get hot as I reached between LJ’s legs. Yes, she was not just wet. She was soaked.
“She is quite wet, Sandy.”
“Good, she deserves to be soaked. But make sure she does not cum. She does not deserve to cum. She is a devil daughter. She will not cum until I tell her she can cum. If she cums, I will be quite upset. You will make sure she does not cum?” Sandy said with a straight face.
I must have looked like a deer frozen by the headlights of a car. None of this was making any sense.
“LJ likes to cum too much. So when we are around friends, she must ask for permission to cum. If she cums without permission, she will be tied to my four poster bed and punished. And she knows that.”
“Now please continue to spank her. But I want to hear her cry out when you apply your hand to her cheeks. And remember, she is not to cum.”
Thinking to myself, I wondered if I was set up. But why. I thought I was supposed to be showing my next door neighbors daughter how to be made love to. Suddenly, I really got into the spanking. I was smacking the firm red cheeks of a 16 year old who was laying over my lap. And I was getting turned on as well. There was the all too familar feeling between my legs as I felt my love juice moisten my panties. The harder, I spanked, the more LJ moaned and screamed. I had one hand pushing on her lower back, so her body was centered on my mound. And as she moved around, she rubbed against me. The more she moved, the more I spanked. And the closer I came to cumming.
My eyes were closed as I spanked. I did not see that Sandy had risen from her chair and moved behind me. I felt a light kiss on my neck. I shivered. My eyes were still closed. Then a fingernail scratched the back of my neck, and I moaned. As I tilted my head back, Sandy’s lips touched mine, our tongues met. She reached down, found my hard nipples and pinched them, hard.
LJ moaned and came. I moaned louder and came with a gush which soaked through my panties and onto the couch. Sandy continued to pinch my nipples and suck my tongue. It felt like one continuous orgasm was washing over my body. As my orgasm died away, Sandy pulled away from me. Then quite out of the blue, she slapped my face.
“I told you to make sure that LJ did not cum. You promised. Now you must be punished! Look how much she came. She soaked my new couch. I told you not to let her cum.”
“What do you mean by punished?” I asked.
Without answering me, Sandy blurted out, “Time to come clean.”
“Helen, you are welcome to join LJ and myself in our shower. It is big enough for 8 but 3 will fit just fine. I know that LJ is prime for fucking and so am I.”
Was this a dream, I wondered.
I followed Sandy who by the way has the firmest clothed butt I have ever seen in my life. And I had yet to see it undressed. LJ followed me. LJ had her hands on my butt. I guess she was helping an old(ha) lady up the steps.
As we entered what I would guess was Sandy’s bedroom, Sandy turned and faced me. She smiled and I nearly melted.
“Helen, I need to ask you something. I know you think that LJ wants you to make love to her. But I want to make love to you as well. I don’t want you to feel at all uncomfortable about being here. If you want to leave now, that is okay. But if you stay, WE PLAN ON HAVING OUR WAY WITH YOUR BODY!
I did not have to think twice about this. “Okay,” I answered.
‘That’s what I thought you would say, ” LJ said.
“Now stand still as we undress you. Do not move or try to help us. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I said as I felt a shiver race through my body. I was about to be undressed by a 16 year old and her mother. I stood motionless as Sandy unbuttoned my blouse and LJ pulled it away from my body. Sandy’s fingernails touched and scratched my neck and down the front to the top of my bra. My nipples were beginning to show themselves as she lightly touched my breasts. LJ was massaging my neck and shoulders. Off came my bra and fell to the floor. Sandy continued to massage breasts and nipples. Pulling and twisting my now hard nipples, made me dizzy with passion. Sandy pulled down my jeans and then my soaked panties. LJ had moved against my back and was rubbing herself against me. I reached behind me to feel LJ’s young body. LJ moaned loudly in my ear. LJ reached around my front , found my wet pussy and pushed her fingers into me. LJ rubbed me for several minutes until I came. I closed my eyes to absorb what was happening to me.
Then I felt something cold on my wrists and before I could react, LJ had snapped on a pair of handcuffs to my wrists. My eyes snapped open.
“Hey, what gives?” I said.
“I said we were going to have our way with you and this is the beginning, bitch.”
LJ slapped my bare ass and laughed. I did not laugh. I moved away.
“Mom, do you think she needs more spanking?”
“Yes, sweetheart. I think she needs to learn her lesson.”
“What lesson?” I blurted out.
“You promised me you would not let LJ come and she did. Now you have to pay. ”
“Step out of your pants, Helen,” Sandy commnaded.
I guess I did not act fast enough because Sandy pinched on my nipples with her finger nails. I glared at her and stepped out of my pants.
“That’s a good girl. Now step out of your panties as well. ”
Again, I was pinched.
I stood and watched as Sandy and LJ undressed. Sandy still had the nicest butt I would ever want to have my way with. LJ’s stomach was flat and she was smooth and shaven. I do love cameltoes.
“Okay girls, shower time. Time to get all wet and slippery. Are you wet and slippery, Helen? LJ, be a good girl and see if our guest is wet and slippery.”
LJ came within two inches of my body. Her lips touched my lips and our tongues met. She was not inexperienced at all. As our tongues played tagged, her hands went first to my breasts, then my nipples and down my tummy. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and closed her teeth over it. As she bit down, her fingers slid easily into me. Just as quickly, she pulled out and back. I wanted more and was left hanging.
“Mom, she is ripe.”
“Okay, Helen. Follow me.”
I did not move fast enough because suddenly Sandy produced a pair of rubber tipped forceps. She opened the forceps and slowly closed them over my left nipple. My nipple felt like it was in a bear trap. I think she would have closed it all the way and crushed my nipple if I had not said, “Okay.”
“Thats a good Helen. Now follow me. ”
I had no choice as she pulled on the forceps which was closed over my nipple. LJ was stroking my ass as we walked to the bathroom.
“LJ, honey, do turn on the shower for us. I want to see how wet our guest is, myself.”
Sandy pulled me to her as her fingers probed deep inside of me. I was getting worked up and I know Sandy could tell. As Sandy pushed her fingers deeper, she closed the forceps a bit more. The pain was making me feel quite turned on. Then Sandy pushed deeper into me and touched my G spot. The room was spinning as Sandy pressed harder. I came with a gush which left me drained.
“Mom, the shower is ready.”
“Helen is ready too,” Sandy answered.
LJ stepped into the steam filled shower. Sandy pulled me along and I too stepped in. Looking around the shower stall, I saw nozzles mounted on the walls and the floor. Above the nozzles on the walls, were stainless steel hooks.
“Helen, if you want to call it quits, we can stop. I will then ask you never to associate with either LJ or myself again. We will be just like any other neighbor. You can say hello in passing but we will never invite you over for anything ever again. You will never know how sweet LJ tastes when she cums. You will never see her eat her mommy the way I like it to be done. And you will never be invited to sex all nighter with some of my les gf’s and their daughters. it’s your choice.”
Without a seconds hesitation, I said, okay.
Sandy pushed me against the cold tile of the shower. She spread my legs as she soaped my ass. Then she slide the wash cloth up and down my legs, pausing to reach under me and rub my clit. I began to moan as she rubbed my clit, harder. I wanted her to continue to massage my clit and I wanted to cum for her. As my orgasm was closing in, she slapped my ass and laughed. She spun me around and roughly washed my chest and again my pussy. Of course my nipples were hard. And each time the wash cloth rubbed against them, I moaned.
I was soaped from top to botton as LJ took over. LJ removed a handheld shower head from the wall and pointed it at my pussy. The water began to pulse against and into me. My knees buckled but before I could collapse, LJ had pulled on the hemostat and brought me back to reality.
LJ held my pinched nipple as she played the water on all the right places on my body. She had this evil look in her eyes and I felt horny as hell. She made me bend over as she pushed the shower head against my ass hole. Little needle fingers pulsed against my tender ass tissue as LJ cleaned the soap from my backside. A wonderful orgasm was growing as she turned me around and aimed the needle fingers at my breasts. That was all I needed. I opened my mouth to scream and she slapped my face. Nothing like throwing cold water on a perfectly good orgasm. I glared at her but my glare shifted to Sandy as I watched her shove her fingers deep into her pussy. I had almost forgotten about Sandy.
Sandy looked up, smiled and came. Her pussy pumped white cum into her cupped hand. But without offering her cum to me, she slurped it up.
My hands were still fastened behind myself and my pussy needed service. I wanted to cum badly and I could do nothing. Sandy must have been reading my mind. She came to me, looked deep into my eyes as she placed her hands on my nipples and breasts. She began to massage my breasts and my knees got weak again. We were still in the shower as hot water fell over my body as my next door neighbor massaged my chest. She led be away from the tile wall to the middle of the shower. Then she stopped. Listen, I wanted to say. I do really need to cum but all you two are doing is turning me into mush. Both you guys have cum and I have yet to get off.
Then the hot water stopped. I was standing there in the shower, with water dripping off my body and an urgent need to have an orgasm. Sandy pinched my right nipples between her finger nails and gave a little tug. I followed her into the bedroom. All three of us were still naked. I was wet and wanted to get wetter. I was not really in a position to tell them what I wanted. I mean I could have said, I wanted out but something in me, said stick around.
“Spread your legs, Helen.”
I stood with my legs spread.
“Now LJ, I want you to show me what you have learned about kissing and licking ass. I want you to do to Helen, what you have learned to do to me. I want you to make Helen feel right at home.”
LJ walked around me, pausing to touch my nipples. Then her fingers slipped into my pussy and pumped for a few times. Then she disappeared behind me. I felt her fingers on either side of my cheeks. She pulled my cheeks apart. Then I felt the most heavenly feeling I had felt ever. LJ’s 16 year old tongue touched my ass hole. And I came. I really came. And her talented tongue continued to ream me out. Her tongue took on a life of its own as she licked from the tip of my pussy to my tail bone. I shook more than jello. Just when I thought I could not take it any longer, I felt fingers on my pussy. Looking down, I saw the top of Sandy’s head. Her lips sucked my clit as her tongue probed my pussy. Sandy’s tongue was as talented as her daughters.
If this wasn’t heaven, nothing was. Then it happened. No warning. No buildup. I came like a freight train. It was one continuous orgasm. A really long one or was it three or five or eight. But I came.
And when I came, I peed. Not jsut a little. There was no way that Sandy would not notice my pee. She did not pull away when I peed.
“Look mom. Helen peed. She needs to be taught a lesson, doesn’t she?” LJ said.
“She is our guest, LJ.”
“Mom, how come, Helen gets off and when I pee, you punish me.”
“LJ, you have a point. Fair is fair.”
“Helen, since you said you wanted to stay, then you must obey my rules of my house. I hope you enjoyed your little orgasms. Because now you will become ours to do whatever we want. And LJ will first do whatever she wants to you, while I watch. And if LJ does not do it right, she will be made to do it again and again. Helen, are the bottoms of your feet ticklish?”
Sandy stood behind me and whispered in my ear.
“I’m going to take off your cuffs. I don’t want you to fight us or try to get away. We are going to make you cum like no other woman has ever made you cum. We will not hurt you unless you agree to some pain. I know that sometimes a little pain is very good in driving a woman over the top. I will tell you everything we are going to to do before we do it. If you don’t want to go along with us, then leave now.”
“Ok,” I Answered.
Sandy uncuffed me, while LJ removed the hemostats from my smashed nipples.
“I want you to lie down on the bed. We are going to tie you spreadeagled to te bed. And then I am going to watch from the end of the bed while LJ has her way with you. She is going to first suck and tickle your toes and the very sensitive soles of your feet. I will ask you not to pee in my bed when you cum because if you do pee, then I will punish you myself. And I can be a bitch.”
I did not object as I was pushed back on to the bed. Nor did I say anything when Sandy and LJ pulled fastened my wrists to the iron head board. I did moan when they stopped near my breasts and each took a nipple in their mouths and sucked me. They did this while I tried to get off my squeezing my legs together. I was so close to cuming but somehow they knew that because my legs were suddenly spread and my ankles were secured to the end of the bed. I wanted to beg to cum but I had not begged for sometime. Sandy slipped a pillow under my head so I could see what LJ was going to do.
I watched Sandy move a chair close to the bed. She smiled at me as she spread her legs and dropped her hand into her pussy. Then she began to massage her clit. She knew what it was doing to me. Then I felt a warm wet mouth slid over my big toe and a very active tongue lick my toe. I reacted by jumping and trying to move my foot out of the way. But because of the ankle tie, I was helpless. She licked and sucked my other toe and I was so close to having a toe orgasm.
Then she withdrew her mouth. Now I was close to begging. But she did not stop for long because she began to tickle the soles of my feet. I screamed with laughter. She did not quit even when I begged her stop. I wanted her to stop because I felt the need to pee. I tried to yell that I was going to pee but I could not stop laughing. And of course the urge to pee just got worse.
Not only did I need to pee but I felt the brut of all orgasms boiling in my groin. And this time I did not beg but I came with an eruption of first cum then pee. And their was no mistaking the pee because it rose in a stream and hit LJ on her chest.
I stared at LJ and tried to say as softly as I could, please don’t tell your mother.
“Mom, Helen just peed,” LJ said.
LJ Stood up and pointed her finger at me. I wanted to tie that bitchy teenager down and see how she felt when I made her cum so much that some of her brain cells died.
“Helen, you have been a very bad girl. And now you are going to pay. Have you ever heard of figging? I have always wanted to see how a woman reacts to having fresh ginger slipped into her ass and her pussy. I read that ginger makes Ben Gay seem tame. I will tell you that it is the closet thing to being on fire with suffering any burns. And since you think its okay to make fun of my lovely daughter, you should be made to burn.”
Now, I was getting scared. This was a side of Sandy, I had never seen. I began to pull at my wrist and ankle ties but alas I was going nowhere fast.
I glared at Sandy as she reached into plastic bag and withdrew a ginger root. Yes, I had heard of figging and yes I wanted to see what it was like to have a lover experience the effects. But I wanted to be the one watching and not the one receiving! Sandy pulled on a pair of plastic gloves and took out a paring knife. Then she peeled the dry skin off the root and seemed to shape it. I was scared, yet terribly turned on.
“Now, lovely Helen, I want you to relax as I push this ginger into your ass. ”
Relaxing was not what I had in mind. But someone Sandy knew that I was not going to go along with this easily. LJ reached over and took my nipples in her fingers. She squeezed the living shit out of them. I relaxed as Sandy pushed the ginger into me. Then Sandy pushed a black butt plug to within an inch of my nose. She withdrew it and licked it several times. The plug was forced into my ass, holding the ginger. Okay, I thought. This is not so bad. Actually there was a cold sensation in my ass.
But wait. The cold stopped and now my ass was getting warm. Okay, I can handle this. The warm grew to hot and hotter. And fuck, it is hot. My ass is on fire. As I twisted and tried to get away from the pain, I watched throught tear clouded eyes as Sandy took another piece of ginger and touched it to my clit. This I felt, right away. My clit was heating up and so was I. I don’t know what happened to me but I wanted to fuck anything. My ass and clit were on fire. And I was flooding the bed with cum. The more I cam, the hotter was the sensation in my pussy and ass. My cum was flowing down to my ass.
Sandy pushed the piece of ginger into me and held it in place with her finger. I could feel my vaginal muscles spasming as the ginger did whatever it did to me. My pussy was trying to suck her fingers deep into me and I wanted more. Up until this time, LJ was just standing near the bed, fingering herself. Not to be kept on the sidelines for long, she got on the bed, lifted her leg over my head and lowered her pussy to my mouth.
LJ ground her pussy into my mouth as I tried to catch her clit with my teeth. As LJ came for the fourth time, she paused. This was enough time for me to catch her clit. I latched onto her clit with my lips and would not let her go. I attacked her clit with my tongue as her body convulsed. And convulse she did. And when I made her cum, she tasted like warm honey. And I held her clit in my teeth and she bucked and ground her pussy into my mouth.
As I was sucking her clitty, I felt a hand on my ankle. And my ankle was free. Then the other ankle was freed as well. LJ was so into having her orgasms she did not see what her mom was d0ing to me. Sandy released my wrists as well. When I reached up and grabbed LJ’s nipples with my free hands, LJ gasped. Sandy pulled LJ off of me.
I sat up.
“Now ladies, I think its my turn. You both have gotten off way too many times. Now I get to play. I want you two to rub your clits against each other. Lets see what it looks like to have a mother and daughter rub their clits against each other.” I watched as Sandy and LJ intertwined their legs so their clits were in direct contact. They were so close, there was hardly room for a feather between them. They each were leaning back on their hands for support. Then I got an idea.
“Do you have any nipple clamps Sandy?”
“Under the bed in the red box,” Sandy answered.
I reached under the bed and brought out the red box. My, my but the red box was full of toys and vibrators. And there were several sets of nipple clamps.
“LJ has never had nipple clamps.”
“Good,” I said as I took out the clamps. Each clamp was connected to a chain. I got up on the bed and took one of Sandy’s nipples in my fingers. I did not have to rub and massage her nipple very long. I took her nipple in my fingers and gave it a squeeze. Sandy moaned. Then I opened the clamp and slowly closed it over sandy’s hard nipple. I watched her eyes as the clamp bit into her sensitive flesh. Her upper lip quivered a little as the clamp bit down.
Then I looked at LJ. Her nipple was rock hard. “Does this excite you?” LJ.
“Sandy, I think your daughter likes this. Are you sure she has never done the clamps before?”
I attached the other clamp to each free nipple and then I sat back. Such a sight to see a loving mother with her nipples attached to her daughters nipples. But wait something was missing. I tied each of their wrists together so they could not move and get a way.
I went to kitchen, cut a nice size piece of ginger for each of them. Coming back into the bedroom, I reached into the red box of toys and removed two red butt plugs. I had each of my lovers lift herself up as I reached under her and inserted some ginger, then the butt plug. Then I slipped the biggest vibrator Sandy had, between their legs. The head looked like a basketball, so I knew it would press on all the right places. Actually the head of the vibrator slipped between their legs as though it was meant to. Then I switched it to hum. And hum they did. They jerked and twisted and moaned and came as I played them. And yet they stayed close to each other. The nipple clamps kept them close. And to make sure they remained together while I did some shopping, I tied their knees together so their legs were around each other.
I kissed LJ and Sandy and their lips and left.
‘We can’t stay like this,” Sandy yelled after me.
“You’ll stay like that until I release you. Hope you cum alot but remember, I don’t want either of you to pee or you will have hell to pay!”
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READING ALLOWED, Part 8
By lamignonne and Zenmackie
Marie felt wretched. While he was gone, it had been easy to nurture her feelings of resentment towards him for leaving her alone all day, tied up and bored, and suffering acutely from her unsatisfied lust. As the long day had worn on, her jaw aching more by the hour, her stomach growling, her body cold and bruised and her head more often than not in one of his toilets, Marieβs frustration had grown and grown. Sheβd even started to feel like she was justified in snooping around in his study. After all, sheβd given up her whole weekend for him and he hadnβt even seen fit to stay at home!
Marie hadnβt been able to form any kind of resolve about how she was going to behave when her Master came home, other than the vague idea that she certainly deserved some attention from him and would be prepared to communicate just that if she didnβt get any. But her resolution wavered the second she sensed him in the bathroom. Heβd startled her, standing there so quietly while she worked, squashed up against the toilet for all the world as if she were embracing it. Sheβd dropped the cleaning brush and it had splashed her, and just like that, she was at a disadvantage. As usual.
As sheβd struggled to kneel the way he liked, Marie tried to cope with the confusing riot of emotions that she was feeling. On the one hand, she was still mad at him, anxious to show him that she didnβt appreciate his leaving her; on the other, his presence overwhelmed her, intruded even on her carefully nourished anger, and all her instincts were screaming at her to throw herself at his feet and show him her joy and relief that heβd returned. Her desire to have her suffering acknowledged by him warred with the desire to suffer still more, to do anything he wanted as long as he would smile at her and tell her she was a good girl. She could feel him studying her and trembled. Her urge to grovel grew stronger as he approached her, overpowering her with his presence, torturing her with suspense. As he gripped her chin and raised her face to look in her eyes, Marie had panicked, terrified heβd be able to see her every disloyal, petulant thought, and then she had made the terrible choice to show him her anger.
How quickly heβd put her in her place, she thought miserably now. In truth, heβd had all the power from the moment heβd come into the bathroom, had controlled her more efficiently with just his presence than his chains had been able to do throughout the long day. He stood before her and her body shook with the desire to kneel; he humiliated her and she craved his approval beyond every other need. She had tried defiance just this once, confronting him with nothing more than the look in her eyes, and his reaction had been immediate, painful and devastatingly effective. Marie had realized again, with excruciating clarity, that her attitude was still all wrong. It was her privilege to be allowed to spend the weekend with him, her undeserved honor that he was willing to teach her. After all, she hadnβt been a very good slaveβ¦
She clung to his ankles, her forehead resting on his feet, trying to control her sobs and hoping against hope that her obvious contrition would mollify his displeasure with her. At long last, he spoke.
βYouβre getting toilet-water all over my shoes.β
The mildness of his tone, with its bare hint of amusement, filled her with such relief and delight that Marie felt like scampering around the bathroom and wagging her tail like the good little doggie she wanted to be for him. But she made herself hold perfectly still for a moment, then slowly raised her face to his again and, trying very hard not to smile, said, βIβm sorry, Master.β
Yes! His expression was now one of bemused affection; he was no longer angry with her! Oh, thank God.
He grabbed a hand-towel from a nearby rack, roughly dried her face and hair with it then threw it down on the floor beside her. Marie knew he was expecting her to use it to dry his shoes.
Instead she once more lowered her headβ¦.and began licking them clean.
It didnβt take longβless than a minuteβto complete the task, but something about it, the complete and utter abasement of kneeling at his feet, naked and in chains, licking toilet water from his shoes, was setting her on fire. She had no time to analyze itβall she knew was she had to have his cock in her mouthβnow.
She sat up. Her eyes flickered up to him onceβhe was frowning down at her, but not angrily. He seemed intent, as if he was trying to guess at her thoughts. Feeling suddenly sure of herself, Marie leaned forward and placed a kiss on the front of his pants where his erection strained against the fabric. She nuzzled her cheek there and looked up at him again, holding his gaze this time. βPlease, Master,β she said, βmay I suck your cock?β
They were both a little stunned. Marie couldnβt believe how strong and confident her voice had sounded. Her pussy flooded with moisture at the sound of the words; her eyes sparkled with excitement. Even though heβd just spanked her, even though her hair was wet with toilet water and she was naked and chained, this felt right.
As for her Master, he couldnβt get his pants open fast enough. Heβd think about what her behavior meant in a few minutesβright now, he focused on Marieβs hot, talented little mouth as she bent to her work. Good God, it felt like she was trying to swallow him whole!
Marie was overtaken by a strange sort of frenzy. It was as if she couldnβt get enough of his cock in her mouth. Her captive hands reached for his balls and her fingers lifted them, rubbed them, and squeezed them gently all the while her face was pressed against his groin, her throat full of him. She massaged the spot below his balls and her tongue went into overdrive on his shaft.
This was one time he wasnβt worried about coming too soon. He thought he was going to die of pleasureβ¦ He lost control as he came, grabbing her head and thrusting himself violently down her throat. She swallowed gamely, and when he finally opened his eyes, still breathing hard, she was kneeling there smiling at him.
He could hardly believe it. She had just begged to be allowed to pleasure him. Sheβd begged him before, to gain her own pleasure or because heβd ordered her to, but this was different. Heβd never have expected her to reach this stage of submission so soon. And he knew sheβd been sincere. Even now, she was still grinning like heβd just given her a present.
What was it about this girl that sheβd gotten under his skin so fast? To be truthful, heβd come home earlier than heβd planned, anxious to see how his little slave had fared in his absence. Heβd had to conceal a hard-on quite a few times throughout the day, every time he pictured her humping his fingers as she had this morning or the desperate, pleading look on her face when she realized he was going to leave her bound and frustrated. What a homecoming heβd gotten! And they still had all evening to spend together before he really ought to be getting her back to campus. Theyβd eat firstβand then he had a few things he wanted to try.
Her Master hadnβt said anything, and heβd only given her the briefest of smiles, but Marie knew he was pleased with her. She tensed just a little as he reached down and hauled her to her feetβgrabbing her elbow this time, instead of her hairβsurely that was a good sign. He tossed her over his shoulder into a firemanβs carry and headed for the stairs. Marie felt a little panicky as she realized that, with her hands bound by her neck, she had no way to break her fall if he dropped her, but his grip was firm and the feeling subsided. Now, as he entered the kitchenβthe scene of her imprudence that morningβshe just had to worry about what he would do with her next.
It seemed that they had both learned a lesson from that morningβs encounter: when they reached the kitchen table he simply put her down next to his chair, lifting the table leg to secure the end of her leash as she took her kneeling pose. He said not one word to her about cooking, and Marie allowed herself a small grin as she watched him preparing dinner.
It was a simple meal; he steamed some rice and saut? a few chopped vegetables, tossing in some bits of cold chicken from the refrigerator. But he added spices like a master chef–a pinch of one, a sprinkle of another, tasting and nodding to himself. The air began to fill with a deliciously complex aroma and Marie was forcefully reminded that sheβd had nothing to eat since breakfast, unless she counted her Masterβs come. If she still had her ball-gag on, she knew, sheβd be drooling all over herself. As it was she simply swallowed hard, kept her position tight and her attention on him, hoping that her stomach wouldnβt gurgle and embarrass her as it had that morning.
Yet even though she was famished, not to mention ragingly horny, she became aware that underlying all the physical and emotional turbulence lay a very unfamiliar sensation: serenity. Her needs were no longer her concernβher Master would take care of them in due time, and thatβs all she needed to know. She felt a contented smile creep across her face.
Her smile only widened when she saw him reach down into a cabinet next to the stove and bring out a shining aluminum dog bowl. She knew it was for her, and she brushed away the troublesome thought that it already been there and not purchased especially for her. Maybe he used to have a dog. Or maybeβ¦no, she would not think about that. This momentβnowβwas all there needed to be.
She gave him her most loving smile as he set the bowl, filled to the brim with steaming food, on the floor beside her before setting his plate on the table. She followed him with her eyes and then her body, shuffling around on her knees to remain facing towards him as he pulled out his chair and sat. She gave not the slightest glance to her bowl of foodβit was not hers until he said it was.
When he was settled in place he turned to look at her, and to Marie it was obvious that he was pleased with what he saw: that his slave was simply waiting, giving him her complete and silent attention. He actually beamed at her and caressed the side of her face with his hand, and Marie felt as though she would melt with happiness. After a moment he withdrew his hand and said, βYou must be starving, princess. Please go ahead.β
βThank you, Master,β Marie replied, wishing she could kiss him just then. She turned away and bent down to her bowlβ¦and was quite pleased to discover that he had placed it so that while she ate she would be displaying her upraised ass and pussy for his pleasure. She began to eat.
Marieβs hands had reached out automatically to steady herself as she bent over the dog bowl, only to be jerked back by the chains holding them to her collar. She was suddenly mindful of her discomfort again. She hadnβt been able to straighten her arms for hours, now, and the urge to stretch her elbows was driving her crazy. Marie tried to focus on the food, which was fragrant and delicious and which she was eating way too fast, but her mind kept wandering. Would he let her spend the night again? She could get all her homework done tomorrow, if she was diligent, and it would be totally worth it if heβd fuck her again tonight, and hold her like he had last night as she fell asleep.
Before she knew it, Marie found herself licking the bowl clean. Sheβd scarfed her dinner down with undignified haste, and blushed rosily as she realized her Master had probably only taken a few civilized bites by now. She really was just like his pet. Well, in for a pound…Marie thought, and shuffled on her knees over to his chair to lay her head on his knee. She held her breath, hoping for some sign of approval from him, and sure enough, a moment later she felt his hand resting lightly on her head. Another moment passed, and he stroked her hair. Marie felt her chest expand with happiness.
Several minutes later, he gently tugged on her hair to get her to sit up. He held a glass of water for her while she drank, waiting until she had finished it. He, she saw, was drinking from an expensive-looking bottle of red wine. A few more minutes passed while he savored his wine, then he stood and retrieved a clean dishcloth, wet it, and came back to clean Marieβs face. She blushed anew. She certainly hadnβt been worried about keeping her face clean while she ate, she realized now. She was vaguely surprised that he did it silently, making no attempt to humiliate her further. Was that because he had more challenges in store for her later this evening?
Marie watched as her Master performed only the most rudimentary clean-up of the kitchen. Leaving the dishes for later didnβt seem like his style, and she smiled to herself, imagining that he was in a hurry to play some more with herβhis toy.
She wasnβt far off, if sheβd known it. The impromptu blow job in the bathroom might as well have never happened for all the difference it made to his cock, which was again hard as a rock. He deliberately kept the wine bottle in one hand while he freed Marieβs leash from the table leg and led her into the living room. He knew from experience that if he had a few more swallows heβd be able to last a lot longer, and he definitely wanted to drag this next experience out as long as possible.
Leaving Marie kneeling in front of his oversized arm chair, he set the wine down on the end table there and went upstairs to get a few supplies. He was pleased to see, on his way back down, that her eyes hadnβt strayed from the stairway; she was avidly watching for his return. The apprehension in her gaze was adorable, and as he sat in the chair in front of her he took a moment just to look her over. Then he leaned forward and unlocked the chains at her wrists.
He watched her eyes fill with tears as she tried, with excruciating slowness, to straighten her arms for the first time in hours. He let her struggle for a moment, then he reached for her hands, saying, βItβs easier if you do it all at onceββand yanked her arms straight before she could react.
Marie gasped, but as the blood flowed freely into her stiff joints, she saw that he was right. She flexed her arms for a few minutes, unable to keep back a sigh of pleasure as the pain and stiffness eased.
She wasnβt going to be relieved for long. βTurn around,β he ordered suddenly, βand give me your hands.β She obeyed, turning her back to him and holding her hands behind her. He cuffed them together, then used a leather cinch heβd brought down on her upper arms just above her elbows, pulling it tight and watching her shoulder blades point out and her back arch, hearing her gasp. He bent to unlock the short chain between her ankles then said, βFace me.βPerfect. His little pet, arching her back to relieve the strain on her arms, looked as if she were presenting her tits for his pleasure. He was also surprised and pleased to see that sheβd spread her knees apart after heβd unlocked them, and he could already see the telltale sheen of moisture on her pussy. She was panting, but whether it was from arousal or the pain in her bound arms he couldnβt tell. He leaned back in the chair and took a sip of wine, then said, βWhat did you think about today, Princess?β
Her eyes flickered up to his–then she lowered them modestly. βI missed you, Sir,β she said quietly.
He wasnβt going to let her off the hook that easily. βAnd did you like cleaning the house for me?β
Marie only debated for a secondβheβd know if she lied, she reasonedβbut she couldnβt look at him.. βNo, Sir.β
βWhy not?β
βIt wasβI was bored, Sir,β she stammered. He could tell she wanted to add something, so he waited. βButβbut Iβll be happy to do it again, Sir, if you let me.β
βWhy is that, Princess?β
βBecause I likeβ¦obeying your orders, Sir.β Her voice nearly died at the end of her reply, but he was satisfied. This must be the result of the epiphany sheβd seemed to have in the bathroom earlier. Unquestionably, sheβd been angry with him before he came home, but now she seemed to have come to a better understanding, and acceptance, of her role as his petβall on her own. However, it couldnβt hurt to give her some additional encouragement.
βAnd I like giving them to you, pet,β he said, smiling at her. βYou did very well today.β
He watched her face glow with happiness for a moment, then he brought out the nipple clamps. These were a different pair than the one sheβd worn last night; they had a gentler bite, but came adorned with tacky pink plastic hearts that dangled on a thin, short chain about an inch and a half long. Remembering her face as sheβd looked at the purple, heart-shaped paddle in the store, he guessed that wearing these would humiliate his princess more than wearing the plain ones had. Indeed, she looked chagrined at the sight of them, but bravely maintained her posture, her chest still thrust towards him invitingly. He took advantage of that for a few minutes, fondling and teasing, and she didnβt flinch from him even when he twisted and pulled her nipples, although she winced and whimpered a little. He even slapped her breasts a few times, noting that they were just large enough to bounce when he did it. This was going to be great.
Her face flamed as he attached the clips and she felt the dangling hearts brushing against the underside of her breasts. He thought heβd never get tired of seeing that blush. He jiggled her breasts, just to rub it in a little, then very deliberately removed his pants and boxers and leaned back in the chair. Her eyes went wide at the sight of his fully-erect cock, and she actually licked her lips, making him want to laugh. βClimb on, princess,β he said, some of his amusement leaking into his voice.
She looked at him like she wasnβt sure he was serious, then stood up eagerly and way too fast. She teetered for a moment, throwing one foot behind her to catch her balance, then more carefully moved toward his chair. He helped her, reaching for her waist and settling her over his lap, her knees balanced on the chairβs seat on either side of him. There was plenty of room for her legs on the wide seat, and she looked down into his face as she hovered there, leaning forward slightly to keep her balance. Her pussy, visibly wet, was mere inches from his upthrust cock, and they were both breathing heavily already. βTwo rules, Princess,β he said, his voice rough with arousal. βFirst, you can come as much as you wantβbut you have to tell me, every time. Second, I want to see theseββ he flicked the dangling hearts on her nipple clamps ββin motion. If they stop moving, weβre done. And, Princess, break either rule, and I will punish you.β
He watched her shudder with desire at his words. βYes, Master,β she said, her voice as hoarse as his. He gripped her hips and helped her lower herself onto him, inch by pleasurable inch. As their hips finally met, he felt her grinding against him, finally stimulating her clit, which had been aching all day to be touched. But, mindful of rule number two, she didnβt linger there, but started to ride him, rising up on her knees, then sinking down and taking his whole length again. It was hard, because with her hands bound behind her, she could rely only on her leg muscles both for balance and to move over him. Her tummy muscles clenched with her efforts to keep upright and not tip forward or backward.
Sheβd only humped him twice when she suddenly threw her head back, moaning, βOh, oh God, Sir, Iβm going to come!β Her cry ended on a gasp and he felt her clench on him, felt the rush of moisture where their bodies were joined, and it was all he had not to come himself. βKeep fucking meβkeep going, Princess,β he rasped, restraining himself from grabbing her hips and setting his own rhythm. She started humping him furiously as she rode out her orgasm, her head back and her mouth open, and he watched a fiery blush spread over her face and down her chest. She didnβt seem to be breathing, but just as he was going to intervene, she sucked in a huge breath of air and slowed down slightly.
The slower speed was almost better. He could have sworn she was clenching on him each time she rose up, her pussy squeezing every inch of him as if it were afraid to let go. He had no idea if she was doing it on purpose or not, but that, combined with the sight of the clamps bouncing on her chest, had him close to coming again within a few seconds. He couldnβt resist reaching up to pull on the clamps, and that set her off again, and as she started to come she cried, βSir, oh, I canβt help it, Iβm comββ Again, she lost the end of her sentence as her whole body tensed in rapture. It lasted even longer this time, and when it finally stopped he was gripping the arms of the chair in a desperate attempt to hold back his own orgasm.
She didnβt slow this time, but continued to fuck him rhythmically, at an almost frantic pace. She was putting all she had into it, slamming her pelvis down onto him with each thrust. Her whole body was covered with a sheen of sweat and her face was beet red. Her thighs must have been burning by now, but she obviously had more in her. He wondered what some dirty talk would do to her, so he tried it, growling, βOh, yeah, fuck me, you horny little cunt! You canβt help yourself, can you? Such a dirty slut!β
It workedβshe howled as she started to come again, just barely managing to gasp out, βComβcoming!β before her pussy contracted like a vise. He felt her squirting again and suddenly couldnβt help himself any longer. He grabbed her hips and started slamming her down onto his cock himself, grunting as he neared his climax. She had recovered somewhat and tried to urge him on, saying, βYes, Master, Iβm your dirty slut!ββand then she felt his hot load filling her, and lost herself again. He might not have seen it, so lost was he in the throes of orgasm, but that she lost her balance, tipping backwards as she closed her eyes against the surprising onslaught of pleasure. He had to quickly shift his grip to keep her upright, and even as he experienced his final shudders of pleasure, he was thinking of how much heβd enjoy teaching his slave a lesson about breaking the rules.
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The Way I Dreamed It
Part 1
Chapter 8
Hinata was in bed, she stirred for a while then she opened her eyes. She noticed that Naruto was not in bed, then she began to smell some smoke, then the screaming began. She got up and walked out right away she noticed Hanabi right away as she was looking around the corner looking at something while she held Yuki in her arms.
βHanabi . . . . . . What are you looking at?β asked Hinata.
βNaruto . . . . . . Iβve been watching him trying to make breakfast, but heβs burned everything, itβs kind of funny watching him try;β Said Hanabi.
Hinata walked around the corner and towards Naruto.
βNaruto Iβll make breakfastβ said Hinata as she walked towards him with Hanabi behind her.
βB-but . . .β
βNaruto itβs ok, just because Iβm pregnant doesnβt mean I canβt do anything, alrightβ Naruto just nodded at her as he took a seat and waited for her to make breakfast.
As Hinata began to make breakfast there was a knock on the door. Since Naruto was not doing anything he decided to go and answer it.
As Naruto opened the door there in front of him was the one person he didnβt want to see; In front of him stood Jiraiya with the biggest grin.
Jiraiya looked in to the apartment with wide eyes; Naruto noticed and decided to close the door.
βWhat do you what?β asked Naruto.
βWhat do you mean what, you know exactly whatβ said Jiraiya with what Naruto remember to be his perverted face.
βYou Dawg, why didnβt you tell me you finally got it onβ said Jiraiya.
βDo you actually think I would tell you thatβ said Naruto.
βTsunade told me how everything happened, you are one sly dawg, you made her yours on her birthday, I could only imagine what you guys talked about up in the cliff that would make her want you. This will definitely make a great story for my bookβ said Jiraiya.
Naruto just stood there looking at him annoyed.
βYouβve definitely become like your sensei, youβve definitely become a chick magnet, so with how many have you done it with and how many at a time?β said Jiraiya.
βWHAT? Hinata is the only one and always will beβ said Naruto.
βRiiiiiight, donβt try to lie to me . . . . . . I just saw you had two girls in there . . . . . . Come on give me some dirtβ said Jiraiya.
βI donβt”β Naruto didnβt finish as the door opened.
βNaruto, Hinata said that breakfast is readyβ said Hanabi.
Jiraiya looked at Hanabi then at Naruto with a huge grin, Hanabi then went inside.
βSheβs a pretty one, but she looks a bit young then again youβre young yourself so I guess itβs fine. So you had two of them last night huβ said Jiraiya with a proud face.
βWhat?β said Naruto.
βIβm so proud of youβ said Jiraiya playfully as he patted Naruto on the back.
βThatβs Hanabi, sheβs Hinataβs sisterβ said Naruto.
βWhoβs Hinata?β asked Naruto.
βMy fianc?said Naruto.
βYOUR WHAT!!!!?β screamed Naruto.
βYou heard me?β
βNaruto how could you throw your life away like that, youβre still to young, your throwing away countless years of fooling around away, think about all those pretty girls you can be withβ said Jiraiya.
βLooks like I was wrong, he didnβt become like his sensei, if heβd became anything like me he would take full advantage of his good looksβ thought Jiraiya.
βI love Hinata and I want her to be the only one, I thought you said Tsunade told you everything!!!!!!!!!!β said Naruto.
βYeah, now that I think about it she did seem to keep talking after she told me that you had sex, but a part of me was just so proud of you that my mind didnβt take in anything else she saidβ said Jiraiya.
βOh god Iβm ganna guess that he doesnβt know that Hinata is pregnant, if he took the news that Iβm getting married bad I wonder how heβll take this oneβ thought Naruto.
βHinata is pregnantβ Naruto said bluntly.
The two just stood there in silent taking in what Naruto said for about twenty seconds.
βSo old Jiraiya is going to be a grandpaβ said Jiraiya.
Naruto was a bit shocked; he never thought that he would say something like that.
βYouβre not madβ said Naruto.
βOf course not, itβs your life what ever makes you happy makes me happyβ said Jiraiya.
βWait did you say grandpaβ asked Naruto.
βYeah, over the years youβve become like a son to me, I look forward to itβ said Jiraiya.
βThatβs good . . . . . . I thinkβ said Naruto.
βSo now having said that how was she in bed, was she good, was she alright, was she wild or passionate, was she kinky, how tight was she?β said Jiraiya again with that huge perverted grin.
Naruto became stiff and got a blush on his face at what he was asking him, because the moment he finished asking the memories of what happened that night came back to him.
Just by his reaction Jiraiya knew what type she was.
βOhh sheβs a screamer isnβt sheβ asked Jiraiya.
All Naruto could do was blush.
βSheβs wild, and naughty, and a screamer. Just thinking about it makes me want to have one right now, Naruto you are one luck bastardβ said Jiraiya.
βALL RIGHT THATβS IT!!! Iβm going inside, my breakfast is getting coldβ said Naruto not wanting to talk with Jiraiya any more.
Naruto went inside and Jiraiya left; it was only till he was far away from his apartment when he remembered something.
The words he said to Naruto kept replaying in his mind, so old Jiraiya is going to be a grandpa.
βThose are the exact words I said last time to Minato, holy crap speaking of Minato I totally forgot the reason why I went to find Naruto, I was so caught up on the other topic I forgot about thisβ thought Jiraiya as he looked down on the scroll in his hand.
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Naruto was sitting eating his breakfast with Hinata and Hanabi, when Hanabi said something.
βWho was that old man?β said Hanabi.
βThat was my sensei, Jiraiyaβ said Naruto.
βWhat did he want?β asked Hinata.
βOh . . . he wanted to congratulate us on the babyβ he said not wanting to tell her the truth.
Hinata immediately blushed, sure her friends and other people knew that she was pregnant but it was how she got pregnant that made her blush, knowing that people knew that she had sex with Naruto is what embarrassed her the most.
βAlright, you guys ready to goβ asked Naruto.
βYeahβ said Hinata.
βYour still not going to tell us where were goingβ asked Hanabi.
Naruto only shock his head as they walked out the door.
βIf I told them where were going they surely refuse to goβ thought Naruto.
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The three walked through the streets of Konoha as they head towards the unknown destination; well at least to Hanabi and Hinata. As they walked Naruto could feel three people following them, but he knew whom they were, he just didnβt know why they were following them, When Naruto was about to tell the three to come out when someone stepped in front of him.
βYou againβ said Naruto as Jiraiya stood in front of him.
βNaruto we need to talkβ said Jiraiya.
βWe already talkedβ said Naruto.
βYeah well what we talked about wasnβt really what we needed to talk about, I just completely forgot about what I needed to tell youβ said Jiraiya.
βOK so spill itβ said Naruto.
βI think we should talk in privateβ said Naruto.
βComeβ said Jiraiya as they walked about fifteen feet away from the girls.
Before they even began to talk Naruto was already annoyed by the three sets of eyes spying on him.
βAll right that itβs you can come out, I know youβre their Konohamaru I can sense youβ Yelled Naruto to some nearby crates.
βWHAT?β . . . . The genjutsu was dispelled and Konohamaru and his team came out.
βHOW THE HELL DID YOU KNOW? . . . . . . This is a very powerful genjutsu I just learned, not even the Hokage knew I was spying on herβ said Konohamaru.
βUh either Iβm getting old or that was definitely a powerful genjutsu, I didnβt even sense it, but Naruto did hu . . . . . . Wait did he just say that even Tsunade could sense him, interestingβ thought Jiraiya with a perverted grin.
Naruto paid not attention to Konohamaru he turned around to see Hinata and Hanabi talking with Kiba who had just arrived, so he decided to finish the conversation with these idiots.
βLook Iβm in a hurry so tell me what you wantβ said Naruto.
At the same time both Konohamaru and Jiraiya started to say something.
βHey he was talking to meβ said Jiraiya.
βYeah well I need to talk to him toβ said Konohamaru.
βI can listen to both of you, just hurry upβ said Naruto.
βNaruto I just wanted to give you thisβ said Jiraiya.
βOhβ said Naruto as he took the scroll from him.
βNaruto are you with themβ asked Konohamaru as he pointed to Hinata and Hanabi.
βYes . . . . . . What is this scrollβ asked Naruto.
βItβs from your parentsβ said Jiraiya.
βMy parents? Do you know who they are?β asked Naruto.
βWhat are their names?β asked Konohamaru.
βYes I know them, you will learn everything you need to from the scrollβ said Jiraiya.
βHinata and Hanabiβ said Naruto
βNiceβ said Konohamaru.
βThis is getting confusingβ Udon whispered to Moegi with a bored face.
Naruto put the scroll in his pocket.
βArenβt you going to read itβ asked Jiraiya.
βNot right now, I already told you Iβm busyβ said Naruto.
βNaruto, which one is she?β asked Konohamaru as he pointed at Hanabi.
βIf you like I can tell you who your parents are, and then you can find out other things from the scrollβ
βUhm sure, thatβs Hanabiβ said Naruto.
βNaruto . . . . . . Your mother was a kunoich by the name of Uzumaki Kushina . . . . . . And your father was . . . . . . Was Namikaze Minato . . . . . . The fourth Hokageβ said Jiraiya.
Naruto was stunned by the news; he just stood there in silence.
βHey Naruto can you introduce me toββ Konohamaru didnβt finish as it barely sunk in what Jiraiya said.
Naruto looked over to Hinata and Hanabi only to see Kiba lying on the floor, and then his thoughts went back to what Jiraiya just told him, suddenly a smile sprouted on his face as he began to walk towards Hinata and Hanabi.
βUhhh I guess he needs time to thinkβ said Jiraiya as he turned to look at Konohamaru.
βWas that the reason you had us spying on Naruto, just so you could know who that girl wasβ yelled Moegi as she hit Konohamaru on the head and left along with Udon. Konohamaru was about to leave as well when Jiraiya held him back.
βWhere do you think your goingβ said Jiraiya.
βWhat do you want old manβ asked Konohamaru.
βShow me that genjutsu of yourβ
βWhat? . . . Why?β asked Konohamaru.
βDo really want to know?β asked Jiraiya.
Konohamaru only nodded his head with a huge grin on it; he already had a clue on what he wanted it for seeing as how Naruto had already told him about Jiraiya.
βThis kid is kind of like Naruto, but different at the same time . . . . . . I wonder if . . . . . . maybe just maybe I finally found my successorβ thought Jiraiya as he could easily see the perverseness in Konohamaru.
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βWhy is Kiba on the floorβ asked Naruto as he reached the girls.
βHe was all over Hinata and flirting with her, then I just told him that she was pregnant and he faintedβ said Hanabi.
βOhβ said Naruto as they went on their way.
As they continued to walk, the route looked awfully familiar to Hinata and thatβs when she figured it out.
βNaruto-kun . . . . . I β I . . . I donβt want to goβ said Hinata a bit worried.
βSo you found out where were goingβ said Naruto.
βTo the Hyuga Compoundβ said Hinata.
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Lucas, your average high school student, and Isabelle, a French foreign exchange student, have been friends for years, but that is al goingl change soon…
This is a continuation from chapter 1
It was 7 on a Friday morning in July when Karla work up at her house in Islip, NY for school…
James never thought this could happen in real life!
A/N: Hey guys! This is my first story so feel free to leave any criticism, (it starts slow but trust me I think it’s worth it) I’ve read these forums since I was 11 and I’ve hated watching them slowly die as activity decreased. I decided if I wanted to see some good stuff on here I might as well contribute and hit two birds with one stone. Hopefully I can become a frequent poster here, everything I’ll post will be original and I hope you enjoy!
The sexy young teen becomes accustomed to her life as a sexual slave to her brother and his friends. The boys begin to live out their wildest fantasies.
She let me go, and as the rain had stopped, we started making our way out of the park and towards the party. Unfortunately, words cannot describe the joy that was going through my mind then, I had just made out with one of the most beautiful girls in our school.
I just didn’t know if we where a couple yet, girlfriend and boyfriend. I didn’t know how to ask her if we where, or if we could be. I guess that if I just let it be like this, we would just turn out to be a couple anyway.
My phone rang, I pulled it out of my phone and it was Mike. “Hey man, you with Beth?” he said loudly, due to heavy music and talking in the background. “Yeah, i’m coming to the party now. Listen, go and talk to Michelle, tell her i’m bringing someone with me, and that the security should let her in.”
“I can’t hear you man, it’s really loud in here. Look, i’ll see you soon, just hurry up.” he said, right before hanging up. I tried calling him back but he didn’t answer, bastard keeps his phone on vibrate.
“Alright, we’ve got a problem..” I said, looking down towards Bethany. “What?” she said curiously. “I can’t get you into the party.”
“What!? What do you mean? Why are we still going? You’re just going to leave me?” she asked with a slight tone of anger. “No no no.. I’ll sneak you in, I wasn’t invited last year and I snuck in. Trust me.” I demanded.
“Look, Smithy..” she sighed, “I don’t want to be kicked out, I hate being the centre of attention.” she said nervously. I suddenly grabbed her arm and stopped her, I lowers my hands and held hers, “I promise you, if anything happens I’ll tear the party down.” I said, before leaning in an placing a gently kiss on her lips. “Anyway, me and Michelle and friends, she’ll let you in, I promise.” I said, kissing her on the lips again.
As we came out of the kiss, she smiles and we moved our faces back, I held her hand as we started walking. We weren’t far from the party, maybe 10 minutes left. I finally felt like I was loved, like my 16 years of loneliness was gone. I knew I probably wouldn’t get in her pants any time soon, but that didn’t matter, and I wanted to make sure that she knew.
We arrived at Michelle’s house, a huge 15 room mansion if you will. Something that you would see in the movies. Parked outside was a Mercedes Benz and an Audi TT. Since Michelle was 17, she had gotten an Audi TT for her birthday, the spoiled bitch. I stopped with Bethany near the house and started looking around, then I ran away around the house towards the back, Bethany holding my hand as we ran. We got to the back of the house, it was a long run, the house has a massive garden. The garden is surrounded by hedges and 7ft brick walls, this was no challenge for me, I could have been straight up there, but I grabbed Bethany by her waist and pushed her up towards the edge. She grabbed onto the edge of the wall, and with my assistance, climbing the wall was no hassle. She sat on the wall whilst I covered and was on the other side in several seconds. I looked up at Bethany and raised my hands to her, she slowly came down into my arms, I continued to hold her up as I swivelled around laughing.
She wrapped her legs around and laughed with me, “My gentlemen.” she proclaimed, smiling at me. She lowered her head to me and we kissed for a minute or so, stopping every other second to give each other compliments.
Once we finished kissing, I let her down onto her feat and we just continued to hold each other and look into each other’s eyes. The scenery and lighting was beautiful, statues and carefully trimmed pillar hedges covered in the blue dims of exotic lighting. “You’re the sweetest guy I’ve ever met.. But..” she said, with a hesitated ending. “But what?” I asked, a little shocked. “I have to tell you something, I’m not the kind of girl you would expect. I’m not like other girls. I wa-..” she said, before being interrupted by a beautiful kiss on the lips, lasting around 20 seconds.
“I am exactly the kind of guy you want, we’ll take it slow, I promise.” I said to her, with a sweet facial expression. She just smiled at me, it was the happiest I had ever seen her. The smile was interrupted by a passionate make-out session, lasting several minutes.
Once the kiss broke up, we held hands and walked to the front of the garden, where around 80 people where dancing, talking and having fun. There was a large swimming pool directly in the middle of the house, although it wasn’t in the ground, it was a wooden one, still pretty large, at least 5ft deep and 10 meters in length. Walking towards the main party, holding hands with Bethany, we caught Mike’s eye. He lifted a large bottle of Strong Bow and shouted “SMITHY SPLITHY” which was a stupid nickname I was called when I was high. BEthany saw her group of friends, whispered that she would see me later, kissed me on the cheek and walked away. I watched her walking away, skipping almost, admiring her wonderful and beautiful ass bounce with every step.
“Smithy booooy!” I heard coming from one corner of the garden. Followed by a hurl of at least 20 lads chanting beer songs with my name in them. I was handed a beer by Jake and the chants began. “Weeeee like to drink with Smithy, cuz’ Smithy is a mate, and when we drink with Smithy, he likes to down in 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Waaaaaayyyyy!” Basically, if you don’t have that drinking chant in your town or whatever, someone starts by saying “We like to drink with -name-, because -name- is a mate” And then everyone else joins in on the rest of the chant, and from 8 – 1 you have to down the drink that you are holding.
(It may sound shit reading it, but if you have heard the chant in person then you know the rhythm to it, otherwise it’s shit π )
Once we finished with the get drunk quick chants, me, Mike and Jake walked inside to roll a joint. We each rolled a personal 1gram joint, and whilst we where doing so.. “So Smithy my boy, done anything with Beth? Fingered her?” said Jake. “Aye shut up man, you heard him. He said he actually likes her. Respect his decision.” said Mike. I gave Mike an approving nod, then continued to roll my joint. “Well I think we are a couple now, we made out a couple times, shared some nice words etcetera.” I said, pretty chuffed with myself. “There’s my boy, finally lost your oral virginity.” said Jake, I didn’t mind it, we all laughed at the fact that someone like me could have been in such a stupid position in the first place. “So what should I do next? She said she’ll meet me later on, should I ask for her number, invite her to the movies or something? I can’t take her to my house, remember.” I said, finishing rolling my joint.
“Well you’ve made out with her, you’ve finished now. No more struggling mate. Just keep what your doing up and you’ll soon have her fallen for you. Make up an excuse that your parents are having guests over tonight, say that you can’t take her back to yours.” said Mike, also finishing his joint. “Fuck.. I can’t go back to her’s either.. I did some stupid shit guys.” I said, placing the joint in-between my lips.
Mike and Jake had also placed the joint in-between their lips, and had already lit up by this point. “I climbed through her window, long story don’t ask. Her dad thought I was a robber and tried to hit me or something, I got on top of him and Beth walked out of the shower half naked. Some fucked up shit.” I said whilst extending my right hand, retrieving a lighter from Jake.
I raised the lighter, flicked it, toked it and lit it up. Taking several drags to make sure it wouldn’t go out, I tossed the lighter back to Jake. I leant back into the expensive looking grey leather couch, which was incredibly comfy may I add. “Alright, well see if you can stay here or something, your friends with Michelle aren’t you, and this place has like 80 bedrooms so that’ll be no problem.” said Jake, before starting to blow perfect smoke rings. “What about my parents?”
“Tell her your staying at mine, I’ll call my mum and tell her to cover us.” said Mike. Oh, did I forget to mention that Mike’s mother was the coolest 35 year old on the planet, she got pregnant at 19 with her highschool sweetheart, and they have been together since. She is also a fucking babe, probably where Mike get’s his looks from. We know that she has been on the Page 3 modelling nude, but she used a fake name so we cant find her, damn.
“Sounds like a pla-.. Fuck, I forgot condoms, and anyway, I told her that we will take it slow?” I said, taking several tokes from my joint. “Dude what the fuck? Take it slow?” said Jake. “Shut up Jake, take it slow is girl talk for fuck me passionately, am I right Smithy?” said Mike. “Yeah I guess soβ¦ Condoms?” Mike then immediately leaned forward, reaching into his back pocket and pulled out several Durex condoms, handing them to me and patting my hand as I take them. “This is your night bro.”
Then we did something I have never done or thought about, Mike held out his joint facing upwards in between the three of us and said “To Smithy.” Me and Jake looked at each other for a second, then copied Mike, without me actually saying the words. We laughed about what we did, then got up, I opened my drinks and headed out to the garden to the lads. Some girls where swimming in the pool, not from our school, or age group. They seemed to be at least 20 years old, with older guys too. Rocking bod’s. I guess I would ATTEMPT to hit on one, but I had other things in mind. I scouted the area in search of Bethany, I couldn’t find her and just continued to drink and talk to some lads. I got a phone call ‘Unknown’ and answered. “Smithy!” It was Jake. “Smithy don’t freak out, facing the start of the pool, turn right and come to the end of the house, come quick!” and then he hung up. I grabbed Mike’s arm and told him to come with me, and I ran with Mike following me. He wasn’t in the rugby team any more, all the weed that he smoked was making him lazy and unfit, although he did appear like an athlete.
I arrived to see Jake, Bethany, some guy called Timmy and a small crowd of people. Timmy was Bethany’s Ex, they had broken up several weeks ago for a reason that Beth hadn’t told me. Timmy appeared extremely drunk, he was holding Bethany’s arm and acting incredibly conscious, “You cheat on me you ungrateful bitch, after all I do for you this is how you repay me!” shouted Timmie, he stuttered every other word. Bethany slapped him and Timmie slapped her back very aggressively, Bethany was pushed backwards towards the wall, holding the side of the face that was hit. There was now a crowd gathered around the to of them like a fight scene. Timmie grabbed her arm again, probably going for another strike when I shouted “Hey you piece of shit!” He looked straight at me, within half a second of turning his head I planted a beautiful right hook into his jaw. From what I had learnt in biology, if your head twists with speed and is flicked back into position (the motion of whiplash after a punch) is what knocks a person out. Now I must have whiplashed the shit out of him because out of instinct he threw a punch at me, but he was half knocked out. It was genuinely an amazing sight to watch.
He threw a punch whilst being knocked out, falling backwards. He wasn’t unconscious, but still knocked out, he was moaning and holding his jaw. What I found out several days later is that I cracked his jaw. This wasn’t anything special to me, this was a regular rugby match to me. But it was special to Bethany, and that’s all that mattered.
The security immediately came and grabbed me, pulling me away but to my luck everyone protested and security let me go. After hearing everyone the two security guards escorted Timmie out of the building. I didn’t even look to see anything that happened afterwards, this is all I have heard from friends. As soon as security released me, I was straight with Bethany holding her. I pulled her away inside to the same place me, Jake and Mike smoked our joints and talked. She immediately pounced onto me and she was ontop of me on the ouch, lying down making out within seconds. We made out for several minutes, I could feel the bulge in my jeans growing. I wasn’t anything special, I didn’t understand how people had small penis’s. I had measured before, and from base to tip, I hit 7 inches. It was about two and a half fingers wide as well. Usually conversations came up with other guys about penis size, when I mentioned mine they all said I was lying. This meant that they had small penis’s, thus disbelieving my size. This gave me fantastic charisma for whenever the time came for me to finally have sex.
Im sure by this time, Bethany had felt my bulge as she reached down and grabbed it through my jeans. She toyed around with it for a while, and I gotta’ tell you. Even through jeans, masturbation is nothing to this. I tried to take my mind off things, I didn’t want to cum so I thought about homework and shit that turned me off. This turns out a treat, and to this day, keeps me going for a good 15 minutes of intense shit.
“What you did was amazing.” she said, grabbing me by the shirt and pulling me forward, I leant forward and she pulled my shirt over my head. Incase any of you don’t know, when you lie down, your abdominal muscles are the ones that pull your neck and head up. When I looked at her, my pride and glory toned up beautifully. My full 6 pack that I wad been working on the whole of last year had payed off. Bethany placed her hands on my bare chest, leant forward and continued to make out with me, she slowly went down, kissing my neck to my chest, stomach and finally. She unzipped my jeans, I lifted my ass so she could pull down my jeans, which she did along with my boxers, flinging up my fully erect penis. I went back to thinking of stupid shit as she began to lick the tip of my penis.
“Woooooooaaaahh YES SMITHY!” I heard from the door, it was the left winger from the rugby team. I instantly pointed my finger at him, and shouted “GET THE FUCK OUT!” with the fiercest voice I have ever heard, I didn’t even know it belonged to me. The winger instantly left, laughing to himself as to sipped on his beer bottle. Bethany quietly chuckled to herself before returning to my penis. She started to lick the tip of it, looking into my eyes whilst she did so with the most adorable face. After a good 20 seconds of licking, she took my mushroom-tip into her mouth. she closed all available holes and sucked a good’n on my tip, swirling her tongue around like an epileptic with a hose pipe. God it felt good.
I was moaning, and so was she. I never understood why a girl moaned when performing sexual goods for man that did nothing for themselves, but anyway, I liked it. She then began to take a bit more of my penis into her mouth, she was a small girl, I didn’t expect pornstar deep-throat standards anyway. She only managed to take about 4 inches of my cock, max. Oh well, the tip is the only sensitive part anyway, and besides, I loved every part of it. After about 5 minutes, being my first time, I had that familiar feeling. The tingling in the tip and the very slight burning sensation in shaft. With a few moans, I mustered the strength to say “Oh baby, i’m gonna’ cum.” As she heard this, she immediately pulled her head out to my disappointment. I hated touching my own cum, so I immediately my body up and ejaculated on the arm-stand of the couch. Never will I cum on my own chest.
I then leaned back into the couch, followed by Bethany lowering her head back onto my cock, sucking the juices from it like a vacuum. We both moaned, for a while, she then crawled up my body, placed her legs either side of my waist and sat directly on my crotch, lowered her head to me, inches away from my lips, she said “Taste’s sweet actually, it means you eat loads of fruit.”
I was pleased by what she said, not because I was a passionate and exotic fruit eater, but the fact that having sweet tasting semen meant that she would no longer pull out, but suck me dry. This gave me a smile stretching from ear to ear. She finally pressed her lips to mine, both of us smiling during the kissing.
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I came in from work to find Sarah already there with her best friend Lynne. Now Lynne was an attractive, lively blonde girl β about the same age as Sarah and they worked together. Nice figure, great C cup tits that I unfortunately had only seen through her clothes.
You need to read the first ten chapters first.
Shelley comes of age with help from a friend and her brother
A young man finds out the pleasure of helping the Party and finds hope for the future.
Well. This is my first story. Please tell tell how it was, I plan it to be the first of series. Thanks…. π
Picks up and contiues from Part 3 fairly close.
This is later in the story than the first part. Though, it is more of a spiritual successor.