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Fantasy

Cumsport, CH 1

This story will be a look inside the lives of the citizens of Cumsport, city of the future. This first chapter follows Kelly, a young slut as she travels from sexual encounter to another.

Fantasy

Jason’s Party

This is a fantasy I’ve always thought about. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy thinking about it

Fiction

One Step Ahead – Part 3

Starting to get into the sex. Lots more to come after this. Please let me know what you think. I appreciate the feedback whether it’s positive or negative.Part 3
Once I’d decided that I was going to get revenge on Mindy it felt as if a weight had been taken off my chest. I was going to find a way to release the rage and pain. I started going through my options for how to get back at Mindy.
The first thing that occurred to me was to physically overpower her. There was a unbelievable appeal to this; I was surprised how appealing the idea of controlling her was to me, but I was more than willing willing to work with it. Despite the initial appeal of the idea, the more I thought about it the more it seemed like it was iffy at best.
I had no desire to get into a war with Mindy where I would use my size and strength but she would use handcuffs or whatever else whenever I was sleeping. No, I needed to have something to hold over her head, I needed to find a way to make it so that should couldn’t retaliate.
Some sort of blackmail was the obvious solution, but I knew Mindy well enough to know her general actions on a day to day basis and I was fairly sure that she didn’t get up to anything worth blackmailing over. Besides, even if she was doing something, she was technically a single widow so how bad would it be? I doubted the repercussions would affect her even if I could dig something up.
I thought about financials too and while it was possible she was stealing money or something else that was wrong, it seemed incredibly unlikely. Mindy had cards with no limit and in her current life could do anything she wanted, she had no reason to steal anything. I also knew that she could just walk away if need be. My dad had made sure that Mindy would get enough money that she wouldn’t be strapped for cash for a long time, if ever, even if she left our lives completely.
I needed leverage that was undeniably wrong and associated with her as a person so she couldn’t just leave if the shit hit the fan. I figured the only thing like that would be a criminal record. It occurred to me that molestation was a criminal charge so what she was doing to ME was illegal… I was fairly sure that the age of consent in my state was 16 but there was no consenting in any of the things that Mindy had done to me. I needed to capture her in the act of abusing me.
I didn’t know yet how I wanted to go about catching Mindy in the act, but by my math I had some time to figure it out. My aunt and uncle would be home the following afternoon. I didn’t want a repeat of this morning so I’d just stay out overnight. I could crash at a hotel. So long as I was home before my aunt and uncle arrived I doubted that Mindy would make an issue out of it. That meant that if I could dodge tomorrow morning I would have two and a half weeks until my aunt and uncle were out of town again, leaving me alone with Mindy.
They were going to Japan or China or something for that trip and would be gone for two and a half weeks so I knew that I needed to have my plan figured by then or those two weeks would be a living hell for me.
I wasn’t sure where to begin looking for assistance on how to catch her but I knew someone who might know how to get me what I needed. I called my dad’s lawyer. I didn’t know Francis extremely well, but I knew him pretty well all things considered. He’d been at my birthday parties before and I know that my dad had considered him to be nearly family. Going to Francis to ask to put me in touch with someone who knew about covert surveillance would probably be an awkward conversation, but a 16 year old kid is probably a weird enough client that he’d just shrug it off to me being a teen boy. I was worried that maybe he’d tell my uncle, or, even worse, Mindy, but it was a risk I was willing to take so called him and to hell with the consequences.
His assistant answered after only a single ring. I asked her to put me through to him.
“Jason! This is an unexpected call. Before we get to what you’re calling about I want you to know that you don’t need to call my office. Let me give you my personal phone number, it’ll go right through unless I’m in a meeting or already on a call.”
He sounded genuinely happy to hear from me which emboldened me to get down to business.
“I’ll make sure to do so in the future. Francis, I have a couple of questions for you that are not in and of themselves wrong, but before I ask I need to know if our conversations will be passed on to anyone else.”
He paused for a few seconds as if to gather his thoughts before replying, “Jason, your relationship with your lawyer is one of the few relationships where you can tell me literally anything and be confident that I won’t say a word to another soul. After your father’s passing I’ve considered myself to be your lawyer. My invoices are paid by your accounts and any of our conversations, no matter the content, will remain between you and I without another soul knowing. Not your uncle. Not your aunt. Not your step mom. I really mean that. I hope that we have years left to work together, and I hope that we can be friends, but know that regardless of that nothing you tell me will ever be passed on to another soul.”
I didn’t quite breathe a sigh of relief, but I wanted to. “Well I’m very glad to hear that. I don’t think that I have any business secrets that can’t get out and I have no mistresses to hide from my wife, but I’m glad to know that when my life is at its worst I’ll have one place I can surely go.
“I have two questions to put to you. The first question is when are you free to grab a lunch. I’ve been out of touch with what’s happening and I’d really appreciate if you could take a few hours to explain to me where my business stands, how my finances are, and anything else you might think is pertinent for me to know. Second, I’d really appreciate if you could put me in contact with a PI who specializes in covertly, and remotely capturing evidence.”
“As to the first, I’m sure that we can make that happen as soon as this Friday, but I’ll have my assistant give you a call when we finish and she can give you more definite dates. I’ll make sure she knows it’s a priority to find a time that is convenient for you. As to the second, a few names are coming to mind but I’ll ask around to make sure I find the best. Are you looking to hire their services or just get a consult? If you’re looking to hire we can handle that for you,” Francis replied.
“I think that right now I’m only looking to get a consult but if I need to hire them for anything I’ll be sure to let you know,” I said.
We said our goodbyes then he put me on with his assistant to find a good date to get some lunch and learn about everything that was mine in this world (while I wanted to learn this I had other things on my mind so I pushed it out a few weeks). Not fifteen minutes after hanging up with his assistant I got a text message from Francis with the contact information for a PI.
I got a lot of good advice from the PI on how to monitor a room without anyone in it knowing that they were being watched and/or listened to. I was tempted to hire them to do the install but was afraid that my uncle would find out and ask hard to answer questions. Instead I just got them to order me what I needed.
After just a few hours I already had a plan mostly formulated and all that was left was to prepare it and then put it into action. I knew that everything had to be just perfect. I alternated between shaking with excitement at the prospect of succeeding in what I was planning and shivering with fear of failing or being found out.
I’d stayed out the night before my aunt and uncle got home. Mindy didn’t comment when I got home but she did give me a lascivious wink and a little shake of her ass. The first two parts of my plan were taking place simultaneously. The first was to begin preparations to catch Mindy. The second was to “allow” myself to be teased, but steadfastly ignore her. I needed her to be dying to push things even farther to get my attention.
Two weeks flew by. Summer always passes fast but this summer in particular seemed to skip June entirely and leap straight into July. After two weeks of close proximity to Mindy but not once slipping up and giving her the satisfaction of seeing me give in my lust I knew that she was again getting to a point of pushing the envelope. She started taking to wearing nothing but cut off shorts and a bikini top whenever my aunt and uncle weren’t around to witness it.
Her teasing started to pick up even when other people were present. I was watching a premiere league game with my uncle on afternoon (typical Yankee, I was a ManU fan and would often watch their games during the summer when hockey and football weren’t available), lying on the couch with my head on the armrest. My uncle was in a recliner at the end of the couch, on the end with my feet.
Mindy came into the room and made a little joke about boys and their sports (which was ironic because she was a die-hard Bears fan) then put her hands on my shoulders. I forced myself to not tense up at the unwelcome contact. My uncle joked back with her then went back to watching the game. As soon as his eyes left us she leaned down to rest her breasts against the top of my head then whisper into my ear, “Only a few more days then it’s just again sugar. You can’t stay out all the nights, eventually you’ll be mine.” She gave my ear a quick nibble and a kiss before straightening and walking out of the room.
I pretended to ignore her but in reality I was thinking to myself that she had quite the surprise in store for her if she thought that *I* was going to be *hers*.
After having two weeks fly by the last few days went at a crawl. I’d made all my preparations. I’d done more research over those two weeks than I’d done in the rest of my life combined. Now all I had to do was wait and examine and re-examine my plan looking for flaws.
The biggest weakness of my plan was that I needed her to *do* something before I had anything on her. There was generic teasing that she always did, but that was only inappropriate, not illegal. That meant that I’d need to suffer through another episode of her torturing me before I had anything on her. Every time I considered that my stomach would flip flop inside of me and I’d break out in cold sweats. I’d tell myself that it was only once more, but I was afraid that once more would be once more too many.
The day finally came when my aunt and uncle were leaving. They left early in the morning. Their driver was waiting to take them to the airport and Mindy and I were at the doors saying our goodbyes. As soon as the car was driving away Mindy took a step to get next to me, pressing her breasts against my arm and clutching me to her. She had her face pressed against my chest and she said in a voice only slightly louder than a whisper, “I’ve been waiting for this. You’re all mine for two weeks. I’m so very excited.”
I was staring down at the top of her head, daggers shooting out of my eyes, but I didn’t say a word to her. I knew this last day of waiting would kill me so instead of staying in the house I thought it’d be a good idea to head over to the Park and see if Keith, Larry and Tony were there. Sure enough, they were along with some other guys, playing pickup football.
I passed the day with them, although I don’t know that they were grateful for me to be on their team. To say I was distracted would be a huge understatement. I got home in the early evening and went straight to my room. I doubted I’d sleep anytime soon but sitting in my room would still be better than facing Mindy. I was scared to death of what I was about to put myself through, but excited at the prospect of maybe being only a day away from breaking out of the bondage she had put me in.
I hadn’t seen Mindy when I got home and she didn’t come into my room that evening. I must have checked to make sure everything was in place and in working order over a dozen times. I don’t know how I finally managed to get to sleep but I did. The last time I checked the clock there was a 4:30am staring right back at me.
Part of me had been nervous that she wouldn’t do anything to me the next morning (imagine that, nervous that she *wouldn’t* do something…) and that I’d have another day of anxiety. Those fears were unfounded. I jerked awake to feeling a pressure on top of me. Mindy had me handcuffed again, spread eagle on the bed. My waking conscious’ first thought, oddly enough, was to wonder how she’d managed to cuff me two different times without waking me.
Mindy was lying on directly on top of me, snuggling against my chest. She must have felt me wake up because she looked up at me with a cheshire cat grin on her face. She met my eyes and I felt simultaneously nervous and aroused. To my shame I could feel myself harden just meeting her eyes and seeing the passion there. I could also feel my heart skip a beat seeing that there was no mercy in those eyes.
She sat up so that she was sitting on my stomach reaching up to my head with her right hand and holding my head in place so that I couldn’t look away. She then bent down and kissed my left nipple, sucking it into her mouth and giving it a light bite. She kissed her way up my chest, up my the left side of my next until she was at my ear then she gave my ear the lightest of licks, almost as if her breath were somehow the thing actually giving the lick.
“I thought that maybe you would try to hide from me, I thought I’d have to wait a few days until you were brave enough to come back to my waiting arms, but here you are. I had no idea you would be so excited to see me again. We are going to have so much funnnnn,” she breathed into my ear. Her voice had grown in passion until the last words were almost a hiss.
Then she pressed her mouth against mine. I know it was technically a kiss but it felt more like a declaration of both passion and desperation. She kept kissing me but reached down with her left hand, grabbing hold of my hardness and squeezing it in her hand. She would pull her head away from kissing me just long enough to say a word or two so that her sentence came out in broken up gasps, “I can…feel…how hard…you are…waiting…for me…to ravish…youuuuu.”
Her hips had begun to grind against my abs. Her eyes had closed but mine hadn’t. I was mesmerized watching the passion in front of me. This was so different from the other times that it hadn’t sunk in yet that I was a still a victim. That thought crossed my mind, and, as if reading my thoughts, she abruptly stopped kissing me.
She sat straight up again and I noticed for the first time that she was completely nude. I forced myself not to drink in the sight of her but I would be lying to say that it wasn’t difficult to tear my eyes away. The problem with Mindy had certainly never been her beauty. She saw my attraction and it seemed as if that gave her energy, she drank in my brief appreciation, almost purring her approval of my looks.
She had never let go of my cock and been squeezing and pulling on it the whole time she’d been kissing me. She stopped now but only to slide herself down my body. She placed herself between my legs then looked me in the eyes. She no longer needed to hold my head to force me to watch, I couldn’t look away from her eyes and she dropped her head and put me into her mouth. She slowly sucked me into her mouth then I felt the scraping of her teeth against me as she pulled back off. It wasn’t very painful but it was a reminder that from here out this was likely not going to be a pleasant experience.
I was more worked up than I had realized because in only a few minutes I was already on the edge of an orgasm. She stopped her attentions to me, sitting back up. Instead of a painful squeeze to my balls this time she reached down to my feet and pinched the webbing between my big toe and the other toes on my right foot. It was certainly painful but distant enough from my cock that it didn’t do as much to reduce the orgasm.
That wasn’t the only way her “routine” had changed. She sat up on her knees looking down at me while I took deep breaths trying to calm my beating heart. For once she wasn’t looking me in the eyes but instead was looking at me as a whole. It wasn’t until later that I realized she was looking at me the same I had looked at her when I noticed her nudity.
I watched her hands which were pressed firmly against her rib cage just below her breasts. She ran her hands down pressing her palms against her sides, pushing them down to her hips then she slowly pushed her right hand to her groin. She moaned loudly when her finger made contact with her clit and as if someone had flipped a switch she immediately began to work on her clit in a frenzy. I’d never seen something so animalistic, something so sensual, and it turned me on to an almost painful extent watching her. In a way it was just as painful to watch and not be able to do anything as it had been when she was touching me.
She did that for a minute or an hour, I couldn’t tell how long it lasted but I also couldn’t stop watching. She stopped as suddenly as she had started immediately diving back down to bring me right back to the brink of orgasm. When I was almost there she lifted her knee up, kneeing me somewhat gently in the balls. Taking a knee somewhat gently to the balls still hurts like hell. She went back to rubbing herself, but this time not with the same frenzy.
She repeated this process multiple times but after the fifth or sixth time I could hear her quietly moaning to herself, “can’t cum, need to cum, can’t do it, need to cum.” It certainly looked to me like she was extremely close to cumming but maybe my perception was distorted by my own world enveloping need for release.
After the seventh or eighth time of her working on herself something in her snapped. She stopped rubbing herself and looked down at me. “You are going to make me CUM,” she said to me with something akin to anger in her voice.
She worked her way forward on her knees and I realized what she was planning. In a few more moments she was going to drop her hips and I would be buried in her. I was a virgin and maybe it shouldn’t have mattered after all the time she had spent blowing me, but the thought of losing my virginity this way was more distressing than anything else she had done to me. I had, of course, fantasized about losing my virginity. I had even fantasized about losing it to her some of the times she had me more worked up. Losing it this way was a nightmare, not a fantasy. I hadn’t realized how important it was to me until I was faced with the moment.
I started yanking against my restraints while shouting at her, “No! No! Please, PLEASE Mindy not that. Please don’t do that. PLEASE. It’s my first time Mindy, please!” Tears were forming in my eyes but my body wasn’t of the same opinion as my mind. My cock was as hard as ever and in a few more moments that would be the only happy part of me.
She paused when she heard that I was still a virgin. She looked at me and for a second I thought she was going to say something, for a moment I even thought that she would stop. Instead she grinned at me, I could see her face saying that she was relishing taking away my virginity.
She dropped herself onto me. She was incredibly wet. I slid all the way into her immediately. We both screamed. My voice was a mix of anguish and pleasure. Her voice was pure pleasure. She lifted her hips once and dropped them again then screamed that she was cumming. She repeated it over and over as if it were a miracle.
She lost herself to the orgasm, her hips started fucking against me, alternating between grinding and short thrusts. While her body shuddered with pleasure my own orgasm, withheld for so long, was on the verge of release. My entire body was tense, the cuffs on my wrists and ankles were cutting into my skin I was pulling so hard on them.
When my orgasm hit me I let out a wordless scream. It was one of the best orgasms, if not *the* best orgasm, of my life but there was no joy in it. I was screaming but not with pleasure. I’d just been raped and my own body didn’t have the decency to not enjoy it.
Mindy had no such qualms. As soon as my cum started spurting into her she started saying with wonder in her voice, “again, I’m cumming again.”
I can’t have been cumming very long but it felt like minutes on end. When my orgasm finally stopped my entire body collapsed, exhausted. Mindy was right behind me, falling flat onto my chest, my deflating cock still held within her pussy. We lay like that for a few minutes, both of us still breathing heavily until she sat up and gave me a kiss on the lips.
“I’ve needed that for a long, long time Jason. Thank you for being so accommodating. You’re just so sweet to me! Enjoy the rest of your day, I’ll see you tomorrow morning,” she said.
With that she set the cuffs to release in a few minutes, gave me a wink, and walked out of the room. I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling until well after the cuffs had unlocked. I’d known what was going to happen this morning, or, at least, I thought I had. I’d willingly put myself into this situation. Was it my fault that it had ended the way it did? I wasn’t sure. Certainly my greed had facilitated things going the way that they had.
Eventually I got out of bed. I pulled on a pair of boxers then walked over to my computer. In my room I had four microphones and six fiber-optic cameras set up. Everything that had happened this morning was recorded. I had full audio and color recordings from all different angles. There would be no doubting on the film that this had not been a consensual act.
I still didn’t know if the price had been worth the goods, that was yet to be determined, but I’d done it. I knew had something I could use against Mindy. I already had backups of the files stored on multiple dedicated servers (I’d told myself this was ridiculous and unnecessary, but after what had happened today was glad there was almost no chance of losing this because there was no way I’d be able to do it again) and all that was left was proper editing.
I went about creating a video clip demonstrating just how incriminating the video I had was. I had a full day to work on it so I took my time, reviewing all the angles to make sure I always had the best one, the one that most clearly showed the rape. When I was done I was sure that it was good enough. I had my weapon. All that was left was to spring my trap. I was giddy with anticipation. I hadn’t actually done anything yet but it already felt as if she were mine.

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Fiction

Playing Dare with Sis

This is a fictional work and all characters are above 18 years old. Themes involve a brother blackmailing his sister into sex with him and his friend. Do not read if you are not interested in this theme.

Science-Fiction

Finding Love at the Dog & Pony Show

Thanks for reading, I would describe it as an “Extreme Body Modification Love Story” This is an experiment in how far you can go with a concept before it passes into “too obscene to read”. Does anyone get off on this? If so I would love to chat 🙂

True Story

My Loving Aunty

I love sex in all forms, my life is a book with pages that won’t stay blank forever, and pages that the ink has yet to dry on.

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a dinner i wont forget

I want to be your little secret i crave to be your secret , you are all i think about after the night we met. I remember the whole thing like it was yesterday , you were standing there staring me down with the look of lust in your eyes. i glare at you and i see a nice , handsome man in a midnight black suit , you have a wine glass in your hand , and your laughing with your wife over some lame joke. Now I am a young woman , i have smooth , tan skin, long cury light brown hair that i wear way past my shoulders. my dress looks like it was painted on. As you look at me long oyou notice my skinny eyebrowns , my big , bright harzel eyes, my full red glossy lips, you start to look further down and you see my nice firm high dd36 breast. I notoce you wife is gettin mind that you are looking ate me so long so i had to male her even more angry i turn around so both you and her can see my small thin 24 waist and my large , round firm , lifted 46 inch ass.
I can no longer play tease any more i want to make my move and you know . i walk over to and i stop near the window. i start to look to the moutains as the night sky just floats over the moutains with the stars bright as the sun. i put a cherry in my mouth and start to lick my lips teasesing you th cat and mouse game. you start to see im looking at a door , i walk over to the door while still sucking on my cherry right before i put my first foot in the door i look back to make sure your eyes are still on me . i turn around and walk into the room.
as i wait for you i walk over to the window the room is so dark all you can see i the bed with the moon light shinning in . I slip out of my dress and as soon as it starts to fall to my feet you walk right behind . you grap me on the back of my arm nice and tight . . .
how dare you stare at me like that dont you see me with my wife . . .
If you love your wife so much why are you here in this room . . .
because you se…
If you didnt want me , you wouldnt be here with me . . . ( i turn around so my hard nipples can touch your shirt as i start talking i undo your shirt ) . .. you see i know and you know ( kissies your lips) you want something new no you need some thing new ( i start to kiss down towards your dick ) yes your wife loves you but she doesnt love you in the bed like you wish there was a time you fucked like a rabbit now you would be lucky to get twice in one month.
i start to kiss your bulge and then i get up i lay down on the bed as the red silk sheets lay under my body and i ppush my self up with my arms then i look at you and i motion for you to come closer to me as i lick my lips. You stand there looking in shock so i sprend my legs wide open so you can see my shaved pussy as i rub my wet pussy dripping down on to my leg and the sheets. you start to walk closer you undo your clothes and you walk closer byt the time you are there on top me we are eye to eye lips to lips lock with each other. i stare into your eyes the you push my eye shut my head falls back my mouth moans and i know i am in love . you start to oush in and out my moans just get lost in this all. you start to lick on nipples and i put my hand on your head as you suck harder and harder on them . soon you let go you look in my eyes you kiss my lips i start to close my eyes and moan as you pump in and out of me. then we roll over and its my turn to take control i start my grindin my hips deep into then i start to move back and fortth i go faster theni start to moan i thrown my head back as i am about to cum. i grap you chest as the pleasure rushs in my veins righ as im down i fall down on your chest .
i start to look you in the eyes again and i notiice that you you are lloking at me but not at more into me yous ee the beauty past our sex you see what youhave been missing . you been missing a sex that wasnt plan , with your wife you know she has in her head what she will do suck you for 5 mins lay down on her back for 10 then wait for you to cum but with me its diff i let you stay in me as long as you , i am something diff something you cant get in your real world. i am whatever you want me to be .
so i get up i walk over to the window i feel you looking starting at me exploring my naled body i start to put my dress in as you start to dress as well even tho i cant see you i hear you. you walk over be hind me and you grap my arm and wisper in my ear
will i see you again
I turn around and put a card in your suit pocket
we start to hear the door knop shacking your head swind to the door and you see a hand some in to push the door open wider you know that hand anywhere its your wife hand you start to think of what lie you are going to say , how can you explain this ? did you just wash you marriage away on me ? can you handle with this right now ? as soon as you open you mouth to say a word it she says
hey hun ,i been looking for you all night why have you been in here
you cant understand why she isnt shocked about the me at your side , soon she walks over and places her hand on your face and kissies your lips she looks into your eyes
wow you look like you seen a ghost , what have you been doing in here and why is it so cold in here baby you can cathh a cold
you turn around and you see the curtians blowing with the the wind you look out the window and stare at the moon thinking if i hurt my self. you and your wife start to head toward the door then you both walk down the hall , you say goodbye to all your friend . you grap your wife hands and you walk to the door the door you hold the door and try to ask as if nothing happen as you get to the middle of street right before you enter yout car you go into your pocket to read my card so you can call me but all my card reads is
~Your Little Secret ~

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Divine Justice: Conner Evan’s Beginning II

When Conner fell asleep he became aware of his being alone in a space full of nothing. He could tell he wasn’t dreaming but he knew also that he was asleep. Suddenly he felt the presence of something… unearthly. The harsh, nails on chalkboard laughter around him gave him a startling suspicion that he was in the presence with the Stranger.
“Yeah kid, you got it right. I gotta tell ya, you work faster than any other teen I seen. Even faster than this other kid I have to watch over, this little bastard named Chavez. These gifts are nice, aren’t they?”
Conner could barely nod his assent before the laughter sounded again and he cringed. He watched the empty space in front of him shimmer until the Stranger materialized there. Suddenly they were sitting on the park bench again. Conner looked around and thought he might throw up. The Stranger laughed again and snapped, taking away all of the sick feelings.
“Did you enjoy that hot little piece of ass? I’ll bet you did. And now you know what I meant by boosts in other departments. Any questions?”
“Did I get her pregnant?” Conner blurted out the question before he even thought about it. He was genuinely worried about his and Maia’s positions on that. The Stranger looked at him queerly.
“No… No you didn’t. The Powers were somewhat afraid of giving the mortals the gifts of the evangelicals, especially to hormonally charged teens. That was why we shot you through puberty. No, there were three rules placed on your gifts and one promise I was made to keep. You have no crazed hormones and your mind is calmer than the average mortal. You cannot impregnate any female of your species and you cannot you cannot alter the larger streams of fate. These things are prevented on a level that you and your species cannot even comprehend. My promise was to keep watch on you to ensure your survival and your compliance. This my friend, is called divine justice.” The Stranger just looked at him for a minute.
“Now my turn, and since you got to ask one question I will ask three. First: Why were you worried more for that little slut’s future more than your own?” Conner felt rage bubble up at this question but realized that the Stranger was something that wanted him to become upset. He noted it in his mind and brushed it by.
“I… I just don’t want to ruin her future because I made her sleep with me.” The Stranger’s eyebrows shot up behind those circular glasses.
“Made her? Buddy, she would have slept with you anyway. Maia, as the mortals know her, doesn’t get emotional for many. She has trust issues. But she fell for you and she fell hard buddy. Hard enough to realize that it’s more than a crush. But man, is she good at hiding things. You got yourself a good girl there, though you’ll end up with more the way things are shaping up for you. All right, second question: Why didn’t you just make her?” Conner didn’t have to think on that at all.
“I don’t want to be a person who forces other people to do things. I’ll know what I did even if they don’t, and Maia was a virgin. Kind of hard to hide that from yourself.”
The Stranger accepted this without any question. He simply chuckled.
“My third question will come later. For now, enjoy your time and your women.”
When Conner woke he found Maia sleeping peacefully beside him. Checking the clock on her nightstand Conner noticed it was already one o clock. He jumped into Maia’s head and found her brain rapidly cycling the images of Maia’s first fuck. He looked about for the time her parents would be home and found that they had a few hours. He pulled out and lay there on the bed, thinking on the Stranger’s questions and his own answers. Conner didn’t register how long had passed before Maia woke up next to him. She turned over in her sleep and looked at him, stretching widely and smiling beautifully. Conner remained where he was as she cuddled up to him and wrapped her hands around his neck. Her nude body came in contact with his own and brushed erotically. Maia kissed Conner lightly on the lips before pushing her entire body onto his.
“Good afternoon darling. How did you sleep?” Conner looked into Maia’s deep silver eyes and felt his stomach lurch. The feeling was accompanied by a weightlessness that was both unsettling and invigorating. He could only wonder what it was and hope that it was love.
“Well, I slept with a naked, thoroughly loved woman this morning for the first time in my entire life. It was glorious.” Conner whispered the last line and kissed her again. They laughed sweetly, softly as they kissed. Suddenly Maia had Conner on top of her and his cockhead was rubbing against her pussy. Maia was breathless as Conner pushed into her newly stretched and still incredibly tight pussy. Conner was overjoyed at finding Maia’s pussy still too tight for him to push fully inside of her. He fucked her just as he had earlier that morning, pushing into her and retracting just as quickly. Maia grunted and cried as he invaded her inner cavity, working her muscles and pleasuring her so. She reached up and grabbed Conner’s face, puling his lips down to meet her own and pushed her tongue into his mouth. He responded generously and with equal passion, slowing his pace and putting more force behind his thrusts. He sighed as her walls contracted around his cock and she screamed. He felt the juices squirting onto his groin as Maia came and shuddered under his attempt to continue fucking. He found that as tight as she was it was damn near impossible to push into her or pull out when her cunt was trying to squeeze all the cum and life out of his member. Finally it became too much and he came inside of her, bringing more screams (this time more surprised and concerned than her orgasm fueled howls) and shocking Maia into another, slightly less powerful orgasm.
As Conner pulled out of her and lay down next to her he watched her convulse around her cum filled slit. He found the sight incredibly erotic, Maia’s little cries of pleasure and her body’s extreme reaction to his cock. When she was finally finished Maia looked over at Conner exhausted and happy. She rolled herself onto his chest and stayed there as his arms encircled her waist. She purred as he massaged her ass and rubbed her back.
“What would you do if you got me pregnant?”
Conner looked down at Maia. She wouldn’t look him in the eyes, but he could feel her shaking on his chest. He thought it over and realized a perfect way out.
“I can’t get you pregnant baby. I’m barren. Can’t have a child.” She looked up at him as if to see whether or not he was lying to her. She smiled when she decided he wasn’t.
“Well then, promise me never to stop cumming in me!”
Conner didn’t return home til five. He walked in the front door with damp hair from a very thorough shower and saw Hannah sitting on the couch watching TV. She was wearing one of her usual summer outfits, a red spaghetti strap blouse with a pair of cutoffs so short he could see her underwear, if her was in the right place. He could only wonder where Erica was. Conner ignored the list of chores and walked straight into the kitchen for a glass of water.
Hannah noticed Conner walk in and tried desperately to keep her focus on the television. She had never liked to see Conner but somehow he was… different. His usual air of a defeated, angry boy had left and he now stood confidently, almost proudly, in the room. She felt herself get moist and shuddered, thinking of Erica. She would have killed Hannah if she knew what thoughts were rolling through her head. Still Hannah couldn’t get Conner out of her head. He sat down on the couch and she looked over at him, just sitting there with that stupid grin on his face.
“You seem awfully happy. What the fuck’s gotten into to you, finally discover porn?” Hannah nearly bit her tongue as the words left her lips. She had always made it a point not to be a total bitch to Conner, in the hopes that one day he might repay the favor. But now as she stared at him sitting on his end of the couch with that wavering smile at her she felt… Jealous. She knew he’d been out with his friends, four of whom were extremely attractive girls. Turned her thoughts away from that subject but somehow came back to it every time she diverted herself. The whole thing just made her more upset, angrier. She turned her attention back to the TV and tried not to let her inner turmoil show through.
“Huh. I guess it was too good to be true.” Conner got up off of the couch and walked toward the stairs. Hannah felt her cheeks flush and stood up to yell at him across the room.
“What was that?”
“I always thought you were the nice one in the family. Always appreciated that. Now I can see you’re just like the rest of them.” Conner walked upstairs.
Hannah sat back down. She could feel her throat closing up and her cheeks getting hot. On top of all of that she was wet. When that came to her mind she froze. Checking to make sure no one was around she unbuttoned the cutoff jeans that she wore and slid them down a bit, exposing her blue and yellow panties. She slid one delicate hand under the hem and was infuriated to find that she was indeed moist, and at the thought of Conner her snatch throbbed. She groaned at the feel of her cool hands in her hot, wet crotch. She found her clit engorged and began to massage it, feeling the pure pleasure ripple through her body and numb parts of her mind. Finally she stopped her self and dedicated the rest to a shower, knowing that it would have to be soon. She extricated her hand and pulled the cutoffs up to button them. Then she thought over the past few minutes.
It was only a few minutes, wasn’t it? Or was it longer?
As Hannah thought about it she became scared. Something was wrong about him. Very wrong. Her eyes had been drawn to him simply closing the door and had found a very pleasing subject where once she had simply seen another boy, a mildly-attractive-but-far beneath-her-level boy. Now his very presence, his simply being within her reach had set her off. She had been jealous of his spending time with girls who were less attractive than she was. She thought on the girls and decided that they were on the same level physically, but not socially. Suddenly, as fast as she had gotten off subject her mind went to Conner and she ached again. Hannah moaned. She wanted him so badly… Again she stopped herself. It was getting worse.What the fuck is wrong with me…? Maybe I just need a shower…
Hannah stood up off of the couch and walked toward the stairs, hearing the back door shut and watching Erica walk into the kitchen. Hannah smiled at her sister, her flaming red hair plastered down her back and her icy blue eyes indeed icy underneath the wet hair. In her swimsuit she was a beautiful sight to men and women alike. Hannah knew on some level she found it pleasing the same way she found a mirror pleasing, but still seeing her sister in a bikini even turned Hannah on. Erica smiled back at her and walked up to the stairs.
“How was your swim, my lovely sister?” Erica smiled at Hannah’s tone and smacked her playfully on the thigh.
“It was nice. This summer is going to be warm even if it is cloudy. Where’s the creep I saw him coming up.”
“He’s in his room. Forget about him. I’m going to take a shower and it appears you may want to join me…”
Hannah grinned impishly at her sister and was rewarded by a flash in Erica’s eye and even a moan under her heavy breath. Erica smiled wide and stepped up onto Hannah’s step of the staircase and stepped close to her sister. Hannah wrapped her arms around her sister and kissed her, the feeling of the bikini under her palms and Erica’s wet, silky skin on her own made her pussy drip with anticipation. The two separated and ran up the stairs towards their room and the bathroom.
When they entered their bedroom Erica shut the door and turned around only to find Hannah throwing herself against Erica in a desperate kiss. Erica felt her cunt flood and kissed her sister back, jumping up and wrapping her dripping legs around Hannah’s waist. The two kissed passionately for a full minute before Erica unwrapped her legs and swung around, slamming her sister into the door as she had been. Hannah groaned and kissed Erica back, grabbing the back of her sister’s head and forcing her to her while she shoved her tongue deep into Erica’s mouth. Erica pulled back and Hannah shoved her back onto the bed, smiling and attacking Erica’s bikini covered lips. Neither of them noticed or even heard the lamp hit the floor or the bed slam against the wall. The only thing they paid attention, the only thing encompassing their vision and actions, was the other living half that was so intent on pleasure, on sex. Neither of them noticed the door opening, or for that matter the door staying cracked open until Erica pulled Hannah into the shower and shut the door to the bathroom.
When Erica fell asleep Hannah was still buzzing with hormones. She stood up and looked at the sight of her naked, more passed out than sleeping twin and huffed. She was still wet and horny, and it was eleven o’ clock on a Saturday. What the fuck was she going to do about her flushed red pussy and her horny ass now? Absentminded and frustrated, her troubled mind went to her foster brother. His room was just down the hall, not fifty feet away. He had that strange aura and that presence… Before she knew what she was doing Hannah threw on a pair of pajama pants and an overly large shirt that hung well down over one shoulder, not bothering with underwear as she opened the door. She was at the doorway to Conner’s room in less than a minute, but it seemed like forever to Hannah. She was throbbing with need, throbbing painfully with need. As good a lover as Erica was she could be selfish. Hannah now found, however much she wanted Conner’s fuck, she was apprehensive for the same reasons she had been before. This was Conner, the little dork who hung out with the outcasts and the nerds and all the kids in their school who deserved to be looked down on! Conner, the one who they had taken out a foster home only to find him not extraordinary and totally useless, despicable! But still… She found herself turning the doorknob before she could think anything else of it.
Conner was on that stupid little flip phone of his, the one that his uncle provided. Probably texting the slut Maia Goltano… Hannah shook her head slightly and looked sorry for his benefit. He ignored her until he flipped the phone shut. Hannah felt herself ache for him again and wonder what was so different about him. He was in his usual black t-shirt and faded bark blue jeans, his worn to shit tennis shoes and a watch. He looked nothing special, with that oddly colored mess of hair that was attractive, and his solid, hazel eyes that betrayed nothing. Then Hannah realized what it was. It was that gaze, the way he held himself, the way he looked at her. Now she was sorry. Sorry she had come in here, into his room. She was at his mercy. Conner looked at her expectantly before she finally started, angered at her own stuttering in front of him.
“I… I j-j-just wanted-d to apologize… fo-f-for what I said earlier. I didn’t mean any of it and I was just upset. Erica and I had this fight…”
“Is that what you were settling in your room? I thought it looked more like you were ready to fuck your sister silly. But you were just making up, right?” Hannah tried to explain that and she was at a loss for words. If Erica knew that Conner knew what they did in their room then she would ruin Conner. She looked at the carpet as she heard him get up and walk toward her. To her surprise he didn’t do anything, only opened the door.
“I won’t say a word. Go to sleep Hannah. They probably wouldn’t like seeing you down in my bedroom this late.” Hannah just gaped at him. He was being… kind to her? After everything that they had done to him? She had to shake herself again.
“Can I talk to you about that? About them, and about Erica and I?” Conner shut the door and walked over to his bed, flopping over on one side and gestured for her to join him. She sat down and looked at the mattress and started speaking, though she wasn’t quite sure what was really coming out.
“I just wanted you to know that I don’t think you’re not a creep. I don’t really think anything of you but I guess I don’t know you that well. And our parents don’t really hate you or dislike you; they just don’t really know what or how to say anything to you. At least I hope so… Erica is a different story. She really doesn’t like you, and it’ll be bad for everyone if I don’t pretend the same, so I hope you don’t take anything I say around my sister seriously. And about our… sleeping together… Well the thing is it just kind of happened one night. That’s the best way of putting it I guess. It’s not an attraction thing, more just a fling when neither of us is dating. Basically what I’m saying is that we aren’t lesbians… we’re not gay, you know? I mean, I HAVE been with one or two of my other girlfriends in the same thing and one I guess was a bit more than just sex but I’m more straight than gay…” Hannah was appalled at her own rambling and at the thought that she would continue. Conner saved her.
“Hannah, stop before you have a heart attack. Now,” he sat up and put a hand on her shoulder, seeming more bored and annoyed than concerned. Hannah could only wonder what that meant and what he actually thought of the whole situation. “Why are you really here? You aren’t here to reassure me that you like me and you definitely don’t give a single fuck about whether or not I think you’re gay, so what could you possibly be doing in here rambling on about your sex life?”
“Erica passed out and I never got off…” Hannah slapped her hands over her own mouth as the words shot out. She was shyer by nature than her sister. Conner stopped in mid air, ready to lie back down on his pillows and mattress as she blurted her dilemma. He slowly creaked back up to sitting position.
“You’re telling me that you, my foster sister, didn’t get a chance to get off earlier and you’re asking me for help? Sexual help?” Conner stared at her incredulously.
“Well I… I, uhhhhmmmm… I’m just not used to masturbating anymore since Erica and I usually get each other off every time we need to, so it’s not as satisfying as it used to be, you know back when I didn’t have ready access to another person… So I figure that since I’m sorry about the way you’ve been treated around here and you must need to get off somewhat and I’m really fucking desperate…” Hannah felt her stomach flip. What if he laughed at her? What if he didn’t want her, what if he had really been part of a seven-person orgy this afternoon with four girls and three guys? Or maybe four girls and just Conner? She watched the wheels turn in his mind and finally he turned his body toward hers and looked at her.
“You really need this that bad? You really want to have sex with me? You want to fuck me, the thorn in your side?” Hannah only nodded, and nodded sheepishly at that. Then she winced at his language. He laughed and stood up, walking around and finally standing a few feet in front of her. He looked apprehensive at best.
“Well I guess I could use a fuck, if it’s tha…”
Hannah stood up and moved at Conner fast, wrapping her arms around his neck and grabbing the back of his head to pull towards her face. He grunted in surprise and placed his own hands under her shirt on her waist. Hannah wasted no time in pulling her shirt off and dropping her pajama pants, leaving Conner staring at her perfectly nude body. As soon as she was done undressing Conner was there, grabbing her and throwing her backwards onto the bed. She moaned and watched as Conner dropped his pants and underwear, his cock immediately taking its place full mast in front of his stomach. Hannah looked at in shock for a moment, remembering one day in their history when Erica had pulled Conner’s shorts down in the pool to expose a small penis. Now he was huge. She watched him walk up and climb on top of her, his cock lining up with her pussy as he kissed at her tits. Hannah felt herself start to breathe faster as he pushed inside of her. The feeling wasn’t unfamiliar to Hannah, but her last lover had been on the smaller side. Now that she was totally filled, every inch of her cunt touched by throbbing cock she moaned and kissed Conner. He returned the kiss more formally than passionately and began to fuck Hannah fast, pulling out and pushing inside as fast as she could take.
Hannah came fast and hard within the first few thrusts. Had it not been for Conner’s tongue in her cheek she would have screamed and both of them knew it. Conner pulled back as her cunt spasmed around his cock and pulled out of her, eliciting a cry of indignation until he flipped her over and pushed into her again. Conner found fucking Hannah from behind was a major turn on, allowing him to fuck her harder than he had been able to before. She moaned and whimpered and cried as he fucked her. She came again, not as hard but longer than her first orgasm as Conner pushed into her hard enough to slap his hips against her ass.
“Ooooh fuck yea big brother fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck til you cum all over me with your big fat COCK!” Hannah felt almost as if she was watching the whole thing from outside of her own body. He could feel Conner inside of her and had no objection to the large cock and she had talked dirty to her last boyfriend, but she still wondered what the hell had caused all of this. She was suddenly shot back into her own thinking as she heard Conner grunt and felt her third orgasm coming on.
“Shit Hannah I’m going to cum soon…”
“Ooh yesss… just a little longer Lover fuck just a little bit longerrrr…. OOOH FUCK…!” Hannah massaged her clit as she came for the third time and felt Conner’s cock bottom out inside of her. Then she heard him moan and felt him slow down.
“Fuck Hannah I’m going to cum!” When she heard Conner grunt Hannah became scared. She couldn’t stop her orgasm and knew that he wouldn’t be able to pull out. By the sound of Conner’s grunting and the feeling of something warm filling her pussy as Conner came inside of her she had been right. He fell on top of her as he recovered from the quick fuck and Hannah embraced him, kissing him as she cried.
When they were both recovered and Hannah had dried her tears Conner held her. They rocked on his bed, Hannah crying again on his shoulder as Conner swayed back and forth, trying desperately to comfort her. He had pushed into her mind once or twice and had only deciphered sobs. He felt bad for having ever accepted the invitation to have his way with her. Finally she pulled away from his shoulder and tried to gain control of herself. Conner watched in silent agony as she did.
“Fuck… Conner I’m not on the pill, I’m so sorry… I should never have asked you for this, I’ve got to leave!”
Hannah stood and picked up his shirt, pulling it on her sweating body and grabbing for her pajama pants. She was stopped by sight of Conner picking them up and throwing them onto his bed. He walked forward and pushed into her mind again, wanting the inside track through the next conversation.Fuck, what did I do? I’m pregnant, I’ve never let a guy cum in my pussy, even when… Conner was stunned by the vivid images of the football team ganging up on the cheerleaders (much to the girls’ and guys’ joy) and having their way with each of them. He returned to her thoughts and ignored that entire episode for a moment. And now I let my BROTHER fuck me and cum inside me… just because I wanted to get off… He’ll hate me for letting it happen, he’ll want more, he’ll want nothing to do with me he’ll…
Conner pulled out and decided to stop the whole thing right then, even though he had a pretty good idea of how it would all go down.
“HANNAH!” She started as he grabbed her by the shoulders. Conner was glad that he could no longer feel her crazed train of thought.
“Listen, I can’t get you pregnant. I’m barren. You couldn’t have gotten pregnant from my sperm, so just calm down. You got off, that’s what you wanted. I’m sorry I didn’t pull out… sorry I scared you.” Hannah looked at him for a bit before she looked down at the floor. How’d he know what I was thinking? I was frantic, he guessed. That’s it… He’s barren… I’m not…
Conner was surprised to find he could hear her thoughts without pushing into her mind and invading. He didn’t receive any images from hearing her thoughts like he did when he was inside of her mind, but he definitely heard her. He decided to worry about it later. She looked at him for a minute, just staring at him. Then she sniffed and started to cry again. Conner sighed and embraced her, ignoring the fact that his flaccid penis was not once again pushed against her groin. She cried into his shoulder again until Conner picked her up and set her down on the bed. Hannah surprised him by pulling his head down and kissing him once, lightly on the lips. He lay down behind her and turned over, looking in the opposite direction and thinking. He could still hear her thoughts…Thank god… I’m not about to have a kid. That was really scary there for a minute.
Conner thanked god that that bit of his life was over. He almost fell asleep until he realized she was still thinking…I wonder if Conner liked it… I know he’s had sex before. I wonder what it was for him… It was so big, and it felt sooo good… Fuck I’m getting wet again. I should really just go back to my room…
Conner heard Hannah turn over and he did as well, watching her face as she looked up at the ceiling. He looked his foster sister/lover up and down once and felt his cock twitch. She really was one of the most beautiful girls in school. The fiery red of her hair, her pale eyes that showed every emotion, her tight, tanned, toned muscular body. Conner smiled over at her and her entire roll in the situation. She had wanted to fuck him just to get off. She had been so enthralled by his new aura that she had come to him for sex. She saw him smile as he looked at her and rolled over on her side, resting her head on one elbow while the oversized t-shirt hung from her upraised shoulder. She smiled back at him and scooted a little closer. Conner scooted the rest of the way, getting closer and closer until he was nose to nose with her. She smiled still, almost apprehensive at the closeness. Conner placed a hand on her waist and pulled her bodily to him while he kissed her, lightly at first. They stayed like that, the kiss growing in passion as they moved in the tiniest motions against one another. Finally they separated and simply looked at one another. Hannah was breathing hard, her nipples pushing through the fabric and rubbing against his chest. Conner smiled and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers before he finally pulled his face away.
“You should probably go back to your bedroom.” Her smile wavered a fraction at that, so he added in the same whisper, “But anytime you need some release… I’m here. And I can always use some release… especially from a super sexy sister.” She smiled even wider at that and rolled on top of him, kissing him once more. Before she stood up she reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking it once up and down the length.
“Good… because there’s a lot I haven’t been able to do with this big stick of meat…” She stood up and walked to the door, turning the handle and looking back once. Conner nearly called her back and fucked her again she looked so damn seductive. But she waved and blew him a kiss and walked out. Conner fell with his head back against the pillows and sighed, then groaned and turned over.
What the fuck had this thing gotten him into?

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